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Markel-Strtet, A Pocket HYMN BOOK, AWAKENING and INVITING, H« Y M N 1. 1 /^ FOPv a thoufand tongues to fmg V>^ My dear redeemer's praife I The glories of my God and king, The triumphs of his grace ; 2 My gracious Mafter, and my God, Afiiil me to proclaim, To fpread through all the earth abroad The honors of thy name. 3 Jefus, the name that charms our fears, That bids our for rows ceafe : 'Tis muiic in the finner's ear: 'Tis life, and health, and peace. 4 He breaks the power of cancell'd lin, He fets the pris ner free ; His blood can make the fouleft clean His blood availed me. 5 Look unto him, ye nations^ own Your God, ye fallen race ; Look and beiav'd through faith alone, .Be juitify'd by grace I A3 6 See 4 AWAKENING. 6 See all your fins on Jefus laid ; The Lamb of God was (lain. His foul was once an oif 'ring made For every foul of man. 7 With me, your Chief ye then (Kail know, Shall feel your fins forgiv'n ; Anticipate your heav'n below. And own that love is heav n. HYMN II. S •^OME, ye finners. poor and needy \^j Weak and wounded, fick and fore, Jefus ready (lands to fave you, Full of pity, love, and pow'r ; He is able, He is willing, doubt no more. 2 Now, ye needy, come and welcome, God's free bounty glorify : True belief, and true repentance, Every grace that brings him nigh ; Come to Jefus Chrift and buy. 3 Let not your confcience make you linger, Nor of fitnefs fondly dream, All the fitnefs he requires, Is to feel your need of him ; This he gives you, 'Tis the Spirit's glimm'ring beam. 4 Come, ye weary, heavy laden'd, Bruis'd and mangled by the fall, .If you tarry till you're better. You will never come at all , Not the righteous, Sinners Jefus came to call. 5 Agonizing AND INVITING. 5 5 Agon 'zing in the garden, l.o ! your Maker proftrate lies ! On the bloody tree behold him ! Hear him cry before he dies, . "It isfiniih'd!" Sinners, will not this fufnce ? 6 Lo ! th' incarnate God afcending. Pleads the merit of his blood ; Venture oft him, venture freely, Let no other truft intrude ; None but Jefus Can do helplefs finners good. j Saints and angels join'd in concert, Sing the praifes of the Lamb, While the blifsful feats of heaven. Sweetly echo with his name ; Hallelujah! Sinners here may do the fame. HYMN III. 1 /^lOME, finners to the gofpel-feaft 1^4 Let every foul be Jefu's gueft i Ye need not one be left behind ; For God hath bidden all mankind. 2 Sent by my Lord, on you 1 call ; The invitation is to all : Come all the world ; come, finner, thou? All things in Chfift are ready now. 3 Come all ye fouls by fin opprelt, Ye reftlefs wand'rers after reft ; Ye poor, and maim'd, and halt and blind, In Chrift a hearty welcome find. A3 4 Mjr 6 AWAKENING. 4 My meifage as from God receive j Ye all may come to Chritt, -and live ; O let his love your hearis conltrain, Nor fufter him to die in vain ! 5 His love is mighty to compel : His conqu'ring love confent to feel ; Yield to his love's refiftlefs power, And light againft your God no more. 6 See him fet forth before your eyes, That precious, bleeding faci ince ! His offer'd benefits embrace, And freely now be fav'd by grace ! j This is the time; no more delay ! This is the acceptable day ; Come in, this moment, at his call. And live to him who dy'd for all ! HYMN IV. Why tuill ye die, houfe of 1ft ml ! Ezek. xviii. 31. SINNERS, turn, why will ye die? God, your Maker, aflcs you why? God who did your being give, Made you with himfelf to live; He the fatal Caufe demands, Alks the work of his own hands; Why, ye thank lefs creatures, why Will you crofs his love and die ? 2 Sinners, turn, why will you die ? God, your Saviour, alks you why ? God, who did your fouls retrieve, Dy'd himfelf that you might live. 3 Will AND INVITING? $ Will you let him die in vain ? Crucify your Lord a gain ! Why^eianfoni'd Tinners, why Will you flight his grace, and die ? dinners, turn, why will ye die ? God, the Spirit, aftcs you why ? He, who all your lives hath drove, Woo'd you to embrace his love j Will you not the grace receive ? Will you dill refufe to live ? Why, ye long-fought Tinners why Will you grieve your God, and die ? 4 Dead, already dead within, Spiritually dead n fift, Dead to God, while here you breathe, Pant ye after fecond dea'h ? Will you ftill in fin remain, Greedy of eternal pain ? O ye dying finners, why, Why will you for ever die ? HYMN V. i QINNERS obey the gofpel word f £5 Hafte to the fupper of my Lord ^ Be wife to know your gracious day I All things are ready ; come away* ' 2 Ready the father is to own, And kifs his late returning fon Ready your loving Saviour ftands^ And fpreads for you his bleeding handsi 3 Ready thefpirit cf his love, Tuft now the ftohy to remove s A 4 T> apply 8 AWAKENING, T' apply and wltnefs with the blood, And waili, and feal the foris of God. 4 Ready for you the Angels wait, To triumph in your bled eftate ; Tuning their harps, they long to'praife The wonders of redeeming grace, 5 The Father, Son, and Holy Ghoir, Are ready with their mining hoft : All heav'n is ready to refound, " The Dead's alive I the Loft is found." 6 Come then, ye finners, to your Lord, Jn Chrift to paradife reftor'd ; His proffer'd benefits embrace, The plenitude of gofpel- grace. HYMN VI. 1 TJ EHOLE)th e Saviour of mankind, JLJ Nail'd to the mameful tree : How vaft the love that him inclin'd To bleed and die for thee ! 2 Hark, how he groans ! while nature makes,. And earth's itrong pillars bend ! The temple's veil in funder breaks, The foKd marbles rend. 3 'Tis done! the precious ranfom's paid, '* Receive my foul," He cries ? See, where he bows his facred head ! He bows his head and dies. 4 But foon he'll break death'senvious chain And in full glory mine ; O I .amb of God ! was ever pain, Was ever love like thine I HYIv'IN AND INVITING. $ HYMN VII. 1 /^\ Love divine ! what haft thou done ! \J Th' immortal God hath dy'd for me I The Father's co-eternal Son Bore all my (ins upon the tree : Th' immortal God for me hath dy'd j My Lord, my love is crucify 'd. 2 Behold him, all ye that pafs by, The bleeding prince of life and peace t Come, fee. ye worms, your Maker die, And fay, was ever grief like his ! Come, feel with me, his blood apply'd ; My Lord, my Love, is crucify'd. 3 Is crucify'd for me and you, To bring us rebels back to God ; Believe, believe the record true, Ye all are bought with Jefu's blood | Pardon for all flows from his fide j My Lord, my Love, is crucify'd, 4 Then let us fit beneath his crofs, And gladly catch the healing fiream ; All things for him account but lofs, And give up all our hearts to him $ Of nothing think or fpeak befide IVJy Lord, my Love is crucify'd. HYMN VIII. i r T* HEE we adore, eternal name, i And humbly own to thee. How feeble is our mortal frame, W hat dying worms we be { A 5 % Our 10 AWAKENING, 2 Our wafting lives grow fhorter ft ill, As days and months increafe ; And ev'ry beating pulfe we tell, Leaves but the number lefs. 3 The year rolls round and fteals away, The breath that firft it gave : Whate'er we do, where'er we be, We're trav'ling to the grave. 4 Dangers ftand thick through all the ground To puih us to the tomb ; And tierce difeafes wait around, To hurry mortals Jiome. 5 Great God ! on what a (lender thread Hang everlafting things! Th* eternal {rates of all the dead, Upon life's feeble firings • 6 Infinite joy, or endlefs woe, Depends on ev'ry breath ; And yet how unconcern'd we go, Upon the brink of death ! y Waken, O Lord, our drowfy fenfe, To walk this dang'rous road ; And if our fouls are hurry'd hence, May they be found with God ! HYMN IX. 1 "IT 7 HEN rifingfrom the bed of death, W O'erwhelm'd with guilt and fear* 1 view my IViaker face to face, O how (hall I appear ! 2 If yet while pardon may be found, And mercy may be fought ; My AND INVTTINC^ if My foul with inward horror flirinks And trembles at the thought ! 3 When thou, O Lord, (hall ftand difcIosMs In majefty fevere, And fit in judgment on my foul, O howfliall I appear ? 4 O may my broken contrite hearty Timely my fin- 'an And early, with repen;: Eternal woe prevent 5 Behold the forrows of n: Ere yet it be too late , And hear my Saviour's dj\n b To give tiofe for %&£, 6 For never ftiall my foul defpair Her pardon to fecure, : Who knows, thy only Son h?dh To make that pardon furg ? HYMN Xs i A ND am die ? I\ Tt -■ - And mirft mi ! renYl rrg . Intr» a. woi M unkn A lar ) ! eft ihade, L'np^erc'd by lisrma'n h6uj The dreary reg •Ye weary fpirits reft, Ye mournful fouls be glad ; The year of jubilee is come ; Return, ye ranfom'd finners, home- Extol the Lamb of God, The all-atoning Lamb 5 Redemption in his blood Throughout the world proclaim. The year of jubilee is come ; Return, ye ranfom'd finners, home. Ye (laves of fin and hell, Your liberty receive. And fafe in Jefus dwell, And bleft in Jefus live. The year of jubilee is come ; Return, ye ranfom'd finners, home. Ye, who have fold for nought Your heritage above, Shall have it back unbought, The gift of Jefu's love. The year of jubilee is come * Return, ye ranfom'd finners, home i The gofpel -trumpet hear, The news of heav'nly grace, And fav'd from earth, appear Before your Saviour's face. The year of jubilee is come ; Jteturn, ye ranfom'd finners, home. HYMM IS AWAKENING. HYMN XVL i npERRiBLE thought! fliall I alone, A Who may be iav'd, ilia II I, Of all, alas ! whom I have known Through fin tor ever die. 2 While all my old companions dear. With whom 1 once did live, Joyful at God's right hand appear, A bleflingto receive. 3 Shall 1 amidlt a ghaftly band, x Draggd to the judgment feat, Far on the left whh horror ftand, My fearful doom t>o meet ? 4 While they enjoy their Saviour's love, Mull I in torments dwell ? And howl (while they fing hymns above) And bbw the flames of hell. 5" Ah ! no ; 1 (till may turn and live } For ftill his wrath delays; He now vouchsafes a kind reprieve, And offers me his grace. 6 I will accept his offers now, From ev'ry fin depart, Perform my oft repeated vow, And render him my heart. 7 I will improve what I receive, The grace through Jelus given ; Sure if with God on earth 1 live. To live with God in heaVn. HYMN AND INVITING- j£ HYMN XVII. i T^HOU God of glorious majefty, L lo th ee againft myfelf, to thee, A worm of earth, I crv : £ half-awaken 'd child of man Aa heir of endlefs blifs or pain, A (Inner born to die .' I I o I on a narrow neck of land. '1 wixt two unbounded feas I ftancl Secure, infenfible ; A point of time, a moment's fpace, Kernels me to that heav'nly place, Or {huts me up in hell. , O God, mine inmoft foul convert. And deeply on my thoughtful heart Eternal things imprefs ; Give me to feel their folemn weight, And tremble on the brink of fate, And wake tofighteoufnefs. Be^re me place in dread array Tne pomp of that tremendous day* ^ When thou with clouds fhalt come 1 o judge the nations at thv bar ; And tell me, Lord,fTiall 1 be there ^ lo meet a joyful doom ? Be this my one great bus'nefs here, W nh fenous induftry and fear n Eternal blifs t' enfure j Thine utmoft counfel to fulfil, And fufFer all thy righteous will, And to the end endure, 6 Then 2d PENITENTIAL. 6 Then, Saviour, then my foul receive, Tranfported from this vale, to live And reign with thee above ; Where faith is fweetly loft in fight, And hope in/full, lupreme delight, And everlafting love. PENITENTIAL. HYMN XVIII. i T7* ATHER of lights from whom proceed* Jj Whate'er thy ev'ry creature needs, Whofe goodnefs, providently nigh; Feeds the young ravens when they cry : To thee I look, my heart prepare, Suggeft and hearken to my pray'r. 2 Since by the light myfelf I fee Naked, and poor, and void of thee ; Thy eyes muft all my thoughts furvey, Preventing what my lips would fay ; Thou feeft my wants for help they call, And e're I f peak thou know'ft them all. 3 Thou khow'ft the bafenefs of my mind, Wayward, and impotent, and blind : Thou know'ft how unfubdu'd my will,, Averfe to good, and prone to ill ; Thou know'ft how wide my pafTions rove. Nor check'd by fear, n^r charm'dby love. 4 Fain would I know as known by thee And feel the indigence I fee; Fain would I all my vilenefs own, And deep beneath the burden groan ; Abhor penitential; 21 Abhor the pride that lurks within, Deteft and loath myfelf and fin. $ Ah ! give me, Lord, myfelf to feel, My total mifery reveal ; Ah ! give me, Lord, (I ftill would fay) A heart to mourn, a heart to pray ; My bufinefs this, my only care, My life, my ev'ry breath be pray'r. HYMN XIX. i /^l THAT I could repent ! \J O that I could believe \ Thou, by thy voice, the marble rent, The rock in f under cleave I Thou, by the two-edg'd fword, My foul and fpirit part. Strike with the hammer of thy word, And break my ftubborn heart. £ Saviour and prince of peace, The double grace beftow, Unloofe the bands of wickednefs. And let the captive go : Grant me my fins to feel, And then the load remove ; Wound and pour in, my wounds to h«a3, The balm of pard'ning love. 3 For thine own mercy's fake The cur fed thing remove, And into thy protection take The pris'ner of thy love j In ev'ry trying hour i>tand by my feeble foul, And fkreen me from my nature's pow'r Till thou haft made me whole, 4 This 22 PENITENTIAL. 4 This is thy will, I know. That J fhouJd h-lybe, ,. Should let my fin this moment go, This moment turn to thee : & .P might I now embrace Thy all-fuflicient pow'r f And never more to fin give place, And never grieve thee more. * HYMN XX. 1 T E SP« ^ thy pitying eye «.! Call back a wand ring (Tie-p . Falfe to thee, like Peter, 1 Would fain like Peter weep; Let me be by thy grace reftawd. On me be all Iong-futfering ihown- Turn, and look upon me, Lord, And break my heart of done.' 2 Saviour, Prince enthron'd above, Repentance to impart, Give me, through thy dving love. The humble, contrite hear: : Give what I have long implor'd, A portion of thv grief unknown ; Turn, and look up* n me, Lord, And break my heart of Hone. 3 For thine own companion's fake The gracious wonder mew ] Call my fin, behind thy back. And warn me white as (now : If thv b iwels now are ftirr'd, If I now myfelf '-emcan, Turn, and look upon mc, Lord, And break my heart cf Hone. 4 Uee PENITENTIAL. 2Z 4 See me, Saviour, from above. Nor fuffer me to die f Life, and happinefs, and love, Drop from thy gracious eye ; Speak the reconciling word, And let thy mercy melt me down | Turn, and look upon me, Lord, And break my heart of flone. 5 Look, as when thine eye purfu'd Thefirft apoftate man, Saw him welt'ring in his blood, And bade him rife again ; Speak my paradife reftor'd, Redeem me by thy grace alone g Turn, and look upon me, Lord, And break my heart of ftone. 6 Look, as when thy languid eye Was cl-s'd that we might live j " Father," (at the point to die, My Saviour gafp'd) " forgive !" Surely with that dying word, He turns and looks, and cries, " 'tis done" P my bleeding, loving Lord, Thou break'ft my heart of ftcne. HYMN XXI. I 1 ET the world their virtue bosft, A-/ Their work of right'oufnefs \ I, a wretch, undone and loft, Am furely fav'd by grace ; Other title 1 difclai um. This, only this, is all my pica, J the chiefoffinnersam, fcutjefusdy'd for me I 2 -Happy 24 PENITENTIAL* 2 Happy they whofe joys abound Like Jordan's lwelling ftream, Who their heav'n in Chrift have found, And give the praife to him ; Let them triumph in his name, Enjoy their full felicity $ I the chief of finners am, But Jefus dy'd for me. 3 Bleft are they, entirely bled, Who can in him rejoice, Lean on his beloved bread, And hear the bridegroom's voice $ Meaneft follower of the Lamb, His fteps I at a diftance fee j I the chief of finners am, But Jefus dy'd for me ! 4 Jefus, thou for me haft dy'd. And thou in me fhalt live ; I fhall feel my death apply 'd, I fhall thy life receive ; To bring fire on earth thou came, O that it now may kindled be ! I the chief of iiBners am, But Jefus dy'd for me ! HYMN XXII. i \T7ITH glorious clouds encompaft VV round, Whom angels dimly fee, Will the unfearchable be found, Or God appear to me ? 3 Will he forfake his throne above, Himfelf to worms impart ? Anfwer thou man of grief and lov«, And fpeak it to my heart. 3 ** PENETENTIAL. 25 3 fn manifefted love explain Thy wonderful defjgn ; What meant the fuff'ring fon of man ? The ftreaming blood divine ? 4 Didft thou not in our flefh appear, And live and die below, That I may now perceive thee near, And my Redeemer know ? 5 Come then, and to rny fou! reveal The heights and depths of grace, The wounds which all my forrows heal, That dear disfigur'd face. 6 Before my eyes of faith confeft, Stand forth a flaughter'd Lamb: And wrap me in the erimfon veil, And tell me all thy name. 7 Jehovah in thy person fliow, Jehovah crucify'd ! And then the pard'ning God I know, And feel the blood apply'd. 8 I view the Lamb in his own light, Whom angels dimly fee : Ajid gaze, transported at the fight, To all eternity. HYMN XXHL I TESU, if ftill the fame thou art, J If all thy promifes are fure, Set up thy kingdom in my heart. And make me rich, for I am poor : To me be all thy treafures giv'n, Tfce kingdom of an inward heav'n. B 2 Thau 0.6 PENITENTIAL. 2 Thou haft pronounced the mourners bleft, And lo ! for thee I e"ver mourn : I cannot, no, I will not reft, Till thou my only reft return : Till thou the Prince of peace, appear,, And 1 receive the comforter. 3 Where is the bleflednefs beftow'd On all that hunger after thee ? I hunger now, I thirft for God ! See, the poor fainting finner fee, And fatisfy with endlefs peace, And fill me with thy right'oufnefs. 4 Ah, Lord ! if thou art in that figli. Then hear thyfelf within me pray ; Hear in my heart thy fpirit's cry, Mark what my lab'ring foul would fay ; Anfwer the deep unutter'd groan, And Hiew that thou and I are one. 5 Shine on thy work, difperfe the gloom, Light in thy light I then mall fee ; Say to my foul, ** Thy light is come, " Glory divine is ris'n on thee: " Thy warfare's paft, thy mourning's o'er, tfi Lookup — for thou fhalt weep no more.'* 6 Lord, I believe the promife fure, And truft thou wilt not long delay $ Hungry, and forrowful, and poor, Upon thy word myfelf I ftay ; Into thine hands my All refign, And wait till all thou art is mine. HYMN PENETENTIAL. 2J H Y MfN ;XX1V. i TESUS, if ftill ihou art to-day J As ycfterday the fame, Prefent to heal, in me difplay The virtue of thy name. 2 If ftill thou go'ft about to do Thy needy creatures good, On me, that I thy praife may fhew, Be all thy wonders ftiew'd, 3 Now, Lord, to whom for help I call, Thy miracles repeat ; With pitying eyes behold me fall A leper at thy feet. 4 Loathfome, and foul, and felf-abhorr'd, I fink beneath my fin ; But if thou wilt, a gracious word Of thine can make me clean. 5 Thou feeft me deaf to thy commands, Open, O Lord, my ear ; Bid me ftretch out my wither'd hands, And lift them up in pray'r. 6 Silent, (alas .' thou know'ft how long) Mv voice 1 cannot raife ; But O ! when thou fhaltloofe my tongue, The dumb fhall fing thy praife, 7 Lame at the pool I ftill am found : Give, and my ftrength employ ; Light as a hart I then fhall bound, The lame fhall leap for joy. S Blind from my birth to light and thee, And dark I am within ; B z Th«p 28 Penitential." The love of God I cannot fee, The finfulnefs of fin. 9 But thou, they fay, art palling by, O let me find thee near ; Jefus, in mercy hear me cry Thou fon of David hear. 10 Long have I waited in the way, For thee", the heav'nly light ; Command me to be brought, and fay, : , Sinner, receive thy fight. HYMN XXV. i TESUS, lover of my foul, J Let me to thy bo fern fly, While the nearer waters roll, While the tempeft ItiK is high j Hide me.O my Saviour, hide, Till the ftorm of life is paft ; Safe into the haven guide, O receive me foul at laft ! I Other refuge have i none, Hangs my helptefs foul on thee • ] Leave, ah! leave me not alone, Still fupport and comfort me ; All my trufl on thee is ftay'd. All my help from thee 1 bring, Cover my defencelefs head With the fliadow of thy wing. 3 Thou, O Chrift, art all 1 want. More that all in thee I find ; Ratfe the fallen, cheer the faint, Heal che fick, and lead ihe blind : PENITENTIAL, 2^ Juft and holy is thy name ; I am all unrighteoufnefs, Falfe, and full of fin I am, Thou art full of truth and grace. 4 Plenteous grace with thee is found, Grace to cover all my fin ; Let the healing dreams abound ; Make and keep me pure within, Thou of life the fountain art, ^ Freely let me take of thee ; Spring thou up within my heart, Rile to all eternity. o HYMN XXVI. LOVE divine, how fweet thou art I When ihall 1 find my living heart AU taken up by thee ? 1 thirft, 1 faint, 1 die to prove The greatnefs of redeeming love. The love of Chrift to me ! 2 Stronger his love than death or hell j Its riches are unfearchable J The firft-born fons of light Defire in vain its depths to fee ; '] hey cannot reach the myftery, The length, and breadth, and height. 3 God only knows the love of God ; O that it now were fried abroad In this poor ftony heart ! ^ For love 1 figh, for love I pine ; This only portion, Lord, be mine ! Be mine this better part I B 3 4 O that 30 Pr.NITENTI AL. 1 4 O that [ could for ever fit. With Mary at the Matter's feet f Be this my happy choice : My only care, delight and blifs, My joy, my heav'n on earth be this, To hear the bridegroom's voice ! 5 O that I could, with favour'd John, Recline my weary head upon The deaf Redeemer's breaft I From care, and fin, and forrow free, Give me; O Lord, to find in thee My everlatling reft ? HYMN XXVU. i A H ! whither mould I go, /"\ Burden'd, and fick, and faint ? To whom mould I my trouble mow, And pour out my complaint ? My Saviour bids me come, Ah ! why do I delay ? He calls the weary finner home, And yet from him I flay. 2 What is it keeps me back, From which j cannot part ? Which will not let my Saviour tak« Poffeffion of my heart ? Some curfed thing unknown Muft furely lurk within j Some Idol, which I will not own, Some fecret bofom-fin. 3 Jefu, the hind'rance mow, Which 1 have fear'd to fee j Yet piNiTENrrAs 3* Yet let me now confentt^ know What keeps me out of thee, Searcher of hearts, in mine Thy trying pow'r difplay ; Into its darkett corners fliine^ And take the veil away. 4 I now believe, in thee Compaffion reigns alone ; According to my faith, to me O let it Lord, be done ! In me is all the bar Which thou would'ft fain remove 5 Remove it, and I mail declare, That God is only love. HYMN XXVIIT. 1 RATHER of JefusChrift the jufly . P My Friend and Advocate with thee Pity a foul that fain would truft Jn him who liv'd and dy'd for me • But only thou canft make him known , And in my heart reveal thy fon . 2 If, drawn by thine alluring grace, My want of living faith I feel, Show me in Chrift thy fmiling face, , What flefh and blood can ne'er reveal ; Thy co-etefnal Son difplay. And call my darknefs into day. 3 The gift unfpeakable impart ; Command the light of faith to i"hine i To mine in my dark drooping heart, And fill me with the life divine : Now bid the new creation be : O God, let there be faith in me. HYMN jZ PENITINTIAL. HYMN XXIX, i f\ JESUS my hope, V-J For me offer'd up, Who with clamour purfu'd thee to Calvary's top : The blood thou haft Hied, For me let it plead, And declare thou haft dy'd in the murderer's ftead. 2 Now, now let me know Its virtue below : Let it warn me, and I ftiall be whiter than- fnow. Let it hallow my heart. And thoroughly convert, And make ine.O Lord, in the world as thou art. 3 Each moment apply'd. My Weaknefs to hide, Thy blood be upon me, and always abide: Mv advocate prove With the Father above, And fpeak me at laft to the throne of thy love HYMN XXX. I f^OME, holy celeftial Dove, V^ To vifit a forrowful breaft, My burthen of guilt to remove, And bring me aflurance and reft : Thou only haft pow'r to relieve Afmner o'erwhelm'd with his load; The fenfe of acceptance to give, And fpr inkle his heart with thy blood. * 2 With PENETENTIAL 33 2 Wiih me if of s old thoti haft ftrove, ~ And ftrangely with-held from me fin And try'd, Vjy the lure of thy love, My worthlef? affe&ions to win ; The work of thy mercy revive, Thy utter moil: mercy exert j And kindly continue to ftrive, Nor hold till I yield thee my heart. 1 3 Thy call if I ever have known. And figh'd from myfelf to get free i And groan'd the unfpeakable groan, And long'd to be happy in thee : Fulfil the imperfect deftre, Thy peace to my conscience reveal. The lenfe of thy favour infpire, And give me my pardon to feel ! 4 If when I had out thee to grief, And madly to folly return'd, Thy pitty hath been my relief, And lifted me up as I mourn'd: Moft pitiful f pirit of grace, Relieve me again, and reftore % My f pirit in holinefs raife, To fall and to fufFef no more. 5 If now J lament after God, And gafp'd for a drop of thy love, If Jefus hath bought thee with blood For' me to receive from above ; Come, heavenly Comforter, come, True witnefs of mercy divine, And make me thy permanent home, And feal me eternally thine ! HYMN 54 PENITENTIAL. HYMN XXXI, 1 PTAY, thou infulted fpirit, flay, O Tho' I have done thee fuch defpite ; Nor cad the Tinner quite away, Nor take thine everlaiting flight. 2 Though I have mod unfaithful been, Of all who e'er thy grace receivd, Ten thoufand times thy goodnefs feen, Ten thoufand times thy goodnefs griev'd. 3 Yet, O ! the chief of finners fpare, In honour of my great High Prieft, Nor in thy righteous anger fwear T' .exclude me from thy people's reft. 4 If yet thou canft my fins forgive, From now, O Lord, relieve my woes ; Into thy r£.ft of love receive, And blefs me with the calm repofe. 5 From now my weary foul releafe, Up-raife me with thy gracious hand, And guide into thy perfect peace, And bring me to thy promis'd land. HYMN XXXII.' I "\ T 7EARY of wand'ring from my God, V V And now made willing to return, I hear, and bow me to the rod. For thee, not without hope, I mourn ; I have an advocate above, A friend before the throne of love. 2 O Tefus PENITENTIAL. 3$ 2 O Jefu', full of truth and grace ; More feiH of grace than I of fin, Yet once again I feek thy face, Open thine anus and take me in, And freely my backfli dings heal, And love the faithlefs finner ftill. 