■ aan FROM THE LIBRARY OF REV. LOUIS FITZGERALD BENSON, D. D BEQUEATHED BY HIM TO THE LIBRARY OF PRINCETON THEOLOGICAL SEMINARY KMvitiou >r . I THE PSALMS AND H '^S oci ^. WITH THE CATECHISM, CONFESSION OF FAITH, AND CANONS, OF THE SYNOD OF DORT, AND LITURGY OF THE REFORMED PROTESTANT DUTCH CHURCH IN NORTH AMERICA. AUTHORIZED BY THE GENERAL SYNOD TO BE USED IN THE CHURCHES UNDER THEIR CARE. J-\e.' Qu~v " Let tne word of Christ dwell in you richly in all wisdom, teaching and admonishing one another in Psalms and Hymns and Spiritual Songs, singing with grace in your hearts unto the Lord."— Col. iii. 16. PHILADELPHIA: MENTZ & ROVOUDT, SUCCESSORS TO G. W. MENTZ & SON, 53 NORTH THIRD ST. 1847. Entered, according to the Act of Congress, in the year 1847, by Isaac Young, (on behalf of the General Synod of the Reformed Protestant Dutch Church,) in the clerk's office of the District Court of the Southern District of New York. STEREOTYPED BY J. FAGAN. PRINTED E Y C SHERMAN. (2) BRIEF NOTICE Of the Psalms and Hymns used by the Reformed Protestant Dutch Church. It has ever been a principle of the Church that no Psalms nor Hymns may be publicly sung in the Reformed Protestant Dutch Churches, but such as are approved and recom- mended by the General Synod. Previously to the American Revolution, the psalmody of the Church embraced only the psalms in the Dutch language, usually bound up in the Bibles then in common use. The version approved by the Synod was that of Dathenus. In addition to this, the new version of psalms and hymns compiled and adopted in the Netherlands, in the year 1773, was subsequently approved. After the period of the Ame- rican Revolution, when it was found necessary to introduce English singing, the Rev. Dr. Livingston compiled a book of Psalms and Hymns in the English language, which was published, with the express approbation and recommendation of the General Synod, in the year 1789. This book continued in use in the churches until the year 1812, when, at the instance of the Classis of New York, the Particular Synod of New York referred the subject relative to the revision of the Psalms and Hymns then in use, to the General Synod. The reference was favourably entertained by the Synod, and they requested the Rev. Pro- fessor Livingston to make the selection of Psalms and Hymns, agreeably to the views then expressed, and appointed a committee to whom the same should be submitted for their examination and approval. At the session of the Synod, held in October, 1813, this com- mittee reported in favour of the selection, and the Synod accordingly adopted it, entered upon their records a minute highly complimentary to the distinguished compiler, and made the necessary arrangements for its publication and introduction into the public worship of the churches. In the year 1830, the General Synod deemed it expedient that an additional number of hymns should be added to those contained in the book then in use, and accordingly a committee was appointed to make a selection, on a variety of subjects, with a view to con- stitute a second book of hymns. At the next session of the Synod, this committee reported a selection of 172 additional hymns, which were approved, ordered to be pub- lished as a second book of hymns , and authorised to be used in all the churches. At the instance of the General Synod's Sabbath-School Board, a committee was appointed at the meeting of the Synod, in June 1842, to compile a book for the use of the Sabbath-Schools of the church. The selection, as reported by the committee, embraced many hymns suit- able for social as well as Sabbath-School worship. It was approved by the Synod, in the year 1813, and ordered to be published, under the title of the "Social and Sahbath-School Hymn Book." The Board of Sabbath-School Union being about to publish a second edi- tion of this book, requested, in the year 1845, that the Synod would furnish an additional number of hymns for the purpose of filling up certain blank pages on the last sheet of the work. On considering this request, the Synod resolved, in view of the fact that the Hymns now authorized to be used by the churches were comprised in three separate books, and that still additional Hymns on certain subjects were needed, to refer the whole subject of the Hymn Book to a committee, to consider the importance of a new arrangement, and with instructions to report such new Hymns as would make the collection more complete. At the meeting of the General Synod in June, 1846, this committee presented their report recommending such new arrangement, and at the same time submitting a selection of hymns on a variety of subjects, to the number of three hundred and forty-two. The hymns thus submitted were approved by the Synod, and the committee were authorised to com- plete the work, and prepare the whole for publication as speedily as convenient. The Board of Direction were also empowered to carry out the necessary arrangements for printing the same. All this has been done, and the present work is the result of sucli action. The book thus completed will compare favourably with the various selections used by the several denominations of Christians in our land, and it is fervently hoped will prove a happy auxiliary in promoting the devotions, public, social, and private, of the members of our Church. THOMAS 11 STRONG, Stated Clerk of General Synod. New York, June, 1847. (3) k INDEX TO THE SUBJECTS OF THE PSALMS ADAM, first and second, Psalm 8. Afflicted, pity to them, 35, 41 ; supported, 55, 145, 146 ; their prayer, 102, 143 ; happy, 73, 94, 119, 14th part. Afflictions, hope in them, 13, 42, 76 ; support, 119, 14th part ; instruction by them, 94, 119, 18th part; sanctified, 94, 119, 18th part; courage in them, 119, 17th part; removed by prayer, 34, 107 ; submission to them, 39, 123, 131; in mind and body, 143; trying our graces. 66, 119, 17th part; without rejection, 89 ; of saints and sinners differ- ent, 94 ; gentle, 103 ; moderated, 125 ; very great, 77, 102, 113. Aged saint's reflection, 71. All-seeing God, 139. Angels, guardian, 34, 91: all subject to Christ, 89; worship Christ, 97; praise the Lord, 103 ; present in churches, 138. Appeal to God against persecutors, 7 ; con- cerning our sincerity, 139 ; humility, 131 ; Searcher of hearts, 119, 21st part. Ascension of Christ, 24, 47, 68, 110. Assistance from God, 138, 144. Atheism of the heart, 54 ; practical, 12, 14, 36 ; punished, 10. Attributes of God, 36, 111, 145, 147. Authority from God, 75, 82. Backsliding, 25 ; restored, 51 ; pardoned, 78, 130. Blessing of God in this life, 127. Blessings of a family, 128, 133 ; of a nation, 144, 157; of the country, 66, 147; of a per- son, 1,32, 112. Blood of Clirist cleansing, 51, 69. Book of nature and scripture, 19, 119, 4th part ; happiness, 1 17. Brotherly love, 133; reproof, 141. Business of life blest, 127. Care of God over his samls, 34. 1* Charity to the poor, 37, 41, 112 ; and justice, 15, 112; mixed with imprecations, 35. Children praising God, 8 ; blessings, 127, 128 ; instructed, 34, 78. Christ the second Adam, 8; his all-suffi- ciency, 16; his ascension, 24, 68, 110; the church's foundation, 118; the shepherd, 23 ; his coming, the signs of it, 12 ; cove- nant made with him, 89 ; first and second coming, 96, 97, 98 ; the true David, 35, 89 ; his death and resurrection, 16, 22, 69 ; the eternal Creator, 112 ; exalted to the king- dom, 2, 8, 21, 72, 110 ; our example, 109 ; faith in his blood, 41 ; God and man, 86 ; his Godhead, 102; our hope, 4, 51 ; his in- carnation and sacrifice, 40; the king and the church his spouse, 45; his kingdom among Gentiles, 72, 87, 132; his love to enemies, 35, 109; his majesty, 97, 99; his mediatorial kingdom, 89, 110; his obe- dience and death, 69 ; his personal glories, 45; priest and king, 110; his resurrection on the Lord's day, 118 ; our strength and righteousness, 71 ; his sufferings and king- dom, 2, 22, 69 ; his sufferings, 69 ; his zeal and reproaches, 69. Christians, qualifications, 15, 24; church made of Jews and Gentiles, 87. Church, its beauty, 45, 48, 112 ; the birth-place of saints, 87; built on Jesus Christ, 118; delight and safety in it, 27, 48, 84 ; destruc- tion of enemies proceeds thence, 70 ; ga- thered and settled, 132; privileges, 132; of the Gentiles, 45, 47; God fights for her, 10,20, 46; God's presence there, 84, 132; God's special delight, 87, 132 ; God's gar- den, 92; going to it, 122; the house and care of God, 135; of the Jews and Gen- tiles, 87; its increase, 67; prayer in distress, 80; restored by prayer, 85, 102, 107; its safety, 46; is the safety and honour of a nation, 48; the spouse of Christ, 45; its (v) VI INDEX OF SUBJECTS. worship and order, 48; wrath against ene- mies proceeds thence, 76. Comfort, holiness and pardon, 4, 32, 119, 11th and 12th parts ; and support in God, 16,94 ; from ancient providence, 77, 143; of life blest, 127 ; and pardon, 130. Company of saints, 16, 109. Complaint of absence from public worship, 42; of sickness, 3; desertion, 13, 88; pride, atheism, 10, 12; of temptations, 13; ge- neral, 102 ; of quarrelsome neighbours, 120 ; of afflictions in mind and body, 143. Compassion of God, 113, 115, 147. Communion of saints, 106, 133. Confession of our poverty, 16 ; of sin, repent- ance, and pardon, 32, 38, 51, 130, 113. Conscience, tender, 119, 13th part ; its guilt relieved, 32, 38, 51, 130. Contention complained of, 120. Converse with God, 03, 119, 2d part. Conversion and joy, 126 ; at the ascension of Christ, 110; of Jews and Gentiles, 87, 96, 106. Corruption of manners general, 11, 12. Counsel and support from God, 16, 1 19. Courage in death, 16, 17, 71 ; in persecution, 119, 17th part. Covenant made with Christ, 89; of grace unchangeable, 89, 106. Creation and providence, 33, 104, 135, 136, 147, 148. Creatures, no trust in them, 34, 62, 146 ; vain, 33; praising God, 148. Day of humiliation in war, 60. Death and resurrection of Christ, 16, 69 ; of saints and sinners, 17, 37, 19 ; and sufferings of Christ, 22, 69 ; deliverance from it, ;)l ; and pride, 49 ; and the resurrection, 49, 71, 89; courage in it, 16, 17,23; the effect of sin, 90. Defence in Cod, 3, 121 ; and salvation in God, 18.61. Delaying sinners warned, Of). Delight in the law of God, 1 19, Mh, 8th and l-'h parts ; in God, 18, 42, 63, 73, 81. Deliverance, 88; fijom despair, 18; from deep distress, 34, 40 ; from death, 31, 118 ; from oppression, .r>i>; from persecution, by prayer, 34, 10, 85, 1%; from slander, 31; surprising, 126; from temptation, 3, 6, 13, IS; from a tumult, 118. Desertion ami distress ni' soul, 13, 25, ;>8, 143. Desire of knowledge, 119,9th part; of holi- no, nth pint, uf comfort and deli- verance, 119, Kith part; of quickening grace, 119, IGtfa part. Despair and hope in death, 17,404 deliver- ance from It, 18, 130. Devotion, daily, .V., 134, 139, HI. Direction and pardon, 23 ; and defence prayed for, 5 ; and hope, 42. Disease. See Sickness. Distress of soul, 25 ; relieved, 51, 88, 130. Dominion over creatures, 8. Doubts suppressed, 3, 31, 143. Drunkard and glutton, 117, 79. Duty to God and man, 15, 24. Education, religious, 34, 78. Egypt's plagues, 105. End of the righteous and wicked, 1, 37. Enemies overcome, 18; prayed for, 35, 119; destroyed, 12, 48, 70. Envy and unbelief cured, 37, 49. Equity and wisdom of providence, 9. Evening psalm, 4, 139, 141. Evidences of grace, 26 ; of sincerity, 18, 19, 139. Evil times, 12; neighbours, 120; magistrates, 11, 58, 82. Exaltation of Christ to the kingdom, 2, 21,22, 69, 72, 1 10. Examination, 26, 139. Exhortations to peace, 34. Faith of persecuted saints, 35 ; in the blood of Christ, 32, 51 ; in divine grace and power, 62,130. Faithfulness of God, 39, 105, 111, 145, 146; of man, 15, 111. Falsehoods, 12; deliverance from them, 22, 56. Family government, 101 ; love and worship, 133 ; blessings, 128. Fears and doubts suppressed, 3, 31, 3-1; in the worship of (fed, 89, 99; of God, 119, 13th part. Flattery complained of, 12, 36. Formal worship, 00. Frailty of man, 89, 90, 111. Fretftilness discouraged, 37. Friendship, its blessings, 133; unfaithful friends, 31. Funeral psalm, 8Sj 90. Gentiles give! to Christ, 2, 22, 72 ; church, 45, 65, 72, 87 , owning the true God, 17, 96, 98. Glory of God in our salvation, 69; and grace promised, B4, 89, 9:. Cod all m all, 127 ; all seeing. It!); all-sufli- cient, lti. 33 ; his attributes and providence, 36,65, 117, Ins care of saints, 7,31 ; creation and providence, 88, KM. 6tC ; his hand, 75; our ilc l( nee, .'I, 83,61, 116 j eternal, and Sovereign, and holy, !>.t; eternal, and man mortal. in, 51 ; plentiful with God, 130. Patience under afflictions, 39 ; under perse- cutions, 37. 41 : in darkness, 77, 130, 131. Peace and holiness encouraged, 34; with men desired, 120. Perfections of God, 111, 136, 145, 147. Persecuted saints, their prayer and faith, 35, 41,74,80,83. Persecution, deliverance from it, 7, 53, 94; courage in it, 119, 17th part. Persecutors punished, 7, 75, 129, 149; their folly, 14 ; complained of, 35, 44, 74, 80, 83 ; deliverance from them, 9, 10, 94. Perseverance, 138; in trials, 119, 17th part. Personal glories of Christ, 45. Pestilence, preservation in it, 91. Piety, instructions therein, 31. Pleading without repining, 39, 123; the pro- mises, 119, 10th part. Poor, charity, 15, 37, 41, 112. Portion of saints and sinners, 11, 17, 37. Poverty confessed, 15. Power and majesty of God, 68, 89, 145. See God. Practical atheism, 14, 36, 53. Praise to God from children, 8 ; for creation and providence, 33, 104; to our Creator, 148; for eminent deliverances, 34, 118; ge- neral, 86, 145, 150; for the gospel, 98; for health restored, 20, 116; for hearing prayer, 66, 102 ; to Jesus Christ, 45 ; from all nations, 117; and prayer public, 65 ; for protection, 57 ; for providence and grace, 36 ; for ram, 95, 147; from the saints, 149, 150; temporal blessings, 68, 117; for temptations over- come, 18; in war, 18. Prayer heard, 4, 31,65,66; in time of war, 20; and hope of victory, 20; and praise public, 65; and hope, 27; in church's distress, 80; heard and Zion restored, 102; and faith of persecuted saints, 35,37,56; and praise for deliverance, 34, 38; fervency in, 119, 19th part. Preserving grace, 138. .''reservation in public dangers, 46, 91,112; daily, 121. Plide and atheism punished, 10, 12; and death, 19. Priesthood <>\ Christ, 51, no. Princee vain, 62, 1 17. Profession of sincerity, repentance, ice., 119, 3d part, 139; falsi Promisee and threateningt,81; pleaded, 119, loth part Prosperity dangerous, 55, 73. Prosperous sinners, 37, 19, 73. Protection, truth and grace, '•'. ; by day and night, 1 1\ Providence, 9; and creation, 33, 136,136; ami . l r. , and perfections of God, ;(>■ , its mystery unfolded, 73; recorded, 77, 78, 107; in air, earth, and sea, 35, 65, 89, 101, 107, 147. Prudence and zeal, 39. Psalm for soldiers, 18, 60; for old age, 71; for husbandmen, 65 ; for a funeral, 89, 90 ; for the Lord's day, 92 ; before prayer. 95 ; before sermon, 95 ; for magistrates, 101 ; for households, 101 ; for mariners, 107 ; for gluttons and drunkards, 107 ; for America, 107. Public praise for private mercies, 116, 118; for deliverance, 124; worship, absence from it complained of, 24 ; prayer and praise, 65, 84. Punishment of sinners, 111, 37; and salva- tion, 78, 81, 108. Purposes holy, 119, 15th part. Quarrelsome neighbours, 120. Quickening grace, 119, 16th part. Rain from heaven, 65, 135, 147. Recovery from sickness, 6, 30, 115. Relative duties, 35, 133. Religion and justice, 15 ; in words and deeds, 37. Religious education, 34, 78. Remembrance of former deliverances, 77, 113 Repentance, 32 ; and prayer for pardon and strength, 38; and faith in the blood of Christ, 5L Reproach removed, 31, 37. Resignation, 39, 123, 131. Resolutions, holy, 119, 14th part. Restoring grace, 23, 138. Resurrection and death of Christ, 2, Hi; of the saints, 16, 17, 49. 71 : and death. 49,71, 89. Reverence in worship, 89, 99. Revolution, American, 18. Riches, their vanity, 49, 111. Righteousness from Christ, 71. Sacrifice, 40, 51,69; incarnation of Christ, 40. Safely, 91 ; triumph of the church in national desolations, (6; in God, 61. Sumts happy and sinners cursed, l, 119, 1st part; safety, 12, l<>, the best company, 16; characterized, 15, 24 ; ami sinners' portion, l. 17, dwell m heaven, 15, 24; punished ami saved, "H, 106; God's rare of them, 34 ; rewarded at last, 50,90,92; ami sinners- end, 1, II, X, ; patience, X, ; chastised and sinners destroyed, 84 ; die, but Christ lives, PC, punished and pardoned, 106, 107; con- ducted to heaven, 106, 107; tried and pre- served, 66, 125; afflictions moderated, 195; judging the world, 1 19 Salvation of saints, 10 ; and triumph, 18; nnd defonoe in God, <■! , bj Christ, 66, 85. INDEX OF SUBJECTS. IX Satan subdued, 3, 6, 13. Scripture compared with the book of nature, 19, 119, 7th part ; instruction from it, 119, 4th part; delight in it, 119, 5th and 18th parts; holiness and comfort from it, 119, 6th part ; perfection of, 119, 7th part ; ex- cellency, 119, 8th part ; attended with the Spirit, 119, 9th part. Seasons of the year, 65, 147. Secret devotion, 34, 119, 2d part. Seeking God, 27, 63. Self-examination, 26, 135. Shepherd of saints is Jesus, 23. Sheep, strayed, 119, 22d part. Sick-bed devotion, 6, 38, 39, 116. Sickness healed, 6, 36, 116. Signs of Christ's coming, 12, 96, David rejoie'd iii God, his strength 45 Deep in our hearts let u- record ... 1 IT E Early, my God, without delay .... 107 Exalt the Lord our God 167 p Fools in their hearts believe, £c. >• 28 Far U thy name is known h? From foes that round us rise J()4 Father, I sing thy wondrous grace 119 For ever shall my song record >..• 148 From age to age exall ins nam.' i- 1 From all that dwell below, &c 193 Father, 1 bless thy gentle hand .... 214 Firm and unmov'd are they 222 For ever blessed be the Lord 246 G Give to the Lord, ye sons of fame . . 56 God of my life, look gently down . . 74 God is our refuge in distress 84 Great is the Lord our God 87 God counts the sorrows, 1 11 God in his earthly temple lays .... 145 God, from his cloudy cistern, pours 176 Give thanks to God, Jbc 180 Cod of eternal love 183 Give thanks to Cod; he, &c 1-1 God of my mercy and my praise • •• 100 Creat is the Lord, his works, &c. . . 193 Great is the Lord, exalted high ■ •• 23] Give thanks to God, most high ■ • ■ ■ 233 Give to our God immortal praise . , 235 II How long, O Lord, &c 27 How fast their guilty sorrows, &c 34 Mow many Lheiiezers stand CO How pleasing is thy voice ill How long, eternal Cod, how long • 196 How awful is thy chasfning rod . . 132 How pleasant, how divinely fair . . 140 Hear w hat the Lord in vision said 151 He, that hath made his refuge God 156 He reigns ; the Lord, &c i i Hear me, O Cod, nor hide thy face IT I Happy is he that fears the Lord . . 103 How Bhall the young secure, SEC. • ■ 2(H How did my heart rejoice to hear . 228 Had noi the Lord, may Israel say 221 Happy thi' city, w here their sons . , 246 I In aimer. Lord, rebuke me not .... 19 I love the \ Ollime of t hv word .... -12 In thee, L'reat Cod, with son^s, &c. 44 I lilt my soul to Cut 50 I will extol thee, Lord, on high ■ • • 57 Into thy hand. () Cod of truth 58 1 waited patient lor the Lord 75 In Judab, Godof Old was known 130 10 TAELE OF FIRST LINES. 11 PaSe It is the Lord, our Saviour's hand 173 I love the Lord ; he heard, &x 197 If God succeed not, all the cost .... 224 Is there ambition in my heart 227 I love thy kingdom, Lord 237 I'll praise my Maker with, &c. . .. 250 In Zion's sacred gates 257 J Just are thy ways, and tme, &c. . . 3G Jesus, my Lord, doth condescend . • 48 Jesus, my Shepherd, lives 49 Judge me, O Lord, and prove, &c. . 53 Judges, who rule the world, &c. . . . 103 Jesus shall reign where'er the sun . 124 Jesus, my God, my all in all 144 Jehovah reigns: He dwells, &.c. . . . 159 Joy to the world, the Lord, &c 166 Jesus, our Lord, ascend thy, &c . . . 191 Jesus the Priest ascends the, &c. • • 192 K Keep me from fainting, &c 215 L Lord, thou wilt hear me, &c 17 Lord, in the morning thou, &c 18 Lord, what was man, when, <' said, He sought the Lord in vain PSALM XXVI, XXVII. 53 PSALM 26. L. M. The Christian's integrity — An appeal to God. 1 TUDGE me, O Lord, and prove my ways, •J And try my reins, and try my heart ; My faith upon thy promise stays, Nor from thy law my feet depart. 2 I hate to walk, I hate to sit With men of vanities and lies : The scoffer and the hypocrite Are the abhorrence of mine eyes. 3 Among thy saints will I appear, With hands well wash'd in innocence ; But when I stand before thy bar, The blood of Christ is my defence. 4 I love thy habitation, Lord, The temple where thine honours dwell ; There shall I hear thy holy word, And there thy works of wonder tell. 5 Let not my soul be join'd at last With men of treachery and blood ; Since I my days on earth have past Among the saints, and near my God, PSALM 27. First Part. C. M. Delight and safety in the Chvrch. 1 f j^HE Lord of glory is my lignt, -*- And my salvation too : God is my strength ; nor will I fear What all my foes can do. 2 One privilege my heart desires ; O grant me an abode, Within th' assemblies of thy saints, The temples of my God ! 3 There shall I offer my requests, And see thy beauty still ; 5* 54 PSALM XXVII. Shall hear thy messages of love, And there enquire thy will. 4 When troubles rise, and storms appeaj There may his children hide : God has a strong pavilion, where He makes my soul abide. 5 Now shall my head be lifted high Above my foes around ; And songs of joy and victory Within thy temple sound. PSALM 27. Second Part. C. M Comfort in God. 1 O OON as I heard my Father say, ^- " Ye children, seek my grace ;" My heart replied without delay, "I'll seek my Fathers face." 2 Let not thy lace be hid from me, Nor frown my soul away : God of my life, I fly to thee In a distressing day. 3 Should friends and kindred, near and dear Leave me to want, or die ; My God would make my life his care, \iid all my need supply. 4 Mv fainting flesh had died with grief, Had not my soul believ'd Thv grace would soon provide relief; Nor was my hope deceived. 5 Wait on the Lord, ye trembling saints, And keep 3 our courage up : Hell raise your spirit when it faints And far exceed your hope, PSALM XXVIII. 55 PSALM 28. L. M. Deliverance from enemies — Prayer answered. 1 f\ GOD of grace, my cry attend ! " Lest, like the sons of guilt become, BeguiPd by Satan, I descend With hopeless wretches to the tomb. 2 To thee my humble sighs arise ; With lifted hands, on thee I call ; Lord, hear my fervent pray'rs and cries, Nor leave me.in despair to fall. 3 Oh save my soul from shame and sin ; Nor let my heedless footsteps go, Where harden'd wretches swift decline Down the broad way to endless woe. 4 While peace their flatt'ring lips proclaim, And love profess, and hope impart ; They blast their neighbour's honest fame, And wing their arrows to his heart. 5 But, while they plant the secret snare, Thy searching eyes their path regard : Thy Hands their dreadful doom prepare, And mete their guilt its just reward. 6 Because their hearts thy works despise, Thy works of wisdom, grace, and pow'r, Thy hand, regardless of their cries, Shall sink them, that they rise no more. 7 Blest be the Lord, who heard my pray'r ; The Lord my shield, my help, my song ; Who sav'd my soul from sin and fear ; And tun'd with praise my thankful tongue ! 8 In the dark hour of deep distress, By foes beset, of death afraid ; My spirit trusted in his grace, And sought, and found his heav'nly aid. 56 PSALM XXIX. 9 O blest Redeemer, great and kind ! Thy shield, thy saving strength, shall be The shield, the strength, of ev'ry mind, That loves thy name, and trusts in thee. 10 Remember, Lord, thy chosen seed ; Israel defend from guilt and woe : Thy flock in richest pastures feed, And guard their steps from ev'ry foe. 1 1 Zion exalt, her cause maintain ; With peace and joy her courts surround : In show'rs let endless blessfngs rain, And saints eternal praise resound. PSALM 29. L. M. Majesty and power of God. 1 f^ IVE to the Lord, ye sons of fame, ^J Give to the Lord renown and pow'r Ascribe due honours to his name, And his eternal might adore. 2 The Lord proclaims his pow'r aloud, Upon the ocean and the land : His voice divides the wat'ry cloud, And lightnings blaze at his command. 3 He speaks, and tempest, hail and wind, Lay the wide forest bare around : The fearful hart, and frighted hind, Leap at the terror of the sound. 4 To Lebanon he turns his voice, And lo, the stalely cedars break; The mountains tremble at the noise, The valleys roar, the deserts quake. 5 The Lord sits sov'reign on the flood ; The Thund'rer reigns lor ever king; But makes his church his blest abode. Where we his awful glories sing. PSALM XXX. 57 6 In gentler language there the Lord The counsels of his grace imparts : Amid the raging storm, his word Speaks peace and courage to our hearts PSALM 30. L. M. Sickness healed. 1 T WILL extol thee, Lord, on high, -■- At thy command diseases fly : Who, but a God, can speak, and save From the dark borders of the grave ? 2 Sing to the Lord, ye saints of his, And tell how large his goodness is ; Let all your pow'rs rejoice and bless, While you record his holiness. 3 His anger but a moment stays ; His love is life and length of days : Tho' grief and tears the night employ, The morning-star restores the joy. 4 Firm was my health, my day was bright, And I presum'd 'twould ne'er be night : Fondly I said within my heart, " Pleasure and peace shall ne'er depart." 5 But I forgot thine arm was strong, Which made my mountain stand so long , Soon as thy face began to hide, My health was gone, my comforts died. 6 I cried aloud to thee, my God : What can'st thou profit by my blood ? Deep in the dust can I declare Thy truth, or sing thy glories there ? Hear me, O God of grace," I said, And bring me from among the dead :" Thy word rebuk'd the pains I felt ; Thy pard'ning love remov'd my guilt. 58 PSALM XXXI. 8 My groans, and tears, and forms of woe, Are turn'd to joy and praises now ; I throw my sackcloth on the ground, And ease and gladness gird me round. 9 My tongue, the glory of my frame, Shall ne'er be silent of thy name : Thy praise shall sound thro' earth and heav'n, For sickness heal'd and sins forgiv'n. PSALM 31. First Part. C. M. Deliverance from death. 1 TNTO thy hand, O God of truth, -■- My spirit I commit ; Thou hast redeem'd my soul from death, And sav'd me from the pit. 2 The passions of my hope and fear Maintain'd a doubtful strife ; While sorrow, pain, and sin conspir'd To take away my life. 3 " My times are in thy hand," I cried, " Tho' I draw near the dust :" Thou art the refuge where I hide, The God in whom I trust. 4 O make thy reconciled face Upon thy servant shine, And save me for thy mercy's sake ! For I'm entirely thine 5 'T was in my haste my spirit said, " I must despair and die ; " I am cut off before thine eyes ;" But thou hast heard my cry. 6 Thy goodness how divinely free ! How wond'rous is thy grace To those that fear thy majesty, And trust thy promises ! PSALM XXXI. 59 7 O love the Lord, all ye his saints, And sing his praises loud : He'll bend his ear to your complaints, And recompense the proud. PSALM 31. Second Part. C. M. Deliverance from slander and reproach. 1 "]%/!" Y heart rejoices in thy name, ■*W- My God, my help, my trust : Thou hast preserved my face from shame, Mine honour from the dust. 2 " My life is spent with grief," I cried, " My years consum'd in groans ; - " My strength decays ; mine eyes are dried " And sorrow wastes my bones." 3 Among mine enemies my name Was a mere proverb grown ; While to my neighbours I became Forgotten and unknown. 4 Slander and fear on ev'ry side Seiz'd and beset me round : I to the throne of grace applied, And speedy rescue found. 5 How great deliv'rance thou hast wrought Before the sons of men ! The lying lips to silence brought, And made their boastings vain ! 6 Thy children, from the strife of tongues, Shall thy pavilion hide ; Guard them from infamy and wrong ; And crush the sons of pride. 7 Within thy secret presence, Lord, Let me forever dwell : No fenced city wall'd and barr'd Secures a saint so well. 60 PSALM XXXI, XXXII. PSALM 31. Third Part. L. M. Special mercies acknowledged. 1 MTTOW many Ebenezers stand, -"-■*- To mark the mercies of thy hand ! How many pray'rs have reach'd thy throne ' How often has thy grace been shown ! 2 When sorrows rise and pains prevail, Or angry foes my peace assail ; When dangers thicken all around : In thee alone my help is found. 3 Thro' all the road, each day, each hour, Fresh evils threaten to devour : Some new complaint, some painful case, Still drives me to the throne of grace. 4 My former friends their friend forget, And change their love to cruel hate ; But truth and love with thee remain ; My Saviour always is the same. 5 Support me in this sharp distress, While all forsake, and some oppress ; And if my ways the Lord approve, Then turn their hatred into love. PSALM 32. First Part. L. M. The justifiea believer. 1 |> LEST is the man, for ever blest, * -" Whose guilt is pardon'd by his God ; Whose sins with sorrow are confess'd, And cover'd with his Saviour's blood. 2 Blest is the man to whom the Lord Imputes not his iniquities : He pleads no merit of reward, And, not on works, hut grace, relies. 3 From guile his heart and lips arc Free: His humble joy, his holy fear, PSALM XXXII, XXXIII. 61 With deep repentance well agree ; And join to prove his faith sincere. 4 How glorious is that righteousness, That hides and cancels all his sins ! While a bright evidence of grace, Thro' his whole life, appears and shines. PSALM 32. Second Part. L. M. Benefits following confession. 1 ^S/^HILE I keep silence and conceal " * My heavy guilt within my heart, What torments doth my conscience feel ! What agonies of inward smart ! 2 I spread my sins before the Lord, And all my secret faults confess : Thy gospel speaks a pard'ning word ; Thy holy spirit seals the grace. 3 For this shall ev'ry humble soul Make swift addresses to thy seat : When floods of huge temptations roll There shall they find a blest retreat. 4 How safe beneath thy wrings I lie, When days grow dark, and storms appear: And when I walk, thy watchful eye Shall guide me safe from ev'ry snare. PSALM 33. First Part. C. M. Creation and providence. 1 O EJOICE, ye righteous, in the Lord ; AV This work belongs to you: Sing of his name, his ways, his word, How holy, just and true ! 2 His mercy and his righteousness Let heav'n and earth proclaim : G 62 PSALM XXXIII. His works of nature and of grace Reveal his wond'rous name. 3 His wisdom and almighty word The heav'nly arches spread ; And by the spirit of the Lord Their shining hosts were made. 4 He bid the liquid waters flow To their appointed deep : The flowing seas their limits know, And their own station keep. 5 Ye tenants of the spacious earth, With fear before him stand : He spake, and nature took its birth, And rests on his command. 6 He scorns the angry nations' rage. And breaks their vain designs : His counsel stands thro' ev'ry age, And in full glory shines. TSALIVI 33. Second Part. C. M. God, a nation's refuge. 1 BLEST is the nation where the Lord -*-* Hath fix'd his gracious throne ; Where he reveals his heav'nly word, And calls their tribes his own. 2 His eyes, with infinite survey, The spacious world behold ; He form'd us all of equal clay, AikI knows our feeble mould. 3 Kings are not rescu'd bv the force Of armies from the grave: Nor speed nor courage of a horse Can the bold rider save. 4 Vain is the strength of beasts or men, To hope for safety thence; PSALM XXXIV. 63 But holy souls from God obtain A strong and sure defence. 5 God is their fear, and God their trust, When plagues or famine spread : His watchful eye secures the just Among ten thousand dead. 6 Lord, let our hearts in thee rejoice, And bless us from thy throne : For we have made thy word our choice, And trust thy grace alone. PSALM 34. First Part. C. M. Praise for eminent deliverance* 1 HPHRO' all the changing scenes of life, -*>- In trouble and in joy, The praises of my God shall still My heart and tongue employ. 2 Come, magnify the Lord with me, And high exalt his name: When m distress on him I call'd, He to my rescue came. 2 The hosts of God encamp around The dwellings of the just: Deliverance he affords to all, Who on his succour trust. 4 O make but trial of his love : Experience will decide, How blcss'd they are, and only they, Who in his truth confide. 5 Fear him, ye saints ; and you will then Have nothing else to fear : Make you his service your delight ; Hell make your wants his care. 64 PSALM XXXIV. PSALM 34. Second Part. L. ML God's care of saints. 1 ORD, I Avill bless thee all my days ; -*^ Thy praise shall dwell upon my tongue My soul shall glory in thy grace ; While saints rejoice to hear the song. 2 Come, magnify the Lord with me; Come, let us all exalt his name : I sought th' eternal God, and he Has not expos'd my hope to shame : 3 I told him all my secret grief; My secret groaning reach'd his ears : He gave my inward pains relief, And calm'd the tumult of my fears. 4 To him the poor lift up their eyes, Their faces feel the heav'nly beam ; A beam of mercy, from the skies, Fills them with light and joy supreme : 5 His holy angels pitch their tents Around the men, that serve the Lord : O ! fear, and love him, all his saints ; Taste of his grace, and trust his word. 6 The wild young lions, pinch'd with pain And hunger, roar thro' all the wood ; But none shall seek the Lord in vain, Nor want supplies of real good. c PSALM 34. Third Part. L. M. Advantages of early piety, HILDREN in years and knowledge vouug Your parents1 hope, your parents' joy, Attend the counsels of my tongue': Let pious thoughts your minds employ. 2 If you desire a length of i\<\\*, And peace to crown your mortal state: PSALM XXXIV. 65 Restrain your feet from impious ways, Your lips from slander and deceit. 3 The eyes of God regard his saints ; His ears are open to their cries : He sets his frowning face against The sons of violence, and lies. 4 To humble souls and broken hearts God with his grace is ever nigh : Pardon and hope his love imparts, When men in deep contrition lie. 5 He tells their tears, he counts their groans ; His Son redeems their souls from death : His spirit heals their broken bones ; While they in praise employ their breath PSALM 34. Fourth Part. C. M. God's care of saints. 1 HPHE Lord forever guards the just, -■- His ears attend their cry : When broken spirits dwell in dust, The God of grace is nigh. 2 What tho' the sorrows, here they taste, Be sharp and tedious too ; The Lord, who saves his saints at last, Is their supporter now. 3 Evil shall smite the wicked dead ; But God secures his own ; Prevents the mischief when they slide, Or heals the broken bone. I When desolation, like a flood, O'er the proud sinner rolls; Saints find a refuge in their God : For he redeems their souls. 6* 66 PSALM XXXV. PSALM 35. First Part. C. M. Judgments threatened on persecutors. 1 ^J^TOW plead my cause, Almighty God, -^ With all the sons of strife ; And fight against the men of blood, Who fight against my life. 2 Draw out thy spear, and stop their way : Lift thine avemnno- rod : But, to my soul in mercy say, " I am thy Saviour God." 3 They plant their snares to catch my feet. And nets of mischief spread : Plunge the destroyers in the pit, That their own hands have made. 4 Let fogs and darkness hide their way ; And slipp'ry be their ground : Thy wrath shall make their lives a prey And all their rage confound. 5 They fly, like chaff before the wind, Before thine angry breath : The angel of the Lord behind Pursues them down to death. 6 They love the road that leads to hell : Then must the rebels die, Whose malice is implacable Against the Lord on high. 7 J hit if thou hast a chosen few Amongst that impious race; Divide them from the bloody crew By thy surprising grace. 8 Then will I raise my tuneful voice To make thy wonders known ; In their salvation I'll rejoice, And bless thee for my own. PSALM XXXV, XXXVI. 67 PSALM 35. Second Part. C. M. The love of Christ typified in David. 1 T> EHOLD the love, the gen'rous love -" That holy David shows ! Mark how his tender bowels move For his afflicted foes ! 2 When they are sick, his soul complains, And seems to feel the smart ; The spirit of the gospel reigns, And melts his pious heart. 3 How did his flowing tears condole As for a brother dead ! And fasting mortified his soul, While for their life he pray'd. 4 They groan'd and curs'd him on their bed : Yet still he pleads and mourns : And double blessings on his head The righteous God returns. 5 O glorious type of heav'nly grace ! Thus Christ the Lord appears ; While sinners curse, the Saviour prays, And pities them with tears. 6 He, the true David, Israel's king, Blest and belov'd of God, To save us rebels dead in sin, Paid his own dearest blood. PSALM 36. First Part. S. M. Description and Doom of practical atheisn- . 1 ^XTHEN man grows bold in sin, Mv heart within me cries, " He hath no faith of God within, " Nor fear before his eyes." 2 He walks a while conceal'd In a self-flattering dream ; G8 PSALM XXXVI. Till his dark crimes, at once reveal'd, Expose his hateful name. 3 His heart is false and foul, His words are smooth and fair : Wisdom is banish'd from his soul, And leaves no goodness there. 4 He plots upon his bed New mischiefs to fulfil : He sets his heart, his hand and head, To practise all that's ill. 5 But there's a dreadful God, Tho' men renounce his fear : His justice, hid behind the cloud, Shall one great day appear. 6 His truth transcends the sky ; In heav'n his mercies dwell ; Deep as the sea his judgments lie ; His anger burns to hell. 7 How excellent his love, Whence all our safety springs ! 0 never let my soul remove From underneath his wings ! PSALM 30. Second Part. L. M. Confidence in Divine Providence. 1 £\ LORD, thy mercy, my sure hope, ^-^ The highest orb of heav'n transcend? Thy sacred truth's unmcasur'd scope JJeyond the spreading sky extends. 2 Thy justice like the hills remains ; LFnfathom'd depths thy judgments are Thy providence the world sustains ; The whole creation is thy care, 3 Since of thy goodness all partake; With what assurance should the just PSALM XXXVII. 69 Thy sheltering wings their refuge make ; And saints to thy protection trust ! 4 Such guests shall to thy courts be led, To banquet on thy love's repast ; And drink, as from a fountain head, Of joys that shall for ever last. 5 With thee the springs of life remain ; Thy presence is eternal day : O ! let thy grace thy saints sustain : To upright hearts thy truth display. PSALM 37. First Part. C. M. Folly of envying the wicked. 1 "V^7'H Y should I vex my soul and fret y T To see the wicked rise ? Or envy sinners waxing great By violence and lies ? 2 As flow'ry grass, cut down at noon, Before the ev'ning fades ; So shall their glories vanish soon, In everlasting shades. 3 Then let me make the Lord my trust, And practise all that's good ; So shall I dwell among the just, And he'll provide me food. 4 I, to my God, my ways commit, And cheerful wait his will : Thy hand, which guides my doubtful feet, Shall my desires fulfil. 5 Mine innocence shalt thou display ; And make thy judgments known, Fair as the light of dawning day, And glorious as the noon. 6 The meek at last the earth possess, And are the heirs of heav'n : 70 PSALM XXXVII. True riches with abundant peace, To humble souls are giv'n. 7 Rest in the Lord, and keep his way, Nor let your anger rise ; Tho' providence should long delay, To punish haughty vice. 8 Let sinners join to break your peace, And plot, and rage, and foam ; The Lord derides them, lor he sees Their day of vengeance come. 9 They have drawn out the threat'ning sword ; Have bent the murd'rous bow, To slay the men, that fear the Lord, And bring the righteous low. 10 My God shall break their bows, and burn Their persecuting darts : Shall their own swords against them turn And pain surprise their hearts. 1 PSALM 37. Second Part. C. M. Righteous and wicked contrasted. "Vl^HY do the wealthy wicked boast, And grow profanely bold ? The meanest portion of the just Excels the sinner's gold. 2 The wicked borrows of his friends, But ne'er designs to pay: The saint is merciful and lends, Nor turns the poor away. 3 His alms with lib'ral heart he gives Amongst the sons of need : I lis raem'ry to Ioiilt ages lives, And blessed is his seed. 4 lie fears to talk with lips profane, To slander or defraud : PSALM XXXVII. 71 His ready tongue declares to men, What he has learn'd of God. 5 The law and gospel of the Lord Deep in his heart abide ; Led by the Spirit and the word, His feet shall never slide. 6 When sinners fall, the righteous stand Preserved from ev'ry snare ; They shall possess the promis'd land And dwell for ever there. PSALM 37. Third Part. C. M. The way and end of the righteous and the wicked, 1 IVrY God, the steps of pious men 1?JL 4re order'd by thy will : Tho' they should fall, they rise again, Thy hand supports them still. 2 The Lord delights to see their ways, Their virtues he approves ; He ne'er deprives them of his grace, Nor leaves the men he loves. 3 The heav'nly heritage is theirs, Their portion and their home : He feeds them now, and makes them heirs Of blessings long to come. 4 Wait on the Lord, ye sons of men, Nor fear when tyrants frown : Ye shall confess their pride was vain, When justice casts them down. 5 The haughty sinner have I seen, Not fearing man or God, Like a tall bay-tree fair and green, Spreading his arms abroad. 6 And lo ! he vanish'd from the ground Destroy'd by hands unseen : 72 PSALM XXXVIII. Nor root, nor branch, nor leaf was found, Where all that pride had been. 7 But mark the man of righteousness, His sev'ral steps attend : True pleasure runs thro' all his ways, And peaceful is his end. PSALM 38. CM. The troubled conscience relieved. i A MID thy wrath remember love, -^- Restore thy servant, Lord ; Nor let a father's chast'ning prove Like an avenger's sword. 2 Thine arrows stick within my heart, My flesh is sorely prest : Between the sorrow and the smart, My spirit finds no rest. 3 My sins a heavy load appear, And o'er my head are gone ; Too heavy for my soul to bear, Too hard for me t' atone. 4 My thoughts are like a troubled sea, My head still bending down ; And I go mourning all the day, Beneath my Father's frown. 5 Lord, I am weak and broken sore, None of my pow'rs are whole : The inward anguish makes me roar, The anguish of my soul. G All my desire to thee is known, Thine eye counts ev'ry tear ; And ev'ry sigh, and ev'ry groan, Is notic'd by thine ear. 7 Thou art my God, my only hope; My God will hear my cry: PSALM XXXIX. 73 My God will bear my spirit up, When Satan bids me die. 8 My foes rejoice to see me slide Into the miry pit: They raise their pleasure and their pride When they supplant my feet. 9 But I'll confess my guilt to thee, And grieve for all my sin : I feel how weak my graces be, And beg support divine. 10 My God, forgive my follies past, And be forever nigh : O Lord of my salvation, haste, Before thy servant die. PSALM 39. First Part. C. M. Watchfulness over the tongue. 1 HPHUS I resolv'd before the Lord : J- " Now will I watch my tongue, " Lest I let slip one sinful word ; " Or do my neighbour wrong." 2 And, if I'm e'er constrain'd to stay With men of lives profane ; I'll set a double guard that day, Nor let my talk be vain. 3 I'll scarce allow my lips to speak The pious thoughts I feel ; Lest scoffers should th' occasion take To mock my holy zeal. 4 Yet if some proper hour appear, I'll not be overaw'd ; But let the scoffing sinners hear, That I can speak for God. 7 74 PSALM XXXIX. PSALM 39. Second Part. C. M. The vanity of man as mortal. 1 HPEACH me the measure of my days. -*- Thou maker of my frame : I would survey life's narrow space, And learn how frail I am. 2 A span is all that we can boast ; How short, how fleet our time ! Man is but vanity and dust, In all his flow'r and prime. 3 See the vain race of mortals move Like shadows o'er the plain : They rage and strive, desire and love But all their noise is vain. 4 Some walk in honour's gaudy show ; Some dig for golden ore ; They toil for heirs they know not who, And straight are seen no more. 5 What should I wish or wait for then From creatures, earth and dust ? They make our expectations vain, And disappoint our trust. 6 Now I forbid my carnal hope, My fond desires recall ; I give my mortal interest up, And make my God my all. PSALM 39. Third Part. C. M. Sick-bed deration. 1 f^ OD of my life, look gently down, ^-" Behold the pains I feel ! But I am dumb beforo thy throne, Nor dare dispute thy will, 2 Diseases are thy servants, Lord, They come at thy command; PSALM XL. 75 I'll not attempt a murm'ring word, Against thy chast'ning hand. 3 Yet I may plead with humble cries, " Remove thy sharp rebukes :" My strength consumes, my spirit dies, Thro' thy repeated strokes. 4 Crush'd as a moth beneath thy hand, We moulder to the dust : Our feeble pow'rs can ne'er withstand, And all our beauty's lost. 5 This mortal life decays apace, How soon the bubble's broke ! Adam, and all his num'rous race, Are vanity and smoke. 6 I'm but a sojourner below, As all my fathers were ; May I be well prepar'd to go, When I the summons hear ! 7 But, if my life be spar'd a while Before my last remove ; Thy praise shall be my bus'ness still, And I'll declare thy love. PSALM 40. First Part. C. M. Deliverance from great distress. 1 T WAITED patient for the Lord ; -■- He bow'd to hear my cry : He saw me resting on his word, And brought salvation nigh. 2 He rais'd me from a horrid pit, Where mourning long I lay; And from my bonds releas'd my feet, Deep bonds of miry clay. 3 Firm on a rock he made me stand ; And taught my cheerful tongue 76 PSALM XL. To praise the wonders of his hand, In a new, thankful song. 4 I'll spread his works of grace abroad ; The saints with joy shall hear : And sinners learn to make my God Their only hope and fear. 5 How many are thy thoughts of love ! Thy mercies, Lord, how great ! We have not words, nor hours enough, Their numbers to repeat. G When I'm afflicted, poor and low, And light and peace depart, My God beholds my heavy woe, And bears me on his heart. PSALM 40. Second Part. C. M. The incarnation and sacrifice of Christ. J 13 EHOLD the blest Redeemer comes -■-* Th' eternal Son appears ! And at the appointed time assumes The body, God prepares ! 2 Jesus reveal'd his Father's grace, And his rich mercy show'd : He preach'd the way of righteousness, And spread his truth abroad. 3 His Father's honour touch'd his heart, He pitied sinners' cries ; And, to fulfil a Saviour's part, Was made a sacrifice. 4 No blood of beasts, on altars shed, Could wash the conscience clean ; The sacrifice which Jesus paid Atones for all our sin. 5 Then was the gnat solvation spread, And Satan's kingdom shook: PSALM XL. 77 Thus by the woman's promis'd seed The serpent's head was broke. PSALM 40. Third Part. L. M. Christ our sacrifice. 1 HPHE wonders, Lord, thy love has wrought, -■- Exceed our praise, surmount our thought; Should I attempt the long detail, My speech would faint, my numbers fail. 2 No blood of beasts on altars spilt, Can cleanse the souls of men from guilt ; But thou hast set before our eyes An all-sufficient sacrifice. 3 In heav'n before his Father's throne, Complacent, smiles th' eternal Son ; And, pleas'd, presents with boundless grace Himself, a ransom for our race. 4 " Behold ! I come" (the Saviour cries, With love and duty in his eyes) " I come to bear the heavy load " Of sins, and do thy will, my God. 5 " Mine ear is open'd to thy voice, " My heart delighted with thy choice : fc< Pleas'd, I assume a fleshly form, " Akin to man, that dying worm. 6 " 'Tis written in thy great decree ; " 'Tis in thy book foretold of me ; " I must fulfil the Saviour's part ; " And lo ! thy law is in my heart. 7 " I'll magnify thy holy law, " And rebels to obedience draw ; " When on my cross I'm lifted high, " Or to my crown above the sky. 8 " The Spirit shall descend and show " What thou hast done, and what I do : 7# ' 78 PSALM XLI, XLII. " The wond'ring world shall learn thy grace, " Thy wisdom and thy righteousness." PSALM 41. L. M. Charity to the poor. 1 DLEST is the man whose bowels move, -" And melt with pity to the poor ; Whose soul, by sympathising love, Feels what his fellow-saints endure. 2 His heart contrives, for their relief, More good than his own hands can do : He, in the time of gen'ral grief, Shall find the Lord has bowels too. 3 His soul shall live secure on earth, With secret blessings on his head ; When drought, and pestilence, and dearth. Around him multiply their dead. 4 Or, if he languish on his couch, God will pronounce his sins forgiv'n ; Will save him with a healing touch, Or take his willing soul to heav'n. PSALM 42. First Part. C. M. Desertion and hope. 1 IS pants the hart for cooling streams, -lV When heated in the chase; So longs my soul, () God, for thee, And thy refreshing grace. 2 For thee, my God, the living God* My thirsty soul doth pine : ()! when shall I behold ihv lace, Thou majesty divine ? 3 Tears arc my constant food, while thuP Insulting toes upbraid ; "Deluded wretch! where is thy God ? "And where his promis'd aid f" PSALM XLII. 79 4 'Tis with a mournful pleasure now I think on ancient days ; Then to thy house did numbers go, And all our work was praise. 5 But why's my soul sunk down- so far Beneath this heavy load Why do my thoughts indulge despair. And sin against my God I 6 Hope in the Lord, whose mighty hand Can all thy woes remove : For I shall yet before him stand, And sing restoring love. PSALM 42. Second Part. L. M. Hope in affliction. 1 "IV/f Y spirit sinks within me, Lord, -L*-"- But I will call thy name to mind : And times of past distress record, When I have found my God was kind. 2 Huge troubles, with tumultuous noise, Swell like a sea, and round me spread ; Thy water-spouts drown all my joys, And rising waves roll o'er my head. 3 Yet will the Lord command his love. When I address his throne by day, Nor in the night his grace remove : The night shall hear me sing and pray. 4 I'll cast myself before his feet, And say, " My God, my heav'nly Rock ! " Why doth thy love so long forget " The soul, that groans beneath thy stroke?" 5 I'll chide my heart that sinks so low ; Why should my soul indulge her grief? Hope in the Lord, and prai.se him too : He is my rest, niv sure relief. 80 PSALM XL1II. 6 Thy light and truth shall guide me still : Thy word shall rny best thoughts employ, And lead me to thine heav'nly hill, My God, my most exceeding joy. PSALM 43. P. M. Complaint mingled with hope. 1 1%/JY God, defend my cause ■*-▼-*- Against a host of foes: O ! save me from th' unjust, Who triumph in my woes. Why dost thou faint, My trembling heart ? To God impart Thy sad complaint. 2 Why dost thou, O my shield, Desert me thus forlorn ? Why, hated and oppress'd, Thus bid me ceaseless mourn? To God I fly ; In God I'll trust, When low in dust My head shall lie. 3 Now to thy sacred house With joy direct my feet ; Where saints, with morning vows, In full assembly meet. Thy power divine Shall there be shown, And from thy throne Thy mercy shine. 4 O ! send thy light abroad : Thy truth with heav'nly ray Shall lead my soul to God, And guide my doubtful way. PSALM XLIV. 81 I'll hear thy word With faith sincere, And learn to fear And praise the Lord. 5 There reach thy bounteous hand, And all my sorrows heal; There health and strength divine O ! make my bosom feel. Like balmy dew, Shall Jesus' voice My bones rejoice, My strength renew. 6 Then in thy holy hill, Before thine altar, Lord, My harp and song shall sound The glories of thy word. Henceforth to thee, O God of grace, A hymn of praise My life shall be. 7 My soul, awake to joy, And triumph in the Lord, My health, my hope, my song, And my divine reward. Ye fears remove : No more I mourn ; But blest, return To sing his love. PSALM 44. C. M. The Churcti 's complaint in persecution 1 ORD, we have heard thy works of old. -" Thy works of pow'r and grace ; When to our ears our fathers told The wonders of their days : 82 PSALM XL1V. 2 How thou didst build thy churches here, And make thy gospel known ; Among them did thine arm appear, Thy light and glory shone. 3 In God they boasted all the day, And in a cheerful throng Did thousands meet to praise and pray, And grace was all their song. 4 But now our souls are seiz'd with shame Confusion fills our face, To hear the enemy blaspheme, And fools reproach thy grace. 5 Yet have we not forgot our God, Nor falsely dealt with heav'n ; Nor have our steps declin'd the road Of duty thou hast giv'n. 6 Tho' dragons all around us roar, With their destructive breath ; And thine own hand has bruis'd us sore Hard by the gates of death. 7 We are expos'd all day to die, As martyrs for thy cause ; As sheep for slaughter, bound we lie By sharp and bloody laws. 8 Awake, arise, Almighty Lord ! Why sleeps thy wonted grace ? Why should we look like men abhorr'd Or banish'd from thy face ? 9 Wilt thou for ever cast us off, And still neglect our cries ? For ever hide thv heav'nly love From our afflicted eyes ? 10 Down to the dust our souls are bow'd, And lie upon the ground; PSALM XLV. 83 Rise for our help, rebuke the proud, And all their pow'rs confound. 1 1 Redeem us from perpetual shame, Our Saviour and our God : We plead the honours of thy name, The merits of thy blood. PSALM 45. First Part. L. M. The glory of Christ. 1 I^TOW be my heart inspir'd to sing -L^l The glories of my Saviour King, Jesus the Lord ; how heav'nly fair His form ! how bright his beauties are ! 2 O'er all the sons of human race, He shines with a superior grace ; Love from his lips divinely flows, And blessings all his state compose. 3 Dress thee in arms, most mighty Lord ! Gird on the terror of thy sword ! In majesty and glory ride, With truth and meekness at thy side. 4 Thine anger, like a pointed dart, Shall pierce the foes of stubborn heart : Or words of mercy, kind and sweet, Shall melt the rebels at thy feet. 5 Thy throne, O God, for ever stands : Grace is the sceptre in thy hands : Thy laws and works are just and right ; Justice and grace are thy delight. 6 O God, thy God has richly shed His oil of gladness on thy head, And with his sacred Spirit blest Th' eternal Son above the rest. 84 PSALM XLV, XLVI. PSALM 45. Second Part. L. M. The beauty of the Church, the Bride. 1 HPHE King of saints how fair his face, -"- Adorn'd with majesty and grace ! He comes with blessings from above, And wins the nations with his love. 2 At his right hand our eyes behold The queen array'd in purest gold : The world admires her heav'nly dress ; Her robe of joy and righteousness. 3 He forms her beauties like his own, He calls and seats her near his throne ; Fair stranger, let thy heart forget The idols of thy native state. 4 So shall the King the more rejoice In thee, the fav'rite of his choice ; Let him be lov'd, and yet ador'd : For he's thy Maker and thy Lord. 5 O happy hour ! when thou shalt rise To his fair palace in the skies ; And all thy sons (a numerous train) Each, like a prince, in glory reign. 6' Let endless honours crown his head ; Let ev'ry age his praises spread; While we with cheerful songs approve The condescension of his love. PSALM 46. First Part. L. M. The safety of the Church. 1 f^ OD is our refuge in distress, ^-" A present help when dangers press. On him for safety we reJied: And in his strength we xn ill confide ; 2 Tho1 earth were from her centre tost, And mountains in the ocean lost ; PSALM XLVI. 85 Or lofty hills from their abode, Torn piece-meal by the roaring flood. 3 Let angry waves together roll'd Rage on with fury uncontroll'd ; We will net fear, whilst we depend On God, who is our constant friend. 4 A gentler stream, that ever flows, And joy to all around bestows, The city of the Lord shall fill, The city where he's worshipp'd still. 5 God dwells in Zion, whose strong tow'rs Shall mock th' assault of earthly pow'rs ; And his almighty aid is nigh, To those who on his strength rely. PSALM 46. Second Part. L. M. The Churches safety amid national distress. 1 ET Sion in her King rejoice, -" Tho' tyrants rage, and kingdoms rise ; He utters his almighty voice, The nations melt, the tumult dies. 2 The Lord of old for Jacob fought, And Jacob's God is still our aid : Behold the works his hand hath wrought, What desolations he hath made ! 3 From sea to sea thro' all the shores, He makes the noise of battles cease ; When from on high his thunder roars, He awes the trembling world to peace. 4 He breaks the bow, he cuts the spear ; Chariots he burns with heav'nlv flame : Keep silence all the earth, and hear The sound and glorv of his name. 8 86 PSALM XLVII. 5 " Be still, and learn that I am God, " I'll be exalted o'er the lands ; u I will be known and fear'd abroad, " But still my throne in Zion stands." 6 O Lord of hosts, Almighty King ; While we so near thy presence dwell, Our faith shall sit secure, and sing Defiance to the gates of hell. PSALM 47. C. M. Christ ascending and reigning. 1 £\ FOR a shout of sacred joy, ^^ To God the sovereign King ! Let ev'ry land their tongues employ, And hymns of triumph sing. 2 Jesus, Our God, ascends on high ; His heav'nly guards around Attend him rising thro' the sky, With trumpet's joyful sound. 3 While angels shout and praise their King, Let mortals learn their strains : Let all the earth his honours sing ; O'er all the earth he reigns. 4 Rehearse his praise with awe profound, Let knowledge lead the song ; Nor mock him with a solemn sound Upon a thoughtless tongue. 5 In Israel stood his ancient throne, He lov'd that chosen race; But now he calls the world his own, And heathens taste his grace. G These western climes are all the Lord's, Here Abraham's God is known; While pow'rs and princes, shields and swords, Submit before his throne. PSALM XLVIII. 87 PSALM 48. First Part. S. M. The Church is the honour and safety of a nation. 1 pi REAT is the Lord our God, ^~* And let his praise be great; He makes his churches his abode, His most delightful seat. 2 These temples of his grace, How beautiful they stand ! The honour of our native place, And bulwarks of our land. 3 In Zion God is known, A refuge in distress : How bright hath his salvation shone Thro' all her palaces ! 4 When Kings against her join'd, And saw the Lord was there, In wild confusion of the mind They fled with hasty fear. 5 When navies tall and proud Attempt to spoil our peace, He sends his tempests roaring loud, And sinks them in the seas. 6 Oft have our fathers told • Our eyes have often seen ; How well our God secures the fold, Where his own sheep have been. 7 In ev'ry new distress, We'll to his house repair : We'll think upon his wond'rous grace, And seek deliv'rance there. PSALM 48. Second Part. S. M. The worship and order of the Church. 1 l^AR as thy name is known, -*- The world declares thy praise* 88 PSALM XLIX. Thy saints, O Lord, before thy throne, Their songs of honour raise. 2 With joy thy people stand On Zion's chosen hill, Proclaim the wonders of thy hand, And counsels of thy will. 3 Let strangers walk around The city where we dwell, Compass and view thy holy ground, And mark the building well ; 4 The orders of thv house, The worship of thy court, The cheerful songs, the solemn vows, And make a fair report. 5 How decent and how wise ! How glorious to behold, Beyond the pomp that charms the eyes, And rites adorn'd with gold ! 6 The God we worship now, Will guide us till we die ; Will be our God while here below, And ours above the sky. PSALM 49. First Part. C. M. The vanity of life and riches. 1 VM/TIY doth the man of riches grow ™ » To insolence and pride, To see his wealth and honours How With ev'ry rising tide \ 2 Why doth he treat the poor with scorn, Made of the self-same clay; And boast as tho' his flesh an err born Of better dust than thej I 3 Not all his treasures call procure I lis soul a short re j >ri< *\ t* ; PSALM XL1X. 89 Redeem from death one guilty hour, Or make his brother live. 4 Life is a blessing can't be sold, The ransom is too high ; Justice will ne'er be brib'd with gold, That man may never die. 5 He sees the brutish and the wise, The tim'rous and the brave, Quit their possessions, close their eyes, And hasten to the grave. 6 Yet 'tis his inward thought and pride, u My house shall ever stand ; " And that my name may long abide, " I'll give it to my land." 7 Vain are his thoughts, his hopes are lost. How soon his mem'ry dies ! His name is buried in the dust, Where his own carcass lies. 8 This is the folly of their way ; And yet their sons, as vain, Approve the words their fathers say, And act their works a\ ill I teach the world thy ways : Sinners shall learn thy sov'reign grace ; I'll lead them to my Saviour's blood, And they shall praise a pard'ning God. 8 O ! may thy love inspire my tongue ; Salvation shall be all my song : And all my pow'r s shall join to bless The Lord, my strength and righteousness. PSALM 52. First Part. L. M. The destruction of tyrants and persecutors. 1 "V\/rHY should the haughty tyrant boast, * * His vengeful arm, his warlike host I While blood deliles his cruel hand, And desolation wastes the land. 2 He joys to hear the captive's cry, The widow's groan, the orphan's sigh; And when the weary sword would spare, His falsehood spreads the fatal snare. 3 He triumphs in the deeds of wrong, And arms with rage his impious tongue ; With pride proclaims his dreadful pow'r, And bids the trembling world adore. 4 But God is good, and with a frown, Casts to the dust his honours down : The righteous, freed, their hopes recall, And hail the proud oppressor's fall 5 How low the persecutor lies, Who dar'd th' eternal pow'r despise; And vainly strove, with impious joy, The church and nation to destroy ! C We praise the Lord, who heard oui cries, And sent salvation from the skies: The saints who saw our mournful days. Shall join our grateful songs of praise. PSALM LII, LIII. 97 PSALM 52. Second Part. L. M. The experience of the Lord's people in his house. 1 4 WORD in season, spoke with pow'r, •£** Pve often heard within these walls ; But none surpassing, what this hour Attends the precious gospel calls. 2 When Christ unveils his lovely face, x\nd grace for grace is largely giv'n ; A glory shines, which makes this place The house of God, the gate of heav'n. 3 Here, in thy courts, let me be seen, Growing in faith, and hope, and love ; Like olive fair, and fresh, and green, And rip'ning for the world above. 