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SAINT'S «*&¥?, 
 
 A 
 
 COLLECTION OF 
 
 HYMNS AND SPIRITUAL SONGS, 
 
 ADAPTED TO 
 
 PRAYER AND SOCIAL MEETINGS, AND 
 SEASONS OF REVIVAL. 
 
 SELECTED AND ARRANGED 
 
 BY REV. J. F. BERG. 
 
 Second Edition, Revised and Improved. 
 
 And I saw them stand on the sea of glass, 
 having the harps of God; and they sing the song 
 of Moses, and the song of the Lamb.— Rev. xv. 23. 
 
 PHILADELPHIA: 
 J. B. LIPPINCOTT & Co. 
 
 1843. 
 
Entered according to the Act of Congress, m 
 the year 1839, by 
 
 J. B. LTPPINCOTT & Co. 
 in the Clerk's Office of the District Court of the 
 Eastern District of Pennsylvania. 
 
 W. S. Young, Printer. 
 
SAINT'S HARP. 
 
 HYMN 1. S. M. 
 
 YOUR harps, ye trembling saints, 
 Down from the willows take; 
 
 Loud to the praise of Christ our Lord, 
 Bid every string awake. 
 
 2. Though in a foreign land, 
 We are not far from home ; 
 
 And nearer to our house above 
 We ev'ry moment come. 
 
 3. His grace shall to the end 
 Stronger and brighter shine ; 
 
 Nor present things, nor things to come, 
 Shall quench the spark divine. 
 
 4. The time of love will come, 
 When we shall clearly see 
 
 Not only that he shed his blood, 
 But each shall say, " for me." 
 
2. INVOCATION. 
 
 5. Tarry his leisure, then, 
 Wait the appointed hour ; 
 
 Wait till the bridegroom of your souls 
 Reveals his love with pow'r. 
 
 6. Blest is the man, O God ! 
 That stays himself on thee ! 
 
 Who waits for thy salvation, Lord ! 
 Shall thy salvation see. 
 
 INVOCATION. 
 HYMN 2. CM. 
 
 COME, Holy Spirit, heav'nly Dove : 
 With all thy quick'ning pow'rs, 
 
 Kindle a flame of sacred love 
 In these cold hearts of ours. 
 
 2. Look how we grovel here below, 
 Fond of these trifling toys; 
 
 Our souls can neither fly nor go, 
 To reach eternal joys. 
 
 3. In vain we tune our formal songs, 
 In vain we strive to rise ; 
 
 Hosannas languish on our tongues, 
 And our devotion dies. 
 4 
 
INVOCATION. 3. 
 
 4. Dear Lord ! and shall we ever live 
 At this poor, dying rate ? 
 
 Our love so faint, so cold to thee, 
 And thine to us so great ? 
 
 5. Come, Holy Spirit, heav'nly Dove, 
 With all thy quick'ning pow'rs, 
 
 Come, shed abroad a Saviour's love, 
 And that shall kindle ours. 
 
 HYMN 3. CM. 
 
 COME, O thou all-victorious Lord, 
 Thy power to us make known; 
 
 Strike with the hammer of thy word, 
 And break these hearts of stone. 
 
 2. O that we all might now begin 
 Our foolishness to mourn! 
 
 And fly at once from every sin, 
 And to the 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. Convince us first of unbelief, 
 And freely then release; 
 
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4. INVOCATION. 
 
 Fill every soul with sacred grief, 
 And then with sacred peace. 
 
 5. Impov'rish, 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 then remove the load; 
 
 Trouble, and wash the troubled heart 
 In the atoning blood. 
 
 HYMN 4. C. M. 
 
 COME, Lord, and warm each languid 
 Inspire each lifeless tongue; [heart, 
 
 And let the joys of heav'n impart 
 Their influence to our song. 
 
 2. Come, Lord, thy love alone can raise 
 In us the heav'nly flame; 
 
 Then shall our lips resound thy praise, 
 Our hearts adore thy name. 
 
 3. Dear Saviour, let thy glory shine, 
 And fill thy dwellings here; 
 
 Till life, and love, and joy divine 
 A heav'n on earth appear. 
 6 
 
INVOCATION. 5, 6. 
 
 HYMN 5. 7s. 
 IN thy presence we appear, 
 Lord, we love to worship here — 
 When within the veil we meet 
 Thee upon thy mercy seat. 
 
 2. While thy glorious name is sung, 
 Touch our lips, unloose our tongue, 
 Then our joyful souls shall bless 
 Thee, the Lord of righteousness. 
 
 3. While to thee our pray'rs ascend, 
 Let thine ear in love attend; 
 
 Hear us, when thy Spirit pleads, 
 Hear, for Jesus intercedes. 
 
 4. While thy word is heard with awe, 
 And we tremble at thy law, 
 
 Let the gospel's wondrous love 
 All our doubts and fears remove. 
 
 HYMN 6. 8, 7. 
 COME, thou fount of every blessing, 
 
 Tune my heart to sing thy grace; 
 
 Streams of mercy, never ceasing, 
 
 Call for songs of loudest praise. 
 
 Teach me some melodious sonnet, 
 
 Sung by flaming tongues above; 
 
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7. AWAKENING. 
 
 Praise the mount— I'm fixed upon it — 
 Mount of God's unchanging love. 
 
 2. Here 1 raise my Ebenezer, 
 Hither by thy help I'm come, 
 
 And I hope, by thy good pleasure, 
 
 Safely to arrive at home. 
 Jesus sought me when a stranger, 
 
 Wand'ring from the fold of God; 
 He to rescue me from danger, 
 
 Interpos'd his precious blood. 
 
 3. Oh! to grace how great a debtor, 
 Daily I'm constrained to be! 
 
 Let that grace now like a fetterj 
 Bind my wand'ring heart to thee: 
 
 Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it — 
 Prone to leave the God 1 love — 
 
 Here's my heart — O take and seal it; 
 Seal it for thy courts above. 
 
 AWAKENING. 
 
 HYMN 7. 7s. 
 SINNERS, turn, why will ye die? 
 God, your Maker, asks you why? 
 God, who did you being give, 
 Made you with himself to live; 
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AWAKENING. I 
 
 He the fatal cause demands, 
 Asks the work of his own hands, 
 Why, ye thankless creatures, why, 
 Will ye cross his love and die? 
 
 2. Sinners, turn, why will ye die? 
 God, your Saviour, asks you why? 
 God, who did your souls retrieve, 
 Died himself that ye might live. 
 Will you let him die in vain? 
 Crucify your Lord again? 
 
 Why, ye ransomed sinners, why 
 Will ye slight his grace and die? 
 
 3. Sinners, turn, why will ye die? 
 God, the Spirit, asks you why? 
 He who all your lives hath strove, 
 Woo'd you to embrace his love: 
 Will ye not his grace receive? 
 Will ye still refuse to live? 
 Why, ye long-sought sinners, why 
 Will you grieve your God, and die? 
 
 HYMN 8. 7, 6. 
 
 SINNER, stop! O stop and think, 
 
 Before you farther go — 
 Will you sport upon the brink 
 
 Of everlasting wo? 
 
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AWAKENING, 
 
 Be entreated now to stop! 
 
 Unless you warning take, 
 Ere you are aware you'll drop 
 
 Into the burning lake! 
 
 2. Hell beneath is gaping wide! 
 And waits the dread command, 
 
 Soon to stop your sport and pride. 
 And sink you with the damn'd. 
 
 3. Ghastly death will quickly come, 
 And drag you to the bar; 
 
 Then to hear your awful doom, 
 Will fill you with despair. 
 
 4. All your sins will round you crowd, 
 Of bloody crimson dye, 
 
 Each for vengeance crying loud, 
 And what can you reply? 
 
 5. Say, have you an arm like God, 
 That you his will oppose? 
 
 Fear you not his iron rod, 
 
 With which he breaks his foes? 
 
 G. Can you stand in that great day, 
 When judgment is proclaim'd; 
 10 
 
AWAKENING. 9. 
 
 When the earth shall melt away, 
 Like wax before the flame? 
 
 7. Though your heart were made of steel, 
 Your forehead lined with brass, 
 
 God at length will make you feel; 
 He will not let you pass. 
 
 8. Sinners then in vain will call, 
 Who now despise his grace, 
 
 "Rocks and mountains on us fall, 
 And hide us from his face." 
 
 HYMN 9. L. M. 
 
 BROAD is the road that leads to death, 
 And thousands walk together there; 
 
 But wisdom shows a narrow path, 
 With here and there a traveller. 
 
 2. Deny thyself and take thy cross, 
 Is the Redeemer's great command; 
 
 Nature must count her gold but dross, 
 If she would gain this heavenly land. 
 
 3. The fearful soul that tires and faints, 
 And walks the ways of God no more. 
 
 Shall not inherit with the saints, 
 But make his own destruction sure. 
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10. AWAKENING. 
 
 HYMN 10. C. M. 
 
 MY thoughts on awful subjects roll, 
 
 Damnation and the dead; 
 What horrors seize the guilty soul 
 
 Upon a dying bed. 
 
 2. Ling'ring about these mortal shores, 
 She makes a long delay: 
 
 Till, like a flood, with rapid force, 
 Death sweeps the wretch away. 
 
 3. Then, swift and dreadful, she descends, 
 Down to the fiery coast, 
 
 Among abominable fiends, 
 Herself a frighted ghost: 
 
 4. There endless crowds of sinners lie 
 And darkness makes their chains; 
 
 Tortur'd with keen despair they cry, 
 Yet wait for fiercer pains. 
 
 5. Not all their anguish and their blood 
 For their old guilt atones, 
 
 Nor the compassion of a God 
 Shall hearken to their groans. 
 12 
 
AWAKENING. 11. 
 
 HYMN 11. lis. 
 
 DELAY not, delay not, O sinner, draw 
 near! 
 The waters of life are now flowing for 
 thee, 
 No price is demanded, the Saviour is 
 here, 
 Redemption is purchas'd, salvation is 
 free. 
 
 2. Delay not, delay not, why longer 
 
 abuse 
 The love and compassion of Jesus, 
 
 thy God? 
 A fountain is open'd, how canst thou re- 
 
 iuse 
 To wash and be cleans'd in his par- e 
 
 doning blood. 
 
 3. Delay not, delay not, O sinner, to 
 
 come, 
 For mercy still lingers, and calls thee 
 to-day; 
 Her voice is not heard in the vale of the 
 tomb; 
 Her message, unheeded, will soon pass 
 away. 
 
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12. AWAKENING. 
 
 4. Delay not, delay not, the Spirit of 
 
 grace, 
 Long griev'd and resisted, may take 
 
 its sad flight; 
 And leave thee in darkness to finish thy 
 
 race, 
 To sink in the vale of eternity's night. 
 
 5. Delay not, delay not, the hour is at 
 
 hand — 
 
 The earth shall dissolve, and the hea- 
 vens shall fade; 
 The dead, small and great, in the judg- 
 ment shall stand; 
 
 What pow'r, then, O sinner! shall lend 
 thee its aid! 
 
 HYMN 12. C. M. 
 
 VAIN man, thy fond pursuits forbear, 
 
 Repent, thy end is nigh: 
 Death at the farthest can't be far: 
 
 O! think before thou die, 
 
 2. Reflect; thou hast a soul to save; 
 
 Thy sins, how high they mount! 
 What are thy hopes beyond the grave? 
 
 How stands that dark account? 
 14 
 
AWAKENING. 13. 
 
 3. Death enters, and there's no defence} 
 His time there's none can tell; 
 
 He'll in a moment call thee hence. 
 To heaven, or down to hell. 
 
 4. Thy flesh, perhaps thy greatest care, 
 Shall crawling worms consume: 
 
 But ah! destruction stops not there; 
 Sin kills beyond the tomb. 
 
 HYMN 13. S. M. 
 
 HOW will my heart endure 
 
 The terrors of that day, 
 When earth and heaven before the Judge 
 
 Astonish'd shrink away! 
 
 2. But ere that trumpet shakes 
 The mansions of the dead, 
 
 Hark! from the gospel's cheering sound, 
 What joyful tidings spread! 
 
 3. Ye sinners, seek his grace, 
 Whose wrath ye cannot bear; 
 
 Fly to the shelter of his cross, 
 And find salvation there. 
 
 4. So shall that curse remove, 
 By which the Saviour bled; 
 
 15 
 
14, 15. AWAKENING. 
 
 And the last awful day shall pour 
 His blessings on your head. 
 
 HYMN 14. C. M. 
 
 SINNERS, behold that downward road 
 
 Which leads to endless wo; 
 What multitudes of thoughtless souls, 
 
 The road to ruin go! 
 
 2. But yonder see that narrow way 
 Which leads to endless bliss; 
 
 There see a happy chosen few, 
 Redeem'd by sovereign grace. 
 
 3. They from destruction's city came, 
 To Zion upward tend: 
 
 The Bible is their precious guide, 
 And God himself their friend. 
 
 4. Lord, 1 would now a pilgrim be — 
 Guide thou my feet aright; 
 
 I would not, for ten thousand worlds, 
 Be banished from thy sight. 
 
 HYMN 15. C. M. 
 
 ALL ye who laugh and sport with death, 
 And say, there is no hell: 
 16 
 
AWAKENING. 16. 
 
 The gasp of your expiring breath 
 Will send you there to dwell. 
 
 2. When iron slumbers bind your flesh, 
 With strange surprise you'll find 
 
 Immortal vigour spring afresh, 
 And tortures wake the mind! 
 
 3. Then you'll confess, the frightful names 
 Of plagues, you scorn'd before, 
 
 No more shall look like idle dreams, 
 Like foolish tales no more. 
 
 4. Then shall ye curse that fatal day, 
 With flames upon your tongues, 
 
 When you exchang'd your souls away 
 For vanity and songs. 
 
 HYMN 16. L. M. 
 
 AWAKE! awake! my sluggish soul, 
 Awake, and view the setting sun; 
 
 See how the shades of death advance, 
 Ere hslf the task of life is done. 
 
 2. Death! — 'tis an awful, solemn sound; 
 
 Oh, let it wake the slumb'ring ear! 
 Apace the dreadful conqueror comes, 
 
 With all his pale companions near, 
 B 17 
 
17. INVITING. 
 
 3. Thy drowsy eyes will soon be clos'd — 
 These friendly warnings heard no more; 
 
 Soon will the mighty Judge approach, 
 E'en now he stands before the door. 
 
 4. To-day attend his gracious voice; 
 This is the summons that he sends: 
 
 u Awake! for on this transient hour 
 Thy long eternity depends." 
 
 INVITING. 
 
 HYMN 17. 8, 7, 4. 
 
 COME, ye poor and thirsty sinners, 
 To the living waters come; 
 
 Jesus bids you come and welcome 
 And declares he'll cast out none — 
 
 Give him credit! 
 He's Jehovah's faithful Son. 
 
 2. Hearken to the Bride and Spirit, 
 
 Seize the promises divine; 
 Without money, price or merit, 
 Buy of Jesus milk and wine — 
 
 His rich bounty 
 Freely take — he makes it thine. 
 18 
 
INVITING. 18. 
 
 3. Wherefore will you toil for nothing? 
 Spend your strength and pleasure too! 
 
 Joyfully receive the blessing 
 Which his liberal hands bestow, 
 
 All his goodness 
 Let your souls delight to know. 
 
 4. Hearken, sinners, to your Saviour; 
 
 " Hear me, and your souls shall live) 
 You my covenant shall discover, ' 
 1 will David's mercies give — " 
 
 As your witness, 
 And your leader, him receive. 
 
 HYMN 18. H.M. 
 
 BLOW ye the trumpet, blow 
 
 The gladly solemn sound! 
 
 Let all the nations know, 
 
 To earth's remotest bound, 
 The year of Jubilee is come; 
 Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home. 
 
 2. Exalt the Lamb of God, 
 The sin-atoning Lamb; 
 Redemption by his blood, 
 Through all the world proclaim : 
 
 The year of Jubilee is come; 
 
 Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home. 
 
 19 
 
18. INVITING. 
 
 3. Ye who have sold for nought 
 Your heritage above, 
 Come, take it back unbought, 
 The gift of Jesus' love : 
 
 The year of Jubilee is come, 
 Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home. 
 
 4. Ye slaves of sin and hell, 
 Your liberty receive ; 
 And safe in Jesus dwell, 
 And blest in Jesus live: 
 
 The year of Jubilee is come; 
 Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home. 
 
 5. The gospel trumpet hear, 
 The news of pard'ning grace; 
 Ye happy souls draw near, 
 Behold your Saviour's face : 
 
 The year of Jubilee is come; 
 Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home. 
 
 6. Jesus, our great High Priest, 
 Has full atonement made; 
 Ye weary spirits rest, 
 
 Ye mournful souls be glad : 
 The year of Jubilee is come ; 
 Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home. 
 20 
 
INVITING. 19. 
 
 HYMN 19. 8,7,4. 
 
 COME, ye weary, heavy-laden, 
 
 Lost and ruin'd by the fall; 
 If you tarry till you're better, 
 
 You will never come at all : 
 Not the righteous — 
 
 Sinners Jesus came to call. 
 
 2. Let not conscience make you linger, 
 Nor of fitness fondly dream, 
 
 All the fitness he requireth, 
 Is to feel your need of him: 
 
 This he gives you — 
 'Tis the Spirit's rising beam. 
 
 3. Agonizing in the garden, 
 
 Lo ! your Maker prostrate lies L 
 On the bloody tree behold him ; 
 Hear him cry before he dies : 
 
 u It is finished:' 1 '' 
 Sinners, will not this suffice ? 
 
 4. Lo ! th' incarnate God ascended, 
 Pleads the merit of his blood ; 
 
 Venture on him, venture wholly, 
 Let no other trust intrude : 
 
 None but Jesus 
 Can do helpless sinners good. 
 
 21 
 
20, 21. INVITING. 
 
 5. Saints and angels, join'd in concert, 
 Sing the praises of the Lamb; 
 While the blissful seats of heav'n, 
 Sweetly echo with his name : 
 
 Hallelujah ! — 
 Sinners here may sing the same. 
 
 HYMN 20. L. M. 
 
 HO! every one that thirsts, draw nigh, 
 'Tis God invites the fallen race ; 
 Mercy and free salvation buy, 
 Buy wine, and milk, and gospel grace. 
 
 2. Ye nothing in exchange can give, 
 Leave all ye have and are behind; 
 Freely the gift of God receive, 
 Pardon and peace in Jesus find. 
 
 3. Come to the living waters, come ! 
 Sinners, obey your Maker's voice; 
 Return, ye weary wand'rers, home, 
 And in redeeming love rejoice. 
 
 HYMN 21. lis. 
 
 O TURN ye, O turn ye, for why will ye 
 
 die, 
 When God in great mercy is coming so 
 
 nigh ? 
 22 
 
INVITING. 21. 
 
 Now Jesus invites you, the Spirit says, 
 
 Come, 
 And angels are waiting to welcome you 
 
 home. 
 
 2. How vain the delusion, that while you 
 
 delay, 
 Your hearts may grow better by staying 
 
 away ; 
 Come wretched, come starving, come 
 
 just as you be, 
 While streams cf salvation are flowing 
 
 so free. 
 
 3. And now Christ is ready your souls 
 
 to receive ; 
 
 O how can you question, if you will be- 
 lieve ? 
 
 If sin is your burden, why will you not 
 come ? 
 
 "lis you he bids welcome ; he bids you 
 come home. 
 
 4. In riches, in pleasures, what can you 
 
 obtain, 
 To soothe your affliction, or banish your 
 
 pain ? 
 To bear up your spirit, when summon'd 
 
 to die, 
 Or waft you to mansions of floryonhigfr 
 23 
 
22. INVITING. 
 
 5. Why will you be starving and feed- 
 
 ing on air? 
 There's mercy in Jesus, enough and to 
 
 spare ; 
 If still you are doubting, make trial and 
 
 see, 
 And prove that his mercy is boundless 
 
 and free. 
 
 6. Come, give us your hand, and the Sa- 
 
 viour your heart, 
 And trusting in Heaven, we never shall 
 
 part; 
 O how can we leave you? why will you 
 
 not come ? 
 We'll journey together, and soon be at 
 
 home. 
 
 HYMN 22. CM. 
 
 WHAT language now salutes the ear? 
 
 It is our Saviour's voice! 
 Let all the world attentive hear, 
 
 And ev'ry soul rejoice. 
 
 2. Sinner, he kindly speaks to thee, 
 
 However vile thou art: 
 " Here's grace and pardon, rich and free 
 
 My son, give me thy heart. — 
 24 
 
INVITING. 23. 
 
 3. " Tho' thou hast long my grace with- 
 
 stood, 
 And said to me, Depart, 
 I claim the purchase of my blood, 
 My son, give me thy heart. — 
 
 4. " I'll form thee for myself alone, 
 And ev'ry good impart; 
 
 I'll make my great salvation known, 
 My son, give me thy heart.'' 
 
 5. Come, Lord, and conquer now my 
 
 heart, 
 Set up in me thy throne; 
 Bid sin and Satan hence depart, 
 And claim me as thine own. 
 
 HYMN 23. 12s. 
 
 THE voice of free grace cries, Escape 
 
 to the mountain, 
 For all that believe, Christ has opened a 
 
 fountain; 
 For sin, and uncleanness and every 
 
 transgression, 
 His blood flows so freely in streams of 
 salvation, 
 
 25 
 
23. INVITING. 
 
 Hallelujah to the Lamb, who has bought 
 
 us a pardon, 
 We'll -praise him again, ichen we pass over 
 
 Jordan. 
 
 2. Ye souls that are wounded, to the Sa- 
 
 viour repair ; 
 Now he calls you in mercy, and can you 
 
 . forbear? 
 Though your sins are increased as high 
 
 as a mountain, 
 His blood can remove them, it streams 
 
 from this fountain. 
 
 3. Now Jesus, our king, reigns triumph- 
 
 antly glorious; 
 O'er sin, death, and hell, he is more than 
 
 victorious! 
 With shouting proclaim it — O trust in 
 
 his passion, 
 He saves us most freely ; — O glorious 
 
 salvation! 
 
 4. Our Jesus proclaims his name all vic- 
 
 torious ; 
 He reigns over all, and his kingdom is 
 glorious ; 
 26 
 
INVITING. 24. 
 
 To Jesus we'll join with the great con- 
 gregation, 
 
 And triumph, ascribing to him our sal- 
 vation! 
 
 5. With joy shall we stand, when es- 
 caped to the shore, 
 
 With harps in our hands, we'll praise 
 him the more; 
 
 We'll range the sweet plains, on the 
 banks of the river, 
 
 And sing of salvation for ever and ever. 
 
 HYMN 24. CM. 
 
 AMAZING sight, the Saviour stands 
 
 And knocks at every door ! 
 Ten thousand blessings in his hands 
 
 To satisfy the poor. 
 
 2. "Behold," he saith, "1 bleed and die 
 To bring you to my rest: — 
 
 Hear, sinners, while I'm passing by, 
 And be for ever blest. 
 
 3. " Will you despise my bleeding love, 
 And choose the way to hell ? 
 
 Or in the glorious realms above, 
 With me for ever dwell ? 
 
 27 
 
25. INVITING. 
 
 4. " Not to condemn your wretched race 
 Have I in judgment come; 
 
 But to display unbounded grace, 
 And bring lost sinners home. 
 
 5. " Will you go down to endless night, 
 And bear eternal pain ? 
 
 Or in the glorious realms of light 
 With me for ever reign ? 
 
 6. " Say— will you hear my gracious 
 
 voice, 
 And have your sins forgiven ? 
 Or will you make that wretched choice, 
 And bar yourselves from heaven ?" 
 
 HYMN 25. 8,7,4. 
 SINNERS, will you scorn the message, 
 
 Sent in mercy from above, 
 Every sentence — Oh, how tender ! 
 Every line is full of love; 
 
 Listen to it — 
 Every line is full of love. 
 
 2. Hear the heralds of the gospel, 
 
 News from Zion's King proclaim, 
 To each rebel sinner — "Pardon, 
 Free forgiveness in his name." 
 
 Oh ! how blessed ! 
 "Free forgiveness in his name!" 
 28 
 
INVITING. 26. 
 
 3. Tempted souls, they bring you suc- 
 
 cour; 
 Fearful hearts, they quell your fears; 
 And with news of consolation, 
 Chase away the falling tears : 
 
 Tender heralds — 
 Chase away the falling tears. 
 
 4. False professors, grov'ling worldlings, 
 Callous hearers of the word, 
 
 "While the messengers address you, 
 Take the warnings they afford; 
 
 We entreat you, 
 Take the warnings they afford. 
 
 HYMN 26. L. M. 
 
 TO-Dx\Y, if you will hear his voice, 
 Now is the time to make your choice: 
 Say, will you be for ever blest, 
 And with the glorious Jesus rest? 
 
 2. Will you he saved from guilt and pain? 
 Will you with Christ for ever reign? - 
 Say, will you to Mount Zion go? 
 
 Say, will you have this Christ or no? 
 
 3. Come, blooming youth, for ruin bound, 
 Obey the gospel's joyful sound; 
 Come, go with us. and you shall prove 
 The joys of Christ's redeeming love. 
 
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27. INVITING. 
 
 4. Behold he's waiting at your door! 
 Make now your choice; O, halt no more; 
 Say, sinner, say, what will you do? 
 Say, will you have this Christ or no? 
 
 5. Why rush in carnal pleasures on? 
 Why madly plunge in sorrow down?' 
 Say, without Christ what can you do? 
 Say, will you have this Christ or no? 
 
 C. O, must we bid you all farewell; 
 We bound to heaven, and you to hell? 
 Still God may hear us while we pray, 
 And change you, ere that burning day. 
 
 7. Once more we ask you in his name, 
 We know his love remains the same; 
 Say, will you to Mount Zion go? 
 Say, will you have this Christ or no? 
 
 HYMN 27. CM. 
 
 LET every mortal ear attend, 
 
 And every heart rejoice! 
 The trumpet of the gospel sounds, 
 
 With an inviting voice. 
 
 2. Ho! all ye hungry, starving souls, 
 Who feed upon the wind — 
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INVITING. 28. 
 
 And vainly strive, with earthly toys, 
 To fill an empty mind: — 
 
 3. Eternal wisdom has prepar'd 
 A soul-reviving feast; 
 
 And bids your longing appetites 
 The rich provision taste. 
 
 4. Ho! ye who pant for living streams. 
 And pine away and die; 
 
 Here, you may quench your raging thirst, 
 With springs that never dry. 
 
 5. The happy gates of gospel grace 
 Stand open all the day; 
 
 Lord, we are come to seek supplies, 
 And drive our wants away. 
 
 HYMN 28. 8, 7, 4. 
 
 SINNERS! we are sent to bid you 
 
 To the gospel feast to-day; 
 Will you slight the invitation — 
 
 Will you, can you, yet delay? 
 Jesus calls you; 
 
 Come, poor sinner, come away. 
 
 2. Come! O come! all things are ready- 
 Bread to strengthen, wine to cheer: 
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28. INVITING. 
 
 If you spurn this blood-bought banquet, 
 Sinner can thy soul appear 
 
 A guest in heaven, 
 Scorning heav'n's rich bounty here? 
 
 3. Come! O come! leave father, mother; 
 To your Saviour's bosom fly: 
 
 Leave the worthless world behind you, 
 Seek for pardon, or you die: 
 
 " Pardon, Saviour!" 
 Hear the sinking sinner cry. 
 
 4. Even now the Holy Spirit 
 Moves upon some melting heart, 
 
 Pleads a bleeding Saviour's merit — 
 Sinner, will you say " Depart?" 
 
 Wretched sinner, 
 Can you bid your God depart? 
 
 5. What are all earth's dearest pleasures. 
 Were they more than tongue could tell? 
 
 What are all its boasted treasures, 
 To a soul once sunk in hell? 
 
 Treasure! pleasure! 
 No such sounds are heard in hell. 
 
 6. Fly! O fly ye to the mountain, 
 Linger not in all the plain! — 
 
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PENITENTIAL. 29. 
 
 Leave this Sodom of corruption, 
 Turn not, look not back again; 
 Fly to Jesus, 
 Linger not in all the plain. 
 
 PENITENTIAL. 
 
 HYMN 29. L. M. 
 
 OH, that the Lord would hear my cry, 
 And stay his anger lest 1 die! 
 Thy wrath is just — yet, oh, forgive! 
 And let a mourning sinner live. 
 
 2. In all my frame, without, within, 
 I feel the sad effects of sin ; 
 
 How long, my God, must I complain, 
 And deprecate thy wrath in vain? 
 
 3. Oh, should I die deprived of thee! 
 "What being else can succour me? 
 
 Thy frowns would rend my soul in death, 
 And sink it to the depths beneath. 
 
 4. Ye darling sins, that plague me so, 
 The greatest enemies I know, 
 
 Depart — for God hath heard my pray'r,- 
 And will not let me long despair. 
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30. PENITENTIAL. 
 
 5. No; — I shall yet his goodness bless; 
 And when this transient life shall pass, 
 Then, full of glory, 1 shall prove 
 He can be just, and sinners love. 
 
 HYMN 30. L. M. 
 
 THOU man of griefs, remember me, 
 Who never canst thyself forget, 
 
 Thy last mysterious agony, 
 
 Thy fainting pangs and bloody sweat! 
 
 2. When wrestling in the strength of 
 
 pray'r, 
 Thy spirit sunk beneath its load> 
 Thy feeble flesh abhorr'd to bear 
 The wrath of an Almighty God. 
 
 3. Father, if I may call thee so, 
 Regard my fearful heart's desire, 
 
 Remove this load of guilty wo, 
 Nor let me in my sins expire ! 
 
 4. I tremble, lest the wrath divine, 
 Which bruises now my wretched soul, 
 
 Should bruise this wretched soul of mine, 
 Long as eternal ages roll. 
 
 5. I deprecate that death alone — 
 That endless banishment from thee; 
 
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PENITENTIAL. 31, 32, 
 
 O save, and give me to thy Son, 
 Who trembled, wept, and bled for met 
 
 HYMN 31. S. M. 
 
 DID Christ o'er sinners weep? 
 
 And shall our cheeks be dry? 
 Let floods of penitential grief 
 
 Burst forth from ev'ry eye. 
 
 2. The Son of God in tears, 
 Angels with wonder see! 
 
 Be thou astonish'd, O my soul, 
 He shed those tears for thee. 
 
 3. He wept, that we might weep; 
 Each sin demands a tear: 
 
 In heav'n alone no sin is found, 
 And there's no weeping there. 
 
 HYMN 32. 7s. 
 
 JESUS, save my dving soul; 
 Make the broken spirit whole; 
 Humbled in the dust I lie; 
 Saviour, leave me not to die. 
 
 2. Jesus, full of every grace, 
 Now reveal thy smiling face; 
 
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33. PENITENTIAL. 
 
 Grant the joy of sin, forgiven, 
 Foretaste of the bliss of heaven. 
 
 3. All my guilt to thee is known, 
 Thou art righteous, thou alone. 
 All my help is from thy cross; 
 All beside I count but loss. 
 
 4. Lord, in thee 1 now believe; 
 Wilt thou— \ 
 Helpless at thy feet I lie; 
 Saviour, leave me not to die. 
 
 HYMN 33. 8, 7, 4. 
 
 WELCOME, welcome, dear Redeemer! 
 
 Welcome to this heart of mine: 
 Lord, I make a full surrender, 
 
 Ev'ry pow'r and thought be thine; 
 Thine entirely: 
 
 Through eternal ages thine. 
 
 2. Known to all to be thy mansion, 
 
 Earth and hell will disappear; 
 Or in vain attempt possession, 
 When they find the Lord is near; 
 
 Shout, O Zion! 
 Shout, ye saints, the Lord is here! 
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PENITENTIAL. 34, 35. 
 
 HYMN 34. 7s. 
 DEPTH of mercy! can there be 
 Mercy still reserved for me? 
 Can my God his wrath forbear? 
 Me, the chief of sinners, spare? 
 
 2. I have long withstood his grace, 
 Long provoked him to bis face; 
 Would not hearken to his calls, 
 Grieved him by a thousand falls. 
 
 3. Kindled his relentings are, 
 Me he now delights to spare; 
 Cries, u How shall I give thee up?" 
 Lets the lifted thunder drop. 
 
 4. There for me the Saviour stands, 
 Shows his wounds, and spreads his hands! 
 God is love! I know, I feel; 
 
 Jesus weeps and loves me still, 
 
 HYMN 35. 8, 7. 
 SAVIOUR, canst thou love a traitor? 
 
 •Canst thou love a child of wrath? 
 Can a hell-deserving creature 
 
 Be the purchase of thy death? 
 Is thy hlood so efficacious, 
 As to make roy nature clean? 
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36. PENITENTIAL. 
 
 Is thy sacrifice so precious, 
 As to free me from my sin? 
 
 2. Sin on every side surrounds me; 
 No acquittance can I hear; 
 
 Fangs of unbelief confound me, 
 Help me, Lord, my grief to bear. 
 