3 Thou know'it. the way to bring me back, My fallen fpirit to reftore ; O ! for thy truth and mercy's fake, Forgive and bid me fin no more .' The ruins of my foul repair, And make my heart a houfe of pray'r. 4 Ah ! give me, Lord, the tender heart, That trembles at th' approach of fin ! A godly fear of fin impart ; Implant and root it deep within I That I may dread thy gracious pow'r. And never dare offend th.ee more. HYMN XXXIII. i nrO the haven of thy breaft, -L O Son of man, I fly. Be my refuge and my reft. For O the ftorm is high ! Save me from the furious blafi, A covert from the tempefl. be j Hide me, Jefus, till o'erpaft The florin of fin 1 fee. 2 Welcome'as the water-fpring To a dry and barren place : ' O defcend on me. and bring Thy iweet refreihing-gracs; g6 PENITENTIAL." O'er a parch'd and weary land, As a great rock extends its made, Hide me. Saviour, with thine hand, And fkreen my naked head, 3 In the time of my diftrefs, Thou haft my fuccour been, In my utter helpleflnefs, Reftraining me from fin ; O how fwiftly didft thou move, To fave me in the trying hour I Still protect me with thy love, And ihield me with thy pow'r. 4 Firft and laft in me perform, The work thou haft begun ; Be my ihelter from the ftorm, My fhaddow from the fun : Let me hang upon my God, Till t thy perfect glory fee, Till the fprinklingof thy blood Shall fpeak me up to thee. HYMN XXXIV. I f\ Thou that hear'ft when finners cry, KJ Tho' all my crimes before thee lie, Behold me now with angry look. But blot their mem'ry from thy book. 2. Create my nature pure within, And form my foul averfe to fin ; Let thy good Spirit ne'er depart, Nor hide thy prefence from my heart; 3 I cannot live without thy light, Call out and baniiii'd from thy fight * Tke PENITENTIAL. 37 The fav'mg ftrength, O Lord, reftore, And guard me that 1 fall no more. 4 Tho' I have griev'd thy Spirit, Lord, His help and comfort dill afford : ; And let a wretch come near thy throne, To plead the merits of thy Son. 5 My foul lies humbled in the dud. And owns thy dreadful fentence juft : Look down, O Lord( with pitying eye, And fave the foul condemn'd to die, 6 Then will I teach the world thy ways ? Sinners fhall learn thy fov'reign grace ; I'll lead them to my Saviour's blood, And they fhall praife a pard'ning God. 7 O may thy love infpire my tongue. Salvation fhall be all my fong ; And all my pow'rs fhall join to blefs The Lord, my ftrength and fighteoufnefs. o HYMN XXXV. That ! could my Lord receive. Who did the world redeem t Who gave his life, that I might live A life conceal d in him. 2 O that I could the bleiTing prove* My heart's extreme defire ; Live happy in my Saviour's love, And in his arms expire ! 3 Mercy I afk to feal my pesce. That, kept by mercy's pow r, 3& PENITENTIAL. I may from ev'ry evil ceafe, And never grieve thee more ! 4 Now, if thy gracious will it be,. Ev'n now my fins remove, And fet my foul at liberty By thy victorious love. 5 In anfwer to ten thoufand pray'r*, Thou pardning God defcend, Number me with lalvation's heirs, My fins and troubles end. 6 Nothing! afk, or want befide Of all in earth or heav'n - t Bu: let me feel thy blood apply'd. And live, and die iorgiv'n. H Y M N XXXVI. i T^V'- COPING foul make off thy fear.%. \i_J Feariul foul, be ilrong, be bald ; "i arry 'ill the Lord appears., Never; never quit thy hold.;. Murmur not at his delav. Dare .not fet thy God a time. Camly for his coming ftay. Leave it, leave it all io him. 2 Fainting (oul,-'bs bold, be ttrong ; Wait the leiiure of thy Lord ; Though it feem to tarry long. 1 rue and iaithiul is his word : On his word my foul 1 call, (lie. cannot hiinfelf deny) buiely it iliall fpeak at laft ; It ihaii fpeak, and iliali uotlye. 3 Ev'r" PENITENTIAL. $9 3 EvYy one that feeks {hall find i Ev'ry one that afks lKali have : Cbrift, the Saviour of mankinds- Willing, able all to fave. 1 {hall his falvation fee, I in faith on Jefus call, 1 from fm fhall be fet free, Perfectly fet free from all. 3 Lord, my time i< in thine hand, Weakandhelplefsas I am, Surely thou canft make me ftand ; 1 believe in Jefu's name : Saviour in temptation thou, Thou halt fav'd me heretofore, Thou from fm doft fave me now ; 'Ihou ihalt fave me evermore. HYMN XXXVII. 1 -fTTHY fhould the children of a king W Go mourning all their days ? Great comforter, defcend and bring, The tokens of thy grace ! 2 Doft thou not dwell in all thy faints, And feal the heirs of heav'n ? .When wilt thou b-wifh my complaints, And fhew my fins forgiv'n. 3 Affure my conference of her part In the Redeemer's blood ; .And bear thy witnefs with my heart, That I am born of God. C z 4 Thou 4° PENITENTIAL. 4 Thou art the earned of his love, The pledge of joys to coine ; May thy blelt wings, celeftial Dove, Safely convey me home. M y m n xxxvnr. 1 \A Y drow{ y P ow 'i"s, why fkep ve fo ? 1VJL Awake, my fluggifla foal i Nothing hath half thy work to do 5 Yet nothing's half 'fo dull. 2 Go to the ants : for one poor gram, See how they toil andOrive ; Yet we, who have a heavu t' obtain, How negligent we live! 3 We for whofe fake all nature (lands, And ftar> their courfes move ; We for whofe guards the an M bands, Come flying from above :" 4 We for whom God the Son came dowa. And labourd for our good How carelefs to fecure that crown He purcha-M with his blood ! 5 Lord, flail we live fo fluggiih ill;., And never act our part- ?°° Come, Holy Dove, from the heav'nly hi'h . And warm our frozen hearts. 6 Give us with active warmth to m>.v^ With vig'rous fouls to rife, With hands of faith, and wings of love To dy and take the prze. PETITION. 41 PETITION. HYMN XXXIX. 1 TJ APPY foal, that free from barms, X~l Refts within his Shepherd's arms I Who his quiet mal! moleft ? Who fhall violate his reft ? Jefus doth his fpirit bear, Jefus takes his ev'ry care ; He who found the wand'ring iheep, Jefus ftill delights to keep. % O that I might fo believe, Stedfaftly to Jefus cleave ; On his holy love rely, Smile at the deftroyer nigh ; Free from fin and lervile fear, Have my Jefus ever near ; All his care rejoice to prove, All his paradife of love. 3 Jefus, feek thy wand'ring fheep, Bring me back, and lead, and keep: Take on thee my ev'ry care ; Bear me — on thy bofom bear. Let me know my fhep herd's voice, More and more in thee rejoice ; More and more of thee receive, Ever in thy fpirit live. 4 Live, till all thy life I know, Perfect through my Lord below ; »"5Iad!y then from earth remove, Gatliex'd to the fold above 5 C 3 O that 42 PETITION, O that T at laft may ftand W = th the fheep at thy right hand : '! ake the crown fo freely giv'n, Enter in by thee in heav'n. HYMN XL. i TV yTAKER, Saviour of mankind, IVi Who haft on me beftow'd, An immortal foul, dcfign'd To be the h^ufe of God ! •Come, and now refide in me, Never, never to remove, Make me juft, and good, like thee, And full of power and love. 2 Bid me in thy image rife, A faint, a creature new : True, and merciful, and wile. And pure and happy too. This thy primitive defign, That I fliould in thee be bVt. g Should within thy arms divine For ever, ever reft 3 Let thy will on me be done ; Fulfil my heart's defire, Thee to know, and Jove alone. And rife in raptures higher ; Then descending on a cloud. When with raviftid eves I fee ; Then I (hall be fill'd with God To all eternity • HYJVIM TKTlTIOtf. 43 t HYMN XLT. j f~\ ODof my falvation, hear, VJJ" And help me to believe ; Sin ply do'l row dr?w rear, Thy bleffing to receive . Full of guilt, alas ! I am, ;But to thy wounds for re'uge flee : Friend'fo finners, fpotlefs Lamb, Thy blood was ihed for me. -2 Standing row as r.ewly-flain, To th'ee 1 lift mine eve, Balm r f all my grief and pain, -■Thy- blood' is always nigh : Now, as yefterday the farne\ Thou art, and wilt for ever be , .FrienoLto finners, fpotlefs Lamb, Thy blood, was fhedfor me. 3 Nothing have I, Lord, to pay, Not can thv grace procure, Empty, fend.fne not away, For I, thou know'it, am poor? Duft and afhes re my name Mv all is fin and mifery : Friend to finners, fpotlefs. Lamb, Thy blood was ilied for me. 4 No good word, or work, or thought. Bring 1 to bay thy grace : Pardon" 1 accept unbought. Thy proffer I embrace : Coming, as at firft I came. To take and not beftow on thee : > riend of finners, fpotlefs Lamb, Thy blood was ihed for me. C 4 5 Saviour 44 PETITION. 5 Saviouf from thy wounded fide I never will depart, Here will I my fpirit hide, When I am pure in heart, Till my place above I claim This only fhall be all my plea. Friend of Tinners, fpotlefs Limb Thy blood was Ihed f or me. HYMN XLII. i /^1 OMl , Lord, and help me to rejoice Vl1 ho P e lhat ] ^^ hear ^y voice bnail one day fee mv God, Shall I ceafe from all m/fin and ftrife, handle and laite the word of life, And feel the fpwnkled blood. 2 I mall not always make my moan, IN'or wor/hip thee a God unknown, out I mall live to prove T hy people's reft, and faints' delight, i ne length, and breadth, and depth and height, Of thy redeeming love. 3 Rejoicing now in earned hope, 1 hand, and from the mountain top >eall the land below : Rivers of milk and honey rife, And all the fruits of paradile, In endlefs plenty grow. 4 A land of corn, and wine, and oil, Tavour'd with God's peculiar fmile, With every blefiing bleft : There dwells the Lord our righteoufnef?, And keeps his own in perfed peace, And everlafting reft. 5 O that PETITION. 45 K O that I might at once go tsp, No more on thjs fide Jordan rlop, But now the land pofiefs, This moment end my lega] years, Sorrows, and ii»s, and doubts, and fears, And howling wildernefs ! 6 Now, O my jofhua, bring me in, Caft out thy foes, the inbred fin, The carnal mind remove, The purchafe of thy death divide^ And O with all the fanctifted. Give me a lot of love! HYMN XLIII. 3 /*""> CD cf all grace and ma jell f % VJT bupremely great and good, If 1 have mercy found with thee, Through the atoning blo^d ; The guard cf ail thv mercies give, And to my pardon join /i fear, left i fhould ever grieve Thy gracious Sp'rit divine. 1 If mercy is indeed with thee., May 1 obedient prove, Nor e'er abufe my liberty, Or fin againfl thy love : This choiceft fruit of faith befto*/ On a poor fojourner j And let me pafs my days below In humblcnefs and fear*. C 5 ' 3 Still 46 PETITTOK. 3 Still may I walk as in thy figlit, My ftrict obferver lee ; And thou by rev'rent love unite My childlike heart to thee : Still let me, till my days are pair. At Jefus feet abide ; So fhall he lift me up at lad, And feat me by his lide. hymn jfcuy. 1 T want a principle within, •*- Of jealous godly fc^r, A fenfibility of fin, A pain to feel it near. 2 That 1 from thee no more mar part. No mere thy goodneis grieve, The filial awe, ihc flefhy heart, The tender . 'rucience give. 3 Quick a? the apple of an eye, O God, my cor.fc ; c; ce make-; Awake my foul, when iin is nig , And keep it (till awai.e. 4 If to 'he right or left I ilray. That moment, lord, reprove ; And let me weep my ! f e away, For having griev'd thy love. 5 O may rl • leaft oiniffioti pain My v 14 inllrudked fo'j!, Aad • me to the blood again; V . takes the wounded whole. HYMN PETITION, 4? H Y M N XLV. i ]y /TY God, my life, my love, I V X To thee, to thee i call 4 1 cannot live if thou remove, For thou art ail in a)L 2 Thy fhining grace can cheer This dungeon where I dwell ; Tis.paradife when thou art here ; If thou depart 'tis hell 3 The failings of thy face, How amiable they are , 'Ti> beav'n to reft in thine embrace, And no where elfe but there. 4 To thee, and thee alone. The angels owe their .biifs ; Thev lit around thy gracious throne, And dwell where jefus is. ^ Not all the harps above Can make a'heav'nl y place, If God his refidence retrieve, Or but corcea! his face.' 6 Nor earth, nor ?M thei>y ? Can one delight afford ; No. not one drop of real joy, Without thy prdt-rce, Lord, 7 Thou art the fea of -love, Where all my pleafurei roll; The circle where my pi (5 ?>s move, &ad centre of my &&$. ,8 To 4& PETITION. 8 To thee my fpirits fly With infinite defire : And yet how far from thee I lie ? Dear Jefus, raife me higher. HYMN XLVI. i TESUS, come, thou hope of glory j J Fortify me, that I May with faints above adore thee. 2 Big with earneft expectation, Still 1 fit at thy feet, Longing for falvation. 3 My poor heart youchfafe to dwell ij^ Make me thine, Love divine, By thy fpirit's iealing. 4 Thou haft laid the fure foundation Of my hope, build me up ; Finiih thy creation. 5 From this inbred fin deliver • Let the yoke now be broke, Make me thine for ever. 6 Partner of thy perfett nature Let me be, now in thee, A new fpotlefs creature. ? Perfect when I walk before thee, Soon or late, then tranflate To the realms of glory. HYMN XLVII. I T Thirft, thou wounded Lsmb of God, * To warn me in thy cleanfing blood : To dwell within thy wounds: then pain Is fweet, and life or death is gain. 2 Take PETITION, 49 2 Take my poor heart, and let it be For ever clos'd to all but thee i Seal thou my breaft, and let me wear That pledge of love for ever there. 3 How bleft are they who ftill abide Clofe flielter'd in thy bleeding fide ? Who life and ftrength from thence derive, And by thee move, and in thee live! 4 What are our works but fin and death, Till thou thy quick'ning fpirit breathe : Thou gir'ft the pow'r thy grace to move* wond'rous grace* O boundlefs love ! 5 How can it be, thou heavnly king, That thou mouldft us to glory bring ? JVlake flaves the partners of thy throne, Deck'd with a never-fading crown ? 6 Hence our hearts melt, cur eyes o'erflcW; Our words are loft : nor will we know, Nor will we think of aught Deride, " My Lord* my Love is crucify 'a ; ' 7 Ah Lord ! enlarge our fcanty thought, 1 o know the wonders thou hail wrought ! Unloofe our ftamm ring tongue to tell '1 hy love immenfe, uni earchable ! 8 Firft-born of many brethren thou, To thee, lo ! all our fouls we bow ; To thee our hearts and hands we give 1 bine may we die, thine may we live. $Q PZ TITIAN..- HYRJ N XLVIII. i O AVIOUR, the world's and mine; ^ Was ever grief like thine I Thou my pain, my curfe haft took, All my fins were laid on thee ; Help me, Lord, to thee 1 look; Draw me, Saviour, after thee. 2 To love is all my wifli, I only live for this : Grant me, Lord, my heart's defire, Thereby faith for ever dwell ; This! always will require, Thee, and only thee to feel. 3 Thy pow'r I pant to prove, Rooted and nVd in love ; Strengthen'd by thy ipirit's might, Wife to fathom things divine, What the length, and breadth and height. What the depth of love like thine. 4 Ah ! give me this to know, With all thy faints below ; Swells my foul to compafs thee ; Gafps in thee to live and move ; Fill'd with all the Deity, All immers'd and loft in'love ! HYMN XUX. i T'ESUS, thou all-redeeming Lord, x f Thy blefling we implore, Open the door to preach the word, The ^reat, effectual door. 2 Gfathe: PETITION*. 5* 2 -Gather the ou»cafb in, and fave From fin and Sat&n's po\y'r 1 -And iet rhem now acceptance have, And know the gracious hour. 3 Lover of louls, thou know'ft to prize What thou hall bought fo d-ar ; Come then, and in thy people's eves With all thy wounds appear ! 4 Appear, as when of ©Id confeffc The luff ring Son of God ; And let them fee thee in thy \ek But newiy dipt in blood. 5 The (tony from their hearts remove, Thou, who for all haft dy'd ;' Shew them the tokens of thv love, Thv feet, tny hands, thy fide ! 6 Thv feet, were nai I'd to yonder tree, To trample down their fin ; Thy hands "hey ail ftretch d out may fee, To take thy murd'rers in. 7 7 hy fide an open fountain is, Vv here all may freely go, And drink the living ftreams of blifs, And waiTi them white as fnow. 8 Ready thou art the blood t' apply, And prove the record true j And aii thy wounds to finners ctj % , ? i itafer this for you V* HYMN 52 PETITION. HYMN L. i /~\ GOD, our help in ages pad, V-/ Our hope for years to come, Our fhelter from the ftormy blaft, And our eternal home . 2 Under the fhadow of thv throne Still may we dwell fecure j Sufficient is thine arm alone, And our defence is fure. 3 Before the hills in order flood, Or earth receiv'd her frame, From everlarting thou art Gcd, To endlefs years the fame. 4 A thoufand ages in thy light Are like an ev'ning gons ; Short as the watch that endbthe night. Before the riling fun. 5 The bufy tribe of fkfri and bleed, W ith all their cares and fears, Are carry'd downward by the flooa, And loft in following years. 6 Time, like an ever rolling dream, Bears all its fons away ; They fly, forgotten, as a dream Dies at the op'ning day. 7 O God J our help in ages patt, Our hope for years to come Be thou our guard while life mall laft, And our perpetual home,, hymn PETITION. 53 HYMN LT. i f^ OME, let us anew, ^> Our journey purfue, Roll round with the year, And never itand ftill tijl the Mafter appear, His adorable will, Let us gladly fulhl, And our talents improve, By the patience of hope, and the labour of love. 2 Our life is a dream, Our time as a ftreaixi. Glides fwiftly away, And the fugitive moment refufes to (lay ; The arrow is flown, The moment is gone j The millennial year Rufhes on to our view, and eternity's here. 3 O that each, in the day Of his coming, may fay, M I have fought my way thro', I have finifh'd the work thou didft give me to do " O that each from his Lord, May receive the glad word, "Well and faithfully done! f Enter into my joy and fit down on my •* throne." HYMN LU. i T EADER of faithful fouls, and guide 1 j Of all that travel to the Iky, Come and with us, ev'n us abide, Who would on thee alone rely ; On thee alone our fpirit flay, While held in life's uneven way. 54 PETITION. 2 Strangers and pilgrims here below, > This earth we know is not our place, And halten through the vale of woe, And reftlefs to behold thy face ; Swift to our heav s nly couniry move, Our everlaiting home above. 3 We've no abiding city here, But feek a city out of fight. Thither our (teady courfe we (leer, Afpiring to the plains of light ; ; Jeruialem, the faints' abode. Whofe founder is the living God. 4 Patient th* appointed race to run. This weary world we.caft behind, prom ftrength to ftrength we travel on, The new Jerufalem to find , Our labour this, our only aim, To find the New Jerufalem. 5 Thro' thee, who all our fins haft borne, Freely and gracioufly forgiv'n, With fongs to Zion we return, Contending for our native heav'n ; That palace of our glorious King, We find it nearer while we fing. 9 Rais'd.by the breath cf love divine, V/e urge our way with ftrength renew- d, The church of the firft-born to join, We travel to the mount of God , With joy upon our heads arife, And meet our Captain in the .Ikies, HYMN" PETITION. So HYMN LIIT. i CON of God, if thy free grace v -> Again hath rais'd me up, CalPd mejtill to feek thy face, And giv'n me back my hope : StHl thy timely help afford, And all thy loving^ kindnefs fhow: Keep me, keep me, gracious lord. And never let me go. 2 By me, O my Saviour, {fond In fore temptation's hour ! Save me with ihiiie out-flretch'd hand, And ffiew forth all thy pow'r: O be mindful of thy word, Thy all-fufficient grace beftow : Keep me, keep me, gracious Lord, And never let me go. 3 Give me, Lord, a holy fear, And fix it in my heart, That [ ,may from evil near, , With fpeedy -care depart* Sin be more than hell abhor'd : Till thou deftroy thy tyrant f me leave rhy breaft, From the^e, my Saviour ftray ♦ Thou art my iuppnrt and reit., My true and living way i My > xceeding great reward, in heav'n above, and earth below : ;Ke-p me keep me, gracious Lord, And never let me go. HYMN 56 PETITION. HYMN L1V. 1 TT OKD, and is thine anger gone ? 1 j And art thou pacify 'd ? After all that I have done, Doft thou no longer chide ? Infinite thy mercies are ; Beneath the weight I cannot move, O 'tis more than 1 can bear, The fenfe of pard'ning love. 2 Let it ftill my heart conftrain, And all my paffions fway ; Keep me, leit 1 turn again Out of the narrow way : Force my vi'lence to be ftill, And captivate my ev'ry thought ; Charm and melt, and change my will. And frring me down to nought. 3 If I have begun once more 1 hy fweet return to feel ; If even now I find thy pow'r Prefent my foul to heal : Still and G Jefus, exa'.ted on high, Appear our omnipotent Lord/ Who meanly in Bethlehem born, Did (loop to redeem a loft race,. Once more to thy creatures return; Aod i eign in thy kingdom of grace. 2 When thou in our fleiK didft appear, All nature acknovvledg'd thy birth ; Arofe the acceptable year, Aad heaven was opsn'd on earth ! Receiving. 60 PETITION. Receiving its Lord from above. The world was united to blefs The giver of concord and love, The prince and the Author of peace, 3 O wouldft thou again be made known, Again in the fpir it defcend And fet up in each of thine own A kingdom that never fhall end. Thou only art able to blefs, And make the glad nations obey, And bid the dire enmity ceafe, And bow the whole world to thy {way. 4 Come then to thy fervants again, Who long thy appearing to know, Thy quiet and peaceable reign In mercy eltabliiri below ; All forrow before thee mall fly, And anger and hatred be o'er, And envy and malice iliall die, And difcord afflict us no more. 5 No horrid alarum of war Shall break our eternal repofe ; No found of the trumpet is there, Whece Jefus's Spirit o'erfiows : Appeas'd by the chaims of thy grace, We all fhall in amity join, And kindly each other embrace, And love with a pafiion like thine. HYMN LViti. i /^lOME, Father, Son, and Holy Ghoft, \^t One Gcd in perfons three I Bring back the heav'nly blcfllng loft By ail mankind and me. 2 Thy PETITION. 6l 2 Thy favour, and thy nature too, To me, to all reftore, Forgive, and after God renew, And keep us evermore. 3 Eternal Son of righteoufnefs, Difplay thy beams divine, And caufe the glories of thy face Upon my heart to ihine. 4 Light in thy light, O may I fee, Thy grace and mercy prove ! Reviv'd, and cheer'd and bleil by thee, The God of pard ning love ! 5 Lift up thy countenance ferene, And let the happy child Behold, without a cloud between The Godhead rec ncil'd ! 6 That all-comprifing peace heftow On me, through grace forgiv'n • The joys of holinefs below, And then the joys of heav'n ! HYMN LIX. i r\ Almighty God of Love, ^ Thy holy arm difplay \ Send me fuccour from above, In this my evil day • Arm my weaknefs with thy pow'r, Woman's feed appear within I Be my fafeguard and my tow r Againft the face of fin. 2 Rock of my falvation hafte, Lstend thy ampV fliade/ '* Let 62 PETITION* Let it over me be caff, And fkreeri my naked head ; Save me from the trying hour ; 1 hou my f ure protection be ; Shelter me from Satan's power. Till I am fix'd on thee. 3 Set upon thyfeli" my feet, And make me furely ftand ; From temptation's rage and heat CoVer me with thine hand ; Let me in the cleft be plac'd ; Never from thy fence remove 5 In thine arms of love embrac'd— Of ever laftin glove. HYMN LX. i /^OME, Saviour, Jefu, from above i ^ y^i >iiriftmewith thy heavnly grace, Empiy my heart of earthly love. And for thyfelf prepare the place. 2 O let thy facred prefence fill, Andfet my longing {pirit free ! Which pants to have no other will, But night and day to feaft on thee. 3 While in this region here below, No other good willl puTlue ; I'll bid this world of noife and fhow, With ail its glittering fnares, adieu. 4 That' path with humble fpeed I'll feek. In which my Saviour** footfteps mine ; Nor will 1 hear, nor will I lpeak Of any other love but thine. c Henceforth PETlTI^tf. 63 5 Henceforth may no profane delight D'vide this confecrated foul ; PoiTefs it thou who haft the right, As Lord and matter of the whole, 4 Niching on earth do I defire, But thy pure love within my breaft | This, on:y this, will I require, And freely give up all the reft. H Y M N LXl. 1 r "l~ , HE playing fpirit breathe, L The watching pow'r impart % From all entanglements beneath Call off my peaceful heart ; My feeble mind iuftain, By worldly thoughts oppreft ; Appear and bid me turn again To my eternal seft. 2 Swift to my refcue come, 1 hy own this moment feize ; Gather my wand'ring fpirit home, And keep me in perfect peace : Suffer 'd no more to rove O'er all the earth abroad, Arreft the pris'ner of thv love, And iliut me up in God. HYMN UCTI. 1 Q HEP HERD divine, our wants relieve ^ In this our evil day ; To all thy tempted followers give The pow'r to watch and pray. D 2 2 Long 64 PETITION. 2 Long as our Fery trials laft, Long as the crofs we bear, O let our fouls on thee be caft, In never ceahVig pray'r ! 3 The Spirit of interceding grace Give us in faith to claim ; To wreftle till we lee thy face, And know thy hidden name. 4 Till thou thy perfect love impirr, Till thou rhyfelf beftow, Be this the cry ofevVy heart, I will not let thee go. 5 1 will not let thee go wilefs Thou tell thy name to me ; With all thy great falvation blefs. And make me all like thee. 6 Then let me on the mountaintop, Behold thy open face ; Where faith in fight is fwallow'd up, And pray'r in endlefs praife. HYMN LX1II. 1 YESU, my ftrength, my hope, ,J On thee 1 call my care, With humble confidence look up, And know thou hear'ft my pray'r. Give me on thee 10 wait, Till lean ail things do, On thee Almighty co create, Almighty to renew. 2 I want a fober mind, A felf renouncing will, That PETITION. 6/5 That tramples down and cafts behind The baits of pleafmg ill : A foul inur'd to pain, To hardthip, grief, and lofs | £o)d to take up, firm to fuftain The confecrated erofs. I want a godiy fear, A quick difcerning eye, That looks to thee when iin is near, And fees the tempter fly $ A fpirit (till prepar'd, And arm'd with jealous care. For ever (landing on its guard, And watching unto pray'r. I want a heart to pray, To pray and never ceafe, Never to murmur at thy ftay, Or wifh my fufferings lefs. This blefling above all, Always to pray J want, Out of the deep on thee to call, And never, never faint. I want a true regard, A fingle fteady aim, Unmov'd by threat'ning or reward, To thee and thy great name : A jealous, juft concern, For thine immortal praife; A pure defire that all may learn __ And glorify thy grace. I reft upon thy word $ The promife is for me, D3 My 66 PETITION. My fuccour and falvation, Lord, Shall furely come from thee : Put let nieftill abide, Nor from my hope remove, Till thou my patient fpirit guide Ipto thy. perfect love. HYMN LXIV. i TTELP, Lord, to whom for help I fly, Jti And ftill my tempted foul ftand by, Throughout the evil day ; Thy facred watchfulnefs impart, And keep the iilues of my heart, And ftir me up to pray. $2 My foul with thy whole armour arm, in each approach of fin alarm, And fhew the danger near ; Surround, fuftain, and ftrengthen me, And fill with godlv jealoufy, And fanctiiying fear. 3 Whene'er my carelefs hands hang down & O let me fee thy gath'ring frown, And feel thy warning eye : And darting cry, from ruin's hrinj:, Save Jefus, or 1 yield, 1 fink i O fave me, or i die ! 