4 Here will I view thy glory, Lord, And songs for all thy goodness raise : Here will I wait to hear thy word, And join with saints who sing thy praise. PSALM 53. First Part. L. M. Practical atheism. 1 " HPHERE is a God," all nature cries : -*: The heav'ns and earth this truth con fess ; Yet this, the atheist fool denies, And dares his impious thoughts express. 2 The Lord, from his celestial tow'r, Look'd down, the sons of men to view ; To see if any own'd his pow'r, If any truth and justice knew. 3 But all he saw were gone aside, „ All, in their hearts, were atheists grown ; None took religion for their guide, Not one did God his sov'reign own. 9 98 PSALM LIII, LIV. 4 O wretched state ! how fall'n are men ! How guilty, helpless, lost, and dead ! They're all concluded under sin, Their hope is gone, their peace is fled. 5 To such, the Lord his gospel sends; For these, a Saviour he appoints ; To them his grace with pow'r extends ; And changes atheists into saints. PSALM 53. Second Part. C. M. Deliverance from persecution. 1 4 RE all the foes of Zion fools, 1 V Who thus devour her saints ? Do they not know her Saviour rules, And pities her complaints ? 2 They shall be seiz'd with sad surprise : For God's avenging arm Scatters the bones of them, that rise To do his children harm. 3 In vain the sons of Satan boast Of armies in array : When God has first dispers'd their host, They fall an easy prey, 4 O for a word from Zion's King, Her captives to restore ! Jacob with all his tribes shall sing, And Judah weep no more. PSALM 54. P. M. The folly of persecutors. — Security of Saints. 1 1%/TY God, preserve my soul ; -!-▼-*- O make my spirit whole: To save me let thy strength appear. Strangers my slcps surround; Their pride and rage confound, And bring thy great salvation near* PSALM LV. 99 2 Those that against me rise Are aliens from the skies : They hate thy church and kingdom, Lord* They mock thy fearful name : They glory in their shame,- Nor heed the wonders of thy word. 3 But O thou King divine, My chosen friends are thine, The men, that still my soul sustain : Wilt thou my foes subdue, And form their hearts anew, And snatch them from eternal pain ? 4 Escap'd from ev'ry woe, O ! grant me, here below, To praise thy name with those I love : And, when beyond the skies, Our souls unbodied rise, Unite us in the realms above. PSALM 55. First Part, C. M. Support for the afflicted and tempted soul. 1 f\ GOD, my refuge, hear my cries, ^-^ Behold my flowing tears : For earth and hell my hurt devise, And triumph in my fears. 2 Their rage is levell'd at my life ; My soul with guilt they load ; And fill my thoughts with inward strife, To shake my hope in God. 3 With inward pain my heart-strings sound, I groan with ev'ry breath : Horror and fear beset me round, Among the shades of death. 4 O ' were I like a feather'd dove, Soon would I stretch my wings ; 100 PSALM LV. And fly, and make a long remove From all these restless things. 5 Let me to some wild desert go, And find a peaceful home ; Where storms of malice never blow, Temptations never come. 6 Vain hopes, and vain inventions all, To 'scape the rage of hell ! The mighty God on whom I call, Can save me here as well. PSALM 55. Second Part. S. M. Daily devotions. 1 ET sinners take their course, -*-^ And choose the road to death ; But in the worship of my God I'll spend my daily breath. 2 My thoughts address his throne, When morning brings the light : I seek his blessing ev'ry noon, And pay my vows at night. 3 Thou wilt regard my cries, O my eternal God ! While sinners perish in surprise, Beneath thine angry rod. 4 Because they dwell at ease, And no sad changes feel; They neither fear nor trust thy name, Nor learn to do thy will. 5 But I with all my cares, Will lean upon the Lord: I'll cast my burdens on his arm, And rest upon his word. 6 His arm shall well sustain The children of his love; PSALM LVI. 101 The ground on which their safety stands, No earthly pow'r can move. PSALM 56. First Part. C. M. Trust in God under slanderous imputations. 1 f\ THOU whose justice reigns on high, " And makes th' oppressor cease ; Behold ! how envious sinners try To vex and break my peace. 2 The sons of violence and lies Join to devour me, Lord ; But as my hourly dangers rise, My refuge is thy word. 3 In God, most holy, just, and true, I have repos'd my trust ; Nor will I fear what flesh can do, The offspring of the dust. 4 They wrest my words to mischief still, Charge me with unknown faults : Mischief doth all their counsels fill, And malice all their thoughts. 5 Shall they escape without thy frown ? Must their devices stand ? O ! cast the haughty sinner down, And let him know thy hand ! PSALM 56. Second Part. C. M. God\s care of his people. 1 |~^ OD counts the sorrows of his saints, ^~* Their groans affect his ears : Thou hast a book for my complaints, A bottle for my tears. 2 When to thy throne I raise my cry, The wicked fear and flee ; So swift is pray'r to reacli the sky, So near is God to me. 9* 102 PSALM LVII. 3 In thee, most holy, just, and true, I have repos'd my trust ; Nor will I fear what man can do, The offspring of the dust. 4 Thy solemn vows are on me, Lord, Thou shalt receive my praise ; I'll sing, " How faithful is thy word ! " How righteous all thy ways !" 5 Thou hast secur'd my soul from death , O ! set thy pris'ner free : That heart and hand, and life and breath May be employ'd for thee. PSALM 57. L. M. Providence praised. 1 1%/I"Y God, in whom are all the springs ^.TJL Of boundless love, and grace unknown , Hide me beneath thy spreading wings, Till the dark cloud is overblown. 2 Up to the heav'ns I send my cry, The Lord will my desires perform : He sends his angels from the sky, And saves me from the threat'ning storm. 3 Be thou exalted, O my God ! Above the heav'ns where angels dwell : Thy pow'r on earth be known abroad, Let land to land thy wonders tell. 4 My heart is fix'd ; my song shall raise Immortal honours to thy name : Awake, my tongue, to sound his praise, My tongue, the glory of my frame. 5 High o'er the earth his mercy reigns. And reaches to the utmost sky : His truth to endless years remains, When lower worlds dissolve and die. PSALM LVIII. 103 6 Be thou exalted, O my God ! Above the heav'ns where angels dwell : Thy pow'r on earth be known abroad, And land to land thy wonders tell. PSALM 58. P. M. Warning to magistrates. 1 TUDGES, who rule the world by laws, ** Will ye despise the righteous cause, When vile oppression wastes the land ? Dare ye condemn the righteous poor, And let rich sinners 'scape secure, While gold and greatness bribe your hand? 2 Forgot ye then, or never knew, That God Avill judge the judges too ? High in the heav'ns his justice reigns : Yet you invade the rights of God, And send your bold decrees abroad, To bind the conscience in your chains. 3 A poison'd arrow is your tongue, The arrow sharp, the poison strong, And death attends where'er it wounds ; You hear no counsels, cries, nor tears ; So the deaf adder stops her ears Against the pow'r of charming sounds. 4 Break out their teeth, eternal God ! Those teeth of lions, dy'd in blood ; And crush the serpents in the dust : As empty chaff, when whirlwinds rise, Before the sweeping tempests flies, So let their names and hopes be lost. 5 The Almighty thunders from the sky, Their grandeur melts, their titles die, As hills of snow dissolve and run; 104 PSALM L1X. Or snails that perish in their slime, Or births that come before their time, Vain births, that never see the sun. 6 Thus shall the vengeance of the Lord, Safety and joy to saints afford : And all that hear shall join and say, " Sure there's a God that rules on high, " A God that hears his children cry, •4 And will their sufPrings well repay." PSALM 59. S. M. Prayer against invading foes. 1 1^ ROM foes that round us rise, -*- O God of heav'n, defend ; Who brave the vengeance of the skies, And with thy saints contend. 2 Behold ! from distant shores And desert wilds thev come, Combine for blood their barb'rous force, And thro' our cities roam. 3 Beneath the silent shade, Their secret plots they lay ; Our peaceful walls by night invade, And waste the fields by day. 4 And will the God of grace, Regardless of our pain, Permit secure that impious race To riot in their reign ? 5 In vain their secret guile, Or open force, they prove: His eye can pierce the deepest veil; His hand their strength remove. 6 Yet save them, Lord, from death, Lest we forget their doom ; PSALM LX. 105 But drive them with thine angry breath, Thro' distant lands to roam. 7 Then shall our grateful voice Proclaim our guardian God ; The nations round the earth rejoice, And sound thy praise abroad. PSALM 60. C. M. On a day of humiliation in war. 1 T" ORD, thou hast scourg'd our guilty land ; -" Behold, thy people mourn ! Shall vengeance ever guide thy hand ? Shall mercy ne'er return ? 2 Beneath the terrors of thine eye, Earth's haughty tow'rs decay ; Thy frowning mantle spreads the sky, And mortals melt away. 3 Our Zion trembles at thy stroke, And dreads thy lifted hand ! O ! heal the nation thou hast broke, And save the sinking land. 4 Exalt the banner in the field, For those that fear thy name ; From barb'rous hosts thy people shield, And put our foes to shame. 5 Attend our armies to the fight, And be their guardian God : In vain shall num'rous pow'rs unite, Against thy lifted rod. 6 Our troops, beneath thy guiding hand, Shall gain a glad renown : 'Tis God who makes the feeble stand, And treads the mighty down. 106 PSALM LXL PSALM 61. First Part. S. M. Refuge in God. 1 ^V17HEN,overwhelm'd witli grief, * T My heart within me dies ; Helpless and far from all relief, To heav'n I lift mine eyes. 2 O lead me to the rock, That's high above my head ; And make the covert of thy wings, My shelter and my shade. 3 Within thy presence, Lord, For ever I'll abide : Thou art the tow'r of my defence, - The refuge where I hide. 4 Thou givest me the lot Of those that fear thy name : If endless life be their reward, I shall possess the same. PSALM 61. Second Part. L. M. Jesus our king. 1 1%/JY soul of thy protection sure, i-'A Against her foes shall rest secure ; For thou, O God, hast heard my vows, And brought me joyful to thy house. 2 With all thy saints I'll strive to sing The glories of my heav'nly King ; Whom thou in mercy didst ordain, Should o'er thy chosen people reign. 3 Jesus shall live for ever blest, And give his people peace and rest ; His years shall last, and God will own His righteous sceptre, and his throne. 4 O let thy truth prepare the way ; In mercy, Lord, extend his sway : PSALM LXII, LXIII. 107 Thus we'll devote our future days, To pay our vows and sing thy praise. PSALM 62. L. M. Faith in the grace and power of the Redeemer. 1 IVfY spirit looks to God alone ; -L*-*- My rock and refuge is his throne ; In all my fears, in all my straits, My soul on his salvation waits. 2 Trust him, ye saints, in all your ways, Pour out your hearts before his face : When helpers fail, and foes invade, God is our all-sufficient aid. 3 False are the men of high degree, The baser sort are vanity ; Laid in the balance, both appear Light as a puff of empty air. 4 Make not increasing gold your trust, Nor set your hearts on glitt'ring dust; Why will ye grasp the fleeting smoke, And not believe what God has spoke ? 5 Once hath his awful voice declar'd, Once and again my ears have heard, " All povv'r is his eternal due ; " He must be fear'd and trusted too." 6 For sovreign pow'r reigns not alone, Grace is a partner of the throne : Thy grace and justice, mighty Lord, Shall well divide our last reward. PSALM 63. First Part. C. M. hordes day morning. J |^ ARLY, my God, without delay, -" I haste to seek thy face ; My thirsty spirit faints away, Without thy cheering grace. 108 PSALM LXIII. 2 I've seen thy glory and thy pow'r, Thro' all thy temples shine : My God, repeat that heav'nly hour, That vision so divine. 3 Not life itself, with all its joys, Can my best passions move ; Or raise so high my cheerful voice, As thy forgiving love. 4 Thus till my last expiring day I'll bless my God and king ; Thus will I lift my hands to pray, And tune my lips to sing. PSALM 63. Second Part. L. M. Delight in God and his worship. 1 f^ REAT God, indulge my humble claim, ^J Thou art my hope, my joy, my rest ; The glories, that compose thy name, Stand all engag'd to make me blest. 2 Thou Great and Good, thou Just and Wise, Thou art my Father and my God ; And I am thine by sacred ties, Thy son, thy servant, bought with blood. 3 With early feet I love t' appear Among thy saints, and seek thy face ; Oft have I seen thy glory there, And felt the pow'r of sov'reign grace. 4 Not fruits nor wines that tempt our taste, Nor all the joys our senses know, Could make iue so divinely blest. Or raise my cheerful passions so. 5 My life itself, without thy love. No taste of pleasure could afford ; Twould but a tiresome burden prove, If I were banish'd from the Lord. PSALM LXIII, LXIV. 109 6 Amidst the wakeful hours of night, When busy cares afflict my head ; One thought of thee gives new delight, And adds refreshment to my bed. 7 I'll lift my hands, I'll raise my voice, While I have breath to pray, or praise , This work shall make my heart rejoice, And bless the remnant of my days. PSALM 63. 'Third Part. S. M. Seeking God. 1 1%/I~Y God, permit my tongue If A This joy, to call thee mine ; And let my early cries prevail To taste thy love divine. 2 My thirsty fainting soul Thy mercy does implore ; Not travellers in desert lands Can pant for water more. 3* Within thy churches, Lord, I long to find my place ; Thy pow'r and glory to behold, And feel thy quick'ning grace, 4 Since thou hast been my help, To thee my spirit flies ; And on thy watchful providence, My cheerful hope relies. 5 The shadow of thy wings My soul in safety keeps ; L follow where mv Father leads, And he supports my steps. PSALM 64. L. M. Seeking deliverance from enemies. 1 #^ REAT God, attend to my complaint.. ^" Nor let my drooping spirit faint : 10 110 PSALM LXV. When foes in secret spread the snare, Let my salvation be thy care. 2 Shield me without, and guard within, From vile temptations and from sin ; May envy, lust, and pride depart, And heav'nly grace expand my heart. 3 Thy justice and thy pow'r display, And scatter far thy foes away ; While list'ning nations learn thy word, And saints, triumphant, bless the Lord. 4 Then shall thy Church exalt her voice, And all that love thy name rejoice : By faith approach thine awful throne, And plead the merits of thy Son. PSALM 65. First Part. C. M. A prayer-hearing God. 1 D RAISE waits in Zion, Lord, for thee; ■*■ There shall our vows be paid : Thou hast an ear when sinners pray ; All flesh shall seek thine aid. 2 Lord, our iniquities prevail, But pard'ning grace is thine ; And thou wilt grant us pow'r and skill To conquer cv'ry sin. 2 Blest are the men whom thou wilt choose To bring them near thy face; Give them a dwelling in thy house. To feast upon thy grace. 4 In answ'ring what thy church requests, Thy truth and terror shine; And works of dreadful righteousness Fulfil thy kind design. 5 Thus shall the wond'ring nations sec The Lord is good and just ; PSALM LXV. Ill And distant islands fly to thee, And make thy name their trust. 6 They dread thy glitt'ring tokens, Lord, When signs in hcav'n appear; But they shall learn thy holy word, And love as well as fear. PSALM 65. Second Part. C. M. The providence of God in air, earth, and sea. 1 'nniS by thy strength the mountains stand, -■- God of eternal pow'r; The sea grows calm at thy command, And tempests cease to roar. 2 Thy morning light and ev'ning shade Successive comforts bring ; Thy plenteous fruits make harvest glad, Thy flow'rs adorn the spring. 3 Seasons and times, and months, and hours, Heav'n, earth, and air are thine; When clouds distil in fruitful show'rs, The Author is divine. 4 Those wand'ring cisterns in the sky, Borne by the winds around, With wat'ry treasures well supply The furrows of the ground. 5 The thirsty ridges drink their fill, And ranks of corn appear ; Thy ways abound with blessings still, Thy goodness crowns the year. PSALM 65. Third Part. P. M. The 'providence of God in the seasons. I Of OW pleasing is thy voice, ■*•*■ O Lord, our heav'nly King, That bids the frosts retire, And wakes the lovely spring ! 112 PSALM LXV. The rains return, the ice distils, And plains and hills forget to mourn. 2 The loftv mountains stand, Establish'd by thine arm : Thy voice the ocean stills, The tumult, and the storm. Thro' earth and skies, with terror spread, Thy tokens dread, all lands surprise. 3 The morn, with glory crown'd, Thy hand arrays in smiles ; Thou bid'st the eve decline, Rejoicing o'er the hills. Soft suns ascend ; the mild wind blows ; And beauty glows to earth's far end. 4 Thou mak'st the pasture green ; Thou call'st the flocks abroad ; The springing corn proclaims The footsteps of our God. Both bird and beast partake thy care, And happy share the gen'ral feast. 5 Thy show'rs make soft the fields ; On ev'ry side, behold ! The rip'ning harvests wave Their loads of richest gold. The lab'rers sin£ with cheerful voice, And, blest, rejoice in God their King. 6 The thunder is his voice ; His arrows blazing fires; He glows in yonder sun, And smiles in starry choirs. The balmy breeze bis breath perfumes; His beauty blooms, in flow'rs and trees. 7 With life he clothes the spring; The earth with summer warms; PSALM LXVI. 113 He spreads th' autumnal feast, And rides in wintry storms. His gifts divine thro' all appear, And round the year his glories shine PSALM 66. First Part. C. M. Almighty and, gracious Providence. 1 ^ING, all ye nations, to the Lord, ^ Sing with a joyful noise ; With melody of sound record His honours, and your joys. 2 Say to the Pow'r that shakes the sky, " How terrible art thou ! " Sinners before thy presence fly, " Or at thy feet they bow." 3 He rules by his resistless might ; Will rebel mortals dare Provoke th' Eternal to the fight, And tempt that dreadful war ? 4 O bless our God, and never cease ; Ye saints, fulfil his praise ; He keeps our life, maintains our peace ; And guides our doubtful ways. 5 Lord, thou hast prov'd our suff'ring souls, To make our graces shine : So silver bears the burning coals, The metal to refine. 6 Thro' wat'ry deeps, and fiery ways, We march at thy command, Led, to possess the promis'd place, By thine unerring hand. PSALM 66. Second Part. C. M. Praise to God for hearing prayer. I TVTOW shall my solemn vows be paid ■^ To that Almighty Pow'r, 10 •x- 114 PSALM LXVII. Who heard the long requests I made In mv distressful hour. 2 My lips and cheerful heart prepare To make his mercies known : Come, ye that fear my God, and hear The wonders, he hath done. 3 When on my head huge sorrows fell, I sought his heav'nly aid ; He sav'd my sinking soul from hell, And death's eternal shade. 4 If sin lay cover'd in my heart, While pray'r employ'd my tongue, The Lord had shown ine no regard, Nor I his praises sung. 5 But God (his name be ever blest) Hath set my spirit free ; Nor turn'd from him my poor request, Nor turn'd his heart from me. PSALM 67. C. M. The prosperity of the nation, and increase of the church, 1 ^HINE on our land, Jehovah, shine, ^- With beams of heav'nly grace ! Reveal thy pow'r thro' all our coasts, And show thy smiling face. 2 Here fix thy throne exalted high, And, here, our glory stand; And, like a wall of guardian lire, Surround thv lav'rite land. 3 When shall thy name from shore to shore Sound all the earth abroad, And distant nations know and love Their Saviour and their God ! 4 Sing to the Lord, ye distant lands, Sing loud with solemn voice; PSALM LXVIII. 115 Let thankful tongues exalt his praise, And thanktiil hearts rejoice. 5 He, the great Lord, the sov'reign Judge, That sits enthron'd above, Wisely commands the worlds, he made, In justice and in love. 6 Earth shall confess her Maker's hand, And yield a full increase : Our God will crown his chosen land With fruitfulness and peace. 7 God, the Redeemer, scatters round His choicest favours here ; While the creation's utmost bound Shall see, adore, and fear. PSALM G8. First Part. L. M. Majesty and compassion of God. 1 ET God arise in all his might, J-^ And put the troops of hell to flight ; As smoke, that sought to cloud the skies Before the rising tempest flies. 2 He rides and thunders thro' the sky ; His name Jehovah sounds on high ; Sing to his name, ye sons of grace : Ye saints, rejoice before his face. 3 The widow and the fatherless Fly to his aid in sharp distress ; In him, the poor and helpless find A Judge, that's just, a Father kind. 4 He breaks the captive's heavy chain, And pris'ners see the light again ; But rebels, that dispute his will, Shall dwell in chains and darkness still. 5 Kingdoms and thrones to God belong ; Crown him, ye nations, in your song : 116 PSALM LXVIII. His wond'roiis names and pow'rs rehearse; His honours shall enrich your verse. 0 He shakes the heav'ns with loud alarms 3 low terrible is God in arms! In Israel are his mercies known, Israel is his peculiar throne. 7 Proclaim him King, pronounce him blest ; lie's your defence, your joy, your rest : When terrors rise, and nations faint, God is the strength of ev'ry saint. PSALM 68. Second Part. L. M. The ascension of Christ, and the gift of the Spirit. 1 OKI), when thou didst ascend on high, -■^ Ten thousand angels fill'd the sky: Those heav'nly guards around thee wait, Like chariots, that attend thy state. 2 Not Sinai's mountain could appear More glorious when the Lord was there ; While he pronoune'd his dreadful law, And struck the chosen tribes with awe. 3 How bright the triumph none can tell, When the rebellious pow'rs of hell, That thousand souls had captive made, Were all in chains like captives led. 4 Rais'd by his Father to the throne, He sent the promis'd Spirit down, With gifts and grace; for rebel men, That God might dwell oil earth again* PSALM 68. Third Pari. L. M. Common and special mercies acknoipledged* I "VVT L bless 1 1 1 c - Lord, the just, the good, " ™ Who fills our hearts w ith joy and food Who pours his blessings from the skies, And loads our days with rich supplies. PSALM LXIX. 117 I He sends the sun his circuit round, To cheer the fruits, to warm the ground ; He bids the clouds, with plenteous rain. Refresh the thirsty earth again. 3 'Tis to his care we owe our breath, And all our near escapes from death : Safety and health to God belong, He heals the weak, and guards the strong 4 He makes the saint and sinner prove The common blessings of his love : But the wide difference that remains, Is endless joy, and endless pains. 5 The Lord that bruis'd the serpent's head. On all the serpent's seed shall tread : The stubborn sinner's hope confound, And smite him with a lasting wound. 6 But his right hand his saints shall raise From the deep earth, or deeper seas ; And bring them to his courts above : There shall they taste his special love. PSALM 69. First Part, L. M. Christ'' s passion. 1 F\EEP in our hearts let us record •U The deeper sorrows of our Lord ; Behold ! the rising billows roll, To overwhelm his holy soul. 2 In long complaints he spends his breath, While hosts of hell, and pow'rs of death. And all the sons of malice join To execute their curs'd design. CD 3 Yet, gracious God, thy pow'r and love Have made the curse a blessing prove: Those dreadful suff'rings of thy Son Aton'd for sins which we had done. 118 PSALM LXIX. 4 The pangs of our expiring Lord The honours of thy law restor'd : His sorrows made thy justice known, And paid for follies, not his own. 5 O for his sake our guilt forgive, And let the mourning sinner live ! The Lord will hear us in his name, Nor shall our hope be turn'd to shame. PSALM G9. Second Part. L. M. The sufferings and zeal of Christ. 1 v |H WAS for my sake, eternal God, -*- Thy Son sustained that heavy load Of base reproach, and sore disgrace ; And shame defil'd his sacred face. 2 The Jews, his brethren and his kin, Abus'd the man that check'd their sin ; While he fulfill'd thy holy laws, They hate him, but without a cause. 3 " My Father's house," said he, " was made " A place for worship, not for trade:" Then scatt'rincr all their £old and brass, He scourg'd the merchants from the place 4 Zeal for the temple of his God Consinn'd his life, expos'd his blood; Reproaches, at thy glory thrown, lie felt, and mourn'd them as his own. 5 His friends forsook, his foilow'rs iled, While foes and arms surround his head ; They curse him with a sland'rous tongue, And the false judge maintains the wrong. 6 I lis life they load with hateful lies, And charge his lips with blasphemies ; They nail him to the shameful tree: > There hung my Lord, who died for me. PSALM LXIX. 119 7 Wretches, with hearts as hard as stones, Insult his piety and groans ; Gall was the food they gave him there, And mock'd his thirst with vinegar. 8 But God beheld ; and from his throne Mark'd out the men that hate his Son : The hand that rais'd him from the dead, Shall pour due vengeance on their head. PSALM 69. Third Part. C. M. Praise for the obedience and death of Christ. 1 T^ATHER, I sing thy wond'rous grace, Jr I bless my Saviour's name ; He bought salvation for the poor, And bore the sinner's shame. 2 His deep distress hath rais'd us high : His duty and his zeal Fulfill'd the law, which mortals broke, And finish'd all thy will. 3 His dying groans, his living songs Shall better please my God, Than harp's or trumpet's solemn sound, Than goat's or bullock's blood. 4 This shall his humble followers see, And set their hearts at rest : They by his death draw near to thee, And live for ever blest. 5 Let heav'n and all that dwell on hiffh, To God their voices raise ; While lands and seas assist the sky, And join t' advance the praise. 6 Zion is thine, most holy God : Thy Son shall bless her gates ; And glory, purchas'd by his blood, For thine own Israel waits. 120 PSALM LXX, LXXI. PSALM 70. L. M. A prayer of the church for the presence of Christ. 1 £\ THOU, whose hands thekingdom sway ; ^-^ Whom earth, and hell, and heav'n ohey : To help thy chosen sons appear, And show thy pow'r and glory here ! 2 While stupid wretches, sunk in sleep, Slide onward to the fiery deep, To sense, and sin, and madness giv'n, Believe no hell, and wish no heav'n ; 3 While fools deride, while foes oppress, And Zion mourns in deep distress ; Her friends withdraw, her foes grow bold ; Truth fails, and love is waxen cold. 4 O haste, with ev'ry gift inspir'd, With glory, truth, and grace attird, Thou Star of heav'n's eternal morn ; Thou Sun, whom beams divine adorn ! 5 Assert the honour of thy name ; O'erwhelm thy foes with fear and shame Then, send thy Spirit from above, And change their enmity to love. 6 Saints shall be glad before thy face, And grow in faith, in truth, and grace : Thy church shall blossom in thy sight, Yield fruits of peace and pure delight. 7 O hither, then, thy footsteps bend ; Swift as a roe, from hills descend; Mild as the sabbath's cheerful ray, Till life unfolds eternal day ! PSALM 71. First Pari. C. M The aged saint's reflection and hope. 1 1\TV God, my everlasting hope, — ▼ * 1 live upon thy truth ; PSALM LXXI. 121 Thy hands have held my childhood up, And strengthen'd all my youth. 2 My flesh was fashion'd by thy pow'r, With all these limbs of mine ; And, from my mother's painful hour, I've been entirely thine. S Still hath my life new wonders seen Repeated ev'ry year ; Behold ! my days that yet remain, I trust them to thy care. 4 Cast me not off when strength declines, When hoary hairs arise ; And round me let thy glory shine, Whene'er thy servant dies. 5 Then in the hist'ry of my age, When men review my days, They'll read thy love in ev'ry page, In ev'ry line thy praise. PSALM 71. Second Part. C. M. Christ ovr strength and righteousness. L 1%/FY Saviour, my Almighty Friend, ■*-*-*- When I begin thy praise, Where will the growing numbers end, The numbers of thy grace ? 2 Thou art my everlasting trust, Thy goodness I adore ! And, since I knew thy graces first, I speak thy glories more. 3 My feet shall travel all the length Of the celestial road ; And march with courage in thy strength. To see my Father, God. 4 When I am fill'd with sore distress For some surprising sin, U 122 PSALM LXXI. I'll plead thy perfect righteousness, And mention none but thine. 5 How will my lips rejoice to tell The victories of my King ! My soul, redeem'd from sin and hell, Shall thy salvation sing. 6 My tongue shall all the day proclaim My Saviour and my God ; His death hath brought my foes to shame , He sav'd me by his blood. 7 Awake, awake, my tuneful povv'rs, With this delightful song : I'll entertain the darkest hours, Nor think the season long. PSALM 71. Third Part. C. M. The aged christian s prayer and song. 1 i~^ OD of my childhood, and my youth, ^-* The Guide of all my days, I have declar'd thy heav'nly truth, And told thy wond'rous ways. 2 Wilt thou forsake my hoary hairs, And leave my fainting heart ? Who shall sustain my sinking years, If God, my strength, depart ? 3 Let.me thy pow'r and truth proclaim To the surviving age ; And leave a savour of thy name, When I shall quit the stage. 4 The land of silence and of death Attends my next remove : O may these poor remains of breath Teach the wide world thy love ! 5 Thy righteousness is deep and high; Unsearchable thy deeds: PSALM LXXII. 123 Thy glory spreads beyond the sky, And all my praise exceeds. 6 Oft have I heard thy threat'nings roar, And oft endur'd the grief; But when thy hand has prest me sore, Thy grace was my relief. 7 By long experience have I known Thy sov'reign pow'r to save : At thy command, I venture down Securely to the grave. 8 When I lie burred deep in dust, My flesh shall be thy care : These with'ring limbs with thee I trust, To raise them strong and fair. PSALM 72. First Part. L. M. The kingdom of God. 1 f^i REAT God, whose universal sway ^J The known and unknown worlds obey, Now give the kingdom to thy Son, Extend his pow'r, exalt his throne. 2 Thy sceptre well becomes his hands, All heav'n submits to his commands ; His justice shall avenge the poor, And pride and rage prevail no more. 3 With pow'r he vindicates the just, And treads th' oppressor in the dust ; His worship and his fear shall last, Till hours, and years, and time be past. 4 As rain on meadows newly mown, So shall he send his influence down : His grace on fainting souls distils, Like heavenly dew on thirsty hills. 5 The heathen lands, that lie beneath The shades of overspreading death, 124 PSALM LXXII. Revive at his first dawning light, And deserts blossom at the sight. 6 The saints shall flourish in his days, Drest in the robes of joy and praise : Peace, like a river, from his throne, Shall flow to nations yet unknown. PSALM 72. Second Part. L. M. Universal reign of Christ. 1 TESUS shall reign where'er the sun ** Does his successive journeys run ; His kingdom stretch from shore to shore. Till moon shall wax and wane no more. 2 For him shall endless pray'r be made, And praises circle round his head : His name, like sweet perfume, shall rise With ev'ry morning sacrifice. 3 People and realms of ev'ry tongue Dwell on his love with sweetest song ; And infant voices shall proclaim Their early blessings on his name. 4 Blessings abound where'er he reigns, The pris'ner leaps to lose his chains, The weary find eternal rest, And all the sons of want are blest. 5 Where he displays his healing pow'r, Death and the curse are known no more In him the tribes of Adam boast More blessings, than their father lost. 6 Let ev'ry creature rise, .and bring Peculiar honours to our King: Angels descend with songs again, And earth repeat the loud Amen. PSALM LXXII, LXX1II. 125 PSALM 72. Third Part. C. M. The glory of Christ universal and perpetual. 1 ri^HE mem'ry of Christ's glorious name A Thro' endless years shall run ; His spotless fame shall shine as bright And lasting as the sun. 2 In him the nations of the world Shall be completely blest ; And his imputed righteousness By ev'ry tongue confess'd. 3 Then bless'd be God, the mighty Lord, The God whom Israel fears ; Who only, wond'rous in his works, Beyond compare appears. 4 Let earth be with his glory fill'd; For ever bless his name ; Whilst to his praise, the list'ning world Their glad assent proclaim. PSALM 73. First Part. S. M. The mystery of Providence unfolded. 1 O URE there's a righteous God, ^ Nor is religion Vain : Tho' men of vice may boast aloud, And men of grace complain. 2 I saw the wicked rise, And felt my heart repine ; While haughty fools, with scornful eyes, In robes of honour shine. 3 Pamper'd with wanton ease, Their flesh looks full and fair ; Their wealth rolls in like flowing seas, And grows without their care. 4 Free from the plagues and pains, That pious souls endure ; 11* PSALM LXX1II. >ro' all their life oppression reigns, And racks the humble poor. 5 Their impious tongues blaspheme The everlasting God : Their malice blasts the good man's name, And spreads their lies abroad. 6 But I with flowing tears Indulg'd my doubts to rise ; " Is there a God that sees or hears " The things below the skies ?" 7 The tumults of my thought Held me in hard suspense ; Till to thy house my feet were brought, To learn thy justice thence. 8 Thy word with light and pow'r Did my mistake amend ; I view'd the sinners' life before, But here I learn'd their end. 9 On what a slipp'ry steep The thoughtless wretches go ; And, O that dreadful fiery deep, That waits their fall below ! 10 Lord, at thy feet I bow, My thoughts no more repine ; I call my God my portion now, And all my pow'rs are thine PSALM 73. Second Part. C. M. God our portion here and Juroifhr. J A '1 ()!), my supporter, and my hope, ^* My help for ever near ; Thine arm of mercy held me up, When sinking in despair, 2 Thy counsels, Lord, shall guide my feet, Thro* tlii< dark wilderness ; PSALM LXXIV. 127 Thy hand conduct me near thy seat, To dwell before thy face. 3 Were I in heav'n without my God, 'Twould be no joy to me ; And while this earth is my abode, I long for none but thee. 4 What if the springs of life were broke. And flesh and heart should faint ? God is my soul's eternal rock, The strength of ev'ry saint. 5 Behold ! the sinners, that remove Far from thy presence, die : Not all the idol gods they love, Can save them when they cry. 6 But to draw near to thee, my God, Shall be my sweet employ ; My tongue shall sound thy works abroad, And tell the world my joy. PSALM 74. First Part. C. M. The church pleading under sore persecution. 1 "VI^ILL God for ever cast us off? * f His wrath for ever smoke Against the people of his love, His little chosen flock ? 2 Think of the tribes so dearly bought With their Redeemer's blood ; Nor let thy Zion be forgot, Where once thy glory stood. 3 Lift up thy feet, and march in haste ; Aloud our ruin calls : See what a wide and fearful waste Is made within thy walls. 4 Where once thy churches pray'd and sang Thy foes profane ]y roar ; 128 PSALM LXXVI. Over thy gates their ensigns hang, Sad tokens of their pow'r. 5 How are the seats of worship broke ! They tear the buildings down : And he, that deals the heaviest stroke, Procures the ehief renown. G With flames they threaten to destroy Thy children in their nest : " Come, let us burn at onee," they cry, " The temple and the priest." 7 And still to heighten our distress, Thy presence is withdrawn ; Thy wonted signs of pow'r and grace, Thy pow'r and grace are gone. 8 No prophet speaks to calm our woes, The best, the wisest, mourn : And not a friend nor promise, shows The time of thy return. PSALM 74. Second Part, C. M. A Prayer of the church for deliverance from great a ffiictions 1 [TOW long, eternal God, how long, -*. JL Shall men of pride blaspheme ! Shall saints be made their endless song, And bear immortal shame ? 2 Is not the world of nature thine, The darkness and the day? Didst thou not bid the morning shine, And mark the sun his way ? 3 Hath not thy pow'r form'd ev'ry coast, And set the earth its bounds; With summer's heat and winter's frost, J i i their perpetual rounds ? 4 And shall the sons of earth and dust That sacred pow'r blaspheme ? PSALM LXXV. 129 Will not thy hand that form'd them first, Avenge thine injur'd name ? 5 Think on the cov'nant thou hast made, And all thy words of love ; Nor let the birds of prey invade, And vex thy mourning dove. 6 Our foes would triumph in our blood And make our hope their jest : Plead thy own cause, Almighty God, And give thy children rest. PSALM 75. L. M. Praise for national deliverance. 1 nnO thee, most high and holy God, -p To thee our thankful hearts we raise ; Thy works declare thy name abroad, Thy wond'rous works demand our praise. 2 To slav'ry doom'd, thy chosen sons Behold their foes triumphant rise ; And, sore opprest by earthly thrones, They sought the sov'reign of the skies. 3 'Twas then, great God, with equal pow'r Arose thy vengeance and thy grace, To scourge their legions from the shore, And save the remnant of thy race. 4 Thy hand, that form'd the restless main. And rear'd the mountain's awful head, Bade raging seas their course restrain, And desert wilds receive their dead. 5 Such wonders never come by chance, Nor could the wind such blessings blow : 'Tis God the Judge doth one advance, 'Tis God that lays another low. 6 Let haughty tyrants sink their pride, Nor lift so high their scornful head ; 130 PSALM LXXVL But lay their impious thoughts aside, And own the empire God hath made. PSALM ?(). C. M. The Church' 's security in God. 1 [X Judah, God of old was known; -*- His name in Israel great : In Salem stood his holv throne, And Zion was his seat. 2 What are the earth's wide kingdoms else, Than mighty hills of prey? The hill, on which Jehovah dwells More glorious is than they. 3 'Twas Zion's king, who stopt the breath Of captains, and their hosts : The men of might slept fast in death And vain were all their boasts. 4 At thy rebuke, O Jacob's God, Both horse and chariot fell ; Who knows the terrors of thy rod ! Thy vengeance who can tell ! 5 When God in his own sov 'reign ways Comes down to save th' opprest ; The wrath of man shall work his praise. And he'll restrain the rest. 6 Vow to the Lord, and tribute bring, Ye princes fear his frown ; His terror shakes the proudest king And cuts an army down. 7 The thunder of his sharp rebuke Our haughty foes shall feel : The God of Jacob ne'er forsook, But dwells in Zion still. PSALM LXXVII. 131 PSALM 77. First Part. C. M. Melancholy rebuked* i rpo God I cried with mournful voice, A I sought his gracious ear : In the sad hour when troubles rose ; And fill'd my heart with fear. 2 Gloomy my days, and dark my nights ; My soul refus'd relief: I thought on God, the just and wise, But thoughts increas'd my grief. 3 Still I complain'd, and, still opprest, My heart began to break ; My God, thy wrath forbade my rest, And kept my eyes awake. 4 My overwhelming sorrows grew, Till I could speak no more ; Then I within myself withdrew, And call'd thy judgments o'er. 5 I call'd back years and ancient times, When I beheld thy face ; My spirit search'd for secret crimes, That might withhold thy grace. 6 I call'd thy mercies to my mind, Which I enjoy'd before ; And will the Lord no more be kind '( His face appear no more ? 7 Will he for ever cast me off? And will his promise fail ? Hath he forgot his tender love ? Shall anger still prevail ? 8 But we forbid this hopeless thought, This dark, despairing frame; Remembering what thy hand hath wrought, Thy hand is still the same. 132 PSALM LXXVII. 9 I'll think again of all thy ways, \nd talk thy wonders o'er, Thy wonders of recov'ring grace, When flesh could hope no more. 10 Grace dwells with justice on the throne ; And men, that love thy word, Have in thy sanctuary known The counsels of the Lord. PSALM 77. Second Part. C. M. Providence towards ancient Israel improved. 1 " TIOW awful is thy chast'ning rod !" -^-A (May thy own children say) w The great, the wise, the dreadful God, " How holy is his way !" 2 I'll meditate his works of old, The Kin£ that reigns above : I'll hear his ancient wonders told, And learn to trust his love. 3 Long did the house of Jacob lie With Egypt's yoke opprest : Long he delay'd to hear their cry, Nor gave his people rest. 4 Israel, his people and his sheep, Must follow where he calls ; He bids them venture thro' the deep And makes the wave's their walls. 5 The waters saw thee, mighty God ! The waters saw thee come; Backward they fled, and frighted stood, To make4 thine armies room. G Strange was thy journey thro' the sea, Thy footsteps, Lord, unknown t Terrors attend thy wond'rous way, That brings thy mercies down. PSALM LXXV1IL 133 7 He gave them water from the rock ; And safe by Moses' hand, Thro' a dry desert led his flock Home to the promis'd land. PSALM 78. First Part. C. M. Children instructed by the Providence of God. 1 "1 ET children hear the mighty deeds, -" Which God perform'd of old, Which in our younger years we saw, And which our fathers told. 2 He bids us make his glories known ; His works of pow'r and grace : And we'll convey his wonders down Thro' ev'ry rising race. 3 Our lips shall tell them to our sons, And they again to theirs ; That generations yet unborn May teach them to their heirs. 4 Thus shall they learn in God alone Their hope securely stands ; That they may ne'er forget } is works, But practise his commands. PSALM 78. Second Part. C. M. Sins and chastisements of Israel improved. WHAT a stiff, rebellious house Was Jacob's ancient race ! False to their own most solemn vows, And to their Maker's grace. 2 They broke the cov'nant of his love, And did his laws despise ; Forgot the works he wrought, to prove His pow'r before their eyes. 3 They saw the plagues on Egypt light, From his avenging hand* 12 134 PSALM LXXVIII. What dreadful tokens of his might Spread o'er the stubborn land ! 4 They saw him cleave the mighty sea, And march'd in safety through, With wat'ry walls to guard their way, Till they had 'scap'd the foe. 5 A wond'rous pillar mark'd the road, Compos'd of shade and light ; By day it prov'd a shelt'ring cloud, A leading fire by night. 6 He from the rock their thirst supplied ; The gushing waters fell ; And ran in rivers by their side, A constant miracle. 7 Yet they provok'd the Lord most high, And dar'd distrust his hand : " Can he with bread our host supply " Amidst this desert land ?" 8 The Lord with indignation heard, And caus'd his wrath to flame : His terrors ever stand prepar'd To vindicate his name. PSALM 78. Third Part. C. M. Abuse of temporal mercies followed by chastisement 1 "VM^HEN Israel sinn'd, the Lord reprovVl * * And fill'd their hearts with dread ; Yet he forgave the tribes he lov'd, And sent them hcav'nlv bread. 2 He fed them with a lilvral hand, And made his treasures known ; He gave the midnight clouds command To pour provision down. 3 The manna, like a morning show'r, Lay thick around their feet: PSALM LXXIX. - 135 The corn of heav'n, so light, so pure, As tho' 'twere angel's meat. 4 But they in murm'ring language said, " Manna is all our least : " We loathe this light, this airy bread ; " We must have flesh to taste." 5 M Ye shall have flesh to please your lust," The Lord in wrath replied ; And sent them quails, like sand or dust, Heap'd up from side to side. 6 He gave them all their own desire ; And, greedy as they fed, His vengeance burnt with secret fire, iVnd smote the rebels dead. 7 When some were slain, the rest return'd, And sought the Lord with tears ; Under the rod they fear'd and mourn'd But soon forgot their fears. 8 Oft he chastis'd and still forgave : Till, by his gracious hand, The nation, he resolv'd to save, Possess'd the promis'd land. PSALM 79. L. M. The Church pleading under sore persecution. 1 |3 EHOLD ! O God, what cruel foes, -*-* Thy peaceful heritage invade : Thy holy temple stands defil'd ; In dust thy sacred walls are laid. 2 Wide o'er the valleys, drench'd in blood, Thy people fall'n in death remain : The fowls of heav'n their flesh devour; And savage beasts divide the slain. 3 Th' insulting foes with impious rage, Reproach thy children to their face : 136 PSALM LXXX. " Where is your God of boasted pow'r ;; And where the promise of his grace ?" 4 Deep from the prison's horrid gloom, O ! hear the mournful captive sigh ; And let thy sov'reign pow'r reprieve The trembling souls condemned to die. 5 Let those who dar'd t' insult thy reign, Return dismay'd with endless shame ; While heathens, who thy grace despise, Shall from thy vengeance learn thy name G So shall thy children, freed from death, Eternal songs of honour raise ; And ev'ry future age shall tell Thy sov'reign pow'r and pard'ning grace. PSALM 80. First Part. L. M. The prayers of the Church under desertion. 1 f^ REAT Shepherd of thine Israel, tJB Who did'st between the cherubs dwell And lead the tribes, thy chosen sheep, Safe thro' the desert and the deep. 2 Thy church is in the desert now, Shine from on high, and guide us through: Turn us to thee, thy love restore, We shall be sav'd and sigh no more. 3 Great God, whom heav'nly hosts obey, How long shall we lament and pray, And wait in vain thy kind return ? How lonu; shall thv fierce anger burn \ 4 Instead of wine and cheerful bread, Thy saints with their own tears are fed : Turn ns to thee, thy love restore, We shall be sav'd, and sigh no more. PSALM LXXX. 137 PSALM 80. Second Part. L. M. Seeking the revival of the Church. 1 ORD, thou hast planted with thy hands -*-* A lovely vine in heathen lands ; Thy pow'r defended it around, And heav'nly dews enrich'd the ground. 2 How did the spreading branches shoot, And bless the nations with the fruit ! But now, dear Lord, look down and see Thy mourning vine, that lovely tree. 3 Why is its beauty thus defac'd ? Why hast thou laid her fences waste ? Strangers and foes against her join, And ev'ry beast devours thy vine. 4 Return, Almighty God, return ; Nor let thy bleeding vineyard mourn : Turn us to thee, thy love restore ; We shall be sav'd, and sigh no more. PSALM 80. Third Part. L. M. Christ, the defender of his church. 1 ~I~ ORD, when thy vine in Canaan grew, i^ Thou wast its strength and glory too ; Attack'd in vain by all its foes, Till the fair branch of promise rose. 2 Fair Branch, ordain'd of old to shoot From David's stock, from Jacob's root ; Himself a noble Vine, and we The lesser branches of the Tree. 3 'Tis thy own Son ; and he shall stand Girt with thy strength, at thy right hand ; Th' eternal Son, enthron'd and blest, To give his suffering people rest. 4 O ! for his sake attend our cry, Shine on thy churches, lest they die : 12* 138 PSALM LXXX1, LXXXII. Turn us to thee, thy love restore ; We shall be sav'd, and sigh no more. PSALM 81. S. M. Christian fidelity urged 1 OINQ to the Lord aloud, ^ And make a joyful noise : God is our strength, our Saviour God; Let Israel hear his voice. 2 " From vile idolatry " Preserve my worship elean ; "I am the Lord, who set thee free "From slavery and sin. 3 " Stretch thy desires abroad, " And I'll supply them well ; " But if ye will refuse your God, " If Israel will rebel, 4 "I'll leave them," saith the Lord, " To their own lusts a prey, " And let them run the dang'rous road, " 'Tis their own chosen way. 5 "Yet O, that all my saints " Would hearken to my voice ! " Soon would I ease their sore complaints, " And bid their hearts rejoice. G " While I destroy'd their foes, " I'd richly feed my Hock, "And they should taste the stream, that (lows " From their eternal Rock." PSALM 82. L. M. God the supreme ruler ; and magistrates warned. MONG th' assemblies of the great, A greater Ruler takes his seat; The God of heav'n, as Judge4, surveys Those gods on earth, and all their ways. 'A PSALM LXXXIII. 139 2 Why will ye then frame wicked laws ? Or why support th' unrighteous cause ? When will ye once defend the poor, That sinners vex the saints no more ? 3 They know not, Lord, nor will they know ; Dark are the ways in which they go : Their name of earthly gods is vain: For they shall fall, and die like men. 4 Arise, O Lord, and let thy Son Possess his universal throne ; And rule the nations with his rod : He is our Judge, and he our God. PSALM 83. S. M. The prayer of the church against persecutors 1 4ND will the God of grace -^ *- Perpetual silence keep ? The God of justice hold his peace, And let his vengeance sleep ? 2 Behold what cursed snares The men of mischief spread ! The men, that hate thy saints and thee, Lift up their threat'ning head. 3 Against thy hidden ones Their counsels they employ ; And malice, with her watchful eye, Pursues them to destroy. 4 " Come, let us join," they cry, " To root them from the ground ; " Till not the name of saints remain, " Nor mem'ry shall be found." 5 Awake, almighty God ! And call thy wrath to mind : Give them like forests to the fire, Or stubble to the wind. 140 PSALM LXXXIV. G Convince their madness, Lord, And make them seek thy name: Or else their stubborn rage confound, That they may die in shame. 7 Then shall the nations 'know That glorious dreadful word : Jehovah is thy name alone, And thou the sov'reign Lord. PSALM 84. First Part. L. M. The pleasure of public worship. 1 IX OW pleasant, how divinely fair, -*--*- O Lord of hosts, thy dwellings are With long desire my spirit faints To meet th' assemblies of thv saints. 2 My flesh would rest in thine abode, My panting heart cries out for God ; My God, my King, why should I be So far from all my joys, and thee ? 3 The sparrow chooses where to rest, And for her young provides her nest ; But will my God to sparrows grant That pleasure which his children want I 4 Blest are the saints who sit on high, Around thy throne of majesty ; Thy brightest glories shine above, And all their work is praise and love. 5 Blest are the souls that find a place Within the temple of thy grace: There they behold thy gentler rays, And seek thy face, and learn thy praise. 6 Blest are the men whose hearts are set To find the way to Zion's gate: God is their strength, and thro' the road They lean upon their helper, God. PSALM LXXXIV. 141 7 Cheerful they walk with growing strength, Till all shall meet in heav'n at length ; Till all before thy face appear, And join in nobler worship there. PSALM 84. Second Part. L. M. Grace and glory. 1 f^ RE AT God attend, while Zion sings ^-* The joy, that from thy presence springs: To spend one day, with thee on earth, Exceeds a thousand days of mirth. 2 Might I enjoy the meanest place Within thy house, O God of grace ; Not tents of ease, nor thrones of pow'r, Should tempt my feet to leave thy door. 3 God is our sun, he makes our day ; God is our shield, he guards our way From all th' assaults of hell and sin ; From foes without and foes within. 4 All needful grace God will bestow, And crown that grace with glory too : He gives us all things, and withholds No real good from upright souls. 5 O God, our King, thy sovereign sway, The glorious hosts of heav'n obey ; And devils at thy presence flee : Blest is the man that trusts in thee ! PSALM 84. Third Part. P. M. Longing for the house of God. 1 ORD of the worlds above, -*-^ How pleasant and how fair, The dwellings of thy love, Thine earthly temples are ! To thine abode my heart aspires, With warm desires to see my God. 142 PSALM LXXXIV. 2 The sparrow for her young With pleasure seeks a nest, And wand'ring swallows lon * * And bow before the Lord ; His high commands adoring hear, And tremble at his word. 2 How terrible thy glories be ! How bright thine armies shine ! Where is the pow'r that vies with thee ? Or truth compar'd with thine ? 3 The northern pole and southern rest On thy supporting hand ; Darkness and day from east to west Move round at thy command. 4 Thy words the raging winds control, And rule the boist'rous deep: Thou mak'st the sleeping billows roll, r The rolling billows sleep. 5 Ilcav'n, earth, and air, and sea arc thine, And the dark world of hell; How did thine arm in \ entrance shine When Egypt durst rebel ! 0 .Justice and judgment arc thy throne, Yet wond'rous is thy grace ; While truth and mercy, join'd in one, Invite us near thy face. PSALM LXXXIX. 151 PSALM 89. Fourth Part. C. M. The blessedness of knowing the Gospel. 1 13 LEST are the souls that hear and know -*-* The gospel's joyful sound ; Peace shall attend the path they go, And light their steps surround. 2 Their joy shall bear their spirits up Thro' their Redeemer's name ; His righteousness exalts their hope, Nor Satan dares condemn. 3 The Lord, our glory and defence, Strength and salvation gives ; Israel, thy King for ever reigns, Thy God for ever lives. PSALM 89. Fifth Part. C. M. Christ's mediatorial Kingdom. 1 FTEAR what the Lord in vision said, -■--■- And made his mercy known ; " Sinners, behold, your help is laid " On my almighty Son." 2 High shall he reign on David's throne My people's better King ; My arm shall beat his rivals down, And still new subjects bring. 3 My truth shall guard him in his way, With mercy by his side ; While in my name thro' earth and sea He shall in triumph ride. 4 My cov'nant stands for ever fast, My promises are strong ; Firm as the heav'ns his throne shall last, His seed endure as long. 152 PSALM LXXXIX. PSALM 89. Sixth Part. C. M. The covenant of grace unchangeable. 1 ^LTET (saith the Lord) if David's race, -*- The children of my Son, Should break my laws, abuse my grace, And tempt mine anger down ; 2 Their sins I'll visit with the rod, And make their folly smart ; But I'll not cease to be their God, Nor from my truth depart. 3 My cov'nant I will ne'er revoke, But keep my grace in mind ; And what eternal love hath spoke, Eternal truth shall bind. 4 Once have I sworn (I need no more) And pledg'd my holiness, To seal my sacred promise sure To David and his race. 5 The sun shall see his offspring rise, And spread from sea to sea, Long as he travels round the skies To give the nations day. 6 Sure as the moon that rules the night, His kingdom shall endure ; Till the fix'd laws of shade and light Shall be observ'd no more. PSALM 89. Seventh Part. L. M. Mortality and hope. A funeral psalm. 1 ~T* KM UMBER, Lord, our mortal state , -*^ How frail our life, how short the date! Where is the man that draws his breath Safe from disease, secure from death ? 2 Lord, while we sec whole nations die, Our flesh and sense repine, and cry, PSALM XC. 153 " Mu»t death for ever rage and reign ? " Or hast thou made mankind in vain ? ■ 3 " Where is thy promise to the just ? " Are not thy servants turn'd to dust ?" But faith forbids these mournful sighs, And sees the sleeping dust arise. 4 That glorious hour, that dreadful day, Wipes the reproach of saints away ; And clears the honour of thy word : Awake, our souls, and bless the Lord. PSALM 90. First Part. L. M. Man mortal and God eternal. A funeral psalm. 1 npHRO' ev'ry age, eternal God ! JL Thou art our rest, our safe abode ; High was thy throne, ere heav'n was made, Or earth thy humble footstool laid. 2 Long had'st thou reign'd ere time began, Or dust was fashion'd into man ; And long thy kingdom shall endure, When earth and time shall be no more. 3 But man, weak man, is born to die, Made up of guilt and vanity : Thy dreadful sentence, Lord, was just, " Return, ye sinners, to your dust." 4 A thousand of our years amount Scarce to a day in thine account ; Like yesterday's departed light Or the last watch of ending night. 5 Death, like an overflowing stream, Sweeps us away : our life's a dream ; An empty tale ; a morning flow'r, Cut down and wither'd in an hour. 6 Our age to seventy years is set ; How short the term ! how frail the state ! 154 PSALM XC. And if to eighty we arrive, We rather sigh and groan, than live. 7 But oh ! how oft thy wrath appears, And cuts off our expected years ! Thy wrath awakes our humble dread: We fear the pow'r that strikes us dead. 8 Teach us, O Lord, how frail is man; And kindly lengthen out our span ; Till faith, and love, and piety, Fit us to die, and dwell with thee. PSALM 90. Second Part. C. M. Man frail, and God our refuge. 1 rf^|UR God, our help in ages past, " Our hope for years to come, Our shelter from the stormy blast, And our eternal home ! 2 Before the hills in order stood, Or earth receiv'd her frame, From everlasting thou art God, To endless years the same. 3 Time, like an ever-rolling stream, Bears all its sons away ; They fly, forgotten, as a dream Dies at the op'ning day. 4 Our God, our help in ages past, Our hope for years to come, Be thou our guard while troubles last, And our eternal home. PSALM 90. Third Part. C. M. Death the effect of .sin — brcrity of human life. 1 OR!), if thine eves survey our faults, *^ And justice grow severe, Thy dreadful wrath exceeds our thoughts, And burns beyond our fear. PSALM XC. 155 2 Thine anger turns our frame to dust; By one offence to thee, Adam and all his sons have lost Their immortality. 3 Life, like a vain amusement, flies, A fable or a song : By swift degrees our nature dies, Nor can our joys be long. 4 'Tis but a few, whose days amount To three score years and ten ; And all, beyond that short account, Is sorrow, toil, and pain. 5 Almighty God, reveal thy love, And not thy wrath alone : O let our sweet experience prove The mercies of thy throne ! PSALM 90. Fourth Part. C. M. Breathing after Heaven. 1 T> ETURN, O God of love, return ; -■-%> Earth is a tiresome place : How long shall we, thy children, mourn Our absence from thy face ? 2 Let heav'n succeed our painful years, Let sin and sorrow cease ; And, in proportion to our tears, So make our joys increase. 3 Thy wonders to thy servants show, Make thy own work complete ; Then shall our souls thy glory know, And own thy love was great. 4 Then shall we shine before thy throne, In all thy beauty, Lord ; And, the poor service, we have done, Meet a divine reward. 156 PSALM XCI. PSALM 91. First Part. L. M. Safety in public diseases and dangers. 1 IXE, that hath made his refuge God, -*-*- Shall find a most secure abode ; Shall walk all day beneath his shade, And there at night shall rest his head. 2 Then will I say, " My God, thy pow'r " Shall be my fortress and my tow'r : " 1, that am form'd of feeble dust, " Make thine almighty arm my trust." 3 Thrice happy man ! thy Maker's care Shall keep thee from the fowler's snare, Satan, the tempter, who betrays Unguarded souls a thousand ways. 4 Just as a hen protects her brood From birds of prey, that seek their blood, Under her feathers ; so the Lord Makes his own arm his people's guard. 5 If burning beams of noon conspire To dart a pestilential fire, God is their life : his wings are spread To shield them, with an healthful shade. 6 If vapours with malignant breath Rise thick, and scatter midnight death, Israel is safe: the poison'd air , Grows pure, if Israel's God be there. 7 What tho' a thousand at thy side, At thy right hand ten thousand died ; Thy God his chosen people saves Among the dead, amid the graves. 8 But if the fire, or plague, or sword, Receive commission from the Lord, To Strike his snints among the rest ; Their very pains and deaths are blest. PSALM XCI. 157 9 The sword, the pestilence, or fire, Shall but fulfil their best desire : From sins and sorrows set them free, And bring thy children, Lord, to thee. PSALM 91. Second Part. C. M. The same. 1 \f E sons of men. a feeble race, -*- Expos'd to ev'ry snare, Come, make the Lord your dwelling-place, And try, and trust his care. 2 No ill shall enter where you dwell ; Or if the plague come nigh, And sweep the wicked down to hell, 'Twill raise his saints on high. 3 He'll give his angels charge to keep Your feet in all their ways ; To watch your pillow, while you sleep, And guard your happy days. 4 Their hands shall bear you, lest you fall, And dash against the stones : Are they not servants at his call, And sent t' attend his sons ? 5 Adders and lions ye shall tread ; The tempter's wiles defeat : For he that broke the serpent's head Puts him beneath your feet. 6 " Because on me they set their love, "I'll save them; (saith the Lord) " I'll bear their joyful souls above " Destruction, and the sword. * 7 " My grace shal^ answer when they call ; " In trouble I'll be ni^h : u My povv'r shall help them when they fall, " And raise them when th(>v die. 11 158 PSALM XCII. 8 " Those that on earth my name have known, " I'll honour them in heav'n ; " There my salvation shall be shown, " And endless life be giv'n." PSALM 92. First Part. L. M. A psalm for the Lord's day. 1 ^JWEET is the work, my God, my King, ^ To praise thy name, give thanks and sing: To show thy love by morning light, And talk of all thy truth at night. 2 Sweet is the day of sacred rest, No mortal care shall seize my breast : O ! may my heart in tune be found, Like David's harp of solemn sound. 3 My heart shall triumph in my Lord, And bless his works, and bless his word : Thy works of grace, how bright they shine ! How deep thy counsels ! how divine ! 4 Fools never raise their thoughts so high ; Like brutes they live, like brutes they die : Like grass they flourish, till thy breath Blasts them in everlasting death. 5 But I shall share a glorious part, When grace hath well refin'd my heart ; And fresh supplies of joy are shed, Like holy oil, to cheer my head. 0 Sin (my worst enemy before) Shall vex my eyes and ears no more : My inward foes shall all be slain ; Nor Satan break my peace again. 7 Then shall I see, and hear,#and know All J desir'd or wish'd below: And ev'ry pow'r find sweet employ In that eternal world of joy. PSALM XCII, XCIII. 159 PSALM 92. Second Part. L. M. Aged saints. 1 ORD, 'tis a pleasant thing to stand ■" In gardens planted by thy hand : Let me within thy courts be seen, Like a young cedar fresh and green. 2 There grow thy saints in faith and love, Blest with thine influ'nce from above ; Not Lebanon with all its trees Yields such a comely sight as these. 3 The plants of grace shall ever live ; Nature decays, but grace must thrive ; Time, that doth all things else impair, Still makes them flourish strong and fair. 4 Laden with fruits of age, they show The Lord is holy, just and true ; None, that attend his gates, shall find A God unfaithful or unkind. j PSALM 93. L. M. Eternity and dominion of God. EHOVAI reigns : He dwells in light. Girded with majesty and might : The world, created by his hands, Still on its first foundation stands. 2 But ere this spacious world was made. Or had its first foundation laid ; Thy throne eternal ages stood, Thyself the ever-living God. 3 Like floods the angry nations rise, And aim their rage against the skies ; Vain floods, that aim their rage so high ! At thy rebuke the billows die. 4 For ever shall thy throne endure ; Thy promise stands for ever sure ; 160 PSALM XCIV. And everlasting holiness Becomes the dwellings of thy grace. PSALM 94. First Part. C. M. Sinners ikri ■". — Saints chastised* 1 1^1 GOD, to whom revenge belongs, ^^ Proclaim thy wrath aloud; Let sovereign pow'r redress our wrongs, Let justice smite the proud. 