 Here, then, is my resolution, 
 At thy dearest feet to fall: 
 
 Here I'll meet my condemnation, 
 Or a freedom from my thrall. 
 
 3. Now deny thy grace and mercy, 
 If thou canst, to wretched me; 
 
 Lay aside thy love and pity, 
 If thou canst, and let me die! 
 
 If 1 meet with condemnation, 
 Justly I deserve the same; 
 
 If I meet with free salvation, 
 I will magnify thy name. 
 
 HYMN 36. C. M. 
 
 JESUS! thou art the sinner's fiiend, 
 
 As sucb I look to thee; 
 Now in the bowels of thy love, 
 
 Oh, Lord! remember me. 
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PENITENTIAL. 37. 
 
 2. Remember thy pure word of grace, 
 Remember Calvary; 
 
 Remember all thy dying groans, 
 And then remember me. 
 
 3. Thou wondrous advocate with God! 
 I yield myself to thee; 
 
 While thou art sitting on thy throne, 
 O Lord! remember me. 
 
 4. 1 own I'm guilty, own I'm vile, 
 Yet thy salvation's free; 
 
 Then, in thy all-abounding grace, 
 O Lord! remember me. 
 
 5. Howe'er forsaken or distress'd, 
 Howe'er oppress'd I be, 
 
 Howe'er afflieted here on earth, 
 Do thou remember me. 
 
 6. And when I close my eyes in death, 
 And creature helps all flee, 
 
 Then, oh my great Redeemer, God! 
 
 HYMN 37. 7s. 
 
 Rock of ages! cleft for me, 
 Let me hide myself in thee; 
 
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38. PENITENTIAL. 
 
 Let the water and the blood, 
 From thy side, a healing flood, 
 Se of sin the double cure, 
 Save from wrath, and make me pure. 
 
 2. Should my tears for ever flow, 
 Should my zeal no languor know, 
 This for sin could not atone, 
 Thou must save, and thou alone; 
 In my hand no price I bring, 
 Simply to thy cross I cling. 
 
 3. While I draw this fleeting breath, 
 When mine eyelids close in death, 
 When I rise to worlds unknown, 
 And behold thee on thy throne — 
 Rock of ages, cleft for me, 
 
 Let me hide myself in thee! 
 
 HYMN 33. L. M. 
 
 STAY, thou insulted Spirit, stay, 
 Though 1 have done thee such despite; 
 
 Nor cast the sinner quite away, 
 Nor take thine everlasting flight. 
 
 2. Though I have steel'd my stubborn 
 heart, 
 And still shook off my guilty feara; 
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PENITENTIAL. 39. 
 
 And vex'd, and urg'd thee to depart, 
 For many long rebellious years: 
 
 3. Though I have most unfaithful been, 
 Of all who e'er thy grace receiv'd! 
 
 Ten thousand times thy goodness seen; 
 Ten thousand times thy goodness 
 griev'd: 
 
 4. Yet, O! the chief of sinners spare, 
 In honour of my great High Priest; 
 
 Nor in thy righteous anger swear 
 To exclude me from thy people's rest. 
 
 HYMN 39. C. M. 
 HEAL us, Immanuel, here we stand, 
 
 Waiting to feel thy touch; 
 To wounded souls stretch forth thy hand, 
 
 Blest Saviour, we are such. 
 
 2. Remember him who once applied, 
 With trembling for relief; 
 
 " Lord, I believe," with tears, he cried, 
 " Oh, help my unbelief." 
 
 3. She, too, who touch'd thee in the press, 
 And healing virtue stole, 
 
 Was answer'd, " Daughter, go in peace, 
 Thy faith hath made thee whole." 
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40. BACKSLIDING 
 
 4. Like her, with hopes and fears we 
 come, 
 
 To touch thee if we may; 
 Oh, send us not despairing home, 
 
 Send none unheal'd away. 
 
 HYMN 40. C. M. 
 
 LORD, at thy feet we sinners lie, 
 And knock at mercy's door; 
 
 With heavy heart and downcast eye, 
 Thy favour we implore. 
 
 2. Without thy grace we sink opprest 
 Down to the gates of hell; 
 
 Oh, give our troubled spirit rest, 
 Our gloomy fears dispel. 
 
 3. 'Tis mercy, mercy we implore; 
 Oh may thy pity move: 
 
 Thy grace is an exhaustless store, 
 And thou thyself art love. 
 
 4. In mercy now, for Jesus' sake, 
 Our many sins forgive; 
 
 Thy grace our rocky hearts can break, 
 And breaking soon relieve. 
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AND FORMALITY. 41. 
 
 5. Thus melt us down, thus make us bend, 
 
 And thy dominion own; 
 Nor let a rival more pretend 
 
 To repossess thy throne. 
 
 BACKSLIDING AND 
 FORMALITY. 
 
 HYMN 41. C. M. 
 
 OH for a closer walk with God, 
 A calm and heavenly frame, 
 
 A light to shine upon the road, 
 That leads me to the Lamb! 
 
 2. Where is the blessedness I knew, 
 When first I saw the Lord? 
 
 Where is the soul-refreshing view 
 Of Jesus and his word? 
 
 3. What peaceful hours I then enjoy'dl 
 How sweet their mem'ry still! 
 
 But now 1 find an aching void 
 The world can never fill. 
 
 4. Return,0 holy Dove! return, 
 Sweet messenger of rest! 
 
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42. BACKSLIDING 
 
 I hate the sins that made thee mourn, 
 And drove thee from my breast. 
 
 5. The dearest idol I have known, 
 Whate'er that idol be, 
 
 Help me to tear it from thy throne, 
 And worship only thee. 
 
 6. So shall my walk be close with God, 
 Calm and serene my frame; 
 
 So purer light shall mark the road 
 That leads me to the Lamb. 
 
 HYMN 42. S. M. 
 
 RELIGION'S form is vain, 
 
 While we deny its power! 
 What, will the hypocrite obtain, 
 
 In death's tremendous hour? 
 
 2. Now he may credit gain, 
 And in his affluence roll; 
 
 But all his profit will be pain, 
 When God shall take his soul. 
 
 3. Then, O what dread surprise, 
 What horror and dismay, 
 
 When death shall open wide his eyes, 
 And tear his mask away 1 
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AND FORMALITY. 43, 
 
 4. Lord, search and know my heart, 
 
 And make my soul sincere; 
 And bid hypocrisy depart. 
 
 And keep my conscience clear. 
 
 HYMN 43. C. M. 
 
 OH, why did I my Saviour leave, 
 
 So soon unfaithful prove: 
 How could I thy good Spirit grieve, 
 
 And sin against thy love. 
 
 2. I forc'd thee first to disappear, 
 I turn'd thy face aside; 
 
 Ah, Lord! if thou hadst still been here, 
 Thy servant had not died. 
 
 3. But O, how soon thy wrath is o'er, 
 And pard'ning love takes place! 
 
 Assist me, Saviour, to adore 
 The riches of thy grace. 
 
 4. O could I lose myself in thee, 
 Thy depth of mercy prove; 
 
 Thou vast unfathomable sea 
 Of unexhausted love! 
 
 5. I loathe myself when God I see, 
 And into nothing fall; 
 
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44. BACKSLIDING 
 
 Content if thou exalted be, 
 And Christ be All in All. 
 
 HYMN 44. C. M. 
 
 OH, that I were as heretofore! 
 
 When warm in my first love; 
 I only liv'd my God t' adore, 
 
 And seek the things above! 
 
 2. Upon my head his candle shone, 
 And lavish of his grace, 
 
 With cords of love he drew me on 
 And half unveil'd his face. 
 
 3. Far, far above all earthly things 
 Triumphantly I rode; 
 
 I soar'd to heaven on eagles' wings, 
 And found and talked with God. 
 
 4. Where am I now? from what a height 
 Of happiness cast down! 
 
 The glory swallow'd up in night, 
 And faded is the crown. 
 
 5. O God, thou art my home, my rest, 
 For which I sigh in pain! 
 
 How shall I 'scape into thy breast, 
 My Eden how regain? 
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AND FORMALITY. 45, 46. 
 
 [HYMN 45. S. M. 
 
 O JESUS! full of grace, 
 To thee I make my moan; 
 
 Let me again behold thy face, 
 Call home thy banished one. 
 
 2. Again my pardon seal, 
 Again my soul restore, 
 
 And freely my backslidings heal, 
 And bid me sin no more. 
 
 3. Wilt thou not bid me rise? 
 Speak, and my soul shall live; 
 
 Forgive, my gasping spirit cries, 
 Abundantly forgive; 
 
 4. For thine own mercy's sake 
 Relieve my wretchedness, 
 
 And O my pardon give me back, 
 And give me back my peace! 
 
 5. Again thy love reveal, 
 Restore that inward heaven: 
 
 O grant me once again to feel, 
 Through faith, my sins forgiven. 
 
 HYMN 46. L. M. 
 
 SHOW pity, Lord, O Lord forgive, 
 Let a repenting rebel live; 
 
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46. BACKSLIDING 
 
 Are not thy mercies large and free? 
 May not a sinner trust in thee? 
 
 2. My crimes are great, but can't surpass 
 The pow'r and glory of thy grace; 
 Great God, thy nature hath no bound, 
 So let thy pard'ning love be found. 
 
 3. O wash my soul from every sin, 
 And make my guilty conscience clean: 
 Here on my heart the burden lies, 
 And past offences pain mine eyes. 
 
 4. My lips with shame my sins confess 
 Against thy law, against thy grace; 
 Lord, should thy judgment grow severe, 
 1 am condemn'd, but thou art clear. 
 
 5. Should sudden vengeance seize my 
 
 breath, 
 I must pronounce thee just in death; 
 And if my soul were sent to hell, 
 Thy righteous law approves it well. 
 
 6. Yet save a trembling sinner, Lord, 
 Whose hope, still hov'ring round thy 
 
 word, 
 Would light on some sweet promise there, 
 Some sure support against despair. 
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AND FORMALITY. 47. 
 
 HYMN 47. lis. 
 
 WHY sleep ye, my brethren? come, let 
 
 us arise, 
 O, why should we slumber in sight of the 
 
 prize? 
 Salvation is nearer, our days are far spent; 
 Q, let us be active; awake! and repent. 
 
 2. O, how can we slumber! the Master is 
 
 come, 
 And calling on sinners to seek them a 
 
 home; 
 The Spirit and Bride now in concert 
 
 unite, 
 The weary they welcome, the careless 
 
 invite. 
 
 3. O, how can we slumber! our foes are 
 
 awake; 
 To ruin poor souls every effort they make; 
 To accomplish their object no means are 
 
 untried, 
 The careless they comfort, the wakeful 
 
 misguide. 
 
 4. O, how can we slumber! when so much 
 
 was done, 
 To purchase salvation by Jesus the Son! 
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48. CHRIST. 
 
 Now mercy is proffer'd and justice dis- 
 
 play'd, 
 Now God can be honour'd and sinners be 
 
 saved. 
 
 5. O, bow can ye slumber! when death is 
 
 so near, 
 
 And sinners are sinking to endless de- 
 spair; 
 
 Now prayers may avail, and they gain 
 the high prize, 
 
 Before tney in torment shall lift up their 
 eyes. 
 
 6. O, how can ye slumber! ye sinners, 
 
 look round, 
 
 Before the last trumpet your hearts shall 
 confound; 
 
 O, fly to the Saviour, he calls you to-day; 
 
 While mercy is waiting, O make no de- 
 lay. 
 
 CHRIST. 
 HYMN 48. CM. 
 
 HOW sweet the name of Jesus sounds 
 In a believer's ear! 
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CHRIST, 48. 
 
 It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds, 
 And drives away his fear. 
 
 2. It makes the wounded spirit whole, 
 And calms the troubled breast; 
 
 'Tis manna to the hungry soul, 
 And to the weary rest. 
 
 3. Dear name! the rock on which I build, 
 My shield and hiding-place; 
 
 My never-failing treas'ry, fill'd 
 With boundless stores of grace. 
 
 4. Jesus! my Shepherd, Husband, Friend, 
 My Prophet, Priest, and King, 
 
 My Lord, my Life, my Way, my End, 
 Accept the praise I bring. 
 
 5. Weak is the effort of my heart, 
 And cold my warmest thought, 
 
 But when I see thee as thou art, 
 I'll praise thee as 1 ought. 
 
 6. Till then I would thy love proclaim 
 With ev'ry fleeting breath; 
 
 And may the music of thy name 
 Refresh my soul in death. 
 
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49, 50. CHRIST. 
 
 HYMN 49. CM. 
 
 MORTALS, awake, with angels join, 
 
 And chant the solemn lay: 
 Joy, love, and gratitude, combine 
 
 To hail th' auspicious day. 
 
 2. In heaven the rapt'rous song began, 
 And sweet seraphic fire 
 
 Through all the shining legions ran, 
 And strung and tun'd the lyre. 
 
 3. Swift, through the vast expanse, it flew, 
 And loud the echo roll'd; • 
 
 The theme, the song, the joy was new, 
 'Twas-more than heaven could hold. 
 
 4. Down through the portals of the sky 
 Th' impetuous torrent ran; 
 
 And angels flew with eager joy, 
 To bear the news to man. 
 
 5. Hark! the cherubic armies shout, 
 And glory leads the song; 
 
 Good will and peace are heard throughout 
 Th' harmonious heavenly throng. 
 
 HYMN 50. 7s. 
 
 HARK', the herald angels sing, 
 " Glory to the new-born King! 
 52 
 
CHRIST. 51. 
 
 Peace on earth, and mercy mild, 
 God and sinners reconcil'd." 
 
 2. Mild, he lays his glory by; 
 Born, that man no more may die; 
 Joyful, all ye nations, rise, 
 
 Join the triumph of the skies. 
 
 3. " Glory to the new-born King!" 
 Let us all the anthem sing: 
 "Peace on earth, and mercy mild, 
 God and sinners reconcil'd." 
 
 HYMN 51. 8,7. 
 
 LOVE divine, all love excelling, 
 Joy of heaven to earth come down! 
 
 Fix in us thy humble dwelling, 
 
 All thy faithful mercies crown; 
 
 Jesus! thou art all compassion, 
 Pure, unbounded love thou art; 
 
 Visit us with thy salvation, 
 Enter every trembling heart. 
 
 2. Breathe, O breathe thy loving Spirit, 
 
 Into every troubled breast! 
 Let us all in thee inherit, 
 
 Let us find thy promised rest; 
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52. CHRIST. 
 
 Take away the love of sinning, 
 
 Alpha and Omega be, 
 End of faith, as its beginning, 
 
 Set our hearts at liberty. 
 
 3. Come, almighty to deliver, 
 Let" us all thy life receive! 
 
 Suddenly return, and never, 
 Never more thy temple leave! 
 
 Thee we would be always blessing, 
 Serve thee as thine hosts above; 
 
 Pray, and praise thee without ceasing, 
 Glory in thy perfect love. 
 
 4. Finish then thy new creation, 
 Happy, holy may we be: 
 
 Let us see our whole salvation 
 
 Perfectly secured by thee! 
 Changed from glory into glory, 
 
 Till in heaven we take our place; 
 Till we cast our crowns before thee, 
 
 Lost in wonder, love and praise. 
 
 HYMN 52. CM. 
 
 YONDER! amazing sight! I see 
 
 Th' incarnate Son of God, 
 Expiring on th' accursed tree, 
 
 And welt'ring in his blood! 
 54 
 
CHRIST. 53. 
 
 2. Behold the purple torrent run 
 Down from his hands and head: 
 
 The crimson tide puts out the sun; 
 His groans awake the dead. 
 
 3. The trembling earth, the darken'd sky, 
 Proclaim the truth aloud; 
 
 And with th' amazed centurion cry, 
 "This is the Son of God." 
 
 4. So great, so vast a sacrifice 
 May well my hope revive; 
 
 If God's own Son thus bleeds and dies, 
 The sinner sure may live. 
 
 HYMN 53. 7, 6. 
 
 OH sacred Head, now wounded, 
 
 With grief and shame weigh'd down; 
 Now scornfully surrounded 
 
 With thorns, thy only crown: 
 O sacred Head, what glory, 
 
 What bliss till now was thine! 
 Yet though despised and gory, 
 
 I joy to call thee mine. 
 
 2. O noblest brow and dearest, 
 In other days the world 
 
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53. CHRIST. 
 
 All fear'd when thou appearedst; 
 
 What shame on thee is hurl'd! 
 How art thou pale with anguish, 
 
 With sore abuse and scorn; 
 How does that visage languish, 
 
 Which once was bright as morn. 
 
 3. What thou, my Lord, hast suffer'd, 
 Was all for sinners' gain; — 
 
 Mine, mine was the transgression, 
 But thine the deadly pain. 
 
 Lo, here I fall, my Saviour! 
 'Tis I deserve thy place, 
 
 Look on me with thy favour, 
 Vouchsafe to me thy grace? 
 
 4. Receive me, my Redeemer, 
 My Shepherd, make me thine^ 
 
 Of every good the fountain, 
 Thou art the spring of mine*. 
 
 Thy lips with love distilling, 
 And milk of truth sincere. 
 
 With heaven's bliss are filling 
 The soul that trembles here. 
 
 5. The joy can ne'er be spoken — 
 Above all joys beside — 
 
 When in thy body broken 
 I thus with safety hide. 
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CHRIST. 53. 
 
 My Lord of life, desiring 
 
 Thy glory now to see, 
 Beside the cross expiring, 
 
 I'd breathe my soul to thee. 
 
 6. What language shall 1 borrow, 
 To thank thee, dearest Friend, 
 
 For this thy dying sorrow, 
 
 Thy pity without end! 
 O make me thine for ever, 
 
 And should I fainting be, 
 Lord, let me never, never,. 
 
 Outlive my love to thee. 
 
 7. If 1 a wretoh, should leave thee, 
 O Jesus, leave not me; 
 
 In faith may I receive thee, 
 When death shall set me free. 
 
 When strength and comfort languish, 
 And I mast hence depart, 
 
 Release me then from anguish, 
 By thine own wounded heart. 
 
 8. Be near when I am dying, 
 O, show thy cross to me! 
 
 And for my succour flying, 
 
 Come, Lord, to set me free. 
 These eyes new faith receiving, 
 
 From Jesus shall not move; 
 
54, CHRIST. 
 
 For he who dies believing, 
 
 Dies safely — through thy love. 
 
 HYMN 54. 7s. 
 
 TO the cross where Jesus dies, 
 
 Where my Lord resigns his breath, 
 Where affliction veils his eyes, 
 
 Swimming in the tears of death: 
 Thither bringing all my guilt, 
 
 From avenging wrath I flee, 
 To the blood of sprinkling spilt — 
 
 Spilt to set the sinner free. 
 
 2. 'Mid convulsive agonies, 
 Peace his quivering lips impart; 
 
 Pardon seal'd by broken sighs 
 Issuing from a bursting heart; 
 
 Let me feel this healing power, 
 Let this harden'd heart of stone, 
 
 Melt beneath this purple shower 
 From his body trickling down. 
 
 3. On those temples, crown'd with thorns, 
 Suff'ring majesty appears; 
 
 Love that dying face adorns, 
 
 Stain'd with blood and soil'd with tears; 
 Pierce the shadows of the heart, 
 
 With the light'ning of that eye; 
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CHRIST. 55. 
 
 Smiles of peace to me impart, 
 Let me feel, or I must die! 
 
 HYMN 55. C. M. 
 
 THERE is a fountain fill'd with blood, 
 Drawn from Emmanuel's veins; 
 
 And sinners, plung'd beneath that flood, 
 Lose all their guilty stains. 
 
 2. The dying thief rejoic'd to see 
 That fountain in his day; 
 
 And there may 1, as vile as he, 
 Wash all my sins away. 
 
 3. Dear dying Lamb, thy precious blood 
 Shall never lose its power, 
 
 Till all the ransom'd church of God 
 
 4. E'er since, by faith, I saw the stream, 
 Thy flowing wounds supply, 
 
 Redeeming love has been my theme, 
 „ And shall be — till I die. 
 
 5. Then in a nobler, sweeter song, 
 Pll sing thy pow'r to save; 
 
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56. CHRIST. 
 
 When this poor, lisping, stamm'ring 
 tongue 
 Lies silent in the grave. 
 
 HYMN 56. L. M. 
 
 AWAKE, my soul, to joyful lays, 
 
 And sing the great Redeemer's praise; 
 He justly claims a song from me — 
 His loving-kindness, Oh, how free! 
 
 2. He saw me ruin'd in the fall, 
 Yet lov'd me, notwithstanding all: 
 He sav'd me from my lost estate — 
 His loving-kindness, Oh, how great! 
 
 3. Tho' num'rous hosts of mighty foes, 
 Tho' earth and hell my way oppose, 
 He safely leads my soul along — 
 His loving-kindness, Oh, how strong! 
 
 4. When trouble, like a gloomy cloud, 
 Has gather'd thick, and thunder'd loud, 
 He near my soul has always stood — 
 His loving-kindness, Oh, how good! 
 
 5. Often I feel my sinful heart, 
 Prone from my Jesus to depart; 
 
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CHRIST. 57, 
 
 But, though I have him oft forgot, 
 His loving- kindness changes not. 
 
 6. Soon shall I pass the gloomy vale, 
 Soon all my mortal pow'rs must fail; 
 Oh! may my last expiring breath 
 His loving-kindness sing in death. 
 
 7. Then let me mount, and soar away, 
 To the bright world of endless day, 
 And sing, with rapture and surprise. 
 His loving-kindness in the skies. 
 
 HYMN 57. 7s. 
 
 ANGELS! roll the rock away! 
 Death! yield up the mighty prey; 
 See! he rises from the tomb, 
 Glowing with immortal bloom. 
 
 2. 'Tis the Saviour! angels, raise 
 Fame's eternal trump of praise! 
 Let the earth's remotest bound 
 Hear the joy-inspiring sound. 
 
 3. Now, ye saints, lift up your eyes! 
 Now to glory see him rise, 
 
 In long triumph up the sky — 
 Up to waiting worlds on high: 
 
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58. CHRIST. 
 
 4. Praise him, all ye heav'nly choirs! 
 Praise, and sweep your golden lyres! 
 Shout, O earth, in rapt'rous song 1 . 
 Let the strains be sweet and strong! 
 
 HYMN 58. C. M. 
 
 IT is the voice of love divine, 
 That strikes the list'ning ear, 
 
 That soothes his mourning followers' 
 grief, 
 And wipes the falling tear: 
 
 2. " Because I leave this world" — he 
 ^ cries, 
 
 "Your weeping eyes o'erflow; 
 But though I seek my native skies, 
 My heart remains below. 
 
 3. " My spirit shall descend, and rest 
 Upon each faithful head, 
 
 Till I, your Lord, return to call 
 My servants from the dead." 
 
 4. He said — and lifting up his hands, 
 Pronounc'd his parting prayer; 
 
 When lo! a bright descending cloud 
 Convey'd him through the air. 
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CHRIST. 59. 
 
 5. With solemn awe his followers view'd 
 The splendour of the scene, 
 
 While the unfolding gates of light 
 Receiv'd the Saviour in. 
 
 6. Burning with holy zeal, they spread. 
 Through distant lands, his word:; 
 
 And we, like them, with faith and joy 
 Expect our risen Lord. 
 
 HYMN 59. 8, 7. 
 
 ONE there is, above all others, 
 
 Well deserves the name of Friend, 
 
 His is love, beyond a brother's, 
 Costly, free, and knows no end. 
 
 2. Which of all our friends to save us, 
 Could or would have shed his blood? 
 
 But this Saviour died to have us 
 Reconcil'd in him to God. 
 
 3. When he liv'd on earth abased, 
 Friend of sinners was his name; 
 
 Now, above all glory raised, 
 He rejoices in the same. 
 
 4. Oh, for grace our hearts to soften! 
 Teach us, Lord, at length to love; 
 
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60, 61. CHRIST. 
 
 We, alas! forget too often, 
 
 What a Friend we have above. 
 
 HYMN 60. L. M. 
 
 DEEP are the wounds which sin has 
 made; . 
 
 Where shall the sinner find a cure? 
 In vain, alas, is nature's aid — 
 
 The work exceeds all nature's pow'r. 
 
 2. And can nosov'reign balm be found? 
 And is no kind physician nigh, 
 
 To ease the pain and heal the wound, 
 Ere life and hope for ever fly? 
 
 3. There is a great physician near: 
 Look up, O fainting soul, and live; 
 
 See, in his heav'nly smiles, appear 
 Such ease as nature cannot give! 
 
 4. See, in the Saviour's dying blood, 
 Life, health, and bliss abundant flow! 
 
 'Tis only this dear sacred flood 
 Can ease thy pain and heal thy wo. 
 
 HYMN 61. 7, 6. 
 
 HOW lost was my condition, 
 Till Jesus made me whole! 
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CHRIST. 61, 
 
 There is but one physician, 
 
 Can cure a sin-sick soul!— 
 The worst of all diseases 
 
 Is light, compared with sin; 
 On ev'ry part it seizes, 
 
 But rages most within. 
 
 2. From men great skill professing, 
 1 thought a cure to gain; 
 
 But this prov'd more distressing, 
 
 And added to my pain: 
 Some said that nothing ail'd me, 
 
 Some gave me up for lost, — 
 Thus every refuge fail'd me, 
 
 And all my hopes were cross'd. 
 
 3. At length this great Physician — 
 How matchless is his grace! 
 
 Accepted my petition, 
 
 And undertook my case; — 
 Next door to death he found me, 
 
 And snatch'd me from the grave; 
 To tell to all around me, 
 
 His wondrous power to save. 
 
 4. A dying, risen Jesus, 
 Seen by the eye of faith, 
 
 At once from danger frees us, 
 And saves the soul from death; 
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62. CHRIST. 
 
 Come then to this Physician, 
 
 His help he'll freely give, 
 He makes no hard condition, 
 
 Tis only — look — and live! 
 
 HYMN 62. C. M. 
 
 WE bless the Prophet of the Lord, 
 That comes with truth and grace; 
 
 Jesus, thy Spirit and thy word, 
 Shall lead us in thy ways. 
 
 2. We rev'rence our High Priest above, 
 Who offer'd up his blood, 
 
 And lives to carry on his love, 
 By pleading with our God. 
 
 3. We honour our exalted King, 
 How sweet are his commands! 
 
 He guards our souls from hell and sin, 
 By his almighty hands. 
 
 4. Hosanna to his blessed name, 
 Who saves by glorious ways; 
 
 Th' anointed Saviour has a claim 
 To our immortal praise. 
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HOLY SPIRIT. 63. 
 
 HOLY SPIRIT. 
 
 HYMN 63. L.M. 
 
 SAY, sinner, hath a voice within, 
 Oft whisper'd to thy secret soul, — 
 
 Urg'd thee to leave the ways of sin, 
 And yield thy heart to God's control? 
 
 2. Hath something met thee in the path 
 Of worldliness and vanity, 
 
 And pointed to the coming wrath, 
 And warn'd thee from that wrath to 
 flee? 
 
 3. Sinner, it was a heav'nly voice, 
 It was the Spirit's gracious call; 
 
 It bade thee make the better choice, 
 And haste to seek in Christ thine all. 
 
 A. Spurn not the call to life and light; 
 
 Regard in time the warning kind; 
 That call thou may'st not always slight, 
 
 And yet the gate of mercy find. 
 
 5. God's Spirit will not always strive 
 With harden'd, self-destroying man; 
 
 Ye, who persist his love to grieve, 
 May never hear his voice again. 
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64, 65, HOLY SPIRIT. 
 
 6. Sinner — perhaps this very day, 
 Thy last accepted time may be; 
 
 Oh, should'st thou grieve him now away, 
 Then hope may never beam on thee, 
 
 HYMN 64. S. M. 
 
 COME, Holy Spirit, come, 
 
 Let thy bright beams arise; 
 Dispel the sorrow from our minds — 
 
 The darkness from our eyes. 
 
 S. Convince us of our sin; 
 
 Then lead to Jesus' blood; 
 And to our wond'ring view reveal 
 
 The secret love of God. 
 
 3. 'Tis thine to cleanse the heart — 
 To sanctify the soul — 
 
 To pour fresh life in every part, 
 And new create the whole. 
 
 4. Revive our drooping faith; 
 Our doubts and fears remove; 
 
 And kindle in our breasts the flame 
 Of never-dying love. 
 
 HYMN 65. L. M. 
 WEARY of struggling with my pain, 
 Hopeless to burst this sinful chain, 
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HOLY SPIRIT. 66. 
 
 At length I give the contest o'er, 
 And seek to free myself no more. 
 
 2. From my own works at last I cease — 
 God that creates must seal my peace; 
 Fruitless my toil, and vain my care, 
 Unless thy sov 'reign grace 1 share. 
 
 3. Lord, I despair myself to heal; 
 I see my sin but do not feel; 
 Nor shall I till thy Spirit blow, 
 And bid th' obedient waters flow. 
 
 4. 'Tis thine a heart of flesh to give, 
 Thy gifts I only can receive; 
 Here then to thee I all resign, — 
 To draw, redeem, and seal is thine. 
 
 HYMN 66. L. M. 
 
 SURE the blest Comforter is nigh, 
 'Tis he sustains my fainting heart; 
 
 Else would my hope for ever die, 
 And every cheering ray depart. 
 
 2. When some kind promise glads my 
 soul, 
 Do I not find his healing voice 
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66. HOLY SPIRIT. 
 
 The tempest of my fears control, 
 
 And bid my drooping pow'rs rejoice? 
 
 3. Whene'er to call the Saviour mine, 
 With ardent wish my heart aspires; 
 
 Can it be less than pow'r divine, 
 Which animates these strong desires? 
 
 4. What less than thine almighty word 
 Can raise my heart from earth and dust, 
 
 And bid me cleave to thee, my Lord, 
 My life, my treasure, and my trust? 
 
 5. And when my cheerful hope can say 
 I love my God, and trust his grace, 
 
 Lord, is it not thy blissful ray, 
 Which brings this dawn of sacred 
 
 6. Let thy kind Spirit in my heart 
 For ever dwell, O God of love, 
 
 And light and heavenly peace impart, 
 Sweet earnest of the joys above. 
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FAITH. 67, 68. 
 
 FAITH. 
 
 HYMN 67. C. M. 
 
 FAITH adds new charms to earthly bliss 
 And saves me from its snares; 
 
 Its aid in ev ? ry duty brings, 
 And softens all my cares; 
 
 2. Extinguishes the thirst of sin, 
 And lights the sacred fire 
 
 Of love to God and heav'nly things, 
 And feeds the pure desire. 
 
 3. The wounded conscience knows its 
 
 pow'r 
 The healing balm to give; 
 That balm the saddest heart can cheer, 
 And make the dying live; 
 
 4. Wide it unveils celestial worlds, 
 Where deathless pleasures reign; 
 
 And bids me seek my portion there, 
 Nor bids me seek in vain. 
 
 HYMN 68. 10, 11. 
 
 BEGONE unbelief! my Saviour is near, 
 And for my relief, will surely appear; 
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68. FAITH. 
 
 By pray'r let me wrestle, and he will 
 
 perform; 
 With Christ in the vessel, I smile at the 
 
 storm. 
 
 2. Tho' dark be my way, since he is my 
 
 guide, 
 
 'Tis mine to obey — 'tis his to provide; 
 
 Tho' cisterns be broken, and creatures 
 all fail, 
 
 The word he has spoken shall surely pre- 
 vail. 
 
 3. His love in time past, forbids me to 
 
 think 
 He'll leave me at last in trouble to sink, 
 Each sweet Ebenezer 1 have in review, 
 Confirms his good pleasure to help me 
 
 quite through. 
 
 4. Why should I complain of want o? 
 
 distress, 
 Temptation or pain? — he told me no less; 
 The heirs of salvation I know from his 
 
 word, 
 Thro' much tribulation must follow their 
 
 Lord. 
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FAITH. 69. 
 
 5. Since all that I meet shall work for 
 my good, 
 
 The bitter is sweet, the med'cine is food; 
 
 Tho' painful at present, 'twill cease be- 
 fore long, 
 
 And then, O how pleasant the con- 
 qu'ror's song! 
 
 HYMN 69. L. M. 
 'TIS by the faith of joys to come, 
 
 We walk through deserts dark as night, 
 Till we arrive at heaven, our home, 
 
 Faith is our guide, and faith our light. 
 
 2. The want of sight she well supplieSj 
 She makes the pearly gates appear; 
 
 Far into distant worlds she pries, 
 And brings eternal glories near. 
 
 3. Cheerful we tread the desert thro' ? 
 While faith inspires a heav'nly ray, 
 
 Tho' lions roar, and tempests blow, 
 And rocks and dangers fill the way. 
 
 4. So Abra'm, by divine command, 
 Left his own house to walk with Godi 
 
 His faith beheld the promis'd land, 
 And rlr'd his zeal along the road. 
 
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70. HOPE AND 
 
 HOPE AND ASSURANCE. 
 
 HYMiN 70. P. M. 
 
 WHEN pulse beats low, and cheeks 
 grow pale, 
 
 And storms of life are fiercely driven; 
 When fairest prospects quickly fail, 
 
 How sweet to have a hope in heaven! 
 