4 If near the pit I raflily ftray, Before 1 wholly fall away, The keen convi&ion dart ? Recall me by that pitying lofrfc, That kind, upbi aiding glance which broke Unfaithful Peter's heart. 5 la PETITION". 67 5 In me thine utmoft mercy mew, And make me like thy fell below, Unblameable in grace ; Ready prepar'd and fitted here, By perfect holinefs t' appear Eefore thy glorious face HYMN LXV. 1 TESUS, my faviour, brother, friend, J On whom I cart my evry care, On whom for all things I depend Jnfpire, and then accept my prayV. 2 If I have tafted of thy grace, The grace that fure falvation bring?; If with me now thy fpirit flays, And hov'ring hides me in his wings 3 Still let him with my wakenefs itay, Nor fora moment s (pice depart •> JLvil and danger turn away, And keep, till he renews my heart. 4 When to the right or left 1 ftray, His voice behind me may I hear, 41 Return and walk in Chrift thy way, " Fly back to Chrift , for Sin is near." 5 His facred uncVson from above Be ftill my comforter and guide ; Till alt the liony he remove, And in my loving heart refide. 6 Jefus, I fain would walk in thee. From nature's ev'ry path retreat ; Thou art my way, my leader be, And fet upon the rocfc; my feet. 7 Uphold 63 PETITION. 7 Uphold me, Saviour, or I fall ; O reach me out thy gracious hand t Only on thee for help i call ; Only by faith on ihee J ftand. HYMN LXVI. 1 A Charge to keep T have ; X~\ A god to glorify ; A neyer-dying foul to fave, And fit it for the fky : To ferve the prefent age, My calling to fulfil ; may it all my pow'rs engage To do my matter's will ! 2 Arm me with jealous care, As in thy fight to live , And Q ! thy iervant Lord prepare A ftricl account to give. Help me to watch and pray, And on thyfelf rely ; Aflur'd, if I my truft betray, 1 ihall for ever die. HYMN LXVIT. 1 "D^ *t m y on 'y wifdom here, D To ferve the Lord with filial fear, With loving gratitude ; Superior fenfe may I difplay By /hunning ev'ry evil way, And walking in the good. O ma/ PETITION. 6$ 2 O may T dill from fin depart ; A wife and underitanding heart, Jefus, to i«e be giv'n ! And let me through thy Spirit know, To glorify my God below, And find my way to heav'n. HYMN LXVIH. 1 f~\ OD of Almighty love, VJT By whofe fufficient grace I-iift my heart to things ab ,ve, And humbly feek thy face ; Through Jefus C.hrift the juft, My faint defires receive, And let me in thy goodnefs truft, And to thy glory live. 2 Whate'er I fay or do, Thy glory be my aim ; My ofFrings all be offer'd through The ever-bleffed name. Jefu, my fingle eye Be fix'd on thee alone ; Thy name be prais'd on earth, on high ; Thy will by all be done, 3 Spirit of faith, infpire My confecrated heart ; Fill me with pure celeilial fire, With all thou haft and art ? My feeble mind transform. And, perfectly renew'd. Into a faint exalt a worm ; A worm exalt to God ? HYMN *JQ PETIT10K. HYMN LXIX. I r TT^HE things my God doth lute, 1 That I no more may do, Thy creature, Lord, again create, And all my foul renew ; My foul mall then, like thine. Abhor the thing unclean, And fanc"tify'd thy love divine, For ever ceafe from fin. Z That blefled law of thine, Jefu, to me impart ; Thy fpirit's law of life divine, Oh write it in my heart ! Implant it deep within. Whence it may ne'er remove, The law of liberty from fin, The perfect law of love. 3 Thy nature be my law, Thy fpotlefs fancVity And fweetly ev'ery moment draw' My happy foul to thee ; Soul of my foul remain, Who didft for all fulfil, In me, Q Lord fulfil again Thy heav'nly father's yn\\. HYMN LXX. l /^X For a heart to praife my God, \J A heart from fin fet free ! A heart that always feels thy blood to freely fpilt for me ! 2 A heart Petition. 71 2 A heart refign'd, fubmiflive, meek. fvly gieat redeemer's throne ; Where only Chrift is heard to fpeak, Where Jefus reigns alone. 3 O for a lowly contrite heart, Believing, true, and clean, Which neither life nor death can part ■ From him that dwells within. 4 A heart from every thought renew'd. And full of love divine ; Perfect, and right, and pure } and good, A copy, Lord, of thine. 5 Thy tender heart is full the fame, And melts at human woe ; jefus, for thee diftreft I am; ^ 1 want thy love to know. 6 My heart, thou know'ft, can never re& Till thou create my peace, Till of my Eden repoffefs'd. From ev'ry fin i ceaf e. 7 Fruit of thy gracious lips, on me Bellow that peace unknown, The hidden manna, and the tree Of life, and the wtfite ttone. 8 Thy nature, gracious Lord, impart, Come quickly from above ; Write thy new name upon my heart, _ 'Thy new, bed name cf love. mum 72 PKTITIOJJ. HYMN LXXI. i ^TpHOU hidden love of God, whofe 1 .height, Whofe depth unfathom'd, no man knows ; 1 fee from farthy beauteous light, 1 only figh for thy repofe : My heart is pain'd, nor can it be At reft, till it finds reft in thee. 2 Thy facred voice invites me ftill 1 he fweetnefs of thy yoke to prove : And lain 1 would, but though my will Seems fix'd. yet wide my paffions rove : Yet hindrances itrew all the way ; I aim at thee, yet from thte ftray. 3 'Tis mercy all, that thou haft brought My mind to feek her peace in thee ! Yet while I feek, but find thee not, No peace my wandring foul fhall fee : O when mall all my wand'rings end, And all my ileps to thee- ward tend ? 4 Is there a thing beneath the fun, 7Tiat drives with thee my heart to mare ? Ah ! tear it thence, and rei^n alone, The Lord of ev'ry motion there ! Then mall my heart fr?m earth be free, ' W hen it hath found repofe in thee. 5 Each moment draw from earthr.ua/ My heart, that lowly waits thy cail ; Speak to my inmoft foul, ard fay ' " I am thy love, thy God, thy All I" To feel thy pew'r, lo hear thy voice, To tafte thy love, be all my choice. HYMN PETITION. 73 HYMN LXXII. 1 *\^E happy finners hear , * . T . h , e P ris ' ners of the Lord. And wait, till Chrift appear According to his word ; Rejoice in hope, rejoice with me, We ihall from all our fins be free, 2 The Lord our righteoufnefs, We have long fmce receiv'd ; Salvation nearer is Than when we firfl belie v'd ; Rejoice in hope, rejoice with me, We mall from all our fins be free. 3 In God we put our truft , If \ve our fins confefs, Faithful he isandjuft, From ail unrighteoufnefs To cleanfe us all, both you and me j We ihall from ail oar fins be free. 4 Surely in us the hope Of glory mall appear ; Sinners, your heads lift up, And fee redemption near , Again I fay rejoice with me, We ihall from all our fins be free. 5 Who Jefu's fuff 'rings {hare, . My feilow-pris'ners now, Ye foon the wreath ihall wear . On your triumphant brow : Rejoice in hope, rejoice with me, VV e iliail irom all our fins be free. E 6 The 74 ' PETITION. 6 The word of God is fure, And never can remove, We fliall in heart be pure, And perfect in love ; Rejoice in hope, rejoice with me; We fliall from all our fins be free* 7 Then let us gladly bring Our facrifice of praife, Let us give thanks, and fing And glory in his grace : Rejoice in hope, rejoice with me, We fliall from all our fins be free. HYMN LXXIH. i T7* OR ever here my reft fliall be. JP Clofe to thy blefsed fide ; This all my hope, and all my plea, For me the faviour dy'd I 1 My dying Saviour and my God, Fountain of guilt and fin Sprinkle me- ever with thy blood, And cleanfe, and keep me clean. 3 Wafli me, and make me thus thine own : Wafh me, and mine thou art ; Wafk me, but pot my feet alone, My hands, my head, my heart. 4 Th' atonement of thy blood apply, Till faith to fight improve ; Till hope in full fruition die, And all my foul be love. HYMM PETITION". 1$ HYMN LXXIV. ' 1 TESU, my life, fhyfelf apply,- J Thy holy Spirit breathe : My vile affections crucify, Conform me to thy death. 2 Conqu'ror of hell, and earth, and'fiff, Still with thy rebel drive j Enter my foul, and work within, And kill, and make alive ! 3 More of thy life, amd more I have As the old Adam dies: Bury me, Saviour in thy grave, That 1 with thee may rife. 4 Reign in me L< rd my foes contfouT, Who would not own thy fway ; Diffufe thine image through my fo'ul, Shine to the perfect day. 5 Scatter the faft remains of fin, And feal me thine abode * make me glorious all within,. A temple builc by God. HYMN LXXV. 1 Y T OLY Lamb, who three receive, JT1 Who in thee begin to live. Day and night they cry to thee, As thou art, fo let us be ! 2 Jefu, fee my panting bread : See, I pant in thee to reft I Gladly would I now be clean : Cteanfe me now from ev'ry fm. E 2 3 Fix 7*> PETITION. 3 Fix, O fix my wav'ring mind ; To thy crofs my fpirit blind ; Earthly paffions far remove ; Swallow up our fouls in love. 4 Duft and aflies though we be. Full of guil^ and mifery, Thine we are, thou Son of God, Take the purchace of thy blood ! 5 Who in heart on thee believes, He th* atonement now receives ; Ke with joy beholds thy face, Triumphs in thy pard'ning grace* 6 See, ve finners, fee the flame Riling from the flaughter'd Lamb, Mark the new, the living way, Leading to eternal day ! 7 jefus, when this light we fee, All our foul's athirft for thee ; When thy quick'ning pow'r we prove. All our heart diflblves in love. S Boundlefs wifdom, pow'r divine, Love unfpeakable are thine f Praife by all to thee be giv'n, Sons of earth, and hods of heav'n, . HYMN LXXVL i TESU, thou art our king, J To me thy fuccour bring $ Chrift, the mighty one art thou, Help for all on thee is laid ; This the word, 1 claim it now, Send me now thy f romis'd aid. * Hj& PETi-fiosr. if * High on thy father's throne, O look with phy down ; Help, O help J attend my call, Captive lead captivity : King of gfory, Lord of aH, Chrift, be Lord, be King to me. 5 I pant to feel thy fway, And only thee t'obey : Thee my fpirit gafps to meet % 'i his my one, my ceaflefs pray V, Make, O make my heart thy feat ! O fet up thy kingdom there ! 4 Triumph and reign in me, And fpread thy victory : Heft, and death, and fin controuT, Pride, and wrath, and ev'ry foe, All fubdue : through aIF my foul Conqu'ring and to conquer go ! HYMN LXXVU. I T ORD, I believe thy ev'ry word, JLj Thy every promife true : And lo! I wait on thee, my Lord, Till I my ftrength renew. 2. If in this feeble flefh I mav Awhile mew forth thy praife, Jefu fupport the tott'ring clay, * And lengthen out my days.' 3 If fuch a worm as I can fpread The common Saviour's name ; E 3 L* 1% PETITION. Let him who rais'd thee from the dead, Quicken my mortal frame. 4 Still let me live thy blood to fhow, Which purges ev'ry (lain ; And gladly linger out below A few more years in pain. 5 Spare me, till my ftrength of foul, Till 1 thy lcve retrieve ; Till faith ihallmake my fpirit whole. And perfect foundnefs give. 6 For this in ftedfaft hope i wait, "Now, Lord, my foul reftore. ; Now the new 'heav ns and earth create, And I jfhall fin no more. HYMN LXXVIII. 1 T OVE divine, all loves excelling. 1 j Joy of heav n to earth come down ; Fix in us thy humble dwelling. All thy faithful mercies crown : Jefu thou art all companion, Pure unbounded love thou art, Vifit us with thy falvation, Enter ev'ry trembling heart. 2 Breathe O breathe thy loving Spirit Into ev'ry troubled brealt ; Let us all in thee inherit, Let us find that fecond reft j Take away our pow'r of finning, i^lpha and Omega be, End of faith as its beginning K . Set ouf hearts at liberty, 3 Co »£ PETITION. 79 3 Come, Almighty to deliver, Let us all thy life receive, Suddenly return, and never Never more thy temples leave ; Thee we would be always bleffing. Serve thee as thy hofts above, Pray* and praife thee without ceafing, Glory in thy perfecl love. 4 Finifh then thy new -creation, Pure and fpotlefs let us be ; "Let us fee thy great falvation. - . Perfectly reitor'd in thee : Chang'd from glory into glory, Till in heaven we take our place, Till we call our crowns before thee • Lo4 in w6nder, love, and praife I tf Y M N LXXIX. \ J /~\ That my load of (in were gone 5 KJ O that J could at laft fubmit At Jefus feetio lay it down ! To lay my loul at Jefu's-feet ! 2. Reit for my foul, Hong to find : Saviour of all ifmme thou art, Give me thy meek and lowly mind, And itamp tuine ^mage on my heart. 3 Break off the yokeof inbred fin, And fully, fet my: fpjrk freej I cannot reft; till pure within, Till 1 am wholly loll in thee. & £ 4 Fain SO PETITIOK. 4 Fain would I learn of thee, my Go*, 1 hy light and eafy burden prove • ,Tne crofs all ftain'd with hallow'd blood, J he labour of thy dying love. 5 I would ; but thou muft givt the powV. My heart from ev ry fin releafe , Bring near, bring near the joyful hour And fill me with thy perfect peace. 6 £ om f' Lord » *He drooping (Inner cheer; Nor let thy chariot whetls delay I i& ear ' '" ,hy poor heart a PP ear •' My God, my faviour, come away f HYMN LXXX. 1 T IGHT of life, feraphic fire, JL* Love divine, thyielf impart f Ev'ry fainting foul infpire ; Shine in ev'ry drooping heart I Ev ry mournful fmner cheer ; Scatter all our guilty gloom f Son of God appear, appear \ To thy human temples come. 2 Come in this accepted hour ; Bring thy heav'nly kingdom in I Fill us with the glorious "pow'r, Rooting out the feeds of fin : Nothing more can we require ; We will covet nothing lefs : Be thou all our hearts defire, All our joy, and all our peace ? HYMN HYMN LXXXI. ' f*l OD of all redeeming grace, VJ By thy pard'ning Jove compell'd Up lo thee our fouls we raife, Up to thee our bodies yield : Thou our facrifice receive, Acceptable through thy Son, W bile to thee alone we live, While we die to thee alone. 2 Meet it is, and juft and right, That we /hould be wholly thine j In thy only will delight, In thy blefled ferviee join : O that ev'ry work and word Mi ^ht proclaim how good thou art ^ Hoiinefs unto the Lord Still be wrote up<>n our heart ! HYMN LXXXIL i T ET him to whom we' now belong, .L> His fov'reign right afiert • And take up ev ry thankful fong j And es'ry loving heart. 2 He juftly claims us for his own. Who bought us with a price ! TheChriftian lives to Chrift alone, To Chrift alone he dies. 3 Jefus, thine own at laft receive f jfulfil our heart's defire I And let us to thy glory live, And in thy caufe expire. *• 5 3 Our $2 BETITIOlSk 3 Our fouls and bodies we refign : With joy we render thee pur All. n "longer ours, but thine, To all eternity. HYMN LXXXIII. % T>EHOLD the fervant of the Lord J J3 1 wait thy guiding eye to kt\. To hear and keep thy ev'ry word, To prove and do thy perfect will ; Joyful from my own works to ceafe Glad to fulhl all righteoufnefs. 2 Me if thy grace vouchfafe to ufe, Mean eft of all thy creatures, me, The deed, the time, the manner cbufe, Let all my fru.-t be found of thee : Let all my works in thee be wrought. By thee to full perfection orougKt 3 My ev'ry weak, though good deftgci, O'er-ruie, cr change, as feems thee meet; Jefu, let all my work be thine I Thy work O Lord, isallcomphat. And pleafing in thy Father's fight ; Thou only haft done all things right. 4 Here then to thee thy own I leave. Mould as thou wilt thy paffive clay -, But let me all thy {lamp receive, But let me all thy words obey : Serve with a (ingle heart and eye, And to thy gljry live and die. HYMtf PETITION. 83 HYMN LXXXIV. •I T^ATHER, Son, and Holy Ghofr, P One in, *f hree, and Three in One, ■As -by thejceleftial hoft, Let thy will xm earth be done Praife by all to-fhee be giv'n, glorious Loi$ of earth and heav-n. 2 If fo poor a worm as 1 Mky to thy great jgjary liv£, AH my aclions'iandify, AH my' words and thoughts receive : Claim me for thy feryice, claim All 1 have, and all 1 am. 3 Take my foul and body's pow'rs , Take m^Y.mem'ry, mind, and will j All my goods, and all my hours, All 1 know and all' I feel j $J1 think, or fgeak, or d.6 : Take my heart ; but make it new ! 4 Now, O God, thy own 1 am ! Now 1 give thee back thy own ; freedom friends, ancf health, and fame, Confecrate to thee alone : Thine I live, thrice happy 1 $ Happier iti.l if thine I die J I 5 Father, Son, and Holy Ghoft, One in 'l hree, and Three in One, As by the celerliat hod, Let thy will on earth be done : Praife by all '0 thee Oe giv'n, glorious Lord of eanh and heav'n, sasMU 04 PETITION. HYMN LXXXV. i TESU, my truth, my way, J My furc, unerring light, On thee my feeble fteps I Hay, Which thou wilt guide aright. 2 My wifdom and my guide, My counfellor thou art r O never let me leave thy fide, Or from thy paths depart. 3 I lift my eyes to thee, Thou gracious bleeding Lamb, That I may now enlighten'd be, And never put to ihame. 4 Never will I remove Out of thy hands my caufe, But reft in thy redeeming love, And hang upon thy crofs. % Teach me the happy art, In all things to depend On thee. O never, Lord, depart, But love me to the end. 6 Sti'I ft ir me up to ftrive With thee in ftrength divine ; And ev'ry moment. Lord, revive This fainting foul of mine. 7 Perfift tofavemy foul. Throughout the fiVy hour, Till I am ev'ry whit made whoie, And mow forth all thy pow'r. 3 Through fire and water bring intu the wealthy place j And PETITION. 85 And teach me the new fong to ung„ When perfected in grace ! 9 O make me all like thee, Before 1 hence remove ; Settle, confirm, and ftablim. me, And build me up in love. 10 Let me thy witnefs live, When fin is all deftroy'd ; And then my fpotlefs foul receive^ And take me home to God. HYMN LXXXVI. ? T O ! in thy hand I lay, \j And wait thy will to prove, My Potter, ftamp on me thy clay, Thy only ftamp of love ! Be this my whole defire, I know that this is thine ; Then kindle in my foul a fire, Which lhall for ever fhine. 2 Thy gracious readinefs To fave mankind afiert ; Thy image, love, thy name imprefs, i hy nature on my heart ! Bowels of mercy, hear, Into my foul come down ; Let it throughout my life appear, That 1 have Chrift put on. 3 O plant in me thy mind ! O fix in me thy home ! So mall 1 cry to all mankind, Come, to the waters come ! 86 PETITION. Jefus is full of grace ; To all his bowels move : Behold in me, ye fallen race, That God is only love J H Y IVX N LXXXVII. i f>\ REAT God, indulge my humble VJT claim } Be thou my hope, mv joy, my reft, The glories that compofe thy name, Stand all engag'd to niake me b! ea, 'twould a tirefome burthen prove ill were ban ifli'd irom thee, Lord I 5 !i!l r , ai( i e , my hands ' VU raife m 7 voice. While have breath to pray or pra^e; 4 his work mall make my heart rejoice, And lpend the remnant cf my days. HYMN LXXXVI.I. 1 O T ^L U ' to wIlofe aI1 ^earcl.ing fight, y* Tfaedarknefsm^etb as the Ji^hr, Search prove my heart, it p^ts f r tiiee V ourft tneie bonds, and fet it free, \xr~ix. *ETrTIONV 2 J 2 Wafh out its ftains, refine its drofs, Nail my affections to the crofs ! Hallow each thought ; let all within Be clean, as thou, my Lord, art clean. 3 If in this dire fome wild 1 ftray. Be thou my light, be thou my way ; No foes, no violence I fear No fraud, while thou, my God, art near, 4 When rifing floods my foul- o'er flow, When finks my heart in waves of woe, jefu, thy timely aid impart. ' And raife my head, and cheer my heart. 5 Saviour, where'er thy fteps J fee Dauntkfs, untir'-d, "I follow thee I let thy hand fupport me ttil'l, ' And lead me to thy holy Kill { ' 15 ]f rough and thorny be the way, My ftreng'.h proportion to my day ; Till toil, and grief, and pain iliall ceafe, Where all is calm, arid joy, and peace. HYMN LXXXIX. 5 YESUS, thou everlafting King* J Accept the tribute which v/e brings Accept thy well-delerv'd renown, And wear our praifes as thy crown. 2 Let every acl: of worlTiip be Like our efpoufals, Lord, to thee : 1 ike the bleit hour, when from above We firfi receiv'd thy pledge of love. 3 The 88 fETITlON. 3 The g1a?nefs of that happy day, O may it ever, ever ftay J Nor let our faith forfake its hold, Nor hope decline, nor love grow cold ! 4 Each following minute as it flies, Jncreafe thy praife, improve thy joys, 'I ill we are rais'd to fing thy name At the great fupperof the Lamb. HYMN XC i /^>OME, Lord, from above, V^ The mountain remove, O'erturn all that hinders the courie of thy love : My bofom infpire, Jnkindle the fire, And wrap my whole f#ul in the flames of defire. 2 I languifh and pine For the com;ort d'vine, Owhenftiall 1 fay, my Be loved is mine f 1 have choote the good' parr. My portion thou art, O love, I have found tbee.O God in my heart. 3 For this my heart ^ighs, Nothing ehe ran f :f5ce ; How, Lord, can t puichufe the peail of great price ? It cannot be bought, Ahcfthoujcn • . . have noi'.T'-.r, Not an action, ; t word, or a uuiv h od ihoug 4 But f he; \V h F.eceivv it £ to paws PETITION. 89 Who on Jefus relics, Without money or price. The pearl of forgivenefs and holinefs buys. 5 The blefling is free, So, Lord, let it be ; I yield that thy love mould be given to me, I freely receive : What thou freely dofl give. And confcnt in thy love, in thine Eden tb live. 6 The gift I embrace, The giver 1 praife, And afcribe my falvation to Jefus* grace ; Jt came from above, The foretafte 1 prove. And I foon /hall receive all thy fulnefs of love. HYMN XCI. I ^ ND can I yet delay X"\ My little All to give ? To tear my foul from earth away, For Jefus to receive ! Nay. but I yield, I yield ! I can hold out no more ; 1 fink by dying love compell'd, And own the conqueror. 2 Though late I all forfake, My friends, my All refign ; Gracious Redeemer, take, O take, And feal me ever thine ! j Come, and pofTefs me whole, Nor hence again remove : ] Settle and fix my wav'ring foul, With all thy weight of love. 9° PETITION. 3 My one defire be this, Thy only love to know : To leek and tafte no odier bliff, No other good below. My life, my portion thou, Thou all-fufficient art, My hope, my heav'nly treafure, now Enter, and keep my heart I HYMN XCfL I qpHOU Shepherd of Ifrael, and mine. 1 The j oy and deii re of nry heart, For clofer communion I pine, I long to refide where thou art : ■ < The pafture I languiili to find, Where all who their Shepherd obey, Are fed on thy bofom reclin'd, Are (kreen'd from the heat of the day. 2 Ah ! inew me that happielt place, The place of thy people's abode, Where faints in an extacy gaze. And hang on a crucify'd God : Thy love for a firmer declare, Tbv paffion and death on the tree ; My fpirit to Calvary bear, To fuffer and triumph with thee. 3 ,T is there with the Iambs of thy flock, There only I covet to reft, To lie at the foot of the rock, Or rife to be hid in thy bread : PETITION. pt 'Tis tbere I would always abide, And never a moment depart ; Conceal 'd in the cleft of thy fide, Eternally held in thy heart. HYMN XCIII. i YESUS, my Lord, attend J Thy feeble creature's cry ; And fliew thyfelf the tinner's friead, And fet me up on high. From hell's oppreflfive pow'r My ft niggling foul releafe ; And to thy father's grace reftore^ And to thy perfect peace. 2 Thy blood and righteoufnefs I make my only plea ; My prefent and eternal peace Are both deriv'd from thee. Rivers of life divine From thee, their fountain flow, And all who know that love of thine, The joy of angels know. 3 Come then, impute, impart To me thy righteoufneis, And let me rafie how good thou art, How full of tr tb and grace : That thou canft he»e forgive, Grant me to teftifv. And juftified by faith to live, 4-ad in that faith to hk. HYMN 9 Z 'PETITION. HYMN XCIV. i T>EING of Beings J God of Love! i-/ To thee our hearts we raife ; Thy all-fuftaining power we prove, All gladly fmg thy praife, a Thine, wholly thine, we pant to be. Our facrihee receive ; Made, and preferv'd, and fav'd by thee, To thee ourfelves we give. 3 Heav'n-ward our ev'ry wiiH afpires ; ^ For all thy mercy's (tore, The fole return thy love require? is that we afk for more. 4 For more we aflc ; we open then Our hearts t' embrace thy will : Turn and beget us, Lord, again : With all thy fulnefsfill. 5 Come, Holy Ghoft, the Saviour's love Shed in our hearts abroad ! Bo mall we ever live and move, And be with Chrift in God. HYMN XCV. i (~\ Son of righteoufnefs, ^■^ With healing in thy wing, To my difeas'd, my fainting foul, Life and falvation bring. 2 Thefe clouds of pride and fin difpel By thy all-piercing beam ? Lighten mine eyes with faith, my heart With holy hope inflame, 3% PETITION. 93 3 My mind by thy all-quick'ning power, From low defires fet free ; Unite my fcatter'd thoughts, and fix My love entire on thee. 4 Father, thy long-loft fon receive ; Saviour t thy purchafe own ; Bleft Comforter, with peace and joy Thy new-made creature erowu. 5 Eternal, undivided Lord, Co-equal One arid Three, On thee all faith, all hope be plac'd, All love be paid to thee. HYMN XCVI. QON of God, thy blefling grant, Still fupply ourev'ry want - 9 Tree of life, thy influence fhed, With thy fap my fpirit feed, a Tendered branch, alas ! am I, Wither without thee and die, Weak as helplefs infancy ; O confirm my foul in thee. 3 Unfutlain'd by thee I fall . Send the help for which I call ; Weaker than a bruifed reed, Help } ev ry moment need. 4 Ail my hopes on thee depend ; love me, fave me to the end! Give me thy continuing grace ; Take my evsriaftins praift... HSMN 94 PFTITIOtf.' HYMN XCVIT. i Y ORD, we come before thee now, -L/ At tn y feet we humbly bow . I do not our fuit difdain, Shall we feek thee, Lord, in vain ? 2 Lord, on thee our fouls depend, In compaflion now defcend Fill our hearts with thy rich grace, Tune our lips to fing thy praifc. 3 In thine own appointed way, Now we feek thee, here we (lay ; Lord, we know not how to go, Till a blefling thou beltow. 4 Send fome meflage from the word, That may joy and peace afford ; Let thy fpirit now impart Full falvation to each heart. 5 Comfort thofe who weep and mourn, Let the time of joy return ; Thofe that are caft down lift up ; Make them ftrong in faith and hope. 6 Grant that all may feek, and find Thee, a gracious God, and kind: Heal the fick, the captive free ; Let us all rejoice in thee! HYMN XCVIIL 1 r^ ^? 1 thouA] ^ghtyKing, V^ Help us thy name to fin*, Help us topraifef Fathef PETITION. 9$ Father all- glorious, O'er all victorious, Come, and reign over us, Ancient of days. 2 Jefus our Lord, arife Scatter our enemies, And make them fall f Let thine almighty aid Our fure defence be made, Our fouls on thee be ftay'd : Lord hear our call. 3 Come, thou incarnate Word, Gird on thy mighty fword, Our pray'r attend : Come, and thy people blefs, And give thy word luccefs ; Spirit of holinef s On us defcend. 