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ADDITIONAL 
 
 HYMNS, 
 
 ADOPTED BY THE 
 
 GENERAL SYNOD, 
 
 OF THE 
 
 Heformctr Hutch ©fturcfi, 
 
 IN 
 
 NORTH AMERICA, 
 
 AT THEIR SESSION, JUNE, 1831, 
 
 AND AUTHORIZED TO BE USED IN THE CHURCHES 
 UNDER THEIR CARE. 
 
 We \ or \ 
 
 PHILADELPHIA: 
 PUBLISHED BY G W. MENTZ &l SON. 
 
 1831. 
 
u Entered according to act of Congress, in the year 
 1831 , by Isaac L. Kipp, (on behalf of the General Synod 
 of the Reformed Protestant Dutch Church,) in the 
 Clerk's office of the District Court of the Southern 
 District of New York." 
 
EXTRACTS 
 
 From the Jets and Proceedings of the General Synod of 
 the Reformed Dutch Church in North America. 
 
 Session, June, 1830. 
 Resolved, That the Rev. Thomas De Witt, D. D., 
 William M'Murray, D. D., Isaac Ferris, and the elders 
 Peter D. Vroom, Jr., and John D. Keese,be a committee 
 to select from the different collections now published, 
 Hymns on a variety of subjects, to constitute the second 
 Book of Hymns, to be added to those now in use in all 
 future editions of our Psalm and Hymn Book, and that 
 said committee report such selection to the next General 
 Synod for their approbation. 
 
 In Session, June, 1831. 
 The committee appointed by the last General Synod, 
 reported a selection of Hymns. Whereupon the follow- 
 ing resolutions were adopted. 
 
 1. Resolved, That the said additional Hymns reported 
 by the committee appointed by General Synod in 1830, 
 be accepted, ordered to be published as a second book of 
 Hymns, and authorized to be used by the churches in the 
 same manner as the psalms and hymns now in use. 
 
 2. Resolved, That all future editions of the Psalm Book 
 shall contain the additional Hymns, together with the 
 canons of the church, as soon as the Board of Direction 
 of the Corporation shall be able to make the necessary 
 arrangements with the Publisher. 
 
 3. Resolved, That a separate edition of the additional 
 Hymns be published. 
 
IV ACTS AND PROCEEDINGS. 
 
 2or- 
 
 4. Resolved, That the Board of Direction of the Cor- 
 poration be directed to take out separate Copy-Rights 
 for each of the books, and authorize their publication; 
 and that they superintend the publication of the first edi- 
 tion of each book. 
 
ADDITIONAL 
 
 hymns: 
 
 Perfections of God. 
 
 HYMN 1. L. M. 
 Creation Praising God. 
 
 THE spacious firmament on high, 
 With all the blue etherial sky, 
 And spangled heav'ns a shining frame, 
 \ Their great Original proclaim. 
 y The unwearied sun, from day to day, 
 \ Does his Creator's pow'r display, 
 \ And publishes to every land, 
 \The work of an Almighty hand. 
 
 3 Soon as the evening shades prevail, 
 The moon takes up the wondrous tale; 
 And, nightly, to the listening earth, 
 Repeats the story of her birth; 
 
 4 Whilst all the stars that round her burn, 
 And all the planets in their turn, 
 Confirm the tidings as they roll, 
 
 And spread the truth from pole to pole. 
 
 5 What though in solemn silence all 
 Move round this dark terrestrial ball; 
 What though no real voice nor sound 
 Amidst their radiant orbs be found; 
 
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A PERFECTIONS OF GOD. 
 
 6 In reason's ear they all rejoice, 
 And utter forth a glorious voice, 
 For ever singing as they shine, 
 " The hand that made us is divine." 
 
 HYMN 2. C. M. 
 
 Sovereignty and Decrees of God. 
 
 1 "IT'" EEP silence — all created things, 
 JV And wait your Maker's nod: 
 
 My soul stands trembling while she sings 
 The honours of her God. 
 
 2 Life, death, and hell, and worlds unknown, 
 
 Hang on his firm decree; 
 He sits on no precarious throne, 
 Nor borrows leave — to be. 
 
 3 Chain'd to his throne a volume lies, 
 
 With all the fates of men; 
 With every angel's form and size, 
 Drawn by th' eternal pen. 
 
 4 His providence unfolds the book, 
 
 And makes his counsels shine; 
 Ea^h opening leaf, and ev'ry stroke, 
 •fulfils some deep design. 
 
 5 (Here he exalts neglected worms, 
 
 To sceptres and a crown; 
 And there, the following page he turns, 
 And treads the monarch down. 
 
 6 Not Gabriel asks the reason why, 
 
 Nor God the reason gives; 
 Nor dares the favourite angel pry, 
 Between the folded leaves.) 
 
 7 My God, I would not long to see 
 
 My fate, with curious eyes; 
 
PERFECTIONS OF GOD. 3, 4 
 
 What gloomy lines are writ for me, 
 Or what bright scenes may rise. 
 
 8 In thy fair book of life and grace, 
 O may I find my name, 
 Recorded in some humble place, 
 Beneath my Lord — the Lamb. 
 
 HYMN 3. C. M. 
 
 Love of God. 
 
 1 £^ OME, ye that know and fear the Lord, 
 \J And lift your souls above; 
 
 Let every heart and voice accord, 
 To sing that God is love. 
 
 2 This precious truth his word declares, 
 
 And all his mercies prove; 
 
 Jesus, the gift of gifts appears 
 
 To show, that God is love. 
 
 3 Sinai, in clouds, and smoke, and fire, 
 
 Thunders his dreadful name; 
 But Zion sings, in melting notes, 
 The honours of the Lamb. 
 
 4 In all his doctrines and commands, 
 
 His counsels and designs — 
 In ev'ry work his hands have fram'd 
 His love supremely shines. 
 
 5 Angels and men the news proclaim, 
 
 Through earth and heaven above, 
 The joyful and transporting news, 
 That God, the Lord, is love. 
 
 HYMN 4.* C. M. 
 
 Goodness of God. 
 m rilHY goodness, Lord, our souls confess, 
 1 Thy goodness we adore, 
 
PERFECTIONS OF GOD. 
 
 
 A spring whose blessings never fail, 
 A sea without a shore. 
 
 2 Sun, moon, and stars, thy love attest, 
 
 In every golden ray; 
 Love draws the curtains of the night, 
 And love brings back the day. 
 
 3 Thy bounty every season crowns, 
 
 With all the bliss it yields; 
 With joyful clusters loads the vines — 
 With strength'ning grain the fields. 
 
 4 But chiefly thy compassion, Lord, 
 
 Is in the gospel seen; 
 There like a sun thy mercy shines, 
 Without a cloud between. 
 
 5 Pardon, acceptance, peace, and joy, 
 
 Through Jesus' name are given; 
 He on the cross was lilted high, 
 That we might reign in heaven. 
 
 HYMN 5. L. M. 
 
 Loving-kindness of God. 
 
 1 A WAKE my soul to joyful lays, 
 
 j\ And sing the great Redeemer's praise; 
 He justly claims a song from me, 
 His loving-kindness, Oh, how free! 
 
 2 He saw me ruin'd in the fall, 
 Yet lov'd me notwithstanding all: 
 He sav'd me from my lost estate, 
 His loving-kindness, Oh, how great! 
 
 3 Tho' numerous hos& of mighty foes, 
 Tho' earth and hell my way oppose, 
 He safely leads my soul along, 
 
 His loving-kindness, Oh, how strong! 
 
PERFECTIONS OF GOD. 
 
 When trouble, like a gloomy cloud, 
 Has gather'd thick, and thunder'd loud, 
 He near my soul has always stood,, 
 His loving-kindness, Oh, how good! 
 Often I feel my sinful heart, 
 Prone from my Jesus to depart; 
 But though I have him oft forgot, 
 His loving-kindness changes not. 
 
 Soon shall I pass the gloomy vale, 
 Soon all my mortal power must fail; 
 Oh! may my last expiring breath 
 His loving-kindness sing in death. 
 
 Then let me mount and soar away 
 To the bright world of endless day, 
 And sing with rapture, and surprise, 
 His loving-kindness in the skies. 
 
 HYMN 6. P. M. 6, 4. 
 
 Praise to the Trinity. 
 
 COME, thou Almighty King, 
 Help us thy name to sing, 
 
 Help us to praise! 
 Father all glorious, 
 O'er all victorious, 
 Come and reign over us, 
 
 Ancient of days. 
 Jesus, our Lord, arise, 
 Scatter our enemies, 
 
 And make them fall! 
 Let thine almighty aid 
 Our sure defence be made: 
 Our souls on thee be stay'd: 
 
 Lord, hear our call! 
 
ADVENT OF CHRIST. 
 
 Come, thou incarnate Word, 
 Gird on thy mighty sword; 
 
 Our prayer attend! 
 Come, and thy people bless, 
 And give thy word success; 
 Spirit of holiness, 
 
 On us descend! 
 Come, holy Comforter, 
 Thy sacred witness bear, 
 
 In this glad hour! 
 Thou, who almighty art, 
 Now rule in every heart, 
 And ne'er from us depart, 
 
 Spirit of power. 
 To the great One in Three, 
 The highest praises be, 
 
 Hence evermore! 
 His sovereign majesty, 
 May we in glory see, 
 And to eternity 
 
 Love and adore. 
 
 Advent of Christ. 
 
 HYMN 7. C. M. 
 Nativity of Christ. 
 
 1 lfc/l~ORTALS, awake, with angels join, 
 
 1 V I And chant the solemn lay: 
 Joy, love, and gratitude, combine 
 To hail the auspicious day. 
 
 2 In heav'n the rapt'rous song began, 
 
 And sweet seraphic fire 
 
ADVENT OF CHRIST. B 
 
 Through all the shining legions ran, 
 
 And strung and tun'd the lyre. 
 Swift, through the vast expanse, it flew, 
 
 And loud the echo roll'd; 
 The theme, the song, the joy was new, 
 
 'Twas more than heaven could hold. 
 Down through the portals of the sky 
 
 Th' impetuous torrent ran; 
 And angels flew with eager joy, 
 
 To bear the news to man. 
 Hark! the cherubic armies shout, 
 
 And glory leads the song; 
 Good will and peace are heard throughout 
 
 Th' harmonious heavenly throng. 
 
 HYMN 8. P.M. 11, 10. 
 Star in the East. 
 
 BRIGHTEST, and best of the sons of the 
 morning, 
 Dawn on our darkness, and lend us thine 
 aid; 
 Star of the East, the horizon adorning, 
 
 Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid. 
 Cold on his cradle, the dew drops are shining, 
 Low lies his bed, with the beasts of the 
 stall; 
 Angels adore him, in slumber reclining, 
 
 Maker, and Monarch, and Saviour of all. 
 Say, shall we yield him in costly devotion, 
 
 Odours of Edom, and offerings divine, 
 Gems of the mountain, and pearls of the 
 ocean, 
 Myrrh from the forest, and gold from the 
 mine? 
 
9 ADVENT OF CHRIST. 
 
 4 Vainly we offer each ample oblation, 
 
 Vainly with gold would his favours secure; 
 Richer by far is the heart's adoration, 
 
 Dearer to God are the pray'rs of the poor. 
 
 5 Brightest, and best of the sons of the morn- 
 
 ing, 
 Dawn on our darkness, and lend us thine 
 
 aid; 
 Star of the East, the horizon adorning, 
 Guide where our infant Redemer is laid. 
 
 HYMN 9. L. M. 
 The Star of Bethlehem. 
 
 1 % VTHEN marshall'd on the nightly plain, 
 
 f f The glittering host bestud the sky; 
 One star alone of all the train, 
 
 Can fix the sinner's wandering eye. 
 
 2 Hark! hark! to God the chorus breaks, 
 
 From every host, from every gem: 
 But one alone the Saviour speaks, 
 It is the star of Bethlehem. 
 
 3 Once on the raging seas I rode, 
 
 The storm was loud, the night was dark, 
 The ocean yawn'd, and rudely blovv'd 
 
 The wind that toss'd my found'ring bark. 
 
 4 Deep horror then my vitals froze, 
 
 Death-struck, I ceas'd the tide to stem: 
 When suddenly a star arose, 
 It was the star of Bethlehem. 
 
 5 It was my guide, my light, my all, 
 
 It bade my dark forebodings cease; 
 And through the storm and danger's thrall. 
 It led me to the port of peace. 
 
CHARACTERS OF CHRIST. 10 
 
 Now safely moor'd — my perils o'er, 
 I'll sing, first in night's diadem, 
 
 Forever and forevermore, 
 
 The star — the star of Bethlehem! 
 
 Characters of Christ. 
 
 HYMN 10. C. M. 
 
 The fountain of Christ's blood. 
 
 1 npHERE is a fountain fill'd with blood, 
 
 1 Drawn from Emmanuel's veins; 
 And sinners, plung'd beneath that flood, 
 Lose all their guilty stains. 
 
 2 The dying thief rejoic'd to see 
 
 That fountain, in his day; 
 And there may I, as vile as he, 
 Wash all my sins away. 
 
 3 Dear dying Lamb, thy precious blood 
 
 Shall never lose its power, 
 Till all the ransom'd church of God 
 Be sav'd, to sin no more. 
 
 4 E'er since, by faith, I saw the stream, 
 
 Thy flowing wounds supply, 
 Redeeming love has been my theme, 
 And shall be — till I die. 
 
 5 Then in a nobler, sweeter song, 
 
 I'll sing thy power to save; 
 When this poor lisping, stamm'ring tongue, 
 Lies silent in the grave. 
 
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 11, 12 CHARACTERS OF CHRIST. 
 
 HYMN 11. L. M. 
 Christ the Physician of Souls. 
 
 1 T^EEP are the wounds which sin has 
 J_r made; 
 
 Where shall the sinner find a cure? 
 In vain, alas, is nature's aid — 
 
 The work exceeds all nature's power* 
 
 2 And can no sov'reign balm be found? 
 
 And is no kind physician nigh, 
 To ease the pain and heal the wound, 
 Ere life and hope forever fly? 
 
 3 There is a great physician near, 
 
 Look up, O! fainting soul, and live; 
 See, in his heavenly smiles, appear 
 Such ease as nature cannot give! 
 
 4 See, in the Saviour's dying blood, 
 
 Life, health, and bliss abundant flow! 
 'Tis only this dear sacred flood 
 
 Can ease thy pain and heal thy woe. 
 
 HYMN 12. L. M. 
 
 Christ an hiding place. 
 
 1 1 TAIL, sov'reign love, that first began 
 JLJL The scheme to rescue fallen man! 
 Hail, matchless, free, eternal grace, 
 That gave my soul a hiding place. 
 
 2 Against the God that rules the sky, 
 I fought with hands uplifted high; 
 Despis'd the offers of his grace, 
 Too proud to seek a hiding place. 
 
 3 Enwrapp'd in dark Egyptian night, 
 And fond of darkness more than light, 
 
CHARACTERS OF CHRIST. 13 
 
 Madly I ran the sinful race, 
 Secure without a hiding place. 
 
 4 But thus th' eternal counsel ran: 
 
 " Almighty love! arrest the man:" 
 I felt the arrows of distress, 
 And found I had no hiding place. 
 
 5 Vindictive justice stood in view: 
 To Sinai's fiery mount I flew; 
 
 But justice cry'd with frowning face, 
 " This mountain is no hiding place." 
 
 6 But lo! a heavenly voice I heard — 
 And mercy's angel soon appear'd; 
 Who led me on a pleasing pace, 
 To Jesus Christ, my hiding place. 
 
 7 On him Almighty vengeance fell, 
 Which must have sunk a world to hell, 
 He bore it for his chosen race, 
 
 And now he is my hiding place. 
 
 8 A few more rolling suns at most, 
 Will land me on fair Canaan's coast; 
 There I shall sing the song of grace, 
 And see my glorious hiding place. 
 
 HYMN 13. L. M. 
 Christ our sympathizing High Priest. 
 
 1 % VJTHERE high the heavenly temple 
 
 ▼ f stands, 
 The house of God not made with hands; 
 A great high priest our nature wears, 
 Our friend, and advocate appears. 
 
 2 Though now ascended up on high, 
 He bends on earth, a brother's eye, 
 Partaker of the human name, 
 
 He knows the frailtv of our frame. 
 
14 CHARACTERS OF CHRIST. 
 
 3 Our fellow sufferer yet retains 
 A fellow feeling of our pains, 
 And still remembers in the skies, 
 His tears, his agonies, and cries. 
 
 4 In every pang that rends the heart, 
 The man of sorrow had a part; 
 He sympathizes with our grief, 
 And to the sufferer sends relief. 
 
 5 With boldness therefore at the throne, 
 Let us make all our sorrows known; 
 And ask the aid of heav'nly power 
 To help us in the evil hour. 
 
 HYMN 14. L. M. 
 
 Christ our Example. 
 
 1 A ND is the gospel peace and love? 
 jfjL Such let our conversation be; 
 The serpent blended with the dove, — 
 Wisdom and meek simplicity. 
 
 2 Whene'er the angry passions rise, 
 
 And tempt our thoughts or tongues to strife; 
 To Jesus let us lift our eyes, 
 Bright pattern of the Christian life. 
 
 3 O, how benevolent and kind! 
 How mild — how ready to forgive! 
 Be this the temper of our mind, 
 And these the rules by which we live. 
 
 4 To do his heav'nly Father's will, 
 Was his employment and delight; 
 Humility and holy zeal 
 
 Shone through his life divinely bright. 
 
 5 Dispensing good Where'er he came, 
 The labours of his life were love; 
 
PRAISE TO THE REDEEMER. 1 5, 1 6 
 
 Then, if we bear the Saviours name, 
 By his example let us move. 
 
 HYMN 15. P. M. 7. 
 Christ the Rock of Ages. 
 
 ROCK of ages! cleft for me, 
 Let me hide myself in thee; 
 Let the water and the blood, 
 From thy side, a healing flood, 
 Be of sin the double cure, 
 Save from wrath, and make me pure. 
 Should my tears forever flow, 
 Should my zeal no languor know, 
 This for sin could not atone, 
 Thou must save, and thou alone: 
 In my hand no price I bring, 
 Simply to thy cross I cling. 
 While I draw this fleeting breath, 
 When mine eye-lids close in death, 
 When I rise to worlds unknown, 
 And behold thee on thy throne, — 
 Rock of ages! cleft for me, 
 Let me hide myself in thee! 
 
 Praise to the Redeemer. 
 
 HYMN 16. C. M. 
 Coronation of Christ. 
 
 ALL hail the pow'r of Jesus' name! 
 Let angels prostrate fall, 
 Bring forth the royal diadem, 
 And crown him — Lord of all. 
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17 PRAISE TO THE REDEEMER. 
 
 2 Crown him, ye martyrs of our God, 
 
 Who from his altar call; 
 Extol the stem of Jesse's rod, 
 And crown him — Lord of all. 
 
 3 Hail him, ye heirs of David's line, 
 
 Whom David, Lord did call; 
 
 The God incarnate! Man Divine! 
 
 And crown him — Lord of all. 
 
