namm / L FROM THE LIBRARY OF REV. LOUIS FITZGERALD BENSON, D. D. BEQUEATHED BY HIM TO THE LIBRARY OF PRINCETON THEOLOGICAL SEMINARY Section A E. R. ROBINSON, 410 RIVER ST., TROY, N. Y. 250. HYMNAL. Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs, Selected and Designed for the Use of the Church Universal. 360 pp. 16mo. calf, Boston, 1802. Bind- ing worn, crisp inside. $12.50 Early American hymnal issued for the Middle-Street Meeting-House, Bos- ton. Has the book-plate of William Emer- son (father of Ralph Waldo Emerson) and the signatures of M. Murray and Charles Lowell (father of James Rus- sell Lowell). I V PSALMS, H "' M AY 361936^ N SPIRITUAL SOi K SELECTED and ORIGINAI DESIGNED TOR THE USE OF THE CHURCH UNIVERSAL, In Public and Private Devotion, Glory to God in the Hlghelr, and on Earth Peace and Good Wll» towards Men.— The Song of Angels. One Song employs all Nations, and all cry, Worthy the Lamb, for he was flain for us.— Cowper, > i DEDICATION. The V O L U M E of this BOOK IKSCRIBETH PEACE, GOODWILL, SALVATION, A N *> GLAD TIDINGS, GREAT JOY, v » t o ALL PEOPLE, .1 PRE FA C E. 1 HE Firji Univerfal Church, in Rofton, Common* zvealth of Maflachufetts, attendant on the mini/try of their refpecled Elder, M?\]on nMurray, having taken into fcrious confederation, the impracticability of adapting James a W John Relly's Hymns, to ail the purpofes of facial worjhip -, and conceiving, that valuable additions might he made, from the writings of many eminent pen- men, of ahnofi every perfuafion in the Chriflan world, were pleafed, to appoint a committee, for tke revifion of Rellys' Hymns, and the feleclion vf other compofiticii. Any apologetical obfervations, refpetfing the far greater part of the prefent alterations and additions, are deemed unneceffary. — The Society, at very full meetings, have al- ready heard, and, previous to impreffton, generally appro- bated, a majority of the fubfequent Pfalms^ Hymns and Spiritual Songs ofFraife, The remaining compilation, felecJed and original^ which a variety of circumflances, hindered the committee, from jubmitting, to their Elders and Brethren, be fore- publication, they commend, to that amiable fpirii of can- dour, vjhichprepareth a mantle of charity, for the un'm- tentional errors of fellow men.,. The committee, at the fame moment, that they acknowl- edge with pleofure^ their great fatisfaclion, in finding fa many excellent competitions, replete with praife to our common Lord and Saviour, mojl fencer ely regret, that the limits ajfigned to the volume, and the order of arrange- ment, precluded a /I ill more copious feleclion from Addifon, Bentley, Beddome, Cennick, Cowper, Doddridge, Francis, Fawcett, Gibbons, Glaffe, Hart, Ken, Wewton, Needham, Peacock, Robinfon,. Stermet^ 12. PREFACE/ Straphan, Toplady, Turner, Watts, Wefley, Whit- field, Sec. &c. whofe original works ana collections, contain a rich abundance of go/pel hymns, meriting to be* had in remembrance of all thofe, who have tafted that the Lord is gracious. 7/ is alfo, but candid to remark, that the general Bap- tift Collection, Epifcopal Pfalter, Chriftian Songs by J. GlafTe and others, Knapp's Pfalmody, Madan's Collection, Hymns, by L. H. C . Howard's Collection, &c. &c. are by no means deficient, in folemn tejiimonies, tfato the Truth as it is in Jefus, although momentary clouds, ol rare the pillar of celeflialfire, and at times, flretch the ihadows of evening, around the day jgfChrift. As the arrangement of the prefent hymn book, materi- ally differs from any other, it may not be amifs, to detail thofe reafons, which influenced the committee, to adopt the following mode. Independent cf a beautiful collection ly John Rip- pon, A.M. London, few collectors or compofers have aimed at jyjlem — Watts, Whitfield and Wefley, are deficient in this particular. — Rippon's Selections, Ori- ginals, and method, in our opinion, form the bejl Hymn Book ever publifhed : Neverthelefs, a humble hope was indulged, that deviation might be admitted of, from the order he has obferved, without incurring the imputation ef predetermined fingularity. The attributes and perfections of Deity, which are placed at the beginning of Rippon, the committee felt themfelves nccejfitated, rather, reverentially to adore, than fyfiematically to unfold, For who can find out the Al- mighty unto perfection P Hymns of general praife, gratefully commemorating Creation, Providence, Redemption and Salvation, open PREFACE. the ivork before us, and form the outlines of a progrejjht plan, to be gradually filled up,oy frequent recurrence t» the inejlimable treafures of divine infpiration. The fcriptures patriarchal, legal, prophetic and evan- gelical, are tho/e that teftify of Jefus : 7/ is from them that we derive our knowledge of events, on which Crea- tion and Providence are ft lent. They teach, the doclrines of the Fall, and the Rejloration : They develope the e~ ternal purpofe of diflinguijhing love ; and we truji, that they are juftly characterized, in tho/e hymns, which delineate the grand deftgn of the volume of the book, as it is written. The Fathers, the Law, and the Prophets, in order of time, precede the advent of Shiloh. — Abraham's re- joicing, the fhadow of good things to come, and the teflimony of Jefus, which is the foul of Prophecy, are therefore treated of, antecedent to the coming of Meffiah. The Incarnation, Birth, Life], Humiliation, Suffer- ings, Death, Refurreclion, Afcenfion, Exaltation, Inter- cejfion, and Glorious Second Appearing of the Saviour God, are connedled together, as links of the golden chain of di- vine love : — In truth, they are only various rounds of that ladder, which the Patriarch beheld in vifton : Its top is in heaven : Its foot rejleth on the earth. The new Teflament characlers, names and offices of Immanuel, are prefented to contemplation, at the ckfe of that glorious moment, which winds up for eternity r inaf- much, as the bleffed in Chrift Jefus with all fpiritual bleffings will forever contemplate the beauties of the Lord their God, in new and delightful dif cover ies, more fully revealed from one difpenfation of fulnefs, even unto another, amid the ages that are yet to come. The Atonement by, Redemption in, and Salvation of the Lord, occupy the next, and mo ft diflinguljhedpiac^ as Worthy of the loft andhigheji attention. PREFACE, Love, the love of God, on which, mercy is built up for a thoufand generations, the efficient caufe of every good and perfect gift, is celebrated in thofe hymns*, which immediately follow. Hope, Faith, Prayer and Praife, with a few mifcel- laneous hymns, adapted to particular occafions, conclude the book. Should it be objecled, that Immortality fwalhiveth up Hope, in fruition, that Eternity crowns Faith with cloud- lefs vifion, neverthelefs, the committee modejily conceive, that thefe hymns are placed with jome propriety, where theyjland. as no man's love, hope or faith exceedeih his degree of knowledge ; and all the preceding hymns may jujlly be confidered, as wheels within wheels of light, re- volving onward to the perfect day. — The more in- timately, men are acquainted with the marvellous works of the right hand of the mod High, the more ardent will be their love unto him who firft loved them : the more firmly eftablijhed, their hope of eternal life, which he hath promifed, who cannot lie : and the Jlronger their faith, without which, it is impoflible to pleafe God. Abftain, faith the Apo/ile, from the appearance of evil. Deception of the flight ejl kind, is abomination. That the reader may not be mifled, a table is added of thofe hymns in Relly, which were either altered or divided. All r other hymns, the committee prof efs to have had Printed verbatim, from the mofl accurate copies they could obtain, nor have they mutilated a ftngle word, with- cut acknowledgment, excepting, that they have prefixed Jcriptural titles, to a number of hymns, which either had.. PREFACE. no titles at all, or elfe were pofited, under improper heads , in other editions. The Biblical paffages referred to, at the top of the hymns, are in them/elves an invaluable treafure. It is refpeclfully intimated, that parents would do well y to invigorate the tender minds of their offsprings with a due portion of this celejlial food, whilft the mouths of babes and fucklings are perfecting praife, from thofe hymns which they may have committed to memory. The bojom that is early fraught, with the counfels ofwifdom > able to make wife unto falvation, is alone furnijhed with the only true means, whereby ripened manhood, ma- turer years, or declining age, can combat the winds of poverty, the rain of affliction, and the power of death, J large, refpediAble, and generous fubfcription, filled up much fooner than was gxpecled, merlteth the acknowledg- ments of gratitude. The committee alfo afk permiffton y very cordially to thank their brethren of various denominations, for the friendly promptitude which marked their kind conducl, in the loan of many fcarce and valuable colleclions, which have been greatly ferviceable. After all, it is poffible, that the committee may have erred, 'the judgment of man is extremely fallacious. This confolation, however, abideth, thai the Angelic fong of GLORY to GOD U the HIGHEST, and PEACE upon EARTH, has been their invariable directory, GEORGE RICHARDS, 1 n OLIVER W, LANE, \ Lommtte '* Bofton, October, 1792, , \ CATALOGUE of Authors and Col- lections. ADDISON Bent. Coll. .Bcddome Bap. Gen. Coll. Cennick Cowper Doddridge Epifcopal Pfal. Francis Fa w celt Gibbons Glaffe Hart Howard's Coll. Kenn K . Knapp's Pfal. L. H. C-. Lane I. Maddan'sColl. Murray J. N Need ham Newton Original Peacock Relly John Relly James Rippon's Coll. Robinfon Stennett I. Stennett S. Straphaa Toplady Toplady's Coll. Turner Watts' Pfa. Hymns Lvr. M— . Winchef. iColl. 2C0II. W . Whitfield'sColl. -~»a*»-*»33E TABLE of Divisions and Altera- tions in Relly. Hymns divided into Parts, forming Nezo Hymns. THE i, ix, xix, xii, xlv, lvi, lviii, and lx of James Relly' s s and the ii of John Relly's. Hymns having one, or more vtrfes omitted,* The iv, xii, xxvi, xxvii, xxviii, xlv, xlvi, xlviii- li, lix, Ixi of James Kelly's ; and xiv, xxvii of John Kelly's. Hymns having one, or more words, or lines altered A The iv, ix, xii, xvi, xxxiii, xlv. lviii, lxvii, of James Kelly's ; and the i, ii, xxii, of John Relly's. * The omiflions, in general, were founded upon the frequent re- petition of the fame fentimeot. \ The. alterations aie few 5 they principally conf.ir in the exchange or'fome very b;>tjh word s, for rhofe of & nti'der implication j as, (urjtd ivbod, curjed tree, &c iot fatal wood, f awful tree, cVc. TABLE of Particular Metres and Tunes. HYMNS compofed in the fame metre, as Relly's, Come ye Lovers of the Lamb. Suited to West Boston and Middleton. NUMBER iv, xxx, xxxii, xlvi, xci, xciv, c, ex, cxvii, exxvi, exxxvii, clvii, clxv > clxxi, clxxiii 3 cixxiv, exevi, ecliv, eclxxix, cexe, ccxevi. HYMNS compofed in the fame metre as Relly's, O Love what a jecret to mortals thou art. Suited to the tune of Moravia. NUMBER xxxi, xli, lvii, eclxviii. HYMNS compofed in the fame metre as Relly's, Eternal Excellence. Suited to Amherst, Bethesda, Columbia, Ju- bilee and Lenox. NUMBER x, xxxvi, liii, Ixi, cii, clviii, ccxxiii 3 ccxxix, ccxxxv, ccxxxvii, ccxli, cclvi, eclxix, ccciii. HYMNS compofed in the fame metre as Rippon's, The Bible is jujlly ejleemed. Suited to the tune of Savannah. NUMBER xi, celvxviv, ccci. HYMNS compofed in the fame metre as Relly's, Hail Jefus^ perfeR God and man. Suited txT Northborough or Hull. NUMBER xlvii, lxxxiii, cix, cxi, cxii, cxiii, cxiv, exxv, exxvii, cxl, cxliv, cciv, ccv, ccxxxi, ccxxxix, cclii, cclix, eclxi, eclxxxiii, eclxxxvii, cccii. HYMNS compofed in the fame metre as Relly's, Sing the triumphs of your Conq'ring. Suited to Conquest or Littleton. NUMBER xxiii, xlv, clxxxix, exci, exev, ccxeii, ccexvi. (£f= Some of the above are with Hallelujahs : others t§ be fung without, TABLE, &c. HYMNS compofed in the fame metre as Rell/s, The Fiflory's Won. Suited to the tune of Madrid. NUMBER xliii, clxxxvii, cclxxxvi, ccc. cccvi. HYMNS compofed in the fame metre as Re]Iy'$> What dazzling glories Jlrihe mine eye, Suited to St. Helens, America, and Sinai. NUMBER ccxxxiii, ccxxxiv, ccxlii. HYMNS compofed in the fame metre as Relly's, Canaan promised is before. Suited to Mendom and Burlington, NUMBER lxxviii, lxxxiv, cxlviii, cli, clxix, > ccxxx, ccxxxviii, ccxcix, cccviii. HYMN Relly's, All is hujby the battles o'er. Suited to the tune of Jerusalem. NUMBER clxi. HYMNS compofed in the fame metre as Knapp's, c Ih y Eternal fpeaks : All Heaven attends. To the tune of Redemption. NUMBER exc, cexxv. HYMNS clxxxviii, exciii, cccx, Tunea un- certain. INDEX INDEX Of Contents, Page, Metre, Verses, thors or Collections. Ab-- Page Metre Verfes Authors fall 15 L.M. 3 Watts 18 L.M. 19 L.M. 20 L.M. 70 CM. 71 L.M. ^115 L.M. anj P.M. 139 L.M. * 140 P.M. tf 141 L.M. a 141 P.M. a 142 L.M. a 143 P. M- a 144 P. M. ^151 S.M. a 162 P.M. a 163 L.M- #164 L.M. *i$4 S.M. CM. P. M. azio L.M. BRUISED * 31 S.M. Bruif. of Serp. a 32 P.M. Baptifm a 94 S.M. Baptizer a 166 S.M. BleiTed, in a 166 L.M. Bridegroom a i6y L.M. Brother * 267 L.M. Builder #190 P.M. fcf Thofe Hymns marked with (a) have immediate in- ference to the SAVIOUR of the WORLD. mme0l * te l ^ b ANGELS, Adam Abel's blood Abraham Aaron Achor's Vale Agony Afcenfion, of a Advocate All in All Alpha Amen Adoption, in Atonement, of a 208 a 209 Verfes 3 5 5 3 6 3 10 5 7 i 6 5 4 4 6 5 7 3 3 9 6 4 3 5 7 5 3 3 6 2 4 Original Watts Original Reify Original Epif. PfaJ, RelJy Wefley Whitfield Watts We% Rippon Original Murray Original * * -— — Relly Watts Toplady Stennett Relly Fawcett Original Reliy INDEX CREATION af i » ■ Adam's 1 3 Cloud, and Pillar 24 Church, in Confolation Comforter Corner Stone Counfellor Chrift Circumcifion Condefcenfion Crucified Crofs 34 35 35 36 37 72 92 a 103 # 121 a 121 " 123 : J, J- 19 20 20 21 21 73 JVIelchizedeck j a Shew -Bread Sam (on Year, Sabbatic Tree Tppftone es 24 28 29 75 66 76 77 L.M. L.M L.M. CM- L.M. L.M. CM. P.M- L.M. L.M. CM. P. M. P.M. L.M. L.M. CM. L.M. S.M. CM. P.M. L.M. L.M. S.M. Watts Original Watts Original Watts \ *7 Original Gen. 15; p. Original Reily "Watts Original I N D E X, Pages Word a 207 Worniip,atthe"|^^ 48 Opening of T J> \Vor(niD,atthe7^ 25 ° J.725I Wedding a 256 Y£AR,Sabbatic£ 27 Year, new a 258 ZEAL a 68 Metre Verfes Author* Relly Murray Relly Whitfield Relly CM. P.M. L.M. L.M. P.M. CM. P.M. CM. S.M. P.M. Rippon 7 Relly " 3 R obi nib n CM. 3 Original GENERAL HEADS. F*om Pate to Page CREATION, PROVIDENCE, &c. i— 5 Of SCRIPTURE. Leg, Proph.Evang. 5— 12 TheCREATION,FALL,RECOVERY,&c.i 3 — 17 Patriarchal TYPES and PROPHECIES, 18— 23 The SHADOW S of the LAW, 24— 29 ATTRIBUTES, NAMES. &c. of CHRIST 30— 69 Particular TYPES and PROPHECIES, 70— 78 The INCARNATION of the SAVIOUR 79— 84 His NATIVITY 84— OI .— LIFE 02 — 10* . HUMILIATION 103—109 SUFFERINGS in— 119 DEATH 120-128 RESURRECTION 129-138 ASCENSION I39-M5 EXALTATION 146-151 INTERCESSION 151—155 GLORIOUS APPEARING 155—162 ATTRIBUTES and NAMESof CHRIST 162-208 The ATONEMENT 208— 21 1 REDEMPTION 211—217 . SALVATION 217—222 Of LOVE 222—228 —HOPE 228—233 —FAITH 233—238 -PRAYER 239-343 — PRAISE 244—247 HYMNS for panic. PARTS of WORSHIP 248—253 MISCELLANEOUS HYMNS 254—261 HYMNS for the LORD'S SUPPER 262— 26^ PSALMS, HYMNS, AND SPIRITUAL SONGS HYMNI. L. M. Original. Introductory to the Work, A&s xvi't. 26. MaL \\. 10. Rom. v. iS. 1 rT^HOUGH various names, O Lord, divide J The difPring tribes cf Adam's race ; Yet all to him, to thee allied, Arefons of wrath, and heirs of grace, 2 One law of death condemns the whole, The eaft, the weft, the fouth, the north : And one free gift gives life to all , The prefent, future, pa ft of earth. 3 From one, all nations^ kindreds fprung : 1 To one they tend ; that one art Thou . Then be thy praife in concert fung, By all thine offspring, here below" Creation, Providence, Redemption. and Salvation, celebrated in Songs o£ Praise. HYMN II. L. M. Original, Praife for Creation. Rev. iv. 11. Colcff. i. 16. Rom. xi. 36. T "\A7^ HiLST ElderS fa]1 bcf0re th y thFOne ' ^ \ V Therainbow'd throne whofe bafe is Jove ;, To man, they make thy pleafure known, The caufe of life below, above. B, 2 HYMNS. 2 Thou Lord, art worthy, loud they cry, Of glory, honour, pow'r divine : For all in earth, and all on high, Were made by thee ; and all are thine : 3 Hence, Angels, Spirits, Elders fing Hofannas, in one choral {train. The Heav'ns they hymn th* Eternal King: And Earth repeats Amen, Amen. HYMN lit L. M. Rippon's ColL Praife for Providence. Mat. v. 45. A£l% xiv. 17. P/a. cxlv. 16. 1 /TYHY ways, O Lord, with wife deilgn, JL Are fram'd upon thy thrcne above. And ev'ry dark or bending line, Meets in the centre of thy love. 2 With feeble light, and half obfeure, Poor mortals thy arrangements view, Not knowing that the leaft are lure, And the. myfterious jufl: and. true. 3 Thy flock, thy own peculiar care, Tho' now they feem to roam uney'd, Art led or driven only where, They beft and fafeft may abide. 4 They neither know, nor trace the way. But trufting to thy piercing Eye ; None of their feet to ruin firay, Nor (hall the weakeft fail or die. 5 My favor'd foul (hall meekly learw, To lay her reafon at thy throne ; Too weak thy fecrets to difcern, I'll trull thee for my guide alone. H Y M N s. HYMN IV. P. M. Rippon's Coll Praife for Redemption. Lute, i. 63. i Pet. i. 18, 19. Pfa. cxxx. 7. •j T^TOW begin the heav'nly theme, J\\ Sing aloud in Jefu's Name : Ye who his falv2tion prove, Triumph in redeeming love. -2 Ye, who fee the Father's grace Beaming in the Saviour's face, As to Canaan on ye move, Praife and blefs redeeming love. 3 Mourning fouls, dry up your tears ? Banifhall your guilty fears ; See your guih and curfe remove., Cancell'd by redeeming love. 4 Ye, alas ! who long have been Willing flaves of death and fin, Now from biifs no longer rove. Stop and tafte redeeming love. 5 Welcome all, by Cm opprefr, Welcome to his facred reft ; Nothing brought him from above 5 Nothing but redeeming love, 6 When his fpirit leads us honie^ When we to his glory come, We fhall all the fulnefs prove, Of our Lord's redeeming love. * 7 Hefubdu'd th' infernal pow'rs, Thofe tremendous foes of ours, From their curled empire drove ; Mighty in redeeming love. 4 HYMNS. 8 Hither, then, your mufick bring, Strike aloud each cheerful firing, Mortals join the hofts above, Join to praife redeeming love. HYMNV, P. M. John Relly, Praife for Salvation. John lit. 17. xii. 47. ^ Tim. 1, 9. DME ye lovers of the Lamb, ■c Praife the great almighty name ; To your God your fongs begin, To the Lamb your bleeding King. 2 Jefus, thee we honours give ; Live Almighty Jefus, live ; "Thou haft penn'd our fongs with blood, Thee we hail, incarnate Go^i. 3 We were laden once with fin, But the~Lamb hath made us clean ; We, who once in darknefs lay, Now behold eternal day. 4 Strangers once and far from God, Now brought home by Jefu's blood, Shining in our wedding drefs, In the Lord, our righteoufnefs. 5 Poor, and low, we once did lie. Full of wants, and fore opprefs'd ; Jefus now hath rais'd us high, All our grievances redrefs'd. 6 Deeply finking once in hell, Without hope, and without God ; Now our tongues C3n greatly tell, We are fav'd by Jefu's blood. H Y M N S. 7 Freely we are fav'd ky grace, Heart and hand we this embrace ; This below, fills ev'ry tongue, This above, is all the fong. 8 Praifes frill to Chrift we fing, Chrift our Prophet, Prieft, and King ; Living waters in us flow, Glory is begun below. HYMN VI. L. M. Watt's Pfalm 117. Univerfal Praife, Pfa.\xv\. 4. "Rev. v. 13. i TJ>ROM all that dwell below the fides JJ Let the Creator's praife arife : .Let the Redeemer's name be fung Through ev'ry land, by ev'ry tongue. 2 Eternal are thy mercies, Lord ; Eternal truth attends thy word : Thy praife fliall found from fhore to fhore, Till funs fhall rife and fet no mere. The Scriptures, Legal, Prophetic, and Evangelical, collectively teftify of the Saviour. H Y M N VII. C. M. Steele:! The Excellence of Scripture. 2 Tim. iii. 16. Kent. xv. 4. i TT^ATKiT-Rof mercies, in thy word JP What endiefs glory fhines ! tor ever be thy name ador'd For thefe ceiefttal lines. B2 6 HYMNS. 2 Here, may the wretched Tons of want Exhauftlefs riches find ; Riches, above what earth can grant, And lafling as the mind. 3 Here, the fair tree of knowledge grows, And yields a free repaft, Sublimer fweets than nature knows Invite the longing tafte. 4 Here, the Redeemer's welcome voice, Spreads heav'nly peace around ; And life, and everlafting joys Attend the blifsful found. 5 O may thefe heav'nly pages be My ever dear delight ; And mil new beauties may I fee, And ftill increafing light. 6 Divine inftruclor, gracious Lc Be thou for ever near ; Teach me to love thy facred word, And view my Saviour there. HYMN VIII. C. M. Rippon's Coll. All Scripture Precious. J&bn v. 39. Lakt *xiv. 45. 1 TTOV/ precious is the book divine* By infpiration giv'n ! Bright as a lamp, its doctrines mine To guide our fouls to heav'n. b 1 It fweetly cheers our drooping hearts In this dark vale of tenrs ; Life, light, and joy, it ftill imparts, . And quells our fifing fears. HYMNS. 3 This lamp, thro' all the tedious night Of life, (hall guide our way, Till we behold the clearer light, Of an eternal day. HYMN IX. L. M. Rippon's Coli, The Moral Law our Schoolmalter. Gal. iii. 24. iii. 10. iii. 13. r TTTERE, Lord, my foul convicted ftands. Of breaking all thy ten commands : .And on mejuftly might'ft thou pour Thy wrath, in one eternal fhow'r. 2 But thanks to God, its loud alarms Have warn'd me of approaching harms : And now O Lord, my wants I fee, Loft and undone I come to thee. 3 I fee my fig-leaf righteoufnefs, Can ne'er thy broken law redrefs : Yet in thy gofpel plan I fee There's hopes of pardon e'en for me, 4 Here I behold thy wonders, Lord, y How Chrift, hath to thy law reftor'd Thofe honors on lb' atoning day, Which guilty finners took away. 5 Amazing wifdom, pow'r and love, Difplay'd to rebels from above ! Do thou, O Lord, my faith increafe, To love and truft thy plan of grace. HYMN X. P. M. Cowper. The Ceremonial Law points to Chrift. Heb. x. i.ix. 9. Cohjf. ii. 17. ISRAEL in ancient day| Not only had a view * HYMNS, Of Sinai in a blaze, But learn'd the gofpel too : The types and figures were a glafs, In which they faw the Saviour's face. 2 The Pafchal facrifice, And blood-befprinkled door, Seen with enlighten'd eyes, And once apply'd with pow'r, Would teach the need of other blood, To reconcile an angry God. 3 The lamb, the dove, fet forth His perfecl innocence, Whofe blood of matchiefs worth, Should be the foul's defence \ For he who can for fin atone, Muft have no failings of his own. 4 The fcape goat on his head The people's trefpafs bore, And to the defert led, Was to be feen no more : In him our furety feem'd to lay, " Behold I bear your fins away." 5 Dipt in his fellow's blood, The living bird went free ; The type well underfrood, Exprefs'd the finner's plea ; Defcrib'd a guilty foul enlarg'd, And by a Saviour's death difcharg'd* 6 Jefus, I love to trace Throughout the facred page ; The foottfeps of thy grace, The fame in ev'ry age ! O grant that I may faithful be To clearer light, vouchfaf'd to nic. HYMNS." *> H Y M N XL P.TVf. K Prophecy the Teftimony of Jefus. Rev. xix. 10. 2 Pet. i. to, 21. 1 rpiHE Bible is juftly efteem'd The glory fupreme of the land, Which (hows how a finner's redeem'd, And brought to Jehovah's right hand. With pleafure we freely confefs The Bible all books does outihine, But Jefus, his perfon and grace, Affords it that luftre divine. 2 In ev'ry prophetical book Where God his decrees hath unfeal'd, With joy we behold as we look, The wonderful faviour reveal'd : His glories project to the eye, And prove it was not his defign, Thole glories concealed mould lie, But there in full majefty mine. 3 The firfl gracious promife to man, A blefled prediction appears, His work is the foul of the plan, And gives it the glory it wears. How cheering the truth muft have been, That Jefus, the promifed feed, Should triumph o'er fatan and fin, And hell in captivity lead 1 4 The Ancient Levitical Law Was prophecy after its kind, In types there the faithful forefaw The Saviour that ranfom'd mankind. The altar, the lamb, and the prieft, The blood, that was fprinkled of old, Had life when the people could tafte, The bleflings thofe ihadows foretold. io H Y M N S. 5 Review each prophet \a\fong Which fhine in prediction's rich train, The fweeteft to Jefus belong, And point out his fuff'rings and reign : Sure David his harp never ftrung, With more of true facred delight, Than when of the Saviour he fung, And he was reveal'd to his fight. 6 May Jefus more precious become — • His word be a lamp to our feet, While we in this wildernefs roam, 'Till brought in his prefence to meet : Then, then will we gaze on thy face, Our prophet, our Pritft and our King ; Recount all thy wonders of grace, Thypraifes eternally iing. HYMN XU. C. M. Stennett. The Glorious Gofpcl of the BleflTed God. i Cor. xv. I, 3. Rem iv. 25. i \*X THAT wifdom, majefty and grace W Thro' all the gofpel thine ! 'Tis God that fpeaks, and we confefs The doctrine moil divine. 2 Down from his fhrry throne on high, Th' almighty Saviour comes ; Lavs his bright robes of glory by, And feeble fiefh afiumes. 3 The mighty debt that Tinners ow'd, Upon the crofs he pays : Then thro' the clouds afcends to God, 'Mtdit fhouts of loftieft praife. HYMNS. *r 4 There he our great High Prieft appears Before his Father's throne j Mingles his merits with our tears, And pours faivation down. 5. Great God, with rev'rence we adore Thy juftice and thy grace: And on thy faithfulnefs and pow'r Our firm dspendance place. HYMN XIII. C. M. Gibbons. The Gofpel worthy of all Acceptance, 1 Tim. i. 15. Matt. xx. 28. ESUS, th' 'eternal Son of God 3 : ■J Whom Seraphim obey, The bofom of the Father leaves 5 And enters human clay : 2 Into our fmful world he comes The mefienger of grace, And on the bloody tree expires A victim in our place. 3 TranfgrelTors of tbedeepeft ftain In him faivation find : His blood removes the fouleft guiii, His fpirit heals the mmd. 4 Our jefus faves from fin and hell, His words are true and fure, And on this rock, our faith may reft Immoveably fecure. 5 O let thefe tidings be receiv'd With univerfal joy, And let the high angelic praife Our tuneful pow'rs' employ I. 12 HYMNS. 6 " Glory to God who gave his Son, " To bear our fhame and pain : " Hence peace on earth, and grace to men, c< In endlefs bleilings reign." HYMN XIV\ C. M. Watt's Pfalm 98; Praife for the Gofpel. Pfa. xcvi. x. Luke iii. 5, 6. 1 r T^O our almighty maker, God, X New honours be addreft ; His great falvation mines abroad, And makes the nations bleft. 2 He fpake the word to Abram firft, His truth fulfils his grace ; The Gintiles make his name their truft, And learn his righteoufnefs. 4 Let the whole earth his iove proclaim With all her different tongues j And fpread the honours of his name In melody and fongs. H Y M N XV. L. M. Rippon's CqIL Prayer for the Spread of the Gofpel. I Tim. ii. 1. PJa. Ixwii. "U 1 npO diftant lands thy gofpel fend, X And thus thy empire wide extend : To Gentile, Turk, and ftubborn Jew, Thou King of Grace! Salvation (hew.. 2 Where'er thy fun, or light arife, Thy name, O God ! imortalize : May nations yet unborn confefs, Thy wifdom, pow'r, and righteoufnefs. HYMN S. 13 The CreationoF Man, his Fall, Recov- ery, Sec. HYMN XVI. L. M. Original. The Creation of Adam. Gen. i. 27. v. 2. Epbef. v. 31, 32. 1 TN thine own image, Father, God, j[_ That image Chrift the Lord difplay'd ; A prefent twain — yet future one, Was Adam, male and female made, 2 Here firft the truth divine was fhown, On which is bas'd Salvation's plan : Flefh of his flefh — and bone of bone, Man dwells in God — and God in man. 3 O glorious type of heav'nly grace ! Creation's hour proclaims the Son : For us he left the Father's houfe : And in himfelf, of twain made one. HYMN XVII. CM. Original, The Beguiling of Woman. 1 Tim. ii. 14. Epbef. v. 23. 1 OAT AN transform'd in guife of light, lj His fnares deceptive fpread : Nor dar'd the fon of morn, of night, Attack the woman's head. 2 The weaker veflel foil'd by guile, Soon fell an eafy prey. Adam was Eve's, not Satan's fpoil, He gave himielf away. 3 Here Jefus' love is plainly mown ; Yes ! love more ftrong than death : For not afham/d our guilt to own, The Saviour yields his breath. C 14 HYMNS. HYMN XVIII. CM. Watts. Man's Fall and Recovery. Rem. viii.20. zi. JJa. xlix.25. * 1 TXECEIV'Dbyfubtlefnaresofhell, | 3 Adam our head, our father, fell, "When Satan in the ferpent hid, Propos'd the fruit that God forbid. 2 Death was the threatning ; death began To take pofTeffion of the man : His unborn race receiv'd the wound, And heavy curfes fmote the ground. 3 But Satan found a worfe reward ; Thus faith the vengeance of the Lord, "Let everlafting hatred be Betwixt the woman's feed and thee. 4 The woman's feed (hall be my Son, He (hall deftroy what thou haft done ; Shall break thy head, and only feel Thy malice raging at his heel." 5 " He fpake, and bid four theufand years Roll on ; at length his Son appears j Angels with joy defcend to earth, And fing the young Redeemer's birth. 6 Lo, by the fons of hell he dies ; But as he hung 'twixt earth and fkies, He gave their prince a fatal blow, And triumph'd o'er the pow'rs below." HYMN XIX. C. M. James Relly. The Deceiver and Deceived. Genefis iii. 14. Rev. xii. 9. xx. 10. I ' ORD ! ev'ry knee to thee (hall bow, P t J Whether they ftood or fell \ HYMNS. 15 In heav'n above, or earth below, Or in eternal hell. 2 All (hall thy grace or fury prove ^ Thy kingdom all fhall own : Man fhall be happy in thy love % Let Satan dread thy frown. 3 Thus ev'ry tongue conftrain'd by grace, Or power, (hall confefs The Lord, with a confufed face. Or, Chrift their righteoufnefs. 4 Herein the Father's glorify'd, That thou art Lord of all ; Whilft men and angels' fwelling pride Before thy feet fhall fall. HYMN XX. L. M. Watts. Fallen Angels Punifhed and Men Saved. Jude i. 6. a Tbejf. is. 8. 1 T7* ROM heav'n the finning angels fell, Jj And wrath and darknefs chain'd them down $ But man, vile man, forfook his blifs, And mercy lifts him to a crown. 2 Amazing work of fov'reign grace, That could diftinguifh rebels fo ! Our guilty treafons call'd aloud For everlafting fetters too. 3 To thee, to thee, almighty love, Our fouls, ourfelves, our all we pay ; Millions of tongues fhall found thy praife, On the bright hills of heav'nly day. *6 HYMN S. H Y M N XXL L. M. Bkddomk. The Firft Promife of God. Gen. ill. 15. 1 JoBn 9 iii. S. Heb. \\. 14. 1 "W THEN by the tempter's wiles betray'd, V V Adam our head and parent fell 5 Unknown before, a pleafure fpread Thro' all the mazy deeps of hell. 2 Infernal powers rejoie'd to fee The new-made world defiroy'd, undone -, But God proclaims his great decree, Pardon and mercy thro' his Son. 3 Serpent accurs'd, thy fentence read, Almighty vengeance thou fbalt icc\ , The woman's feed fhall bruife thy head, Thy malice faintly bruife his heel. 4 Thus God declares, and Chrift defcends, Affumes a mortal form, and dies ; Whilft in his death, death's empire ends, And the proud conqueror conquer'd lies, 5 Dying, the King of Glory deals Ruin to all his numerous foes : fta jower the prince of darknefs feels, And finks oppreff'd beneath his woes. HYMN XXII. L. M. N- God's Faithfulnefs and Truth. Num. xxiii. 19. Rom. x:. 2.9. z Cor. i. ao. 1 "XT'E humble faints proclaim abroad The honours of a faithful God, How juft and true are all his ways, How much above your nigheft praife. HYMNS. 17 2 The words his facred lips declare Of his own mind the image bear; What mould him tempt, from frailty free, Bleft in his felf-fufficiency ? 3 He will not his great felf deny : A God all truth can never lie : As well might he his being quit, As break his oath, or woid forget. 4 Let frighten'd rivers change their courfe, Or backward haften to their fource ; Swift thro' the air let rocks be hurl'd, And mountains like the chaff be whirl'd. 5 Let fun and ftars forget to rife, Or quit their fUtions in the Ikies ; Lei heav'n and earth both pafs away, Eternal truth ihall ne'er decay. 6 True to his word, God gave his Son, To die for crimes which men had done ; Bleft pledge ! He never will revoke A fingie promifehe has fpoke. HYMN XXIII. P. M. James Relly. Solemn Praife. Pfa. xcv'iii. 1. Rev. v. 9. vii. 12. i QING the triumphs of your conquering *^ Head and crucified King ; . His achievements, when he vanquifh'd All our enemies we'll ling : Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Glory, Glory, Lord, be thine. 2 Long he ftrugeled with confufed Noife, and garments roll'd in blood; C2 (ft II Y M N S. 'Till deftroying fin and hell, and Death, he rcicu'd man to God : Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, &c. 3 Moft triumphant, greatly glor'ous, He from death and hell arofe ! In him all his church victorious, Triumph 'd o'er her dreadful foes : Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, &c; 4 High afcending 'midft: angeliek Songs, and founds of trumpets loud, In eternal triumph leading All the eapitves of his blood : Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, &c. 5 Far above the higheft heav'n Thus he glor'oufly afcends. Where the honours to him giv'n, Ev'ry thought of man tranfcends : Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, &c. ) There, exalted, live and reign, whilft We admire thy wounds and blooa 1 , Till we fee thee come again, in All the pomp and power of God : Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Glory, Glory, Lord, be thine. Patriarchal Types, and Prophecie, of Christ, alphabetically arranged. HYMN XXIV. L. M. Watt's Pfalm 8. Firfland Second Adam. Ran, v. 14. jCcr.xv. ii, zz. 1 " ORD, what was man, when made at firft, \^j Adam, the offspring of the dull, HYMNS. 19 That thou (hould'ft fet him and his race, But juft below an Angel's place ? 2 That thou (hould'ft raife his nature fo t And make him lord of all below ; Make ev'ry bead and bird fubmit, And lay the fifties at his feet. 3 But O ! what brighter glories wait To crown the fecond Adam's ftate ? What honours (hall thy fon adorn ; Who condefcended to be born ? 4 See him below his angels made ; See him in duft among the dead, To fave a ruin'd world from fin ; But he (hall reign with pow'r divine. 5 The world to come, redeem'd from al! The mis'ries that attend the fall, New made and glorious (hall fubmit At our exalted Saviour's feet, HYMN XXV. L. M. Watts. Abel's Blood. Ctr,. iv. 10. Heb. xii. 25. LO.OD has a voice to pierce the fkies, Revenge ! the blood of Abel cries ; But the dearftream, when Chnft was (lain, Speaks peace as loud from ev'ry vein. 2 Pardon and peace from God on high $ Behold, he lays hi* vengeance by ; And rebels that deferve his fword, Become the fav'rites of the Lord. 3 To Jefus let our praifes rife, Who gave his life a facrifice : B to HYMN S. Now he appears before his God, And for our pardon, pleads his blood. HYMN XXVI. L.M. Original. Abraham's Rejoicing. Gen. xxii. S jfajaa'i.. 29. yiii 36. 1 "/^lOD will provide," the Patriarch faid, \JT Ao$ ^ n gives ev'ry doubt away ; Feanefs he climbs Moriah's mound, And fees afar Chrift Jefus* day : 2 Yes ! God provides, and God accepts His facrifice, and his alone : No blood of beafts, not Abraham's fon, Nor ought, fave Chrift, can e'er atone. 3 Ten thoufand bleflings crown the Lamb, The Lamb of God that once was (lain i Behold he lives, he intercedes, And ranfom'd nations (hout Amen. HYMN XXVII. P. M. Oricinal, Ifaac, at Peace wiih Philiftia. Gen. xicvi. 30. Jfa. xxv. 6. 