4 Come, holy Comforter, Thy facred witnefs bear in this glad hour ; Thou who almighty art, Now rule in ev'ry heart, And ne'er from us depart, Spirit of pow'r. 5 To the great One in Three 3 Eternal praifes be, Hence evermore ! His fov'reign Majefty May we in glory fee, And to eternity Lo?e and adore. HYMN $6 PETITION. HYMN XCIX. 1 (~\F him who did falvation bring, V-/ I could for ever think and ling ; Arife ye guilty, he'll forgive * Arife ye needy, he'll relieve. 2 Afk but his grace, and lo f *tis given j Aflc, and he turns your hell to heaven : Tho' fin and forrow wound my foul, Jefu, thy balm will make me whole. 3 To rtiame our fins he blufli'd in blood, Heclos'd his eyes to mew us God j let all the world fall down aud know That none but God fuch love could fhow. 4 'Tis thee I love, for thee alone 1 ftied my tears and make my moan ; Where'er 1 am. where'er I move, I meet the object of my love. 5 lnfatiate to this fpring I fly, I drink, and yet am ever dry : . Ah I who againft thy charms is pro f I Ah I who that loves can love enough I HYMN C. i T TOW tedious and taftelefs the hours, X~l When Jefus no longer I fee ; Sweet profpe&s, fweet birds, and iweet . flow'rs Have all lort. their fweetnets with me ; The mid-lmr.mer fun mines but dim, The fields drive in vain to look gay ; But when 1 am happy in h m, Dcvem^r'* as pl«(ant as May. 2 His PETITION. 97 2 His name yields the richeft perfume. And fweeter than mufic his voice ; / His prefence difperfes my gloom, And makes all within me rejoice. I mould, were he always thus nigh, Have nothing to wifti or to fear ; , No mortal fo happy as I, My fummer would laft all the yeajr. 4 Content with beholding his face, My all at his pleafure refign'd, No changes of feafon or place, Would make any change in my mind : While blefs'd with a fenie of his love, A palace a toy would appear ; And prifons would palaces prove, If Jefus would dwell with me there, 4 Dear Lord, if indeed I am thine, If thou art my fun and my fong ; Say. why do I languifh and pine, And why are my winters fo long ? drive thefe dark clouds from my iky, Thy foul-cheering presence reitore : Or take me unto thee on high. Where winter and clouds are no more. HYMN CI. 1 /^lOME, thou fount of ev'ry bleffing, V^ Tune my heart to fing thy grace I Streams of mercy never ceafing, Call for fongsof Toudefl praife : Teach me fome melodious fonnet, Sung by flaming tongues above ; Praife the mount — I'm fix'd upon it, Mount of thy redeeming loye ! z Here 9$ PETITION. 2 Here I raife mine Ebenezer, Hither by thy help I'm come ; And I hope by thy good pleafure Safely to arrive at home. Jefus fought me when a ftranger. Wand'ring from the fold of God ; He, to refcue me from danger, Interposal with precious blood! 3 O ! to grace how great a debtor Daily I!nr conftrain d to be! Let thy goodnefs, like a fetter- Bind my wand'ring heart to thee ; Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it, Prone to leave the God I love- Here's my heart, O take and feal it; Seal it for thy courts above ! HYMN GIL 1 JESUS, from whom all bleflings flow, J Great builder of thy church below', If now thy fpirit moves my bread, Hear and fulfil thine own requeft. 2 The few that truly call thee Lord, And wait thy fanftifying word, And thee their utmoft Saviour own, Unite, and perfeft- them in one. 3 O let them all thy mind exprefs, Stand forth thy chofen witnefies ; Thy pow'r unto falvation ihow, And perfect holinefs below. 4 In them let all mankind behold How chrifliians liv'd in day^ of old ; Mightj PETITION. £9 Mighty their envious foes to move, A proverb of reproach- and love. 5 O might my lot be call with thefe, The leall of Jcrfu's witnetfes ! O that my Lord would count me meet To warn his dear difciples feet ! 6 This only thing do 1 require; Thou know'il 'tis"all my heart's defire ; Freely what I receive to give, The fervant of thy church to live. 7 After my lowly Lord to go, And wait upon thy faints below, Enjoy the grace of angels giv'n, And ferve the royal heirs of heav'n, 8 Lord, if I now thy drawings feel, And afk according to thy will ; Confirm the pray'r, the feal impart, And fpeak the anfwer to my heart. 9 Tell me, or thou malt never go, f 4 Thy prayer is beard ; it ftiall be fo.'* The word oath pafs'd thy lip , and I, Shall with thy people live and die: HYMN CM. I "OVER fainting with defire, XL For thee, O Chrift, 1 call I Thee I reftlefsly require, I want my God, my All. Jefu, dear redeeming Lord, I wait thy coming from above ; Help me, Saviour I fpeak the word. And perfect me in love. % Wilt IOO PETITION. 2 Wilt thou fuffer me to g» Lamenting al! my days ? Shall I never, never know * Thy fanclifying grace ? Wilt thou nouhe light afford, The darknefs frcu. mv foul remove ? Help me. Saviour / fpeak the word, And perfect me in love. 3 Lord, if 1 on thee believe, The fecond gift impart ; With th' indwelling Spirit give A new, a contrite heart ; If with love thy heart is ftor'd, If now o'er me thy bowels move, Help me Saviour ! fpeak the word And perfect me in love. 4 Let me gain my calling's hope, O make the finner clean ! Dry corruption's fountain up, Cut off th' intait of fin : Take me into thee niy Lord, And I /Kail then no longer rove: Help me, Saviour ! fpeak the word, And perfect me in love, 5 Thou, my life, my treafure be, My portion here below ! Nothing would { {eck but thee, TheeonJy would I know : My exceeding great reward, My heav'n on earth, my heav'n above Help m«. Saviour! fpeak the word, And perfeft me in love. 6 Grant 6 Grant me now the blifs to feel Qf thefe that are in thee ; ; Son of God, thyfelf reveal, Engrave thy name oh me : As in heaV'n be here ador'd, And let me now the promife prove : Help me, Saviour ! fpeak the word, And perfect me in love. HYMN CIV. 1 l\ ^T^ ^ OC * ' * know, * ^ thee mine, iVJL And will not quit my claim Till all J have is loft fin thee, 1 * And all renew'd I am. 2 I hold thee with a trembling hand, Bat will not let thee go, Till ftedfaitly by faith Uand, And all tfcy gbodnefs know. 3 Jefu, thine all-victorious love Shed in my heart abroad ! Then fliall my- feet no longer rove, Rooted and fix'd in God. - 4 O that in me the facred fire Might now begin to glow I ' Burn up the drofs of bale defire, And make the mountains flow ! 5 O that it now from heav'n might fall And all my Uns consume : Come, Holy GKoft, for thee I call, Spirit of burning, come. 6 Rs~ 102 PETITION'. 6 Refining fire, go through my heart, Illuminate my foul ; Scatter thy life through ev'ry part, And fanclify the whole. J Sorrow and fin fliall then expire; While enter'd into reft, I only live my God t' admire, My God for ever bleft. 8 My ftedfaftfoul, from falling free. Shall then no longer move ; But Chrift be all the world to me, u And all my heart be love. HYMN CV, 1 \X/**AT now " m Y objecl and aim ? VV What now is my hope and defire ? To follow the beav'nly Lamb, And after his image afpire. My hope is all center'd in thee ; I trutt to recover thy love ; On earth thy faivation to fee, And then to enjoy it above, Z I truft for a life-giving God, A God that on Calvary dy'd ; A fountain of water and blood, Which gum'd from Immamiel's fide I I gafp for the ftream of thy love, 1 he fpirit of rapture unknown ; And then to re-drink it above, Eternally freftv from the throne. HYMN PETITION. 103 HYMN CVI. 1 T^U, thy baundlefs love to me J No thought can reach, no tongue de- clare ; O knit my thankful heart to ^hee # And reign without a rival there I Thine wholly, *h me alone I am j J5e thou alone my conftant 'flame ! 2. O grant that nothing in my foul May dwell but thy pure love alone I O may thy lote poflefs me whole ! My joy, my treafure, and my crowji 4 Strange flames far from my heart remove^ My ev'ry act, word, thought, be love. 3 O love, how cheering is thy ray f All pain before thy prefence Sies ; Care, anginfh, forrow, melt away, Where'er thy healing beams arife t O Jefu, nothing more 1 fee, Nothing defire or feek but thee. 4 Unweary'd may I this purfue, Dauntlefs to the high prize afpire : Hourly within my foul renew Th-is holy flame, this heav'nly fire 1 And day and night be all ray care To guard this facred treafure there. 5 O that I as a little child May follow thee ano^ never reft ; Till fweetly thou haft breath'd thy mild And lowly mind into my bread ! Nor ever may we parted be, Till 1 become one fp'rit with thee. 6 Still 1©4 PETITION. 1 6 Still let thy love point opt my way; How wond'rous things thy love hath wrought I Still lead me, JeftI go aftray ; Direft my word, infpire my thought ; And if 1 fall, foon may I hear Thy voice, and know that love is near. 7 In fuff'ring be thy love my peace, Jn weaknefs be thy love my pow'r , And when the ftorms of life ihall ceafe, Jefus in that important hour— • In death, as life, fee thai my guide, And fave me, who for me haft dy'd ! HYMN CVIL ' T-7 ^Y, and true » ana * righteous Lord, |71 I wait to prove thy perfect will: ' Be mindful of thy gracious word ; And {lamp me with thy Spirit's feal. 2 Or.en my faith's interior eye : Difplay^hy glory from above ; And alii am ftiajl fink and die, Loft in aft on i fli men t and love 1 3 Confound, o'erpow'r me by thy grace : I would be myfeif abhor'd : All might, all majefly, all praife, All glory be toChriit my Lord ! 4 Now let me gain perfection's height ; Now let me into nothing fail, As Iefs than nothing in thy light, And feel that Chrift is ail in all. HYMN PETITION. IQ£ HYMN CVIII. 1 Q AVIOUR of the fin Tick foul, j^5 Give me faith to make me whole ; Finifli thy great work of grace I Cut it fhort in righteoufnefs. 2 Speak the fecond time. " Be clean !" Take away my inbred fin : EvVy (tumbling block remove ; Caft it out by perfecl love. 3 Nothing lefs will I require, Nothing more can I defire ; None but Chrift to me be giv'n ! None but Chrift in earth or heav'n, 4 O that I may now decreafe I O that all I am might ceafe '! Let me into nothing fall I Lei my Lord be all in all ! HYMN CIX. i T ORD, I Relieve a reft remains JLfc/ To all thy people known, A rctt, where pure enjoyment reigns, And thou art lov'd alone. 2 A reft, where all my foul's defire Is fix'd on things above ; Where fear, and lin, and grief expire, Caft out by perfect love. 3 O that I now the reft might know, Believe and enter in ! Now, baviour, now the pow'r beftow, And let me ceafe from (in. 4 Remove to6 PETITION. 4 Remove thy hardnefs from my heart, This unbelief remove; To me the reft of faith impart, The Sabbath of thy love. 5 I would be thine, thou know'ft f would, And have thee all my own : Thee, O my all fuffieient good ! I want, and thee alone. 6 Thy name to me, thy nature grant J This, only this, be giv'n ; Nothing befide my God I want, Nothing in earth or heav'n. -7 Come, O my Saviour, come away, Into my foul defcend I No longer from thy creatures {lay, My au hor, and my end I i Come. Father, Son, and Holy Qhofh - And feal me thine abode ; Let all I am in thee be loft ; Let all be loft in God I HYMN CX. J f~\ Joyful found of gofpel-grace, \J Chrifl: mail in me appear ! ' J, even I, ihall fee his face; 1 ffrall be holy here. 2, The glorious crown of righteoufnefs, To me reach'dout I view ; Conqu'ror through him, \ foon mall feize And wear it as my due. 3 The promis'd land from Pifgah's top I now e^ult to fee ; MY PETITION? I07 My hope is full (O glorious hope) Of immortality. 4 He vilrts now the houfe of clay ; He fhakei his future home : would'ft thou Lord, on this glad day Into thy temple come. 5 With me, I know, I feel thou art* But this cannot fuffice, Unlefs thou planted in my heart A conftant paradife. 6 My earth thou wat'reft: from on high; But make it all a pool : Spring up, O well , 1 ever cry Spring up within my foul. 7 Come, O my God, thyfelf reveal I Fill all this mighty void : Thou only can'ft my fpirit fill • Come, O my God, my God .! 8 Fulfill* * fulfill my large defires, Large as infinity | Give, give me all my foul requires; All, alt that is in thee I HYMN CXI. 1 TESUS hath dy'd that T might live; J Might live to God alone , In him eternal life receive, And be in fpirit one. 2 Saviour, I thank thee for the grace, The gift unfpeakable ; And wait with arms of faith t* embrace, And all thy love to feel. IOS PETITION. 3 My foul breaks out in ftrong defire, The perfect blifs to prove ; My longing heart is all on fire To be diifolvd in love. 4 Give me thyfelf, from ev'ry boaft, From ev'ry wifh fet free : Let all I am in thee be loft. But give thyfelf tome. 5 Thy gifts, alas ! cannot fuffiee> Unlefs thyfelf be giv'n : Thy prefence makes my paradife, And where thou art is heav'n I HYMN CXII. 1 'T'HOU great myfteriou* God unknown, J Whole love hath greaty led me on* Ev'n from my infant days ; Mine inmoft foul expofe to view, And tell me if I never knew Thy juftifying grace. 2 If I have only known thy fear, And follow'd with an heart fincere, Thy drawings froiri above; Now. now the farther grace beftow, And let my fprinkled confcience know Thy fweet forgiving love. 3 Short of thy love I would not (lop, A ft ranger to the gofpel hope, The fenfe of fin forgiv'n . ] would not, Lord,, my four deceive, Without thy inward witneis life, That antepaft of heav'n. 4 K 4 If now the witnefs were in me, Would he not teftify of thee, In Jefus reconcil'd ? And fliould I not with faith draw nigh* And boldly Ahbi Father cnr I know my fell thy child ?' 5 Ah ! never Jet thy fervant reft, Till of my part in Chrift pofTeit, I on thy mercy feed : Unworthy of the crumbs that fall, Yet rais'd by him whody'd for alf To eat the children's bread. 6 Whate'er obftru&s thy pard'ning love, Or fin, or righteoufnefs remove,* Thy glory to difplay • Mine heart of unbelief convince, And now abfolve me from my fins, And take them all away. H Y M N CXIII. 1 1V/r Y ^ ho?e ' my A]1 ' m 'f Sav ' 011 ? ti&fc IV A . ?. l r ee io ! now my foul I bow, i teel the bhfs thy wounds impart, I find the Saviour in my heart. z Be- thou my ftrength, be thou my way Protect me through my life's fhott day - . In all my a&s may wifdom guide * And keep me, Saviour, near\hy fide, 3 Corred, reprove, and comfort me, As I have need, my Saviour be ; And if I would from thee depart 1 hen clafp me, Saviour, to thy heart. F 4 Ja ;IIO • PETITION. 4 In fierce temptation's darker! hour, Save me from fin and Satan's pow'r ; Tear' every idol from thy throne; And reign my Savicur — reign alone. 5 My luff 'ring time fhall foon be o'er, 7 hen fhall 1 figh and weep no more ; My ranfom'd foul iliall foar away, To ling, thy praife in endlefs day. HYMN CXIV. 1 TESUS, the all-fuLtaining word* J My fallen fpirit's hope, After thy lovely likenefs, Lord, O when iliall 1 wake up ? 2 Thou, O my God, thou only art The life, the truth, the way ; Quicken my foul, inftrufhmy heart,. My finking footfteps (lay. Of all thou haft in earth below, In heavn above to give, Give me thine only felf to know. In thee to walk and live. 4 Fill me with all the life of love, In myftic union join Me to thyfelf, and let me prove The fellow/hip divine. 5 Open the intercourfe between My longing foul and thee, Never to be broke off again, Through all eternity. HYMN PETITION". Ill HYMN CXV. 1 T JOW va,n are a ^ things here below, jL How fa'lfe and yet how fair I Each pleafure hath its poifon too, And ev'ry fweet a fnare. 2 The brighteft things below the fky Give but a flatt'ring light ; We fhoqTtf fufpect. fome danger nigh, Where we pcnefs delight. 5.. Our dearer! joys, and neareft friends, The partners of our blood, How they divide oar v/av'ring minds, And leave but half for God ! 4 The fondnefs of a creature's love, How ftrong it ftrikes the fenfe ; Thither the warm affection's move, N^r can we call 'em thence. 5 Dear Saviour, let thy beauties be My foul's eternal food ; Ar'-i grace" command my heart away From all created good. H Y M N CXVI. A LI. ye that pafs by, £~\ To jefus df aw nigh : To vou is it nothing that Jelus mould die f Your ranfom and peace, Your furety he \i, U% if there ever was forrow like his. 2 For 112 PETITION. 2 For what you have done His blood mud atone : The father hath puniftYd for you his dearSon; The Lord in Lhe day Of his anger did lay Your fins on the Lamb,and he bore them away 3 He anfwer'd for all, O come at his call, And low at his crofs with aflonimment fall. But lift up your eyes At Jefu^'s cries : Impaflive he furTers, immortal he dies. 4. He dies to atone For fins not his own: Your debt he hath paid, and your work lie hath done. Ye all may receive The peace he did leave, Who made interceffion, " My Father forgive''' 5 For you and for me He pray'd on the tree : The prayer is accepted, the fmner is free. The fmner am I, Who on Jefus rely, And come for the pardon God cannot deny. 6 My pardon T claim, For a finner 1 am, A finner believing in Jefus's name. He purchas'd the grace, Which now I embrace ? O Father, thou know'it he hath diel in my place. 7 His PETITION. II3 7 Kis death is my plea, My Advocate fee, [for me And hear the blood fpeak that hath anfwer'd Acquitted I was, When he bled on the crofs, And by lofing his life he hath carried my cauie. K ; M N CXVIL 1 "TT7HEN, gracious Lord, when {Kali i£ W be, That Imali find my all in thee! The fullnefs of thy promife prove, The feal of thine eternal love ? 2 A poor b'.ind child I wander here, If haply I may feel thee near ! O dark ! dark ! dark ! I ftill muft fay Amid the blaze of gofpel-day. 3 Thee, only thee I fain would find, And call the world and flefh behind : Thou, only thou to me be given, Of all thou halt in earth or heaven. 4 When from the arm of flefh fet free, je:u. my ioul fhall f)y to thee: Jefu, when 1 have loft my all, i fhail upon thy bofom fall. HYMN CXVIIf. 1 tTTKCM man forfakes thou wilt not v v leave, Ready ihe outcafts to receive ; Tnnugh all my ^mplenefs 1 own, And all my faults to thee are known . 2 Ah! 114 PETITION". 2 Ah ! wherefore did I ever doubt ? , Thou wilt in no wife call me out, An helplefsfoul that comes to thee. With only fin and miiery. 3 Lord, 1 am fick, my ficknefs cure ; I want, do thou enrich the poor j Under thy mighty hand I Hoop : O lift the abject finner up I 4 J_ord I am blind, be thou my fight ! Lord, I am weak, be thou my might 1 A helper of the helplefs be, And let me find my all in thee ! H Y M N CXIX. 1 YESUS, Redeemer of mankind, J Difplay thy faving power ; Thy mercy let thefe outcafts find, . And know their gracious hour. 2 Ah gwe them, LorJ, a longer fpacc. Nor fuddenly cdniume ; But let them take the profferjd grace, And flee the wrath to come. 3 O would'il thou cad a pitying look (All goodnefs as thou art) Like that which iaithlefs Peter's broke, Or my obdurate heart, 4 Who thee beneath f hcir feet have trod. And crucified afrefh. Touch with thine all-viclorious blood, And turn the ftone tofleih. 5 C ?( PETITION. 115 5 Open their eyes, and ears, to fee Thy crofs, to hear thy cries : Sinner, thy'faviour weeps for thee, For thee he weeps, and dies* 6 All the day long he meekly (lands His rebels to receive, And fhews his wounds, and fpreads his hands, And bids you turn and live. 7 Turn, and your fins of deepeft dye He will with blood efface ? Even now he waits with blood t' apply, Be fav'd, be fav'd by grace. 8 Be fav'd from hell, from fin and fear : He fpeaj-s you. now forgiven, Walk before God, be perfeft here, And then come up to heaven. HYMN CXX. a /^V God, of good! the unfathom'd fea," V^/ Who would not give his heart to thee;? Who would not love thee with his might ? O Jefu lover of mankind, Who would not his whole foul and mind, V/ith all his ftrength to thee unite ? 2 Thou min'ft with everlafting rays ; Before th' unfufferable blaze Angels with both wings veil their eyes : Yet free as air thy bounty, ftreams On all thy works -, thy mercy's beams Diffufive as the fun's arife. 3 Afto- If 6 petition; V^"^? att V Owning brow, Earth, hell and heav'qs iirong pillars bow, „„ T f r 'b!e majefty is thine ! Wh-ch bows thee down to me. who left I han nothing am, till thou art mine f 4 -High thron d on faeav'ns eternal bill in number, weight and meafmc ilill Ihoufweetlyordereitallthatis; Andyetthoudeign^tocometome, And guide my fteps, that I with thee •fcnJirond, may x ,\ ga m endlef biIf$# HYMN CXX1. 1 O J' SUs m y re ^» Is tlJ r u H ° W unf P^b!y bleft breV' ' C ° me *' t0 be hld in th * * I cc eat thv call, And at thy f ee t fall. And believe a^(J cpnfefs thee my god and my an . 3 Thou art Mary's good part, ty, The thing needful thou art, ^ae defire of mine eyes, and the oy of my heart. ' 4 My comfort and ftay, My life and mv way, My crown of rejoicing in that happy day. 5 Health, pardon and peace In thee I Dotfefs • lean have nothing more, I will t.ave nothing 6 I fland In thy might, I walk in thy light, Aid all heaven I claim in thy God-givinr rj * ht - HYxVIN PETITION. aj H Y m N CXXII. For more Labourers, i TESU, thy wand'ring /Keep behold ! J See, Lord, with yearning bowels fee Poor fouls that cannot find the fold, Till fought, and gather'd in by thee. 2 Loll are they now, and fcatter'd wide. In pain, and wearinefs, and want ; With no kind Shepherd near to guide The fick, and fpiritlefs, and faint. 3 Thou, only thou, the kind and good, And llieep redeeming Shepherd art $ Collect thy fleck, and give them food, And paftors after thine own heart. 4 Give the pure word of general grace, And great iTiall be the preacher's crowd : Preachers who all the finful race, Point to the all-atoning blood. 5 Open their mou:h, and utterance give, Give them a trumpet voice to call A world, who all may turn and live, Through faith in him v/ho died for all. 6 In every MefTenger reveal, The grace they preach divinely free ; That each may by the Spirit tell k4 He died for all, who died for me." 7 A double portion from above, Of that all-quickening Spirit impart ; Shed forth thine univerfal love, In every faithful Pallor's heart. 8 Thy U$ PETITTCK. S Thy onlv glory let ihem f-ek, O let their hearts with love 'er c Let them brieve, and theref refpfcak. And fpread thy mercy's praiie b.iow. HYMN CXXiU. Nativity Hymn. 1 TJ»ATHE?, our heart? we lift J^ Up to thy gracious throne_ And thank thee for the precious gift Of thine incarnate Son j The gift unfpeakable We thankfully receive, And to the world thy goodnefs telj, And to thy glory live. 2 Jefus the holy child, Doth by his bir.h declare, That God and man are rtcoijcii'd, And one in him we are : Salvati n through his ranie To all mankind is given. And leud his infant cries'proclami A peace 'twin eart en. 3 A peace on earth he brings Which never more fliall end : The Lord of hofts, the King of kings* Declares himfelf our fr end ; Alfumes our fiefh and blood, That we his fpirit may g , The everlailing Son of (>< d, The mortal Son of man. 4 His kingdom from above He dosh to us impart, PETITION. 119 And pure benevolence and love, O'erflow'd the faithful hem : Chang'd in a moment we The fweet attraction find, With open arms of chanty Embracing all mankind. 5 O might they all receive, The new born Prince of Peace, . And meekly in his fpirit live, And in his love increafe ! Till he convey us home, Cry every foui aloud, Come,.thou defire of nations come, And take us up to God. HYMN CXXiV. For more Labourers* 1 T ORD of the harveft, hear 8 j Thy needy fervants cry, Aniwer our fajth's effectual prayer, And all our wants fupply. 2 On thee we humbly wait Our wants are in thy v ew: The ha*veft, truly, Lord, is great, The labourers are few. 3 Convert, and fend forth more Into thy church abroad, And let them fpeak thy word of power, As workers with their God. 4 Give the pure gofpel-word, Ths word of general grace; 120 PETITION. Thee let them preach, the common Lord * Saviour of human race. 5 O let them f f read thy name, Their miffion fully prove, Thy univerfal grace proclaim, Thine all redeeming love. HYMN CXXV. For a fuk Per f on. 1 £EE, gracious Lord, with pitying eyes, O Beneath thy hand a fufferer lies, Thy mercy, not thine anger proves ; And fide he is whom Jefus loves. 2 Hus to thine own afflictions join, Accept,, exalt, and count them thine ; Thy paifi -n which remains fulfill, And fuffej in thy members uilL 3 Hislicknefs feel, endure his pain His burden bear, his crofs fuftain : Grieve in his griefs, ai d iigh his fighs, And Dreathehis wim.es to the ikies. r 4 Enter his heart, pofl c fs him whole, Jr.fpire, and actuate his f< ul $ Himielf no longer let it be 'I hat fuffer.?, or thai' lives but thee. 5 1 hyfelf through f offerings perfect nude, • Conform him tnus to thee hs head -, Retire, and raife his viittie higher, Vv hen tried and purified by fire. 6 So when his eyes beheld thee near, And thou his hidden life appear ; Bright in thy likenefs fhaJl he ihine, And glorious all, and all divine. REJOICING. Ill REJOICING. HYMN CXXVI. i ^">(OME, ye that love the Lord, \^ And let your joys be known g Join in a fong with fweet accord, While yeiurround his throne : Let thofe refufe to Ting Who never knew our God ; But fervants of the heav'nly king May fpeak their joys abroad. z The God that rules on high, That all the earth furveys, That rides upon the ftormy fyy, And calms the roaring leas ; This awful God is ours, Our Father and our Love ; He will fend down his heav'nly pow'rs To carry us above. 3 There we ihall fee his face, And never, never fin ; There, from the rivers of his grace, Drink endlefs pleasures in. Yea, and before we rife To that immortal ttate, The thought of fuch amazing blifs Should conftant joys create. 4 The men of grace have found Glory begun below ; Celeftial fruit en earthly ground From faith and hope may grow : Then iZZ REJOICING. Then let our fongs abound, ^nd ev'ry tear be dry ; We're marching through Immanuel's ground To fairer worlds on high, HYMN CXXVII. * T TAPJ»Y the man that finds the grace, ' ll 1 he bleffing of God's chofen race, The wiidom coming from above, The faith that Iweetly works by love. 2 Happy beyond defcription he VVho knows the faviourdy'd for me,- The gift unfpeak bie obtains, And heav'nly understanding gains, 3 Wifdom divine ! Who tells the price ■Of wifdom's cofriy merchandize ? Wildom of filyer we prefer, And gold is drofs, compar'd to her. 4 Her hands are fill'd with length of days, True riches and immortal praife ; Riches of ChriiT. on all beltow'd, ' And honour that defcends from God. 5 To pureft joys ftie all invites, Chalte, hoiy,-fpiritual delights: Her ways are ways of pleafantnefs, And all her flow'ry paths are peace. 