 4 Ye chosen seed of Israel's race, 
 
 Ye ransom'd from the fall, 
 Hail him who saves you by his grace, 
 And crown him — Lord of all. 
 
 5 Sinners, whose love can ne'er forget 
 
 The wormwood and the gall, 
 Go, spread your trophies at his feet, 
 And crown him — Lord of all. 
 
 6 Let every kindred, every tribe, 
 
 On this terrestrial ball, 
 To him all majesty ascribe, 
 And crown him — Lord of all. 
 
 7 Oh, that with yonder sacred throng, 
 
 We at his feet may fall; 
 We'll join the everlasting song, 
 And crown him — Lord of all. 
 
 HYMN 17. P. M. 6, 4. 
 Worthy the Lamb. 
 1 |^1 LORY to God on high; 
 
 \Jf Let heaven and earth reply — 
 
 Praise ye his Name! 
 His love and grace adore, 
 Who all our sorrows bore; 
 And sing forevermore — 
 Worthy the Lamb. 
 
PRAISE TO THE REDEEMER. 18 
 
 2 All they around the throne, 
 Cheerfully join in one, 
 
 Praising his name; 
 We, who have felt his blood, 
 Sealing our peace with God, 
 Sound his dear name abroad — 
 
 Worthy the Lamb. 
 
 3 Join all ye ransom'd race, 
 Our Lord and God to bless; 
 
 Praise ye his name: 
 In him we will rejoice, 
 And make a joyful noise, 
 Shouting with heart and voice — 
 
 Worthy the Lamb. 
 
 4 What tho' we change our place — 
 Yet we shall never cease 
 
 Praising his name: 
 To him our songs we bring — 
 Hail him our gracious King, 
 And without ceasing sing, 
 
 Worthy the Lamb. 
 
 HYMN 18. H. M. 
 
 Praise to Christ. 
 
 1 ^lOME, every pious heart 
 
 \J That loves the Saviour's name, 
 
 Your noblest power exert 
 
 To celebrate his fame: 
 Tell all above, and all below, 
 The debt of love to him you owe. 
 
 2 He left his starry crown, 
 
 And laid his robes aside; 
 
19 PRAISE TO THE REDEEMER. 
 
 On wings of love came clown, 
 And wept, and bled, and died: 
 
 What he endur'd, oh, who can tell? 
 
 To save our souls from death and hell. 
 
 3 From the dark grave he rose, 
 
 The mansion of the dead; 
 
 And thence his mighty foes 
 
 In glorious triumph led: 
 Up thro' the sky the conqu'ror rode, 
 And reigns on high the Saviour God. 
 
 4 Jesus, we ne'er can pay 
 
 The debt we owe thy love; 
 
 Yet tell us how we may 
 
 Our gratitude approve: 
 Our hearts — our all to thee we give; 
 The gift, tho' small, do thou receive. 
 
 HYMN 19. P. M. 8,7. 
 
 Praise for Redeeming Love. 
 
 1 "j " ET us love, and sing, and wonder, 
 jLJ Let us praise the Saviour's name, 
 He has hush'd the law's loud thunder, 
 
 He has quench'd mount Sinai's flame: 
 He has washed us with his blood; 
 He has brought us nigh to God. 
 
 2 Let us love the Lord who bought us, 
 
 Pitied us when enemies, 
 Call'd us by his grace, and taught us, 
 Gave us ears, and gave us eyes; 
 He has washed us with his blood, 
 He presents our souls to God. 
 
 3 Let us sing, though fierce temptations 
 
 Threaten hard to bear us down! 
 
THE HOLY SPIRIT. 20 
 
 For the Lord our strong salvation, 
 
 • Holds in view the conqu'ror's crown: 
 
 He who wash'd us in his blood 
 
 Soon will bring us home to God. 
 Let us wonder; grace, and justice 
 
 Join, and point to mercy's store; 
 When, through grace, in Christ our trust is, 
 
 Justice smiles, and asks no more: 
 
 He who wash'd us with his blood, 
 
 Has secured our way to God. 
 Let us praise , and join the chorus 
 
 Of the saints enthron'd on high; 
 Here they trusted him before us, 
 
 Now their praises fill the sky; 
 
 " Thou hast wash'd us with thy blood, 
 
 " Thou art worthy, Lamb of God." 
 Hark! the name of Jesus sounded 
 
 Loud from golden harps above! 
 Lord, we blush, and are confounded, 
 
 Faint our praises, cold our love: 
 
 Wash our souls and songs with blood, 
 
 For by thee we come to God. 
 
 The Holy Spirit. 
 
 HYMN 20. P. M. 8, 7. 
 The Holy Spirit Invoked. 
 
 HOLY GHOST, dispel our sadness, 
 Pierce the clouds of sinful night; 
 Come, thou source of sweetest gladness, 
 Breathe thy life, and spread thy light; 
 Loving Spirit, God of peace, 
 Great distributer of grace, 
 
21 THE HOLY SPIRIT. 
 
 Rest upon this congregation! 
 Hear, Oh, hear our supplication. 
 
 2 From that height which knows no measure, 
 
 As a gracious shower descend: 
 Bringing down the richest treasure 
 
 Man can wish, or God can send. 
 O, thou Glory shining down 
 From the Father and the Son, 
 
 Grant us thy illumination! 
 
 Rest on all this congregation. 
 
 3 Come, thou best of all donations 
 
 God can give, or we implore^ 
 Having thy sweet consolations, 
 
 We need wish for nothing more: 
 Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove, 
 Now descending from above, 
 
 Rest on all this congregation! 
 
 Make our hearts thy habitation. 
 
 HYMN 21. L.M. 
 Prayer for the Influence of the Spirit. 
 
 1 CI TAY, thou insulted Spirit, stay, 
 
 j^ Tho' I have done thee such despite; 
 Cast not a sinner quite away, 
 Nor take thine everlasting flight: 
 
 2 Though I have most unfaithful been 
 Of all whoe'er thy grace receiv'd, 
 Ten thousand times thy goodness seen, 
 Ten thousand times thy goodness griev'd; 
 
 3 Yet Oh, the chief of sinners spare, 
 In honour of my great High Priest; 
 Nor in thy righteous anger swear 
 
 I shall not see thy people's rest 
 
ALARMING. 22 
 
 If yet thou canst my sins forgive, 
 E'en now, O Lord, relieve my woes; 
 Into thy rest of love receive, 
 And bless me with thy calm repose. 
 E'en now my weary soul release, 
 And raise me by thy gracious hand! 
 Guide me into thy perfect peace, 
 And bring me to the promis'd land. 
 
 Alarming. 
 
 HYMN 22. P. M. 7's. 
 Sinners Exhorted in view of Judgment. 
 
 1 O INNER, art thou still secure? 
 J3 Wilt thou still refuse to pray? 
 Can thy heart or hands endure 
 
 In the Lord's avenging day? 
 
 2 See, his mighty arm is bar'd! 
 
 Awful terrors clothe his brow! 
 For his judgment stand prepar'd, 
 Thou must either break or bow. 
 
 3 At his presence nature shakes, 
 
 Earth affrighted hastes to flee; 
 Solid mountains melt like wax, 
 What will then become of thee? 
 
 4 Who his advent may abide? 
 
 You that glory in your shame, 
 Will you find a place to hide, 
 
 When the world is wrapt in flame? 
 
 5 Lord, prepare \m by thy grace! 
 
 Soon we must resign our breath, 
 And our souls be call'd to pass 
 Through the iron gate of death. 
 
23 ALARMING. 
 
 6 Let us now our day improve, 
 Listen to the gospel voice; 
 Seek the things that are above; 
 Scorn the world's pretended joys. 
 
 HYMN 23. P. M. 7, 6. 
 The Alarm. 
 
 1 £1 TOP, poor sinner, stop and think; 
 j^ Before you further go; 
 
 Will you sport upon the brink 
 
 Of everlasting wo? 
 On the verge of ruin stop — 
 
 Now the friendly warning take — 
 Stay your footsteps — ere you drop 
 
 Into the burning lake. 
 
 2 Say, have you an arm like God, 
 
 That you his will oppose? 
 Fear ye not that iron rod 
 
 With which he breaks his foes? 
 Can you stand in that dread day, 
 
 Which his justice shall proclaim, 
 When the earth shall melt away 
 
 Like wax before the flame? 
 
 3 Ghastly death will quickly come, 
 
 And drag you to his bar: 
 Then to hear your awful doom, 
 
 Will fill you with despair! 
 All your sins will round you crowd; 
 
 You shall mark their crimson dye; 
 Each for vengeance crying loud, 
 
 And what can you reply? 
 
 4 Tho* your heart were made of steel, 
 
 Your forehead lin'd with brass; 
 
ALARMING. 24, 25 
 
 God at length will make you feel, 
 
 He will not let you pass; 
 Sinners then in vain will call, 
 
 Those who now despise his grace, 
 " Rocks and mountains on us fall, 
 
 And hide us from his face." 
 
 HYMN 24. CM. 
 The broad and narrow ways. 
 
 1 RUNNERS, behold that downward road 
 J5 Which leads to endless wo; 
 
 What multitudes of thoughtless souls, 
 The road to ruin go! 
 
 2 But yonder see that narrow way 
 
 Which leads to endless bliss; 
 
 There see a happy, chosen few, 
 
 Redeem'd by sov'reign grace. 
 
 3 They from destruction's city came, 
 
 To Zion upward tend; 
 The Bible is their precious guide, 
 And God himself their friend. 
 
 4 Lord, I would now a pilgrim be — 
 
 Guide thou my feet aright; 
 I would not, for ten thousand worlds, 
 Be banish'd from thy sight. 
 
 HYMN 25. H. M. 
 Death the close of the day of grace. 
 1 "VM7HEN frowning death appears, 
 ▼ Y And points his fatal dart, 
 What dark foreboding fears 
 Distract the sinner's heart! 
 The dreadful blow 
 No arm can stay, 
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26 ALARMING. 
 
 But torn away, 
 He sinks to wo. 
 
 2 Now ev'ry hope denied, 
 Bereft of every good, 
 He must the wrath abide 
 Of an avenging God; 
 
 No mercy there 
 Will greet his ear, 
 Nor wipe the tear 
 Of black despair. 
 
 3 Sinners, awake, attend, 
 And flee the wrath to come; 
 Make Christ, the Judge, your friend, 
 And heaven shall be your home. 
 
 His mercy nigh, 
 Now points the path 
 That leads from death 
 To joys on high. 
 
 HYMN 26. C. M. 
 
 The Sinner warned against abuse of the Divine 
 Goodness, 
 
 1 irTNGRATEFUL sinners, whence this 
 
 \^j scorn 
 
 Of God's long suffering grace? 
 And whence this madness that insults 
 
 Th' Almighty to his face? 
 
 2 Is it because his patience waits, 
 
 And pitying bowels move, 
 You multiply transgressions more, 
 And scorn his ofter'd lover 
 
 3 Dost thou not know, self-blinded man, 
 
 His goodness is design'd 
 
ALARMING. 27 
 
 To wake repentance in thy soul, 
 And melt thy harden'd mind? 
 
 4 And wilt thou rather choose to meet 
 
 Th' Almighty as thy foe; 
 And treasure up his wrath in store 
 Against the day of wo? 
 
 5 Soon shall that fatal day approach, 
 
 That must thy sentence seal, 
 And righteous judgments, now unknown, 
 In awful pomp reveal. 
 
 6 While they who full of holy deeds, 
 
 To glory seek to rise, 
 Continuing patient to the end, 
 Shall gain th' immortal prize. 
 
 HYMN 27. C. M. 
 
 Exhortation to Repentance. 
 
 1 II EPENT, the voice celestial cries, 
 JL%; Nor longer dare delay: 
 
 The wretch that scorns the mandate dies. 
 And meets a fiery day. 
 
 2 No more the sov'reign eye of God 
 
 O'erlooks the crimes of men; 
 His heralds are despatched abroad 
 To warn the world of sin. 
 
 3 Together in his presence bow, 
 
 And all your guilt confess; 
 Accept the offer'd Saviour now, 
 Nor trifle with his grace. 
 
 4 Bow, ere the awful trumpet sound, 
 
 And call you to his bar: 
 For mercy knows th' appointed bound, 
 And turns to vengeance there. 
 
28, 29 ALARMING. 
 
 5 Amazing love, that yet will call, 
 And yet prolong our days! 
 Our hearts, subdued by goodness, fall, 
 And weep, and love, and praise. 
 
 HYMN 28. P. M. 7. 
 To-day ) the Season of Mercy. 
 
 1 T. TASTEN, sinner, to be wise; 
 
 I I Stay not for the morrow's sun: 
 Wisdom, if you still despise, 
 Harder is it to be won. 
 
 2 Hasten, mercy to implore; 
 
 Stay not for the morrow's sun; 
 Lest thy season should be o'er, 
 Ere this ev'ning's stage be run. 
 
 3 Hasten, sinner, to return; 
 
 Stay not for the morrow's sun; 
 Lest thy lamp should cease to burn, 
 Ere salvation's work is done. 
 
 4 Hasten, sinner, to be blest; 
 
 Stay not for the morrow's sun; 
 Lest perdition thee arrest, 
 Ere the morrow is begun, 
 
 HYMN 29. L. M. 
 The striving of the Spirit. 
 
 1 ^1 AY, sinner, hath a voice within, 
 k3 Oft whisper'd to thy secret soul, — 
 Urg'd thee to leave the ways of sin, 
 
 And yield thy heart to God's control? 
 
 2 Hath something met thee in the path 
 
 Of worldliness and vanity, 
 
INVITING. 30 
 
 And pointed to the coming wrath, 
 
 And warn'd thee from that wrath to flee? 
 
 3 Sinner, it was a heav'nly voice, 
 
 It was the Spirit's gracious call, 
 It bade thee make the better choice, 
 And haste to seek in Christ thine all. 
 
 4 Spurn not the call to life and light; 
 
 Regard in time the warning kind; 
 That call thou may'st not always slight, 
 And yet the gate of mercy find. 
 
 5 God's Spirit will not always strive 
 
 With harden'd, self-destroying man; 
 Ye, who persist his love to grieve, 
 May never hear his voice again. 
 
 6 Sinner — perhaps this very day, 
 
 Thy last accepted time may be; 
 Oh, should'st thou grieve him now away, 
 Then hope may never beam on thee. 
 
 Inviting. 
 
 HYMN 30. L. M. 
 Christ knocking at the Heart of the Sinner. 
 
 1 1BEHOLD a stranger at the door! 
 
 JO He gently knocks, has knock'd before; 
 Hath waited long — is waiting still; 
 You treat no other friend so ill. 
 
 2 Oh, lovely attitude, he stands 
 
 With melting heart and loaded hands! 
 Oh, matchless kindness! and he shows 
 This matchless kindness to his foes! 
 
 3 But will he prove a friend indeed? 
 He will; the very friend you need; 
 
 c 2 
 
31 INVITING. 
 
 The friend of sinners — yes, 'tis He, 
 With garments dy'd on Calvary. 
 
 4 Rise, touch'd with gratitude divine, 
 Turn out his enemy and thine, 
 That soul-destroying monster sin, 
 And let the heav'nly stranger in. 
 
 5 Admit him, ere his anger burn, 
 His feet departed ne'er return; 
 Admit him, or the hour's at hand, 
 You'll at his door rejected stand. 
 
 HYMN 31. C. M. 
 
 The Sinner's heart opened. 
 
 1 W M7HO is this stranger at the door, 
 
 f f That would admission gain? 
 I know he oft has knock'd before, 
 Still he has come again. 
 
 2 I find him knocking at my heart, 
 
 Though I've defied his will; 
 He waits to act a gracious part, 
 And all his truth fulfil. 
 
 3 Too long, alas ! I've entertain'd 
 
 A soul-destroying guest, 
 Who took possession of my heart, 
 And all my powers oppressed. 
 
 4 But art thou not the same that died 
 
 A sacrifice for sin? 
 Then enter my polluted breast, 
 And make me pure within. 
 
 5 That grace that I've so long abused 
 
 I'd willingly receive: 
 Dear Saviour, teach me how to pray, 
 Lord, help me to believe ! 
 
INVITING. 32, 33 
 
 6 My hungry soul would now partake 
 The banquet of thy love; 
 That sacred flesh and blood of thine, 
 Foretaste of joys above. 
 
 HYMN 32. C. M. 
 
 The Value of the Soul. 
 HAT is the thing* of greatest price, 
 
 ■w 
 
 The whole creation round?- 
 That which was lost in Paradise, 
 That which in Christ is found: 
 
 2 The soul of man — Jehovah's breath — 
 
 That keeps two worlds at strife; 
 Hell moves beneath to work its death, 
 Heaven stoops to give it life. 
 
 3 And is this treasure borne below, 
 
 In earthen vessels frail? 
 Can none its utmost value know, 
 Till flesh and spirit fail? 
 
 4 Then let us gather round the cross 
 
 That knowledge to obtain; 
 Not by the soul's eternal loss, 
 But everlasting gain. 
 
 HYMN 33. L. M. 
 Weary souls invited to rest. 
 
 1 riOME, weary souls, with sins distrest, 
 V^ Come, and accept the promis'd rest; 
 The Saviour's gracious call obey, 
 
 And cast your gloomy fears away. 
 
 2 Oppress'd with guilt, a painful load, 
 Oh, come, and spread your woes abroad; 
 
34 INVITING. 
 
 Divine compassion, mighty love, 
 Will all the painful load remove. 
 
 3 Here mercy's boundless ocean flows, 
 
 To cleanse your guilt, and heal your woes; 
 Pardon and life, and endless peace; 
 How rich the gift, how free the grace! 
 
 4 Lord, we accept, with thankful heart, 
 The hope thy gracious words impart; 
 We come with trembling, yet rejoice, 
 And bless the kind inviting voice. 
 
 HYMN 34. P. M. 8, 7, 4. 
 Sinners invited to Christ. 
 
 1 #^10ME, ye weary, heavy laden, 
 \^J Lost and ruined by the fall; 
 If you tarry till you're better, 
 
 You will never come at all: 
 
 Not the righteous — 
 Sinners Jesus came to call. 
 
 2 Let not conscience make you linger, 
 
 Nor of fitness fondly dream; 
 All the fitness he requireth, 
 Is to feel your need of him: 
 
 This he gives you— 
 'Tis the Spirit's rising beam. 
 
 3 Agonizing in the garden, 
 
 Lo! your Maker prostrate lies! 
 On the bloody tree behold him; 
 Hear him cry before he dies, 
 
 "It is finished:" 
 Sinners, will not this suffice? 
 
 4 Lo! th' incarnate God ascended, 
 
 Pleads the merit of his blood: 
 
 
INVITING. 35, 36 
 
 Venture on him, venture wholly, 
 Let no other trust intrude: 
 
 None but Jesus 
 Can do helpless sinners good. 
 
 5 Saints and angels, join'd in concert, 
 
 Sing the praises of the Lamb; 
 
 While the blissful seats of heaven, 
 
 Sweetly echo with his name: 
 
 Hallelujah!— 
 Sinners here may sing the same. * 
 
 HYMN 35. L. M. 
 
 t 
 
 Wanderer invited to return. 
 