2 They say, " The Lord nor sees nor hears :n When will the fools be wise ? Can he be deaf, who form'd their ears ? Or blind, who made their eyes ? 3 He knows their impious thoughts are vain, And they shall feel his pow'r : His wrath shall pierce their souls with pain In some surprising hour. 4 But if thy saints deserve rebuke, Thou hast a rentier rod ; Thy providences and thy book Shall make them know their God. 5 Blest is the man, thy hands chastise, And to his duty draw : Thy chast'nings make thy children wise, When they forget thy law. G But God will ne'er cast oil' his saints, Nor his own promise break; He pardons his inheritance For their Redeemer's sake. PSALM 91. Second Part. C. M. God our support and comfort. 1 \\rH() w'" arise and plead my right * * Against my num'rous foe* While earth and hell their force unite, And all my hopes oppose ? PSALM XCV. 161 2 Had not the Lord, my rock, my help. Sustained my fainting head. My life had now in silence dwelt : My soul among the dead. 3 •• Alas ! mv sliding feet !" I cried. Thy promise was my prop : Thv 2'race stood constant bv mv side. _ _ _ — * * * Thy spirit bore me up 4 While multitudes of mournful thoughts W ithin my b >s >m roll ; Thy boundless love forgives my faults, Thy comforts cheer my soul. 5 Powts of iniquity may rise. And frame pernicious laws ; But God. ni) refuge, rules the skies: He will defend mv cause. 6 Let malice vent her rage aloud. Let bold blasphemers scoff: The Lord our God shall judge the proud, And cut the sinners off. PSALM 95. First Part. C. M. I / ' - • ; "■•.>• j <" . L J. 1 QIXG to the Lord Jehovah's name, ^ And in his strength rejoice : When his salvation is our theme. Exalted be our voice. 2 With thanks approach his awful sight. And psalms ot honour sing : The Lord's a God of boundless might. The whole creation's Kinu. 3 Let princes hear, let angels know. How mean their natures seem. Those gods on high, and gods below, Minn once compared with him. 11 162 PSALM XCV. 4 Earth, with its caverns dark and deep, Lies in his spacious hand ; He fix'd the seas, what bounds to keep, And where the hills must stand. 5 Come, and with humble souls adore, Come, kneel before his face ; O ! may the creatures of his pow'r Be children of his ixrace ! 6 Now is the time : he bends his car, And waits for your request : Come, lest he rouse his wrath, and swTear " Ye shall not see my rest." PSALM 95. Second Part. S. M. A call to delaying sinners. 1 {^ OME, sound his praise abroad, ^ And hymns of glory sing : Jehovah is the sov'reign God, The universal King. 2 He form'd the deeps unknown ; Pic \ Moses know n ; PSALM CIIL 175 But sent the world his truth and grace, By his beloved Son. PSALM 103. Second Part. S. M. Praise for spiritual and temporal mercies, 1 ~]%/I~Y soul, repeat his praise, 1T1_ Whose mercies are so great; Whose anger is so slow to rise, So ready to abate. 2 God will not always chide : And when his strokes are felt, His strokes are fewer than our crimes, And lighter than our guilt. 3 High as the heav'ns are rais'd Above the ground we tread ; So far the riches of his grace Our highest thoughts exceed. 4 His pow'r subdues our sins: And his forgiving love, Far as the east is from the west, Doth all our guilt remove. 5 The pity of the Lord, To those that fear his name, Is such, as tender parents feel : He knows our feeble frame. 6 He knows we are but dust, Scatter'd with ev'ry breath ; His anger, like a rising wind, Can send us swift to death. 7 Our davs are as the grass, Or like the morning flow'r : If one sharp blast sweep o'er the field It withers in an hour. 8 But thy compassions, Lord, To endless years endure : 176 PSALM CIII, CIV. And children's children ever find Thy words of promise sure. PSALM 103. Third Part. S. M. General song of praise, — introductory. 1 nnilE Lord, the sov'reigh King, -■- Hath hVd his throne on high : O'er all the heav'nly world he rules, And all beneath the sky. 2 Ye angels, great in might, And swift to do his will ; Bless ye the Lord, whose voice ye hear, Whose pleasure ye fulfil. 3 Let the bright hosts who wait The orders of their King, And guard his churches when they pray, Join in the praise they sing. 4 While all his wondrous works Thro' his vast kingdom show Their Maker's glory ; thou, my soul, Shalt sing his praises too. PSALM 104. First Part. L. M. The glory of God in creation and providence. 1 ]\ I Y soul, 'thy great Creator praise; U-*- When cloth'd in his celestial rays, lie in full majesty appears, And, like a robe, his glory wears. 2 The heav'ns are for his curtains spread, Th' unfathom'd deep he makes his bed: Clouds are his chariots, when he Hies On winged storms across the skies. 3 Angels, whom his own breath inspires, His ministers, are flaming fires j And swift, as thought, their armies move To bear his vengeance, <>r his love. PSALM CIV. 177 4 The world's foundations by his hand Are pois'd, and shall for ever stand : He binds the ocean in his chain, Lest it should drown the earth again. 5 When earth was cover'd with the flood, Which high above the mountains stood, He thunder'd ; and the ocean fled, Confin'd to its appointed bed. 6 The swelling billows know their bounds, And in their channels walk their rounds ; Yet thence conveyed by secret veins, They spring from hills, and drench the plains. 7 He bids the crystal fountains flow, And cheer the valleys as they go ; Tame heifers there their thirst allay, And for the stream wild asses bray. 8 From pleasant trees which shade the brink, The lark and linnet light to drink ; Their songs the lark and linnet raise, And chide our silence in his praise. PSALM 104. Second Part. L. M. Providence. 1 f^ OD, from his cloudy cistern, pours ^-* On the parch'd earth enriching show'rs, The grove, the garden, and the field, A thousand joyful blessings yield. 2 He makes the grassy food arise, And gives the cattle large supplies; WTith herbs for man, of various pow'r, To nourish nature, or to cure. 3 What noble fruit the vines produce ! The olive yields a shining juice : Our hearts are cheer'd Avith gen'rous wine , With inward joy our faces shine. 178 PSALM CIV. 4 O ! bless his name, ye nations, fed With nature's chief supporter, bread : While bread your vital strength imparts, Serve him with vigour in your hearts. f PSALM 104. Third Part. L. M. Providence. 1 |J EHOLD ! the stately cedar stands, -* * Rais'd in the forest by his hands ; Birds to the boughs for shelter fly, And build their nests secure on high. 2 To craggy hills ascends the goat ; And at the airy mountain's foot, The feeble creatures.make their cell; He gives them wisdom where to dwell. 3 He sets the sun his circling race, Appoints the moon to change her face; And when thick darkness veils the day, Calls out wild beasts to hunt their prey. 4 Fierce lions lead their young abroad, And roaring, ask their meat from God ; But when the morning beams arise, The savage beast to covert flies. 5 Then man to daily labour goes ; The night was made for his repose : Sleep is thy gift, that sweet relief From tiresome toil, and wasting grief. G How strange thy works! how great thy skill! All lands thy boundless riches fill : Thy wisdom round the world we see ; This spacious earth is full of thee. 7 Nor less thy glories in the deep, Where fish in millions swim and creep, With wondrous motions swift or slow, Still wand'ring in the paths below. PSALM CIV. 179 8 There ships divide their wat'ry way, And flocks of scaly monsters play ; There dwells the huge Leviathan, And foams and sports in spite of man. PSALM 104. Fourth Part. L. M. Providence. 1 "VT AST are thy works, Almighty Lord ! * All nature rests upon thy word : And the whole race of creatures stands, Waiting their portion from thy hands. 2 While each receives his difTrent food, His cheerful looks pronounce it good : Eagles and bears, and whales and worms Rejoice, and praise in -difPrent forms. 3 But when thy face is hid they mourn, And dying, to their dust return ; Both man and beast their souls resign . Life, breath, and spirit, all are thine. 4 Yet thou can'st breathe on dust again, And fill the world with beasts and men : A word of thy creating breath Repairs the wastes of time and death. 5 Thy works, the wonders of thy might, Are honour'd with thine own delight : How awful are thy glorious ways ! Lord, thou art dreadful in thy praise. 6 The earth stands trembling at thy stroke, And at thy touch the mountains smoke : Yet humble souls may see thy face, And tell their wants to sov'reign grace. m In thee my hopes and wishes meet, And make my meditations sweet : Thy praises shall my breath employ, Till it expire in endless jov. 180 PSALM CV. 8 While haughty sinners die accurst, Their glory buried with their dust, I, to my God, my heav'nly king, Immortal hallelujahs sing. PSALM 1 05. First Part. C. M. The Covenant with the Patriarchs remembered. 1 f^ IVE thanks to God, invoke his name, ^-* And tell the world his grace ; Sound thro' the earth his deeds of fame, That all may seek his face. 2 His cov'nant, which he kept in mind For num'rous ages past, To num'rous ages yet behind, In equal force shall last. 3 He sware to Abraham and his seed, And made the blessing sure : Gentiles the ancient promise read, And find his truth endure. 4 " Thy seed shall make the nations blest," Said the Almighty voice ; " And Canaan's land, shall be their rest, " The type of heav'nly joys." 5 How large the grant ! how rich the grace f To give them Canaan's land, When they were strangers in the place, * A little, feeble band. G Like pilgrims, thro' the countries round Securely they remov'd ; And haughty kings, that on them frown'd, Severely he reprov'd. 7 " Touch mine anointed, and my arm "Shall soon revenge the wrong: c5 S "The man, that docs my prophets harm, "Shall know their God is strong." PSALM CV. 181 8 Then let the world forbear its rage, Nor put the Church in fear : Israel must live thro' ev'ry age. And be th' Almighty's care. PSALM 105. Second Part. C. M. God's judgments — Plagues of Egypt. 1 ^VX^HEN Pharaoh dar'd to vex the saints, * ▼ And thus provok'd their God ; Moses was sent to their complaints, Arm'd with his dreadful rod. 2 He calPd for darkness ; darkness came, Like an o'erwhelming flood ; He made each lake, and ev'ry stream, A lake, a stream of blood. 3 He gave the sign, and noisome flies Thro' the whole country spread ; And frogs, in croaking armies, rise About the monarch's bed. 4 Thro' fields and towns, and palaces, The tenfold vengeance flew : Locusts in swarms devour'd their trees, And hail their cattle slew. 5 Then, by an angel's midnight stroke, The flow'r of Egypt died ; The strength of ev'ry house was broke, Their glory and their pride. 6 Now let the world forbear its rage, Nor put the Church in fear : Israel must live thro' ev'ry age, And be th' Almighty's care. PSALM 105. Third Part. C. M. Israel led to Canaan — God's gracious Providence to his Church. 1 HPHUS were the tribes from bondage freed -*- And left the hated ground : 10 182 PSALM CVI. Egyptian spoils supplied their need, Nor was one feeble found. 2 The Lord himself chose out their way And mark'd their journeys right; Gave them a leading cloud by day, A fiery guide by night. 3 They thirst, and waters from the rock In rich abundance flow ; And,foll'wing still the course they took, Ran all the desert through. 4 O wondrous stream ! O blessed type Of ever-flowing grace ! So Christ our rock maintains our life, Thro' all the wilderness. 5 Thus guarded by th' Almighty's hand, The chosen tribes possest Canaan, the rich, the promis'd land ; And there enjoy'd their rest. 6 Then let the world forbear its rage, The Church renounce her fear: Israel must live thro* ev'ry age, And be tV Almighty* s care, PSALM 106. First Part. L. M. d cue nil praise, — introductory. 1 nnO God the great, the ever blest, A Let songs of honour be addrest: J lis mercy firm for ever stands ; Give him the thanks his love demands. 2 Who knows the wonders of thy ways? Who shall fulfil thy boundless praise ? ]Jlest are the souls that fear thee still, And pay their duty to thy will. 3 Remember what thy mercy did For Jacob's race, thy chosen seed ; PSALM CVI. 183 And with the same salvation bless The meanest suppliant of thy grace. 4 O may I see thy tribes rejoice, And aid their triumphs with my voice ! This is my glory, Lord, to be Join'd to thy saints, and near to thee. PSALM 106. Second Part. S. M. Inconstancy of saints — Unchangeable love of God 1 f^ OD of eternal love, ^-T How fickle are our ways ! And yet howr oft did Israel prove Thy constancy of grace ! 2 They saw thy wonders wrought, And then thy praise they sung ; But soon thy works of pow'r forgot, And murmur 'd with their tongue. 3 Now they believ'd his word, While rocks with rivers flow ; Now with their lusts provok'd the Lord, And he reduc'd them low. 4 Yet when they mourn'd their faults, He hearken'd to their groans ; Brought his own cov'nant to his thoughts, And call'd them still his sons. 5 Their names were in his book ; He sav'd them from their foes : Oft he chastis'd, but ne'er forsook The people that he chose. 0 Let Israel bless the Lord, Who lov'd their ancient race ; And Christians join the solemn word, Amen, to all their praise. 184 PSALM CVII. PSALM 107. First Part. L. M. Israel led to Canaan, and Christians to heaven. 1 i~^ IVE thanks to God ; he reigns above ; ^-* Kind are his thoughts, his name is love His mercy ages past have knows, And acres lon^ to come shall own. 2 Let the redeemed of the Lord The wonders of his grace record ; Israel, the nation whom he chose, And rescued from their mighty foes. 3 In their distress to God they cried, God was their Saviour and their guide ; He led their march far wand'ring round : 'Twas the right path to Canaan's ground. 4 Thus when our first release we gain From sin's old yoke and Satan's chain. We have this desert world to pass, A dang'rous and a tiresome place. 5 He feeds and clothes us all the way, He guides our footsteps lest we stray ; He guards us with a pow'rful hand, And brings us to the heav'nly land. 6 O let the saints with joy record The truth and goodness of the Lord ! How great his works ! how kind his ways * Let ev'ry tongue pronounce his praise. PSALM 107. Second Part. L. M. Justice and mercy of God in dealing with men. 1 I^ROM age to age exalt his name ; -*- God and his grace are still the same: He fills the hungry souls with food, And feeds the poor with ev'ry good. 2 But if their hearts rebel and rise Against the God, that rules the skies; PSALM CVII. 185 If they reject his heav'nly word, And slight the counsels of the Lord ; 3 He'll bring their spirits to the ground, And no deliv'rer shall be found : Laden with grief they waste their breath In darkness, and the shades of death. 4 Then to the Lord they raise their cries ; He makes the dawning light arise ; And scatters all that dismal shade, That hung so heavy round their head. 5 He cuts the bars of brass in two, And lets the smiling pris'ners through ; Takes off the load of guilt and grief, And gives the lab'ring soul relief. 6 O may the sons of men record The wondrous goodness of the Lord ! How great his works, how kind his ways ! Let ev'ry tongue pronounce his praise. PSALM 107. Third Part. L. M. Intemperance punished and pardoned. 1 "VTAIN man, on foolish pleasures bent, T Prepares for his own punishment : What pains, what loathsome maladies From luxury and lust arise ! 2 The drunkard feels his vitals waste, Yet drowns his health to please his taste ; Till all his active pow'rs are lost, And fainting life draws near the dust. 3 The glutton groans, and loathes to eat ; His soul abhors delicious meat : Nature with heavy loads opprest, Would yield to death to be releas'd. 4 Behold the fright'ned sinners fly To God for help with earnest cry ! 16* 186 PSALM CVII. He hears their groans; prolongs their breath And saves them from approaching death 5 No med'cines could effect the cure So quick, so easy, or so sure : The deadly sentence God repeals, He sends his sov'reign word and heals. 6 O may the sons of men record The wondrous goodness of the Lord ! And let their thankful ofPrings prove How they adore their Maker's love. PSALM 107. Fourth Part, C. M. The mariner's psalm. 1 HPHY works of glory, mighty Lord, -*- Thy wonders in the deeps, The sons of courage shall record, Who trade in floating ships. 2 At thy command the winds arise, And swell the tow 'ring waves ; The men astonish'd mount the skies, And sink in gaping graves. 3 Frighted to hear the tempest roar, They pant with flutt'ring breath ; And hopeless of the distant shore, Expect immediate death. 4 Then to the Lord thev raise their cries, He hears their loud request ; And orders silence thro' the skies, And lays the floods to rest. 5 Sailors rejoice to lose their fears, And see the storm allay'd : Now to their eyes the port appears , There let their vows be paid. 6 'Tis God that brings them safe to land ; Let stupid mortals know, PSALM CVII. 187 That waves are under his command, And all the winds that blow. 7 O that the sons of men would praise The goodness of the Lord ! And those that see thy wondrous ways, Thy wondrous love record. 1 PSALM 107. Fifth Part. L. M. Nations blest and punished. A psalm for America. X\7"HEN God, provok'd with daring crimes, Scourges the madness of the times, He turns the fields to barren sand, And dries the rivers from the land. 2 His word can raise the springs again, And make the wither'd mountains green ; Send show'ry blessings from the skies ; And harvests in the desert rise. 3 Where nothing dwelt but beasts of prey. Or men as fierce and wild as they ; He bids th' opprest and poor repair, And builds them towns and cities there. 4 They sow the fields, the trees they plant ; Whose yearly fruit supplies their want : Their race grows up from fruitful stocks ; Their wealth increases with their flocks. 5 Thus they are blest ; but if they sin, He lets the heathen nations in : A savage crew invades their lands ; Their people die by barb'rous hands ; 6 Their captive sons, expos'd to scorn, Wander unpitied and forlorn : The country lies unfenc'd, untill'd, And desolation spreads the field. 7 Yet if the humbled nation mourns, Again his dreadful hand he turns ; 188 PSALM CVIII. Again he makes their cities thrive, And bids the dying churches live. 8 The righteous with a joyful sense, Admire the works of Providence ; And tongues of atheists shall no more Blaspheme the God, that saints adore. 9 How few with pious care record These wondrous dealings of the Lord ! But wise observers still shall find, The Lord is holy, just and kind. PSALM 108. First Part. L. M. God's care of his Church. 1 4 GAIN, my tongue, thy silence break, ^ *- My heart, and all my pow'rs, awake My tongue, the glory of my frame, Awake, and sing Jehovah's name. 2 O'er heav'n exalted is his throne ; In ev'ry world his glory shown : The church, he loves, his hand shall save From death, and sorrow, and the grave 3 Ye kingdoms, hear his awful voice ! " In Zion shall my heart rejoice ; " This hand shall all her foes dismay, " And make their scatter'd strength a prey 4 " Mine are the sons of Zion, mine "Their glory, grace, and truth divine; " My sceptre shines in Judalfs hands, "And still my strength in Ephraim stands 5 M My foes to ruin shall be giv'n, "The shame of earth, the scorn of heav'n, "Their eyeis shall sec mv church prevail; u Their strength shall shrink, their courag; PSALM CVIII. 189 6 O thou, beneath whose sov'reign sway, Nations, and worlds, in dust decay, Tho' thy sweet smile has been withdrawn, Thine aid denied, thy presence gone ; 7 Yet wilt thou still with love return ; With duty teach our hearts to burn : Our dying graces, Lord, revive, And bid thy fainting children live. 8 Save us from sin, and fear, and woe, From ev'ry snare, and ev'ry foe, And help us boldly to contend, Falsehood resist, and truth defend. PSALM 108. Second Part. C. M. General praise, — introductory. 1 A WAKE my soul, with fervent praise, •£*- Awake my heart to sing ; Join all my pow'rs the song to raise, And morning incense bring. 2 Among the people of his care, And thro' the nations round, Glad songs of praise will I prepare, And high his name resound. 3 Be thou exalted, O my God, Above the starry train ; Diffuse thy heav'nly grace abroad, And teach the world thy reign. 4 The church is thine ; thou wilt maintain Her cause in ev'ry age : Built on a rock, her foes in vain Against her rights engage. 5 Then let thy chosen sons rejoice, And throng thy courts above ; While sinners hear thy pard'ning voice, And taste redeeming love. 190 PSALM CIX, CX. PSALM 109. C. M. Love to enemies, from the example of Christ, 1 f^ OD of my mercy and my praise, ^-" Thy glory is my song ; Tho' sinners speak against thy grace With a blaspheming tongue. 2 When in the form of mortal man Thy Son on earth wa s found ; With cruel slanders false and vain, They compass'd him around. 3 Their mis'ries his compassion move, Their peace he still pursu'd ; They render hatred for his love, And evil for his good. 4 Their malice rag'd without a cause ; Yet with his dying breath, He pray'd for murd'rers on his cross, And blest his foes in death. 5 Lord, shall thy bright example shine In vain before my eyes ? Give me a soul akin to thine, To love mine enemies. 6 The Lord shall on my side engage ; And in my Saviour's name, I shall defeat their pride and rage, Who slander and condemn. PSALM 110. First Part. L. M. The success of the gospel* 1 HPHUS the eternal Father spake J- To Christ the Son ; " Ascend and sil "At my right hand, till i shall make "Thy iocs submissive at thy feet. 2 "From Zion shall thy word proceed; "Thy word, the sceptre in thy hand, PSALM CX. 191 " Shall make the hearts of rebels bleed, M And bow their wills to thy command. 3 " That day shall show thy pow'r is great ; " When saints shall flock with willing minds, " And sinners crowd thy temple-gate, " Where holiness in beauty shines." 4 O blessed pow'r ! O glorious day ! What a large vict'ry shall ensue ! And converts, who thy grace obey, Exceed the drops of morning dew. PSALM 110. Second Part. CM. Chris? s kingdom and priesthood. 1 TESUS, our Lord, ascend thy throne, ** And near thy Father sit : In Zion shall thy pow'r be known, And make thy foes submit. 2 What wonders shall thy gospel do ! Thy converts shall surpass The num'rous drops of morning dew, And own thy sov'reign grace. 3 God hath pronoune'd a firm decree, Nor changes what he swore : " Eternal shall thy priesthood be, " When Aaron is no more. 4 " Melchisedec, that wondrous priest, " That king of high degree ; " Thaf holy man, whom Abraham biest, " Was but a type of thee." 5 Jesus our Priest forever lives, To plead for us above; Jesus our King forever gives The blessings of his love. 6 God shall exalt his glorious head, His lofty throne maintain ; 192 PSALM CX, CXI. And strike the pow'rs and princes dead, Who dare oppose his reign. PSALM 110. Third Part. L. M. The success of the Gospel. 1 TESUS the Priest ascends the throne ; •J While counsels of eternal peace Between the Father and the Son, Proceed with honour and success. 2 Thro' the whole earth his reign shall spread, And crush the pow'rs that dare rebel : Then shall he judge the rising dead, And send the guilty world to hell. 3 Tho' while he treads his glorious way, He drinks the cup of tears and blood ; The suff'rings of that dreadful day Shall but advance him near to God. PSALM 111. First Part. CM. Perfections of God in nature. 1 ^ONGS of immortal praise belong ^ To my almighty God : He hath my heart, and he my tongue, To spread his name abroad. 2 How great the works, his hand hath wrought How glorious in our sight ! And men in ev'ry age have sought His wonders with delight. 3 How most exact is nature's frame ! How wise th' Eternal mind ! His counsels never change the scheme, That his first thoughts design'd. 4 When he redeem'd his chosen sons, He fix'd his cov'nant sure : The orders, that his lips pronounce, To endless years endure. PSALM CXI, CXII. 193 5 Nature and time, and earth and skies, Thy heav'nly skill proclaim : What shall we do to make us wise, But learn to read thy name ? 6 To fear thy pow:r, to trust thy grace, Is our divinest skill ; And he's the wisest of our race, Who best obeys thy will. PSALM 111. Second Part. CM. Perfections of God in grace. 1 f^ REAT is the Lord, his works of might ^-* Demand our noblest songs : Let his assembled saints unite Their harmony of tongues. 2 Great is the mercy of the Lord, He gives his children food ; And ever mindful of his word, He makes his promise good. 3 His Son, the great Redeemer, came To seal his cov'nant sure : Holy and rev'rend is his name ; His ways are just and pure. 4 They that would grow divinely wise, Must with his fear begin ; Our fairest proof of knowledge lies In hating ev'ry sin. PSALM 112. CM. Liberality rewarded. 1 TTAPPY is he that fears the Lord, -*--*- And follows his commands ; Who lends the poor, without reward, Or gives with liberal hands. 2 As pity dwells within his breast To all the sons of need ; 17 194 PSALM CXIII. So God shall answer his request With blessings on his seed. 3 No evil tidings shall surprise His well established mind : His soul to God, his refuge, flies, And leaves his fears behind. 4 In times of general distress Some beams of light shall shine, To show the world his righteousness, And give him peace divine. 5 His works of piety and love Remain before the Lord: Honour on earth, and joys above, Shall be his sure reward. PSALM 113. L. M. The sovereignty and goodness of God. 1 ~\^E servants of th' Almighty King, ■*■ In ev'ry age his praises sing : Where'er the sun shall rise or set, The nations shall his praise repeat. 2 Above the earth, beyond the sky, Stands his high throne of majesty : Nor time, nor place, his pow'r restrain Nor bound his universal reign. 3 Which of the sons of Adam dare, Or angels with their God compare ? His glories how divinely bright, Who dwells in uncreated light ! 4 Behold his love ! he stoops to view What saints above, and angels do: And condescends yet more to know The mean a Hairs of men below. 5 From dust and cottages obscure, His grace exalts the humble poor; PSALM CXIV. 195 Gives them the honour of his sons, And fits them for their heav'nly thrones. 6 A word of his creating voice Can make the barren house rejoice ; Tho' Sarah's ninety years were past, The promis'd seed is born at last. 7 With joy the mother views her son, And tells the wonders God has done : Faith may grow strong, when sense despairs; Tho' nature fails, the promise bears. PSALM 114. L. M. Miraculous power attending IsraeVs journey. 1 VE/^HEN Israel freed from Pharaoh's hand * * Left the proud tyrant and his land ; The tribes with cheerful homage own Their King, and Judah w*as his throne. 2 Across the deep their journey lay ; The deep divides to make them way ; Jordan beheld their march, and fled With backward current to his head. 3 The mountains shook, like frighted sheep ; Like lambs, the little hillocks leap ; Nor Sinai, on her base, could stand, Conscious of sov'reign pow'r at hand. 4 What pow'r could make the deep divide ? Or Jordan, backward roll his tide ? Why did ye leap, ye little hills ? And whence the fright that Sinai feels ? 5 Let ev'ry mountain, ev'ry flood, Retire and know th' approaching God ; The king of Israel, see him here ; Tremble thou earth, adore and fear. 6 He thunders, and all nature mourns ; The rocks to standing pools he turns,- 196 PSALM CXV. Flints spring with fountains at his word, And fires and seas confess the Lord. PSALM 115. L. M. The true God, — Idolatry reproved. 1 l^'OT to ourselves, who are but dust, -L^ Not to ourselves is glory due ; 'Tis thine, great God, the only just, The only gracious, wise, and true. 2 Shine forth in all thy dreadful name ; Why should a heathen's haughty tongue Insult us ; and, to raise our shame, [long ?" Say, " Where's the God you've serv'd so 3 The God, we serve, maintains his throne Above the clouds, beyond the skies: Thro' all the earth his will is done, He knows our groans, he hears our cries. 4 But the vain idols, they adore, Are senseless shapes of stone and wood ; At best a mass of glitt'ring ore, A silver saint, or golden god. 5 With eyes and ears they carve the head ; Deaf are their ears, their eyes are blind : To them in vain are ofPrings made, And vows are scatter'd in the wind. 6 Their feet were never made to move, Nor hands to save when mortals pray : Mortals, that pay them fear or love, Seem to be blind and deaf, as they. 7 O Israel ! make the Lord thy hope, Thy help, thy refuge and thy rest ; The Lord shall build thy ruins up. And bless the people and the priest. 8 The dead no more can speak th) praise They dwell in silence and the grave j PSALM CXVI. 197 But we shall live to sing thy grace, And tell the world thy pow'r to save. PSALM 116. First Part. C. M. Recovery from sickness. 1 LOVE the Lord ; he heard my cries -■- And pitied ev'ry groan : Long as I live, when troubles rise I'll hasten to his throne. 2 I love the Lord ; he bow'd his ear, And chas'd my griefs away : O ! let my heart no more despair, While I have breath to pray. 3 My flesh declin'd, my spirits fell, And I drew near the dead ; While inward pangs, and fears of hell, Perplex'd my wakeful head. 4 " My God," I cried, " thy servant save, " Thou ever good and just ; " Thy pow'r can rescue from the grave, " Thy pow'r is all my trust." 5 The Lord beheld me sore distrest, He bade my pains remove : Return, my soul, to God, thy rest, For thou hast known his love. 6 My God hath sav'd my soul from death, And dried my falling tears : Now to his praise I'll spend my breath, And my remaining years. PSALM 116. Second Part. CM. Recovery from danger, — Personal consecration. t Xl^HAT shall I render to my God, * * For all his kindness shown ? My feet shall visit thine abode, My songs address thy throne. 17* 198 PSALM CXVII, CXVIII. 2 Anions the saints that fill thine house My off'rings shall be paid ; There shall my zeal perform the vows, My soul in anguish made. 3 How much is mercy thy delight, Thou ever blessed God ! How dear thy servants in thy sight ! How precious is their blood ! 4 How happy all thy servants are ! How great thy grace to me ! My life, which thou hast made thy care, Lord, I devote to thee. 5 Now I am thine, for ever thine, Nor shall my purpose move ; Thy hand hath loos'd my bonds of pain, And bound me with thy love. 6 Here in thy courts I leave my vow, And thy rich grace record ; Witness, ye saints who hear me now, If I forsake the Lord. PSALM 117. L. M. General praise, — [close of worship,) 1 l^ROM all that dwell below the skies -■- Let the Creator's praise arise : Let the Redeemers name be suno Thro' ev'ry land, by ev'ry tongue. 2 Eternal are thy mercies, Lord ; Eternal truth attends thy word; Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore, Till suns shall rise and set no more. PSALM 118. Fir* Part. CM, Security of the saints. 1 nnilK Lord appears my helper now, -*- Nor is my faith afraid ; PSALM CXVIII. 199 Whate'er the sons of earth may do, Since heav'n affords its aid. 2 'Tis safer, Lord, to hope in thee, And have my God my friend, Than trust in men of high degree, And on their truth depend. 3 'Tis thro' the Lord my heart is strong, In him my lips rejoice ; While his salvation is my song, How cheerful is my voice ! 4 Like angry bees, they girt me round ; When God appears, they fly : So burning thorns, with crackling sound, Make a fierce blaze, and die. 5 Joy to the saints, and peace belongs ; The Lord protects their days : Let Israel tune immortal songs To his almighty grace. 1 PSALM 118. Second Part. CM. Recovery from sickness publicly acknowledged. ORD, thou hast heard thy servant cry, -*-^ And rescu'd from the grave ; Now shall he live : for none can die, If God resolve to save. 2 Thy praise more constant than before, Shall fill his daily breath ; Thy hand that hath chastis'd him sore, Defends him still from death. 3 Open the gates of Zion now, For we shall worship there ; The house where all the righteous go, ' Thy mercy to declare. 4 Among th' assemblies of thy saints Our thankful voice we raise : 200 PSALM CXV1II. There we have told thee our complaints, And there we speak thy praise. PSALM 118. Third Part. CM. Christ the foundation of his church. 1 OEHOLD the sure foundation Stone ■" Which God in Zion lays, To build our heav'nly hopes upon, And his eternal praise. 2 Chosen of God, to sinners dear, How glorious is thy name ! Saints trust their whole salvation here, Nor shall they sutler shame. 3 The foolish builders, scribe and priest, Reject it with disdain : Yet on this rock the church shall rest, And envy rage in vain. 4 What tho' the gates of hell withstood ; Yet must this building rise : 'Tis thy own work, Almighty God, And wondrous in our eyes. PSALM 118. Fourth Part. CM. The Lord's day — The resurrection of Christ. 1 r|PHIS is the day, the Lord hath made, A He calls the hours his own ; Let heav'n rejoice, let earth be glad, And praise surround the throne. 2 To-day he rose, and left the dead ; And Satan's empire fell : To-day the saints his triumph spread, And all his wonders tell. 3 Hosanna to th' anointed King, To David's holy Son : Help us, () Lord, descend and bring Salvation from thy throne. PSALM CXVIII. 201 4 Blest be the Lord who comes to men With messages of grace ; Who comes in God, his Father's name, To save our sinful race. 5 Hosanna in the highest strains The church on earth can raise! The highest heav'ns in which he reigns, Shall give him nobler praise. PSALM 118. Fifth Part. S. M. Christ the Living Stone, — -for the Lord's day. 1 ^EE what a living Stone ^ The builders did refuse ! Yet God hath built his church thereon, In spite of envious Jews. 2 The scribe and angry priest Reject thine only Son ; Yet on this rock shall Zion rest, As the chief Corner Stone. 3 The work, O Lord, is thine, And wondrous in our eyes : This day declares it all divine, This day did Jesus rise. 4 This is the glorious day, That our Redeemer made : Let us rejoice, and sing and pray ; Let all the church be glad. 5 Hosanna to the King Of David's royal blood ; Bless him, ye saints ; he comes to bring Salvation from your God. 6 We bless thy holy wrord, Which all this grace displays; And offer on thine altar, Lord, Our sacrifice of praise. 202 PSALM CX1X. PSALM 119. First Part. CM. The blessedness of saints, and misery of sinners. 1 |>LEST are the undeftTd in heart, -■-* Whose ways are right and clean; Who never from thy law depart, But fly from ev'ry sin. 2 Blest are the men that keep thy word, And practise thy commands ; With their whole heart they seek the Lord And serve him with their hands. 3 Great is their peace who love thy law, How firm their souls abide ! Nor can a bold temptation draw Their steady feet aside. 4 Then shall my heart have inward joy, And keep my face from shame ; When all thy statutes I obey, And honour all thy name. 5 But haughty sinners God will hate ; The proud shall die accurst : The sons of falsehood and deceit Are trodden to the dust. 6 Vile as the dross the wicked are ; And those that leave thy ways Shall see salvation from afar, But never taste thy grace. PSALM 119. Second Part. CM. Habitual devotion, and spiritual -mi ndedncss. 1 MPO thee, before the dawning light, -*- My gracious God, I pray ; I meditate thy name by night, And keep thy law by day. 2 My spirit faints to see thy grace, Thy promise bears me up ; PSALM CXIX. 203 And, while salvation long delays, Thy word supports my hope. 3 Seven times a-day I lift my hands, And pay my thanks to thee : Thy righteous providence demands Repeated praise from me. 4 When midnight darkness veils the skies, I call thy works to mind ; My thoughts in warm devotion rise, And sweet acceptance find. PSALM 1 1 9. Third Part. C. M. Self- Consecration. 1 f I ^HOU art my portion, O my God : A Soon as I know thy way, My heart makes haste t' obey thy word, And suffers no delay. 2 I choose the path of heav'nly truth, And glory in my choice : Not all the riches of the earth Could make me so rejoice. 3 The testimonies of thy grace, I set before mine eyes ; Thence I derive my daily strength, And there my comfort lies. 4 If once I wander from thy path, I think upon my ways ; Then turn my feet to thy commands And trust thy pard'ning grace. 5 Now I am thine, for ever thine, O save thy servant, Lord ! Thou art my shield, my hiding-place, My hope is in thy word. 6 Thou hast inclin'd this heart of mine, Thy statutes to fulfil : 204 PSALM CXIX. And thus, till mortal life shall end, Would I perforin thy will. PSALM 119. Fourth Part. C. M. Excellence of the scripture. 1 TXOW shall the young secure their heart*, -■"»■ And guard their lives from sin ? Thy word the choicest rules imparts To keep the conscience clean. 2 When once it penetrates the mind, It spreads such light abroad ; The meanest souls instruction find, And raise their thoughts to God. 3 'Tis, like the sun, a heav'nly light That guides us all the day : And thro' the dangers of the night, A lamp to lead our way. 4 The men that keep thy law with care, And meditate thy word, Grow wiser than their teachers are, And better know the Lord. 5 Thy precepts make me truly wise ; I hate the sinner's road : I hate my own vain thoughts, that rise : But love thy law, my God. 6 The starry heav'ns thy rule obey ; The earth maintains her place : And these thy servants night and day Thy skill and pow'r express. 7 But still thy law and gospel, Lord, Give lessons more divine; Nor earth stands firmer than thy word Nor stars so nobly shine. 8 Thy word is everlasting truth: J low pure is ev'ry page ! PSALM CXIX. 205 That holy book shall guide our youth, And well support our age. PSALM 1 1 9. Fifth Part. C. M. Delight in scripture. OHOW I love thy holy law ! 'Tis daily my delight : And thenee my meditations draw Divine advice by night. 2 My waking eyes prevent the day, To meditate thy word : My soul with longing melts away, To hear thy gospel, Lord. 3 How doth thy word my heart engage ! How well employ my tongue ! And in my tiresome pilgrimage, Yield me a heav'nly song ! 4 Am I a stranger, or at home, 'Tis my perpetual feast ; Not honey, dropping from the comb, So much allures the taste. 5 No treasures so enrich the mind ; Nor shall thy word be sold For loads of silver well refin'd ; Nor heaps of choicest gold. 6 When nature sinks, and spirits droop, Thy promises of grace Are pillars to support my hope ; And there I write thy praise. PSALM 119. Sixth Part. C. M. Holiness and comfort through the Word. 1 T ORD, I esteem thy judgments right, -*^ And all thy statutes just ; Thence I maintain a constant fight With ev'ry flatt'riri"- lost. 18 206 PSALM CXIX. 2 Thy precepts often I survey ; I keep thy laws in sight, Thro' all the bus'ness of the day To form my actions right. 3 My heart in midnight silence cries, " How sweet thy comforts be !" My thoughts in holy wonder rise, And bring their thanks to thee. 4 And when my spirit drinks her fill, At some good word of thine ; Not mighty men, that share the spon, Have joys compar'd to mine. PSALM 119. Seventh Part. CM. I Imperfection of nature, and perfection of scripture. 1 ET all the heathen writers join, -■^ To form one perfect book ; Great God ! if once compar'd with thine, How mean their writings look ! 2 Not the most perfect rules they gave, Could show one sin forgiv'n ; Nor lead a step beyond the grave ; But thine conduct to heav'n. 3 I've seen an end of what we call Perfection here below : How short the pow'rs of nature fall ! And can no further go. 4 Yet men would fain be just with God, By works their hands have wrought; But thy commands, exceeding broad, Extend to ev'ry thought. 5 In vain we boast perfection here, While sin defiles our frame ; And sinks our virtues down so far, They scarce deserve the name PSALM CXIX. 207 6 Our faith and love, and ev'ry grace, Fall far below thy word ; But perfect truth and righteousness Dwell only with the Lord. PSALM 119. Eighth Part. CM. The excellency and variety of scripture. 1 ORD, I have made thy word my choice, -" My lasting heritage ; There shall my noblest pow'rs rejoice, My warmest thoughts engage. 2 I'll read the hist'ries of thy love, And keep thy laws in sight ; While thro' thy promises I rove, With ever fresh delight. 3 'Tis a broad land of wealth unknown, Where springs of life arise ; Seeds of immortal bliss are sown, And hidden glory lies. 4 The best relief that mourners have ; It makes our sorrows blest ; Our fairest hope beyond the grave. And our eternal rest. PSALM 119. Ninth Part. C. M. Seeking Divine instruction. 1 HPHY mercies fill the earth, O Lord, A How good thy works appear ! Open mine eyes to read thy word, And see thy wonders there. 2 My heart was fashion'd by thy hand, My service is thy due : O make thy servant understand The duties he must do ! 3 Since I'm a stranger here below, Let not thy path be hid ; 208 PSALM CXIX. But mark the road my feet should go, And be my constant guide. 4 When I confessed my wandering ways, Thou heard'st my soul complain ; Grant me the teachings of thy grace, Or I shall stray again. 5 If God to me his statutes show, And heav'nly truth impart; His work for ever I'll pursue, His law shall rule my heart. 6 This was my comfort when I bore Variety of grief; It made me learn thy word the more, And fly to that relief. 7 In vain the proud deride me now ; I'll ne'er forget thy law, Nor let that blessed gospel go, Whence all my hopes I draw. 8 When I have learn'd my Father's will, I'll teach the world his ways ; My thankful lips, inspir'd with zeal, Shall loud pronounce his praise. PSALM 119. Tenth Part. C. M. Pleading (he promises. 1 [!> EI [OLD thy waiting servant, Lord, -" Devoted to thy fear; Remember and confirm thy word : For all my hopes are there. 2 Hast thou not scut salvation down, And promis'd cftiick'ning grace? Doth not my heart address thy throne? And yet thy love delays. 3 Mine eyes for thy salvation fail; () hear thy servant up ! PSALM CXIX. 209 Nor let the scoffing lips prevail, Which dare reproach my hope. 4 Did'st thou not raise my faith, O Lord ! Then let thy truth appear : Saints shall rejoice in my reward, And trust as well as fear. PSALM 119. Eleventh Part. CM. Breathing after holiness. 1 f\ THAT the Lord would guide my ways \J To keep his statutes still ! O that my God would grant me grace To know and do his will ! 2 O send thy spirit down, to write Thy law upon my heart ! Nor let my tongue indulge deceit, Nor act the liar's part. 6 From vanity turn off my eyes ; Let no corrupt design, Nor covetous desires arise, Within this soul of mine. 4 Order my footsteps by thy word, And make my heart sincere : Let sin have no dominion, Lord ; But keep my conscience clear. D My soul hath gone too far astray, My feet too often slip ; Yet since I've not forgot thy way, Restore thy wand'ring sheep. 6 Make me to walk in thy commands, Tis a delightful road ; Nor let my head, nor heart, nor hands, Offend against my God. 18* 210 PSALM CXIX. PSALM 119. Twelfth Part. C. M. Seeking comfort and deliverance, 1 ]Y¥Y God, consider my distress, -L*A Let mercy plead my cause : Tlio' I have sinnM against thy grace, I camt forget thy laws. 2 Forbid, forbid the sharp reproach, Which I so justly fear : Uphold my life, uphold my hopes, Nor let my shame appear. 3 Be thou a surety, Lord, for me, Nor let the proud oppress; Hut make thy waiting servant see The shillings of thv face. 4 Mine eyes with expectation fail : My heart within me cries, " When will the Lord his truth fulfil, " And make mv comforts rise ?" 5 Look down upon my sorrows, Lord, And show thy grace the same ; As thou art ever wont V a 1 ford To those, that love thy name. PSALM 119. Thirteenth Part. C. M. I I ohj fear and tenderness of conscience. 1 "VM/TTH my whole heart I've sought, thy ** Then lei me never stray [face: From thy commands, () God of grace ; Nor tread the sinner's way. 2 Thy word ['ve hid within my heart To keep my conscience clean, And be an everlasting guard From ev'ry rising sin. 3 I'm a companion of the saints, Who fear and love the; Lord ; PSALM CXIX. 211 My sorrows rise, my nature faints, When men transgress thy word. 4 While sinners do thy gospel wrong, My spirit stands in awe : My soul abhors a lying tongue ; But loves thy righteous law. 5 My heart with sacred rev'rence hears The threat'nings of thy word ; My flesh with holy trembling fears The judgments of the Lord. 6 My God, I long, I hope, I wait For thy salvation still ; While thy whole law is my delight, And I obey thy will. PSALM 119. Fourteenth Part. C. M. Benefit of afflictions. 1 f^ ONSIDER all my sorrows, Lord, ^ And thy deliv'rance send : My soul for thy salvation faints ; When will my troubles end ? 2 Yet I have found it good for me To bear my Father's rod ; Afflictions make me learn thy law, And live upon my God. 3 This is the comfort I enjoy, When new distress begins ; I read thy word, I run thy ways, And hate mv former sins. 4 Had not thy word been my delight, When earthly joys had fled, My soul, opprcst with sorrow's weight, Had sunk among the dead. 5 I know thy judgments, Lord, are right, Tho' they may seem severe : 212 PSALM CXIX. The sharpest sufferings, I endure, Flow from thv faithful eare. 0 Before I knew thv chast'nin^ rod, My feet were apt to stray ; But now I learn to keep thy word, Nor wander from thy way. PSALM 119. Fifteenth Part. CM Christ la n perseverance. 1 £\ THAT thy statutes ev'ry hour ^^ Might dwell upon my mind ! Thence 1 derive a quickening pow'r, And daily peace I find 2 To meditate thy precepts, Lord, Shall he my sweet employ ; My soul shall ne'er forget thy word ; Thy word is all my joy. 3 How would I run in thy commands, Should'st thou my heart discharge From sin, and Satan's hateful chains, And set my feet at large ! 4 My lips with courage shall declare Thy statutes and thy name ; Pll speak thy word, tho' kings should hear, Nor yield to sinful shame. i) Let hands of persecutors rise, To rob me of my right ; Let pride and malice forge their lies, Thy law is my delight. 0 Depart from me, ye wicked race, Whose hands and hearts are ill: I love my God, I love his ways, And inns! obey his will. PSALM CXIX. 213 PSALM 119. Sixteenth Part. CM Prayer for quickening grace. 1 ]%/!" Y soul lies cleaving to the dust ; ■*-▼-■- Lord, give me life divine : From vain desires and ev'ry lust, Turn off these eyes of mine. 2 I need the influ'nce of thy grace To speed me in thy way ; Lest I should loiter in my race, Or turn my feet astray. 3 When sore afflictions press me down, I need thy quick'ning pow'rs ; Thy word, that I have rested on, Shall cheer my heaviest hours. 4 Are not thy mercies sov'reign still, And thou a faithful God ? Wilt thou not grant me warmer zeal To run the heav'nly road ? 5 Does not my heart thy precepts love, And long to see thy face ? And yet how slow my spirits move, Without enlivening grace ! 6 Then shall I love thy gospel more, And ne'er forget thy word ; When I have felt its quick'ning pow'r, To draw me near the Lord. PSALM 119. Seventeenth Part. L. M. Constancy under trials. 1 "VVrHEN pain and anguish seize me, Lord, * » All my support is from thy word: My soul dissolves with heaviness, Uphold me with thy strengthening grace. 2 The proud have fram'd their scoffs and lies, They watch my feet with envious eyes ; 214 PSALM CXIX. And tempt my soul to snares and sin; Yet thy commands I ne'er decline. 3 They hate me, Lord, without a cause ; They hate to see me love thy laws ; But I will trust and tear thy name, Till pride and malice die with shame. PSALM 119. Eighteenth Fart. L. M. Sanctified ajjllctions. 1 T^ ATHER, I hless thy gentle hand ; J- How kind was thy chastising rod, That fore'd my conscience to a stand, And Drought my wand'fing soul to God ! 2 Foolish and vain I went astray, Ere I had felt thy scourges, Lord ; I left my guide, and lost my way ; But now 1 love and keep thy word. S 'Tis good for me to wear the yoke, For pride is apt to rise and swell : 'Tis good to bear my Father's stroke, That I might learn his statutes well. 4 The law, that issues from thy mouth, Shall raise my cheerful passions more, Than all the treasures of the South, Or Western hills of golden ore. 5 Thy hands have made my mortal frame, Thy Spirit form'd my soul within: Teach me to know thy wondrous name, And guard me safe from death and sin. (> Then all that love and fear the Lord, At my salvation shall rejoice : For I ha\ c hoped in thy word, And made thy grace mv only choice. PSALM CXIX. 215 PSALM 119. Nineteenth Part, L. M. Perseverance in prayer. 1 1Z. EEP me from fainting in my prayers, ■«■ When to thy footstool, Lord, I come My soul with God would leave her cares. And hope for mercy from the throne 2 Kindle a flame of love and zeal, While wrestling for the grace I need; Bring me by faith within the vail, And help me ardently to plead. 3 Known to the Lord are all my sighs : I will not yield to unbelief; But persevere with fervent cries, Until he hear and grant relief. PSALM 119. Twentieth Part, CM. Pleading the Promises. 1 13 EMEMBER all my sorrows, Lord, r*-% And do as thou hast said ; Send help according to thy word, And give the promis'd aid. 2 Repeated mercies in a train Demand my gratitude ; And these my faith and hope sustain, That more will be bestow'd. 3 Renew thy work of grace, then, Lord, Nor let my soul complain ; That, while I rest upon thy word, My hopes are still in vain. PSALM 119. Twenty-First Part. L. M. Christian sincerity — an appeal to God. 1 ^EARCHER and Saviour of my soul, O My Sun, my Shield, my sov'reign Judge, All things are naked to thy view, My heart, my thoughts, my words, my ways. 216 PSALM CXIX. 2 Sinners of state with pow'r array 'd, Who fear not God, nor man regard, Have persecuted without cause ; But all their hatred I defy. 3 Still to thy word my soul repairs ; Thence I my highest comforts draw : Tho' foes may fight and devils rage, If God he for me, all is well. 4 Sustain me then with promised grace, Revive my heart, increase my faith : I hate to lie, I love the truth ; O ! make me be what I profess. 5 Sev'n times a day my pray'rs ascend With mingled praises, to the throne : 'Tis good to seek my Father's face, And plead in my Redeemer's name. 6 Strong peace have they, who love thy law , Firm on a rock their hopes are built ; Their faith looks up to nobler scenes, And nothing can detain them here. 7 Seal to my soul thy pard'ning love, Let strength be equal to my day ; Then will I run with great delight, And eager press, to seize the prize. 8 Supremely wise, and good, and great ; O! search my heart, and try my ways; Thy word J love, thy judgments fear. And tremble, while 1 pray and praise. PSALM 119. Twenty Second Part, CM. Inconstancy of saints — Unchangeable lore of Christ. 1 HPHE least, the feeblest of the sheep, -^- To Christ, the Father gave; He; loves the Hock, the charge he'll keep: J lis arm is strong to save. PSALM CXX. 217 2 They're prone to wander out of sight, And apt to run astray; And when once lost, unable quite To find again the way. 3 That hand, which heav'n and earth upholds. Can keep them free from harms ; The Shepherd brings them to their folds, And bears them in his arms. 4 To thee, my Shepherd and my Rock, A grateful song I'll raise ; O ! let the meanest of the flock Attempt to speak thy praise. 5 Thou art my guard ; my all I owe To thine amazing love : My standing in thy fold below, And hopes of bliss above. 6 Ten thousand thousand comforts heres Dispens'd in various ways, Confirm thy faithfulness and care, And claim adoring praise. 7 Then, guided, Shepherd, by thy love, My feet shall keep thy way ; Soon shall I reach thy fold above, And go no more astray. psalm 120. c. to: The Christian.'' s complaint against strife, and his love of peace. 1 HPHOU God of love, thou ever blest, A Pity my suff'ring state : When wilt thou set my soul at rest From lips, that love deceit ? 2 Hard lot of mine ! my days are cast Among the sons of strife ; Whose never-ceasing brawlings waste My golden hours of life. 19 218 PSALM CXXI. 3 O ! might I fly to change my place, How would I choose to dwell In some wide, lonesome, wilderness, And leave these gates of hell ! 4 Peace is the blessing that I seek : How lovely are its charms ! I am for peace ; but, when I speak, They all declare for arms. 5 New passions still their souls engage And keep their malice strong : What shall be done to curb thy rage, O thou devouring tongue ! 6 Should burning arrows smite thee througii, Strict justice would approve ; But I would rather spare my foe, And melt his heart with love. PSALM 121. First Part. C. M. Divine protection. 1 npO Zion's hill I lift my eyes, -■- From thence expecting aid ; From Zion's hill, and Zion's God, Who heav'n and earth has made. 2 Thou, then, my soul, in safety rest ; Thy guardian will not sleep : His watchful care, that Israel guards, Will thee in safety keep. 3 Shelter'd beneath th' Almighty's wings, Thou shalt securely rest, Where neither sun nor moon shall thee By day or night molest. 4 At home, abroad, in pence, in war, Thy God shall thee defend ; Conduct thee thro' life's pilgrimage Safe to thy journey's end. PSALM CXXI. 219 PSALM 121. Second Part. P.M. Constant preservation. 1 TTPWARD I lift mine eyes; ^ From God is all my aid ; The God that built the skies, And earth and nature made : God is the pow'r, To which I fly; His grace is nigh In ev'ry hour. 2 My feet shall never slide, Nor fall in fatal snares; Since God, my guard and guide, Defends me from my fears. Those wakeful eyes, That never sleep, Shall Israel keep When dangers rise. 3 No burning heats by day, Nor blasts of ev'ning air, Shall take my health away, If God be with me there : Thou art my sun, And thou my shade, To guard my head By night, or noon. 4 Hast thou not giv'n thy word To save my soul from death ? And I can trust my Lord, To keep my mortal breath. I'll go and come, Nor fear to die, Till from on high Thou call me home. 220 PSALM CXXII, CXXIII. PSALM 122. C. M. Public worship. 1 1¥ OW did my heart rejoice to heai -*--*■ My friends devoutly say, " In Zion let us all appear, " And keep the solemn day !" 2 I love her gates, I love the road : The church adorn'd with grace Stands, like a palace built for God, To show his milder face. 3 Up to her courts with joys unknown, The holy tribes repair ; The Son of David holds his throne, And sits in judgment there. 4 He hears our praises and complaints ; And while his awful voice Divides the sinners from the saints, We tremble and rejoice. 5 Peace be within this sacred place, And joy a constant guest ; With holy gifts and heav'nly grace Be her attendants blest. 6 My soul shall pray for Zion still, While life or breath remains : There my best friends, my kindred dwell • There God, my Saviour, reigns. PSALM 123. C. M. Pleading with submission. 1 f\ THOU, whose grace and justice reign ^' Enthron'd above the skies ; To thee our hearts would tell their pain, To thee we lift our eyes. 2 As servants watch their master's hand. And fear the angry stroke ; PSALM CXXIV. 221 Or maids before their mistress stand, And wait a peaceful look : 3 So for our sins we justly feel Thy discipline, O God ; Yet wait the gracious moment still, Till thou remove thy rod. 4 Those, that in wealth and pleasure live, Our daily groans deride ; And thy delays of mercy give Fresh courage to their pride. 5 Our foes insult us, but our hope In thy compassion lies : This thought shall bear our spirits up, That God will not despise. PSALM 124. L. M. Thanksgiving for national deliverance. 1 ¥TAD not the Lord, may Israel say, -"--■- Had not the Lord maintain'd our side When men, to make our lives a prey, Rose like the swelling of the tide, 2 The swelling tide had stopt our breath, So fiercely did the waters roll ; We had been swallow'd deep in death : Proud waters had o'erwhelm'd our soul. 3 We leap for joy, we shout and sing, Who just escap'd the fatal stroke ; So flies the bird with cheerful wing, When once the fowler's snare is broke. 4 For ever blessed be the Lord, Who broke the fowler's cursed snare ; Who sav'd us from the murd'ring sword, And made our lives and souls his care. 5 Our help is in Jehovah's name, Who form'd the earth, and built the skies ; 19* 222 PSALM CXXY, CXXVL He, that upholds that wondrous frame, Guards his own church with watchful eyes. PSALM 125. S. M. The trials and safety of believers. 1 C^IRM and unmov'd are they -*- That rest their souls on God : Fix'd as the mount where David dwelt, Or where the ark abode. 2 As mountains stood to guard The city's sacred ground, So God and his almighty love Embrace his saints around. 3 What, tho' the Father's rod Drop a chastising stroke, Yet, lest it wound their souls too deep, Its fury shall be broke. 4 Deal gently, Lord, with those, Whose faith and pious fear, Whose hope and love, and ev'ry grace, Proclaim their hearts sincere. 5 Nor shall the tyrant's rage Too long oppress the saint : The God of Israel will support His children, lest they faint. 6 But if our slavish fear Will choose the road to hell, We must receive our portion there, Where bolder sinners dwell. PSALM 12(1. First Part. I, M. 1' raise for unexpected merciei, 1 VVniKX God rcstord our captive state, ▼ ▼ Joy was our song, and grace our theme; A grace beyond our hopes so great, The jo) appeared but fancy's dream. PSALM CXXVI. 223 2 The scoffer owns thy hand, and pays Unwilling honours to thy name ; While we with pleasure shout thy praise. With cheerful notes thy love proclaim. 3 When we review'd our dismal fears, 'Twas hard to think they'd vanish so ; With God we left our flowing tears, He makes our joys like rivers tlow. PSALM 126. Second Part. C. M. The joy of conversion. 1 X/Y^HEN God reveal'd his gracious name, ™ * And chang'd my mournful state, My rapture seem'd a pleasing dream, The grace appear'd so great. 2 The world beheld the glorious change, And did thy hand confess ; My tongue broke out in unknown strains, And sung surprising grace. 3 " Great is the work," my neighbours cried, And own'd thy pow'r divine ; " Great is the work," my heart replied, " And be the glory thine." 4 The Lord can clear the darkest skies, Can give us day for night ; Make drops of sacred sorrow rise To rivers of delight. 5 Let those that sow in sadness wait Till the fair harvest come : They shall confess their sheaves are great. And shout the blessings home. 6 Tho' seed lie buried long in dust, It shan't deceive their hope : The precious grain can ne'er be lost, For grace insure- the crop. 224 PSALM CXXV1I, CXXVIII. PSALM P27. L. M. Prosperity and happiness from God. 1 PF God succeed not, all the cost -■- And pains to build the house are lost ; If God the city do not keep, The watchful guards as a\ ell may sleep. 2 What, tho' you rise before the sun, And work and toil when day is done : Careful and sparing eat your bread, To shun that poverty you dread ; 3 'Tis all in vain, till God hath blest; He can make rich, yet give us rest : Children and friends are blessings too, If God, our sov'reign, make them so. 4 Happy the man to whom he sends Obedient children, faithful friends! How sweet our daily comforts prove, When they are season'd with his love ! PSALM 128. C. M. A christian blessed in his family. 1 {\ HAPPY man, whose soul is fill'd *J With faith and rev'rend awe ; Whose lips to God their honours yield, Whose life adorns the law. 2 A careful Providence shall stand, And ever guard thy head ; And on the labours of thy hand Its kindly blessings shed. 3 Thy wife shall be a fruitful vine ; Thy children round thy board, Each, like a plant of honour, shine, And learn to liar the Lord. 4 The Lord shall thy best hopes fulfil, For months and years lo come; PSALM CXX1X. 225 The Lord, who dwells on Ziorrs hill, Shall send the blessings home. 5 This is the man, whose happy eyes Shall see his house increase ; Shall see the sinking church arise, And leave the world in peace. PSALM 129. C, M. Persecutors punished. 1 TTP from my youth, may Israel say, ^ Have I been nurs'd in tears ; My griefs were constant as the day, And tedious as the years. 2 Up from my youth I bore the rage Of all the sons of strife ; Oft they assail'd my riper age, But not destroy'd my life. 3 Their cruel plough had torn my flesh With furrows long and deep ; Hourly they vex'd my wounds afresh, Nor let my sorrows sleep. 4 How was their insolence surpris'd, To hear his thunders roll ! And all the foes of Zion seiz'd With horror to the soul. 5 Thus shall the men that hate the saints, Be blasted from the sky ; Their glory fades, their courage faints, And all their projects die. 6 What tho' they flourish tall and fair ! They have no root beneath ; Their growth shall perish in despair, And lie despis'd in death. 7 So corn, that on the house-top stands* No hope of harvest gives ; 226 PSALM CXXX. The reaper ne'er shall fill his hands, Nor binder fold the sheaves : 8 It springs and withers on the place; No traveller bestows A word of blessing on the grass, Nor minds it as he goes. PSALM 130. C. M. Pardoning grace. 1 f\ UT of the depths of long distress, ^-^ The borders of despair, I sent my cries to seek thy grace, My groans to move thine ear. 2 Great God ! should thy severer eye And thine impartial hand, Mark and revenge iniquity, No mortal flesh could stand. 3 But there are pardons with my God, For crimes of high degree : Thv Son has bought them with his blood, To draw us near to thee. 4 I wait for thy salvation, Lord, With strong desires I wait ; My soul, invited by thy word, Stands watching at thy gate. 5 Just as the guards, that keep the night, Long for the morning skies ; Watch the first beams of breaking light ; And meet them with their eyes ; 6 So waits my soul to see thy grace, And, more intent than they, Meets the first op'nings of thy face. And finds a brighter day. 7 Then in the Lord let Israel trust ; Let Israel seek his face : PSALM CXXXI, CXXXII. 227 The Lord is good, as well as just, And plenteous in his grace. 8 There's full redemption at his throne For sinners long enslav'd : The great Redeemer is his Son ; And Israel shall be sav'd. PSALM 131. CM. Humility and submission. 1 FS there ambition in my heart? -*> Search, gracious God, and see ; Or do I act a haughty part ? Lord, I appeal to thee. 2 I charge my thoughts, be humble still, And all my carriage mild : Content, my Father, with thy will, And quiet as a child. 3 The patient soul, the lowly mind Shall have a large reward : Let saints in sorrow lie resign'd, And trust a faithful Lord. PSALM 132. First Part. L. M. Provisions of Zion. 1 VYTHERE shall we go, to seek and find ▼ * A habitation for our God ; A dwelling for th' eternal mind, Among the sons of flesh and blood ? 