 2. When friends that seem'd most near 
 
 and dear 
 Are from our bosoms swiftly riven, 
 And life's bright joys in gloom appear, 
 How sweet to have a hope in heaven! 
 
 3. When lone and wand'ring far from 
 
 home, 
 No kind relief to us is given, 
 O, what would then of us become, 
 If we had not a hope in heaven ? 
 
 4. And when the end is drawing nigh, 
 Of life, through which we long have 
 
 striven, 
 And we at last must droop and die, 
 How sweet to have a hope in heaven! 
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ASSURANCE. 71. 
 
 HYMN 71. 8, 7. 
 
 JESUS, I my cross have taken, 
 
 All to leave and follow thee; 
 Naked, poor, despis'd, forsaken, 
 
 Thou from hence my all shalt be. 
 Perish ev'ry fond ambition, 
 
 All I've sought, or hop'd, or known: 
 Yet how rich is my condition, 
 
 God and heav'n are still my own. 
 
 2. Let the world despise and leave me, 
 They have left my Saviour too; 
 
 Human hearts, and looks deceive me, 
 Thou art not like them untrue; 
 
 And whilst thou shalt smile upon me, 
 God of wisdom, love, and might, 
 
 Foes may hate, and friends disown thee, 
 Show thy face, and all is bright. 
 
 3. Go then, earthly fame and treasure, 
 Come disaster, scorn, and pain: 
 
 In thy service, pain is pleasure, 
 With thy favour, loss is gain. 
 
 I have call'd thee Abba, Father, 
 I have set my heart on thee: 
 
 Storms may howl, and clouds may gather, 
 All must work for good to me. 
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71. HOPE AND 
 
 4. Man may trouble and distress me, 
 'Twill but drive me to thy breast; 
 
 Life with trials hard may press me, 
 Heav'n will bring me sweeter rest. 
 
 Oh! 'tis not in grief to harm me, 
 While thy love is left to me; 
 
 Oh! 'twere not in joy to charm me, 
 Were that joy unmix'd with thee. 
 
 5. Soul, then know thy full salvation; 
 Rise o'er sin, and fear, and care; 
 
 Joy to find in ev'ry station, 
 Something still to do, or bear. 
 
 Think what spirit dwells within thee; 
 Think -what Father's smiles are thine; 
 
 Think that Jesus died to win thee; 
 Child of heav'n, canst thou repine? 
 
 6. Haste thee on from grace to glory, 
 Arm'd by faith, and wing'd by pray'r: 
 
 Heav'n's eternal day's before thee, 
 God's own hand shall guide thee there. 
 
 Soon shall close thy earthly mission, 
 Soon shall pass thy pilgrim days; 
 
 Hope shall change to glad fruition, 
 Faith to sight, and pray'r to praise. 
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ASSURANCE* 72. 
 
 HYMN 72. P. M. 
 
 RISE, ray soul, and stretch thy wings, 
 
 Thy better portion trace; 
 Rise from transitory things, 
 
 Towards heav'n, thy native place. 
 Sun, and moon, and stars decay — 
 
 Time shall soon this earth remove; 
 Rise, my soul, and haste away 
 
 To seats prepar'd above. 
 
 2. Rivers to the ocean run, 
 Nor stay in all their course: 
 
 Fires ascending seek the sun, 
 Both speed them to their source; 
 
 So a soul that's born of God, 
 Pants to view his glorious face; 
 
 Upward tends to his abode, 
 To rest in his embrace. 
 
 3. Fly me riches, fly me cares, 
 While I that coast explore, 
 
 Flatt'ring world, with all thy snares, 
 
 Solicit me no more. 
 Pilgrims fix not here their home, 
 
 Strangers tarry but a night; 
 When the last dear morn is come, 
 
 They'll rise to joyful light. 
 
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73, 74. HOPE AND 
 
 4. Cease, ye pilgrims, cease to mourn. 
 
 Press onward to the prize; 
 Soon the Saviour will return, 
 
 Triumphant in the skies: 
 There we'll join the heav'nly train, 
 
 Welcom'd to partake the bliss; 
 Fly from sorrow and from pain, 
 
 To realms of endless peace. 
 
 HYMN 73. L. M. 
 WHAT sinners value I resign; 
 Lord, 'tis enough that thou art mine: 
 I shall behold thy blissful face, 
 And stand complete in righteousness. 
 
 2. This life's a dream, an empty show; 
 But the bright world to which I go 
 Hath joys substantial and sincere; 
 When shall I wake and find me there? 
 
 3. O glorious hour! O blest abode! 
 I shall be near and like my God! 
 And flesh and sin no more control 
 The sacred pleasures of the soul. 
 
 HYMN 74. P.M. 
 
 OH glorious hope of perfect love! 
 it lifts me up to things above: 
 It bears on eagle's wings; 
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ASSURANCE. 75. 
 
 It gives my rayish'd soul a taste, 
 And makes me for some moments feast 
 With Jesus' priests and kings. 
 
 2. Rejoicing now in earnest hope, 
 I stand, and from the mountain top 
 
 See all the land below: 
 Rivers of milk and honey rise, 
 And all the fruits of Paradise, 
 
 In endless plenty grow. 
 
 3. A land of corn, and wine, and oil, 
 Favour'd with God's peculiar smile, 
 
 With every blessing blest; 
 There d wells the Lord our righteousness, 
 And keeps his own in perfect peace, 
 
 And everlasting rest. 
 
 4. O that I might at once go up! 
 No more on this side Jordan stop, 
 
 But now the land possess! 
 This moment end my legal years; 
 (fern-rows and sins, and doubts and fears, 
 
 A howling wilderness. 
 
 HYMN 75. C. M. 
 
 WHEN I can read my title clear 
 To mansions in the skies, 
 
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76. HOPE AND 
 
 I'll bid farewell to ev>y fear, 
 And wipe my weeping eyes. 
 
 2. Should earth against my soul engage, 
 And hellish darts be hurl'd, 
 
 Then I can smile at Satan's rage , 
 And face a frowning world. 
 
 3. Let cares like a wild deluge come, 
 And storms of sorrow fall; 
 
 May 1 but safely reach my home, 
 My God, my heav'n, my all. 
 
 4. There shall I bathe my weary soul 
 In seas of heav'nly rest, 
 
 And not a wave of trouble roll 
 Across my peaceful breast. 
 
 HYMN 76. 7,6. 
 
 SOMETIMES a light surprises 
 
 The Christian while he sings; 
 It is the Lord who rises. 
 
 With healing on his wings: 
 "When comforts are declining, 
 
 He grants the soul again 
 A season of clear shining, 
 
 To cheer it after rain. 
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ASSURANCE. 76. 
 
 2. In holy contemplation, 
 We sweetly then pursue 
 
 The theme of God's salvation, 
 
 And find it ever new: 
 Set free from present sorrow, 
 
 We cheerfully can say, 
 Let the unknown to-morrow 
 
 Bring with it what it may. 
 
 3. It can bring with it nothing, 
 But he will bear us through; — 
 
 Who gives the lilies clothing, 
 
 Will clothe his people too: 
 Beneath the spreading heavens, 
 
 No creature but is fed; 
 And he who feeds the ravens, 
 
 Will give his children bread. 
 
 4. Though vine nor fig-tree neither, 
 Their wonted fruit shall bear, 
 
 Though all the fields should wither, 
 Nor flocks nor herds be there: 
 
 Yet God the same abiding, 
 
 His praise shall tune my voice; 
 
 For while in him confiding, 
 I cannot but rejoice. 
 
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77, 78. REGENERATION. 
 
 REGENERATION. 
 
 HYMN 77. C. M. 
 
 SINNERS, this solemn trulb regard, 
 
 Hear, all ye sons of men; 
 For Christ the Saviour hath declar'd, 
 
 "Ye must be born again." 
 
 2. Whate'er might be your birth or blood, 
 The sinner's boast is vain; 
 
 Thus saith the glorious Son of God, 
 " Ye must be born again." 
 
 3. Our nature's totally deprav'd — 
 The heart a sink of sin; 
 
 Without a change we can't be sav'd; 
 " Ye must be born again." 
 
 4. Spirit of life, thy grace impart, 
 And breathe on sinners slain; 
 
 Bear witness, Lord, in ev'ry heart, 
 That we are born again. 
 
 HYMN 78. C. P. M. 
 AWAK'D by Sinai's awful sound, 
 My soul in bonds of guilt 1 found, 
 And knew not where to go; 
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REGENERATION. 78. 
 
 O'erwbelm'd with sin, with anguish slain, 
 The sinner must be born again, 
 Or sink to endless wo. 
 
 2. Amaz'd I stood, but could not tell 
 Which way to shun the gates of hell, 
 
 For death and hell drew near: 
 I strove indeed, but strove in vain, 
 The sinner must be born again, 
 
 Still sounded in mine ear. 
 
 3. When to the law I trembling fled, 
 It pour'd its curses on my head, 
 
 I no relief could find; 
 This fearful truth increas'd my pain, 
 The sinner must be born again, 
 
 O'erwhelm'd my tortur'd mind. 
 
 4. Again did Sinai's thunder roll, 
 And guilt lay heavy on my soul, 
 
 A vast unwieldy load; 
 Alas! I read and saw it plain, 
 The sinner must be born again, 
 
 Or drink the wrath of God. 
 
 5. The saints I heard with rapture tell 
 How Jesus conquer'd death and hell, 
 
 And broke the fowler's snare; 
 
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79. PRAYER AND 
 
 Yet, when I found this truth remainy 
 The sinner must be born again, 
 I sunk in deep despair. 
 
 6. But while I thus in anguish lay, 
 Jesus of Naz'reth pass'd that way, 
 
 And felt his pity move; 
 The sinner, by his justice slain, 
 Now, by his grace, is born again, 
 
 And sings redeeming love. 
 
 7. To heav'n the joyful tidings flew, 
 The angels tun'd their harps anew, 
 
 And loftier notes did raise; 
 All hail! the Lamb who once was slain, 
 Unnumber'd millions born again, 
 
 Will shout thine endless praise. 
 
 PRAYER AND INTERCESSION. 
 HYMiN 79. L. P. M. 
 
 LOST in a labyrinth of sin, 
 
 Long have we wander'd to and fro, 
 
 The wilderness hath shut us in, 
 And only faith the way can show; 
 
 And only pray'r can lend the clue, 
 
 And guide our weary footsteps through. 
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INTERCESSION. 80. 
 
 2. Jesus, thou sov'reign Lord of all, 
 The same through one eternal day. 
 
 Attend thy feeble followers' call, 
 And oh, instruct us how to pray; 
 
 Pour out thy supplicating grace, 
 
 And stir us up to seek thy face. 
 
 HYMN 80. S.M. 
 
 O LORD, thy work revive, 
 
 In Zion's gloomy hour, 
 And let our dying graces live 
 
 By thy restoring pow'r. 
 
 2. O, let thy chosen few 
 Awake to earnest prayer; 
 
 Their covenant again renew, 
 And walk in filial fear. 
 
 3. Thy Spirit then will speak 
 Through lips of humble clay, 
 
 Till hearts of adamant shall break, 
 Till rebels shall obey. 
 
 4 . Now lend thy gracious ear; 
 Now listen to our cry; 
 
 O, come and bring salvation near; 
 Our souls on thee rely. 
 
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81, 82. PRAYER AND 
 
 HYMN 81. 7s. 
 HOLY GHOST, with light divine, 
 Shine upon this heart of mine; 
 Chase the shades of night away, 
 Turn the darkness into day. 
 
 2. Holy Ghost with pow'r divine, 
 Cleanse this guilty heart of mine; 
 Long has sin, without control, 
 Held dominion o'er my soul. 
 
 3. Holy Ghost, with light divine, 
 Dwell within this heart of mine; 
 Cast down every idol throne, 
 Reign supreme, and reign alone. 
 
 HYMN 82. Who's like Jesus? 
 JESUS, thou hast bid us pray, 
 
 And never, never faint. 
 "With the word a power convey, 
 
 To utter our complaint! 
 Quiet shalt thou never know, 
 
 Till we from sin are freed, 
 O, avenge us of our foe, 
 
 And bruise the serpent's head! 
 
 2. We have now begun to cry, 
 And we will never end, 
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INTERCESSION. 83. 
 
 Till we find salvation nigh, 
 And grasp the sinner's Friend: 
 
 Day and night we'll speak our wo, 
 Importunately plead; 
 
 O, avenge us of our foe, 
 And bruise the serpent's head! 
 
 3. Speak the word, and we shall be 
 
 From all our bands released; 
 Only thou canst set us free, t 
 
 By Satan long oppress'd: 
 Now thy power almighty show, 
 
 Arise, thou conquering Seed! 
 O, avenge us of our foe, 
 
 And bruise the serpent's head! 
 
 4. Jesus, hear thy Spirit's call, 
 Thy Bride, who bids thee come! 
 
 Come, thou righteous Judge of all, 
 Pronounce the tempter's doom; 
 
 Doom him to eternal wo, 
 For all his angels made; 
 
 Now avenge us of our foe, 
 For ever bruise his head! 
 
 HYMN 83. 7s. 
 
 COME, my soul, thy suit prepare, 
 Jesus loves to answer pray'r; 
 
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84. PRAYER AND 
 
 He himself has bid thee pray, 
 Rise and ask without delay. 
 
 2. With my burden I begin; 
 Lord! remove this load of sin! 
 Let thy blood for sinners spilt, 
 Set my conscience free from guilt. 
 
 3. Lord! I come to thee for rest, 
 Take possession of my breast; 
 There thy so v' reign right maintain, 
 And without a rival reign. 
 
 4. Show me what I have to do, 
 Ev'ry hour my strength renew; 
 Let me live a life of faith, 
 
 Let me die thy people's death. 
 
 HYMN 84. CM. 
 
 ALMIGHTY LORD! before thy throne 
 Thy mourning people bend! 
 
 'Tis on thy pard'ning grace alone 
 Our prostrate hopes depend. 
 
 2. How chang'd,alas, are truths divine, 
 
 For error, guilt, and shame! 
 What impious numbers, bold in sin, 
 
 Disgrace the Christian name. 
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INTERCESSION. 85, 86. 
 
 3. O turn us, turn us, mighty Lord; 
 
 Convert us by thy grace; 
 Then shall our hearts obey thy word, 
 
 And see again thy face. 
 
 HYMN 85. S.M. 
 
 HOW sweet the melting lay, 
 Which breaks upon the ear; 
 
 When at the hour of rising day 
 Christians unite in prayer. 
 
 2. The breezes waft their cries 
 Up to Jehovah's throne; 
 
 He listens to their bursting sighs, 
 And sends his blessings down. 
 
 3. So Jesus rose to pray, 
 Before the morning light; 
 
 Once on the chilling mount did stay 
 And wrestle all the night. 
 
 4. Glory to God on high 
 
 Who sends his blessings down, 
 To rescue souls condemn'd to die, 
 And makes his people one. 
 
 HYMN 86. Who's like Jesvs? 
 LAMB of God, whose bleeding love 
 We now recall to mind; 
 
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87. PRAYER AND 
 
 Send the answer from above, 
 
 And let us mercy find; 
 Think on us who think on thee; 
 
 Ev'ry burden'd soul release: 
 Oh, remember Calvary, 
 
 And bid us go in peace. 
 
 2. Through thy blood by faith applied, 
 
 Let sinners pardon feel; 
 Speak us freely justified, 
 
 And all our sickness heal: 
 By thy passion on the tree, 
 
 Let our griefs and troubles cease; 
 Oh, remember Calvary, 
 
 And bid us go in peace. 
 
 HYMN 87. C. M. 
 
 FATHER, I stretch my hands to thee, 
 
 No other help I know; 
 If thou withdraw thyself from me, 
 
 Ah, whither shall I go? 
 
 2. What did thine only'Son endure, 
 Before I drew my breath! 
 
 What pain, what labour to secure 
 My soul from endless death! 
 
 3. O Jesus, could I this believe, 
 I now should feel thy pow'r; 
 
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INTERCESSION- 88. 
 
 Now my poor soul thou wouldst retrieve, 
 .Nor let me wait one hour. 
 
 4. Author of faith, to thee I lift 
 
 My weary, longing eyes: 
 O let me now receive that gift, 
 
 My soul without it dies. 
 
 HYMN 83. L. M. 
 
 LOOK down, O God, with pitying eye; 
 See Adam's race in ruin lie; 
 Sin spreads its trophies o'er the ground, 
 And scatters slaughter'd heaps around. 
 
 2. And can these mould'ring corpses live? 
 And can these dead, dry bones revive? 
 That, mighty God, to thee is known! 
 That wondrous work is all thine own. 
 
 3. Thy ministers are sent in vain 
 To prophesy upon the slain; 
 
 In vain they call, in vain they cry, 
 Till thine almighty aid is nigh. 
 
 4. O let thy Spirit come and breathe 
 New life through all the realms of death! 
 Dry bones shall then obey thy voice, 
 Shall move, shall waken, and rejoice. 
 
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89, 90. PRAYER AND 
 
 HYMN 89. 7s. 
 
 SON of God, thy blessing grant, 
 Still supply our every want! 
 Tree of life, thy influence shed, 
 "With thy sap my spirit feed. 
 
 2. Tend'rest branch, alas! am I, 
 "Wither without thee and die; 
 "Weak as helpless infancy; 
 
 O confirm my soul in thee! 
 
 3. Unsustain'd by thee I fall; 
 Send the help for which I call: 
 Weaker than a bruised reed, 
 Help I every moment need. 
 
 4. All my hopes on thee depend; 
 Love me, save me to the end: 
 Give me the continuing grace, 
 Take the everlasting praise. 
 
 HYMN 90. L. M. 
 
 BLEST Lord, behold the guilty scorn 
 Of those who hate and mock our 
 praise; 
 Pity their state and make them turn, 
 No more to walk in sinful ways. 
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INTERCESSION. 90. 
 
 2. Anxious we see their wretched state, 
 Who never think of heav'n or hell; 
 
 They laugh and sport, and court the 
 gate 
 Which opes where endless terrors 
 dwell. 
 
 3. Lead them to view a sinful heart, 
 A soul all enmity to thee, 
 
 Destroy'd, defil'd in every part, 
 Too proud to bow, too blind to see. 
 
 4. Lead them to view a holy law, 
 Which justly dooms to endless death, 
 
 To feel that guilt which Jesus saw, 
 And pray'd "Forgive," with dying 
 breath. 
 
 5. Open their eyes, unstop their ears, 
 To hear condemning justice sound; 
 
 Lord, change their hearts, and then their 
 tears 
 Will witness grief to all around. 
 
 6. Once we were blind, like them we 
 
 strove, 
 Till sov 'reign mercy chang'd our ways> 
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91. PRAYER AND 
 
 Lord, bow their wills, and make them 
 
 love, 
 Then they will join our songs of praise. 
 
 HYMN 91. 8,7,4. 
 
 SAVIOUR, visit thy plantation: 
 Grant us, Lord, a gracious rain! 
 
 All will come to desolation, 
 Unless thou return again. 
 
 Lord, revive us! 
 All our help must come from thee! 
 
 2. Keep no longer at a distance, 
 Shine upon us from on high! 
 
 Lest, for want of thine assistance, 
 Ev'ry plant should droop and die. 
 Lord, &c. 
 
 3. Surely, once thy garden flourished, 
 Ev'ry part look'd gay and green; 
 
 Then thy word our spirits nourish'd, 
 Happy seasons we have seen! 
 Lord, &c. 
 
 4. But a drought has since succeeded, 
 And a sad decline we see; 
 
 Lord, thy help is greatly needed, 
 Help can only come from thee. 
 Lord, &c. 
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INTERCESSION. 9 k 
 
 5. Where are those we counted leaders, 
 Fill'd with zeal, and love, and truth? 
 
 Old professors tall as cedars, 
 Bright examples to our youth. 
 Lord, &c. 
 
 6. Some in whom we once delighted, 
 We shall meet no more below; 
 
 Some, alas! we fear are blighted, 
 Scarce a single leaf they show. 
 Lord, &c. 
 
 7. Younger plants — the sight how plea- 
 
 sant! 
 Cover'd thick with blossoms stood, 
 But they cost us grief at present, 
 Frost has nipp'd them in the bud! 
 Lord, &c. 
 
 8. Dearest Saviour, hasten hither, 
 Thou canst make them bloom again: 
 
 O permit them not to wither, 
 Let not all our hopes be vain! 
 Lord, &c. 
 
 9. Let our mutual love be fervent, 
 Make us prevalent in prayer: 
 
 Let each one esteemed thy servant, 
 95 
 
92. PRAISE. 
 
 Shun the world's bewitching snares. 
 Lord, &c. 
 
 10. Break the tempter's fatal power, 
 Turn the stony heart to flesh: 
 
 And begin from this good hour 
 To revive thy work afresh. 
 Lord, &c. 
 
 PRAISE. 
 
 HYMN 92. S. M. 
 
 NOW let our voices join 
 
 To form a sacred song; 
 Ye pilgrims, in Jehovah's ways 
 
 With music pass along. 
 See flowers of Paradise 
 
 In rich profusion spring: 
 The Sun of glory gilds the path; 
 
 And dear companions sing. 
 
 2. See Salem's golden spires 
 
 In beauteous prospect rise; 
 And brighter crowns than mortals wear, 
 
 Which sparkle through the skies. 
 96 
 
praise. 93, 94. 
 
 AH honour to his name, 
 
 Who marks the shining way; 
 
 To Him who leads the wand'rers on 
 To realms of endless day. 
 
 HYMN 93. S. M. 
 
 OH, bless the Lord, my soul! 
 
 Let all within me join, 
 And aid my tongue to bless his name 
 
 Whose favours are divine: 
 'Tis he forgives thy sins; 
 
 'Tis he relieves thy pain: 
 'Tis he that heals thy sicknesses, 
 
 And makes thee young again. 
 
 2. He crowns thy life with love, 
 
 When ransom'd from the grave: 
 He that redeem'd my soul from hell 
 
 Hath sov'reign pow'r to save. 
 He fills the poor with good: 
 
 He gives the sufTrers rest; 
 The Lord hath judgments for the proud, 
 
 And justice for th' opprest. 
 
 HYMN 94. CM. 
 
 WHAT shall I render to my God, 
 For all his kindness shown? 
 g 97 
 
95. PRAISE. 
 
 My feet shall visit thine abode, 
 My songs address thy throne. 
 
 2. Among the saints that fill thy house 
 My offerings shall be paid; 
 
 There shall my zeal perform the vows 
 My soul in anguish made. 
 
 3. How much is mercy thy delight, 
 Thou ever blessed God! 
 
 How dear thy servants in thy sight! 
 How precious is their blood! 
 
 4. How happy all thy servants are! 
 How great thy grace to me! 
 
 My life, which thou hast made thy care, 
 Lord, I devote to thee. 
 
 5. Now I am thine, for ever thine, - 
 Nor shall my purpose move; 
 
 Thy hand hath loos'd my bonds of pain, 
 And bound me with thy love. 
 
 HYMN 95. C. M. 
 
 LET saints on earth their anthems raise, 
 Who taste the Saviour's grace: 
 
 Let heathens too proclaim his praise, 
 And crown him " Prince of Peace." 
 98 
 
PRAISE. 96. 
 
 2. Praise him, who laid his glory hy, 
 For man's apostate race; 
 
 Praise him, who stoop'd to bleed and die, 
 And crown him " Prince of Peace/' ' 
 
 3. Ye nations, lay your weapons down,. 
 Let war for ever cease; 
 
 Immanuel for your Sov 'reign own, 
 And crown him " Prince of Peaee." 
 
 4. We soon shall reach the heav'nly shore> 
 To view his lovely face; 
 
 His name for ever to adore, 
 And crown him " Prince of Peace."" 
 
 HYMN 96. 7s. 
 
 FOUNT of everlasting love! 
 
 Rich thy streams of mercy are> 
 Flowing purely from above — 
 
 Beauty marks their course afar. 
 
 2. Lo! thy church, thy garden now, 
 Blooms beneath the heav'nly show'r; 
 
 Sinners feel, and melt, and bow; 
 -Mild, yet mighty is thy pow'r. 
 
 3. God of grace! before thy throne, 
 Here our warmest thanks we bring,, 
 
 99 
 
97. PRAISE. 
 
 Thine the glory, thine alone; 
 Loudest praise to thee we sing. 
 
 4. Hear, O hear our grateful song: 
 
 Let thy Spirit still descend: 
 Roll the tide of grace along, 
 
 Wid'ning, deep'ning to the end. 
 
 HYMN 97. 7,6. 
 
 NOW be the gospel banner 
 
 In ev'ry land unfurl'd, 
 And be the shout hosanna 
 
 Reechoed through the world — 
 Till ev'ry isle and nation, 
 
 Till ev'ry tribe and tongue 
 Receive the great salvation, 
 
 And join the happy throng! 
 
 Cho. Now be the gospel banner, &c. 
 
 2. Yes, thou shalt reign for ever, 
 
 O Jesus, King of kings! 
 Thy light, thy love, thy favour, 
 
 Each ransom'd captive sings; 
 The isles for thee are waiting, 
 
 The deserts learn thy praise, 
 The hills and valleys greeting, 
 
 The song responsive raise. 
 Cho. Now be the gospel, Sec. 
 100 
 
praise. 98, 99. 
 
 HYMN 98. S. Iff. 
 COME, ye tfc^it love the Lord, 
 
 And let your joys be known; 
 Join in a song of sweet accord, 
 
 And thus surround the throne. 
 Let those refuse to sing 
 
 Who never knew our God; 
 But children of the heav'nly King 
 
 Should speak their joys abroad. 
 
 2. The hill of Zion yields 
 
 A thousand sacred sweets, 
 Before we reach the heav'nly hills, 
 
 Or walk the golden streets. 
 Then let our songs abound, 
 
 And ev'ry tear be dry; 
 We're inarching through lmrnanuel's 
 ground 
 
 To fairer worlds on high. 
 
 HYMN 99. CM. 
 
 OH for 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, 
 
 101 
 
100. PRAISE. 
 
 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 avail'd 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.Hearhim,ye deaf; — his praise, ye dumb, 
 Your loosen'd tongues employ; 
 
 Ye blind, behold your Saviour comes, 
 And leap, ye lame, for joy. 
 
 HYMN 100. 8s. 
 THEE will I love, my strength my 
 tower! 
 Thee will I love, my joy, my crown! 
 Thee will 1 love with all my power, — 
 In all thy works — and thee alone! 
 102 
 
PRAISE. 100. 
 
 Thee will I love, till the pure fire 
 
 Fill my whole soul with chaste desire. 
 
 2. Ah! why did I so late thee know; 
 Thee, lovelier than the sons of men! 
 
 Ah! why did I no sooner go 
 
 To thee, the only ease in pain! 
 Asham'd I sigh, and inly mourn, 
 That I so late to thee did turn. 
 
 3. I thank thee, uncreated Son, 
 
 That thy bright beams on me have 
 shin'd; 
 I thank thee, who hast overthrown 
 My foes, and heal'd my wounded 
 mind; 
 I thank thee, whose enliv'ning voice 
 Bids my freed heart in thee rejoice. 
 
 4. Uphold me in the arduous race, 
 Nor surfer me again to stray; 
 
 Strengthen my feet with steady pace 
 
 Still to press forward in thy way; 
 My soul and flesh, O Lord of might, 
 Fill, satiate with thy heavenly light! 
 
 5. Give to mine eyes refreshing tears; 
 Give to my heart chaste, hallo w'd fires; 
 
 103 
 
101. * PRAISE. 
 
 Give to my soul, with filial fears, 
 
 The love all heaven's host inspires: 
 That all my powers, with all their might, 
 In thy sole glory may unite. 
 
 6. Thee will I love, my joy, my crown, 
 Thee will I love, my Lord, my God; 
 
 Thee will I love beneath thy frown, 
 Or smile, thy sceptre, or thy rod; 
 
 What though my flesh and heart decay, 
 
 Thee shall 1 love in endless day. 
 
 HYMN 101. CM. 
 
 OH for a heart to praise my God, 
 
 A heart from sin set free! 
 A heart that always feels thy blood, 
 
 So freely shed for me! 
 
 2. A heart resign'd, submissive, meek; 
 My great Redeemer's throne; 
 
 Where only Christ is heard to speak; 
 Where Jesus reigns alone! 
 
 3. A heart in ev'ry thought renew'd, 
 And full of love divine; 
 
 Holy, and right, and pure, and good — . 
 A copy, Lord, of thine' 
 104 
 
PRAISE. 102. 
 
 HYMN 102. C. M. 
 
 OH for a shout of sacred joy, 
 To God the sov 'reign King! 
 
 Let every land their tongues employ, 
 And hymns of triumph sing. 
 
 2. Jesus, our God, ascends on high! 
 His heavenly guards around 
 
 Attend him rising through the sky, 
 With trumpet's joyful sound. 
 
 3. While angels shout and praise their 
 
 King, 
 Let mortals learn their strains; 
 Let all the earth his honours sing: 
 O'er all the earth he reigns. 
 
 4. Rehearse his praise with awe pro- 
 
 found, 
 Let knowledge lead the song; 
 Nor mock him with a solemn sound 
 Upon a thoughtless tongue. 
 
 105 
 
103. WARFARE AND 
 
 WARFARE AND WATCH- 
 FULNESS. 
 
 HYMN 103. & M. 
 
 SOLDIERS of Christ, arise, 
 
 And put your armour on, 
 Strong in the strength which God sup- 
 plies 
 
 Through his eternal Son; 
 Strong in the Lord of Hosts, 
 
 And in his mighty power, 
 Who in the strength of Jesus trusts, 
 
 Is more than conqueror. 
 
 2. Stand then in his great might, 
 With all his strength endu'd; 
 
 But take to arm you for the fight, 
 
 The panoply of God; 
 That having all things done, 
 
 And all your conflicts past, 
 Ye may o'ercome through Christ alone, 
 
 And stand entire at last. 
 
 3. Leave no unguarded place, 
 No weakness of the soul; 
 
 106 
 
WATCHFULNESS. 104, 105. 
 
 Take every virtue, every grace, 
 
 And fortify the whole: 
 Indissolubly join'd, 
 
 To battle all proceed; 
 But arm yourselves with all the mind 
 
 That was in Christ your Head. 
 
 HYMN 104. S. M. 
 HARK, how the watehmen cry! 
 
 Attend the trumpet's sound; 
 Stand to your arms, the foe is nigh; 
 
 The powers of hell surround: 
 "Who bow to Christ's command, 
 
 Your arms and hearts prepare; 
 The day of battle is at hand! 
 
 Go forth to glorious war! 
 
 2. Go up with Christ your Head, 
 
 Your Captain's footsteps see- 
 Follow your Captain, and be led 
 
 To certain victory! 
 All power to him is given; 
 
 He ever reigns tbe same: 
 Salvation, happiness, and heaven, 
 
 Are all in Jesus' name. 
 
 HYMN 105. S. M. * 
 BID me of men beware, 
 And to my ways take heed; 
 
 107 
 
105. WARFARE AND 
 
 Discern their every secret snare, 
 And circumspectly tread. 
 
 2. O may I calmly wait 
 Thy succours from above! 
 
 And stand against their open hate, 
 And well-dissembled love. 
 
 3. My Spirit, Lord, alarm, 
 When men and devils join; 
 
 'Gainst all the powers of Satan arm 
 In panoply divine. 
 
 4. O may I set my face 
 His onsets to repel! 
 
 Quench all his fiery darts, and chase 
 The fiend to his own hell. 
 
 5. But above all, afraid 
 Of my own bosom foe, 
 
 Still let me look to thee for aid, 
 To thee my weakness show. 
 
 6. Hang on thy arm alone, 
 With self-distrusting care, 
 
 And deeply in the Spirit groan, 
 The never-ceasing prayer, 
 108 
 
WATCHFULNESS. 106. 
 
 HYMN 106. CM. 
 
 AM la soldier of the cross, 
 
 A follower of the Lamb? 
 And shall I fear to own his cause, 
 
 Or blush to speak his name? 
 
 2. Must I be carried to the skies, 
 On flowery beds of ease; 
 
 Whilst others fought to win the prize, 
 And sail'd through bloody seas? 
 
 3. Are there no foes for me to face? 
 Must I not stem the flood? 
 
 Is this vile world a friend to grace, 
 To help me on to God? 
 
 4. Sure, I must fight, if 1 would reign; 
 Increase my courage, Lord; 
 
 I'll bear the toil, endure the pain, 
 Supported by thy word. 
 
 5. Thy saints in all this glorious war, 
 Shall conquer, though they die; 
 
 They see the triumph from afar, 
 By faith they bring it nigh. 
 
 6. When that illustrious day shall rise, 
 And all thy armies shine 
 
 109 
 
107. WARFARE AND 
 
 In robes of victory through the skies. 
 The glory shall be thine. 
 
 HYMN 107. P. M. 
 