6 Happy the man who wildora gains ; Thrice happy who this gueft retains : He owns, and fhall for ever own Wifdom. and Chrift, and heav'n, are one. HYMtf REJOICING. 123 HYMN CXXVIII. j TJA pp Y the fouls to Jefus join'd, jTl And fav'd by grace alone ; Walking in all his ways, they find Their hcav'n on earth begun. 2 The church triumphant in thy love, 1 heir mighty joys we 'know , They fing the Lamb in Hymns above, And we in hymns below. 3 Thee in thy glorious realm they praife, And bow before thy throne ! We in the kingdom of thy grace ; Thefe kingdoms are but one.. 4 The holy to the hcly'ft leads ; From thence our fpirits rife : And he that in thy ftatutes treads, Shall meet thee 'in the ikies. H Y M N CXX1X, 1 T ET earth and heav'n agree, \__j Angels and men be join'd To celebrate with me, _ 1 he faviour cf mankind ; T' adore the ail-atoning Lamb, And blefs the found of Jefu's name. 2 Jefus! transporting found! The joy of earth and heav'n ; No other help is found, No ether name is giv'n, By which we can falvation have, But lefus came the world to fave. 3 Je&j * a 4 REJOICING; 3 Jefus ! harmonious name ! It charms the boils above ; They e\er:nore proclaim, And woncjer at hfs love : JTis all their happinefs to gaze, 'Tisheav'n to Tee our Jefu's fcce, 4 His name the Tinner hears, And ir, from fin fet free/ 'Tis rnuCc in his ears, 'Tis life and victory ; New fongs. does now his' lips employ, Aad dances his glad heart for joy. 5 Stung by the Scorpion fin, My poor exp. ring foul The balmy found drinks in % Aad is at once made whole : See there my Lcrd upon the tree ! I hear, i feel he dy'd for me. 6 O unexampled love 1 O all redeeming grace !' How ivvifily didit thou move To fave a fallen race : What lha 1 I co to make it known, Vvhat thou for all mankind haft d 7 O for a iru>r,pet-voice, On all the world to call ; To bid their hea:ts rejoice Jn him who dy'd for all / For all my Lord was crucify a ! For all, for all my baviour d} d .' fc To REJOICING. 1.25 $ To ferve thy blefled will, Thy dying Jove to praife, Thy counfel to fulfil, And minifter ihy grace ; Freely what } receive to give, The iife of heav'n on earth I liv$. 'A H Y M N CXXX. RISE, my foul, arife, Shake off thy guilty fears., The bleed j ng facriftce In my behalf appears t Before the throne my furety ftands 5 My name is written on his hands. 2 He ever iiyes above For me to intercede ; His all-redeeming love, His precious blood to plead ; His blood atton'd for all our race, And fprinkles now the throne of grac§* 2 Five bleeding wounds he bears, Receiv'd on Calvary ; They pour efT clual pray'rs, They ftrongly fpeak for me : Forgive him, O forgive they cry I Nor let that ranfom'd {inner die. 4 The father hears him pray, His dear anointed one $ He cannot turn away The prefence of his Son : His fpirit anfwers to the blood, And tells me I am bom of God. 5 My 126 RFJOICINQ. 5 My God is reconcile, His pard'ning voice • hear 5 He owns me for his child, 1 can no longer fear ; With confidence I now draw nigh, And Father, Abba Father, cry I HYMN .CXXXJ. 1 IV/T^-God } ain thine, 1 VX What a comfort divine 5 What a blefhng to know that my Jefus is mine ! In the heavenly Lamb Thrice happy I am, (his name. And my heart it doth -dance at the found of 2 f rue pleafures abound In the rapturous found ; (found. And whoever hath found it, hath paradife My Jefus to 'know, And feel his blood flow, 'Tis life everlattmg, 'tis : heav'n below! i 3 Yet onward I hafte To the heav'nly fea'l ; That, that is the fullnefs, btlt this is the tafte : And this I lliall prove, Till with joy I remove To the heaven of heavens in J efus's love. HYMN CXXXir. 1 HPHY ceafelefs, ynexhaufted love, J- Unmerited apd free, Delights our evil to remove, And help our mifery. 2 Thou REJOICING.' 1^7 2 Thou waited to be gracious ftlH $ Thou doit with finners bear, That fav'd, we may thy goodnefs feel, And all thy grace declare. 3 T^y goodnefs and thy truth to me, To ev'ry foul abound ; A vaft, unfathomable fea, Where all our thoughts are drown'd, 4 Its flreams the whole creation reach, So plent'ous is the ftore ; Enough for all, enough for each, Enough for evermore! 5 Faithful, O Lord, thy mercies are J A rock that cannot move ; A thouiand promifes declare Thy constancy of love I 6 Thronghout the univerfe it reigns, Unalterably fure ; And while the truth cf God remains, This goodnefs mult endure. HYMN CXXXJIL 1 |3 EJOTCE, the Lord is King f X\ Your Lord and King adore ^ Mortals give thanks and fmg, And triumph evermore: Lift up your hearts, lift up your voice 3 Rejoice, again I fay rejoice ! 2 Jefus the Saviour rc'gns, '1 he Go'd of truth and love, When be bad purged our {tains He took his feat above. Lift up, &c. 3 His 1^8 REJOICING, 3 His kingdom cannot fail, He rules o'er earth and foeav'n | The keys of death and hell, Are to our Jefus given : Lift up, &c. 4 He fits at God's right- handj Till all his foes fubmir j And dqw to his command, And fall beneath his feet j Lift up, SzcV 5 He all his foes {Kail quell,, Shall ali oar (ins deftroy ; And every bofom iwell With pure feraphic joy :- Lift up, &c. 6 Rejoice in glorious hope, Jefus the Judge ihall come 5 And take his fervants up To their eternal home ; We foon mall hear the archangel's voice ; The trump of God ilia 11 found" rejoice J ' O 1 Y M N CXXXIV. Tell me no more Of this world's vain ftore. The time for (uch. trifles with me now is o'er ; A country I've found, Where true joys abound, Tp dwell I'm deteniwn'd in that W*py ground. 2 7 he fouls that believe, In Paradife live, And me in that number v/iil Jefus receive » REJOICING* 129 My foul don't delay, He calls thee away, Rife, follow thy Saviour, and blefs the glad day-. 3 No mortal doth know What he can beftow, [him go : What light, ftrength and comfort-^- go after Lo onward I move, To a country above, [will prove. None guefTes how wond'rous my journey 4 Great fpoils I {hall win, From death, hell, and fin. Mtda outward afflictions ihall feel Qht\& within : And when J"m to die, Receive me I'll crv, for Jefus hath lov'd me, 1 cannot tell why. 5 But this I do find, We too are fo join'd, ■He'll not live in glory and leave me behind i So this is the race, I'm running thro' grace, [face. Henceforth, till admitted to fee my Lord's 6 And now I'm in care, .■ My neighbours may fhare Thefe bleflings - to feek them will none of you dare ? In bondage, O why, And death will you lie, [nigh ? When one here allures you true grace is fo HYMN CXXXV. 1 AND roiift this body die, JTx This wel 1- wrought frame decay ? And mud thefe a&ive limbs ef mine Lie mculd'ring in the clay I *3° REJOICING. % Corruption, earth, and worms, Shall bur refine this flefli, 'Till thy triumphant fpirit comes To put it on afrefti. 3 God my Redeemer lives, And ever from the (kies Looks down and watches all my dull Till he flull bid it rife. 4 Array'd in glorious grace, Shall thefe vile bodies mine. And ev'ry fhape, and ev'ry face Be heavenly and divine. 5 Thefe lively hopes we owe, Lord, to thy dying love ; may we blefs thy grace below, And ling thy grace above. 6 Saviour, accept the praife Of thefe our humble fongs, Till tunes of nobler founds we raife With our immortal tongues. H Y M N CXXXVi. i T|E dies, the friend of finners dies f 11 Lo ! Salem's daughters weep around A fokm darknefsn veils the (kies ! A fudden trembling makes the ground I Come, faints, and drop a tear or two For he who groan'd beneath your load I He ffied a thoufand drops for you, A thoufand drops of richer blood. 2 Here's love and grief beyond degree, The Lord of glory dies for man J But REJOICING. J j, But lo ? what fudden joys we fee, Jefus, the dead, revives again ! The rifing Gad forfakes his tomb ; ("n vain the tomb forbids his rife) Cherubiq legions guard him home, And ihout him welcome to the fkies. 5 Break ofFyour tears,-ye fafnU; and tell How high our great Deliv rer reigns ; Sing how he fpoi] d the hofts of hell, And led the monftef Death in chains , bay L:ve for ever, wondrous King I Born to redeem, and ftronsr-to fave >" Then afe the monfter-" where's thy (ting ? And where's thy victory, boafting grave f HYMN CXXXVII. PLUNG D in ^a gulph -of dark dcfpair,- We wretched fmners lay Vht&out one cheering beam of hope, The people that can be joyful in thee ! Their joy is to walk in the light of thy face, And Hill they are talking of Jefus's grace. 3 Their daily delight ihall be in thy name, They fliall as their right, thy righteoufnefs c'airn : Thy righteoufnefs wearing, and cleans'd by thy blood, Bold fliall they appear in the prefence of God. 4 For thou art their boaft, their glory and pow'r ; And I alio truft to fee the glad hour, My foul's new creation, a life from the dead, The day of falvation that lifts up my head. 5 For Jefus my Lord is now my defence ; 1 truft in his word, none plucks me from hence Since I have found favour, he all things will do: My King and my Saviour fliall make me anew. 14* PRAISE.' 6 Yes Lord, T {hall fee the blifs of thine own; Thy fecret to me {hall foon be made known : For forrow and fadnefs I joy mall receivej And mare in the gladnefs of all that believe, HYMN CL. r t T'LL praife my Maker while I've breath; J- And when my voice is loft in death, Praife fhall enjoy my nobler pow'rs ; ISAy day of praife mall ne'er be paft, While life, and thought, and being laft ? Or immortality endures. 2 Happy the man whofe hopes rely On lfrael's God : he made the Iky ; And earth, and feas, with all their train ? His truth for ever ftands fecure ! He feves th' oppreft, he feeds the poor. And none mall find his promife vain. 3 The Lord pours eye-light on the blind ; The Lord fupports the fainting mind $ He fends the lab'ring confcience peace, He helps the ftranger in diftrefs, t The widow and the fatherlefs, And grants the pris'ner fweet releafe. 4 I'll praife him while he lends me breath. And when my voice is loft in death, Praife mall enjoy my nobler pow'rs : tyly .days of praife mal! ne'er be paft, J/Vhile life, and thought, and being lait, Or immortality endures. HYMN PRAISE.' 142 HYMN CO. 1 TJRAISE ye the Lord ? 'tis good to raife J~ Your hearts and voices in his praife : His nature and his works invite, To make this duty our delight. 2 He formed the ftars, thofe heav'nly flames 5 He counts their numbers, calls their names j His wfdom's vaft and knows no bound, A deep, where all our thoughts are drown'd I 3 Sing to the Lord, exalt him high Who Tpreads his clouds around the iky $ There he prepares the fruitful rain, Nor lets the drops defcend in vain. 4 He makes the grafs the hills adorn; And clothes the imping fields with corn 5 The beads with food his hand fupply, And the young ravens when they cry. 5 What is the creature's fkill or force, s Thefprightly man, or warlike horfe ?'- The piercing wit, the active limb, All are too mean delights for him, 6 But faints are lovely in his %ht, He views his children with delight ! He fees their hope, he knows their fear 1 And looks, and loves his image there, HYMN CLII. 1 T TOW do thy mercies clofe me round 3 \ X For ever be thy name ador'd 1 I blufh in all things to abound : Tfervant is above, his LsrdJ 2 Intir'd T44 PRAISE. 2 Inur'd to poverty and pain, A fufF'ring life my mafter led ; The fon of God, the Son of Man, He had not where to lay his head. 3 But lo ! a place he had prepar'd For me, whom watchful! angels keep % Yea, he himfelf becomes my guard i He fmooths my bed and gives me fleepJ 5 Jefus protects ; my fears begone ; What can the Rock of Ages move ? Safe in thy arms I lay me down, Thy everlafting arms of love. 5 While thou art intimately nigh Who, who fhall violate my red ? Sin, earth, and hell I now defy ; I lean upon my Saviour's breaft. 6 1 reft beneath th' Almighty's fliade. My griefs expire, my troubles ceafe ; Thou, Lord, on whom my foul is ftaid, W T ilt keep me ftill in perfect peace. 7 Me for thine own thou lov'ft to take, In time and in eternity : Thou never, never wilt forfake A helplefs worm that truth in thee. HYMN CLI1J. i r\ GOD of all grace, v,-^ Thy goodnefs we praife. Thy fon thou haft given to die in our place ; vVitbjoy we approve The defign of thy love f *Tis a wonder on earth, and a wonder above, PRAISE. I45 2 Tongue cannot explain The love of God-Man, Which the angels defire to look into in vain.' It dazzles our eyes, Thought cannot arife, To find out the caufe, why the infinite dies, 3 Or if pity inclin'd Him to die for mankind, The ground of his pity what feraphcan find ? He came from above Our curfe to remove He hath lov'd, he hath lov'd us, becaufe he' would love. 4 Love mov'd him to die, And on this rely, He hath lov'd, he hath lov'd us, we cannot tell why : But this we can tell, He hath lov*d us fo well As to lay down his life to redeem us from hell. 5 He hath ranfom'd our race, O how fliall we praife, Or worthily fing thy uni pea kable grace 1 Nothing elfe will we know In our journey below, But Tinging thy grace, to thy Paradife go.. 6 Nay, and when we remove, To the manfions above, Our heaven mall ftill.be to fing of thy love j When-time is no more, We ftill (hall adore The ocean oflove, without bottom orfhore. 6 PRAISE, 7 Ere long we fball fly To the regions on high, For Israel's tlrength cannot vary or lye : He foon (bail appear, He more than draws near, Our Jefus is come, and eternity's here, HYMN CL1V. xT\EFORE Jehovah's awful throne, J3 Ye Rations bow with facred joy ; Know that the Lord is God alone, He can create, and he deitrov. 2. His ibv'reign pow'r, without our aid, Made us of clay, and formed us men f And when like wand'ring fheep weftray'd He brought us to his told again. 3 We'll croud thy gates with thankful fongs High as the heav'ns our voices raHe ; And earth with her ten thoufand tongue Shali fill thy court with founding praitl 4 Wide as the world is thy command -, Vaft as eternity diy love j Firm as a rock thy truth muftfland, When rolling years fhall ceafe to move H Y M N CLV. iHpKE Lord of Sabbfrth let us praife, JL In concert with the bleft, \v ho, joyful in harmonious lays, Employ an endieis red. z Thi PRAISE. 147 2 Thus, Lord, while we remember thee, We bleft and pious grow, By hymns of praife we learn to be Triumphant here below. 3 On this glad day a brighter fcene Of glory was difplay'd By God, th' eternal word, than when This univerfe was made. 4 He rifes, who mankind has bought With grief and pain extreme; 'Twas great to fpeakthe world from nought, T'was greater to redeem ! HYMN CLVI. iPALVATION! O the joyful found, JJ5 What pleafure to our ears ! A fov'reign balm for ev'ry wound, A cordial for our fears. CHORUS. Glory , honour, praife, and power 9 Be unto the Lamb for ever ; Jefus Cbri/i is our Redeemer Hallelujah / praife the Lord. 2 Salvation ! let the echo fly The fpacious earth around, While all the armies of the fey Confp're to raife the found. Glory £s?^ 3 Salvation ! O thou bleeding Lamb ! To thee the praife belongs : Salvation fhall infpire our hearts, Anddweli upon our tongues. Glory ?5c. G 2. HYMN HYMN CLVII. iTpROM all that dwell below the fkies, Jj Let the Creator's praife arife ; Let the Redeemer's name be fung, Thro' ev'ry land, by ev'ry tongue. Eternal are thy mercies, Lord, Eternal truth attends thy word ; Thy praife (hall found from (Lore to fhore 'Till funs fhall rife and fet no more. 2 Your lofty themes ye mortals bring, Jn fongs of praife divinely fing ; The great falvation loud proclaim, And fhout for joy the Saviour's name : In ev'ry land begin thefong, To ev'ry land the drains belong ; In cheerful founds all voices raiie, And fill the world with loudeft praife. HYMN CLVIII. 1 /*~\OME let us join our cheerful fongs \_j With angels round the throne, 'J en thoufand thoufand are their [ongues, But all their joys are one. 2 Worthy the Lamb that dy'd, they cry, To be exalted thus ; Worthy the Lamb, our hearts reply, For he was (lain for m. 3 Jefusis worthy to receive, Honour and power divine $ And bleifings more than we can give Bs, Lord, for ever thine. 4. The' PRAISE. 149 4 The whole creation join in one, To blefs tl e facred name I Of him that fits upon the throne, And to adore the Lamb. HYMN CLIX. 1 y^lLORY be to God on high, VJF God whole glory fills the fky $ Peace on earrh to man forgiv'n, Man the well belov'd of beav'n. 2 Sov'reign Father, heav'nly King, Thee we now prefume to fing, Glad thine attributes confefs, Glorious all and numberlefs. 3 Hail, by all thy worts ador'd ; Hail, the everlafting Lord ; Thee with thankful hearts we prove, Lord ofpow'r, and God of love ! 4 Chrift, cur Lord and God we own $ Chrift, the Father's only Son : Lamb of God, for finners flain, Saviour of offending man. 5 Bow thine ear, in mercy bow. Hear, the world's atonement thou : Jefu, in thy name we pray, Take, O take our fins away. 6 Pow'rful advocate with God, Juftify us by thy blood ! Bow thine ear, in mercy bow, Hear, the world's atonement thou. G 3 7 He^r, j^O PRAISE. 7 Hear, for thou O Chrift, alone, With thy glorious Sire art one ; One the Holy Ghoft with thee, One fupreme, eternal Three. HYMN CLX. i -QR AISE ye the Lord, y' immortal choirs, X That fill the realms above : Praifehim who formM you of his fires, And feeds you with his love. Sing to his praife, ye chryftal fktes, The floor of his abode ; Or veil in (hades your thoufand eyes, Before you r brighter God, 3 Thou refllefs globe of golden light, Whole beams ere ate our days, Join with the fil ver queen of night, To own your borrow'd rays. 4 Winds, ye mall bear his name aloud Thro' the ethereal blue, For when his charioc is a cloud, He makes his wheels of you. 5 Thunder and hail, and fires and dorms, The troops of his command, Appear in all your dreadful forms, And fpeakhis awful hand. 6 Shout to the Lord ye furging feas, In your eternal roar j Lei wave to wave rcPw.d his prane, And fhore reply to fhore • 7 While PRAISE. 151 1 While monftersfporting'on the flood. In fcaly filver mine, Speak terrible teir Maker God, And lafh the foaming brine. 5 But gentle things fliall tune his name To fofter notes than thefe, Young zephyrs breathing o'er the dream Or whifp'ring thro' the trees. 9 Wave your tall heads, ye lofty pine?, To him that bids ye grow ; Sweet clufters bend the fruitful vines On ev'ry thankful bough. 10 Let the fcrill birds his honours raife, And climb the morning ficy ; While grov'ling beafts attempt his praife, In hcarfer harmony. I j Thus while meaner creatures fing^ Ye mortals take the found, Echo the glories of your King Thro' all the nation round, HYMN CLXI. 1 fTpHE God of Abrah'm praife, J. Who reigns enthron'd above ; Ancient of evetlafting days, And God of love ; JEHOVAH, GREAT I AM ! By earth and heav'n confefr : 1 I bow and blefs the facred name, For ever blefh 2 The 152 PRAISE. 2 The God of Abr'ham praife, At vvhofe fupreme command From earth I rife — and feek the joys At his right hand : I will on earth forfake, Its wifdom, fame, and pow*r ; And him my only portion make, My (hield and ,tow'r. 3 The God of Ahr'ham praife, VV'hofeall-funicient grace Shall guide me all my happy days^ In all my ways : He calls a worm his friend ! He calls himfelf my God ! And he fhall fave me to the end, Thro : Jefu's blood .' 4 He by himfelf hath fworn, I en his oath depend I I fhall on eagle's wings upborne. To heav'n afcend ! I mail behold his face, I (hall his pow'r adore. And fingthe wonders of his grace For evermore, H Y M N CLXII. 1 TV/TY Saviour, my almighty friend, JLVX When I begin thy praife ^ Where will the growing numbers end, The number of thy grace I 2 Thou art my evetlafting trilft. Thy goodnefs I adore i Send PRAISE. 153 Send down thy grace, O blefled Lord, That 1 may ltne thee more. 3 My feet fhall travel ail the length Of the celeftial road : And march with courage in thy ftrength. To lee the Lord my God. 4. Awake, awake, my tuneful pow'rs, Wich this delightful fong. And enterrain the darkeft hours, Nor think the feal'on long, H Y M N CLXIIL THIS, this is the God we adore, Our faithful, unchangeable friend, Y\ hefe love is as great as his powV, And neither knows meafurenor end. *Tis jefus, the firftand the laft, Whole fpirit (hail guide us fafe home % We'll piaiie him for all that is pali, And truil him for all that's to come. HYMN Ci XIV. VV My rifing foulfurvejs, Why, my cold heart, art thou not loft In wonder, love, and praife ? 2 Thy providence my life fuftain'd And all my wants redreft, * i While in the filent womb I lay, [ And hung upon the breaft. To 1^4 PRAISE. 3 To all my weak complaints and cries, Thy mercy lent an ear, Ere yet my feeble thoughts had learn'd, To form themf elves in pray'r. 4 Unnumber'd comforts on my foul Thy tender care beftow'd, Before my infant heart conceiv'd From whence thofe comforts flow'd. 5 When in the IlippVy paths of youth, With heedlels fteps I ran, Thine arm, unfeen, convey'd me iafe, And led me up to man, 6 Thro' hidden dangers, toils, and deaths, lc gently clear'd my way, And thro' the pleafmg fnares of vice, More to be feared than they. j Thro' ev'ry period of my life Thy goodnels 1*11 purfue ; And after death, in dillant worlds, The pleating theme renew. 8 Tho' all eternity to Thee A grateful long I'll raife : But O * eternity's too fhoit To utter all thy prai.le. H Y M N CLXV. I f~\ Thou God of my falvaiion, V^y My Redeemer from all fin, JVlov'd to this by great cumpdiiLu, Yearning bout is from within ; 1 will praife dice, Where mail 1 tin ptaife beeirr. 2 While PRAISE. 155 2 While the ang -'-choirs are crying, Glory to the great I AM I I with them would (till be vying, Glory, glory to the Lamb ! O how precious Is the found of Jdus' name. 3 Now I fee with joy and wonder, Whence the healing ft reams arofe. Angel-minds are loft co ponder Dying love's mifterious caufe ; Yet the bleiling Down to all, to me it flows. 4 Tho' unfeen I love the Saviour, He almighty grace hath fhown ; Pardon*d guiit and purchas'd favour! This he makes to mortals kuown 1 Give him glory, Glory, glory is his own, 5 Angels now are hov'ring round us, Unperceiv'd they mix the throng. Wond'ring at the love that erown'd us, Glad to join the holy long : Hallelujah, Love and praife to'Chrifl; belong. HYMN CLXVI, 1 TTOW happy every child of grace, jj[~ X Who knows his (ins forgiv'n ! This earth, he cries, is ret my place, 1 ieek my place in heaven. : A coun- 156 TRUSTING IN PROVIDENCE. A country far from mortal fight 1 YetO f by faith I fee The land of reft, the faints delight, The heaven prepared for me. % O what ableited hopeisours J While here on earth we flay, We more than tafte the heavenly powers, Apd antedate that day : We feel therefurreclion near, Our life in Chrill concealM, And with his glorious prefence here Our earthen veflels filPd, 3 O would he more of heaven beftow, And let the yeflel break, And let our ranfom'd fpirit go, To. grafp the God we feek: In rapturous awe on him to gaze, Who bought the fight for me, And fhout and wonder at his grace Through all eternity. 1 mi 1 m i ll 1—°——— TRUSTING in PROVIDENCE HYMN CL.XVII. PART ™S f * RST# - l ^OMMiT though all thy griefs %. And ways into his hanos, To his fure truft and tender care, Who earth and heaven commands i Who points the clouds their courle, Whom winds and feas obey, JJe fball direft thy wandVing feet, He (hall prepare thy way. ' ; 3 Tboft TRUSTING IN PROVIDENCE. *57 Thou on the Lord rely, So fafe (halt thou go on ; Fix on his work thy ftedfaft eye, So {halt thy work be done : No profit canft thou gain By felf-confumi ng care, To him commend thy cauie, his ear, Attends the fofceft pray'r. j Thine everlafting truth, Father, thy ceafelefs loye, Sees all thy'' children's wants, and know^ What belt for each will prove ; And whatfoe'er thouwili'ft Thou doft, O King of kings ; What thine unerring wii'dcm chofe, Thy pow'r to being brings. £ Thouev'ry where haft way, And all things ferve thy might, Thy ev'ry ad pure bleffing is, Thy path uniully'd light : When rhou aiii'cit, Lord, W T ha' (hall thy work withftand ? When all hy children want, thou giv'ft, Who, who (hall ftay thine hand ? HYMN CLXVIIL PART THE SECOND, 1 S*> IVE to the winds thy fears, VjT Hope, and be undifmay'd, God hears thy fighs, and counts thy tears, God (hall lift up thy head ; Through waves, and clouds, and dorms, He geatlv clears the way Watt I58 TRUSTING IMPROVIDENCE. Wait thou this time, fo lhall this night Soon end in joyous day. 2 Still heavy is thy heart, Still fink thy fpirits down ; Caft off the weight, let fear depart, And ev'ry care begone, What tho' thou ruleft not, Yetheav'n, and earth, and hell, Proclaim God fitteth on the throne, And ruleth all things well. 3 Leave to his fov'reign fway To choofe and to command, So ftialt thou wand'ring own his way, How wife, how ftrong his hand ! Far, far above thy thought His counfel (hall appear, When fully he the work hath wrought, That cau3'd <>hy needleis tear. 4 Thou feeft our weaknefs, Lord, Our hearts are known to thee ; O lift thou up the linking hand, Confirm the feeble knee : Let us in life, in death, Thy ftedfall truth declare, And publifh, with our latell breath, Thy love and guardian care. HYMN CLXIX. J £"** OD of my life, whofe gracious pow'r, VjT Thro' various deaths my foulhathled, Or turn'd afide the fatal hour, Or lifted up my finking head ! 2 In TRUSTING IN PROVIDENCE. If9 % In all my ways thy hand I own, Thy ruling providence I fee 5 Afiift me ftill my courfe to run, And ftill direct my paths to thee. 3 Whither, O whither mould I fly ? But to my loving Saviour's breaft ; Secure within thine arms to lie, And fafe beneath thy wings to reft ? 4 I have no (kill the fnare to fhun, But thou, O Chrift ! my wifdom art ; I ever into ruin run ; But thou art greater than my heart. 5 Foolifb, and impotent, and blind, Lead me a way I have not known ; Bring me where I my heav'n may find, The heav : n of loving thee alone. £ Enlarge ray heart to make thee room j Enter, and in me ever ftay ; The crooked then (halt ftraight become j The darknefs (hail be loft in day ! HYMN CLXX. JEHOVAH- J IREH, I e. J^Lord will proTH^HE Lord my pafture (hall prepare, X And feed me with a (hepherd's care ; His prefence fhall my wants fupply, And guard me with a watchful eye : My noon-day walks he (hall attend, And all my midnight hours defend. 