2 The God of Jacob chose the hill Of Zion for his ancient rest ; And Zion is his dwelling still : His church is with his presence blest. 3 Here will I fix my gracious throne, And reign for ever, saith the Lord ; Here shall my pow'r and love be known, And blessings shall attend my word. 228 PSALM CXXXII. 4 Here will I meet the hungry poor, And fill their souls with living bread ; Sinners that wait before my door, With sweet provision shall be fed. 5 Girded with truth, and cloth'd with grace, My priest, my ministers shall shine ; Not Aaron, in his costly dress, Made an appearance so divine. 6 The saints, unable to contain Their inward joy, shall shout and sing : The Son of David here shall reign, And Zion triumph in her King. 7 Jesus shall see a num'rous seed Born here, t' uphold his glorious name ; His crown shall flourish on his head, While all his foes are cloth'd with shame 1 PSALM 132. Second Part. CM. Privileges of the New Testament Church. ARISE, O King of grace, arise, And enter to thy rest : Lo ! thy church waits with longing eyes, Thus to be own'd and blest. 2 Enter with all thy glorious train, Thy Spirit and thy word : All, that the ark did once contain. Could no such grace afford. 3 Clothe all thy ministers with grace, Let truth their tongues employ ; That in the Saviour's righteousness Thy saints may shout for joy. 4 Here, mighty God ! accept our vows, Here let thy praise be spread ; liless the provisions of thy house, And fill thy poor with bread. PSALM CXXXII, CXXXIII. 229 5 Here let the Son of David reign, Let God's anointed shine ; Justice and truth his court maintain, With love and pow'r divine. PSALM 132. Third Part. C. AT. The privileges of the church under the New Testament 1 HP HE Lord in Zion plac'd his throne, -"- His ark was settled there : To Zion the whole nation came, To worship thrice a year. 2 But we have no such lengths to walk, Nor wander far abroad ; Where'er thy saints assemble now, There is a house for God. 3 Blest Zion still, in God's esteem, All other seats excels : Wherever he records his name, 'Tis Zion ; there he dwells. ;; Her store," says he, " I will increase ; " Her poor with plenty bless ; " Her saints shall shout for joy ; her priests " My saving health confess. t; There David's pow'r shall long remain " In his establish'd line ; There David's Son and Lord shall reign, " And with fresh lustre shine. The faces of his vanquish'd foes " Confusion shall o'erspread ; Whilst, with confirm'd success, his crown " Shall flourish on his head." 1 PSALM 133. First Part. C. M. Brotherly lore. LO ! what an entertaining sight Are brethren that agree ; 20 230 PSALM CXXXIII, ( XXXIV. Brethren whose cheerful hearts unite In bonds of piety. 2 When streams of love from Christ, the springs Descend to ev'rv soul, And heav'nly peace with balmy wing, Shades and bedews the whole : 3 'Tis like the oil divinely sweet. On Aaron's rev'rend head ; The trickling drops perfum'd his feet And o'er his garments spread. 4 'Tis pleasant as the morning dews That fall on Zion's hill ; Where God his mildest glory shows, And makes his grace distil. PSALM 133. Second Part. S. M. Brotherly love. 1 V% LEST are the sons of peace, -" Whose hearts and hopes are one , Whose kind designs to serve and please, Thro' all their actions run. 2 Blest is the pious house, Where zeal and friendship meet : Their songs of praise, their mingled vows, Make their communion sweet. 3 Thus, on tin* heav'nly hills The saints are blest above, Where joy, like morning dew, distils, And all the air is Iovb, PSALM 131. C. M. (m'( ik nil praise. 1 "VTK that obey th' immortal King, A Attend his holy place ; Bow to the glories of his pow'r, And bless his wondrous grace. PSALM CXXXV. 231 2 Lift up your hands by morning light, And raise your souls on high; Send your admiring thoughts by night Above the starry sky. 3 The God of Zion cheers our hearts, With rays of quick'ning grace ; The God that spread the heav'ns abroad And rules the swelling seas. PSALM 135. First Part. L. M. The Church GocVs house and care — general praise. 1 piiAISK ye the Lord, exalt his name, ■*- While in his earthly courts ye wait, Ye saints that to his house belong, Or stand attending at his gate. 2 Praise ye the Lord, the Lord is good ; To praise his name is sweet employ : Israel he chose of old, and still His church is his peculiar joy. 3 The Lord himself will judge his saints ; He treats his servants as his friends : And when he hears their sore complaints. Repents the sorrows, that he sends. 4 Thro' ev'ry age the Lord declares His name, and breaks th' oppressor's rod : He gives his surl'ring servants rest, And will be known th' Almighty God. 5 Bless ye the Lord, who taste his love ; People and priests exalt his name : Among his saints he ever dwells ; His church is his Jerusalem. G PSALM 135. Second Part. L. M. Grandeur of God. RE AT is the Lord, exalted high, Above all pow'rs and ev'ry throne ; 232 PSALM CXXXV. Whatever he pleas'd in earth or sea, Or heav'n, or hell, his hand hath done. 2 At his command the vapours rise, The lightnings flash, the thunders roar; He pours the rain ; he brings the v\ ind, And tempest from his airy store. 3 'Twas he, those dreadful tokens sent, O Egypt, thro' thy stubborn land ! When all thy first-born, beasts and men, Fell dead by his avenging hand. 4 What mighty nations, mighty kings He slew, and their whole country gave To Israel, whom his hand redeem'd, No more to be proud Pharaoh's slave. 5 His pow'r the same, the same his grace, That saves us from the hosts of hell : And heav'n he gives us to possess, Whence those apostate angels fell. PSALM 135. Third Part, C. M. Grandeur of God, — introductory. 1 A WAKE, ye saints, to praise your King, -£*- Your sweetest passions raise ; Your pious pleasure, while you sing, Increasing with the praise. 2 Great is the Lord ; and works unknown Are his divine employ ; But still his saints are near his throne, His treasure and his joy. 3 Heav'n, earth, and sea confess his hand ; He bids the vapours rise: Lightning and storms ;it his command Sweep thro' the sounding skies. 4 All pow'r, that gods or kings have claim'd, Is found with him alone ; PSALM CXXXVI. 233 But heathen gods should ne'er be nam'd Where our Jehovah's known. 5 O Zion, trust the living God, Serve him with faith and fear; He makes thy courts his blest abode, And claims his honours there. PSALM 136. First Part. P. M. The wonders of Creation, Providence, and Redemption. 1 |^ IVE thanks to God most high, ^-* The universal Lord ; The sov'reign King of kings ; And be his grace ador'd. "His povv'r and grace are still the same; "And let his name have endless praise." 2 How mighty is his hand ! What wonders hath he done ! He form'd the earth and seas, And spread the heav'ns alone. "Thy mercy, Lord, shall still endure; "And ever sure abides thy word." 3 His wisdom fram'd the sun, To crown the day with light ; The moon and twinkling stars, To cheer the darksome night. "His pow'r and grace are still the same; " And let his name have endless praise." 4 He smote the first-born sons. The flow'r of Egypt, dead ; And thence his chosen tribes With joy and glory led. "Thy mercy, Lord, shall still endure ; "And ever sure abides thy word." 5 His pow'r and lifted rod Cleft the Red Sea in two; 20 # 234 PSALM CXXXVI. And for his people made A wondrous passage through. "His pow'r and grace are still the same; "And let his name have endless praise." 6 But cruel Pharaoh there, With all his host he drown'd, And brought his Israel safe Thro' a lonjj desert ground. "Thy mercy, Lord, shall still endure; "And ever sure abides thy word." 7 The kings of Canaan fell Beneath his dreadful hand ; While his own servants took Possession of their land. "His pow'r and grace are still the same ; "And let his name have endless praise." 8 He saw the nations lie All perishing in sin ; And pitied the sad state The ruin'd world was in. "Thy mercy, Lord, shall still endure; "And ever sure abides thy word." 9 He sent his only Son To save us from our woe, From Satan, sin, and death, And ev'ry hurtful foe. "His pow'r and grace arc still the same ; "And let his name have endless praise." 10 Give thanks aloud to God, To God tin; heav'nly king ; And let the spacious earth His works and glories Billff. "Thy mercy, Lord, shall still endure; And ever sun- abides thy word." PSALM CXXXVI, CXXXVII. 235 PSALM 136. Second Part. L. M. The wonders of creation, providence, and redemption. 1 |^1 IVE to our God immortal praise ; *-* Mercy and truth are all his ways : Give to the Lord of lords renown, The King oi' kings with glory crown. 2 He built the earth, he spread the sky, And fix'd the starry lights on high : He fills the sun with morning light, He bids the moon direct the night. 3 The Jews he freed from Pharaoh's hand, And brought them to the promis'd land : He saw the Gentiles dead in sin, And felt his pity work within. 4 He sent his Son with pow'r to save From guilt, and darkness, and the grave : " Wonders of grace to God belong, " Repeat his mercies in your song." 5 Thro' this vain world he guides our feet And leads us to his heav'nly seat : " His mercies ever shall endure, " When this vain world shall be no more." PSALM 137. First Part. L. M. The sorrows of Israel in captivity. 1 D Y Babel's stream the captives sate, -" And wept for Zion's hapless fate : Useless, their harps on willows hung, While foes requir'd a sacred song. 2 With taunting voice, and scornful eye, " Sing us a song of heav'n," they cry : " While foes deride our God, and King, " How can we tune our harps or sing ?" 3 " If Zion's woes our hearts forget, " Or cease to mourn for Israel's fate, 236 PSALM CXXXVII. " Let useful skill our hands forsake ; " Our hearts with hopeless sorrow break." 4 4i Thou, ruin'd Salem, to our eyes 44 Each clay, in sad remembrance, rise ! %i Should we e'er cease to feel thy wrongs, 44 Lost be our joys, and mute our tongues!'' 5 44 Remember, Lord, proud Edom's sons, 44 Who cried, exulting at our groans, 44 While Salem trembled at her base, 44 Rase them : her deep foundations rase." G While thus they sung, the mourners view'd Their foes by Cyrus' arm subdu'd, And saw his glory rise, who spread Their streets, and fields, with hosts of dead 7 Pleas'd, they foresaw, the blest decree, That set their tribes from bondage free ; Renew'd the temple, and rcstor'd The sacred worship of the Lord. PSALM 137. Second Part. L. M. Church in distress, seeking God. 1 ORD, in those dark and dismal days, -■^ We mourn the hidings of thy face; Proud enemies our path surround, To level Zion with the "round. 2 Her sons, her worship, they deride, And hiss thy word with tongues of pride; And cry, t' insult our humble prayer, 44 Where is your God, ye Christians, where V 3 Errors, and sins, and follies grow ; Thy saints bow down in deepest woe: Their love decays, their zeal is o'er; And thousands walk with Christ no more. 4 To happier days our bosoms turn; Those davs but teach us how to mour" : PSALM CXXXVLL ^37 The God, who bade his mercy flow, In wrath withdraws his blessing now. 5 The blessing from thy truth's withdrawn ; Its quick'ning, saving inrlu'nce gone: Unwarn'd, unwaken'd, sinners hear, Nor see their awful danger near. 6 In dews unseen, in scanty show'rs, Thy Spirit sheds his healing pow'rs : Thy thirsty ground is parch'd beneath, And all is barrenness, and death. 7 Yet still, thy name be ever blest, On thee our hope shall safely rest : Zion her Saviour soon shall see Array'd to set his Israel free. 8 Jesus, with vengeance arm'd, shall come To crush his foes, and seal their doom ; The mystic Babel whelm in dust, Her pomp, her idols, pow'r and trust. 9 Then shall thy saints exult, and sing The matchless glories of their King ; Nations before his altar bend, And peace from realm to realm extend, PSALM 137. Third Part. S. M. Love for the Church. 1 X LOVE thy kingdom, Lord, ■*- The house of thine abode ; The church our blest Redeemer sav'd With his own precious blood. 2 I love thy Church, O God ! Her walls before thee stand, Dear as the apple of thine eye, And graven on thy hand. 3 If e'er to bless thy sons My voice, or hands deny, 238 PSALM CXXXV1IL These hands let useful skill forsake, This voice in silence die. 4 If e'er my heart forget Her welfare, or her woe, Let ev'ry joy this heart forsake, And ev'ry grief o'eriiow. 5 For her my tears shall fall ; For her my prayers ascend ; To her my cares and toils be giv'n, Till toils and cares shall end. 6 Beyond my highest joy I prize her heav'nly ways ; Her sweet communion, solemn vows, Her hymns of love and praise. 7 Jesus, thou Friend divine, Our Saviour, and our King, Thy hand from ev'ry snare and foe Shall great deliv'rance bring. 8 Sure as thy truth shall last, To Zion shall be giv'n The brightest glories, earth can yield, And brighter bliss of heav'n. PSALM 138. L. M. Praise for deliverance* 1 "V¥/TTJ1 all my pow'rs of heart and tongue * * I'll praise1 my Maker in my Angels shall hear the notes 1 raise, Approve the song, and join the praise. M Angels, that make thy church their care, Shall witness my devotion there; While holy zeal directs mine eyes To thy fair temple in tin1 skies. 3 J'll sing thy truth and mercy. Lord, I'll sing the wonders of thv word: song : PSALM CXXXIX. 239 Not all thy works and names below So much thy pow'r and glory show. 4 To God I cried when troubles rose ; He heard me, and subdu'd my foes ; He did my rising fears control, And strength diffus'd thro' all my soul. 5 The God of heav'n maintains his state, Frowns on the proud, and scorns the great; But from his throne descends, to see The sons of humble poverty. 6 Amid a thousand snares I stand, Upheld and guarded by thy hand : Thy words my fainting soul revive, And keep my dying faith alive. 7 Grace will complete what grace begins, To save from sorrows and from sins: The work, that wisdom undertakes, Eternal mercy ne'er forsakes. PSALM 139. First Part. L. M. The omniscience and omnipresence of God. 1 npHCU,Lord,by strictest search hast known -*- My rising up and lying down : My secret thoughts are known to thee, Known long before conceiv'd by me. 2 Thine eye my bed and path surveys, My public haunts and private ways ; Thou know'st what 'tis my lips would vent ; My yet unutter'd words' intent. 3 Within thy circling pow'r I stand ; On ev'ry side I find thy hand: Awake, asleep, at home, abroad, I am surrounded still with God. 4 O ! could I so perfidious be, To think of once deserting thee, 240 PSALM CXXXIX. Where, Lord, could I thy influ'nce shun ? Or whither from thy presence run ? 5 If up to heav'n I take my flight, 'Tis there thou dwell'st enthron'd in light. If down to hell's infernal plains, 'Tis there almighty vengeance reigns. 6 If I the morning wings could gain, And fly beyond the western main, Thy swifter hand would first arrive, And there arrest thy fugitive. 7 Or should I try to shun thy sight Beneath the sable wings of night ; One glance from thee, one piercing ray, Would kindle darkness into day. 8 The veil of night is no disguise, No screen from thy all-searching eyes ; Thro' midnight shades thou find'st thy way, As in the blazing noon of day. 9 " O may these thoughts possess my breast, " Where'er I rove, where'er I rest ! " Nor let my weaker passions dare " Consent to sin ; for God is there." PSALM 139. Second Part. C. M. The wisdom of God in the formation of man. 1 "VVTHEN I with pleasing wonder stand, ** And all my frame survey; Lord, 'tis thy work ; I own, thy hand Thus built my humble clay. 2 Thy hand my heart and reins possest, Where unborn nature grew: Thy wisdom all mv Features trac'd, And all my members drew. 3 Thine eye with nicest care survcy'd The growth of every part; PSALM CXXXIX. 211 Till the whole scheme, thy thoughts had laid. Was copied by thine art. 4 Heav'n, earth, and sea, and fire, and wind, Show me thy wondrous skill ; But I review myself, and find Diviner wonders still. 5 Thine awful glories round me shine, My flesh proclaims thy praise ; Lord, to thy works of nature join Thy miracles of grace. PSALM 139. Third Part. CM. The mercies of God innumerable. An evening Psalm. 1 ORD, when I count thy mercies o'er, -" They strike me with surprise ; Not all the sands that spread the shore To equal numbers rise. 2 My flesh with fear and wonder stands, The product of thy skill; And hourly blessings from thy hands Thy thoughts of love reveal. 3 These on my heart by night I keep ; How kind, how dear to me ! O ! may the hour that ends my sleep Still find my thoughts with thee. PSALM 139. Fourth Part. L. M. Christian integrity — An appeal to God. 1 1VTY God, what in ward grief I feel, 1t_1_ When impious i^en transgress thy will I mourn to hear their lips profane, Take thy tremendous name in vain. 2 Does not my soul detest and hate The sons of malice and deceit ? Those that oppose thy laws and thee, I count them enemies to me. 21 242 PSALM CXL. 3 Lord, search my soul, try ev'ry thought Tho' my own heart accuse me not Of walking in a false disguise ; I beg the trial of thine eyes. 4 Doth secret mischief lurk within ? Do I indulge some unknown sin ? 0 turn my feet whene'er I stray ! And lead me in thy perfect way. PSALM 140. S. M. A complaint against personal enemies. 1 1\/|"Y God, while impious men, -L*A With malice in their heart, My peace destroy, my life defame, Thy guardian grace impart. 2 With poison in their lips, And with a serpent's tongue, They sting my fainting soul to death, And make my name their song. 3 Ceaseless they lie in wait My footsteps to betray ; They hide their snare, they set their gin, Beside my peaceful way. 4 O hear my humble cry ! Their fondest hope destroy ; Their arts confound, their plots disclose, And blast their envious joy. 5 On their own heads shall fall The mischiefs they devise ; Thy hand shall take them in their net, Their slanders, and their lies. 6 As coals the wood consume, As pits receive their slain ; So shall the men of malice sink, And never rise again. PSALM CXL1, CXLII. 243 7 The Lord, who hates the proud, Shall scorch the sland'rous tongue ; Shall hunt the wicked from the earth, And well requite their wrong. 8 Thou wilt sustain the poor, And bid tli' afflicted sing ; Before thee, shall thy children dwell, Their Father, and their King. PSALM 141. L. M. Watchfulness and brotherly love — A morning or evening psalm. 1 1V1 Y God, accept my early vows, -*-▼-*- Like morning incense in thy house ; And let my nightly worship rise Sweet as the ev'ning sacrifice. 2 Watch o'er my lips, and guard them, Lord, From ev'ry rash and heedless word ; Nor let my feet incline to tread The guilty path, where sinners lead. 3 O may the righteous, when I stray, Smite and reprove my wand'ring way! Their gentle words, like ointment shed, Shall never bruise but cheer mv head. 4 When I behold them prest with grief, I'll cry to heav'n for their relief; And by my warm petitions prove How much I prize their faithful love. PSALM 142. C. M. Deliverance in sore distress, 1 nPO God I made my sorrows known, -■- From God I sought relief; In long complaints before his throne I pour'd out all my grief. 2 My soul was overwhelm'd with woes, My heart began to break : 244 PSALM CXLIII. My God, who all my burdens knows, Knows ev'ry way I take. 3 On ev'ry side I cast mine eye, And found my helpers gone ; While friends and strangers pass'd me by Neglected or unknown. 4 Then did I raise a louder cry, And call'd thy mercy near ; " Thou art my portion, when I die : " Be thou my refuge here." 5 Lord, I am brought exceeding low ; Now let thine ear attend, And make my foes, who vex me, know, I've an Almighty Friend. 6 From my sad prison set me free ; Then shall I praise thy name : And holy men shall join with me, Thy kindness to proclaim. PSALM 143. L. M. Mourning under afflictions. 1 TVT Y righteous Judge, my gracious God ! •!■▼-■- Hear, when I spread my hands abroad, And cry for succour from thy throne : O make thy truth and mere}' known ! 2 Let judgment not against me pass; Behold, thy servant pleads thy grace : Should justice call us to thy bar, No living man is guiltless there. 3 Look down in pity, Lord, and see The miffhtv woes that burden me . Down to the dust my life is brought, Like one long buried and forgot. 4 I dwell in darkness and unseen, My heart is desolate within; PSALM CXLII1. 245 My thoughts in musing silence trace The ancient wonders of thy grace. 5 Thence I derive a glimpse of hope To bear my sinking spirits up ; I stretch my hands to God again, And thirst, like parched lands, for rain. 6 For thee I thirst, I pray, I mourn ; When will thy smiling face return ? Shall all my joys on earth remove ? And God for ever hide his love ? 7 My God, thy long delay, to save, Will sink thy pris'ner to the grave ; My heart grows faint, and dim mine eye; Make haste to help before I die. 8 The night is witness to my tears, Distressing pains, distressing fears : O, might I hear thy morning voice, How would my wearied pow'rs rejoice ! 9 In thee I trust, to thee I sigh, And raise my grieved soul on high ; For thee sit waiting all the day, And wear the tiresome hours away. 10 Break off my fetters, Lord, and show Which is the path, my feet should go ; If snares and foes beset the road, I flee to hide me near my God. 11 Teach me to do thy holy will, And lead me to thy heav'nly hill ; Let the Good Spirit of thy love Conduct me to thy courts above. 12 Then shall my soul no more complain The tempter then shall rage in vain : And flesh, that was my foe before, Shall never vex my spirit more. 21 * 246 PSALM CXLIV. PSALM 144. Fir* Part, C. M. Victory in the spiritual warfare. 1 K^OR ever blessed be the Lord, -*- My Saviour and my shield ; He sends his Spirit with his word, To arm me for the field. 2 When sin and hell their force unite, He makes my soul his care ; instructs me to the heav'nly fight, And guards me thro' the war. 3 A friend and helper so divine, Does my weak courage raise ; He makes the glorious vict'ry mine ; And his shall be the praise. PSALM 14 1. Second Part. C. M. The vanity of man — Condescension of God. 1 ORD, what is man, poor feeble man, A^ Born of the earth at first ! His life a shadow, light and vain, Still hast'ning to the dust. 2 O what is feeble dying man, Or any of his race, That God should make it his concern To visit him with grace ! 3 That God, who darts his lightnings down, Who shakes the worlds above ; While mountains tremble at his frown: How wondrous is bis love ! PSALM 144. Third Part. L. M. The Happy nation. 1 [TAPPY the city, where their sons -"-•*- Like pillars round a palace set, And daughters, bright as polished stones, (iive strength and beauty to the state. PSALM CXLV. 247 2 Happy the country, where the sheep, Cattle, and corn, have large increase ; Where men securely work, or sleep, Nor sons of plunder break their peace. 3 Happy the nation thus endow'd : But more divinely blest are those, On whom the all-sufficient God, Himself with all his grace bestows. PSALM 145. First Part. L. M. General praise — Greatness of God. 1 1VTY God, my King, thy various praise A*X Shall fill the remnant of my days ; Thy grace employ my humble tongue Till death and glory raise the song. 2 The wings of ev'ry hour shall bear Some thankful tribute to thine ear ; And ev'ry setting sun shall see New works of dutv done for thee. ml 3 Thy truth and justice I'll proclaim ; Thy bounty flows an endless stream ; Thy mercy swift ; thine anger slow ; But dreadful to the stubborn foe. 4 Thy works with sov'reign glory shine And speak thy majesty divine : Let Zion in her courts proclaim The sound and honour of thy name. 5 Let distant times and nations raise The long succession of thy praise ; And unborn ages make my song The joy and labour of their tongue. 6 But who can speak thy wondrous deeds ? Thy greatness all our thoughts exceeds : Vast and unsearchable thy ways ; Vast and immortal be thy praise. 248 PSALM CXLV. PSALM 145. Second Part. C. M. The goodness of God. 1 Q WEET is the mein'ry of thy grace, ^ My God, my hcav'nly King : Let age to age thy righteousness In sounds of glory sing. 2 God reigns on high, hut not confines His goodness to the skies ; Thro' the whole earth his bounty shines, And ev'ry want supplies. 3 With longing eyes thv creatures wait On thee tor daily food ; Thy lib'ral hand provides their meat, And fills their mouths with good. 4 How kind arc thy compassions, Lord ! How slow thine an^er moves ! But soon he sends his pard'ning word To cheer the souls he loves. 5 Creatures, with all their endless race, Thy pow'r and praise proclaim ; But saints that taste thy richer grace, Delight to bless thy name. PSALM 145. Third Part. C. M. The mercy of God. 1 ET ev'ry tongue thy mercy speak, -" Thou sov'reign Lord of all ; Thy strength'ning hands uphold the weak And raise the poor that fall. 2 When sorrow bows the spirit down, Or virtue lies distresl Beneath some proud oppressor's frown, Thou giv'st the mourners rest. 3 The Lord supports our sinking days, And guides our giddy youth : PSALM CXLVI. 249 Holy and just are all his ways, And all his words are truth. 4 He knows the pain his servants feel ; He hears his children cry ; And their best wishes to fulfil, His grace is ever nigh. 5 His mercy never shall remove From men of heart sincere : He saves the souls, whose humble love Is join'd with holy fear. 6 His stubborn foes, his sword shall slay, And pierce their hearts with pain ; But none, that serve the Lord, shall say, " They sought his aid in vain." 7 My lips shall dwell upon his praise, And spread his fame abroad : Let all the sons of Adam raise The honours of their God. PSALM 146. First Part. L. M. Goodness and faithfulness of God. 1 O RAISE ye the Lord : my heart shall join -*- In work so pleasant, so divine ; Now while the flesh is my abode, And when my soul ascends to God. 2 Praise shall employ my noblest pow'rs, While immortality endures ; My days of praise shall ne'er be past, While life, and thought, and being last. 3 Why should I make a man my trust ? Princes must die and turn to dust ; Their breath departs, their pomp and pow'r, And thoughts all vanish in an hour. 4 Happy the man, whose hopes rely On Israel's God ; he made the sky, 250 PSALM CXLVI. And earth and seas, with all their train ; And none shall find his promise vain. 5 His truth for ever stands secure ; He saves th' opprest, he feeds the poor ; He sends the lab'ring conscience peace, And grants the pris'ner sweet release. 6 The Lord hath eyes to give the blind ; The Lord supports the sinking mind ; He helps the stranger in distress, The widow and the fatherless. 7 He loves his saints, he knows them well, But turns the wicked down to hell : Thy God, O Zion, ever reigns ; Praise him in everlasting strains. PSALM 146. Second Part. P. M. Goodness and faithfulness of God. 1 'LL praise my Maker with my breath *- And when my voice is lost in death, Praise shall employ my nobler pow'rs: My days of praise shall ne'er be past, While life, and thought, and being last, Or immortality endures. 2 Whv should I make a man my trust ! Princes must die and turn to dust: Vain is the help of flesh and blood; Their breath departs, their pomp, and powS And thoughts, all vanish in an hour: Nor can they make their promise good. 3 Happy the man whose hopes rely On Israel's God ; he made thr sky, And earth and seas, with all their train: His truth for ever stands secure; He saves th' opprest. he \\'(h\> the poor; And none shall find his promise vain. PSALM CXLVII. 251 4 The Lord hath eyes to give the blind ; The Lord supports the sinking mind ; He sends the lab'ring conscience peace : He helps the stranger in distress, The widow, and the fatherless ; And grants the pris'ner sweet release. 5 He loves his saints, he knows them well : But turns the wicked down to hell : Thv God, O Zion, ever reigns. Let ev'ry tongue, let ev'ry age, In this exalted work engage ; Praise him in everlasting strains. 6 I'll praise him while he lends me breath ; And when my voice is lost in death, Praise shall employ my nobler powr'rs My days of praise shall ne'er be past, While life, and thought, and being last, Or immortality endures. PSALM 147. First Part. L. M. Providence and grace. 1 pRAISE ye the Lord : 'tis good to raise *- Our hearts and voices in his praise : His nature and his works invite To make this duty our delight. 2 The Lord builds up Jerusalem, And gathers nations to his name : His mercy melts the stubborn soul, And makes the broken spirit whole. 3 He form'd the stars, those heavenly flames, He counts their numbers, calls their names : His wisdom's vast, and knows no bound, A deep where all our thoughts are drown'd. 4 Great is our Lord, and great his might ; And all his glories infinite ; 252 PSALM CXVII. He crowns the meek, rewards the just, And treads the wicked to the dust. 5 The saints are lovely in his sight : On them he looks with m-eat delight : He sees their hope, he knows their fear, And views, and loves his image there. PSALM 147. Second Part, L. M. The seasons of the year. 1 ET Zion praise the mighty God, -" And make his honours known abroad For sweet the joy our songs to raise, And glorious is the work of praise. 2 Our children live secure and blest ; Our shores have peace, our cities rest ; He feeds our sons with finest wheat, And adds his blessing to their meat. 3 The changing seasons he ordains, The early and the latter rains ; His flakes of snowr, like wool, he sends, And thus the springing corn defends. 4 With hoary frost he strews the ground; His hail descends with dreadful sound ; His icy bands the rivers hold, And terror arms his wintry cold. 5 He bids the warmer breezes blow, The ice dissolves, the waters flow; Hut he hath nobler works and ways To call his children to his praise. 6 Thro' all our coasts his laws are shown, His gospel thro' the nation known: He hath not thus reveaPd his word To ev'ry land: Praise ye the Lord. PSALM CXLVH. 253 PSALM 147. Third Part. C. M. The seasons of the year. 1 ^\7'ITH songs and honours sounding loud * * Address the Lord on high ; Around the heav'ns he spreads his cloud. And waters veil the sky. 2 He sends his show'rs of blessings down To cheer the plains below ; He makes the grass the mountains crown, And corn in valleys grow. 3 He gives the grazing ox his meat, He hears the raven's cry ; But man, who tastes his finest wheat, Should raise his honours high. 4 His steady counsels change the face Of the declining year ; He bids the sun cut short his race, And wintry days appear. 5 His hoary frost, his fleecy snow, Descend and clothe the ground; The liquid streams forbear to flow, In icy fetters bound. 6 When from his dreadful stores on high He pours the rattling hail ; The wretch, that dares his God defy, Shall find his courage fail. 7 He sends his word, and melts the snow ; The fields no longer mourn ; He calls the southern gales to blow, And bids the spring return. 8 The changing wind, the flying cloud, Obey his mighty word : With sonors and honours sounding loud. Praise vc the sov'reijm lord. 254 PSALM CXLVIII. PSALM 148. First Part. P. M. L hiversal praise. 1 ^|"E tribes of Adam, join J- With heav'n and earth and seas, And oiler notes divine To your Creators praise. Ye holv throng of angels bright, In worlds of light, begin the song. 2 Thou sun with dazzling rays, And moon that rul'st the night, Shine to your Maker's praise, With stars of twinkling light. His pow'r declare, ye floods on high, And clouds, that fly in empty air. 3 The shining worlds above In glorious order stand, Or in swift courses move By his supreme command. He spake the word, and all their frame From nothing came, to praise the Lord. 4 He mov'd the mighty wheels In unknown ages past ; And each his word fulfils, While time and nature last. In diff'rent ways his works proclaim His wondrous name, and speak his praise 5 Let all the earth-horn race, And monsters of the deep; The fish that cleave the seas, Or in their bosom sleep ; From sea and shore their tribute pay, A 1 1 ( 1 still display their Makers pow'r. 6 Ye vapours, hail and snow, Praise ye th' almighty Lord; PSALM CXLV1II. 255 And stormy winds, that blow, To execute his word. When lightnings shine, or thunders roar, Let earth adore his hand divine. 7 Ye mountains near the skies, With lofty cedars there, And trees of humbler size, That fruit in plenty bear ; [worms, Beasts wild and tame, birds, flies, and In various forms, exalt his name. 8 Ye kings, and judges, fear The Lord, the sov'reign King ; And, while you rule us here, His heav'nly honours sing : Nor let the dream of pow'r and state Make you forget his pow'r supreme. 9 Virgins, and youth, engage To sound his praise divine, While infancy and age Their feebler voices join : Wide as he reigns, his name be sung By ev'ry tongue, in endless strains. 10 Let all the nations fear The God that rules above ; He brings his people near, And makes them taste his love : While earth and sky attempt his praise, His saints shall raise his honours high. PSALM 148. Second Part. L. M. Universal praise to God. OUD hallelujahs to the Lord, [dwell • From distant worlds, where creatures Let heav'n begin the solemn word, And sound it dreadful down to hell. 256 PSALM ( XLIX. 2 The Lord, how absolute he reigns ! Let ev'rv an- : For (»od shall raise the dead. PSALM CL. 257 5 Then his high praise shall fill their tongues. Their hand shall wield the sword; And vengeance shall attend their songs ; The vengeance of the Lord. 6 When Christ the judgment-seat ascends, And bids the world appear ; Thrones are prepar'd for all his friends, Who humbly lov'd him here. 7 Then shall they rule, with iron rod, Nations that dar'd rebel ; And join the sentence of their God, On tyrants doom'd to hell. 8 The royal sinner bound in chains, New triumphs shall afford : Such honour for the saints remains ; Praise ye, and love the Lord. PSALM 150. First Part. P. M. Universal praise to the God of our salvation. 1 T\ Zion's sacred gates, * Let hymns of praise begin ; Where acts of faith and love With ceaseless beauty shine : In mercy there, while God is known, Before his throne, with songs appear. 2 In heawn, his house on high, Ye angels, lift your voice ; Let heav'nly harps resound, And happy saints rejoice : The '/lories sing, that ever shine, With pomp divine, around your King 3 His wondrous acts demand, His wisdom and his grace, The labours of our hands, And transports of our praise : on * 258 PSALM CL. Rehearse his name to ev'ry shore, Where'er his pow'r his works proclaim. 4 Let the trump's martial voice, The timbrel's softer sound, The organ's solemn peal, United praise resound. To swell the song with highest joy, Let man employ his tuneful tongue. PSALM 150. Second Part. L. M. Hallelujah. 1 |3 RAISE ye the Lord ; all nature join ■*- In work and worship so divine : Let heav'n and earth unite, and raise High hallelujahs to his praise. 2 While realms of joy, and worlds around, Their hallelujahs loud resound ; Let saints below, and saints above, Exulting sino- redeeming love. 3 As instruments well tun'd and strung, We'll praise the Lord with heart and tongue ; While life remains, we'll loud proclaim High hallelujahs to his name. 4 Beyond the grave, in nobler strains, When freed from sorrow, sin, and pains, Eternally the church will raise High hallelujahs to his praise. 5 Praise the Father, Hallelujah ; Praise ye the Son, Hallelujah; Praise the Spirit, Hallelujah ; These thkhe ark one, praise yk the Lord. NEW AREANGEM E N T OF HYMNS, ADOPTED BY GENERAL SYNOD, AND, BY THEIR AUTHORITY, USED IN THE REFORMED PROTESTANT DUTCH CHURCH. (259) TABLE FOR CATECHETICAL EXPOSITION .• I. Lord's Day, 253, 323, 90, 326, 324, 336, 42, 91, 100, 101, 130, 308, 312, 333, 390. II. Lord's Day, 201—203, 205, 207. III. Lord's Day, 174, 184, 185, 200, 327, 287, 289, 291, 294, 295. IV. Lord's Day, 26, 39, 40. V. Lord's Day, 106, 94, 251, 41, 320. VI. Lord's Day, 73, 78, 79, 112, 240. VII. Lord's Day, 193, 404—409, 439, 171, 334, 353, 354, 408, 409. VIII. Lord's Day, 44 to 50, incl. IX. Lord's Day, 27, 173, 31—38, 176, 181, 183. X. Lord's Day, 175, 177—180, 434, 380, 384, 438. , XI. Lord's Day, 56—58, 51—53, 65—68, 76, 93, 96. XII. Lord's Day, 80, 81, 325, 59, 60, 105, 445. XIII. Lord's Day, 74, 75, 54, 331, 332, 77. XIV. Lord's Day, 72, 107, 61, 104, 108, 117. XV. Lord's Day, 121—129. XVI. Lord's Day, 120, 82—84, 89— vide hymns from 727— 749. XVII. Lord's Day, 133—137, 52. XVIII. Lord's Day, 138—142. XIX. Lord's Day, 143, 144, 146, 149, 150, 103, 755—766. XX. Lord's Day, 151—167, 365, 254, 266. XXI. Lord's Day, 467—469, 400, 402, 168, 169, 250, 398, 269, 79 270 335 399 403. XXII. Lord's Day, 751— 754,320, 321, 337, 338, 765—785. XXIII. Lord's Day, 328, 329, 97, 406, 68—71. XXIV. Lord's Day, 206, 319, 131. XXV. Lord's Day, 513, 538. XXVI. Lord's Day, 514, 520. XXVII. Lord's Day, 515—519. XXVIII. } and } Lord's Day. See Hymnson Lord's Supper, 521 — 548, incl. XXIX. ) XXX! Lord's Day, 128, 85—88. XXXI. Lord's Day, 18, 19, 24, 505, 241—246, 562, 145, 187—192, 197 255 263. XXXII. Lord's Day, 450, 428, 63, 172, 411, 412, 395, 95, 102, 302, 303, 387—391. XXXIII. Lord's Day, 330, 420, 322, 433, 296—302, 310, 315. XXXIV. Lord's Day, 202, 20S. XXXV. Lord's Day, 209, 28—32. XXXVI. Lord's Day, 210. XXXVII. Lord's Day, 211, 212. XXXVIII. Lord's Day, 213—218, incl. XXXIX. Lord's Day, 219—228, incl. XL. Lord's Day, 229—232, incl., 247. XLI. Lord's Day, 233, 234, 682, 683. XLII. Lord's Day, 235, 236, 429, 449. XLIII. Lord's Day, 237, 425, 426, 418—421. XLIV. Lord's Day, 23S, 239, 204. XLV. Lord's Day, 477—486. XLVI. Lord's Day, 487—489. XLVII. Lord's Day, 25, 490. XLVIII. Lord's Day, 491—494, 566. See Missionary Hymns, 549 —609. XLIX. Lord's Day, 495, 430, 436, 384, 346, 362, 363, 367, 378. L. Limiu's Day, 496, 182, 448. LI. Lord's Day, 497. L1I. Lord's Day, 465, 432, 498— 508, 344, 347. • 'I In- mill i of topitt in tlie Imim r book is folliutil lm I la: nm.sl pari in theiM irlereliccs (260) HYMNS. NEW ARRANGEMENT. INTRODUCTORY. 1— H. M. Hymn 1. Add. Praise. 1 f\H Zion, tune thy voice, \J And lift thy hands on high ; Tell all the world thy joys, And shout salvation nigh : Cheerful in God, arise and shine, While rays divine stream all abroad. 2 He gilds thy mourning face With beams that cannot fade ; His all resplendent grace He pours around thy head. The nations round thy form shall view, With lustre new divinely crown'd. 3 In honour to his name, Reflect that sacred light, And loud that grace proclaim, Which makes thy darkness bright: Pursue his praise, till sov'reign love, In worlds above, thy glory raise. (261) 262 HYMN II. 4 There, on his holy hill, A brighter sun shall rise, And with his radiance fill Those fairer, purer skies: While round his throne, ten thousand stars In nobler spheres, his influence own. » 2— C. P. M. Hymn 2. Add. Praise. 'G O, tune thy voice to sacred song ; Exert thy noblest pow'rs ! Go, mingle with the choral throng, The Saviour's praises to prolong, Amid life's fleeting hours. 2 O ! hast thou felt a Saviour's love, That flame of heav'nly birth 1 Then let thy strains melodious prove, With raptured soaring far above The trifling toys of earth. 3 Hast found the pearl of price unknown, That cost a Saviour's blood ? Heir of a bright celestial crown, That sparkles near th' eternal throne, O, sing the praise of God ! 4 Sing of the Lamb that once was slain That man might be forgiv'n ; Sins how he broke death's bars in twain, Ascending high in bliss to reign, The God of earth and heav'n. 5 Begin on earth the notes of praise, " Glory to God on high," Sing through the remnant of thy days; At death, the song of vict'ry raise, And soar beyond tin1 sky. HYMN III. 263 3— L. C. M. Hymn 3. Add. Praise. 1 "DEGIN, my soul, th' exalted lay, JJ Let each enraptured thought obey, And praise the Almighty name : Let heav'n and earth, and seas and skies, In one melodious concert rise, To swell th' inspiring theme. 2 Thou heav'n of heav'ns, his vast abode, Ye clouds, proclaim your Maker — God, Ye thunders, speak his power ; Lo ! on the lightning's fiery wing, In triumph walks the eternal King: Th' astonish'd worlds adore. 3 Ye deeps, with roaring billows rise, To join the thunders of the skies, Praise him who bids you roll : His praise in softer notes declare, Each whispering breeze of yielding air, And breathe it to the soul. 4 Wake, all ye soaring throngs, and sing ; Ye feather' d warblers of the spring, Harmonious anthems raise, To him who shaped your finer mould, Who tipp'd your glitt'ring wings with gold, And tuned your voice to praise. 5 Let man, by nobler passions sway'd, Let man, in God's own image made, His breath in praise employ ; Spread wide his Maker's name around, Till heav'n shall echo back the sound, In songs of holy joy. 264 HYMN IV, V. 4— L. M. Hymn 4. Add. Praise. 1 /^OME, O my soul, in sacred lays, ^ Attempt thy great Creator's praise : But O, what tongue can speak his fame, What mortal verse can reach the theme ! 2 Enthroned amid the radiant spheres, He, glory like a garment, wears, To form a robe of light divine, Ten thousand suns around him shine. 3 In all our Maker's grand designs, Omnipotence with wisdom shines ; His works, through all this wondrous frame, Declare the glory of his name. 4 Raised on devotion's lofty wing, Do thou, my soul, his glories sing ; And let his praise employ thy tongue, Till list'ning worlds shall join the song. 5— C. M. Hymn 5. Add. Perpetual Praise. 1 TTES, I will bless thee, O my God, ■*■ Through all my mortal days ; And to eternity prolong Thy vast, thy boundless praise. 2 Nor shall my tongue alone proclaim The honours of my God; My life, with all its active pow'rs, Shall spread thy praise abroad. 3 Not death itself shall stop my song, Though death will close my eyes, My thoughts shall then to nobler heights And sweeter raptures rise. HYMN VI. 265 4 There shall my lips in endless praise Their grateful tribute pay ; The theme demands an angel's tongue And an eternal day. 6— L. M. Hymn 1, B. 2. Creation praising God. 1 rpHE spacious firmament on high, J- With all the blue ethereal sky, And spangled heav'ns, a shining frame, Their great Original proclaim. 2 The unwearied sun, from day to day, Does his Creator's povv'r display, And publishes to every land, The work of an Almighty hand. 3 Soon as the evening shades prevail, The moon takes up the wondrous tale ; And, nightly, to the list'ning earth, Repeats the story of her birth ; 4 Whilst all the stars that round her burn, And all the planets in their turn, Confirm the tidings as they roll, And spread the truth from pole to pole. 5 What, though in solemn silence all Move round this dark terrestrial ball ; What, though no real voice nor sound Amidst their radiant orbs be found ; 6 In reason's ear they all rejoice, And utter forth a glorious voice, For ever singing, as they shine, " The hand that made us is divine," 23 266 HYMN VII, VIII. 7 — 8s 7s 4s. Hymn 6. Add. Invocation. 1 TN thy name, 0 Lord, assembling, ■*■ We, thy people, now draw near ; Teach us to rejoice with trembling; Speak, and let thy servants hear — Hear with meekness, Hear thy word with godly fear. 2 While our clays on earth are lengthened, Let us give them, Lord, to thee, Cheer'd by hope and daily strengthen^, We would run, nor weary be ; Till thy glory Without clouds in heaven we see. 3 There in worship, purer, sweeter, All thy people shall adore, Tasting of enjoyment greater Than they could conceive before ; Full enjoyment, Full, unmix'd, for evermore. 8 — 7s. Hymn 7. Add. Invocation. 1 ORD, we come before thee now ; J-J At thy feet we humbly bow ; O ! do not our suit disdain ; Shall we seek thee, Lord, in vain 1 2 Lord, on thee our souls depend, In compassion, now descend ; Fill our hearts with thy rich grace; Tune our lips to sing thy praise. 3 Send some message, from thy word, That may joy and peace afford ; Le! thy Spirit now impart Full salvation to each heart, HYMN IX, X. 267 4 Comfort those who weep and mourn ; Let the time of joy return ; Those who are cast down, lift up ; Make them strong in faith and hope. 5 Grant, that all may seek and find Thee, a God supremely kind : Heal the sick, the captive free — Let us all rejoice in thee. 9— P. M. Hymn 8. Add. Invocation. 1 T ORD, behold thy people here, -■^ Come to learn what thou wilt say ; O, in mercy now draw near ; Meet thy people when they pray ; Thou art God, and thou alone, Lord, we worship at thy throne. 2 Jesus, 'tis on thee we call, Israel's Saviour, Israel's King ; Low before thy feet we fall; Thee, whom angels love, we sing; Saviour, lead us in the way, Only thee would we obey. 3 Teach us what we do not know, Lord, instruct us in thy will ; What we learn, O may we do ! To thy voice obedient still ; Close to thee may we abide, Thee, our Saviour and our Guide. 1 0— P. M. Hymn 9. Add. Social Worship. 1 "TX7HERE two or three together meet, ' * My love and mercy to repeat And tell what I have done, 268 HYMN XL There will I be," saith God, "to bless, And ev'ry burden' d soul redress, Who worships at my throne." 2 Make one in this assembly, Lord, Speak to each heart some cheering word, To set the spirit free ; Impart a kind celestial shower, And grant that we may spend an hour In fellowship with thee. 1 1— C. M. Hymn 10. Add. Li vocation. L TX thy great name, O Lord, we come, -1- To worship at thy feet ; O pour thy Holy Spirit down On all that now shall meet. 2 We come to hear Jehovah speak, To hear the Saviour's voice : Thy face and favour, Lord, we seek, Now make our hearts rejoice. 3 Teach us to pray, and praise, and hear, And understand thv word ; To feel thy blissful presence near, And trust our living Lord. 4 Here let thy power and grace be felt; Thy love and mercy known ; Our icy hearts, dear Jesus, melt, And break this flinty stone. 5 Let sinners, Lord thy goodness prove, And saints rejoice in thee; Let rebels be sobdued bj love, And to the Saviour (lee. HYMN XII, XIII. 269 6 This house, with grace and glory fill, This congregation bless ; Thy great salvation now reveal — Thy glorious righteousness. 12— C. M. Hymn 11. Add. Confession, Prayer, and Praise. 1 ORD ! when we bend before thy throne, -^ And our confessions pour, Teach us to feel the sins we own And hate what we deplore. 2 Our broken spirits pitying see, True penitence impart : Then let a kindling glance from thee Beam hope on every heart. 3 When we disclose our wants in prayer, Oh, let our wills resign ; And not a thought our bosom share, Which is not wholly thine. 4 Let faith each weak petition fill, And lift it to the skies; And teach our hearts 'tis goodness still Which grants it, or denies. 5 When our united voices strive Their cheerful hymns to raise, Let love divine within us live, And lift our souls in praise. 13— C. M. Hvmn 12. Add. God's Presence sought. 1 \ GAIN our earthly cares we leave, -^- And to thy courts repair; Again with joyful feet we come, To meet our Saviour there. no a 270 HYMN XIV. 2 Great Shepherd of thy people, hear ! Thy presence now display : We bow within thy house of prayer ; O ! give us hearts to pray. 3 The clouds which veil thee from our sight, In pity, Lord, remove ; Dispose our minds to hear aright The message of thy love. 4 Help us, with holy fear and joy, To bow before thy face ; And make us, creatures of thy power, The children of thy grace. 14— C. M. Hymn 13. Add. A Blessing sought. 1 pOME, O thou all-victorious Lord, ^ Thy power to us make known ; Strike with the hammer of thy word, And break these hearts of stone. 2 Speak with the voice which wakes the dead, And hid the sleeper rise ; And let each guilty conscience dread The death that never dies. 3 To each a sense of guilt impart, And then remove the load; Quicken and wash (he troubled heart In thine atoning blood. 1 Our desperate state through sin declare, And speak our sins forgiven; By daily growth in grace prepare, Then take us up to heav'n. HYMN XV, XVI. 271 1 5— 7s. Hymn 14. Add. Before Hearing. 1 C OURCE of light and power divine, ^ Deign upon thy truth to shine ; Lord, behold thy servant stands, Lo ! to thee, he lifts his hands ; Satisfy his soul's desire, Touch his lips with holy fire ! Source of light and power divine, Deign upon thy truth to shine. 2 Breathe thy Spirit, so shall fall Unction sweet upon us all ; Till by odours scatter'd round, Christ himself be traced and found; Then shall ev'ry raptured heart, Rich in peace and joy, depart. Source of light and power divine ; Deign upon thy truth to shine. 16— L. M. Hymn 15. Add. Worship. 1 TTOW sweet to leave the world awhile, •*--*- And seek the presence of our Lord ! Dear Saviour, on thy people smile, And come according to thy word. 2 From busy scenes we now retreat, That we mav here converse with thee: Ah, Lord, behold us at thv feet ! Let this the "gate of heaven" be. 3 " Chief of ten thousand," now appear, That we by faith may see thy face ; O, speak, that we thy voice may hear, And let thy presence fill this place. 272 HYMN XVII, XVIII. 4 Lord, let thy people's views be clear, And let their hearts be fill'd with love ; O may their light to all appear, And prove their doctrines from above. 17— L. M. Hymn 123. B. 2. Commencement of Public Worship. 1 rPHY presence, gracious God, afford — J- Prepare us to receive thy word ; Now let thy voice engage our ear, And faith be mixt with what we hear. 2 Distracting thoughts and cares remove, And fix our hearts and hopes above ; With food divine may we be fed, And satisfied with living bread. 3 To us thy sacred word apply, With sov' reign pow'r and energy ; And may we, in true faith and fear, Reduce to practice what we hear. THE SCRIPTURES. 18— C. M. Hymn 31, Pt. 2. B. 1. The Bible. 1 l^ATIIER of mercies, in thy word -L What endless glory shines ! For ever be thy name ador'd For these celestial lines! 2 Here may the wretched sons of want Exhaustless riches find ; Riches, above what earth can grant, And lasting as the mind. HYMN XIX. 273 3 Here the fair tree of knowledge grows, And yields a sweet repast; Sublimer sweets, than nature knows, Invite the longing taste. 4 Here springs of consolation rise, To cheer the fainting mind ; And thirsty souls receive supplies, And sweet refreshment find. 5 Here the Redeemer's welcome voice Spreads heav'nly peace around ; And life and everlasting joys Attend the blissful sound ! 6 O may these heav'nly pages be My ever dear delight; And still new beauties may I see, And still increasing light ! 7 Divine Instructor, gracious Lord, Be thou for ever near ; Teach me to love thy sacred word, And view my Saviour there ! 19— C. M. Hymn 16. Add. The Scriptures. 1 rPHIS is the field where hidden lies J- The pearl of price unknown: And they are all divinely wise Who make that pearl their own. 2 Here consecrated water flows, To quench our thirst for sin : Here the fair tree of knowledge grows — No danger dwells therein. 3 This is the judge that ends the strife, Where wit and reason fail; Our guide to everlasting life, Through all this gloomy vale. 274 HYMN XX, XXI. 4 O may thy counsels, mighty God, Our roving feet command ; Nor we forsake the happy road, That leads to thy right hand. 20— C. M. Hymn 17. Add. The Scriptures. 1 TTOW precious is the book divine, J-L By inspiration given ! Bright as a lamp its doctrines shine, To guide our souls to heaven. 2 It sweetly cheers our drooping hearts In this dark vale of tears ; Life, light, and joy, it still imparts, And quells our rising fears. 3 This lamp, through all the tedious night Of life, shall guide our way; Till we behold the clearer light Of an eternal day. 21 — L. M. Hymn 18. Add. The Scriptures. 1 IX/fORE joy than earth can e'er afford, -^J- Is found in God's delightful word ; Be it my study, night and day, My guide through all the lonely way. 2 Clothed with a majesty divine, Its doctrines and its precepts shine ; Infinite wisdom, truth and grace, Appear in all its promises. 3 'Tis here the Lord, as in a glass, Displays the -glories of his face, Stoops from his high, imperial throne, And makes his great salvation known. HYMN XXII, XXIII. 275 4 Then be his word to all address'd — Able to make us wise and blest — Till the whole earth shall own his name, And all, his boundless love proclaim. 22— L. M. Hymn 19. Add. The Scriptures. 1 fPHY word, O Lord, is light and food, -L The law of truth, and source of good : There thou hast pointed out my way To pardon and perpetual day. 2 May I receive it, Lord, as thine, Receive it as thy word divine, With firm assent, with list'ning ear, With bending heart, and filial fear. 'to 3 Make me to know7 its saving might, Its quick'ning power, its cheerful light : May it my stubborn heart subdue, And still my sinful soul renew! 4 O ! let it richly dwell within, To keep me from the snares of sin, And guide me still to choose thy way, That I no more may go astray. 23— C. M. Hymn 20. Add. The riches of God's word. 1 ET worldly men from shore to shore -L^ Their favourite god pursue; Thy word, O Lord, we value more Than India or Peru. 2 Here mines of knowledge, love, and joy Are open to our sight ; The purest gold without alloy And gnus divinely bright. 276 HYMN XXIV. 3 The counsels of redeeming grace These sacred leaves unfold ; And here the Saviour's lovely face Our raptured eyes behold. 4 Our numerous griefs are here redrest, And all our wants supplied : Nought we can ask to make us blest Is in this book denied. 5 For these inestimable gains That so enrich the mind, O may we search with eager pains, Assured that we shall find. 24— L. M. Hymn 21. Add. A Saviour seen in the Scriptures. 1 1VTOW let my soul, eternal King, -L^ To thee its grateful tribute bring ; My knee, with humble homage, bow, My tongue perform its solemn vow. 2 All nature sings thy boundless love, In worlds below and worlds above ; But, in thy blessed word, I trace Diviner wonders of thy grace. 3 There, what delightful truths I read ! There, I behold the Saviour bleed ; His name salutes my listening ear, Revives my heart, and checks my fear. 4 There Jesus bids my sorrows cease, And gives my lab'ring conscience peace; Raises my grateful passions higb, And points to mansions in the sky. C) For lose like this, O! let my SOQg, Through endless years, th\ praise prolong; Lei distant climes thy name adore. Till time and nature are no more. HYMN XXV, XXVI. 277 DIVINE PERFECTIONS. 25— L. M. Hymn 47, P. 2. B. 1. The name of God exalted above all praise. 1 Tj^TERNAL Pow'r! whose high abode -*-^ Becomes the grandeur of our God ; Immensely far, beyond the bounds, Where stars revolve their little rounds. 2 The lowest step above thy seat Rises too high for Gabriel's feet ; In vain the tallest angel tries To reach the height with wond'ring eyes. 3 Lord, what shall earth and ashes do? We would adore our Maker too; From sin and dust to thee we cry, The Great, the Holy, and the High.' 4 Earth, from afar, has heard thy fame, And worms have learn* d to lisp thy name; But O! the glories of thy mind Leav^ all our soaring thoughts behind. 5 God is in heav'n, but man below ; Rais'd be our thoughts ; our words be few ; A sacred rev'rence checks our songs, And praise sits silent on our tongues. 26— P. M. Hymn 4, Pt. 1. B. 1. The perfection of God. 1 H^HE Lord Jehovah reigns, J- His throne is built on high ; The garments he assumes, Are light and majesty. His glories shine with beams so bright, No mortal eye can bear the sight. 24 278 HYMN XXVII. 2 The thunders of his hand Keep the wide world in awe ; His wrath and justice stand To guard his holy law ; And where his love resolves to bless, His truth confirms and seals the grace. 3 Thro' all his perfect works Surprising wisdom shines ; Confounds the pow'rs of hell, And breaks their curs'd designs ; Strong is his arm, and shall fulfil His great decrees, his sov'reign will. 4 And can this mighty King Of glory condescend? And will he write his name, My Father and my Friend? I love his name, I love his word ; Join all my pow'rs, and praise the Lord. 27— L. M. Hymn 9, Pt. 1. B. 1, God the Father, the almighty Creator. 1 A LMIGHTY God, we praise and own -^ Thee our Creator, King alone; All things were made to honour thee, O Father of eternity ! 2 To thee all angels loudly cry, The heav'ns and all the pow'rs on high, Cherubs and seraphim proclaim, And cry, Thrice holy to thy name ! 3 Lord Cod of hosts, thy presence bright Fills heav'n and earth with beauteous light; Th' apostles' happy company, And ancient prophets, all praise thee, HYMN XXVIII. 279 4 The crowned martyrs' noble host, The holy church in ev'ry coast, Their Maker for their Father own, Now reconcil'd in Christ his Son. -L. M. Hymn 35, Pt. 2. B. 1. God incomprehensible. 1 /^AN creatures, to perfection, find V Th' eternal, uncreated Mind ? Or can the largest stretch of thought Measure and search His nature out? 2 'T is high as heav'n, 'tis deep as hell, And what can mortals know, or tell ? His glory spreads beyond the sky, And all the shining worlds on high. 3 God is a King of pow'r unknown, Firm are the orders of his throne ; If he resolve, who dare oppose, Or ask him why, or what he does? 4 He wounds the heart, and he makes whole ; He calms the tempest of the soul ; When he shuts up in long despair, Who can remove the heavy bar? 5 He frowns, and darkness veils the moon, The fainting sun grows dim at noon; The pillars of heav'n's starry roof Tremble and start at his reproof. 6 These are a portion of his ways; But who shall dare describe his face ? Who can endure his light, or stand To hear the thunders of his hand ? eatness, Lord, what thought can :hl 280 HYMN XXIX, XXX. 29— C. M. Hymn 22. Add. Greatness. 1 rpHY gre« -L read: What mortal tongue can tell \ Thy throne is fix'd, thy power extends O'er heaven, and earth, and hell. 2 Who can evade, or who resist, The vengeance of a God? Thy fearful wrath, when once provoked, Spreads terror all ahroad. 3 The wide dominion and the power, The sovereignty is thine: 'Tis thine the universe to rule, With majesty divine. 4 To thee, by all the hosts of heaven, And all of human race, Be everlasting honours given, And universal praise. 30— C. M. Hymn 23. Add. Omniscience. 1 TN all my vast concerns with thee, J- In vain my soul would try To shun thy presence, Lord, or flee The notice of thine eye. 2 Thine all surrounding sir ever and lor evermore, ''he star — the Star of Bethlehem. HYMN CXII, CXIII. 341 112— L. M. Hymn 6, Pt. 3. B. 1. Types and prophecies fulfilled in Christ. 1 T3EH0LD the woman's promised seed ! " Behold the great Messiah come ! Behold the prophets all agreed To give him the superior room ! 2 Abra'm, the saint, rejoic'd of old, When visions of the Lord he saw; Moses, the man of God, foretold This great fulfiller of his law. 3 The types bore witness to his name, Obtain'd their chief design, and ceas'd: The incense and the bleeding lamb, The ark, the altar, and the priest. 4 Predictions in abundance meet, To join their blessings on his head; Jesus, we worship at thy feet, And nations own the promis'd seed. 113— L. M. Hymn 14, Pt. 2. B. 1. The Saviow's Advent. 1 rpO us a child is born from heav'n ; J- To us the Son of God is giv'n ; Gentiles in Jesus' name shall trust, And of his glories make their boast: 2 His name the Wonderful shall be ; His wonders heav'n and earth shall see ; The Counsellor of truth and grace, Who leads in paths of righteousness. 3 The Mighty God, that glorious name, His works and word join to proclaim: 342 HYMN CXIV. The Everlasting Father, He — And the whole church his family. 4 The Prince of Peace, on David's throne ; And nations, yet unborn, shall own His sov'reign and his gracious sway ; Glad of the honour to obey. 5 Justice and Judgment he '11 maintain — To everlasting ages reign : And his blest empire shall increase, Till time, with all its movements, cease. 6 Our faith in grateful triumph boasts These wonders of the Lord of Hosts : And trusts the love, that form'd the plan To perfect what that love began. 114— S. M. Hymn 143. B. 1, The song of the Angels. EHOLD ! the grace appears, The promise is falfill'd ; Mary, the wondrous virgin, bears, And Jesus is the child. 2 To bring the glorious news, A heav'nly form appears; He tells the shepherds of their joys, And banishes their fears. 3 " Go, humble swains/' said he, " To David's city lly ; 11 The promis'd infant, born to-day, " Doth in a manger lie. 4 " With looks and heart serene, "Go visit Christ your King;" Ami straight a (laming troop was seen:; The shepherds heard them sing: JB HYMN CXV. 343 5 " Glory to God on high ! "And heav'nly peace on earth, " Good-will to men, to angels joy, " At the Redeemer's birth !" 6 In worship so divine Let saints employ their tongues: With the celestial hosts we join, And loud repeat their songs. 7 " Glory to God on high, " And heav'nly peace on earth, " Good-will to men, to angels joy, " At our Redeemer's birth!" 1 15— C. M. Hymn 14, Pt. 4. B. 1. Jesus came to save Sinners. 1 TTARK the glad sound ! the Saviour 's J-J- come ! The Saviour promis'd long ! Let ev'ry heart prepare a throne, And ev'ry voice a song. 2 On him the Spirit, largely pour'd, Exerts its sacred fire ; Wisdom and might, and zeal and love, His holy breast inspire. 3 He comes the pris'ners to release, In Satan's bondage held : The gates of brass before him burst, The iron fetters yield. 4 He comes, from thickest films of vice To clear the mental ray, And on the eve-balls of the blind To pour celestial day. 5 He comes the broken heart, to bind, The bleeding soul to cure; 344 HYMN CXVI. And with his righteousness and grace T' enrich tli' humble poor. 6 His gospel trumpets publish loud The jul) lee of the Lord ; His people are redeemed now, Their heritage restor'd. 7 Our glad Hosannas, Prince of peace, Thy welcome shall proclaim; And heav'n's eternal arches ring With thy beloved name. 116— C. M. Hymn 142. B. 1 The Song of Zacharias. 1 MOW, be the God of Israel bless'd, -L* Who makes his truth appear; His mighty hand fulfils his word, And all the oaths he sware. 2 Now he bedews king David's root With blessings from the skies : He makes the branch of promise grow, The promis'd horn arise. 3 John was the prophet of the Lord, To go before his face ; The herald which our Saviour God Scut to prepare his ways. 4 "Behold the Lamb of God," he cries, " That takes our guill aw ay; " I saw the Spirit o'er his head, "On his baptising day. 5 " Be <'v'ry val»- exalted high, •• Sink <\ i\ mountain low : "The proud iniisl sloop, and humble souls " Shall bis salvation know . HYMN CXVI1. 345 6 " The heathen realms, with Israel's land, 11 Shall join in sweet accord ; "And all, that's horn of man, shall see " The glory of the Lord. 7 " Behold the Morning Star arise, " Ye that in darkness sit ! " He marks the path that leads to peace, "And guides our douhtful feet." 117 — C. M. Hymn 88. B. 1. The Birth of Christ. 