 GO watch and pray, thou canst not tell 
 How near thine hour may be; 
 
 Thou canst not know how soon the bell 
 May toll its notes for thee: 
 
 Death's countless snares beset thy way; 
 
 Frail child of dust! go watch and pray.' 
 
 2. Fond youth, while free from blighting 
 
 care, 
 Does thy firm pulse beat high? 
 Do hope's glad visions, bright and fair, 
 
 Dilate before thine eye? 
 Soon these must change— must pass 
 
 away; 
 Frail child of dust! go watch and pray. 
 
 3. Thou aged man! life's wintry storm 
 Hath sear'd thy vernal bloom; 
 
 With trembling limbs and wasting form, 
 
 Thou'rt bending o'er the tomb:° 
 And can vain hope lead thee astray? 
 Go weary pilgrim! watch and pray. 
 110 J 
 
WATCHFULNESS. 108. 
 
 4. *Ambition, stop thy panting breath! 
 
 Pride, sink thy lifted eye! 
 Behold the caverns dark with death, 
 
 Before you open lie: 
 The heav'nly warning now obey; 
 Ye sons of pride, go watch and pray. 
 
 HYMN 108. 7s. 
 BRETHREN, while we sojourn here,, 
 Fight we must, but should not fear; 
 Foes we have, but we've a Friend, 
 One that loves us to the end; 
 Forward, then, with courage go, 
 Long we shall not dwell below; 
 Soon the joyful news will come, 
 " Child, your Father calls, Come home!" 
 
 2. In the way, a thousand snares 
 Lie to take us unawares: — 
 Satan, with malicious art, 
 Watches each unguarded heart: 
 But from Satan's malice free, 
 Saints shall soon in glory be: 
 Soon the joyful news will come, 
 
 " Child, your Father calls, Come home!" 
 
 3. But of all the foes we meet, 
 None so oft mislead our feet, 
 
 111 
 
109. WARFARE AND 
 
 * 
 None betray us into sin, 
 Like the foes that dwell within: 
 Yet let nothing spoil your peace, 
 Christ shall also conquer these; 
 Then the joyful news will come, 
 " Child, your Father calls, Come home!'' 
 
 HYMN 109. S. M. 
 
 MY soul, be on thy guard, 
 
 Ten thousand foes arise: 
 And hosts of sins are pressing hard, 
 
 To draw thee from the skies. 
 
 2. O watch, and fight, and pray, 
 The battle ne'er give o'er; 
 
 Renew it boldly ev'ry day, 
 And help divine implore. 
 
 3. Ne'er think the vict'ry won, 
 Nor once at ease sit down; 
 
 Thy arduous work will not be done 
 Till thou hast got thy crown. 
 
 4. Fight on, my soul, till death 
 Shall bring thee to thy God; 
 
 He'll take thee at thy parting breath, 
 Up to his blest abode. 
 112 
 
WATCHFULNESS. 110. 
 
 HYMN 110. L. M. 
 
 AWAKE, my soul! lift up thine eyes, 
 See where thy foes against thee rise: 
 In long array, a num'rous host, 
 Awake, my soul! or thou art lost. 
 
 2. See where rebellious passions rage, 
 And fierce desires and lusts engage; 
 The meanest foe of all that train, 
 
 Has thousands and ten thousands slain. 
 
 3. Thou tread'st upon enchanted ground, 
 Perils and snares beset thee round; 
 Beware of all — guard ev*ry part, 
 
 But most the traitor in thy heart. 
 
 4. Clad in the armour from above, 
 Of heav'nly truth, and heav'nly love: 
 Come now, my soul, the charm repel, 
 And pow'rs of earth, and pow'rs of hell. 
 
 113 
 
111. PILGRIMAGE. 
 
 PILGRIMAGE. 
 
 HYMN 11J. 7s. 
 
 CHILDREN of the heav'nly King, 
 As ye journey, sweetly sing; 
 Sing your Saviour's worthy praise, 
 Glorious in his works and ways. 
 
 2. Ye are traveling home to God, 
 In the way the fathers trod, — 
 They are happy now, and ye 
 Soon their happiness shall see. 
 
 3. Shout, ye little flock, and blest, 
 You near Jesus' throne shall rest; 
 There your seats are now prepar'd, 
 There your kingdom and reward. 
 
 4. Fear not, brethren, joyful stand 
 On the borders of your land: 
 Jesus Christ, your Father's Son, 
 Bids you, undismay'd, go on. 
 
 5. Lord! submissive make us go, 
 Gladly leaving all below: 
 
 Only thou our Leader be, 
 And we still will follow thee. 
 114 
 
PILGRIMAGE. 112, 113. 
 
 HYMN 112. C. M. 
 
 SING, all ye ransom'dof the Lord, 
 
 Your great Deliv'rer sing; 
 Ye pilgrims, now for Zion bound, 
 
 Be joyful in your King. 
 
 2. His hand divine shall lead you on, 
 Through all the blissful road; 
 
 'Till to the sacred mount you rise, 
 And see your smiling God. 
 
 3. Bright garlands of immortal joy, 
 Shall bloom on every head; 
 
 While sorrow, sighing and distress, 
 Like shadows, all are fled. 
 
 4. March on in your Redeemer's strength, 
 Pursue his footsteps still; 
 
 With joyful hopes still fix your eye, 
 On Zion's heavenly hill. 
 
 HYMN 113. 7s. 
 
 NOW begin the heav'nly theme; 
 Sing aloud the Saviour's name; 
 Ye who Jesus' kindness prove, 
 Triumph in redeeming love. 
 
 115 
 
114. PILGRIMAGE. 
 
 2. Ye who see the Father's grace, 
 Beaming in the Saviour's face, 
 As to Canaan on ye move, 
 Praise and bless redeeming love. 
 
 3. Mourning souls dry up your tears, 
 Banish all your gloomy fears; 
 
 See your guilt and curse remove, 
 Cancell'd by redeeming love. 
 
 4. Ye, alas! who long have been 
 Willing slaves of death and sin! 
 Now from bliss no longer rove; 
 Turn, and taste redeeming love.. 
 
 5. Welcome, all by sin opprest — 
 Welcome to his sacred rest: 
 Nothing brought him from above, 
 Nothing — but redeeming love. 
 
 6. Hither, then, your music bring, 
 Strike aloud each joyful string; 
 Mortals join the hosts above — 
 Join to praise redeeming love. 
 
 HYMN 114. 7s. 
 
 PEOPLE of the living God! 
 1 have sought the world around, 
 116 
 
PILGRIMAGE. 115. 
 
 Paths of sin and sorrow trod, 
 
 Peace and comfort nowhere found. 
 
 2. Now to you my spirit turns, 
 Turns — a fugitive unblest; 
 
 Brethren! where your altar burns, 
 O, receive me into rest. 
 
 3. Lonely, I no longer roam, 
 
 Like the cloud, the wind, the wave: 
 Where you dwell shall be my home, 
 "Where you die shall be my grave. 
 
 4. Mine the God whom you adore — 
 Your Redeemer shall be mine; 
 
 Earth can fill my soul no more; 
 Every idol 1 resign; 
 
 HYMN 115. S. M. 
 
 AWAKE, and sing the song 
 
 Of Moses and the Lamb; 
 Wake, ev'ry heart and ev'ry tongue, 
 
 To praise the Saviour's name. 
 
 2. Sing of his dying love; 
 
 Sing of his rising pow'r; 
 Sing, how he intercedes above, 
 
 For those whose sins he bore. 
 
 117 
 
116. PILGRIMAGE. 
 
 3. Sing, till we feel our heart 
 Ascending with our tongue; 
 
 Sing, till the love of sin depart, 
 And grace inspire our song. 
 
 4. Sing on your heav'nly way, 
 Ye ransotn'd sinners, sing; 
 
 Sing on, rejoicing every day, 
 In Christ, th' eternal King. 
 
 5. Soon shall we hear him say, 
 P Ye blessed children come;" 
 
 Soon will he call us hence away, 
 And take his wand'rers home. 
 
 6. Soon shall our raptur'd tongue 
 His endless praise proclaim; 
 
 And sweeter voices tune the song 
 Of Moses and the Lamb. 
 
 HYMN 116. 8, 7, 4. 
 
 GUIDE me, O thou great Jehovah, 
 Pilgrim through this barren land; 
 I am weak, but thou art mighty, 
 Hold me with thy powerful hand:^ 
 
 Bread of heaven, * 
 
 Feed me till I want no more. 
 118 
 
PILGRIMAGE. 117. 
 
 2. Open thou the crystal fountain, 
 Whence the healing waters flow: 
 
 Let the fiery, cloudy pillar 
 Lead me all the journey through: 
 
 Strong Deliv'rer, 
 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; 
 Land me safe on Canaan's side: 
 
 Songs of praises 
 1 will ever give to thee. 
 
 HYMN 117. 8, 7. 
 
 GENTLY, Lord, O gently lead us, 
 
 Through this lonely vale of tears, 
 Through the changes thou'st decreed us, 
 
 Till our last great change appears. 
 When temptation's darts assail us, 
 
 When in devious paths we stray, 
 Let thy goodness never fail us; 
 
 Lead us in thy perfect way. 
 
 2. In the hour of pain and anguish, 
 In the hour when death draws near, 
 
 Suffer not our hearts to languish, 
 Suffer not our souls to fear. 
 
 119 
 
118. PILGRIMAGE. 
 
 And when mortal life is ended, 
 Bid us in thine arms to rest, 
 
 Till, by angel bands attended, 
 We awake among the blest. 
 
 HYMN 118. L. M. 
 
 " WE'VE no abiding city here"— 
 This may distress the worldly mind, 
 
 But should not cost the saint a tear, 
 Who hopes a better rest to find. 
 
 2. " We've no abiding city here" — 
 Sad truth, were this to be our home: 
 
 But let this thought our spirits>cheer, 
 " We seek a city yet to come." 
 
 3. tl We've no abiding city here" — 
 Then let us live as pilgrims do; 
 
 Let not the world our rest appear; 
 But let us haste from all below. 
 
 4. " We've no abiding city here" — 
 We seek a city out of sight; 
 
 Zion its name — the Lord is there, 
 It shines with everlasting light. 
 120 
 
PILGRIMAGE. i 119, 
 
 HYMN 119. C. M. 
 
 WHAT poor despised company 
 
 Of travellers are these, 
 That walk in yonder narrow way, 
 
 Along that rugged maze? 
 
 2. Ah, these are of a royal line, 
 All children of a King, 
 
 Heirs of immortal crowns divine, 
 And lo! for joy they sing. 
 
 3. Why do they then appear so mean, 
 And why so much despis'd? 
 
 Because of their rich robes unseen, 
 The world is not appriz'd. 
 
 4. But some of them seem poor, dis- 
 
 tress'd, 
 And lacking daily bread; 
 Ah, they're of boundless wealth possess'd, 
 With hidden manna fed. 
 
 5. But why keep they that narrow road, 
 That rugged, thorny maze? 
 
 Why, that's the way their Leader trod, 
 They love and keep his ways. 
 121 
 
120. PILGRIMAGE. 
 
 6. Why do they shun the pleasing path, 
 That worldlings love so well? 
 
 Because that is the road to death, 
 The open road to hell. 
 
 7. What! is there then no other road 
 To Salem's happy ground? 
 
 Christ is the only way to God, 
 No other can be found. 
 
 HYMN 120. C. M. 
 
 INQUIRE, ye pilgrims, for the way, 
 
 That leads to Zion's hill, 
 And thither set your steady face, 
 
 With a determin'd will. 
 
 2. Invite the strangers all around, 
 Your pious march to join; 
 
 And spread the sentiments you feel 
 Of faith and love divine. 
 
 3. Oh, come, and to his temple haste, 
 And seek his favour there; 
 
 Before his footstool humbly bow, 
 And pour your fervent pray'r! 
 122 
 
REJOICING IN A REVIVAL. 121. 
 
 4. Oh, come, and join your souls to God 
 
 In everlasting bands; 
 Accept the blessings he bestows, 
 
 With thankful hearts and hands. 
 
 REJOICING IN A REVIVAL. 
 
 HYMN 121. C. M. 
 
 OH. how divine, how sweet the joy, 
 
 When but one sinner turns, 
 And with an humble, broken heart, 
 
 His sins and errors mourns! 
 
 2. Pleas'd with the news the saints below 
 In songs their tongues employ; 
 
 Beyond the skies the tidings go, 
 And heav'n is fill'd with joy. 
 
 3. Well pleas'd, the Father sees and hears 
 The conscious sinner's moan; 
 
 Jesus receives him in bis arms, 
 And claims him for his own. 
 
 123 
 
122, 123. REJOICING IN 
 
 4. Nor angels can their joys contain, 
 
 But kindle with new fire: 
 "The sinner lost is found," they sing, 
 
 And strike the sounding lyre. 
 
 HYMN 122. 7s. 
 
 SAW ye not the cloud arise, 
 
 Little as the human hand? 
 Now it spreads along the skies, 
 
 Hangs o'er all the thirsty land! 
 
 2. Lo! the promise of a show'r 
 Drops already from above; 
 
 But the Lord will shortly pour 
 All the blessings of his love. 
 
 3. When he first the work begun, 
 Small and feeble was his day; 
 
 Now the word doth swiftly run, 
 Now it wins its wid'ning way. 
 
 4. Sons of God, your Saviour praise; 
 He the door hath open'd wide; 
 
 He hath giv'n the word of grace; 
 Jesus' word is glorified. 
 
 HYMN 123. L. M. 
 
 JESUS, our souls' delightful choice, 
 In thee believing, we rejoice; 
 124 
 
A REVIVAL. 124. 
 
 Yet still our joy is mix'd with grief, 
 While faith contends with unbelief. 
 
 2. Thy promises our hearts revive, 
 And keep our fainting hopes alive; 
 But guilt and fears, and sorrows rise, 
 And hide the promise from our eyes. 
 
 3. Do thou the languid spark inflame, 
 That we may conquer in thy name; 
 And let not sin and Satan boast, 
 While saints lie mourning in the dust. 
 
 4. Unequal to the conflict, Lord, 
 
 Too weak to wield the shield or sword, 
 On thine Almighty arm we fall; 
 Be thou our Jesus, and our all. 
 
 HYMN 124. L. M. 
 
 WHO can describe the joys that rise 
 Through all the courts of Paradise, 
 To see a prodigal return, 
 To see an heir of glory born? 
 
 2. With joy, the Father doth approve 
 The fruit of his eternal love: 
 The Son with joy looks down and sees 
 The purchase of his agonies. 
 125 
 
125. REJOICING IN 
 
 3. The Spirit takes delight to view 
 The holy soul he form'd anew; 
 And saints and angels join to sing 
 The growing empire of their King. 
 
 HYMN 125. C. M. 
 
 HOW much the drooping hearts revive 
 
 Of those who fear the Lord; 
 When sinners dead are made alive 
 
 By his reviving word! 
 
 2. The ministers of Christ rejoice, 
 When souls receive the word — 
 
 When ransom'd sinners hear his voice, 
 Return, and love the Lord. 
 
 3. The church of God their praises join, 
 And of salvation sing: 
 
 They glorify the grace divine 
 Of* their victorious King. 
 
 4. In heav'n above, th' angelic throng 
 Around the throne rejoice, 
 
 But sinners sav'd should swell the song 
 With loudest— sweetest voice. 
 126 
 
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 A REVIVAL. 126, 127. 
 
 HYMN 126. S. M. 
 
 THE day is drawing nigh, 
 
 Still brighter far than this, 
 When converts like a cloud shall fly 
 
 To seek the realms of bliss. 
 
 2. What rapt'rous scenes of joy 
 Shall burst upon our sight, 
 
 When sinners up to Zion's hill 
 Like doves shall speed their flight, 
 
 3. Beneath thy balmy wing, 
 O Son of righteousness! 
 
 These happy souls shall sit and sing 
 The wonders of thy grace. 
 
 HYMN 127. L. M. 
 LIFT up your eyes, ye sons of light, 
 Behold the fields already white! 
 The glorious harvest now is come; 
 See ransom'd sinners flocking home. 
 
 2. Mov'd by the Spirit's softest wind, 
 Their hearts are all as one inclin'd; 
 Their former sins and follies mourn; 
 They bow, and to their God return. 
 
 3. Improve the harvest fleeing fast, 
 E'er yet — the shining season pastj 
 
 127 
 
128. REJOICING IN A REVIVAL. 
 
 When all the work of life shall end — 
 The last, the long dark night descend. 
 
 HYMN 128. 8, 7, 4. 
 
 SEE from Zion's sacred mountain, 
 Streams of living water flow: 
 
 God has open'd there a fountain; 
 This supplies the plains below: 
 
 They are blessed, 
 Who its sov'reign virtues know. 
 
 2. Through ten thousand channels flow- 
 
 ing, 
 Streams of mercy find their way; 
 Life, and health and joy bestowing, 
 Making all around look gay: 
 
 O, ye nations! 
 Hail the long expected day. 
 
 3. Gladden'd by the flowing treasure, 
 All enriching .as it goes: 
 
 Lo, the deseit smiles with pleasure, 
 Buds and blossoms as the rose, 
 
 Ev'ry object 
 Sings for joy where'er it flows. 
 
 4. Trees of life the banks adorning, 
 Yield their fruit to all around; 
 
 128 
 
DARKNESS. 129. 
 
 Those who eat are sav'd from mourning, 
 Pleasure comes and hopes abound: 
 
 Fair their portion! 
 Endless life with glory crown'd. 
 
 DARKNESS. 
 
 HYMN 129. 7s. 
 
 ONCE 1 thought, my mountain strong, 
 
 Firmly fix'd no more to move; 
 Then my Saviour was my song, 
 
 Then my soul was filled with love; 
 Those were happy, golden days, 
 Sweetly spent in pray'r and praise. 
 
 2. Little then myself I knew, 
 Little thought of Satan's pow'r; 
 
 Now I feel my sins anew; 
 
 Now I feel the stormy hour! 
 Sin has put my joys to flight: 
 Sin has turn'd my day to night. 
 
 3. Saviour, shine and cheer my soul, 
 Bid my dying hopes revive: 
 
 Make my wounded spirit whole, 
 
 Far away the tempter drive: 
 Speak the word, and set me free- 
 Let me live alone to thee! 
 
 i 129 
 
130. DARKNESS. 
 
 HYMN 130. 7, C. 
 
 IN time of tribulation 
 
 Hear, Lord, my feeble cries, 
 "With humble supplication 
 
 To thee my spirit flies: 
 My heart with grief is breaking, 
 
 Scarce can my voice complain: 
 My eyes with tears kept waking, 
 
 Still watch and weep in vain. — 
 
 2. The days of old in vision 
 Bring banish'd bliss to view, 
 
 The years of lost fruition 
 Their joys in pangs renew: 
 
 Remember'd songs of gladness 
 
 Thro' night's lone silence brought, 
 
 Make notes of deeper sadness, 
 And stir desponding thought. 
 
 3. Has God cast off for ever? 
 Can time his truth impair? 
 
 His tender mercy, never 
 
 Shall I presume to share? 
 Hath he his loving-kindness 
 
 Shut up in endless wrath ? 
 No: 'tis but human blindness 
 
 That cannot see his path. 
 130 
 
DARKNESS. 131 
 
 4. Thy way is in great waters, 
 
 Thy footsteps are unknown; 
 Let Adam's sons and daughters 
 
 Confide in thee alone: 
 Thy deeds, O Lord, are wonder, 
 
 Holy are all thy ways; 
 The secret place of thunder 
 
 Shall utter forth thy praise. 
 
 HYMN 131. 7s. 
 
 JESUS, lover of my soul, 
 
 Let me to thy bosom fly, 
 While the billows near me roll, 
 
 While the tempest still is high; 
 Hide me, O my Saviour, hide, 
 
 Till the storm of life be past; 
 Safe into the haven guide, 
 
 Oh, receive my soul at last! 
 
 2. Other refuge have I none, 
 
 Lo! I, helpless, hang on thee: 
 Leave, O leave me not alone, 
 
 Lest I basely shrink and flee. 
 Thou art all my trust and aid, 
 
 All my help from thee 1 bring; 
 Cover my defenceless head 
 
 With the shadow of thy wing! 
 131 
 
132. DARKNESS. 
 
 3. Thou, O Christ, art all I want; 
 Boundless love in thee I find: 
 
 Raise the fallen, cheer the faint, 
 Heal the sick, and lead the blind. 
 
 Just and holy is thy name; 
 I am all unrighteousness — 
 
 Vile and full of sin I am: 
 
 Thou art full of truth and grace. 
 
 4. Plenteous grace with thee is found, 
 Grace to pardon all my sin; 
 
 Let the healing streams abound, 
 Make and keep me pure within. 
 
 Thou of life the fountain art, 
 Freely let me take of thee: 
 
 Reign, O Lord, within my heart, 
 Reign to all eternity! 
 
 HYMN 132. C. M. 
 
 WHY thus impatient to be gone? 
 
 Such wishes breathe no more; 
 Let him who lock'd thy spirit in, 
 
 When meet, unbolt the door. 
 
 2. Why would'st thou snatch the victor's 
 palm, 
 Before the conquest's won? 
 132 
 
DARKNESS. 133. 
 
 Or wish to seize th' immortal prize, 
 Ere yet the race is run? 
 
 3. Inglorious wish, to haste away 
 And leave thy work undone! 
 
 To serve thy Lord will please no less, 
 Than praising round the throne. 
 
 4. While thou art standing in the field 
 For bliss thou'lt riper grow; 
 
 Then wait the Lord's appointed time, 
 Till he shall bid thee go. 
 
 HYMN 133. 8, 7, 4. 
 
 IN the floods of tribulation, 
 While the billows o'er me roll, 
 
 Jesus whispers consolation, 
 And supports my fainting soul; 
 
 Sweet affliction, 
 That brings Jesus to my soul. 
 
 2. Thus the lion yields me honey, 
 
 From the eater food is given; 
 Strengthen'd thus I still press forward, 
 Singing as I wade to heaven; 
 
 Sweet affliction, 
 And my sins are all forgiven. 
 
 133 
 
133. DARKNESS. 
 
 3. So, in darkest dispensations, 
 Doth my faithful Lord appear, 
 
 With his richest consolations, 
 To re-animate and cheer: 
 
 Sweet affliction, 
 Thus to bring my Saviour near: 
 
 4 ; Floods of tribulation heighten; 
 
 Billows still around me roar; 
 Those who know not Christ they frighten, 
 
 But my soul defies their power: 
 Sweet affliction, 
 Thus to bring my Saviour near. 
 
 5. In the sacred page recorded, 
 Thus his word securely stands: 
 
 "Fear not: I'm in trouble near thee, 
 Nought shall pluck thee from my 
 hands." 
 
 Sweet affliction, 
 Every word my love demands. 
 
 6. All I meet I find assists me 
 In my path to heavenly joy, 
 
 Where, though trials now attend me, 
 Trials never more annoy; 
 
 Sweet affliction, 
 Every promise gives me joy. 
 134 
 
COMFORT IN DISTRESS. 134. 
 
 7. Wearing there a weight of glory, 
 Still the path I'll ne'er forget, 
 
 Bat exulting cry, it led me 
 To my blessed Saviour's feet: 
 Sweet affliction, 
 
 Which has brought me to his feet. 
 
 COMFORT IN DISTRESS. 
 
 HYMN 134. P. M. 
 
 DROOPING souls, no longer mourn, 
 
 Jesus still is precious: 
 If to him you now return, 
 
 Heav'n will be propitious. 
 Jesus now is passing by, 
 
 Calling wand'rers near him: 
 Drooping souls, you need not die — 
 
 Go to him and hear him. 
 
 2. He has pardons, full and free, 
 Drooping souls to gladden; 
 
 Still he cries, " Come unto me, 
 Weary, heavy-laden." 
 
 Tho' your sins like mountains high, 
 Rise, and reach to heaven; 
 
 135 
 
135. COMFORT 
 
 Soon as you on him rely, 
 All shall be forgiven. 
 
 3. Precious is the Saviour's name, 
 
 All his saints adore him; 
 He to save the dying came, 
 
 Prostrate bow before him: 
 Wand'ring sinners, now return — 
 
 Contrite souls, believe him! 
 Jesus calls you; cease to mourn: 
 
 Worship him — receive him! 
 
 HYMN 135. 7, 6. 
 
 GOD is my strong salvation, 
 
 What foe have I to fear? 
 In darkness and temptation, 
 
 My light, my help is near: 
 Though hosts encamp around me, 
 
 Firm to the fight 1 stand; 
 What terror can confound me, 
 
 With God at my right hand? 
 
 2. Place on the Lord reliance, 
 My soul with courage wait; 
 
 His truth be thine affiance, 
 When faint and desolate; 
 136 
 
IN DISTRESS. 136. 
 
 His might, thine heart shall strengthen, 
 
 His love, thy joy increase; 
 Mercy thy days shall lengthen, 
 
 The Lord will give thee peace. 
 
 HYMN 136. 7, 6. 
 
 O GOD of our salvation, 
 
 Our refuge in distress, 
 Our strength and consolation, 
 
 Secure us by thy grace! 
 While in thy peace abiding, 
 
 While thou thyself art near, 
 In thy strong arm confiding 
 
 We shall not yield to fear. 
 
 2. Though earth were in commotion, 
 Though mountains high were cast, 
 
 Into the depths of ocean, 
 
 Amid the stormy blast — 
 The billows loud and raging, 
 
 In vain their foam would pour; 
 Thy voice, the wrath assuaging 
 
 Would still the tempest's roar. 
 
 3. There is a peaceful river, 
 Descending from on high, 
 
 Whose streams are pure for ever, 
 Whose waters cannot dry; 
 
 137 
 
137. COMFORT 
 
 No waves of tribulation 
 
 Disturb their gladd'ning course; 
 The rock of our salvation 
 
 Is the unfailing Source. 
 
 4. God in the midst is dwelling; 
 Mount Zion shall not move! 
 
 Her streams of grace are swelling, 
 
 A tide of boundless love! 
 Her foes so late conspiring, 
 
 Tumultuous in noise, 
 Like angry waves retiring, 
 
 Have melted at his voice. 
 
 5. The Lord of hosts is with us, 
 The God of Jacob near; 
 
 With his strong arm beneath us, 
 
 Our souls shall never fear! 
 Our refuo-e is most glorious! 
 
 Be still— for he is God! 
 His cause shall be victorious! 
 
 Earth trembles at his nod! 
 
 HYMN 137. P.M. 
 DAUGHTER of Zion, awake from thy 
 sadness, 
 'Wake! for thy foes shall oppress thee 
 no more; 
 138 
 
IN DISTRESS. 138. 
 
 Bright o'er the hills, dawns the day-star 
 of gladness! 
 'Rise! for the night of thy sorrows is 
 o'er! 
 
 2. Strong were thy foes; but the arm 
 
 that subdu'd them, 
 And scatter'd their legions, was migh 
 tier far; 
 They fled like the chaff, from the scourge 
 that pursu'd them; 
 Vain were their steeds, and their cha- 
 riots of war. 
 
 3. Daughter of Zion, the Pow'r that hath 
 
 sav'd thee, 
 Extoll'd with the harp and the timbrel 
 
 should be; 
 Shout! for the foe is destroy'd that en- 
 
 slav'd thee, 
 Th' oppressor is vanquish'd, and Zion 
 
 is free! 
 
 HYMN 138. L. M. 
 
 TRIUMPHANT Zion! lift thy head 
 From dust and darkness, and the dead! 
 139 
 
139. COMFORT 
 
 Though humbled long, awake at length, 
 And gird thee with thySaviour's strength ! 
 
 2. Put all thy beauteous garments on, 
 And let thy excellence be known: 
 Deck'd in the robes of righteousness, 
 The world thy glory shall confess. 
 
 3. No more shall foes unclean invade, 
 And fill thy hallow'd walls with dread; 
 No more shall hell's insulting host 
 Their vict'ry and thy sorrows boast. 
 
 4. God from on high has heard thy 
 
 prayer, 
 His hand thy ruins shall repair; 
 Nor will thy watchful Monarch cease 
 To guard thee in eternal peace. 
 
 HYMN 139. CM. 
 
 GOD counts the sorrows of his saints, 
 
 Their groans affect his ears; 
 He has a book for their complaints, 
 
 A bottle for their tears. 
 
 2. The Lord can clear the darkest skies, 
 Can give us day for night, 
 140 
 
IN DISTRESS. 140. 
 
 Make drops of sacred sorrow rise 
 To rivers of delight. 
 
 3. Let those who sow in sadness, wait 
 
 Till the fair harvest come; 
 They shall confess their sheaves are 
 great, 
 
 And shout the blessing home. 
 
 HYMN 140. L. M. 
 
 IN God let all his saints rejoice, 
 With thankful heart, and cheerful voice; 
 Thus saith his word, so kind, so true, 
 " I, even 1, will comfort you." 
 
 2. Sweet words! oh let us bless his name, 
 And joyful all his praise proclaim; 
 These words shall foes and fears subdue, 
 " I, even 1, will comfort you." 
 
 3. Are you in darkness and distress? 
 Does Satan roa| and break your peace? 
 Fear not, but still the truth review, 
 
 " I, even I, will comfort you." 
 
 4. Do sore afflictions on you lay, 
 And pungent sorrow, day by day? 
 
 141 
 
141. COMFORT IN DISTRESS. 
 
 Look to this word, 't will bear you thro' 
 ° J, even 1, will comfort you." 
 
 5. If death in gloomy form appear, 
 And overwhelm your souls with fear, 
 Let this sweet word your faith renew, 
 
 I, even I, will comfort you." 
 
 6. Thus while you sojourn here below 
 As pilgrims in this world of wo, 
 
 Make this your song, your journey thro*, 
 "I, even J, will comfort you." 
 
 7. And when each happy soul attains 
 I nat blissful state where glory reigns 
 This song shall all his powers employ ' 
 " God is my comfort and my joy. " 
 
 HYMN 141. S. M. 
 OH, where shall rest be found, 
 
 Rest for the weary soul! 
 'Twere vain the ocean's fepths to sound, 
 
 Or pierce to either pole. 
 
 2. The world can never give 
 The bliss for which we sigh; 
 
 Tis not the whole of life to live 
 Nor all of death to die. 
 142 
 
CHRISTIAN FELLOWSHIP. 142. 
 
 3. Beyond this vale of tears. 
 There is a life above, 
 
 Unmeasur'd by the flight of years — 
 And all that life is love. 
 
 4. There is a death whose pang 
 Outlasts the fleeting breath: 
 
 Oh! what eternal horrors hang 
 Around the second death. 
 
 5. Lord God of truth and grace, 
 Teach us that death to shun, — 
 
 Lest we be driven from thy face, 
 And evermore undone. 
 
 6. Here would we end our quest — 
 Alone are found in thee 
 
 The life of perfect love — the rest 
 Of immortality. 
 
 CHRISTIAN FELLOWSHIP. 
 
 HYMN 142. L. M. 
 
 HOW blest the sacred tie that binds, 
 In union sweet, according minds! 
 143 
 
143. CHRISTIAN FELLOWSHIP. 
 
 How swift the heav'nly course they run, 
 Whose hearts and faith and hopes are one. 
 
 2. To each, the soul of each how dear! 
 What jealous love, what holy fear! 
 How doth the gen'rous flame within 
 Refine from earth, and cleanse from sin! 
 
 3. Their streaming eyes together flow, 
 For human guilt and mortal wo; 
 Their ardent pray'rs together rise, 
 Like mingling flames in sacrifice. 
 
 4. Together oft they seek the place, 
 Where God reveals his awful face; — 
 At length they meet in realms above, 
 A heav'n of joy — because of love. 
 
 HYMN 143. L. M. 
 
 BRETHREN, belov'd for Jesus' sake, 
 A hearty welcome here receive; 
 
 May we together now partake 
 
 The joys which he alone can give! 
 
 2. May he, at whose kind care we meet, 
 Send his good Spirit from above; 
 
 Make our communications sweet, 
 And cause our hearts to burn with love! 
 144 
 
CHRISTIAN FELLOWSHIP. 144. 
 
 3. Forgotten be each worldly theme, 
 When thus we meet to pray and praise, 
 
 We only wish to speak of him, 
 And tell the wonders of his grace. 
 
 4. We'll talk of all he did and said, 
 His sufF rings and his dying love, 
 
 The path he mark'd for us to tread, 
 And how he triumphs now above. 
 
 5. Thus as the moments pass away, 
 We'll love, and wonder, and adore; 
 
 Then hasten on the glorious day, 
 
 When we shall meet to part no more. 
 
 HOtN 144. C. M. 
 
 LORD, when together here we meet, 
 And taste thy heav'nly grace; 
 
 Thy smiles are so divinely sweet, 
 We're loath to leave the place. 
 
 2. But, Father, since it is thy will 
 That we must part again; 
 
 O may thy special presence still 
 With ev'ry one remain. 
 
 3. And let us all in Christ be one, 
 Bound with the cords of love; 
 
 k 145 
 
145. CHRISTIAN FELLOWSHIP. 
 
 Till we, before thy glorious throne, 
 Shall joyful meet above. 
 