 1 TJ ETURN, O wanderer, return, 
 _m\) And seek an injured Father's face; 
 Those warm desires that in thee burn, 
 
 Were kindled by reclaiming grace. 
 
 2 Return, O wanderer, return, 
 
 And seek a Father's melting heart; 
 His pitying eyes thy grief discern, 
 
 His hand shall heal thine inward smart. 
 
 3 Return, O wanderer, return, 
 
 Thy Saviour bids thy spirit live; 
 Go to his bleeding feet, and learn 
 How freely Jesus can forgive. 
 
 4 Return, O wanderer, return, 
 
 And wipe away the falling tear; 
 'Tis God who says, " No longer mourn," 
 'Tis mercy's voice invites thee near. 
 
 HYMN 36. C. M. 
 Tlie Fountain of Living Waters. 
 1 ^"kH, what amazing words of grace 
 \J Are in the gospel found! 
 
37 INVITING. 
 
 Suited to ev'ry sinner's case, 
 Who knows the joyful sound. 
 
 2 Come, then, with all your wants and wounds. 
 
 Your ev'ry burden bring; 
 Here love, eternal love, abounds, 
 A deep celestial spring. 
 
 3 This spring with living water flows, 
 
 And living joy imparts; 
 Come, thirsty souls, your wants disclose, 
 • And drink with thankful hearts. 
 
 HYMN 37. L. M. 
 The Young invited to Christ. 
 
 1 rilO-DAY, if ye will hear his voice, 
 
 1 Now is the time to make your choice 
 Say, will you to Mount Zion go? 
 Say, will you have this Christ, or no? 
 
 2 Ye wand'ring souls, who find no rest, 
 Say, will you be forever blest? 
 
 Will you be saved from sin and hell? 
 Will you with Christ in glory dwell? 
 
 3 Come now, dear youth, for ruin bound, 
 Obey the gospel's joyful sound; 
 Come, go with us, and you shall prove 
 The joy of Christ's redeeming love. 
 
 4 Once more we ask you in his name — 
 For yet his love remains the same — 
 Say, will you to Mount Zion go? 
 Say, will you have this Christ, or no? 
 
 5 Leave all your sports and glittering toys, 
 Come, share with us eternal joys; 
 
 Or must we leave you bound to hell — 
 Then, dear young friends, a long farewell. 
 
INVITING. 38 
 
 HYMN 38. P. M. 12's. 
 Free Grace to Sinners. 
 
 1 TT^HE voice of free grace cries, escape to 
 
 1 the mountain, 
 
 For all that believe, Christ has opened a 
 fountain, 
 
 For sin, and uncleanness, and every trans- 
 gression, 
 
 His blood flows so freely in streams of salva- 
 tion. 
 
 Chorus. 
 
 Hallelujah to the Lamb, who has bought us 
 a pardon, 
 
 We'll praise him again when we pass over 
 Jordan. 
 
 2 Ye souls that are wounded, to the Saviour 
 
 repair, 
 
 Now he calls you in mercy, and can you for- 
 bear? 
 
 Though your sins are increas'd as high as a 
 mountain, 
 
 His blood can remove them, it streams from 
 this fountain. 
 
 3 Now Jesus our king, reigns triumphantly 
 
 glorious; 
 
 O'er sin, death, and hell, he is more than 
 victorious: 
 
 With shouting proclaim it,— O trust in his 
 passion, 
 
 He saves us most freely; — O glorious salva- 
 tion. 
 
 4 Our Jesus proclaims his name all victorious, 
 He reigns over all, and his kingdom is glori- 
 ous; / 
 
39 INVITING. 
 
 To Jesus we'll join with the great congrega- 
 tion, 
 
 And triumph, ascribing to him our salvation. 
 5 With joy shall we stand, when escaped to 
 the shore, 
 
 With harps in our hands, we'll praise him 
 the more; 
 
 We'll range the sweet plains, on the banks 
 of the river, 
 
 And sing of salvation forever, and ever. 
 
 HYMN 39. C. M. 
 The humble Sinner's Resolve. 
 
 1 i^OME, humble sinner, in whose breast 
 \J A thousand thoughts revolve; 
 Come, with your guilt and fear oppress'd, 
 
 And make this last resolve: — 
 
 2 "I'll go to Jesus, though my sin 
 
 " Hath like a mountain rose; 
 " I know his courts, I'll enter in, 
 "Whatever may oppose. 
 
 3 " Prostrate I'll lie before his throne, 
 
 "And there my guilt confess; 
 " I'll tell him I'm a wretch undone, 
 " Without his sovereign grace. 
 
 4 " I'll to the gracious king approach, 
 
 " Whose sceptre pardon gives; 
 " Perhaps he may command my touch — 
 " And then the suppliant lives. 
 
 5 " Perhaps he will admit my plea, 
 
 " Perhaps will hear my prayer; 
 " But if I perish, I will pray, 
 " And perish only there. 
 
 
PENITENTIAL. 40 
 
 " I can but perish if I go, 
 "I am resolv'd to try; 
 
 " For if I stay away, I know 
 " I must forever die." 
 
 Penitential. 
 
 HYMN 40. S. M. 
 Repentance from a sense of the Divine Goodness. 
 
 1 TS this the kind return, 
 
 JL And these the thanks we owe, 
 Thus to abuse eternal love, 
 
 Whence all our blessings flow? 
 
 2 To what a stubborn frame, 
 
 Has sin reduc'd our mind! 
 What strange rebellious wretches we, 
 And God as strangely kind! 
 
 3 On us he bids the sun 
 
 Shed his reviving rays; 
 For us the skies their circles run, 
 To lengthen out our days. 
 
 4 The brutes obey their God, 
 
 And bow their necks to men: 
 But we, more base, more brutish things, 
 Reject his easy reign. 
 
 5 Turn, turn us, mighty God, 
 
 And mould our souls afresh; 
 Break, sov'reign grace, these hearts of stone, 
 And give us hearts of flesh. 
 
 6 Let base ingratitude 
 
 Provoke our weeping eyes; 
 
41, 42 PENITENTIAL, 
 
 And hourly, as new mercies fall, 
 Let hourly thanks arise. 
 
 HYMN 41. CM. 
 The Contrite Heart. 
 
 1 ^k THOU, whose tender mercy hears 
 \J Contrition's humble sigh; 
 Whose hand, indulgent, wipes the tears 
 
 From sorrow's weeping eye; — 
 
 2 See, low before thy throne of grace, 
 
 A wretched wanderer mourn; 
 Hast thou not bid me seek thy face? 
 Hast thou not said — " Return?" 
 
 3 And shall my guilty fears prevail 
 
 To drive me from thy feet? 
 Oh, let not this dear refuge fail, 
 This only safe retreat! 
 
 4 Oh, shine on this benighted heart, 
 
 With beams of mercy shine! 
 And let thy healing voice impart 
 A taste of joys divine. 
 
 HYMN 42. C. M. 
 The Penitent. 
 
 1 TT>ROSTRATE, dear Jesus! at thy feet, 
 
 WL A guilty rebel lies; 
 And upwards to the mercy seat 
 Presumes to lift his eyes. 
 
 2 If tears of sorrow would suffice 
 
 To pay the debt I owe, 
 Tears should from both my weeping eyes 
 In ceaseless torrents flow. 
 
 3 But no such sacrifice I plead 
 
 To expiate my guilt; 
 
PENITENTIAL. 43, 44 
 
 No tears but those which thou hast shed; 
 No blood, but thou hast spilt. 
 4 Think of thy sorrows, dearest Lord! 
 And all my sins forgive: 
 Justice will well approve the word 
 That bids the sinner live. 
 
 HYMN 43. P. M. 7. 
 Pleading for Mercy. 
 
 1 CIOV'REIGN Ruier, Lord of all, 
 J3 Prostrate at thy feet I fall: 
 Hear, oh, hear my ardent cry, 
 Frown not, lest I faint and die. 
 
 2 Vilest of the sons of men, 
 Worst of rebels I have beeni 
 Oft abus'd thee to thy face, 
 Trampled on thy richest grace! 
 
 3 Justly might thy vengeful dart 
 Pierce this bleeding broken heart; 
 Justly might thy kindled ire 
 Blast me in eternal fire- 
 
 4 But with thee there's mercy found, 
 Balm to heal my every wound; 
 Soothe, oh, soothe the troubled breast, 
 Give the weary wanderer rest. 
 
 HYMN 44. L. M. 
 
 Pleading the Promises by Prayer. 
 
 I i/lRIEND of the friendless and the faint! 
 Where can I lodge my deep complaint? 
 Where, but with thee, whose open door 
 Invites the helpless sinner, poor! 
 
45 PENITENTIAL. 
 
 2 Did ever mourner plead with thee, 
 And thou refuse that mourner's plea? 
 Does not the word still fix'd remain, 
 That none shall seek thy face in vain? 
 
 3 That were a grief I could not bear, 
 Did'st thou not hear and answer prayer: 
 O thou, prayer-hearing, answering God, 
 Take from my heart this painful load. 
 
 HYMN 45. P. M. 7. 
 The Sinner's suit at the Mercy Seat. 
 
 1 ^lOME, my soul, thy suit prepare, 
 \J Jesus loves to answer pray'r; 
 He himself has bid thee pray, 
 Therefore will not say thee nay. 
 
 2 Thou art coming to a king, 
 Large petitions with thee bring; 
 For his grace, and pow'r are such, 
 None can ever ask too much. 
 
 3 With my burden I begin: 
 Lord remove this load of sin! 
 Let thy blood for sinners spilt, 
 Set my conscience free from guilt. 
 
 4 Lord, I come to thee for rest; 
 Xake possession of my breast; 
 There thy blood-bought right maintain, 
 And without a rival reign. 
 
 5 While I am a pilgrim here, 
 Let thy love my spirit cheer; 
 
 As my guide, my guard, my friend, 
 Lead me to my journey's end. 
 
 6 Show me what I have to do, 
 Every hour my strength renew, 
 
PENITENTIAL. 46, 47 
 
 Let me live a life of faith, 
 Let me die thy people's death. 
 
 HYMN 46. P. M. 8, 7. 
 Suppliant Address to the Saviour. 
 
 1 "I~ESUS, full of all compassion, 
 
 tf Hear thy humble suppliant's cry; 
 Let me know thy great salvation, 
 See, I languish, faint, and die. 
 
 2 Guilty, but with heart relenting, 
 
 Overwhelmed with helpless grief — 
 Prostrate at thy feet repenting— 
 Send, O send me quick relief! 
 
 3 Whither should a wretch be flying, 
 
 But to him who comfort gives? 
 Whither, from the dread of dying, 
 But to him who ever lives? 
 
 4 Sav'd — the deed shall spread new glory 
 
 Through the shining realms above; 
 Angels sing the pleasing story, 
 All enraptur'd with thy love. 
 HYMN 47. S. M. 
 The convinced and seeking Sinner. 
 
 1 "M/TY former hopes are fled, 
 JLtA My terror now begins; 
 I feel, alas! that I am dead 
 
 In trespasses and sins. 
 
 2 Ah, whither shall I fly? 
 
 I hear the thunder roar; 
 The law proclaims destruction nigh, 
 And vengeance at the door. 
 
 3 When I review my ways, 
 
 I dread impending doom; 
 d2 
 
48 PENITENTIAL. 
 
 But sure, a friendly whisper says, 
 " Flee from the wrath to come." 
 
 4 I see, or think I see, 
 
 A glimmering from afar; 
 A beam of day that shines for me, 
 To save me from despair. 
 
 5 Forerunner of the sun, 
 
 It marks the Pilgrim's way; 
 I'll gaze upon it while I run, 
 And watch the rising day. 
 
 HYMN 48. C. M. 
 Seeking Pardon. 
 
 1 "I TTOW sad our state by nature is! 
 
 1 I Our sin, how deep it stains! 
 And Satan binds our captive minds 
 Fast in his slavish chains. 
 
 2 But there's a voice of so v 'reign grace 
 
 Sounds from the sacred word; 
 Ho! ye despairing sinners come! 
 And trust upon the Lord. 
 
 3 My soul obeys th' Almighty call, 
 
 And runs to this relief; 
 I would believe thy promise, Lord, 
 
 «>! help mine unbelief, 
 the dear fountain of thy blood, 
 Incarnate God, I fly; 
 Here let me wash my spotted soul 
 From crimes of deepest dye. 
 5 Stretch out thine arm, victorious king, 
 My reigning sins subdue; 
 Drive the old dragon from his seat, 
 With all his hellish crew. 
 
PENITENTIAL. 49 
 
 6 A guilty, weak, and helpless worm, 
 On thy kind arms I fall; 
 Be thou my strength and righteousness, 
 My Jesus, and my all! 
 
 HYMN 49. C. M. 
 
 Seeking Renewing Grace. 
 
 1 1 JOW helpless guilty nature lies, 
 
 1 I Unconscious of its load! 
 The heart unchang'd can never rise 
 To happiness and God. 
 
 2 The will perverse, the passions blind, 
 
 In paths of ruin stray: 
 Reason debas'd can never find 
 The safe, the narrow way. 
 
 3 Can aught beneath a power divine 
 
 The stubborn will subdue? 
 'Tis thine, Almighty Saviour, thine 
 To form the heart anew. 
 
 4 'Tis frhine the passions to recall, 
 
 And upwards bid them rise; 
 
 And make the scales of error fall 
 
 From reason's darken'd eyes; 
 
 5 To chase the shades of death away 
 
 And bid the sinner live; 
 A beam of Heaven, a vital ray, 
 'Tis thine alone to give. 
 
 6 O change these wretched hearts of ours, 
 
 And give them life divine! 
 Then shall our passions and our powers, 
 Almighty Lord, be thine. 
 
50, 5 1 CONVERSION. 
 
 HYMN 50. L. M. 
 Ji Sinner submiting to God. 
 
 1 % MTEARY of struggling with my pain, 
 
 ff Hopeless to burst this sinful chain, 
 At length I give the contest o'er, 
 And seek to free myself no more. 
 
 2 From my own works at last I cease — 
 God that creates must seal my peace; 
 Fruitless my toil, and vain my care, 
 Unless thy sov'reign grace I share. 
 
 3 Lord, I despair myself to heal; 
 I see my sin but do not feel; 
 Nor shall I till thy Spirit blow, 
 And bid th' obedient waters flow. 
 
 4 'Tis thine a heart of flesh to give, 
 Thy gifts I only can receive; 
 Here then to thee I all resign, — 
 
 To draw, redeem, and seal is thine. • 
 
 HYMN 51. P.M. 8,7,4. 
 The Surrender. 
 
 1 "^HETELCOME, welcome, dear Redeemer, 
 
 ff Welcome to this heart of mine: 
 Lord, I make a full surrender, 
 
 Ev'ry pow'r and thought be thine, 
 
 Thine eternally, 
 Thro' eternal ages thine. 
 
 2 Known to all to be thy mansion, 
 
 Earth and hell will disappear; 
 Or in vain attempt possession, 
 
 When they find the Lord is near — 
 Shout, O Zion.' 
 Shout, ye saints, the Lord is here! 
 
CONVERSION. 52, 53 
 
 HYMN 52. L. M. 
 Joy in Heaven over a repenting Sinner. 
 
 1 "WM7HO can describe the joys that rise, 
 
 yf Through all the courts of paradise, 
 To see a prodigal return, 
 To see an heir of glory born? 
 
 2 With joy the Father doth approve 
 The fruit of his eternal love; 
 
 The Son with joy looks down and sees, 
 The purchase of his agonies. 
 
 3 The Spirit takes delight to view 
 The holy soul he form'd anew; 
 And saints and angels join to sing 
 The growing empire of their King. 
 
 HYMN 53. C. M. 
 
 Joy over Conversion. 
 
 1 ^kH, how divine, how sweet the joy, 
 \J When but one sinner turns, 
 And with a humble, broken heart, 
 
 His sins and errors mourns! 
 
 2 Pleas'd with the news the saints below, 
 
 In songs their tongues employ; 
 Beyond the skies the tidings go, 
 And heav'n is fill'd with joy. 
 
 3 Well pleas'd, the Father sees and hears 
 
 The conscious sinner's moan; 
 
 Jesus receives him in his arms, 
 
 And claims him for his own. 
 
 4 Nor angels can their joys contain, 
 
 But kindle with new fire: 
 " The sinner lost is found," they sing, 
 And strike the sounding- lyre. 
 
54, 55 THE CONVERT. 
 
 The Convert. 
 
 HYMN 54. L. M. 
 Penitential gratitude. 
 
 1 II ISE, O my soul, the hours review, 
 M\) When aw'd by guilt and fear, 
 
 To Heav'n for grace thou durst not sue, 
 And found no rescue here: 
 
 2 Thy tears are dri'd, thy griefs are fled, 
 
 Dispell'd each bitter care; 
 For Heav'n itself has lent its aid 
 To save thee from despair. 
 
 3 Hear, then, O God! thy work fulfil, 
 
 And, from thy mercy's throne, 
 Vouchsafe me strength to do thy will 
 And to resist mine own. 
 
 4 So shall my soul each pow'r employ 
 
 Thy mercy to adore; 
 While Heav'n itself proclaims with joy — 
 " One pardon'd sinner more!" 
 
 HYMN 55. L. M. 
 
 The Convert's grateful acknowledgment. 
 
 1 ItJY soul, with humble fervour raise 
 lv I To God the voice of grateful praise, 
 And every mental pow'r combine, 
 
 To bless his attributes divine. 
 
 2 Deep on my heart let mem'ry trace 
 His acts of mercy and of grace; 
 Who, with a Father's tender care, 
 Sav'd me when sinking in despair; 
 
THE CONVERT. 56, 57 
 
 3 Gave my repentant soul to prove 
 The joy of his forgiving love; 
 Pour'd balm into my bleeding breast, 
 And led my weary feet to rest. 
 
 HYMN 56. P. M. 7. 
 Choosing the heritage of God's people. 
 
 1 X> EOPLE of the livin S God! 
 
 WL I have sought the world around, 
 Paths of sin and sorrow trod, 
 
 Peace and comfort no where found: 
 Now to you my spirit turns, 
 
 Turns, — a fugitive unblest; 
 Brethren ! where your altar burns, 
 
 Oh, receive me into rest. 
 
 2 Lonely I no longer roam, 
 
 Like the cloud, the wind, the wave, 
 Where you dwell shall be my home, 
 
 Where you die shall be my grave; 
 Mine the God whom you adore — 
 
 Your Redeemer shall be mine; 
 Earth can fill my soul no more, 
 
 Every idol I resign. 
 
 HYMN 57. L. M. 
 The Returning Shiner. 
 
 1 lilAR from thy fold, my God, my feet 
 r Once mov'd in error's devious maze, 
 
 Nor found religious duties sweet, 
 Nor sought thy face, nor lov'd thy ways. 
 
 2 With tend'rest voice thou badst me flee 
 
 The paths which thou could'st ne'er ap- 
 prove; 
 And gently drew my soul to thee, 
 With cords of sweet, eternal love. 
 