1 A WAKE, awake the sacred song -^- To our incarnate Lord : Let ev'ry heart, and ev'ry tongue Adore th' eternal Word. 2 Sinners awake, with angels join, And chant the solemn lay ; Joy, love, and gratitude combine, To hail th' auspicious day. 3 Then shone almighty pow'r and love, In all their glorious forms; When Jesus left his throne above, To dwell with sinful worms. 4 Adoring angels tun'd their songs To hail the joyful day ; With rapture then, let mortal tongues Their grateful worship pay. 5 Hail, Prince; of life, forever hail! Redeemer, Brother, Friend ! Tho' earth, and time, and life should fail, Thy praise shall never end. 346 HYMN CXVII1, CXIX. DEATH AND ATONEMENT. 118— C. M. Hymn 57. Add. Gethsemane. 1 PvARK was the night, and cold the ground J-^ On which the Lord was laid ; His sweat like drops of hlood ran down, In agony he pray'd : — 2 " Father, remove this bitter cup, If such thy sacred will ; If not, content to drink it up, Thy pleasure I fulfil !" 3 Go to the garden, sinner ; see Those precious drops that flow: The heavy load he bore for thee — For thee he lies so low. 4 Then learn of him the cross to bear, Thy Father's will obey; And when temptations press thee near, Awake to watch and pray. 119— P. M. Hymn 97, B. 2. Gethsemane. 1 ]\/TANY woes bad Christ endured, -"■ Many sore temptations met, Patient, and to pains inur'd ; But the sorest trial yet Was to foe sustain'd in tbee, Ciloomv, sad Gethsemane. 2 Came at length the dreadful night, Vengeance with its iron rod Stood, and with collected might, Bruis'd the harmless Lamb of (Jod: HYMN CXX. 347 See, my soul, the Saviour see ; Prostrate in Gethsemane. 3 There my God bore all my guilt, This thro' grace can be believed ; But the torments which he felt Are too vast to be conceived; None can penetrate through thee, Doleful, dark Gethsemane. 4 All my sins against my God, All my sins against his laws, All my sins against his blood, All my sins against his cause, Sins as boundless as the sea ; Hide me, O Gethsemane. 5 Here's my claim, and here alone; None a Saviour more can need ; Deeds of righteousness I've none ; Not a work that I can plead ; Not a glimpse of hope for me, Only in Gethsemane. 6 Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, One Almighty God of love : Prais'd by all the heav'nly host, In thy shining courts above ; We poor sinners, Gracious Three, Praise thee for Gethsemane. 120— L. M. Hymn 16, Pt. 1. B. 1. Substitution and Satisfaction. 1 TMMORTAL God, on thee we call, ■*■ The great Original of all ; Thro' thee we are, to thee we tend, Our sure support, our glorious end. 348 HYMN CXXI. 2 We praise that wise mysterious grace, That pitied our revolted race, And Jesus, our great cov'n ant-head, The Captain of salvation made. 3 Thy justice doom'd that we must die, Who for our sins would satisfy ; His death was therefore fix'd of old, And in thy word of truth foretold. 4 A scene of wonders here we see, Worthy thy Son and worthy thee ; And while this theme employs our tongues, All heav'n unites its sweetest songs. 121— 8s 7s 7s. Hymn 56. Add. Atonement. 1 WITHOUT blood is no remission ; ' » Thus the law proclaims from heaven j Blood must flow — on this condition, This alone, is sin forgiven : Yes, a victim must be slain, Else all hope of life is vain. 2 But the victim — who shall find it? Such a one as sinners need ? To the altar who shall bind it? Who shall make the victim bleed ? Questions these of anxious thought, Till the word of God is brought. 3 God himself provides the Victim — Jesus is the Lamb of God ; Heaven, and earth, and hell afflict him, While he bears the sinner's load; 'Tis bis blood, and that alone, Can lor human guilt atone. HYMN CXXII, CXXIII. 349 4 Joyful truth ! he bore transgression In his body on the cross; Through his blood, there's full remission; All for him we count but loss : Jesus for the sinner bleeds, Nothing more the sinner needs. 122— L. M. Hymn 15, Pt. 1. B. 1. He suffered. 1 A LORD, when faith with fixed eyes ^ Beholds thy wondrous sacrifice, Love rises to an ardent flame, And we all other hope disclaim. 2 With cold affections who can see The thorns, the scourge, the nails, the tree, The flowing tears, the crimson sweat, The bleeding hands, and head, and feet ! 3 Jesus, what millions of our race Have been the triumphs of thy grace! And millions more to thee shall fly, And on thy sacrifice rely. 4 The sorrow, shame, and death, were thine, And all the stores of wrath divine ! Ours are the pardon, life, and bliss : What love can be compar'd to this 1 123— L. M. Hymn 15, Pt. 2. B. 1. He teas crucified. 1 OTRETCH'D on the cross the Saviour ^ dies, Hark ! his expiring groans arise ! See, from his hands, his feet, his side, Runs down the sacred crimson tide ! 2 Believers now, behold the Man ! The Man of Grief condemn'd for you, 350 HYMN CXXIV. The Lamb of God for sinners slain, Weeping to Calvary pursue. 3 His sacred limbs they pierce, they tear, With nails tliev fasten to the wood — His sacred limbs ! expos'd and bare, Or only cover' d with his blood. 4 See there ! his temples crown'd with thorns, His bleeding hands extended wide, His streaming feet transfix'd and torn, The fountain gushing from his side. 5 Thou dear, thou sufFring Son of God, How doth thy heart to sinners move! Sprinkle on us thy precious blood, Constrain us with thy dying love ! 124— P. M. 8, 7. Hymn 98, B. 2. Sifting at Hie foot of the Cross. 1 O WEET the moments, rich in blessing, ^ Which before the Cross I spend, Life, and health, and peace possessing From the sinner \s dying friend. 2 Here I'll sit, for ever, viewing Mercy's streams in streams of blood; Precious drops ! my soul bedewing, Plead, and claim my peace with God. 3 Truly blessed is this station. Low before his Cross to lie ; While I see divine compassion Floating in his languid eye. 4 Here it is I find my heaven, While upon the Cross I gaze; Love I nauch,— I've much forgiven; J 'm a miracle of grace. HYMN CXXV, CXXVI. 351 5 Love and grief, my heart dividing, With my tears his feet I'll bathe, Constant still in faith abiding, Life deriving from his death. 0 May I still enjoy this feeling, In all need to Jesus go ; Prove his wounds each day more healing, And himself more fully know. 125— L. M. Hymn 15, Pt. 3. B. 1. It is Christ that died. 1 UlNNERS rejoice, 'tis Christ that died: ^ J Behold, the blood flows from his side ! To wash your souls, and raise you high, To dwell with God above the sky. 2 'Tis Christ that died! O love divine! Here mercy, truth, and justice shine; God reconcil'd, and sinners bought With Jesus' blood — how sweet the thought ! 3 'Tis Christ that died! a truth indeed, On which mv faith would ever feed: Nor let the works that I perform Be nam'd, to swell a haughty worm. 4 'Tis Christ that died ! 'tis Christ was slain, To save my soul from endless pain ; 'Tis Christ that died, shall be my theme, While I have breath to praise his name. 126— S. M. Hymn 58. Add. Christ upon the Cross. 1 T5EHOLD th' amazing sight, ■D The Saviour lilted high ; Behold the Son of God's delight, Expire in agony. 352 HYMN CXXVIi. 2 For whom was broke that heart? For whom these sorrows borne? Why did he feel that piercing smart, And meet that bitter scorn ! 3 For love of as he bled, And all in torture died ; 'Twas love that bow'd his fainting head, And op'd his gushing side. 4 I see, and I adore, In sympathy of love ; I feel the strong attractive power To lift my soul above. 5 Drawn by such cords as these, Let all the earth combine, With cheerful ardour to confess The energy divine. 6 In thee, our hearts unite, Nor share thy griefs alone, But from thy cross pursue their flight To thy triumphant throne. 127— C. M. Hymn 16, Ft. 3. B. 1 Christ sustained the pains of hell. 1 A ND did (he holy and the just, -£*- The Sov'reign of the skies, Stoop down to wretchedness and dust, That guilty worms might rise? 2 Yes, the Redeemer in his soul, Sustain'd the pains of hell ; The wrath of God without control, On him our surety fell. 3 He took the dying sinner's place. And suffer' d in his stead ; HYMN CXXVIII. 353 For man, (0 miracle of grace !) For man the Saviour bled ! 4 Dear Lord, what heav'nly wonders dwell In thy atoning blood ! By this are sinners snatch'd from hell, And rebels brought to God. 5 Jesus, my soul, adoring, bends To love so full, so free ; And may I hope that love extends Its sacred povv'r to me ? 6 What glad return can I impart For favours so divine 1 O ! take my all — this worthless heart, And make it only thine. 128— C. M. Hymn 30, Pt. 1. B. 1. Ch?'ist our substitute. 1 TESUS, in thee our eyes behold J A thousand glories more, Than the rich gems and polish'd gold, The sons of Aaron wore. 2 Fresh blood, as constant as the day, Was on their altars spilt ; But thy one off'ring takes away For ever all our guilt. 3 Once, in the circuit of a year, With blood, but not his own, Aaron within the veil appears, Before the golden throne. 4 But Christ, by his own pow'rful blood, Ascends above the skies; And, in the presence of our God, Shows his own sacrifice. 30 * 354 HYMN CXXIX, CXXX. 129— L. M. Hymn 59. Add. The Crucifixion. 1 ">HPIS finish'd !" so the Saviour cried, -*- And meekly bow'd his dying head ; "'Tis finish'd !" yes, the race is run, The battle fought, the victory won. 2 "'Tis finish'd !" all that. Heaven decreed, And all the ancient prophets said, Is now fulfill'd, as was design'd, In Christ, the Saviour of mankind. 3 "'Tis finish'd !" this, his dying groan, Shall sins of deepest hue atone ; Millions shall be redeem'd from death, By this, his last expiring breath. 4 "'Tis finish'd!" Heaven is reconciled, And all the powers of darkness spoil'd, Peace, love, and happiness, again Return and dwell with sinful men. 5 "'Tis finish'd !" let the joyful sound Be heard through all the nations round ; "'Tis finish'd!" let the echo fly Through heaven and hell, through earth and sky. 130— 8s 7s. Hymn 63. Add. The Cross of Christ. 1 [N the cross of Christ I glory ! J- Towering o'er the wrecks of time, All the light of sacred story, Gathers round its head sublime. 2 When the woes of life oYrtake me, Hopes deceive and fears annoy, Never shall tin; cross forsake me, Lo ! it glows with peace and joy. HYMN CXXXI. 355 3 When the sun of bliss is beaming Light and love upon my way, From the cross the radiance streaming Adds more lustre to the day. 4 Bane and blessing, pain and pleasure, By the cross are sanctified ; Peace is there that knows no measure, Joys that through all time abide. 5 In the cross of Christ I glory; Towering o'er the wrecks of time, All the light of sacred story, Gathers round its head sublime. 131— L. M. Hymn 64. Add. Glorying in the Cross. 1 TX7HEN I survey the wondrous cross * * On which the Prince of glory died; My richest gain I count but loss, And pour contempt on all my pride. 2 Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast, Save in the death of Christ, my God ; All the vain things that charm me most, I sacrifice them to his blood. 3 See, from his head, his hands, his feet, Sorrow and love flow mingled down; Did e'er such love and sorrow meet, Or thorns compose so rich a crown ! 4 Were the whole realm of nature mine, That were a present far too small ; Love so amazing, so divine, Demands my soul, my life, my all. 356 HYMN CXXXI1. 132— 7s. Hymn 91. Add. Go to Golgotha. 1 pO to Golgotha and weep ^-" With the suffering Son of God, And behold, with anguish deep, Where the sacred Victim stood ; Like a lamb to slaughter led, Every friend and helper fled. 2 Go to Golgotha, and see All the heav'ns in sackcloth hung, While rebuke and blasphemy Issue foul from every tongue. Hear that agonizing cry, While the rending rocks reply. 3 Go to Golgotha, and tell Why the scourge, the crown of thorn, Why the powers of earth and hell Join in deeds of hate and scorn ; Why such innocence in tears, On the shameful cross appears. 4 Go to Golgotha, and learn All the bitterness of sin; In those scenes of wrath discern What thine own desert bath been. Thine the shame, reproach, and guilt; 'T was for thee that blood was spilt. 5 Go to Golgotha, and pray That thy sins may be forgiven ; He on whom thy burthens lay, Now is Advocate in heaven. Lift thine eyes to his abode, Trusting in the Son of God. HYMN CXXXIII, CXXXIV. 357 RESURRECTION. 133— L. M. Hymn 17, Pt. 1. B. 1. The Resurrection of Christ. 1 5HPIS finish' d, the Redeemer eries ; J- When lowly bows his fainting head : And soon th' expiring sacrifice Sinks to the regions of the dead. 2 ' Tis done — the mighty work is done ! For men or angels much too great ; Which none, but God's eternal Son, Or would attempt, or could complete. 3 ' Tis done — old things are past away, And a new state of things begun ; A kingdom which shall ne'er decay, But shall outlast the circling; sun. 4 A new account of time begins; Now our dear Lord resumes his breath, Charg'd with our sorrows and our sins ; Our lives to ransom by his death. 5 Once he was dead, but now he reigns, He lives, he lives, he lives again: Let's tell our joys in pious strains, And spread the glory of his name. 134— P. M. Hymn 89, B. 1. The Resurrection of Christ. 1 "CHRIST, the Lord, is ris'n to-day," ^ Sons of men and angels say ; Raise your joys and triumphs high, Sing, ye heav'ns, and earth reply. 358 HYMN CXXXV. 2 Love's redeeming work is done, Fought the fight, the battle won : Lo ! the sun's eclipse is o'er, Lo ! he sets in blood no more. 3 Vain the stone, the watch, the seal, Christ has burst the gate of hell ; Death in vain forbids his rise, Christ hath open'd Paradise. 4 Lives again our glorious King ! " Where, O death, is now thy sting V Once he died our souls to save : " Where 's thy vict'ry, boasting grave V 5 Hail, the Lord of earth and heav'n ! Praise to thee by both be giv'n ! Thee we greet triumphant now, Hail ! the resurrection — Thou ! 135 — C. L. M. Hymn 60. Add The Lord is risen. 1 TTOW calm and beautiful the morn, ■*-*• That gilds the sacred tomb, Where once the Crucified was borne, And veil'd in midnight gloom ! O, weep no more the Saviour slain ; The Lord is risen — he lives again. 2 Ye mourning saints, dry every tear For your departed Lord, " Behold the place — he is not here," The tomb is all unbarr'd : The gates of death were closed in vain, The Lord is risen — he lives again. 3 Now, cheerful to the house of pray'r, Your earl} footsteps bend, HYMN CXXXVI. 359 The Saviour will Himself be there, Your Advocate and Friend : Once by the law your hopes were slain : But now in Christ ye live again. 4 How tranquil now the rising day, 'Tis Jesus still appears, A risen Lord to chase away Your unbelieving fears : O, weep no more your comforts slain, The Lord is risen — he lives again. 5 And when the shades of evening fall, When life's last hour draws nigh, If Jesus shines upon the soul, How blissful then to die ! Since he is risen that once was slain, Ye die in Christ to live again. 136— L. M. Hymn 61. Add. Christ's Intercession. 1 TTE lives, the great Redeemer lives ! -M- What joy the blest assurance gives : And now before his Father, God, He pleads the merit of his blood. 2 Repeated crimes awake our fears, And justice, arm'd with frowns, appears; But in the Saviour's lovely face, Sweet mercy smiles and all is peace. 3 Hence, then, ye black despairing thoughts ; Above our fears, above our faults, His powerful intercessions rise, And guilt recedes, and terror dies. 4 In every dark, distressful hour, When sin and Satan join their power, This hope repels each fiery dart — That Jesus bears us on his heart. 360 HYMN CXXXVII. 5 Great Advocate, Almighty Friend, On thee alone our hopes depend ; Our cause can never, never fail, For Jesus pleads, and must prevail. 137— L. M. Hymn 17, Pt. 2. B. 1. / know that my Redeemer liveth. 1 KNOW that my Redeemer lives ; J- What comfort this sweet sentence gives ! He lives, he lives, who once was dead, He lives, my ever-living head ! 2 He lives triumphant from the grave, He lives eternally to save ; He lives all glorious in the sky, He lives exalted there on high. 3 He lives to bless me with his love, He lives to plead for me above: He lives my hungry soul to feed, He lives to help in time of need. 4 He lives to grant me fresh supply, He lives to guide me with his eye; He lives to comfort me when faint, He lives to hear my soul's complaint. 5 He lives to silence all my fears, He lives to stop and wipe mv tears ; He lives to calm my troubled heart, He lives all blessings to impart 6 He lives, my kind, wise, heav'nly Friend, He lives and loves me to the end; He lives, and, while he lives, I'll sing, He lives, mv Prophet, Priest, and King. 7 He lives, and grants me daily breath, He lives, and I shall conquer death; HYMN CXXXVITI. 361 He lives my mansion to prepare, He lives to bring me safely there. 8 He lives, all glory to his name ! He lives, my Jesus, still the same ; 0 the sweet joy this sentence gives, . I know that my Redeemer lives ! ASCENSION AND EXALTATION. 138— CM. Hymn 16. B. 2. Coronation of Christ. 1 A LL hail, the pow'r of Jesus' name! -£*- Let angels prostrate fall ; Bring forth the royal diadem, And crown him — Lord of all. 2 Crown him, ye martyrs of our God, Who from his altar call ; Extol the stem of Jesse's rod, And crown him — Lord of all. 3 Hail him, ye heirs of David's line, Whom David, Lord did call ; The God incarnate ! Man Divine ! And crown him — Lord of all. 4 Ye chosen seed of Israel's race, Ye ransom'd from the fall, Hail him who saves you by his grace, And crown him — Lord of all. 5 Sinners whose love can ne'er forget The wormword and the gall, Go, spread your trophies at his feet, And crown him — Lord of all. 31 0 3«fl HYMN (XXXIX. 6 Let every kindred, every tribe, On this terrestrial ball, To him all majesty ascribe, And crown him — Lord of all. 7 Oh, that with yonder sacred throng, We at his feet may fall ; We'll join the everlasting song, And crown him — Lord of all. 139— L. M. Hymn 18, Pt. 1. B. 1. He ascended into heaven. |UR Lord is risen from the dead, Our Jesus is gone up on high ; The pow'rs of hell are captive led, Dragg'd to the portals of the sky. 2 There his triumphal chariot waits, And angels chant the solemn lay ; " Lift up your heads, ye heav'nly gates ! " Ye everlasting doors, give way !" 3 Loose all your bars of massy light, And wide unfold the radiant scene: He claims those mansions as his right, Receive the King of glory in. 4 " Who is the King of glory, who V* The Lord, that all his foes o'ercame, The world, sin, death, and hell o'erthrew ; And Jesus is the conqu'ror's name, 5 Lo ! his triumphant chariot waits, And angels chant the solemn lay, "Lift up your heads, yc heav'nly gates ! M Ye everlasting doors, give way !" 6 " Who is the King of glory, who V' The Lord, of boundless pow'r possest, The King of saints and angels too, God over all, for ever blest HYMN CXL, CXLI. 365 140— L. M. Hymn 18, Pt. 2. B. 1. Forerunner. 1 T7AR, far beyond these lower skies, -*- Up to the glories all his own, Where we by faith lift up our eyes, There Jesus, our Forerunner's gone. 2 Amidst the shining hosts above, Where his best smile new pleasure gives, Where all is wonder, joy, and love ; There Jesus, our Forerunner, lives. 3 Before his heav'nly Father's face, For ev'ry saint he intercedes; And with infallible success, There Jesus, our Forerunner, pleads. 4 We shall, when we in heav'n appear, His praises sing, his wonders tell; And with our great Forerunner there, For ever and for ever dwell. 141— L. M. Hymn 18, Pt. 3. B. 1. The presence, glory, and power of Christ. 1 1T7TTH transport, Lord, our souls proclaim '' Th' immortal honours of thy name; Altho' ascended to thy throne, Thou still art present with thine own. 2 High on his Father's royal seat, Our Jesus shone divinely great ; Ere Adam's clay with life was warm'd, Or Gabriel's nobler spirit form'd. 3 Thro' all succeeding ages, he The same hath been — the same shall be ; Immortal radiance gilds his head, While stars and suns wax old, and fade. 364 HYMN CXLII. 4 The same his pow'r his flock to guard ; The same his bounty to reward : The same his faithfulness and love, To saints on earth and saints above. 5 Let nature change, and sink, and die; Jesus shall raise his chosen high ; And fix them near his heav'nly throne, In glory changeless as his own. ] 42— H. M. Hymn 90. B. 1. The Ascension and Kingdom of Christ. 1 REJOICE, the Lord is King, -" Th' ascended King adore; Mortals, give thanks, and sing And triumph evermore ! Lift up the heart, lift up the voice, Rejoice aloud, ye saints, rejoice. 2 Rejoice, the Saviour reigns, The God of truth and love : When he had purg'd our stains, He took his seat above : Lift up the heart, lift up the voice, Rejoice aloud, ye saints, rejoice. 3 His kingdom cannot fail, He rules o'er earth and heav'n ; The keys of death and hell Are to our Jesus giv'n : Lift up the heart, lift up the voice, Rejoice aloud, ye saints, rejoice. 4 Rejoice in glorious hope ; Jesus the Judge shall come, And take his servants up To their eternal home : We soon shall hear the Archangel's voice, The trump of God shall sound, rejoice. HYMN CXLIII, CXLIV. 365 143— L. M. Hymn 19, Pt. 1. B. 1. He sitteth at the right hand of God. 1 TESUS the Lord out* souls adore, ♦J A painful suff'rer now no more ; At the right hand of God he reigns O'er earth, and heav'n's extensive plains. 2 His race for ever is complete ; For ever undisturb'd his seat; Myriads of angels round him fly, And sing his well-gain'd victory. 3 Yet 'midst the honours of his throne, He joys not for himself alone ; His meanest servants share their part, Share in that royal tender heart. 4 Raise, raise, my soul, thy raptur'd sight With sacred wonder and delight ; Jesus at God's right hand now see, Enter'd within the veil for thee. 144 — C. M. Hymn 62. Add. The Cross and Crown. 1 rPHE head that once was crown'd with J- thorns, Is crown'd with glory now ; A royal diadem adorns The mighty Victor's brow. 2 The highest place that heaven affords, Is his by sov'reign right; The King of kings, the Lord of lords, He reigns in glory bright. 3 The joy of all who dwell above, The joy of all below, To whom he manifests his love, And grants his name (o know; 31* 366 HYMN CXLV. 4 To them the cross, with all its shame, With all its grace, is given ; Their name an everlasting name, Their joy — the joy of heaven. 5 They suffer with their Lord below, They reign with him above ; Their profit and their joy to know The myst'ry of his love. 6 The cross he bore, is life and health, Though shame and death to him ; His people's hope, his people's wealth, Their everlasting theme. 145— L. M. Hymn 31, Pt. 1. B. 1. Jesus hath the key of the kingdom of heaven. 1 "\T7TTH what delight I raise my eyes, ' ' And view the courts where Jesus dwells ! Jesus, who reigns above the skies, And here below his grace reveals. 2 Of God's own house the sacred key Is borne by that majestic hand : Mansions and treasures there I see Subjected all to his command. 3 He shuts, and worlds might strive in vain The mighty obstacle to move; He looses all their bars again, And who shall shut the gates of love ! •1 Fix'd in omnipotence, he bears The glories of his Father's name: Sustains his people's weighty cares, Thro' ev'ry changing age the same. 5 My little all I here suspend, Where the whole weight of heav'n is hung; Secure I rest on such a friend, And into raptures wake my tongue. HYMN CXLVI, CXLVII. 367 146— 8s 7s. Hymn 53. Add. Our High- Priest. 1 TTAIL, thou once despised Jesus, AX Hail, thou bleeding, conq'ring King ; Thou didst suffer to release us ; Thou didst free salvation bring ! Hail, thou agonizing Saviour, Thou didst bear our sin and shame, Through thy merit we find favour; Life is given through thy name. 2 Paschal Lamb, by God appointed, All our sins on thee were laid ; By Almighty love anointed, Thou hast full atonement made. All thy people are forgiven, Through the virtue of thy blood; Open'd is the gate* of heaven, Man is reconciled to God. 3 Jesus, hail, enthroned in glory, There forever to abide, All the heavenly hosts adore thee, Seated at thy Father's side : There for sinners thou art pleading, There thou dost our place prepare : Ever for us interceding, Till in glory we appear. 147— L. M. Hymn 65. Add. Lord of Angels. 1 C\ REAT God, to what a glorious height ^-" Hast thou advanced the Lord, thy Son ! Angels, in all their robes of light, Are made the servants of his throne. 368 HYMN CXLVIII. 2 Before his feet, their armies wait, And swift as flames of fire they move, To manage his affairs of state, In works of vengeance or of love. 3 Now they are sent to guide our feet, Up to the gates of thine abode, Through all the dangers that we meet, In travelling o'er the heavenly road. 4 Lord, when we leave this mortal ground, And thou shalt bid us rise and come, Send thy beloved angels down, Safe to conduct our spirits home. 148— L. M. Hymn 19, Pt. 3. B. 1. Christ will come to judge the world. 1 MOW to the Lord, that made us know -^ The wonders of his dying love, Be humble honours paid below, And strains of nobler praise above. 2 'Tvvas he that cleans'd our foulest sins, And wash'd us in his richest blood ; 'Tis he that makes us priests and kings, And brings us rebels near to God. 3 To Jesus, our atoning Priest, To Jesus, our superior King, Be everlasting pow'r confess'd, And ev'ry tongue his glory sing. 4 Behold ! on flying clouds he comes, And ev'ry eye shall see bis face; Tho' with our sins we pierc'd him once ; He now displays his pard'ning grace. C) The unbelieving world shall wail, While we rejoice to sec the day; Come, Lord! nor let ih\ promise fail, Nor let fh\ chariots long delay. HYMN CXLIX. 369 149— P. M. Hymn 147, B. 1. Surely I come quickly ; Amen, even so, come, Lord Jesus. 1 O ! he comes, with clouds descending, -" Once for favour'd sinners slain ! Thousand thousand saints attending Swell the triumph of his train : Hallelujah ! Jesus now shall ever reign. 2 Ev'ry eye shall now behold him, Rob'd in dreadful majesty: Those, who set at naught, and sold him, Pierc'd and nail'd him to the tree, Deeply wailing, Shall the great Messiah see. 3 Ev'ry island, sea, and mountain, Heav'n and earth, shall flee away: All who hate him must, confounded, Hear the trump proclaim the day ; Come to judgment! Come to judgment! come away! 4 Now redemption, long expected, See in solemn pomp appear ! All his saints, by men rejected, Now shall meet him in the air ! Hallelujah ! See the day of God appear ! 5 Answer thine own bride and Spirit; Hasten, Lord, and quickly come ! The new heav'n and earth t' inherit, Take thy weeping exiles home : All Creation Travails, groans, and bids thee come ! 370 HYMN CL. 6 Yea ! a men ! let all adore thee, High on thine exalted throne ! Saviour, take the pow'r and glory : Claim the kingdoms for thine own ! O come quickly, Hallelujah ! come, Lord, come ! 150— P. M. Hymn 19, Pt. 5. B. 1, Lo, he cometh. 1 O ! he cometh ! countless trumpets J-^ Blow to raise the sleeping dead ; 'Midst ten thousand saints and angels See their great exalted Head. Hallelujah. Welcome, welcome, Son of God ! 2 Now his merit, by the harpers, Thro' th' eternal deep resounds; Now resplendent shine his nail-prints, Ev'ry eye shall see his wounds : They, who pierc'd him, Shall at his appearance wail. 3 Full of joyful expectation, Saints, behold the Judge appear! Truth and justice go before him, Now the joyful sentence hear: Hallelujah, Welcome, welcome, Judge divine. " Come, ye blessed of my Father, "Enter into life and joy ; "Banish all vour fears and sorrows, "Endless praise be vour employ: Hallelujah, Welcome, welcome to the skies. HYMN CLJ. 371 5 Now at once they rise to glory, Jesus brings them as their King-, There, with all the hosts of heav'n, They eternal anthems sing; Hallelujah, Boundless glory to the Lamb. THE HOLY SPIRIT. 151— C. M. Hymn 66. Add. Effusion of the Spirit. 1 T ET songs of praises fill the sky! ■f^ Christ, our ascended Lord. Sends down his Spirit from on high, According to his word. 2 The Spirit, by his heavenly breath, New life creates within, He quickens sinners from their death Of trespasses and sin. 3 The things of Christ the Spirit takes, And to our hearts reveals; Our bodies he his temple makes, And our redemption seals. 4 Come, Holy Spirit, from above, With thy celestial fire ; Come, and with flames of zeal and love Our hearts and tongues inspire ! 372 HYMN CLII, CLIII. 152— C. M. Hymn 67. Add. Work of the Sj)irit. 1 TVHE blessed Spirit, like the wind, J- Blows when and where he please ; How happy are the men who feel The soul-enlivening breeze. 2 He forms the carnal mind afresh, Subdues the power of sin, Transforms the heart of stone to flesh, And plants his grace within. 3 He sheds abroad the Father's love, Applies redeeming blood, Bids both our guilt and grief remove, And brings us near to God. 4 Lord, fill each dead, benighted soul, "With light, and life, and joy ; None can thy mighty power control, Thy glorious work destroy. 153— C. M. Hymn 68. Add. Work of the Spirit. 1 C\ REAT Spirit, through whose mighty ^J power All creatures live and move, On us thy benediction shower, Inspire our souls with love. 2 Hail, Source of light, arise and shine, Darkness and doubt dispel; Give peace and joy, for we are thine. In us forever dwell. 3 From death to life our spirits raise, Complete redemption bring; New tongues impart, to speak the praise O! Christ, our God and King. HYMN CLIV, CLV. 373 4 Thine inward witness bear, unknown To all the world beside ; Exulting, then, we'll show and own Our Jesus glorified. 154— L. M. Hymn 29, Pt. 1. B. 1. Influences of the Holy Ghost. 1 INTERNAL Spirit! we confess -M And sing the wonders of thy grace : Thy pow'r conveys our blessings down From God the Father and the Son. 2 Enlighten'd by thine heav'nly ray, Our shades and darkness turn to day ; We learn the meaning of thy word, And find salvation in the Lord. 3 Thy pow'r and glory work within, And break the chains of reigning sin ; Our wild imperious lasts subdue, And form our wretched hearts anew. 4 The troubled conscience knows thy voice, Thy cheering words awake our joys ; Thy words allay the stormy wind, And calm the surges of the mind. 155— L. M. Hymn 20, Pt. 2. B. 1. Influences of the Holy Ghost. 1 pvEAR Lord, and shall thy Spirit rest U In such a wretched heart as mine ? Unworthy dwelling ! glorious Guest ! Favour astonishing, divine ! 2 When sin prevails, and gloomy fear, And hope almost expires in night, Lord, can thy Spirit then be here, Great spring of comfort, life and light? -i Z 374 HYMN CLVI. 3 Sure the blest Comforter is nigh ; 'Tis he sustains my fainting heart; Else would mv hopes for ever die, And ev'ry cheering raj depart. 4 When some kind promise glads my soul, Do I not find his healing voice The tempest of mv tears control, And bid my drooping pow'rs rejoice 1 5 Whene'er to call the Saviour mine, With ardent wish my heart aspires ; Can it be less than pow'r divine, Which animates these strong desires 1 6 What less than thine almighty Word Can raise mv heart from earth and dust; And bid me cleave to thee, my Lord, My life, my treasure, and my trust 1 7 And when my cheerful hope can say, "I love my God, and taste his grace;" Lord, is it not thy blissful ray, Which brings this dawn of sacred peace? 8 Let thy kind Spirit in my heart For ever dwell, O God of love ; And light and heav'nly peace impart, Sweet earnest of the joys above. 156— S. M. D. Hymn 69. Add. Witness of the Spirit. 1 OPIRIT of faith, come down, ^ Reveal the things of God, And make to us the Saviour known And witness with the blood. 'Tis thine the blood t' apply, And give us each to see, That he who did for sinners die, FTnth snrelv died for me. HYMN CLV1I, CLVI1L 375 2 No one can truly say, That Jesus is the Lord, Unless thou take the veil away, And breathe the living word. Then, only then, we feel Our interest in his blood, And cry, with joy unspeakable, "Thou art my Lord, my God." 1 57— 112th. Hymn 70. Add. Spirit sought. 1 /^OME, Holy Ghost, all quiek'ning fire, ^ Come, and in me delight to rest ; Grant the supplies that I require ; O come, and consecrate mv breast: The temple of my soul prepare, And fix thy sacred presence there. 2 My peace, my life, my comfort thou, My treasure and my all thou art; True witness of my sonship, now, Engraving Christ upon my heart, Seal of my sins in him forgiven, Earnest of love, and pledge of heaven. 3 My Comforter, mark out thine heir, Of heaven a larger earnest give ; With clearer light thy witness bear, More actively within me live ; Let all my powers thy presence feel, And deeper stamp thyself the seal. 158— P. M. 8, 7. Hymn 20, B. 2. The Holy Spirit invoked. 1 TTOLY GHOST, dispel our sadness, -*--*- Pierce the clouds of sinful night; Come, thou Source of sweetest gladness, Breathe thv life and spread thy light; 376 HYMN CLIX. Loving Spirit. God of peace, Great Distributer of grace, Rest upon this congregation ! Hear, Oh, hear our supplication. 2 From that height which knows no measure, As a gracious show 'r, descend ; Bringing down the richest treasure Man can wish, or God can send. O, thou Glory shining down From the Father and the Son, Grant us thy illumination ! Rest on all this congregation. 3 Come, thou best of all donations, God can give, or we implore ; Having thy sweet consolations, We need wish for nothing more : Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove, Now descending from above, Rest on all this congregation ! Make our hearts thy habitation. 159 — c. M. Hymn 71. Add. Grieving the Spirit. 1 HPHE God of grace will never leave, -L Or cast away his own; And yet when we his Spirit grieve, His comforts are withdrawn, 2 If noisy war or strife abound, We grieve the peaceful dove; His gracious influence is found In paths of truth and love. 3 Should we indulge one secret sin, Or disregard his laws, His succours and support, within, The Spirit ve\'d withdraw >. HYMN CLX, CLXI. 377 4 To sin, O leave us not a prey, Nor yet to Satan's hand ; But guide us, in the heav'nly way, To our Emmanuel's land. 160— L. M. Hymn 72. Add. Invocation. 1 pOME, Holy Spirit, calm my mind, ^ And fit me to approach my God ; Remove each vain and worldly thought, And lead me to thy blest abode. 2 Hast thou imparted to my soul A living spark of holy fire 1 O kindle now the sacred flame ; Make me to burn with pure desire. 3 A brighter faith and hope impart, And let me now my Saviour see ; O, soothe and cheer my burden'd heart, And bid my spirit rest in thee. 161— 7s. Hymn 73. Add. Influences of the Spirit. 1 n RACIOUS Spirit, Love divine, ^J Let thy light within me shine ; Let my guilty fears remove, Fill me with thy heavenly love. 2 Speak thy pard'ning grace to me; Set the burden'd sinner free ; Lead me to the Lamb of God, Wash me in his precious blood. 3 Life and peace to me impart, Seal salvation on my heart ; Breathe thyself into my breast, Earnest of immortal rest. 32* 378 HYMN CLXII, CLXIII. ' 4 Let me never from thee stray, Keep me in the narrow way ; Fill my soul with joy divine, Keep me, Lord, for ever thine. 1 62— 7s. Hymn 74. Add. Invocation. 1 TTOLY GHOST, with light divine, •*■•*■ Shine upon this heart of mine ; Chase the shades of night away, Turn my darkness into day. 2 Holy Ghost, with power divine, Cleanse this guilty heart of mine ; Long hath sin, without control, Held dominion o'er my soul. 3 Holy Ghost, with joy divine, Cheer this sadden'd heart of mine; Bid my many woes depart, Heal my wounded, bleeding heart. 4 Holy Spirit, all-divine, Dwell within this heart of mine; Cast down every idol-throne, Reign supreme — and reign alone. ; ] 63— C. M. Hymn 75. Add. Various influences desired 1 INTERNAL Spirit— God of truth, -L^ Our contrite hearts inspire; Kindle a flame of heav'nly love, And \vvd the pure desire. 2 'Tis thine to soothe the sorrowing mind, With guilt and fear oppress' d ; 'Tis thine to bid the dying live, And give the weary rest. HYMN CLXIV, CLXV. 379 3 Subdue the power of every sin, Whate'er that sin may be; That we, in singleness of heart, May worship only thee. 4 Then with our spirits witness bear, That we're the sons of God; Redeem'd from sin, and death, and hell Through Christ's atoning blood. 164— C. M. Hymn 76. Add. The Spirit desired. 1 p REAT Father of each perfect gift, ^ Behold thy servants wait ; With longing eyes, and lifted hands, We flock around thy gate. 2 O ! shed abroad that choicest gift — Thy Spirit from above, To cheer our eyes with sacred light, And fire our hearts with love. 3 Blest earnest of eternal joy, Declare our sins forgiven : And bear with energy divine, Our rapturd thoughts to heaven. 4 Diffuse, O God, thy copious showers, That earth its fruit may yield, And change the barren wilderness To Carmel's flowery field. J —P. M. 8, 7. Hymn 132, B. 2. Love divine. LOVE divine, all love excelling! Joy of heav'n, to earth come down ! Fix in us thy humble dwelling; All thy faithful mercies crown. 380 HYMN CLXVI. Jesus, thou art all compassion ! Pure, unbounded love, thou art ! \ isit us with thy salvation, Enter ev'ry trembling heart. 2 Breathe, O breathe, thy loving Spirit Into ev'ry troubled breast \ Let us all in thee inherit, Let us find thy promis'd rest. Take away the love of sinning, Alpha and Omega be ; End of faith, as its beginning, Set our hearts at liberty. 3 Come, Almighty to deliver, Let us all thy life receive ! Suddenly return — and never — Never more thy temples leave ! Thee we would be always blessing, Serve thee as thy hosts above ; Pray, and praise thee without ceasing, Glory in thy precious love. 4 Finish, then, thy new creation ; Pure, unspotted, may we be ; Let us see our whole salvation, Perfectly secur'd by thee : Chang'd from glory unto glory, Till in heav'n we take our place; Till we cast our crowns before thee, Lost in wonder, love, and praise ! 166— C. M. Hymn 20, Pt. 3. B. 1. Breathing after the Holy Spirit, 1 pOME, Holy Spirit, heav'n I v dove, ^ With all thy quickening pow'rs, Kindle a flame of sacred love In these cold hearts of ours. HYMN CLXVII. 381 2 Look, how we grovel here below, Fond of these trifling toys: Our souls can neither fly nor go, To reach eternal joys. 3 In vain we tune our formal songs, In vain we strive to rise, Hosannas languish on our tongues, And our devotion dies. . 4 Dear Lord ! and shall we ever live At this poor, dying rate ? Our love so faint, so cold to thee, And thine to us so great ? 5 Come, Holy Spirit, heav'nly dove, With all thy quick'ning pow'rs, Come, shed abroad a Saviour's love, And that shall kindle ours. 167— P. M. Hymn 91. B. 1 The out -pouring of the Spirit. 1 1T7HEN the blest day of Pentecost ' * Was fully come; the Holy Ghost Descended from above, Sent by the Father and the Son : The Sender and the Sent are one, The Lord of life and love. 2 But were the first disciples blest With heav'nly gifts? And shall the rest Be pass'd unheeded by? What! Has the Holy Ghost forgot To quicken souls, that Christ has bought; And let them lifeless lie ? 3 No, thou almighty Paraclete! Thou shedd'st thy heav'nly influ'nce vet; Thou visit'st sinners still ; Thy breath of life, thy quick'ning flame, Thy pow'r, thy Godhead, still the same, We own ; because we feel. 382 HYMN CLXVIII. DECREES. 168— C. M. Hvimi 2, B. 2. Sovereignty and Decrees of God. 1 TZEEP silence — all created things, -*V And wait your Maker's nod: My soul stands trembling while she sings The honours of her God. 2 Life, death, and hell, and worlds unknown, Hang on his firm decree ; He sits on no precarious throne, Nor borrows leave — to be. 3 Chain'd to his throne a volume lies, With all the fates of men ; With ev'ry angel's form and size, Drawn by th' eternal pen. 4 His providence unfolds the book, And makes his counsels shine ; Each op'ning leaf, and ev'ry stroke, Fulfils some deep design. 5 Here, he exalts neglected worms, To sceptres and a crown; And there, the following page he turns, And treads the monarch down. 6 Not Gabriel asks the reason why, Nor God the reason gives ; Nor dares the fav'rite angel pry Between the folded leaves. 7 My God, I would not long to see My fate, with curious eyes; HYMN GLXIX. 383 What gloomy lines are writ for me, Or what bright scenes may rise. 8 In thy fair book of life and grace, O may I find my name, Recorded in some humble place, Beneath mv Lord — the Lamb. 169— P.M. 11,8. Hymn 67, B. 2. Election. 1 I~N songs of sublime adoration and praise, J- Ye pilgrims, for Zion who press, Break forth and extol the great Ancient of days, His rich and distinguishing grace. 2 His love from eternity fix'd upon you, — Broke forth and discover'd its flame, When each with the cords of his kindness he drew, And brought you to love his great name. 3 0, had not he pitied the state you were in, Your bosoms his love had ne'er felt : You all would have liv'd, would have died too in sin, And sunk with the load of your guilt. 4 What was there in you that could merit esteem, Or give the Creator delight ? 'T was "Even so, Father," you ever must sing, "Because it seem'd good in thy sight." 5 Then give all the glory to his holy name, To him all the glory belongs; Be yours the high joy still to sound forth his fame, And crown him in each of your songs. 384 HYMN CLXX. 170— L. ML Hymn 21, Pt. 2. B. 1. Election sovereign and free. 1 "DEHOLD ! the potter moulds the clay, ±J His vessel forms, himself to please : Such is our God, and such are we, The subjects of his just decrees. 2 Doth not the workman's pow'r extend O'er all the mass; which part to choose, And mould it for a nobler end; And which to leave for viler use ? 3 May not the sov'reign Lord on high, Dispense his favours as he will ; Choose some to life, while others die • And yet be just and glorious still ? 4 What, if to make his terror known, He lets his patience long endure, Suff'ring vile rebels to go on, And seal their own destruction sure? 5 What, if he mean to show his grace, And his electing love employ To mark out some of mortal race, And form thorn lit for heav'nly joy ? 6 Shall man reply against the Lord, And call his Maker's ways unjust; The thunder of whose dreadful word Can crush a thousand worlds to dust? 7 But, 0 ! my soul, if truth so bright Should dazzle and confound thy sight; Yet still his written will obe\. And wait the great decisive day. 8 Then shall he make his justice known: And the whole world, before* his throne, With joy, or terror, shall confess The glory of his righteousness. HYMN CLXXI, CLXXIL 385 171 — L. M. Hymn 137. B. 1. The triwnph of Faith. 1 1T7H0 shall the Lord's elect condemn ? " 'Tis God that justifies their souls ; And mercy, like a mighty stream, O'er all their sins divinely rolls. 2 Who shall adjudge the saints to hell 1 'Tis Christ that suffer' d in their stead: And the salvation to fulfil, Behold him rising from the dead. 3 He lives ! he lives ! and sits above For ever interceding there: Who shall divide us from his love, Or what should tempt us to despair ? 4 Shall persecution or distress, Famine, or sword, or nakedness ? He, that hath lov'd us, bears us through, And make us more than conq'rors too. 5 Faith hath an overcoming pow'r, It triumphs in the dying hour: Christ is our life, our joy, our hope ; Nor can we sink with such a prop. 6 Not all that men on earth can do, Nor pow'rs on high, nor pow'rs below, Shall cause his mercy to remove, Nor wean our hearts from Christ our love. 172— C. M. Hymn 32, Pt. 3. B. I. Elected to Holiness. 1 TTOW vast the benefits divine, -LJ- Which we in Christ possess ! We're sav'd from guilt and ev'ry sin, And call'd to holiness. 33 386 HYMN CLXXITI. 2 'Tis not for works which we have done, Or shall hereafter do ; But he, of his electing love, Salvation doth hestow. 3 The glory, Lord, from first to last, Is due to thee alone ; Aught to ourselves we dare not take, Or rob thee of thy crown. 4 Our glorious Surety undertook Redemption's wondrous plan ; And grace was given us in him, Before the world be£an. 5 Safe in the arms of sov'reign Jove We ever shall remain ; Nor shall the rage of earth or hell Make thy dear counsels vain. 6 Not one of all the chosen race But shall to heav'n attain, Partake on earth the purpos'd grace, And then with Jesus reign. CREATION AND PROVIDENCE. 173 — C. M. Hymn 9, Pt. 2. W 1. Creation. 1 ORD, when our raptur'd thought surveys J~^ Creation's beauties o'er, All nature joins to teach thy praise, And bids our souls adore. HYMN CLXX1V. 387 2 Where'er we turn our gazing eyes, Thy radiant footsteps shine; Ten thousand pleasing wonders rise, And speak their source divine. 3 The living tribes of countless forms, In earth, and sea, and air, The meanest flies, the smallest worms, Almighty pow'r declare. 4 Thy wisdom, pow'r, and goodness, Lord, In all thy works appear : And, O ! let man thy praise record, Man, thy distinguished care. 5 From thee the breath of life he drew ; That breath thy pow'r maintains : Thy tender mercy, ever new, His brittle frame sustains. 6 Yet nobler favours claim his praise, Of reason's light possess'd ; By revelation's brightest rays, Still more divinely blest. 174— L. M. Hymn 3, Pt. 1. B. 1. Primitive state of man. 1 A DAM in Paradise was plac'd, -£*- Our nat'ral and our fed'ral head ; With holiness and wisdom grac'd. In his Creator's image made. 2 Bless'd with the joys of innocence, Upright and happy, firm he stood ; Till he debas'd himself to sense, And ate of the forbidden food. 3 His soul at first, a holy flame, Was kindled by his Maker's breath ; But stung by sin, it soon became The seat of darkness, strife, and death. 388 HYMN CLXXV. 175— C. M. Hymn 10, Pt. 4. B. 1. The blessings of Providence. 1 A LMIGHTY Father, gracious Lord, -£*- Kind Guardian of my da vs. Thy mercies let my heart record, In songs of grateful praise. 2 In life's first dawn, my tender frame Was thy indulgent care ; Long ere I could pronounce thy name, Or breathe the infant prayer. 3 Around my path what dangers rose ! What snares spread all my road ! No pow'r could guard me from my foes, But my Preserver, God. 4 How many blessings round me shone, Where'er I turn'd mine eye ! How many past, almost unknown, Or unregarded, by ! 5 Each rolling year new favours brought From thy exhaustless store ; But ah ! in vain my lab'ring thought Would count thy mercies o'er. 6 While sweet reflection, thro' my days Thy bounteous hand would trace ; Still dearer blessings claim my praise, The blessings of thy grace. 7 Yes, I adore thee, gracious Lord, For favours more divine: That I have known thy sacred word, Where all thv dories shine. 8 Lord, when this mortal frame decays, And ev'ry weakness dies. Complete the wonders of thy grace, And raise me to the skies. HYMN CLXXVI. 389 9 Then shall my joyful pow'rs unite In more exalted lays ; And join the happy sons of light, In everlasting praise. 176— L. M. Hymn 9, Pt. 4. B. 1. My times are in thine hand. 1 OESISTLESS Sov'reign of the skies, -*-* Immensely great ! immensely wise ! My times are all within thy hand ; And all events at thy command. 2 My times of sickness and of health, My times of penury and wealth, My times of trial and of grief, My times of triumph and relief. .3 Sad times, the tempter's pow'r to prove, Blest times, to taste a Saviour's love, Must all begin, and last, and end, As best shall please my God and Friend. 4 Tho' plagues and deaths around me fly, Till he commands, I cannot die : No ; not a single shaft can hit, Till God, who guards my life, sees fit. 5 O thou, tremendous, wise and just ! In thy kind hands my life I trust; Yea, had I somewhat dearer still, It should be thine, and at thy will. 6 May I, at all times, own thy hand, And still to thee surrender'd stand ; Convinced that thou art God alone, May I and mine be all thy own. 7 Thee, Lord, at all times will I bless, For, having thee, I all possess; Nor can I e'er bereaved be, Since thou wilt never part with me. 33* 390 HYMN CLXXVII, CLXXVIII. 177— C. M. Hymn 10, Pt. 2. B. 1. The mysteries of Providence. 1 C\ OD moves in a mysterious way, ^-* His wonders to perform ; He plants his footsteps in the sea, And rides upon the storm. 2 Deep in unfathomable mines Of never-failing skill, He treasures up his bright designs, And works his sovereign will. 3 Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take, The clouds, ye so much dread, Are big with mercy, and shall break In blessings on your head. 4 Judge not the Lord by feeble sense ; But trust him for his grace : Behind a frowning Providence, He hides a smiling face. 5 His purposes will ripen fast, Unfolding ev'ry hour ; The bud may have a bitter taste, But sweet will be the flow'r. 6 Blind unbelief is sure to err, And scan his work in vain; Cod is his own interpreter, And he will make it plain. 178— L. M. Hymn 10, Pt. 1. B. 1. Wisdom o/ Providence. 1 WAIT, O my soul, thy Maker's will! *' Tumultuous passions, all be still! Nor let a munn'ring thought arise; His providence and ways are wise. HYMN CLXXIX. 391 2 He in the thickest darkness dwells, Performs his work, the cause conceals; But tho' his methods are unknown, Judgment and truth support his throne. 3 In heav'n, and earth, and air, and seas, He executes his firm decrees ; And by his saints it stands confest, That what he does is ever best. 4 Wait then, my soul, submissive wait, Prostrate before his awful seat; And 'midst the terrors of his rod, Trust in a wise and gracious God. 179— P. M. Hymn 10, Pt. 3. B. 1. The Lord will provide. 1 'TVHO' troubles assail, -*- And dangers affright; Tho' friends should all fail, And foes all unite : Yet one thing secures us, Whatever betide ; The scripture assures us, The Lord will provide. 2 The birds, without barn Or store-house, are fed ; From them let us learn To trust for our bread : His saints what is fitting Shall ne'er be denied; So long as 'tis written, The Lord will provide. 3 We may, like the ships, By tempests be tost On perilous deeps, But cannot be lost ; 392 HYMN CLXXIX. Tho' Satan enrages The wind and the tide, The promise engages, The Lord will provide. 4 His call we obey, Like Abra'm of old, Not knowing our way, But faith makes us bold; For, tho' we be strangers, We have a good guide, And trust in all dangers, The Lord will provide. 5 When Satan appears To stop up our path, And fill us with fears, We triumph by faith ; He cannot take from us, Tho' oft he has tried, This heart-cheering promise, The Lord will provide. 6 He tells us we're weak, Our hope is in vain ; The good, that we seek, We ne'er shall obtain; But when such suggestions Our spirits have plied, This answers all questions, The Lord will provide. 7 No strength of our own, Or goodness, we claim ; Yet, since we have known The Saviour's great name, In this our strong tow'r For safety we bide : The Lord is our pow'r, The Lord will provide. T ' 1 1 r HYMN CLXXX, CLXXXI. 393 8 When life sinks apace, And death is in view, This word of his grace Shall comfort us through : No fearing or doubting, With Christ on our side! We hope to die shouting, The Lord will provide. 180— C. M. Hymn 10, Pt. 5. B. 1. It is well. T shall be well, let sinners know, With those who love the Lord; His saints have always found it so, When resting on his word. 2 Peace, then, ye chasten'd sons of God, Why let your sorrows swell 1 Wisdom directs our Father's rod — His word says, It is well. 3 Tho' you may trials sharp endure, From sin, or death, or hell ; Your heav'nly Father's love is sure, And, therefore, it is well. 4 Soon will your sorrows all be o'er, And you shall sweetly tell, On Canaan's calm and pleasant shore, That all at last is well. 181— C. M. Hymn 9, Pt. 3. B. 1. God our preserver. 1 ET others boast how strong they be, ■*^ Nor death nor danger fear ; While we confess, O Lord ! to thee, What feeble things we are. 394 HYMN CLXXXII. 2 Fresh as the grass our bodies stand, And flourish bright and gay ; A blasting wind sweeps o'er the land, And fades the grass away. 3 Our life contains a thousand springs, And dies if one he gone ; Strange ! that a harp of thousand strings Should keep in tune so long. 4 But 'tis our God supports our frame, The God, that fonn'd us first : Salvation to th' almighty Name That rear'd us from the dust. 5 While we have breath, or life, or tongues, Our Maker we'll adore: His Spirit moves our heaving lungs, Or they would breathe no more. 182— L. M. Hymn 50, Pt. 2. B. 1. Father, feed and bring us safeh/ home I 1 rrVHRO' all the various shifting scene J- Of life's mistaken ill or good ; Thy hand, O God, conducts unseen The beautiful vicissitude. 2 Thou givcst with paternal care, Howe'er unjustly we complain, To each their necessar) share, Of joy and sorrow, health and pain. 3 Trust we to youth, or friends, or pow'r, Fix we on this terrestrial ball? When most secure, the coining hour, If thou sec lit, ma\ blast them all. 4 When lowest sunk with grief and shame, FiU'd with affliction's bitter cup ; Lost to relations, friends and lame, Th) pow'rful hand can raise us up. HYMN CLXXXIIT, CLXXXIV. 395 5 Thy pow'rful consolations cheer; Thy smiles suppress the deep-fete h'd sigh ; Thy hand can dry the trickling tear, That secret wets the orphan's eye. 6 Thus far sustain'd, and cloth'd and fed, Thro' life's tumultuous scenes we've come ; Give us this day our daily bread, And lead, and bring us safely home. 183— L. M. Hvmn 9, Pt. 5. B. 1. We rely on God our Father. 1 "DENEATH a num'rous train of ills, " Our feeble flesh and heart may fail ; Yet shall our hope in thee, our God, O'er ev'ry gloomy fear prevail. 2 Parent and Husband, Guard and Guide, Thou art each tender name in one; On thee we cast our heavy cares, And comfort seek from thee alone. 3 Our Father, God, to thee we look ; Our Rock, our Portion, and our Friend ; And on thy cov'nant love and truth, Our sinking souls shall still depend. MAN'S RUINED STATE. WARNINGS. 184— C. M. Hymn 3, Pt. 3. B. 1. Depravity and inability of sinners. 1 OIN, like a venomous disease, ^ Infects our vital blood ; The only help is sov'reign grace, The sole physician, God. 396 HYMN CLXXXV. 2 Our beauty and oar strength are fled, And we draw near to death ; But Christ, the Lord, recalls the dead, With his almighty breath. 3 Madness, by nature, reigns within ; The passions burn and rage ; Till God's own Son, with skill divine, The inward fire assuage. 4 We lick the dust, we grasp the wind, And solid good despise : Such is the folly of the mind, Till Jesus make us wise. 5 We give our souls the wounds, they feel ; We drink the pois'nous gall, And rush with fury down to hell ; But grace prevents the fall. 6 The man, possess'd among the tombs, Cuts his own flesh, and cries ; He foams and raves, till Jesus comes : Then the foul spirit flies. 185— C. M. Hymn 3, Pt. 2. B. 1. Original sin. OW back with humble shame we look original ; How is our nature dash'd and broke In our first father's fall ! 2 To all that's good, averse and blind, But prone to all that's ill ; What dreadful darkness veils our mind ! How obstinate our will! 3 Conceiv'd in sin, () wretched state! Before we draw our breath, 1 MOW bac ■^ On our HYMN CLXXXVI. 397 The first young pulse begins to beat Depravity and death. 4 Wild and unwholesome as the root, Will all the branches be : How can we hope for living fruit From such a deadly tree ? 5 What mortal pow'r from things unclean Can pure productions bring? Who can command a vital stream From an infected spring ? 6 Yet, mighty God, thy wondrous love Can make our nature clean; While Christ and grace prevail above The tempter, death, and sin. 7 The second Adam can restore The ruins of the first; Hosanna to that sovereign pow'r, That new-creates our dust! 186— P. M. 7, 6. Hymn 23, B. 2. The Alarm. 1 OTOP, poor sinners, stop and think W Before you further go ; Will you sport upon the brink Of everlasting woe? On the verge of ruin stop — Now the friendly warning take — Stay your footsteps — ere ye drop Into the burning lake. 2 Say, have you an arm like God, That you his will oppose? Fear ye not that iron rod With which he breaks his foes ? 34 39^ HYMN CLXXXVIL Can you stand in that dread day, Which his justice shall proclaim, When the earth shall melt away Like wax before the flame 1 3 Ghastly death will quickly come, And drag you to his bar : Then to hear your awful doom Will fill you with despair! All your sins will round you crowd ; You shall mark their crimson dye ; Each for vengeance crying loud, And what can you reply 1 4 Tho' your heart were made of steel, Your forehead lin'd with brass ; God at length will make you feel, He will not let you pass; Sinners then in vain will call, Those who now despise his grace, " Rocks and mountains on us fall, And hide us from his face." 187— C. M. Hymn 24, B. 2. The broad and narrow ways. 1 CINNEKS, behold that downward road ^ Which leads to endless woe ; What multitudes of thoughtless souls, The road to ruin go ! 2 But yonder see that narrow way, Which leads to endless bliss; There see a happy, chosen few, Redeem'd bv sovereign grace. 3 They from destruction's city came, To /ion upward lend ; The Bible is their precious guide* And ( iod himself their friend. HYMN CLXXXVIII. 399 4 Lord, I would now a pilgrim be — Guide thou my feet aright; I would not for ten thousand worlds Be banish'd from thy sight. 188— P. M. 7s. Hymn 22, B. 2. Sinners exhorted in view of judgment, 1 OINNER, art thou still secure? ^ Wilt thou still refuse to pray? Can thy heart or hands endure In the Lord's avenging day \ 2 See, his mighty arm is har'd! Awful terrors clothe his brow! For his judgment stand prepar'd ; Thou must either break or bow. 3 At his presence nature shakes, Earth affrighted hastes to flee ; Solid mountains melt like wax, What will then become of thee ! 4 Who his advent may abide \ You that glory in your shame, Will you find a place to hide, When the world is wrapt in flame 1 5 Lord, prepare us by thy grace ! Soon we must resign our breath, And our souls be call'd to pass Through the iron gate of death. 6 Let us now our day improve, Listen to the gospel voice ; Seek the things that are above ; Scorn the world's pretended joys. 400 HYMN CLXXXIX, CXC. 189— H. M. Hymn 25. B. 2. Death the close of the day of grace. 1 TT7HEN frowning death appears, ™ And points his fatal dart, What dark foreboding fears Distract the sinner's heart! The dreadful blow No arm can stay, But, torn away, He sinks to woe. 2 Now ev'ry hope denied, Bereft of every good, He must the wrath abide Of an avenging God ; No mercy there Will greet his ear, Nor wipe the tear Of black despair. 3 Sinners, awake, attend, And flee the wrath to come; Make Christ, the Judge, your friend, And heav'n shall be your home. His mercy nigh Now points the path That leads from death To joys on high. 190— C. M. Hymn 27, B. 2. Exhortation to repentance, KPENT, the voice celestial cries, Nor longer dare delay ; The wretch ili.it scorns the mandate; dies, And meets a liery day. R HYMN CXCI. 401 2 No more the sov'reign eye of God O'erlooks the crimes of men; His heralds are despatch'd abroad, To warn the world of sin. 3 Together in his presence bow, And all your guilt confess; Accept the orTer'd Saviour now, Nor trifle with his grace. 4 Bow, ere the awful trumpet sound, And call you to his bar : For mercy knows th' appointed bound, And turns to vengeance there. 5 Amazing love, that yet will call, iVnd yet prolong our days ! Our hearts, subdued by goodness, fall, And weep, and love, and praise. 191— CM. Hymn 26, B. 2. The Sinner warned against abuse of the Divine Goodness. 1 TTNGRATEFUL sinners, whence this ** scorn Of God's long-suff'ring grace ? And whence this madness, that insults Tli' Almighty to his face? 2 Is it because his patience waits, And pitying bowels move, You multiply transgressions more, And scorn his offer' d love ? 3 Dost thou not know, self-blinded man, His goodness is design'd To wake repentance in thy soul, And melt thy harden'd mind? 34 * 402 HYMN CXCII. 4 And wilt thou rather choose to meet Th' Almighty as thy foe ; And treasure up his wrath in store Against the day of woe I 5 Soon shall that fatal day approach, That must thy sentence seal, And righteous judgments, now unknown, In awful pomp reveal. 6 While they, who, full of holy deeds, To glory seek to rise, Continuing patient to the end, Shall gain th' immortal prize. 192— P.M. 7. Hymn 28, B. 2. To-day, the season of mercy. 1 TTASTEN, sinner, to he wise ; -*--*- Stay not for the morrow's sun : Wisdom, if you still despise, Harder is it to he won. 2 Hasten, mercy to implore; Stay not for the morrow's sun; Lest thy season should he o'er, Ere this ev'ning's stage he run. 3 Hasten, sinner, to return ; Stay not for the morrow's sun ; Lest thy lamp should cease to hum, Ere salvation's work is done. 4 Hasten, sinner, (o he blest; Stay not for the morrow's sun : Lest perdition thee arrest, Ere the morrow is begun. HYMN CXCIII. 403 193— S. M. Hymn 7, Pt. 1. B. 1. The impenitent warned, false refuges exposed. 1 INSTRUCTION'S dang'rous road, J-^ What multitudes pursue ! While that, which leads the soul to God, Is known or sought by few. 2 Believers enter in By Christ, the living door; But they, who will not leave their sin, Must perish evermore. 3 If self must be denied, And sin forsaken quite ; They rather choose the way that's wide, And strive to think it right. 4 Encompass'd by a throng, On numbers they depend ; They think so many can't be wrong, And miss a happy end. 5 But numbers are no mark That men will right be found ; A few were sav'd in Noah's ark, For many millions drown'd. 6 Obey the gospel call. And enter while you may ; The flock of Christ remains still small, And none are safe, but they. 7 Lord, open sinners' eyes, Their awful state to see ; And make them, ere the storm arise, To thee for safety flee. 404 HYMN CXCIV, CXCV. 194— C. ML Hymn 77. Add. Boast not thyself of to-morrow. 1 TVTHY should we boast of time to come, ' * Though but a single day? This hour may fix our final doom, Though strong, and young, and gay. 2 The present we should now redeem ; This only is our own; The past, alas ! is all a dream, The future is unknown. 3 O ! think, what vast concerns depend Upon a moment's space ; When life and all its cares shall end In vengeance or in grace. 4 O, for that power which melts the heart, And mounts the soul on high, Where sin, and grief, and death depart, And pleasures never die. 5 There we with ecstacy shall fall Before Emanuel's feet; And hail him as our All in all, In happiness complete. 195— P. M. Hymn 78. Add. •/ Call to the Young. 1 [P, for thy life, young soul ! ^ Foes gather round thee fast; Up, for the swift hours roll Thy favour'd season past. Now thou art strong, Gird tor the fight, Decay, ere long, Shall waste thv might. HYMN CXCVI. 