3 f^OD hath giv'n to Ifaac room — \JJf See Philiftines friendly come ; Hark ! they hail one common Lord ; One by him, by them ador'd. 2 Strife, contention, hatred ends ; Met in peace, they dwell as friends ; Mutual oath, confirm'd above, Jew and Gentile binds in love. 3 Lord ! complete this type of thee, Bid all nations bend the knee ; HYMNS. ii Blefled in th' eternal Son, Bring the wand'rers home, as one. 4 Give them peace, the peace of God ; Peace in heaven by Jems' blood ; Thou the truth, the life, the way, Peace, good will to all difplay. HYMN XXVIII. L. M. Original. Jacob's Prophecy of Shiloh. Gen. xlix. 10. Pfal. lxxxvi. 9. i QHILOH mall come— the Prophet cries, IJ) As death illumes his doling eyes 5 O'er people, kindreds, tongues he fways : And Judah claims no more, the praife. 2 Thou long foretold — yet great unknown, Shiloh ! afcend falvation's throne. Gath'rer of nations come, oh come \ Leader ! Commander, guide us home f 3 Speak but the word, and light (hall be ; That light of life which points to thee ; Where all thy works — ador'd I AM ! Shall glorify thy glorious name. HYMN XXIX. L. M. Original, Jofeph Comforting his Brethren** Gen. I. zo. Rom. v. 10. John xii. 47. MOTE to the heart, by confeious guilt Of wrong, intended Jofeph's blood, His trembling brethren fue for peace, And dread chaftifement's iron rod. ■s 2 Though evil they — yet Jofeph good, Comforts, fpeaks kind, wipes off their tears , to HYMNS. And Handing as the type of God, Removes each doubt — and calms all fears* 3 Thus does the foul of fmful man, Heap indignation, anguifh, wrath ; Till heav'n's own purpofe in the plan, Gleams mercy round his clouded path; 4 Lord, thou art good — fupremely good ! No condemnation comes from thee : When enemies redeem'd by blood ; Much more, thy life (hall fet us free. H Y M N XXX. P. M. W . Melchizedek a Type of Chrifh Pjal. ex* 4. Heb. vii. 2. iv. 15. 1 T^ING of Salem, blefs my foul, JP^_ Make a wounded (inner whole I King of righteoufnefs and peace, Let not thy fweet vifits ceafe ! p 2 Come ! refrtfh this foul of mine With thy facred bread and wine ! All thy love to me unfold, Haif of which can not be told. 3 Flail Melchizedek divine ! Great high pried, thou (halt be mine j A)) my pow'rs before thee fall, Take not tube, but take them all ! HYMN XXXI. P. M. Original. Noah ; or, the Covenant of the Bov/. Gen. ix. 13. Ezek. i.28. Rev. x. I. xi. 15. 1 IT ET nations who tremhle in fear of a flood, H j Look up to. the cloud, fee the bow of their God, And refting in pcace^ on the promife divjre, Remember 'twas made, for the ages of time : HYMNS. 23 2 Then Jefus, the Saviour, translating the bow, From thetice to his head, and defcending below, Shall finish the myft'ry, that mercy began, Bleft fulnefs of grace and falvation for man. 3 Hail AIpli3, Omega, the firft and thelaft ! Thy purpofes future, the prefent, and pail, All centre in one— 'tis thy crown on the throne, That the kingdoms of earth, become, Lord, thy own. 4 Oh Jefus, Imman'el, the rainbow difplay ! Thy arch as the Mafter, mid manfions of day, Extend from the eaft, to the night of the weft, And doling of time, give thy labourers reft. HYMN XXXII. P.M. Original. Praife. Pfa. cx\v. 2. cl 6. He&.xiiu 15. IVING fpirits ! flames of fire ! Leaders of th' immortal choir, Fill the heav'n of heav'ns above, Full of praife, as full of love. L 2 Ancients! Elders ! cry aloud, Worthy thou the Saviour God, Thrones, dominions, Angels join f Glory, glory, Lord, be thine. 3 Church firft born I firft fruits I proclaim Honour to Emman'el'sname, Nations ! kindreds ! countlefs tongues ! Offer Chrift your nobleft fongs. 4 Holy, holy, holy .cry ; Heav'n and earth and fea reply. Trump of God ! repeat the ftrain. God with us ! pronounce Amen, 24 HYMNS. The Shadow of the Law, refle&ing the Body, which is Christ. HYMN XXXIII. L. M. Original: Aaron's Rod. Nitmb.xyin. a. 5. 8. Fjal, xxiii. 4; EE, Ifr'el's tribes brought near to God ; And ev'ry prince prefent his rod : Whilft one alone with bloflbms blooms, And fheds the almond's rich perftrtnes. ■s 2 'Twas his, the type of him divine, Whom thou, O Lord, haft chofe as thine ; The man, the prieft, the item, the root, Whe bears for us immortal fruit. 3 Jefus, High Prieft: of good to come ! Thy rod, thy ftafffhall guide us home : Thro' death's dark vale, we'll truft its pow'r, Nor fear a fhadow's (haded hour. * H Y Jvl N XXXIV. L. M. Original. Cloud and Pillar of Fire. Exodus x\. 38. Numb. ix. 22. Ija, xy. 7. ONG, as the darkening cloud abode, So long did ancient Ifr'el reft ^ Nor mov'd they, till the guiding God, In brighter garments ftood confeft. 2 Father of fpirits I light of light ! Lift up the cloud, and rend the vail : Shine forth in fire, amid that night, Whofe blacknefs makes the heart to fail. 3 'Tis done ! to Chrift the power is giv'n : His death — it rent the vail away. 'L HYMNS/ 25 Our great forerunner enters heav'n, And opes th' eternal gates of day. 4 Nor mall thofe mifts that brood o ? er time, Forever blind the mental eye ; They backward roll, and light fublime, Beams glory from the God on high. 5 Adoring nations hail his dawn. All kingdoms blefs the noontide beam. And light unfolding life's full morn, Is vaft creation's deathlefs theme. B HYMN XXXV. L. M. Original; Firft Fruits. Lev.Yi. 72. i Cor. xv. 20. Jas* i. 18. Rev. xlv. 4. vil.fr EHOLD ! the grain of wheat that dies Yet lives in nature's womb; Matur'd by death, to life arife, A type of things to come. 2 This lfr'el faw in ancient days, When dedicate to heav'n, The firft ripe (heaf, with fongs of praife, To God, their God, was given: 3 Here dwelt their hopes for time to come, That he wKo bleft that fruit, Would bring the future harveft home, A harveft like the root. 4 Hail ! firft begotten from the dead ! The church firft born are thine — Thine at thy coming. Then the head, The head of man divine. 5 (Lord of a harveft yet to come) The reft of earth (hall reap ; And gath'ring his unnumber'd home, One feaft forever keep. D ,2* HYMNS. HYMN XXXVI. P. M. Toplady's Coli Jubilee. Lev* xxv. 10. 39, 40, 41. I/a. Hi, 3. j TJLOW ye the trumpet, blow I) The gladly folemn found ! Let all the nations know To earth's remoteft bound, The year of jubilee is come ; Return, ye ranfom'd finners, home. 2 Exalt the Lamb of God, The fin atoning Lamb ; Redemption by his blood Thro* all the lands proclaim : The year of jubilee is come ; Return, ye ranfom'd finners, home. 3 Ye, who have fold for nought The heritage above ; Shall have it back, unbought, The gift of Jems' love : The year of jubilee is come; Return, ye ranfom'd iinners, home: 4 Ye flaves of fin and hell, Your liberty receive ; And fafe in Jefus dwell, And blcft in Jefus live : The year of jubilee is come ; Return, ye ranfom'd finners, home. 5 The gofpel trumpet hear, The news of pard'ning grace : Ye happy fouls, draw near, Heboid your Saviour's face : The year of jubilee is come ; Return, ye ranfom'd finners, home. HYMNS. 27 6 Jefus our great high prieft Has full atonement made : Ye weary fpirits reft : Ye mournful fouls be glad ! The year ot jubilee is come; Return, ye ranfom'd finners, home. HYMN XXXVII. S. M. James Rellv. Sabbatic Year. Lev. xxv. 13, 20, 21. Matt. vi. 25. j TTJLESS'D are the eyes that fee ; fj The ears are blefs'd that hear The trumpet of the jubilee. The great fabbatic year. 2 We plough, nor fow no more, Nor toil for living bread ; For we've a never failing (tore, A table plent'ous fpread. 3 The fervant now is free 5 The hateful, heavy yoke (That all might tafte true liberty) From ev'ry neck is broke. 4 Th' inheritance once fold, Which the poor bankrupt mourns. To the true owner without gold, Or price, it now returns. 5 O Jefus ! ever bleft, Thou art our jubilee ; Our reftoration, and our reft, Is all, dear Lamb, in thee. 23 HYMN S. 6 Thy name, O bleeding king, Shall dwell on all our tongues ; And ev'ry heart, infpir'd, (hall fing Thy praife in all their fongs. 7 Worthy the honoui'd name Of Jefus Chrift our Lord ; He's God Almighty, and the Lamb, Eternally ador'd. HYMN XXXVIIL L. M. Gen. Baptist GrtL Serpent of Brafs. Numb. xxi. 8. g. Job/}, iii. 14. xv. 16. 1 "^'T'THENIfrael's grieving tribes complain^ VV With fiery ferpents greatly pain'd, A ferpent ftraight the prophet made Of molten brafs, to view difplay'd. 2 Around the fainting crowds attend, To heaven their mournful fighs afcend ; They hope, they look, while from the pole, Defcends a pow'r that makes them whole, 3 But, O, what healing to the heart, Doth our Redeemer's crofs impart ! What life, by faith, our fouls receive I What pleafures do his forrows give \ 4 Still may I view the Saviour's crefs, And other objects count but lofs : Here (till be fix'd my feafted eyes, Enraptur'd with his facrifice. 5 Jefus the Saviour ! balmy name ! Thy worth my tongue would now proclaim j By thy atonement fet me free, My life, my hope, is all from thee. HYMNS. 29 HYMN XXXIX. CM. Original.; Shew Bread. Exod. xxv. 30. I Cor, x t 17. John t r'u 33. 1 XJTOW rich the types of future grace, XA Which thro' the law are fpread I Aloud they preach th* eternal Son, The true, the living bread* 2 From day to day till Jefus came, His myftick form was mown ; Where all diftin&ions loft to view, Of many made but one. 3 In him, nor Jew nor Gentile's found. Chrift's body forms one bread. And all the different grains of wheat Are one, in Chrift the head. HYMN XL.. CM.- Wesley's CoU^ Praife. P/a. cvii. 8. I/a, xxxr. 3, 4, 5, 6. 2 f r \ FOR a thbufand tongues to fing \J My dear Redeemer's praife I The glories of my God and King, The triumphs of his graces 2 Jefus, the name that charms ourfearsj- That bids our forrows ceafe ; 'Tis mufick in the finner's ears, 'Tis life, and health, and peace. 3 He breaks the pow'r of cancel 'd fia* He fets the pris'ners free ; His blood can make the fouleft cleany His blood avaii'd for me, D2 30 HYMN S. 4 He fpeaks, and lift'ning to his voice, New life the dead receive ; The mournful, broken hearts rejoice, The humble poor believe. 5 Hear him, ye deaf; his praife, ye dumb, Your loofen'd tongues employ ; Ye blind, behold your Saviour come, And leap, ye lame, for joy. Attributes, Names, and Offices of Christ, from the Old Testament. Alphabetically arranged. HYMNXLI. P.M. James Rilly. Beauty ot Holinefs. I Cbron. xvi. 29. Pfa. ex. 3. 3 *X TIC T'H AT glories furrounding my Saviour I What beauties triumphant, my Jefus, in thee ! "What glory or power may with thee compare, Or thy generation, what tongue can declare I The heavens are filent and cannot decide, This mylVryonly belongs to the bride. 2 Thou haft, my dear Saviour, in glory and truth, From th' womb of the morning, the dew of thy The morning of love, eternal and bright, f youth : With honour bedew'd thee, and nourim'd thee When fecretly thou waft exitfing above, [right j In God, as the word, and the fon of his love. 3 Thine offspring, for number, as fands on the (hore, Or morning dew drops, on the earth fcatter'd o'er, HYMN b\ 31 Were then as thymyftery, fulneft and truth, All gather'd in thee as the dew of thy youth : In thee as thy fplendor of youth did we ihine * 9 In beauties of holinefs, godlike, divine, 4 And when we had fallen from heaven to eartli, And could not return there, but thro* a new birth * Our nature, as fpoiled in Adam who fell, As funk in our reafon and fenfes to hell, We then were in myft'ry preferved in thee; Our earthy, tho' fallen, our heav'nly was free, 5 As the fecond Adam, then didft thou appear, The Lord from on high for to banifh our fear 5 Thou foundeft us funk in the earthy loft man, And him thou aflumedft to finifh the plan, That plan where 'twas fix'd that tranfgreflioa mould ceafe, v And all our creation reftor'd to thy peace. 6 This haft thou effected by fhedding thy blood, Haft brought back our nature in union with God* From the earthy man thou haft fet us all free, Haft brought us to live and to triumgh in thee. 'Tis here we receive our intelligence fure, Of our preservation in thee always pure. HYMN XLII. S. M. James Relly. Bruifed for our Iniquities. I/a. Uiu 5. 10. I Cor. xi, 24. t IT 7TTH bruifes Chrift was dreft, YY And nail'd up to a tree ; The pruning hook his foul oppreft That he might fruitful be. 2 He was not purg'd in vain, But did his ftrength recruit 3 3* HYMNS; And when was finifh'd all his pain, There then appear'd his fruit. 3 Diftill'd from all his fmart The holy un&ion ran ; This is the wine that cheers the heart,. The heart of God and man. 4 With us he doth abound, As branches, he the ftem ; From him our fruitfulnefs is found, And (hall remain in him. 5 Hence (hall our joys arife, And ev'ry hour improve, Whilft, in his fmoaking facrifice, God hears our fongs above. HYMN XLIII. P. M. James Kelly, Bruiferof the Serpent's Head. GeftiiYuity. Rom, xvi.ao. P/j. *cl. 13., 1 rX"> HE victory's won, J^ And Satan is down ; We now overcome, His kingdom difown : The feed of the woman 1 Hath bruifed his head, Hath made us that new maa, . Which love had decreed. 2 In Adam we loft Our Eden by fin;. But we now, thro* Chrift, Again are brought in : The vail it is torn, And paradife gain'd : The Father hath fworn ; Hispromife fhall ftand. HYMNS. 33 3 Our nature's releas'd From fin, death, and hell ; Jehovah is pleas'd With man for to dwell : A fit habitation, In fpirit, for God ; A bleft, new creation*, Pronounc'd very good. 4 We mourn not the hour. That Adam did fall, When his will and pow'r Was forfeited all ; Nor are we now grieved, His glory and crown Could not be retrieved By works of his own. 5 It was on this ground, The myft'ry of grace Did much more abound^ When Jefus took place Of man, the offender, To die as our fin j And righteoufnefs render Complete, and brought in. 6 By this was made known Gcd's nature as love : This we, in his Son, Forever mail prove. By means of tranfgreflion. This grace was reveal'd : This is our confeilion, A truth God has feal'd. 7 When Adam was pure, Yet mutable he ; 34 M H Y N S. In Jefus more fure, Immutable we ; More highly exalted In Chrift the God- man, Ne'er to be aflaulted By Satan again. HYMN XLIV. L. M. Watts. Chrift and the Church. Pfalm 45, ad Part. Pfa. xlviii. 10. xlvli. 9. c. 4, 5. 1 1 I iHE king of faints, how fair his face, X Adorn'd with raajefty and grace ! He comes with bleflings from above, And wins the nations to his love. 2 At his right hand, our eyes behold, The queen array'd in pureft gold ; The world admires her heav'nly drefs y Her robe of joy and righteoufnefs. 3 He forms her beauties like his own, He calls and feats her near his throne ; Fair ftranger, let thine heart forget The idols of thy native ftate. 4 So (hall the king the mere 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 fhalt rife To his fair palace in the fkies, And all thy fons (a num'reus train) Each like a prince in glory reign. 6 Let endlefs honours crown his head ; Let ev'ry age his praifes fpread ; While we with cheerful fongs approve The condefcenfion of his love. c HYMNS. is HYMNXLV. P.M. Hart. Confolation of Ifrael. J/a. xiix. 13. xl. 1, 2. Luke ii. 15, 2.6. OME, thou long expected Jefus, Born to fct thy people free ; From our fears and fins releafe us, Let us find our reft in thee ; Ifrael's ftrength and confolation, Hope of all the faints thou art ; Dear defire of ev'ry nation, Joy of every longing heart. 2 Born thy people to deliver ; Born a child, and yet a king ; Born to rain in us for ever, Now thy gracious kingdom bring By thine own eternal fpirit, Rule in all our hearts alone ; By thine all-fufficient merit, Raife us to thy glorious throne. HYMNXLVI. P.M. Original. Comforter of all that mourn. tfa.lxu 1, 2, 3. Jer. xxx'u 13. Rev.xx'1.4. x TESUS, comforter divine ! J Confolations, Lord, are thine ; Mightieft comforts, full of good, Worthy of the living God. 2 Thou fhalt wipe all tears away, Mid the blefTed realms of day ; Thou (halt hufh each rifing figh ; Sorrow, pain and death fhaJi die. 3 Higheft praifes wait thy name, Great, unchanging, glorious fame ; Jefus, comforter divine ! Praifes, praifes, Lord, be thine. 36 HYMN S. HYMN XLVII. P. M. James Relly, Corner Stone. Jft. xxyiii. 16. P/Ji. cx*iil. 2a, 23. j fTH^HE builder, whom true wifdom fways, Jj^ Firft the foundation deeply lays : Prepar'd againft each (hock : Our builder, fure of his own plan, Founded us deeply in the man, On God, th' eternal rock. 2 Chrift is that precious corner ftone, Which all his church is built upon ; Nor can it ever fall : The prophets, and apoftles too, Other foundation never knew Than Jefus, Lord of all. 3 Chrift, in this building is the door; And always open to the poor, Who would approach their God : Nor, tho' they're naked, need they fear j For Chrift is yea ; boldly draw near, And plead redeeming blood. 4 As windows rang'd, admit the light To chafe the horrors of the night, Enlightening ev'ry part : So, in our Saviour's lovely face, The Godhead fhines in love and grace, To cheer the human heart. 5 The ftone the builders did refufe, Which human wifdom ne'er will choofe, Is here the head -ftone feen j Brought forth with joy to make all faft : Chrift is the firft ftone and the laft $ The church is fafe between. H Y M N 3. 37 6 The fpadous roof, extended wide, Lock'd in fecure on ev'ry fide, Braves all the ftcrms that fall : Chrift is that cov'ring, fuited well, To fhelter man from ftorms of hell ; O Chrift ! thou art our all. HYMNXLVIIL CM. Original, Counfellor. 7fa.xi.-z. Zec.vi.iz, 13. 1 * [JAIL Counfellor of peace, good will • [ Glorious for God and man; Thee we adore, on Zion's hill, And blefs thy gracious plan. 2 Faithful and true in ev'ry word, Thy counfel wrote in blood, Brings home the banifh'd, to the Lord, And makes their peace with God. 3 Jefus I can time, can life repay, The mighty debt of love ? Ah ! no.— Then found ye harps of day, And fliout his name above. HYMN XLIX. C. M. Rippon's Colli Defirr of AH Nations. Hag. fi. 7. Job, xiv. 15. JJa. xxvi, 8. 1 TNFINITE excellence is thine, JL Thou iovely Prince of Grace; Thy uncreated beauties mine With never fading rays. 2 Sinners from earth's remoreft end, Come bending at thy feet ; To thee their prayers and vows afcend, In thee their wilhes meet. E 3& HYMNS. 3 Thy name, as precious ointment flied Delights the church around ; Sweetly the facred odors fpread Through all Immanuel's ground. 4 Millions of happy fpirits live On thy exhauitlefs ftore ; From thee they all their blifs receive, And ftill thou giveft more. 5 Thou art their triumph and their joy : They find their all in thee; Thy glories will their tongues employ Thro' all eternity. HYMNL, L. M. James Relly, Dwelling Place. Tfa. xc. I. Zee. ii. io. Rev. xxi. 3. 1 fTpHE Father's love to man fo free, J[ Made us the fulnefs of the Son ; The Son, he wills that we mould be With him, where'er he is, as one. 2 In him a new creation made, No more to fail, but to endure ; Where we the members, he the head, One body, we're conceived pure. 3 In him, in his myfterious birth, Born in him as that holy thing, Whofepraife, as God efpous'd to earth, The angel hoft with joy did fing. 4 In him together circumcis*d, When all our filthinefs of flefh, Which God in holinefs defpis'd, Was quite put oft in righteoufnefs. HYMNS. 39 5 In him, in all the works he wrought ; Jn him together crucify'd ; In him, as rifen without fault, And in him fully glorify'd. 6 With him where e'er he was, we were, In all conditions (till the fame ; With him, where e'er he is, we are, And as him pure and free from blame. 7 In feeing him, ourfelves we fee, And all his glory as our own ; Our joy is full, the Son is free, And Jefus wears th' eternal crown. HYMN LI. C. M. James Rellv. Doer of God's Will, Pfa. xl.6, 7,8. Heb. x. 8, g, io. 1 ITTHEN God would manifeft his grace W To man, that he might prove The glories of the Father's face, And feel his nature, love : 2 He faid, he would not facrifice, As offer'd by the Jaw ; All human merit would defpife, His prefence thence withdraw. 3 Then faid the Saviour, " lo, I come To do thy will my God ;" He brought his fons and daughters home By pouring out his blood : 4 That they with him might enter in To all the heav'n of love : His death did make an end of fin. The (tumbling block remove. 4* H Y M N S, 5 Thou Lord, a body didft prepare, Thy own collected feed, For him eternally to wear, And be the living head. 6 Obedient in this body, He Thy counfel did fulfil, Did ev'ry member purify, And do thy perfect will. J With Chrift in foul and body one. We evermore are bleft : Afpiring to the perfect Son, We enter perfect red ; 8 Pre-eminence to him isgiv'n ! Vet in this glorious plan, The head and members enter'd heav'a, In qi\q exalted man. H Y M N LIL L. M. Watts. Eleft. Jja.xYn. 1,2,3,4. Ej>bes.\. 3,4, 5,6,7, ESUS, we blefs thy Father's name ; Thy God and our's are both the fame ; What heav'nly blefiings from his throne Flow down to finners thro* his Son ! j 2 Chrift fee my firft Eleft, he faid, Then chofe our fouls in Chrift our head, Before he gave the mountains birth, Or laid foundations for the earth. 3 Thus did eternal love begin, To raife us up from death and fin ; Our characters were then decreed 3 Blamelefs in love, a holy feed : HYMNS. 4* 4 Predeftinated to be Tons, Born by degrees, but chofe at once 5 A new regenerated race, To praife the glory of his grace. 5 With Chrift, our Lord, we (hare a part, In the affe&ions of his heart ; Nor (hall our fouls be thence remov'd, 'Till He forgets his nrft belov'd. HYMN LIII. P. M. James Relly. Fairer than the Sons of Men. Pfg. xlv. a. !xxxix.6. 1 Cbron.xv1.24, 25, £I» j T7* TERNAL excellence ! 2j Thy worms would fain declare, In the divineft fenfe, How thou art heav'nly fair : O Prince, Meffiah, thou art ktn The faireft of the fons of men. 2 Jefus, thy beauties fhine Bright, infinitely bright ; Both human and divine, In thee, O Lamb, unite \ Whate'er in heav'n or earth we fee As beautiful, are types of thee. 3 The fun, the moon, the ftars, With all the thrones above, - Thine excellence declare, Thy beaitty, pow'r, and love : All worlds before thy throne weiee^ A fea of glafs renefling thee. 4 Man in his nrft eftate, Moft wonderfully form'd, With beauty's pow'rs replete, With holinefs adorn'd, From ev'ry fpot and blemifh free^ Was but a figure, Lord, of thee. E2 4* HYMNS 5 As blood of goats, and lambs, Is to thy blood divine, 0r, as their altar flames, Dear Jefus are to thine ; S j Adam's purity appears, To thee no more proportion bears* 6 Self int'reft, Lord, mall fail, Man's haughtinefs link low ; Thy beauty, Lord, prevail : We at thy footrlool bow r Thou know'ft our hearts, we need no more j Give us to wormip, love, adore. HYMNLIV. L. M. Original. Father. Jj'a. Ixiii. 16. Pfa. ciii. 2Z. cxlv. 9, io. 3 Tp ATHER of Angels and of men, J2 Of nature and of grace, the Lord, Be thou in one eternal ftrain, By all thy various works ador'd. 2 From heav'n to earth, from earth to heav'n D Through worlds above and worlds below,. Thy boundiefs mercies freely giv'n, In tides of blifs forever flow. 3 Sing O ye heav'ns ! burft into praife Thou earth, and let the anthem roll, 9 Ti\\ rocks and tombs fhall hear the Iays 5 . And light and life embrace the whole. H Y M N LV\ L. M. Newton, Friend. Frcv. xvit. 17. xviii. 24. Canr.y. 16. I TTVDCn, weak, and worthlefstho' I am, I have a rich almighty Friend ; Jefus, the Saviour is his name, He freely loves, and without end. % He ranfom'd me from hell with btood > And by his pow'r my foes control'd. HYMNS. He found me wand'ring far from God, And brought me to his chofen fold. 3 He cheers my heart, my wants fupplies, And fays that I mall fhortly be Enthron'd with him above the ikies, O ! what a friend is Chriil to me. HYMN LVI. C. M. Cowper; Fountain opened. Zee. xiii. I. Pjct. xxxvi. 9. If a. x\\. 1$. 1 rT%HERE is a Fountain fill'd with blood* JL Drawn from Immanuel's veins ; And finners plung'd beneath that flood, Lofe all their guilty ftains. 2 The dying thief rejoie'd to fee That fountain in his day -> O may I there, tho' vile as he, Warn all my fins away I 3 Dear dying Lamb, thy precious blood Shall never lofe its pow'r, Till all the ranfom'd church of God Be fav'd,to fin no more. 4 E'er fince, by faith, I faw the ftream, Thy flowing wounds fupply, Redeeming love has been my theme, And mall be till I die. 5 But when this lifping ftamm'ring tongue, Lies iilent in the grave, Then in a nobler, fweeter fong I'll fing thy power to feye, 44 HYMNS, HYMN LVII. P. M. James Relly. Immanuel. Jfa. vii. 14. Zepb. iii. 14, 15. 1 f\ HOLY Imman'el ! thy myftery divine, \Jr Prom glory to glory, on Zion fhall fhine^ 'I he mylVry of God efpous'd to a worm, Who neither had merit nor beautiful form ; Yetrais'd to the bofom of God, the Supreme, She fings (he is like him, yet does not blafpheme* 2 O lovely Imman'el ! illuftrious thy grace f The beauties of holinefs (hine in thy facet I ^Triumphant in blifs, our natur? we fpy, And we, in that nature, join'd to the Mod High z The image exprefs of the fubftance of God ; His brightnefs appearing by water and blood. 3 O facred Imman'el ! our glory, our joy ; In mut'al embraces, which never (hall cloy, The bridegroom and bride, our Maker and we, Perpetually live, as united in thee ; Confummate falvation, reveaPd in thy blood, In thee we pofTefs, with the fulnefs of God. 4 O glorious Imman'el ! Jehovah with man ! With us God is prefent ; (amazing the plan !) Perfection of joy we now underfland, Whilft rivers of pleafure flow at his right hand : We ftand, when no higher our notes we can raife> In filence, expreflive of wonder and praife. HYMN LVIII. L. M. Watt's Pfal. 87. Jew and Gentile in Chrifh JPJa. Ixxxv'u.4, 5, 6. JJa. xix. 25. PJa. cxlviii. 11, 12, 1^ j y^OD In his earthly temple lays VJ Foundations for his hcav'nly praife | HYMNS. 45 Fie likes the tents of Jacob wefl, But (till in Zion loves to dwell. 2 His mercy vifits ev'ry houfe, That pay their might and morning vows j But makes a more delightful flay, Where churches meet to praife and pray, 3 What glories were defcrib'd of old ? What wonders are of Zion told ? Thou city of our God below, Thy fame (hall Tyre and Egypt know. 4 Egypt and Tyre, and Greek and Jew, ^ Shall there begin their lives anew : Angels and men (hall join to fing The hill where living waters fpring. 5 When God makes up his lad account Of natives in his holy mount, 'Twill be an honour to appear As one new born, or nourHh'd there ! HYMN LIX. L. M. Beddome- Increafeofthe Church. Jfa. ii. a. Hab. ii. 14. Mic. Iv. r. •x QHOUT, for the bleffed Jefus reigns, jj Thro* diftant lands his triumphs fprcad : And (inners, freed from endlefs pains, Own him their Saviour and their head. 2 His fons and daughters from afar, Daily at Zion's gate arrive ; Thofe who were dead in (in before, By fov'reign grace are made alive. 3 Oppreflbrs now beneath his feet, O'er come by his victorious pow'r i 46 H Y M N S. Princes in humble pofture wait, And proud blafphemers learn t'adore. 4 Gentiles and Jews his laws obey, Nations remote their offerings bring, And, unconflrain'd, their homage pay To their exalted God and King. 5 O may his conquers (till incrcafe, And ev'ry foe his power fubdue ; While Angels celebrate his praife, And faints his growing glories (hew. 6 Loud hallelujahs to the Lamb, W From all below and all above ; In lofty fongs exalt his name, In fongs as lading as his love* HYMN LX. L. M. Watt's Pfal. 72, King of Nations. Pfa. xlvi!.6, 7. Ixxii. 10, u, 12, 13, 14. J TESUS (hall reign where'er the fun J Does his fuccefiive journies run ; His kingdom ftretch from (hore to (hore, 'Till moons (hall wax and wane no more. 2 Behold the iflands, with their kings, - And Europe her beft tribute brings j From north to fouth the princes meet, To pay their homage at his feet. 3 There Perfia. glorious to behold, There India, (nines in eaftem gold ; And barb'rous nations at his word Submit, and bow, and own their Lord. 4 For him (hall endlefs pray V be made, Andpraites throng to crown his head i HYMNS. 47 . His name like fweet perfume (hall rife With ev'ry morning iacrifice. 5 People and realms of ev'ry tongue Dwell on his love with fweeteit fong 5 And infant voices fhall proclaim Their early bleilings on his name. 6 Bleflings abound where'ere he reigns, The pi is'ner leaps to lofe his chains -, The weary find eternal reft, And all the fons of want are bled. 7 Where he difplays his healing pow'r, Death and the curfe are known no more: In him the tribes of Adam boaft More bleflings than their father loft. % Let ev'ry creature rife and bring Peculiar honours to their King; Angels defcend with longs again, And earth repeat the long Amen. HYMN LXI. P.M. Wesley's a//. Kingdom of Chrift. Dan. ii. 44. Pfa. xxli. 27. Jxvii. 3, 4. S lK LL hail, incarnate God ! j£\. The wond'rous things foretold Of thee in facred writ, With joy our eyes behold : Still does thine arm new trophies wear, And monuments of glory rear. 2 To thee the hoary head Its filver honours pays ; To thee the blooming youth Devotes his brighteft days : 4 8 HYMNS. And ev'ry age their tribute bring, And bow to thee, all conqu'ring King • 3 O hafte, victorious Prince, That happy, glorious day, When fouls like drops of dew Shall own thy gentle fway : may it blefs our longing eyes, And bear our fhouts beyond the fkies, 4 All hail, triumphant Lord ! Eternal be thy reign ; Behold the nations fue To wear thy gentle chain : When earth and time are known no more, Thy throne (hall fland forever fure. HYMN LXII. L. M. Jame*Relly. Maker and Huftand. JJa. liv. 5, 7, io, 13. 1 /" I >HO' mothers kind, forgetful prove, X Of fuckiings nourifh'd at the breaft, Or yearning bowels ceafe to move To infants when with pain opprefs'd ? 2 Yet I will ne'er forget my bride, Says Jefus, God of love and truth, Taken, when fleeping, from my fide, Then, born to bear, eternal youth. 3 I'll not forget my word, my oath, I'll not forget my wounds, my blood ; My friendfhip makes but one of both, And I am mil thy Saviour God. 4 Wrote on my hands thy much lov'd name, My Zion, glorious is thy ftate ! 1 fee thee always without blame, And his own body none can hate. HYMNS. 49 5 Thy walls before me always are ; Bounds to thy dwelling i have fet 5 My Zion's my peculiar care, My Zion I will ne'er forget. 6 O happy Zion fee and prove, How groundlefs all thy forrows are ; Live in thy hufband's nature, love, And that (hall caft out all thy fear. HYMN LXIII. C. M. J. Stsnn£tt. Mercy and Truth. Pfa. Ixxxv. 10, 11. Prov. xx. 2,8. Dan. ix. 9. 1 1TTHEN firft the God of boundlefs grace V V -{Piiclos'd his kind defign, To relcue our apoftate race From mis'ry, lhame and fin. 2 Quick through the realms of light and blifs, The joyful tidings ran, Each heart exulted at the news, That God would dwell with man. 3 Yet 'midft their joys they paus'd a while, And afk'd with ftrange furprife, " But how can injur'd juflice fmile, Or look with pi tying eyes ? 4 Will the Almighty deign again, To vi(it yonder world ; And hither bring rebellious men, Whence rebels once were hurl'd. 5 Their tears, and groans, and deep diftrefs, Aloud for mercy call : But ah ! rnuft truth and righteoufnefs Victims to mercy fall ?" F 5 o HYMNS. 6 So fpakc the friends of God and man, Delighted, yet furpri2'd, Eager to know the wond'rous plan, That wifdom had devis'd. 7 The Son of God attentive heard, And quickly thus reply'd, " In me let mercy be rever'd, And juftice fatisfy'd. 8 Behold ! my vital blood I pour, A facrifice to God ; Juftice divine will now no more Demand the finner's blood." 9 He fpake, and heav'n'shigh arches rung ; Praife, ev'ry tongue employs, " He dy'd," the friendly angels fung, Nor ceafe their rapturous joys. HYMN LXIV. C. M. Rippon's &IL Meflenger of the Covenant. Mah iii. I. Ifa. xlii. 6, 7, io, It, it. 1 TESUS, commiffion'd from above, J Defcends to men below, And (hews from whence the fprings of love, Inendlefs currents flow. 2 He, whom the boundlefs Heav'n adores, Whom Angels long to fee ; Quitted with joy thofe blifsful fhores, AmbafTador to me ! 3 To me a worm, a finful clod, A rebd and forlorn ; A foe, a traitor to my God, And of a traitor born. H. Y U N; S, 4 To me, who never fought his grace, Who mock'd his facred word ; Who never knew, or lov'd his face, And all his will abhorr'd. 5 To me who could not even praife, When his kind heart I knew ; But fought a thoufand devious ways Rather than keep the true. 6 Yet this redeeming Angel came, So vile a worm to blefs ; He took, with gladnefs, all my blame, And gave his righteoumefs. 7 O 1 that my languid heart might glow, With ardour all divine ; And for more love than Seraphs know* Like burning Seraphs fhine. HYMN LXV. L. M. Needham. Mefliah. Dan. ix. 24, 26. If a, liii. 6. 1 •"^LORY to God who reigns above, \jr Who dwells in light, whofe name is love 3 Y« Saints and Angels, if ye can, Declare the love of God to man. 2 O what can more his love commend His dear, his only Son to fend ! That man, condemn'd to die, might live, And God be glorious to forgive. 3 Median's come — with joy behold The days by prophets long foretold : ' Judah, thy royal fceptre's broke, And time ftill proves what Jacob fpoke. 5* HYMNS. 4 Daniel, thy weeks are all expir'd, The time prophetic feals requir'd ; Cut off for fins, but not his own, Thy Prince Mefliahdid atone. 5 Thy famous temple, Solomon $ Is by the latter far outfhone : It wanted not thy glitt'ring (tore, Median's prefence grac'd if more. 6 We fee the prophecies fulfiTd In Jefus that mod woncl'rous child i His birth, his life, his death combine To prove his character divine 7 Jefus, thy gofpd firmly ftands A blefling to thefefavour'd lands J No inridei /hall be our dread, Since thou art rifen from the dead. HYMNLXVI. L.M. OnieiNAt, Mighty God, P/a.l.i, Jfa. x\. 10. Ixii. u« Pfa. cxviil. tg, J ' TAIL, mighty, true and living God, I I Ancient of everlafting days ; Saviour of man, who med'ft thy blood, O teach us, worthily to praife. % Cloth'd with falvation — clad in zeal — Arm'd with the vengeance of a God ; That power which long had bruis'd the heel, Beneath thy pierced feet was trod : 3 Spoil'd of his goods — the goods he held In chains of darknefs, guile and fraud ; The nature which by him rebell'd, Now forms thy great, thy juft reward. HYMNS. 53 4 Who (hall hold back the Saviour's prey ? Or keep the captives of his blood ? Not earth, nor hell. More ftrong than they, Chrift conquers as the mighty God. HYMN LXVII. L. M. James Relly, The only Perfeft. Eccl. vii. 20. Job, xiv. 4. Jfa. lxiv, 6. 1 /^OULD I of all perfeftion boaft, V_>l As pure as that which Adam loft, I'd facrifice it to thy blood, My Chrift, my all, my only good. 2 Were I as Abram, ftrong in faith, And boldly ftedfaft unto death ; I'd bid my faithfulnefs adieu, And Jefus only faithful view. 3 If I more meek than Mofes were, Quite free from anger, ftrife, or fear; Yet this I gladly would defpife, And Jefus' meeknefs only prize, 4 Was I as Job fubmiflive ftilJ, Patient, refign'd in ev'ry ill ; Yet all ihould fade before his crofs, Compar'd with him, it is but drofs. 5 If I was wife as Solomon, Like him with zeal and ardour fhone 3 . Like him I'd vain and foolifh fee My wifdom, zeal, yea all but Thee. 6 Had I an Angel s purity Yea even this I would deny ; Nor good confefs in name or thing, But Chrift my Lord, my life, my King, F2 HYMN S. HYMNLXVIII. CM. Original, Prince of Peace. Jfa. ix. 6. xxvi : . 5. Nab. i. 15. 1 Y ESUS, thou Prince, thou King of peace, J And King of glory too ; O be thy bleffed name ador'd, By Gentile and by Jew. 2 For Ifr'el's tribes — for us, O Lord, Eternal peace is made. Our pardon's feal'd — 'tis feal'd with blood, The blood of Chriit, our head : 3 Nor ours alone — the head of man, Of ev'ry man art thou : For ev'ry man, 'twas thine to die : The world to thee (hall bow. H Y M N LXIX. C. M. Watts. Prophet, Prieftand King. Deut. xviii. 18. He!>. vii. 17. Jfa. xxxiii.22. E blefs the Prophet of the Lord, 'W That comes with truth and grace j JeluSj thy ipirit and thy word, Shall lead us in thy ways. 2 We rev'rence our High Pried: above, Who offer'd up his blood ; And lives to carry on his love, By pleading with our God. 3 We honour our exalted King ; How fweet are his commands ! He guards our fouls from hell and fin, By his almighty hands. HYMNS. 