 58 THE CONVERT. 
 
 3 Now to thy footstool, Lord, I fly, 
 
 And low in self-abasement fall; 
 A vile, a helpless worm, I lie, 
 And thou, my God, art all in all. 
 
 4 Dearer, far dearer to my heart, 
 
 Than all the joys that earth can give; 
 From fame, from wealth, from friends I'd 
 part, 
 Beneath thy countenance to live. 
 
 5 And when, in smiling friendship drest, 
 
 Death bids me quit this mortal frame, 
 Gently reclin'd on Jesus' breast, 
 
 My latest breath shall bless his name. 
 
 6 Then my unfetter'd soul shall rise, 
 
 And soar above yon starry spheres. 
 Join the full chorus of the skies, 
 
 And sing thy praise through endless years 
 
 HYMN 58. P. M. 8, 7. 
 A Miracle of Grace. 
 
 1 XTTAIL, my ever blessed Jesus, 
 JJL Only thee I wish to sing; 
 To my soul thy name is precious, 
 
 Thou my Prophet, Priest, and King. 
 
 2 Oh, what mercy flows from heav'n, 
 
 Oh, what joy and happiness! 
 Love I much? — I've much forgiv'n— 
 I'm a miracle of grace. 
 
 3 Once, with Adam's race in ruin, 
 
 Unconcern'd in sin I lay; 
 Swift destruction still pursuing, 
 Till my Saviour pass'd that way. 
 
 4 Witness, all ye hosts of heav'n, 
 
 My Redeemer's tenderness! 
 
THE CONVERT. 59 
 
 Love 1 much? — I've much forgiven — 
 
 I'm a miracle of grace. 
 Shout, ye bright angelic choir; 
 
 Praise the Lamb enthron'd above; 
 While, astonish'd, I admire 
 
 God's free grace and boundless love. 
 That bless'd moment I receiv'd him, 
 
 Fill'd my soul with joy and peace; 
 Love I much? — I've much forgiv'n — 
 
 I'm a miracle of grace. 
 
 HYMN 59. L. M. 
 
 Distinguishing Grace acknowledged. 
 
 I HEAR a voice that comes from far; 
 From Calvary it sounds abroad; 
 It soothes my soul, and culms my fear: 
 
 It speaks of pardon bought with blood. 
 And is it true that many fly 
 
 The sound that bids my soul rejoice; 
 And rather choose in sin to die, 
 
 Than turn an ear to mercy's voice? 
 Alas for those! — the day is near, 
 
 When mercy will be heard no more; 
 Then will they ask in vain to hear 
 
 The voice they would not hear before. 
 With such, I own, I once appear'd 
 
 But now I know how great their lo! 
 For sweeter sounds were never heard 
 
 Than mercy utters from the cross. 
 But let me not forget to own, 
 
 Tha* if I differ aught from those, 
 'Tis due to sov'reign grace alone, 
 
 That oft selects its proudest foes. 
 
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60, 61 THE CONVERT. 
 
 HYMN 60. C. M. 
 
 Asking the Way to Zion. 
 
 1 TNQUIRE, ye pilgrims, for the way, 
 
 1 That leads to Zion's hill, 
 And thither set your steady face, 
 With a determin'd will. 
 
 2 Invite the strangers all around, 
 
 Your pious march to join; 
 And spread the sentiments you feel 
 Of faith and love divine. 
 
 3 Oh, come, and to his temple haste, 
 
 And seek his favour there; 
 Before his footstool humbly bow, 
 And pour your fervent pray'r! 
 
 4 Oh, come, and join your souls to God 
 
 In everlasting bands; 
 Accept the blessings he bestows, 
 With thankful hearts and hands. 
 HYMN 61. L. M. 
 Not ashamed of Jesus. 
 
 1 TESUS! and shall it ever be, 
 
 9 J A mortal man asham'd of thee! 
 Asham'd of thee, whom angels praise, 
 Whose glories shine thro' endless days. 
 
 2 Asham'd of Jesus! — sooner far 
 Let ev'ning blush to own a star: 
 He sheds the beams of light divine 
 O'er this benighted soul of mine. 
 
 3 Asham'd of Jesus! — just as soon 
 Let midnight be asham'd of noon; 
 'Tis midnight with my soul till He, 
 Bright morning Star, bid darkness flee. 
 
THE CONVERT. 62 
 
 4 Asham'd of Jesus! — that dear friend, 
 On whom my hopes of heav'n depend! 
 No! when I blush, be this my shame, 
 That I no more revere his name. 
 
 5 Asham'd of Jesus! — yes I may — 
 When I've no guilt to wash away — 
 No tear to wipe — no good to crave — 
 No fear to quell — no soul to save. 
 
 6 Till then— nor is my boasting vain — 
 Till then I boast a Saviour slain! 
 And Oh, may this my glory be, 
 That Christ is not asham'd of me! 
 
 HYMN 62. L. M. 
 
 Renewal of Self Dedication. 
 
 1 |~k HAPPY day, that fix'd my choice 
 \J On thee, my Saviour, and my God! 
 Well may this glowing heart rejoice, 
 And tell its raptures all abroad. 
 
 2 O happy bond, that seals my vows 
 To him who merits all my love! 
 Let cheerful anthems fill his house, 
 While to that sacred shrine I move. 
 
 3 'Tis done: — the great transaction's done; 
 I am my Lord's, and he is mine: 
 
 He drew me — and I follow'd on — 
 Charm'd to confess the voice divine. 
 
 4 Now rest, my long-divided heart, 
 Fix'd on this blissful centre, rest; 
 With ashes who would grudge to part, 
 When call'd on angels' bread to feast? 
 
 5 High heav'n, that heard the solemn vow, 
 That vow renew'd shall daily hear: 
 
63, 64 THE CONVERT. 
 
 Till in life's latest hour I bow, 
 And bless in death a bond so clear. 
 
 HYMN 63. C. M. 
 Deliverance from Evil Companions. 
 
 1 V 11HE giddy world, with flatt'ring tongue, 
 
 M Had charm'd my soul astray, 
 And lur'd my heedless feet to death, 
 Along the flow'ry way. 
 
 2 My heart, with agonizing pray'r, 
 
 Besought the Lord to save; 
 Unseen, he seiz'd my trembling hand, 
 And brought me from the grave. 
 
 3 He broke the charm, which drew my feet 
 
 To darkness and the dead: 
 From lips profane, and tongues impure, 
 With quiv'ring steps I fled. 
 
 4 Homeward I flew to find my God, 
 
 And seek his face divine, 
 Restor'd to peace, to hope, to life, 
 To Zion's friends and mine. 
 
 HYMN 64. C. M. 
 
 Christian Fello ivship . 
 
 1 ^k^R souls, by love together knit, 
 \J Cemented, mixt in one, 
 
 One hope, one heart, one mind, one voice, 
 'Tis heav'n on earth begun. 
 
 2 Our hearts have often burn'd within, 
 
 And glow'd with sacred fire, 
 While Jesus spoke, and fed, and blest, 
 And filTd th' enlarg'd desire. 
 
 3 The little cloud increases still, 
 
 The heav'ns are big with rain; 
 
THE CONVERT. 65 
 
 We haste to catch the teeming show'r, 
 
 And all its moisture drain. 
 A rill, a stream, a torrent flows ! 
 
 But pour a mighty flood; 
 Oh! sweep the nations, shake the earth, 
 
 'Till all proclaim thee God. 
 
 And when thou mak'st thy jewels up, 
 
 And sett'st thy starry crown; 
 When all thy sparkling gems shall shine, 
 
 Proclaim'd by thee thine own; 
 May we, a little band of love, 
 
 We sinners, sav'd by grace, 
 From glory unto glory chang'd, 
 
 Behold thee face to face. 
 
 HYMN 65. L. M. 
 
 Christian Fellowship. 
 
 HOW blest the sacred tie that binds, 
 In union sweet, according minds! 
 How swift the heav'nly course they run, 
 Whose hearts and faith and hopes are one. 
 
 To each, the soul of each how dear! 
 What jealous love, what holy fear! 
 How doth the gen'rous flame within 
 Refine from earth, and cleanse from sin ! 
 Their streaming eyes together flow, 
 For human guilt and mortal wo; 
 Their ardent pray'rs together rise, 
 Like mingling flames in sacrifice. 
 
 Together oft they seek the place, 
 Where God reveals his awful face; — 
 At length they meet in realms above, 
 A heav'n of joy — because of love. 
 

 66, 67 SALVATION BY GRACE. 
 
 Salvation by Grace. 
 
 HYMN 66. C. M. 
 Salvation by Grace. 
 
 1 1^1 RACE! 'tis a charming sound; 
 \Jf Harmonious to the ear! 
 Heav'n with the echo shall resound, 
 
 And all the earth shall hear. 
 
 2 Grace first contriv'd the way 
 
 To save rebellious man; 
 And all the steps that grace display, 
 Which drew the wond'rous plan. 
 
 3 Grace led my roving feet 
 
 To tread the heav'nly road; 
 And new supplies each hour, I meet, 
 While pressing on to God. 
 
 4 Grace all the work shall crown, 
 
 Through everlasting days; 
 It lays in heav'n the topmost stone, 
 And well deserves the praise. 
 
 HYMN 67. P. M. 11,8. 
 Election. 
 
 1 TN songs of sublime adoration and praise; 
 
 1 Ye pilgrims, for Zion who press, 
 Break forth and extol the great Ancient of 
 days, 
 His rich and distinguishing grace. 
 
 2 His love from eternity fix'd upon you — 
 
 Broke forth and discover'd its flame, 
 When each with the cords of his kindness 
 
 he drew, 
 And brought you to love his great name. 
 
SALVATION BY GRACE. 68 
 
 3 O, had not he pity'd the state you were in, 
 
 Your bosoms his love had ne'er felt: 
 You all would have liv'd, would have died 
 too in sin, 
 And sunk with the load of your guilt. 
 
 4 What was there in you that could merit 
 
 esteem, 
 Or give the Creator delight? 
 'Twas " Even so, Father," you ever must 
 
 sing, 
 " Because it seem'd good in thy sight." 
 
 5 Then give all the glory to his holy name, 
 
 To him all the glory belongs: 
 Be yours the high joy still to sound forth his 
 
 fame, 
 And crown him in each of your songs. 
 
 HYMN 68. P. M. 11. 
 Precious Promises. 
 
 1 1 TOW firm a foundation, ye saints of the 
 XX Lord, 
 
 Is laid for your faith in his excellent word! 
 What more can he say than to you he hath 
 
 said, 
 Who unto the Saviour for refuge have fled: 
 
 2 " Fear not, I am with thee, O be not dis- 
 
 may'd, 
 For I am thy God, and will still give thee aid; 
 I'll strengthen thee, help thee, and cause thee 
 
 to stand, 
 Upheld by my righteous, omnipotent hand. 
 
 3 When thro' the deep waters I call thee to go, 
 The rivers of sorrow shall not overflow; 
 
69 GRACES OF THE SPIRIT. 
 
 For I will be with thee thy troubles to bless, 
 And sanctify to thee thy deepest distress. 
 
 4 When thro' fiery trials thy pathway shall lie, 
 My grace all-sufficient shall be thy supply; 
 The flame shall not hurt thee, I only design 
 Thy dross to consume, and thy gold to refine. 
 
 5 E'en down to old age, all my people shall 
 
 prove 
 
 My sov'reign, eternal, unchangeable love; 
 
 And then, when grey hairs shall their tem- 
 ples adorn, 
 
 Like lambs they shall still in my bosom be 
 borne. 
 
 6 " The soul that on Jesus hath lean'd for 
 
 repose, 
 I will not, I will not desert to his foes; 
 That soul, tho' all hell should endeavour to 
 
 shake, 
 I'll never — no never — no never forsake." 
 
 Graces of the Spirit. 
 
 HYMN 69. C. M. 
 
 Hie Power of Faith. 
 
 FAITH adds new charms to earthly bliss, 
 And saves me from its snares; 
 Us aid in cv'ry duty brings, 
 And softens all my cares: 
 
 Extinguishes the thirst of sin, 
 
 And lights the sacred fire 
 Of love to God and hcav'nly things, 
 
 And feeds the pure desire. 
 
GRACES OF THE SPIRIT. 70 
 
 The wounded conscience knows ils pow'r, 
 
 The healing balm to give; 
 That balm the saddest heart can cheer, 
 
 And make the dying live. 
 
 Wide it unveils celestial worlds, 
 Where deathless pleasures reign; 
 
 And bids me seek my portion there, 
 Nor bids me seek in vain. 
 
 HYMN 70. L. P. M. 
 Confidence in the Mediator, 
 THEN gath 'ring clouds around I view, 
 
 ■w 
 
 And days are dark, and friends are few, 
 On him I lean, who, not in vain, 
 Experienc'd ev'ry human pain; 
 He feels my griefs, he sees my fears, 
 And counts and treasures up my tears. 
 
 2 If aught should tempt my soul to stray 
 From heav'nly wisdom's narrow way, 
 To fly the good I would pursue, 
 
 Or do the ill I would not do; 
 
 Still he, who felt temptation's pow'r, 
 
 Shall guard me in that dang'rous hour. 
 
 3 When vexing thoughts within me rise, 
 And, sore dismay'd, my spirit dies; 
 Then he, who once vouchsaf'd to bear 
 The sick'ning anguish of despair, 
 Shall sweetly soothe, shall gently dry, 
 The throbbing heart, the streaming eye. 
 
 4 When sorrowing o'er some stone I bend, 
 Which covers all that was a friend, 
 And from his voice, his hand, his smile, 
 Divides me for a little while: 
 
71 GRACES OF THE SPIRIT. 
 
 Thou, Saviour, seest the tears I shed, 
 For thou didst weep o'er Laz'rus dead. 
 
 5 And oh! when I have safely past 
 Through ev'ry conflict but the last, 
 Still, still unchanging, watch beside 
 My bed of death — for thou hast died: 
 Then point to realms of endless day, 
 And wipe the latest tear away. 
 
 HYMN 71. C. M. 
 Love to God. 
 
 1 1 ~JTAPPY the heart where graces reign, 
 
 I I Where love inspires the breast: 
 Love is the brightest of the train, 
 And strengthens all the rest. 
 
 2 Knowledge, alas! 'tis all in vain, 
 
 And all in vain our fear; 
 Our stubborn sins will fight and reign, 
 If love be absent there. 
 
 3 'Tis love that makes our cheerful feet 
 
 In swift obedience move; 
 The devils know, and tremble too; 
 But Satan cannot love. 
 
 4 This is the grace that lives and sings, 
 
 When faith and hope shall cease; 
 'Tis this shall strike our joyful strings 
 In the sweet realms of bliss. 
 
 5 Before we quite forsake our clay, 
 
 Or leave this dark abode, 
 The wings of love bear us away 
 To see our smiling God. 
 
GRACES OF THE SPIRIT. 72, 73 
 
 HYMN 72. L. M. 
 Hatred of Sin. 
 
 1 ^\H, could I find some peaceful bow'r 
 \J Where sin has neither place nor pow'r; 
 This traitor vile I fain would shun, 
 
 But cannot from his presence run. 
 
 2 When to the throne of grace I flee, 
 He stands between my God and me; 
 Where'er I rove, where'er I rest, 
 
 I feel him working in my breast. 
 
 3 When I attempt to soar above, 
 To view the heights of Jesus' love; 
 This monster seems to mount the skies, 
 And veils his glory from my eyes. 
 
 4 Lord, free me from this deadly foe, 
 Which keeps my faith and hope so low; 
 I long to dwell in heav'n my home, 
 Where, not one sinful thought can come. 
 
 HYMN 73. S. M. 
 
 Holy mourning for Sin. 
 
 1 T^ID Christ o'er sinners weep? 
 JLF And shall our cheeks be dry? 
 Let floods of penitential grief 
 
 Burst forth from ev'ry eye. 
 
 2 The Son of God in tears, 
 
 Angels with wonder see! 
 Be thou astonish'd, O my soul, 
 He shed those tears for thee. 
 
 3 He wept, that we might weep; 
 
 Each sin demands a tear: 
 In heav'n alone no sin is found, 
 And there's no weeping there. 
 
74 GRACES OF THE SPIRIT. 
 
 HYMN 74. P. M. 6, 8. 
 Spiritual Peace. 
 
 1 £^\ OME heav'nly peace of mind, 
 \J I sigh for thy return; 
 
 I seek, but cannot find 
 
 The joys for which I mourn; 
 
 Ah! where's the Saviour now, 
 Whose smiles I once possess'd? 
 
 Till he return, I bow, 
 
 By heaviest grief oppress'd; 
 
 My days of happiness are gone, 
 
 And I am left to weep alone. 
 
 2 I tried each earthl^charm — 
 
 In pleasure's haunts I stray'd — 
 I sought its soothing balm — 
 
 I ask'd the world its aid; 
 But ah! no balm it had 
 
 To heal a wounded breast, 
 And I forlorn and sad, 
 
 Must seek another rest; 
 My days of happiness are gone, 
 And I am left to weep alone. 
 
 3 Where can the mourner go, 
 
 And tell his tale of grief? 
 Ah! who can soothe his wo, 
 
 And give him sweet relief? 
 Thou, Jesus! canst impart, 
 
 By thy long wish'd return, 
 Ease to this wounded heart, 
 
 And bid me cease to mourn; 
 Then shall this night of sorrow flee, 
 And I rejoice, my Lord, in thee. 
 
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 GRACES OF THE SPIRIT. 75, 76 
 
 HYMN 75. S. M. 
 
 Confidence and Submission. 
 
 IVE to the winds thy fears; 
 Hope, and be undismay'd; 
 God hears thy sighs, and counts thy tears, 
 God shall lift up thy head. 
 
 Through waves, and clouds, and storms, 
 
 He gently clears thy way; 
 Wait thou his time; so shall the night 
 
 Soon end in joyous day. 
 
 He ev'ry where hath way, 
 
 And ail things serve his might; 
 
 His ev'ry act pure blessing is — 
 His path unsullied light. 
 
 When he makes bare his arm, 
 
 What shall his work withstand? 
 When he his people's cause defends, 
 
 Who, who shall stay his hand? 
 Leave to his sov'reign sway 
 
 To choose, and to command; 
 With wonder fill'd, thou then shalt own 
 
 How wise, how strong his hand. 
 Thou comprehend'st him not, 
 
 Yet earth, and heav'n tell, 
 God sits as sov'reign on the throne — 
 
 He ruleth all things well. 
 
 HYMN 76. S. M. 
 Heavenly Joy on Earth. 
 
 COME, we who love the Lord, 
 And let our joys be known; 
 
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77 GRACES OF THE SPIRIT. 
 
 Join in a song with sweet accord, 
 And thus surround the throne — 
 
 2 Let those refuse to sing, 
 
 Who never knew our God; 
 But fav'rites of the heav'nly King 
 Should speak their joys abroad. 
 
 3 The men of grace have found 
 
 Glory begun below, 
 Celestial fruits on earthly ground, 
 From faith and hope may grow. 
 
 4 The hill of Zion yields 
 
 A thousand sacred sweets, 
 Before we reach the heav'nly fields, 
 Or walk the golden streets. 
 