405 2 Christ and his ransom'd band, Toward heaven thy soul allure ; Glorious at his right hand, While joys on high endure. There rest complete : Thrice-welcome they, Whose early feet His call obey. 3 Mark, now, from realms above, The Spirit o'er thee bends : Gift of the Saviour's love, Him, God the Father sends : He leads secure — His sword and shield Make victory sure, Make Satau yield. 4 God and his saints invite ; Hell warns with dreadful voice ; Life, death, all things unite To press thy timely choice. List to that call ! On Jesus' side, Trust now thine all — In him abide. 196 — S. M. Hymn 79. Add. Life, a Vapour. 1 rpO-MORROW, Lord, is thine, ■f- Lodged in thy sov'reign hand ; And if its sun arise and shine, It shines by thy command. 2 The present moment flies, And bears oar life away; O, make thy servants truly wise, That they may live to-day ! 40G HYMN CXCVII, CXCVIII. 3 Since on this winged hour Eternity is hung. Awake by thine almighty power, The aged and the young. 4 " One tiling" demands our care, O, be it still pursued, Lest, slighted once, the season fair Should never be renew'd. 197— L. M. Hymn 80. Add. Why will ye die ? 1 TT7HY, thoughtless sinner, wilt thou die ? ' ' Why yield to Satan's fatal charm? Why wilt thou yet believe the lie, That sin can do thy soul no harm? 2 God has pronounced the sinner's doom ; In ruin soon his course must end : Wilt thou in sin on peace presume, Or on vain confidence depend ? 3 Hast thou an arm like God most high, In equal war with him to meet? Canst thou his thunderbolts defy, Or quench his flames beneath thy feet ? 4 Peace is proclaim'd ! O bless the sound Of pardon, bought with love divine ; God has himself the ransom found, Which could atone for sins like thine. 198— L. M. Hymn 81. Add. One thing needful. 1 TT7HY will ye waste on trifling cares, '» That life which God's compassion i spares, hile, in the various rauge of (bought, he one thing needful is forgot ! HYMN CXCIX. 407 2 Shall God invite you from above 1 Shall Jesus urge his dying love 1 Shall troubled conscience give you pain? And all these pleas unite in vain 1 3 Not so your eyes will always view Those objects which you now pursue ; Not so will heaven and hell appear, When death's decisive hour is near. 4 Almighty God, thy grace impart, Fix deep conviction on each heart ; Nor let us waste, on trifling cares, That life which thy compassion spares. 199— C. L. M. Hymn 82. Add. Go, ivatch and pray. 1 C\ O, watch and pray : thou canst not tell ^-* How near thine hour may be ; Thou canst not know how soon the bell May toll its notes for thee. Death's countless snares beset thy way ; Frail child of dust, go, watch and pray. 2 Fond youth, while free from blighting care, Does thy firm pulse beat high I Do hope's glad visions, bright and fair, Sparkle before thine eye ? Soon these must change, must pass away ; Frail child of dust, go, watch and praj\ 3 Ambition, stop thy panting breath ; Pride, sink thy lifted eye ! Behold the caverns dark with death Before you open lie. The heavenly warning now obey ; Ye sons of pride, go, watch and pray. 408 HYMN CC, CCI. 4 Thou aged man, life's wintry storm, Hath sear'd thy vernal bloom ; With trembling limbs and wasting form, Thou 'rt bending to the tomb. And can vain hope lead thee astray ? Go ! weary pilgrim, watch and pray. 200— C. M. Hymn 3, Pt. 4. B. 1. New birth. 1 AUR nature 's totally deprav'd ; ^ The heart a sink of sin ; Without a change we can't be sav'd ; We must be born again. 2 That, which is born of flesh, is flesh, And flesh it will remain ; Then marvel not that Jesus saith, 11 Ye must be born again." 3 Spirit of life, thy grace impart, And breathe on sinners slain : Bear witness, Lord, in ev'ry heart, That we are born again. 4 Dear Saviour, let us now begin To trust and love thy word, And, by forsaking evr'y sin, Prove we are born of God. THE LAW. 201— L. M. Hvinn 2, Pt. 1. B. 1. Summary of the Law. 1 rpHUS saith the first, the "rent command, -*- "Let all \\\\ inward pow'rs unite "To love thy Maker, and tliv God, "With utmost vigour and delight HYMN CCII. 409 2 " Then shall thy neighbour, next in place, " Share thine affections and esteem ; " And let thy kindness to thyself " Measure, and rule thy love to him." 3 The substance this, that Moses spoke, This did the prophets preach and prove : For want of this the law is broke ; The law demands a perfect love. 4 But O how base our passions are ! This holy law we can't fulfil : Regenerate our souls, O Lord, Or we shall ne'er perform thy will. 202— C. M. Hymn 34, Pt. 1. B. 1. The moral Law. 1 rpHAT God, who made the world on J- high, And air, and earth, and sea, Own as thy God, and to his name In homage bow thy knee. 2 Let not a shape which hands have wrought Of wood, or clay, or stone, Be deem'd thy God ; nor think him like Aught, thou hast seen or known. 3 Take not in vain the name of God : Nor must thou ever dare To make thy falsehood pass for truth, By his dread name to swear. 4 That day on which he bids thee rest From toil, to pray, and praise ; That day keep holy to the Lord, And consecrate its rays. 5 Thy father and thy mother love, Both honour and obey ; 35 410 HYMN CCIII. So shall thy life be blest with peace, And lengthen'd be thy day. 6 The blood of man thou shalt not shed, Nor wrath, nor malice feel ; To maim, or hurt, or wish him dead, Is in thy heart to kill. 7 Promiscuous lusts the Lord forbids, But honours wedlock pure ; Vast is the guilt of wicked lusts, Their puuishment is sure. 8 Thou shalt not, or from friend or foe, Take aught by force or stealth ; Thy goods, thy stores must grow from right, Or God will curse thy wealth. 9 No man shalt thou, by a false charge, Or crush or brand with shame: Dear as thine own, so wills thy God, Must be his life and name. 10 Thy soul one wish shall not let loose For that which is not thine; Live in thy lot, or small or great : For God hath drawn the line. 11 O may the Lord, who gave these laws, Write them on ev'ry heart, That all may feel their living pow'r, Nor from his paths depart ! 203— S. M. Hymn 2, Ft. 2. B. 1. Spirituality and perfection of the Law. 1 nnHE law of God Is just, ■ A strict and holy W av ; And he, that would escape the curse, Must all the law obey, HYMN CC1V. 411 2 Not one vain thought must rise Not one unclean desire ; He must be holy, just, and wise, Who keeps the law entire. 3 If in one point he fail, In thought or word or deed, The curses of the law prevail, And rest upon his head. 4 I tremble and confess ; O God ! I am accurs'd : Guilty, I fall before thy face, And own thy sentence just. 5 But does the curse still rest Upon my guilty head ? — No — Jesus — let his name be blest ! Hath borne it in my stead. 6 He hath fulfill'd the law ; Obtain'd my peace with God : Hence doth my soul her comforts draw, And leave her heavy load. 204— L. M. Hymn 44, Pt. 3. B. 1. Practical use of the moral law. 1 A LORD, my soul convicted stands ^ Of breaking all thy ten commands : And on me justly might'st thou pour Thy wrath in one eternal show'r. 2 But thanks to God, its loud alarms Have warn'd me of approaching harms; And now, O Lord, my wants I see ; Lost and undone, I come to thee. 3 I know my fig-leaf righteousness Can ne'er thy broken law redress ; 412 HYMN CCV. Yet in the gospel plan I see, There's hope of pardon e'en for me. 4 There, I behold with wonder, Lord ! That Christ hath to thy law restor'd Those honours on th' atoning day, Which guilty sinners took away. 5 Amazing wisdom, pow'r and love, Display'd to rebels from above ! Do thou, O Lord, my faith increase To love and trust thv plan of grace. 205— C. M. Hymn 2, Pt. 3. B. 1. Conviction of sin by the law. 1 ORD, how secure my conscience was, -^ And felt no inward dread ! I was alive without the law, And thought my sins were dead. 2 My hopes of heav'n were firm and bright; But since the precept came With a convincing pow'r and light I find how vile I am. 3 My guilt appeared but small before, Till, terribly I saw, How perfect, holy, just, and pure, Was thine eternal law. 4 Then felt my soul the heavy load, My sins reviv'd a^ain ; I had provok'd a dreadful God, And all my hopes were slain. b My God, I cry with ev'ry breath Fof grace and pow'r to save; To break the yoke of sin and death, And thus redeem the slave. HYMN CCVI, CCVII. 413 206— L. M. Hymn 24, Pt. 1. B. 1. Salvation not of works. 1 ]V[0 more, my God, I boast no more *■* Of all the duties I have done ; I quit the hopes I held before, To trust the merits of thy Son. 2 Now, for the love I bear his name, What was my gain, I count my loss ; My former pride I call my shame, And nail my glory to his cross. 3 Yes ; and I must and will esteem All things but loss for Jesus' sake : O may my soul be found in him, And of his righteousness partake ! 4 The best obedience of my hands Dares not appear before thy throne ; But faith can answer thy demands, By pleading what my Lord has done. 207— C. M. Hymn 2, Pt. 4. B. 1. Conviction of misery by the law. 1 T7AIN are the hopes the sons of men * On their own works have built : Their hearts by nature are unclean, And all their actions guilt. 2 Let Jew and Gentile stop their mouths, Without a murm'ring word, And the whole race of Adam stand Guilty before the Lord. 3 In vain we ask God's righteous law To justify us now ; Since to convince, and to condemn, Is all the law can do. 35* 414 HYMN CCVIII, CCIX. 4 Jesus, how glorious is thy grace, When in thy name we trust ! Our faith receives a righteousness That makes the sinner just. i—L. M. Hymn 34, Pt. 2. B. 1. The first command. 1 INTERNAL God! Almighty cause ■*-* Of earth and seas, and worlds unknown ; All things are subject to thy laws ; All things depend on thee alone. 2 Thy glorious Being singly stands, Of all within itself possest ; Controll'd by none are thy commands; Thou from thyself alone art blest. 3 To thee alone ourselves we owe ; Let heav'n and earth due homage pay : All other gods we disavow, Deny their claims, renounce their sway. 4 Spread thy great name thro' heathen lands; Their idol-deities dethrone: Reduce the world to thy command, And reign, as thou art, God alone. 209— L. M. Hymn 35, Pt. 1. B. 1. The second command. 1 rPHOU art, O God ! a spirit pure, J- Invisible to mortal eyes: Th' immortal, and th' eternal King, The greaf, the good, the pnlj wise. 2 Whilst nature changes, and her works Corrupt, decay, dissolve and die, Th\ essence pure no change shall see, Secure of immortality. HYMN CCX. 415 3 Thou great Invisible ! what hand Can draw thy image, spotless, fair 1 To what in heav'n, to what on earth, Can men th' immortal King compare 1 4 Let stupid heathens frame their gods Of gold and silver, wood and stone ; Ours is the God that made the heav'ns, Jehovah he, and God alone. 5 My soul, thy purest homage pay, In truth and spirit him adore ; More shall this please, than sacrifice, Than outward forms delight him more. 210— C. M. Hymn 36, B. 1. The third command. 1 TTOLY and rev'rend is the name -■--■- Of our eternal King; Thrice holy Lord ! the angels cry, Thrice holy, let us sing. 2 Holy is he in all his works, And truth is his delight ; But sinners and their wicked ways Shall perish from his sight. 3 The deepest rev'rence of the mind, Pay, O my soul, to God ; Lift with thy hands, a holy heart To his sublime abode. 4 With sacred awe pronounce his name, Abhor the lips profane ; Let not thy tongue the Lord blaspheme, Nor take his name in vain. 5 Thou holy God ! preserve my soul From all pollution free; The pure in heart, and hands, and lips, Alone thy face shall see. 416 HYMN CCX1, CCXU. 21 1— L. M. Hymn 37, Pt. 1. B. 1. Christians may take a religious oath. 1 TT7HEN God his gracious promise made ^ To faithful Abra'm and his seed, To show his grace and truth to both, Confirm'd the promise with an oath. 2 So, by an oath, in ev'ry age, The saints their promise oft engage; When questions rise of death or life, An oath confirms and ends all strife. 3 Christians the truth will ever say, Their yea be yea, their nay be nay; And with conscientious dread refrain From swearing any oath profane. 4 But when great facts demand high proof, They honour God by solemn oath; And thereby teach the world to own The Judge eternal on his throne. 5 The tear of God is thus maintain'*], And men from perjury restrained, Religious oaths may be abus'd, But may not therefore be refus'd. 6 Christians, the worthiest men on earth, Who cherish peace, and love the truth, Will put religion's sacred seal To what is held the last appeal. 2 I 2— C. M. Hymn 37, Pt. 2. B. 1. Perjury. 1 ET those who bear the christian name J-^ Their holv vows fulfil : J The saints, the followers of the Lamb Delight to do his will. HYMN CCXIII. 417 2 True to the solemn oaths they take, Tho' to their hurt they swear ; Constant and just to all they speak; For God they know can hear. 3 Still with their lips their hearts agree, Nor flatt'ring words devise ; They're sure the God of truth can see Thro' ev'ry false disguise. 4 Deceits they hate, they dread all lies, Whatever forms they wear ; Preferring death to perjuries, They dare not falsely swear. 5 Lo! from above the Lord descends, And brings the judgment down : He bids his saints, his faithful friends, Rise and possess their crown. 6 While Satan trembles at the sight, And devils wish to die; Where will the faithless hypocrite And perjur'd liar fly ? 21 3-— L. M. Hymn 38, Pt. 1. B. 1. The fourth command. 1 T)ETURN, my soul, enjoy thy rest, -"* Improve the day thy God has bless'd ; Another six days' work is done, Another sabbath is begun. 2 Come, bless the Lord, whose love assigns So sweet a rest to wearied minds; Provides a blest foretaste of heav'n, On this dav more than all the sev'n. 3 O ! that our thoughts and thanks may rise, As grateful incense to the skies ; 418 HYMN CCXIV. And draw from Christ that sweet repose Which none, but he, that feels it, knows. 4 This heav'nly calm, within the breast, Is the dear pledge of glorious rest ; Which for the church of God remains, The end of cares, the end of pains. 5 With joy, great God, thy works we scan, Creation's scene, redemption's plan ; With praise, we think on mercies past, With hope, we future pleasures taste. 6 In holy duties let the day, In holy comforts, pass away ; How sweet, a sabbath thus to spend, In hope of one, that ne'er shall end ! 214— L. M. Hymn 38, Pt. 2. B. 1. The Lord's day. 1 /^OME, dearest Lord, and feed thy sheep, ^ On this sweet day of rest ; O ! bless this flock, and make this fold Enjoy a heav'nly rest. 2 Welcome, and precious to my soul, Are these sweet days of love; But what a sabbath shall I keep, WThen I shall rest above ! 3 I come, J wait, 1 hear, I pray, Thy footsteps, Lord, 1 trace; Here, in thine own appointed way, I wait to see thy face. 4 These are the sweet and precious days On w Inch ni\ I ini» [ires ol hell! HYMN CCXXXI, CCXXXII. 429 5 Spirit of grace, do thou descend ; Envy, and wrath, and clamour chase ; With thy mild influ'nce quench these fires, And hush the stormy winds to peace ! 231— C. M. Hymn 40, Pt. 3. B. 1. Brotherly love. 1 TTOW sweet, how heav'nly is the sight, ■"■ When those who love the Lord, In one another's peace delight, And so fulfil his word ! 2 0! may we feel each brother's sigh, And with him bear a part: May sorrows flow from eye to eye, And joy from heart to heart. 3 Free us from envy, scorn, and pride; Our wishes fix above : May each his brother's failings hide, And show a brother's love. 4 Let love, in one delightful stream, Thro' ev'ry bosom flow ; And union sweet, and dear esteem, In ev'ry action glow. 5 Love is the golden chain, that binds The happy souls above; And he's an heir of heav'n that finds His bosom glow with love. 61— 7s 6s. Hvmn 281. Add. Haj)py Fa m ily . 1 TT7HAT sight on earth more blissful, *^ Than that domestic scene, Where union, pure and peaceful, As sun-lit clouds at e'en. 430 HYMN CCXXXIII. Each kindred heart enlightens, With many a heaven -born ray, That ever shines and brightens, "Unto the perfect day." 2 There discord is a stranger. There strife can never come; And many a fear and danger Are exiled from that home ; While indolence and folly Are banish'd with their train, And converse pure and holy, Exerts her gentle reign. 3 And there how sweet and precious, The grateful song to raise, To him so kind and gracious, Who claims the highest praise ; While glad harmonious voices, Parents and children join ; While ev'ry heart rejoices, In blessings so divine. 4 In such a habitation, May we be ever found, Where waters of salvation, In healing streams abound: Affection's voice to chide us. Whene'er we go astray, And mercy's hand to guide us, Along the narrow way. ;jS_L. M. Hymn 41, Pt 1. B. 1. The seventh command, O ACRED wedlock ! law of heav'n, ^ P>\ wisdom fram'd, in mercy giv'n ; The spring, whence all the kindred ties ( )| parents, children, brethren, rise! HYMN CCXXXIV. 431 2 Curs' d be the lusts which violate The honours of the marriage state ; The Lord himself, in wrath severe, Will judge the vile adulterer. 3 The wicked, filthy, and unclean, Shall reap the harvest of their sin; And they who burn with Sodom's lust, In Sodom's fire shall be accurs'd. 4 Polluted sinner, hide thy face, Fly to the throne, and plead for grace ; The blood of Christ can cleanse thy soul, And make thy filthy spirit whole. 234— L. M. Hymn 41, Pt. 2. B. 1. The Laiv is spiritual, but ive are carnal. 1 "jV/FOST Holy God, thy precept's just lu. Against impure desires and lust; We therefore mourn, with grief and shame, Our guilty and polluted frame. 2 We know by nature, we're unclean, Our pow'rs debas'd, affections mean ; We own imperfect chastity, The sensual heart, the wanton eye. 3 The seeds of cv'ry vice and sin, Are rooted deep, and grow within; And if preserv'd from filthy ways, To grace alone belongs the praise. 4 O ! shed abroad thy love divine, Constrain us to be wholly thine ; And make our souls and bodies both The temples of the Holy Ghost. 432 HYMN CCXXXV, CCXXXVI. 235— L. ML Hymn 42, Pt. 1. B. 1. The eighth command. 1 f^ RE AT God, thy holy law commands ^J Strict honesty in our demands ; Forbids to plunder, steal or cheat, To practise falsehood or deceit. 2 We must be faithful, upright, true, Nor take but what is strictly due: If honesty be banish'd hence, Religion is a vain pretence. 3 No righteous debt must be denied By fraud or pow'r, by lies or pride ; The poor should not, by long delay, Be made to groan for want of pay. 4 What equity enjoins as right, We must perform with all our might; Nor seek our neighbour to deceive, With what ourselves do not believe. 5 Let Christians never dare disgrace The name and cause which they profess; Lord, help us ever to pursue Things which are honest, just, and true. 236— S. M. Hymn 42, Pt. 2. B. 1. The worldling. 1 TTTHAT does the worldling gain ' » By all his vain pursuits ? His very pleasure <;ives him pain, And mis'ry are its fruits. 2 What anxious cares corrode The mind intent on wealth I His mammon oft becomes a load, Which robs him of his health. HYMN CCXXXVII. 433 3 Does he his end attain, And in full afflu'nce roll ? What does the sordid creature gain, When God demands his soul? 4 My heart, to heav'n aspire, And seek thine all in God : Nor e'er pollute thy pure desire, By trifles on the road. 5 He doth my soul now bless With his enriching grace ; But O what wealth shall I possess, When T behold his face! 6 These riches of his grace Will then to glory rise, When I have run my earthly race, And gain'd the immortal prize. 237— C. M. Hymn 43, Pt. 1. B. 1. The ninth covnnand. 1 T3ELIGION is the chief concern -" Of mortals here below: May all its great importance learn, Its sov'reign virtue know. 2 Let deep repentance, faith and love, Be join'd with godly fear; And all our conversation prove Our souls to be sincere. 3 Let with our lips our hearts agree, Nor sland'ring words devise : We know the God of truth can see Thro' ev'ry false disguise. 4 Lord, never let our envy grow, To hear another's praise ; ■J I 434 HYMN CCWW 111, CCXXXIX. Nor rob him of his honour due, By base revengeful ways. 5 O God of truth ! help to detest Whate'er is false or wrong. That lies in earnest or in jest May ne'er employ our tongue. -L. M. Hymn 44, Pt. 1. B. 1. The tenth command. 1 TTTHATE'ER thy lot on earth may bey ™ ' Let it contentment yield to thee; Nor others envy, or repine, Nor covet aught that is not thine. 2 Justly hast thou forbidden, Lord, Each mum/ ring motion, thought, and word; Justly requiring full content, With what thy providence hath lent. 3 But can a sinner lift his eve Before the Lord of hosts on high, And say, "this precept I've obey'd, ♦"Nor from it ever turn'd aside?" 4 Alive without the law I stood, And thought my state was safe and good ; But when with pow'r this precept came, I saw my sin, and guilt, and shame. 5 Lord, I adore thy saving love, Which did from me the curse remove. By hanging on th' accursed tree, And being made a curse for me ! 339— C. M. Hymn 44, Pt. 2. B. 1. Indwelling sin. 1 r\ RACE has enabled me to love *~* Thy holy law and will ; HYMN CCXL. 433 But sin hath not yet ceas'd to move, It tyrannizes still. 2 Hence often fill'd with dread alarms, My peace and joy subside ; And I've employ for all the arms The gospel has supplied. 3 Thus diff'rent povv'rs within me strive, While opposites I feel ; I grieve, rejoice, decline, revive, As sin or grace prevail. 4 But Jesus hath his promise past ; Sin with the body dies : And grace in all his saints at last Shall gain its victories. THE GOSPEL AND INVITATIONS. 240— L. M. Hymn 6, Pt. 4. B. 1 The gospel of Christ. 1 C\ OD, in the gospel of his Son, ^-* Makes his eternal counsels known ; 'Tis here his richest mercy shines, And truth is drawn in fairest lines. 2 Here sinners of a humble frame « May taste his grace, and learn his name ; 'Tis writ in characters of blood, Severely just, immensely good. 3 Here Jesus, in ten thousand ways, His soul-attracting charms displays ; Recounts his poverty and pains, And tells his love in melting strains. 436 HYMN CCXLI. 4 Wisdom its dictates here imparts, To form our minds, to cheer our hearts; Its influence makes the sinner live, It bids the drooping saint revive. 5 Our raging passions it controls, And comfort yields to contrite souls ; It brings a better world in view, And guides us all our journey through. 6 May this blest volume ever lie Close to my heart, and near mine eye ; Till life's last hour my soul engage, And be my chosen heritage. 241— L. M. Hymn 31, Pt. 4. B. 1. The Gospel is the power of God to salvation, 1 TTTHAT shall the dying sinner do, *' That seeks relief for all his woe? Where shall the guilty conscience find Ease for the torment of the mind I 2 How shall we get our crimes forgiv'n, Or form our nature fit for heav'n ? Can souls, all o'er defil'd with sin, Make their own pow'rs and passions cleau ? 3 In vain we search, in vain we try, Till Jesus brings his gospel nigh; Tis there that pow'r and glory dwell, That save rebellious souls from hell. 4 This is the pillar of our hope, That bears our fainting spirits up ; We read the grace, we trust the word, And find salvation in the Lord. 5 Let men or angels dig the mines, Where natures golden treasure shines; HYMN CCXLII. 437 Brought near the doctrine of the cross, All nature's gold appears but dross, 6 Should vile blasphemers, with disdain, Pronounce the truth of Jesus vain, We'll meet the scandal and the shame, And sing, and triumph in his name. 242— P. M. Hymn 31, Pt. 6. B. 1. The Gospel Trumpet — Jubilee. 1 T)LOW ye the trumpet, blow, 4J The gladly solemn sound ! Let all the nations know To earth's remotest bound, The year of jubilee is come ; Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home. 2 Exalt the Lamb of God, The sin-atoning Lamb: Redemption by his blood Thro' all the lands proclaim: The year of jubilee is come; Return, ve ransom'd sinners, home. 3 Ye, who have sold for nought The heritage above, Shall have it back, unbought, The gift of Jesus' love ; The year of jubilee is come; Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home. 4 Ye slaves of sin and hell. Your liberty receive; And safe in Jesus dwell, And blest in Jesus live; The year of jubilee is come; Return, ve ransom'd sinners, home. 37 * 4-38 HYMN CCXLIII. 5 The gospel trumpet hear, The news of pard'ning grace : Ye happy souls, draw near, Behold your Saviour's face : The year of Jubilee is come ; Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home. 6 Jesus, our great High Priest, Has full atonement made : Ye weary spirits, rest; Ye mournful souls, be glad : The year of jubilee is come ; Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home. 243— C. M. Hymn 31, Pt. 5. B. 1. The Call. 1 OINNERS, the voice of God regard ; ^ 'Tis mercy speaks to-day; He calls you by his sov'reign word, From sin's destructive way. 2 Like the rough sea, that cannot rest, You live devoid of peace ; A thousand stings, within your breast, Deprive your souls of ease. 3 Your way is dark, and leads to hell ; Why will you persevere ? Can you in endless torments dwell, Shut op in black despair I 4 Why will you in the crooked ways Of sin and folly go ! In pain you travel all your days, To reap immortal woe ! 5 But he, that turns to God, shall live, Thro1 his abounding grace: His mercy will the guilt forgive Ol those that seek hi^ face. HYMN CCXLIV. 439 6 Bow to the sceptre of his word, Renouncing ev'ry sin ; Submit to him your sov'reign Lord, And learn his will divine. 7 His love exceeds your highest thoughts ; He will become your God, And will forgive your num'rous faults, Thro' a Redeemer's blood. 244— P. M. 8, 7, 4. Hymn 34. B. 2. Sinners invited to Christ. 1 /^OME, ye weary, heavy laden, ^ Lost and ruin'd by the fall ; If you tarry till you're better, You will never come at all ; Not the righteous — Sinners Jesus came to call. 2 Let not conscience make you linger, Nor of fitness fondly dream : All the fitness he requireth, Is to feel your need of him ; This he gives you — 'Tis the Spirit's rising beam. 3 Agonizing in the garden, Lo ! your Maker prostrate lies ! On the bloody tree behold him ; Hear him cry before he dies, "It is finish W/" Sinners, will not this suffice? 4 Lo ! th' incarnate God ascended, Pleads the merit of his blood ; Venture on him, venture wholly, Let no other trust intrude : None but Jesus Can do helpless sinners good. 440 HYMN CCXLV, CCXLVI. 5 Saints and angels, join'd in concert, Sing the praises of the Lamb ; While the blissful seats of heaven, Sweetly echo with his name : Hallelujah !— Sinners here may sing the same. 245— C. M. Hymn 36, B. 2. The fountain of Living Waters. 1 AH, what amazing words of grace ^ Are in the gospel found ! Suited to ev'ry sinner's case, Who knows the joyful sound. 2 Come, then, with all your wants and wounds, Your ev'ry burden bring ; Here love, eternal love, abounds, A deep celestial spring. 3 This spring with living water flows, And living joy imparts ; Come, thirsty souls, your wants disclose, And drink with thankful hearts. 246— L. M. Hymn 33. B. 2. Weary souls invited to rest. 1 /^OME, weary souls, with sins distrest, ^ Come, and accept the promis'd rest ; The Saviour's gracious call obey, And cast your gloomy fears away. 2 Oppress'd with guilt, a painful load, Oh, come, and spread your woes abroad ; Divine compassion, mighty love, With all the painful load remove. HYMN CCXLVIL 441 3 Here mercy's boundless ocean flows, To cleanse your guilt and heal your woes; Pardon, and life, and endless peace ; How rich the gift, how free the grace ! 4 Lord, we accept with thankful heart, The hope thy gracious words impart; We come with trembling, yet rejoice, And bless the kind inviting voice. 247— L. M. Hymn 37. B. 2. The Young invited to Christ. 1 rFO-DAY, if ye will hear his voice, J- Now is the time to make your choice ; Say, will you to Mount Zion go? Say, will you have this Christ, or no ? 2 Ye wand'ring souls, who find no rest, Say, will you be for ever blest? Will vou be sav'd from sin and hell ? Will you with Christ in glory dwell ? 3 Come now, dear youth, for ruin bound, Obey the gospel's joyful sound ; Come, go with us, and you shall prove The joy of Christ's redeeming love. 4 Once more we ask you in his name — For yet his love remains the same — Say, will you to Mount Zion go ? Say, will you have this Christ, or no? 5 Leave all your sports and glitt'ring toys ; Come, share with us eternal joys ; Or must we leave you bound to hell — Then, dear young friends, a long farewell. 442 HYMN CCXLVIII, CCXLIX. 248— L. M. Hymn 30. B. 2. Christ knocking at the heart of the sinner. 1 DEHOLD a stranger at the door ! -U He gently knocks, has knock'd before ; Hath waited long — is waiting still ; You treat no other friend so ill. 2 Oh, lovely attitude ! he stands With melting heart and loaded hands ! Oh, matchless kindness ! and he shows This matchless kindness to his foes ! 3 But will he prove a friend indeed 1 He will ; the very friend you need ; The friend of sinners — yes, 'tis He, With garments dyed on Calvary. 4 Rise, touch'd with gratitude divine, Turn out his enemy and thine, That soul-destroying monster, Sin, And let the heav'nly stranger in. 5 Admit him, ere his anger burn, His feet departed ne'er return ; Admit him, or the hour's at hand, You'll at his door rejected stand. 249— C. M. Hymn 32. B. 2. The value of the Soul. 1 TT7HAT is the thing of greatest price, »' The whole creation round? — That which was lost in Paradise, That which in Christ is found : 2 The soul of man — Jehovah's breath — That keeps two worlds at strife; Hell moves beneath to work its death, Heav'n stoops to give it life. HYMN CCL, CCLI. 443 3 And is this treasure born below, In earthen vessels frail ? Can none its utmost value know, Till flesh and spirit fail ? 4 Then let us gather round the cross, That knowledge to obtain ; Not by the soul's eternal loss, But everlasting gain. 250— L. M. Hymn 21, Pt. 5. B. 1. Forgiveness of sins. 1 "FORGIVENESS! 'tis a joyful sound, J- To sinners doom'd to death and pains ; The blood of Christ heals ev'ry wound, And washes from the foulest stains. 2 'Tis the rich gift of love divine: 'Tis full, out-meas'ring ev'ry crime : Unclouded shall its glories shine, And feel no change by changing time. 3 O'er sins unbounded as the sand, And like the mountains for their size, The seas of sov'reign grace expand ; The seas of sov'reign grace arise. 4 For this stupendous love of heav'n, What grateful honours shall we show ! Where much transgression is forgiv'n, Love should with fervent ardour glow. 251— C. M. Hymn 5, Pt. 3. B. 1. Salvation. 1 O ALVATION ! O melodious sound, ^ To wretched dying men ! Salvation, that from God proceeds, And leads to God again. 444 HYMN CCLII. 2 Rescued from hell's eternal gloom, From fiends, and fires, and chains ; Rais'd to a paradise of bliss, Where love triumphant reigns ! 3 But may a poor bewilder' d soul, Sinful and weak as mine, Presume to raise a trembling eye To blessings so divine 1 4 The lustre of so bright a bliss, My feeble heart o'erbears; And unbelief almost perverts The promise into fears. 5 My Saviour God, no voice, but thine, These dying hopes can raise ; Speak thy salvation to my soul, And turn my prayer to praise. 252— P. M. 12s. Hymn 38. B. 2. Free grace to Sinners. 1 rpHE voice of free grace cries, Escape to the J- mountain, For all that believe, Christ has open'd a foun- tain, For sin, and uncleanness, and every trans- gression, His blood flows so freely in streams of salva- tion. Chorus, Hallelujah to the Lamb, who has bought us a pardon, We'll praise him again, when we pass over Jordan. 2 Ye souls that are wounded, to the Saviour repair, Now he calls von in mercy, and can you for- bear '( HYMN CCLIIL 445 Though jour sins are increased as high as a mountain, His blood can remove them, it streams from this fountain. 3 Now Jesus, our King, reigns triumphantly glo- rious ; O'er sin, death, and hell, he is more than vic- torious : With shouting proclaim it, — O trust in his passion, He saves us most freely ; — O glorious salva- tion ! 4 Our Jesus proclaims his name all victorious, He reigns over all, and his kingdom is glorious: To Jesus we'll join with the great congregation, And triumph, ascribing to him our salvation. 5 With joy shall we stand, when escaped to the shore, With harps in our hands, we '11 praise him the more ; We '11 range the sweet plains, on the banks of the river, And sing of salvation, for ever and ever. 6— C. M. Hymn 1, Pt. 1. B. 1. Our only comfort in life and death. 1 CUBSTANTIAL comfort will not grow ^ In nature's barren soil ; All we can boast, till Christ we know, Is vanity and toil. 2 But where the Lord has planted grace, And made his glories known ; There fruits of heav'nly joy and peace Are found, and there alone. 44f> HYMN CCLIV. 3 A bleeding Saviour seen by faith ; A sense of pard'ning love ; A hope, that triumphs over death, Give joys like those above. 4 To take a glimpse within the veil ; To know that God is mine ; Are springs of joy, that never fail, Unspeakable ! divine ! 5 These are the joys, which satisfy, And sanctify the mind : Which make the spirit mount on high, And leave the world behind. 6 No more, believers, mourn your lot; But since you are the Lord's, Resign to them, that know him not, Such joys as earth affords. 254— L. M. Hymn 29. B. 2. The striving of the Spirit. 1 CAY, sinner, hath a voice within, ^ Oft whisper' d to thy secret soul, Urg'd thee to leave the ways of sin, And yield thy heart to God's control? 2 Hath something met thee in the path Of worldliness and vanity, And pointed to the coming wrath, And warned thee from that wrath to flee I 3 Sinner, it was a heav'nly voice, It was the Spirit's gracious call, It bade thee make the better choice, And haste to seek in Christ thine all. 4 Spurn not the call to life and light; Regard in time the warning kind ; That call thou may'st not always slight, And vet the Lr?«te of mercy find HYMN CCLV, CCLVI. 447 5 God's Spirit will not always strive, With harden'd, self-destroying man ; Ye, who persist his love to grieve, May never hear his voice again. 6 Sinner — perhaps this very day, Thy last accepted time may be ; Oh, shouldst thou grieve him now away, Then hope may never beam on thee. 255— S. M. Hymn 83. Add. The Gospel Trumpet, 1 "\TE trembling captives, hear! -*- The gospel trumpet sounds : No sound beside can charm the ear, Or heal your heart-felt wounds. 2 'Tis not the trump of war, Nor Sinai's thunder's roar ; Salvation's news it spreads afar, And vengeance is no more. 3 Grace, pardon, love, and peace ; Glad heaven aloud proclaims ; And earth the Jubilee's release, With eager rapture, claims. 4 Far, far to distant lands The joyful news shall spread; And Jesus all his willing bands, In one blest triumph, lead. — 6s 4s. Hymn 84. Add. To-day. 1 npO-DAY, the Saviour calls! -*- Ye wand'rers, come ; O, ye benighted souls, Why longer roam \ 448 HYMN CCLVII. 2 To-day, the Saviour calls! O, listen now : Within these sacred walls To Jesus bow. 3 To-day, the Saviour calls For refuge fly ; The storm of vengeance falls ; Ruin is nigh. 4 The Spirit calls to-day I Yield to his power; O, grieve him not away ; 'Tis mercy's hour. 257— 7s. Hymn 85. Add. Come and Welcome. 1 T^ROM the cross uplifted high, ■*- Where the Saviour deigns to die, What melodious sounds we hear, Bursting on the ravish' d ear! " Love's redeeming work is done, Come and welcome, sinner, come." 2 Sprinkled now, with blood, the throne, Why beneath thy burdens groan 1 On my pierced body laid, Justice owns the ransom paid ; Bow the knee, and kiss the Son, " Come and welcome, sinner, come." 3 Spread for thee, the festal board, See with richest dainties stored ; To thy Father's bosom press'd, Yet again a child confessed ; Never from his house to roam, " Come and welcome, sinner, come." HYMN CCLVI1I, CCLIX. 449 4 Soon the days of life shall end ; Lo ! I come, your Saviour, Friend ; Safe your spirit to convey To the realms of endless day ; Up to my eternal home, " Come and welcome, sinner, come." 258— 7s. Hymn 86. Add. Expostulation. 1 TTEARTS of stone, relent, relent, w- Break, by Jesus' cross subdued, See his body mangled, rent, Cover'd with a gore of blood ; Sinful soul, what hast thou done, Crucified th' Eternal Son! 2 Yes, thy sins have done the deed, Driven the nails that fix'd him there, Crown'd with thorns his sacred head, Plunged into his side the spear, Made his soul a sacrifice, While for sinful man he dies. 3 Wilt thou let him bleed in vain 1 Still to death thy Lord pursue 1 Open all his wounds again 1 And the shameful cross renew 1 No ; with all my sins I'll part ; Break, O break, my bleeding heart. -lis. Hymn 87. Add. Delay not. 1 rvELAY not, delay not, O sinner, draw *J near, The waters of life are now flowing for thee No price is demanded, the Saviour is here, Redemption is purchased, salvation is free. 38* 450 HYMN CCLX. 2 Delay not, delay not, why longer abuse The love and compassion of Jesus, thy God? A fountain is open'd, how canst thou refuse To wash and be cleansed in his pardoning blood. 3 Delay not, delay not, O sinner, to come, For mercy still lingers, and calls thee to-day: Her voice is not heard iu the vale of the tomb; Her message, unheeded, will soon pass away. 4 Delay not, delay not, the Spirit of Grace, Long grieved and resisted, may take its sad flight; And leave thee in darkness to finish thy race, To sink in the vale of eternity's night. 5 Delay not, delay not. the hour is at hand — The earth shall dissolve, and the heavens shall fade ; The dead, small and great, in the judgment shall stand ; What power, then, O sinner, shall lend thee its aid ! -7s. Hymn 88. Add. Fulness of Christ. 1 "BLEEDING hearts, defiled bv sin, *-) Jesus Christ can make you clean : Contrite souls, with guilt oppress'd, Jesus Christ can give you rest. 2 You that mourn o'er follies past, Precious hours and years laid waste; Turn to God, O turn and live, Jesus Christ can still forgive. 3 You that oft have wandered far, From tin; light of Bethlehem's star, Trembling, now jrour steps retrace, Jesus Christ is full of grace. HYMN CCLXI. 451 4 Souls benighted and forlorn, Grieved, afflicted, tempest-worn, Now in Israel's Rock confide, Jesus Christ for man has died. 5 Fainting souls, in peril's hour, Yield not to the tempter's Dower; On the risen Lord rely, Jesus Christ now reigns on high. 261— C. P. If. Hymn 89. Add. The voice of learning. 1 HTHAT warning voice, O sinner, hear, -*- And while salvation lingers near, The heavenly call obey ; Flee from destruction's downward path, Flee from the threat'ning storm of wrath, That rises o'er thy way. 2 Soon night comes on with thick'ning shade; The tempest hovers o'er thy head, The winds their fury pour ; The lightnings rend the earth and skies, The thunders roar, the flames arise. What terrors fill that hour. 3 That warning voice, O sinner, hear, Whose accents linger on thine ear ; Thy footsteps now retrace : Renounce thy sins, and be forgiven, Believe, become an heir of heaven, And sing redeeming grace. 4 Then, while a voice of pardon speaks, The storm is hush'd, the morning breaks, The heavens are all serene ; Fresh verdure clothes the beauteous fields, Joy echoes from the distant hills, New wonders fill the scene. 452 HYMN CCLXII, CCLXIII. w 262— 7s 6s. Hymn 90. Add. Balm in Gilexid. HY should gloomy thoughts arise, And darkness fill the mind ? Why that bosom heave with sighs, And yet no refuge find? Knovvest thou not of Gilead's balm ; Of the great Physician there, Who can every fear disarm, And save thee from despair ? 2 Still o'erwhelm'd with floods of grief, And fill'd with sore dismay ; Looking downward for relief, Without one cheering ray ? Lift thy streaming eyes to heaven; There the great atonement see. All thy sin shall be forgiven ; Believe, and thou art free. 3 He that for thv soul hath died, Invites thee now to come ; He, the law hath satisfied, And can reverse thy doom : He hath suffer'd grief and shame; He hath shed his precious blood. O believe in Jesus' name, And be at peace with God. 3— 8s 7s. Hymn 92. Add. A Fountain opened. pOME to Calv'ry's holy mountain, ^ Sinners ruin'd by the fall. Here a pure and healing fountain Flows lor every guilty soul, HYMN CCLXIV. 453 In a full perpetual tide; Open'd when the Saviour died. 2 Come, in sorrow and contrition, Wounded, impotent, and blind ; Here the guilty seek remission ; Here the lost a refuge find. Health, this fountain will restore ; He that drinks shall thirst no more. 3 Come, ye dying, live forever; 'Tis a soul-reviving flood; God is faithful ; he will never Break his cov'nant, seal'd in blood ; Sign'd when our Redeemer died — Seal'd when he was glorified. 264— L. M. Hymn 35. B. 2. Wanderer invited to return. 1 T3ETURN, O wanderer, return, -" And seek an injur'd Father's face : Those warm desires that in thee burn, Were kindled by reclaiming grace. 2 Return, O wanderer, return, And seek a Father's melting heart; His pitying eyes thy grief discern, His hand shall heal thine inward smart. 3 Return, O wanderer, return, Thy Saviour bids thy spirit live; Go to his bleeding feet, and learn How freely Jesus can forgive. 4 Return, O wanderer, return, And wipe away the falling tear; 'Tis God who says, " No longer mourn," Tis mercy's voice invites thee near. ?'ii 454 HYMN CCLXV, CCLXVI. CONVICTION AND PENITENCE. 265— C. M. Hymn 31. B. 2. The Sinjier's heart opened. 1 YK7HO is this stranger at the door, • ' That would admission gain 1 I know he oft has knock'd before, Still he has come again. 2 I find him knocking at my heart, Though I've defied his will ; He waits to act a gracious part, And all his truth fulfil. 3 Too long, alas! I've entertain'd A soul-destroying guest, Who took possession of my heart, And all my powers oppress'd. 4 But art thou not the same that died, A sacrifice for sin I Then enter my polluted breast, And make me pure within. 5 That grace that I've so long abus'd I'd willingly receive; Dear Saviour, teach me how to pray, Lord, help me to believe! 6 My hungry soul would now partake The banquet of thy love; That sacred flesh ami blood of thine, Foretaste of joys above. 260— L. M. Hymn 21. B. 2. Prayer for the influence of the Spirit. 1 UTAY, thou insulted Spirit, stay, ^ Tho' I have done thee such despite. HYMN CCLXVII. 455 Cast not a sinner quite away, Nor take thine everlasting flight: 2 Though I have most unfaithful been Of all who e'er thy grace receiv'd, Ten thousand times thy goodness seen, Ten thousand times thy goodness griev'd. 3 Yet Oh, the chief of sinners spare, In honour of my great High Priest ; Nor in thy righteous anger swear I shall not see thy people's rest. 4 If yet thou canst my sins forgive, E'en now, O Lord, relieve my woes; Into thy rest of love receive, And bless me with thy calm repose. 5 E'en now my weary soul release, And raise me by thy gracious hand ! Guide me into thy perfect peace, And bring me to the promis'd land. 267— S. M. Hymn 40. B. 2. Repentance from a sense of the Divine Goodness. ii S this the kind return, And these the thanks we owe ; Thus to abuse eternal love, Whence all our blessings flow? 2 To what a stubborn frame, Hath sin reduc'd our mind ! What strange rebellious wretches we, And God as strangely kind ! 456 HYMN GCLXVIII. 3 On us he bids the sun Shed his reviving rays ; For us the skies their circles run, To lengthen out our days. 4 The brutes obey their God, And bow their necks to men: But we, more base, more brutish things, Reject his easy reigu. 5 Turn, turn us, mighty God, And mould our souls afresh; Break, sov'reign grace, these hearts of stone, And give us hearts of flesh. 6 Let base ingratitude Provoke our weeping eyes ; And hourly, as new mercies fall, Let hourly thanks arise. 268— C. M. Hymn 93. Add. Conviction. |OTH God invite me to his arms, And do I still delay 1 Shall he impart his just commands, And I refuse t' obey I 2 Doth Jesus call me to rely Upon his righteousness, For safety bid me thither ily, And I despise his grace ? 3 Hath not the holy Spirit yet Withdrawn his influence? And do I still supinely sit, Immersed in earth and sense ? 4 By mercy wooed, by wrath pursued, 1 low sluggish f remain ! House up, inv dull inactive powers, The heavenly prize to gain D' HYMN CCLXIX, CCLXX. 457 269— L. M. Hymn 21, Pt. 6. B. 1. Seeking Pardon. 1 T ORD, at thy feet I prostrate fall, J-^ Opprest with fears, to thee I call : Reveal thy pard'ning love to me, And set my captive spirit free. 2 Hast thou not said, " Seek ye my face ;" The invitation I embrace ; I'll seek thy face; thy Spirit give! 0 ! let me see thy face, and live. 3 I'll seek thy face with cries and tears, With secret sighs and fervent prayers ; And, if not heard, I'll waiting sit, And perish at my Saviour's feet. 4 But canst thou, Lord, behold my pain,- And bid me seek thy face in vain ! Thou wilt not, canst not me deceive, The soul that seeks thy face shall live. 270— C. M. Hymn 48. B. 2. Seeking Pardon. 1 TTOW sad our state by nature is ! ■"■ Our sin, how deep it stains ! And Satan binds our captive minds Fast in his slavish chains. 2 But there's a voice of sov'reign grace Sounds from the sacred word ; Ho! ye despairing sinners, come, And trust upon the Lord. 3 My soul obeys th' Almighty call, And runs to this relief; 1 would believe thy promise, Lord, O ! help mine unbelief. 39 458 HYMN CCLXXI. 4 To the dear fountain of thv blood, Incarnate God, I fly ; Here let me wash my spotted soul From crimes of deepest dye. 5 Stretch out thine arm, victorious King, My reigning sins subdue : Drive the old dragon from his seat, With all his hellish crew. 6 A guilty, weak, and helpless worm, On thy kind arms I fall : Be thou my Strength and Righteousness, My Jesus, and my All ! 271— P. M. 7. Hymn 43, B. 2. Pleading for Mercy. OVRE1GN Ruler, Lord of all, Prostrate at thy feet I fall ; Hear, oh, hear my ardent cry, Frown not, lest I faint and die. s 2 Vilest of the sons of men, Worst of rebels, I have been ! Oft abus'd thee to thy face, Trampled on thy richest grace ! 3 Justly might thy vengeful dart Pierce this bleeding, broken heart; Justly might thy kindled ire Blast me in eternal fire. 4 But with thee there's mercy found, Balm to lical my every wound; Soothe, oh soothe the troubled breast, (jive (be weary wand'rer rest. HYMN CCLXXII, CCLXXIII. 459 272— L. M. Hymn 44. B. 2. Pleading the Promises. 1 T^RIEND of the friendless and the faint! J- Where can I lodge my deep complaint I Where, but with thee, whose open door Invites the helpless sinner, poor ! 2 Did ever mourner plead with thee, And thou refuse that mourner's plea 1 Does not the word still fix'd remain, That none shall seek thy face in vain 1 3 That were a grief I could not bear, Didst thou not hear and answer prayer: O thou, pray'r-hearing, answ'ring God, Take from my heart this painful load. 273— P. M. Hymn 45. B. 2. The Sinner's suit at the Mercy- Seat. 1 /^OME, my soul, thy suit prepare, ^ Jesus loves to answer pray'r ; He himself has bid thee pray, Therefore, will not say thee nay. 2 Thou art coming to a King, Large petitions with thee bring; For his grace and pow'r are such, None can ever ask too much. 3 With my burden I begin : Lord, remove this load of sin ! Let thy blood, for sinners spilt, Set my conscience free from guilt. 4 Lord, I come to thee for rest; Take possession of my breast ; There thy blood-bought right maintain, And without a rival reign. 460 HYMN CCLXXIV, CCLXXV. 5 While I am a pilgrim here, Let thy love my spirit cheer; As my guide, my guard, my friend, Lead me to my journey's end. 6 Show me what I have to do, Ev'ry hour my strength renew, Let me live a life of faith, Let me die thy people's death. 274—8, 7. Hymn 46. B. 2. Suppliant address to the Saviour. 1 TESUS, full of all compassion, *J Hear thy humble suppliant's cry; Let me know thy great salvation, See, I languish, faint, and die. 2 Guilty, but with heart relenting, Overwhelm'd with helpless grief — Prostrate at thy feet repenting — Send, O send me quick relief! 3 Whither should a wretch be flying, But to him who comfort gives ? Whither, from the dread of dying, But to him who ever lives ? 4 Savd — the deed shall spread new glory Thro' the shining realms above ; Angels sing the pleasing story, All enraptur'd with thy love. 275— C. M. Hymn 49. B. 2. Seeking Renewing Grace. 1 TTOW helpless guilty nature lies, ■*-*■ Unconscious of its load ! '!> he heart imchang'd can never rise To happiness and God. HYMN CCLXXVI. 461 2 The will perverse, the passions blind, In paths of ruin stray : Reason debas'd can never find The safe, the narrow way. 3 Can aught beneath a pow'r divine, The stubborn will subdue 1 'Tis thine, Almighty Saviour, thine To form the heart anew. 4 'Tis thine the passions to recall, And upwards bid them rise ; And make the scales of error fall From reason's darken'd eyes; 5 To chase the shades of death away, And bid the sinner live ; A beam of Heav'n, a vital ray, 'Tis thine alone to give. 6 O change these wretched hearts of ours, And give them life divine ! Then shall our passions and our powers, Almighty Lord, be thine. 276— C. M. Hymn 39. B. 2. The humble sinner's resolve. 1 /^OME, humble sinner, in whose breast ^ A thousand thoughts revolve ; Come, with your guilt and fear oppress'd, And make this last resolve : — 2 "Til go to Jesus, though my sin " Hath like a mountain rose; "I know his courts, I'll enter in, "Whatever may oppose. 3 " Prostrate I '11 lie before his throne, "And there my guilt confess; 39* 462 HYMN CCLXXVII. "I'll tell him I'm a wretch undone, Without his sov'reign grace. 4 " I'll to the gracious King approach, 11 Whose sceptre pardon gives ; " Perhaps he may command my touch — "And then the suppliant lives. 5 " Perhaps he will admit my plea, " Perhaps will hear my prayer ; " But if I perish, I will pray, And perish only there. 6 " 1 can but perish if I go, "I am resolv'd to try; " For if I stay away, I know I must for ever die." 277— C. M. Hymn 41. B. 2. The contrite heart. 1 A THOU, whose tender mercy hears V Contrition's humble sigh ; Whose hand, indulgent, wipes the tears From sorrow's weeping eye ; — 2 See, low before thy throne of grace, A wretched wand'rer mourn ; Hast thou not bid me seek thy face \ Hast thou not said — "Return?" 3 And shall my guilty fears prevail To drive me from thy feet! Oh, let not this dear refuge fail, This only safe retreat ! 4 Oh, shine on this benighted heart, With beams of mercy shine ! And let thine healing voice impart A taste of jo\s divine. HYMN CCLXXVII1, CCLXXIX. 463 278— C. M. Hymn 94. Add. Sinner's Relief. 1 TT7HERE shall a wretched sinner flee, i » To ease his wounded soul 1 The Saviour cries, Believe in me, And I will make thee whole. 2 Believe in thee, my dearest Lord, Oh, help mine unbelief, All needful grace do thou afford, And send me quick relief. 3 Sprinkled with thine atoning blood, Let me at length appear Before the awful bar of God, And find acceptance there. 279— 7s 6s. Hymn 95. Add. Sinner desponding. 1 1T7HY sinks my soul desponding 1 VY Why fill my eyes with tears, While nature all-surrounding The smile of beauty wears ? Why, burden'd still with sorrow, Is every lab'ring thought? Each vision that I borrow, With gloom and sadness fraught ? 2 The pleasures that deceived me My soul no more can charm, Of rest they have bereaved me, And fill'd me with alarm; The objects, I have cherish'd, Are empty as the wind ; My earthly joys are perish'd ; What comfort shall I find ? 464 HYMN CCLXXX. 3 If inward, still inquiring, I turn my searching eye, Or upward, now aspiring, I raise my feeble cry, No heavenly light is beaming To cheer my troubled breast, No ray of comfort gleaming To give my spirit rest. 4 O, from this dreadful anguish, Is there no refuge nigh I 'Tis guilt that makes me languish, And leaves me thus to die I will renounce my folly Before the throne of grace; And make the Lord, most holy, My strength and righteousness. 280— C. M. Hymn 96. Add. Self-condemned. 1 A H, what can I, a sinner, do, -£*- With all my guilt oppress* d 1 I feel the hardness of my heart, And conscience knows no rest. 2 Great God, thy good and perfect law Does all my life condemn ; The secret evils of my soul Fill me with fear and shame. 3 How many precious Sabbaths gone, 1 never can recall ; And O, what cause have I to mourn, Who misiraproved them all. 4 How long, how often have I heard, Of Jesus, and of heaven; Vn scarcely listeti'd to his word, ( )r praj d to be forgiven. HYMN CCLXXXI, CCLXXXII. 465 5 Constrain me, Lord, to turn to Thee, And grant renewing grace ; For thou this flinty heart canst break, And thine shall be the praise. 281— C. M. Hymn 97. Add. Repentance. 1 \ LAS ! and did my Saviour bleed, -"- And did my Sovereign die, Did he devote that sacred head, For such a worm as 1 1 2 Was it for crimes that I had done, He groan'd upon the tree 1 Amazing pity, grace unknown, And love beyond degree. 3 Well might the sun in darkness hide, And shut his glories in ; When Christ, the Prince of Glory, died, For man, the creature's sin. 4 Thus might I hide my blushing face, While his dear cross appears, Dissolve my heart in thankfulness, And melt my eyes to tears. 5 But floods of grief can ne'er repay The debt of love I owe ; Here, Lord, I give myself away — 'Tis all that I can do. 282— C. M. Hymn 98. Add. Penitential. 1 A IF my soul was form'd for wo, ^5 How would I vent my sighs, Repentance should, like rivers, flow From both my streaming eyes. 466 HYMN CCLXXXIII. 2 'Twas for my sins, my dearest Lord, Hung on the cursed tree, And groan' d away a dying life, For thee, my soul, for thee. 3 O, how I hate those sins of mine That shed the Saviour's blood ; That pierced and nail'd his sacred flesh Fast to the fatal wood. 4 Yes, my Redeemer, they shall die ; My heart hath so decreed ; Nor will I spare the guilty things That made my Saviour bleed. 5 While with a melting, broken heart, My murder'd Lord I view, Fll raise revenge against my sins, And slay the murderers too. S — S. M. Hymn 99. Add. Penitential. 1 A THAT I could repent, ^5 With all my idols part, And to thy gracious eye present An humble, contrite heart. 2 A heart with grief oppress'd At having grieved my Cod, A troubled heart that cannot rest, Till sprinkled with thy blood. 3 Jesus, on me bestow The penitent desire: With true sincerity of wo My thoughtless breast inspire. 1 With solVning pity look, And melt my hardness down; Strike, with thy love's effectual stroke, And break this heart of stone. HYMN CCLXXXIV, CCLXXXV. 467 284— L. M. Hymn 100. Add. Penitential. 1 A LAS, alas, how blind I've been, -£*- How little of myself I've seen! Sportive I sail'd the sensual tide, Thoughtless of God, whom I defied. 2 Oft have I heard of heaven and hell, Where bliss and woe eternal dwell ; But mock'd the threats of truth divine, And scorn'd the place where angels shine. 3 My heart has long refused the blood Of Jesus, the descending God ; And guilty passion boldly broke The holy law which Heaven had spoke. 4 Th' alluring world controll'd my choice ; When conscience spoke, I hush'd its voice: Securely laugh'd along the road, Which hapless millions first had trod. 5 But now, th' Almighty God comes near And fills my soul with awful fear — Fear, lest I sink to endless pain, Nor hear the voice of joy again. * 285— C. M. Hymn 42. B. 2. The Penitent. 1 pROSTRATE, dear Jesus ! at thy feet, J- A guilty rebel lies ; And upwards to the mercy-seat Presumes to lift his eyes. 2 If tears of sorrow would suffice To pay the debt I owe, Tears should from both my weeping eyes In ceaseless torrents flow. 468 HYMN CCLXXXVI. 3 But no such sacrifice I plead, To expiate my guilt ; No tears but those which thou hast shed ; No blood, but thou hast spilt. 4 Think of thy sorrows, dearest Lord ! And all my sins forgive : Justice will well approve the word That bids the sinner live. 286— S. M. Hymn 101. Add. Self-examination. 1 AH, whither should I go, -£*- Burden'd, and sick, and faint? To whom should I my troubles show, And pour out my complaint ? 2 My Saviour bids me come : Ah, why do I delay 1 He calls the weary sinners home ; And yet from him I stay. 3 What is it keeps me back, From which I cannot part, — Which will not let the Saviour take Possession of my heart ? 4 Some wicked thing unknown Must surely lurk within ; Some idol which I do not own, Some secret bosom-sin. 5 Jesus, the hindrance show, Which 1 have fear'd to see: And make me now consent to know What keeps me back from thee. 6 Searcher of hearts ! in mine Thy trying power display; Into its darkest corners shine, And take the veil away. HYMN CCLXXXVII, CCLXXXVIII. 469 287— S. M. Hymn 102. Add. Ruin and Recovery. 1 TTOW heavy is the night, -L-*- That hangs upon our eyes, Till Christ with his reviving light, Over our souls arise ! 2 Our guilty spirits dread To meet the wrath of Heaven ; But in his righteousness array'd, We see our sins forgiven. 3 Unholy and impure, Are all oar thoughts and ways ; His hands infected nature cure With sanctifying grace. 4 The powers of hell agree To hold our souls in vain ; He sets the sons of bondage free, And breaks the galling chain. 5 Lord, we adore thy ways, That bring us near to God ; Thy sov'reign power, thy healing grace, And thine atoning blood. i 288— C. P. M. Hymn 103. Add. Contrition. LOOK to thee, O Lord, alone, And low beneath thy gracious throne Pour out my ardent prayer : Pardon my sin, my soul reprieve, No hand but thine can now relieve, Or save me from despair. 40 470 HYMN CCLXXXIX. 2 My trembling spirit, filFil with awe, Beholds the terrors of thv law, And bows itself in dust; Thou, Lord, art righteous, just, and good, My only refuge is thy blood : Thou art my only trust. 3 Guilty, before thy bar I plead, Guilty in thought, in word, and deed, Wholly defiled by sin : O, heal the leprosy of soul ! One pard'ning word can make me whole, And bid my heart be clean. 289— S. M. Hymn 47. B. 2. The convinced and seeking sinner. 1 IVTY former hopes are fled, -"-*- My terror now begins ; I feel, alas ! that I am dead In trespasses and sins. 2 Ah, whither shall I fly I I hear the thunder roar ; The law proclaims destruction nigh, And vengeance at the door. 3 When I review my ways, I dread impending doom ; But sure, a friendly whisper says, " Flee from the wrath to come." 4 T sec, or think I see, A glimm'ring from afar ; A beam of dn \ that shines for me, To save me from despair. 5 Forerunner of the sun, It marks the Pilgrim's way; I'll gaze upon it while I run, And watch the rising day. HYMN CCXC, CCXCL 471 290— L. M. Hymn 50. B. 2. A sinner submitting to God. 1 TITEARY of struggling with my pain, ' ' Hopeless to burst this sinful chain, At length I give the contest o'er, And seek to free myself no more. 2 From my own works at last I cease — God, that creates, must seal my peace; Fruitless my toil, and vain my care, Unless thy sov'reign grace I share. 3 Lord, I despair myself to heal ; I see my sin, but do not feel ; Nor shall I, till thy Spirit blow, And bid th' obedient waters flow. 4 'Tis thine a heart of flesh to give, Thy gifts I only can receive : Here then to thee I all resign, — To draw, redeem, and seal, is thine. 291— S. M. Hymn 104. Add. Troubled Soul. ORD, can a soul like mine, Unholy and unclean, Dare venture near a throne of grace, With such a load of sin 1 'L' 2 When I attempt to pray, And lisp thy holy name, My thoughts are hurried soon away, I know not where I am. 3 When in thy word I look, Such darkness fills my mind, I only read a sealed book, And no relief I find. 472 HYMN CCXCII, CCXCIII. 4 Mvself can hardly bear This wretched heart of mine; How hateful, then, must it appear, To those pure eyes of thine ! 5 Low at thy feet I bow, O, pity and forgive ! Here will I lie, and wait till thou Shalt bid me rise and live. 292— P. M. 8, 7, 4. Hymn 51, B. 2. The Surrender. 1 YY7ELCOME, welcome, dear Redeemer, *' Welcome to this heart of mine: Lord, I make a full surrender, Ev'ry pow'r and thought be thine, Thine entirely, Thro' eternal ages thine. 2 Known to all to be thy mansion, Earth and hell will disappear; Or in vain attempt possession, When they find the Lord is near — Shout, O Zion ! Shout, ye saints, the Lord is here ! 293— L. M. Hymn 57. B. 2. The ret urn in g sinner. 1 T?AR from thy fold, my God, my feet J- Once mov'd in error's devious maze, Nor found religious duties sweet, Nor sought thy face, nor lov'd thy ways. 2 With tend'rest voice thou badst me flee Tin; paths which thou couldst ne'er ap- prove : And gently drew my soul to thee, With cords of sweet, eternal love. HYMN CCXCIV. 473 3 Now to thy footstool, Lord, I fly, And low in self-abasement fall ; A vile, a helpless worm, I lie, And thou, my God, art all in all. 4 Dearer, far dearer to my heart, Than all the joys that earth can give ; From fame, from wealth, from friends I'd part, Beneath thy countenance to live. 5 And when, in smiling friendship drest, Death bids me quit this mortal frame, Gently reclin'd on Jesus' breast, My latest breath shall bless his name. 6 Then my unfetter'd soul shall rise, And soar above yon starry spheres, Join the full chorus of the skies, And sing thy praise thro' endless years. 294— 7s 6s. Hymn 105. Add. Pleading for Grace. 1 WRETCHED, helpless, and distress'd, W Ah whither shall I fly? Ever panting after rest, Where shall I turn mine eye ? Naked, sick, and poor, and blind, Bound in sin and misery : Friend of sinners, let me me find My help, my all in thee. 2 Jesus, full of truth and grace, O, hear my sad complaint; Be the wanderer's resting place, A cordial for the faint : Make me rich, for I am poor; Let me now thy presence find ; To the dying, health restore, And eyesight to the blind. 40* 474 HYMN CCXCV. 3 Fill my soul with heavenly grace, With pure humility : Clothe me with thy righteousness; Endue my heart with thee; Let thine image be restored ; Let me thy forgiveness prove ; Fill me with thy fulness, Lord, For boundless is thy love. 295— 7s. Hymn 106. Add. Deep Contrition. 1 TESUS, save my dying soul; " Make the broken spirit whole ; Humbled in the dust I lie ; Saviour, leave me not to die. 2 Jesus, full of every grace, Now reveal thy smiling face : Grant the joy of sin forgiven, Foretaste of the bliss of heaven. 3 All my guilt to thee is known, Thou art righteous, thou alone ; All my help is from thy cross; All beside I count but loss. 4 Lord, in thee I now believe ; Wilt thou — wilt thou not forgive ? Helpless at thy feet I lie ; Saviour, leave me not to die. HYMN CCXCVI, CCXCVII. 475 CONVERSION AND CONSECRATION. 296— L. M. Hymn 52. B. 2. Joy in Heaven over a repenting sinner. 1 "IT7HO can describe the joys that rise, ™ » Through all the courts of paradise, To see a prodigal return, To see an heir of glory born ! 2 With joy the Father doth approve The fruit of his eternal love ; The Son with joy looks down, and sees The purchase of his agonies. 