 4. All sin and sorrow from each heart, 
 
 Shall then for ever fly; 
 Nor shall a thought that we must part, 
 
 Once interrupt our joy. 
 
 HYMN 145. S. M. 
 
 BLEST be the tie that binds 
 Our hearts in Christian love; 
 
 The fellowship of kindred minds. 
 Is like to that above. 
 
 2. Before our Father's throne 
 We pour our ardent pray'rs; 
 
 Our fears, our hopes, our aims are one, 
 Our comforts and our cares. 
 
 3. We share our mutual woes; 
 Our mutual burdens bear; 
 
 And often for each other flows 
 The sympathizing tear. 
 
 4. When we asunder part, 
 It gives us inward pain; 
 
 But we shall still be join'd in heart, 
 And hope to meet again. 
 146 
 
CHRISTIAN FELLOWSHIP. 146. 
 
 5. This glorious hope revives 
 
 Our courage by the way; 
 While each in expectation lives, 
 
 And longs to see the day. 
 
 C. From sorrow, toil and pain, 
 
 And sin, we shall be free; 
 And perfect love and friendship reign 
 
 Through all eternity. 
 
 HYMN 146. C. M. 
 
 SEE, Jesus, thy disciples see, 
 
 The promis'd blessing give! 
 Met in thy name, we look to thee, 
 
 Expecting to receive. 
 
 2. Thee we expect, our faithful Lord, 
 Who in thy name are join'd; 
 
 We wait, according to thy word, 
 Thee in the midst to find. 
 
 3. With us thou art assembled here, 
 But oh! 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; 
 
 147 
 
147. CHRISTIAN FELLOWSHIP. 
 
 Speak peace into our hearts, and say, 
 " The Holy Ghost receive." 
 
 5. Whom now we seek, O may we meet! 
 
 Jesus, the crucified: 
 Show us thy bleeding hands and feet, 
 
 Thou who for us hast died! 
 
 HYMN 147. 7s. 
 
 JESUS, Lord, we look to thee, 
 Let us in thy name agree; 
 Show thyself the Prince of Peace — 
 Bid our jars for ever cease. 
 
 2. By thy reconciling love, 
 Every stumbling-block remove; 
 Each to each unite, endear; 
 Come, and spread thy banner here. 
 
 3. Make us of one heart and mind, 
 Courteous, pitiful, and kind; 
 Lowly, meek in thought and word, 
 Altogether like our Lord. 
 
 4. Let us for each other care, 
 Each the other's burden bear: 
 To thy church the pattern give; 
 Show how true believers live. 
 
 148 
 
CHRISTIAN FELLOWSHIP. 148. 
 
 5. Free from anger and from pride; 
 Let us thus in God abide; 
 
 All the depths of love express, 
 All the heights of holiness. 
 
 6. Let us then with joy remove 
 To the family above; 
 
 On the wings of angels fly; 
 Show how true believers die. 
 
 HYMN 148. CM. 
 
 LIFT up your hearts to things above, 
 
 Ye followers of the Lamb, 
 And join with us to praise his love, 
 
 And glorify his name. 
 
 2. To Jesus' name give thanks and sing 
 Whose mercies never end: 
 
 Rejoice! rejoice! the Lord is King! 
 The King is now our Friend! 
 
 3. We for his sake count all things lob^, 
 On earthly good look down: 
 
 And joyfully sustain the cross, 
 Till we receive the crown. 
 
 4. O let us stir each other up, 
 Our faith by works t' approve, 
 
 149 
 
149, 150. CHRISTIAN FELLOWSHIP. 
 
 By holy, purifying hope, 
 And the sweet task of love. 
 
 HYMN 149. C. M. 
 HOW sweet and heav'nly is the sight, 
 
 When those that fear the Lord, 
 In mutual love and peace unite, 
 
 And thus fulfil his word. 
 
 2. When each can feel his brother's sigh, 
 And with him bear a part; 
 
 When sorrow flows from eye to eye 
 And joy from heart to heart. 
 
 3. When love, in one delightful stream 
 Through every bosom flows; 
 
 And union sweet, and fond esteem, 
 In every action glows. 
 
 4. This is the golden chain that binds 
 The happy souls above; 
 
 And he's an heir of heav' n that finds 
 His bosom fill'd with love. 
 
 HYMN 150. S. M. 
 AND are we yet alive, 
 
 And see each other's face? 
 Glory and praise to Jesus give, 
 For his redeeming grace! 
 150 
 
CHRISTIAN FELLOWSHIP. 151 
 
 Preserv'd by power divine 
 
 To full salvation here, 
 Again in Jesus' praise we join, 
 
 And in his sight appear. 
 
 2. What troubles have we seen! 
 What conflicts have we past! 
 
 Fightings without, and fears within, 
 
 Since we assembled last: 
 But out of all the Lord 
 
 Hath brought us by his love; 
 And still he doth his help afford, 
 
 And hides our life above. 
 
 3. Then let us make our boast 
 Of his redeeming power, 
 
 Which saves us to the uttermost, 
 
 Till we can sin no more: 
 Let us take up the cross, 
 
 Till we the crown obtain, 
 And gladly reckon all things loss, 
 
 So we may Jesus gain. 
 
 HYMN 151. P.M. 
 
 THE Lord's into his garden come, 
 The spices yield a rich perfume, 
 The lilies grow and thrive: 
 
 151 
 
151. CHRISTIAN FELLOWSHIP. 
 
 Refreshing showers of grace divine, 
 From Jesus flow to every vine, 
 And make the dead revive. 
 
 2. O, how this dry and barren ground, 
 In springs of water shall abound, 
 
 A fruitful soil become, 
 The desert blossom as the rose, 
 When Jesus conquers all his foes 
 
 And makes his people one. 
 
 3. The glorious time is coming on, 
 The gracious work is now begun, 
 
 My sout a witness is: 
 I taste and see the pardon free, 
 For all mankind, as well as me; 
 
 Who came to Christ, may live. 
 
 4 The worst of sinners here may find 
 A Saviour merciful and kind, 
 
 Who will them all receive; 
 None are too vile who will repent, 
 Out of one sinner legions went, 
 
 The Lord did him relieve. 
 
 5. Come, brethren dear, who know the 
 
 Lord, 
 And taste the sweetness of his word, 
 In Jesus' ways go on; 
 152 
 
CHRISTIAN FELLOWSHIP. 151. 
 
 Our troubles and our trials here 
 Will only make us richer there, 
 When we arrive at home. 
 
 6. We feel that heaven is now begun, 
 It issues from the sparkling throne — 
 
 From Jesus' throne on high ! 
 It comes in floods we can't contain^ 
 We drink, and drink, and drink again, 
 
 And yet we still are dry. 
 
 7. But when we come to dwell above, 
 And all surround the throne of love, 
 
 We'll drink a full supply; 
 Jesus will lead his armies through, 
 To living fountains where they flow, 
 
 That never will run dry. 
 
 8. 'Tis there we'll reign, and shout, and 
 
 sing, 
 And make the upper regions ring, 
 
 When all the saints get home: 
 Come on, come on, my brethren dear, 
 Soon we shall meet together there, 
 
 For Jesus bids us come. 
 
 9. Amen, Amen, my soul replies, 
 I'm bound to meet you in the skies, 
 
 And claim my mansion there: 
 153 
 
152. LONGING FOR HEAVEN. 
 
 Now here's my heart, and here's my 
 
 hand, 
 To meet you in that heavenly land, 
 Where we shall part no more! 
 
 LONGING FOR HEAVEN. 
 
 HYMN 152. C. M. 
 THERE is an hour of hallowed peace, 
 
 For those with care opprest, 
 When sighs and sorrowing tears shall 
 cease, 
 
 And all be hush'd to rest: 
 'Tis then the soul is freed from fears, 
 
 And doubts that here annoy: 
 Then they that oft had sown in tears, 
 
 Shall reap again in joy. 
 
 2. There is a home of sweet repose, 
 
 Where storms assail no more, 
 The stream of endless pleasure flows 
 
 On that celestial shore: 
 There purity with love appears, 
 
 And bliss without alloy; 
 There, they that oft had sown in tears, 
 
 Shall reap eternal joy. 
 154 
 
LONGING FOR HEAVEN. 153. 
 
 HYMN 153. C. M. 
 
 THERE is a land of pure delight, 
 
 Where saints immortal reign, 
 Infinite day excludes the night, 
 
 And pleasures banish pain. 
 There everlasting spring abides, 
 
 And never-withering flowers: 
 Death, like a narrow sea, divides 
 
 This heavenly land from ours. 
 
 2. Sweet fields beyond the swelling flood 
 Stand dressed in living green; 
 
 So to the Jews old Canaan stood, 
 While Jordan roll'd between. 
 
 But timorous mortals start and shrink 
 To cross this narrow sea, 
 
 And linger, shivering on the brink, 
 And fear to launch away. 
 
 3. Oh, could we make our doubts remove, 
 Those gloomy doubts that rise, 
 
 And see the Canaan that we love, 
 
 With unbeclouded eyes! 
 Could we but climb where Moses stood, 
 
 And view the landscape o'er, 
 Not Jordan's stream, nor death's cold 
 flood, 
 Should fright us from the shore. 
 155 
 
154. LONGING FOR HEAVEN. 
 
 HYMN 154. C. M. 
 JERUSALEM! my happy home! 
 
 Name ever dear to me! 
 When shall my labours have an end, 
 
 In joy, and peace, and thee? 
 
 2. O when, thou city of my God, 
 Shall I thy courts ascend? 
 
 Where congregations ne'er break up, 
 And sabbaths have no end! 
 
 3. There happier bowers than Eden's 
 
 bloom, 
 Nor sin nor sorrow know; 
 Blest seats! through rude and stormy 
 
 scenes, 
 1 onward press to you. 
 
 4. Why should I shrink at pain and wo, 
 Or feel, at death, dismay? 
 
 I've Canaan's goodly land in view, 
 And realms of endless day. 
 
 5. Apostles, martyrs, prophets, there 
 Around my Saviour stand: 
 
 And soon my friends in Christ below 
 Will join the glorious band. 
 
 6. Jerusalem! my happy home! 
 My soul still pants for theej 
 
 156 
 
LONGING FOR HEAVEN. 155. 
 
 Then shall my labours have an end, 
 When 1 thy joys shall see. 
 
 HYMN 155. lis. 
 I WOULD not live ahvay, I ask not to 
 
 stay, 
 Where storm after storm rises dark o'er 
 
 the way; 
 The few lucid moments that dawn on us 
 
 here, 
 Are follow'd by gloom and beclouded 
 
 with fear. 
 I would not live alway; no, blest is the 
 
 tomb; 
 Since Jesus has died, I will welcome its 
 
 gloom; 
 There sweet be my rest, till he bid me 
 
 arise, 
 To hail him in triumph, descending the 
 
 skies. 
 
 2. I would not live alway, remote from 
 
 my God, 
 An exile from heaven, that blissful 
 
 abode ; — 
 Where rivers of pleasure flow o'er the 
 
 bright plains, 
 And the noontide of glory eternally 
 
 reigns: 
 
 157 
 
156. LONGING FOR HEAVEN. 
 
 There saints of all ages in harmony 
 
 sweet, 
 Their Saviour and Brother transported 
 
 to greet; 
 While anthems of rapture unceasingly 
 
 roll, 
 And the smile of the Lord is the feast of 
 
 the soul. 
 
 HYMN 156. P. M. 
 HEAV'N is the place where troubles 
 cease, 
 Where toils and tears are o'er; 
 The blissful clime of rest and peace, 
 
 Where cares distract no more. 
 And not the shadow of distress 
 Dims its unsullied blessedness. 
 
 2. Heav'n is the place where Jesus lives, 
 To plead his dying blood; 
 
 While to his prayers his Father gives 
 
 An unknown multitude: 
 Whose hopes and tongues thro' endless 
 
 days, 
 Shall crown his head with songs of 
 
 praise. 
 
 3. Heav'n is the dwelling place of joy, 
 The home of light and love; 
 
 158 
 
LONGING FOR HEAVEN. 157, 
 
 Where faith and hope in rapture die, 
 
 And ransom'd souls above 
 Enjoy, before th' eternal throne, 
 Bliss everlasting and unknown. 
 
 HYMN 157. P. M. 
 FRIEND after friend departs; 
 
 Who hath not lost a friend? 
 There is no union here of hearts, 
 
 That finds not here an end. 
 Were this frail world our final rest, 
 Living or dying, none were blest. 
 
 2. Beyond the flight of time, 
 Beyond the reign of death, 
 
 There surely is some blessed clime, 
 
 Where life is not a breath, 
 Nor life's affections transient fire, 
 Whose sparks fly upward and expire. 
 
 3. There is a world above, 
 Where parting is unknown; 
 
 A long eternity of love, 
 
 Form'd for the good alone: 
 And faith beholds the dying here, 
 Translated to that glorious sphere. 
 
 4. Thus star b} T star declines, 
 Till all are pass'd away; 
 
 159 
 
158. LONGING FOR HEAVEN. 
 
 As morning high and higher shines 
 
 To pure and perfect day. 
 Nor sink those stars in empty night. 
 But hide themselves in heaven's own 
 light. 
 
 HYMN 158. C. M. 
 
 ON Jordan's stormy banks 1 stand, 
 
 And cast a wishful eye 
 To Canaan's fair and happy land, 
 
 Where my possessions lie. 
 
 2. O the transporting, rapturous scene 
 That rises to my sight! 
 
 Sweet fields, arrayed in living green, 
 And rivers of delight! 
 
 3. On all those wide-extended plains, 
 Shines one eternal day; 
 
 There God the Son for ever reigns, 
 And scatters night away. 
 
 4. No chilling winds, nor poisonous 
 
 breath, 
 Can reach that healthful shore; 
 Sickness and sorrow, pain and death, 
 Are felt and feared no more. 
 160 
 
LONGING FOR HEAVEN. 159. 
 
 5. When shall 1 reach that happy place, 
 
 And be for ever blest? 
 When shall I see my Father's face, 
 
 And in his bosom rest? 
 
 HYMN 159. 1,6. 
 
 FROM ev'ry earthly pleasure, 
 
 From ev'ry transient joy, 
 From ev'ry mortal treasure 
 
 That soon will fade and die: 
 No longer these desiring, 
 
 Upward our wishes tend, 
 To nobler bliss aspiring, 
 
 And joys that never end. 
 
 2. From ev'ry piercing sorrow 
 That heaves our breast to-day, 
 
 Or threatens us to-morrow, 
 
 Hope turns our eyes away; 
 On wings of faith ascending, 
 
 We see the land of light: 
 And feel our sorrows ending 
 
 In infinite delight. 
 
 3. 'Tis true we are but strangers 
 And sojourners below; 
 
 And countless snares and dangers 
 Surround the path we go; 
 
 L 161 
 
160. LONGING FOR HEAVEN. 
 
 Though painful and distressing, 
 
 There is a rest above, 
 And onward we are pressing 
 
 To reach that land of love. 
 
 HYMN 160. L. M. 
 
 I'M glad that I am born to die, 
 From grief and wo my soul shall fly; 
 Bright angels shall convey me home,. 
 Away to new Jerusalem. 
 
 Hallelujah.' 
 
 2. I'll praise him while he lends me 
 
 breath, 
 1 hope to praise him after death, 
 I hope to praise him when I die, 
 And shout salvation as I fly! 
 
 Hallelujah! 
 
 3. Farewell, vain world, I'm going home, 
 My Saviour smiles, and bids me come; 
 Sweet angels beckon me away, 
 
 To sing God's praise in endless day. 
 Hallelujah! 
 
 4. I soon shall pass the vale of death, 
 And in his arms I'll lose my breath; 
 
 162 
 
LONGING FOR HEAVEN. 161. 
 
 And then my happy soul shall tell, 
 My Jesus has done all things well! 
 
 Hallelujah* 
 
 5. I soon shall hear the awful sound, 
 Awake, ye nations under ground; 
 Arise, and drop your dying shrouds, 
 And meet King Jesus in the clouds. 
 
 Hallelujah', 
 
 6. When to that blessed world I rise, 
 And join the anthems in the skies, 
 This note above the rest shall swell, 
 My Jesus has done all things well. - 
 
 Hallelvjahl 
 
 7. Then shall I see my blessed God, 
 And praise him in his bright abode; 
 My theme through all eternity, 
 Shall glory, glory, glory be! 
 
 Hallelujaht 
 
 HYMN 161. 8, 6. 
 
 THERE is an hour of peaceful rest, 
 
 To mourning wanderers giv'n: 
 There is a tear for souls distress'd, 
 A balm for every wounded breast: 
 'Tis found alone in heav'n. 
 
 163 
 
162. LONGING FOR HEAVEN. 
 
 2. There is a home for weary souls, 
 By sins and sorrows driv'n; 
 
 When toss'd on life's tempestuous shoals, 
 Where storms arise — and ocean rolls, 
 And all is drear — but heav'n. 
 
 3. There faith lifts up the tearless eye, 
 The heart with anguish riv'n; 
 
 It views the tempest passing by, 
 Sees evening shadows quickly fly, 
 And all serene — in heav'n. 
 
 4. There fragrant flowers immortal bloom, 
 And joys supreme are giv'n; 
 
 There rays divine disperse the gloom, 
 Beyond the dark and narrow tomb 
 Appears the dawn — of heav'n. 
 
 HYMN 162. P. M. 
 
 OH! when shall 1 see Jesus, 
 
 And reign with him above; 
 And from that flowing fountain 
 
 Drink everlasting love? 
 When shall I be delivered 
 
 From this vain world of sin, 
 And with my blessed Jesus 
 
 Drink endless pleasures in.* 
 164 
 
LONGING FOR HEAVEN. 162. 
 
 2. But now I am a soldier, 
 My Captain's gone before, 
 
 He's given me my orders, 
 And bid me not give o'er; 
 
 And since be bas prov'd faithful, 
 A righteous crown he'll give, 
 
 And all his valiant soldiers 
 Eternal life shall have. 
 
 3. Through grace, I am determined 
 To conquer, though I die; 
 
 And then away to Jesus, 
 
 On wings of love, I'll fly! 
 Farewell to sin and sorrow, 
 
 I bid you all adieu; 
 Then, O my friends, prove faithful, 
 
 And on your way pursue. 
 
 4. "Whene'er you meet with troubles 
 And trials on your way, 
 
 O cast your care on Jesus, 
 
 And don't forget to pray; 
 Gird on the heavenly armour 
 
 Of faith, and hope, and love; 
 Then, when the combat's ended, 
 
 He'll carry you above. 
 
 165 
 
163, 164. FAMILY WORSHIP. 
 
 FAMILY WORSHIP. 
 
 HYMN 163. P. M. 
 THRO' the day thy love has spared us 
 
 Now we lay us down to rest; 
 Thro' the silent watches guard us 
 
 Let no foe our peace molest: ' 
 Jesus, thou our refuge be, 
 "While we sweetly trust in thee. 
 
 2. Pilgrims here on earth, and strangers, 
 Dwelling in the midst of foes; 
 
 fetill beset with snares and dangers 
 Let us in thine arms repose- 
 
 And when life's short day is past, 
 
 Kest with thee in heav'n at last. 
 
 HYMN 164. L. M. 
 THUS far the Lord has led me on- 
 
 Thus far his pow'r prolongs my days- 
 And every evening shall make known 
 
 feome tresh memorial of his grace. 
 
 2. Much of my time has run to waste, i 
 And I perhaps am near my home: 
 
 But he forgives my follies past, 
 And gives me strength for days to come. 
 166 
 
FAMILY WORSHIP. 165. 
 
 3. I lay my body down to sleep; 
 Peace is the pillow for my head; 
 
 While well-appointed angels keep 
 Their watchful stations near my bed. 
 
 4. In vain the sons of earth or hell 
 Tell me a thousand frightful things; 
 
 My God in safety makes me dwell 
 Beneath the shadow of his wings. 
 
 5. Thus, when the night of death shall 
 
 come, 
 My flesh shall rest beneath the ground, 
 And wait thy voice to rouse my tomb, 
 With sweet salvation in the sound. 
 
 HYMN 165. CM. 
 
 THRO' all the dangers of the night, 
 Preserved, O Lord! by thee; 
 
 Again we hail the cheerful light, 
 Again we bow the knee. 
 
 2. Preserve us, Lord! throughout the day, 
 
 And guide us by thy arm; 
 For they are safe, and only they, 
 
 Whom thou dost keep from harm. 
 167 
 
166. FAMILY WORSHIP. 
 
 3. Let all our words, and all our ways, 
 Declare that we are thine, 
 
 That so the light of truth and grace 
 Before the world may shine. 
 
 4. Let us ne'er turn away from thee; 
 Dear Saviour, hold us fast, 
 
 Till, with immortal eyes, we see 
 Thy glorious face at last. 
 
 HYMN 166. C. M. 
 
 THE morning breaks; my voice I raise 
 
 To thee, great God above! 
 Accept my prayer, my feeble praise, 
 
 In kindness and in love. 
 
 2. Forgive the crimes that I have done; 
 My follies I deplore; 
 
 And since another day's begun, 
 O may 1 love thee more. 
 
 3. Preserve me from all ill, I pray, 
 And guide me with thine eye, 
 
 And grant through every hour I may 
 On grace divine rely. 
 
 4. Keep me from sinful thoughts, O Lord, 
 And make my heart sincere; 
 
 168 
 
FAMILY WORSHIP. 167, 168. 
 
 Make me to read thy holy word 
 With reverence and fear. 
 
 5. Then shall I be prepared below 
 
 For thy eternal home; 
 Where pleasures like a river flow, 
 
 And sorrows never come. 
 
 HYMN 167. L.M. 
 
 O GOD! I thank thee that the night 
 In peace and rest has passed away; 
 
 And that I see my Father's smile, 
 In this fair light that makes it day. 
 
 2. Be thou my guide, and let me live 
 As under thy all-seeing eye; 
 
 Supply my wants, my sins forgive, 
 And make me happy when I die. 
 
 HYMN 168. L. M. 
 
 AWAKE, my soul, and with the sun 
 Thy daily stage of duty run; 
 Shake off dull sloth, and early rise 
 To pay thy morning sacrifice. 
 
 2. Glory to Thee, who safe hast kept, 
 And hast refreshed me, while I slept; 
 169 
 
169. FAMILY WORSHIF. 
 
 Grant Lord, when I from death shall 
 
 wake, 
 I may of endless life partake. 
 
 3. Lord, I my vows to thee renew, 
 Scatter my sins as morning dew- 
 Ixuard my first springs of thought and 
 will, ° 
 
 And with thyself my spirit fill. 
 
 4. Direct, control, suggest, this day, 
 All 1 design, or do, or say; 
 That all my powers, with all their 
 
 might, 
 In thy sole glory may unite. 
 
 HYMN 169. C. M. 
 
 % SATURDAY NIGHT. 
 
 BEGONE, my worldly cares away, 
 
 JNor dare to tempt my sight; 
 Let me begin th' ensuino- day' 
 
 Before I end this night. 
 
 2. Yes let the work of pray ' r and praise 
 Employ my heart and toncnie; 
 
 Vegm, my soul!-thy Sabbath days 
 Can never be too long. 
 170 
 
FAMILY WORSHIP. 170, 
 
 3. Let the past mercies of the week 
 Excite a grateful frame; 
 
 Not let my tongue refuse to speak 
 Some good of Jesus' name. 
 
 4. On wings of expectation borne, 
 My hopes to heav'n ascend: 
 
 I long to welcome in the morn, 
 With thee the day to spend. 
 
 HYMN 170. L. M. 
 
 SABBATH MORNING. 
 
 LORD of the Sabbath and its light! 
 
 I hail thy hallowed day of rest; 
 It is my weary soul's delight, 
 
 The solace of my care-worn breast. 
 
 2. Its dewy morn, its glowing noon, 
 Its tranquil eve, its solemn night, 
 
 Pass sweetly; but they pass too soon, 
 And leave me sadden'd at this flight: 
 
 3. Yet, sweetly as they glide along, 
 And hallowed tho' the calm they yield, 
 
 Transporting tho' their rapturous song, 
 Tho' heav'nly visions seem reveal'd, 
 
 4. My soul is desolate and drear, 
 My silent harp untuned remains, 
 
 171 
 
171. FAMILY WORSHIP. 
 
 Unless, my Saviour, thou art near, 
 To heal ray wounds, and soothe my 
 pains. 
 
 5. O Jesus, ever let me hail 
 
 Thy presence with thy day of rest, 
 
 Then will thy servant never fail 
 To deem thy Sabbath doubly blest. 
 
 HYMN 171. L. M. 
 
 SABBATH EVENING. 
 
 ANOTHER day has pass'd along-, 
 And we are nearer to the tomb; 
 
 Nearer to join the heav'nly song, 
 Or hear the last eternal doom. 
 
 2. Sweet is the light of Sabbath eve, 
 And soft the sunbeams ling'ring there, 
 
 For these blest hours the world 1 leave, 
 Wafted on wings of faith and prayer! 
 
 3. The time, how lovely and how still! 
 Peace shines and smiles on all below: 
 
 The plain, the stream, the wood, the hill, 
 All fair with evening's setting glow. 
 
 4. Season of rest! the tranquil soul 
 Feels the sweet calm, and melts in love; 
 
 172 
 
FAMILY WORSHIP. 172. 
 
 And while these sacred moments roll 
 Faith sees a smiling heav'n above. 
 
 5. Nor will our days of toil be long, 
 Our pilgrimage will soon be trod: 
 
 And we shall join the ceaseless song, 
 The endless Sabbath of our God. 
 
 HYMN 172. S. M. 
 
 THE power to bless my house, 
 
 Belongs to God alone; 
 Yet rendering him my constant vows, 
 
 He sends his blessings down. 
 
 2. Shall I not then engage 
 My house to serve the Lord, 
 
 To search the soul-converting page, 
 And feed upon his word! — 
 
 3. To ask with faith and hope 
 The grace our God supplies, — 
 
 In prayer and praise to offer up 
 Our daily sacrifice? 
 
 4. Saviour of men, incline 
 
 The hearts which thou hast made, 
 Which thou hast bought with blood di- 
 vine, 
 To ask thy prdmis'd-aid. 
 
 173 
 
173, 174. FAMILY WORSHIP. 
 
 5. Me and my house receive, 
 
 Thy family t' increase, 
 And Jet us in thy favour live, 
 
 And let us die in peace. 
 
 HYMN 173. S. M. 
 SEE how the morning sun 
 
 Pursues his shining way; 
 And wide proclaims his Maker's praise, 
 
 With every bright'ning ray. 
 
 2. Thus would my rising soul 
 Its heavenly Parent sing; 
 
 And to its great Original 
 The humble tribute bring. 
 
 3. Serene I laid me down 
 Beneath his guardian care; 
 
 I slept, and 1 awoke, and found 
 My kind Preserver near! 
 
 4. My life 1 would anew 
 Devote, O Lord, to thee; 
 
 And in thy service I would spend 
 A long eternity. 
 
 HYMN 174. C. M. 
 I LOVE to steal awhile away 
 From every cumb'ring care, 
 174 
 
FAMILY WORSHIP, 174. 
 
 And spend the hours of setting day 
 In humble, grateful prayer. 
 
 2. I love in solitude to shed 
 The penitential tear, 
 
 And all his promises to plead, 
 Where none but God can hear. 
 
 3. I love to think on mercies past, 
 And future good implore, 
 
 And all my cares and sorrows cast 
 On him whom I adore. 
 
 4. 1 love by faith to take a view 
 Of brighter scenes in heav'n: 
 
 The prospect doth my strength renew,, 
 While here by tempests driv'n. 
 
 5. Thus, when life's toilsome day is o'er,. 
 May its departing ray 
 
 Be calm as this impressive hour, 
 And lead to endless day. 
 
 175 
 
175. MISSIONARY. 
 
 MISSIONARY HYMNS. 
 
 HYMN 175. 7,6. 
 
 FROM Greenland's icy mountains, 
 
 From India's coral strand, 
 Where Afric's sunny fountains 
 
 Roll down their golden sand: 
 From many an ancient river, 
 
 From many a palmy plain, 
 They call us to deliver 
 
 Their land from error's chain. 
 
 2. What though the spicy breezes 
 Blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle, 
 
 Though ev'ry prospect pleases, 
 
 And only man is vile; 
 In vain with lavish kindness 
 
 The gifts of God are strown, 
 The heathen in his blindness 
 
 Bows down to wood and stone. 
 
 3. Shall we, whose souls are lighted 
 With wisdom from on high,— 
 
 Shall we to men benighted 
 The lamp of life deny? 
 176 
 
MISSIONARY. 176. 
 
 Salvation! O salvation! 
 
 The joyful sound proclaim, 
 Till earth's remotest nation 
 
 Has learned Messiah's name, 
 
 4, Waft, waft, ye winds, his story, 
 
 And you, ye waters, roll, 
 Till, like a sea of glory, 
 
 It spreads from pole to pole: 
 Till o'er our ransom'd nature, 
 
 The Lamb for sinners slain, 
 Redeemer, King, Creator, 
 
 In bliss returns to reign! 
 
 HYMN 176. 7, 6. 
 
 ON Thibet's snow-capt mountains, 
 
 O'er Afric's burning sand, 
 Where roll the fiery fountains 
 
 Adown Hawaii's strand — 
 In every distant nation, 
 
 The mighty globe around, 
 The heralds of salvation 
 
 The gospel trumpet sound. 
 
 2. In golden armour blazing 
 They press their onward way, 
 
 And high in air upraising, 
 The glorious cross display: 
 M 177 
 
177. MISSIONARY. 
 
 Away their weapons hurling, 
 The warring nations cease, 
 
 And hail with joy, unfurling 
 The banneret of peace. 
 
 3. Where sin hath fix'd her dwelling, 
 Where Death the tyrant reigns, 
 
 The heavenly notes are swelling 
 In loudest, sweetest strains; 
 
 They breathe — the bones are shaken, 
 And clothed with flesh, arise, — 
 
 They bid the dead awaken 
 To glory in the skies. 
 
 4. What though hell's fiery regions 
 Pour forth their dread array! 
 
 Look up! — angelic legions 
 
 Attend you on your way. 
 March on, ye sons of heaven, 
 
 This precious promise sing — 
 " The heathen shall be given 
 
 To Christ, our glorious King!" 
 
 HYMN 177. 7, 6. 
 
 THE morning light is breaking, 
 
 The darkness disappears, 
 The sons of earth are waking 
 
 To penitential tears: 
 178 
 
MISSIONARY. 177. 
 
 Each breeze that sweeps the ocean 
 
 Brings tidings from afar, 
 Of nations in commotion, 
 
 Prepar'd for Zion's war. 
 
 2. Rich dews of grace come o'er us, 
 In many a gentle show'r, 
 
 And brighter scenes before us 
 
 Are opening ev'ry hour: 
 Each cry to heaven going, 
 
 Abundant answers brings, 
 And heav'nly gales are blowing, 
 
 With peace upon their wings. 
 
 3. See heathen nations bending 
 Before the God we love, 
 
 And thousand hearts ascending 
 
 In gratitude above; 
 "While sinners, now confessing, 
 
 The gospel call obey, 
 And seek the Saviour's blessing, 
 
 A nation in a day. 
 
 4. Blest river of salvation! 
 Pursue thy onward way, 
 
 Flow thou to every nation, 
 
 Nor in thy richness stay; 
 Stay not till all the lowly, 
 
 Triumphant reach their home, 
 179 
 
178. MISSIONARY. 
 
 Stay not, till all the holy 
 Proclaim, the Lord is come! 
 
 HYMN 173. 7, 6. 
 
 HAIL, to the Lord's anointed! 
 
 Great David's greater Son; 
 Hail, in the time appointed, 
 
 His reign on earth begun! 
 He comes to break oppression, 
 
 To set the captive free; 
 To take away transgression, 
 
 And rule in equity. 
 
 2. He comes, with succour speedy, 
 To those who suffer wrong; 
 
 To help the poor and needy, 
 And bid the weak be strong; 
 
 To give them songs for sighing, 
 Their darkness turn to light, 
 
 Whose souls, condemn'd and dying 
 Were precious in his sight. 
 
 3. He shall come down like showers 
 Upon the fruitful earth, 
 
 And love, and joy, like flowers, 
 Spring in his path to birth: 
 
 Before him, on the mountains, 
 Shall peace, the herald, go, 
 180 
 
MISSIONARY. 179. 
 
 And righteousness, in fountains, 
 From hill to valley flow. 
 
 4. For him shall prayer unceasing, 
 
 And daily vows ascend; 
 His kingdom still increasing, 
 
 A kingdom without end: 
 The tide of time shall never 
 
 His covenant remove; 
 His name shall stand for ever: 
 
 That name to us is — Love! 
 
 HYMN 179. 7,6. 
 
 ROLL on, thou mighty ocean! 
 
 And as thy billows flow, 
 Bear messengers of mercy 
 
 To every land below, — 
 Arise, ye gales, and waft them 
 
 Safe to the destin'd shore; 
 That man may sit in darkness, 
 
 And death's black shade no more. 
 