55 4 Hofanna to his glorious name, Who faves by diffrent ways, His mercy lays a fov'reign claim, To our immortal praife. HYMN LXX. L. M. Rippon's ColU Rain of Heaven. Pfa. Ixxii. 6. JJa. lv. IO, II. 1 A S (how'rs on meadows newly mown, J\^ Jefus (hall (hed his bleffings down, Crown'd with whofe life infufing drops, Earth (hall renew her blifsful crops. 2 Lands that beneath a burning iky, Have long been defolate and dry, Th' effufions of his love (hall (hare* And fudden greens and herbage wear. 3 The dews and rains, in all their (tore, Drenching the paftures o'er and o'er, Are not fo copious as that grace, Which fanclines and faves our race. 4 As in foft (ilence vernal (how'rs Defcend, and cheer the fainting flow'rs, So in the fecrecy of love Falls the fweet infl'ence from above. 5 That heav'nly infl'ence let me find In holy (ilence of the mind, While ev'ry grace maintains it bloom, Diffufing wide its rich perfume. 6 Nor let thefe bleffings be confin'd To me, but pour'd on all mankind, Till earth's wild waftes in verdure rife, And a yonng Eden blefs our eyes. 56 HYMNS. HYMN LXXI. L. M. Rippon's ColL Ranforn. Job. xxxiii. 24. IJu xxxi. 11. 1 « T COME," the great Redeemer cries, J[ " A year of freedom to declare, From debts and bondage to difcharge, And Jews and Greeks the grace (hall (hare : 2 A day of vengeance I proclaim, But not on man the ftorm (hall fall, On me its thunder (hail defcend, My ftrength, my love fuftain them all." 3 Stupendous favour ! matchlefs grace ! Jefus has di'd that we might live : Not worlds below, nor worlds above Could fo divine a ranfom give. 4 To him, who lov'd our ruin'd race, And for our lives laid down his own, Let fongs of joyful praifes rife, Sublime, eternal as his throne. HYMN LXXII. C. M. John Relly, Refuge. Deut. xxxii. 27. Jfa. xxv. 4. 1 Ti /rORTALS behold your dying God, JLVjL Take refuge in his name ; Come, warn your robes white in the blood Of Chrift, the (laughter'd Lamb. 2 O 'tis eternal life to know His Godhead, blood, and fame : The fcriptures fay, he di'd for you. Then venture on the Lamb. 3 Now welcome all who come to God., In Chrift, the Saviour's name s HYMNS. 57 There's full redemption in his blood 5 Then do not flight the Lamb. 4 O that you God the Saviour knew, And that he bore your fhame j Di'd, rofe again, and lives for you, Then would you prize the Lamb* J What love, what kindnefs did he (hew ! When he from Heav'n came, To bear away all fin from you, Behold the holy Lamb. fc How rieh the blood which 9ftgf did itew I T@ eevtr ui fr@m fhamit * We'll bow hehm thy f©@! &§©! !©w* And hail thtf| tevtly Lamb. 7 O Chrift, ©ur Qed, eur blading Kinf, Wt'l! evtr fing thy fame* Heft and in Heav'n we'll ftiout and $tig Thy gloric s, worthy Lamb, HYMNLXXIII, S.M. Jame§ Riitv, Revealer of Peace. Jerem. xxxi. 7. AfiY. v. 5. JE/i^ H. 14, I TT7HEN God our father's pleas '4 W For to reveal his Son, Immediately otrr confcience eas'd Becomes his peaceful throne. % Confult we then no more Our fenfes, flefti and blood, But in the day of heav'nly pow'r Commence the fons of God. 3 Included all in one, We now with rapture tejl, 58 HYMNS. We're in the Father's only Son, In whom he's pleafed well : 4 This doth our God make knowa To mortal worms below : All other matters we difown, This only will we know. HYMN LXXIV. L. M. Wesley's Coll. The Lord our Rightcoufnefs. Jtr. xxiii.6. Jja. liv. 17. 1 TESUS, thy blood and righteoufnefs, J My beauty are, my glorious drefs ; 'Midft flaming worlds in thefe array'd, With joy fhall I lift up my head. 2 When from the duft of death I rife, To claim my manfion in the fkies ; E'en then ihall this be all my plea, " Jefus hath liv'd, hath di'd for me,' 1 3 Bold (hall I ftand in that great day ; For who ought to my charge (hall lay ? Fully thro' thefe abfolv'd I am From fin and fearj from guilt and fhame. 4 Thus Abraham the friend of God, Thus all the armies bought with blood, Saviour of tinners thee proclaim ; Sinners, of whom the chief I am. 5 This fpotlefs robe the fame appears, When ruin'd nature finks in years ; No age can change its glorious hue, The grace of Chriit is ever new* HYMNS. 59 h O let the dead now hear thy voice, Now bid thy banifh'd ones rejoice, Their beauty this, their glorious drefs, Jefusthe Lord our righteoufnefs. HYMN LXXV. L. M. Rippon's Coll. Righteoufnefs of Chrift alone fufficient. Mk. vi. 6, 7. PJa. liii. 2, 3. Hof. vi. 4. 1 -f TT THEREWITH, O Lord, (hall I draw near, W Or bow myfelf before thy face ? How in thy purer eyes appear ? What mall I bring to gain thy grace ? 2 Will gifts delight the Lord moft High ? Will multiply'd oblations pleafe ? Thoufands of rams his favor buy, Or ilaughter'd hecatombs appeafe ? 3 Can thefe afluage the wrath of God ? Can thefe warn out my guilty ftain ? Rivers of oil, or feas of blood, Alas I they all muft flow in vain. 4 What have I then wherein to truft ? I nothing have, I nothing am ; Excluded is my ev'ry boaft, My glory fwallow'd up in fhame. 5 Guilty, I ftand before thy face ; My fole defert, is hell and wrath ; 'Twere juft the fentence mould take place, ButO, I plead my Saviour's death ! 6 I plead the merits of thy Soa, Who di.'d for finners on the tree ; I plead his righteoufnefs alone, O put the fpotlefs robe on me. 6o HYMNS. HYMNLXXVI. S.M. James Relly. Rock. I/a. xxxii.2. Pfa. cv.41. 1 Cor. x, 4. 1 "XT 7"HILST we are marching thro' y V This land with drought accurs'd, Rivers of living waters flow, In thee to quench our thirft. 2 This world's a weary land ; By fin, a defart made : 'Tis all around a burning ftrand ; Has no refrefhing (hade. 3 But thou'rt our mighty rock ; Thy fhadow very great ! Where all thy weary pilgrim flock Find a divine retreat. 4 Tho* once with fin opprefs'd, From which no part was free ; Our grievances are now redrefs'd, Dear, glorious man, in thee. 5 In thee we now have found What'er we loft, and more ; We fee thy. grace much more abound, Than fin had done before. 6 Thy praife be our employ ; Thy glories ever mine : All our falvation, hope, and joy, Art thou, O man, divine ! HYMN LXXVII. L. M. Watt's Pfal. 43. Sacrifice. I/a. li'ii. 7, 8. 1 Cor. 5, 7. l rTlHE wonders, Lord, thy love has wrought, JL Exceed our praife, furmaunt our tho't, HYMNS. 61 Should I attempt the long detail, My fpeech would faint, rny numbers fail; 2 No blood of beafts on altars fpilt, Can cleanfe the fouls of men from guilt $ But thou haft fet before our eyes An all fufficient facrifice. 3 Lo ! thine eternal Son appears, To thy defigns he bows his ears ; A flumes a body well prepar'd, And well performs a work fo hard. 4 " Behold I come (the Saviour cries With love and duty in his eyes) I come to bear the heavy load Of (ins, and do thy will, my God. 5 ? Tis written in thy great decree, 'Tis in thy book foretold of me ; I mull: fulfil the Saviour's part -, And lo ! thy law is in my heart. 6 I'll magnify thy holy law, And rebels to obedience draw, When on my crofs I'm lifted high, Or to my crown above the fky. j '£? 7 The fpirit mail defcend and fliow What thou haft done, and what I do ; The wond'ring world fhall learn thy grace, Thy wifdom and thy righteoufnefs." HYMNLXXVIII. P.M. James Relly. Salvation of God. Exod. xiv. 13, 14. xv. z, 2i. Lam. HI. z6. I /CANAAN promis'd is before j V>l Come let us forward go, Not the ocean, nor its roar, G «2 HYMNS. Nor the Egyptian foe, May obftrud, when God commands j His pow'r on our behalf he mows : Move we forward to the land, Where milk and honey flows. 2 Pharaoh's hofts, our flefh and fenfe, Prefs hard upon our rear ; Vainly ftrive to caufe offence, Or make the fpirit fear : God protects us in his hand, Whilft vengeance on his foes he throws : Move we forward to the land, Where milk and honey flows. 3 Roaring floods clap hands aloud, To drive us back again ; Seas of trials vaftly crowd T' affright the fons of men : Jefus bids us quiet ftand, Whilft he his great falvation fhows : Move we forward to the land, Where milk and honey flows. 4 Seas divide before our face, And ftand upon an heap ; M>£hty waters, by his grace, Sm.nk from the fearful deep : On we march at his command, Nor dread the pow'r of our foes : Move we forward to the land, Where milk and honey flows. 5 Love, which God to us doth fhew, Strikes the Egyptian dead ; Floods, which give us pafiage thro', Return upon their head : Dead we fee them on the ftrand, Nor can they further us purfue; We are in immanuei's land, Where milk and honey flow. H Y M N S. 63 HYMN LXXIX. S. M. Watts. Salvation, Righteoufnefs and Strength. Jfa. xlix. 6„ lix. 16, 17. xxvi. 4. P/J. ixxi. 15, 16. 1 rT^HE Lord on high proclaims JL His Godhead from his throne ; 11 Mercy and juftice are the names By which I will be known. 2 Ye dying fouls that fit in darknefs anddirtrefs, Look from the borders of the pit To my recov'ring grace." 3 Sinners (hall hear the found ; Their thankful tongues mall own, Our righteoufnefs and ftrength is found In thee, O Lord, alone. 4 In thee fliall Ifr'el truft, And fee their guilt forgiv'n ; God will pronounce the finners jurt, And take the faints to heav'n. HYMN LXXX. S. M. James Relly, Secure Hiding Place. Pfa. cxix. 1 24. xxvii. 5. 1 f*\ CHRIST ! O love divine 1 \J How wonderful art thou ! What heav'nly beauties in thee mine ! What mercies from thee flow ! 2 Lo ! thou att all we need, To make us truly bleft ; Thy wormippers are all agreed, Thou art the finner's reft. 3 When blows the ftormy wind, The rage of man or hell, *4 HYMNS, A hiding place in thee we find, Shelter'd in peace we dwell. 4 When Satan, fin and law, Do fiercely all unite, Moft fearfully on us to draw A dark, tempeftuous night. 5 When thunders roar aloud Thro' the diftemper'd fky ; Like lightnings from the fulph'rous cloud, When dreadful curfes fly : 6 Defpairing, guilty fears, In fiery tempefts roll, And when the fecond death appears To fright the trembling foul : 7 By faith in thee made bold, We fmile when tempefts fall ; Thou art the man promis'd of old, To cover us from all. HYMN LXXXI. C. M, Peacock. Sun of Righteoufnefs. Mai. Iv. a. Ifa> xxx. z6. Pfa* xix. 6. ESUS, thou Sun of Righteoufnefs, All glorious and divine ; Thy people w,th thy pretence blefs, In their affemblies fhine. ■j 2 Thy healing beams alone can cheer Hearts pain'd with inward grief; The foul oppreft with guilt and feat In thee finds fweet relief. 3 If thou thy righteoufnefs difplay And make thy merits known s HYMNS. 65 Sinners (hail learn thy wond'rous grace And faints thy goodnefs own. 4 Our tongues (hall thy redeeming love With facred rapture tell ; And loud refound Immanuel's praife, Who faves from death and hell. H Y M N LXXXIL C. M. James Relly, Tree of Good Fruit, Jer. xvii. 8. Rev, xxii. 2, 3. 1 TT7HEN all the virtues of the wood, Vt Impartially we trace ; The apple tree, as rare, and good, Firft claims the higherf place : Beauteous, and rare, it (tands admir'd Amongft a thoufand trees ; Its fragrance, fruit, and made denYd, To quicken, feed and pleafe. 2 Jiift fo, excelling heav'n and earth, Is my beloved feen Amongft the fons of royal birth, The fons of God or men : Above them all he ftands alone, Pre-eminent and rare ; The Father's firit begotten Son, None may with him compare. 3 He as the man of God's right hand, Is ail perfection ken. ; Whilft angels charg'd with folly ftand, • And heav'n's declar'd unclean. When Waited ev'ry tree beiide, Still he affords a lhade ; A fafe afylum for liis bride, Which love eternal made,. 66 HYMNS. 4 His fragrant name our hearts (hall cheer, As ointments poured forth ; More than the names which angels bear. Or men of higheft worth. Unfav'ry all the fons we prove, Their worth no more can fee 5 The fragrance of eternal love Comes torth, dear Lamb, from thee. 5 Thy fruits, thy wifdom, love, and pow'r, Are perfecl evermore ; Wtiiift all befide are green and four, Or rotten at the core. Live thou, of all the fons admir'd, The onlyjuft and good j As ftands the apple tree defir'd, In the unfruitful wood. HYMN LXXXIII. P. M. James Relly, Top Stone. Gen. xlix. 24. Zec.'w. 7. iii. 9. i "\Tf THEN elements and time will fade, VV (What wifeft architects have made) Mould'ring to whence it came ; God's building ever (hall endure, In all things order'd well and fure, Chrift always is the fame. 2 When we the infide work furvey, What grandeur does the whole difplay ! How glorious ev'ry part ! Earth's beauties all are far too mean, To point out what's in Jefus feen, When he attracts the heart. 3 Foundation, Chrift, and head (tone too, The Alpha and Omega thou, HYMNS. 67 Of this the houfe of God : A lively ftone, on thee I'm built ; And wafti'd from all my dreadful guilt, In thine atoning blood. HYMN LXXXIV. P. M. James Reliy, Wonderful. Ifa. ix. 6. xxviii. 29. PJa. xl. 5. 1 "¥ T TONDERFUL thy name we call, yy And wonderful thou art ! We, in fpirit, proftrate fall, And hail thy wounded heart ! Thou haft us redeem'd to God, From ev'ry nation, kindred, tongue ; Thou haft wafh'd us in thy blood, And taught us the new fong. 2 Jefus only is the Lord, He only holy is ; Jefus is by us ador'd, He is our perfect blifs ; We in him, and he in us, Thro' all his wounds, and death, and bloody In one body on the crofs Were perfected to God. 3 Thou, O Chrift, in Zion prais'd, Whom we our Saviour call, In the Godhead's glory rais'd Above the heavens all : Thee we hail, thou Prince of heav'n ! 'Tis thee we hail, thou faithful heart ! Thou thyfelf to us haft giv'n j All hail our better part ! 4 Worthy is the holy Lamb, Pre-eminence is giv'n ! Greatly glorious is his name, Above the higheft heav'n I 68 HYMNS. Yet he names on us his name, And boldly owns the brotherhood, Calls us brethren without ihame, And us prefents to God. HYMN LXXXV. C. M. Original. * Zeal of the Lord of Hods. JJa. ix. 7. !xiii. 4) $t EAL of the Lord of Hofts ! thy zeal, Zealous to finifh fin, bhall of tranfgreflion make an end> And righteoufnefs bring in. z 2 Yes ! righteoufnefs divine, complete, The righteoufnefs of God, Imputed to the guilty foul, By faith in Jefus' blood. 3 And will that God who gaye his fon, Refufe this faith to give ? Sure, no. — It cannot, cannot be — Man (hall believe and live* HYMN LXXXVI. L. M. Wesley's G/A Praife. Pfa. viii. 9. Jja. Ix. 3. j •"VTHOU in whom the Gentiles truft, y^y Thou only holy, only juft ; O tune our fouls to praife thy name, Jefus ! unchangeable, the fame ! 2 If angels, whilft to thee they fing, Wrap up their faces in their wing ; How fhall we finful duft draw nigh, Thy great and awful Majefty ? 3 Glory to thee, aufpicious Lamb ! Thou holy Lord, thou great I Am ! HYMNS. 69 With all our pow'rs thy grace we blefs ; Our joy, our peace, our righteoufnefs ! 4 Live, ever glorious Jefus ! live, Worthy all bleffings to receive f Worthy on high enthron'd to fir, With every pow'r beneath thy feet ! 5 Bleffings forever on the Lamb, Who bore the curfe for finful man : Let angels found the facred name, And ev'ry creature fay Amen. HYMN LXXXVII. C. M. Steel*; Praife. PJa. Ixvi. 1, 2. //*. xii. 1,2. J rjTKO our Redeemer's glorious name, J_ Awake the facred fong ! O may his love (immortal flame 1) Tune ev'ry heart and tongue. 2 His love, what mortal thought can reach ? What mortal tongue difphy ? Imagination's utmoil itretcn In wonder dies away. 3 He left his radiant throne on high ; Left the bright realms of blifs, And came to earth to bleed and die !— Was ever love like this ! 4 Dear Lord while we adoring pay Our humble thanks to thee ; May ev'ry heart with rapture fay, The Saviour di'd for me. 5 O may the fweet, the blifsful theme Fill every heart and tongue ; Till ftrangers love thy charming name, And join the facred fong. 7* HYMN S. Particular Types, and General Pro- phecies of Jesus, from the Legal and Prophetic Dispensations. Alphabe- tically arranged. H Y M N LXXXVIII. CM. Watts. Aaron, and the true Melchizedek. Jieb. \x. 7, 8, 24. 1 TESUS, in thee our eyes behold J A thoufand glories more, Than fparkled in the gems and gold The fons of Aaron wore. 2 They hrft their own burnt ofT'rings brought,, To purge themfelves from fin ; Thy life was pure without a fpot, And all thy nature clean. 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 Chrift by his own pow'rful blood, Afcends above the Ikies, And in the prefence of our God, Shews his own facrifice. 5 Jefus the king of glory reigns, On Zion's heav'nly hill, Looks like a lamb that once was (lain, And wears his priefihood ftill. 6 He ever fives to intercede Before his Father's face : Give him, my foul, thy caufe to plead. Nor doubt the Father's grace. HYMNS. jr HYMN LXXXIX. L. M. Original, Achor's Vale, a Door of Hope. Jcjh. \).z6.Hof. ii. 15, iS. ROM tribulation's gloomy vale, Where Jefus bow'd, where Jefus bled, 1 he furT'ring, conq'ring Lamb of God, Shall lift on high, his glorious head. 'F 2 For rebel man, the Saviour died : For man, he burft the rocky tomb ; And opes, by death, a door of hope, That enters on the world to come. 3 The bow, the fword, the fting of death, Chrift Jefus' death has took away; And Achor's vale, this vale of tears, Now beams with everlafting day. HYMN XC. L. M. Original. Balaam's Prophecy : Or, the Star of Jacob, Numb. xxiv. 17. xxii'1.20, 21. Rem. iii. 29. 1 nr^HE fon of Beor's op'ningeyes, X Mid vifions of unfolding fkies, Beholds the promis'd day afar, The day of Jacob's rifing ftar. 2 He faw — believ'd the God on high. Nor dar'd that people to defy, In whom, as members pure and clean, Iniquity is never feen. 3 Hath Ifr'el righteoufnefs alone ? Are not the Gentiles, Lord, thy own ? What faith the word ? " All fouls are mine.'* Thy words are true ; the world is thine. 72 HYMNS. HYMNXCI. P.M. Original. Chara&ers of Chrift : From the Prophets. 1 "/^VP'NER of the blinded eyes!" \_J Mid the night of death arife. u Binder of the broken heart !■" Baliam to the foul impart. 2 " Giver of the oil of joy !" Mourning from the earth deftroy. " Raifer up of Jacob's race !" Save the world of man, by grace. 3 " Saviour God, and God the juft !" On thine arm (hall nations trull. " Gath'rer of the outcafts' home !" In Salvation's chariots, come. 4 " Lib'ral foul, devifing good !" Sinners warn in thy own blood. "Taker of the vail away !" Leau us to eternal day. 5 "M?n offorrows, man of grief !" May thy wounds impart relief. " Leader, witnefs, cov'nant God !" Rule the world with mercy's rod. 6 " Op'ner of the prifon door !" Captives to thy light reftore. "Judge, lawgiver, King of men !" Come, in glory, come again. HYMNXCII. L. M. Original, David, the Keeper of his Father's Sheep. x Sam. «xxiv. 35. Jobn t x. 10, 28. I A S David kept his father's flock, JLX. The lion bare one lamb away : In wrath he rofe, the monfter fmote ; And his right arm redeem'd the prey. HYMNS. r* 2 Jefus, a greater fhepherd faT, The roaring lion rends in twain ; Plucks from his jaws each captive Iamb, And brings them to the fold again. 3 One Lord there is — and one the fold ; All nations form this fhepherd's fheep : The conq'ring Lord, the living God, Faithful and true his fold fnall keep. HYMN XCIIL G. M. Watts. Mofes, Aaron, and Jofhua. Ileb.sW. 11,19. iv.8, 9. IfaAv, 4. 5 'r-ri IS not the law of ten commands X On holy Sinai giv'n, Or fent to men by Mofe's hands, Can bring us fafe to Heaven. 2 'Tis not the blood which Aaron fpilt,, Nor fmoke of fweeteft fmeli, f Can buy a pardon for cur guilt, Or fave our fouls from hell. 3 Aaron the prieft refigns his breath, At God's immediate will, And in the defert yields to death, Upon th' appointed hill. 4 And thus on Jordan's yonder fide The tribes of Ifr'el (tand, While Mofes bow'd his head and dVi Short of the promised land. 5 Ifr'el rejoice, now * Jofhua leads, He'll bring your tribes to reft ; So far the Saviour's name exceeds The ruler and the prieft. * Jofhua the fame with Tefus, and Ggnifita a Savlouiv H 7+ HYMNS, HYMN XCIV. P. M. Original, Mames appropriate to Jelus. CdleEicd from IJaiab. Holy, Holy, L01 By the Seraphim ador'd j TTOLY, Holy, Holy, Lord !" May thv fulnefs fill the earth ; Sendlalvation boundleis forth. 2 " Stem of Jefle ! branch of God !" Spread thy glorious felf abroad ; North and fouth, and eaft and weft, Gather thou, in thee, to reft. 3 " Rock of ftrength, for man made ftrong !" Praifcs, Lord, to thee belong; This foundation cannot fail ; No; fhall hell itfelf prevail. 4 " Mighty God, complete to fave ! M Thine the triumph o'er the grave ; Death to thee refigns the prey ; Thou haft took his pow'r away. 5 iC Reft wherewith the weary reft !" Be thy nam« forever bleft. " Healer of thy people's wound !" Live, with honour, glory crown'd. HYMN XCV. C. M. Rippon's CqIL Offices of Chrift, prophetically defcribed. Jja. xxix. 18,24. xl. 45. 1 TfTTARK the glad found ! the Saviour comes, |_ JL The Saviour promis'd long ! Let ev'ry heart prepare a throne. And ev'ry voice a fong. 2 On him, thefpirit, largely pour'd, Exerts its facred fire ; Wifdom and might, and zeal and love. His holy breaft infpire. HYMNS. 75 3 He comes, the pris'ners to releafe, In Satan's bondage held ; The gates of brafs before him burft, The iron fetters yield. 4 He com«s, from thickeft films of vice, To clear the mental ray ; And on the eye oppreft with night, To pour cdenial day. 5 He comes, the broken heart to bind, The bleeding foul to cure ; And, with the treafures of his grace, T' inrich the humble poor. 6 Our glad Hofannas, Prince of Peace, Thy welcome mall proclaim ; And Heav'n's eternal arches ring With thy beloved name. HYMN XCVI. L. M. Original. Samfon's Death. jfudg. xvi. 29, 30. a. Cor. v. 14. 1 QTRONGER in death, than erft in life, 1^5 Samfon, theconq'ror, bows his head ; The pillars make, the houfe o'erturns - 3 His enemies, himfelf are dead. 2 More glorious far is Jefus feen 5 For enemies the Saviour dies ; Death and the grave, his death fubdues ; And man redeem'd, with him mail rife, 3 Lord, of the living and the dead, Who dying conquer'd death's dread pow'r ; We celebrate that awful day, And hail thy refurrecUon hour. 7* HYMN S. HYMN XCVII. C. M. Watt*. Subftance of the Levitical PrieUhood. Htb< vii. 28. xiii. 11, j2, 1 rTpHE true Mefliah now appears, X The types are all withdrawn ; So fly the shadows and the ftars Before the rifing dawn. 2 No fmoking fweets, nor bleeding lambs. Nor kid nor bullock (lain : Incenfe and fpice of coftly names Would all be burnt in vain. 3 Aaron muft lay his robes away, His mitre and his veft, When God himfelf comes down to be The off'ring and the prieft. 4 He took our mortal flefh to mow The wonders of his love ; For us he paid his life below, And prays for us above. 5 Father, he cries* forgive their fins, For I myfelf have di'd ; And then he mows his open'd veins, And pleads his wounded fide. HYMN XCVIII. L. M. Watts, Titles of (Thrift. JJa. ix. 2. xliii. 5, 6. I f I ^HE lands that long in darknefs lay, Now have beheld a heav'nly light, Nations which fat in death's cold made, Are blefs'd with beams divinely bright. 7. The virgin's prornis'd fon is born ; Behold th' expecled child appear : HYMNS. 77 What (hall his names or titles be ? The Wonderful, the CounfelloV. 3 This infant is the mighty God, Come to be fuckled and ador'd ; Th' eternal Father, Prince of Peace, The fon of David, and his Lord. 4 The government of earth andfeas Upon his moulders (hall be laid ; His wide dominion mil increafe, And honours to his name be paid. 5 Jefus the holy child (hall fit High on his father David's throne, Shall cru(h his foes beneath his feet, And reign to ages yet^inknown* HYMN XCIX. L, M. Watts; The Types and Prophecies fulfilled in Chrift. Bom. x. 4. 1 Pet. i. 19. Jobtiy i. 24. 1 TJEHOLD the woman's promis'd (ecd 1 Xj Behold the great Meffiah come ! Behold the prophets all agreed To give him the fuperiour room ! 2 Abrah'm, the faint, rejoic'd of old When vifions of the Lord he faw 5 Mofes, the man of God, foretold, This great fulfiller of his law. 3 The types bore witnefs to his name, Obtain'd their chief defign and ceas'd y The incenfe, and the bleeding lamb* The ark, the altar, and the prieft. 4 Predictions In abundance meet, To join their bleffings on his head, Jefus, we worfhip at thy feet, And nations own the promis'd fad* * Ha 78 HYMNS, HYMNC, P. M. Whitfielp's ft* Praife. Pfa. Ixxii. i3, 19. Jjs. xliv. 23. URE thy name is Wonderful Counfellor, the mighty God, Whom the Heav 'n'ly holts adore, Praife we thro' the earth abroad. *s 2 Thou the Godhead bearing dowi\ To the fight of mortal man, Flefh in form, and God in pow'r, Suited art to all thy plan. 3 Centered in thy lovely face, Judgement, mercy, both appear ; All Uie Father's honour meets, All his glory triumphs here. 4 Wonderfully form 'd toraife, Adam's fallen, lielplefs race, FormM to purchafe and fecure,. For thy people, boundlefs Grace. 5 Thcu that Prophet art and King> Thou the Prieft foretold to rile 3 Thou the facrirlcer art, Thou too art the facrifice. 6 Lamb of God, that once was (lata. Bleeding on the painful tree, Rifen and afcended high,. We adore thy majefty. 1 Wonderful art thou in pow Y, Wonderful art thou in love j Be thou all our theme below, Be thou all our Heav'n above \ HYMNS. 7£: The Incarnation of Christ: Or, Goi> manifeft in Flesh. HYMNCI, C. M. James Relly; God Manifeft in Flefh. Job> xix. 26, 27, 1 Tim. iii. 16. 1 OEE, O my foul, with wonder fee 3 l^ ArrayM in flem, thy God x Cloth'd with my whole humanity* And deeply drench'd in biood ! 2 My flefh, my blood, and bone efpous'd ; (O the amazing plan !) From nature's death and darknefs rous'd^ When God became a man. 3 My frame, once pure, was raarr'd and harm'd 9 Between his hands quite fpoil'd ; But now a nobler veflel form'd, When God became a child. 4 At Bethl'em was my purer birth, The virgin mother mine, His heav'n married to my earth, In Chrift, the man divine. HYMN CH. P. M. John Murray The Incarna.tion of jle(us. John, i. 1. Rom. i. 3. t- T T THEN God would prove his love,, V V To aM tne ruin'd race, Defcending from above> As full of truth and grace, Hejoin'd our nature to hisown^ And fav'd us in himfelf alone. The work he well perform'd In love 3 he came to do^ So HYMNS. The pow'rs of hell he ftorm'd, And drove th' infernal crew - f O'er death itfelf victorious rofe, Triumphant over all our foes. 3 Hail, dear almighty King ! We praife thee for thy grace, Thy victories we fing Thou Prince of life and peace -> To thee eternal praife is due, Who by thyfelf mad'ft all things new: HYMN CHI. C. M. Medley. The Word made Flefh. % Jobn>\. 14. 1 John, \. %% 1 "fc^TORTALS awake, with Angels join,, XVJL And chaunt the folenan lay j Joy, love and gratitude combine To hail th* aufpicious day. 2 In heav'n the rapturous fong began, A d fweet feraphic fire Thro' all the mining legions ran, And ftrung and tun'd the lyre, 3 Swift thro* the vaft expanfe it flies, And loud the echo roU'd ; . The theme, the fong, the joy was great, 'Twas more than heav'n could hold. 4 Down thro' the portals of the fky Th' impetuous torrent ran ; And angels flew with eager joy To bear the news to man. 5 Wrapt in the fdence of the night Lay all the eaftern world, HYMNS. 81 When burning, glorious, heav'nly light The wond'rous fcen« unfurl'd. 6 Hark ! the cherubic armies fhout, And glory leads the fong : Good will and peace are heard throughout T.h' harmonious heav'nly throng. 7 O for a glance of heav'nly love Our hearts and fongs to raife - f Sweetly to bear our fouls above And mingle with their lays. 8 With joy the chorus we'll repeat Glory to God on high ; Good will and peace are now complete, Jefus was born to die. 9 Hail, Prince of life, for ever hail f Redeemer, brother, friend ! Tho' earth and time, and life (hould fail* Thy praife (hall never end. HYMN CIV. C. M. Peacock. Chrift, found in Fafhion as a Man. Philip, ii. 6, 7. John, xiv. 8,9. 1 TTrHAT condefcending grace and love VV Did Ch »"ift for us difplay, Who left the glorious worlds above, To dwell in mortal clay ! 2 He not th' angelic form afTum'd, Nor the celeftial frame : Tho' angels nobler natures boaft, And boait a nobler name. 3 Behold, of Abrah'm's faithful kcd The great Redeemer horn ; 82 H Y M N S. See him, in mortal ftefh appear, Our nature to adorn ! 4 It well the Saviour's love became, A human form to wear, That he might thus our guilt atone, And our tranfgreffions hear. 5 Jefus our merciful high prieft, inflam'd with love divine, Redeem'd his people with his blood, And did his life refign. 6 The pains, the agonies, he bore, To our tranfgreffions due ; — His arm in the diftrefling hour His faints fhall fuccour too. 7 Then to the throne of fov 'reign grace, Let us with joy draw near, That we may gain a rich fupply, For all we want is there. HYMN C V. L. M. Watt's Pfal. 97. The Glory of the Lord revealed. fltb. i. 6. Matt. ii. n. I /T^HE Lord is come, the heav'ns proclaim JL His birth ; the nations learn his name ; An unknown (tar directs the road Of eaftern fages to their God. a All ye bright armies of the fkies, Go, worfhip where the Saviour lies ; Angels and kings before him bow, Thofe Gods on high and Gods below. H Y M N S, 83 3 Let idols totter to the ground, And their own worshippers confound -, But Judah (bout, but Sion ling, And earth confefs her fov'reign king. HYMN CVI. C. M. John Relly. Jehovah who fhould come. Mai. Hi. 1. Pfa. xlv. 6. 1 T TOW ftrange the tidings, how profound ! That God a man mould be ; In iervant's form the Lord was found, To make us fervants free. 2 Our father lov'd us worms fo well, He put our nature on, And thus became Immanuel, The Father and the Son. 3 He finiuYd what his love began, For Adam's ruin'd race ; We fee the God fhine thro* the man, In dear Imman'ePs face. 4 This facred unity maintains * Our conftant peace with God : Our (ins aton'd for by his pains, His forrow and his blood. HYMN CVII: C. M. Steele. Praife. Pfa, cxtii. I, 2. Mark, xi. 9. 10. 1 A WAKE, awake the facred fong J^^ To our incarnate Lord ; Let evVy heart, and ev'ry tongue Adore th' eternal word. 2 That awful word, that fov'reign pow'r, By whom the worlds were made t 8 4 H Y M N S. (O happy morn ! ilkftrious hour !) Was once in flefh array'd ! 3 Then fhone almighty pow'r and love In all their glorious forms : When Jefus left the throne above To dwell with finful worms. 4 To dwell with mifery below, The Saviour left the fkies ; And funk to wretchednefs and woe, That worthlefs man might rife. 5 Adoring angels tun'd their fongs To hail the joyful day ; With rapture then, let mortal tongues 'Their grateful worfhip pay. 6 What glory, Lord, to thee is due f With wonder we adore ; But could we fing as angels do, Our higheft praife were poor. The Nativity of the StviouR, Celc* brated by Angels and Men. HYMN CVIII. C. M. Episcopal PfaL The Song of Angels. Luke, ii< io, n, 13, 14. i "IT 7*HILE fhepherds watch'd their flocks by VV night, All featcd on the ground, The angel of the Lord came down, And glory (hone around. 1 « Fear not, faid he (for mighty dread Had feiz'd their troubled mind ;) Glad tidings of great joy I bring To you> and all mankind. H Y M N S. 85 3 To you, in David's town, this day Is born of David's line, A Saviour, who is Chrift the Lord ; And this (hall be the fjgn : 4 The heav'nly Babe you there (hall find, To human view difplay'd, All meanly wrapt in fwathing bands, And in a manger laid." 5 Thus fpake the Seraph, and forthwith Appear'd a mining ttorong Of Angels, praifing God, who thus Addrefs'd their joyful fong : 6 " All Glory be to God on high, And to the earth be peace ; Good will, henceforth, from heav'n to men * Begin, and never ceafe." H Y M N CIX. P. M. James Relly. The Nativity of Jefus. JJa. ix. 6. Luke, ii. 31, 32. 1 "\X 7"E celebrate the praife to day, W Of Godhead manifeft in clay, And of a woman born ! The promis'd Son to us is giv'n, The glories of indulgent heav'n, Our nature doth adorn. 2 Let it be told to diftant lands, Howfoftly wrapp'd in fvvaddling bands. And in a manger laid, Was he, whom we with joy confefs, The glorious Lord, our righteoufnefs ! Born of the favour'd maid, I 86 HYMNS. 3 Long did the faints with ardour figh To fee his day, and thus did cry, Defire of nations come : More blcft are we who fee and prove, The fullnefs of the Father's love, The ftate of man, affumc. 4. The Lord himfelf hath giv'n the fign Of richeft grace, and love divine, Promis'd of old to man ; How that a virgin fhould conceive ; The wond'rous tidings we believe, And praife her firft born fon. HYMN CX. P. M. Whitfield's GIL A Saviour, who is Chrift the Lord. Jer. xxxiii. 14, 15, 16. Zepb. ill. 17. Cartic. ii. II, 12. 1 TJARK ! the herald Angels fing Glory to the new born King ! Peace on earth, and mercy mild, God and finnersreconcil'd. 2 Joyful all ye nations rife, Join the triumphs of the fkies ; Nature rife and worfhip him, Who is born at Bethlehem. 3 Chrift, by higheft heav'n adorM, Chrift, the everhfting Lord ; - Late in time behold him come, Offspring of the virgin's womb. 4 VeiPd in flefh the Godhead fee, Hail tlr incarnate Deity ! Pleas'd as man with men f appear, Jofus' our Immanuel here. H Y M N S. 87 5 Hail the heav'n born Prince of Peace ! Hail the Sun of Righteoufnefs ! Light and life around he brings, Ris'n with healing in his wings. 6 Mild he lays his glory by, Born that men no more may die $ Born to raife the fons of earth ; Bom to give them fecond birth, 7 Come, defire of nations, come, Fix in us thy heav'nly home : Rife the woman's conqu'ring feed, Bruife in us the ferpent's head. 8 Adam's likenefs now efface, Stamp thy image in its place $ Second Adam from above, Work it in us by thy love. HYMN CXI. P.M. JohnRelly, The Everlafting Father dwells with Men. Mic* v. 2, Matt. 1j. 6. PJa, cxvii. l, 2. j 1 ET all the nations of the earth I j Sing of the great Redeemer's birth / That once defpifed man : O how immenie the myftery ; The Father of eternity Contracted to a fpan. 2 The fallen fons of men he took, As members written in his bock, And did our ftate allume, That we with him, from fin fetfree, Pure, holy, undeftTd might bej And thus to glory come, . H Y M N 3 Lo ! then a man was born again, Exempt from Adam's dreadful ftain, And fully meet for heav'n ; With him the fallen fons of earth Are born of God, this their new birth, Which grace to them has giv'n. 4 With Angel hods we join to fing The praifes of our new born King, Our God incarnate blefs, Whofe holy, ftrange, myfterious birth, Brought heav'nlyjoys to fons of earth, With peace and righteoufnefs. H Y M N CX2I. P. M. Immanuel is Born. Luke, i. 68, 69, 70. 3 A RISE, and hail the happy day ; JTjl Caft all low cares of life away, And thought of meaner things : This day to cure our deadly woes, The Sun of Righteoufnefs arofe, With Uealing in his wings. 2 If angels on that happy morn, The Saviour of the world was born r Pour'd forth their joyful fongs ; Much more mould we of human race, Adore the wonders of his grace, To whom that grace belongs. 3 O then let heav'n and earth rejoice, Let ev'ry creature join his voice, To hymn the happy day ; When Satan's empire vanquifh'd fell, And all the pow'rs of death and hell^ Coafefs'd his fov'reign fway.. HYMN S. 89 HYMN CXIII. P.M. James Relly. Behold the King of Kings. Luke, i. 78, 79. Pfa. xcvi. 2, j. 1 /^lOME, join with angel holts to cry, V^ Glory to God, to God on high ; Peace on rebellious earth : To man good will abounds from heav'n ; The proof of all is richly giv'n In ChritVs m) fterious birth ! 2 What things arethefe which angels fay ? A Saviour born ? yea, born to day, In David's native town : A Saviour, who is Chrift the Lord j For fo declares the heav'nly word ; Hear, wonder, and bow down ! 3 The wonderful, the holy child, The everlafting Father ftil'd. The mighty God art thou ; The Counsellor, the Prince of Peace, Whofe glorious kingdom ne'er (hall ceafe> Nor wars, nor tumults know. 4 The cloud on our nativity Difpels in this thy myftery, Thou holy, undenVd : Our iinful nature's born again In this thy birth, without a ftain, And can no more be fpoil'd. H Y M N CXIV. P.. M. Knapp's Pfalmodj, The Salvation of God revealed. Jfa. Hi. 9. Pja. xcviii.2, 4. J f\ SIGHT of anguifh ! view it near% \_jy What v/eeping innocence is here 3 A manger for his bed ? 