2 When in the fjultry glebe I faint, Or on the thirfty mountain pant, To fertile vales and dewy meads My weary, wandering fteps he leads, Where peaceful rivers, foft and (low, Amid the verdant landfkip-flow. 3 Tho' in the paths of death I tread, With gloomy horrors overfpread, My ftedfaft heart (hall feel no ill, For thou, O Lord, art with me ftill ; Thy friendly crook (hall give me aid, And guide ine through the dreadful (hade. 4 Tho' in a bare and rugged way, Through devious lonely wilds I dray, Thy bounty (hall my pains beguil© v The barren wildernefs (ball finite With fudden greens and herbage crown'd, And dreams (ball murmur all around. HYMN CLXXII. 5 f*\ OD moves in a myderious way, \,J His wonders to perform ; He plants his footdeps in the fea, And rides upon the dorm. 2 Deep iGZ TRUSTING IN PROVIDENCE. 2 Deep in unfathomable mines Of never-failing (kill, He treafures up his bright defigns, And works his fov'reign will. 3 Ye fearful faints, frefh courage take, The clouds ye fo much dread Are big with mercy, and mall break In bleflings on your head. 4 Judge not the Lord by feeble fenfe, But truft him for his grace j Behind a frowning providence He hides a fmiling face. 5 His purpofes will ripen fail, Unfolding every hour ; Th« bud may have a bitter tafte, But fweet will be the flow'r. 6 Blind unbelief is fure to err, And fcan his work in vain : God is his own interpreter, And he will make it plain. HYMN CLXXIII. i A WAY, my unbelieving fear, £\ Fear (hall in me no more have place ; My Saviour doth not yet appear, He hides the brightnefs of his face : But (hall I therefore let him go, And bafely to the tempter yield ? No, in the ftrength of Jefus, no, I never will give up my lhield. 2. Although the vine its fruits deny, Although the olive yield no oil, The TRUSTING IN PROVIDENCE. l6j The with'ring fig-tree droop and die, The fields elude the tiller's toil, The empty flail no herd afford, And pcrifh all the bleating race, Yet will I triumph in the Lord, The God of my falvation praife. 3 .Banen although my foul remain, And no one bud of grace appear, No fruit of all my toil and pain, But fin and only fin is here j Although my gifts and comforts loft My blooming hopes cut off I fee, Yet will I in my Saviour truft, And glory that he dy'd for me. 4 In hope believing againft hope, Jefus, my Lord, my God, I claim, Jefus my ftrength, fhall lift me up, Salvation is in Jefu's naiie : To me he foon (hall bring it nigh, My foul (hall then out-ilrip the wind, On wings of love mount up on high, And leave the world and fin behind. HYMN CLXXIV. i QTILL, for thy loving kindnefs, Lord, 1^5 I in thy temple wait, 1 look to find thee in a word, Or at thy table meet. 2 Here in thine own appointed ways I wait to learn thy will : Silent I ftand before thy face, And hear thee fay, " Be Hill!" 3 " Be 164 TRUSTING IN PROVIDENCE. 3 " Be ftill and know that I am God ! 5 * 'Tis all I live to know! To feel the virtue of thy blood, And fpread its praife belaw ! 4-I wait my vigour to renew, Thine image to retrieve : The veil of outward things pafs through, And gafp in thee to live. 5 I work ; and own the labour vain ; And thus from works I ceafe : I ftrive and fee my fruitleis pain, Till God create my peace. 9 Fruitlefs, till thou thyfelf impart, Muft all my efforts prove : They cannot change a finful heart, They cannot purchale love. 7 I do the things thy laws enjoin, And then the ftrife give o'er ; To thee I then the whole refigu, And tru(t in means no more. 8 I trufi: in him who ftands between The Father's wrath and me ; Jefu, thou great eternal mean, 1 look for all from thee. HYMN CLXXV. PART THE FIRST. , ^OLDIERS of Chrift, ariie, J5 A 00 * P ut vnur armour on, Strong in the ftrength which God fnpplies, Through his eteraal fon : Strong in the Lord of hofts, And in his mighty pow'r, TRUSTING IN PROVIDENCE. \6$ Who in the ftrength of Jcfus trufts, ]s more than conqueror. 2 Stand then in his great might, With all his ftrength endu'd, But take, to arm you for the fight, The panoply of God: That having all things done, And all your conflicts pair, Ye may o'ercorae thro' Chrift alone, And'ftand entire at laft. 3 Stand then againfl your fees, In. ciofe and firm array, Legions of wily fiends oppofe Throughout the evil day ; But meet the Ions of night, But mock their vain defigri, Arm'd in the arms of heavenly light, Ofrighteoufnefs divine. 4 Leave no unguarded place, No weaknefs of the foul ; Take ev'ry virtue, ev'ry grace, And fortify the whole j IndifTolubly join'd, To battle all proceed ; But arm vourfelf with all the mind That was m Chrift your head, HYMN CLXXVL TART THE SECOND. i T>UT above all, lay held j3 ° n faith's vi&oriousfcield, Arm'd with that adamant and gold, You're lure to win thefielr u ; l66 TRUSTING IN PROVIDENCE. If faith furround your heart, Satan (hall be fubdu'd, Repell'd his ev'ry fiery dart, And quehch'd with Jefu's blood. 2 Jefus hath dy'd for you ! What can his love withftand ? Believe ! hold faft your Ihield, and who Shall pluck you from his han4 ? Believe that Jefus reign?, All pow'r to him is giv'n : Believe, till freed from lin's remains, Believe yourfelves to heav'n ! 3 To keep your armour bright, Attend with conftant care ; Still walking in your Captain's fight, And watching unto pray'r. Ready for all alarms, Steadfaitly fet your face, And always exerciie your arms, And ule your ev'ry grace. 4 Pray, without ceafing pray, (Your Captain gives the word) His fummons cheerfully obey, And call upon the Lord : To God your ev'ry want In inftant pray'r difplay ; Pray, always pray, and never faint ; tray, wuhuut ceafing pray. HYMN TRUSTING IN PROVIDENCE. 167 HYMN CLXXVII. Seek ye the kingdom of God, and all theje things Jhall be added. Luke xxii. 31. 1 T)EACE, troubled foul, thou need'il J7 net fear, 'I hy great provider ftill is near; Who fed thee laft, will feel t£ee ftill, Be calm and fink into his will. 2 The Lord who built the earth and fky, In mercy ftoops to hear thy cry ; His promife all may freely claim, *' Afk and receive in Jefu's name." 3 His ftores are open all and free, To fuch as truly upright be ; Water and bread he'll give for food With all things cKq which he fees good, 4 Your facred hairs which are lb fmall, By God himfelf are numbered all, This truth he*s p'ubh'uVd all abroad, That men may learn to truft the Lord, 5 The ravens daily he doth feed, And lends them food as they have need, Altho' they nothing have in itore, Yet as they lack he gives them more. 6 Then do not feek with anxious care, What ye fhali eat, or drink, or wear ; Yourheav'nly Father will you feed, He knows that all thefe things you need. 7 Without referve, give Chrift your heart; Let him his righteoufnefs impart j Then all things elfe he'll freely give, With him you all things (lull receive. 2, Thus 168 SUFFERING. tf Thus (hall the foul be truly bleft, That feeks in God his only reft, May I that happy perfon be, In time, and in eternity ! SUFFERING. HYMN CLXXVI1I. , /^OMEon, my partners in diflrefs, V^ My comrades through the wildeinefr Who (till your bodies feel j Awhile forget your griefs and fears, And look behind this vale of tears To that celeftial hill* 2 Beyond the bounds of time and fpace Look forward to that heav'nly place, The faint's fecure abode : On faith's ftrong eagle-pinions rife, And force your pafTage to the Ikies, And fcale the mount of God. 3 Who fuffer with our Matter here, We (hall before his face appear, And by his fide fit down : To patient faith the prize is fure ; And all that to the end endure The croft, (hall wear the crown. 4 Thrice WelTed blifs, infpiringhope ; It lifts the fainting fpirits up, It brings to life The dead ! Our conflicts here (hall foon be pad, And you and I afcend at laft, Triumphant without dread, * 5 That ! SUFFERING. 1 69 5 That great rnyfterious Deity We foon with open face ihall fee ; The beatific fight Shall fill the heav'niy courts with praife, And wide diffufe the golden blaze " Of everlafting light. 6 The FatheY fbining on his throne, 1 he glorious co eternal Son, The fpirit, one and fey^n, Confpire our rapture to complete 5 And lo ! we fall before his feer, And fiience heightens heav'n. 7 In hope of that extatic paufe, Jelus, we now fuftain thy crofs. And at thy foorftool fail, Till thou our hidden life reveal, Till thou our God is all in all. HYMN CLXXIX. 1 A NDlet this feeble body fail, /~\ And let it faint or d\e f My foul fliall quit the mournful vale, And foar to v/oridson high ; Shall join the difembody'd faints, And find its long fought reft, That only blifs for which it pants In the Redeemer's breaft. 2 In hope of that immortal crown I now the ^rofs fiftain, And gladly wander up and down And fmile at toil and pain, H I fuffer J70 SUFFERI tfG. . I fuflfer on my threefcore years •Till my deliv'rer come, And wipe away his fervant's tears,. And take his exile home. 3 O what has Jcfus bought for me I Before my ravihVd eyes, ( River of life' divine I fee, And trees of Paradife! I fee a world of fpirits bright, Who tafte the pleafures there ? They ail are rob'o in fpotiefs white, And conqu'ring palms they bear. 4 O what are all my fufPrings here, If, Lord, thou count me meet With that enraptur'd hoft t* appear, And worfhip at your feet. Give joy or grief, give eafe or pain, Take life or friends away ; But let me find them all again in that eternal day. H Y M N CLXXX. 1 T "JAPPY foul, thy days are ended * j7j[ Alt thy mourning days below ; bo uy angel-guards attended, To the light ot Jefus go. 2 Waiting to receive thy Spirit, ] ...) ! die Saviour Hands above, Shews the purchafe of his merit, Reacfieaout cue crown of love. 3 Struggle SUFFERING. I7I 3 Struggle through thy lateft pafllon. To thy dear Redeemer's breaft, To his uttermoft falvation, To his everlafting reft : 4 For the joy he fets before thee, Bear a momentary pain, Die, to live a life of glory, Suffer, with thy Lord to reign. HYMN- CLXXXU 1 T TEAD of the church triumphant^, Xi We joyfully adore thee, Till thou appear, Thy members here Shall fing like thofe in glory. We lift our hearts and voices^, With bleft anticipation ,j And cry aloud, And give to Ged The praife of our falvation. 2 While in afHi&ion's furnace, And paffing through the ftre, Thy love we praife, Which knows no days, And ever brings us higher - t We clap our hands exulting In thine almighty favour ; The love divine, Which made us thine, Shall keep us thine for ever, Ha 3 Thou 1)2 FUNERAL. 3 Thou doft conduct thy people Through torrents of temptation; Nor will we fear, While thou art near, The fire of tribulation : The world, with fin and Satan, In vain our march oppofes ; By thee we (hall, Break through them all, And fing the fong of Mofes. 4 By faith we fee the glory To w(iich thou {halt reftore us, The crofs defpife For that high prize Which thou haft fet before us ; And if thou count us worthy. We each, as dying Stephen, Shall fee thee tland At God s right hand, To take us up to heav'n. FUNERAL. HYMN CLXXXII. 1 J\ H lovely appearance of death, . j[\ What fight upon earth is fo fair ? Net all the gay pageants that breathe, Can with a 'dead body compare : With folemn delight I furvey The corpfe, when the Spirit is fled, In love wit k the beautiful clay, And longing to lie in its Head. 2 How FUNERAL. 1/3 2 How blefl is our brother, bereft Of all that could burden his mind ; How eafy the foul that has left This wearifome body behind ! Of evil incapable thou, Whofe relics with envy I fee. No longer in mifery now; No longer a finner like me. 3 This earth is affecled no more With ficknefs, or ihaken with pain, The war in the members is o'er, And never (hall vex him agaic ■> No angei henceforward, or fhame, Shall redden this innocent day j Extinct is the animal flame, And palllon h vanifrVd away.. 4 This 1 .nguifbing head is at red, Its thinking and aching are o'er ? This quiet immoveable breaft Is heav'd by affliction no more : This heart is no longer the feat Or trouble and torturing pain % It ceafes to flutter- and beat, Ic never" (hall flutter again. 5 The lids hefo feidOra could clofe, By forrow forbidden to deep, Seai'd up in eternal repofe, Have flrangely forgotten to weep • The fountains can yicid no fupplies % Thcfe hollows from water are tree,; The tears are all wip'd from thefe eyes, And evil they never (Ball fee. Hj 6 To 'R I«J4 FUNERAL. 6 To mourn and to fuffer is mine, While bound in a prifon I breathy i And ftill for deliverance pine, And pret's to the iflues of death : What now with my tears I bedew, O might 1 this moment become ! My ipint created anew, My flelli be confign'd to the tomb ! HYMN CLXXXIII. EjOiC E for a brother deceas'd, Our lofs is his infinite gain-, A ioul out of pr'tfon released . And freed from its bodily chain ; With longs let us follow his flight, And mount with his fpirit above, Elcap'd to the manfions of light, And lodgM in the Eden of love. Our brother the haven hath gain'd, Out flying the tempett and wind; His reft he haih (boner ohtain'd, ' And left his companions behind ; Siill tofs*d on a lea of diflrefs, | Hard toiling to make the bled more, W here ali is alliance and peace, And torrow and fin are no more. There all the (hip's company meet, Who laird with the Saviour beneath, With fibouting each other they greet, And tiiumfih o'er tiouble and death : The vojagc e* life"* at an end, : 'i he mortal affliction is paft, The a,,e, that in heav'n they lpend, ~ I ci ever ar.d evujhall Uft. FUNERAL. 175 H Y M N CLXXXIV. ?>"Y"MS finiGVd, 'tis done ! X The fpirit is fled, The pris'ner is gone, The chriftian is dead j The chriftian is living Through Jefus's love, And gladly receiving A kingdom above. All honour and praife Are Jefus*s due ; Supported by grace, He fought his way through, Triumphantly glorious, Thro' Jefus's zeal, And more than victorious, O'er fin, death, and hell. 1 Then let us record The conquering name, Our Captain and Lord With fhoutings proclaim t Who truft in his pailion, And follow our Head, To certain falvationj Weallfhallbeled, . O Jefus, lead on Thy militant care, And give us the crown, Ot righteoufnefs there 5 Where dazzled with giory, The feraphirn gaze, Or proftrate adore thee In filence of praiie. IjS FUNERAL. 5 Come, Lord, and difplay The fign on the flcy, And bear us away To the manfion on high: The kingdom be given, The purchafe divine, And crown us in heaven, Eternally thine. HYMN CLXXXV. 1 T TQSANNAH to Jefus on high ! J~X Another has enter'd on high! Another is 'fcap'd to the fky And lodg'd in Imroanuels breaft j The foul of our filler is gone To heighten the triumph above, Exalted to Jefus's throne, And clafp'd in the arms of his love, 2 What fulnefs of rapture is there, While Jefus his glory diiplays, And purples the heavenly air, And fcattcrs the odours of grace ? He looks— and his fervants in light The bleiling ineffably meet; He lmiles — and they faint at his fight, And fall overwhelmed at his feet. 3 How happy the angels that fall, Tianiported at Jefus's name ; The taints whom he foonelt ihall call To fliare in the feaft of the Lamb! No FUNERAL. J77 No longer impriforTd in clay, Who next from his dungeon (hall fly, Who firft fhall be fummon'd away — My merciful God — Is it I ? 4 O Jefus, if this be thy will, That fuddenly I mould depart, Tby counfel of mercy reveal And whifper the call to my heart ; O give me a fignal to know, If foon thou wouldft have me remove, And leave the dull body below, And fly to the regions of love. HYMN CLXXXVI. 1 TT APPY who in Jefus live, X~i But happier ftill are they Who to God their fpirits give, And 'fcape from earth away ? Lord, thou read'lt the panting heart, Lord, thou hear'ft the praying figh ; O 'tis better to depart, 'Tis better far to die, 2 Yet if fo thy will ordain For our companion's good, Let us in the fleih remain, And meekly bear the load. When we have our grief fill'd up, When we all our works have done, Late partakers of our hope, And fharers of'thy throne. 3 To £78 For persons in fellowship. 3 To thy wife and gracious will We quietly fubmit,, Waiting for redemption ftill, But waiting at thy feet ; When thou wilt the bleffing give. Call us up thy face to fee, Only let thy fervants live, And let us die to thee. Fcr PERSONS joined in FELLOWSHIP. HYMN CLXXXVII. 1 /""^OME away to the fkies, \^j My beloved arife, And rejoice in the day thou waft born ; On this fefttval day Come exulting away, And with finging to Sion return. 2 We have laid up our love And treafure above, Tho' our bodies continue below ? The redeem'd of the Lord, We remember his word, And with finging to Paradife go. 3 With finging we praife The original grace, By our heavenly Father beftowM ; Our being receive From his"bounty, and live To the honour and glory of God. a For For PERSONS in FELLOWSHIP. 179 For thy glory we are Created to (hare Both the nature and kingdom divine ; Created again, That our ibuis may remain In time and eternity thine. With thanks we approve The defign of thy love, Which hath join'd us in Jefus's name 5 So united in heart, That we never can part, Till we meet at the feaft of the Lamb, There, there at his feet, We (hall fuddenly meet, And be parted in body no more t We (hall fin-g to our lyres, With the heav'nly choirs, And our Saviour in glory adore. Hallelujah wefing, To our Father and King, And his rapturous praifes repeat, To the Lamb that was (lain, Hallelujah again, Sing all heav'n and fall at his feet I In aiTurance of hope, We to Jefus look up, Till his banner's unfurl'd in the air ^ From our graves we (hall fee, And cry our, «< It is he," And fly up to acknowledge him there. HYMN i So For persons in fellowship. HYMN CLXXXVIII. c lOME, let us anew Our journey purfue, With vigour arife, And prefs to our permanent place in thefkies: Of heavenly birth, Tho* wand'ring on earth, This is not our place, But Grangers and pi Igrims ourfelves we confefs* 2 At Jefus'i call, We give up our All ; And ftijl we forego, For Jefus's fake, our enjoyment below : No longing we find For the country behind; But onward we move, And (till we are feeking a country above, 3 A country of joy Without any alloy, We thither repair, Our heart and our treafure already are there. We march hand in hand To Immanuel's land ; No matter what cheer We meet with on earth, for eternity's near ! 4 The rougher our way, The Ihorter our flay. ; The tempefts that rife Shall glorioufly hurry our fouls to the Qties: The fiercer the blaft, The fooner'tis pall ; The troubles that come, Shall corce taoui reicue,andhaften us home Tor Persons in Fellowship. iSi HYMN CLXXXIX. I /^lOMEJetus afcend, V-4 My companion and friend, To a tafte of theJianquet above I If thy heart be as mine, If for Jefus it pine, Come up in the chariot of love. Who in jefus confide, We are bold to outride The ftonn of affliction beneath ! With the prophet we foar To the heavenly more, And out-fly ail the arrows of deatli; By faich we are come To our permanent home : By hope we the rapture improve : By love we ftill rife, And look down on the fkies, For the heaven of heavens is love. Who on earth can conceiv How happy we Jive In the palace of God, the great King ? What a concert of praiie, When our Jefas's grace The whole heavenly company fing ? What a rapturous fong, When the glorify d throng In the fpirit or harmony join ? Join all the glad choirs, Hearts, voices, and lyres, And the burden is mercy divine. I 6 HsJUlir 182 For Persons in Fellowship. 6 Hallelujah they cry To the King of the fky, To the great everlafting I AM : To the Lamb chat was Gain, And liveth again, Hallelujah to G'vd and the Lamb. 7 The Lamb on the throne, Lo ! he dwells with his own, And to rivers of" pleafure he leads j With his mercy's full blaze, With the fight of his face, Our beautify'd f'pirits he feeds. § Our foreheads proclaim His ineffable name : Our bodies his glory difplay : A day without night We reait in his fight, And eternity ieems as a day .' HYMN CXC. • ¥^SU, great Shepherd of the (beep, Ji To thee for help we fly : Thy little flock in fatety keep [ For O the wolf is nigh f 2 He comes, of heliifli malice full, To fcatter, tear, and (lay : He feizes ev'ry draggling ibul, As his own lawful prey. s Us into thy protection take, Ami gather with thy arm f Unlets the fold we firft forfake, The wort can never harm. 4 We For Pe r s o ns in F £ L lows hip. i 8?: 4 We laugh to (corn his cruel pow'r, While by our (nepherd's fide : The fheep he never can devour, Unlefs he firft divide. 5 O do not fuffer him to part The fouls that here agree ? But makeus of one mind and hearr> And keep us one in thuQ ! 6 Together let us fweetl y live ! Together let us die I And each a ftarry crown receive. And reign above the iky. HYMN CXCI. I ^TpRYus, O God, andfearch the ground J[ Of ev'ry finful heart ; , • Whate'er of fin in us is found, O bid it all depart I i When to thf right or left we ftray, Leave us not comfortlefs ; Wt guide our feet into the way Of everlafting peace. } Help us to help each other, Lord, Each other's crois to bear : Let each his friendly aid afford, And feel his brother's care. [ Help us to build each other up, Our little ftock improve ; Jncreafe our faith, confirm our hope, And perfect us in love. I 2 5 Up 184 For Persons in Fellowship. 5 Up into thee, our living Head! Let us in all things grow, Till thou haft made us free indeed, And fpotlefs here below. 6 Then, when the mighty work is wrought, Receive thy ready bride 5 Give us in heav'n a happy lot With all the fanclify'd. HYMN CXCII. i rTT^HOU God of truth and love, \ We feek thy perfect way, Ready thy choice t' approve, Thy providence t' obey ; Enter into thy wifedefign, Andfweetly lofe thy will in thine, a Why haft thou caft our lot In the fame age and place i And why together, brought To lee each other's face j To join with fofteft fympathy, And mix our friendly fouls in thee ^ 3 Didft thou not make us one, That we might one remain, Together travel on, And bear each other's pain, Till all thy utmoft goodnefs prove, And rife renew'd in perfect love. 4 Surely thou didll unite Our kind.ed fpirits here, That all hereafter might Before thy throne appear ; Me< Fer Persors in Fellowship. 185 Meet at the marriage of the Lamb, And all thy glorious love proclaim. 5 Then let us ever bear The blefied end in \iew, ' And join with mutual care, To fight our paflage through ; And kindly help each other on, Tillallreceive the ftairy crown. 6 O may thy Spirit feal Our fouis unto that day ! With all thy fulnefs fill, And then tranfport away ! Away to our eternal reft, Away to our Redeemer's bread ? H Y M N CXCIII. 1 T^ATHER of our dying Lord, Jp Remember us for good, O fulfil his faithful word, And hear his fpeaking blood ! Give us that fcr which he prays ; Father, glorify thy fon j Shew his truth, and pow'r, and grace, And fend the promife down. 2 True and faithful Witnefs, thou, O Chnll, theSpirit g've ! Haft thou not received him now, That we might not receive ? Art thou not our living Head ? Life to all thy limbs impart : Shed thv love, thy Spirir died, In ev'ry waiting heart. I 3 3 Holy *36 For Persons in Fellowship, 3 Holy Ghoft, the Comforter, The gift of Jefus, come : Glows our heart to had thee near, And fwel's to make thee room j Prefent with us thee we feel, Come, O come, and in us be ! With us, in us, live and dwell To all eternity. HYMN CXCIV. 8 TESU, Lord, v/o look to thee, J Let us in thy name agree ; Shew thyfelf the Prince of peace : Bid our jars for ev'erceafe. 2 By thy reconciling Love, Ev'ry {tumbling block remove : Each to each unite, endear, Come and fpread thy banner here I 3 Make us of one heart and mind, Courteous, pitiful, and kind ; Lowly, meek in thought an^ word, Altogether like our Lord. 4 Let us each for other care, Each the other's burden bear ; To thy church the pattern give, Shew how true believers live. 5 Free from anger and from pride, Let us thus in God abide ; All the depths of love exprt-fs, All the heights of holineis. C Let Fir Persons in Fellowship, igy 6 Let us then with joy remove To the family above : On the wings of eagles fly ; Shew how true believers die. H Y M N CXCV. 2 TESU, united by thy grace, J And each to each endeared,. With confidence we feek thy face, xA.nd know our prayV is heard. z Still let us own our common Lord, And bear thine eafy yoke, A band of love, a three-fold cord. Which never can be broke. 3 Make us into one fpirit drink; Baptize into thy name j And let us always kindly think, And fweetly fpeak the fame. 4 Touch'-d 6y the loadftoneef thy love, Let all our hearts agree ; And ever tow'rdseach other move^ And ever move towards ihee. 5 To thee in¶bly join'd, : Let all our fpirits cleave ; O may we all the loving mind That was in thee receive ! 6 This is the bond of perfeftnefs. Thy fpctlefs charity ; O let us itill,- we pray, poiTefs, The mind that was in thee i I 4 7 Grant 1 83 For Persons in Fellowship. m Grant this, and then from all below Inlenfibly remove ; Our fouls their change raallfca r cely know f Made \ erfe& lirfr. in love. 8 With cafe our fouls thro' death (hall glide, Into their paradife; And thence on wings of ea.g!es ride Triumphant through the Ikies. 9 Yet when the fullefb joy is given, The fame delight we prove, In earth, in paradife, in heav'n, Our AH in All is love. H Y M N CXCVI, ?ART THE FIRST. i /"NOME, and let us fweetly join, \^ Chrift topraifeinhymnadiviiiel Give we all, with one accord, Gloiy to our common Lord ; Hands, and hearts, and voices raife : Sing as in the ancient days ; Antedate the joys above, Celebrate the lead of love. 2 Strive we, in aflfe&ion ftrive : Let the purer flamcjevive : Such as in the martyrs glowM, Dying champions for their God s We like them may live and love ; Calfd we are their joys to prove; • Sav'd with them from future wrath ; Partners of like precious fath. 3 Sing For Persons in Fellowship. 