 2. O thou, eternal Ruler! 
 
 Who holdest in thine arm 
 The tempests of the ocean, 
 
 Deliver them from harm! 
 Thy presence still be with them, 
 
 Wherever they may be; 
 
 181 
 
180. MISSIONARY. 
 
 Tho' far from those who love them, 
 O let them be with thee! 
 
 HYMN 180. 8, 7, 4. 
 
 YES! we trust the day is breaking; 
 
 Joyful times are near at hand: 
 God, the mighty God, is speaking 
 
 By his word in ev'ry land! 
 When he chooses, 
 
 Darkness flies at his command. 
 
 2. Let us hail the joyful season; 
 Let us hail the dawning ray: 
 
 When the Lord appears, there's reason 
 To expect a glorious day; 
 
 At his presence 
 Gloom and darkness flee away. 
 
 3. While the foe becomes more daring; 
 While he enters like a flood; 
 
 God, the Saviour, is preparing 
 Means to spread his truth abroad; 
 
 Ev'ry language 
 Soon shall teach the love of God. 
 
 4. God of Jacob, high and glorious, 
 Let thy people see thy hand; 
 
 182 
 
MISSIONARY. 181. 
 
 Let the gospel be victorious, 
 Through the world in ev'ry land: 
 
 And the idols 
 Perish, Lord, at thy command. 
 
 HYMN 181. 8,7,4. 
 
 O'ER the gloomy hills of darkness; 
 
 Cheer'd by no celestial ray, 
 Sun of Righteousness, arising, 
 
 Bring the bright, the glorious day; 
 Send the gospel 
 
 To the earth's remotest bound. 
 
 2. Kingdoms wide that sit in darkness! 
 Grant them, Lord, the glorious light; 
 
 And from eastern coast to western, 
 May the morning chase the night; 
 
 And redemption, 
 Freely purchas'd, win the day. 
 
 3. Fly abroad, thou mighty gospel! 
 Win and conquer, never cease; 
 
 May thy lasting, wide dominions 
 Multiply and still increase; 
 
 Sway thy sceptre, 
 Saviour, all the world around. 
 183 
 
182. MISSIONARY. 
 
 HYMN 182. 8.7,4. 
 
 ON the mountain's top appearing, 
 Lo, the sacred herald stands; 
 
 Welcome news to Zion bearing, 
 Zion long in hostile lands: 
 
 Mourning captive, 
 God himself will loose thy bands. 
 
 2. Has thy night been long and mournful, 
 All thy friends unfaithful prov'd? 
 
 Have thy foes been proud and scornful, 
 By thy sighs and tears unmov'd? 
 
 Cease thy mourning, 
 Zion still is well belov'd. 
 
 3. God, thy God will now restore thee! 
 He himself appears thy friend: 
 
 All thy foes shall flee before thee, 
 Here their boasts and triumphs end; 
 
 Great deliverance 
 Zion's King vouchsafes to send. 
 
 4. Peace and joy shall now attend thee, 
 All thy warfare now is past, 
 
 God, thy Saviour, shall defend thee, 
 Peace and joy are come at last: 
 
 All thy conflicts 
 End in everlasting rest. 
 184 
 
MISSIONARY. i«3, 184. 
 
 HYMN 183. 8, 7, 4. 
 
 MEN of God, go take your stations, 
 Darkness reigns throughout the earth; 
 
 Go, proclaim among the nations, 
 Joyful news of heavenly birth! 
 
 Bear the tidings 
 Of the Saviour's matchless worth! 
 
 2. What tho' earth and hell united, 
 Should oppose the Saviour's plan? 
 
 Plead his cause, nor be affrighted: 
 Fear ye not the face of man: 
 
 Vain their tumult, 
 Stop his work they never cam 
 
 3. When exposed to fearful dangers, 
 Jesus will his own defend: 
 
 Borne afar 'midst foes and strangers, 
 Jesus will appear your friend. 
 
 And his presence 
 Shall be with you to the end. 
 
 HYMN 184. 8, 7, 4. 
 biissionabt's fabewell. 
 
 YES, my native land, 1 love thee, 
 All thy scenes I love them well; 
 
 185 
 
184. MISSIONARY. 
 
 Friends, connexions, happy country! 
 Can I bid you all farewell? 
 
 Can I leave you — 
 Far in heathen lands to dwell? 
 
 2. Home! thy joys are passing lovely, 
 Joys no stranger heart can tell; 
 
 Happy home! 'tis sure I love thee! 
 Can I — can I say — farewell? 
 
 Can I leave thee — 
 Far in heathen lands to dwell? 
 
 3. Scenes of sacred peace and pleasure, 
 Holy days, and Sabbath bell, 
 
 Richest, brightest, sweetest treasure! 
 Can 1 say at last — farewell? 
 
 Can I leave you — 
 Far in heathen lands to dwell? 
 
 4. Yes: I hasten from you gladly, 
 From the scenes I love so well! 
 
 Far away, ye billows bear me; 
 Lovely native land, farewell! 
 
 Pleased I leave thee — 
 Far in heathen lands to dwell. 
 
 5. In the deserts let me labour, 
 On the mountains let me tell 
 
 186 
 
MISSIONARY. 185. 
 
 How he died, the blessed Saviour ! 
 To redeem a world from hell! 
 
 Let me hasten 
 Far in heathen lands to dwell. 
 
 6. Bear me on, thou restless ocean; 
 
 Let the winds my canvass swell ; — 
 Heaves my breast with warm emotion, 
 
 While 1 go far hence to dwell; 
 Glad I bid thee, 
 
 Native land! — Farewell! — Farewell! 
 
 HYMN 185. 7s. 
 
 SEE that heathen mother stand 
 Where the sacred currents flow; 
 
 With her own maternal hand, 
 'Mid the waves her infant throw! 
 
 2. Hark! I hear the piteous scream; 
 Frightful monsters seize their prey; 
 
 Or the dark and bloody stream 
 Bears the struggling child away ! 
 
 3. Fainter now, and fainter still, 
 Breaks the cry upon the ear; 
 
 But the mother's heart is steel, 
 She, unmov'd, that cry can hear, 
 187 
 
186 MISSIONARY. 
 
 4. Send, O send the Bible there: 
 Let its precepts reach the heart; 
 
 She may then her children spare, 
 She may act the mother's part. 
 
 HYMN ISC. L. M. 
 
 THY people, Lord, who trust thy word, 
 And wait the smilings of thy face, 
 
 Assemble round thy mercy-seat, 
 And plead the promise of thy grace. 
 
 2. We consecrate these hours to thee, 
 Thy sov'ieign mercy to entreat; 
 
 And feel some animating hope, 
 We shall divine acceptance meet. 
 
 3. Hast thou not promis'd to thy Son, 
 That his dominion shall extend, 
 
 Till ev'ry tongue shall call him Lord, 
 And ev'ry knee before him bend? 
 
 4. Now let the happy time appear, 
 The time to favour Zion come; 
 
 Send forth thy heralds far and near, 
 To call thy banish'd people home. 
 188 
 
MISSIONARY. 187, 188.' 
 
 HYMN 187. L.M. 
 
 THE trump of Israel's jubilee 
 Shall sound aloud from Calvary, 
 And bid the wand'ring exiles, " Come, 
 And find in Zion still a home." 
 
 2. Israel shall hear — that thrilling sound 
 Shall reach to earth's remotest bound, 
 And gather to that holy place 
 
 The fugitives of Jacob's race. 
 
 3. Their exil'd tribes shall yet return, 
 Shall come to Calvary and mourn; 
 And, bow'd beneath Messiah's sway, 
 With willing hearts his rule obey. 
 
 HYMN 188. L. M. 
 
 THAT mighty angel, to whose hand 
 The everlasting word is giv'n, 
 
 Waves his broad wing o'er sea and land, 
 And soaring, cleaves the vault of 
 heav'n. 
 
 2. And say— shall aught oppose his 
 flight?- ^ 
 
 Aught dim with clouds his flaming 
 scroll? 
 
 189 
 
189. MISSIONARY. 
 
 No! — not till truth with holy light 
 Shall visit ev'ry heathen soul! 
 
 3. Not till blest Peace shall spring to 
 birth; 
 
 Till hatred sheath his useless sword; 
 Not till the nations of the earth 
 
 Become the kingdoms of the Lord. 
 
 HYMN 169. L.M. 
 
 SOV'REIGN of worlds! display thy 
 
 pow'r, 
 Be this thy Zion's favour'd hour; 
 Bid the bright morning Star arise, 
 And point the nations to the skies. 
 
 2. Set up thy throne where Satan reigns, 
 On Afric's shore, on India's plains, 
 
 On wilds and continents unknown; 
 And be the universe thine own. 
 
 3. Speak! and the world shall hear thy 
 
 voice; 
 Speak! and the desert shall rejoice; 
 Scatter the gloom of heathen night, 
 And bid all nations hail the light. 
 190 
 
MISSIONARY. 190, 191. 
 
 HYMN 190. L. M. 
 MILLIONS there are on heathen ground, 
 "Who never heard the gospel's sound} 
 Lord, send it forth, and let it run, 
 Swift and reviving as the sun. 
 
 2. Guide thou their lips, who stand to tell 
 Sinners the way that leads from hell: 
 To those who give, do thou impart 
 
 A gen'ious, wise, and tender heart. 
 
 3. Lord, crown their zeal, reward their 
 
 care, 
 That in thy grace they all may share; 
 And those who now in darkness dwell, 
 Deliv'rance sing from guilt and hell. 
 
 HYMN 191. 8, 7. 4. 
 
 WHO, but thou, Almighty Spirit, 
 Can the heathen world reclaim? 
 
 Men may preach, but till thou favour, 
 Heathens will be still the same: 
 Mighty Spirit! 
 
 Witness to the Saviour's name. 
 
 2. Thou hast promis'd by the prophets, 
 Glorious light in latter days: 
 
 ' 191 
 
192. MISSIONARY. 
 
 Come, and bless bewilder'd nations, 
 Change our pray'rs and tears to praise; 
 
 Fromis'd Spirit' 
 Round the world diffuse thy rays. 
 
 3. All our hopes, and pray'rs, and labours, 
 Must be vain without thine aid: 
 
 But thou wilt not disappoint us — 
 All is true that thou hast said; 
 
 Faithful Spirit! 
 O'er the world thine influence shed. 
 
 HYMN 192. 8, 7. 
 HARK! a cry among the nations! 
 
 " Come, and let us seek the Lord: 
 Vain our former expectations; 
 
 Vain the idols we ador'd: 
 Zion's King is God alone, 
 Let us bow before his throne." 
 
 2. See! from ev'ry quarter flowing, 
 Joyful crowds assemble round: 
 
 Love, in ev'ry heart is glowing: 
 Praise is heard in ev'ry sound; 
 While Jehovah shows his face, 
 Glory fills the sacred place. 
 
 3. Weapons meant for mutual slaughter 
 Now are instruments of peace; 
 
 192 
 
MISSIONARY. 193. 
 
 They who taste the living water, 
 
 Learn from war and strife to cease: 
 Jesus reigns — the earth is still — 
 All the nations do his will. 
 
 HYMN 193. C. M. 
 
 SHEPHERD of Israel, thou didst lead 
 Thy flock the desert through, 
 
 And from between the Cherubim 
 Thy beaming mercy show. 
 
 2. And tho' their sins provok'd thee oft 
 To give them for a prey, 
 
 Yet didst thou for thy mercies' sake 
 Oft turn thy wrath away. 
 
 3. But now for ages they have been 
 Far banish'd from thy sight, 
 
 Wand'ring through all the earth, as those 
 In whom is no delight. 
 
 4. Yet is thy word of promise sure, 
 That they shall be restor'd, 
 
 And with the Gentile church unite 
 To love and serve the Lord. 
 
 5. Our faith in expectation waits 
 With ever longing eyes; 
 
 n 193 
 
194,195. FLIGHT OF TIME. 
 
 Oh, bid the shadows flee away — 
 That glorious morning rise. 
 
 HYMN 194. L. M. 
 
 ARISE, great God, and let thy grace 
 Shed its glad beams on Jacob's race; 
 Restore the long lost, scatter'd band, 
 And call them to their native land. 
 
 2. Their mis'ry let thy mercy heal, 
 Their trespass hide, their pardon seal; 
 O God of Israel, hear our pray'r, 
 And grant them still thy love to share. 
 
 3. How long shall Jacob's offspring prove 
 The sad suspension of thy love? 
 
 Say, shall thy wrath perpetual burn? 
 And wilt thou ne'er, appeas'd, return? 
 
 4. Thy quick'ning Spirit now impart, 
 And wake to joy each grateful heart, 
 While Israel's rescu'd tribes in thee 
 Their bliss and full salvation see. 
 
 FLIGHT OF TIME. 
 HYMN 195. C. P. M. 
 LO! on a narrow neck of land, 
 'Twixt two unbounded seas I stand, 
 
 194 
 
FLIGHT OF TIME. 196. 
 
 Yet how insensible! 
 A point of time — a moment's space, 
 Removes me to yon heav'nly place, 
 
 Or, shuts me up in hell! 
 
 2. O God, my inmost soul convert; 
 And deeply on my thoughtless heart 
 
 Eternal things impress; 
 Give me to feel their solemn weight, 
 And save me, ere it be too late! 
 
 Wake me to righteousness. 
 
 3. Before me place in bright array, 
 The pomp of that tremendous day, 
 
 When thou with clouds shalt come 
 To judge the nations at thy bar; 
 And tell me, Lord, shall I be there, 
 
 To meet a joyful doom? 
 
 4. Be this my own great business here, 
 With holy trembling, hcly fear, 
 
 To make my calling sure! 
 Thine utmost counsel to fulfil. 
 And suffer all thy righteous will, 
 
 And to the end endure! 
 
 HYMN 196. C. M. 
 THE mighty flood that rolls along 
 In torrent's to the main, 
 
 195 
 
197. FLIGHT OF TIME. 
 
 The waters lost can ne'er recall 
 From that abyss again. 
 
 2. The days, the years, the ages dark, 
 Descending down to night, 
 
 Can never, never be redeem'd, 
 Back to the gates of light. 
 
 3. Where are our Fathers?— Whither gone 
 The mighty men of old! 
 
 The patriarchs, prophets, princes, kings, 
 In sacred books enroll 'd? — 
 
 4. Gone to the resting place of man, 
 His long, his silent home; 
 
 Where ages past have gone before, 
 Where future ages come! 
 
 HYMN 197. L. M. 
 
 OFT as the bell with solemn toll, 
 Speaks the departure of a soul, 
 Let each one ask himself, u Am I 
 Prepar'd, should I be call'd to die? 
 
 2. " Only this frail and fleeting breath 
 Preserves me from the jaws of death; 
 Soon as it fails, at once I'm gone, 
 And plung'd into a world unknown. 
 196 
 
FLIGHT OF TIME. 198. 
 
 3. "Then leaving all I lov'd below, 
 To God's tribunal I must go; 
 
 Must hear the Judge pronounce my fate, 
 And fix my everlasting state." 
 
 4. Lord Jesus! help me now to flee, 
 And seek my hope alone in thee; 
 Apply thy blood, thy Spirit give, 
 Subdue my sins, and let me live. 
 
 5. Then, when the solemn bell I hear, 
 If sav'd from guilt, I need not fear; 
 Nor would the thought distressing be, 
 Perhaps it next may toll for me. 
 
 HYMN 198. CM. 
 
 THE time is short! the season near, 
 
 When death will us remove 
 To leave our friends, however dear, 
 
 And all we fondly love. 
 
 2. The time is short! sinners, beware, 
 Nor trifle time away; 
 
 The word of great salvation hear, 
 While it is call'd to-day. 
 
 3. The time is short! ye rebels, now 
 To Christ the Lord submit: 
 
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199. FLIGHT OF TIME. 
 
 To mercy's golden sceptre bow, 
 And fall at Jesus' feet. 
 
 4. The time is short! ye saints rejoice, 
 The Lord will quickly come; 
 
 Soon shall you hear the Bridegroom's 
 voice, 
 To call you to your home. 
 
 5. The time is short! it swiftly flies, 
 The hour is just at hand, 
 
 "When we shall mount above the skies, 
 And reach the wish'd for land. 
 
 6. The time is short! the moment near, 
 When we shall dwell above; 
 
 And be for ever happy there, 
 With Jesus, whom we love. 
 
 HYMN 199. P. M. 
 
 TIME is winging us away 
 
 To our eternal home; 
 Life is but a winter's day, 
 
 A journey to the tomb. 
 Youth and vigour soon will flee, 
 
 Blooming beauty lose its charms: 
 All that's mortal soon will be 
 
 Enclos'd in death's cold arms. 
 198 
 
FLIGHT OF TIME. 200. 
 
 2. Time is winging us away 
 
 To our eternal home; 
 Life is but a winter's day, 
 
 A journey to the tomb. 
 But the Christian shall enjoy 
 
 Health and beauty soon above, 
 Far beyond the world's alloy, 
 
 Secure in Jesus' love. 
 
 HYMN 200. S. M. 
 
 LORD, what a feeble piece 
 Is this our mortal frame! 
 
 Our life, how poor a trifle 'tis, 
 That scarce deserves the name! 
 
 2. Alas, the brittle clay, 
 That built our body first! 
 
 And every month and every day 
 'Tis mouldering back to dust. 
 
 3. Our moments fly apace, 
 And time will ne'er delay; 
 
 Just like a flood our hasty days 
 Are sweeping us away. 
 
 4. Well, if our days must fly, 
 We'll keep their end in sight, 
 
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201. FLIGHT OF TIME. 
 
 We'll spend them all in wisdom's way, 
 And let them speed their flight. 
 
 5. They'll waft us sooner o'er 
 This life's tempestuous sea; 
 
 Soon we shall reach the peaceful shore 
 Of blest eternity! 
 
 HYMN 201. S.M. 
 
 HOW swift the torrent rolls, 
 
 That hastens to the sea; 
 How strong the tide that bears our souls 
 
 On — to eternity! 
 
 2. Our fathers, where are they? 
 With all they call'd their own; 
 
 Their joys and griefs, and hopes and 
 cares, 
 And wealth and honour? — gone! 
 
 3. There, where the fathers lie, 
 Must all the children dwell; 
 
 Nor other heritage possess, 
 But such a gloomy cell. 
 
 4. God of our fathers, hear, 
 Thou everlasting Friend! 
 
 200 
 
FLIGHT OF TIME. 202. 
 
 While we, on life's extremest verge, 
 Our souls to thee commend. 
 
 5. Of all the pious dead 
 
 May we the footsteps trace, 
 Till with them, in the land of light, 
 
 We dwell before thy face. 
 
 HYMN 202. S. M. 
 
 THE present moment flies, 
 
 And bears our life away, 
 O, make thy servants truly wise, 
 
 That they may live to-day. 
 
 2. Since on this winged hour 
 Eternity is hung, 
 
 Waken, by thy almighty power, 
 The aged and the young. 
 
 3. One thing demands our care — 
 O, be it still pursu'd — 
 
 Lest, slighted once, the season fair 
 Should never be renew'd. 
 
 4. To Jesus may we fly, 
 Swift as the morning light; 
 
 Lest life's young golden beam should die 
 In sudden, endless night. 
 
 201 
 
203. FLIGHT OF TIME. 
 
 HYMN 203. CM. 
 
 MY span of life will soon be done, 
 
 The passing moments say; 
 As length'ning shadows o'er the mead 
 
 Proclaim the close of day. 
 O that my heart might dwell aloof 
 
 From all created things, 
 And learn that wisdom from above, 
 
 Whence true contentment springs! 
 
 2. Courage, my soul, thy bitter cross, 
 In every trial here, 
 
 Shall bear thee to thy heaven above, 
 
 But shall not enter there. 
 The sighing ones that humbly seek 
 
 In sorrowing paths below, 
 Shall in eternity rejoice, 
 
 Where endless comforts flow. 
 
 3. Soon will the toilsome strife be o'er, 
 Of sublunary care, 
 
 And life's dull vanities no more 
 This anxious breast insnare. 
 
 Courage, my soul, on God rely; 
 Deliv 'ranee soon will come; 
 
 A thousand ways has Providence 
 To bring believers home. 
 202 
 
FLIGHT OF TIME. 204, 
 
 HYMN 204. C.P. M. 
 MY days, my weeks, ray months, my 
 years, 
 Fly rapid as the whirling spheres, 
 Around the steady pole; 
 Time, like the tide, its motion keeps, 
 And 1 must launch thro' boundless deeps, 
 Where endless ages roll! 
 
 2. The grave is near the cradle seen: 
 How swift the moments pass between! 
 
 And whisper as they fly — 
 Unthinking man, remember this, 
 Thou, midst thy sublunary bliss, 
 Must groan, and gasp, and die! 
 
 3. My soul, attend the solemn call, 
 Thine earthly tent must quickly fall, 
 
 And thou must take thy flight 
 Beyond the vast ethereal blue, 
 To love and sing as angels do, 
 
 Or, sink in endless night. 
 
 4. Long ere the sun has run its round, 
 I may be buried under ground, 
 
 And there in silence rot: 
 Alas! one hour may close the scene, 
 And ere twelve months shall intervene 
 
 My name be quite forgot. 
 
 203 
 
205. NEW YEAR. 
 
 5. But shall my soul be then extinct, 
 And cease to be, or cease to think? 
 
 It cannot, cannot be: 
 Thou! my immortal, canst not die, 
 What wilt thou do, or whither fly, 
 When death shall set thee free? 
 
 6. Will mercy then, its arms extend? 
 Will Jesus be thy guardian friend? 
 
 And heaven thy dwelling place? 
 Or shall insulting fiends appear, 
 To drag thee down to black despair, 
 Beyond the reach of grace? 
 
 NEW YEAR. 
 
 HYMN 205. CM. 
 
 NOW, gracious Lord, thine arm revea 
 And make thy glory known; 
 
 Now let us all thy presence feel, 
 And soften hearts of stone. 
 
 2. From all the guilt of former sin, 
 May mercy set us free; 
 204 
 
NEW YEAR. 206. 
 
 And let the year we now begin, 
 Begin and end with thee. 
 
 3. Send down thy Spirit from above, 
 That saints may love thee more; 
 
 And sinners now may learn to love, 
 Who never lov'd before. 
 
 4. And when before thee we appear, 
 In our eternal home, 
 
 May growing numbers worship here, 
 And praise thee in our room, 
 
 HYMN 206. C. M. 
 AWAKE, ye saints, and raise your eyes, 
 
 And raise your voices high; 
 Awake, and praise that sov'reign love, 
 
 That shows salvation nigh. 
 
 Each moment brings it near; 
 Then welcome each declininor day! 
 Welcome each closing year! 
 
 3. Not many years their rounds shall run, 
 
 Not many mornings rise, 
 Ere all its glories stand reveal'd 
 
 To our admiring eyes: 
 
 205 
 
207. NEW YEAR. 
 
 4. Ye wheels of nature, speed your 
 course; 
 
 Ye mortal pow'rs, decay; 
 Fast as ye bring the night of death, 
 
 Ye bring eternal day! 
 
 HYMN 207. 7s. 
 
 WHILE with ceaseless course the sun 
 Hasted thro' the former year, 
 
 Many souls their race have run, 
 Never more to meet us here. 
 
 2. Fix'd in an eternal state, 
 They have done with all below; 
 
 We a little longer wait, 
 
 But how little — none can know. 
 
 3. As the winged arrow flies, 
 Speedily the mark to find; 
 
 As the lightning from the skies, 
 Darts and leaves no trace behind: 
 
 4. Swiftly thus our fleeting days 
 Bear us down life's rapid stream; 
 
 Upwards, Lord, our spirits raise, 
 All below is but a dream. 
 206 
 
SICKNESS AND DEATH. 208. 
 
 5. Thanks for mercies past receive, 
 Pardon of our sins renew; 
 
 Teach us henceforth how to live, 
 With eternity in view. 
 
 6. Bless thy word to young and old, 
 Fill us with the Saviour's love; 
 
 And when life's short tale is told, 
 May we dwell with thee above! 
 
 SICKNESS AND DEATH. 
 
 HYMN 208. 7, 6. 
 
 BEFORE thy footstool kneeling, 
 
 O Lord, to thee we cry: 
 While for thy gift of healing 
 
 We raise our voice on high: 
 Diseases and afflictions 
 
 Thy ready servants are; 
 Chastisements and corrections 
 
 To quicken us in pray'r. 
 
 2. We own our guilt and folly, 
 But thou canst still forgive; 
 
 207 
 
209. SICKNESS 
 
 And thou, most high and holy, 
 
 Canst bid the sick revive; 
 Though now cast down in sorrow, 
 
 In darkness and distress; 
 Joy may return to-morrow, 
 
 Through thy restoring grace. 
 
 3. As suppliants now before thee, 
 
 Beside affliction's bed; 
 Physician, we adore thee, 
 
 And trembling ask thine aid; 
 Before thy footstool kneeling, 
 
 To thee, to thee we cry; 
 Send down thy gift of healing, 
 
 Our souls on thee rely. 
 
 HYMN 209. L. M. 
 
 FOR A SICK MINISTER. 
 
 O THOU, before whose gracious throne 
 We bow our suppliant spirits down; 
 Avert thy swift descending stroke, 
 Nor smite the shepherd of the flock. 
 
 2. Restore him, sinking to the grave; 
 Stretch out thine arm, make haste to save; 
 Back to our hopes and wishes give, 
 And bid our friend and father live. 
 208 
 
AND DEATH. 210. 
 
 3. Bound to each soul by tead'rest ties, 
 In every breast his image lies; 
 
 Thy pitying aid, O God, impart, 
 
 Nor rend him from each bleeding heart. 
 
 4. Yet, if our supplications fail, 
 
 And pray'rs and tears cannot prevail: 
 Be thou his strength, be thou his stay, 
 And guide him safe to endless day. 
 
 HYMN 210. C. M. 
 'TIS hard, from those we love, to go, 
 
 Who weep beside our bed, 
 Whose tears bedew our burning brow, 
 
 Whose arm supports our head: 
 
 2. When fading from the dizzy view, 
 I sought their forms in vain; 
 
 The bitterness of death I knew, 
 And groan 'd to live again. 
 
 3. 'Tis dreadful when the accuser's pow'r 
 Assails the sinking heart, 
 
 Recalling ev'ry wasted hour, 
 And each unworthy part. 
 
 4. Yet, Jesus, in that mortal fray, 
 Thy blessed comfort stole, 
 
 o 209 
 
211, 212. SICKNESS 
 
 Like sunshine in an autumn day 
 Across my darken'd soul. 
 
 5. When soon, or late, this feeble breath 
 No more to thee can pray, 
 
 Support me through the vale of death, 
 And in the darksome way. 
 
 6. When cloth'd in fleshly weeds again, 
 I wait thy dread decree; 
 
 Judge of the world, remember then, 
 That thou hast died for me. 
 
 HYMN 211. CM. 
 
 JESUS! the vision of thy face, 
 
 Hath overpowering charms! 
 Scarce shall I feel death's cold embrace 
 
 If Christ be in my arms: 
 Then, while ye hear my heart-strings 
 break, 
 
 How sweet my minutes roll! 
 A mortal paleness on my cheek, 
 
 And glory in my soul! 
 
 HYMN 212. 7s. 
 PARTING soul, the floods await thee, 
 And the billows round thee roar, 
 210 
 
AND DEATH. 213. 
 
 Yet rejoice, the holy city 
 Stands on yon celestial shore. 
 
 2. There are crowns and thrones of glory, 
 There the living waters glide; 
 
 There the just, in shining raiment, 
 Standing by Immanuel's side. 
 
 3. Linger not, the stream is narrow, 
 Tho' its cold dark waters rise; 
 
 He who pass'd the flood before thee 
 Guides thy path to yonder skies. 
 
 HYMN 213. C. M. 
 
 AMID the anguish and the strife 
 That shrinking nature fears; 
 
 Look gently down, great Source of Life, 
 And dry these starting tears. 
 
 2. Serene, like Jacob, I would die — 
 Would " gather up my feet;" 
 
 And chide the ling'ring hours that fly, 
 My Saviour God to meet. 
 
 3. My dearest comforts I could leave, 
 With glory in my eyes; 
 
 Could wipe the tears of those that grievt * 
 And point them to the skies — 
 211 
 
214. SICKNESS 
 
 4. Could say to them, if thou art nigh 
 When life's last hour 1 view; 
 
 Could joyful say, '* Behold I die, 
 But God shall dwell with you." 
 
 HYMN 214. 7s. 
 
 WHY lament the Christian dying? 
 
 Why indulge in tears or gloom? 
 Calmly on the Lord relying, 
 
 He can greet the op'ning tomb. 
 
 2. What if death, with icy fingers, 
 All the fount of life congeals? 
 
 'Tis not there thy brother lingers, 
 "Tis not death his spirit feels. 
 
 3. Tho' for him thy soul is mourning, 
 Tho' with grief thy heart is riv'n: 
 
 While his flesh to dust is turning, 
 All his soul is filPd with^ieav'n. 
 
 4. Scenes seraphic, high and glorious, 
 Now forbid his longer stay; 
 
 See him rise o'er death victorious, 
 Angels beckon him away. 
 
 5. Hark! the golden harps are ringing, 
 Sounds unearthly fill his ear; 
 
 212 
 
AND DEATH. 215, 216. 
 
 Millions now in heaven singing, 
 Greet his joyful entrance there. 
 
 HYMN 215. 7s. 
 HASTE, my spirit, haste away, 
 
 'Tis thy glorious Saviour calls; 
 Leave this tenement of clay: 
 
 Quit its broken, shatter'd walls; 
 Through these ruins I descry 
 Gleams of immortality! 
 
 2. Cease, my friends, to weep for me, 
 Let me rather mourn for you; 
 
 Far from sin and wo I flee, 
 
 Christ and heav'n are in my view; 
 Dare not wish my soul to stay, 
 Angels beckon me away. 
 
 3. To the sov 'reign hand of death 
 Earthly blessings I resign; 
 
 Lord, to thee I yield my breath, 
 
 Take this ransom'd soul of mine, 
 And my songs of joy shall be 
 Ceaseless as eternity! 
 
 HYMN 216. 7s. 
 VITAL spark of heav'nly flame! 
 Quit, O quit this mortal frame! 
 
 213 
 
217. SICKNESS 
 
 Trembling, hoping, lingering, flying — 
 O, the pain, the bliss of dying! 
 Cease, fond nature! cease thy strife, 
 And let me languish into life! 
 
 2. Hark! they whisper — angels say, 
 " Sister-spirit, come away!" 
 "What is this absorbs me quite, 
 Steals my senses, shuts my sight, 
 Drowns my spirits, draws my breath, 
 Tell me, my soul — can this be death? 
 
 3. The world recedes! — it disappears! — 
 Heav'n opens on my eyes! — my ears 
 
 With sounds seraphic ring! 
 Lend, lend your wings! — I mount! I fly! 
 O grave! where is thy victory? 
 
 death! where is thy sting? 
 
 HYMN 217. L. M. 
 
 SHRINKING from the cold hand of 
 death, 
 
 1 soon shall gather up my feet; 
 Shall soon resign this fleeting breath, 
 
 And die — my Father, God to meet. 
 
 2. Number'd among thy people, I 
 Expect with joy thy face to see; 
 214 
 
AND DEATH. 218. 
 
 Because thou didst for sinners die, 
 Jesus, in death remember me! 
 
 3. O that, without a ling'ring groan, 
 I may the welcome word receive I 
 
 My body with my charge lay down, 
 And cease at once to work and live ! 
 
 4. Walk with me through the dreadful 
 
 shade, 
 And, certified that thou art mine, 
 My spirit, calm and undismay'd, 
 I shall into thy hands resign. 
 
 5. No anxious doubt, no guilty gloom, 
 Shall damp whom Jesus' presence 
 
 cheers: 
 My Light, my Life, my God is come, 
 And glory in his face appears! 
 
 HYMN 218. C. M. 
 
 WHY do we mourn for dying friends, 
 
 Or shake at death's alarms? 
 'Tis but the voice that Jesus sends, 
 
 To call them to his arms. 
 
 2. Are we not tending upward too, 
 As fast as time can mover 
 
 215 
 
219. SICKNESS 
 
 Nor should we wish the hours more slow, 
 To keep us from our love. 
 
 3. Why should we tremble to convey 
 Their bodies to the tomb? 
 
 There once the flesh of Jesus lay, 
 And left a long perfume. 
 
 4. The graves of all his saints he blest, 
 And soften'd every bed: 
 
 "Where should the dying members rest, 
 But with their dying Head? 
 
 5. Thence he arose, ascending high, 
 And show'd our feet the way: 
 
 Up to the Lord our flesh shall fly 
 At the great rising day. 
 
 HYMN 219. P.M. 
 
 THIS place is holy ground: 
 World, with thy cares away; 
 
 Silence and darkness reign around: 
 But soon the break of day — 
 
 The resurrection dawn appears, 
 
 To shine upon this scene of tears. 
 
 2. Behold the bed of death, 
 This pale and lovely clay, 
 216 
 
AND DEATH. 220. 
 