90 H Y M N fe The brutes yield refuge to his woe; Men, the worfe brutes, no pity fhov-v Nor give him friendly aid. 2 Why do no rapid thunders roll ? Why do no tempefts rock the pole I O miracle of grace ! Or, why no angel on the wing, Warm for the honours of their King, X' extirpate all the race ? 3 Did he, that infant bath'd in tears, Call into form the rolling fpheres ? Did feraphs wait his nod ? Helplefs he calls — but man delays : The moral chaos difobeys, This offspring of a God. 4 Say, radiant feraphs thron'd in lighr r Did lave e'er tow'r fo high a flight ? Or glory fink fo low ? This wonder angels fcarce declare, Angels the rapture fcarce can bear, Or equal thanks beftow. 5 Redemption ! 'tis aboundlefs theme ! Thou boundlefs mind, our hearts inflame With ardour from above : Words are but faint — let joy exprefs ; Vain is mere joy — Men, Angels blefs This prodigy of love. HYMN CXV. C. M. Original, Glad Tidings of great Joy. Luke, i. 19. If a. x!. 9. lit 7. H' Almighty fpake, and Gabr'cl fped Upborne on wings of light $ T HYMNS. §* Jehovah's glory round him fpread, And chang'd to day, the night. 2 Swift down to earth th' Archangel flew From God's eternal throne ; His mining robe of rainbow hue, The ftars, moon, fun outfhone. 3 One note of peace was heard on high i Glad tidings roll'd around : Ten thoufand thoufand left thefky, To catch Salvation's found. 4 Shout, fhout forjoy — rejoice, O earth : Hail, hail this glorious morn ; Rejoice ! rejoice, in Jefus' birth, To day are nations born. 5 From Zion's hill to worlds above, Re-echo'd back the ftrain ; And golden harps attun'd to love, Thus fwept Ephratah's plain. 6 He comes ! he comes ! the Saviour God; Good will, peace, joy for men. Glad tidings fhout to all abroad. So be it, Lord — Amen. HYMN CXVI. C. M. Watt's Pfa. 9 S, Praife. Pfa.xxix.z. xxiv. i. fxvii. 5. 1 TOY to the world : the Lord is come ; J Let earth receive her king : Let ev'ry heart prepare him room, And Heav'n and nature ling. 2 Joy to the earth, the Saviour reigns | Let men their fongs employ ; 92 ; HYMNS. While fields and floods, rocks, hills and plains Repeat the founding joy. 3 No more let fins and forrows grow, Nor thorns infeft the ground ; He comes to make his bleffings flow Far as the curfe is found. 4 He rules the world with truth and grace. And makes the nations prove The glories of his righteoufnefs, And wonders of his love. Hymns, on the Life of Immanuel, the Head of every Man. HYMNCXVII. P.M. Whitfield's OIL The Circumcifion. Luke y ii. 21. Jojh. v. 9. Cslojf. ii. n.. 1 OEE, my foul, with wonder fee J^ Th' incarnate Deity : Human nature he afTumes, He to ranfom finners comes. He was not conceiv'd in fin, He was infinitely clean j Him no finful fpot difguis'd, Yet, lo ! he was circumcis'd. 2 He fulhTd all righteoufnefs, Standing in our legal place, From the cradle to the crofs, All he did he did for us. He did all our woes retrieve, He expir'd that we might live : By his ftripes our wounds are heal'd ? Ey his blood our peace is feal'd*. H Y M N S. 93 3 Jefus' pain procures our eafe ; Jefus' death is our releafe 5 Jefus' crofs obtains our crown ', Jefus' fepulchre our throne. Lord, conform us to thy death ; Bid our fins yield up their breath ; By thy refwre&ion's pow'r, Make'our fouls to glory foar. 4 Circumcife our filthy hearts, Purify our inward parts ; Lord, deftroy the carnal mind, That in thee we peace may find ; In thy righteo'ufnefs array'd, Let us triumph and be glad ; Let us walk with thee in white, 'Till we fee thy face in light. HYMN CXVJII. S. M: Original, Presentation in the Temple. Luke, ii. zz. Coloff. i. 15. 1 /I LL hail, thou great firft born, X"\. The holy head of man ! "What floods of Grace roll on to view, In mercy's glorious plan I 2 Thy fulnefs mankind are : The temple, Lord, art thou : Thy body comprehends the whole Of Adam's tribes below. 3 In thee, prefented pure Before the throne of God, All nations there are made 2new, Of one life giving blood. 4 Firft born of Heav'n, of earth, Of ev'ry creature, hail ! 94 HYMNS. Born to redeem from death and hell, Thy purpofe cannot fail. 5 The fkies may wafte in flame ; All fyftems melt away ; The fun himfelf turn black as night ; And earth be loft to day : 6 But thou (halt (till remain, Th' unchanging, Saviour God; And as eternal ages roll, Thy name fhall be ador'd. HYMN CXIX. S. M. Original. Eaptifm in Jordan. Matt. iii. 13, 14, 15. Jtr. xiix. ig; 1 AS Jordan rolls his wave, •£** Around Chrift Jefus' head, Methinks I fee the Saviour's grave; And Chrift among the dead. 2 Shall death confine the Lord ? Or hold the King of men ? He burfts the tomb, he quits the grave, And opes the Tyrant's den. 3 All glorious, fee him rife Triumphant o'er his foes : Againft the dwelling of the ftrong, Ariel, Jefus goes. 4 Hail, Judah's lion, hail ! The vicVry, Lord, is thine : And death fubdu'd— and hell itfelf The prey to thee reiign. 5 O y for a fong of praife, Immortal as thy fame : But Heav'n in folemn filence kneels Before th/ Almighty Lamb. H Y M N S. H Y M N CXX. C. M. James Relly, The Falling of Jefus. Matt. ili. i, z. lfa- lviii. 6, 7. 1 npHlS is the faft that I will choofe, The burdens to undo j The bands of wiekednefs to loofe, .And let the pris'ner go : 2 Let fuch who are oppreft be freed, Break ev'ry yoke in twain, Gladly fupply the brethren's need, And thus allay their pain : 3 To hungry fouls to deal thy bread, Nor thruft them from thy door, But in thine ihoufe a table fpread, For all the caft out poor : 4 To all the naked cov'ring give, Their drooping hearts refrefh ; Nor hide thyfelf, whilft thou doft live, \ From thofe who're thine own flefh. 5 Attentive to the heav'nly word We ftand convicted deep, That we ourfelves, before the Lord, This faft can never keep : 6 But up we look unto our head, Jefus the faft hath kept ; And us in him thro' all he did, The Father doth accept. 7 He kept the faft, which God did choofe ; Our burdens did undo j Our bands of wiekednefs did loofe, And let us pris'ners go : 8 From fin's oppre/fion us he freed, Brake evVy yoke in twain* ■96 HYMNS. Gladly fupply'd his brethren's need, And fav'd us from hell's pain. 9 To us he deals the living bread, Nor thrufts us from his door j But to his houfe, and table fpread, He brings uscaft out poor. 10 Cloth'd with the labours of his crofs, He did our hearts refre/h ; Nor did he hide himfelf from us, But calls us his own flefb. j i Hail, Alpha and Omega, hail ! All hail, thou firft and laft ! O'er all our foes we (hall prevail, For thou haft kept the fait : 12 Complete in thee, our deareft Lord, Thy works as ours are known : We now encourag'd by thy word, Conclude thy faft's our own. HYMN CXXI. S. M. Original. Temptation in the Wildernefs. Mark, i. 12, 13. Luke, iv. I, a. OR forty myfticdays, Unknown to man their length, Thy foe, the foe of God with man, Exerted all his ftrength. F 2 No finite mind can tell, The conflicts of thofe hours : Nor ought but infinite conceive Of Satan's wily pow'rs. 3 Was it to wreathe thy brow With vicYry's bright'ning wreath ? To give thyfelf a royal crown That thus thou fought'ft with death? HYMNS, 97 4 No — furely no. — For man The combat was begun — For man 'twas finifh'd — 'tis complete — For man the battle's won. 5 Eternal praife await, Thy glorious, bJeffed name ; Thou Captain of Salvation's holts, All fuff'ring, conq'ring Lamb. HYMN CXXII. S. M. Original. Preaching of glad tidings. Luke, iv. 17, 18, 19. Matt, iv, 23. 1 /^\ Chrift, what gracious words, \J Are ever, ever thine ; ' Tny voice is mufic to the foul, And life and peace divine. 2 Good, everlafting good, Glad tidings full of joy, Flow from thy lips, the lips of truth, And flow without alloy. 3 The broken heart, the poor, The bruis'd, the deaf, the blind ; The dumb, the dead, the captive wretch, In thee compaflion find. 4. Lord Jefus, fpeed the day, The promis'd day of grace, To all the poor, the dumb, the deaf, The dead of Adam's race. 5 One fong (hall then employ The blefled, blefling whole ; And human nature fliout thy name, The life of ev'ry foul. K g» HYMNS. HYMNCXXIII. S.M. Original. Miracles of Chrift. Matt. iii. 24, 25. xiv. 34, 35, 36. Luke, iv. 40, 41. t TESUS, we blefs thy pow'r ; J Thy grace, we honour more ; Such love as thine, it muft fubdue To worfhip, love, adore. 2 The blind, the dumb, the deaf A word, a touch relieves ; The wither'd arm, at thy command New ftrength, O Lord, receives. 3 Lepers, who long had groan'd Beneath the weight of pain ; The palfied limbs — the dying — dead — Are all made whole again. 4. Legions of hell, obey Thy dread, almighty word ; And Jew and Gentile difpofTeft, Give glory to the Lord. 5 Come, great Phyfician, come ! In fpirit, Chrift, difplay Thy healing, cleanfing, gracious pow'rs, And take ev'n death away. HYMN CXXIV. L. M. Watts. The Healing Power of Jefus. Matt. viii. 16, 17. ix. 35. xi.4, 5. EHOLD the blind their fight receive ! Behold, the dead awake, and live ! The dumb fpeak wonders ! and the lame Leap like the hart, and blefs his name ! 'B 2 Thus doth th' eternal fpirit own And feal the miffion or his Son ; HYMNS. 99 The Father vindicates his caufe, While he hangs bleeding on the crofs. 3 He dies ! the heav'ns in mourning flood j Herifes, and appears a God ! Behold the Lord afcending high, ^ No more to bleed, no more to die, 4 Hence and forever from my heart I bid my doubts and fears depart ; And to thole hands my foul refign, Which bear credentials fo divine. HYMN CXXV. P. M. W The Saviour's Invitation, Matt, xi. 28, 29, 30. Ifa, lv. 1. Rev. xxli. jj» YE fcarlet colour'd finners come ; Jefus the Lord, invites you home ; O whither can you go ? What \ are your crimes of crimfon hue ? His promife is for ever true, He'll wafh you white as fnow. Backfliding fouls fill'd with your ways, Whofe weeping nights and wretched days. In bittern efs are fpent ! Return to Jefus, he'll reveal His lovely face, and fweetly heal What you fo much lament. Tried fouls ! look up — he fays 'tis I— He loves you ftill, but means to try If faith will bear the teft ; The Lord has giv'n the chiefeft goo6 3 He fhed for you his precious blood ; O truft him for the reft I io© H Y M N S. 4 Ye tender fouls draw hither too, Ye grateful, highly favour'd few, Who feel the debt you owe ; — Prefs on, the Lord hath more to give; )3y faith upon him daily live, And you ftiall find it fo. HYMN CXXVI. P.M. Wesley's ColU Manifeftation to the Gentiles. Matt. ii. 1, 2. John, xii. 20, it, 23, 23. 1 QONS of men, behold from far, j^ Hail the long expected ftar ; Jacob's ftar, that gilds the night, Guides bewilder 'd nature right. 2 Fear not hence that there (hall flow Wars, or peftilence below ; Wars arequell'd and tumults ceafe* As appears the Prince of Peace. 3 Mild he mines on all beneath, Piercing thro' the fhades of death ; Scatt'ring error's wide fpread night, Kindling darknefs into light. 4 Nations all, far off and near, Hafte to fee. your God appear ; Hafte, for him your hearts prepare. Meet him manifefted there. 5 There behold the day fpring rife, Pouring eye fight on your eyes ^ God in his own light furvey, Shining to the perfecl day. 6 Sing ye morning ftars, again ; God defcends on earth to reign ?" Deigns for man his life t' employ^ Shout ye fons of God, for joy. HYMNS. 105 HYMN CXXVII. P. M. Original. Transfiguration on Mount Tabor. Matt. xvii. 2. Mark, ix. 3. Luke, ix. 29. Pbillp> iu. 21, i A S Jefus flood on Tabor's mound, Xj^ Celeftia! glory beam'd around, And cloth'd the man, the God, In lucid robes of fpotlefs white ; Whilft fplendors of primeval light, Loos'd day's unbounded flood. 2 More pure than Salmon's fleecy fnow, His whit'ning garments radiant flow : How chang'd his mortal form ! Thus breaks the fun all glorious forth, And fev'n fold light revifits earth, As dies away the ftorm. 3 Behold the man ! what beauties ihine I 'Tis there the Father beams divine With light, and life, and grace : Thofe glories which furround the God, His mighty arm (hall pour abroad, On Adam's naked race. 4 Lord, Jefus come ! From Tabor's mound, Light the whole earth with glory round : Thyfelf, the life, difplay : Thefe bodies change to heav'nly forms ; God ! my foul, my fpirit warms : 1 pant, to fee thy day. HYMN CXXV1II. CM. John Murray; The Saviour's Meu*3ge. Mark t xvi. 15. ABi, i. 8. J TJARK, 'tis the Saviour of mankind, XX Speaks to his chofen few ; ' f is he who leads the wand'ring blind;, In ways they could not know* K2 102 HYMNS. 2 'Tis he who fays, "Go forth my friends. Proclaim my truth to all ; Inform each foul my grace extends As wide as Adam's fall. 3 Tell finners of the deepeft dye, That they might life obtain, I chofe the curled death to die, And tafte infernal pain ! 4 What though my ranfom'd may refufe, The mefTage to receive ; And you the mefiengers abufe, Yet ftill I came to fave. 5 Yea, fhould the tempter Mill prevail, To blind my people's eyes; In my great day I'll rend the veil, From all beneath the fkles. 6 Then ev'ry eye fhall fee the grace. You now in faith declare ; And I myfelf from ev'ry face, Will wipe offev'ry tear." 7 Lord we believe thy facred word, And wait the glorious day, When ev'ry foul by grace reftor'd, Shall walk in wifdom's way. HYMN CXX1X. S. M. Wesley's CoH. Praife. Pfa. lxviij. 4. ciii. 1,4, 1 A WAKE and fmg the fong -tA. Of Mofes and the Lamb ; Wake ev'ry heart and ev'ry tongue. To praife the Saviour's name. H Y M N S. ioj 2 Sing of his dying love, Sing of his rifing pow'r, Sing how he intercedes above, For thofe whofe fins he bore. 3 Sing 'till we feel our hearts Afcending with our tongues, Sing 'till the love of fin departs, And grace infpires our fongs. 4 Sing on your heav'nly way, Ye ranfom'd finners ling ; Sing on, rejoicing ev'ry day. In Chrift th' eternal King. 5 Soon (hall ye hear him fay, "Ye blefTed children come ;" Soon will he call you hence away 5 And take his wand'rershome. The Humiliation of the Glorified with Glory before the World began. HYMN CXXX. C. M. Doddridge. The Infinity of ChrilVs Condcfcenfion. PJa. cxiii. 5, 6. Epbes. iv. io» 1 Q AVIOUR of men, and Lord of Iove> l3 How fweet thy gracious name ! With joy that errand we review, On which thy mercy came. 2 While all thy own angelic bands Stood waiting on the wing, Charm'd with the honour to obey Their great eternal King. ro4 HYMNS. 3 For us mean, wretched, finful men> Thou laid'ft that glory by ; Firft in our mortal flefti to ferve, Then in that flefh to die. 4 Bought with thy fervice and thy blood, We doubly, Lord, are thine ; To thee our lives we would devote, To thee our death refign. H;YMN CXXXI. CM. James Relly. The Rich made Poor for our Sake*. 2 C$r. viii. q. Matt. viii. 2C 1 TESUS, how glorious is thy grace ! J How excellent thy name ! Unclouded heaven's in thy face, Thou venerable Lamb. 2 Tho' thou waft rich in angel's fongs, Thou willingly waft born To feel the rage of mortal tongues, Their ridicule and fcorn. 3 Tho' thou waft rich in pow'r fupreme, Yet didft thou condefcend, From worms of earth to fuffer fhame, And infults from the fiend. 4 Tho' thou waft rich in righteoufnefs, Divinely pure within ; Yet didft thou feel hell's deep diftrefs. When made our curfe and fin. 5 Tho' thou waft infinitely high And rich, yet didft thou take The deepeft fhame ami poverty And for the finner's fake : HYMNS. 105 6 That, thro' thy poverty and lofs, We might be rjch and bleft ; And, by the labours of thy crofs, Might gain eternal reft. 7 Inrich'd by all thy lofs and fmarf, Thy heav'n's on man beftow'd ; Witnefs'd when from thy bleeding heart The blood and water flow'd. 8 Our deareft Lord, weblefs thy grace, Thy wond'rous love admire j To fee the beauties of thy face, May all the world defire. 9 Live Jefus, live for evermore, Whilft all the fons of God Thy glorious perfon fhall adore, And blefs thy grace and blood. HYMN CXXXII. L.M. Beddome, Jefus Weeps for Man. Luke, xi. 35. * JJeb. v. 7. 1 OO fair a face bedew'd wi:h tears I j^ What beauty e'en in grief appears ? He wept, he bled, he died for you ; What more, ye faints, could Jefus do ? 2 Enthron'd above with equal glow His warm affe&ions downward flow 5 In our diftrefs he bears a part, And feels a fympathetic fmart. 3 Still his companions are the fame, He knows the frailty of our frame ; Our heavieft burdens he fuftains, Shares in our forrows, and our pains. io6 HYMN 1?. HYMN CXXXIIL C. M. James Relly, The Humiliation of Mefliah. Ija. liii. 3. A&t> viii. 33. Pfa. xxii. I. 1 TESUS, thy beauties I explore ! J Who am a helplefs worm j Adoring now and evermore Thy crucified form. 2 When on thy crofs, my deareft Lord, What lovedidft thou difplay ! Eternal annals mall record The great uncommon day. 3 Down low, beneath the wrath of heav'n, Thy troubled foul did bow ; Humiliation deeply grav'n Upon thy bleeding brow. 4 My God ! my God ! was then the cry, Why haft thou meforfook ? Nature, replying with a iigh, In ftrong convulfions fhook. 5 More marr'd than any man's thy face, Thy judgement's took away ; Nor men, nor angels then could trace Thy myftery, thy day. 6 Tho' Satan once did us enflave, * Now thou haft bruis'd his head ; And in thyfeif didft fully fave Thy lov'd, thy rojal feed. .7 Hence everlafting praife belongs To thee our God and King : Do thou but influence our fongs, And we will ever fing. HYMNS. 107 HYMN CXXXIV* L. M. James Relly. The Abafement of the Exalted. Luke, xxii. 27. PbUip, ii. S. 1 T^VEAR Lamb ! thy humbled ftate we fing, \j Thy name, thy wounds and blood we praife ; We own thee, infant God, our King, And to thy throne our hearts we raife. 2 Humbled in poverty and pain, Temptation fore, contempt and fcorn, The curfe of earth for to fuftain, Was the eternal Father born. 3 Empiy'd of all, for tortYing fmart, His honour and his judgment loft : Deep, unknown forrows fill'd his heart, His foul with fierce temptations toft. 4 By this, the everlafting grace, Andboundlefs love of God appears; By this we fee the Father's face, Where loft are all our fins and fears. HYMN CXXXV. S. M. Peacock, The Eternal ftoops to Earth. Pfa. cii. 19, »o, 16, 15. i "\T THAT, grace and love divine, VV Did Jefus'manifeft! Oh ! may the pure celeftial flame Infpire his folPwers bread ! 2 Tho' in the form of God, With glory bright array'd : That glory, which he wore above, For us aficje he laid. 108 HYMNS, 3 Himfelf he humbled low, And took our mortal frame : The Prince of heav'n, the Lord of life, A fervant once became. 4 Obedient unto deach, Lo ' he the crofs fuftains ! To free us from almighty wrath, And everlafting pains. 5 Now, on his Father's throne He reigns exalted high ; With rays of heav'nly fplendour crown'd, And awful majefty. 6 At Jems' glorious name, Let ev'ry creature bow, Ye, that on high, his praife proclaim : And we on earth below. 7 Let ev'ry tongue confefs Chrift the adored Lord ; And join to fing his wondrou9 grace Ye faints with fweet accord. 8 This glory well he claims, Of God his Father giv'n ; To be extolPd in higher* (trains, By all in earth and Heav'n. HYMN CXXXVI. L. M. Watt\s. Chrifts' Humiliation and Exaltation. Rev. \, 18. Phtlip, ii. 9, 10. jt 'W 7"H AT equal honours (hall we bring, VV T o thee > O Lord our God, the Lamb, When all the notes that angels fing, Are far inferiour to thy name ? HYMNS. 109 2 Worthy is he that once was flain, The Prince of life that groan'd and died, Worthy to rife, and live and reign At his Almighty Father's fide. 3 Pow'rand dominion are his due, Who flood condemn'd at Pilate's bar, Wifdom belongs to Jefus too, Tho' he was charg'd with madnefs there, 4 All riches are his native right, Yet he fuftain'd amazing lofs ; To him afcri be eternal might, Who left his weaknefs en the crofs* 5 Honour immortal muft be paid, Inftead of fcandaland of fcorn 5 While glories mine around his head, And a bright crown without a thorn, 6 Bleffings forever on the Lamb, Who bare the curfe for wretched men : Let angels found his facredname, And ev'ry creature fay, Amen. HYMNCXXXVII. P.M. D.Turner, Praife. PJa. lxxxix. 1,2,3,4. I " TOLY wonder, heav'nly grace, 1 I Come infpire our humble lays, Whiie the Saviour's love we fing, Whence our hopes and comforts fpring* a Man, involv'd in guilt and woe, Touch'd his tender bofom fo, That, when juftice death demands, Forth the great deliv'rer ftands j L no II Y M N S. 3 Cries to God, " Thy mercy mew, Lo ! I come thy will to do; I the facrifiee will be, Death (hall plunge his dart in me." 4 Tho' the form of God he bore, Great in glory, great in pow'r, See him in our flefh array'd, Lower than his Angels made. 5 He that Heav'n itfelf poffefs'd, Now an infant at the breaft ! Angels from the world above, See and fing th' amazing love ! 6 Thro' the ihining hours of day, Toil and danger mark his way ; Lonely mounts, and chilling air, Witnefs oft his midnight prayer, 7 Now the heav'nly lover dies ! Darknefs veils the mid day flcies ! Angels round the bloody tree, Throng and gaze in ecftacy ! 8 PowV unfeen earth's bofom heaves, Rocks and tombs afunder cleave ; While the temple's rending veil Tells the prieft the awful cale. 9 But, the third day's dawning come, Lo ! the Saviour leaves the tomb ! Reafcends his native fky, Where he lives no more to die. 10 On his crofs he builds his throne, Whence he makes his glories known, Sends his f pi ri t down to give Dying finners, grace to live. HYMNS. in The Sufferings, Agony, and Bloody Sweat, of the Man of Grief : The Word made Flesh. HYMN CXXXVIII. L. M. Watt's Pfa. 69. Chrift's Paflidn, and the Sinner's Salvation. Pfa. Ixix. 4, 7, 8, 9, 34, 35. i *T"*VEEP in our hearts let us record \_J The deeper forrows of our Lord ; Behold the rifing billows roll, To overwhelm his holy foul. 2 In long complaints he fpends his breath, While hods of hell and pow'rs of death, And all the fons of malice join, To execute their curft deiign. 3 Yet, gracious God, thy pow'r and love Has made the curfe a blefling prove ; Thcfe dreadful fuff'rings of thy Son, Aton'd for fins which he had? done, 4 The pangs cf our expiring Lord The 'honours of thy law 'Yeftor'd : His forrows made thy juftice known, And paid for follies not his own. 5 O for his fake our guilt forgive, And let the mourning finner live i The Lord will hear us in his name, Nor fhalfeour hope be turn'd to fhame. HYMN CXXXIX. L. M. John Relit. The Sufferings ot Alpha and Omega. Lam. i. 12, 13. iii. 14, 15. iv. 20, 2 C^S LAMB, my Lord, my God, my King, V-/ I could for ever fpeak of thee I J 12 HYMNS. Thy fufFrings, and thy conquefts ling, O ! the dear Lamb who died for me. i What fufFrings didft net thou Tuftsin ! From chains and bonds my foul to free ; What horrours, grief and unknown pain I O ! the dear Lamb, who felt for me. 3 At fupper with thy family, The pains of wrath caught hold on thee ; Then the important hour drew nigh, That my dear Lamb fhould die for me. 4 When to the garden he withdrew. How fore amaz'd and griev'd was he, Beyond what mortals ever knew j O 1 that dear Lamb who griev'd for me. 5 Proftrate himfelf he humbly lays ; Great ruddy drops of fwcat I fee Fall from him, w hi 111: he weeps and prays.- O ! that dear Lamb who pray'd for me. 6 They buffeted my Lord and God ; Yea, on thy cheek, O Chrift, fmote thee,, The Judge of Ifr'el, with a rod ; O ! that dear Lamb, thus fmote for me. 7 Rcvil'd, and fcourg'd, fpit on, abus'd, Condemned to the fatal tree, Of all that's vile and bafe, accus'dj O I that dear Lamb, accus'd for me. 8 The crofs they on his (houldew lay ; To bear the fame the Lamb was free, Until, opprefs'd, he faints away ; O the dear Lamb, who faints for me. H Y M N S. irj 9 They nail'd him to the tort'ring wood ; His pierced hands and feet I fee ; From ev'ry wound fre(h ftreams of blood ; O ! the dear Lamb, who bled for me. io They lift him high upon the crofs, Naked in blood, that all might fee ; Whilft Angels gaze, and bow, and blufh ; O that dear Lamb, accurft for me. HYMN CXL. P. M. James Relly. The Captain of Salvation made Perfect in Sufferings* Heb. ii. 10. Job. xvi. 9, 10, 15, 16, 17. i TT AIL, Jefus, perfeft God and Man JLx Sole autnoF °£ Salvation's plan j Thou felt'ft our mifery : Perfect, thro' fuff'rings thou waft made, The members, perfect as their head, With joy falvation cry, e 2 Obedient to thy blood and death, Obedient to th' infpiring breath, Are all our inward pow'rs : Thy body we, in thee belov'd, Thy forrows hath our joy improv'd, Eternal life is ours. 3 Barr'd is the way to happinefs ; The mind kept back from perfect peace, Until the Saviour's known : Known as a man, yet God with us, Who bare our mis'ries on the crofs> And made them all his own. 4 Hence on the pinions of thy love ' 3 I foar from earth to dwell above, Where thou haft led the way 3 L2 Ji4 H Y M N 3. Whilft heights of blifs my foul furprize. Thy wounded form (till bids me rife To brighter, brighter day. 5 I welcome ev'ry ftate with thee, Since thou wilt my companion be, Thro' all this field of blood : Thy life preferves my heaven fure, Thou (halt be now and evermore, Aly Jefus, and my God. H Y M N CXLI. C. M. Watt The Pafiion and Exaltation. Zcck. xiii. 7, 6. John, x. 17, 18. I r^pHUS faith the Ruler of the fkies, L Awake my dreadful fword ; Awake my wrath, and fmite the man, My fellow, faith the Lord. 1 Vengeance receiv'd the dread command,. And armed, down flie flies : Jefus fubm its t' his Father's hand, And bows his head and dies. 3 But O the wifdom and the grace That join with vengeance now f He dies to fave our guilty race, And yet he rifes too. 4 A perfon fo divine was he, Who yielded to be flain, That he could give his foul away, And take his life again. 'c 5 Live, glorious Lord, and reign on high. Let ev'ry nation fing ; And Angels found, with endlefs joy, The Saviour and the King. HYMNS. ir$ HYMN CXLII. L. M. James Relly. The Agony and Bloody Sweat. r.B^xxii.41,42, 4}, 44. HY conflicts, Chrift, in agony, 'T When ftrengthen'd by a kind fupport, Shews how our pond'rous load did lie With anguilh on thy very heart. 2 Trembling beneath our curfe and woe, With groans in moft exceflive pain, Thy bloody fweat, like rivers flow, Collected from descending rain. 3 Now fee him deftin'd to the crofs, With dreadful horrour fore opprefs'd, There fin fuftain'd its endlefs lofs, And all tranfgrefiion there hath ceas'd. 4 High as an enfign there he hangs In blood, by Heav'n and earth forfook ; All nature groan'd in dreadful pangs, And earth's foundations rudely fhook. 5 His life expiring with a groan, His foul ftarts from his body torn; The bride came to her native home, From all his wounds renew'd and born; 6 *Tis finiuYd ! loud the echo founds, Our ranfom price is fully paid -, The Father's pleas'd to fee thofe wounds^ Where fin is ilain, and vengeance ftaid. 7 Hislifelefs body drain'd of blood, Then was fulfil'd the faithful word, Spoken of old by men of God ; How nature fpoil'd fhould be refbr'di n6 HYMNS. 8 'T'was done when radiant he arofe Triumphant over death and hell j Then in him rofethe darling fpcufe* With him in all his blifs to dwell. 9 God's royal clothing now are we, And he hath mark'd us with his name,. Together with the Son made free, Forever perfect without blame ; *o One life, one joy, with him we have : Whilft in this world's bewilder'd maze r We nothing more defire or crave, Inceffantly we Jefus praife ! HYMN CXLKI. L. M. Watts. The Sufferings and Glory of the Lamb. Pfa. xxji. J4, 15. cix. 24, 25. J/a. liii. JU 1 VfOW for a tune of lofty praife J^l To great Jehovah's equal Son ! Awake my voice in heav'nly lays, Tell the loud wonders he hath done. 2 Sing, how he left the worlds of light, And the bright robes he wore above j How fwift and joyful was his flight On wings of everlafting love; 3 Down to this bafe, this finful earth, He came to raife our nature high ; He came t' atone Almighty wrath, Jefus the Qod was born to die. 4 Hell and its lions roarM around, His precious blood the monfters fpilt ; While weighty forrows prefs'd him down. Large xs the loads of all our guilt. HYMNS. 117 5 Deep in the fhades of gloomy death Th' Almighty captive pris'ner lay ; Th' Almighty captive left the earth, And rofe to everlafting day. 6 Lift up your eyes, ye fons of light, Up to his throne of fhining grace ; See what immortal glories fit, Round the fweet beauties of his face. 7 Amongft a thoufand harps and fongs Jefus the God exalted reigns ; His facred name fills all their tongues, And echoes through the heav'n'ly plains ! j HYMN CXLIV. P. M. Original Je/us, in the Garden of Gethfemane. Malt. xxvi. 36—45. Luke, xxli. 43. ESUS, bow'd down by mighty woe, Unfelt, unknown, to all below 5 Except the Son of God ; In agoniftic pangs of foul, Drinks deep from wormwood's bitt'reft bowl* And fweats great drops of blood. See, his difciples flumb'ring round ; Nor pitying friend on earth is found j He treads the prefs alone : In vain to Heav'n he turns his eyes ; No pardon waits him from the Ikies 3 His death it muft atone. " O Father hear ! this cup remove- Save thou the darling of thy love, (The proftrate victim faid) Yet not my will, but thine be done, Should that extend, to count thy So% Amid the fleeping dead*" n8 H Y M N S. 4 His earned prayers, his deep'ning groans, Were heard before angelic thrones : Amazement wrapt the fky. Cl Go ftrengthen Chrift," Jehovah faici ; Th* aftoniftvd Seraph bow'd his head, And left the realms on high. 5 Made ftrong in ftrength renew'd from heav'n, Jefus receives the cup as giv'n ; Submifs, refign'd in all, He drinks j— nor leaves a dreg behind 5 And bears away from human kind, The wormwood mix'd with gall. HYMN CXLV. L. M. John Rel*y, The Wounded for our Tranfgrefiions. I/a. liii. 5. Mic* v. i. Pfj. Jxlx. 20. 1 "l\ /fY fong (hall be of him who died JLv JL Upon the mount of Calvary ; His name, his blood, and nought befide Shall be my theme eternally. 2 I view him in his infant form, Poor, helplefs, in a manger laid ; . To refcue me, a worthlefs worm, Th' eternal Word my fleih was made, 3 At eight days old the Saviour bled ; To purge our filth his blood was fpi'Jt j Thus all (he members, in the head, Were cleans'd from their parental guilt; 4 A man of forrows was my Lord, Tempted like mc in ev'ry point ; That he true fuccour might afford To tempted fouls, who elfe would faint. HYMNS. 119 5 Defpis'd and friendlefs was the Lamb, Abafed to a low degree, JRefus'd by all with fcorn and fhame, That he our faithful friend might be. 6 Mark how he loves his blood bought friends I When in his greateft agony He pleads for them, he them defends, They're as the apple of his eye. 7 For when the multitude came on To drag him to the painful tree ; Whom feek ye ? (fays the holy one) If me you feek, the children free. 8 When thus accepted, in our ftead, Juftice the (inner did releafe ; And for the members fmote the head, Chaftis'd him for our breach of peace, HYMN CXLVI. L. M. Whitfield's OIL Praife. Exod.xv. 1 2. 1 Cbron.xx'ix if. j TTTORTHY is Chrift, our Pafchal Lamb, VV Whobow'd his head, and bore ourihamc. On God's eternal throne to reign : For he for us, for us, was fiain. 2 For ev'ry people, land, and tongue, He calls his royal conqu'ring throng ; Let all thy hofts, thy grace confefs, And call thee, Lord our Righteoufnefs, 3 We praife thee, thou whofe fpirit refts On us thy Kings, on us thy Priefts : Redeem'd to banquet with our God, And bought, and ranfom'd by his blood. 120 HYMNS. 4 Let ev'ry fpirit now with thee, And all on earth and all on fea, Thy wifdom blefs, and fill thy throne, With worfhip due to thee alone. 5 Be pow'r and riches ever thine f And ftrength and majefty divine ! By ev'ry creatine reign ador'd, The only, everlafting Lord. The Death of Jesus, who Died for All ; Who tailed Death for Every Man. HYMN CXLVII. S. M. Peacock, The Lamb of God who Eeareth away Sin. Matt, xxvii. 35. a Pet. iii. 18. Rem. v. 15, 16. 3 TT 7" HEN all mankind corrupt, V V Did from their Maker ftray, Purfuing each the fatal road, That to deftruction lay. H With pity mod divine, From his bright throne above ; Did Jefus gracioufly defcend, Borne on the wings of love. 3 Involv'd in guilt he found The whole apoftate race ; Where (in and guilt did mod abound, Still more abounds his grace. 4 While heirs of wrath we flood, r To death and hell a prey ; To ranfom finners with his blood, He gave his life away. HYMNS. izr HYMN CXLVIII. P. M. John Relly. Chrift, and him Crucified. Mark, xv. 24, 25. 1 Cor. ii. 2. 1 TESUS, and him crucify'd, J Is mine, I want no more ; In his wounds I'm deep inlaid ; My name there ftandeth fure j I am his, and he is mine ; My root is in the promis'd land ; I'm a branch of the true vine, The plant of God's right hand. 0- 2 In the Lamb, my fallow ground Was plough'd with painful toil, That which did with thorns abound Is now a nobler foil : Chrift's the foil that's rich and good ; In him thelov'd plantation grows •> Water'd by his heav'nly blood, Its merit always flows. HYMNCXLIX. L, M. Watts. Salvation, in Jefus, on the Crofs. 2 Cor. v. 14. John, iii. 14, 15. A&s t xiii. 38, 39, ERE at thy crofs my dying God, I lay my foul beneath thy love, meath the droppings of thy blood, Jefus, nor (hall it e'er remove. 2 Not all that tyrants think or fay, With rage and lightning in their eyes, Nor hell (hall fright my heart away, Should hell with all its legions rife. 3 Should worlds confpire to drive me thenc^ Movelefs and firm this heart mould lie ; M 122 HYMNS. Refolv'd (for that's my laft defence) If I muft perifh there to die. 4 But fpeak, my Lord, and calm my fear ; Am I not fafe beneath thy fhade ? Thy vengeance will not ftrike me here, Nor Satan dare my foul invade. 5 Yes, I'm fecure beneath thy blood, And all my foes mall lofe their aim ; Hofanna to my dying God, And my beft honours to his name. HYMN CL. L.M. Steele. The Death of the Lord of Glory. Jcbn, xii. 32. j48s, xiii. 27, 28. Rom. viii. 33, 34. 1 QTRETCH'D on the crofs the Saviour dies ; 1^5 Hark! his expiring groans arife ! See, from his hands, his feet, his fide, Runs down the facred crimfon tide ! 2 But life attends the deathful found, And flows from ev'ry bleeding wound ; The vital ftream, how free it flows, To fave and clean fe his rebel foes ! 3 To fuffer in the traitor's place, To die for man, furprifing grace ! Yet pafs rebellious angels by — O way for man, dear Saviour, why ? 4 And didft thou bleed, for finners bleed ? And could the fun behold the deed ? No, he withdrew his fick'ning ray, And darknefs veii'd the mourning day. 5 Can I furvey this fcene of woe, Where mingling grief and wonder flow j HYMNS. 12$ And yet my heart unmov'd remain, Infenfible to love or pain ? 6 Come, deareft Lord, thy pow'r impart, To warm this cold, this ftupid heart ; Till all its pow'rs, and pafiions move In melting grief, and ardent love. H Y M N CLI. P. M. John Relly. Peace, by the Blood of the Crofs. Rom. v. 8, 9. 1 Cor, i. 31. iii.ii. Gal. vi. 14., 1 ]l yTY dear Mafter Jefus Chrift, JL V jL F° r peace to thee I fly j In the Saviour, I ambleft To all eternity : Free from care, and (In, and ftrife, I reft in my dear bridegroom's love ! Ever living in that life, . Which Jefus lives above. 2 O ! the heights of Jefus' grace, Which I fo richly view, Saviour, in thy lov'd embrace Are bleffings ever new : Bleflings conftant as the day, Flow from that wounded heart of thine % All the force of words can't fay How glorious, how divine. 3 Loft in wonder, I adore The mighty Prince of life ; Him to praife for evermore. Be now my only ftrife : That God might not frown on me, Nor doom my foul to banifhment, He upon the fhameful tree, To fuffer was content. 