3 The Spirit takes delight, to view The holy soul he form'd anew ; And saints and angels join, to sing The growing empire of their King. 297— C. M. Hymn 53. B. 2. Joy over Conversion. 1 AH, how divine, how sweet the joy, ^ When but one sinner turns, And with an humble, broken heart, His sins and errors mourns ! 2 Pleas'cl with the news, the saints below In songs their tongues employ ; Beyond the skies the tidings go, And heav'n is nll'd with joy. 3 Well pleas'd, the Father sees and hears The conscious sinner's moan; Jesus receives him in his arms, And claims him for his own. 476 HYMN CCXCVIII, CCXCIX. 4 Nor angels can their joy contain, Bat kindle with new fire : 11 The sinner lost is found," they sing, And strike the sounding lyre. 298— C. M. Hymn 107. Add. Prisoners of Hope. 1 TITHE N first my dangerous state I saw, * ' And knew not where to run ; I fled from God's avenging law, To duties I had done. 2 But these, alas! I quickly found, Afforded no defence ; For threat'ning vengeance burst around, And drove my soul from thence. 3 Cut off from ev'ry legal hope, And sinking in despair, I turn'd mine eyes to Calv'ry's top, And saw a refuge there. 4 Jesus, the Saviour, cried aloud, " Pris'ners of hope," come in ! There's peace and safety in my blood, From vengeance and from sin. 5 I enter'd this stronghold in haste — And found myself secure ; And from a sense of mercies past, I learn to trust him more. 299— L. M. Hymn loS.Add. denouncing the World. 1 SEND the jovs of earth away — J- Away, ye tempters of tbe mind ! False as the smooth, deceitful sea. And empty as the whistling wind. HYMN CCC. 477 2 Your streams were floating me along, Down to the gulf of dark despair: And, while I listen'd to your song, Your streams had e'en convey 'd me there. 3 Lord ! I adore thy matchless grace, That warn'd me of that dark, abyss; That drew me from those treacherous seas, And bade me seek superior bliss. 4 Now to the shining realms above, I stretch my hands, and lift mine eyes ; O ! for the pinions of a dove,* To bear me to the upper skies. 5 There, from the bosom of my God, Oceans of endless pleasure roll ; There would I fix my last abode, And drown the sorrows of my soul. 300— C. M. Hymn 109. Add. Looking to Christ. 1 TESUS, thou art the sinner's Friend; v As such I look to thee ; m Now, in the fulness of thy love, 0 Lord, remember me. 2 Remember thy pure word of grace, — Remember Calvary ; Remember all thy dying groans, And, then, remember me. 3 Thou wondrous Advocate with God, 1 yield myself to thee ; While thou art sitting on thy throne, Dear Lord, remember me. 4 Lord, I am guilty — I am vile, But thy salvation 's free ; 478 HYMN CCCI, CCCII. Then, in thine all-abounding grace, Dear Lord, remember me. 5 And, when I close my eyes in death, When creature-helps all flee, Then, O my dear Redeemer-God, I pray, remember me. 301 — C. M. Hymn 110. Add. Taking up the Cross. 1 A ND must I part with all I have, ■£*- Jesus, my Lord, for thee 1 This is my joy, since thou hast done Much more than this for me. 2 Yes, let it go ! — one look from thee Will more than make amends For all the losses I sustain Of credit, wealth, or friends. 3 Ten thousand worlds, ten thousand lives, How worthless they appear, Compared with thee, supremely good, Divinely bright and fair ! 4 Saviour of souls, while I from thee A single smile obtain ; Though destitute of all things else, I '11 glory in my gain ! — C. P. M. Hymn 111. Add. The World renounced I QUIT the world's fantastic joys, Tier honours are but idle toys, Her bliss an empty shade ; Like meteors In the midnight sky, That glitter lor a while and die, I ler glories flash and lade. HYMN CCCIII. 479 2 Let fools for riches strive and toil, Let greedy minds divide the spoil, 'Tis all too mean for me; Above the earth, above the skies, My bold aspiring wishes rise, My God, to heaven and thee. 3 O Source of glory, life, and love, When to thy courts I mount above, On contemplation's wings, I look with pity and disdain On all the pleasures of the vain, On all the pomps of kings. 4 Thy beauties rising in my sight, Divinely sweet, divinely bright, With raptures fill my breast, Though robb'd of all my earthly store, With thee I never can be poor, But must be ever blest. 303— C. M. Hymn 112. Add. Bearing the Cross. 1 A SHAMED of Christ 1 — my soul disdains ■£*- Themean, ungen'rous thought; Shall I disown that Friend, whose blood To man salvation brought 1 2 With the glad news of love and peace, From heaven to earth he came ; For us endured the painful cross, For us despised the shame. 3 At his command, we must take up Our cross without delay ; Our lives, yea, thousand lives of ours, His love can ne'er repay. 4 Each faithful suff'rer, Jesus views With infinite delight; 4S0 HYMN CCCIV. Their lives to him are dear; their deaths Are precious in his sight. 5 To bear his name — his cross to bear, Oar highest honour this ! Who firmlv suffers for him now, Shall reign with him in bliss. 6 But should we, in the evil day, From our profession fly, Jesus, the judge, before the world The traitors will deny. 301— C. M. Hymn 113. Add. Subdued by the Cross. 1 TN evil long I took delight, J- Una wed by shame or fear, Till a new object struck my sight, And stopp'd my wild career. 2 I saw one hanging on a tree, In agonies and blood ; He fix'd his languid eyes on me, As near his cross I stood. 3 O ! never till my latest breath, Shall I forget that look; It seem'd to charge me with his death, Though not a word he spoke. 4 My conscience1 felt and own'd the guilt. It plunged me in despair; I saw, my sins his blood had spilt, And help'd to nail him there. 5 A second look he gave, that said, " 1 freely all forgive ; This blood is for thy ransom paid — 1 die that thou mayest live." HYMN CCCV. 481 6 Thus, while his death my sin displays In all its blackest hue — Such is the mystery of grace — It seals my pardon too. 305— H. M. Hymn 114. Add. Submission. 1 pOME, my Redeemer, come, ^ And deign to dwell with me, Come, and thy right assume, And bid thy rivals flee : Come, my Redeemer, quickly come, And make my heart thy lasting home. 2 Exert thy mighty power, And banish all my sin ; In this auspicious hour, Bring all thy graces in : Come, my Redeemer, quickly come, And make my heart thy lasting home. 3 Rule thou in every thought And passion of my soul, Till all my powers are brought Beneath thy full control : Come, my Redeemer, quickly come, And make my heart thy lasting home. 4 Then shall my days be thine, And all my heart be love, And joy and peace be mine, Such as are known above : Come, my Redeemer, quickly come, And make my heart thy lasting home. 41 482 HYMN CCCVI, CCCVI1. 306— C. k Hymn 115. Add. Peace returning. 1 A SPEAK that gracious word again, ^5 And cheer my drooping heart ! No voice but thine can soothe my pain, And bid my fears depart. 2 And wilt thou still vouchsafe to own A worm so vile as I X And may I still approach thy throne, And Abba, Father, cry ? 3 My Saviour, by his powerful word, Hath turn'd my night to day ; And all those heav'nly joys restored, Which I had sinn'd away. 4 Dear Lord ! I wonder and adore : Thy grace is all divine: O keep me, that I sin no more Against such such love as thine. 307— L. M. Hymn 116. Add. Entire Consecration. 1 "VTOW I resolve with all my heart, -L^ With all my powers to serve the Lord; Nor from his ways will I depart, Whose service is a rich reward. 2 O, be this service all my joy ! Around let my example shine; Till others love the blest employ, And join in labours so divine. 3 Be this the purpose of my soul, My solemn, my determined choice, To yield to his supreme control, And in his kind commands rejoice. HYMN CCCVIII, CCCIX. 483 4 O may I never faint nor tire Nor, wand'ring, leave his sacred ways ; Great God ! accept my soul's desire, And give me strength to live thy praise. 308— C. M. Hymn 117. Add. Old things 'passed away. 1 ET earthly minds the world pursue, -" It has no charms for me ; Once I admired its trifles too, But grace hath set me free. 2 Its visions can no longer please, Nor happiness afford : Far from my heart be joys like these, For I have seen the Lord. 3 As by the light of opening day, The stars are all conceal'd ; So earthly pleasures fade away, When Jesus is reveal'd. 4 Creatures no more divide my choice, I bid them all depart; His name, his love, his gracious voice, Have fix'd my roving heart. 5 And may I hope that thou wilt own A worthless worm like me 1 Dear Lord, I would be thine alone, And wholly live to thee. 309— P. M. 8, 7. Hymn 58, B. 2. A miracle of Grace. 1 TTAIL, my ever blessed Jesus, -*--■- Only thee I wish to sing ; 484 HYMN CCCX. To my soul thy name is precious, Thou my Prophet, Priest, and King 2 Oh, what mercy flows from heav'n, Oh, what joy and happiness ! Love I much'? — I've much forgiv'n — I'm a miracle of grace. 3 Once, with Adam's race in ruin, Unconcern'd in sin I lay ; Swift destruction still pursuing, Till my Saviour pass'd that way. 4 Witness, all ye hosts of heav'n,. My Redeemer's tenderness ! Love I much] — I've much forgiv'n — I'm a miracle of grace. 5 Shout, ye bright angelic choir; Praise the Lamb enthron'd above ; While, astonish'd, I admire God's free grace and boundless love. 6 That bless'd moment I receiv'd him, Fill'd my soul with joy and peace ; Love I much? — I've much forgiv'n — I'm a miracle of grace. 810— L. M. Hymn 59. B. 2. Distinguishing Grace acknowledged. 1 HEAR a voice that comes from far ; J- From Calvary it sounds abroad ; It soothes my soul, and calms my fear : It speaks of pardon bought with hlood. 2 And is it true, that many fly The sound that bids my soul rejoice; And rather choose in sin to die, Than turn an car to mercy's voice? HYMN CCCXI. 48.T 3 Alas, for those ! — the day is near, When mercy will be heard no more ; Then will they ask in vain to hear The voice, they would not hear before. 4 With such, I own, I once appear'd, But now I know how great their loss ; For sweeter sounds were never heard Than mercy utters from the cross. 5 But let me not forget to own, That if I differ aught from those, 'Tis due to sov'reign grace alone, That oft selects its proudest foes. 31 1— P. M. 7. Hymn 56. B. 2. Choosing the heritage of God's peojile. 1 pEOPLE of the living God! J- I have sought the world around, Paths of sin and sorrow trod, Peace and comfort no where found : Now to you my spirit turns, Turns, — a fugitive unblest; Brethren, where your altar burns, Oh, receive me into rest. 2 Lonely I no longer roam, Like the cloud, the wind, the wave, Where you dwell shall be my home, Where you die shall be my grave : Mine the God whom you adore — Your Redeemer shall be mine ; Earth can fill my soul no more, Ev'ry idol I resign. 41* * / HYMN CCCXII. I—?. M. 8, 7. Hymn 95. B. 2. Forsaking all, to follow Christ. 1 FESUS, I m j cross have taken, J All to leave, and follow thee ; Naked, poor, despised, forsaken, Thou from hence my all shalt be, Perish, ev'ry fond ambition, All I've sought, or hop'd, or known; Yet how rich is my condition ! God, and heav'n, are still my own. 2 Let the world despise, and leave me ; They have left my Saviour too ; Human hearts and looks deceive me, Thou art not like them untrue; And whilst thou shalt smile upon me, God of wisdom, love, and might, Foes may hate, and frieuds disown me Show thy face, and all is bright. 3 Go then, earthly frame, and treasure, Come, disaster, scorn, and pain ; In thy service, pain is pleasure, With thv favour loss is gain. I have called thee Abba, Father, I have set my heart on thee: Storms may howl, and clouds may gather, All must work for good to me, 4 Man may trouble and distress me, 'Twill but drive me to thy breast; Life with trials hard may press me, Heav'n will brills me sweeter rest Oh! 'tis not in grief to harm me; While thy love is left to me ; Oh ! 'twere not. in joy to charm me, Were dial joy unmix'd with thee. HYMN CCCXIII. 487 5 Soul, then know thy full salvation ; Rise o'er sin, and fear, and care ; Joy to find, in every station, Something still to do, or bear. Think what Spirit dwells within thee ; Think what Father's smiles are thine ; Think that Jesus died to win thee ; Child of Heav'n, can'st thou repine ] 6 Haste thee on from grace to glory, Arm'd by faith, and wing'd by pray'r, Heav'n's eternal day's before thee, God's own hand shall guide thee there. Soon shall close thy earthly mission, Soon shall pass thy pilgrim days ; Hope shall change to glad fruition, Faith to sight, and pray'r to praise. 313— C. M. Hymn 60. B. 2. Asking the way to Zion. 1 rNQXJIRE, ye pilgrims, for the way J- That leads to Zion's hill, And thither set your steady face, With a determin'd will. 2 Invite the strangers all around, Your pious march to join ; And spread the sentiments you feel Of faith and love divine. 3 Oh, come, and to his temple haste, And seek his favour there ; Before his footstool humbly bow, And pour your fervent pray'r ! 4 Oh, come, and join your souls to God, In everlasting bands; Accept the blessings he bestows, With thankful hearts and hands. 488 HYMN CCCXIV, CCCXV. 814— CM. Hymn 63. B. 2. Deliverance from evil companions. 1 rPHE giddy world, with flattering tongue, J- Had charni'd my soul astray, And lur'd my heedless feet to death, Along the flow'ry way. 2 My heart, with agonizing pray'r, Besought the Lord to save ; Unseen he seiz'd my trembling hand, And brought me from the grave. 3 He broke the charm, which drew my feet To darkness and the dead : From lips profane, and tongues impure, With quiv'ring steps I fled. 4 Homeward I flew to find my God, And seek his face divine; Restor'd to peace, to hope, to life, To Zion's friends, and mine. 315— C M. Hymn 54 B. 2. Penitential Gratitude, 1 O ISE, O my soul, the hours review, ■*■* When aw'd by guilt and fear, To Heav'n for grace thou durst not sue, And found no rescue here : 2 Thy tears are dried, thy griefs are fled, Dispelled each bitter care; For Heav'n itself hath lent its aid, To save thee from despair. 3 Hear, then, 0 God ! thy work fulfil, A ikI, from thv mercj s throne, Vouchsafe me strength to do thv will, And to resist mine own. HYMN CCCXVI, CCCXVII. 489 4 So shall my soul each pow'r employ Thy mercy to adore; While Heav'n itself proclaims with joy — " One pardon'd sinner more !" 316— L. M. Hymn 55. B. 2. The Convert's grateful acknowledgment. 1 TVTY soul, with humble fervour raise -L'-L To God the voice of grateful praise, And ev'ry mental pow'r combine, To bless his attributes divine. 2 Deep on my heart let mem'ry trace His acts of mercy and of grace ; Who, with a Father's tender care, Sav'd me when sinking in despair; 3 Gave my repentant soul to prove The joy of his forgiving love ; Pour'd balm into my bleeding breast, And led my weary feet to rest. 317— L. M. Hymn 61, B. 2. Not ashamed of Jesus. 1 TESUS ! and shall it ever be, J A mortal man ashamed of thee ! Asham'd of thee, whom angels praise, Whose glories shine thro' endless days. 2 Asham'd of Jesus ! — sooner far Let evening blush to own a star: He sheds the beams of light divine O'er this benighted soul of mine. 3 Asham'd of Jesus! — just as soon Let midnight be asham'd of noon ; 'Tis midnight with my soul, till He, Bright morning Star, bid darkness flee. / 490 HYMN CCCXVIII. 4 Asham'd of Jesas ! — that dear friend, On whom my hopes of heav'n depend ! No ! when I blush, be this my shame, That I no more revere his name. 5 Asham'd of Jesus ! — yes I may — When I 've no guilt to wash away — No tear to wipe — no good to crave — No fear to quell — no soul to save. 6 Till then — nor is my boasting vain — Till then I boast a Saviour slain ! And O may this my glory be, That Christ is not asham'd of me ! 318— L. M. Hymn 62. B. 2. Reneical of self -dedication. 1 A HAPPY day, that fix'd my choice ^ On thee, my Saviour, and my God ! Well may this glowing heart rejoice, And tell its raptures all abroad. 2 O happy bond, that seals my vows To him, who merits all my love ! Let cheerful anthems fill his house, While to that sacred shrine I move. 3 'Tis done : — the great transaction \s done, I am my Lord's, and he is mine: He drew me — and I follow'd on — Charm'd to confess the voice divine. 4 Now rest, niv long-divided heart, Fix'd on this blissful centre, restj With ashes who would grudge to part. When eall'd on angel's bread to feast ! 5 Jliidi heav'n, that heard the solemn vow, That vow renew'd shall dailj hear, Till ID life's latest hour I bow, And bless in death a bond so dear. HYMN CCCXIX, CCCXX. 491 319— L. M. Hymn 24, Pt. 2. B. 1. Grace doth not make men careless or profane. 1 OELF-righteous souls on works rely, ^ And boast their moral dignity ; But when I lisp a song of praise, Grace is the note my soul shall raise. 2 'Twas grace that quicken'd me when dead, And grace my soul to Jesus led ; Grace brings me pardon for my sin ; 'Tis grace subdues my lusts within. 3 'Tis grace, that sweetens ev'ry cross, 'Tis grace supports in ev'ry loss; In Jesus' grace my soul is strong; Grace is my hope, and Christ my song. 4 'Tis grace defends when danger's near; By grace alone I persevere ; 'Tis grace constrains my soul to love — Free grace is all they sing above. 5 Thus, 'tis alone of grace I boast, And 'tis alone in grace I trust ; For all that 's past, grace is my theme ; For what 's to come, 'tis still the same. 6 Thro' endless years, of grace I '11 sing, Adore and bless my heav'nly King ; I '11 cast my crown before his throne, And shout free grace to him alone. 320— S. M. Hymn 66. B. 2. Salvation by Grace. 1 f^ RACE ! 'tis a charming sound ; ^ Harmonious to the ear! Heav'n with the echo shall resound, And all the earth shall hear. 492 HYMN CCCXXI. 2 Grace first contriv'd the way, To save rebellious man ; And all the steps that grace display, Which drew the wond'rous plan. 3 Grace led my roving feet To tread the heav'nly road ; And new supplies each hour I meet, While pressing on to God. 4 Grace all the work shall crown, Through everlasting days ; It lays in heav'n the topmost stone, And well deserves the praise. 321— C. M. Hymn 22, Pt. 3. B. 1. Triumphs of Grace. MAZING grace ! how sweet the sound That sav'd a wretch like me ! I once was lost, but now am found, Was blind, but now I see. 2 'Twas grace that taught my heart to fear, And grace my fears reliev'd ; How precious did that grace appear, The hour I first believed ! 3 Through many dangers, toils and snares, I have already come ; 'Tis grace has brought me safe thus far, And grace will lead me home. 4 The Lord has promis'd good to me, His word my hope secures; He will my Shield and Portion be, As long as life endures. 5 Yes, when (his flesh and heart shall fail, And mortal lite shall cease ; A1 HYMN CCCXXIL 493 I shall possess within the veil, A life of joy and peace. 6 There, joys unseen by mortal eyes, Or reason's feeble ray, In ever-blooming prospects rise, Unconscious of decay. 7 Then now, on faith's sublimest wTing, Let ardent wishes rise, To those bright scenes, where pleasures spring Immortal in the skies. 322— C. M. Hymn 33, Pt. 3. B. 1. Conversion and Faith. 1 T ORD, we adore thy matchless ways, -■^ In bringing souls to thee ; We sing and shout eternal praise, For grace so full and free. 2 " What must I do," the jailer cries, " To save mv sinking soul I" " Believe in Christ," the Word replies, " Thv faith shall make thee whole." 3 Our works are all the works of sin. Our nature quite deprav'd ; Jesus alone can make us clean : By grace are sinners sav'd. 4 " Believe, believe," the gospel cries, " This is the living way :" From faith in Christ our hopes arise, And shine to perfect day. 5 Come, sinners, then, the Saviour trust, To wash you in his blood ; To change your hearts, subdue your lust, And bring you home to God. 42 494 HYMN CCCXXlll. CCCXXIV. & 5J8— L. M. Hymn 1, Pt 2. B. 1. In lift and death I belong to Christ* 1 ET thoughtless thousands choose the road -*-* That leads the soul away from God; This happiness, dear Lord, be mine, To live and die entirely thine. 2 On Christ, by faith, mv soul would live. From him, mv life, mv all receive: To him devote mv fleeting hours: Serve him alone with all mv pow'rs. 3 Christ is my everlasting all. To him I look, on him I call: He ev'ry want will well supply. In time, and thro' eternity. oon will the Lord, my lite, appear; oon shall I end mv trials here ; Leave sin and sorrow, death and pain: To live is Christ, — to die is gain. 324— L. M, Hymn 89. B. 2. Life and Safety in Christ alone. L ^HOU only Sov'reign of mv heart, -L Mv refuge, mv Almighty Friend: * And can my soul from thee depart, On whom alone mv hopes depend ! 2 Whither, ah ! whither shall I go, A wretched wand'ref from mv Ford ! ■ Can this dark world o\ sin and woe. One glimpse of happiness afford I 3 Thy Name mv inmost pow'rs adore; Thou art mv life, mv joy. mv care; Depart from thee ! — 'tis death — 'tis more, Tis endless ruin — deep despair! FIYMN CCCXXV. 495 4 Low at thy feet my soul would lie Here safety dwells, and peace divine ; Still let me live beneath thine eye, For life, eternal life, is thine. THE CHRISTIAN. 1 . His Character and Condition. 2. His Feelings or Exercises — both Joyful and .Sorrowing. 3. His Graces and Duties. 825— L. M. Hymn 12, Ft. 4. B. L Christian 1 "VOT all the nobles of the earth. -^ Who boast the honour- of their birth, Such real dignity can claim As t. bear the C: an name. 2 To them trie privilege is giv*n To be the sons and heirs of heav'u : S< os of the God who reigns on high, And heir- of joy beyond the sky. 3 On them, a happy, chosen race. Tl] ir Father pour- his ric 51 ^race : To them his counsels he imparts, And stamps his image on their hearts. 4 Their infant-cries, their tender age, His • engage : them in his arms, and there s them with parental care. 496 HYMN CCCXXVI. 5 His will he makes them early know, And teaches their young feet to go ; Whispers instruction to their minds, And on their hearts his precepts binds. 6 When thro' temptations they rebel, His chast'ning rod he makes them feel ; Then, with a Father's tender heart, He soothes the pain and heals the smart. 7 Their daily wants his hands supply, Their steps he guards with watchful eye ; Leads them from earth to heav'n above, And crowns them with eternal love. 8 If I've the honour, Lord, to be One of this num'rous family ; On me the gracious gift bestow, To call thee Abba, Father, too. 9 So may my conduct ever prove My filial piety and love ; Whilst all my brethren clearly trace Their Father's likeness in my face. 326— C. M. Hymn 1, Pt. 3. B. 1 The Christian's experience. 1 IVTO strength of nature can suflice -*^ To serve the Lord aright; And what she has, she misapplies, For want of clearer light. 2 How long beneath the law 1 lay In bondage and distress ! I toil'd the precept to obey, But toil'd without success. 3 Then all my servile works were done A righteousness to raise ; HYMN CCCXXVIL 497 Now freely chosen in the son, I freely choose his ways. 4 To see the law by Christ fulfill'd, And hear his pard'ning voice, Will change a slave into a child, And duty into choice. 5 " What shall I do," was once the word, " That I may worthier grow?" "What shall I render to the Lord?" Is my enquiry now. 6 I've seen now great my mis'ry is, And mourn'd my helpless case ; I've found in Christ a righteousness, And praise him for his grace. 327— S. M. Hymn 3, Pt. 5. B. 1. Union to Christ. 1 "FvEAR Saviour, we are thine U By everlasting bands : Our names, our hearts, we would resign, And souls, into thy hands. 2 Accepted for thy sake, And justified by faith, We of thy righteousness partake, And find in thee our life. 3 To thee we still would cleave, With ever growing zeal ; If millions tempt us Christ to leave, O let them ne'er prevail. 4 Thy spirit, shall unite Our souls to thee our head ; Shall form us to thy image bright, That we thy paths may tread. 42* 493 HYMN CCCXXVIII, CCCXXIX. 5 Death may our souls divide From these ahodes of clay ; But love shall keep us near thy side, Thro' all the gloomy way. 6 Since Christ and we are one, Why should we doubt or fear 1 Since he in heav'n hath fix'd his throne, He '11 fix his members there. 328— L. M. Hymn 23, Pt. 2. B. 1. Union ivith Christ. 1 JnpWIXT Jesus and the chosen race, J- Subsists a bond of sov'reign grace, That hell, with its infernal train, Shall ne'er dissolve, or rend in twain. 2 Hail, sacred union, firm and strong ! How great the grace ! how sweet the song! That, worms of earth should ever be One with incarnate Deity. 3 One in the tomb, one when he rose, One when he triumph'd o'er his foes; One when in heav'n he took his seat, While seraphs sung all hell's defeat. 4 This sacred tie forbids their fears, For all he is, or has, is theirs ; With him their Head, they stand or fall, Their life, their Surety, and their all. lJ— L. M. Hymn 23, Pt. 1. B. 1. Justification. 1 ORD, thy imputed righteousness, J-^ My beauty is, my glorious dress ; 'Midst flaming worlds in this array'd, With joy shall I lift up my head. HYMN CCCXXX. 499 2 When from the dust of death I rise, To take my mansion in the skies ; Ev'n then shall this be all my plea, " Jesus hath liv'd and died for me." 3 Bold shall I stand in that great day, For who aught to my charge shall lay ? While thro' thy blood absolv'd I am, From sin's tremendous curse and shame. 4 Thus Abraham, the friend of God, Thus all the armies bought with blood, By faith on thee alone relied, And in the Lord were justified. 5 This spotless robe the same appears, When ruin'd nature sinks in years : No age can change its glorious hue, The robe of Christ is ever new. 6 O ! let the dead now hear thy voice ! Bid, Lord, thy mourning ones rejoice ; Their beauty this, their glorious dress, " Jesus, the Lord, our Righteousness." 30— C. M. Hymn 33, Pt. I. B. 1. Conversion . 1 "\]OT the malicious or profane, ~* The wanton or the proud, Nor thieves, nor sland'rers, shall obtain The kingdom of our God. 2 Surprising grace ! and such were we By nature and by sin ; Heirs of immortal misery, Unholy and unclean. 3 But we are wash'd in Jesus' blood, We're pardon'd thro' his name; And the good Spirit of our God Hath sanctified our frame. 500 HYMN CCCXXXI, CCCXXXIL 4 O for a persevering pow'r, To keep thy just commands ! We would defile our hearts no more, No more pollute our hands. 331— L. M. Hymn 13, Pt. 3. B. 1. Adoption. 1 TESUS, we bless thy Father's name; •J Thy God and ours are both the same ; What heav'nly blessings from his throne Flow down to sinners thro' his Son ! 2 " Christ be my first eleet," he said, Then chose our souls in Christ our head ; Before he gave the mountains birth, Or laid foundations for the earth. 3 Thus did eternal love begin To raise us up from death and sin ; Persons and characters decreed, Blameless in love, a holy seed. 4 Predestinated to be sons ; Born by degrees, but chose at once ; A new regenerated race ; To praise the glory of his grace. 5 With Christ our Lord, we share our part In the affections of his heart ; Nor shall our souls be thence reniov'd Till he forgets his first belov'd. 332— S. M. Hymn 13, Pt. 1. B. 1. Adoption. 1 OEHOLI) what wondrous grace *' The Father has bestow'd On sinners of a mortal race, To call them sons of (Jod ! HYMN CCCXXXIII. 501 2 'Tis no surprising thing, That we should be unknown; The Jewish world knew not their King, God's everlasting Son. 3 Nor doth it jet appear How great we must be made ; But when we see our Saviour there We shall be like our head. 4 A hope so much divine May trials well endure ; May purge our souls from sense and sin, As Christ the Lord is pure. 5 If in my Father's love, I share a filial part, Send down thy Spirit, like a dove, To rest upon my heart. 6 We would no longer lie, Like slaves, beneath the throne ; Our faith shall Abba, Father, cry, And thou the kindred own. 333— P. M. 11. Hymn 68. B. 2. Precious Promises. 1 TTOW firm a foundation, ye saints of the -Ll Lord, Is laid for your faith in his excellent word ! What more can he say than to you he hath said, Who unto the Saviour for refuse hath fled ? 2 "Fear not, I am with thee, G be not dismay'd, For I am thy God, and will still give thee aid ; I '11 strengthen thee, help thee, and cause thee to stand, Upheld by my righteous, omnipotent hand. 502 HYMN CCCXXXIV. 3 When thro' the deep waters I call thee to go, The rivers of sorrow shall not overflow; For I will be with thee thy troubles to bless, And sanctify to thee thy deepest distress. 4 When thro' fiery trials thy pathway shall lie, My grace all-sufficient shall be thy supply; The llame shall not hurt thee, I onlv design Thy dross to consume, and thy gold to reiine. 5 E'en down to old age, all my people shall prove My sovereign, eternal, unchangeable love; And then, when grey hairs shall their temples adorn, Like lambs they shall still in my bosom be borne. 6 The soul that on Jesus hath lean'd for repose, I will not, I will not desert to his foes ; That soul, tho' all hell should endeavour to shake, I '11 never — no, never — no, never forsake." 334— L. M. 8s. Hymn L33. B. 1. The life of faith. 1 fPHE moment a sinner believes, J- And trusts in his crucified Lord, His pardon at once he receives, Redemption in full thro' his blood. 2 The Christian is dead, yet he lives, His life is with Christ, hid in God, This life now, from Christ he derives, And he lives by faith in his Lord. 3 Tho' thousands and thousands of foes Against him in malice unite. Their rage he thro' Christ can oppose, Led forth by the spirit to light. HYMN CCCXXXV. 503 4 The faith, that unites to the Lamb, And brings such salvation as this, Is more than mere fancv or name; The work of God's Spirit it is. 5 It says to the mountains " depart," That stand betwixt God and the soul ; It binds up the broken in heart, The wounded in conscience makes whole. 6 Christ lives by his Spirit in them, Whose hearts are renewed by grace ; And they, by their faith, live in him, A life of pure joy, love and peace. 335— 7s. Hymn 119. Add. Chosen in Christ. 1 C\ OD'S own promise standeth sure ; \~* Saints shall to the end endure ; Safely will the Shepherd keep Those he purchased for his sheep. 2 Knowrn to him before the sun First began its course to run, Chosen, called from above, Objects of eternal love. 3 Put thy seal upon each heart ; Thy blest image, Lord impart; All thyself in us reveal — We the clay and thou the seal. 4 Every evil, Lord, subdue ; Make us to our duty true ; From base affections set us free ; Dead, to sin, we'll live to thee. 504 HYMN CCCXXXVI, CCCXXXVIT. 336— C. M. Hymn 155. Add. Christian's Wealth. 1 "TF Christ is mine," then all is mine, -*- And more than angels know ; Both present things and things to come, And grace and glory too. 2 " If Christ is mine," then though he frown, He never will forsake ; His chastisements all work for good, And but his love bespeak. 3 " If Christ is mine," I need not fear The rage of earth and hell ; He will support my feeble frame, And all their power repel. 4 "If Christ is mine," let friends forsake, And earthly comforts flee ; He, the Dispenser of all good, Is more than these to me. 5 "If Christ is mine," I'll fearless pass Through death's tremendous vale, He'll be my comfort and my stay, When heart and flesh shall fail. 6 Let Christ assure me, " I am thine," I nothing want beside ; My soul shall at the fountain live, When all the streams are dried. 337— 8s. Hymn 118. Add. Rejoicing in. Mercy, YE angels, who stand round tin4 throne, \ik1 view mv Emmanuel's face, — In rapturous son^s make him known, 'Tune — tune your soft harps to his praise: HYMN CCCXXXVIII. 505 He form'd you the spirits you are, So happy, so noble, so good ; •When others sunk down in despair, Connrm'd by his power, ye stood. 2 Ye saints, who stand nearer than they, And cast your bright crowns at his feet, His grace and his glory display, And all his rich mercies repeat : He snatch'd you from hell and the grave, He ransom'd from death and despair : For you he was mighty to save — Almighty to bring you safe there. 3 Oh, when will the moment appear, When I shall unite in your song? I'm weary of lingering here, While I to your Saviour belong : I 'm fetter'd, and chain'd here in clay, I struggle and pant to be free ; I long to be soaring away, My God and my Saviour to see. 4 I long to put on my attire, Wash'd white in the blood of the Lamb ; I long to be one of your choir, And tune my swTeet harp to his name ; I long — O, I long to be there, Where sorrow and sin bid adieu — Your joy and your friendship to share, To wonder, and worship with you. 338— P. M. 8, 7. Hymn 133. B. 2. Grateful Recollection. 1 Z^OME, thou Fount of ev'ry blessing, ^ Tune my heart to sing thy grace ; Streams of mercy, never ceasing, Call for songs of loudest praise, 43 »Ofi HYMN CCCXXXIX. Teach me some melodious sonnet, Sung by flaming tongues above ; Praise the mount — I 'm fix'd upon it- Mount of God's unchanging love. 2 Here I raise my Eben-Ezer, Hither by thy help I'm come; And I hope, by thy good pleasure, Safely to arrive at home. Jesus sought me, when a stranger, Wand'ring from the fold of God ; He, to rescue me from danger, Interpos'd with precious blood. 3 Oh ! to grace how great a debtor, Daily I 'm constrain'd to be, Let that grace now, 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 seal it; Seal it from thy courts above. — S. M. Hymn 76. B. 2. Heavenly Joy on Earth. 1 /°10ME, we who love the Lord, ^ And let our joys be known ; Join in the song with sweet accord, And thus surround the throne. 2 Let those refuse to sing, Who never knew our God ; But fav'rites of the heav'nly King, Should speak their joys abroad. 3 The men of grace have found Glory begun below, Celestial fruits on earthly ground, From faith and hope may grow. HYMN CCCXL. 507 4 The hill of Zion yields A thousand sacred sweets, Before we reach the heav'nlj fields, Or walk the golden streets. 5 Then let our songs abound, And ev'rj tear be dry ; We're marching thro' Immanuel's ground, To fairer worlds on high. 340— P. M. 7. Hymn 100. B. 2. Rejoicing in hope. 1 CHILDREN of the heav'nly King, ^ As ye journey, sweetly sing ; Sing your Saviour's worthy praise, Glorious in his works and ways. 2 Ye are travTmg home to God In the way the fathers trod, They are happy now, and ye Soon their happiness shall see. 3 Shout, ye little flock, and, blest, You near Jesus' throne shall rest: There your seats are now prepar'd, There your kingdom and reward. 4 Fear not, brethren, joyful stand On the borders of your land: Jesus Christ, your Father's Son, Bids you undismav'd, go on. 5 Lord ! submissive make us go, Gladly leaving all below : Only thou our Leader be, And we still will follow thee. 508 HYMN CCCXLI, COCXLII. 341— L. M. , Hymn 340. Add. Final Triumph. 1 r^OME, saints, and shout the Saviour's praise, ^ To him your grateful tribute bring; Let angels hear the notes you raise, And strike their golden harps and sing. 2 Sing, how he left the heavenly throne, And laid his splendid robes aside, Put all our mortal weakness on, And groan'd, and labour'd, wept and died. 3 Now lift your songs to nobler strains, High let your ardent passions soar ; See, where the great Redeemer reigns, And all the hosts of heaven adore. 4 Again he comes — a mighty cloud Bears him in sacred triumph down ; The trumpet sounds, it summons loud, And angels shout his high renown. 5 From realms of death, beneath the ground, The saints, in countless millions, rise; While seraphs stand admiring round, And view the change with vast surprise. 6 Hail, mighty Prince; thy kingdom now, Thy bliss and triumph are complete; To thee the ransom'd myriads bow, And lay their glories at thy feet. 342— P. M. 7. Hymn 101. B. 2. Redeem i n e Love. I 1VTOW begin the heav'nlv theme, ■*•* Sing aloud in Jesus' name; Ye, who Jesus' kindness prove, Triumph in redeeming love. HYMN CCCXLIII. 509 2 Ye, who see the Father's grace Beaming in the Saviour's face, As to Canaan on ye move, Praise and bless redeeming love. 3 Mourning souls, dry up your tears, Banish all your guilty fears, See your guilt and curse remove, Cancell'd by redeeming love. 4 Ye, alas ! who long have been Willing slaves of death and sin ; Now from bliss no longer rove, Stop, and taste redeeming love. 5 Welcome, all by sin oppress'd ! Welcome to his sacred rest ! Nothing brought him from above, Nothing, but redeeming love. 6 Hither, then, your music bring, Strike aloud each joyful string ; Mortals, join the hosts above — Join to praise redeeming love. 343— L. M. Hymn 79. B. 2. Seeking rest in God. 1 T)ETURN, my soul, unto thy rest, -■-*> From vain pursuits, and madd'ning cares ; From lonely woes that wring thy breast, The world's allurements, Satan's snares. 2 Return unto thy rest, my soul, From all the wand'rings of thy thought; From sickness unto death made whole, Safe through a thousand perils brought. 3 Then to thy rest, my soul, return, From passions, ev'ry hour at strife ; 43* 510 HYMN CCCXLIV, CCCXLV. Sin's works, and ways, and wages spurn — Lay hold upon eternal life. 4 God is thy rest, — with heart inclin'd To keep his word, that word believe; Christ is thy rest, — with lowly mind, His light and easy yoke receive. 344— P. M. 8, 7, 4. Hymn 94. B. 2. The Pilgrims Guide. 1 p UIDE me, Oh, thou great Jehovah, ^* Pilgrim thro' this barren land, I am weak, but thou art mighty, Hold me with thy powerful hand : Bread of Heaven, Feed me till I want no more. 2 Open thou the crystal fountain, Whence the healing streams do flow : Let the fiery, cloudy pillar Lead me all my journey through : Strong Deliv'rer, Be thou still my strength and shield. 3 When I tread the verge of Jordan, Bid my anxious fears subside : Death of death, and hell's destruction, Land me safe on Canaan's side : Songs of praises I will ever give to thee. 345— U I'- M. Hymn 70. B. 2. Confidence in the Med id tor. 1 TXTHEN gathering clouds around I view, ' » And days are dark, and friends arc few, On him f lean, who, not in vain, Experienc'd ev'ry human pain ; IJ< feels in\ griefs, he sees my fears, And counts and treasures up in) tears. HYMN CCCXLVI. 511 2 If aught should tempt my soul to stray From heav'nly wisdom's narrow way, To fly the good I would pursue, Or do the ill I would not do ; Still he, who felt temptation's pow'r, Shall guard me in that dang'rous hour. 3 When vexing thoughts within me rise, And, sore dismay'd, my spirit dies ; Then he who once vouchsafd to hear The sick'ning anguish of despair, Shall sweetly soothe, shall gently dry, The throbbing heart, the streaming eye. 4 When sorr'wing o'er some stone I bend, Which covers all that was a friend, And from his voice, his hand, his smile, Divides me for a little while ; Thou, Saviour, seest the tears I shed, For thou didst weep o'er Laz'rus dead, 5 And, oh ! when I have safely past Through ev'ry conflict but the last, Still, still unchanging, watch beside My bed of death — for thou hast died ; Then point to realms of endless day, And wipe the latest tear away. 346— S. M. Hymn 75. B. 2. Confidence and Submission. 1 C\ IVE to the winds thy fears ; ^ Hope, and be undismay'd, God hears thy sighs and counts thy tears, God shall lift up thy head. 2 Through waves, and clouds, and storms, He gently clears thy way ; Wait thou his time ; so shall the night Soon end in joyous day. 512 HYMN CCCXLVII. 3 He ev'ry where hath sway, And all things serve his might ; His ev'ry act pure blessing is — His path unsullied light. 4 When he makes bare his arm, What shall his work withstand 1 When he his people's cause defends, Who, who shall stay his hand? 5 Leave to his sovereign sway, To choose, and to command ; With wonder fill'd, thou then shalt own How wise, how strong his hand. 6 Thou comprehend'st him not, Yet earth and heaven tell, God sits as Sov'reign on the throne — He ruleth all things well. 347— P. M. 7. Hymn 82. B. 2. In temptation flying to Christ. 1 TESUS, lover of my soul, J Let me to thy bosom fly, While the billows near me roll, While the tempest still is high ; Hide me, Oh, my Saviour, hide, Till the storm of life be past; Safe into the haven guide, Oh, receive my soul at last. 2 Other refuge have I none, Lo ! I, helpless, hang on thee : Leave, Oh, leave me not alone, Still support and comfort me. Thou art all my trust and aid, All my help from thee I bring; Cover my defenceless head Willi (he shadow of thy \\'in«i ! HYxMN CCCXLVIII. 513 3 Thou, O Christ, art all I want; Boundless love in thee I find : Raise the fallen, cheer the faint, Heal the sick, and lead the blind. Just and holy is thy name ; I am all unrighteousness, Vile and full of sin I am, Thou art full of truth and grace. 4 Plenteous grace with thee is found, Grace to pardon all my sin ; Let the healing streams abound, Let me feel them flow within. Thou of life the fountain art, Freely let me take of thee : Spring thou up within my heart, Rise to all eternity. 348— C. M. Hymn 85. B. 2. God a refuge. 1 T\EAR refuge of my weary soul, U On thee, when sorrows rise, On thee, when waves of trouble roll, My fainting hope relies. 2 To thee I tell each rising grief, For thou alone canst heal; Thy word can bring a sweet relief For ev'ry pain I feel. 3 But O ! when gloomy doubts prevail, I fear to call thee mine ; The springs of comfort seem to fail, And all my hopes decline. 4 Yet, gracious God, where shall I flee ? Thou art my only trust ; And still my soul would cleave to thee, Tho' prostrate in the dust. 514 HYMN CCCXLIX. 349— P. M. 7, 6. Hymn 102. B. 2. Divine light breaking into the Soul. 1 COME TIMES a light surprises ^ The Christian while he sings; It is the Lord, who rises With healing on his wings ; When comforts are declining, He grants the soul again A season of clear shining, To cheer it after rain. 2 In holy contemplation, We sweetly then pursue The theme of God's salvation, And find it ever new : Set free from present sorrow, We cheerfully can say, Let the unknown to-morrow, Bring with it what it may. 3 It can bring with it nothing, But He will bear us through ; Who gives the lilies clothing, Will clothe his people too : Beneath the spreading heavens, No creature but is fed ; And he who feeds the ravens, Will give his children bread. 4 Tho' vine nor fig-tree either, Their wonted fruit should bear, Tho' all the fields should wither, Nor flocks nor herds be there; Yet God the same abiding, His praise shall tune my voice; For while in him confiding, J cannot but rejoice. HYMN CCCL. CCCLI. 515 350— C. M. Hymn 77. B. 2. Hope in Trouble. 1 "TTTHEN musing sorrow weeps the past, * ' And mourns the present pain, 'T is sweet to think of peace at last, And feel that death is gain. 2 'Tis not that murm'ring thoughts arise, And dread a Father's will ; 'Tis not that meek submission flies, And would not suffer still. 3 It is, that heav'n-born faith surveys The path that leads to light, And longs her eagle plumes to raise, And lose herself in sight. 4 It is, that hope with ardour glows, To see him face to face, Whose dying love no language knows, Sufficient art to trace. 5 It is, that harassed conscience feels The pangs of struggling sin ; And sees, though far, the hand that heals, And ends the strife within. 6 O let me wing my hallow'd flight, From earth-born woe and care ; And soar above these clouds of night, My Saviour's bliss to share. 351— P. M. 8, 7, 4. Hymn 87. B. 2. Hope encouraged. MY soul, what means this sadness, Wherefore art thou thus cast down \ Let thy grief be turn'd to gladness, Bid thy restless fears begone ; Look to Jesus, And rejoice in his dear name. o 516 HYMN CCCLIT. 2 What though Satan's strong temptations Vex and grieve thee day by day ; And thy sinful inclinations Often fill thee with dismay I Thou shalt conquer — Thro' the Lamb's redeeming blood. 3 Tho' ten thousand ills beset thee, From without and from within ; Jesus saith he'll ne'er forget thee, But will save from hell and sin ; He is faithful To perform his gracious word. 4 Tho' distresses now attend thee, And thou tread'st the thorny road ; His right hand shall still defend thee; Soon he'll bring thee home to God; Therefore praise him — Praise the great Redeemer's name. 5 Oh, that I could now adore him, Like the heav'nly hosts above, Who for ever bow before him, And unceasing sing his love ! Happy songsters! When shall I your chorus join 1 352— P. M. 7. Hymn 86. B. 2. T/ce Christian Pilgrim encouraged. 1 piLGKIM, burden'd with thy sin, -L Haste to Xion's gate to-day; There, till mercy let thee in, Knock, and weep, and watch, and pray. 2 Knock — for mercy lends an ear ; Weep — she marks the sinner's sigh ; Watch — till heav'nly light appear; Pray — she hears the mourner's cry. HYMN CCCLIII, CCCLIV. 517 3 Mourning Pilgrim ! what for thee In this world can now remain 1 Seek that world from which shall flee Sorrow, shame, and tears, and pain. 4 Sorrow shall for ever fly ; Shame shall never enter there ; Tears be wip'd from ev'ry eye ; Pain in endless bliss expire. 353— L. M. Hymn 135. B. 1. The Conflicts of Faith. 1 TESUS, our soul's delightful choice, J In thee believing, we rejoice ; Yet still our joy is mix'd with grief, While faith contends w7ith unbelief. 2 Thy promises our hearts revive, And keep our fainting hopes alive ; But guilt and fears, and sorrows rise, And hide the promise from our eyes. 3 Do thou the languid spark inflame, That we may conquer in thy name ; And let not sin and Satan boast, While saints lie mourning in the dust. 4 Unequal to the conflict, Lord, Too weak to wield the shield or sword, On thine almighty arm we fall ; Be thou our Jesus, and our all. 354— L. M. Hymn 136. B. 1. The Trials of Faith. 1 T PRAY'd the Lord, that I might grow J- In faith, and love, and ev'ry grace ; Might more of his salvation know, And seek more earnestly his face. 44 518 HYMN CCCLV. 2 'Twas he, who taught me thus to pray, And he, I trust, has answer' d prayer ; But answer came in such a way, As almost drove me to despair. 3 I hop'd that in some favour'd hour, At once lie 'd grant me my request ; And by his love's constraining pow'r Subdue my sins and give me rest. 4 Instead of this, he made me feel The hidden evils of my heart ; And let the angry pow'rs of hell Assault my soul in ev'ry part. 5b Yea, more; with his own hand, he seem'd Intent to aggravate my woe ; Cross'd all the fair designs I schem'd, Blasted my gourds, and laid me low. 6 " Lord, why is this Vs I trembling cried, " Wilt thou pursue thy worm to death !" " 'Tis in this way," the Lord replied, " I answer prayer for grace and faith : 7 " These inward trials I employ, " From self and pride to set thee free ; " And break thy schemes of earthly joy, " That thou mayest seek thine all in me." 355— S. M. Hymn 81. B. 2. Conflict between Sin and Grace. 1 T WOULD, but cannot sing, J- I would, but cannot pray ; For Satan meets me when I try, And frights my soul away. 2 I would, but can't repent, Though I endeavour oft ; This stony heart can ne'er relent, Till Jesus makes it soft. HYMN CCCLVI. 519 3 I would, but cannot love, Though woo'd by love divine ; No arguments have pow'r to move A soul so base as mine. 4 I would, but cannot rest In God's most holy will ; I know what he appoints is best, Yet murmur at it still. 5 O could I but believe ! Then all would easy be : I would, but cannot — Lord, relieve, My help must come from thee ! 6 But if indeed I would, Though I can nothing do ; Yet the desire is something good, For which my praise is due. 7 By nature prone to ill, Till thine appointed hour, I was as destitute of will As now I am of pow'r. 8 Wilt thou not crown at length The work thou hast, begun, And with a will afford me strength, In all thy ways to run ? 356— C. M. Hymn 83. B. 2. In distress pleading with God. 1 AH, that I knew the secret place, ^ Where I might find my God ! I'd spread my wants before his face, And pour my woes abroad. 2 I 'd tell him how my sins arise, What sorrows I sustain ; How grace decays, and comfort dies, And leaves my heart in pain. 520 HYMN CCCLVTI. 3 He knows what arguments I'd take To wrestle with niv God ; I 'd plead for his own mercy's sake, And for my Saviour's blood. 4 My God will pity my complaints, And heal my broken bones ; He takes the meaning of his saints, The language of their groans. 5 Arise, my soul, from deep distress, And banish ev'ry fear ; He calls thee to his throne of grace, To spread thy sorrows there. 357— P. M. 7. Hymn 84. B. 2. In Darkness. 1 ANCE I thought my mountain strong, ^ Firmly fix'd, no more to move ; Then my Saviour was my song, Then my soul was fill'd with love; Those were happy, golden days, Sweetly spent in prayer and praise. 2 Little, then, myself I knew, Little thought of Satan's pow'r ; Now I feel my sins anew ; Now I feel the stormy hour ! Sin has put my joys to flight ; Sin has turn'd my day to night. 3 Saviour, shine and cheer my soul, Bid my dying hopes revive ; Make my wounded spirit whole, Far away the tempter drive; Speak the word and set me free, Let me live alone to thee. HYMN CCCLVIII, CCCLIX. 521 358— L. M. Hymn 80. B. 2. Indivelling Sin. 1 liTTHAT jarring natures dwell within — ' ' Imperfect grace, remaining sin! Not this can reign, nor that prevail, Tho' each by turns my heart assail. 2 Now I complain, and groan, and die; Now raise my songs of triumph high ; Sing a rebellious passion slain, Or mourn to feel it live again. 3 One happy hour beholds me rise, Borne upwards to my native skies: When faith assists my soaring flight, To realms of joy, and worlds of light. 4 Scarce a few hours or minutes roll, Ere earth reclaims my captive soul ; I feel its sympathetic force, And headlong urge my downward course. 5 How short the joys thy visits give ! How long thine absence, Lord, I grieve ! What clouds obscure my rising sun, Or interrupt its rays at noon ! 6 Great God, assist me through the fight, Make me to triumph in thy might ; Thou the desponding heart can'st raise, The vict'ry mine, and thine the praise. 359— S. M. Hymn 73. B. 2. Holy mourning for sin. 1 r\ID Christ o'er sinners weep 1 U And shall our cheeks be dry 1 Let floods of penitential grief Burst forth from ex'ry eye. 44* 522 HYMN CCCLX. 2 The Son of God in tears, Angels with wonder see ! Be thou astonished, O my soul, He shed those tears for thee. 3 He wept, that we might weep ; Each sin demands a tear : In heav'n alone no sin is found, And there's no weeping there. 360— L. M. Hymn 88. B. 2. Darkness removed. 1 117HEN darkness long has veil'd my mind, * * And smiling day once more appears, Then, my Redeemer ! then I find The folly of my doubts and fears. 2 I chide my unbelieving heart ; And blush that I should ever be Thus prone to act so base a part, Or harbour one hard thought of thee. 3 O, let me then, at length, be taught (What I am still so slow to learn,) That God is love, and changes not, Nor knows the shadow of a turn. 4 Sweet truth, and easy to repeat ; But when my faith is sharply tried, I find myself a learner yet, — Unskilful, weak, and apt to slide. 5 But, O my Lord, one look from tbee Subdues the disobedient will; Drives doubt and discontent away, And thy rebellious worm is still. 6 Thou art as ready to forgive, As I am ready to repine; Thou, therefore, all the praise receive ; Be shame and self-abhorrence mine. HYMN CCCLXI, CCCLXII. 523 361— S. M. Hymn 99. B. 2. Weak believers comforted. 1 ATOUR harps, ye trembling saints, J- Down from the willows take; Loud to the praise of love divine, Bid every string awake. 2 Though in a foreign land, We are not far from home ; And nearer to our home above, We ev'ry moment come. 3 His grace will, to the end, Stronger and brighter shine ; Nor present things, nor things to come, Shall quench the love divine. 4 When we in darkness walk, Nor feel the heav'nly flame ; Then is the time to trust our God, And rest upon his name. 5 Soon shall our doubts, and fears, Subside at his control ; His loving kindness shall break through The midnight of the soul. 6 Bless'd is the man, O God, That stays himself on thee ! Who waits for thy salvation, Lord, Shall thy salvation see. 362— C. M. Hymn 177. Add. Submission and Hope. 1 A FFLICTION is a stormy deep, -£*■ Where wave resounds to wave ; Though o'er my head the billows roll, I know the Lord can save. 524 HYMN CCCLXIII. 2 The hand that now withholds my joys, Can reinstate my peace ; And he who hade the tempest roar, Can hid the tempest cease. 3 In the dark watches of the night, I '11 count his mercies o'er ; I'll praise him for ten thousand past, And humhly sue for more. 4 When darkness and when sorrow rose, And press'd on every side ; The Lord has still sustain'd my steps, And still has heen my Guide. 5 Here will I rest, and build my hopes, Nor murmur at his rod ; He 's more than all the world to me, My Health, my Life, my God ! 363— L. M. Hymn 176. Add. Affliction Sanctified. 1 A MIDST these various scenes of ills, -^- Each stroke some kind design fulfils; And shall I murmur at my God, When sovereign love directs the rod ; 2 Peace, rebel thoughts ! I '11 not complain, My Father's smiles suspend my pain ; Smiles, that a thousand joys impart, And pour the halm that heals the smart. 3 Though Heaven afflicts, I '11 not repine, Each heartfelt comfort still is mine ; Comforts that shall o'er death prevail, And journey with me through the vale. 4 Lord Jesus, smoothe the rugged way, And lead me to the realms of day, To milder skies and brighter plains, Where everlasting sunshine reigns. HYMN CCCLXIV. 525 364— C. P. M. Hymn 175. Add. In Darkness. 1 T MOURN the hidings of thy face, J- The absence of that smile That sweetly fill'd a throne of grace, And gave my heart a resting place, From earthly care and toil. 2 How sad and desolate the night ! How gloomy is the day ! Nature no more can charm the sight, Afford one comfort or delight, Without thy cheering ray. 3 Oft in the lone and silent hour, I tell my tale of grief; In tears of tenderness implore The presence of thy healing power, But tears bring no relief. 4 'T is sin that separates from thee This poor benighted soul; My folly and my guilt I see, And now upon the bended knee, Submit to thy control. 5 Up to the place of thine abode, I lift my darken'd eye : To thee, O bleeding Lamb of God, Whence all the springs of life have flow'd, To thee, I raise my cry. 6 O, wilt thou lend a list'ning ear, And answer my request : Forgive and wipe the falling tear, And with thy love my spirit cheer, And set my heart at rest. 526 HYMN CCCLXV. 365— C. M. Hymn 134. B. 1. Wander i7i g deplored. FOR a closer walk with God, A calm and heav'nly frame ; And light to shine upon the road, That leads me to the Lamb ! o 2 Where is the blessedness I knew, When first I sought the Lord 1 Where is the soul-refreshing view Of Jesus and his word ? 3 What peaceful hours I then enjoy'd ! How sweet their mem'ry still ! But now I find an aching void, The world can never fill. 4 Return, O holy Dove, return, Sweet messenger of rest ! I hate the sins, that made thee mourn, And drove thee from my breast. 5 The dearest idol I have known, Whate'er that idol be ; Help me to tear it from the throne, And worship only thee. 6 So shall my walk be close with God, Calm and serene my frame: So purer light shall mark the road That leads me to the Lamb. HYMN CCCLXVI, CCCLXVII. 527 366— L. M. Hymn 169. Add. Mourning over Sin. 1 OEE a poor sinner, gracious Lord, ^ Whose soul, encouraged by thy word, At mercy's footstool would remain, And there would look, and look again. 2 How oft, deceived by self and pride, Has my fond heart been turn'd aside; And, Jonah-like, has fled from thee, Till thou hast look'd again on me. 3 Ah, bring a wretched wanderer home, And to thy footstool let me come, And tell thee all my grief and pain, And wait, and look, and look again. 4 Take courage, then, my trembling soul, One look from Christ will make thee whole; Trust thou in him, 't is not in vain, But wait, and look, and look again. 5 Look to the Lord, his word, his throne; Look to his strength, and not thine own; There wait and look, and look again, Thou shalt not wait nor look in vain. 367— C. L. M. Hymn 167. Add. Faith struggling.. 1 A LET my trembling soul be still, *J While darkness veils the sky ; And wait thy wise, thy holy will, Wrapt yet in mystery ; I cannot, Lord, thy purpose see, But all is well, since ruled by thee. 528 HYMN CCCLXVIII, CCCLXIX. 2 Thus, trusting in thy love, 1 tread The path of duty on; What though some cherish'd joys are fled, Some flatt'ring dreams are gone 1 Yet purer, brighter joys remain, Why should my spirit then complain 1 368— L. M. Hymn 72. B. 2. Hatred of Sin. 1 AH, could I find some peaceful bow'r, ^ Where sin has neither place nor povv'r; This traitor vile I fain would shun, But cannot from his presence run. 2 When to the throne of grace I flee, He stands between my God and me ; Where'er I rove, where'er I rest, I feel him working in my breast. 3 When I attempt to soar above ; To view the heights of Jesus' love ; This monster seems to mount the skies, And veils his glory from my eyes. 4 Lord, free me from this deadly foe, Which keeps my faith and hope so low; I long to dwell in lieav'n my home, Where not one sinful thought can come. 369— L. M. Hymn 170. Add. Inconstancy lamcn ted. 1 AH! wretched, vile, ungrateful heart, -£*- That can from Jesus thus depart : Thus fond of trifles vainly rove, Forgetful of a Saviour's love. 2 In vain I charge my thoughts to stay, And chide each vanity away ; In vain, alas ! resolve to bind This rebel heart, this wand'ring mind. HYMN CCCLXX. 529 3 Through all resolves, how soon it flies, And mocks the weak, the slender ties ; There's nought beneath a power divine, That can this roving heart confine. 4 Jesus, to thee I would return, And at thy feet repenting mourn ; There let me view thy pard'ning love, And never from thy sight remove. 5 O, let thy love, with sweet control, Bind all the passions of my soul ; Bid every vanity depart, And dwell for ever in my heart. 370— C. M. Hymn 171. Add. Recovered Wanderer. 1 TTOW oft, alas ! this wretched heart ■*-*■ Has wander' d from the Lord ; How oft my roving thoughts depart, Forgetful of his word. 2 Yet sovereign mercy cries, " Return ;" Dear Lord, and may I come 1 My vile ingratitude I mourn ; O, take the wanderer home. 3 And canst thou, wilt thou, yet forgive, And bid my guilt remove ; And shall a pardon'd rebel live, To speak thy wondrous love 1 4 Almighty grace, thy healing power, How glorious, how divine, That can to life and bliss restore So vile a heart as mine. 5 Thy pard'ning love, so free, so sweet, Dear Saviour, I adore ; O keep me at thy sacred feet, And let me rove no more. 45 530 HYMN CCCLXXI, CCCLXXII. 371— 8s. Hymn 172, Add Return i n g Backsliders . 1 A SHEPHERD of Israel, divine ! ^ Too far from thy fold I have stray'd; What hand can restore me hut thine, Thus wounded, east down, and dismay'd? My soul would look upward to thee, Though prostrate, I'll cry from the dust; No other salvation I see, In no other name will I trust. 2 Thou, thou art my strength and my shield, Henceforth in thy arm I '11 confide ; The weapons alone I will wield, Thy wisdom and mercy provide : Salvation belongs to the Lord, Deliv'rance must come from his hand ; 0 ! who would not trust in his word, Acknowledge his right to command ? 3 O Shepherd of Israel, divine, Thy life-giving presence 1 feel ; Let the light of thy countenance shine, Thine arm now in mercy reveal : For strength and deliverance I wait ; On thee in my trouble I call, My sinful backslidings I hate, Uphold me, dear Lord, or I fall. 372— L. M. b's. Hymn 173. Add. Return i/ig Backslider, EARY of wand'ring from my God, And now made willing to return, 1 hear, and bow beneath the rod ; To him with penitence 1 mourn. I have an Advocate above, A Friend before the throne of lo\<- w HYMN CCCLXXIII. 531 2 O Jesus, full of pard'ning grace ; More full of grace than I of guilt ; Yet once again I seek thy face, Whose precious blood for man was spill'd; O, freely my backslidings heal, And love the dying sinner still. 3 Now give me, Lord, the tender heart, That trembles at th' approach of sin, A godly fear to me impart; Implant and root it deep within, That I may know thy sovereign power, And never dare offend thee more. 373— L. M. Hymn 1 74. Add. The Backslider s Prayer. 1 A TURN, great Ruler of the skies, *Jf Turn from my sin thy searching eyes, Nor let th' offences of my hand Within thy book recorded stand. 2 Give me a will to thine subdued, A conscience pure, a soul renew'd ; Nor let me, wrapt in endless gloom, An outcast from thy presence roam. 3 O let thy Spirit to my heart Once more his quick'ning aid impart, My mind from ev'ry fear release, And soothe my troubled thoughts to peace. 4 So shall the souls, whom error's sway, Has urged from thee, blest Lord, to stray, From me thy heav'nly precepts learn, And, humbled, to their God return. 532 HYMN CCCLXXIV, CCCLXXV. 374— 7s 5s. Hymn 168. Add. God is my Helper. 1 /^HILD of sorrow, child of care, ^ Wouldst thou learn thy griefs to bear, And escape from every snare 1 Trust in God alone : Human strength is weak and vain, Sin will oft its power regain ; Humbly ask, and help obtain, From thy Father's throne. 2 Know'st thou, in this vale of tears, Gloomy doubts, distracting fears, Painful months, and sorrowing years \ To the Saviour fly. He that drank the bitter cup, Bids thee in his mercy hope ; Let thy prayer be lifted up To his throne on high. 375— C. M. Hymn 178. Add. Inconstancy Lamented. 1 1T7HY is my heart so far from thee, VV My God, my chief delight? Why are my thoughts no more by day With thee, no more by night I 2 Why should my foolish passions rove ? Where can such sweetness be As I have tasted in thy love, As I have found in thee I 3 When my forgetful soul renews The savour of thy grace, My heart presumes I cannot lose The relish of my days. HYMN CCCLXXVI. 533 4 But ere one fleeting hour is pass'd, The flatt'ring world employs Some sensual bait to win my taste, And to pollute my joys. 5 Then I repent and vex my soul, That I should leave thee so : Where will those wild affections roll, That let my Saviour go ? 6 Wretch that I am, to wander thus, In chase of false delight ! Let me be fasten'd to thy cross, Rather than lose thy sight. 376— 8s 7s. Hymn 158. Add. The Lord is my helper. 1 AFT as I look upon the road ^/ That leads to yonder bless'd abode, I feel distressed and fearful; So many foes the passage throng I am so weak, and they so strong, How can my soul be cheerful \ 2 But when I think of him whose power Can save me in a trying hour, And place on him reliance ; My soul is then ashamed of fear, And, though ten thousand foes appear, I bid them all defiance. 3 The dangerous road I then pursue, And keep the glorious prize in view ; Witli joyful hope elated ; Strong in the Lord, in him alone, Where he conducts I follow on With ardour unabated. 45 * 534 HYMNCCCLXXVII,CCCLXXVIII. 4 O Lord, each day renew my strength, And let me see thy face at length, With all thy people yonder ; With them in heaven thy love declare, And sing thy praise for ever there, With gratitude and wonder. 