 5 Then let our songs abound, 
 
 And ev'ry tear be dry; 
 We're marching thro' Immanuel's ground 
 To fairer worlds on high. 
 
 HYMN 77. CM. 
 
 Hope in Trouble. 
 
 1 % MTHEN musing sorrow weeps the past, 
 
 f f And mourns the present pain, 
 'Tis sweet to think of peace at last, 
 And feel that death is gain. 
 
 2 'Tis not that murm'ring thoughts arise, 
 
 And dread a Father's will; 
 'Tis not that meek submission flics, 
 And would not suffer still. 
 
 3 It is that heav'n-born faith surveys 
 
 The path that leads to light, 
 And longs her eagle plumes to raise, 
 And lose herself in sight. 
 
GRACES OF THE SPIRIT. 78 
 
 It is that hope with ardour glows, 
 
 To see him face to face, 
 Whose dying love no language knows 
 
 Sufficient art to trace. 
 It is that harass'd conscience feels 
 
 The pangs of struggling sin; 
 And sees, though far, the hand that heals, 
 
 And ends the strife within. 
 O let me wing my hallow'd flight, 
 
 From earthborn woe and care; 
 And soar above these clouds of night, 
 
 My Saviour's bliss to share. 
 
 HYMN 78. P. M. 7. 
 Self Examination. 
 'FT^IS a point I long to know, 
 
 I Oft it causes anxious thought: — 
 Do I love the Lord, or no? 
 Am I his, or am I not? 
 If I love, why am I thus? 
 Why this dull, this lifeless frame? 
 Hardly, sure, can they be worse, 
 Who have never heard his name. 
 Could my heart so hard remain, 
 Pray'r a task and burden prove — 
 Ev'ry trifle give me pain — 
 If I knew a Saviour's love? 
 
 When I turn my eyes within, 
 All is dark, and vain, and wild; 
 Fill'd with unbelief and sin — 
 Can I deem myself a child? 
 If I pray, or hear, or read, 
 Sin is mix'd with all I do; 
 
79 GRACES OF THE SPIRIT. 
 
 You, who love the Lord indeed, 
 Tell me — is it so with you? 
 
 6 Yet I mourn my stubborn will, 
 Find my sin a grief and thrall; 
 Should I grieve for what I feel, 
 If I did not love at all? 
 
 7 Could I joy his saints to meet, 
 Choose the ways I once abhorr'd — 
 Find, at times, the promise sweet, 
 If I did not love the Lord? 
 
 8 Lord, decide the doubtful case! 
 Thou who art thy people's sun; 
 Shine upon thy work of grace, 
 If it be indeed begun. 
 
 9 Let me love thee more and more, 
 If I love at all, I pray; 
 
 If I have not lov'd before, 
 Help me to begin to-day. 
 
 HYMN 79. L. M. 
 Seeking rest in God. 
 
 1 II ETURN, my soul, unto thy rest, 
 Jf%j From vain pursuits, and madd'ning 
 
 cares; 
 From lonely woes that wring thy breast, 
 „ The world's allurements, Satan's snares. 
 
 2 Return unto thy rest, my soul, 
 
 From all the wand'rings of thy thought; 
 From sickness unto death made whole, 
 Safe through a thousand perils brought. 
 
 3 Then to thy rest, my soul, return, 
 From passions ev'ry hour at strife. 
 
THE CHRISTIAN LIFE. 80 
 
 Sin's works, and ways, and wages spurn; 
 Lay hold upon eternal life. 
 God is thy rest, with heart inclin'd 
 To keep his word, that word believe; 
 Christ is thy rest, — with lowly mind, 
 His light and easy yoke receive. 
 
 The Christian Life. 
 
 HYMN 80. L. M. 
 lndivelling Sin. 
 
 WHAT jarring natures dwell within; 
 Imperfect grace, remaining sin! 
 Not this can reign, nor that prevail, 
 Tho' each by turns my heart assail. 
 Now I complain, and groan, and die: 
 Now raise my songs of triumph high; 
 Sing a rebellious passion slain, 
 Or mourn to feel it live again. 
 
 One happy hour beholds me rise, 
 Borne upwards to my native skies: 
 When faith assists my soaring flight, 
 To realms of joy and worlds of light. 
 Scarce a few hours or minutes roll, 
 Ere earth reclaims my captive soul; 
 I feel its sympathetic force, 
 And headlong urge my downward course. 
 
 How short the joys thy visits give! 
 How long thine absence, Lord, I grieve! 
 What clouds obscure my rising sun, 
 Or interrupt its rays at noon! 
 i Great God, assist me through the fight, 
 Make me to triumph in thy might; 
 f2 
 
81 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE. 
 
 Thou the desponding heart can'st raise, 
 The vict'ry mine, and thine the praise. 
 
 HYMN 81. S. M. 
 Conflict between Sin and Grace. 
 
 1 T| r WOULD, but cannot sing; 
 
 1 I would, but cannot pray: 
 For Satan meets me when I try, 
 And frights my soul away. 
 
 2 I would, but can't repent, 
 
 Though I endeavour oft; 
 This stony heart can ne'er relent, 
 Till Jesus make it soft. 
 
 3 I would, but cannot love, 
 
 Tho' woo'd by love divine; 
 No arguments have pow'r to move 
 A soul so base as mine. 
 
 4 I would, but cannot rest 
 
 In God's most holy will; 
 I know what he appoints is best, 
 Yet murmur at it still. 
 
 5 O could I but believe! 
 
 Then all would easy be: 
 I would, but cannot — Lord, relieve, 
 My help must come from thee! 
 
 6 But if, indeed, I would, 
 
 Though I can nothing do; 
 Yet the desire is something good, 
 For which my praise is due. 
 
 7 By nature prone to ill, 
 
 Till thine appointed hour, 
 I was as destitute of will 
 As now I am of pow'r. 
 
THE CHRISTIAN LIFE. 82 
 
 8 Wilt thou not crown at length 
 The work thou hast begun? 
 And with a will afford me strength, 
 In all thy ways to run? 
 
 HYMN 82. P. M. 7. 
 In Temptation flying to Christ. 
 
 1 1~ESUS, lover of my soul, 
 J Let me to thy bosom fly, 
 While the billows near me roll, 
 
 While the tempest still is high; 
 Hide me, O my Saviour, hide, 
 
 Till the storm of life be past; 
 Safe into the haven guide, 
 
 Oh, receive my soul at last! 
 
 2 Other refuge have I none, 
 
 Lo! I, helpless, hang on thee: 
 Leave, Oh, leave me riot alone, 
 
 Lest I basely shrink and flee: 
 Thou art all my trust and aid, 
 
 All my help from thee I bring; 
 Cover my defenceless head 
 
 With the shadow of thy wing! 
 
 3 Thou, O Christ, art all I want; 
 
 Boundless love in thee I find: 
 Raise the fallen, cheer the faint, 
 
 Heal the sick, and lead the blind. 
 Just and holy is thy name; 
 
 I am all unrighteousness, 
 Vile and full of sin I am; 
 
 Thou art full of truth and grace. 
 A, Plenteous grace with thee is found, 
 
 Grace to pardon all my sin; 
 Let the healing streams abound, 
 
 Make and keep me pure within. 
 
83, 84 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE. 
 
 Thou of life the fountain art, 
 Freely let me take of thee: 
 Reign, O Lord, within my heart, 
 Reign to all eternity. 
 
 HYMN 83. C. M. 
 In Distress pleading with God. 
 \ /^kH, that I knew the secret place, 
 \j Where I might find my God! 
 I'd spread my wants before his face, 
 And pour my woes abroad. 
 
 2 I'd tell him how my sins arise, 
 
 What sorrows I sustain; 
 How grace decays, and comfort dies, 
 And leaves my heart in pain. 
 
 3 He knows what arguments I'd take 
 
 To wrestle with my God; 
 I'd plead for his own mercy's sake, 
 And for my Saviour's blood. 
 
 4 My God will pity my complaints, 
 
 And heal my broken bones; 
 He takes the meaning of his saints, 
 The language of their groans. 
 
 5 Arise, my soul, from deep distress, 
 
 And banish every fear; 
 He calls thee to his throne of grace, 
 To spread thy sorrows there. 
 HYMN 84. P. M. 7. 
 In Darkness. 
 1 ^VNCE I thought my mountain strong, 
 \j Firmly fix'd no more to move; 
 Then my Saviour was my song, 
 Then my soul was filPd with love; 
 
THE CHRISTIAN LIFE. 85 
 
 Those were happy, golden days. 
 Sweetly spent in pray'r and praise. 
 3 Little, then, myself I knew, 
 
 Little thought of Satan's pow'r; 
 Now I feel my sins anew; 
 
 Now I feel the stormy hour! 
 Sin has put my joys to flight; 
 Sin has turn'd my day to night. 
 3 Saviour, shine and cheer my soul, 
 
 Bid my dying hopes revive; 
 Make my wounded spirit whole, 
 
 Far away the tempter drive; 
 Speak the word and set me free, 
 Let me live alone to thee. 
 
 HYMN 85. CM. 
 
 Making God a refuge in trouble. 
 
 1 T^EAR refuge of my weary soul, 
 JLF On thee, when sorrows rise, 
 On thee, when waves of trouble roll, 
 
 My fainting hope relies. 
 
 2 To thee I tell each rising grief, 
 
 For thou alone cans't heal; 
 Thy word can bring a sweet relief 
 For ev'ry pain I feel. 
 
 3 But O! when gloomy doubts prevail, 
 
 I fear to call thee mine; 
 The springs of comfort seem to fail, 
 And all my hopes decline. 
 
 4 Yet, gracious God, where shall I flee? 
 
 Thou art my only trust; 
 And still my soul would cleave to thee, 
 Tho' prostrate in the dust. 
 
86, 87 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE. 
 
 HYMN 86. P. M. 7. 
 The Christian Pilgrim encouraged. 
 
 1 ipiLGRIM, burden'd with thy sin, 
 
 \T Haste to Zion's gate to-day; 
 There, till mercy let thee in, 
 
 Knock, and weep, and watch, and pray. 
 
 2 Knock — for mercy lends an ear; 
 
 Weep — she marks the sinner's sigh; 
 Watch — till heav'nly light appear; 
 Pray — she hears the mourner's cry. 
 
 3 Mourning Pilgrim! what for thee 
 
 In this world can now remain? 
 Seek that world from which shall flee 
 Sorrow, shame, and tears and pain. 
 
 4 Sorrow shall forever fly; 
 
 Shame shall never enter there; 
 Tears be wip'd from every eye; 
 Pain in endless bliss expire. 
 
 HYMN 87. P. M. 8, 7, 4. 
 Hope encouraged. 
 1 f\ My soul, what means this sadness? 
 %J Wherefore art thou thus cast down? 
 Let thy griefs be turned to gladness; 
 Bid thy restless fears begone; 
 
 Look to Jesus, 
 And rejoice in his dear name. 
 3 What though Satan's strong temptations 
 Vex and grieve thee day by day; 
 And thy sinful inclinations 
 Often fill thee with dismay; 
 
 Thou shalt conquer — 
 Thro' the Lamb's redeeming blood. 
 
THE CHRISTIAN LIFE. 88 
 
 Tho' ten thousand ills beset thee, 
 
 From without and from within; 
 Jesus saith he'll ne'er forget thee; 
 
 But will save from hell and sin: 
 He is faithful 
 
 To perform his gracious word. 
 Tho' distresses now attend thee, 
 
 And thou tread'st the thorny road; 
 His right hand shall still defend thee; 
 
 Soon he'll bring thee home to God! 
 Therefore praise him — 
 
 Praise the great Redeemer's name. 
 Oh, that I could now adore him, 
 
 Like the heav'nly host above, 
 Who forever bow before him, 
 
 And unceasing sing his love! 
 Happy songsters! 
 
 When shall I your chorus join? 
 
 HYMN 88. L. M. 
 Darkness removed. 
 
 WHEN darkness long has veil'd my 
 mind, 
 And smiling day once more appears; 
 Then, my Redeemer! then I find 
 The folly of my doubts and fears. 
 
 I chide my unbelieving heart; 
 And blush that I should ever be 
 Thus prone to act so base a part, 
 Or harbour one hard thought of thee. 
 O, let me then, at length, be taught 
 (What I am still so slow to learn,) 
 
&& THE CHRISTIAN LIFE. 
 
 That God is love, and changes not, 
 Nor knows the shadow of a turn. 
 
 4 Sweet truth, and easy to repeat; 
 But when my faith is sharply tried, 
 I find myself a learner yet, — 
 Unskilful, weak, and apt to slide. 
 
 5 But, O my Lord, one look from thee 
 Subdues the disobedient will; 
 Drives doubt and discontent away, 
 And thy rebellious worm is still. 
 
 6 Thou art as ready to forgive, 
 As I am ready to repine, 
 
 Thou therefore all the praise receive; 
 Be shame and self-abhorrence mine. 
 
 HYMN 89. L. M. 
 Life and Safety in Christ alone. 
 
 1 V ■ iHOU only Sov'reign of my heart, 
 
 1 My refuge, my almighty Friend: 
 And can my soul from thee depart, 
 On whom alone my hopes depend? 
 
 2 Whither, ah! whither shall I go, 
 
 A wretched wand'rer from my Lord? 
 Can this dark world of sin and wo, 
 One glimpse of happiness afford? 
 
 3 Thy Name my inmost pow'rs adore; 
 
 Thou art my life, my joy, my care; 
 Depart from thee! — 'tis death — 'tis more, 
 'Tis endless ruin — deep despair! 
 
 4 Low at thy feet my soul would lie; 
 
 Here safety dwells, and peace divine; 
 Still let me live beneath thine eye, 
 For life, eternal life is thine. 
 
THE CHRISTIAN LIFE. 90, 91 
 
 HYMN 90. C. M. 
 
 Love to the Creature is dangerous. 
 
 1 1 FOW vain are all things here below! 
 I | How false, and yet how fair! 
 Each pleasure has its poison too, 
 
 And ev'ry sweet a snare. 
 
 2 The brightest things below the sky 
 
 Give but a flatt'ring light; 
 We should suspect some danger nigh, 
 Where we possess delight. 
 
 3 Our dearest joys, and nearest friends, 
 
 The partners of our blood, 
 How they divide our wav'ring minds, 
 And leave but half for God. 
 
 4 The fondness of a creature's love, 
 
 How strong it strikes the sense! 
 Thither the warm affections move, 
 Nor can we call them thence. 
 
 5 Dear Saviour, let thy beauties be 
 
 My soul's eternal food; 
 And grace command my heart away 
 From all created good. 
 
 HYMN 91. S. M. 
 Jfatchfulness and Prayer. 
 
 1 "1%/TY soul be on thy guard; 
 _1?X_ Ten thousand foes arise; 
 And hosts of sins are pressing hard, 
 
 To draw thee from the skies. 
 
 2 Oh, watch, and fight, and pray, 
 
 The battle ne'er give o'er; 
 
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92, 93 THE CHRISTIAN LI* fe 
 
 Renew it boldly ev'ry clay, 
 
 And help divine implore. 
 3 Ne'er think the vict'ry won, 
 
 Nor once at ease sit down: 
 Thy arduous work will not be done. 
 
 Till thou hast got thy crown. 
 
 HYMN 92. L. M. 
 
 Warning against Slothfulness. 
 
 1 dlk ISRAEL, to thy tents repair; 
 
 \J Why thus secure on hostile ground? 
 Thy Lord commands thee to beware, 
 For many foes thy camp surround. 
 
 2 The trumpet gives a martial strain; 
 O Israel, gird thee for the fight; 
 Arise, the combat to maintain; 
 Arise, and put thy foes to flight. 
 
 3 O! sleep not thou as others do; 
 Awake, be vigilant, be brave; 
 The coward, and the sluggard too, 
 Must wear the fetters of the slave. 
 
 4 A nobler lot is cast for thee, 
 
 A crown awaits thee in the skies I 
 With such a hope, shall Israel flee, 
 And yield through weariness the prize? 
 
 5 No! let a careless world repose, 
 
 And slumber on through life's short day, 
 While Israel to the conflict goes, 
 And bears the glorious prize away. 
 
 HYMN 93. C. M. 
 Ilunning the Christian Race. 
 1 4 WAKE, my soul! stretch ev'ry nerve, 
 f\ And press with vigour on: 
 
THE CHRISTIAN LIFE. 94 
 
 A heav'nly race demands thy zeal, 
 And an immortal crown. 
 3 Tis God's ail animating voice 
 That calls thee from on high: 
 'Tis his own hand presents the prize 
 To thine aspiring eye. 
 
 3 A cloud of witnesses around 
 
 Hold thee in full survey; 
 Forget the steps already trod, 
 And onward urge thy way. 
 
 4 Bless'd Saviour! introduc'd by thee, 
 
 Have we our race begun; 
 And, crown'd with vict'ry, at thy feet 
 We'll lay our laurels down. 
 
 HYMN 94. P. M. 8, 7, 4. 
 The Pilgrim's Guide. 
 \ d^i UIDE me., O thou great Jehovah, 
 \J[ Pilgrim, thro' this barren land; 
 I am weak, but thou art mighty, 
 Hold me with thy powerful hand: 
 
 Bread of heaven, 
 Feed me till I want no more. 
 
 2 Open thou the crystal fountain, 
 
 Whence the healing streams do flow; 
 Let the fiery, cloudy pillar 
 
 Lead me all my journey through: 
 
 Strong Deliv'rer, 
 Be thou still my strength and shield. 
 
 3 When I tread the verge of Jordan, 
 
 Bid my anxious fears subside: 
 Death of death, and hell's destruction, 
 Land me safe on Canaan's side: 
 
95 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE. 
 
 Songs of praises 
 I will ever give to thee. 
 
 HYMN 95. P. M. 8, 7. 
 Forsaking all to follow Christ. 
 
 1 TESUS, I my cross have taken, 
 qJ All to leave and follow thee; 
 Naked, poor, despis'd, forsaken, 
 
 Thou from hence my all shalt be. 
 Perish, every fond ambition, 
 
 All I've sought, or hop'd or known; 
 Yet how rich is my condition, 
 
 God, and heav'n are still my own. 
 
 2 Let the world despise and leave me; 
 
 They have left my Saviour too; 
 Human hearts and looks deceive me, 
 
 Thou art not like them untrue; 
 And whilst thou shalt smile upon me, 
 
 God of wisdom, love, and might, 
 Foes may hate, and friends disown me, 
 
 Show thy face and all is bright. 
 
 3 Go, then, earthly fame, and treasure, 
 
 Come, disaster, scorn, and pain; 
 In thy service, pain is pleasure, 
 
 With thy favour, loss is gain. 
 I have call'd thee Abba, father, 
 
 I have set my heart on thee; 
 Storms may howl, and clouds may gather, 
 
 All must work for good to me. 
 
 4 Man may trouble, and distress me, 
 
 T'will but drive me to thy breast; 
 
 Life with trials hard may press me, 
 Heav'n will bring me sweeter rest. 
 