124 HYMN S. 4 Patient he the crofs endur'd Did all the ihame defpife, Well he knew and was aflur'd, This bloody facrifice Should his children all complete In fpotlefs truth and purity ; This the joy before him kt When he engag'd to die. 5 Here my (in and curfe was drown'd, Redemption here obtain'd ; Here the peace, once loft, was found, And life eternal gain'd : Dead upon the crofs, in him, Atonement for my fin I fee, Weeping from each lifelefs limb, For enemies, for me. HYMN CLII. L. M. S. Stennett, The Triumphs of the Dying Saviour. I Cor. iii. 21,32, 23. Gal. ii. SO. i T\TO more, dear Saviour, will I boaft j^lj Of beauty, wealth, or loud applaufe : The world hath all its glories loft, Amid the triumphs of thy crofs. 2 In ev'ry feature of thy face, Beauty her faireft charms difplays ; Truth, wifdom, majefty and grace Shine thence in fweetly mingled rays. 3 Thy wealth, thepow'r of thought tranfeends, 'Tis vaft, immenfe, and all divine : Thy empire, Lord, o'er worlds extends ;, The fun, the moon, the ftars are thine. 4 Yet, (O how marvellous the fight \ ) I fee thee on a crofs expire ; HYMNS. 125 Thy Godhead veil'd in fable night ; And angels from the fcene retire. 5 But, why from thefe fad fcenes retreat ? Why with your wings your faces hide ? He ne'er appear'd fo good, fo great, As when he bow'd his head and died. 6 The indignation of a God On him avenging juftice hurl'd : Beneath the weight he firmly flood, And nobly fav'd a falling world. 7 Thefe triumphs of fiupendous grace Surprife, rejoice, and melt my heart |. Lord, at thy crofs I ftand and gaze, Nor would I ever thence depart ! HYMN CLiri. L. M. Whitfield's OA The Son of Man lifted up. Luke, xxiii. 33, 34. 'John, xi. 5c, 52. Rom. viil. 31* 1 " J£ dies ! the friend of finners dies ! Lo Salem's daughters weep around I A folemn darknefs veils the fkies ! A fudden trembling (hakes the ground ! Come, faints, and drop a tear or two, For him who groan'd beneath your load! 5 He fried a thoufand drops for you ! A thoufand drops of richeft blood ! 2 Here's love and grief beyond degree^ The Lord of glory dies for men 1 But lo ! what fudden joys we fee ! Jefus the dead revives again ! The rifmg God forfakes the tomb ! The tomb in vain forbids his rife ! Cherubic legions guard him home, And fhout him welcome to the ikies. I M2 * 26 H Y M N S. 3 Break ofFyour tears, ye Saints f and tell How high our great deliv'rer reigns ! Sing how he fpoij'd the hods of hell,' And led the monfter death in chains : Say, « live for ever, wond'rous Kins; !" Born to redeem, and ftronp- to fave*' Then aficthe monfter— « Where's thy ftina ? And where's thy via' ry boafting grave ?" HYMN CLIV. L. M. Original. The Sword bathed in Heaven. - Zecb. xiii. 7, 6. y,b, h xix. 16, 17, 18. 1 "\X7 rAKE thou > my fword ! J ehova -i faid, V V I{ woke, obey'd the high command ; And bath'd in blood on Jems' head, Smote down the Man of God's right hand. 2 Why leap'd the blade from mercy's (heath ? Why wrapt for Slaughter gleam'd the fword, That kills — and makes alive from death ? Whatrouz'd the vengeance of the Lord I 3 Stern juftice cjrew the weapon forth : Soft mercy aim'd the mortal blow : Then judgment paft on all the earth : Now, truth a feal'd releafe can (how. 4 All hail ! great plan of plans divine I Firft counfels of the mighty God ! Before all worlds this one deHgr y Was grav'd on archives, writ in blood, 5 Theheav'ns may perifh — earth decay ; Suns turn to night — and moons wax j a T s : Th' Almighty love of Calv'ry's day j The blood cf Chrift can never fail. H Y M N S. 127 6 What he began, ere time begun, Eternity (hall but complete ; Nor hell in arms againft the Son, The triumphs of the crofs defeat. HYMN CLV. C. M. S. Stennett; The Crucifixion of Chrift. Epbes. ii. 13, 14, 15, 16. v. 2, 25, 26, 27. i "W'ONDER— amazing fight !— I fee \ Th' incarnate Son of God, Expiring on the accurfed tree, And welt'ring in his blood. 2 Behold a purple torrent run Down from his bands and head : The crimfon tide puts out the fun % His groans awake the dead. 3 The trembling earth, the darken'd fky s Proclaim the truth aloud I And with th' amaz'd Centurion cry* "This is the Son of God." 4 So great, fo vaft a facriflce A4ay well my hope revive : If God's own Son thus bleeds and die% The (inner fure may live* 5 O that thefe cords of love divine, Might draw me, Lord, to thee ! Thou haft my heart, it (hall be thine— Thine it (hall ever be ! HYMN CLVI. L. M. John Relly, The Death, and Refurrettion of Immanuel. John, xiii. 24. Gal. i. 4> 5. Colo/:, ii. 13, 14. ET us our hearts and voices raife, To found the mighty Saviour's praife, L \ 128 HYMNS. And fing he di'd and lives again For us, the fallen fons of men. a He bare our curfe, our debt he paid, When all our woes on him were laid ; Our midnight darknefs chas'd away, And rais'd us to eternal day. 3 'Tis finiih'd, faith the dying God, For man, cry all his wounds and blood : Salvation finifh'd was for us, In Jefus, bleeding on the crofs. 4 He, fainting, felt death's rude divorce, To put his teftament in force ; Wherein to man he did bequeath The labours of his life and death. 5 Quickly he breaks death's feeble chain, And to his throne afcends again ; There fits adorn'd with wounds and blood, And calls us wand'rers home to God. 6 Let all the fons of Zion fing Unwearied praife to Chrift their King. He is our Saviour, God, and we Will found his name eternally. HYMN CL VII. P.M. Glas, Praife. Pfa. lvii. 9, io, 1 1. Pfa. Ixviii. lg, 10. * f*) LORY unto Jefus be, VJT From the curfe he fet us free j. All our guilt on him was laid, He the ranfom fully paid. 2 All his glorious work is done,. God's well pleafed in his Son ; For he rais'd him from the dead,. And he reigns his church's head. HYMNS. 129 Hrs redeem'd his praife fhout forth, Ever glorying in his worth ; Angels fing around the throne, "Thou art worthy ! Thou alone !" He will foon return again, And his faints with him mall reign 5 In this hope they joyful fay Come Lord Jefus— come away. The Resurrection of Christ, who arofe for our Justification. HYMN CLVIII. P. M. Doddridge. The Lord is Rifen indeed. Matt. xii. 40. xxviii. 5, 6, j; 1 XTES/the Redeemer rofe ; X The Saviour left the dead j And o'er our hellifh foes High rais'd his conq'ring head ; In wild difmay The guards around Fall to the ground, And fink away. 2 Lo ! the angelic bands In full affembly meet, To wait his high commands, And wormip at his feet : Joyful they come, And wing their way From realms of day To Jefus' tomb. 3 Then back to heav'n they fly, The joyful news to bear : Hark ! as they foar on high, What mufic rills the air ! 130 HYMN S. Their anthems fay, " Jefus who bled Hath left the dead ; He rofe to day." 4 Ye mortals, catch the found, Redeem'd by him from hell ; And fend the echo round The globe on which you dwell ; Tranfported cry, u Jefus who bled Hath left the dead No more to die. ,, 5 All hail, triumphant Lord, Who fav'd us with thy blood J Wide be thy name ador'd, Thou riling, reigning God ! With thee we rife, • With thee we reign, And empires gain Beyond the ikies. HYMN CLIX. C. M. James Relly* He that was Dead is Alive, and liveth forever* Luke, ix. 22. xxiv. 6, 7. ABt> ii. 24. 1 /^\UR glorious Lord is ris'n indeed ! \J Death, conquer'd, loft its prize ; The grave furrender'd him with fpeed, When he ailay'd to rife. 2 In vain the foldiers watch his tomb, When heav'nly forms appear ; The Roman eagle's overcome, The foldiers die with fear* 3 An angel's form before them ftood ; His face like lightning fhone ; Commiffion'd from the Father God 5 To roll away the ftone. HYMNS. 131 4 Up rofe the Saviour from the dead ! Down all oppofers fell : Satan in chains of triumph led, Trampling on death and hell. 5 To banifh his difciple's fears, He prov'd himfelf alive, By all his wounds and bloody fears ; Then did their hearts revive. 6 With them, will we our Lord adore ; For them, and us he di'd : He lives, heTives, and dies no more ! Hence we are juftify'd. 7 Nor is our faith, nor preaching vain ; Nor in our fins are we ; Since Chrift, our head, is ris'n again $ And, rifing, fet us free. 8 Who (hall condemn ? lo Jefus died, Yea, rather lives for us ; He with himfelf hath crucifi'd Our fins upon the crots. 9 Hail, rifen Saviour ! thee we hail, Who, by Almighty pow'r, Didft over death and hell prevail j We blefs the glorious hour. 10 High on thy father David's throne, Forever live and reign ;- 'Till by thine own right hand alone, Thy ev'ry foe be flain. jja H Y M N S. HYMN CLX C. M. Whitfield's an. Chrift is Rifen, and Dieth no more. Mark, x. 31. xvi. 6,7. L*ke,xx\v. 34. 1 HP HE Sun of Righteoufnefs appears, JL To fet in blood no more : Adore the fcatt'rer of your fears, Your rifing God adore. 2 The faints, when he refign'd his breath, Unclos'd their ileeping eyes : He breaks again the bands of death, Again the dead arife ! 3 Alone the dreadful race he ran, Alone the wine prefs trod : He di'd and fuffer'd as a man, He rifes as a God. 4 In vain the ftone, the~ watch, the feal, Forbid an early rife To him who breaks the gates of hell, And opens paradife. HYMN CLXI. P. M. James Re lly. Death hath no more Dominion over Jefus. A8t, ". 25» 26 > *7» 28,29, 3°> 3 1 * 3*« x A LL is hum, the battle's o'er ! XjL Darknefs reigns in purple gore j Each intelligence intent Trembling waits the great event. All are in fufpenfe Here I'll ftay, nor wander hence, 'Till the day fpring from on high Speaks, who gain'd the victory. 2 See a gleam of light appears ! Combats now my hope and fears j Now the heav'nly glory's come ; O ! who ftarts from yonder tomb; s. H Y M N S. 13 Cover'd all with blocd, f ale and wounded ? 'Tis my God ! ' Tis the man who conq'ring fell, Dying, vanquiuYd death and heli ! 3 Heav'nly laurels crown his head ! Sin, and hell, and death are dead - } The old ferpent's head is broke j Heav'n by violence is took. Hai! ! thou conq'ring heart; Thou my new creation art : Hail ! my flefh, and bone and blood \ Hail ! myfelf, redeemed to God. 4 T in him, and he in me, Perfect one in myftery ; With him, where, and as he is, Fully enter'd into blifs : There (hall I abide, In my nature purify'd : Here I enter perfect reft : The Father's praiie, his king and prieft. HYMN CLXII. C. M. Watt's, Ke is Rifen : He is not here. I Cor. xv. 4, 5, 6, 7, 8. Rom. i. 4, 1 TJLEST morning, whofe young dawning ray? J3 Beheld our riling God j Fhatfaw him triumph o'er the duff, And leave his raft abode. 2 In the cold prifon of a tomb The dear Redeemer lay, 'Till the revolving ikies had brought The third, th' appointed day. 3. Hell and the grave unite their force To hold oijr God in vain - f N *34 HYMNS, The fleeping conqueror arofe, And burft their feeble chain. 4 To thy great name, Almighty Lord, Thefe facred hours we pay, And loud Hofannas mall proclaim The triumph of the day. 5 Salvation and immortal praife To our victorious King ; Let heav'n, and earth, and rocks, and feas, With glad Hofannas ring. HYMN CLXIII. C. M. Howard's ColL The great Shepherd of the Sheep brought back from th* Dead. Heb. xiii. 20. I Pet. ii. 25. 1 A GAIN the Lord of life and light Jtx, Awakes the kindling ray ; Unfeals the eyelids of the morn, And pours increafing day. 2 O what a night was that, which wrapp'd The heathen world in gloom ! O what a fun which broke this day, Triumphant from the tomb ! 3 This day be grateful homage paid, And loud hofannas fung ; Let gladnefs dwell in ev'ry heart, And praife on ev'ry tongue. 4 Ten thoufand difPi ing lips fhall join To hail this welcome morn, Which fcatter'd blefTings from its wings, To nations yet unborn. HYMNS. 13S 5 Jefus, the friend of human kind, With ftrong companion mov'd, Defcended like a pitying God, To fave the fouls he lov'd. The pow'rs of darknefs leagu'd in vain To bind hte foul in death i He ihook their kingdom when he fell, With his expiring breath. 7 Not long the toils of hell could keep The hope of Judah's line ; Corruption never could take hold On aught fo much divine. S And now his conq'ring chariot wheels Afcend the lofty fkies j While broke, beneath his pow'rful crofs, Death's iron fceptre lies. 9 Exalted high at God's right hand, And Lord of all below, Thro* him is pard'ning love difpens'd, And boundlefs bleflings flow. 10 And (till for erring, guilty man, A brother's pity flows ; And frill his bleeding heart is touch'd With mem'ry of our woes. j 1 To thee, my Saviour, and my King, Glad homage let me give ; And fhnd prepar'd like thee to die, With thee that I may live. 136 H Y M N S. HYMN CLXIV. L. M. Peacock, jRalfed again for our Juflifkition. Rom. iv. 25. v. 10. vi. 23. N Jefus who was crucify 'd, Alone we glory *nd confide ; Let ev'ry tongue with joy confefs, The Lord our ftrength and rigbteoufncfs. 2 For us redemption to obtain, The fpotlefs Lamb of God was (lain ; Saints triumph in his glorious name, Who by his death our foes o'ercau j To banifli all our griefs and fears, For us the great High Pried appears j Jefus that fuffer'd in our (lead, For ever lives our caufe to plead. 4 Behold, enthron'd at God's right hand Our powerful intercerTor rtand ! The Father's reconciled face Our joyful fouls with rapture trace. 5 Whoe'er (hall God's elcdl condemn ? Since Chrift that di'd now lives again j Nor earth, nor feel), can e'er remove His faints, his fav'rites, from his love. H Y M N CLXV. P. M. Rippon's Coll. The Refnrreclion of the Lord. 3Je>£/», xk»5i *6. I Cor. xv. 55, 56, 57. 1 /CHRIST the Lord is ris'n to day, X^J Sons of men and angels fay, Raife your joys and triumphs high, ■ ;.r, ye Heav'ns, and earth reply. HYMNS. U7 2 Love's redeeming work is done, Fought the fight, the battle's won : Lo ! the fun's eclipfe is o'er, Lo ! he fets in blood no more, 3 Vain the (tone, the watch, the feaJ, Chrift hath burft the gates ot hell : Death in vain forbids his rife, Chrift hath open'd paradife. 4 Lives again our gLorious king, 41 Where, O death, is now thy fting ?" Once he di'd our fouls to fave ; "Where's thy vicYry, boafting grave ?" 5 Soar we now where Chrift has led, Following our exalted head : Made like him, like him we rife, Ours the crofs, the grave, the fkies. 6 What tho' once we perifh'd all, Partners of our parents' fall ; Second life let us receive, In our heav'nly Adam live. 7 Hail the Lord of earth and heav'n ! Praife to thee by both be giv'n 1 Thee we greet triumphant now, Hail ! the Refurre&ion — Thou. HYMN CLXVI. L. M. Rippon's GB. Chrift's Refurreclion a Pledge of Our's. l Cor. xv. 20, 23, 49, 54. i "W 7"HEN I the holy grave furvey, V V Where once my Saviour deign'd to lie 5 I fee fulfil'd what prophets fay, And all the pow'r of death defy. 13& H Y M N S. 2 This empty tomb fhall now proclaim How weak the bands of conquer'd death : Sweet pledge, that -J\ who truft his name, Shall rife and draw immortal breath ! 3 Our furety freed, declares us fvee^ For whofe offences he was feiz'd : In his releafe, our own we fee, And fhoutto view Jehovah pleas'd. 4 Jefus, once number'd with the dead, Unfeals his eyes to fleep no more ; And ever lives, their caufe to plead, For whom the pains of death'he bore. 5 Thy rifen Lord, my foul behold ; See the rich diadem he wears ! Thou too lhalt bear an harp of gold, To crown thy joy when he appears. 6 Tho' in the duft I lay my head, Yet, gracious God, thou wilt not leave My fiefh forever with the dead, Nor lofe thy children in the grave. HYMN CLXVIL C. M. Watt; PraVe. % Pfa. xxx. 4, 5. xlviii. 1. Ixvi. 8, 9. 1 TTTOS ANN A to the Prince of light, J7X That cloth'd himfclf in clay j Lnter'd the iron gates of death, And tore the bars away. 2 Death is no more the king of dread. Since our Immanuel rofe ; He took the tyrant's fting away, And fooii'd our hellifh foes. HYMN S. 139 3 See how the conq'ror mounts aloft, And to his Father flies, With fears of honour in his flefh, And triumph in his eyes. 4 There our exalted Saviour reigns, And fcatters bleflings down ; Our Jefus fills the middle feat Of the celeftial throne. 5 Raife your devotion, mortal tongues. To reach his bleft abode, Sweet be the accents of your fongs To our incarnate God. 6 Bright angels, ftrike your loudeft firings^ Your fweeteft voices raife ; Let heav'n, and all created things, Sound our Immanuel's praife. The Ascension of the King of Glory, leading Captivity Captive. HYMN CLXVIII. L. M. Episcopal Pfal The AfceiAon of Chrift unto Glory. PJa. xlviii. 1, c. Ixviii. 18. 1 f^\ OD is gone up, our Lord and king, \J With fhouts of joy and trumpet's found 5 lo him repeated praifes fing, And let the cheerful fong go round. 2 Yourutmoftfkill in praife be fhown For him, who all the world commands, Who fits upon his righteous throne, And fpreads his loye to diftant lands ! HO HYMNS. 3 Our chiefs and tribes that far from hence T'adore this God of Abraham came, Found him their conftant fure defence, How great and glorious is his name J 4. His chariots numberlefs, his pow'rs Are heav'nly holts that wait his will ; His prefence now fills Sion's tow'rs, As once it honour'd Sinai's hill. 5 Afcending high in triumph thou Haft gifts re«eiv'd for finful men, And captive led captivity, That God may dwell on earth again, 6 Ev'n rebels (hall partake thy grace, And humble profelytes repair To worfhip at thy dwelling place, And all the world pay homage there. 7 For benefits each day beftow'd, Be daily his great name ador'd ; Who is our Saviour and our God, Of life and death the fov'reign Lord. HYMN CLXIX. P. M. James Relly. He that came down hath Afcended. EpbeJ. nr. 8,9, 10, 11, 12, 13. j •CHRIST, our Head's gone up on higK \^A And we his body are j All our forrows we'll lay by, And each diftradting care : Tho' we Satan's darts may feel - t Yet he can never ftrike us dead : He may bruife us on the heel, But cannot reach our Head, HYMN S. 141 H YMN CLXX. L. M. Wesley's CqIL The Heavens receive the Body of Jefus. A&s, i. 9. iii. 21. 1 Pet. iii. 22. 1 /^\UR Lord is rifen from the dead, Y_^ Our Jefus is gone up on high j 1 ne powers of hell are captive led, Dragg'd to the portals of the fky. 2 There his triumphal chariot waits, And angels chaunt the folemn lay ; " Lift up your heads, ye heav'nly gates ! Ye evcrlafting doors give way !" 3 Loofe all your bars of ma fly light. And wide unfold the radiant fcene j He claims thofe manfions as his right, Receive the King of glory in, 4 u Who is the King of glory, who ?" The Lord that all his foes o'ercame, The world, fin, death, and hell o'erthrew., And Jefus is the conq'ror's name. 5 Lo ! his triumphal chariot waits, And angels chaunt the folemn lay, 4t Lift up your heads, ye heav'nly gates ! Ye everlafting doors give way !" 6 "Who is the King of glory, who?" The Lord of boundlefs pow'r pofTeft, The king of faints and angels too, God over all, forever bleft 1 HYMN CLXXI. P. M. Whitfield's QH. God is gone up with a Shout. Mark, xvi. 19. Luke,xx\v. 51. I /^N LAP your hands, ye people all, ^.4 Praife the God on whom ye call ; Lift your voice and fhout his praife, Triumph in his fov'reign grace. 2 Jefus is gone up on high, Takes his feat above the fky ; Shout the angel choirs aloud, Echoing to the trump of God ! 3 Sons of men the triumph join, Praife him with the bofts divine j Emulate the heav'nly pow'rs, Their victorious Lord is ours. 4 Shout the God enthron'd above, Trumpet forth his conq'ring love j Praifes to our Jefus fing, Praifes to our glorious king ! 5 Pow'r is all to Jefus giv'n, Pow'r o'er hell, and earth, and heav'n j Jefus, power to us impart, Then we'll praife with all our heart. HYMN CLXXII. L. M. Watt's Pfa, 68. Chrift's Afccnfion and the Gift of the Spirit, PrPV, xxx. 4. Jobn t iii. 13, 3 T ORE) when thou d\<\ft afcend on high, JL/ Ten thoufand angels fill'd the fky \ Thofe heav'nly guards around thee wait, Like chariots that attend thy fiate. 2 Not Sinai's mountain could appear More glorious when the Lord was there j While he pmnoune'd his dreadful law, And (truck the chofen tribes with awe. 3 How bright the triumph none can tell, When the rebellious pow'rs of hell. H Y M N S. 143 That thoufand fouls had captive made, Were all in chains like captives led, 4 Rais'd by his Father to the throne, He fent the promis'd Spirit down, With gifts and grace for rebel men. That God might dwell on earth again. HYMN CLXXIII. P. M. Wesley's G& Jefus Glorified wkh Glory. ARi, i. 10, ii. Neb. i. 5. 1 T" TAIL the day that fees him rife, Ravifh'd from our wifhful eyes \ Chriit a while to mortals giv'n, Reafcends his native heav'n : There the pompous triumph waits, Lift your heads, eternal gates ! Wide unfold the radiant fcene, Take the King of glory in ! 2 Him, tho' higheft heaven receives, Stiil he loves the earth he leaves : Tho' returning to his throne, Still he calls mankind his own : Still for us he intercedes, Prevalent his death he pleads ; Next himfelf prepares our place 3 Harbinger of human race. * 3 Matter (may we ever fay) Taken from our head to day ; See t.hy faithful fervants, fee, Ever gazing up to thee ! Grant, tho' parted from our fight, High above yon azure height : Grant our hearts may thither rife, Foil' wing thee beyond the fides. i 4 4 H Y M N S. 4 Ever upward let us move, Wafted on the wings of love ; Looking wh.cn our Lord (hall come, Longing, gafping after home, There we (hail with thee remain, Partners of thine endlefs reign ; There thy face unclouded fee, Find our heav'n of heav'n in thee. HYMN CLXXIV. P. M. Ripfon's Coll. Lift up your Heads ye everlafting Doors I Pfa. xxiv. 7, 8, 9, io. i A NGELS, roll the rock away, jfY Death, yieldufTfcfry mighty prey : See ! he rifes from i iht fomb, Glowing with immortal bloom. Hallelujah. 2 'Tis the Saviour ! angels, raife Fame's eternal trump of praife; Let the earth's remoteft bound Hear the joy infpiring found. Hallelujah. 3 Now, ye faints, lift up your eyes, Now to glory fee him rife, In long triumph up the fky, Up to waiting worlds on high. Hallelujah. 4 Heav'n difplays her portals wide, Glorious Jefusthro' them ride; King of glory, mount thy throne, Thy great Father's and thy own. Hallelujah. 5 Praife him all ye heavenly choirs, Praife, and fweep your golden lyres ; Shout, O earth, in rapturous fong, Let the ftrains be fweet and ftrong. Hallelujah. HYMN S. 145 6 Ev'ry note with wonder fwell, Sin o'erthrown, and captiv'd hell ; Where is hell's once dreaded king ? Where, O death, thy mortal fting ! Hallelujaij. HYMNCLXXV. CM. Watt's Pfal. 47 Praife. Pfa. Ixviii. $%. ixxiv. ia. Ixxvi. 4. i /~\ For a fhout of facred joy \J To God the Sov'rejgn King ? Let ev'ry land their tongues employ, And hymns of triumph fing. 2 Jefus our God afcends on high, His heav'nly guards around, Attend him rifing thro' the fky, With trumpet's joyful found, 3 While angels fhout and praife their King, Let mortals learn their (trains : Let all the earth his honours fing ; O'er all the earth he reigns. 4 Rehearfe his praife with awe profound j Let knowledge lead the fong ; Nor mock him with a folemn found Upon a thoughtlefs tongue. 5 In Ts'rel flood his ancient throne, He lov'd that chofen race ; But now he calls the world his own, And heathens tafte his grace. 6 The Gentile nations are the Lord's, There Abrah'm's God is known, While pow'rs and princes, (hields and fworc!s 9 Submit before his throne. O 146 HYMNS. Th eExALTAiioNof the Prince of Peace: The Saviour of the World. HYMN CLXXVI. L. M. Steele. The Exaltation of Chrift. Jfa. Hi. 13. Pfa. xviii. 44. lleb. ii. 7. 1 TVT^W ^ et us rai ^ e our eheerful ftrains, J3J And join the blifsful choir above ; ihereour exalted Saviour reigns, And there they fing his wond'rous love. 2 While feraphs tune th' immortal fong, O may we feel the facred flame ; And ev'ry heart and ev'ry longue Adore the Saviour's glorious name, 3 Jefus, who once upon the tree In agonizing pains expir'd ; Who di'd for rebels — yes 'tis he ! How bright ! how lovely ! how admir'd ! 4 Jefus who di'd that we might live, Di'd m the wretched traitor's place;— O what returns can mortals give, For fuch immeafurable grace ! 5 Were univerfal nature ours, And art with all her boafted Aore ; Nature and art with all their pow'rs, Would ftill confefs the offerer poor ! 6 Yet tho' for bounty, fo divine ! We ne'er can equal honors raife, Jefus, may all our hearts be thine, And all our tongues proclaim thy praife. H Y M N S. 14.7 H Y M N CLXXVII. L. M. Doddridge. Jefus, exalted as a Prince and a Saviour. A£ii t v. 31. Ffa. lxxxix. 27. llcb. ii. S. XALTED Prince of Life, we own The royal honors of thy throne : ' i is fix'd by God's Almighty hand, And feraohs bow at thy command. 'E 2 Exalted Saviour, we confefs The fov'reign triumphs of thy grace ; Where beams of gentle radiance mine, And temper msjeity divine. 3 Wide thy reliftlefs fceptre fway, Till all thine enemies obey, : Wide may thy crofs its virtue prove, And conquer million* by its love. 4 Mighty to vanquifh, and forgive ! Thine ifr'el fhall repent and live ; And loud proclaim thy healing breath, Which works their life, who wrought thy death. HYMN CLXXVIII. C. M. James Relly, Jmmanuel, exalted above every Name, 2bil t i). 9. P/a. ii. 7, 8. Epkes. i. ar, 1 JESUS, thou higheft, lovelieft name ^1 Of ail on earth or heav'n, '1 he cleft reward cf all thy fhame, By thy great father giv'n, 2 Becaufe thou didft thy heavens bow, Thy people's ancient fuit ; Cam'ft down in fervant's form, Co low. As lofs of ali repute. J48 HYMN S; 3 In fafhion as that fallen race, Whofe offspring are but grafs, Thou took'ft the meaneft fervile place In all their lowed clafs : 4 Becam'ft obedient unto death, Norcould'ft, nor would'ft thou flee; But humbly didft refign thy breath Upon the (hameful tree ! 5 Therefore hath God exalted thee, And fet thee up on high ; Where thou {halt prais'd and worfhipp'd be To ail eternity. HYMN CLXXIX. L. M. Watts P/a. uc. The Triumphs of the Exalted. P/a. ex. 1,2, 3,4. 1 r*tpHUS the eternal Father fpake X To Chriji the Son j « Afcend and fit At my right hand, 'till I (hall make Thy foes fubmiffive at thy feet. 2 From Zion (hall thy word proceed, Thy word, the fceptre in thy hand, Shall make the hearts of rebels bleed, And bow their wills to thy command. 3 That day (hall (how thy pow'r is great, When faints (hall flock with willing minds, And finners croud thy temple gate, ' Where holinefs in beauty (nines." 4 © blefled pow'r ! O glorious day ! What a large vicl'ry (hall enfue \ And converts who thy grace obey, Exceed the drops of marningdew. H Y M N S. 149 HYMN CLXXX. L. M. Watt's M— , The Victory of the King of Kings, Pfa. xxii. 28. Mai. i. .11. P/a. viii. 6. 1 rx^HE mighty frame of glorious grac?, That blighted monument ofpraife. Tnat e'er the God of love deiign'd, Employs and fills my laboring mind. 2 Begin, my foul, the heav'nly fong,. A burden for an angel's tongue : When Gabriel founds thefe awful thing% He tunes and fu morons all his itrings. 3 Proclaim inimitable love^ Jefus, the Lord of worlds above, Puts off the beams of bright array, And veils the God in mortal clay, 4. He that distributes crowns and thrones Hangs on a tree, and bieeds, and groans :^ The Prince of Life refigns his breath, The King of Glory bows to death. 5 But fee the wonders of his power^ He triumphs in his dying hour, And, while by Satan's rage he fell, He daih'd the riling hopes of hell.. 6 Thus were the hofts of death fubdu'd, And fin was drown'd in Jefus' blood : Then he arofe, and reigns above. And conquers finners by his love. 7 Who mail fulfil this boundlefs fong ? The theme furmounts an Angel's tongue; How low, how vain are mortal airs, When Gabriel's nobler harp defpairs ! O2 i$0 HYMN S. HYMN CLXXXf. C. M. Rippon's CM. Jefus crowned Lord of All. Ifa. xi. :o. Hab. ii. 14. Rom. xi. 25, 26. s A ^L ^aft tne P ower °f Jefus' name f X"\. Let angels proftrate 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 ftem of JenVs rod, And crown him Lord of all. 3 Ye chofen feed of Ifrael's race, A remnant weak and fmall ; Hail him who faves you by his grace, And crown him Lord of all. 4 Ye Gentile fin ners, ne'er forget The wormwood and the gall ; Go — fpread your trophies at his feet, And crown him Lord of all. 5 Babes, men, and fires, who know his love. Who feel your fin and thrall, Noiv joy with all the hofts above, And crown him Lord of all. 6 Let cv'ry kindred, ev'ry tribe, On this terreftrial ball, To him all rnajefty afcribe, And crown him Lord of all. 7 O that with yonder facred throng, We at his feet may fall ; We'll join the everlafting fongi And crown him Lord of all. HYMNS. 15* HYMN CLXXXIL C, M. Rippon's GIL Praife. I Cbron. xvi. 31. Neb. ix. 5, 6 t 1 "^T^T* unt0 us i but thee alone, JJ%| Bleft Lamb, be glory giv'n f iiere (hall thy praifes be begun, And carried on in heav'n. 2 The hoft of fpirits now with thee Eternal Anthems fing : To imitate them here, lo ! we Our Hallelujahs bring. 3 Had we our tongues like them infpir'dj Like theirs our fongs (hould rife j Like them we never inould be tir'd. But love the facrifice. 4. Till we the veil of flefti Jay down, Accept our weaker lays ; And, when we reach thy Father's throne? We'll give thee nobler praife. The Intercession of the Great High Priest; Merciful and Faithful. HYMN CLXXXIII. S. M. Original. Advocate, if any Man Sin. 1 John, »j. 1. Mic. vii. 18, 19, I TESUS, before thy throne, J We bow with filial awe, And our tranfgreffions humbly own As fins againft thy law. 152 HYMNS. 2 Where, whither fhali we fly ? How 'fcape from wrath divine ? O be our Advocate on high, And claim us, Lord, as thine. 3 Plead thy dear wounds, rich blood, Thy agony, and fweat ; The mighty ranfom of the God, Who paid the finner's debt. 4 Nor afk we this, thy grace, For our vile felves alone ; The whole of Adam's guilty race Are, Lord, thy purchas'd own. 5 Hence all the fhields of earth, Shall found thy name abroad ; And fhoutin loudeft tf rains of praife, The ever faving God. HYMN CLXXXIV. S. M. Original, Mediator of a better Covenant. Heb. vii. 6, 7, 8, 9, io, 11, 12, ij. 2 rT^HY covenant, O Lord, JL In all things order'd fure, And founded on a ftedfail hope, Forever (hall endure. 2 The word isgiv'n, C( T will r" And who (hall let thy h. nd I The purpofe of eternal grace,. It rnuft eftablilh'd ftand. 3 Ifrael (hall know the Lord. The Gentiles truft in thee. And nations, kindreds, peoples, tongues, The great falvaucn fee. l H Y M N S. • 253 5 Thy grace, thy mercy, truth, Demand the grateful fong ; Let earth begin the blefTed theme, And heav'n the ftrain prolong. HYMN CLXXXV. C. M. Original, Mediator of the New Teftament. Heb.ix. 15, 16, 17. 1 lim. ii. 5, 6. Hcb. ii. ic, 1 ALL gracious Lord, we fing thy Jove, XjL A love more ftrong than death i The teftament divine was feal'd, With thy expiring breath. 2 Hail, Mediator, Saviour, hail ? We blefs the ranfom giv'n j For us, for all, was freely paid. The richeft blood of heav'n, 3 By thee, O Chrift, from death redeemed, Thy blood muft fure prevail ; Nor death in bondage to the foe,. Shall caufe our life to fail, 4 Wake then a fong, the nobleft fong— Let heav'n and earth rejoice, The dead (hall live — the graves {hall hear Salvation in thy voice. HYMN CLXXXVI. L. M. Steele. Chrift, ever Liveth to make Interceflion. Htb vii.25 Rom. viii. 27. I " f" TE lives, the great Redeemer lives, JL x (What joy the bleft aiTurance givej \\ And now before his Father God, Pleads the full merit of his blood. .154 H Y M N 9. 2 Repeated crimes awake our fears, Andjuftice arm'd with frowns appears; But in the Saviour's lovely face Sweet mercy fmiles, and all is peace. 3 Hence then, ye black defpairing thoughts* Above our fears, above our faults, His powerful interceflions rife, And guilt recedes, and terror dies^ 4 In every dark, diftrefsful hour, When fin and Satan join their pow'r \ Let this dear hope repel the dart, That Jefus bears us on his heart. 5 Great Advocate, Almighty Friend- On him our humble hopes depend : Our caufe can never, never fail, For Jefus pleads and muft prevail. HYMN CLXXXVII. P.M. Wesley's O//, Praifc. a Sam. xx'u 47. 1 Cbron. xvu 34, j /~V^R Shepherd alone, \Jf The Lord, let us blefs 5 Who fits on the throne, The Prince of our peace, Who evermore faves us By fhedding his blood j All hail, holy Jefus, Our Lord, and our God^ 2 We daily will fing Thy merits and praife. Thou merciful fpring Of pity and grace : HYMNS. 15S Thy kindnefs for ever To men we will tell, And fay our dear Saviour Redeems us from hell. Preferve us in love While here we abide, Nor ever remove, Nor cover, nor hide Thy glorious lalvation, 'Till joyful we fee The beautiful vifion Completed in Thee ! The Glorious Appearing of the Savi- our God. HYMN CLXXXVHI. P. M. Wesley's CW, The fecond coming of the Lord Jefus. Deut. xxxii.41,42, 43. 2^. xcvi. 11, ia, 13. Dan. vii. 26. i "ITJE comes ! he comes ! the Judge (Qvers, The feventh trumpet fpeaks him near; His lightnings fiafh, his thunders roll, He's welcome to the faithful foul ; [welcome 5 Welcome, welcome, welcome, welcome, welcome*, 'Welcome to che faithful foul. 2 From heav'n angelic voices found, See the Almighty Jefus crown'd ! Girt with omnipotence and grace, And glory decks the Saviour's face ; Glory, glory, glory, glory, glory, glory, Glory decks the Saviour's face. 3 Defcending on his azure throne, He claims the kingdoms as his own ; 156 HYMNS. The kingdoms all obey his word, And hail him their triumphant Lord ; Hail him, hail him, hail him, hail him, hail him, Hail him their triumphant Lord. [hail him, 4 Shout all the people of the iky, And all the faints of the Molt High : Our God who now his right obtains, For ever, and forever reigns, Ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, Ever, and for ever reigns. 5 The Father praife, the Son adore, The Spirit blefs for evermore : Salvation's glorious work is done, We welcome the great Three in One ; Welcome, welcome, welcome, welcome, welcome, Welcome the great Three in One. [welcome 3 HYMN CLXXXIX. P. M. Original. The Sounding of the Seventh Trumpet. Rev. x. 7, 15. Epbef. i. 8, 9. j T TAIL ! the laft, the mighty Angel, [jL Cloth'd upon with clouds of heav'n, Round his head the rainbow beaming, Peaceful fign of fin forgiv'n. Hallelujah ! Hallelujah ! Hallelujah I ho ! he comes ! he comes ! he comes ! 2 See the heav'ns beneath him bowing ! What the tidings which he brings r Who's this glorious One defcending? 'Tis the King, the King of Kings. Hallelujah ! Halielujah ! Hallelujah ! Welcome ! Welcome ! Saviour God ! HYMNS, 157 3 Hear the trumpet ! — Hark, it foundeth ! 'Tis the trump of God mod High. Now the myfVry is completed : Mighty voices of the fky, [doms I Shout the kingdoms ! Hallelujah ! Shout the king- Gather'd home to God in Chrifl:. 4 Spirits ! Angels 1 Elders ! Creatures ! Fall before the Man divine ! Glory, honour, pow'r, and bleffing, Riches, ftrength, and might are thine. Hallelujah ! Hallelujah ! Hallelujah L. Hallelujah ! Lord ! Amen ! HYMN CXC. P. M, Original. The lafl Refurreaion. Dan. ix. 10, II. Rev. xx. n, 12. I/a. xxv. 7,8. 1 Cor.xv. 52., 53, 54: i rT^HE Ancient of eternal days, X Enthron'd in light's celeftial blaze, With fhouting thousands* comes: The archangelick trump is blown. A voice is heard from glory's throne. The fpirit breathes on ev'ry bone ; And rends the cleaving tombs. 2 Now comes the end — the end divines- See death, and hell, their dead reiign To Chrift, who holds the keys : The judgment fits — the books unfold— The actions of a world they hold ; And there Omnifcience has enroll'd, Myfterious, high decrees. 3 Thefe books are clos'd. — Then opens wide The book of life — His book who died For all :— who rofe again : P i 5 8 HYMNS. The writing in Immanuel's blood, Theilgnet of the wine prefs trod, Prevails for guilty man, with God : A world rewards his pain. 4 Salvation to the Lamb on high, Salvation is the mighty cry. The glorious work is done. Tears, forrow, death, and anguifii dire, Like vilions of the night retire ; And ecftacy awakes the lyre, To Father, Spirit, Son ! HYMN CXCI. P. M. Original. Judgment brought forth unto Victory. z Cbron. xvi. 32, 33. Matt. xii. 18, 19,10, 21. Pfa. viii. 4, 5, 6. 