 Heard ye the sob of parting breath? 
 
 Mark'd ye the eye's last ray? 
 No! life so sweetly ceased to be. 
 It lapsed in immortality! 
 
 3. Could tears revive the dead, 
 Rivers would swell our eyes; 
 
 Could sighs recall the spirit fled, 
 
 We would not quench our sighs 
 Till love illum'd this alter'd mien, 
 And all th' imbodied souls were seen. 
 
 4. Bury the dead — and weep 
 In stilness o'er your loss; — 
 
 Bury the dead; in Christ they sleep 
 
 Who bore on earth his cross. 
 Soon from the grave the dust shall rise, 
 In his own image, to the skies! 
 
 HYMN 220. L. M. 
 
 SWEET is the scene where Christians 
 die, 
 
 Where holy souls retire to rest: 
 How mildly beams the closing eye! 
 
 How gently heaves th' expiring breast! 
 
 2. So fades a summer cloud away; 
 So sinks the gale when storms are o'er; 
 217 
 
221. SICKNESS 
 
 So gently shuts the eye of day; 
 So dies a wave along the shore. 
 
 3. Triumphant smiles the victor's brow, 
 Fann'd by some guardian angel's 
 wing; — 
 O grave! where is thy vict'ry now, 
 And where, O death, where is thy 
 sting! 
 
 HYMN 221. L. M. 
 
 ASLEEP in Jesus! blessed sleep! 
 From which none ever wakes to weep; 
 A calm and undisturb'd repose, 
 Unbroken by the lust of foes! 
 
 2. Asleep in Jesus! O how sweet 
 To be for such a slumber meet; 
 "With holy confidence to sing, 
 
 That death has lost his venom'd sting! 
 
 3. Asleep in Jesus! peaceful rest, 
 Whose waking is supremely blest: 
 No fear, no wo, shall dim that hour, 
 That so displays the Saviour's power. 
 
 4. Asleep in Jesus! O for me 
 May such a blissful refuge be: 
 
 218 
 
AND DEATH. 222. 
 
 Securely shall my ashes lie, 
 Waiting the summons from on high! 
 
 5. Asleep in Jesus! time nor space 
 Debars this precious " hiding place;" 
 On Indian plains, or Lapland snows, 
 Believers find the same repose. 
 
 6. Asleep in Jesus! far from thee, 
 Thy kindred and their graves may be; 
 But thine is still a blessed sleep, 
 From which none ever wakes to weep. 
 
 HYMN 222. 10, 6, 8. 
 
 WHAT'S this that steals, that steals 
 upon my frame! 
 
 Is it death — is it death? 
 Which soon will quench, will quench 
 this vital frame ; 
 
 Is it death — is it death? 
 If this is death, I soon shall be 
 From ev'ry pain and sorrow free: 
 I shall the King of glory see! 
 All is well — all is well. 
 
 219 
 
222. SICKNESS AND DEATH. 
 
 2. Weep not, my friends, my friends weep 
 
 not for me ; 
 
 All is well — all is well! 
 My sins are pardon'd, pardon'd, I am 
 free; 
 
 All is well — all is well! 
 There's not a cloud that doth arise, 
 To hide my Saviour from rny eyes: 
 I soon shall mount the upper skies! 
 All is well — all is well. 
 
 3. Tune, tune your harps, your harps ye 
 
 saints in glory; 
 
 All is well — all is well! 
 1 will rehearse, rehearse the pleasing 
 story,— 
 
 All is well — all is well! 
 Bright angels are from glory come; 
 They're round my bed, and in my 
 
 room: 
 They wait to waft my spirit home; 
 All is well — all is well. 
 
 4. Hark, hark!- my Lord, my Lord and 
 
 Master calls me; 
 
 All is well — all is well! 
 I soon shall see, shall see his face in 
 glory!— 
 220 
 
JUDGMENT. 223. 
 
 All is well — all is well! 
 Farewell, my friends — adieu, adieu, 
 1 can no longer stay with you: 
 My glitt'ring crown appears in view. 
 All is well — all is well. 
 
 JUDGMENT. 
 
 HYMN 223. L. M. 
 
 THO' in the outward church below, 
 The wheat and tares together grow; 
 Jesus ere long will weed the crop, 
 And pluck the tares in anger up. 
 
 For soon the reaping time will come, 
 And angels shout the harvest home. 
 
 2. Will it relieve their horrors there, 
 
 To recollect their stations here; 
 
 How much they heard, how much they 
 
 knew, 
 How much among the wheat they grew? 
 221 
 
224. JUDGMENT. 
 
 3. Oh! this will aggravate their case, 
 They perish'd under means of grace; 
 To them the word of life and faith 
 Became an instrument of death. 
 
 4. We seem alike when thus we meet, 
 Strangers might think we all were wheat; 
 But to the Lord's all-searching eyes, 
 Each heart appears without disguise. 
 
 5. The tares are spar'd for various ends, 
 Some for the sake of praying friends; 
 Others the Lord, against their will, 
 Employs his counsels to fulfil. 
 
 6. But tho' they grow so tall and strong, 
 His plan will not require them long; 
 
 In harvest, when he saves his own, 
 The tares shall into hell be thrown. 
 
 7. Most awful thought, and is it so? 
 Must all mankind the harvest know? 
 Is every man a wheat or tare? 
 
 Me for that harvest, Lord, prepare. 
 
 HYMN 224. 8, 7, 4. 
 
 DAY of judgment, day of wonders! 
 Hark! the trumpet's awful sound! 
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JUDGMENT. 224. 
 
 Louder than ten thousand thunders, 
 Shakes the vast creation round! 
 How the summons 
 Will the sinner's heart confound! 
 
 2. See the Judge our nature wearing, 
 Cloth'd in majesty divine! 
 
 You who long tor his appearing, 
 
 Then shall say, "This God is mins." 
 
 Gracious Saviour! 
 Own me on that day for thine. 
 
 3. At his call the dead awaken, 
 Rise to life from earth and sea; 
 
 All the powers of nature, shaken 
 By his looks, prepare to flee: 
 
 Careless sinner, 
 What will then become of thee? 
 
 4. Horrors past imagination 
 
 Will surprise your trembling hearty 
 When you hear your condemnation, 
 " Hence, accursed wretch, depart! 
 
 Thou with Satan 
 And his angels have thy part!" 
 
 5. But to those who have confess'd, 
 Loved and served your Lord below, 
 
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225. JUDGMENT. 
 
 He will say, " Come in, ye bless'd, 
 See the kingdom I bestow: 
 
 You for ever 
 Shall my love in glory know." 
 
 6. Under sorrows and reproaches, 
 Let this thought our courage raise; 
 
 Swiftly God's great day approaches, 
 Sighs shall then be turn'd to praise; 
 
 May we triumph 
 When this world is in a blaze. 
 
 HYMN 225. C. M. 
 BEHOLD, that great and awful day 
 
 Of parting soon will come, 
 When sinners must be hurl'd away, 
 
 And Christians gather'd home. 
 
 2. Sinners among the damn'd shall lie, 
 Bound with a fiery chain; 
 
 And gnash their teeth, and howl, and cry, 
 And wring their hands in vain. 
 
 3. Then shall the saints, through grace 
 
 divine, 
 Drink in perpetual bliss: 
 In God's delightful image shine, 
 And dwell where Jesus is. 
 224 
 
JUDGMENT. 226. 
 
 4. O how it melts my soul to think 
 Of meeting round the throne! 
 
 Eternal joys we then shall drink, 
 Where sorrows never come. 
 
 5. There, tears shall all be wiped away, 
 And glory shall begin; 
 
 The Lamb of God will smiling say, 
 "Come in, my saints, come in." 
 
 HYMN 226. 8, 7, 4. 
 SEE th' eternal Judge descending, 
 
 Seated on his Father's throne; 
 Now, poor sinner, Christ will show thee 
 That he's with the Father, one; 
 
 Trumpets call thee, 
 Stand and hear thy awful doom. 
 
 2. Hear the sinner now lamenting 
 At the sight of fiercer pain, 
 
 Cries and tears he now is venting, 
 But he weeps and cries in vain; 
 
 Greatly mourning 
 That he ne'er was born again. 
 
 3. Yonder sits my slighted Saviour, 
 With the marks of dying love! 
 
 O! that 1 had sought hia favour, 
 When 1 felt his Spirit move! 
 P 225 
 
227. JUDGMENT. 
 
 Doom'd I'm justly, 
 For 1 oft against him strove. 
 
 4. All his wooing I have slighted, 
 While he daily sought my soul, 
 
 If my vows to him I plighted, 
 Yet for sin I broke them all: 
 
 Golden moments, 
 How neglected did they roll! 
 
 5. There I see my godly neighbours; 
 Who were once despis'd by me; 
 
 Now they're clad in dazzling splendour,. 
 Waiting, my sad fate to see; 
 Farewell, neighbours — 
 Dismal gulf! I'm bound for thee. 
 
 HYMN 227. 8, 7. 
 
 SINNERS, take the friendly warning- 
 Soon that awful day shall break, 
 
 And the trumpet with its dawning, 
 All the slumb'ring millions wake. 
 
 2. See assembled every nation! — 
 Lofty cities, temples, tow'rs, 
 
 Wrapp'd in dreadful conflagration, 
 Earth and sea the flame devours. 
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JUDGMENT. 228, 
 
 3. Ye, who to the world dissemble, 
 While you practise deeds of night, 
 
 Sinners, now behold and tremble; 
 All your crimes are brought to light. 
 
 4. Lost in ease, or carnal pleasure, 
 Sporting on the burning brink; 
 
 Now, you say, you have no leisure, 
 You ean find no time to think. 
 
 5. Ye — who now, conviction stifling. 
 Waste your time — the loss deplore; 
 
 Hear the angel — cease your trifling — 
 " Time/' he cries, " shall be no more." 
 
 6. Pause, and hear the voice of reasons 
 Catch the moments as they fly: 
 
 You who lose the present season, 
 You must all find time to die. 
 
 HYMN 228. P. M. 
 OH there will be mourning, mourning-, 
 
 mourning, mourning: 
 Oh there will be mourning, at the judg- 
 ment seat of Christ! 
 Parents and children there will part, 
 Parents and children there will part, 
 Parents and children there will part ? 
 Will part to meet no more. 
 
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228. JUDGMENT. 
 
 2. Oh there will be mourning, &c. 
 Wives and husbands there will part, 
 "Wives and husbands there will part r 
 Wives and husbands there will part, 
 
 Will part to meet no more. 
 
 3. Oh there will be mourning, &c. 
 Brothers and sisters there will part, 
 Brothers and sisters there will part, 
 Brothers and sisters there will part, 
 
 Will part to meet no more. 
 
 4. Oh there will be mourning, &c. 
 Friends and neighbours there will part, 
 Friends and neighbours there will part, 
 Friends and neighbours there will part, 
 
 Will part to meet no more. 
 
 5. Oh there will be mourning, &c. 
 Pastors and people there will part, 
 Pastors and people there will part, 
 Pastors and people there will part, 
 
 Will part to meet no more. 
 
 6. Oh there will be mourning, &c. 
 Devils and sinners there will meet, 
 Devils and sinners there will meet, 
 Devils and sinners there will meet, 
 
 Will meet to part no more. 
 228 
 
JUDGMENT., 229. 
 
 7, Oh there will be shouting, &c. 
 Saints and angels there will meet, 
 Saints and angels there will meet, 
 Saints and angels there will meet, 
 Will meet to part no more. 
 
 HYMN 229. C. P. M. 
 
 THAT warning voice, O sinner, hear, 
 And while salvation lingers near, 
 
 The heav'niy call obey; 
 Flee from destruction's downward path, 
 Flee from the threat'ning storm <5f wrath 
 
 That rises o'er thy way. 
 
 2. Soon night comes on with thick'ning 
 
 shade, 
 The tempest hovers o'-er thy head, 
 
 The winds their fury pour, 
 The light'nings rend the earth and skies, 
 The thunders roar, the flames arise, 
 
 What terrors fill that hour! 
 
 3. That warning voice, O sinner, hear, 
 Whose accents linger on thine ear; 
 
 Thy footsteps now retrace: 
 Renounce thy sins, and be forgiv'n, 
 Believe, become an heir of heav'n, 
 
 And sing redeeming grace. 
 
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230. JUDGMENT. 
 
 4. Then, while a voice of pardon speaks, 
 The storm is hush'd,the morning breaks, 
 
 The heav'ns are all serene; 
 Fresh verdure clothes the beauteous 
 
 fields, 
 Joy echoes on the distant hills, 
 
 New wonders fill the scene. 
 
 HYMN 230. C. M. 
 
 THAT awful day will surely come, 
 Th' appointed hour makes haste, 
 
 "When I must stand before my Judge, 
 And pass the solemn test. 
 
 2. Jesus, thou source of all my joys, 
 Thou ruler of my heart, 
 
 How could I bear to hear thy voice 
 Pronounce the sound, " Depart!" 
 
 3. The thunder of that awful word 
 Would so torment my ear, 
 
 'Twould tear my soul asunder, Lord, 
 With most tormenting fear. 
 
 4. What, to be banish'd from my Lord, 
 And yet forbid to die! 
 
 To linger in eternal pain, 
 And death for ever fly! 
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JUDGMENT. 231. 
 
 5. O wretched state of deep despair, 
 
 To see my God remove, 
 And fix my doleful station where 
 
 I must not taste his love! 
 
 HYMN 231. P. M. 
 
 THE chariot! the chariot! its wheels 
 
 roll in fire, 
 As the Lord cometh down in the pomp 
 
 of his ire; 
 Self-moving, it drives on its path-way of 
 
 cloud, 
 And the heavens with the burden of 
 
 Godhead are bow'd. 
 
 2. The glory! the glory! around him are 
 
 pour'd, 
 The myriads of angels that wait on the 
 
 Lord; 
 And the glorified saints, and the martyrs 
 
 are there, 
 And all who the palm- wreath of victory 
 
 wear. 
 
 3. The trumpet! the trumpet! the dead 
 
 have all heard; 
 Lo, the depths of the stone-cover'd mo- 
 numents stirr'd! 
 
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232. FAREWELL A.ND 
 
 From ocean and earth, From the south 
 
 pole and north. 
 Lo, the vast generations of ages oftme 
 
 forth! 
 
 4. The judgment! the judgment! the 
 
 thrones are all set, 
 "Where the Lamb and the white-vested 
 
 elders are met. 
 All flesh is at once in the sight of the 
 
 Lord, 
 And the doom of eternity hangs on his 
 
 word. 
 
 5. O mercy! O mercy! look down from 
 
 above; 
 Redeemer, on us, thy sad children, with 
 
 love; 
 When beneath to their darkness the 
 
 wicked are driven, 
 May our justified souls find a welcome 
 
 in heaven! 
 
 FAREWELL AND DISMISSION. 
 
 HYMN 232. P. M. 
 FAREWELL, dear friends, I must be 
 gone, 
 I have no home to stay with you, 
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DISMISSION, 232. 
 
 I'll take my staff, and travel on, 
 Till I a better world do view; 
 Farewell, farewell, farewell, 
 My loving friends, farewell. 
 
 2. Farewell, my friends, time rolls along, 
 Nor waits for mortals, care or bliss, 
 
 1 leave you here and travel on 
 Till I arrive where Jesus is. 
 Farewell, &c. 
 
 3. Farewell, my brethren in the Lord, 
 To you I'm bound in cords of love: 
 
 Yet we believe his gracious word, 
 That soon we all shall meet above. 
 Farewell, &c. 
 
 4. Farewell, old soldiers of the cross, 
 You've struggled long and hard for 
 
 heaven, 
 You've counted all things here but dross, 
 Fight on, the crown shall soon be 
 given. 
 Farewell, <&c. 
 
 5. Farewell, ye blooming sons of God, 
 Sore conflicts yet await for you; 
 
 Yet dauntless keep the heavenly road, 
 Till Canaan's happy land you view; 
 233 
 
233. FAREWELL AND 
 
 Fight on, fight on, fight on, 
 The crown shall soon be given. 
 
 6. Farewell, poor careless sinners, too, 
 It grieves my heart to leave you here, 
 
 Eternal vengeance waits for you; 
 O turn and find salvation near: 
 
 O turn, O turn, O turn, 
 
 And find salvation near. 
 
 HYMN 233. P. M. 
 
 FARE ye well, ye favourite few, 
 I must bid you all adieu: 
 But the Lord is with you still, 
 Fear you not, but fare you well. 
 
 2. Fare ye well, ye little flock, 
 Whom the world revile and mock; 
 Keep the way to endless bliss, 
 Then you cannot fare amiss. 
 
 3. Fare ye well, my Lord's elect, 
 Trials you must all expect: 
 
 From the world, the flesh, and hell, 
 But the faithful shall fare well. 
 
 4. Fare ye well, ye saints of God, 
 Wash'd and cleansed in Jesus' blood: 
 
 234 
 
DISMISSION. 233, 
 
 Strive in goodness to excel, 
 Live to God, and you'll fare well. 
 
 5. Fare ye well, ye pious band, 
 March ye on for Canaan's land, 
 Tread on all the powers of hell, 
 March in faith, and you'll fare well. 
 
 6. Fare ye well, brave soldiers dear, 
 Crowns of life you all may wear: 
 Christ will all your foes repel, 
 Fight iu faith, and you'll fare well. 
 
 7. Ye who taste a Saviour's love, 
 Feel his drawings from above, 
 Still endeavour to excel, 
 
 And you'll finally fare well. 
 
 8. Fare ye well, poor sinners, too, 
 Jesus Christ still waits for you; 
 Now repent, and 'scape from hell, 
 Flee to Christ, and you'll fare well. 
 
 9. Feeble souls, with fears opprest, 
 Jesus bears you on his breast; 
 He will all your fears dispel, 
 Fear ye not, but fare ye well. 
 
 We shall meet to part no more; 
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234. FAREWELL AND 
 
 Meet, with Jesus Christ to dwell 
 In a world where all fare well. 
 
 HYMN 234. C. M. 
 
 NOW, brethren, to your homes repair, 
 
 And as you pass along, 
 Employ your hearts in humble prayer, 
 
 And raise the cheerful song. 
 
 2. Praise God, whose mercies brought 
 
 you here, 
 "Whose goodness keeps you still; 
 Whose grace with joy your souls can 
 
 cheer, 
 Whose power subdues your will. 
 
 3. Praise him for what your ears have 
 
 heard, 
 For what your eyes have seen; 
 Praise him for what has here occurr'd, 
 For all you feel within: 
 
 4. Improve the strength you here have 
 
 gain'd, 
 To do his holy will: 
 Improve the knowledge here attain'd, 
 To love and serve him still. 
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dismission. 235, 236. 
 
 5. Let not the world have cause to say, 
 You serv'd your God for nought; 
 
 But grow in grace from day to day, 
 As you have here been taught. 
 
 6. To friends and neighbours all around, 
 O let your graces shine; 
 
 In ways of holiness abound, 
 And live a life divine. 
 
 7. And now, my Christian friends, adieu, 
 May Jesus with you dwell; 
 
 May grace and peace abide with you: 
 "So now, dear friends, farewell." 
 
 HYMN 235. L. M. 
 DISMISS us with thy blessing, Lord; 
 Help us to feed upon thy word; 
 All that has been amiss, forgive, 
 And let thy truth within us live. 
 
 2. Though we are guilty, thou art good; 
 Wash all our works in Jesus' blood; 
 Give every fetter' d soul release; 
 And bid us all — Depart in peace. 
 
 HYMN 236. P. M. 
 
 JESUS, grant us all a blessing, 
 Send it down, Lord, from above; 
 237 
 
237. FAREWELL AND 
 
 May we all go home a praying, 
 
 And rejoicing in his love; 
 Farewell brethren, farewell sisters, 
 Till we all shall meet again. 
 
 2. Jesus pardon all our follies, 
 Since together we have been, 
 
 Make us humble, make us holy, 
 Cleanse us all from every sin. 
 Farewell brethren, farewell sisters, 
 Till we all shall meet again; 
 
 3. May thy blessing, Lord, go with us, 
 To each one's respective home, 
 
 And the presence of our Jesus 
 
 Rest upon us every one. 
 Farewell brethren, farewell sisters, 
 Till we all shall meet again. 
 
 HYMN 237. 8. 7. 4. 
 
 LORD, dismiss us with thy blessing, 
 Fill our hearts with joy and peace; 
 
 Let us each, thy love possessing, 
 Triumph in redeeming grace; 
 
 O refresh us! 
 Traveling through this wilderness. 
 
 2. Thanks we give, and adoration, 
 For thy gospel's joyful sound; 
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DISMISSION. 238. 
 
 May the fruit of thy salvation 
 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 angel's wings to heaven, 
 Glad to leave our cumb'rous clay;. 
 
 May we ready 
 Rise and reign in endless day! 
 
 HYMN 238. L. M. 
 
 AMEN! my Father hears my prayers, 
 He knows my sorrows, counts my tears; 
 He never said to Jacob's race — 
 In vain you seek your Father's face. 
 
 2. Amen! my precious Jesus lives, 
 And access to his people gives; 
 
 A rainbow now surrounds the throne; 
 And in his name I boldly come. 
 
 3. Amen! the Spirit will impart 
 His sacred influ'nce to my heart; 
 He'll teach and help me when I pray, 
 Nor shall I go asham'd away. 
 
 239 
 
238. FAREWELL, &C. 
 
 4. Amen! the words my lips pronounce, 
 The wishes of my soul announce; 
 And God more willing is to give, 
 Than 1 am willing to receive. 
 
 5. Amen! I said, when first I gave 
 Myself to Christ that he might save; 
 And still my tongue repeats that word, 
 Whene'er I call upon my Lord. 
 
 6. Amen! 1 will not faint or cease, 
 But wait as long as he shall please; 
 Depending, praying, pressing on, 
 Till to himself he takes me home. 
 
 7. Amen! the cov'nant is secure, 
 
 In all things order'd well, and sure; 
 
 The promises confirm'd remain; 
 
 In Christ they're yea, in him— Amen. 
 
 8. Amen! — This is the Saviour's name, 
 He is the faithful, true Amen; 
 
 As he hath said, so shall it be, 
 Amen to all eternity! 
 240 
 
MISCELLANEOUS. 239. 
 
 MISCELLANEOUS HYMNS. 
 
 HYMN 239. 8, 7, 4. 
 (J. F. Berg.) 
 WITH ten thousand saints attended, 
 
 See the "King of kings" appear! 
 Now the day of grace is ended, 
 Sinners' hearts are filled with fear; 
 
 No more mercy: 
 Mercy's voice no more they hear. 
 
 2. As a fig-tree, lightning riven, 
 Sheds its fruit upon the ground, 
 
 So the stars of heav'n are driven — 
 Place to seek — but none is found. 
 
 Black as sackcloth, 
 All the heavens are hung around. 
 
 3. Now all faces gather paleness, 
 Mighty men, and rich and chief, — 
 
 All creation faints and sickens, 
 Knows not where to seek relief: 
 
 Gasping, fainting, 
 Knows not where to seek relief. 
 
 4. Hark! the wailing of despisers! 
 When they see the Crucified — 
 
 q 241 
 
239. MISCELLANEOUS. 
 
 Thousands rob'd in white surround him, 
 Hail him as the Lamb that died! 
 
 They who pierc'd him 
 In dismay their faces hide. 
 
 5. Now the joyous notes are ringing 
 Thro' the arches of the sky; 
 
 Angels — heav'nly anthems singing — 
 Giving praise to God on high! 
 
 Saints and angels 
 Hymning praise to God on high! 
 
 6. Jesus bids his followers welcome: 
 Points to mansions in the sky! — 
 
 " Come, my children — take the kingdom: 
 Come, and dwell with me on high! 
 
 Take the kingdom — 
 Come and dwell with me on high!" 
 
 7. O! what glory streams from heaven, 
 Full upon the blood-wash'd throng; 
 
 Hark — they triumph as they enter! — 
 Glory — glory — is their song; 
 
 Glory — glory! 
 Glory is the conquerors' song. 
 
 8. No more sickness — no more sadness, 
 Ev'rv tear is wip'd away; 
 
 242 
 
MISCELLANEOUS. 240, 
 
 Gloom and doubt are turn'd to gladness: 
 Night and darkness into day; — 
 
 No more sorrow: 
 Sorrow now has fled away. 
 
 HYMN 240. S. M. 
 (J. F. Berg.) 
 
 WHAT though the tempest rage, 
 And storms around me howl; 
 
 Jesus, thou canst their wrath assuage, 
 Thou lover of my soul! 
 
 2. In thee I trust, my Life, 
 My Refuge, when distress'd! 
 
 On thee, dear Lord, 1 lean, — and strife 
 Is hush'd upon thy breast. 
 
 3. Give me but peace within, 
 Devils and men may frown; 
 
 'Twill not be long, e'er free from sin, 
 1 lay this body down. 
 
 4. I'll take my shroud, and sleep 
 Securely in the grave: 
 
 For Jesus can my ashes keep, 
 If he my soul could save! 
 
 243 
 
241. MISCELLANEOUS. 
 
 5. And when th' angelic crowd 
 Shall bid the sleepers wake, 
 
 I'll soar aloft, and drop my shroud — 
 My robe and crown to take! 
 
 6. And, as 1 mount, I'll sing — 
 Glory — Hallelujah! 
 
 Until the sound thro' heav'n shall ring* 
 Glory, Hallelujah! 
 
 HYMN 241. S. M. 
 
 (J. F. Berg.) 
 
 SINNER! thou wilt not yield 
 Thy stubborn heart to God; — 
 
 But, tell me, hast thou found a shield 
 To save thee from his rod? 
 
 2. His mercy long has sued, 
 But sued, alas, in vain! 
 
 And still with tenderness imbued, 
 Sinner, he calls again: 
 
 3. To-day he cries, " Beware! 
 For death is at thy door;" 
 
 His arm for vengeance now is bare; 
 Sinner, he calls once more: 
 244 
 
MISCELLANEOUS. 242. 
 
 4. "Turn, dying sinner, turn, 
 Thine hour of grace improve: 
 
 Wilt thou in endless torments burn, 
 Or, dwell with me above?" 
 
 HYMN 242. 7s. 
 
 'Tis a point I long to know, 
 
 Oft it causes anxious thought: — 
 
 Do I love the Lord, or no? 
 Am I his, or, am I not? 
 
 2. If I love, why am I thus? 
 
 Why this dull, this lifeless frame? 
 Hardly, sure, can they be worse, 
 Who have never heard his name: 
 
 3. Could my heart so hard remain, 
 Pray'r a task and burden prove, 
 
 Ev'ry trifle give me pain, 
 If I knew a Saviour's love? 
 
 4. When I turn mine eyes within, 
 All is dark, and vain, and wild; 
 
 Fill'd with unbelief and sin: 
 Can I deem myself a child? 
 
 5. If I pray, or hear, or read, 
 Sin is mix'd with all I do; 
 
 245 
 
243. MISCELLANEOUS. 
 
 You who love the Lord indeed, 
 Tell me — is it thus with you? 
 
 6. Yet 1 mourn my stubborn will, 
 Find my sin a grief and thrall; 
 
 Should I grieve for what I feel, 
 If I did not love at all! 
 
 7. Lord, decide the doubtful case! 
 Thou who art thy people's Sun: 
 
 Shine upon thy work of grace, 
 If it be indeed begun. 
 
 8. Let me love thee more and more, 
 If I love at all, 1 pray; 
 
 If I have not lov'd before, 
 Help me to begin to-day. 
 
 HYMN 243. C. M. 
 
 'TIS first of all thyself to know, 
 
 To feel the plague of sin, 
 Expos'd to everlasting wo, 
 
 And nothing good within: 
 
 2. To know thy wretched, sinful state, 
 
 Averse to all that's good; 
 To feel thy guilt exceeding great, 
 
 Thy heart oppos'd to God: 
 246 
 
MISCELLANEOUS. 244. 
 
 3. To know thy law-condemned case, 
 And own thy sentence just; 
 
 Thy heart subdu'd by sov'reign grace, 
 And humbled in the dust: 
 
 4. To know the pangs of pious grief, 
 For sins against the Lord; 
 
 To know that nought can give relief, 
 But trusting in his word: 
 
 5. To know that thou art born of God, 
 Thy num'rous sins forgiv'n, 
 
 Thy soul redeem'd by Jesus' blood, 
 And thou, an heir of heav'n. 
 
 HYMN 244. L. M. 
 AND what am \ ? — my soul , awake, 
 And an impartial survey take: 
 Does no dark sign, no ground of fear, 
 In practice — or in heart, appear? 
 
 2. What imaae does my spirit bear? 
 Is Jesus form'd, and living there? 
 Say, do his lineaments divine, 
 
 In thought, and word, and action shine? 
 
 3. Searcher of hearts, O search me still; 
 The secrets of my soul reveal: 
 
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245. MISCELLANEOUS. 
 
 Scatter the clouds which o'er my head 
 Thick glooms of dubious terrors spread. 
 
 4. May I at that blest world arrive, 
 Where Christ thro' all my soul shall live; 
 And give full proof that he is there, 
 Without one gloomy doubt or fear. 
 
 HYMN 245. P. M. 
 SAW ye my Saviour! Saw ye my Sa- 
 viour! 
 Saw ye my Saviour and God? 
 Oh! he died on Calvary, to atone for you 
 and me, 
 And to purchase our pardon with blood. 
 
 2. He was extended! he was extended! 
 Shamefully nail'd to the cross; 
 
 Oh! he bow'd his head and died! thus 
 my Lord was crucified, 
 To atone for a world that was lost. 
 
 3. Jesus hung bleeding! Jesus hung 
 
 bleeding! 
 Three dreadful hours in pain; 
 Oh! the sun refus'd to shine, when his 
 
 majesty divine 
 Was derided, insulted, and slain! 
 248 
 
MISCELLANEOUS. 245. 
 
 4. Darkness prevail'd! darkness pre- 
 vail'd! 
 Darkness prevail'd o'er the land; 
 
 Oh! the solid rocks were rent, through 
 creation's vast extent, 
 
 When the Jews crucified the God-man. 
 
 5. 
 
 finish'd, 
 And the atonement was made, 
 He was taken by the great, and embalm'd 
 
 in spices sweet, 
 And in a new sepulchre laid. 
 
 6. Hail, mighty Saviour! hail, mighty 
 
 Saviour! 
 Prince and Author of peace; 
 Oh! he burst the bands of death, and tri- 
 umphant through the east, 
 He ascended to mansions of bliss. 
 
 7. Now interceding! now interceding! 
 Pleading that sinners may live; 
 
 Crying, Father, 1 have died! Oh behold 
 
 my hands and side, 
 To redeem them; — I pray thee forgive. 
 249 
 
246. MISCELLANEOUS. 
 
 8. I will forgive them; — I will forgive 
 them, 
 If they'll repent and believe; 
 Let them now return to me, and be re- 
 concil'd to thee, 
 And salvation they all shall receive. 
 
 HYMN 246. P. M. 
 
 OH, ye young, ye gay, ye proud, 
 You must die, and wear the shroud; 
 Time will rob you of your bloom, 
 Death will drag you to the tomb; 
 
 Then you'll cry, and want to*be 
 
 Happy in eternity. 
 
 2. Will you go to heav'n — or hell? 
 One you must, and there to dwell; 
 Christ will come, and quickly too: 
 I must meet him, so must you; 
 
 Then you'll cry, and want to be 
 Happy in eternity. 
 
 3. The white throne will soon appear; 
 All the world must then draw near: 
 Sinners will be driven down — 
 Saints will wear the starry crown. 
 
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MISCELLANEOUS. 247. 
 
 Then you'll cry and want to be 
 Happy in eternity. 
 
 HYMN 247. C. M. 
 
 AH, what can I, a sinner, do, 
 
 With all my guilt opprest? 
 1 feel the hardness of my heart, 
 
 And conscience knows no rest. 
 
 2. Great God, thy good and perfect law 
 Does all my life condemn, 
 
 The secret evils of my soul 
 Fill me with fear and shame. 
 
 3. How many precious Sabbaths gone, 
 I never can recall; 
 
 And oh, what cause have I to mourn, 
 Who misimprov'd them all! 
 
 4. How long, how often have I heard 
 Of Jesus, and of heaven; 
 
 Yet scarcely listen'd to his word, 
 Or pray'd to be forgiv'n! 
 
 5. Constrain me, Lord, to turn to thee, 
 And grant renewing grace; 
 
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248. MISCELLANEOUS. 
 
 For thou this flinty heart canst break, 
 And thine shall be the praise. 
 
 HYMN 248. P. M. 
 
 WHAT'S this that rises in my soul? 
 
 Is it grace? Is it grace? 
 That makes my life of sin look foul? 
 Is it grace? Is it grace? 
 This work that's in my soul begun, 
 It makes me strive all sin to shun, 
 It plants my soul beneath the throne, 
 Where mercy's free — mercy's free! 
 