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 Oh! 'tis not in grief to luirm me: 
 
 While thy love is left to me; 
 Oh! t'were not in joy to charm me, 
 
 Were that joy unmix'd with thee. 
 Soul, then know thy full salvation; 
 
 Rise o'er sin, and fear, and care; 
 Joy to find in every station, 
 
 Something still to do, or bear. 
 Think what spirit dwells within thee; 
 
 Think what father's smiles are thine; 
 Think that Jesus died to win thee; 
 
 Child of Heav'n, can'st thou repine? 
 Haste thee on from grace to glory, 
 
 Arm'd by faith, and wing'd by pray'r: 
 Heav'n's eternal day's before thee, 
 
 God's own hand shall guide thee there. 
 Soon shall close thy earthly mission, 
 
 Soon shall pass thy pilgrim days; 
 Hope shall change to glad fruition, 
 
 Faith to sight, and pray'r to praise. 
 
 HYMN 96. P. M. 7. 
 The three Mountains. 
 
 WHEN on Sinai's top I see 
 God descend in majesty, 
 To proclaim his holy law, 
 All my spirit sinks with awe. 
 
 When in ecstasy sublime, 
 Tabor's glorious steep I climb, 
 At the too transporting light, 
 Darkness rushes o'er my sight. 
 
 When on Calvary I rest, 
 God in flesh made manifest, 
 c, 2 
 
97 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE. 
 
 Shines in my Redeemer's face, 
 Full of beauty, truth, and grace. 
 
 4 Here I would forever stay, 
 Weep and gaze my soul away; 
 Thou art heav'n on earth to me, 
 Lovely, mournful Calvary. 
 
 HYMN 97. P. M. 7. 
 Gethsemane. 
 
 1 1%/TANY woes had Christ endur'd, 
 I? 1 Many sore temptations met, 
 Patient, and to pains inur'd; 
 
 But the sorest trial yet 
 Was to be sustain'd in thee, 
 Gloomy, sad Gethsemane. 
 
 2 Came at length the dreadful night, 
 Vengeance with its iron rod 
 Stood, and with collected might, 
 Bruis'd the harmless Lamb of God: 
 See, my soul, the Saviour see; 
 Prostrate in Gethsemane. 
 
 3 There my God bore all my guilt, 
 This thro' grace can be belie v'd; 
 But the torments which he felt, 
 Are too vast to be conceiv'd; 
 None can penetrate through thee, 
 Doleful, dark Gethsemane. 
 
 4 All my sins against my God, 
 All my sins against his laws, 
 All my sins against his blood, 
 All my sins against his cause, 
 Sins as boundless as the sea; 
 Hide me, O Gethsemane. 
 
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 5 Here's my claim, and here alone; 
 None a Saviour more can need; 
 Deeds of righteousness I've none; 
 Not a work that I can plead; 
 Not a glimpse of hope for me, 
 Only in Gethsemane. 
 
 6 Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, 
 One Almighty God of love: 
 Prais'd by all the heav'nly host 
 In thy shining courts above; 
 
 We, poor sinners, Gracious Three, 
 Praise thee for Gethsemane. 
 
 HYMN 98. P. M. 8, 7. 
 
 Sitting at the foot of the Cross. 
 
 1 £i WEET the moments, rich in blessing, 
 j^ Which before the Cross I spend, 
 Life, and health, and peace possessing 
 
 From the sinner's dying friend. 
 
 2 Here I'll sit forever viewing 
 
 Mercy's streams in streams of blood; 
 Precious drops! my soul bedewing, 
 Plead, and claim my peace with God. 
 
 3 Truly blessed is this station, 
 
 Low before his Cross to lie; 
 While I see divine compassion 
 Floating in his languid eye. 
 
 4 Here it is I find my heaven, 
 
 While upon the Cross I gaze; 
 Love I much ! I've more forgiven; 
 I'm a miracle of grace. 
 
 5 Love and grief my heart dividing, 
 
 With my tears my feet I'll bathe, 
 
99 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE. 
 
 Constant still in faith abiding, 
 Life deriving from his death. 
 6 May I still enjoy this feeling, 
 In all need to Jesus go; 
 Prove his wounds each day more healing, 
 And himself more fully know. 
 
 HYMN 99. S. M. 
 Weak Believers comforted, 
 
 1 "^TOUR harps, ye trembling saints, 
 
 ■ Down from the willows take; 
 Loud to the praise of love divine, 
 Bid ev'ry string awake. 
 
 2 Though in a foreign land, 
 
 We are not far from home, 
 And nearer to our home above 
 We ev'ry moment come. 
 
 3 His grace will to the end, 
 
 Stronger and brighter shine; 
 Nor present things, nor things to come, 
 Shall quench the love divine. 
 
 4 When we in darkness walk, 
 
 Nor feel the heav'nly flame; 
 Then is the time to trust our God, 
 And rest upon his name. 
 
 5 Soon shall our doubts and fears, 
 
 Subside at his control; 
 His loving kindness shall break through 
 The midnight of the soul. 
 
 6 Bless'd is the man, O God, 
 
 That stays himself on thee! 
 Who waits for thy salvation, Lord, 
 Shall thy salvation see. 
 
THE CHRISTIAN LIFE. 100, 101 
 
 HYMN 100. P.M. 7. 
 Rejoicing in Hope, 
 
 1 |^1HILDREN of the heav'nly King, 
 \J As ye journey, sweetly sing; 
 Sing your Saviour's worthy praise, 
 Glorious in his works and ways. 
 
 2 Ye are trav'ling home to God, 
 In the way the fathers trod; 
 They are happy now, and ye 
 Soon their happiness shall see. 
 
 3 Shout, ye little flock, and blest, 
 You near Jesus' throne shall rest; 
 There your seats are now prepar'd, 
 There your kingdom and reward. 
 
 4 Fear not, brethren, joyful stand 
 On the borders of your land: 
 Jesus Christ, your Father's Son, 
 Bids you undismay'd, go on. 
 
 5 Lord ! submissive make us go, 
 Gladly leaving all below: 
 Only thou our Leader be, 
 And we still will follow thee. 
 
 HYMN 101. P.M. 7. 
 
 Redeeming Love. 
 
 1 ^^T^^ begin the heav'nly theme, 
 JL^I Sing aloud in Jesus' name; 
 Ye, who Jesus' kindness prove, 
 Triumph in redeeming love. 
 
 2 Ye, who see the Father's grace, 
 Beaming in the Saviour's face, 
 
102 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE. 
 
 As to Canaan on ye move, 
 Praise and bless redeeming love. 
 
 3 Mourning souls, dry up your tears, 
 Banish all your guilty fears: 
 
 See your guilt and curse remove, 
 Canceird by redeeming love. 
 
 4 Ye, alas! who long have been 
 Willing slaves of death and sin ! 
 Now from bliss no longer rove, 
 Stop, and taste redeeming love. 
 
 5 Welcome, all by sin oppress'd — 
 Welcome to his sacred rest: 
 Nothing brought him from above, 
 Nothing but redeeming love. 
 
 6 Hither, then, your music bring, 
 Strike aloud each joyful string; 
 Mortals, join the hosts above — 
 Join to praise redeeming love. 
 
 HYMN 102. P.M. 7,6. 
 Divine light breaking into the Soul. 
 \ O OMETIMES a light surprises 
 j^ The Christian while he sings; 
 It is the Lord who rises, 
 
 With healing on his wings; 
 When comforts are declining, 
 
 He grants the soul again 
 A season of cjear shining, 
 To cheer it after rain. 
 2 In holy contemplation, 
 We sweetly then pursue 
 The theme of God's salvation, 
 And find it ever new: 
 
THE CHRISTIAN LIFE. 103 
 
 Set free from present sorrow, 
 
 We cheerfully can say, 
 Let the unknown to-morrow 
 
 Bring with it what it may. 
 
 3 It can bring with it nothing, 
 
 But he will bear us through, — 
 Who gives the lilies clothing, 
 
 Will clothe his people too: 
 Beneath the spreading heavens, 
 
 No creature but is fed; 
 And he who feeds the ravens, 
 
 Will give his children bread. 
 
 4 Though vine nor fig-tree neither, 
 
 Their wonted fruit should bear, 
 Though all the fields should wither, 
 
 Nor flocks nor herds be there; 
 Yet God the same abiding, 
 
 His praise shall tune my voice; 
 For while in him confiding, 
 
 I cannot but rejoice. 
 
 HYMN 103. L. P. M. 
 The Christian Israel. 
 
 1 rilHUS far on life's perplexing path, 
 
 1 Thus far, thou Lord, our steps hast led; 
 Snatch'd from the world's pursuing wrath, 
 Unharm'd though floods hung o'er our head; 
 Like ransom'd Israel on the shore, 
 Here then we pause, look back, adore. 
 
 2 Strangers, and pilgrims here below, 
 Like all our fathers in their day, 
 We to the land of promise go, 
 Lord, by thine own appointed way; 
 
104 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE. 
 
 Still guide, illumine, cheer our flight, 
 In cloud by day, in fire by night. 
 
 3 Safety thy presence is, and rest, 
 While, as the eagle o'er her brood, 
 Flutters her pinions, stirs the nest, 
 Covers, defends, provides them food, 
 Bears on her wings, instructs to fly, — 
 Thy love prepares us for the sky. 
 
 4 Protect us through the wilderness, 
 From fiery serpents, plague, and foe; 
 With bread from heav'n thy people bless, 
 And living streams where'er we go; 
 Nor let our rebel hearts repine, 
 
 Or follow any voice but thine. 
 
 5 Thy holy law to us proclaim, 
 But not from Sinai's top alone; 
 Hid in the rock-cleft be thy name, 
 Thy pow'r, and all thy goodness shown; 
 And may we never bow the knee, 
 
 Or worship any God but thee. 
 
 6 When we have number'd all our years, 
 And stand at length on Jordan's brink, 
 Though the flesh fail with mortal fears, 
 O let not then the spirit sink; 
 
 But strong in faith, and hope, and love, 
 Plunge through the stream to rise above. 
 
 HYMN 104. C. M. 
 
 Impatience for death sinful. 
 
 1 llTHY thus impatient to be gone? 
 ff Such wishes breathe no more; 
 Let him who lock'd thy spirit in, 
 When meet unbolt the door. 
 
THE CHRISTIAN LIFE. 105 
 
 2 Why would'st thou snatch the victor's palm, 
 
 Before the conquest's won? 
 Or wish to seize th' immortal prize, 
 Ere yet the race is run? 
 
 3 Inglorious wish to haste away 
 
 And leave thy work undone! 
 To serve thy Lord will please no less, 
 Than praising round the throne. 
 
 4 While thou art standing in the field, 
 
 For bliss thou'lt riper grow; 
 Then wait the Lord's appointed time, 
 Till he shall bid thee go. 
 
 HYMN 105. P. M. 
 
 Tlie affections detached from Earth and aspiring 
 to Heaven. 
 
 1 1 f WOULD not live alway: I ask not to 
 
 1 stay 
 
 Where storm after storm rises dark o'er the 
 
 way; 
 The few lurid mornings that dawn on us here, 
 Are enough for life's woes, full enough for 
 
 its cheer. 
 
 2 I would not live alway, thus fetter'd by sin; 
 Temptation without and corruption within: 
 E'en the rapture of pardon is mingled with 
 
 fears, 
 And the cup of thanksgiving with penitent 
 tears. 
 
 3 I would not live alway: no — welcome the 
 
 tomb, 
 Since Jesus hath lain there, I dread not its 
 gloom; 
 
106, 107" THE CHRISTIAN LIFE. 
 
 There, sweet be my rest, till he bid me arise 
 To hail him in triumph descending the skies. 
 
 4 Who, who would live alway, away from his 
 
 God; 
 Away from yon heaven, that blissful abode, 
 Where the rivers of pleasure flow o'er the 
 
 bright plains, 
 And the noontide of glory eternally reigns: 
 
 5 Where the saints of all ages in harmony 
 
 meet, 
 Their Saviour and brethren, transported to 
 
 greet; 
 While the anthems of rapture unceasingly 
 
 roll, 
 And the smile of the Lord is the feast of the 
 
 soul! 
 
 HYMN 106. C. M. 
 Passage through Life. 
 
 1 % MTE seek a rest beyond the skies, 
 
 ft In everlasting day; 
 Through floods, and flames the passage lies, 
 But Jesus guards the way. 
 
 2 The swelling flood, and raging flame, 
 
 Hear, and obey his word; 
 Then let us triumph in his name, 
 Our Saviour is the Lord. 
 
 HYMN 107. P. M. 11. 
 The Pilgrim of Zion. 
 1 C1AD pilgrim of Zion, tho' chasten'd 
 j^ awhile, 
 
 Thro' this dark vale of tears, hope bids thee 
 to smile; 
 
THE CHRISTIAN LIFE. 108 
 
 Far spent is the night: — see approaching 
 
 the day 
 That calls thee from sorrow and sighing 
 
 away. 
 
 2 No tear of repentance, nor wave of the storm, 
 Not a cloud shall e'er dark'n the light of 
 
 that morn, 
 Where thy sun sets no more, but forever 
 shall shine, 
 Unsullied in beauty, in glory divine. 
 
 3 White thy robe, wash'd in blood, the prize 
 
 that was giv'n 
 
 To redeem thee from earth, and raise thee 
 to heav'n; 
 
 Where love blooms in peace, and blest joys 
 feast thy sight, 
 
 Where God is thy glory, the Lord thy de- 
 light. 
 
 4 O pilgrim, till then be thou instant in pray'r, 
 Life's sorrows, and pains thy Redeemer will 
 
 bear; 
 Reposing in death, the love that ne'er dies, 
 Sheds light to conduct thee in peace to the 
 
 skies. 
 
 HYMN 108. P..M. 7, 6. 
 
 Breatliin'j; after Heaven. 
 
 1 1IJ ISE, my soul, and stretch thy wings, 
 M\j Thy better portion trace; 
 Rise from transitory things, 
 
 Tow'rd heav'n, thy native place. 
 Sun, and moon, and stars decay — 
 
 Time shall soon this earth remove: 
 
109 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE. 
 
 Rise, my soul, and haste away 
 To seats prepar'd above. 
 
 2 Rivers to the ocean run, 
 
 Nor stay in all their course: 
 Fires ascending seek the sun, 
 
 Both speed them to their source; 
 So a soul that's born to God, 
 
 Pants to view his glorious face; 
 Upward tends to his abode, 
 
 To rest in his embrace. 
 
 3 Fly me riches, fly me cares, 
 
 While I that coast explore; 
 Flatt'ring world, with all thy snares, 
 
 Solicit me no more. 
 Pilgrims fix not here their home, 
 
 Strangers tarry but a night; 
 When the last dear morn is come, 
 
 They'll rise to joyful light. 
 
 4 Cease, ye pilgrims, cease to mourn, 
 
 Press onward to the prize; 
 Soon the Saviour will return, 
 
 Triumphant in the skies: 
 There we'll join the heav'nly train, 
 
 Welcom'd to partake the bliss; 
 Fly from sorrow and from pain, 
 
 To realms of endless peace. 
 
 HYMN 109. C. M. 
 
 The hope of Heaven supporting. 
 
 1 "WTETHEN I can read my title clear 
 f f To mansions in the skies, 
 I bid farewell to every fear, 
 And wipe my weeping eyes. 
 
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 2 Should earth against my soul engage, 
 
 And hellish darts be hurl'd, 
 Then I can smile at Satan's rage, 
 And face a frowning world. 
 
 3 Let cares, like a wild deluge come, 
 
 And storms of sorrow fall; 
 May I but safely reach my home, 
 My God, my heav'n, my all; 
 
 4 There shall I bathe my weary soul 
 
 In seas of heav'nly rest; 
 And not a wave of trouble roll 
 Across my peaceful breast. 
 
 HYMN 110. C. P. M. 
 The heavenly prospect. 
 
 1 I) EJOICING now in glorious hope, 
 Jt\; We stand, and from the mountain top, 
 
 View all the land below; 
 Rivers of milk and honey rise, 
 And all the fruits of Paradise 
 
 In endless plenty grow. 
 
 2 A land where sin shall ne'er invade, 
 Nor doubt shall cast a gloomy shade, 
 
 With ev'ry blessing crown'd; 
 There dwells the Lord our righteousness, 
 And keeps his own in perfect peace; 
 
 And all his praise resound. 
 
 3 May we this better land possess, 
 When in this howling wilderness, 
 
 No longer we shall rove, — 
 Lord, help us humbly to rejoice, 
 In hope we there shall hear thy voice, 
 
 And sing redeeming love. 
 h 2 
 
Ill, 112 WORSHIP. 
 
 Worship. 
 
 HYMN ill. L. M. 
 
 The Mercy Seat. 
 
 1 iilROM ev'ry stormy wind that blows, 
 r From ev'ry swelling tide of woes, 
 
 There is a calm, a sure retreat; 
 'Tis found beneath the mercy seat. 
 
 2 There is a place, where Jesus sheds 
 The oil of gladness on our heads; 
 
 A place than all besides more sweet; 
 It is the blood-bought mercy seat. 
 
 3 There is a scene where spirits blend, 
 Where friend holds fellowship with friend: 
 Though sunder'd far, by faith they meet, 
 Around one common mercy seat. 
 
 4 Ah! whither could we fly for aid, 
 When tempted, desolate, dismay 'd? 
 Or how the hosts of hell defeat, 
 Had suffering saints no mercy seat? 
 
 5 There, there on eagle's wings we soar, 
 And sin, and sense seem all no more; 
 
 And heav'n comes down our souls to greet, 
 And glory crowns the mercy seat. 
 
 6 O, let my hand forget her skill, 
 My tongue be silent, cold, and still, 
 This bounding heart forget to beat, 
 If I forget the mercy seat. 
 
 HYMN 112. C. M. 
 
 Preparation for Prayer. 
 1 1 [" ORD, teach us how to pray aright, 
 JLi With rev'rencc and with fear, 
 
WORSHIP. 113 
 
 Though dust and ashes in thy sight, 
 
 We may, we must draw near. 
 God of all grace, we come to thee, 
 
 With broken, contrite hearts; 
 Give what thine eyes delight to see, 
 
 Truth in the inward parts. 
 Give deep humility — the sense 
 
 Of godly sorrow give; 
 A strong desiring confidence 
 
 To hear thy voice, and live; — 
 Faith in the only sacrifice 
 
 That can for sin atone; 
 To cast our hopes, to fix our eyes, 
 
 On Christ, on Christ alone; — 
 Patience to watch, and wait, and weep, 
 
 Though mercy long delay; 
 Courage, our fainting souls to keep, 
 
 And trust thee though thou slay. 
 Give these, and then thy will be done; 
 
 Thus strengthen'd with all might, 
 We, by thy Spirit, and thy Son, 
 
 Shall pray, and pray aright. 
 
 HYMN 113. C. M. 
 The Nature of Prayer. 
 
 PRAY'R is the soul's sincere desire, 
 Utter'd or unexpress'd; 
 The motion of a hidden fire, 
 
 That trembles in the breast. 
 Pray'r is the burden of a sigh, 
 
 The falling of a tear; 
 The upward glancing of an eye, 
 When none but God is near. 
 