1 O ! the man of God appointed, \ y Judge of quick and judge of dead, Mid his Father's throne exalted, High in glory lifts the head. Shout triumphant, fing rejoicing, fhout triumph- 'Tis the Son, the Son of Man. [ant, 2 He's the bringer forth of judgment, Judgment bas'd on truth divine: See, before the bar arraigned, Death and hell their pow'rs refign. Ranfom'dthoufands, happy myriads, rifing nations, Sound th' Almighty Saviour's name. 3 Where is fin, and death, and Satan ? Triumph they? or triumphs God ? Sin, and death, and hell, fubdued, Feel the Monarch's iron rod. Whilft the nature, human nature, Chrift afluroed, Is by him redeem'd and fav'd. HYMNS. 159 4 Hallelujah ! Hallelujah ! Glory be to God Molt Higli : HalJelujah ! Hallelujah ! Worlds below and worlds on high Shout Redemption! cry Salvation! praife the Sav- Praife, O praife ye Him— Amen. [iour ! HYMN CXCII. C. M. Rippon's Coll, The Times of Refreshing. Jfa. xxv. 6. Excd. xxx>. 17. Ifa. xi. g. 1 /^\N Sion his moft holy mount, \_J? God will a feaft prepare, And Jfrael'sfons, and Gentile lands, Shall in the banquet fhare. 2 Marrow and fatnefs are the food His bounteous hand beftows : Wine on the lees, and well rerin'd, In rich abundance flows. 3 See to the vileft of the vile A free acceptance giv'n ! See, rebels by adopting grace Sit with the heirs of heav'n ! 4 The pain'd, the nek, the dying, now To eafe and health reftor'd, With eager appetites partake The plenties of the beard. 5 But O what draughts of blifs unknown, What dainties lhall be giv'n, When, with the myriads round the throne, We join the feaft of heav'n ! 6 There joys immeafurably high Shall overflow the fou], And fprings of life, that never dry. In thoufand channels roll. i6o HYMNS. HYMN CXCIII. P. M. Rippon's OIL The Day of Reftitution, defired. IJa. Iviii. 12. Ix. 5, 6,7. ABi'\'\\. 20, 21. * /^VER the gloomy hills of darknefs, X^J Look, my foul, be ftill, and gaze, All the promifes do travail With a glorious day of grace : Blefled jubilee, Let thy glorious morning dawn. 2 Let the Indian, let the Negro, Let the rude barbarian fee, That divine and glorious conqueft, Once obtain'd on Calvary ; Let the gofpel Loud refound from pole to pole. 3 Kingdoms wide that fit in darknefs, Let mem have the glorious light, And from eaftern coaft to wefiern, May the morning chafe the night, And redemption Freely purchas'd, win the day. 4. May the glorious day approaching, From eternal darknefs dawn, And the everlafting gofpel Spread abroad thy holy name ; All the borders Of the great Immanuers land. 5 Fly abroad, thou mighty gofpel, Win and conquer, never ceafe ; May thy lafting wide dominions Multiply, and (till increafe ; Sway thy fceptre, Saviour, all the world around. H Y M N S. tki HYMN CXCiV. L. M. Doddridge. The Great Jubilee of Eternity. Numb. x. io. Ifa. xxvii. 13. Zecb. ix. 14., 16, 17. 1 TbeJJ. iv. l6* 1 Cor. xv. 23. 1 T OUD let the tuneful trumpet found, 8 j . And fpread the joyful tidings round ; Let ev'rv foul with tranfport hear, And hail the Lord's accepted year. 2 Ye debtors whom he gives to know, That you ten thoufand talents owe, When humble at his feet you fall, Your gracious God forgives them all. 3 Slaves, that have borne the heavy chain Of fin and hell's tyrannic reign, To liberty ailert your claim, And urge the great Redeemer's name, 4 The rich inheritance of heav'n, Your joy, your boaft, is freely giv'n ; Fair Salem your arrival waits, With golden ftreets and pearly gates. 5 Her blefs'd inhabitants no more Bondage and poverty deplore ; No debt, but love immenfely grecf, The joy ftill riles with the debt. 6 O happy fouls that know the found ! Celeftial light their fteps furround,. And (hew that jubilee begun, Which thro' eternal vears fhall run. HYMN CXCV. P. M. Original, Praife. PJa. Ixxxvi. I2,1i3.. Exod. xv. 2, 3. HOUT Jehovah ftrong in battle, Count the vidVries he hath won ; Sing the Saviour's mighty conquefts^ P2 •s j6i HYMNS. Praife him, praife him, cry 'tis done : He hath finifh'd, finifh'd, finim'd, he hath finifiYd, . What his love ere worlds begun. 2 Give to Jefus pow'r and glory, Say, the triumph Lord, is thine : He hath took from fin dominion : Death and hell the prey refign : 1 fubdued, death deftroyed, man redeemed, Thefeare glorious works divine. 3 People, nations, tongues and kindreds Hail, all hail the mighty God : Praife Jehovah ftrong in battle : Shout the garment rolPd in blood. Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah. High hofannas (hout abroad. Attributes, Characters, Names, and Offices of Christ, from the New Tes- tament ; Alphabetically arranged. HYMN CXCVI. P. M. John Murray. All in All. Rom. lit. 9, io. Pfa. xiv. a, 3. Efhef. 31. 4, 5, 6. j ^^OME, tho' we can truly fing, \^j In our flefh dwells no good thing ; Yet on him who gives us all, We're embolden'd ft ill to call. a Blind, and foolifn once v?erewe, Chrift our wifdom now we fee y In this wifdom we confide, By this we are juftirVd; HYMNS. 163 3 Once in breaking God's command, Doom'd to death beneath his hand ; Now we're calPd to own, and blefs, Jefus Chrift our righteoufnefs. 4 Without purity of heart Truth divine will fay depart, But this holinefs we find, In the Saviour of mankind. 5 Many, mighty are our foes ! Human thefe, angelic thofe, Where for refuge (hail we flee ? Chrift our great redemption fee ! 6 Seraphs, flames of facred fire, View this myft'ry with defire ; Hark ! the bright enraptur'd throng Catch, and raife the grateful fong. 7 O ye thrones of heav'nly light, Since you're fav'd from end lefs night, And fince we arerais'd to you, Let us ftill the fong purfue. HYMN CXCVIL L. M. Original, Alpha and Omega. Rev, 1. 11, 17. Ifa. xli. 4. 'AIL, Alpha and Omega, hail ! Thou great beginning, glorious end ! Vom firft to laft, from laft to firft, God, Father, Saviourf Brother, Friend. 2 No change of will, nor lapfe of pow'r, Shall alter or impede thy plan ; x64 HYMN & One grand, confident, perfect whole Is thine, thou head of ev'ry man. 3 Ere morning ftars, creation fang, Th' eternal purpofe was complete , Nor can the idle whirl of time, Thy everlafting love defeat. HYMN CXCVIII. L. M. Original Amen. Hev,'t\), 14. I Cor. i. 20. J T^AITHFUL and true, the Alan divine Jj On ev'ry promife ftamps Amen. IN or e're mail fail a fingle line, Engrav'd by love's eternal pen. 2 " Let man be fav'd" — the Father faid : " So be it" — Jefus, Jefus cried : Nay more, the Saviour bow'd his head : That man might live, Chrift Jefus died. 3 Amen of God ! Amen of man ! Beginning ! Author ! final End I High praife await Salvation's plan, There one Amen for all is pen'd. HYMNCXCIX. S. M. James Relly, Adoption in Chrift. I John, ii'w 1,2. Hof. i. 10. Rom. ix. 26. 1 TVTO W are we fons of God ! J^| Nor doth it yet appear What heights of blifs thjp' Jefus' blood, For us prepared are. a This we already know, When Chrift, our righteoufnefsj HYMNS. 165 Shall (hew himfelf to men below, We mail be as he is. 3 Yea in this world are we, As Jefus is above; As him, from fin and Satan free, As perfected in love. 4 Invifible are we To this blind world below j There's none but iuch who Jefus fee, Can us difcern or know. 5 All that which doth appear Of us, or can be known, By reafon's eye, to mortals here, We utterly difown. 6 We call it dung and drofs, The man from whom we ceafe 5 To own it cur's, is pain and lofs, And faps the chriftian's peace. 7 Jefus alone we own, And nothing know befide ; In him, as free from fin, we're known. His pure and holy bride. 8 In him we now confefs We are the Lord's delight, His reft, his joy and righteoufnefs, Ail glorious in his fight. 9 We are as we would be ; Nor have we yet to choofe ; As Chrift the Son, we're ever free, Nor can that fonfhip lofe. 1 66 HYMNS, ! HYMN CC. S. M. Original, Baptizer with the Holy Spirit and Fire. Matt* iii. ii. JJa. vi. 6, 7. -zCbron. vii. 3. sifts, ii. 3, ESUS, in ancient days, Thine Ifr'el faw the flame From heav'n defcend, to vifit earth. And prais'd thy glorious name. ■j % Give us to join their fong, To hail thes, ever good : And mid the fire, may we adore, Th' unchanging, gracious God. 3 Thy fan, fhsli purge the floor : Thy fire, the chafF defiroy : And gathering of the cleanfed wheat, Thy fheaves ihall fing for joy. HYMN CCL L. M. James Relly. Bleffed in Him with all Spiritual Bleffings. Epbef. 1.3. Pfa. bcxi i . 1 7. 1 TTTHAT bleflings in the Lamb abound I V V To all who know the joyful found ; Thy countenance, O Lord, ihall mine On them with brightnefs all divine. 2 The grievances which them opprefs'd, In Jefus now they fee redrefs'd ; This mercy we thy worms now prove, And blefs thy grace, thou God of love. 3 Infinite wifdom, all our days Will we admire thy pleafant ways ; Thy paths are peace, we'll run andblafs The Lord our life and rigteoufnefs. H Y M N $. 167 HYMN CCII. L. M. Fawcett. Bridegroom. Jcbn y iii. 26. Ifa. Ixii. 5. a TESUS, the heav'nly lover, gave J His life, my wretched foul to fave $ Refolv'd to make his mercy known, He kindly claims me for his own. 2. Rebellious, I againfl: him drove 'Till melted and conftrain'd by love ; With fin, and felf, I freely part, The heav'nly Bridegroom wins my heart, 3 My guilt, my wretchednefs he knows, Yet takes and owns me for his fpoufe % My debts he pays, and fets me free, And makes his riches o'er to me. 4 My filthy rags are laid afide, He clothes me as becomes his bride j Himfelf beftows my wedding drefs, The robe of perfect righteoufnefs. 5 Loft in aftonifhment, I fee, Jefus, thy boundlefs love to me ; With angels I thy grace adore, And long to love and praife thee more. 6 Since thou woulft take me for thy bride, keep me, Saviour, near thy fide ! 1 fain would give thee all my heart, Nor ever from the Lord depart. HYMNCCIII. L. M. Original, Brother. Prov. xvii. 17. Heb. Y\. 17. I T7URST born of many brethren, Thou X; That did'rt expire on Calv'ry's brow, 168 HYMNS. Thine are the triumphs, Thee we hail ! Thy life, thy death, of what avail ! 2 Fulfil, O Lord, a brother's part ; Bear us forever on thy heart ; The many fons to glory bring ; And let the world thy praifes ling: HYMN CCIV. P. M. Wesley's Coll Complete in Chrift. ColoJJ. ii. 10. Ifa. lxi. 10. 1 T TAD I ten thoufand gifts befide, JJjL I'd cleave to Jefus crucifi'd, And build on him alone : For no foundation is there giv'n On which I'd place my hopes of heav'n, But Chriit the corner ftone. 2 PofTefling Chrift, I all poflefs ; Wifdom, and ftrength, and righteoufnefs, And fanclity complete : Bold in his name I dare draw nigh, Before the Ruler of the fky, And all his juftice meet. HYMN CCV. P. M. John Relly. Conqueror of Death and Hell. Rev. vi. 2. Ifa. xxv. 8. Hof. xiii. 14. 1 "IVX^^ ^ a ^ 0ur ton o ues w ' tn rapture tell, J/H| How Jefus conquer'd death and hell, When on the crofs he died : His fpoil we are, he'll not deny, But own us to eternity As his lov'd, chofen bride. HYMNS. 169 2 His myftery, his death and blood, Hath reconeiPd as all to God ; His glory hides our fhame : Whilft Chrift is God's beloved fon, We live with him for ever one, In fonfhip, grace, and name. 3 That he might equitably bleed, He took upon him Abrah'm's feed, Then to the altar went ; Whilft in this Lamb to flaughter led, The (inner bare on his own head His fin, and punifhment. 4 Nor will he us in trials leave, But ftill is with us ftrong to fave ; Whilft we on earth remain : In him our life, our all, is found ; Than fin his grace did more abound, Reveal'd when he was ilain. 5 How rich the love, dear God, that we Should be belov'd, belov'd by thee, And fav'd from all ourmame : With joy we'll praife thee, 'till we die, And after death eternally Adore, thy balmy name. HYMN CCVI. L. M. Watts. Deity and Humanity of Chrift. John, i. 1. 1 Tim- u'u 16. RE the blue heav'ns were ftretch'd abroad, From everlafting was the word : With God he was ; the word was God, And muft divinely be ador'd. •E i-o HYMN S. 2 By his own pow'r were all things made, By him fupported all things ftand j He is the whole creation's head, And angels fly at his command. 3 Ere fin was born, or Satan fell, He led the hoft of morning ftars ; Thy generation who can tell, Or count the number of thy years ? 4 But lo, he leaves thofe heav'nly forms, The Word defcends and dwells in clay. That he may hold converfe with worries, Drefs'd in fuch feeble flefh as they. 5 Mortals with joy behold his face, Th' eternal Father's only Son ; How full of truth ! how full of grace ! When thro' his eyes the Godhead flione ! 6 Archangels leave their high abode, To learn new myft'ries here and tell The love of our defcending God, The glories of I mmanuel. HYMN CCVII. CM. Doddridge. Door. l/obfi t x. 7,9, 16. J A "WAKE, our fouls, and blefs his name, jT"\, Whofe mercies never fail ; Who opens wide a door of hope In Achor's gloomy vale. H Y M N S. n* 2 Behold the portal wide difblay'dv The building ftrong 2nd fair ; Within are paftures frefli and green, And living ftreams are there. 3 Enter, my foul, with cheerful hafte, For Jefus is the door ; Nor fear theferpent's wily arts, Nor fear the lion's roar. 4 O may thy grace the nations lead, And Jews and Gentiles come, AH traveling thro' one beauteous gate To one eternal home. H Y M N CCV1II. C. M. James Kitty Eternity and Deity of Clirift. Cc : «f]; %**i *■ Sci AIL ! hjghjj exalted, righteousjpan, Fird of the ways of God ! Whofe wor& of love in thee began, As witnefs'd by thy blocd. 2 Before the fons of God declar'd With fhouts their folemn Or fongs of morning (tars were heard, As pure without alloy : 3 Thy early day proclaimed thee then, The fir ft born child of grace : Great reprefentative of men, Before the Father's face. • 4 The great invifible we fee, In thee, and thee alone i l 7f HYMNS. To men, and angels out of thee, The Godhead is unknown. 5 God's noble works mine in thy face, Thou his infinite thought ; Creation, providence, and grace, In thee, decreed and wrought. HYMN CCIX. CM. Peacock. Forgiver of Sin. Matt. ix. z. Co!oJJ. i. , 4 . pj a . c ;;;. 3 , 1 \KT H J) T lavin S P ow ' r > what grace divine, V V To Jefus doth belong ; Je r us the molt delightful theme Of each believer's fong. • 2 'Tis the divine prerogative Of him, whom we adore : x a.uu.. a ..u cn^fs jjf e to give, 1 ° lC'^ a condemn'd befo^Mitfi* 3 His miracles, his pow'r proclaim j His grace in them expreft, InviFes the weak and helplefs foul Beneath his care to reft. 4 " Be of good cheer," the Saviour cries, " Behold thy fins forgiv'n ;" And (trait the pardon ratifies, And feals our peace with heav'n. 5 Sinners with pleaing wonder hear. Salvation's joyful found ; ' *• While hop-, and love, their brenft infpire, His praites they refourul. H Y M N S. 173 HYMN CCX. C. M. John Relly. Free Gift. John, \\\. 16. i John, v. 10, u. 1 JfT^IS not of him that weeps and prays 5 J_ The gift of God is free ; 'Tis Jefus' pray'r, his groans and cries, Which mall accepted be. 2 'Tis in the Lamb's abafement low, We are receiv'd of God : Lo ! nothing is there good, we know, But Jefus, and his blood. 3 'Tis thro' his death, and off'ring up On the accurfed wood, That we areprivileg'd to fup With him our Lord, and God. 4 'Tis thro' his refurreclion pow'r We live the life of faith : In his dear body, we are more Than eonq'rors over death. 5 When he afcended up on high, Lo ! we afcended then ; He captive led captivity, Receiving gifts for men. 6 Yea, for rebellious men he fu'd, That God with them might dwell ; And when his wounded form he fhew'd, The fpirit on them fell. f Allpraifeto him, our God, our friend, Who hniuYd all for us ; • We blefs the love, which hath no end. Revealed on the crofs. Q.2 r ity HYMN S: HYMNCCXI. CM. James Relly Fulncfs in Chrift. ColoJJ'. ii. 9. i. 19. Jobfiyi. 16, i A LL fulnefs in the Lamb we view ; £x. To look befide him, lofs : He's only holy, juft, and true ; All elfe is dung, and drofs. 2 There dwells in him, as ftain'd with blood y Jehovah's pow'r and name ; Greatly, from everlafting, God, Yea, when the flaughter'd Lamb. 3 In him we know the holy bride 9 All gather'd into one; She looks out thro* his bleeding fide, With ail her beauties on* 4 In him we fee God's heav'n, our earth, In perfeft peace agree : This gives our one new man, its birth, And fets our nature free. 5 His purg'd humanity is our's, And in it now we prove, A feat above the heav'nly pow'rs, Fix'd in the Father's love. 6 New heav'ns, new earth, we now polTefs 5. Beulah, that blefled field, Where dwells eternal righteoufnefs ; And God's our fun, and (hield. • 7 Here's nothing hurtful to deftroy - r The holy mountain's here ; HYMNS. 175 No curfe, nor fin, for to annoy, No torment, guilt, nor fear. 8 Of Jefus we will never ceafe To fing, as we began ; In whom there dwells, in perfect peace, God, and his darling man. HYMN CCXII. C. M. Doddridge, Giver ot True Liberty. John, viii. 36. Luke, iv. j8. Zecb.ix. u, i TJARK ! for 'tis God's own Son that calls JLJL To life and liberty ; Tranfported fall before his feet, Who makes the pris'ners free. 2 The cruel bonds of fin he breaks, And breaks old Satan's chain ; Smiling he deals thofe pardons round. Which free from endlefs pain. 3 Into the captive heart he pours His fpirit from on high ; We lofe the terrors of the flave, And Abba Father, cry, 4 Shake off your bonds, and fing his grace j The finner's friend proclaim ; And call on all around to feek, True freedom by his name. 5 Walk on at large, 'till you attain Your Father's houfe above ; There (hall you wear immortal crownf, And fmg immortal love. 176 HYMNS. HYMN CCXIIL C. M. James Relly. God with Us. Matt. i. 23. Rom. viii. 31. Pfa. xlvi. 2, 3. 1 TT^MMANUELisGodwithme, Pv In our exalted Lamb ; In whom I'm reconcil'd and free, Al] praife attend his name* 2 His Ton (hip proves my fin forgiv'n, Makes my falvation fure, Prepares for me a feat in heav'n, And keeps my joy iecure. 3 In him accepted ; and, as him, Receiv'd in realms above ; In him I triumph, foar, and fwim In everiafting love. 4 All my religion, and my life, Art thou, my Lamb, my God ; I'm fix'd, from hence my future ftrife Shall be, to praife. thy blood. HYMN CCXIV. C. M. Original. Grace in Chrift, before the World began. Tit. \. 2. Epbef, iii. 2. 1 Tim. i . 9. 1 JrjpWAS nnifh'd, faith the faithful God, Jt Before the world itfelf began : The ranfom of a Saviour's blood, From everiafting, flow'd for. man. 2 Ere Satan dar'd th' Eternal King ; Ere Eden faw the morning fun ; Ere Eve had felt the Serpent's fling ; Thy perfect will, O God, was done. HYMNS. 177 3 Before that Adam difobey'd, Himfelf, and ail his fons were thine : Thofe works, thy life, thy death difplay'd, Confirm eternity's defign. 4 Jefus from earth's foundation flain ! Worthy art thou, thrice worthy, Lord ! To ever live, and rule, and reign, By angels, and by men, ador'd. HYMN CCXV. C. M. Toplady's Coll Grace Triumphant in Jefus. Efbef. ». 8, 9. Rcm.v. 21. Pfa. xlv. 3,4. 1 T TAIL ! mighty Jefus, how divine J7X Is thy victorious fword ! The itoutefi: rebel muft refign At thy commanding word. ^ ^v^ P a.v tuc wyunas my arrows give ; They pierce the hardeft heart : Thy fmiles of grace, the flain revive, And joy, fucceeds to fmart. 3 Still gird thy fword upon thy thigh, Ride with majeftic fway : Go forth, fweet Prince, triumphantly, And make thy foes obey. 4 And, when thy vicTries are complete ; When all the chofen race Shall round the throne of glory meet, To fing thy conq'ring grace ; 5 O may my humble foul be found Among that favour'd band ! And I, with them, thy praife will found Throughout Immanuel's land. iy-S H Y M N S. HYMN CCXVI. C. M. John Murray. Grace of the Lord Jefus, it is Sufficient. 2 Cor. xii. o. Ca'i. ii. 21. 1 T& /TY God, fir.ee I can call thee mine, ±V -L And m ' ne { ^ ou ^ ure 'y ait '> Wiry mould I ever once repine, In language, or in heart. 2 Alas ! the caufe is clearly feen, From whence thefe murm'rings rife; My parents fold me imder fin, How deep the evil lies ! 3 Within my members there's a law, That wars againit my mind, Which ilrives my fpirit itiil to draw From thee, the good, and kind. 4 With buffet ting my foul is lore, But this is Satan's part ; .The thorn within the fiefh, (till more. Inflicts the poignant fmart. 5 Great God ! attend thy fuppiiant's pray'r, Whilit I for fuccour call ! And pour into thy fervant's ear The»words thou fpak'ft to Paul. 6 Then in thy grace fecure I'll reft, 'Twill be fufficient found ; 'Till caught from earth to heav'n, I'mbleft, With life, and glory crown'd. HYMN CCXVII. L. M. Watts. Glory and Grace in Immanuel. I Cor. '.31. 2 Cor. x. 17. JJj. x!v. 15. OW to the Lord a noble fong ! Awake my foul, awake my tongue ; 'N HYMN S. 179 Hofanna to th' eternal name, And all his boundlefs love proclaim, 2 See where it fhines in Jefus' face, The brighter! image of his grace : God, in the perfon of his Son, Has all his mightieft works outdone. 3 The fpacious earth, and fpreading flood, Froclaim the wife, the pow'rful God, And thy rich glories from afar Sparkle in ev'ry rolling ftar : 4 But in his looks a glory ftands, The nobieft labour of thine hands : The pleaflng luftre of his eyes Outfhines the wonders of the fkies. 5 Grace ! 'tis a fweet, a charming theme ; My thoughts rejoice at Jefus' name ! Ye angels, dwell upon the found ; Ye heav'ns reflect it to the ground ! 6 Oh, may I live to reach the place Where he unveils his lovely face ! Where all his beauties you -behold, And fing his name, to harps of gold ! • H Y M N CCXVI1I. L. M. James Rellx. Glorificaiion with Chrift. Rom. viii. 29, 30. 'John, xvii. 24. Ifa. lxvi. 28. 1 "QY grace we know, to us it's clear, J3 When Chrift, our Saviour, (hall appear, We (hall be like him, O what blifs ! For we mall fee him as he is. 1 80 HYMNS. 2 When as he is, we him defcry, Infpirit's light and my fiery ; Unnumber'd beauties in him mine, Beauties of God, and man divine : 3 Beauties of holinefs and grace, Adorn our Saviour's lovely face ; Eternal truth and righteoufnefs Doth he, in purity, poflef s. 4 When as he is, we him do fee, From ev'ry fpot and wrinkle free : How glorious is the worthy Lamb ! How venerable is his name ! 5 But, O what glorious grace is this ! That when we fee him as he is, We fee ourfelves, and are aflur'd That we are lrke our deareft Lord. 6 As we his myftic falnefs are, He gives us each a member's (hare In all his grace : the favour'd bride Is with his likenefs fatisfied. HYMN CCXIX. S. M. James Relly Heir of all Things. Heb. i. 2. John, xvii. 2. 1 A LL things deliver'd are Z JL To Jefus, as the Son ; Whilft we, in all things, with him fharc, With him, forever one. 2 We were the Father's love j Us to his Son, he gave 5 H Y M N S. 18 1 Where we his life, and fulnefs, prove, And in him glory have. 3 To us he gave all grace, In Chrift, the man divine ; And we in him, before his face, In perfect beauty fhine. 4 There's none can know the Son, Or witnefs who -he is-: But he who's with the Father one, His love, and righteoumefs ! 5 We in perfection dwell, Where we the Father fee ; As one with him, we now can tell The Son's the man that's free. HYMNCCXX, L.M. Peacock, Image of the Invifible. Heb. i. 3. NOW in the face of Jefus, we God's brighteft form of glory fee % beaming with mild and heav'nly rays, He all his Father's grace difplays. 2 Bleft image of th' eternal God, Here his rich glories mine abroad-; With a refplendent luftre mine His pow'r, his truth, and love divine. 3 Of all creation the fir ft born ; Of all that heav'n's bright courts axiom, He as a prince, and fov'reign reigns, Almighty pow'r bis throne Aiftains. a i$2 H Y M N S. 4 See Jefus our exalted head, By whom the heav'ns, and earth, were made ; Subjected to his high command, Thrones, kingdoms, and dominions ftand. 5 It pleas'd th' eternal Fulnefs well, In Chrift the Lord alone to dwell ; From this rich fountain freely flows Complete relief for all our woes. HYMN CCXXI. C. M. James Relly, Juftifier of the Ungodly. Rom. lv. 5. v. 6, 8. i fT^HE man who works not, but believes JL On him who juftifies Ungodly fouls, in Chrift receives The life, that never dies. 2 Our Saviour full atonement made, When for our fins he died ; And, when he left death's gloomy made, Our perfons juftified. 3 Who (hall condemn ? 'twas Jefus died, 'Twas Jefus rofe again ; He with himfelf hath justified The ilnful fons of men. 4 In hope of what in Chrift I am, Rejoicing, I believe, Againft my hopelefs guilt and fhame, And thus, by faith, I live. HYMN CCXXII. C. M. Watts. Kingdom of. Chrift. Rom. XI. 15. Pfa. lxxxix. 29. Zecb. ix. 10. i " O, what a glorious fight appears | j To our believing eyes ! HYMNS. if 3 The earth, and Teas are pafs'd away, And the old rolling fkies. 2 From the third heav'n, where God I'efides, That holy, happy place, The New Jerusalem comes down, Adorn'd with (Lining grace. 3 Attending angels fhout for joy, . And the bright armies ling, " Mortals, behold the facred feat Of your defcendingKing* 4 The God of glory dow'rj to men* Removes his bleft abode ; Men, the dear objects of his grace,, And he, the loving God. 5 His own foft hand (hall wipe the tears From ev'ry weeping eye, And pains, and groans, and griefs, and fears r And death itfelf mall die." 6 How long, dear Saviour, O how long ! Shall this bright hour delay ? Fly fwifter round ye wheels of time, And bring the welcome day. HYMN CCXXIII. P.M. Madan'sM Kingdom of Chrift over All. Matt. iv. 16. Rev. xix. 6. pfa Ixxii. 8, Pb'J. iv. 4* I T) EJOICE, the Lord is King, J[\^ Your God and King adore ; Mortals give thanks, and fing, And triumph ever more ! i$4 H Y M N: S. Lift up the heart, lift up the voice, Rejoice aloud, ye faints, rejoice. 2 Rejoice, the Saviour reigns. The God of truth and love ; When he had purg'd our ftains, He took his feat above : Lift up the heart, lift up the voice. Rejoice aloud, ye faints, rejoice* 3 His kingdom cannot fail, He rules o'er earth, and heav'n ; The keys of death and hell Are to our Jefus giv'n : Lift up the heart, lift up the voice,, Rejoice aloud, ye faints, rejoice. 4 He all his foes (hall quell, • Shall all our tins deftroy.j And ev'ry bofom fwell With pure feraphic joy : Lift up the heart, lift up the voice* Rejoice aloud, ye faints, rejoice. 1 K.ejoice in glorious hope, Jefus the judge mall come, And take his fervants up To their eternal home : We foon fhaH hearth* archangel's voice, The trump of God mall found, rejoice. H Y M N CCXXIV. L. M. Peacock. Lamb flam before the Foundation of the World. Rev. v. 6. i Pet.- 1. 20. OW fhall our feeble lips proclaim The honours of the Saviour's name ? ■h HYMNS. i85 Or how the gratitude declare, Our hearts inflam'd to JefUs bear ? 2 To manifeft his wond'rous love, Behold he leaves the worlds above 5 From climes of blifs beyond the fky,. Swift he defcends, to bleed and die, 3 Lo, he again from death revives, Jefus the great Redeemer lives ; High, feated on his Father's throne, He fheds his choiceft blelFings down.. HYMN CCXXV. L. M. Fawcett, Lamb of God bearing away Sin, Jchriy i. 36. Rev. v. 12. EHOLD the fin atoning Lamb, With wonder, gratitude, and love | * '-' To take away our guilt and fhame, See him descending from above* B 2 Our fins, and griefs on him were laid; He meekly bore the mighty load j Our ranfom price he fully paid, In groans, and tears, in fweat, and blood, 3 To fave a guilty world he dies ; Sinners, behold the bleeding Lamb f To him lift up your longing eyes, And hope for mercy in his name. 4^ Pardon and peace thro' him abound $ ; He can the richeft blefllngs give , Salvation in his name is found, He bids the dying fmner live* . Ra i86 H Y M N S* 5 Jefus, my Lord, I look to thee ; Where elfe can helplefs finners go ? Thy bound lefs love (hall fet me free From all my wretchednefs and woe. HYMN CCXXVL L. M. James Relj Light of the World. Jqbny i. 9. Ifa. Ixi 1, 3. 1 TT TE now arife,the light is come, W The glory of the Lord appears 5 No more in darknefs may we roam, Expos'd to guilt and many fears. 2 The day fpring glorious from on high, Beams forth in brightnefs all divine j Our nightly fears and troubles die, Whilftwe in perfect beauty fhine. $ The Godhead's glory rinrig bright On us, in Chrift theheav'niy man, Declares us perfect in his fight, Whiift we admire the gracious plan. 4. What e'er we loft, we here regain ; The end of all our toil is come, Nor fin, nor curfe, doth here remain, We reft in God, our nativehome. 5 There in our nature greatly bleft, And purgM from ev'ry ill, thro' blood, Our conicience finds eternal reft. And anfwers peacefully to God. HYMNS. i%Y HYMN CCXXVII. C. M. John Relly. Lover. I John, iv. 9, io, Rom, viii. 38, 35. 1 TJOW rich the love ! my Lord, my God 5> JLa. For me, a worm, hath died j t cr me he fried his living blood ;. I know no God befide. 2 The fource cf all my happinefs Is his eternal name ; Nor is there ought but dung and drois Befides my deareft Lamb. 3 All things lhall periih but the word*. He ftands forever fure \ Jefus forever is the Lord,. Let ev'ry pow'r adore. 4 This word madeflefrS, in Bethl'hem fees**. Incarnate was in me, In me, and ail the fons of merr, That he our head might be. 5 Then up unto our head we look-, And blefs that glorious grace, Which (hews us God's eternal book, Unfeal'd in Jefus' face. H YMN CCXXVIII. L. M. James Relly, Made S'n tor Us.. zJCor* v. 21. 1 Pet. iii. 18. 2 TTrHILST I (ball track the depth of Iove i W Which fo tranfparently doth fhine 3 No more in reafon's path I rove>. To fearcH the my fiery divine,, i88 HYMNS: 2 From all that's fenfual flies my- heart And enters deep infinity, With fpirits bleft to bear a part, In one melodious harmony. 3 Our fpreading filth contra&ed clofe, Within the compafs of a fpan, Affrights the child from calm repofe, To feel the mifery of man : 4 His life was painful, void of reft, Full of reproach, contempt, andfcorn; With weighty griefs and woes oppreft, Till all chaftifements he had borne. The more in years he did increafe, The more its preflure he did feel, 'Till time drew near when fin fhould ceafe, And he his teflament fhould feal j 6 Then fin and Satan had the fway, To vex, accufe him, and condemn, WhilftGod did all bis wrath difplay, To end all fin, and man redeem. HYMN CCXXIX. P. M. James Relly, Maker of All Things anew. R€"j. xxi. 5. Ifa. lxv. 17. J ITTHEN favour'd John beheld- y V T ne vifions of the Lord, With admiration fill'd, He heard the Father's word Revealing, what his purpofe was, And what his love fhould bring to pafs.' HYMNS, 189 2 Thus fpake the fov'reign Lord, Whilft on his throne he fat, " Hear ye my faithful word j Behold I will create, And make all things in love anew : Write thou thefe words, for they are true.'* 3 When God had thus declar'd The fecret of his will, The man who was prepar'd His counfel to fulfil, Emphatically fpake to John, And faid, " Behold 3 the work is done ► 4 For I the Alpha am, And the Omega too ; You in this facred name, The finifh'd work may view,: I, the Beginning and the End Of all the joys which you attend." HYMN CCXXX. P. M. John Relly, Matter, Matt, xxiii. 8, 10. Efbef. v'> 9. CohJJ. jy, i, 1 TESUS, Matter, in thine hand J Lead on thy family, 'Till we all poflefs the land, Thepromis'd liberty : There, amidft the holy throngs We all ihall fee thy blifsful face 3 Singing one eternal fong To Chrift, the God of grace. 2 In thy bleeding heart (hall we AH find our bleft abode y 190 HYMNS. Each difowning all for thee, Thou wounded Lamb of God : There pofTefling all we want In thy rich fulnefs, holy Lamb, Hence we all are now content To bear thy crofs and fhame. 3 In thy fmitten body, we Are pure for ever more ; Happy to eternity, We will the Lord adore : • We in Chrift, our ark, abide, O'er each temptation Mill we foar ; We difdain the fwelling tide, And foon mall reach the more. 4 Farewell all this world below, And all that earth calls good, We rejoice no more in you, We are redeem'd by blood. Now redeem'd to God we prove A fafe afylum from our fears ; All the heights, and depths of love, In Jems' blood appears. HYMN CCXXXI. P.M. James Rell Matter Builder. J Cor. \\\, 9. EpheJ. ii.20, 21,22. I ^\7*E are God's building, is the word, j[ Rais'd for the glory of the Lord, W here he delights to dwell : In Jefus, rais'd by his own hand, This building ever (hall withftand The hoftile gates of hell. % As fkilful builders always care Proper materials to prepare, HYMNS. 191 Needful for ftrength and grace ; So did he choofe us in our head, Ere time commenc'd, or worlds were made, To build his dwelling "place. Such no untemper'd mortar ufe, But juftly will the fame refufe For what's more excellent ; All human daubings God defpis'd ; When he his noble building rais'd, Chrift was the ftrong' cement. Would you the {lately pile furvey, Its beauty, ftrength, and harmony I Then Chrift Immanuel fee ! Where all perfections in him meet, There is the building feen complete, The fum of all is He. 'HYMN CCXXXII. S. M. John Kelly. Mercy Seat. 1 Joktt ii. z. Ran. iii. 23. 1 Ti JTY Saviour for me bled jLVX Upon the crofs's wood ; • tor me, the finner me, he fhed His rich atoning blood. 2 For my offences great He died a curfed death ; And wrought Salvation out complete. To be enjoy 'd by faith. 3 The wine prefs he did tread, And, thro' his bleeding hd% 19* HYMN S, His fpirit, in abundance, fhed On bis beloved bride. 4 Now by his grace, I know That I am one of them, For whom the Saviour died below Upon the crofs's ftem. HYMN CCXXXIII. P. M. Howard's Colic Offices of Chrift. Matt, iti. 5. Mark, vi. 56. "JobnjXXx. »$. 1 OAGES of ancient letter'd times ! l^ In ev'ry age and different climes, For wifdom fam'd among mankind, Withdraw your thinly fcatter'd rays ; Before the broad o'er pow'ring blaze, Of the fuprem external mind. 2 Mercy's great year, in heav'n i*rolI'd, By feers fucceeding feers foretold, "Was now with folemn pomp unfeal'd, Light of the world, Meffiah came, In his almighty Father's name, And immortality reveal'd 3 Fill'd with his Father's ftrength, he taught ; The dumb in rapture fpeak their thought, The lame man bounding like the roe : The blind looks up to heav'n ; ftern death Refigns his fpoil -, and from his breath Fierce demons fhrink to (hades below. 4 O works of pow'r, O works of love, Ethereal embafTage to prove, That ev'ry rifing doubt control ; HYMNS. 93 Earneft of love and pow'r more ftrong, Which to the Ton of God belong, To heal the mis'ries of the foul. 5 Great Prophet, Saviour, worthy Thou That ev'ry knee in homage bow, From ev'ry mouth thy praife mould flow ; All thy commands are mild and juft, Thy promife, faithful to our truft, Will pardon, peace, and heav'n beftow. HYMN CCXXX1V. P. M. James ftstur, Opener of the Seals. Rev.v. 5. iii. 7. I/a. xxii. 22. 1 "XT THAT dazzling glories ftrike mine eye ? W How infinite the myftery ; What truth divine doth God reveal, When Judah's Lion breaks the feal ! Expounds to man that facred book, Which from the Father's hand he took, a Long did this fecret He conceal'd In God, nor was it yet reveal'd ; Nor men, nor angels, could difcern, Nor might the Father's natu«re learn : Nor was there found a worthy one To take the book, and look thereon. 3 But to difpel our gloomy fears, A Lamb with marks of death appears ; Deep wounds, with blood exhaufted vein* Denoted that he had been ilain : And in that wounded form prevail'd To read the book, tho' fev'n times feal'd. S 194 HYMN S. 4 When ev'ry feal is open broke, And each attending voice hath fpoke, An univerfal filence reigns, Whilft he the facred page explains : Yes ! heav'n itfelf in filence waits, What the dear, worthy Lamb relates. HYMNCCXXXV. P. M Cennick, Prieft, High Prieft. Heb. ix. ii, 12. i A GOOD High Prieft is come, J7\. Supplying Aaron's place, And taking up his room, Difpenfmg life and grace : The law by Aaron's priefthood came, But grace and truth by Jems' name. 2 My Lord a prieft is made, As fware the mighty God, To Iirael and his feed ; Ordain'd to offer blood, For finners who his mercy feak, A prieft, as was Melchizedek. 