 2. Great God of love! I can't but wonder; 
 
 Mercy's free — mercy's free! 
 Though I've no price at all to tender, 
 Mercy's free — mercy's free! 
 Though mercy's free, our God is just, 
 And if a soul should e'er be lost, 
 This will torment the sinner most: 
 Mercy's free — mercy's free! 
 
 3. Swell, swell, oh swell the heavenly 
 
 chorus! 
 
 Mercy's free — mercy's free! 
 The devil's kingdom falls before us; 
 Mercy's free — mercy's free! 
 252 
 
MISCELLANEOUS. 249. 
 
 Sinner repent, inquire the road 
 That leads to glory and to God, 
 And wash in Christ's atoning blood; 
 Mercy's free — mercy's free! 
 
 4. This truth through all our life shall 
 cheer us, 
 
 Mercy's free — mercy's free! 
 And through the vale of death shall 
 bear us: 
 
 Mercy's free — mercy's free! 
 And when to Jordan's brink we come, 
 And cross the raging billows' foam, 
 We'll sing, when safely landed home, 
 Mercy's free — mercy's free! 
 
 HYMN 249. 8, 7, 4. 
 
 (J. F. Berg.) 
 PSALM 26. 9. 
 
 GATHER not my soul with sinners, 
 Whom thy coming shall confound; 
 Let me be among the winners, 
 Rob'd in white, with glory crown'd: 
 Not with sinners, 
 Saviour, let niy soul be found. 
 
 253 
 
249. MISCELLANEOUS. 
 
 2. Gather not my soul with sinners, 
 For thy followers, Lord, 1 love; 
 
 But, if number'd with despisers, 
 I could never dwell above. 
 Far from Jesus 
 Rebel sinners must remove. 
 
 3. Gather not my soul with sinners; 
 Lord, how could I bear to see 
 
 Rocks and mountains melting round me, 
 Without hope of heaven or thee? 
 " Rocks fall on us!" 
 Will the sinner's language be. 
 
 4. Gather not my soul with sinners: 
 Filfd with shame they must appear; 
 
 They remember they were scorners, 
 Who rejected mercy here. 
 Mourners, mourners, 
 Scoffers will be mourners there. 
 
 5. Gather not my soul with sinners: 
 Vengeance will appoint their doom; 
 
 Then, no more shall bold blasphemers 
 Laugh at hell's terrific gloom. 
 Ah! blasphemer, 
 Fearful then will be thy doom. 
 254 
 
MISCELLANEOUS. 250. 
 
 6. Gather not my soul with sinners; 
 O! how could 1 ever dwell 
 
 With the devils and his angels, 
 In the fiery depths of hell! 
 Whilst their wailings, 
 Louder and still louder swell! 
 
 7. Gather not my soul with sinners; 
 Saviour, to thy cross 1 flee! 
 
 Never, never, with transgressors, 
 Dearest Jesus, number me; 
 Not with sinners. 
 O, my Saviour, gather me! 
 
 HYMN 250. 6s. 
 
 STRIVE, for the way is strait 
 
 In which the Saviour trod; 
 And narrow is the gate 
 
 That leadeth up to God. 
 Cut off' the insnaring hand, 
 
 Pluck out the insnaring eye; 
 Turn ye at God's command; 
 
 Sinners, why will ye die? 
 
 2. Strive, for there are but few 
 Who find the living way; 
 
 Children, alas! will you 
 Still blindly go astray? 
 
 255 
 
251. MISCELLANEOUS. 
 
 O shun the crowded gate, 
 Though wide it seem, and fair 
 
 'Twill bring you, soon or late, 
 To anguish and despair. 
 
 3. Strive, ere life's setting sun 
 
 Shall sink in thickest gloom: 
 Strive, night is coming on, 
 
 Ye hasten to the tomb. 
 Ask, mercy shall be given; 
 
 Seek as for hidden gold; 
 Knock, and the Lord of heaven 
 
 The gates will wide unfold. 
 
 HYMN 251. C. M. 
 
 'TIS sweet to rest in lively hope, 
 That, when my change shall come, 
 
 Angels will hover round my bed, 
 And waft my spirit home. 
 
 2. There shall my disembodied soul 
 
 Behold him and adore; 
 Be with his likeness satisfied, 
 
 And grieve and sin no more. 
 
 2. Soon, too, my slumb'ring dust shall 
 hear 
 The trumpet's quick'ning sound; 
 256 
 
MISCELLANEOUS. 252, 
 
 And, by my Saviour's power rebuilt, 
 At his right hand be found. 
 
 4. If such the views which grace unfolds, 
 Weak as it is below, 
 
 "What raptures must the church above, 
 In Jesus' presence, know! 
 
 5. O may the unction of these truths 
 For ever with me stay, 
 
 Till, from her sinful cage dismiss'd, 
 My spirit flies away! 
 
 HYMN 252. 7s. 
 
 WHAT are these in bright array — 
 
 This innumerable throng — 
 Round the altar, night and day, 
 
 Hymning one triumphant song? — 
 " Worthy is the Lamb once slain: 
 
 Blessing, honour, glory, pow^r, 
 Wisdom, riches, to obtain 
 
 New dominion every hour?" 
 
 2. These through fiery trials trod, 
 These from great afllictions came; 
 
 Now, before the throne of God, 
 Seal'd with his almighty name; 
 R 257 
 
253. MISCELLANEOUS. 
 
 Clad in raiment pure and white, 
 Victor palms in every hand, 
 
 Through their dear Redeemer's might, 
 More than conquerors they stand - . 
 
 3. Hunger, thirst, disease — unknown; 
 
 On immortal fruits they feed; 
 Whom the Lamb, amidst the throne, 
 
 Shall to living fountains lead; 
 Joy and gladness banish sighs, 
 
 Perfect love dispels all fears, 
 And for ever from their eyes, 
 
 God shall wipe away the tears. 
 
 HYMN 253. C. M. 
 RETURNING to his throne above, 
 
 The Friend of sinners cried — 
 Do this in memory of my love: 
 
 He spoke the word, and died. 
 
 2. He tasted death for every one; 
 The Saviour of mankind 
 
 Out of our sight to heaven is gone, 
 But left his pledge behind. 
 
 3. His sacramental pledge we take, 
 Nor will we let it go: 
 
 Till in the clouds our Lord comes back, 
 We thus his death will show. 
 258 
 
MISCELLANEOUS. 254. 
 
 4. Come quickly, Lord, for whom we 
 
 mourn, 
 And comfort all that grieve: 
 Prepare the bride, and then return, 
 And to thyself receive. 
 
 5. Now to thy gracious kingdom come, 
 (Thou hast a token given;) 
 
 And when thy arms receive us home, 
 Recall thy pledge in heaven. 
 
 HYMN 254. 8, 7. 
 
 (J. F. Berg.) 
 pro v. 1. 23-31. 
 I HAVE called — but ye refused: — 
 
 Stretch'd my hands, but all in vain; 
 Ah! my love has been abused, 
 
 Wherefore should I call again? 
 Sinners, still I wait to save ye 
 
 From the pangs of endless wo; 
 Say, poor sinners, will you have me — 
 
 Will you have my grace, or no? 
 
 2. Tho' my mercy has been slighted, 
 And my counsel set at nought, 
 
 Yet my sacred word is plighted, 
 And your pardon has been bought! 
 259 
 
254. MISCELLANEOUS. 
 
 Turn, and live — salvation's offer'd: 
 O! how can you stand aloof? 
 
 Turn, and live, whilst grace is proffer'd: 
 Sinners, turn, at my reproof. 
 
 3. I have heard your plea — " To-morrow 
 We may think upon thy word, 
 
 And begin with godly sorrow 
 To repent, and seek the Lord." 
 
 You have hated knowledge, scorners, 
 After strangers you wiU go; 
 
 But, ere long, as wretched mourners, 
 You will seek my love to know. 
 
 4. Soon with fearful desolation 
 
 Shall the o'erflowing scourge prevail; 
 'Mid the whirlwind's devastation, 
 
 O, how will you weep and wail! 
 When destruction comes upon ye, 
 
 And in anguish ye shall cry: 
 When, distress'd, ye call upon me, 
 
 Sinners, I shall not be nigh! 
 
 5. Ye shall call — I will not answer; 
 Ye shall seek, but shall not find; 
 
 Ye, who scoff 'd at mercy's offer — 
 Ye, who spurn'd a Saviour kind — 
 
 Sinners, still I wait to save ye 
 Prom the pangs of endless wo! 
 260 
 
MISCELLANEOUS. 255, 256. 
 
 Say, poor sinners, will you have me — 
 Will you have ray grace, or no? 
 
 HYMN 255. C. M. 
 
 THE crowd, the poor unthinking crowd, 
 
 Refuse thy hand to see! 
 They will not hear thy loudest rod: 
 
 They will not turn to thee. 
 
 2. As with judicial blindness struck, 
 They all thy signs despise; 
 
 Harden their hearts yet more, and mock 
 The anger of the skies. 
 
 3. But blinder still the rich and great, 
 In wickedness excel, 
 
 And revel on the brink of fate, 
 And sport and dance to hell. 
 
 4. Regardless of thy smile or frown, 
 Their pleasures they require, 
 
 And sink with gay indifFrence down 
 To everlasting fire! 
 
 HYMN 256. C. M. 
 
 ALAS! and did my Saviour bleed! 
 And did my sovereign die! 
 
 261 
 
257. MISCELLANEOUS. 
 
 Would he devote that sacred head 
 For such a worm as I? 
 
 2. Was it for crimes that I have done, 
 He groaned upon the tree? 
 
 Amazing pity! grace unknown! 
 And love beyond degree! 
 
 3. Well might the sun in darkness hide, 
 And shut his glories in; 
 
 When Christ, the mighty Saviour, died 
 For man the creature's sin. 
 
 4. Thus might I hide my blushing face, 
 While his dear cross appears: 
 
 Dissolve my heart in thankfulness, 
 And melt my eyes to tears. 
 
 5. But tears of grief can ne'er repay 
 The debt of love I owe; 
 
 Here, Lord, I give myself away, 
 'Tis all that 1 can do. 
 
 HYMN 257. C. M. 
 
 COME, let us join our friends above 
 Who have obtained the prize, 
 
 And on the eagle wings of love, 
 To joy celestial rise; 
 262 
 
MISCELLANEOUS. 258. 
 
 Let all the saints terrestrial sing 
 
 With those to glory gone: 
 For all the servants of our King 
 
 In earth and heaven are one. 
 
 2. One family, we dwell in him, 
 One church above, beneath, 
 
 Though now divided by the stream, 
 The narrow stream of death. 
 
 One army of the living God, 
 To his command we bow: 
 
 Part of the host have crossed the flood, 
 And part is crossing now. 
 
 3. How many to their endless home 
 This solemn moment fly! 
 
 And we are to the margin come, 
 
 And we expect to die: 
 His militant, embodied host, 
 
 With wishful looks we stand, 
 And long to see that happy coast, 
 
 And reach the heavenly land. 
 
 HYMN 258. 8, 7. 
 
 VISIT, Lord, thy habitation! 
 
 Breathe thy peace on all therein; 
 Peace, the foretaste of salvation; 
 
 Peace, the seal of pardoned sin. 
 263 
 
259. MISCELLANEOUS. 
 
 Let thy love-infusing Spirit 
 On each heart be shed abroad"; 
 
 Raise us, by thy boundless merit, 
 To become the sons of God. 
 
 2, Prince of Peace, be ever near us, 
 
 Fix in every heart thy home; 
 With thy sweet communion cheer us, 
 
 Quickly let thy kingdom come. 
 Answer all our expectation; 
 
 Give our raptured souls to prove 
 Strong, abiding consolation, 
 
 Heavenly, everlasting love. 
 
 HYMN 259. 8, 7. 
 
 HAIL, thou once despised Jesus! 
 
 Hail thou everlasting 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: 
 264 
 
MISCELLANEOUS. 260. 
 
 All thy people are forgiven 
 
 Through the virtue of thy blood, 
 
 Opened is the gate of heaven, 
 
 Peace is made with 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. 
 
 HYMN 260. C. M. 
 1 SAW one hanging on a tree 
 
 In agony and blood; 
 Methought he turned his eyes on me, 
 
 As near his cross I stood. 
 
 2. Oh! never till my latest breath 
 Can I forget that look: 
 
 It seemed to charge me with his death, 
 Though not a word he spoke. 
 
 3. My conscience felt and owned the deed, 
 And plunged me in despair; 
 
 1 saw my sins his blood had shed, 
 And helped to nail him there. 
 265 
 
261. MISCELLANEOUS. 
 
 4. Alas! I knew not what I did; 
 But now my tears are vain: 
 
 Where shall my trembling soul be hid? 
 For I the Lord have slain. 
 
 5. A second look he gave, which said, 
 " I freely all forgive; 
 
 This blood is for thy ransom paid, 
 I die, — that thou mayst live." 
 
 6. Thus, while his death my sin displays 
 In all its blackest hue, 
 
 Such is the mystery of grace, 
 It seals my pardon too. 
 
 HYMN 261. S. M. 
 
 IS this the kind return, 
 
 Are these the thanks we owe, 
 
 Thus to abuse eternal love, 
 Whence all our blessings flow? 
 
 2. To what a stubborn frame 
 Hath sin reduced our mind; 
 
 What strange rebellious wretches we, 
 And God as strangely kind. 
 
 3. Turn, turn us, mighty God, 
 And mould our souls afresh: 
 
 266 
 
MISCELLANEOUS. 262. 
 
 Break, sovereign grace, our hearts of 
 stone, 
 And give us hearts of flesh. 
 
 HYMN 262. L. M. 
 HASTEN, O sinner, to be wise, 
 
 And stay not for the morrow's sun; 
 The longer wisdom you despise, 
 
 The harder is she to be won. 
 
 2. O hasten mercy to implore, 
 
 And stay not for the morrow's sun; 
 For fear thy season should be o'er 
 Before this evening's hours are gone. 
 
 3. O hasten, sinner, to return, 
 
 And stay not for the morrow's sun; 
 For fear thy lamp should cease to burn 
 Before the needful work is done. 
 
 4. O hasten, sinner, to be blest, 
 And stay not for the morrow's sun; 
 
 For fear the curse should thee arrest 
 Before the morrow is becfun. 
 
 267 
 
CHORUSSES. 
 
 Oh the Lamb, the loving Lamb, 
 The Lamb of Calvary! 
 The Lamb that was slain, 
 And liveth again, 
 To intercede for me. 
 And O give him glory — 
 For glory is his own. 
 
 I own I'm base, I own I'm vile, 
 
 But mercy's all my plea: 
 Remember, Lord, thy dying groans, 
 
 And then — remember me. 
 
 Oh who's like Jesus? Hallelujah! 
 
 Praise ye the Lord; 
 There's none like Jesus, O Hallelujah! 
 
 Love and serve the Lord. 
 
 My dying day is rolling round, 
 Prepare me to go home; 
 
 this is not my Canaan, 
 My Canaan is above. 
 
 Sweet Canaan, happy, happy place: 
 
 1 am bound for the land of Canaan. 
 
 268 
 
CHORUSSES. 
 
 Glory, honour, praise and power, 
 Be unto the Lamb for ever; 
 Jesus Christ is our Redeemer! 
 Hallelujah! praise the Lord. 
 
 Oh the place, what a happy place, 
 The place where Jesus is — 
 
 The place where Christians all shall 
 meet, 
 And never part again. 
 
 Well beloved, blessed Saviour, 
 Well beloved Priest and King! 
 
 Glory to the Lamb that was slain, 
 For us he did salvation bring. 
 
 Palms of victory, crowns of glory, 
 Palms of victory you shall bear; 
 
 Shout O glory, O glory! 
 
 Palms of victory you shall bear. 
 
 I am bound for the kingdom, 
 Will you go to glory with me, 
 Hallelujah! praise ye the Lord. 
 
 269 
 
DOXOLOGIES. 
 
 DOXOLOGIES. 
 
 1. L. M. 
 
 To God the Father. God the Son, 
 And God the Spirit, Three in One, 
 Be honour, praise, and glory giv'n, 
 By all on earth, and all in heav'n. 
 
 2. L. M. 
 
 Praise God, from whom all blessings 
 
 flow, 
 Praise him all creatures here below; 
 Praise him above, ye heav'nly host, 
 Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. 
 
 3. CM. 
 
 To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, 
 The God whom we adore, 
 
 Be glory as it was, is now, 
 And shall be evermore. 
 
 4. S. M. 
 To the eternal Three, 
 
 In will and essence One: 
 To Father, Son, and Spirit be 
 Co-equal honours done. 
 270 
 
DOXOLOGIES. 
 
 5. 7s. 
 Sing we to our God above, 
 Praise eternal as his love; 
 Praise him, all ye heav'nly host. 
 Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. 
 
 6. H. M. 
 
 To God the Father's throne. 
 
 Perpetual honours raise: • 
 
 Glorv to God the Son; 
 To God the Spirit praise: 
 With all our pow'rs, eternal King, 
 Thy name we sing, while faith adores. 
 
 7. L. P. M. 
 
 Now to the great, and sacred Three, 
 The Father, Son, and Spirit, be 
 
 Eternal power and glory giv'n, 
 Thro' all the worlds where God is known, 
 By all the angels near the throne, 
 
 And all the saints in earth and heav'n. 
 
 8. C. P. M. 
 
 To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, 
 The God, whom heaven's triumphant 
 host, 
 And saints on earth, adore — 
 
 271 
 
DOXOLOGIES. 
 
 Be glory as in ages past, 
 And now it is, and so shall last, 
 When time shall be no more. 
 
 9. 7,6. 
 
 To Father, Son, and Spirit, 
 
 Eternal praise be giv'n, 
 By all that earth inherit, 
 
 And all that dwell in heav'n: 
 Thou triune God! before thee, 
 
 Our inmost souls adore: 
 Who art and hast been worthy, 
 
 And shalt be evermore. 
 
 10. 8,7. 
 
 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. 
 
 272 
 
LITANY. 
 
 7s. 
 SAVIOUR, when in dust, to thee, 
 Low we bow th' adoring knee, 
 When, repentant, to the skies 
 Scarce we lift our streaming eyes; 
 O, by all thy pains and wo, 
 Suft'er'd once for man below, 
 Bending from thy throne on high, 
 Hear our solemn litany. 
 
 2. By thy birth and early years, 
 By thy human griefs and fears, 
 By thy fasting and distress 
 
 In the lonely wilderness: 
 By thy vict'ry in the hour 
 Of the subtle tempter's pow'r; 
 Jesus, look with pitying eye: 
 Hear our solemn litany. 
 
 3. By thine hour of dark despair, 
 By thine agony of pray'r, 
 
 By the purple robe of scorn, 
 By \hy wounds — thy crown of thorns: 
 s 273 
 
LITANY. 
 
 Fy thy cross— thy pangs and cries: 
 By thy perfect sacrifice: 
 Jesus, look with pitying eye: 
 Hear our solemn litany. 
 
 4 By thy deep expiring groan, 
 By thy sea I'd sepulclnal stone, 
 By thy triumph o'er the grave, 
 By thy pow'r from death to save: 
 Mighty God! ascended Lokd! 
 To thy throne in heav'n restor'd; 
 Prince and Saviour, hear our cry- 
 Hear our solemn litany. 
 
 274 
 
TABLE OF FIRST LINES. 
 
 ALPHABETICALLY ARRANGED. 
 
 Hymn 
 
 Ah! what can 1, a sinner do 247 
 
 Alas! and did my Saviour bleed 256 
 All ye who laugh and sport with death 15 
 
 Almighty Lord! before thy throne 84 
 
 Amazing sight — the Saviour stands 24 
 
 Amen! my Father hears my prayer 238 
 
 Am 1 a soldier of the cross J06 
 
 Amid the anguish and the strife 213 
 
 And are we yet alive 150 
 
 And what am I? — my soul awake 244 
 
 Angels, roll the rock away 57 
 
 Another day has pass'd along 171 
 
 Arise, great God, and let thy grace 194 
 
 Asleep in Jesus! blessed sleep 221 
 
 Awake my soul to joyful lays 56 
 
 Awak'd by Sinai's awful sound 78 
 
 Awake! awake! my sluggish soul 16 
 
 Awake, and sing the song 115 
 
 Awake, my soul, and with the sun 168 
 275 
 
TABLE OF 
 
 Hymn 
 Awake, my soul! lift up thine eyes 110 
 Awake, ye saints, and raise your eyes 206 
 
 Before thy footstool kneeling 208 
 
 Begone, my worldly cares away 169 
 Begone unbelief! my Saviour is near 68 
 Behold that great and awful day 225 
 Bid me of men beware 105 
 
 Blest be the tie that binds 145 
 
 Blest Lord, behold the guilty soorn 90 
 Blow ye the trumpet, blow 18 
 
 Brethren, belov'd for Jesus' sake 143 
 Brethren, while we sojourn here 108 
 Broad is the road that leads to death 9 
 
 Children of the heavenly King 111 
 
 Come, Holy Spirit, come 64 
 
 Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove 2 
 
 Come let us join our friends above 257 
 Come, Lord, and warm each languid 
 
 heart 4 
 
 Come, my soul, thy suit prepare 83 
 
 Come, O thou all-victorious Lord 3 
 
 Come, thou fount of ev'ry blessing 6 
 
 Come, ye poor and thirsty sinners 17 
 
 Come, ye that love the Lord 98 
 
 Come, ye weary, heavy-laden 19 
 276 
 
FIRST LINES. 
 
 Hymn 
 Daughter of Zion, awake from thy 
 
 sadness 137 
 
 Did Christ o'er sinners weep 31 
 
 Day of judgment! day of wonders 224 
 Deep are the wounds which sin has 
 
 made 60 
 
 Delay not, delay not, O sinner draw 
 
 near 11 
 
 Depth of mercy! can there be 34 
 
 Dismiss us with thy blessing, Lord 235 
 Drooping souls, no longer mourn 134 
 
 Farewell, dear friends, I must be «t 
 
 gone 232 
 
 Fare ye well, ye favourite few 233 
 
 Father, I stretch my hands to thee 87 
 Fount of everlasting love 96 
 
 Friend after friend departs 157 
 
 From every earthly pleasure 159 
 
 From Greenland's icy mountains 175 
 Faith adds new charms to earthly bliss 67 
 
 Gather not my soul with sinners 249 
 Gently, Lord, O gently lead us 117 
 
 God counts the sorrows of his saints 139 
 God is my strong salvation 135 
 
 Go watch and pray— thou canst not 
 tell 107 
 
 277 
 
TABLE OF 
 
 . Hvran 
 
 Guide me, O thou great Jehovah 116 
 
 Hail, thou once despised Jesus 259 
 
 Hail to the Lord's anointed J78 
 
 Hark! a cry among the nations 192 
 
 Hark how the watchmen cry 104 
 
 Hark! the herald angels sing 50 
 
 Haste, my spirit, haste away 215 
 
 Hasten, O sinner to be wise 262 
 
 Heal us, Immanuel, here we stand 39 
 Heaven is the place where troubles 
 
 cease 156 
 
 Ho! every one that thirsts, draw nigh 20 
 Holy Ghost, with light divine 81 
 
 How lost was my condition 61 
 
 How blest the sacred tie that binds 142 
 How much the drooping hearts revive 125 
 How sweet and heavenly is the sight 149 
 How sweet the melting lay 85 
 
 How sweet the name of Jesus sounds 48 
 How swift the torrent rolls 201 
 
 How will my heart endure 13 
 
 I have called — but ye refused 254 
 
 I love to steal awhile away 174 
 
 In God let all his saints rejoice 140 
 
 In the floods of tribulation 133 
 
 In thy presence we appear 5 
 
 Inquire, ye pilgrims, for the way 129 
 278 
 
FIRST LINES. 
 
 Hymn 
 
 In time of tribulation 130 
 
 I'm glad that I am born to die 160 
 
 I saw one hanging on a tree "60 
 
 It is the voice of love divine 58 
 
 Is this the kind return 261 
 I would not live alway, 1 ask not to 
 
 stay 155 
 
 Jerusalem, my happy home 154 
 
 Jesus, grant us all a blessing 236 
 
 Jesus, I my cross have taken 71 
 
 Jesus, Lord, we look to thee 147 
 
 Jesus, lover of my soul 131 
 
 Jesus, save my dying soul 32 
 
 Jesus, our soul's delightful choice 123 
 
 Jesus, the vision of thy face 2J 1 
 
 Jesus, thou art the sinner's friend 36 
 
 Jesus, thou hast bid us pray 82 
 
 Lamb of God, whose bleeding love 86 
 
 Let every mortal ear attend 27 
 
 Lift up your eyes, ye sons of light 127 
 
 Lift up your hearts to things above 148 
 Look down, O God, with pitying eye 88 
 
 Lo! on a narrow iieck of land 195 
 
 Lord, at thy feet we sinners lie 40 
 
 Lord, dismiss us with thy blessing 237 
 Let saints on earth their anthems 
 
 raise 142 
 279 
 
TABLE OF 
 
 Hymn 
 
 Lord of the Sabbath and its light 170 
 
 Lord, what a feeble piece 200 
 
 Lord, when together here we meet 144 
 
 Lost in a labyrinth of sin 79 
 
 Love divine, all love excelling 51 
 
 Men of God, go take your stations 183 
 Millions there are on heathen ground 190 
 Mortals, awake, with angels join 49 
 
 My days, my weeks, my months, my 
 
 years 204 
 
 My soul, be on thy guard 109 
 
 My span of life will soon be done 203 
 My thoughts on awful subjects roll 10 
 
 Now be the gospel banner 97 
 Now begin the heavenly theme 113 
 Now, brethren, to your homes repair 234 
 Now, gracious Lord, thine arm re- 
 veal 205 
 Now let our voices join 92 
 
 O bless the Lord, my soul 93 
 
 O'er the gloomy hills of darkness 181 
 
 O for a closer walk with God 41 
 
 O for a heart to praise my God 101 
 
 O for a shout of sacred joy 102 
 
 O for a thousand tongues to sing 99 
 280 
 
FIRST LINES. 
 
 Hymn 
 Oft as the bell, with solemn toll 197 
 O give me, Lord, my sins to mourn 243 
 O glorious hope of perfect love 74 
 
 O God, I thank thee that the night 167 
 O God of our salvation 136 
 
 O how divine, how sweet the joy 121 
 O Jesus, full of grace 45 
 
 O where shall rest be found 141 
 
 O Lord, thy work revive 80 
 
 Once I thought my mountain strong 129 
 One there is above all others 59 
 
 On Jordan's stormy banks 1 stand 158 
 On the mountain's top appearing 182 
 On Thibet's snow-capt mountains 176 
 O sacred Head, now wounded 53 
 
 O that I were as heretofore 44 
 
 O that the Lord would hear my cry 29 
 O there will be mourning, &c. 228 
 
 O thou, before whose gracious throne 209 
 O turn ye, O turn ye; for why will 
 
 ye die 21 
 
 O when shall I see Jesus 162 
 
 O why did 1 my Saviour leave 43 
 
 O ye young, ye gay, ye proud 246 
 
 Pabting soul! the floods await thee 212 
 People of the living God 114 
 
 Religion's form is vain 42 
 
 281 
 
TABLE OF 
 
 Hymn 
 
 Returning to his throne above 253 
 Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings 72 
 Rock of ages! cleft for me ' 37 
 
 Roll on, thou mighty ocean 179 
 
 Saviour, canst thou love a traitor 35 
 
 Saviour, visit thy plantation 91 
 
 Saw ye my Saviour, &c. 245 
 
 Saw ye not the cloud arise 122 
 
 See from Zion's sacred mountain 128 
 
 See how the morning sun 173 
 
 See, Jesus, thy disciples see 146 
 
 See that heathen mother stand 185 
 
 See the eternal Judge descending 226 
 
 Shepherd of Israel, thou didst lead 193 
 
 Show pity, Lord! 6 Lord, forgive 46 
 Shrinking from the cold hand of 
 
 death 217 
 
 Say, sinner, hath a voice within 63 
 
 Sing, all ye ransom'd of the Lord 95 
 Sinners, behold that downward road 14 
 
 Sinner stop! O stop and think 8 
 
 Sinners, take the friendly warning 227 
 
 Sinners, this solemn truth regard' 77 
 
 Sinner! thou wilt not yield 241 
 
 Sinners, turn; why will ye die 7 
 
 Sinners, we are sent to bid you 28 
 Sinners, will you scorn the message 25 
 282 
 
189 
 
 TIRST LINES. 
 
 Hymn 
 
 Soldiers of Christ, arise 103 
 
 Sometimes a light surprises 76 
 
 Son of God, thy blessing grant 89 
 Sov'reign of worlds! display thy 
 
 pow'r 
 
 Stay, thou insulted Spirit, stay 38 
 
 Sure the blest Comforter is nigh 66 
 Sweet is the scene where Christians 
 
 die 220 
 
 That awful day will surely come 230 
 
 That mighty angel to whose hand 188 
 
 That warning voice, O sinner, hear 229 
 
 The chariot! the chariot! &c. 231 
 The crowd, the poor, unthinking 
 
 erowd 255 
 
 The day is drawing nigh 126 
 Thee will I love, my strength, my 
 
 tower 100 
 
 The Lord's into his garden come 151 
 
 The mighty flood that rolls along 196 
 The morning breaks: — my voice I 
 
 raise 166 
 
 The morning light is breaking 177 
 
 The power to bless my house 172 
 
 The present moment flies 202 
 
 The time is short! the season near 198 
 
 The trump of Israel's jubilee 187 
 
 The voice of free grace, &c. 23 
 283 
 
TABLE OF 
 
 Hymn 
 There is a fountain, filled with blood 55 
 There is an hour of hallow'd peace 152 
 There is an hour of peaceful rest 161 
 There is a land of pure delight 153 
 
 This place is holy ground 219 
 
 Tho' in the outward church below 223 
 Thou man of griefs, remember me 30 
 Thro' all the dangers of the night 165 
 Thro' the day thy love has spar'd us 163 
 Thus far the Lord has led me on 164 
 Thy people, Lord, who trust thy 
 
 word 186 
 
 Time is winging us away 199 
 
 'Tis a point I long to know 242 
 
 'Tis by the faith of joys to come 69 
 
 "Tis first of all, thyself to know 243 
 
 ^Tis hard, from those we love, to go 210 
 'Tis sweet to rest in lively hope 251 
 
 To-day, if ye will hear his voice 26 
 
 To the cross where Jesus dies 54 
 
 Triumphant Zioni lift thy head 138 
 
 Vain man, thy fond pursuits forbear 12 
 Visit, Lord, thy habitation 258 
 
 Vital spark of heavenly flame 216 
 
 We bless the Prophet of the Lord 62 
 
 Welcome, welcome, dear Redeemer 33 
 
 We've no abiding city here 118 
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FIRST LINES. 
 
 Hymn 
 
 What are these in bright array 252 
 
 What language now salutes the ear 22 
 
 What poor, despised company 119 
 
 What shall I render to my God 94 
 
 What sinners value 1 resign 73 
 
 What though the tempest rage 240 
 
 What's this that rises in my soul 248 
 What's this that steals, that steals 
 
 upon my frame 222 
 
 When I can read my title clear 75 
 When pulse beats low, and cheeks 
 
 grow pale 70 
 While, with ceaseless course, the sun 207 
 
 Weary of struggling with my pain 65 
 
 Why thus impatient to be gone 132 
 
 Who but thou, Almighty Spirit 1 91 
 
 Who can describe the joys that rise 124 
 Why do we mourn for dying friends 218 
 
 Why lament the Christian dying 214 
 Why sleep ye, my brethren? come, 
 
 let us arise 47 
 
 With ten thousand saints attended 239 
 
 Yes, my native land, I love thee 184 
 
 Yes, we trust the day is breaking 180 
 
 Yonder! amazing sight! I see 52 
 
 Your harps, ye trembling saints 1 
 
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INDEX. 
 RECAPITULATION OF SUBJECTS. 
 
 Page 
 
 Invocation, 2-7 
 
 Awakening 7-17 
 
 Inviting 17-29 
 
 Penitential 29-43 
 
 Backsliding and Formality 43-50 
 
 Christ 50-66 
 
 Holy Spirit 67-70 
 
 Faith 71-73 
 
 Hope and Assurance 74-81 
 
 Regeneration 82-84 
 
 Prayer and Intercession 84-92 
 
 Praise 92-105 
 
 Warfare and Watchfulness ....106-113 
 
 Pilgrimage 1 14 123 
 
 Rejoicing in a revival 123-129 
 
 Darkness 129-135 
 
 Comfort in distress 135-143 
 
 Christian Fellowship 143-154 
 
 Longing for heaven 155-165 
 
 Family Worship 1 66-1 75 
 
 Missionary 176-1 94 
 
 Flight of time 194-205 
 
 New Year 205-207 
 
 Sickness and Death 207-223 
 
 Judgment 223-232 
 
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INDEX. 
 
 Page 
 
 Farewell and Dismission 232-240 
 
 Miscellaneous 241-267 
 
 Clmrussps, p. 268-269— Doxologies, p. 
 £70-272— Litany, p. 273-274. 
 
 Original Hymns— h. 239, 240, 241, 249, 
 254. 
 
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