114 WORSHIP. 
 
 3 Pray'r is the simplest form of speech 
 
 That infant lips can try; 
 Pray'r the sublimest strains that reach 
 The majesty on high. 
 
 4 Pray'r is the Christian's vital breath, 
 
 The Christian's native air, 
 The watch-word at the gates of death; — 
 He enters heav'n with pray'r. 
 
 5 Pray'r is the contrite sinner's voice, 
 
 Returning from his ways; 
 While angels in their songs rejoice, 
 And cry, " Behold he prays!" 
 
 6 In pray'r, on earth, the saints are one; 
 
 They're one in word and mind; 
 When, with the Father and the Son, 
 Sweet fellowship they find. 
 
 7 O thou, by whom we come to God, 
 
 The life, the truth, the way, 
 The path of pray'r thyself hast trod; 
 Lord, teach us how to pray. 
 
 HYMN 114. L. M. 
 Worshipping Jesus. 
 
 1 £1 OFT be the gently breathing notes, 
 J3 That sing the Saviour's dying love: 
 Soft as the ev'ning zephyr floats, 
 
 Soft as the tuneful lyres above. 
 
 2 Soft as the morning dews descend, 
 
 While the sweet lark exulting soars; 
 So soft to your Almighty Friend, 
 Be ev'ry sigh your bosom pours: 
 
 3 Pure as the sun's enliv'ning ray, 
 
 That scatters life and joy abroad; 
 
WORSHIP. 115 
 
 Pure as the lucid car of clay, 
 
 That wide proclaims its Maker, God. 
 4 True as the magnet to the pole, 
 So true let your contrition be — 
 So true let all your sorrows roll, 
 To Him who bled upon the tree. 
 HYMN 115. CM. 
 Habitual Devotion. 
 
 1 ^mTHILST thee I seek, protecting Power ! 
 
 f f Be my vain wishes still'd; 
 And may this consecrated hour 
 With better hopes be fill'd. 
 
 2 Thy love the pow'r of thought bestow'd, 
 
 To thee my thoughts would soar: 
 Thy mercy o'er my life has flow'd; 
 That mercy I adore. 
 
 3 In each event of life, how clear 
 
 Thy ruling hand I see! 
 Each blessing to my soul most dear, 
 Because conferr'd by thee. 
 
 4 In ev'ry joy that crowns my days, 
 
 In ev'ry pain I bear, 
 My heart shall find delight in praise, 
 Or seek relief in pray'r. 
 
 5 When gladness wings my favour'd hour, 
 
 Thy love my thoughts shall fill: 
 Resign'd when storms of sorrow low'r, 
 My soul shall meet thy will. 
 
 6 My lifted eye, without a tear, 
 
 The gathering storm shall see; 
 My steadfast heart shall know no fear; 
 That heart will rest on thee. 
 
116, 117 WORSHIP. 
 
 HYMN 116. CM. 
 The Devout Request. 
 
 1 1/lATHER, whate'er of earthly bliss, 
 F Thy sov'reign will denies, 
 
 Accepted at thy throne of grace, 
 Let this petition rise: 
 
 2 " Give me a calm, a thankful heart, 
 
 From ev'ry murmur free; 
 The blessings of thy grace impart, 
 And make me live to thee. 
 
 3 " Let the sweet hope that I am thine, 
 
 My life and death attend; 
 Thy presence thro' my journey shine, 
 And crown my journey's end." 
 
 HYMN 117. CM. 
 Retirement. 
 
 1 1 ilAR from the world, O Lord, I flee, 
 r From strife and tumult far; 
 
 From scenes where Satan wages still 
 His most successful war. 
 
 2 The calm retreat, the silent shade. 
 
 With pray'r and praise agree: 
 And seem, by thy sweet bounty made, 
 For those who follow thee. 
 
 3 Then if thy Spirit touch the soul, 
 
 And grace her mean abode. 
 Oh, with what peace and joy and love, 
 She there communes with God! 
 
 4 There, like a nightingale she pours 
 
 Her solitary lays: 
 Nor asks a witness of her long) 
 Nor thirsts for human praise. 
 
WORSHIP. 118, 119 
 
 HYMN 118. CM. 
 
 Evening Twilight. 
 
 1 1 r LOVE to steal awhile away 
 
 1 From ev'ry cumb'ring care, 
 And spend the hours of setting day 
 In humble, grateful pray'r. 
 
 2 I love in solitude to shed 
 
 The penitential tear, 
 And all His promises to plead, 
 Where none but God can hear. 
 
 3 I love to think on mercies past, 
 
 And future good implore, 
 And all my cares and sorrows cast 
 On Him whom I adore. 
 
 4 I love by faith to take a view 
 
 Of brighter scenes in heav'n; 
 The prospect doth my strength renew, 
 While here by tempests driv'n. 
 
 5 Thus, when life's toilsome day is o'er, 
 
 May its departing ray 
 Be calm as this impressive hour, 
 And lead to endless day. 
 
 HYMN 119. CM. 
 Evening If o rah ip . 
 
 1 £~\ LORD, another day has flown, 
 \J And we, a lonely band, 
 
 Are met once more before thy throne, 
 To bless thy fost'ring hand. 
 
 2 And wilt thou bend a list'ning ear, 
 
 To praises low as ours? 
 Thou wilt! for thou dost love to hear 
 The song which meekness pours. 
 
120 WORSHIP. 
 
 3 And, Jesus, thou thy smiles wilt deign, 
 
 As we before thee pray; 
 For thou didst bless tl^e infant train, 
 And we are less than they. 
 
 4 O let thy grace perform its part, 
 
 And let contention cease; 
 And shed abroad in every heart 
 Thine everlasting peace! 
 
 5 Thus chasten'd, cleans'd, entirely thine, 
 
 A flock by Jesus led; 
 The sun of holiness shall shine, 
 In glory on our head. 
 
 6 And thou wilt turn our wand'ring feet, 
 
 And thou wilt bless our way; 
 Till worlds shall fade, and faith shall greet 
 The dawn of lasting day. 
 
 HYMN 120. L. M. 
 Family Worship. 
 
 1 1/lATHER of all, thy care we bless, 
 
 r Which crowns our families with peace; 
 From thee they spring, and by thy hand, 
 They have been, and are still sustain'd. 
 
 2 To God, most worthy to be prais'd, 
 Be our domestic altars rais'd; 
 
 Who, Lord of heav'n, scorns not to dwell 
 With saints, in their obscurest cell. 
 
 3 To thee may each united house, 
 Morning and night present its vows; 
 Our servants there, and risimg race, 
 Be taught thy precepts and thy grace. 
 
 4 Oh, may each future age proclaim 
 The honours of thy glorious name; 
 
WORSHIP. 121 
 
 While pleas'd and thankful, we remove 
 To join the family above. 
 
 HYMN 121. P.M. 7. 
 Saturday evening. 
 
 1 O AFELY through another week, 
 j^ God has brought us on our way; 
 Let us now a blessing seek 
 
 On th' approaching Sabbath day; 
 Day of all the week the best, 
 Emblem of eternal rest. 
 
 2 Mercies multiplied each hour, 
 
 Through the week our praise demand; ' 
 Guarded by Almighty pow'r, 
 
 Fed, and guided by his hand; 
 Though ungrateful we have been, 
 Only made returns of sin. 
 
 3 While we pray for pard'ning grace, 
 
 Through the dear Redeemer's name, 
 Show thy reconciled face, 
 
 Shine away our sin, and shame. 
 From our worldly care set free, 
 May we rest this night with thee. 
 
 4 When the morn shall bid us rise, 
 
 May we feel thy presence near! 
 May thy glory meet our eyes, 
 
 When we in thy house appear. 
 There afford us, Lord, a taste 
 Of our everlasting feast. 
 
 5 May thy gospel's joyful sound, 
 
 Conquer sinners, comfort saints; 
 Make the fruits of grace abound, 
 Bring relief for all complaints; 
 
122, 123 worship. 
 
 Thus may all our Sabbaths prove, 
 Till we join the church above. 
 
 HYMN 122. CM. 
 God speaking peace to his people. 
 
 1 "irTNITE, my roving thoughts, unite, 
 
 \J In silence soft, and sweet; 
 And thou, my soul, sit gently down 
 At thy great Sov'reign's feet. 
 
 2 Jehovah's awful voice is heard, 
 
 Yet gladly I attend; 
 For lo! the everlasting God 
 Proclaims himself my friend. 
 
 3 Harmonious accents to my soul, 
 
 The sounds of peace convey; 
 The tempest at his word subsides, 
 And winds, and seas obey. 
 
 4 By all its joys, I charge my heart 
 
 To grieve his love no more; 
 But charm'd by melody divine, 
 To give its follies o'er. 
 
 HYMN 123. L. M. 
 Commencement of public worship. 
 
 1 f | ^HY presence, gracious God, afford— 
 
 B Prepare us to receive thy word; 
 Now let thy voice engage our ear, 
 And faith be mixt with what we hear. 
 
 2 Distracting thoughts and cares remove, 
 And fix our hearts and hopes above; 
 With food divine may we be fed, 
 
 And satisfi'd with living bread. 
 
 3 To us thy sacred word apply. 
 With Bov'reign pow'r and energ 
 
worship. 124, 125 
 
 And may we in true faith and fear, 
 Reduce to practice what we hear. 
 
 HYMN 124. P. M. 8,7,4. 
 At the close of Worship. 
 
 LORD, dismiss us with thy blessing — 
 Fill our hearts with joy and peaces 
 Let us each, thy love possessing, 
 Triumph in redeeming grace; 
 Oh, refresh us! 
 Trav'ling through this wilderness. 
 Thanks we give, and adoration, 
 For thy gospel's joyful sound; 
 May the fruits of thy salvation 
 In our hearts and lives abound: 
 
 May thy presence 
 With us evermore be found. 
 So, whene'er the signal's giv'n, 
 
 Us from earth to call away; 
 Borne on angels' wings to heav'n, 
 Glad to leave our cumb'rous clay, 
 
 May we, ready, 
 Rise and reign in endless day! 
 HYMN 125. L. M. 
 Social Worship. 
 
 " ^MTHERE two or three with sweet ac- 
 
 y ▼ cord, 
 
 Obedient to their sov'reign Lord, 
 Meet to recount his acts of grace, 
 And offer solemn pray'r and praise — 
 " There, says the Saviour, will I be, 
 Amid this little company; 
 
126, 127 REVIVAL. 
 
 To them unveil my shining face, 
 And shed my glories round the place." 
 3 We meet at thy command, dear Lord, 
 Relying on thy faithful word; 
 Now send thy Spirit from above, 
 Now fill our hearts with heav'nly love. 
 
 HYMN 126. P. M. 8. 
 
 Our God forever, 
 
 1 nriHIS God is the God we adore, 
 
 1 Our faithful, unchangeable friend; 
 Whose love is as large as his pow'r, 
 And neither knows measure nor end; 
 
 2 'Tis Jesus, the first and the last, 
 
 Whose spirit shall guide us safe home, 
 We'll praise him for all that is past, 
 And trust him for all that's to come. 
 
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 Revival. 
 
 HYMN 127. P.M. 8,7. 
 Declension of Religion lamented. 
 NCE, O Lord, thy garden flourish'd, 
 
 Ev'ry part look'd gay and green; 
 Then thy word our spirits nourished, 
 Happy seasons we have seen! 
 
 But a drought has since succeeded, 
 
 And a sad decline we see; 
 Lord, thy help is greatly needed, 
 
 Help can only come from thee. 
 
REVIVAL. 128 
 
 3 Some, in whom we once delighted, 
 
 We shall meet no more below; 
 
 Some, alas! we fear are blighted, — 
 
 Scarce a single leaf they show. 
 
 4 Dearest Saviour, hasten hither, 
 
 Thou canst make them bloom again; 
 Oh, permit them not to wither, 
 Let not all our hopes be vain! 
 
 HYMN 128. P. M. 8,7,4. 
 Prayer for a BevivaL 
 AVIOUR, visit thy plantation: 
 
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 Grant us, Lord, a gracious rain! 
 All will come to desolation, 
 Unless thou return again. 
 
 Lord revive us; 
 All our help must come from thee. 
 
 Keep no longer at a distance; 
 
 Shine upon us from on high, 
 Lest, for want of thine assistance, 
 
 Every plant should droop and die. 
 
 Let our mutual love be fervent, 
 Make us prevalent in pray'rs: 
 
 Let each one esteem'd thy servant, 
 Shun the world's bewitching snares. 
 
 Break the tempter's fatal power: 
 Turn the stony heart to flesh; 
 
 And begin from this good hour 
 To revive thy work afresh, 
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129, 130 REVIVAL. 
 
 HYMN 129. L. M. 
 Hoping for a Revival. 
 
 1 "^TTTTHILE I to grief my soul gave way, 
 
 f f To see the work of God decline, 
 Methought I heard the Saviour say — 
 " Dismiss thy fears, the ark is mine. 
 
 2 " Though for a time I hid my face, 
 Rely upon my love and pow'r: 
 Still wrestle at the throne of grace, 
 And wait for a reviving hour. 
 
 3 " Take down thy long neglected harp, 
 I've seen thy tears and heard thy pray'r, 
 The winter season has been sharp, 
 But spring shall all its wastes repair." 
 
 4 Lord, I obey, — my hopes revive; 
 Come, join with me, ye saints, and sing; 
 Our foes in vain against us strive, 
 
 For God will help and triumph bring. 
 HYMN 130. P.M. 8,7. 
 The Lord's Vineyard. 
 
 1 CI EE the vineyard lately planted 
 J3 By thy hand, O Lord of hosts! 
 Let thy people's pray'r be granted — 
 
 Keep it safe from hostile boasts; 
 Hear, O hear us when we pray — 
 Keep thy vineyard night and day. 
 
 2 Drooping plants revive, and nourish; 
 
 Let them thrive beneath thy hand; 
 Let the weak grow strong, and flourish, 
 
 Blooming fair at thy command; 
 Let the fruitful yield thee more; 
 Laden with a faithful store. 
 
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 REVIVAL. 131 
 
 Further, Lord, be thou intreated; 
 
 Plant the barren waste around; 
 Let thy work be thus completed, 
 
 And no fruitless spot be found, 
 Let the earth a vineyard be, 
 Consecrated, Lord, to thee. 
 
 HYMN 131. P.M. 8,7, 4. 
 The triumphs of the Gospel. 
 
 ES! we trust the day is breaking; 
 Joyful times are near at hand: 
 God, the mighty God, is speaking 
 By his word in ev'ry land: 
 
 When he chooses, 
 Darkness flies at his command. 
 Let us hail the joyful season; 
 
 Let us hail the dawning ray: 
 When the Lord appears, there's reason 
 To expect a glorious day: 
 
 At his presence 
 Gloom and darkness flee away. 
 
 While the foe becomes more daring; 
 
 While he enters like a flood; 
 God, the Saviour, is preparing 
 
 Means to spread his truth abroad; 
 Ev'ry language 
 
 Soon shall tell the love of God. 
 God of Jacob, high and glorious, 
 
 Let thy people see thy hand; 
 Let the gospel be victorious, 
 
 Through the world in ev'ry land: 
 And the idols 
 
 Perish, Lord, at thy command. 
 
132 REVIVAL. 
 
 HYMN 132. P. M. 8,7. 
 Love Divine. 
 
 1 T OVE Divine, all love excelling! 
 JLJ Joy of heav'n, to earth come down! 
 Fix in us thy humble dwelling; 
 
 All thy faithful mercies crown. 
 Jesus, thou art all compassion! 
 
 Pure, unbounded love thou art! 
 Visit us with thy salvation, 
 
 Enter ev'ry trembling heart. 
 
 2 Breathe, O breathe, thy loving Spirit 
 
 Into ev'ry troubled breast! 
 Let us all in thee inherit, 
 
 Let us find thy promis'd rest. 
 Take away the pow'r of sinning, 
 
 Alpha and Omega be; 
 End of faith, as its beginning, 
 
 Set our hearts at liberty. 
 
 3 Come, Almighty to deliver, 
 
 Let us all thy life receive! 
 Suddenly return — and never — 
 
 Never more thy temples leave! 
 Then we would be always blessing, 
 
 Serve thee as thy hosts above; 
 Pray, and praise thee without ceasing, 
 
 Glory in thy precious love. 
 
 4 Finish, then, thy new creation; 
 
 Pure, unspotted may we be; 
 Let us see our whole salvation, 
 
 Perfectly secur'd by thee: 
 Chang'd from glory unto glory, 
 
 Till in heav'n we take our place; 
 Till we cast our crowns before thee, 
 
 Lost in wonder, love, and praise! 
 
MONTHLY CONCERT. 133, 134 
 
 HYMN 133. P. M. 8, 7. 
 Grateful Recollection. 
 
 1 £^i OME, thou Fount of ev'ry blessing, 
 \^J Tune my heart to sing thy grace; 
 Streams of mercy, never ceasing, 
 
 Call for songs of loudest praise. 
 Teach me some melodious sonnet, 
 
 Sung by naming tongues above; 
 Praise the mount — I'm fix'd upon it — 
 
 Mount of God's unchanging love. 
 
 2 Here I raise my Ebenezer, 
 
 Hither by thy help I'm come; 
 And I hope, by thy good pleasure, 
 
 Safely to arrive at home. 
 Jesus sought me when a stranger 
 
 Wand'ring from the fold of God; 
 He to rescue me from danger, 
 
 Interpos'd with precious blood. 
 
 3 Oh! to grace how great a debtor, 
 
 Daily I'm constrain'd to be! 
 Let that grace now, like a fetter, 
 
 Bind my wand'ring heart to thee: 
 Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it — 
 
 Prone to leave the God I love — 
 Here's my heart — O take and seal it; 
 
 Seal it from thy courts above. 
 
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 Monthly Concert. 
 
 HYMN 134. C. M. 
 Salvation. 
 ALVATION! O, the joyful sound! 
 'Tis pleasure to our ears; 
 
135 MONTHLY CONCERT. 
 
 A sov'reign balm for ev'ry wound, 
 A cordial for our fears. 
 
 2 Buried in sorrow, and in sin, 
 
 At hell's dark door we lay; 
 But we arise by grace divine 
 To see a heav'nly day. 
 
 3 Salvation! let the echo fly 
 
 The spacious earth around, 
 
 While all the armies of the sky 
 
 Conspire to raise the sound. 
 
 HYMN 135. P. M. 
 
 Effects of the Gospel. 
 
 1 "Myl^ARK the soft falling snow, 
 Uj_ And the descending rain! 
 To heav'n, from whence it fell, 
 It turns not back again; 
 
 But waters earth thro' ev'ry pore, 
 And calls forth all her secret store. 
 
 2 Array'd in beauteous green 
 The hills and vallies shine, 
 And man and beast are fed 
 By Providence divine. 
 
 The harvest bows its golden ears, 
 The copious seed of future years. 
 
 3 So, saith the God of grace, 
 My gospel shall descend, 
 Almighty to effect 
 
 The purpose 1 intend: 
 
 Millions of souls shall feel its pow'r, 
 
 And bear it down to millions more. 
 