189 3 Sing we then in Jefu's name, Now as yefterday the fame ; One in every time and place, ^ Full for all of truth and grace : We for Chrift our m after Hand, Lights in a benighted land ; We our dying Lord confefs j We are Jefu's witnelfes. $. Witnelfes that Chrift hath dy'd 5 We with him are crucify'd t Chrift hath burn: the bands ofdeath : We his quickning fpirit breathe ^ Chrift is now gone up on high ; Thither all our wiihes fly : Sits at God's right-hand above ; There with him we reign in love. HYMN CXCV1I. PJLRT THE SECOND. I /^OME, thou high and lofty Lord : V^ Lowly, meek, incarnate word * Humbly ftoop to earth again ; Come and vifit abjed man ! Jefu, dear expefted guefl, Thou art bidden to the feaft : For thyfelf our hearts prepare \ Come and tit and banquet there. a Jefu, we thy promtfe claim : We are met in thy great name ; In the midft do thou appear, Maniteft thy prefence here : I 5 San&ify 190 For Persons in Fellowship. Sanclify us, Lord, and blefs : Breathe thy Spirit, give thy peace : Thou thyfelf within us move ; Make our feaft: a feaft of love. 3 Let the fruits of grace abound *, Let in us thy bowels found ; Faith, and love, and joy iijcreaie, Temperance and gentleoefs ; Plant in us thy humble mind, Patient, pitiful and kind : Meek and lowly let us be, Full of goodneu, full of thee. 4 Make us all in thee complete : Make us ail in glory meet ; Meet C appear before thy fight, Partners with the faints in light : Call, O call us each by nau.e ! To the marriage of the Lamb : Let ui lean upon thy breail [ Love be there our endlefs feaft! H Y M N CXCVIII. IDIOMS let us ufe the grace divine, V^ And all with one accord, In a perpetual covenant join Ourfelves to Chrift the Lord : % Give up ourfelves through J~lVo powV, His natie to glorify, And promife in this facred hour, For God to live and die. 3 The cov'nant we this moment make Be ever kept in mind : For Persons in Fellowship. 191 We will no more our God forfake, Or caft his words behind. 4 We never will throw ofThis fear, Who hears our folemn vow, And if thou art well pleas'd to hear, Come down and meet us now. 5 Thee Father, Sob, and Holy Ghoft, Let all our hsarts receceive .' Prefent with the celeftiai hoft, The peaceful anfwer give ! 6 To each the cov'n^r-ulood apply, Which takes our fins away ; And Fegifter our names on high, And keep us to that day. H Y M N CXCLX. On admitting a New Member. iT>ROTHER in Chuff, and well-belovM J3 To Jefus and his fetvahts dear, Enter, and ihew thyielf approv'd ; Enter, and find that God is here. 2 'Scaped from the world, redeem a from fin By fiends puf(V«k by men abhorr*»OD cfmy life to thee VJT My cheerful foul I raife ; Thy goorlnefs bade me be, And ilill prolongs my days ; I fee my natal hour return, And blefs the day that I was born. 2 Adod BIRTH-DAY. 2 A clod of living earth, I glorify thy name, < *•' From whom alone my birth And all my ble lungs came ; Creating and preferving grace Let all that is within-me praife. a Long as I live beneath, To thee, O ler me live ; To thee my every breath In thanks and praiies give ! "Whate'er I have, wbate'er I arm Shall magnify my Maker's name, 4 My foul and all its pow'rs, Thine, wholly thine (hall be j AH, all my happy hours Iconfecrate to thee ; Me to thine image now reftore, And I Oiall praife thee evermore. * I wait thy will to 6o 9 As Angels do in heav'n 5 In Chrift a creature new, Eternally forgiv'n j I wait thy perfect will to provre, And fanclify'd by finlefs love. 6 Then when the work is done, The work of faith with pow'r, Receive thy favoured fon In deaths triumphant hour ; Like Mofes to thyfelf convey, And kifs my raptur'd foal away. , 9 i HYMN 19^ BIRTH-DAY. HYMN CCVL WAY with our fears, A The glad morning appears, When an heir of falvation was born .' From Jehovah I came, For his glory I am, And to him I with finging return. % Thee, jefus alone, The fountaiu I own Of my life and felicity here; And cheerfully ling My Redeemer and King, Till his figns in the heav'ns appear. 3 With thanks I rejoice In thy fatherly choice Of my ftate and condition below ; It of parents I came Who honour'd thv name, 'Twas thy wifdom appointed it fo. 4 Ifingof thy grace, From my earliefl days, Ever near to allure and defend ; Hitherto thou haft been My preferver from fin, And I truft thou wilt lave to the end. 5 O the infinite cares And temptations and fnares Thy hand hath conduced me through ! O the bleffings beftow'd By a bountiful God, And the mercies eternally new ! 6 What BIRTH-DAY. I$9 6 What a mercy is this, What a heaven of blifs, How unfpeakahly happy am I ! Gather'd into the fold, With thy people enroIPd, With thy people to live and to die ! 7 O the goodnefs of God In employing a clod His tribute of glory to raife ! His ftandard to bear, And with triumph declare His unlpeakable riches of grace ! 8 O the fathomlefs love, That has deign'd to approve, And profper the work of my hands ! With my paftoral crook I went over the brook, And, behold ! I am fpread into bands I 9 Who, I afk in amaze, Hath begotten me thefe ! AmJ.enquirefrora whatquarter they come? My full heart it replies, They are born from the fkies, And give glory to God and the Lamb. 10 All honour a nd praife To the F:uher of grace, To the Spirit, and Son I return ! The bufinefs purfue He bath made me to do, And rejoice that I ever was born. ii In a rapture of joy My life : employ, The God of my life to proclaim ? 20O BACKSLIDER. 'Yis worth living for this, To adminifter blifs And falvation, in JeUis's name. 12 My remnant of days 1 fpend in his praiie, Who died the whole world to redeem Be they many or few, My days are his due, They all are devoted to him ! BACKSLIDER. HYMN CCVI. PA3.T THE FIRST. HOW happy are they Who the'Saviour obey, And have laid up their treafure abore Tongue cannot exprefs, Thelpeet comfort and peace Of a foul in its earlieft love. That comfort was mine, When the favour divine I firfl: found in the blood of the Lamb i W T hen my heart it believ'd, What a joy I receiv'd, What a heaven in Jefus's name ! 'TVas an heaven below My Saviour to know ; The angels could no nothing more Than fall at hi? feet, And the ftory repeac, And the lover of tinners adore. 4 Jefus BACKSLIDER. 2<*I 4 Jefus all the day long Was my joy and my fong ; O that all his falvation might fee ! He hath lov'd me, I cried, Hehathfuffer'd, and dfed, To redeem fuch a rebel *s me. c On the wings of his love I was carry'd above All fin and temptation, and pain 5 I could not believe That I ever mould grieve, Tkat I ever mould fuffer again. 6 I rode on the Iky, Freely juftify'd I! Nor envy'd Elijah his feat : My foul mounted higher In a chariot of fire, And the moon it was. under my feet. * Oh ? the rapturous height ' Of that holy delight, Which I felt in the life-giving blood f Of my Saviour poiTeft I was perfectly bkft, As if fill'd with the goodnefs of God* HYMN CCVII. PART THE SECOND. I A H, where am I now ! l\ When was it, or how That 1 fell from my heaven cf grace ? I am brought into thrall, I am ftript of my All, I am banifo'd from Jefus's face, z Hardy 202 BACKSLIDER. 2 Hardly yet do I know How 1 let my Lord go, So iofenfibly forcing afide : When the tempter came in With his own f'ubtle /in, And infected my fpirit with pride.' 3 But I felt it too foort, That my Saviour was gone, Swiftly vanifhing out of my fight ; My triumph and boa/1 On a ludden were loll, And my day it was turn'd into night. 4 Only pride could deftroy That innocent joy, And make my Redeemer depart ; But whate'er was the caufe, • I lament the fad lofs, For the veil is come over my heart, 5 Ah ! wretch that I am ! I can only exclaim, Like a devil tormented within : My Saviour is gone, And has loft me alone To the fury of Satan and fin. 6 Nothing now can relieve, Without comfort I grieve, I have loft all my peace and my pow'f ; No accefs do i rind To the friend of mankind ; I afk for his mercy no more. 7 Tongue cannot declare The torment I bear, (While no end of my troubles I fee) Only BACKSLIDER. 30J Only Adam could tell On the day that he fell And was turn'd out of Eden, like me, Driven out from my God, I wander abroad, Thro' a defart of forrows I rove 5 And how great is roy pain, That I cannot regain My Eden of Jefus's love ? I never (hall rife To my firft paradife, Or come my redeemer to fee i But I feel a faint hope That at laft he will ftoop, And his pity fball bring him to me, HYMN. CCVIJI. HOW lhall a loft finner in pain* Recover his forfeited peace ? When brought into bondage again, What hope ofafecond releafe ? Will mercy itfelf be (o kind To fpare fuch a rebel as me ? And O .' can I pofltbly find Such plenteous redemption in thee ! O Jefus, of thee I require, If ftill thou art able tofave, The brand to pluck out of the fire, And ranfon my foul from the grave t The help of thy Spirit reftore, And mew me the life-giving blood, And pardon a finner once more, And bring me again unto God. O Jefus 204 BACKSLIDER. 3 O JefuS in pity draw near, Come quickly to help a loft foul, To comfort a mourner appear, And make a poor Lazarus whole : The balm of thy mercy apply, (Thou feed the fore anguilh I feel) Save, Lord, or I perifh, I die, O fave, or I fink into hell ! 4 I fink, if thou longer delay Thy pardoning mercy to mew, Come quickly, and kindly difplay The pow'r of thy paflion below. By all thou haft done for my fake, One drop of thy blood I implore : Now, now let it touch me, and make The finner a finner no more. HYMN CCIX. F& the Morning i\% THERE is my God, my joy, my hope, VV The dear defire of nations where I Jeius, to thee my foul looks up, To thee di reels her morning prayer ; And fpreads her arms of faith abroad, To embrace my hope, my joy, my God f % Mine eyes prevent the morning ray, Looking, and longing for thy word : Come, O my Jefus, come awa y, And let my heart receive its Lord ; Which pants and ftroggles to be free, And breaks to be detain'd from thee. A PARENTS PRAYER. 205 3 Appear in me, bright Morning Star, And fcatter all the /hades of night ! I faw thee once, and came from f*r, But quickly lofc thy cranfient light ; And now again in darknefs pine, Till thou throughout my nature mine % 4. In patient hope I now take heed To the fure word of promis'd grace, Whoferays a feeble luiire (bed, [place; Faint, glimmering, through thedarklpme Till thou thy glorious light impart, And rife, the Day-Star in my hear:. 5 Come, Lord, be manifefted here, And all the devil's works' deftroy 5 Now without lin in me appear, And nil with everlafting joy : Thy beatific face difpiay, Thy prefence is the perfect day* A PARENT'S PRAYER. H Y M N CCX. 1 /""^ODonly wife, almighty, good, VJT Send forth thy truth and light, To point us out the narrow road, And guide our fteps aright : 2 To freer our dang'rous courfc between Thercc:ercy might flow, And he purchas'd our pardon with blood | O may the return » Of this once blefTed morn, Be for ever remember'd with joy ; Sweet accents of praife, All our voices {hall raife, Hallelujahs mail be our employ. K 2 7 Let 2C8 NATIVITY. j Let echo prolong. The harmonious fong. _ Hallelujahs again and again : He kindlesthe fire, Whom the nations defire; And to him we devote the glad drain. 8 Bieft Jefus, while we Pay our tribute to thee, Let us worfhip, admire, and adore, Accept as thy crown, What before was thy own, Hallelujahs and praiie evermore. H Y M N CCXIL t T T ARK ! the herald angels fing, S~| " Glory to the newborn king *« peace en earth* and mercy mild & «« God and Tinners reconcil'd." Joyful, all ye nations, rife, Join the triumphs of the ikies, With th' angelic hoft proclaim, «« Chrift is born in Bethlehem. •' % Chrift, bv higbeft heav'n ador'd, Chrift the everlafting Lord ; Late in time behold him come, OfFspringof a virgin'* womb : VeiPd in fleih, the Godhead ice, Hail tit" imcarnace Deity! PleasM as man with men t' appear, Jefus our Immanuel here. ^ Hail, the heav'n-born Prince of Peace, ° Hail, theSunofRighteoui'nels! Light new-year's day. aop Light and life to all he biings, Ris'n with healing in his wings ; Mild he lays his glory by, Born, rh? c man no more may die, Born to raife the fons of earth, Born to give them fecond birth. Come, defire of nations, come, Fix in us thy humble home ; Rife, the woman's conqu'ring feed, Bruil'e in us the ferpent's head : Adam's likenefs now efface, Stamp thine image in its place ; Second Adam from above, Re-fnftate us in thv love. NEW-YEAR's DAY. HYMN CCXIII. THE Lord of earth and fey, The God of ages praife, Who reigns enthron'd on high, Ancient or endleis days, Who lengthens out our trials her , And fpares us yet another year. Barren and wither'd trees, We cumber d long the ground, No fruit of holinefs. On our dead fouls was found ; Yet doth he us in mercy fpare, Another, and another year. *> 3. a When 210 3 When jufiice bar'd the iword To cut the fig-tree down, The pity of our Lord Cry-d, Let it ftill alone I The Father mild inclines his ear, And fpares us yet another year. 4. Jetus, thy fpeaking blood From God obtained the grace, Who therefore hath beftow'd On us a longer fpace ; Thou didft in our behalf appear, And lo I we fee another year ! § Then dig about our root, Break up our fallow ground. And let our gracious fruit To thy great praife abound ; O let us all thy praife declare, And fruit unto perfection bear. HYMN CCXIV. l QlSJO io the great Jehovah's praife I |*3 All praife to him belongs, Who kindly lengthens out our days, Demands our choicelt fongs : Whole providence has, brought us through Another, various year, We* all with vows, and anthems new Before our God appear. $ Father, thy mercies pa ft: we cwn, Thy ftill continue! c^re, To thee preienting, thro' thy Son, "Wbatew we have, or are - s GOOD-FRIDAY 2U Our lips and lives fhall gladly fhew The wonders of thy love, While on in Jefu's fteps we go To feek thy face above. Our refidue of days or hours, Thine, wholly thine (ball be, And all our confecrated powers, A facrifice to Thee : Till Jcfus in the clouds appear To faints on earth forgiven, And bring the grand fahbatic year. The jubilee of heaven. GOOD FRIDAY. HYMN CCXV. i f\ LAS ! and did my Saviour bleed $ x\ And did my Sov'reign die i Wou'd he devote that facred head;, For fuch a worm as 1 ? 2 Was it/or .crimes that 1 had done He groan'd upon the tree ? Amazing pity I grace unknown ! And love beyond degree ! 3 Well might the fun in darknefs hide. And (hut his glories in ; When Chrift the mighty Maker dy'd, For man the creature's fin ! 4 Thus 2,12 A PRAYER TOR FAITH. 4 Thus might I hide my blufliing face, While his dear crots appears ; Dillblve my heart in thankfulnefs, And melt mine eyes to tears. 5 But dxpps of grief can ne'er repay The debt of love I owe ; Here, Lord, I give myfelf away, 'Tisall that I can do. HYMN CCXVI. A Prayer for Faith, i TJVATHER, I ftretcb my hands to thee, jj No other help I know : lr thou withdraw thy (elf from me, Ah .' whither (hall I go ? 2 What did thy only Son endure Before I drew my breath \ What pain, what labour, to fecure My foul from endlefs death ? 3 O Jefu, could I this believe, I now mould feel my pow'r: Now my poor foul thou wouldft retrieve, Nor let mi wait one hour. 4 Author of faith, to thee I lift. My weary, longing eyes ; O let me now receive that gift ; My foul without it dies. c Surely thou canft not let me die ! O (peak, and I (hall live! And here I will unwearied lie* Till thou thy fnirk give. 1 6 The PRAISE. 21* The worfi of finners would rejoice, Could they but fee thy face ; Olet me hear thy quickning voice, And tatte thy pard'ning grace. A HYMN CCXVII. Sincere praije. LMIGHTY Maker God, How glorious is thy name, Thy wonders how diffas'd abroad, Throughout creation's frame ? 2 In native white and red The rofe and lily ftand, And free from pride their beauties fpread^ To mew thy fkilful hand. 3 The lark mounts up the iky, With unambitious fong, And bears her maker's praife on high Upon her artlefs tongue. 4 Fain would I rife and ling To my Creator too ; Fain would my heart adore my King, And give him praifes due. 5 But pride, that bufy fin, Spoils all that I perform, Curs'd pride that creeps fecurely in, And fweils a haughty worm. 6 Thy glories \ abate, Or praife thee with defign, Part of thy favours I forget. Or think the merit mine. *7 Create 214 PHAISE. 7 Create my foul anew, Elfe all my worfluip's vain ; This wretched heart will ne'er prove true Till it be form'd again. 8 Defcend, celeftial fiie, And feize me from above ! Wrap me in flames of pure defire, And facrjfice to love. $ Let joy and worfhip fpend The remnant of my days, And to my God my foul afcend In fweet perfumes of praife. HYMN CCXVIII. 1 \TE heavens rejoice in Jefus's grace, X Let earth make a noife and echo his praife f Our ail loving Saviour hath pacified God, And paid for hisfavour the price of his blood. 2 Ye mountains and vales in praifes abound, Ye hills and ye dales continue the found, Breakforth into fingingyetreesof the wood, For Jefus's bringing loft finners to God. 5 Atonement he made for every one, The debt he hath paid.the workhehath done, Shout ali the creation, below and above Afcribing Salvation to Jefus's love. 4 His mercy hath brought falvation to all, Who take it unbought he frees them from thrall ; Throughout the believer hisglory difplays, And perfects for ever the velfels of grace. Inconjiancy, PRAISE. 215 HYMN CCXIX. Inconjlancy* 1 *] ' ORD Jefu, when, when mall h be, 1 j That I no more fhall break with thee I When will this war of paflions ceafe, And my free foul enjoy thy peace ? 2 Here I repent, and fin again ; Now I revive, and now am flain 1 Slain with the fame unhappy dart, Which, oh f too often wounds my hearf, 3 O Saviour, when,, when (hall I be A gaiden feal'd to all but thee ? No more expos'd, no more undone ; But live and grow to thee alone.' 4. Guide thou, O Lord, guide thou -my coujfe, And draw me on with thy fweet force j Still make me walk, ft ill make me tend.. By thee my way, to thee my end, HYMN CCXX, A Morning Hymn* 1 "\T7E lift our hearts to thee, VV O Day-Star from on high The fun itfelf is but thy made, Yet cheers both earth and iky. 2 O let thy orient beams The night of fin difperfe J ' The mifts of error, and of vice^ . Which made the univerfe I * How 2\S PRAISE. 3 How beauteous nature now I How dark and fad before ! With joy we view the pleafing change, And nature's God adore. 4 O may no gloomy crime Pollute the riling day : Or jefu's blood, like evening dtw. Warn all the Trains away. 5 May we this life improve, To mourn for errors paft, And live this fhort revolving day. As if it were oar laft. 6 To God the Father, Son, And Spirit one and three, Be glory, as it was, is now, And ihall for ever be. HYMN CCXXI. An Evening Hjmn t 1 /\ I.L praife to him who dwells in blifs, J^\ Who made both day and night ; Whofe throne is darknels in th' abjfs Of uncreated light, 2 Each thought and deed his piercing eyes With ftndteft fearch furvev : The deepeft ihades no more diiguife Than the full blaze or day. 4 Whom thou doll guard, O King of Kings, No evil fhall mo left : Under the thadow of thy wings j Shall they fecurely reft. SACkAMEKTAL. 217 4 Thv angels {hall around their beds Their conftant ftations keep : Thy faith and truth (hall mield their heads, For thou doft never fleep. May we with calm and fweet repofe* And heavenly thoughts refrefrVdi Our eye-lids with the morn's ur>elofe> And blefs thee, ever blefsM ! SACRAMENTAL, HYMN CCXXIL t TN that fad memorable night X When Jefus was for us betray'd, He left his death-recording rite, He took, and bleiVd and brake the bread, And gave his own their laft bequeft, And thus his love's intent expreit. : 2 Take, eat, this is my body giv'u, To purchafe life and peace for you. Pardon and holinefs and heaven ; Do this, my dying love to (hew> Accept your precious legacy, And thus, my friends, remember me. 3 He took into his hands the cup, To crown the facramental feafr, And full of kind concern look'd up, And gave what he to them had b-'ed, And drink ye all of this, he laid, In foiemn memory of the dead. £> 4 This 2l8 SACRAMENTAL. 4 This is ray "blood which feals the new Eternal covenant of my grace, My blood fo freely (bed for you, For you and all the finful race, My blood that fpeaks your fins forgivei, And juftincs your claim to heaven. HYMN CCXXIII. i T ET all who truly bear 1 j The bleeding Saviour's name, Their faithful hearts with us prepare, And eat the palchal ia.ub, Our paflbver was (lain At Salem's hallowed place, Yet we who in our tents remain, thail gain his largeft grace. 2 This euchariftic feaft Our every want fupplies, Arid ftill we by his death a»c bled, And fiiarehis facrifice. By faith his flelh we eat, Who here his pailion the*, And God out ofhisholy feat Shall all his gifts beflow. ^ V\ r ho thus our faith employ His f»iii'erings to record, Ev'n now we mournfully enjoy Communion with our Lord, As tho* we every one Benearh his crofa had flood, And teen him heave, and heard him groan And felt his gulbing blood. 4 O God SACRAMENTAL, %\g . O God ! 'tis finiftied now I The mortal pang is part I By faith his head we fee him bow, And hear him breathe his lad ! We too with him are dead, And (hall with him arife, The crofs on which he bows his head? Shall lift us to the Ikies. HYMN CCXXIV. i "DOCK oflfrael, cleft for me, JLV For us, for all mankind, bee, thy feebleft followers fee, *'_ Who call thy death to mind : Sion is the very land ; Us beneath thy (hade receive, Grant us in the cleft to (land, And by thy dying live. In this howling wildernefs, On Calvary's fteep top, Made a curie our fouls to blefs Thou once was lifted up ; Stricken there by Mofes' rod, Wounded with a deadly blow ; Gufhing dreams of life o'erflovv**! The thirfty world below. Rivers of falvation (till Along the oefart roll, Rivers to refrelh and heal The faincing finking foul . L z Still 220 SACRAMENTAL. Still the fountain of thy blood, Stands for finners open wide, Now, e'en now, my Lord, and God, I waih me in thy fide. 4 Now, e'en now, we all plunge in, And drink the purple wave, This the antidote of fin, 'Tis this our fouls (hall fave : With the life of Jefus fed, Lo ! from ftrength to ftrength we nf Follow'd by our Rock, and led, To meet him in the Ikies. HYMN CCXXV. , /\ UTHOR of our Salvation, thee jf*\ With lowly thankful hearts we prai Author of this great my fiery, Figure and means of faving grace, 2 The facred true effectual fign Thy body and thy blood it fhews, The glorious inftrument divine Thy mercy and thy ftrength beftow We fee the blood that feals our peace, Thy pard'ning mercy we receive : The bread doth vifibly exprefs The ftrength thro' which ourfpiritsl 4 Our fpirits drink a frefh fupply, And eat the bread fo freely given, Till borne on eagles* wings we fly, And banquet with our Lord in hea HI SACRAMENTAL. 221 HYMN CCXXVI. OThou, who this myfterious bread Didft in Emmaus break, Return herewith our fouls to feed And to thy followers fpeak. i Unfeal the volume of thy grace, Apply the gofpel-word, Open our eyes to fee thy face, Our hearts to know the Lord. 3 Of thee we commune dill, and mourn Till thou the veil remove, - Talk with us, and our hearts (hall burn With flames of fervent love. [ Inkhdle now the heavenly zeal, And make thy mercy known, And give our pard'ning fouls to feet That God and love are one. HYMN CCXXVII. JESU, at whofe fupreme command, We thus approach to God, before us in thy vefture (land, Thy vefture dipt in blood. 2 Obedient to thy gjacious word, We break the hallowed bread, Commemorate our dying Lord, And trull on thee to feed, 3 Now Saviour now thyfelf reveal, And make thy nature known, L 3 Affix 222 SACRAMENTAL. Affix the facramental feal, And ftan p us for thine own. 4 The tokens of thy dying love, O let us all receive, And feel the quick'ning Spirit move, Andfenfibly believe. 5 The cup of blefling bleft by thee, Let it thy blood impart : The bread thy myftic body be, And cheer each languid heart. 6 The grace wiilch fare falvation brings, Let U2 herewith receive ; Satiate the hungry with good things, The hidden manna give. H Y M N CCXXVI1I. 5 TT 7HO is this that comes from far, VV Clad in garments dipt in blood ? Strong triumphant traveller, Is he man, or, is he God ? 2 I that fpeak in righteoufnefs, Son of God and man I am, Mighty to redeem your race » Jeius "3 you- Saviour*s nitnei 3 Wherefore are thy ga#hents red, Dyed as 'U a crimfon fea ? They that » n ^ e vHhe-vat tread, Are not 'lain'd fo much as thee, 4 l SACRAMENTAL. 227 4 I the Father's fav'rite Son, Have the dreadful wine-prefs trod, Borne the vengeful wrath atone, All the nercett wrath of God. HYMN CCXXIX, i YESU, dear, redeeming Lord, J Magnify thy dying word, In thine ordinance appear, Come and meet thy followers here. 2 In the rite thou haft enjoin'd, Let us now our Saviour find, Drink thy blood for finners fhed, Tafte thee in the broken bread. 3 Thou our faithful hearts prepare, Thou thy pard'ning grace declare, Thou that ha'ft for finners died, Shew thyfelf the crucified ! 4 All the power of fin remove, Fill us with thy perfeft love, Stamp us with the (lamp divine Seal our fouls for ever thine. HYMN CCXXX. 1 YESU, we thus obey J Thy laft and kindeft word, Here in thine own appointed way We come to meet our Lord. 2 The way thou haft enjoin'd Thou wiit therein appear j L 4 We 224 SACRAMENTAL. We come with confidence to find Thy fpecial prefence here. 3 Wliate'erth' Almighty can To pardon'd finners give, The fulnefs of our God made man We here with Chrift receive. f I N I & INDEX. FAGS AND am I born to die 13 And am I only born to die 15 Ah ! whither fhould 1 go 52 Ail glory to God in the Iky 61 A charge to keep I have 7° And cai} I yet delay 9* All ye that pafs by 113 Arife my foul, arif'e . 127 And muft this body die 131 Away, my unbelieving fear 164 And let this feeble body fail 171 Ah lovely appearance of death 174 All glory to the dying Lamb 197 Away with our fears 203 Ab, where am I now 203 All hail ! happy day 20S Alas ! and did my Saviour bleed 213 Almighty Maker God 215 ^Vll praife to him who dwells in blifs 2 1 8 Author of our Salvation, thee 223 E Behold the faviour of mankind 10 Blow ye the trumpet, blow iS Be it my only wifdom here 7° Behold the ftrvant of the Lord ^4 Being of Beir-g?, God of jove 94 Before Jehovah's awful throne 148 But above all, lay hold »t>7 Brother in Chriil, and well-beloVd 1 53 Bteft be the dear, uniting love 195 L, 5 Come INDEX. C PACE Come, yc tinners, poor and nceay 6 Come, finners, to the gofpe! feall 7 Come, hoi)' celeftial Dove 34 Come, Lord and help me to rejoice 46 Come, let us anew c<- Come, Father, Son, and Holy Ghoft 62 Come, Saviour, Jefu, from above 64 Come, Lord, from above oq Come, thou Almighty King n5 Come, thou fount of ev'ry BJeffiug 99 Come, ye that iove the Lord ° 125 Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove 135 Children of the heavenly King 14 2 Come, let us join our cheerful longs 150 Commit thou all thy griefs l eg Come on, my partners in uiilrefs i->o Come away to [he ikies , y Come, let us anew 1 g 2 Come, let us afcend i§. Come, and let us fweet/y join ^o Come, thou high and lofty Lo.d ,q, Come let us ul'e the ^race divine b Drooping foul, fljakeoiFthv fears ♦ E * liver fainting with denre F Father of lights, from whom proceeds Father of Jefus Chrift the juft For ever here my reft /hall be \\ Father, Son, and Holy Ghoft #<. Father, our hearts we lift Father, how wide thy glories fhine .S3 90 9< J92 40 tot 22 31 7 6 ss 140 Frcni 1ND£X. F r AG K From all that dwell below the ftigfl i c q Father of our dyifrg Lord 187 Father, I ftreich my hands to thee %i^ G God of my falvation, hear f e God of all grace and majefty 47 God of almighty Jove -i God of all redeeming grace fc 2 Grear God, indulge my humble claim 88 Glory be to God on high \r{ G' e to the winds thy fears !