377— C. M. Hymn 113. B. 1 Complaint and hope in Sickness. 1 ORD, I am pain'd ; hut I resign -^ My body to thy will : 'Tis grace, 'tis wisdom all divine, Appoints the pains I feel. 2 Dark are thy ways of providence, While they, who love thee, groan : Thy reasons lie conceal'd from sense, Mysterious and unknown. 3 Yet nature may have leave to speak, And plead before her God, Lest the o'erburden'd heart should break Beneath thy heavy rod. 4 These mournful groans and flowing tears Give my poor Spirit ease : While ev'ry groan my Father hears, And ev'ry tear he sees. 5 Is not some smiling hour at hand, With health upon its wings ! Give it, O God, thy swift command, With all the joys it brings. 8. M. Hymn 159. Add. Affliction Blessed. OW tender is thy hand, O thou beloved Lord ! Afflictions come at thj command, And leave us at. thj word. H' HYMN CCCLXXIX. 535 2 How gentle was the rod That chasten'd us for sin, How soon we found a smiling God Where deep distress had been. 3 A Father's hand we felt, A Father's heart we knew ; With tears of penitence we knelt, And found his word was true. 4 We told him all our grief; We thought of Jesus' love ; A sense of pardon brought relief, And bade our pangs remove. 5 Now we will bless the Lord, And in his strength confide : For ever be his name adored, For there is none beside. 379— lis. Hymn 160. Add. Longing for Rest. 1 T AM weary of straying — O fain would I rest J- In the far distant land of the pure and the blest, Where sin can no more her blandishments spread, And tears and temptations for ever have fled. 2 I am weary of hoping — where the hope is untrue, As fair, but as fleeting, as morning's bright dew : I long for that land, whose blest promise alone Is changeless, and sure, as Eternity's throne. 3 I am weary of sighing o'er sorrows of earth, O'er joy's glowing visions, that fade at their birth ; O'er the pangs of the loved, which we cannot assuage, O'er the blightingsof youth, and the weakness of age. 536 HYMN CCCLXXX. 4 I am weary of loving what passes away — The sweetest, the dearest, alas ! may not stay; I long for that land, where these partings are o'er, And death and the tomb can divide hearts uo more. 5 I am weary, my Saviour, of grieving thy love ; O, when shall I rest in thy presence above 1 I am weary — but O, let me never repine, While thy word, and thy love, and thy promise are mine. 380— C. M. Hymn 161. Add. Christian Subm ission. 1 A LORD, my best desires fulfil, ^-' And help me to resign Life, health, and comfort to thy will, And make thy pleasure mine. 2 Why should I shrink at thy command? Thy love forbids my fears; Why tremble at the gracious hand That wipes away my tears ! 3 No, let me rather freely yield What most I prize to thee : Thou never hast a good withheld, Or wilt withhold from me. 4 Thy favour, all my journey through Shall be my rich supply ; What more 1 want, or think I do, Let wisdom still deny. HYMN CCCLXXXI, CCCLXXXII. 537 381— 7s. Hymn 162. Add. Sti'ength 'promised. 1 "\T7AIT, my soul, upon the Lord, * » To his gracious promise flee, Laying hold upon this word, " As thy days, thy strength shall be." 2 If the sorrows of thy case Seem peculiar still to thee, God has promised needful grace — " As thy days, thy strength shall be." 3 Days of trial, days of grief, In succession thou mayest see; This is still thy sweet relief — " As thy days, thy strength shall be." 4 Rock of Ages, I 'm secure, With thy promise, full and free, Faithful, positive and sure ; " As thy days, thy strength shall be." 382— S. M. Hymn 163. Add. Confiding. 1 TN thee, O Lord, I trust, J- My hope is in thy name ; In righteousness, deliver me, Nor put my soul to shame. 2 From heaven bow down thine ear, My cause in mercy plead : My Rock, my Fortress, my Defence, Vouchsafe my soul to lead. 3 From every snare preserve, From every foe defend : For thy name's sake, O God, my Strength, Divine protection send. 538 HYMN CCCLXXXIII. 4 Into thy hands, O Lord, My spirit I commend, Thou hast redeem'd me, God of truth, In death be thou my friend. 5 I will be glad and praise, And in thy name rejoice ; In sorrow thou hast known my soul, And heard my suppliant voice. 383— 8s. Hymn 164. Add. The Christians Portion. 1 rpHE Lord is my Strength, and my Song, -L The Lord is my Life, and my Light, His praises shall dwell on my tongue, Though plunged in the darkness of night : Temptations and trials must come, Chastisements, afflictions severe ; Yet these shall but hasten me home, And bid me in glory appear. 2 My spirit is burden'd with grief, And fainting with sorrow and care, To Jesus I'll fly for relief, I'll seek for deliverance there: How tender and gracious thou art, Mv Saviour, mv Shepherd, my Friend ! Still rule in (his desolate heart, Preserve me, through grace, to the end. 3 Yes, thou art mv Strength, ami my Song, The Guide of mv pilgrimage here; And though tribulation be strong, Thy love ran preserve me from fear: Still, still let me lean on thy breast, And pour out mv sorrows to thee, For their shall my spirit find rest, Thy presence is hea\en to me. HYMNCCCLXXXIV,CCCLXXXV. 539 384— 8s 7s. Hymn 165. Add. Submission. 1 TESUS, while our hearts are bleeding, v O'er the spoils that death has won, We would, at this solemn meeting, Calmly say, " Thy will be done." 2 Though cast down, we're not forsaken, Though afflicted, not alone ; Thou didst give, and thou hast taken, Blessed Lord, " Thy will be done." 3 Fill us now with deep contrition, Take awav these hearts of stone, And may all, with true submission, Meekly say, " Thy will be done." 4 Though to-day we're fill'd with mourning, Mercy still is on the throne ; With thy smiles of love returning, We can sing, " Thy will be done." 5 By thy hands the boon was given, Thou hast taken but thine own; Lord of earth, and God of heaven, Evermore, " Thy will be done." 385— C. M. Hymn 166. Add. Devout Gratitude. 1 TT7HO can have greater cause to sing, ' » Who greater cause to bless, Than we, the children of a King, \ Than we, who Christ possess \ 2 We late were Satan's captives led, And hell had been our end, Hadst thou not for our pardon bled — The sinner's only Friend. 540 HYMN CCCLXXXVI. 3 For this we will employ our tongue, Nor shall our praises cease; We evermore will sing that song, " The Lord, our righteousness." 4 No other God we know but thee, None else did us create ; Thy glory may we ever be, 0 holy Advocate. 5 We daily prove thee still the same, Whene'er our need we see; Thou bearest still a Saviour's name, Our Saviour thou shalt be. 6 Nor law, nor sin, nor hell, nor death, Shall us from thee divide, Strongly we hold that precious faith, For us our Saviour died. 386— P. M. 6, 8. Hymn 74. B. 2. Spiritual Peace. 1 /^OME, heav'nly peace of mind, ^ I sigh for thy return ; I seek, but cannot find, The joys for which I mourn ; Ah ! where's the Saviour now, Whose smiles I once possess'd ; Till he return, 1 bow, By heaviest grief oppress'd ; My days of happiness are gone, And I am left to weep alone. 2*1 tried each earthly charm In pleasure's haunts I stray 'd — I sought its soothing balm — 1 ask'd the world its aid ; But ah ! no balm it. had To heal a wounded breast. HYMN CCCLXXXVn. 541 And I, forlorn and sad, Must seek another rest ; My days of happiness are gone, And I am left to weep alone. 3 Where can the mourner go, And tell his tale of grief? Ah ! who can soothe his woe, And give him sweet relief? Thou, Jesus ! canst impart, By thy long-wish'd return, Ease to this wounded heart, And bid me cease to mourn ; Then shall this night of sorrow flee, And I rejoice, my Lord, in thee. . Love to Christ. Graces and Duties. 387— C. M. Hymn 71. B. 2. Love to God. 1 TTAPPY the heart where graces reign, XL Where love inspires the breast : Love is the brightest of the train, And strengthens all the rest. 2 Knowledge, alas ! 'tis all in vain, And all in vain our fear ; Our stubborn sins will fight and reign, If love be absent there. 3 'Tis love that makes our cheerful feet In swift obedience move ; The devils know, and tremble too ; But Satan cannot love. 46 542 HYMN CCCLXXXVIir,CCCLXXXIX. 4 This is the grace that lives and sings, When faith and hope shall cease; 'Tis this shall strike our joyful strings In the sweet realms of bliss. 5 Before we quite forsake our clay, Or leave this dark abode, The wings of love bear us away, To see our smiling God. 388— S. M. Hymn 121. Add. Christian Love. 1 OVE is the fountain, whence ■H All true obedience flows ; The Christian serves the God he loves, And loves the God he knows. 2 He treads the heavenly road, And neither faints nor tires; That generous love which warms his breast With fortitude inspires. 3 No burden seems so great, No task so hard appears, But this he cheerfully performs, And that he meekly bears. 4 May love — that shining grace — O'er all my powers preside ; Direct my thoughts, suggest my words, And every action guide. 389— C. M. Hymn 122. Add. Love to Christ. 1 rvO not I love thee, O my Lord ? J-' Behold my heart and see; And cast each worthless idol out, That dares to rival thee. HYMN CCCXC. 543 2 Is not thy name melodious still To my attentive ear 1 Doth not each pulse with pleasure bound My Saviour's voice to hear \ 3 Do not I love thee from my soul? Then let me nothing love: Dead be my heart to every joy, When Jesus cannot move. 4 Hast thou a lamb in all thy flock I would disdain to feed 1 Hast thou a foe before whose face I fear thy cause to plead 1 5 Could not my heart pour forth its blood In honour of thy name 1 And challenge the cold hand of death To damp th' immortal flame 1 6 Thou know'st I love thee, dearest Lord, But O. I long to soar Far from the sphere of mortal joys, And learn to love thee more. §90— C. M. Hymn 123. Add. Clinging to Christ. 1 rT)Q whom, my Saviour, shall I go, J- If I depart from thee ? My Guide through all this vale of wo, And more than all to me. 2 The world reject thy gentle reign And pay thy death with scorn; Oh, they could plat thy crown again, And sharpen every thorn, 3 But I have felt thy dying love Breathe gently through my heart, To whisper hope of joys above; And can we ever part I 544 HYMN CCCXCI, CCCXCII. 4 Ah, no ! with thee I'll walk below, My journey to the grave : To whom, my Saviour, shall I go, When only thou canst save. 391— L. M. Hymn 124. Add. Love. 1 "XTES, I would love thee, blessed God, J- Paternal goodness marks thy name ; Thy praises, through thy high abode, The heavenly hosts with joy proclaim. 2 Freely thou gav'st thy dearest Son, For man, to suffer, bleed, and die: And bidd'st me, as a wretch undone, For all I want on him rely. 3 In him thy reconciled face With joy unspeakable I see, And feel thy powerful, wondrous grace Draw and unite my soul to thee. 4 Whene'er my foolish, wand'ring heart, Attracted by a creature's power, Would from this blissful centre start, Lord, fix it there, to stray no more. 392— 8s. Hymn 125. Add. Longing for Christ. 1 TTOW tedious and tasteless the hours, ■*-■- When Jesus no longer 1 see ! The woodlands, the fields, and the (lowers, Have lost all their sweetness to me. His name yields the richest perfume, And softer than musie his voice ; His presence can banish mj gloom, And bid all within me rejoice. HYMN CCCXCIII. 545 2 Content with beholding his face, My all to his pleasure resign'd, No changes of season or place Would make any change in my mind ; While blest with the sense of his love, A palace a toy would appear ; And prisons would palaces prove, If Jesus wrould dwell with me there. 3 Dear Lord, if indeed I am thine, If thou art my Sun and my Song, Say, why do I languish and pine, And why are my winters so long 1 O drive these dark clouds from my sky, Thy soul-cheering presence restore ; Or take me up to thee, on high, Where winter and cloud are no more. 393— L. M. Hymn 126. Add. Christ's Love. 1 TESUS, thy boundless love to me " No thought can reach, no tongue declare ; O knit my thankful heart to thee, And reign without a rival there. 2 Thy love, how cheering is its ray ! All pain before its presence flies : Care, anguish, sorrow, melt away, Where'er its healing beams arise. 3 O let thy love my soul inflame, And to thy service sweetly bind ; Transfuse it through my inmost frame, And mould me wholly to thy mind. 4 Thy love in sufferings be my peace ; Thy love in weakness make me strong ; And when the storms of life shall cease, Thy love shall be my heaven and song. 46* 546 HYMN CCCXCIV, CCCXCV. 394— 7s. Hymn 127. Add. Lovest thou me ? 1 TJ ARK, my soul, it is the Lord; -LJ- 'Tis thy Saviour, hear his word; Jesus speaks, and speaks to thee ; 11 Say, poor sinner, lov'st thou me 1 2 " I deliver' d thee when bound, And, when wounded, heal'd thy wound ; Sought thee wandering, set thee right, Tum'd thy darkness into light. 3 " Can a woman's tender care Cease towards the child she bare ; Yes, she may forgetful be, Yet will I remember thee. 4 "Mine is an unchanging love, Higher than the heights above ; Deeper than the depth beneath, Free and faithful, strong as death. 5 " Thou shalt see my glory soon, When the work of grace is done ; Partner of my throne shalt be, 11 Say, poor sinner, lov'st thou me '!" 6 Lord, it is my chief complaint, That my love is weak and faint ; Yet I love thee, and adore, O for grace to love thee more. 395— L. M: Hymn 128. Add. The Christian's Pattern. 1 IVTY dear Redeemer, and my Lord, -L'-L I read my duty in thy word, But in thy life the law appears Drawn out in living characters. HYMN CCCXCVI. 547 2 Such was thy truth, and such thy zeal, Such def'rence to thy Father's will; Such love, and meekness so divine, I would transcribe, and make them mine. 3 Cold mountains and the midnight air, Witness'd the fervour of thy prayer; The desert thy temptations knew, Thy conflict and thy victory too. 4 Be thou my pattern ; make me bear More of thy gracious image here ; Then God, the Judge, shall own my name Among the followers of the Lamb. 396— P. M. 7. Hymn 78. B. 2. Self -Examination. 1 ^piS a point I long to know, J- Oft it causes anxious thought: — Do I love the Lord, or no ? Am I his, or am I not 1 2 If I love, why am 1 thus ? Why this dull, and lifeless frame ? Hardly, sure, can they be worse, Who have never heard his name. 3 Could my heart so hard remain, Pray'r a task and burden prove — Ev'ry trifle give me pain — If I knew a Saviour's love ] 4 When I turn my eyes within, All is dark, and vain, and wild;' Fill'd with unbelief and sin — Can I deem myself a child ? 5 If I pray, or hear, or read, Sin is mix'd with all I do ; You, who love the Lord indeed, Tell me — is it so with you? 548 HYMN CCCXCVII. 6 Yet I mourn my stubborn will, Find my sin a grief and thrall ; Should I grieve for what. I feel, If I did not love at all ? 7 Could I joy his saints to meet, Choose the ways I once abhorr'd — Find, at times, the promise sweet, If I did not love the Lord ? 8 Lord, decide the doubtful case ! Thou, who art thy people's sun; Shine upon thy work of grace, If it be indeed begun. 9 Let me love thee more and more, If I love at all, I pray ; • If I have not lov'd before, Help me to begin to-day. 397— C. M. Hymn 90. B. 2. Love to the creature dangerous. 1 TTOW vain are all things here below, -*-*- How false, and yet how fair ! Each pleasure has its poison too, And every sweet a snare. 2 The brightest things below the sky Give but a flatt'ring light; We should suspect some danger nigh, Where we possess delight. 3 Our dearest joys, and nearest friends, The partners of our blood, How they divide our wav'ring minds, And leave but half for God. 4 The fondness of a creature's love, How Strong it strikes (he sense ! HYMN CCCXCVIII, CCCXCIX. 549 Thither the warm affections move, Nor can we call them thence. 5 Dear Saviour, let thy beauties be My soul's eternal food ; And grace command my heart away From all created good. LOVE OF BRETHREN. 398— S. M. Hymn 21, Pt. 4. B. 3. Christian Love. 1 T ET party-names no more *" The Christian world o'erspread ; Gentile and Jew, and bond and free, Are one in Christ their head. 2 Among the saints on earth Let mutual love be found ; Heirs of the same inheritance, With mutual blessings crown'd. 3 Let envy, child of hell ! Be banish'd far away ; Those should in strictest friendship dwell, Who the same Lord obey. 4 Thus will the church below Resemble that above, Where streams of pleasure ever flow, And ev'ry heart is love. 399— 8s 7s 4s. Hymn 153. Add. Brotherly Love. 1 "BRETHREN, let us walk together -L* In the bonds of love and peace; 550 HYMN CCCC. Can it be a question whether Brethren should from conflict cease 1 'T is in union, Hope, and joy, and love increase. 2 While we journey homeward, let us Help each other on the road ; Foes on ev'ry side beset us, Snares through all the way are strew'd : It behoves us Each to bear a brother's load. 3 When we think how much our Father Has forgiven, and does forgive, Brethren, we should learn, the rather Free from wrath and strife to live ; Far removing All that might offend or grieve. 4 Then let each esteem his brother Better than himself to be ; And let each prefer another, Full of love, from envy free : Happy are we When in this we all agree. 5 Soon our Father will receive us, As we hope to dwell above ; Nothing then shall harm or grieve us, We shall all his goodness prove : Wrath and discord Ending in eternal love. 400— S. M. Hymn 21, Pt. 3. B. 1. Communion of Saints, 1 "DLEST be the tie that binds J^ Our hearts in Christian love: The fellowship of kindred minds Is like to that above HYMN CCCCI. 551 2 Before our Father's throne We pour our ardent prayers ; Our fears, our hopes, our aims are one, Our comforts and our cares. 3 We share our mutual woes ; Our mutual burdens bear; . And often for each other flows The sympathising tear. 4 We 're one in Christ our head, In him we grow and thrive ; Nor will he leave us with the dead, While he remains alive. 5 This glorious hope revives Our courage by the way ; While each in expectation lives, And longs to see the day. 6 From sorrow, toil and pain And sin, we shall be free : And perfect love and friendship reign Thro' all eternity. 401— C. M. Hymn 64. B. 2. Christian Fellowship. 1 f\UR souls, by love together knit, " Cemented, mixt in one, One hope, one heart, one mind, one voice ; 'Tis heav'n on earth begun! 2 Our hearts have often burn'd within, And glow'd with sacred fire ; While Jesus spoke, and fed, and blest, And fill'd th' enlarged desire. 552 HYMN CCCCII. 3 The little cloud increases still, The heav'ns are big with rain; We haste to catch the teeming show'r, And all its moisture drain. 4 A rill, a stream, a torrent flows ! But pour a mighty flood ; Oh ! sweep the nations, shake the earth, Till all proclaim thee God. 5 And when thou mak'st thy jewels up, And sett'st thy starry crown ; When all thy sparkling gems shall shine, Proclaimed by thee thine own ; 6 May we, a little band of love, We sinners, sav'd by grace, From glory unto glory chang'd, Behold thee face to face. 402— L. M. Hymn 65. B. 2. Ch rist Ian Fello wsh ip. 1 TTOW blest the sacred tie that binds, -*--*- In union sweet, according minds! How swift the heav'nly course they run, Whose hearts and faith and hopes are one ! 2 To each, the soul of each how dear! What jealous love, what holy fear! How doth the gen'rous flame within Refine from earth, and cleanse from sin ! 3 Their streaming eves together How, For human guilt and mortal woe; Their ardent pray'rs together rise, Like mingling flames in sacrifice. HYMN CCCCIII. 553 4 Together oft they seek the place, Where God reveals his awful face ; — At length they meet in realms above, A heav'n of joy — because of love. 403— C. M. Hymn 154. Add. Christians one family. 1 /^OME, let us join our friends above, ^ That have obtain'd the prize ; And on the eagle wings of love, To joys celestial rise. Let all the saints terrestrial, sing With those to glory gone; For all the servants of our King In heaven and earth are one. 2 One family, we dwell in him ; One church above, beneath ; Though now divided by the stream — The narrow stream of death; One army of the living God, To his command we bow; Part of his host have cross'd the flood, And part are crossing now. 3 Ten thousand to their endless home This solemn moment fly ; And we are to the margin come, And in our turn must die. His militant, embodied host, With wishful looks we stand, And long to see that happy coast, And reach the heavenly land. 47 554 HYMN CCCCIV, CCCCV. FAITH. 404— S. M. Hymn 7, Pt. 2. B. 1. Faith. 1 "jHAITH! — 'tis a precious grace, -* Where'er it is bestow'd ; It boasts of a celestial birth, And is the gift of God. 2 .;esus it owns a King, An all-atoning Priest ; It claims no merit of its own, Bat finds it all in Christ. 3 To him it leads the soul, When fill'd with deep distress; Appropriates his precious blood, And trusts his righteousness. 4 Since 'tis thy work alone, And that divinely free ; Lord, send the spirit of thy Son To work this faith in me. 405— C. M. Hymn 7, Pt. 3. B. 1. Faith. 1 ]\/TlSTAKENsouls! thatdream of heav'n, -^-*- And make their empty boast Of inward joys, and sins forgiv'n, While they are slaves to lust. 2 Vain are our fancies, airy flights. If faith be cold and (lend : None, but a living pow'r, unites To Christ the living head. 3 'Tis faith, that changes all the heart; Tis faith, that works by love ; HYMN CCCCVI. 555 That bids all sinful joys depart, And lifts the thoughts above. 4 'Tis faith that conquers earth and hell By a celestial pow'r : This is the grace that shall prevail In the decisive hour. 5 Faith must obey her Father's will, As well as trust his grace ; A pard'ning God is jealous still For his own holiness. 6 When from the curse he sets us free, He makes our natures clean ; Nor would he send his Son to be The minister of sin. 7 His spirit purifies our frame, And seals our peace with God ; Jesus and his salvation came By water and by blood. 406— L. M. Hymn 23, Pt. 5. B. 1. Faith not meritorious. 1 "DY faith in Christ we're justified, -U Since 'tis by faith Christ is applied, But not for faith or any thing We either suffer, do or bring. 2 Faith is the hand, that Christ receives, And takes the treasures, which he gives; But faith no merit can possess : Christ is the Lord our Righteousness. 3 Jesus, our soul's delightful choice, In thee believing, we rejoice ; Thy promises our hearts revive, And keep our fainting faith alive. 556 HYMN CCCCVII, CCCCVIH. 5 Do thou the languid spark inflame, Reveal the glories of thy name ! Let thy imputed righteousness Be all our trust, our joy and peace. 407— C. M. Hymn 69. B. 2. The power of Faith. 1 T7AITH adds new charms to earthly bliss, -L And saves me from its snares ; Its aid in ev'ry duty brings, And softens all my cares : 2 Extinguishes the thirst of sin, And lights the sacred fire Of love to God and heav'nly things And feeds the pure desire. 3 The wounded conscience knows its pow'r, The healing balm to give; That balm the saddest heart can cheer, And make the dying live. 4 Wide it unveils celestial worlds, Where deathless pleasures reign ; And bids me seek my portion there, Nor bids me seek in vain. 408— lis. Hymn 130. Add. Steadfastness. 1 QTAND fast in the faith, 't is the mandate of £> God, Once utter'd in anguish, once written in blood ; From the cross of the Lord, from the throne in the sky, t was breathed overearth, it is utter'don high. HYMN CCCCIX. 557 2 Stand fast in the faith; bold apostles have died With the words on their lips, careless who might deride, Confessors and martyrs/ mid torture and flame, Have drunk in its accents, and welcomed the shame. 3 Stand fast in the faith, for the church of the Lord Hath inscribed on her banner the glorious word ; O'er all her bright cohorts, its glory display'd, And blazon'd on harness, and buckler, and blade. 4 Stand fast iu the faith, there are those at thy side Who can vanquish the foe in his ramparts of pride ; Be loyal, be valiant ; thy heart to inspire, Lo ! the chariots of God, and the horses of fire. 5 Stand fast in the faith ; though the conflict is hot, The field hath no strife where thy Captain is not ; His eye is upon thee,thouhear'stwhathesaith : " Ho ! quit you like men, and stand fast in the faith." 6 Stand fast in the faith ! though the faithless may flee, We will peril our#//,dear Redeemer, for thee ; We will stand in the conflict, assured that thine arm Shall shield ev'ry soldier from peril and harm. 409— L. M. Hymn 131. Add. Power of Faith. 1 ^nPTS by the faith of joys to come, J- We walk through deserts dark as night: 47* 558 HYMN CCCCX. Till we arrive at heaven, our home, Faith is our guide, and faith our light. 2 The want of sight she well supplies; She bids the pearly gates appear : Far into distant worlds she pries, And brings eternal glories near. 3 Cheerful we tread the desert through, While faith beholds a heavenly ray, Though lions roar, and tempests blow, And rocks and dangers fill the way. 4 So Abr'am, by divine command, Left his own home to walk with God ; His faith beheld the promised land, And fired his zeal along the road. 410— 7s. Hymn 143. Add. Onward. 1 ITT HEN we cannot see our way, ' » We should trust and still obey ; He who bids us forward go, Will instruct. the wav to know. 2 Though the sea be deep and wide, Though a passage seems denied — Fearless let us still proceed, Since the Lord vouchsafes to lead. 3 Though it seems the gloom of night, Though we trace no ray of light, Since the Lord himself is there, 'Tis not meet that we should fear. 4 Night, with him, is always bright, Where he is, there all is light; When be calls us, why delay? They arc happy, who obey. HYMN CCCCXI, CCCCXII. 559 5 Be it ours, then, while we 're here, Him to follow without fear ; Where he calls us, there to go, What he bids us, that to do. 41 1— L. M. Hymn 129. Add. Conformity to Christ. 1 TESUS, my Saviour, let me be J More perfectly conform'd to thee : Implant each grace, each sin dethrone, And form my temper like thine own. 2 Let the envenom'd heart and tongue, The hand outstretch'd to do me wrong, Excite no feelings in my breast, But such as Jesus once express'd. 3 To others let me always give What I from others would receive ; Good deeds for evil ones return, Nor when provoked, with anger burn. 4 This will proclaim how bright, how7 fair, The precepts of thy gospel are„ And God himself, the God of love, His own resemblance will approve. 412— L. M. Hymn 142. Add. Christian Consist en cy. 1 T7ATHER of spirits, grant that we J- May more and more resemble thee ; Daily from strength to strength proceed, Christians in name, and so in deed. 2 In our whole lives may we express The truth and energy of grace ; A lively faith, an humble fear, And be in truth what we appear. 560 HYMN CCCCXIII, CCCCXIV. 3 By our exact obedience show, What we to thy rich mercy owe ; And thus a bright example give, To teach the world how thev should live. J 4 Not tire, nor stop, but still press on, To finish well the course begun ; And then receive the great reward, For such, and only such prepared. 413— S. ML Hymn 157. Add. Confidence in God. 1 TTOW gentle God's commands, -LJ- How kind his precepts are, 11 Come, cast your burdens on the Lord, And trust his constant care." 2 While Providence supports, Let saints securely dwell ; That hand which bears all nature up, Shall guide his children well. 3 Why should this anxious load Press down your weary mind ! Haste to your heavenly Father's throne, And sweet refreshment find. 4 His goodness stands approved, Down to the present day; I'll drop my burden at his feet, And bear a song away. 414— C. M. Hymn 141. Add. True and false Zeal. 1 r/EAL is that pure and heavenly flame, 'A The lire of love supplies; While that which often hears the name, Is self in a disguise. HYMN CCCCXV. 561 2 While zeal for truth the Christian warms, He knows the worth of peace ; But self contends for names and forms, Its party to increase. 3 Zeal has attain'd its highest aim, Its end is satisfied, If sinners love the Saviour's name, Nor seeks it aught beside. 4 Self may its poor reward obtain, And be applauded here ; But zeal the best applause will gain When Jesus shall appear. 5 Dear Lord, the idol self dethrone, And from our hearts remove ; And let no zeal by us be shown, But that which springs from love. 415— C. M. Hymn 132. Add. Christian Activity. 1 "DISE from the dust, my drowsy soul, •*-*> Awake, awake, for God ; See, boundless floods of pleasure roll Around his blest abode. 2 Rouse up and seize the starry crown, Nor grovelling lie below ; Exertion leads to high renown, But sloth to endless wo. 3 Dangerous and steep is the ascent, To Zion's lofty hill : Nor can the soul that's negligent, Th' important task fulfil. 4 A thousand duties must be done, A thousand lusts destroy 'd ; 562 HYMN CCCCXVI. Th' immortal prize must first be won, Before it is enjoy'd. 5 Great God, my drooping powers revive, The love of sin subdue ; Short is the time I have to live, Yet so much work to do. 416— C. Bt Hymn 133. Add. Spiritual Sloth. 1 ]\TY drowsy powers, why sleep ye so? -L'-L Awake, my sluggish soul, Nothing has half thy work to do, Yet nothing's half so dull. 2 The little ants, for one poor grain, How they will toil and strive ! Yet we, who have a heaven to gain, How negligent we live! 3 We, for whose sake all nature stands, And stars their courses move; We, for whose guard the angel bands Come flying from above. 4 We, for whom God the Son came down, To labour for our good ; How careless to secure that crown He purchased with his blood! 5 Lord, shall we be indifTrent still, And never act our parts ? Spirit Divine, () come, and (ill, And purify our hearts. 6 Then shall our active spirits move, Upward our souls shall rise, With hands of faith and wings of love, We'll fly and take the prize. HYMN CCCCXV1I, CCCCXVIII. 563 417— L. M. Hymn 134. Add. Christian Race. 1 A WAKE our souls, away our fears, •£*■ Let every trembling thought be gone ; Awake, and run the heavenly race, And put a cheerful courage on. 2 True, 'tis a strait and thorny road, And mortal spirits tire and faint; But they forget the mighty God, Who feeds the strength of every saint. 3 O mighty God, thy matchless power Is ever new and ever young, And firm endures while endless years Their everlasting circles run. 4 From thee, the overflowing Spring, Believers drink a fresh supply: While such as trust their native strength, Shall melt away, and droop, and die. 5 Swift as an eagle cuts the air, O, may we mount to thine abode ; On wings of love to Jesus fly. Nor tire amidst the heavenly road. 418— C. M. Hymn 135. Add. Self-denial. 1 OTRAIT is the way — the door is strait, ^ Which leads to joys on high ; 'T is but a few that find the gate, While crowds mistake, and die. 2 Beloved self must be denied; The mind and will renew'd ; Passion suppress'd, and patience tried, And vain desires subdued. 5G4 HYMN CCCCXIX, CCCCXX. 3 The tongue — that most unruly power — Requires a strong restraint ; We must be watchful every hour, And pray, but never faint. 4 Lord, can a feeble, helpless worm Fulfil a task so hard I Thy grace must all the work perform, And give the free reward. 419— 7s 5s. Hymn 136. Add. The Armour. 1 TJEIRS of an immortal crown, -LJ- Heed not every foeman's frown, Tread the powers of darkness down, Through Jehovah's might : Though they oft in wrath arise, Like the tempest of the skies, He can fill them with surprise, From his heav'nly height. 2 Soldier, in the tented field Ply thy helmet, sword, and shield, Till the line of battle yield, And before thee ilee : In thine armour, fearless stand, Girded by Jehovah's hand, Till within the promised land, He shall set thee free. 420— S. M. Hymn 33, Tt. 2. B. 1. Death of Sin. 1 OHALL we go on to sin, ^ ' Becausq thy grace abounds? Or crucify the Lord again, And open nil his wounds | HYMN CCCCXXL 565 2 Forbid it, mighty God ! Nor let it e'er be said, That we, whose sins are crucified, Should raise them from the dead. 3 We shall be slaves no more, Since Christ hath made us free; Hath nail'd our tyrants to his cross, And bought our liberty. 421— L. M. Hymn 137. Add. Christian Warfare. 1 OTAND up, my soul, shake off thy fear, ^ And gird the gospel armour on ; March to the gates of endless joy, Where Jesus, thy great Captain's gone. 2 Hell and thy sins resist thy course, But vanquish'd are those threatening foes ; Thy Saviour nail'd them to the cross, And sung the triumph when he rose. 3 What though the prince of darkness rage, And waste the fury of his spite; Eternal chains confine him down To fiery deeps and endless night. 4 What though thy inward lusts rebel, 'T is but a struggling gasp for life ; The weapons of victorious grace Shall slay thy sins and end the strife. 5 Then let my soul march boldly on, Press forward to the heavenly gate ; There peace and joy eternal reign, And glitt'ring robes for conq'rors wait. 6 There shall I wear a starry crown, And triumph in almighty grace, While all the armies of the skies Join in my glorious Leader's praise. ■is 566 HYMN CCCCXXU, CCCCXXIII. 422— C. M. Hymn 138. Add. Watch and Pray. 1 A LAS ! what hourly dangers rise, -£*- What snares heset my way ! To heaven I fain would lift my eyes, And hourly watch and pray. 2 How oft my mournful thoughts complain, And melt in flowing tears ! Striving against my foes in vain, I sink amid my fears. 3 O gracious God, in whom I live, My feehle efforts aid ; Help me to watch, and pray, and strive, Nor let me be dismay'd. 4 Do thou increase my faith and hope, When fears and foes prevail : And bear my fainting spirit up, Or soon my strength will fail. 5 Oh, keep me in thy heavenly way, And bid the tempter flee ; And never, never let me stray From happiness and thee. 423— C. M. Hymn 93. B. 2. Illuming the Christian race. 1 A WAKE, my soul ! stretch every nerve, ^ And press with vigour on : A heav'nly race demands thy zeal, And an immortal crown. 2 'T is God's all-animating voice, That calls thee from on high : 'Tis his own hand presents the prize To thine aspiring eye, HYMN CCCCXX1V. 567 3 A cloud of witnesses around Hold thee in full survey ; Forget the steps already trod, And onward urge thy way. 4 Bless'd Saviour! introduc'd by thee, Have we our race begun : And, crown'd with vict'ry, at thy feet We lay our laurels down. 424— L. M. Hymn 92. B. 2. Warning against Slothfulness. 1 A ISRAEL, to thy tents repair; ^ Why thus secure on hostile ground 1 Thy Lord commands thee to beware, For many foes thy camp surround. 2 The trumpet gives a martial strain ; O Israel ! gird thee for the fight ; Arise, the combat to maintain ; Arise, and put thy foes to flight. 3 O ! sleep not thou as others do, Awrake, be vigilant, be brave ; The coward, and the sluggard too, Must wear the fetters of the slave. 4 A nobler lot is cast for thee, A crown awaits thee in the skies ! With such a hope shall Israel flee, And yield through weariness the prize I h No ! let a careless world repose, And slumber on through life's short day, While Israel to the conflict jroes, And bears the glorious prize away. A 568 HYMN CCCCXXY, CCCCXXVI. 425— C. M. Hymn 43, Pi. 2. B. 1. Th e Chr ist la n Soldier. M I a soldier of the Cross, A folio w'r of the Lamb I And shall I fear to own his cause, Or blush to speak his name ? 2 Must I be carried to the skies, On flow'ry beds of ease ; While others fought to win the prize, And sail'd thro' bloody seas l 3 Are there no foes for me to face ? Must I not stem the flood 1 Is this wild world a friend to grace, To help me on to God ? 4 Sure I must light, if I would reign : Be faithful to my Lord, And bear the toil, endure the pain, Supported by thy word. 5 Thy saints, in all this glorious war, Shall conquer tho' they die ; They see the triumph from afar, And seize it with their eye. 6 When that illustrious day shall rise, And all thy armies shine In robes of vict'ry thro' the skies, The glory shall be thine. 426— S. M. Hymn 91. B. 2. Watchfulness and Prayer, 1 ]\/TY soid, be on thy guard ; -L»J- Ten thousand iocs arise ; And hosts of sin an; pressing hard. To draw thee iroui the skies. t HYMN CCCCXXVII. 569 2 Oh, watch, and fight, and pray, The battle ne'er give o'er ; Renew it boldly every day, And help divine implore. 3 Ne'er think the vict'ry won, Nor once at ease sit down : Thy arduous work will not be done, Till thou hast got thy crown. 427— S. M. Hymn 140. Add. Watchfulness. 1 \J"E servants of the Lord, ■*■ Each in his office wait, Observant of his heavenly word, And watchful at his gate. 2 Let all yonr lamps be bright, And trim the golden flame ; Gird up your loins, as in his sight, For awful is his name. 3 Watch — 't is your Lord's command ; And while we speak, he's near; Mark the first signal of his hand, And ready all appear. 4 O happy servant he, In such a posture found, He shall his Lord with rapture see, And be with honour crown'd. 5 Christ shall the banquet spread, With his own bounteous hand, And raise that favoured servant's head Amidst th' angelic band. 48* 570 HYMN CCCCXXVILI, CCCCXXIX. 428— L. M. Hymn 32, Pt. 2. B. 1. Christian Consistency. 1 QO let our lips and lives express ^ The holy gospel we profess ; So let our works and virtues shine, To prove the doctrine all divine. 2 Thus shall we hest proclaim abroad, The honours of our Saviour God; When the salvation reigns within, And grace subdues the pow'r of sin. 3 Our flesh and sense must be denied, Passions and envy, lust and pride ; While justice, temp'rance, truth and love, Our inward piety approve. 4 Religion bears our spirits up, While we expect that blessed hope, The bright appearance of the Lord ; And faith stands leaning on his word. 429— L. M. Hymn 145. Add. Christian Ca u t ion . 1 TS it a thing of good report -L To squander life and time away 1 To cut the hours of duty short, While toys and follies waste the day. 2 Doth it become the Christian name, To venture near the tempter's door, To sort with men of evil frame, And yet presume to stand secure ? 3 Am 1 my own sufficient guard, While I expose my soul to shame 1 Can the short joys of sin reward The lasting blemish of my name? HYMN CCCCXXX. 57] 4 O, may it be my constant choice, To walk with men of grace below, Till I arrive where heavenly joys And never-fading honours grow. 430— C. M. Hymn 115. B. 2. Habitual Devotion. 1 1I7HILST thee I seek, protecting Power ! W Be my vain wishes still'd ; And may this consecrated hour With better hopes be fill'd. 2 Thy love the pow'r of thought bestow'd, To thee my thoughts would soar : Thy mercy o'er my life has flow'd : That mercy T adore. 3 In each event of life, how clear Thy ruling hand I see ! Each blessing to my soul most dear, Because conferral by thee. 4 In ev'ry joy that crowns my days, In ev'ry pain I bear, My heart shall find delight in praise, Or seek relief in pray'r. 5 When gladness wings my favour'd hour, Thy love my thoughts shall fill : Resign'd, when storms of sorrow low'r, My soul shall meet thy will. 6 My lifted eye, without a tear, The gath'ring storm shall see ; My steadfast heart shall know no fear ; That heart will rest on thee. 572 HYMN CCCCXXXI, CCCCXXXII. 431— C. M. Hymn 139. Add. Watch and Pray. 1 rPHE Saviour bids us watch and pray, J- Through life's brief fleeting hour, And gives the Spirit's quick'ning ray To those who seek its power. 2 The Saviour bids us watch and pray, Maintain a warrior's strife ; Help, Lord, to hear thy voice to-day ; Obedience is our life. 3 The Saviour bids us watch and pray, For soon the hour will come, That calls us from the earth away, To our eternal home. 4 O Saviour, we would watch and pray, And hear thy sacred voice ; And walk as thou hast mark'd the way, To heaven's eternal joys. 432— C. M. Hymn 52, Pt. 3. B. 1. Perseverance. 1 T3EJOICE, believer, in the Lord, ■" Who makes your cause his own ; The hope that's built upon his word Can ne'er be overthrown. 2 Tho' many foes beset your road, And feeble is your arm : Your life is hid with Christ in God, Beyond the reach of harm. 3 Weak as you are, you shall not faint, Or, fainting, shall not die; Jesus, the strength of ev'ry saint, Will aid you from on high. H. CCCCXXX1II, CCCCXXXIV. 573 4 As surely as lie overcame, And triumph'd once for you ; So surely, you, that love his name, Shall triumph in him too. 433— L. M. Hymn 33, Pt. 4. B. 1. Christ our Strength. 1 T ET me but hear my Saviour say, J-^ Strength shall be equal to thy day : Then I rejoice in deep distress, Leaning on all-sufficient grace. 2 I glory in infirmity, That Christ's own pow'r may rest on me; When I am weak, then am I strong, Grace is my shield and Christ my song. 3 I can do all things, or can bear All suff'rings, if my Lord be there ; Sweet pleasures mingle with the pains, While his left hand my head sustains. 4 But if the Lord be once withdrawn, And we attempt the work alone, When new temptations spring and rise, We find how great our weakness is. 434— C. M. Hymn 10, Pt. 6. B. 1 Submission. 1 OUBMISSIVE to thy will, my God, ^ I all to thee resign ; And bow before thy chast'ning rod — I mourn, but not repine. 2 Why should my foolish heart complain, When wisdom, truth, and love Direct the stroke, inflict the pain, And point to joys above. 574 HYMN CCCCXXXV. 3 How short are all my sufFrings here, How needful ev'ry cross ! Away, my unbelieving fear, Nor call my gain, my loss. 4 Then give, dear Lord, or take away, I'll bless tli v sacred name; My Jesus, yesterday, to-day, For ever is the same ! 435— C. M. Hymn 162. B. 2. Sickness sweetened. 1 TTTHEN languor and disease invade '» This trembling house of clay, 'T is sweet to look beyond my pains, And long to fly away. 2 Sweet to look inward, and attend The whispers of his love; Sweet to look upward to the place Where Jesus pleads above. 3 Sweet to look back, and see my name, In life's fair book set down ; Sweet to look forward, and behold Eternal joys my own. 4 Sweet to reflect, how grace divine, My sins on Jesus laid ; Sweet to remember, that his blood My debt of suffring paid. 5 Sweet in his righteousness to stand, Which saves from second death; Sweet t' experience, day by day, His Spirits quick'ning breath. 6 Sweet on his faithfulness to rest, Whose love can never end: HYMN CCCCXXXVI. 575 Sweet on his covenant ol grace, For all things to depend. 7 Sweet in the confidence of faith, To trust his firm decrees ; Sweet to lie passive in his hands, And know no will but his. 8 If such the sweetness of the streams, What must the fountain be, Where saints and angels draw their bliss Immediately from thee ? 436— C. M. Hymn 49, Pt. 3. B. 1. The will of God be done in providence. 1 T is the Lord — enthron'd in light, -*- Whose claims are all divine ; Who has an undisputed right To govern me and mine. 2 It is the Lord — should I distrust, Or contradict his will 1 Who cannot do but what is just, And must be righteous still. 3 It is the Lord — who gives me all My wealth, my friends, my ease; And of his bounties may recall Whatever part he please. 4 It is the Lord — who can sustain Beneath the heaviest load, P'rom whom assistance I obtain To tread the thorny road. 5 It is the Lord — whose matchless skill Can from afflictions raise Matter, eternity to fill With ever-growing praise. 576 HYMN CCCCXXXVII. 6 It is the Lord — my covenant God, Thrice blessed be his name ! Whose gracious promise, seal'd with blood, Must ever be the same. 7 His cov'nant will my soul defend, Should nature's self expire ; And the great Judge of all descend In awful flames of fire. 8 And can my soul, with hopes like these, Be sullen, or repine \ No, gracious God, take what thou please, I '11 cheerfully resign. 437_C. M. Hymn 114. B. 1. Praise for recovery from Sickness. 1 TVTY God, thy service well demands -L'J- The remnant of my days ; Why was this fleeting breath renew'd, But to renew thy praise I 2 Thine arms of everlasin^ love Did this weak frame sustain; When life was hov'ring o'er the grave, And nature sunk with pain. 3 Calmly I bow'd my fainting head On thy dear faithful breast ; Pleas'd to obey my Father's call To his eternal rest. 4 Into thy hands, my Saviour-God, Did I my soul resign ; In firm dependence on that truth, Which made salvation mine. 5 Back from the borders of the grave, At thy command J come : H. CCCCXXXVIII, CCCCXXXIX. 577 Nor will I urge a speedier flight, To my celestial home. 6 Where thou determin'st mine abode, There would I choose to be ; For in thy presence death is life, And earth is heav'n with thee. )— C. M. Hymn 129. B. 1. Funeral Hymn — Submission under bereaving providences. 1 T)EACE ! 't is the Lord Jehovah's hand -*- That blasts our joys in death ; Changes the visage once so dear, And gathers back the breath. 2 'T is he, the Potentate supreme, Of all the worlds above, Whose steady counsels wisely rule, Nor from their purpose move. 3 'Tis he, whose justice might demand Our souls a sacrifice ; Yet scatters with unwearied hand A thousand rich supplies. 4 Our cov'nant God and Father he, In Christ our bleeding Lord; Whose grace can heal the bursting heart With one reviving word. 5 Silent we own Jehovah's name, We kiss the scourging hand ; And yield our comforts and our life To thy supreme command. 439— P. M. Hymn 7, Pt. 4. B. 1. Unbelief rebuked. 1 TVEGONE, unbelief, -L* My Saviour is near; 4Q 578 HYMN CCCCXXXIX. And for my relief Will surely appear; By pray'r let me wrestle, and he will perform With Christ in the vessel, I smile at the storm. 2 Tho' dark be my way, Since he is my guide, 'Tis mine to obey, 'T is his to provide : Tho' cisterns be broken, and creatures all fail, The word, he has spoken, shall surely prevail. 3 His love, in time past, Forbids me to think He '11 leave me at last, In trouble to sink : Each sweet Ebenezer, I have in review, Confirms his good pleasure to help me quite through. 4 Determin'd to save, He watch'd o'er my path ; When, Satan's blind slave, I sported with death : And can he have taught me to trust in his name, And thus far have brought me, to put me to shame ? 5 Why should I complain Of want or distress, Temptation or pain I He told me no less : The heirs of salvation, I know from his word, Thro' much tribulation, must follow the Lord. 6 How bitter that cup No heart can conceive. Which he drank quite up, That sinners might live ! His way was much rougher, and darker than mine; Did Jesus thus suffer, and shall I repine? HYMN CCCCXL, CCCCXLI. 579 7 Since all, that I meet, Shall work for my good; The bitter is sweet, The med'cine is food ; Tho' painful at present, 'twill cease before long, And then! oh how pleasant the conqueror's song! 440— C. M. Hymn 49, Pt. 2. B. 1. Resignation to the will of God. 1 rpHRO' all the downward tracts of time, J- God's watchful eye surveys; O ! who so wise to choose our lot, Or regulate our ways ! 2 I cannot doubt his bounteous love, Unmeasurably kind ; To his unerring, gracious will, Be ev'ry wish resign'd. 3 Good when he gives, supremely good, Nor less when he denies ; Ev'n crosses from his sov'reign hand Are blessings in disguise. 4 Here perfect bliss can ne'er be found ; The honey's mix'd with gall; 'Midst changing scenes and dying friends, Be thou my all in all. 441— C. M. Hymn 116. B. 2. The devout request. 1 l^ATHER, whate'er of earthly bliss -*- Thy sov'reign will denies ; Accepted at thy throne of grace, Let this petition rise. 2 " Give me a calm, a thankful heart, From ev'ry murmur free : 580 HYMN CCCCXLII. The blessings of thy grace impart, And make me live to thee. 3 " Let the sweet hope that I am thine, My life and death attend ; Thy presence thro' my journey shine, And crown my journey's end." 442— 7s. Hymn 149. Add. Meditation. 1 CHRISTIAN, would'st thou know the joy ^ Pure religion can impart 1 Let her truths thy mind employ, Firmly fix thy roving heart — Till her radiance round thee shine, With an influence all divine. 2 Think, who fills a Father's throne ; How in righteousness he reigns ; What perfections he hath shown, And unchangeable remains : Countless worlds proclaim his power, And his glorious name adore. 3 Think of all that heavenly grace, Which in Christ, the Lord, appears, Till the vision of his face, A celestial glory wears; While the eye of faith may view Wonders still forever new. 4 Think upon that spirit pure, Who the love of God reveals; Shows the promise ever sure, And, within, his witness seals: Think upon his ballow'd name, Till his love thy soul inflame. HYMN CCCCXLIII. 581 5 God is holy, just and good, Thou art sinful, weak and vile ; Blessings by his hand bestow'd, Round thv habitation smile : These should charm thv heart to love, These should fix thy thoughts above. 6 Dost thou now in sadness mourn, And the tear of anguish shed 1 Child of hope, to God return; I?ift on high thy drooping head : Rays celestial round thee shine, Heaven and all its joys are thine. 443— L. M. Hymn 144. Add. Heavenly- Mindedness. 1 A THAT my grovelling thoughts could rise, ^5 And rest on things above the skies ; Where Christ, my Lord, in glory bright, Sits clothed in robes of heavenly light. 2 Why should my heart descend so low, To brood on earth, a world of wo, While heaven, where endless pleasures roll, Waits to entrance the new-born soul. 3 Sickly, and weak, and languid, I Now flutter, and attempt to fly ; But earth, and sense, and guilt combined Hang heavily upon my mind. 4 Saviour, let thine attractions be But felt in all their force by me, Then shall I mount on wings of love, And fix. and dwell "on things above." 49* 582 HYMN CCCCXLIV. 444— P. M. 7, 6. Hymn 108. B. 2. Breathing after Heaven. 1 TMSE, nay soul, and stretch thy wings, -" Thy better portion trace ; Rise from transitory things, Tow'rd lieav'n, thy native place. Sun, and moon, and stars decay — Time shall soon this earth remove ; Rise, my soul, and haste away To seats prepar'd above. 2 Rivers to the ocean run, Nor stay in all their course ; Fires ascending seek the sun, Both speed them to their source ; So a soul that's born of God, Pants to view his glorious face ; Upward tends to his abode, To rest in his embrace. 3 Fly me riches, fly me cares, While I that coast explore ; Flatt'ring world, with all thy snares, Solicit me no more. Pilgrims fix not bore their home, Strangers tarry but a night ; When the last dear morn is come, They'll rise to joyful light 4 Cease, ye pilgrims, erase to mourn, Press onward to the prize ; Soon the Saviour will return, Triumphant in the skies : There; we'll join the heaven!} train, Welcome to partake the bliss : Ply from sorrow and from pain, To realms of endless peace. HYMN CCCCXLV, CCCCXLVI. 583 445— P. M. ' Hymn 148. Add. Following Christ. 1 T OOK up to yonder world, J-^ See myriads round the throne! Each bears a golden harp, And wears a glorious crown : With zeal they strike the sacred lyre, And strive to raise their praises higher. 2 Believing in his name, They in his footsteps trod ; His righteousness their hope, Their only plea his blood ; Lo! now they reign with him above, Behold his face, and sing his love. 3 And shall we not aspire, Like them, our course to run 1 The crown if we would wear That crown must first be icon : Divinely taught, they show'd the way, First to believe, and then obey. 446— C. R M. Hymn 150. Add. Heavenly -Min dedness. 1 "\17TTH eyes of faith and wings of love, '' My soul would upward rise; And converse hold with things above, And all that heavenly influence prove, Which grace divine supplies. 2 But sin will oft my heart betray, And cares from morn till e'en Command my lab'ring thoughts away, And my affections far astray From happiness and heaven. 584 HYMN CCCCXLVIT. 3 Heaven is the portion of my soul, My treasure and my joy ; There's "naught on earth, from pole to pole," Where mountains rise or oceans roll, That should my heart employ. 4 Upward, still upward, let me soar, While in this vale of tears ; Till earthly cares and toils are o'er, And sin shall wound my heart no more — When heaven itself appears. 447— C. M. Hymn 151. Add. A Christian Life. 1 rpHRICE happy souls, who, born from heaven J- While yet they sojourn here, Do all their days with God begin, And spend them in his fear. 2 'Midst hourly cares, may love present Its incense to thy throne ; And while the world our hands employs, Our hearts be thine alone. 3 As sanctified to noblest ends Be each refreshment sought ; And by each various providence Some wise instruction brought. 4 When to laborious duties call'd, Or by temptations tried, We'll seek the shelter of tby wings, And in thy strength confide. 5 As different scenes of life arise, Our grateful hearts would be With thee, amidst tin4 social band — In solitude with thee. H. CCCCXLVIII, CCCCXLIX. 585 6 In solid, pure delights like these, Let all my days be past ; Nor shall I then impatient wish, Nor shall I fear the last. 448— L. M. Hymn 146. Add. Contentment. 1 T^OUNTAIN of blessing, ever blest, -*- Enriching all, of all possess'd ; By whom the whole creation's fed, Give me, each day, my daily bread. 2 To thee my very life I owe, From thee do all my comforts flow ; And ev'ry blessing which I need, Mast from thy bounteous hand proceed. 3 Great things are not what I desire, Nor dainty meat, nor rich attire ; Content with little would I be ; That little, Lord, must come from thee. 4 While wicked men, with all their store, Are ever grasping after more ; With Agur's wish I 'm satisfied, Nor grudge them all the world beside. 449— C. M. Hymn 152. Add. Justice and TLquity. 1 /^OME, let us search our ways and try ; ^ Have they been just and right? Is the great rule of equity Our practice and delight ? 2 What we would have our neighbour do, Have we done still the same ? And ne'er delay 'd to pay his due, Nor injured his good name \ I 586 HYMN CCCCL, CCCCLI. 3 In all we sell, in all we buy, Is justice our design ? Do we remember God is nigh, And fear the wrath divine 1 4 In vain we talk of Jesus' blood, And boast his name in vain, If we can slight the laws of God, And prove unjust to men. 450— C. M. Hymn 32, Pt. 1. B. 1. Gratitude. 1 TTOW can I sink with such a prop -M- As my eternal God, Who bears the earth's huge pillars up, And spreads the heav'ns abroad 1 2 How can I die while Jesus lives, Who rose and left the dead I Pardon and grace my soul receives, From mine exalted head. 3 All that I am, and all I have, Shall be for ever thine ! Whate'er my duty bids me give, My cheerful hands resign. 4 Yet if I might make some reserve, And duty did not call, I love my God with zeal so great, That I would give him all. 451— C. M. Hymn 147. Add. Ch risi ian Ch arity. 1 OR1), when our offerings we present J^ Before thy gracious throne, We but return what thou hast lent, And ejve thee of thine own. HYMN CCCCLII. 587 2 The power and willingness to give, Alike proceed from thee ; We still are debtors, since we live Only by thy decree. 3 Ourselves, our all, to thee we owe ; And if we come behind What others of their wealth bestow, Accept our willing mind. 4 O Lord, our contributions bless, For their appointed end; And crown with happiest success, The cause that we befriend. 452— S. M. Hymn 115. B. 1. Charity. 1 ^FHY bounties, gracious Lord, J- With gratitude we own : We bless thy providential grace, Which show'rs its blessings dowTn. 2 With joy the people bring Their off'rings round thy throne; With thankful souls behold we pay A tribute of thy own. 3 Accept this humble mite, Great Sov'reign Lord of all ; Nor let our num'rous mingling sins, The fragrant ointment spoil. 4 Let a Redeemer's blood Diffuse its virtues wide ; Hallow and cleanse our ev'ry gift, And all our follies hide. 5 O may this sacrifice To thee the Lord ascend, An odour of a sweet perfume, Presented by his hand. 588 HYMN CCCCLIII. 6 Well pleas'd, oar God shall view The products of his grace; And in a plentiful reward Fulfil his promises. 453— L. M. Hymn 116. B. 1. Charity. 1 TVHE gold and silver are the Lord's, J- And ev'ry blessing earth affords ; All come from his propitious hand, And must return at his command. 2 The blessings which I now enjoy, I must for Christ and souls employ ; For if I use them as my own, My Lord will soon call in his loan. 3 When I to him in want apply, He never does my suit deny ; And shall I then refuse to give, Since I so much from him receive 1 4 Shall Jesus leave the realms of day, And clothe himself in humble clay, Shall he become despis'd and poor, To make me rich for evermore ? 5 And shall I wickedly withhold, To give my silver and my gold 1 To aid a cause my soul approves, And save the sinners Jesus loves? 6 Expand my heart — incline me, Lord, To give the whole 1 can afford ; That, what thy bounty renders mine, I may with cheerful hands resign. HYMN CCCCL1V, CCCCLV. 589 454— L. M. Hymn 117. B. 1. Charity. 1 TT7HEN Jesus dwelt in mortal clay, ' * What were his wTorksfrom day to day, But miracles of pow'r and grace, That spread salvation thro' our race ? 2 Teach us, O Lord, to keep in view Thy pattern, and thy steps pursue ; Let alms bestow'd, let kindness done Be witness'd by each rolling sun. 3 That man may breathe, but never lives, Who much receives, but nothing gives, Whom none can love, whom none can thank ; Creation's blot, creation's blank : 4 But he, who marks, from day to day, In gen'rous acts, his radiant way, Treads the same path his Saviour trod, The path to glory and to God. 455— C. M. Hymn 118. B. 1. Charity. 1 TESUS, my Lord, how rich thy grace! v Thy bounties how complete ! How shall I count the matchless sum? How pay the mighty debt ] 2 High on a throne of radiant light Dost thou exalted shine ; What can my poverty bestow When all the worlds are thine 1 3 But thou hast brethren here below, The partners of thy grace ; And wilt confess their humble names Before thy Father's face. 50 590 HYMN CCCCLVI. 4 In them tliou mav'st be cloth' J and fed, And visited and cheer'd; And in their accents of distress, My Saviour's voice is heard. 5 Thy face, with rev'rence and with love, We in thy poor would see ; O let us rather be£ our bread Than keep it back from thee ! 456— L. M. Hymn 119. B. 1. Charity. 1 A WHAT stupendous mercy shines ^ Around the majesty of heav'n I Rebels he deigns to call his sons, Their souls renew'd, their sins forgiv'n. 2 Go, imitate the grace divine, The grace that blazes like a sun ; Hold forth your fair, tho' feeble light, Thro' all your lives let mercy run. 3 Upon your bounty's willing wings, Swift ily your gifts and charity; The hungry feed, the naked clothe, To pain and sickness health apply. 4 Pity the weeping widow's woe, And be her counsellor and stay ; Adopt the fatherless, and smooth To useful, happy life, his way. 5 Let age, with want and weakness bow'd, Your bowels of compassion move; Let e'en your enemies be bless'd, Their hatred recotnpens'd with love. 6 When all is done, renounce your deeds, Renounce self-righteousness with scorn ; Thus will you glorify your God, And thus the Christian name adorn. HYMN CCCCLVII, CCCCLVIII. 591 457— C. M. ' Hvnm 120. B. 1. Charity. 1 17ATHER of mercies, send thy grace, A All powerful, from above, To form, in our obedient souls, The image of thy love. 2 O may our sympathising breasts The generous pleasure know, Kindly to share in others' joy, And weep for others' woe ! 3 Not like the Levite and the Priest, Wbo saw, with hearts of stone, Their neighbour groaning in distress, And left him still alone. 4 When the most helpless sons of grief In sorrows low are laid ; Soft be our hearts, their pains to feel, And swift our hands to aid. 5 So Jesus look'd on dying man, When thron'd above the skies; And, 'midst th' embraces of his God, He felt compassion rise. 6 On wings of love the Saviour flew, To raise us from the ground ; And shed the richest of his blood, A balm for ev'ry wound. 458— C. M. Hvmn 121. B. 1. Charity. 1 IDLEST is the man whose heart expands *-* At melting pity's call ; And the rich blessings of whose hands Like heav'uly manna fall. 592 HYMN CCCCLIX. 2 Mercy, descending from above, In softest accents pleads ; O may each tender bosom move, When mercy intercedes ! 3 Be ours the bliss in wisdom's way To guide untutor'd youth ; And lead the mind, that went astray, To virtue and to truth. 4 Children our kind protection claim, And God will weil approve, When infants learn to lisp his name, And their Creator love. 5 Delightful work, young souls to win, And turn the rising race From the deceitful paths of sin, To seek redeeming grace. 6 Almighty God, thy influnce shed To aid this good design ; The honours of thy name be spread, And all thy glory shine. 459— P. M. Hymn 122. B. 1, Charity. 1 "IVTOW let our hearts conspire to raise -L ^ A cheerful anthem to his praise, Who reigns enthron'd above: Let music, sweet as incense, rise, With grateful odours, to the skies ; The work of joy and love. 2 How many children, Lord, we see In ignorance and misery. Unprincipled, untaught ! Shall they continue still to lie In ignorance and miserj ! \\V cannot bear the thought. HYMN CCCCLX, CCCCLXI. 593 3 We feel a sympathising heart ; Lord, 'tis a pleasure to impart, To thee thine own we give : Hear thou our cry, and pitying see ; O let these children live to thee ! O let these children live ! 460— C. M. Hymn. 117. B. 2. Retirement. 1 T?AR from the world, O Lord, I flee, J- From strife and tumult far ; From scenes where Satan wages still His most successful war. 2 The calm retreat, the silent shade, With pray'r and praise agree : And seem by thy sweet bounty made For those who follow thee. 3 Then, if thy Spirit touch the soul, And grace her mean abode, Oh, with what peace and joy and love, She there communes with God ! 4 There, like the nightingale, she pours Her solitary lays ; Nor asks a witness of her song, Nor thirsts for human praise. 461— CM. Hymn 118. B. 2. Evening Twilight. 1 T LOVE to steal awhile away -L From ev'ry cumb'ring care, And spend the hours of setting day, In humble, grateful pray'r. 2 I love in solitude to shed The penitential tear, 50* 594 HYMN CCCCLXII, CCCCLXITI. And all His promises to plead Where none but God can hear. 3 I love to think on mercies past, And future good implore, And all my cares and sorrows cast On Him whom I adore. 4 I love by faith to take a view Of brighter scenes in heav'n; The prospect doth my strength renew, While here by tempests driv'n. 5 Thus when life's toilsome day is o'er, May its departing ray Be calm as this impressive hour, And lead to endless day. 462— C. M. Hymn 106. B. 2. Passage through Life. 1 "Vl^E seek a rest beyond the skies, '* In everlasting day; Through floods and flames the passage lies, But Jesus guards the way. 2 The swelling Hood, and raging flame, Hear, and obey his word; Then let us triumph in his name, Our Saviour is the Lord. 463— P. M. 11. Hymn 107. B. 2. The Pilgrim of Zion. 1 QAD pilgrim of Zion, tho' chasten'd awhile, I ' Thro' this dark vale of tears, hope bids thee to smile ; Far spent is the night ; — see approaching the