3 He once temptations knew, Of ev'ry fort and kind, That he might fuccour mew, To ev'ry tempted mind : In ev'ry point, the Lamb was tried Like us, and then for us, he died. 4 He dies, but lives again, And by the altar ftands ; There fhews how he was flain, Op'ning his pierced hands. HYMN S. 195 Our Prieft abides, and pleads the caufe Of us, who have tranfgrefs'd his laws. 5 I other Priefts difclaim, And laws, and offerings too, None but the bleeding Lamb The mighty work can do : He mall have ail the praife, for he Hath lov'd, and liv'd, and di'd for me; H Y M N CCXXXVI. C. M. Watts; High Prieft, Merciful and Faithful. Reb. ii. 17. vii. 27. 1 "\ T£ T^TH joy we meditate the grace: V V Of our High Prieft above j His heart is made of tendernefs >; His bowels melt with love* 2 Touch'd with a fympathy within, He knows our feeble frame ; He knows what fore temptations mean,. For he has felt the fame. 3 But fpotlefs, innocent, and pure,. The great Redeemer flood, While Satan's fiery darts he bore, And did refift to blood. 4 He, in the days of feeble flefh, Pour'd out his cries and tears, And in his meafure feels afrelh What ev'ry member bears. 5 He'll never quench the fmoaking flax, But raife it to a flame : 1 96 HYMNS. The bruifed reed he never breaks, Nor fcorns the meaneft name. Then let our humble faith addrefs His mercy and his pow'r, Welhall obtain deliv'ring grace, In the diftrefling hour. H Y M N CCXXXVII. P. M. James Relly, Reconciler of All Things. 2 Cor. v. 19. CohJJ. i. 20, 21, 22. 1 rT^HE Father's great decree JL " In Chrift is now fulhTd ; In fpirit there we fee All things are reconcil'd, And made conformable to God, Wafh'dfrom all filth in Jefus' blood. 2 New heav'ns, and earth, we fpy, With hearts of God infpir'd, Which ancient prophecy Foretold, and faints defir'd : That Jefus is this grace, is true, Where old things ceafe, and all is new, 3 New nature, pure, divine, New teftament and plan, New glories on us (nine, In Chrift the heav'nly man ; Our old man he was crucified And loft from us when Jefus died. 4 'Tis done ! we're made anew, And our intelligence H Y M N S. tf| Receives the record true ; In fpir it we commence That perfect man, who did proclaim The rirft, and la(t, to be his name. HYMN CCXXXVMI. P. M. John Rellt. Redeemer. Epbef. i. 7. Celoff, i. 14. 1 "J% JCY Redeemer, let me be J^VJL Quite happy at thy feet, Still to know myfelf and thee, Be this my bitter fweet : Look upon my infant ftate, And with a father's yearning blefs ; Don't thy ranfom'd child forget, Nor leave me in diftrefs. I have foolifhly abus'd My Saviour's bleeding love ; All thy gifts, my God, mifus'd,. When by temptation drove : Juftly I deferve to be Forfaken by my Lord and God ; Yet (hall juftice plead for me, For whom thou medd'ft thy blood. Thy bleft fmiles, my gracious Lord, Shall cheer my drooping heart y I'm inftrucled in thy word That thou unchanging art : Draw me to the depth profound Of all thy forrows, blood and fweat. Palling on, thro' ev'ry wound,. Wwo thy mercy feat.: S.2 : 9 S H Y M' N S. 4 There, reclining on thy bread, Th' eternal Sabbath find ; Proving in thee perfect reft To my poor lab'ring mind ! Waiting 'till the Lord I fee, And be like him forever pure, At the heav'nly jubilee This blifsto me is fure. HYMNCCXXXIX. P. M. James Relit, Saviour. Matt, i, xi. A8t t \r. lz. i TESUS, the Father's richeft grace, J Anointed to behold his face, As all the church in one ; The holy promis'd Shiloh, he, In whom the bride mould gather'd be, As one beloved fon. He kept us in his Father's name, Thro' all this world of fin and fhame, So that there's miffing none : Th' torn his fide, his hands, and fcct y His body ftill preferv'd complete, Without a broken bone. 3 He kept us in the dreadful hour, The Father's name, his love and pow'r Prefer v'd the fouls he gave : His future glory we were giv'n, Our lofs, had been his lofs of h^av'By But he was ftrong to fave. HYMNS. zg* 4 The members giv r n unto thehead> One fon, one perfect body made, The darling of our God : He gave each member's curfe, and pride. To die the death when Jefus died, All to be purg'd with blood. 5 That he might make our nature clean, The Father laid on him our fin, Whilft with temptations toft, Moft dreadful cries were heard, with bloody And in the ftorm and wrath of God, Perdition's fon was loft ; 6 Loft from the Father's piercing fight^ Deep buri'd in eternal night ; Now lies the man of fin ; And, loft forever from our view. When we in fpirit Jefus know, And with him enter in. 7 Now are the fcriptures all fulfill'd In Chrift the virgin's promis'd child,, Man fav'd, and fin condemn'd : Brought home to fee the Father's face., Where we inherit all his grace, And are by him efteem'd. HYMN CCXL. S. M; Original, Seeker and Saviour of the Loft. Luke, xix.io. Exek. xxxiv. xi, 12, 15, 16. i TESUS, 'tis thine to feek, J 'Tis thine to fave by grace, The ruin'd, wand'ring, loft, undone 3 Of Adam's guilty race. 200 HYMN S. 2 No height, nor depth of fin, Of wretchednefs, nor woe, Precluded, Lord, thy boundlefs love. To helplefs man below. 3 Deep as our depths of guile, Didft thou, O Chrift, defcend ; And lo, the prodigal is found, Of his Almighty friend. 4 Come, grateful finners, come, The Seeker, Saviour, laud ; Forever blefs his gracious name ; And praife the loving God. HYMN CCXLI. P.M. Whitfield's QJf. Sinner's Friend. Mark t ii. 16, 17. Luke, vii. 47. 1 *\7*E children of my God, J[ Ye dear peculiar race, Who're wafh'd in Jems' blood, And fav'd thro* faith by grace. Attend and join to tell his Fame, Whom John the Baptift call'd the LambY 2 From all eternity He lov'd the finner's train, His love, hrm forc'd to die, Compell'd him to be (lain : For us, and in our ftead he flood, With all his garments roll'd in bloodi 3 His heart he fet on us When we were enemies ; And on th' accurfed crofs,. Amidft his tears and cries,, HYMNS. 201 He pray'd for us, who usM him fo, Father, they know not what they do ! 4 He thought upon us, when The blood ran from his heart, In all his grief and pain> In all his chiefeft fmart : Tho* we it caus'd, he all forgave, And bare it, that he might us fave. 5 Still he remains the fame, His foes he loves, and cries, Believe ye in my name, Lift up, ye loft, your eyes ; Behold me, and you yet (hall live, I freely will falvation give. HYMN CCXLII. L. M. Addison's Pfa, 23, Shepherd. Jokn, x. xi. IJa. xl. n. 1 fT^HE Lord my pafture (hall prepare, J_ And feed me with a (hepherd's care 5 His prefence (hall my wants fupply And guard me with a watchful eye j My noon day walks he (hall attend, And all my midnight hours defend, 2 When in the fuJtry glebe I faint, Or on the thirfty mountains pant, To fertile vales, and dewy meads, My weary, wand'ring fteps he leads Where peaceful rivers, foft and (low, Amid the verdant landfcape flow. 202 HYMNS. 3 Tho' in the paths of death I tread, With gloomy horrors ovcrfpread, My ftedfaft heart (hall fear no ill, For thou, O Lord, art with me (till ; Thy friendly crook (hall give me aid, And guide me thro' the dreadful (hade, 4 Tho' in a bare and rugeed way, Thro' devious lonely wi'iis I ftray, Thy bounty (hall my pains beguile ; The barren wildernefs (hall fmile, With fudden greens and herbage crown.' d, And ftreams (hall murmur all around. HYMNCCXLIII. S. M. Origin ax, Son of Man. Matt. xx. 23. Dan. vii. j 3, 14. j A WAKE my foul, arife, Jj\. Review falvation's plan : Behold all nature's fov'reign Lord The Son, the Son of Man. 2 What need of further proof, That God is love fupreme ? Here goodnefs, mercy, juftice, grace, In full refplendence beam. 3 Will Jefus e'er deny, This title which he wears ? Sure no — for mid his glorious thnone,. The name of Man he bears. 4 Then truft my foul, thy All, To God, to Man, in one : And humbly wait the coming day, Which crowns the perfect Son, HYMN b\ 203 HYMN CCXLIV. S. M. James Relly. Sonfhip fecure in Chrift. Heb, ii. 10. ; John, iii. |» 1 TTj^ROM precept and demand, Jj Free from all fin and fear, Our fonfhip fhall in Jefus ftand. Without our toil or care. 2 None but the Son, fo bleft, Can God as Father own ; Until we are the Son confeft, The Father is unknown. 3 O the amazing grace We have in Jefus feen ! The glory of the Father's face, Without a veil between. 4 Now, perfected in God, His richeft grace we prove, The way to which is Jefus* blood, The proof fupreme of love. HYMNCCXLV. L. M. James Relly, Unchangeable. Hek. xii.8. i. xo, it, 12; 1 T -TERE (hall no trouble ordifmay JLjL Reach us, nor want, nor fin, nor (hame. For Chrift to day and yefterday, And to eternity's the fame, a Here confummate in joy and peace, We hail that wounded bleeding heart. 204 HYMNS. Where, fav'd from fin, we'll never ceafe To praife the Lamb our better part. 3 Now all things in one period turn ; Sin dare no more to mow its head ; No more we want, nor figh, nor mourn, On ev'ry foe, we conq'ring tread, 4 The end is come, God hath appetr'd, Aflum'd our fiefh, and blood, and bone ; The body in his love, prepar'd, Is that, where Chrift and we are one. 5 O death ! where's now thy fling and curfe ? Where's now thy boafted pow'r and might ? We feel no more the dread remorfe, Nor can thy terrors us affright. 6 Glory to our incarnate God ! We're fav'd in him, the work is done ; He leads us, by the Saviour's blood, Up to the glories of his throne. HYMN CCXLVI. S. M. James Relly. Vine, John, xv. 5. Rom. xi. 16. 1 TESUS, the grace reveal'd, J The great falvation fhown, The fum of love's decrees unfeal'd, The plant of great renown. 2 Rais'd by the Father's grace, The plant of his right hand, To reprefent before his face, The fouls from ev'ry land. HYMNS. 205 3 Plant of the Father's care, On whom his love did fhine ; The branches in him hidden were, 'Till he grew to a vine. 4 TV eternal hufbandman, To make the branches pure, In wifdom infinite began Our barrennefs to cure. 5 He then this vine would drefs, Whilft love his hand did urge, That ev'ry branch in righteoufnefs He in one vine might purge. 6 From each fuperfi'ous fhoor, The buds of man's offence ; This to deftroy, he purg'd the root, And in it ev'ry branch. HYMN CCXLVII. S. M. Wesley's Gil. Way, Truth and Life. John, xiv. 6. vj\ 37,44,45. 1 T AM, faith Chrift, the Way : J_ Now if we credit him, All other paths muft lead aftray, How fair foe'er they feem. 2 I am, faith Chrift, the Truth : Then all that lacks this tefT, Proceed it from an angel's mouth, Is but a lie at beft. 3 I am, faith Chrift, the Life : Let this be feen by faith ; It follows, without further ftrife, That all befides is death. 206 HYMN S; 4 If what thofe words aver, The Holy Ghoft apply ; The fimpleft chriftfah thai] not err, Nor be deceiv'd, nor die, H YMN CCXLVJII. L. M. Doddridge, Wifdom, Righteoufnefs, Sanclification and Redemption. I Cor. i. 30, 31. CokJJ, ii. 3. J *|i [C Y God, afiift me, -while I raife -LVX An anthem of harmonious praife ; My heart thy wonders mall proclaim, And fpread its banners in thy name. 2 In Chrift, I view a (tore divine ; My Father, all that ftore is thine ; By thee prepared, by thee beftow'd ; Hail to the Saviour, and the God ! 3 When gloomy fhades my foul o'erfpread, u Let there be light," th' Almighty faid ; And Chrift, my fun, his beams difplays, And fcatters round celeftial rays. 4 Condemn'd, thy criminal I flood, And awful jufticeaficM my blood ; That welcome Saviour from thy throne Brought righteoufnefs and pardon down. 5 My foul was all o'erfpread with fin, And lo, his grace hath made me clean : He refcues from th' infernal foe, And full redemption will bedow. 6 Ye faints, aflift my grateful tongue : Ye angels, warble back my fong : For love like this demands the praife Of hcav'nly harps, and endlefs clays. HYMNS. 207 HYMNCCXLIX. CM. James Relly; Word of God. Jobn> i. 1. I Peter, i. 24, 25. 1 f I'^rT unutterable Word thou art, O Chrift, to fons of men ; Jehovah fpake thee from his heart, And worlds exifted then. 2 He fpake thee then a law, to aril The glorious hierarchy, And firm decreed their dreadful fall* Who would not worlhip thee. 2 By thee, he rules the worlds above, And all the worlds below ; By thee, he doth his grace and love* His wrath and juftice, ihew. 4 Thou, the exalted throne of grace, The Father's peaceful feat, Where we with joy behold his face, And wormip at his feet. 5 In thee now fav'd, no more we fear The curfe of Adam's fall j In thee with boldnefs we draw near To God, the judge of all, HYMN CCL. L. M. Original Praifc. Pfa. xviit. 46. xxxlv. 1. 1 TI70RTHY art thou, the Firft of Days, V V Forever live, forever reign -, All bleffing, glory, pow'r and praife Be thine, from earths foundation {lain. 2o8 HYMNS. 2 Ye angels, bow at Jefus' feet. Let elders tune their harps aloud. And bending from the radiant feat, Triumphant fpirits fhout the God- 3 Amen, the prime archangel cries, Amen— all heav'n returns Atfnen j Worthy is Chrift the earth replies, And worlds repeat the glorious drain; The Atonement of Christ, Who hath made Peace, by the Blood of the Cross. HYMN CCLI. C. M. Watts. By Jefus, we have received the Atonement. Job. \v, 17, iS, 19. Matt. ix. 12, 13. 3 TJTOW is our nature fpoil'd by fin ! I JL Yet nature ne ' er hath found The way, to make the confeience clean, Or heal the painful wound. 2 In vain we feek for peace with God By methods of our own : Jefus, there's nothing but thy blood Can bring us near the thrtone. 3 The threat'nings of the broken law Imprefs our fouls with dread : If God his fword of vengeance draw It ftrikes our fpirits dead. H Y M K S, 209 4 But thine illuftrious facrifice, Hath anfwer'd thefe demands : And peace and pardon from the ikies Come down by Jems' hand. 5 Here all the ancient types agree, The altar, and the Lamb : And prophets in their vifions fee Salvation through his name. 6 'Tis by thy death, we live, O Lord i 'Tis on thy crofs we reft : For ever be thy love ador'd, Thy name for ever bled. HYMNCCLII. P. M, Toplady. Pleading the Atonement of the Saviour, Ej.b. vi. 18. j*c£»>xvi.«3, 24, j dT^ THOU, who didft thy glory leave, , \^J? Apoftate finners to retrieve From nature's deadly fall, If thou haft bought me with a price, My fins againft me ne'er (hall rife, For thou haft borne them all. 2 And waft thou puniuYd in my Head I Didft thou without the city bleed To expiate my ftains ? On earth my God vouchfafd to dwell, And made of infinite avail, The fufPrings of the man. 3 And waft thou for tranfgreffors giv'n ?.' And did th' incarnate King of Heav'aj For us, his foes, expire i Ti 210 HYMNS. Amaz'd, O earth, the tidings hear f He bore, that we might never bear. His Father's righteous ire. 4 Ye faints, the man of forrows blefs, The God, for your unrighteoufnefs Deputed to atone : Praife, 'till with all the ranfom'd throng Ye fmg the never ending fong, And fee him on his throne. HYMN CCLIII. L. M. S. Stennett. Acceptance, in the Atonement of the Beloved. Rom. vii. iS, 19, Vh'il. iv. 10. 1 TJOW fhall the fons of men appear, j^ Great God, before thine awful bar ? How may the guilty hope to find Acceptance with th' eternal mind ? 1 Not vows, nor groans, nor broken cries, Not tlie mod coitly facrifice, Not infant blood profufely fpiir, Will expiate a fmner's guilt. 3 Thy blood, dear Jefus, thine alone, Hath fov'reign virtue to atone : Here we will reft our only plea When weapproach, great God, to thee. HYMN CCLIV. P.M. Whitfield's HYMNS. 21s 2 Sov'reign Father, lieav'nly King, Thee we now prefume to (ing ; Glad thine attributes confefs, Glorious all, and numberlefs. 3 Hail by all thy works ador'd, Hail the everlafting Lord ! Thee with thankful hearts we prove, Lord of Pow'r, and God of love. 4 Chrift our Lord and God weown, Chrift the Father's only Son, Lamb of God fur finners flain, Saviour of offending man. 5 Powerful advocate with God, Juftify us by thy blood ; Bow thine ear, in mercy bow, Hear the world's atonement thou I 6 Hear ; for thou, O Chrift, alone ; With thy gracious Sire, art one, One the Holy Ghoft, with thee, One fupreme eternal Three. The Wonders of Redemption, celebrat. ed in Songs of Praise. II Y M N CCLV. P. M. Knapp's Pfalmody, The Counfels of Redeeming Love. Ifa. xlix. 8. Pfa. xxx'iii. if, Heb. ix. u, 12. I rr\W Eternal fpeaks : A]] heav'n attends : X Who that unhappy race defends, While juftice aims the blow? See nature tremble at their fates ; lit HYMNS. Death with his iron fceptre waits : Hell opes her adamantine gates, And triumphs at their woe. 2 Which of the bright celeftial throng, With love fo warm, and heart (o ftrong, Dares languifh on a erofs ? Who can leave liberty for chains - ? Abandon ecftacy, for pains ? What angel fortitude fuftains Th' ineftimable lofs. 3 He faid : And death like filence reign'd : Deep was their awe : The radiant band, The mighty talk declin'd. At once, heav'n's Prince the filence broke, And ardent, thus, the Sirebefpoke, "None, but thy Son can ward the ftroke ; Then let the tafk be mine. 4 Mine, be the feeble infant (late ; Mine, in return for love, be hate ; A manger be my throne. Pain, when thy glory calls, is blifs ; When man's in danger, torture's peace $ Shame praife ; a paradife th' abyfs : Then yield, thy darling Son." 5 Th* Almighty radiance fmil'd aflent : Loud was the fhout that ether rent : All heav'n was in amaze. " Go, my lov'd image, faid the Sire ; Be born, in anguilh to expire :" Earth triumph : Angels ftrike the lyre, T© everlafting praife* HYMNS. 213 HYMN CCLVI. P. M. John Relly, Jefus Chrift, the Redeemer. Job, xix. 25, 26, 27. Ifa. xxxv. 10. 2 Cor. t. 14, IS« i TN mine own flefh I fee J[ My dear Redeemer, God : And in that body he Redeemed me by his blood : Made one, no more to part again, With him I ever (hail remain. 2 Bone of his bone I am, And evermore (hall be ; One great immortal name Is nam'd on him and me : In him, complete, I now pofTefs The fulnefs of redeeming grace. 3 When from his pierced fide Came forth, in bleeding love, His lov'd, his royal bride, The life divine to prove ; To her this facred truth he feal'd, That all her maladies were heal'd. 4 What tho' I mortal am, And (hall to duft return : In the prevailing Lamb I unto God am born ; In him I live above all fear, Nor fin, nor death, can reach me there. HYMN CCLVII. L. M. Steele, 'E Redemption by Chrift alone. Ifa. x\. 6, 7, 8. Rom. viii. 22, 23. I Cor. vi. 20. NSLAV'D by fin and bound in chains, Beneath its dreadful tyrant fway, 2i 4 HYMNS. And doom'd to everlafting pains, We wretched, guilty captives lay. 2 Nor gold nor gems could buy our peace ; Nor the whole world's collected ftore Suffice, to purchafe our releafe ; A thoufand worlds were all too poor. 3 Jefus the Lord, the mighty God, An all fufficient ranfom paid ; Invalu'd price ! his precious blood, For vile rebellious traitors fhed. 4 Jefus the facrifice became, To refcue guilty fouls from hell ; The fpotlefs, bleeding, dying Lamb Beneath avenging juftice fell. 5 Amazing goodnefs ! love divine ! O may our grateful hearts adore The matchlefs grace, nor yield to (in, Nor wear its cruel fetters more ! 6 Dear Saviour, let thy love purfue, The glorious work it has begun, Each fecret lurking foe fubdue, And let our hearts be thine alone. HYMN CCLVI1L C, M. Watt's Lyr. The Glories of Redemption. Jfn.'i. 1,2,3. Htb.\x,zS. 1 Peter t u. 24. ATHER, how wide thy glory mines 1 How high thy wonders rife ! Known thro' the earth by thoufand figns x By thoufands thro' the fkies. 'F HYMNS. 215 2 Thofe mighty orbs proclaim thy pow'r. Their motions fpeak. thy fkili ; And on the wings of ev'ry hour We read thy patience (till. 3 Part of thy narrre divinely ftands On all thy creatures writ, They (hew the labour of thy hands, The imprefs of thy feet. 4 But when we view thy grand defign To fave rebellious worms, Where wifdom, pow'r, and goodnefs fhine, In their mod glorious forms -, 5 Our thoughts are loft in reverend awe ; We love, and we adore ; The holy angels never faw So much of God before. 6 Here God hath made his nature known, And thought can never trace, Which of his glories brighter!: (hone, In our Redeemer's face. 7 O the fweet myrVries of that crofs Where Jefus lov'd and died ! Her n obi eft life my fpirit draws From his dear wounded fide. 8 Now the full glories of the Lamb Adorn the heav'nly plains ; Sweet cherubs learn Immanuei's name. And try their choiceft (trains. :m6 HYMNS. 9 O may I bear fotne humble part In that immortal fong ! Wonder and joy (hall tune my heart, And love command my tongue. HYMN CCLIX. P. M. Knapp's Pfalmody. Redemption, the Wonder of Angels. Jfa. Ixiii. 9. 1 peter, i. 12* Ef,bes. in. 10, 11. 1 TOEHOLD that fplendour ! Hear the fhout ! fj Heav'n opens ! Angels ilTue out, And throng the nether fky. What folemn tidings do they bring ? Rapt at th* approach oflfr'el's King, They fpeak the Monarch nigh. 2 Why does the King approach our land I Comes he with thunder in his hand, The merit of our crimes ? Shepherds be glad : he comes with peace, Not wrath but univerfal grace, To blefs e'en diftant climes. { See Heav'n's great heir, a woman's fon ! Behold a manger is his throne ! Nay, fee him born to die : Yours is the guilt, but his the pain : His are the forrows, yours the gain : Then let his praife be high. \. Come, mighty King ! the grace enhance, (A (table was thy palace once) Dwell in thefe hearts of ours : Teach us to praife the Father's love > Till bleft, tranfported, fir'd above, Wefing with nobler pow'rs. HYMN S. 217 HYMN CCLX. L. M. Episcopal P/aL Praife. Ffa. xlviil. 1, 10. Jxvi. 1, 2. Judc t \. 2.5. 1 A LL glorious God, what hymns of praife jf"\_ Shall our tranfported voices raife -, What ardent love and zeal are due, While heav'n ftands open to our view ? 2 Once we were fall'n, and O how low ! Juft on the brink of endlefs woe ; When Jefus, from the realms above, Borne on the wings of boundlefs love; 3 Scatter'd the (hades of death and night, And fpread around his heav'nly light ■ By him, what wond'rous grace is (hewn To fouls impov'rifh'd and undone ! 4 He (hews, beyond thefe mortal (ho res, A bright inheritance as ours ; Where faints in light our coming wait, To (hare their holy, happy (late ? Free, Complete, and Finished Salva- tion, afcribed unto the Just God, and the Saviour. HYMN CCLXI. P.M. Whitfield's Coif. Salvation, it is finiftied. Jobtt, six. 30. Exod. xiv. 13. Rem. it*. 23, 24. I TTTMS finiuYd, the Redeemer faid, J^ And meekly bow'd his dying head ; Wbilft we this fentence fcan, U 2)8 HYMNS. Come, Tinners, and obrervc the word, Behold the conquefts of our Lord, Complete for helplefs man. 2 Finifh'd the righteoufnefs of grace, Finifh'd for tinners, pard'ning peace j Their mighty debt is paid : Accufinglaw cancel'd by blood, And wrath of an offended God, In fweet oblivion laid. 3 Who now (hall urge a fecond claim ? The law no longer can condemn, Faith a releafe can (hew ; Juftice itfelf a friend appears, The prilon houfe a whifper hears, Loofe him, and let him go. 4 O unbelief, injurious bar ! Source of tormenting, fruitlefs fear, Why dolt thou yet reply ? Where'er thy loud obje&ions fall, Tis finifh'd, ftill may anfwer all, And filence ev'ry cry. 5 His toil, divinely finifh'd (lands, But, ah ! the praife his word demands j Careful may we attend ! Conclufion to our fouls be this, Becaufe falvation finifh'd is, Our thanks (hall never end. H Y M N CCLXII. C. M. Rippon's CoU. Complete Salvation in Chrift. AEiiy xkvj. 43. Zepb. "i. I7» Matt, xviii. 1 1, it, ij, 14. 1 QALVATION thro' our dying God, j^ Is finifh'd, and complete : He paid what e'er his people ow'd, And cancell'd all their debt. HYMNS. 219 2 Salvation now mall be my flay, « A Tinner fav'd," 111 cry ; Then gladly quit this mortal clay, For better joys on high. HYMNCCLXIII. L.M. *S. Stennett. The Free Salvation of God. Mark, xv. 37. A£is % iv. 12. 2 TfW. i. 9, 10. r TT^IS finim'd, fo the Saviour cried, J And meekly bow'd his head and died. 'Tis finifh'd — yes, the race is run, The battle fought, the vicVry won. 2 'Tis finim'd — all that heav'n decreed, And all the ancient prophets faid Is now fulfill'd, as was defign'd, In me the Saviour of mankind. 3 'Tis finim'd — Aaron now no more Muft ftain his robes with purple gore : Thefacred veil is rent in twain, And Jewifh rights no more remain. 4 'Tis finim'd— this my dying groan Shall fins of ev'ry kind atone : Millions mall be redeem'd from death, By this my laft expiring breath. 5 'Tis finim'd — heav'n is reconcil'd, And all the pow'rs of darknefs fpoil'd ; Peace, love, and happinels again Return and dwell with u'nful men. 6 'Tis finim'd— let the joyful found Be heard thro' all the nations round : 'Tis finim'd— let the echo fly Thro' heav'n and hell, thro' earth and iky. 220 HYMNS. HYMN CCLXIV. C. M. Watts. The Glad Tidings of Salvation. Luke, I. 72, 73 ,74. Uab. iii. 1,3. j4fft, x. 43. 1 QALVATION! Oh the joyful found ! l^ 'Tis pleafure to our ears ; A fov'reign balm for ev'ry wound, A cordial for our fears. 2 Buri'd in forrow and in fin, At hell's dark door we lay ; But we arife, by grace divine, To fee a heav'nly day. 3 Salvation ! let the echo fly The fpacious earth around, While all the armies of the fky Confpire to raife the found. HYMN CCLXV. L. M. John Relly. Free, Complete and Finifhed Salvation. AclS) xiii. 43. Jen. n. 9. 1 Theft, v. 9, 10. JS finifh'd, cri'd the Lamb of God, Then died to fet his children free ; Salvation's finifh'd, cries his blood ; O ! that de^i ^imb who died for me. A Down thro' the fnades of death he goes, His enemies all conquer'd flee ; Triumphant over all his foes ; O ! that dear Lamb, did all for me. 3 With warrior's fears, deep wounds and blood, Rais'd from the dead, again I fee My everlafting Lord and God, That deareft Lamb, who died for me. H Y M N ii. «* 4 O ! worthy Lamb, I'll thee adore, Let Adam's offspring all agree To praife the Lamb, who dies no more, But Jives to bleis both them and me. HYMNCCLXVI. CM. Peacock, Salvation, gratefully Commemorated. Tit. ii. 14. Joel t ii. 2.x. Heb. x. 16, 17. 1 "\T TITH Angels join t* adore the name W Of him that bled and died , And all his boundlefs grace proclaim, Who juftice fatisfied. 2 What forrows and what fmarting pain, With agonies unknown, The bleft Redeemer once fuftain'd, For crimes, but not his own I 3 His blood, the balm for all our grief, The mourning Tinner's eafe ; His blood alone is our relief, And man from vengeance frees. 4 Ye faints extol the heav'nly Lamb, Who yielded up his breath, To free us from the wrath divine, And everlafting death. 5 Oh, when (hall we that Saviour fee, Whom here by faith we love j And praife him to eternity, Around his throne above ! U2 222 HYMNS. HYMN . CCLXVII. L. M. Whitfield's CS. Praife. Matt. xxl. 9. Colojf. iii. 16, 17. I /^\F him who did falvation bring, \Jf Lord, may we ever think and fing ! Arife, ye guilty, he'll forgive ; Arife, ye needy, he'll relieve. 2. Eternal Lord ! Almighty King ! All heav'n doth with thy triumphs ring ; Thou conquer'fl: all beneath, above, Devils with force, and men with love. 3 To fharae our fins, Chrift blufh'd in blood* He clos'd his eyes to fhew us God ; Let all the world fall down and know, That none but God fuch love could mow. The Et £ r n a l and U n c h a mgeable Lov k of God, commemorated in Hymns of Thanksgiving. H Y M N CCLXV11I. P. M. James Reliy. God is Love,. I Jobrt, iv. 9, 10. x Cur. xiii. 8. 1 A^V LOVE ! what a fecret to mortals thou art \ \Jf 'Tis God's deep eternity, nature and heart : The witneflingdove confirms this high plan, And likewife his' word and his dealings with man 5 Theforrows of Jefus, his torment and pain, Have left no foundation for doubting again. H Y M N S. 223 O loVe ! how myrter'ous and boundlefs art thou ! Thy date and thy meafure unlimited flow : This Jefus reveals with evidence ftrong ; It gladdens my heart, and enlivens my fong, With praife to my Saviour, my Lord, and my God > . Whofe love is my glory, as view'd in his blood. O love ! what a gathering of fouls haft thou made ? All into one fountain, one body, one head, Where they were preserved thy own, thro' the fall. The fulnefs of Jefus, who fills all in all : Clofe in her pavilion, the darling, the bride, Lay hid in her hufoand, till born from his fide. O love ! what a bridegroom of honour and truft ! The fulnefs of heaven hath marri'd my duftj He humbled himfelf to cleave to his wife, In allherdiflrefs, and her forrows of life ; With her was he number'd amongft the unclean^. Nor yet could he loathe her, nor jar come between,. O love ! what, a hufoand thy care did provide L Defcending from glory in fearch of thy bride ; Her fubftance conceiv'd, thy body was (lie, Incarnate in her, and (he then was in thee ; In Mary, the virgin, the twain was made or?e ; .. Whence God, our Creator, was born a poor marr. H Y M N CCLXIX. P. M. L, H. C -. God's Love Eternal and Unchangeable. Pfa. xlii. 11. Ifa. liv. 9, 10. Tit., iii. 5.; OMY diftruftful heart How fmajl thy faith appears ! But greater, Lord, thou art, Than all my doubts and fears. Did Jefus once upon me (hine ? Then Jefus is forever mine, 224 H Y M N S. 2 Unchangeable his will, Tho' dark may be my frame ; His loving heart is (till Eternally the fame : My foul thro* many changes goes r , His love no variation knows. 3 Thou, Lord, wilt carry on, And perfectly perform The work, thou haft begun In me a finful worm : Midftall my fears, and fin, and woe, Thy fpirit will not let me go. 4 The bowels of thy grace At firft did freely move : I ftrll (hall fee thy face, And feel that God is love. Myfelf into thy arms I caft ; Lord, fave, O fave my foul at Iaft. HYMNCCLXX. S. M. James Rjllly. Chrift, the Evidence of Divine Love. I 7be/f. iv. 9. 1 Yobrt, iv. 16. j *\ T TE now with gladnefs tell, yV What proof our God hath giv'n, That we with him (hall ever dwell Above the higheft heav'n. a That our Creator's love, Eflentially to man ; His dealings with us fully prove, Thro' ail the chriftian plan. HYMNS. 225 3 Such was his love to us, He freely gave his Son To fuffer deJth upon the crofs, And, bleeding, there atone. 4 For us he made him fin, Then pierc'd him to the heart ; This to deftroy, the fpear went in, For this, he bore his fmart. HYMN CCLXXI. L. M. Rippon's Coll. The Loving Kindnefs of the Lord Jefus. Pfa xxxvi. j, 8, q. lxiii. J. !xxvi. 15. 1 /i WAKE my foul, in joyful lays, X"\, And fing thy great Redeemer's praife ; He juftly claims a fong from me, His loving kindnefs, O how free ! 2 He faw me ruin'd in the fall, Yet lov'd me notwithstanding all ; He fav'd me from my loft eftate, His loving kindnefs, O how great ! 3 Tho' num'rous hofts of mighty foes, Tho' earth, and hell, rrty way oppofe, He fafely leads my foul along, His loving kindnefs, O how rtrong ! 4 When trouble, like a gloomy cloud, Has gather'd thick, and thunder'd loud. He near my foul has always ftood, His loving kindnefs, O how good ! 5 Often I feel my finful heart, Prone from my Jefus to depart ; zi6 HYMNS. But tho' I have him oft forgot, His loving kindnefs changes not. 6 Soon fhall I pafs the gloomy vale, Soon all my mortal powers muft fail ; Oh ! may my hi\ expiring breath, I His loving kindnefs fing, in death. 7 Then let me mount and foar away. To the bright world of endlefsday ; And fing with rapture, and fyrprife, His loving kindnefs, in the flcies. HYMNCCLXXII. CM. S.Stennett All Attainments vain without Love. Matt, v.44, 45. zCor. \x, iz. Cclojf. iii. 14. HOULD bounteous nature kindly pour ■s Her rieheft gifts on me, Still, O my God, I fhouldbe poor, If void of love to thee. 2 Not mining wit, nor manly fenie, , Could make me truly good : Not zeal itfelf could recompenfe, - The want of love to (Htf, 3 Did I pofTefs the gift of tongues, But weredeni'd thy grace, My loudeft words, my loftieft fongs, Would be but founding brafs. 4 Tho* thou (hould'ft give me heav'nly (kill. Each mvft'ry to explain, If I'd no heart to do thy will, My knowledge would be vain. HYMN S. 227 5 Had I (o ftrong a faith, my God, As mountains to remove, No faith could do me real good, That did not work by love. 6 What tho', to gratify my pride. And make my heav'n fecure, All my poffemons I divide, Among the hungry poor! 7 What tho' my body I confign, To the devouring flame, In hope the glorious deed will (bine In roils of encilefs fame ! 2 Thefe fplendid a&s of vanity, Tho* all the world applaud, If deftitute of charity, Can never pleafe my God. 9 O grant me then this one requeft, And I'll be fatisried, That lave divine may rule my breaft, And all my actions guide. HYMN CCLXXM*L* M. Peacock, Praife. Epief. v. 2Q. ColojJ. i. 12, T 3. l Pet. V. 1 1. 1 r ■ ^O fing Immanuel's grace divine, JL Ye faints employ your tuneful breath : Delightful is the facred theme, Of Jefus' love more ftrong than death, z Lo ! whilft we were his enemies, Meet objects of almighty wrath ; a28 HYMN S; He paid his life a facrifice, His love to mew more ftrong than death. 3 Sinners to fave from endlefs woes, The Father's frown he funk beneath ; The law's dread penalty he bore, Difplaying love, more ftrong than death; 4 Ye faints unite with thofe above, Ev'n in your laft expiring breath : Unite to fmg the Saviour's love, More ftrong, more powerful than death. The Hope, that maketh not Ashamed : A Hope full of Immortality. HYMNCCLXXIV. CM. James Relly, The Lord Jefus Chrift, who is our Hope. I Tim. i. x. Joel, iii 16. Jer. xvii. 7. Rom. v. 5. 1 TT THEN I behold my bleeding God, \jy Each mountain feems a plain ; But if I e'er forget his blood, The mountains rife again. 2 What means my inbred fenfe, fo rude, To war a^ainft my peace ? Or why fhould reafon bold intrude Upon a Saviour's grace ? 3 What tho* my fenfes loudly fay, I have nor faith, nor love ; Nor am I in the living way Thit leads to realms above. HYMNS. 229 4 Whatifftill toincreafe my grief, It fummons luft and pride, Hardnefs of heart, and unbelief, And all my ills befide : 5 And, from the whole, would witnefs this, Thou art devoid of grace ; How canft thou hope, in worlds of blifs, To fee the Saviour's face ? 6 To this, the witnefs of my Lord, Greater than all in me, Replies in his unerring word. The Saviour's grace. is free. HYMN CCLXXV. C. M. Watts. Begotten again unto a lively Hope. I Pet. i. 3, 4. 2 Cor. v. 1. Rom. viii. 24, 25. LESS'D be the everlafting God, The Father of our Lord : JtJe his abounding mercy prais'd, His majefty ador'd. ■B 2 When from the dead he rais'd his Son, And call'd him to the jky, He gave our-fouls a lively hope That they (hould never die. 3 What tho' our inbred (ins require Our fle(h to fee the duft, Yet as the Lord our Saviour rofe, So all his foll'wers mull. • •.• 4 There's an inheritance divine ' ■Refer v'd again:! that day j V 230 HYMN S: 'Tis uncorrupted, undefiTd, And cannot wafte away. 5 Saints by the pow'r of God are kept, 'Till the falvation come : We walk by faith, as Grangers here, 'Till Chrift mall call us home. HYMN CCLXXVI. L. M. Rippon's Coll The Hope, which is the Anchor of the Soul. zPeter, i. 13, P/a. Ixxxiv. 12. Rom. vii. 24, 25. Heb. vi. 19. J /^V GOD, my Sun, thy blifsful rays \J Irradiate, warm, and guide my heart ! How dark, how mournful are my days, If thy enliv'ning beams depart ! 2 Scarce thro' the fhades» a glimpfe of day, Appears tothefe defiring eyes ! But fhall my drooping fpirit fay, The cheerful morn will never rife ? 3 O let me not defpairing mourn, Tho' gloomy darknefs fpreads the fky ; My glorious Sun will yet return, And night with all its horrors fly. 4 O for the bright, thejoyful day, When hope (hall in aiTurance die ! So tapers lofe their feeble ray, Beneath the Sun's refulgent eye. HYMN CCLXXVII. L. M. Steele. In Hope, Hoping againft Hope. Mkt vii. 8, 9. P/a. xliii. 5. Prov. xiii. it. Rom. iv. 18, 19, 20. I "T Tl THY finks my weak defponding mind ? ^ V V Why heaves my heart the anxious figh ? HYMNS. 231 Can To v' reign goodnefs be unkind ? Am I not fafe if God is nigh ? a He holds all nature in his hand : That gracious hand on which I live, Does life, and time, and death command* And has immortal joys to give. 3 *Tis he fupports this feinting frame, On him alone my hopes recline ; The wond'rous glories of his name, How wide they fpread ! how bright they (hine I 4 Infinite wifdom fboundlefspow'r ! Unchanging faithfuinefs and love ! Here let me truft, while I adore, Nor from my refuge e'er remove. 