^o God of my life, whole gracious powV 160 Go4 moves in a myfcerious wav i£. Go i of T.y life, to thee t o^ Cod onh wife, a-miehty. good !n . H He co;nes! he comes ! the judge fevere I7 Happy foul, that tree from harms Sing to the great Jehovah's praife 21a T Thee we adore, eternal name 1 1 Thou ju4ge of quick and dead i6 Terrible thought ! iball I alone 20 Thou God of glorious rrajeity 21 To the haven of thy breaft 37 Thee will i love, ray ilrength my towT 59 The praying tpirir. breathe £5 The thing ray God doth hate 72 Thou hidden love of God, whofe height 74. Thou fhepherd of Ifrael and mine - 92 Thou great mytlcrious God unknown 1 10 Thy ceafelefs unexhausted love 12 8 The fpacious firmament on high 1 ^5 The voice of my beloved founus 1-* The Lord of Sabbath let us praife i'^$ The God of Abraham praife !^, This, this is the Godue/idore \^c 'i ho' troubles alfail and dangers affright 161 The Loid my paflure Hall prepare i(3j *Tis finilh'd 'tis done 177 Try INDEX. PAG E Try ns, O God, and fearch the ground 185 Thou God of truth and love 186 The Lord of earth and fky 2n V Vain, deluflve, world, adieu 137 W When riling from the bed of death 12 With glorious clouds encompifr. round 26 Weary of wand'ring from my God 30 Why ihculd the children of a King 41 What now is my object and aim 104 When gracious Lord, wl.en (hail it be 115 Whom manforfakes thou wilt not leave ibid With joy we meditate the gr^ce 138 When all the mercies of my God 155 Where is my God, my joy, my hope 206 We lift our hearts to thee 217 Who is it that comes from far 2*4. Ye happy finners hear y$ Ye heavens rejoice in Jsfu's grace 216 A PCCK- A Pocket HYMN BOOK, PART II. EXHORTING AND BESEECHING TO RETURN TO GOD. HYMN L \Taliis* vf^\ All that pafa by, to Jefus draw near, \J He utters a cry : ye finners give ear ! From hell to retrieve you he fpreads out his hands ; ^ow, now to receive you he gracioufly (lands. % If any man third, and happy would be, The vifeft and word may come unto me ? May drink of myfpirit, (excepted is none,). Lay claim to my merit, and take for his ownj 3 Whoever receives the life-giving word, In Jefus believes, his God and his Lord, In him a pure liver of life (hall arife, Shall in the belief fpring up to the fkies, My God, and my Lord ! thy call I obey My foul on thy word of promife I (lay : Thy kind invitation I gladly embrace ; A third for falvation, falvation by grace. 5 O batten the hour ! fend down from above Thefprit of power, of health, and of love ; ' r O 234 BESEECHING, &C. Of filial fear, of knowledge and grace* Ofwifdom,ofprayer,ofjoy,andofpraife; 6 The fpirit of faith, of faith in thy blood, Which faves us from wrath, and brings us to God ; 6 Removes the huge mountain of indwelling fin, And opens a fountain, that walhes us clean. HYMN II. [Tallis. 1 npHY faithfulnefs, Lord, each mo- X ment we find, So true to thy word, fo loving and kind ! Thy mercy fo tender to all the loft race ; Thefouleft offender raay:urn,and find grace. 2 The mercy I feel, to others I ftiew : I fet to my feal that Jefus is true : Ye all ma y find favour, who come at his call ; . O come to my Saviour : his grace is for all. 3 To fave what was loft from heaven he came : Come finners and truft in Jefus's name.' Ke offers you pardon, he bids you be free I If fin be your burden, O come unto me ! 4 O let me commend my Saviour to you : The publican's friend and advocate too : For you he is pleading his merits and death, With God interceding for finners bcnea,th. 4 Then let us fubmit his grace to receive ; Fall down at his feet, and gladly believe ; We all are forgiven for Jefus's fake : Our title to heaven his merits we take* Drfcribing PLEASANTNESS OF RELIGION. 1$$ Deferring the Pleafantnefs cf Religion. HYMN III. [Tnumpb. 1 73 EJOICEevermore,witb angels above, Xy i" Jefus's power, in Jefus's love, Vvithgladexultarionyour triumph proclaim, Afcribing falvation to God and the Lamb. 2 Thou, Lord, our relief in trouble haft been » Haftfav'd us from grief, haft iav'd us from fin: The power of thy fpirit hath fet our hearts free .- And now we inherit all fulnefs in thee. 3 All fulnefs of peace, all fulnefs of joy, And fpiritual blifs, that never mail cloy ; To us it is given in Jefus to know A kingdom of heaven, a heaven below. 4 No longer we join, while finners invite, Nor envy the ivvine their brutiili delight : Their joy is all fadnefs, their mirth is all vain, Their laughter is madnef?, their pleafure is rain I rhl they at laft with forrow return '. aiures to tafte, for which they were bcrn ; Our Jefus receiving, our happinefs prove, The joy of believing, the heaven of love. HYMN IV. {Dedicate 1 "IT 7E ARY fouls, that wander wide VV From the central point of blifs, Turn to Jefus crucified, Fly tothofe dear wounds of his 5 236 DESCRIBING JUDGMENT. Sink into the purple flood ; Rife into the life of God ! 2 Find in Chrift the way of peace, Peace unfpeakable, unknown j By his pain he gives you eafe, Life by his expiring groan 5 Rife exalted by his fall, Find in Chrift your all in all. 3 O believe the record true, God to you his fon hath given ! Ye may now be happy too 5 Find on earth the life of heaven j Live the life of heaven above, All the life of glorious love. 4 This the univerfal blifs, Blifs for every foul defign'J : God's original promife this, God's great gift to all mankind : Blelt in Chrift this moment be ! Bleft to all eternity ! HYMN V. [Kingfivood. Defcribing of 'Judgment. I OTAND the omnipotent decree ! J5 Jehovah's will be done ! Nature's end we wait to fee, And hear her final groan : Let this earth diflblve, and bleed In death, the, wicked and the juft : Let thofe pond'rous orbs defcend, And grind us into dull. Z Refts fecure the righteous man I At his redeemer's beck Sure to emerge, and rife again. And mount above the wreck. DESCRIBING HEAVEN. 2^J Lo ! the heavenly fpirit towers, Like flames, o'er nature's funeral pyre, Triumphs in immortal powers, And claps his wings o f fire ! 3 Nothing hath the jufl: of lofe By worlds on worlds defiroy'd, Far beneath his feet he views With fmiles the flaming void ; Sees this univerfe renewM, The grand millennial year begun ; Shouts with all the fons of God, Around th' eternal throne ! 4. Retting in this glorious hope To be at laft reftor'd, Yield we now our bodies up To earthquake, plague or fword, Lift'ning for the call divine, The lateft trumpet of the (even ; Soon our foul and duft (hall join, And both fly up to heaven. HYMN VI. [Funeral* Defcribing of Heaven, iT Long to behold him arrayed j[ Wit!? glory and light from above, The King in his beauty difplayed, His beauty of holieir. love : 1 languid) and f.gh to be there, Where Jefas hath fixed his abode : O when (hall we meet in the air, And fly to the mountain of God. 2 With him I on Sion fball ftand, (For Jvfus hath fpoken the word,}' 538 PRAYING FOR A BLESSING. The breadth oflmmanuePs land ^ Survey by the light of my Lord : But, when on thy bofom reclin'd, Thy face I am ftrengthen'd to fee, My fulnefs of rapture f find, My heaven of heavens in thee. 3 How happy the people, that dwell Secure in the city above I No pain the inhabitants feel, No ficknefs or forrow (hall "prove : Phyfician of fouls, unto me Forgivenefs and holinefs give ; And then from the body {et free, And then to the city receive HYMN VII. [BexUj. Praying fir a BleJJing. 1 nP H0U S . on of God, whofe flaming eyes X. Our inmofi thoughts perceive, Accept the evening facrifice, Which now to thee we give. 2 We bow before thy gracious throne, And think ourfelves fincere : But fliew us, Lord, is every one Thy real worfhipper ? 3 Is here a foul, that knows thee not, Nor feels his want of thee ? A Granger to the blood, which bought His pardon on the tree ? 4 Convince him now of unbelief, His defperate fhte explain :' , And fill his heart with ike red grief. And penitential pain. PRAYING FOR A BLESSING. 139 5 Speak with that vofce,which wakes the dead, And bid the fleeper rife, And bid his guilty confcience dread The death that never dies, 6 Extort the cry, what muft be done To fave a wretch like me ? How fhall a trembling finner fhun That endlefs mifery ? 7 I muft this inftant now begin Out of my fleep to wake : And turn to'God, and every fin Continually forfake. 8 I muft for faith incefTanf. cry, And wreftle, Lord, with thee : I muft be born again, or die To all eternity. HYMN VIII. yidrkb. 1 /^(OiME, O thou all-victorious Lord ; \ji Thy power to us make known : Strike with the hammer of thy word And break thefe hearts of ftone. 2 O that we all might now begin Our foolifhnets to mourn ; And turn at once from every fin, And to my Saviour turn. * 3 Give us ourfelves and thee to know In this our gracious day ; Repentance uoto life beftow, And take our fins away. 4 Conclude us nrftin unbelief, And freely then releafe ; ?40 DESCRIBING FORMAL RELIGlotf. Fill every foul with facred grief, And then with facred peace. 5 Impoverish, Lord, and then relieve* And then enrich the poor ; The knowledge of our ficknefs give, The knowledge of our cure. 6 That blefTed fenfe of guilt impart, And then remove the load ; Trouble, and warn the troubled heart In the attoning blood. j Out defperate (late through fin declare, And (peak our fins forgiven : By perfect holinefs prepare, And take us up to heaven. HYMN IX. [Wen-vo. Defcribing formal Religion, 1 T ONG have I feem'd to ferve the Lord, 1 j With unavailing pain : Failed, and pray'd and read thy word, And heard it preach*d in vain. 2 Oft did I with the aiTemhly join* And near thy altar drew, A form of godlinefs was mine, The pow'r I never knew. 3 I refted in the outward law, Nor knew its deep defign 5 The length and bieadth I never faw, And height of love divine. 4 To pleafe thee thus, at length I fee, Vainly I hop'd and drove : For what are outward things to thee, Unlefs they fpring from love ? FOR MOURNERS, &C. 241 5 I fee the perfecl law requires Truth in the inward part3 5 Our full confent, our whole defires, Our undivided hearts. 6 But I of means have made my boaft, Of means an idol made I The fpirit in the letter loft, The fubftance in the made .' 7 Where am I now or what my hope ? What can my weaknefs do ? jefu, to thee, my foul looks up : 'Tis thou muft make it new. HYMN X, [Uexley. For Mourners convinced of Sin, 1 y"">OQ is in this and everyplace ; VjT But O how dark and void To me .' 'tis one great wiidernefs, This earth without my God. 2 Empty of him who all things fills, Till he his iigbt impart ! Till he his glorious felf reveal?, The veil is on my heart ! 3 O thou who feefi- and know'ft my grief! Thyfelf unfeen, unknown, Pity my helplefs unbelief, And take away the ftone. 4 Feg^.rd me with a gracious eve, The long iougiu bleiling give ; And bid me, at the point to die, Behold thy face and live, M 5 A darker 242 FOR MOURNERS, &C. 5 A darker foul did never yet Thy promis'd help implore : O that 1 now my Lord might meet, And never lofe him more ! 6 No w > Jeius, now the father's love Shed in my heart abroad ; The middle wall of fin remove, And let me into God \ HYMN XI. [Fetter-Lane. For Mourners brought to the Birth. i ^T~ N HOU hidden God for whom I groan, J Till thou thylelt declare ; Cod inacceffable unknown, Regard a Tinner's pray'r. Z A firmer welt'ringin his blood, Unpurg'd, and unforgiv'n ; Far diftant from the livingGod, As far as heli from heav'n. 3 An unregen'rate child of man, To thee for faith I call : Pity thy fallen creature's pain, And raife me from my fall ! 4 The Darbiefs, which through thee I fee'. Thou only canft remove; Thy own eternal powV reveal, The Deity of Love I 5 Thou haft in unbelief (hut ud, That grace may let me go; In hope believing agitinft hope, I wait the truth to know. 6 Thou wilt in me reveal thy name. Thou wilt thy light afford : CONVINCED OF BACKSL1DINO. 243 Bound and oppreft, yet thine I am, The prisoner of the Lord. 7 I would not to thy foe fubmit ; I hate the tyrant's chain . Send forth thy pris'ner from the pit, Nor lee me cry in vain ! 8 Shew me the blood that bought my peace The cov'nant blood apply f And all my griefs at once ihall ceafe, And all my fins mail die. 9 Now, Lord, if thou art power, defcend The mountain fin remove ; My unbelief and troubles end, If thou art Truth and Love! 10 Speak, Jefu, fpeak into my heart, What thou for me haft done ! One grain of living faith impart, And God is all my own ! HYMN XII. [Pudfey, Convinced of Backfiiding. 1 ' I ^HOU Man of griefs, remember me, JL Who never canft thyfelf forget ! Thy laft, myfterious agony, Thy fainting pangs, and bloody fwe%t I 2 When wreftling in the ftrength of prav'r, Thy fpirit funk beneath its load ; Thy feebled flefh abhorr'd to hear The wrath of an almighty God. 3 Father, if I may call thee fo, Regard my fearful heart's defire ! M 2 Remove *41 FOR MOURNERS RECOVERED, Remove this load of guilty woe, Nor let roe in my fins expire ! 4 I tremble, left the wrath divine. Which bruifes now my wretched foul, Should bruife this wretched foul of mine, Long as eternal ages roll. £ To thee my lafl dillrefs I bring r The heighten'd fear of death I find j The tyrant, brandifhing his fling, Appears, and hell is clofe behind. . 6 I deprecate that death alone, That endlefs baniibment from thee : O fave, and give me to thy Son, Who trembPd, wept, and bled for me. H Y M N XIII. [Dedication: Fsr Mourners recovered. i TESU, Shepherd of the flieep, J Pity my unfettl'd foul ! Guide, and nourifh me, and keep, Till thy love (hall make me wholes Give me, perfect foundnefs give. Make me ftedfaftly believe. 2 I am never at one flay Changing ev'ry hour I am : But thou art, as yefterdav, Now an4 evermore the fame ; Conflancv to me impart, Stabliih with thy grace my heart, j Lav thy weighty crofs on me, All my unbelief control : Till the rebel ceafe to be, Keep him down within my foul ; for Believers rejoicing. 245 That he never more may move, Hoot and ground me faft in lcve. 4 Give me faith to hold me up, Walking over life's rough fea % Holy, purifying hope Still my foul's fure anchor be ; That I may be always thine, Perfect me in love divine. HYMN XIV. [Hamilton* For Believers RejoiJng. 1 /"\FT I in my heart havefaid, \J Who (hall afcend on high, Mount to Chrift my glorious head, And bring him from the fky ? Borne on contemplation's wing, Surely I (tall find him there, Where the angels praife their King, And gain the morning-liar. 2 Oft I in my heart have hid, Who to the deep mall fteop, Sink with Chrift among the dead From thence to bring him up ? Couid I but my heart prepare By unfcign'd humiiity, Chrift would quickly enter there, And ever dwell wirh me. 5 But the righteoufnefs of faith Hath taught me better things : " Inward turn thine eyes," (it faith, While Chiift to me it brings) M 3 " Chrift 24<> EELIEVERS FIGHTING, &C. «< Chrid is ready to impart " Life to all, for life who figh ; " In thy mouth and in thy heart «« The word is ever nigh $ H Y M N XV. [Ohey. For Relievers Fighting. i /*^V May thy powerful word \J Inipire a feeble worm To rufh into thy kingdom, Lord, And take it as by itorm ! may we all improve The grace already given To feize the crown of per feci love, And fcale the mount of heaven ! H Y M N XVI. [Sheffield. For Believers Praying. I /~\ Wond'rous power of faithful prayer ! \JT What tongue can tell th* almighty grace ? God's hands or bound or open are, As Mofes or Elijah prays j I et Mofes in theipirit groan. And God cries out I •« Let me alone !** % ** Let me alone, that all my wrath " May rife the wicked to confutne, « While juftice hears thy praying faith, *' It cannot leal the fin new doom ; ** My Son is in my femnt's prayer, «< And Jeius forces me to fpare." 3 O bleiTed word of Gofpel-grace, Which now we for ourllrael plead I A faithleis and backfliding race, Whom thou haft out of Egypt freed ^ JL BELIEVERS WATCHING- 24? O do not then in wrach chaftife. Nor let thy whole difpleafure rife ! 4 Father, we alk in Jcfus's name: Jn Jefus's power and fpirit pray ! Divert thy vengeful thunder's aim / O turn thy threading wrath away J Our guilt and punifhment remove, And magnify thy pardoning love .' 5 Father, regard thy pleading Son, Accept his ail availing piayer, And fend a peaceful anfwer clown In honour of our Spokefman there/ VVhofe blood proclaims our (Ins forgiven, And fpeaks th rebels up to heaven, HYMN XVII. \_lfungtcn.. For believers Watching, 1 TQIERCE, fill me with an humble km ; JL My utter hefplefnefs reveal : batan and fin are always near, Thee may I always nearer feel. 2 Oh! that to thee my conftant mind Might with an even flame afpirc s Pride in its earliefr. motions find, And mark the rifings of defire. 3 Oh .' that my tender foul might flv, The firfl abhorred approach of ill } Quick as the apple of an e) e The flighted: touch of fin to feel ! 4 Till thou anew my foul create, Still may I drive, and watch, and pray, Humbly and confidently wait, - 4nd long to fee the perfrft day. 350 BELIEVERS SUFFERING. Credence to his word I give, My Saviour, in di (Irenes paft, Will not now his iervant leave, But bring me through at laftw 2 Better that my boding fears To me thou oft haft prov'd ; Oft obferv'd my filent tears, And challeng'd my belov'd : Mercy to my refcue flew, And death ungrafp'd his fainting prey ; Pain before thy face withdrew, And forrow fled away. 3 Now as yefterday the fame, In all my troubles nigh, Jefus on thy word and name I ftedfaftly rely, Sure as now the grief I feel The promis'd joy I foon (hall have : Sav'd again to finners tell Thy power and will to fave. 4 To thy blefled will refign'd And ftaid on that alone I thy perfect ftrength mall find Thy faithful mercies own : Compafs'd round with fongs of praife, My ail to my Redeemer give ; Spread thy miracles of grace, And for thy glory live. HYMN XXI. [Welling. i 'HT^HOU Lamb of God, thou Prince X of Peace, For thee my thirfty foul doth pine' My longing heart implores thy grace : O make me in thy likenefs fhine ! BELIEVERS SUFFERING. 251 2 With ftaudlefs, even, humble mind, Thy will in all things may I fee ! In love be ev'ry wifh refign'd, And hallow'd my whole heart to thee. 3 When pain o'er my weak fle/h prevails, With lamb-like patience arm my breaft j When grief my wounded foul affails, In lowly meeknefs may I reft. 4 Clofe by thy fide ftill may I keep, Howe'er life's various currents flow ; With ftedfaft eye mark ev'ry ftep, And follow thee where'er thou go, 5 Thou, Lord, the dreadful fight haft won; Alone thou haft the wine-prefs trod : In me thy ftrength'ning grace be ftown, O may I conquer through thy blood t 6 So when on Sion thou (halt ftand, And all heaven's hoft adore their king, Shall I be found at thy right hand, And free from pain thy glories fing. HYMN XXII. [Mkne. 1 Y^V r ^ e wear 7 wanderer's reft, J Give me thy eafy yoke to bear, With ftedfaft patience arm my breaft, With fpotlels love, and lowly fear. 1 Thankful I take the cup from thee, Prepared and mingled bv thy lkill, Though bitter to the tafte it be, Powerful the wounded foul to heal. 3 Be thou. O Rock of Ages, nigh! bo fhali each murmuring thought be gone; And 252 BELIEVERS GROANING, &C. And grief, and fear, and care mall fly As clouds before the mid-day fun. 4 Speak to my warring paflions, " peace :" Say to my trembling heart, " Be ftill :'• Thy power my ftrengthand fortrefs is, For all things ferve thy fovereign will. 5 O death! where is thy fting ? where now Thy boafted victory, O grave ? Who mall contend with God ? or who Can hurt whom God delights to fave ? HYMN XXIII. [Athlon,. For Believers groaning for full Redemption, 1 f~\ God moft mercifui and true \J Thy nature to my foul impart : 'btablifh with me the covenant new, And write perfection on my heart. 2 To real holinefs reftored, let me gain my Saviour's mind j And in the knowledge of my Lord Fulnefs of life eternal fmd. 3 Remember, Lord, my fins no more, That them I may no more forget; But, funk in guiltlefs (hame, adore With fpeeclilefs wonder at thy feet. 4 CTerwheltnM with thy ftupendous grace, 1 (hall not in thy prefence move i Eut breathe unutterable praife, And rapturous awe, and filent love. 5 Then every murmuring thought and vain Expires in fweet confufion loft : i cannot of my crofs complain, I cannot of my goorfncft boaft. BELIEVERS BROUGHT TO THE BIRTH- 2$$ 6 Pardon'd for all that f have done My mouth as in the duft I hide, • And glory give to God alone, My Gad &r ever pacified f HYMN XXIV. [Invitation. For Believers brought to the birth. 1 O G ° d ' t0 whom ' n fle ^ reveal'd -rur T The u hel P lefs aIi ^r fuccour came : i he ficfc to be rehev'd and heal'd, And found falvation in thy name: Z With publicans and harlots I, In thefe thy fpirit'sgofpel-days, To thee the finner's friend, draw nigh. And humbly fue for faving grace. 3 Thoufee^rnehdplefs and diftreft. Feeble and faint, and blind, and poor • VV eary , I come to thee for reft, And fick of -fin, implore a cure. 4 My fin's incurable difeafe, Thou, Jefus, thou alone canft heaj - Inipire me with thy pow'r and peace, ' And pardon on my confidence feaL 5 A touch/a word, a look from thee' Can turn my heart and make it clean s I urge the foul, inbred leprofy, And five me from my brfom-fin; 6 Lord, if thou wilt, I do believe," i hou canft the faving grace imoart : i hou canft this inftant now forgive, And ftamp thine image on my heart. 7 My heart, which now to thee I raife, A know thou canft this moment cleanie s K Ike 2$4 BELIEVERS BROUGHT TO THE BIRTH* The deepeft ftains of fin efface, And drive the evil fpirit hence. 8 Be it according to thy word ! Accomplish now thy work in me r And let my foul to health reftor'd, Devote its little all to thee ! HYMN XXV. ■{WMngl i T ESU, thy far extended fame J? My drooping foul exults to hear : Thy name, thy all reftoring name, Is mufic in a finner's ear. 2 Sinners of old thou didft receive, With comfortable words and kind ; Their forrow? cheer, their wants relieve. Heal the difeas'd and cure the blind. 3 And art thou not the Saviour ftill, in ev'ry place and age the fame ? Haft thou forgot thy -gracious flcill, Or loft the virtue of thy name ? 4 Faith in thy changelefs name I have ; The good, the kind Dhyfician thou Art able now our fouls to fa ve. Art willing to reftore them now. Though feventeen hundred years are pal Since thou didft in the flefli appear [ Thy tender mercies ever laft ! And ftill thy healing pow'r is here. 6 Wouldft thou the body's health reftore, And not regard the fin-fick foul ? The fin-fick foul thou lov'ft much more, And furelv thcu ihaltmakc it whole. 7 Al! FOR THE SOCIETY PRAYING. 2J5 7 All my difeafe, my ev'ry fin, To thee, O Jefus, I confefs ; In pardon, Lord, my cvre begin, And perfect it in holinefs. S That token of thine utmoft good, Now, Saviour, now on me beftow ; And purge my confcience with thy blood, And waih my nature white as fnow. HYMN' XXVI [Mufidan. For the Society Praying. 1 Tf XCEPT the Lord conduct the plan, _C/ Thebeft concerted fchemes are vain. And never can fucceed ; We fpend our wretched ilrength for nought ; But if our works in thee are wrought j They fhail be bleft indeed. 2 Lord, if thou did'ft thyfelf infpire Our fouls with this intenfe defire Thy goodnefs to proclaim $ Thy glory if we now- intend, O let our deed begin and end Degn Jefu' Complete in Jefu's name J 3 In Jefu's name behold we meet, Far from an- evil world retreat, And all its frantic ways ; One only thing refolv'd to know* And fquare our ufeful lives below By reafon and by grace. 4 Not m the tombs we pine to dwell, Not in the dark„ nionaltic cell, Bj vows and grates confined 5 2$6 JOR THE SOCIETY FRAYIN6. Freely to all ourfelves we give Conftrained by Jefu's love to live The fervants of mankind. ^ Now, Jefu r now thy love impart To govern each devoted heart, And fit us for thy will I Deep founded in the truth of grace, Build up thy rifing church, and. place The city ©n the hill. 6 O let our faith and love abound! O let our lives to all around With pured Iuftre fhrne ! That all around our works may fee, And give the glory, Lord, to thee, The heavenly light divine! HYMN XXVII. \W«€*f&. A Pajloral Hymn* i TT0W. beauteous are their feet it"! Who {land on Zion's hill. That bring fa Wat ion on their tongues, And words of peace reveal I 2 How charming is their voice, Solweet the tiding? are I " Zion behold thy baviour King, 4 He reigns and triumphs here." 3 How happy are our ears, 1 hat hear this joyful found. Which king? and prophets waited for, Acd foi'gbr but never found ! 4 How PASTQRA.L HYMN. 25£. 4 How blefled are our eyes, That fee ; this heavenly light ; Prophets and kings defired.it long, But dy'd without the fight. 5 The watchmen join their voice, And tuneful notes employ ; Jerufalem breaks forth in fongs, And deiarts learn the joy. 6 The Lord makes bare his arm Through all the earth abroad $ Let ev'ry nation now behold Their Saviour and their God. &3- mmx INDEX to PART II. C COME, O thou all victorious Lord 239 Caft on thy fidelity 249 E Except the Lord conduct the plan 25 5 G God is in -this and ev'ry place 241 H How beauteous are their feet 256 I I long to behold him array 'd Jefus, Shepherd of the fheep 244 Jefu, the weary wanderer's reft 25 1 Jefu, thy far-extended fame 254 L Long have I feem'd to ferve thee, Lord 240 M Mailer, I own thy lawful claim. 248 O O all that pafs by to Jefus draw near 233 Oft I in my heart have faid 245 O may thy powerful word 2^6 O wondrous power of faithful prayer ibid O God moil merciful ?.nd true 252 O God to whom in flefh reveal'd 253 Pierce, INDEX TO PART THE II. P Pierce, fill me with an humble fear z/Lj Rejoice evermore, with angels above 235 S' Stand the omnipotent decree 23 & T Thy faithfulness, Lord, each moment I find 234 Thou Son of God whcfe flaming eyes 238 Thou hidden God for whom I groan 242 Thou Man of Griefs re member me 243 Thou Lamb of God, thou Prince of Peace 250 W Weary fouls that wander wide 225 When quiet in my houfe f fit 248 V r #•■