5 My God, if thou art mine indeed, Then I have all my heart can crave j A prefent help in times of need, Still kind to hear, and (Irong to fave. £ Forgive my doubts, O gracious Lord, And eafe the forrows of my bread ; Speak to my heart the healing word, That thou art mine — and I am bleft. II Y M N CCLXXVIII. S. M. Doddridc^- Rejoicing, in the Hope fet before Us. James, v. u. Pfa. cxxxi. 3. Hab, iii. 17, io»- I IWT^W let our voices join JJ^ To form a facred fong ; Ye pilgrims, in Jehovah's ways With mufick pafs along.. 232 H Y M N S. 2 How ftrait the path appears, How open and how fair ! No lurking gins t' entrap our feet -, No fierce deftroyer there. 3 But flow'rs of paradife In rich profufion fpring ; The Sun of glory gilds the path, And dear companions fing. 4 See Salem's golden fpires In beauteous profpedt rife ; And brighter crowns than mortals wear, Which fparkle thro' the fkies. 5 All honour to his name, Who marks the mining way ; To him, who leads the wand'rers on To realms of endlefs day. HYMN CCLXXIX. P. M. Cinnick, Praife. PJa. vii. xj. xiii. 6. cxxxv. 3. 1 /"CHILDREN of the heav'nly King, \^_j As ye journey fweetly fing ; Sing your Saviour's worthy praife, Glorious in his works and ways ! 2 Ye are trav'Hng home to God, Jn the way the Fathers trod ; They are happy now, and ye * Soon their happinefs (hall fee. 3 O, ye banifh'd feed be glad ! Chrift our advocate is made ! Us to fave, our flefh affumes, Brother to our fouls becomes. HYMN S. 235: 4- Shout, ye little flock and bleft, You on Jefus' throne (hall reft : There your feat is now prepaid, There your kingdom and reward* 5 Fear not, brethren, joyful ftand On the borders of your land: Jefus Chrift, your Father's Son ? Bids you undifmay'd, go on. 6" Lord, obediently we go, Gladly leaving all below ; Only thou our leader be, And we frill will follow thee* Faith, its Author, Preciousne^s, and. Triumphs. H Y M N CCLXXX. .S, M. Beddome* Jefus, the Author, and Finifher of Faiths Eeb* xh. 2. John, vi. 29. ■ 1 TT^AITH !— 'tis a precious grace 3 J?_ Where'er it is beftow'd I lr boafts of a celeftial birth 5 And is the gift of God 1 <% Jefus it owns a King, An all atoning Prieft, It claims no merit of its owi7j But looks for all in Chrift, 3 To him it leads the foul, When fill'd with deeo didre's i V-2- 2M HYMNS. Flies to the fountain of his blood, And truftshis righteoufnefs. 4 Since 'tis thy work, alone, And that divinely free ; Lord, fend the fpiritof thy Son To work, this faith in me. HYMNCCLXXXI. CM. Doddridge Chrift, Precious to them that Believe. Gel. iv.z6. Rom. x. n. i Pet. \'\. 7, 5 TESUS, Hove thy charming name, tj 'Tis mufick to my ear ; Fain would I found it out fo loud, That earth and heav'n might hear, 2 Yes, thou art precious to ray foul, My tranfport and my truft ; Jewels, to thee, are gaudy toys. And gold, is fordid dull, 3 Ail my capacious pow'rs can wifli- In thee, doth richly meet ; Nor to my eyes is light Co dear, Nor friendship half ib fweet. 4 Thy grace (hall dwell upon my heart, And Ihed its fragrance there ; The noblefl: balm of all its wounds, The cordial of its care. 5 I'll fpeak the honours of thy name,. With my lad labouring breath ; And dying, clafp thee in my arms, The antidote of death. HYMNS. 235 HYMN CCLXXXII. S. M. Rippon's ColL Faith in Chrift, the Saviour. Rom% iii. 30. Phil* iii. 7, 8,9. 1 T^TOUR harps, ye trembling faints, Down from the willows take ; toud to the praife of Chrift our Lord* Bbdev'ry firing, awake*. 2 Tho' in a foreign J and We are not far from home ; And nearer to our houfe above, We ev'ry moment come.. 3 His grace (hall to the end Stronger and brighter mine ; Nor prefent things, no* things to comtj Shall quench the fpark divine. 4 The time of love will come When we fhall clearly fee Not only that he fhed his blood But each fhall fay, " For me." 5 Tarry his leifure then, Wait the appointed hour ; Wait "till the bridegroom of your fou!s<> Reveal his love with pow'r. 6 Bkft is the man, O God, That frays himfelf on thee I Who waits for thy falvation, Lord, Shall thy falvation fee* . ?3 $ HYMNS. HYMN CCLXXXIIL P.M. Rippo^s Call. Faith Reviving. Jfa. xl. 27, 28, 29. P/ Praife. Z>dVJn$\ tftffo4*.i& &tVi jwi tii ih 'OW glorious the Lamb Isfeen on his throne! Us labours are o'er. His conquers put on j A kingdom is giv'n Into the Lamb's hand, In earth and in heav'n, Forever to ftand. Ye fmners belcw Then truft in the Lord, Look up to his arm, His honour, his word : Athirft for his favour, His Godhead adore, Look up to your Saviour, And joy evermore ! HYMNS. 239 Solemn Prayers, offered up for Jew, Gentile, and the Fulness of the Lost in Adam. HYMN CCLXXXVII. P. M. J. Straphan, The Lord's Prayer, Paraphrafed. Matt. vi. 9, 10, II, 12, 13, vii. 11. i •~XUR Father, whofe eternal fway %^Jr The bright angelic hofts obey, O ! lend a pitying ear : When on thy awful name we call, And at thy feet fubmiflive fall, O! condefcend to hear. 2 Far may thy glorious reign extend, May rebels to thy fceptre bend, And yield to fov'reign love : May we take pleafure to fulfil The facred dilates of thy will, As angels do above. 3 From thy kind hand each temp'ral good, Our raiment and our daily food, In rich abundance come : Lord, give us Mill a frem fupply, If thou withhold thy hand, we die, And fill the filent tomb. 4 Pardon our fins, O God ! that rife, And call for vengeance from the ikies £ And wfcyle we are forgiv'n, Grant that revenge may never reft, Nor malice harbour in that breaft That feels the love of heav'n. 240 HYMN S. 5 Protect us in the dangerous hour, And from the wily Tempter's pow'r O ! fet our fpirits free ; And if temptation fhould afTail, May mighty grace o'er all prevail, And lead our hearts to thee. 6 Thine is the pow'r, to thee belongs The conftant tribute of our fongs, All glory to thy name : Let ev'ry creature join our lays, In one refounding act of praife Thy wonders to proclaim. HYMN CCLXXXVIII. CM. Rippon's Coll Prayer, for all Mifiionaries. Jer. xxxi. 7. Luke, x. 2. Pfa. Ixiv. g. Jfa. Hi. 8. zThef. \\\. f, 1 y^>| RE AT God, the nations of the earth \Jf Are by creation thine ; And in thy works by all beheld, Thy radiant glories fhine. 2 But, Lord, thy greater love has fent Thy gofpel to mankind, Unveiling what rich ftores of grace Are treafur'd in thy mind. 3 Lord, when fhall thefe glad tidings fpread The fpacious earth around, 'Till ev'ry tribe and ev'ry foul Shall hear the joyful found : 4 O when fhall Afric's fable fons Enjoy the heav'nly word, And vaffals long enflav'd become .The freemen of the Lord ? HYMNS. 241 5 When fliall th' untutor'd hea theft tribes, A dark bewilder'd race, Sit down at our Immanuers feet, And learn and feel his grace ? b Hafte, fov'reign mercy, and transform Their cruelty to love ; Soften the tiger to a lamb, The vulture to a dove ! 7 Smile, Lord, on each divine attempt To fpread the gofpel's rays, And build on fin's demolifti'd throne The temples of thy praife ! HYMNCCLXXXIX. S.M. Winchester's^. Prayer, for the Jews. TJa. xliii. 3. cxxii. 6, 7, 8. Jfa. xi. 12. xlv. 17, Jer, viii. 4. 1 Ti/TESSIAH, full of grace, iVJL Redeem'd by thee, we plead The promife, made to Abrah'nVs race, To fouls for ages dead* 2 Their bones as quite dri'd up Throughout the vale appear ; Cut off and loft their laft faint hopfc To fee thy kingdom here. 3 Open their graves, and bring The outcafts forth, to own Thou art their Lord, their God, and King, Their true anointed one. 4 To fave the race forlorn Thy glorious arm difplay : And (hew the world a nation born, A nation in a day ! W 242 HYMNS. HYMN CCXC. P.M. Whitfield's Cell. Prayer, for the Gentiles. Jfa. xvi. 5. PJa. xxii. 27,28. Prov. xiv. 28. 1 Tim. ii. 1,2, 3,4. 1 QAVIOUR King, afllime thy pow'r, l5 Thou that art the conqueror j Lead thy promis'd glory on, Bring the nations to thy throne. 2 Japhet*s ides do blefs thy name, Let the weft thy worth proclaim ; Warn the Ethiopian clean : In the eaft, new figns be feen. 3 Great the band of thofe be found, Who proclaim the joyful found ; Let it to thy Ifrael come, Let it bring the wandVers home* 4 To the brightnefs of thy face, Fly in troops the fuppliant race ; Princes (hall adorn the train, Monarchs bow, and bl&fs thy reign. 5 When like light'ning thro* the fkies, Will thy latter glory rife ? When ihall we behold thy pow'r ? When falute th' accomplifh'd hour ? 6 Quickly, Lord, thy triumphs bring, Tongues and kindred wait to fing : Then (hall all the chofen race Shout aloud, redeeming grace. Hallelujah. HYMNS. 243 HYMN CCXCI. C. M. Rippon's Coll Prayer, for the whole World. P/a. xxviii. g. I/a. xlv. 8. 1x1. II. jfer. xvi. 19. Hem. xi. 25; 26. I "HEATHER, is not thy promife pledg'd JP To thine exalted Son, That thro' the nations, of the earth Thy word of life mall run ? 1 <( Afk, and I give the heathen land* For thine inheritance, And to the world's remoteft mores Thine empire fhall advance." 3 Haft thou not faid, the blinded Jews Shall their redeemer own ; While Gentiles to his ftandard croud, And bow before his throne ? 4 Are not all kingdoms, tribes, and tongues^. Under th* expanfe of heav'n, To the dominion of thy Son, Without exemption giv'n ? 5 From eaft to weft, from north to fouth*, Then be his nameador'd ! Europe, with all thy millions, fhout Hofannahs to thy Lord ! 6 Afia and Africa, refound From more to more his fame ; And thou, America, in fongs Redeeming love proclaim ! 244 HYMNS. HYMN CCXCII. P. M. Robinson. Praife. Pfa. xliv. 8. lxvii. 7. cxxxt'i. 1,2, 3,4. 1 Tt ^TIGHTY God, while angels blefs thee, J.V JL May an infant lifp thy name ? Lord of men, as well as angels, Thou art ev'ry creature's theme. Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Amen* 2 Lord of ev'ry land and nation, Ancient of eternal days ; Sounded through the wide creation Be thy juft and lawful praife. Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Amen. 3 For the grandeur of thy nature Grand beyond a feraph's thought, For created works of power, Works with (kill and kindnefs wrought. Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Amen. 4 For thy providence that governs Thro* thine empire's wide domain ; Wings an a-ogel, guides a fparrow, BlefTed be thy gentle reign. Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Amen; 5 But thy rich, thy free redemption, Dark thro' brightnefs all along ; Thought is poor, and poor expreflion, Who dare fing that awful fong ? Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Amen. 6 Brightnefs of the Father's glory, Shall thy praife unutter'd lie ? Fly my tongue fuch guilty filence ! Sing the Lord who came to die. Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Amen. 7 Did archangels fing thy coming ? Did the fhepherds learn their lays ? HYMNS. 24S Shame would cover me ungrateful, Should my tongue refufe to praife, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Amen* 8 From the higheft throne in glory, To the crofs of deepeft woe ; All to ranfom guilty captives, Flow my praife for ever flow. Hallelujah^Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Amen, 9 Go y return immortal Saviour, Leave thy footftool, take thy throne j Thence return, and reign for ever, Be the kingdomali thine own. Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Amen:. Ascriptions of Praise, to Father, So Ny, and Spirit, HYMN CCXCIII. L.M. Ken, Praife. Ifa. xii. 5. Pfa, lix. 17. ciii. so, 2j. RAISE God, from whom all bleffings ftowy Praife him all creatures here below -, Praife him above ye heav'nly Hoft, Praife Father, Son, and Holy Ghofh p HYM:NGCXCIV. Si M.. Bedd&me* Praife. Gdh\. 3, 4, 5. Colojl-'m. 16. I; ^TF^O the eternal Three, J_ In will and effence One,, Be univerfal homage paid, Coequal honours done. W2, 246 HYMNS. HYMN CCXCV. C. M. Watts; Praife. Jer. ix. 23, 24. P/a. lxrW'i. 4. J/a. vi. 3. 1 TTOSANNA to the Prince of grace. IX $i° n > behold thy king ; Proclaim the Son of David's race, And teach the babes to fing.— 2 Hofanna to th* incarnate Word, Who from the Father came ; Afcribe falvation to the Lord, With blemngs on his name. HYMN CCXCVI. P. M. Whitfield's CoU. Praife. P/a. Ixiii. 3,4, 5 . I OING we to our God above, j^ Praife, eternal as his love ; Praife him all yeheav'nly hoft, Father, Son, and Holy Ghoft. HYMN CCXCVII. L. M. Watts. Praife. P/a. cvi. 48. cxi.9. i rr\0 God the Father, God the Son, JL And God the Spirit, Three in One, Be honour, praife, and glory giv'n, By all on earth, and all in heav'n. HYMN CCXCVIII CM. Watts' Pfa. 117* Praife. P/a. cxxx»i. 26. cxlv. 21. 1 y^V ALL ye nations, praife the Lord, \J Each with a difTrent tongue j In ev'ry language learn his word, And let his name be fung. 2 His mercy reigns thro' ev'ry land; Proclaim his grace abroad ; Forever firm his truth mall (land ; Praife ye the faithful GocK HYMNS. 237 HYMN CCXCIX. P. M. Whitfield's CqU. Praife . Rev. i. 5, 6. P/a. evil. 31, 3a. I "1WT0NE but Jefus will we fing, J^l None elfe will we adore ; He our Prophet, Prieft, and King, Shall be forever more. None among the heav'nly pow'rs, Nor one on earth, our praife may claim ? None but Jefus call we ours, None but the bleeding Lamb ! HYMN CCC. P. M. Rippo n's Cuff. Praife. Rev. v. 1 a. P/a. cxv. u GIVE glory to God, ye children of men, And publifh abroad, again and again, The Son's glorious merit, the Father's free grace $ The gifts of the Spirit, to Adam's loft race. HYMN CCCI. P.M. Hart. Praife. Rev. xv. 4. PJa. Ixviii. 32. THIS God is the God we adore, Our faithful unchangeable friend, Whofe love is as large as his pow'r, And neither knows meafure nor end. 'Tis Jefus the firft and the I a ft, Whofe fpirit (hall guide us fafe home, We'll praife him for all that is paft, And truft him for all that's to come. H& HYMNS. HYMN CCCII. P. M. Bentley's 0*. Praife. P/i. evil. i # 2, 3. cxxx?iii. I, 2. 1 rp^O Father, Son, and Hoiy Ghoft, X Be praife amidft the heav'nly hoft, And in the church below ; From whom all creatures drew their breath, By whom redemption blefs'd the earth, From whom ail comforts flow ! Hymns, adapted to Particular Parts of Public Worship. HYMN CCCIII. P. M. John Murray, At the Opening of Worfhip. Heb. x. 25. 1 Cbron. xvi. 8, 9. j T^ATHER, behold us here, Jj According to thy word ; To worihip without fear, Our dear redeeming Lord ; O may thy light and truth now mine, To warm each heart with love divine. 2 Drawn, wholly drawn, by thee, To Jefus we are come, And by thy teaching we Perceive our work is done ; Through which a title we obtain As Kings and Priefts,.with thee to reign. 3 Weblefs thee, God of peace, For life and glory giv ? n, To us and all the race Call'd up from earth to heav'ri ; Haften great God, the day of love, When ev'ry foul this grace (hall prove. HYMNS. 249 HYMN CCCIV. L. M. James Relly. Before Prayer. Deut.x. 21. PJa. Ixxx. i. 1 TTVEAR Shepherd, fee thy flock here met, \j Before thy pierced feet to bow ; To praife thy wounds, thy blood and fweat, Thro' which eternal love did flow. 2 Thou art with us where e'er we meet 5 Nor wilt thou leave us holy Lamb : We find a calm, a bleft retreat Beneath the cov'ring of thy name, 3 Great mercies thou to us haft (hewn, Since firft we knew that we were thine : Since firft thou mark'd us for thy own, With grace and righteoufnefs divine. 4 Seal'd for thine own we furely ave j Thy fpirit, Lord, our witnefs is : Nor can we fall from Jefus far, For he is love and tendernefs. 5 There's none can pluck us from his hand, Inclos'd by grace on ev'ry fide 5 His oath, his promife firmly ftand, We ever (hall with him abide ! 6 He never will himfelf deny ; Nor could he die for man in vain : How then fhall God in wrath deftroy, The fouls for whom the Lamb was flain, 7 The countlefs price he paid for us, Exempts us from the iron rod : His life, his death, his blood and crofs. Hath reconcil'd us all to God, 25© HYMNS. HYMNCCCV. L. M. Whitfield's Cell. Before Sermon. I Pet. iv. ii. I Cbron, xvi. 49. 1 /^OME worfhip at Immanuers feet, \^j See in his face what wonders meet ! "Words are too feeble to exprefs His worth, his glory, or his grace. 2 When mall we climb thofe higher flcies v Where ftorms and tempefts never rife ; Where he unveils his lovely face, And mines and reigns the God of grace ? 3 Nor earth, nor air, nor fan, nor ftars, Nor heav'n, his full refemblance bears s His beauties we can never trace Till we behold him, face to face. HYMN CCCVI. P. M. James Rellv. At the Clofe of Worfhip, Rem. x. 14, 15. I Cor. iii. 5, 6, 7. j TTOW charmingly founds * The word of the Lord ! W here witnefs abounds, That man is reftor'd To God, his pofTeflion, Dear Jefus in thee ; From fin and tranfgreflion Forever fet free, 2 How glor'ous the name Of Jefus, our King ! Thou crucifi'd Lamb, Thine honours we ling : HYMNS. 251 Our hope and falvation To world without end 5 Our neareft relation, And faithfuleft friend. HYMN CCCVJI. C. M. James Relly, After Sermon. I Ccr. 1. 2 P. Ztcb. viii. 20, J I, 22. 2 XJTOW pow'rful is the glor'ous word ! The unclious word of God, Which preaches Jefus Chrift, our Lord, His fufPrings, death and bk>od. 2 How it reveals his myftery ! W ho did our fouls redeem ; Explains the facred unity, And fhouts us, fav'd in him. 3 It (hews us ev'ry law command, Dear Lamb, fulfill'd in thee ; And bids us, faft and fearlefs ftand, Where thou haft made us free. 4 Dear, glorious Lamb, we thee adore ; We praife thee, for thy word : But for thyfelf, we praife thee more, O ! holy, holy Lord. HYMN CCC VIII. P.M. James Relly, After Preaching. Pfa. xliv. i. A&s, viii. 5, 8. J 'W 7"E the joyful found have heard, VV And, hearing, have belicv'd ; What the gofpel hath declar'd. We, finners, have reeeiv'd : ZS2 HYMNS; Blafted lies the creature's pride, And human haughtinefs (inks low : Jefus, and him crucifi'd, Is all the blifs, we know. HYMN CCCIX. L.M. Doddridge. Thankfgiving. Pfa. xxv. 8. ciii.8,9, 10. exit. 14, 15. 1 "\> r E fons of men with joy record j[ The various wonders of the Lord ; And let his pow'r and goodnefs found Thro' all your tribes, the earth around. 2 Let the high heav'ns your fongs invite, Thofe fpacious fields of brilliant light ; Where fun, and moon, and planets roll, And ftars, that glow from pole to pole. 3 Sing, earth, in verdant robes array'd, Its herbs and flow'rs, its fruits and (hade ; Peopled with life of various forms, Of fifh, and fowl, and beafts, and worms. 4 View the broad feas majeftic plains, And think how wide its maker reigns i That band remoteft nations joins, And on each wave, his goodnefs mines. 5 ButO ! that brighter world above, Where lives and reigns incarnate lovfc 1 God's only Son in ftefh array'd, For man, a bleeding vicYim made, 6 Thither, vsfy foul with rapture foar ; There in the land of praife adore ; The theme demands an angel's lay, Demands an everlafting day. HYMNS. 25$ H Y M N CCCX. P. M. Rippon's ColL Praife. i Tim. i, 17. Pfa. Ixix. 30. 1 f^i LORY to God on high ! \JJT Let earth and fkies reply, Praife ye his name : His love and grace adore, Who all our forrows bore ; Sing aloud evermore, Worthy the Lamb. 2 Jefus, our Lord and God, Bore fin's tremendous load, Praife ye his name : Tell what his arm hath done, What fpoils from death he won 5 Sing his great name alone -, Worthy the Lamb. 3 While they around the throne Cheerfully join in one, Praifing his name : Thofe who have felt his blood Sealing their peace with God, Sound his dear fame abroad, Worthy the Lamb. 4 Join, all yeranfom'd race, Our holy Lord to blefs ; Praife ye his name : In him we will rejoice, And make a joyful noife, Shouting with heart and voice, Worthy tiie £amb„ X / 254 HYMN S, 5 What tho' we change our place, Yet we fhall never ceaor pain, and eafe, and joy, and thrall, To my advantage grow. 2 BlefTed be God, for fhame, For flander, and difgrace ; Welcome reproach for Jefus' name. Like flint, Lord fet my face. HYMNS. 261 3 BlefTed be God, for lofs, For lofs of earthly things ; Forev'ry fcourge, and ev'ry crofs. Me nearer Jefus brings. 4 BlefTed be God, for want : For raiment, health, and food ; I live by faith ; I fcorn to faint 5 For all things work for good. 5 BlefTed be God, for pain, Which tears my flefh like thorns 3 It crucifies my carnal man, To God, my foul returns. 6 BlefTed be God, for doubts, Which he hath overcome ; My foul in full afiurance fnouts, Of being foon at home* 7 BlefTed be God, for fears Of fin, and death, and hell ; When Chrift, who is my life, appears^ In glory I fhall dwell. 8 BlefTed be God, for friends, BlefTed be God, for foes, BlefTed be God, whofe gracious ends No finite creature knows. 9 BlefTed be God, for life, BlefTed be God, for death, BlefTed be God, for joy, or grief, I welcome ail thro' faith, 262 HYMN S. Hymns, adapted to the Celebration of the Lord's Supper*. HYMNCCCXX. L.M. S.Stennett. Remembering the Lord Jefus. Matt. xxvi. 26, 27, 28, 29, 30. 1 A I ^HUS we commemorate the day, On which our cleared Lord was flain 5 Thus we our pious homage pay, Till he appears en earth again. 2 Come, great Redeemer, open wide The curtains of the parting fky ; On a bright cloud in triumph ride, And on the wind's fwift pinnions fly. 3 Come, King of Kings, with thy bright train, Cherubs, and Seraphs, heav'nly hofts - 3 AfTume thy right, enlarge thy reign As far as earth extends her coafts. 4 Come, Lord, and where thy crofsonce flood, There plant thy banner, fix thy throne ; Subdue the rebels by thy word, And claim the nations for thy own. HYMN CCCXXI. C. M. I. Lane. This my Blood was Shed for Many. 1 Cor. x : . 25. xi : . 12, 14. • I IV yTORTALS, behold the dying love XYX Of your Redeeming King ; Ye, who redemption's wonders prove, His mighty praife fhouid fing : * It is not meant, that the Celebrators of this divine inftilulion, fliouio L»c confined to thtlc hymns lolcly. HYMNS. 263 % While you his broken body fee, And feaft on heav'nly bread ; Mark how hegroan'd on Calvary ; Behold him, with the dead. 3 Sinners ! the eup, o'erflowing, view, And tafte the cheering wine ; Think how his fide was pierc'd for you> T' appeafe the wrath divine. 4 Then let his praife be your employ While life and breath remain ; Soon (hall we foar to realms of joy And raife a louder ftrain. HYMN CCCXXII. L. M. Beddome, My Body given for You. Luke, xxii. 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20. 1 TESUS, when faith with fixed eyes J Beholds thy wond'rous facrifice, Love rifes to an ardent flame, And we all other hope difclaim. 2 With cold affections who can fee, The thorns, the fcourge, the nails, the tree, Thy flowing tears, and purple fweat, Thy bleeding hands, and head, and feet ? 3 Look, faints, into his op'ning fide, The breach how large, how deep, how wide ! Thence iflues forth a double flood, Of cleanfing water, pard'ning blood. 4 Hence, O my foul, a balfam flows, To heal thy wounds and cure thy woes ) 264 HYMNS. Immortal joys come ftreaming down, Joys, like his grief, immenfe, unknown. 5 Thus I could fit, and ever fing The fuff'rings of my heav'nly King; With glowing pleafure fpread abroad The myft'ries of a dying God. HYMN CCCXXIII. L. M. Peacock, Do this in Remembrance of Me. I Cor. x>. 14. John, vi. 48. 1 TN rnem'ry of our dying Lord, J[ We take the facred bread and wine ; And thankfully his grace record, How bright his love and mercy fhine ! 2 In lively figures here we fee The crucifi'd Redeemer's face, Expiring on the curfed tree, To ranfom our apoftate race. 3 Sinners to fave from endlefs woes, The wrath divine he (inks beneath ; The law's dread curfe he undergoes, At once difarming fin, and death. 4 Here Jefus all his grace difplays, And makes his brighteft glories known ; To him each faint glad homage pays, And triumphs in his crofs alone. HYMN CCCXXIV. L. M. I.Lane. The Love of Chrift commemorated. I Cor. x. 16, 17. Jobr. t vi. 58. j fi RE AT God, thy pow'r and wifdom fhine, X^Jf In all the works thy hand hath wrought j But mercy, love, and grace divine, Exceed the pow'r of fpeech, or thought. HYMNS. 265 % Thy precious blood, immortal Lamb, Takes from the world its guilt away ; Our fin, and curfe, reproach, and mame Are drown'd in thine own crimfon fea. 3 Salvation ! 'tis a welcome found, To weary fouls by fin opprefs'd 3 Here, finners* you may heal your wounds, And footh your griefs and fears to reft. 4 While in this dark abode we {ray, Our feeble voices let us raife ; Then up to glory wing our way, And join th* eternal forig of praife. -HYMN CCCXXV. C. M. Wesley's Co??. Shewing forth the Lord's Death. I Cor. xl. 26. 1 rpOGETHER with thefe fymbols, Lord* JL Thy blefTed (df impart ; And let thy very flefh and blood Feed the believing heart. 2 Let us from all our fins be wafh'd In thy redeeming blood ; And let thy fpirit be the feal, That we are fons of God. 3 Come, Holy Ghoft, with Jefus* love. Prepare us for this feaft ; And let us banquet with our Lord, And lean upon his breaft. 266 HYMNS. HYMN CCCXXVI. S.M. Doddridgi Jefus, at the Feaft of Love. Rem. xii. 4, 5.. Luke, xxiv. 30, 35. k UR heavenly Father calls, irift ii 1 r\ \^J And Chrift invites us near With both, our friendship fhall befweet, And our communion dear. 0. God pities all our griefs ; He pardons ev'r-y day ; Almighty to "protect our fouls, And wife to guide our way. 3 How large his bounties are ! What various ftores of good, DifFus'd from our Redeemer's hand, And purchas'd with his blood ! 4 Jefus our' living head, We blefs thy faithful care ; Our advocate before the throne, ^iid our forerunner there. 5 Here fix, my roving heart ! Here wait, my warmed: love ! Till the communion be complete In nobler fcenes above. HYMN CCCXX VII. L. M. Steele Thanks unto God for his Unfpeakable Gift, x Cor.x. 16, 17. jfcbn ) vi. 51. 1 rT^O Jefus our exalted Lord, (Dear name by heav'n and earth ador'd !) Fam would our hearts and voices raife A cheerful fong of facred praife. HYMNS. 267 But all the notes which mortals know, Are weak., and languiihing, and low ; Far, far above our humble Tongs, The theme demands immortal tongues. Yet while around his board we meet, And humbly worfliip at his feet ; O let our warm affections move, In glad returns of grateful love I Let faith our feeble fenfes aid, To fee thy wond'rous love difplay'd, Thy broken ftefh, thy bleeding veins, Thy dreadful agonizing pains. Let humble penitential woe, With painful, pleating anguifh, flow j And thy forgiving fmiles impart Life, hope, and joy to ev'ry heart. HYMN CCCXXVIII. CM Wesley's Coll. Prayer and Praife. John, vi. 32, 33. LORD help us on thy love to feed 5 \n peace difmifs us hence j .be thou, in ev'ry time of need, Our refuge and defence. We now defire to blefs thy name. And in our hearts record, And with our thankful tongues proclaim The goodnefs of the Lord. I N D E X. To the First Line, Number of the Hymns, and Page. Hymn Page ALL hail, incarnate God 61 47 As fhow'rs on meadows newly mown 70 55 As David kept his father's flock 92 72 Awake, awake the facred fong 107 83 Arife, and hail the happy day 112 88 All hail, thou great firft born } 1 8 93 As Jordan rolls his wave 119 94 As Jeftis flood on Tabor's mound 127 101 Awake, and fing the fong 129 102 All is hum, the battle's o'er 161 132 Again the Lord of life and light 163 134 Angels roll the rock away 174 144 All hail, the power of Jefus' name 181 150 All gracious Lord, we fing thy love 185 153 Awake, our fouls, and blefs his name 207 170 All fullnefs in the Lamb we view 21 r 174 All things deliver'd are 219 J 80 A good High Fried is come 235 194 Awake my foul, arife 243 202 All glorious God, what hymns of praife 260 217 Awake my foul, in joyful lays 27 1 225 A debtor to mercy alone 284 239 BLOOD has a voice to pierce the Aries 25 19 Behold, the grain of wheat that dies 35 2$ Blow ye, the trumpet, blow 36 26 Blefs'd are the eyes that fee 37 27 Behold, the woman's promis'd feed 99 77 Behold, the blind their fight receive 124 98 Bleft morning, whofe young downing rays 162 133 B'y grace we know, to us its clear 218 179 Behold, the fin atoning Lamb 225 185 Behold that fplendour ! hear the fhout 259 216 Blefs'd be the everlafting God 275 229 Blefled be God, for all 319 26a Hymn Page 5 4 45 35 67 53 78 6r lr 3 89 165 j 36 169 140 I7't 141 I96 162 279 232 305 250 316 258 INDEX. COME, ye lovers of the Lamb Come, thou long expected Jefus Could I of all perfection boaft Canaan promis'd is before Come, join with angel hofts to cry Chrift the Lord is ris'n to day Chrift, our head's gone upon high Clap your hands, ye people all Come, tho' we can truly fing Children of the heav'nly King Come, worfhip at ImmanueFs f^,et Come, thou fount of every blefling DECEIV'Dby fubtle fnares of hell 18 14 Dear Lamb, thy humbled ftate we fing 134 107 Deep in our hearts let us record, 138 11 1 Dear ihepherd, fee thy flock here met 304 249 ETERNAL excellence Exalted Prince of life, we own E're the blue heav'ns were ftretch'd Emmanuel is God with me Enilav'd by fin and bound in chains FROM all that dwell below the fkie Father of mercies, in thy word From heav'n the finning angels fell Father of angels and of men From tribulation's gloomy vale For forty myftic days Faithful and true, the ma"n divine Firft born of many brerh'ren, thou From precept and demand Father, how wide thy glory rhines Faith, 'tis a precious grace From whence this fear and unbelief Father is not thy promife pledg'd Father behold us here Father of mercies fend thy grace, Y2 53 4* W H7 .broad 206 169 213 176 5 257 213 s 6 5 7 5 20 15 54 42 89 7' J2I 96 J 98 J 64 2o : ; 167 |44 203 25^ 214 280 283 2 33 236 291 243 303 248 312 25J I N D E X. GOD will provide, the patriarch faid God hath giv'n to Ifaac room God in his earthly temple lays Glory to God, who reigns above Glory unto Jefus be God is gone up, our Lord and King Glory be to God on high Great God, the nations of the earth Give glory to God, ye children of men Glory to God on high Great God thy pow'r and wifdom fhine HOW precious is the book divine Here, Lord, my foul convicted (lands How rich the types of future grace Hail, Counfellor of peace, good will Hail, mighty, true and living God Holy, holy, holy Lord Hark, the glad found, the Saviour comes How ftrange, the tidings, how profound Hark, the herald angel fing Hark, 'tis the Saviour of mankind Holy wonder, heav'nly grace Hail Jefus, perfecl God and man Here at thy crofs, my dying God He dies, the friend of finners dies Hofanna to the Prince of light Hail the day that fees him rife )Ie';wes, the great Redeemer lives He comes, becomes, the Judge fevere Hail the lad, the mighty angel Hail, Alpha and Omega, hail, Had I ten thouhud gifts befide Hail, high, exalted, righteous man Hark, for 'tis God's own 6on that calls Hail, mighty Jefus how divine How (hall our feeble lips proclaim How rich the love ! my Lord, my God Here fhail no trouble nor difroay Hymn v*& 26 20 2 7 20 58 44 &5 5* 157 128 168 139 254 210 288 240 300 2 37 '310 253 3H 264 3 6 9 7 30 29 48 37 66 52 94 74 95 l* 10b 83 1 10 86 128 101 *37 109 140 Ml 149 121 153 125 167 133 * n '43 186 *53 188 155 iScj 156 *97 163 204 168 208 171 212 175 215 *77 224 184 227 187 245 203 INDEX. How is our nature fpoil'd by fin How (hall the Tons of men appear Hail, Alpha and Omega, hail How glorious the Lamb Hcfanna to the Prince of Grace How charmingly founds How pow'iful is the glorious word How large the promife, how divine ISRAEL in ancient days In thine own image, Father God Infinite excellence is thine I come, the great Redeemer cries In Jefus who was crucified I am, faith Chrift, the way In mine own flefh I fee In memory of our dying Lord JESUS, th' eternal Son of God Jefus, comforter divine Jefus, we blefs thy Father's name Jefus, (hall reign where e'er the fun Jefus, commiffion'd from above Jefus, thou Prince, thou King of peace Jefus, thy blood and righteoufnefs Jefus, thou fun of righteoufnefs Jefus, in thee our eyes behold Joy to the world, the Lord is come Jefus, we blefs thy pow'r Jefus, how glorious is thy grace Jefus, thy beauties I explore Jefus, bow'd down by mighty woe Jefus, and him crucifi'd Jefus, thou higheft, lovelieft name Jefus, before thy throne- Jefus, in ancient days Jefus, the heav'nly lover gave Jefus, Matter, in thine hand Jefus, the Father's richer! grace Hymn Pape 2 5 I 208 253 210 285 237 286 238 295 246 306 253 307 251 PS 257 10 7 16 J 3 49 37 7i 56 164. 136 247 205 256 213 2*3 264 13 11 46 35 5* 40 60 46 64 • 50 68 54 74 5* 8i 64 88 70 116 9* 123 98 13* 104 133 106 144 "7 148 121 178 *47 183 15* 200 1&6 202 167 230 j 89 239 ijt INDEX. See, oh my foul, with wonder fee See, my foul, with wonder fee Sons of men, behold from far . Saviour of men, and Lord of love So fair a face bedew'd with tears Stretch'd on the crofs, the Saviour dies Shout Jehovah (hong in battle Sages of ancient letter'd times Salvation thro' our dying God Salvation, O the joyful found Should bounteous nature kindly pour Saviour King, afiume thy pow'r Sing we to our God above Since Jefus freely did appear See Ifracl's gentle ihephcrd (land THOUGH various names, O Lord, divide Thy ways, O Lord, with wife defign The bible is juftly efteem'd To our Almighty maker God To diftant lands thy gofpel fend The victory's won The King of faints, how fair his face The builder whom true wifdom fways The Father's love to man ib free There is a fountain fili'd with blood Tho' mothers kind, forgetful prove The wonders Lord, thy love hath wrought 77 The Lord on high proclaims M our Redeemer's glorious name The fon of Beor's opening eyes Tis not the law of ten commands The true MefTiah now appears The lands that long in darknefs lay The Lord is come, the heav'ns proclaim Th' Almighty fpake, and Gabriel fped This is the faft, that I will choofe Thus faith the ruler of the ikies Thy conflicts in thine agony Hymn Page IOI 79 117 92 120 100 130 103 132 105 150 122 195 161 *33 192 2b2 218 264 220 272 226 290 242 296 246 313 256 3'4 257 ie 1 1 3 2 u 9 14 12 15 12 43 3 2 44 3 i 47 3 U- 50 38: 56 43 62 48 t 7 7 60 79 63 M 69 90 7 1 . 93 7 1 97 76 98 76 105 82 '15 90 120 95 141 114 142 US 1 N D E «£ ^ The fun of righteoufnefs appear , 1 79 ] * Thus the eternal Father fpake ^ e * q° \£i The mighty frame of glorious^' *°4- -> Thy covenant O Lord i9#- l y The Ancient of eternal days „ ra y S 2 Jt> 'g Tis not of him that weeps ;/ n \ God 2I t £ 2 t of him that weeps '^ Q _ Twas finilh'd, faith the f ^ believes »** 1 , The man who works I ■ ' 2 37* ^ ■ The Father's great d^ pare 2 4* * The Lord my pafti^ ^ aU ^ P i *49 < ^7 Th' unutterable votd thwart _ ThV Eternal fpeaics: * U ^L . ^ 217 Tis ferifh'd, the Redeemer fa>d ^3. «9 Tis finiih'd, fo the ^ l0Uf *tf G od v * 65 Tistinim'd, cri'd the Lamb "^ To ling Immanucl's grace divine *J .£, t To the eternal Three ^^/^ - To Gad the Father, God the Son This God is the God we adore To Father Son and Holy Ghoft 302 Thus we commemorate the day 320 Together with thefe fymbolSj Lord 3 2 5 To Jefus our exalted Lord * WHILST elders /all before thy thro- . 1 What wifdom, majefty and grace, 12 ' When by the tempter's wiles betray'd 21 When Kraal's grieving tribes complain'd 38 28 What glories furrounding my Saviour J fee 41 3 With' bruifes Chrift was dreft 42 3 ' When God would manifeft his grace 51 V • Whenfirft the God of boundlefs grace 63 We blefs the prophet of die Lord 69 When God the Father's pleas'd » Wherewith, O Lord, (hall 1 draw near Whilft we are marching thro' When all the virtues of the. wood When elements, and time will {ddc N D E A xZ? nde *folthy n Hymn Page ^nGo^^wecall . 84 67 WhV conder cei^ove his love j 02 79 TV- /hepherds \\ g race and love 104 81 W;V e]ebrate the p£ h ' d their flocks ' Io8 84 at grace and JoveV da y *° 9 8 5 Wn^ e9Ua L hono "rs flft c J 35 107 vvh "ft AaJJ track tP ' co ^ »6 186 WvourV T isdepthof love 228 187 fth- z '" •* John beheld 229 188 Vorfi! 0y ig glories ftrike mine eye 234 193 -■ "' we meditate the graee 230 195 j art thou the firft of days 250 207 /ith angels join t'adore the name 266 221 *e n"wwith gladnefs tell 270 224 .cj r. Aold my bleeeding God 274 228 ■a ny weah defponding mind 277 230 $ of men with joy record 309 252 ^theLordof hofts 85 68 ( v^ i 17 I i w Jkt'i If /tl H / w a. '£j A. ei /A* / t/Xv^^V X ^v 7 ^ /^^t ^-^ 2// / J m HHfif 1 i