MONTHLY CONCERT. 136, 137 
 
 HYMN 136. C. M. 
 Beauty and strength of the Church. 
 
 SAY, who is she that looks abroad 
 Like the sweet blushing dawn, 
 When with her living light she paints 
 
 The dew-drops of the lawn? 
 Fair as the moon when in the skies, 
 
 Serene her throne she guides, 
 And o'er the twinkling stars supreme 
 
 In full orb'd glory rides; 
 Clear as the sun, when from the east, 
 
 Without a cloud, he springs, 
 And scatters boundless light and heat 
 
 From his resplendent wings; 
 Tremendous as an host that moves 
 
 Majestically slow, 
 With banners wide display'd, all arm'd, 
 
 All ardent for the foe! 
 This is the church by heav'n array'd 
 
 With strength and grace divine; 
 Thus shall she strike her foes with dread, 
 
 And thus her glories shine. 
 
 HYMN 137. L. M. 
 Prayer for the spread of the Gospel. 
 
 THY people, Lord, who trust thy word, 
 And wait the smilings of thy face, 
 Assemble round thy mercy seat, 
 And plead the promise of thy grace. 
 We consecrate f hese hours to thee, 
 Thy sov'reign mercy to entreat; 
 And feel some animating hope, 
 We shall divine acceptance meet. 
 
138 MONTHLY CONCERT. 
 
 3 Hast thou not promis'd to thy Son, 
 That his dominion shall extend, 
 
 Till ev'ry tongue shall call him Lord, 
 And ev'ry knee before him bend? 
 
 4 Now let the happy time appear, 
 The time to favour Zion come; 
 Send forth thy heralds far and near, 
 To call thy banish'd people home. 
 
 HYMN 138. P. M. 7, 6. 
 Reply to the call of the heathen. 
 
 1 TT1ROM Greenland's icy mountains, 
 
 r From India's coral strand; 
 Where Afric's sunny fountains 
 
 Roll down their golden sandf 
 From many an ancient river, 
 
 From many a palmy plain, 
 They call us to deliver 
 
 Their land from error's chain. 
 
 2 What tho' the spicy breezes 
 
 Blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle, 
 Tho' ev'ry prospect pleases, 
 
 And only man is vile; 
 In vain with lavish kindness 
 
 The gifts of God are strown! 
 The heathen in his blindness 
 
 Bows down to wood and stone. 
 
 3 Shall we, whose souls are lighted 
 
 With wisdom from on high, 
 Shall we to men benighted 
 
 The lamp of life deny? 
 Salvation! O Salvation! 
 
 The joyful sound proclaim, 
 
MONTHLY CONCERT. 139, 140 
 
 Till earth's remotest nation 
 Has learn'd Messiah's name. 
 4 Waft, waft, ye winds, his story, 
 And you, ye waters, roll, 
 Till, like a sea of glory, 
 
 It spreads from pole to polej 
 Till o'er our ransom'd nature, 
 The Lamb for sinners slain, 
 Redeemer, King, Creator, 
 In bliss returns to reign. 
 
 HYMN 139. L. M. 
 Prayer for Zion's increase. 
 
 1 A RM of the Lord, awake, awake! 
 
 j\ Put on thy strength — the nations shake, 
 And let the world, adoring, see 
 Triumphs of mercy wrought by thee. 
 
 2 Say to the heathen, from thy throne, 
 " I am Jehovah — God alone:" 
 
 Thy voice their idols shall confound, 
 And cast their altars to the ground. 
 
 3 No more let human blood be split — 
 Vain sacrifice for human guilt! 
 But to each conscience be applied, 
 The blood that flow'd from Jesus' side. 
 
 4 Almighty God, thy grace proclaim, 
 In ev'ry land, of ev'ry name; 
 
 Let adverse pow'rs before thee fall, 
 And crown the Saviour — Lord of all. 
 
 HYMN 140. CM. 
 The latter-day glory. 
 EHOLD! the mountain of the Lord, 
 In latter days, shall rise 
 
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141 MONTHLY CONCLil i 
 
 Above the mountains and the lulls. 
 And draw the wond'ring eyes. 
 
 2 To this the joyful nations round, 
 
 All tribes and tongues shall flow; 
 « Up to the hill of God," they say, 
 "And to his courts we'll go." 
 
 3 The beams that shine on Zion's hill 
 
 Shall lighten ev'ry land; 
 The King who reigns in Zion's tow'rs. 
 Shall all the world command. 
 
 4 No longer hosts encount'ring hosts, 
 
 Their millions slain deplore; 
 They hang the trumpet in the hall, 
 And study war no more. 
 
 5 Come then — Oh, come from ev'ry land. 
 
 To worship at his shrine: 
 And walking in the light of God, 
 With holy beauties shine. 
 
 HYMN 141. P.M. 7,6. 
 Blessings of Christ's reign. 
 
 1 "1 IT AIL to the Lord's anointed! 
 J JL Great David's greater Son; 
 Hail, in the time appointed, 
 
 His reign on earth begun! 
 He comes to break oppression,. 
 
 To set the captive free; 
 To take away transgression, 
 
 And rule in equity. 
 
 2 He comes, with succour speedy. 
 
 To those who suffer wrong; 
 To help the poor and needy, 
 And bid the weak be strong: 
 
MONTHLY* CONCERT. 142 
 
 To give them songs fbr sighing, 
 
 Their darkness \mm to light, 
 Whose souls condemn'd and dying, 
 
 Were precious in his sight. 
 He shall come down, like showers 
 
 Upon the fruitful earth, 
 And love and joy, like "flowers, 
 
 Spring in his path to birth: 
 Before him on the mountains, 
 
 Shall peace the herald go, 
 And righteousness in fountains 
 
 From hill to valley flow. 
 
 For Him shall prayer unceasing, 
 
 And daily vows ascend; 
 His kingdom still increasing, 
 
 A kingdom without end: 
 The tide of time shall never 
 
 His covenant remove; 
 His name shall stand forever; 
 
 That name to us is — Love. 
 
 HYMN 142. CM. 
 
 Tlie Prince of Peace. 
 
 IET saints on earth their anthems raise, 
 i Who taste the Saviour's grace: 
 Let heathens too proclaim his praise, 
 
 And crown him " Prince of Peace." 
 Praise him, who laid his glory by, 
 
 For man's apostate race; 
 Praise him, who stoop'd to bleed and die, 
 
 And crown him " Prince of Peace. 
 \ e nations, lay your weapons down, 
 
 Let warfare ever cease: 
 
143, 144 MONTHLY CONCERT. 
 
 Immanuel for your Sov'reign own, 
 And crown him " Prince of Peace." 
 4 We soon shall reach the heav'nly shore, 
 To view his lovely face; 
 His name forever to adore, 
 
 And crown him " Prince of Peace." 
 HYMN 143. P.M. 8,7,4. 
 Longing for the spread of the Gospel. 
 
 1 #~^'ER the gloomy hills of darkness, 
 \J Cheer'd by no celestial ray, 
 Sun of Righteousness, arising, 
 
 Bring the bright, the glorious day; 
 
 Send the gospel 
 To the earth's remotest bound. 
 
 2 Kingdoms wide that sit in darkness! 
 
 Grant them, Lord, the glorious light; 
 And from eastern coast to western, 
 May the morning chase the night; 
 
 And redemption, 
 Freely purchas'd, win the day. 
 
 3 Fly abroad, thou mighty gospel — 
 
 Win and conquer, never cease; 
 May thy lasting, wide dominions 
 Multiply and still increase; 
 
 Sway thy sceptre, 
 Saviour, all the world around. 
 HYMN 144. L. M. 
 For Christian Missionaries. 
 1 'M/I'ARK'D as the purpose of the skies, 
 1_yJL This promise meets our anxious eyes, 
 That heathen worlds the Lord shall know, 
 And warm'd with faith each bosom glow. 
 
MONTHLY CONCERT. 145 
 
 E'en now the hallo w'd scenes appear, 
 E'en now unfolds the promis'd year, 
 Lo! distant shores thy heralds trace, 
 And bear the tidings of thy grace. 
 Midst burning climes, and frozen plains, 
 Where heathen darkness brooding reigns, 
 Lord, mark their steps, their fears subdue, 
 And nerve their arm, and clear their view. 
 When worn by toil, their spirits fail, 
 Bid them the glorious future hail; 
 Bid them the crown of life survey, 
 And onward urge their conq'ring way. 
 So on the Indian's gloomy night, 
 The eastern star shall shed her light, 
 And Jesus' hallow'd reign control 
 The stormy passions of the soul. 
 
 So shall Messiah's influence cheer 
 His humble cot, which still is dear; 
 And heav'nly hope his soul pervade, 
 Though life, and time, and worlds shall fade. 
 HYMN 145. CM. 
 Farewell to Missionaries. 
 
 GO, messenger of love, and bear, 
 Upon thy gentle wing, 
 The song which seraphs love to hear, 
 And angels joy to sing. 
 
 Go to the heart with sin opprest, 
 
 And dry the sorrowing tear; 
 Extract the thorn that wounds the breast, 
 
 The drooping spirit cheer. 
 Go, say to Zion, " Jesus reigns" — 
 
 By his resistless pow'r, 
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146 MONTHLY CONCERT. 
 
 He binds his enemies with chains; 
 
 They fall to rise no more. 
 4 Tell how the. Holy Spirit flies, 
 
 As he from heav'n descends — 
 Arrests his proudest enemies 
 
 And changes them to friends. 
 
 HYMN 146. P. M. 7. 
 The Song of Jubilee, 
 
 1 TTARK! the song of Jubilee, 
 
 I I Loud as mighty thunders roar, 
 Or the fulness of the sea, 
 
 When it breaks upon the shore: — 
 Hallelujah! for the Lord, 
 
 God omnipotent, shall reign; 
 Hallelujah! let the word 
 
 Echo round the earth and main. 
 
 2 Hallelujah! hark! the sound, 
 
 From the depth unto the skies, 
 Wakes above, beneath, around, 
 
 All creation's harmonies: — 
 See Jehovah's banner furl'd, 
 
 Sheath'd his sword: he speaks: 'tis done, 
 And the kingdoms of this world 
 
 Are the kingdoms of his Son. 
 
 3 He shall reign from pole to pole 
 
 With illimitable sway: 
 He shall reign, when like a scroll, 
 
 Yonder heav'ns have pass'd away: — 
 Then the end; — beneath his rod, 
 
 Man's last enemy shall fall; 
 Hallelujah! Christ in God, 
 
 God in Christ, is all in all. 
 
 
 
OCCASIONAL. 147, 148 
 
 Occasional. 
 
 HYMN 147. P. M. 7. 
 New Year. 
 
 1 % mTHILE, with ceaseless course, the sun 
 
 f f Hasted through the former year, 
 Many souls their race have run, 
 Never more to meet us here; 
 
 2 Fix'd in an eternal state, 
 
 They have done with all below; 
 We a little longer wait, 
 
 But how little — none can know. 
 
 3 As the winged arrow flies, 
 
 Speedily the mark to find; 
 As the lightning from the skies, 
 Darts, and leaves no trace behind; 
 
 4 Swiftly thus our fleeting days, 
 
 Bear us down life's rapid stream; 
 Upwards, Lord, our spirits raise, 
 All below is but a dream. 
 
 5 Thanks for mercies past receive, 
 
 Pardon of our sins renew; 
 Teach us henceforth how to live, 
 With eternity in view. 
 
 6 Bless thy word to young and old, 
 
 Fill us with the Saviour's love; 
 
 And when life's short tale is told, 
 
 May we dwell with thee above. 
 
 HYMN 148. C. M. 
 Prayer for the Children of the Church. 
 1 TiEAR Saviour, if these lambs should 
 JLf stray, 
 
 From thy secure enclosure's bound, 
 
149 OCCASIONAL. 
 
 And lur'd by worldly joys away, 
 
 Among the thoughtless crowd be found; 
 
 2 Remember still that they are thine, 
 
 That thy dear sacred name they bear, 
 Think that the seal of love divine, — 
 The sign of covenant grace they wear. 
 
 3 In all their erring sinful years, 
 
 Oh, let them ne'er forgotten be; 
 Remember all the pray'rs and tears, 
 Which made them consecrate to thee. 
 
 4 And when these lips no more can pray, 
 
 These eyes can weep for them no more, 
 Turn thou their feet from folly's way, 
 The wand'rers to thy fold restore. 
 
 HYMN 149. L. M. 
 Poor Children's Appeal to Christians. 
 
 1 TN God's own house by silent night, 
 
 I The lamp of God was burning bright; 
 And there by viewless angels kept, 
 Samuel the child securely slept. 
 
 2 A voice unknown the stillness broke, 
 
 " Samuel" it call'd, and thrice it spoke; 
 He rose — he ask'd whence came the word? 
 From Eli! No; — it was the Lord. 
 
 3 Thus early call'd to serve his God, 
 In paths of righteousness he trod; 
 Prophetic visions fir'd his breast, 
 And all the chosen tribes were blest. 
 
 4 Speak, Lord ! and from our earliest days, 
 Incline our hearts to love thy ways; 
 Thy wak'ning voice has reach'd our ear, 
 Speak Lord to us, thy servants hear. 
 
OCCASIONAL. 150, 151 
 
 And ye, who know the Saviour's love, 
 And richly all his mercies prove; 
 Your timely, friendly aid afford, 
 That we may early serve the Lord. 
 
 HYMN 150. C. M. 
 
 The Traveller's Hymn. 
 
 HOW are thy servants bless'd, O Lord, 
 How sure is their defence! 
 Eternal wisdom is their guide, 
 
 Their help, Omnipotence. 
 In foreign realms, and lands remote, 
 
 Supported by thy care; 
 Thro' burning climes they pass unhurt, 
 And breathe in tainted air. 
 
 When by the dreadful tempest borne, 
 
 High on the broken wave, 
 They know thou art not slow to hear, 
 
 Nor impotent to save. 
 
 The storm is laid — the winds retire, 
 
 Obedient to thy will: 
 The sea that roars at thy command, 
 
 At thy command is still. 
 In midst of dangers, fears, and deaths, 
 
 Thy goodness we'll adore; 
 We'll praise, thee for thy mercies past; 
 
 And humbly hope for more. 
 
 HYMN 151. C. M. 
 Lord's Supper. 
 
 IF human kindness meets return, 
 And owns the grateful tie; 
 If tender thoughts within us burn, 
 To feel a friend is nigh; 
 
152, 153 OCCASIONAL. 
 
 2 Oh! shall not warmer accents tell, 
 
 The gratitude we owe 
 To Him, who died our fears to quell, 
 Our more than orphan's wo? 
 
 3 While yet his anguish'd soul survey'd 
 
 Those pangs he would not flee, 
 What love his latest w6rds display'd, 
 " Meet and remember me." 
 
 4 Remember thee! thy death, thy shame, 
 
 Our sinful hearts to share! 
 O memory! leave no other name 
 But his recorded there. 
 
 HYMN 152. L. M. 
 Seeking direction in the choice of a Pastor. 
 HEPHERD of Israel, bend thine ear, 
 
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 Thy servants' groans indulgent hear; 
 Perplex'd, distress'd, to thee we cry, 
 And seek the guidance of thine eye. 
 Send forth, O Lord, thy truth and light, 
 To guide our doubtful footsteps right: 
 Our drooping hearts, O God, sustain, 
 Nor let us seek thy face in vain. 
 Return, in ways of peace return, 
 Nor let thy flock neglected mourn; 
 May our bless'd eyes a shepherd see, 
 Dear to our souls, and dear to thee. 
 
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 HYMN 153. L. M. 
 
 At the installation of a Minister. 
 
 E bid thee welcome in the name 
 Of Jesus our exalted Head, — 
 
OCCASIONAL. 154 
 
 Come as a servant — so he came, 
 And we receive thee in his stead. 
 
 2 Come as a Shepherd; guard and keep 
 This fold from hell, and earth, and sin; 
 Nourish the lambs, and feed the sheep, 
 The wounded heal, the lost bring in. 
 
 3 Come as a Watchman; take thy stand 
 Upon thy tow'r amidst the sky, 
 
 And when the sword comes on the land, 
 Call us to fight, or warn to fly. 
 
 4 Come as an Angel, hence to guide, 
 A band of pilgrims on their way, 
 That safely walking at thy side, 
 
 We faint not, fail not, turn, nor stray. 
 
 5 Come as a Teacher, sent from God, 
 Charg'd his whole counsel to declare; 
 Lift o'er our ranks the prophet's rod, 
 While we uphold thy hands with pray'r. 
 
 6 Come as a Messenger of peace, 
 FilPd with the spirit, fir'd with love; 
 Live to behold our large increase, 
 And die to meet us all above. 
 
 HYMN 154. C. M. 
 The Ministerial Office. 
 
 1 1 " ET Zion's watchmen all awake, 
 JLi And take th' alarm they give; 
 Now let them, from the mouth of God, 
 
 Their awful charge receive. 
 
 2 'Tis not a cause of small import 
 
 The pastor's care demands; 
 But what might fill an angel's heart — 
 It fill'd a Saviour's hands. 
 
155, 156 OCCASIONAL. 
 
 3 They watch for souls, for which the Lord 
 
 Did heav'nly bliss forego; — 
 For souls, which must forever live, 
 In raptures, or in wo. 
 
 4 May they that Jesus, whom they preach, 
 
 Their own Redeemer, see; 
 And watch thou daily o'er their souls, 
 That they may watch for Thee. 
 
 HYMN 155. L. M. 
 Prayer for a Sick Minister. 
 
 1 ^k THOU, before whose gracious throne, 
 \J We bow our suppliant spirits down; 
 Avert thy swift descending stroke, 
 
 Nor smite the shepherd of the flock. 
 
 2 Restore him, sinking to the grave; 
 Stretch out thine arm, make haste to save; 
 Back to our hopes and wishes give, 
 
 And bid our friend and father live. 
 
 3 Bound to each soul by tend'rest ties, 
 In every breast his image lies; 
 Thy pitying aid, O God, impart, 
 
 Nor rend him from each bleeding heart. 
 
 4 Yet, if our supplications fail, 
 
 And pray'rs and tears cannot prevail; 
 Be thou his strength, be thou his stay, 
 And guide him safe to endless day. 
 
 HYMN 156. CM. 
 
 Comfort under the loss of Ministers. 
 
 HAT — tho' the arm of conq'ring 
 death, 
 Does God's own house invade; 
 
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SEASONS OF HUMAN LIFE. 157 
 
 What — tho' the Prophet and the Priest 
 
 Be number'd with the dead! 
 Tho' earthly shepherds dwell in dust, 
 
 The aged and the young; 
 The watchful eye in darkness clos'd, 
 
 And mute th' instructive tongue; 
 Th' Eternal Shepherd still survives, 
 
 New comforts to impart; 
 His eye still guides us, and his voice 
 
 Still animates our heart. 
 Then let our drooping hearts revive, 
 
 And all our tears be dry; 
 Why should those eyes be drown'd in grief, 
 
 Which view a Saviour nigh! 
 
 Seasons of Human Li lc\ 
 
 HYMN 157. C. M. 
 Importance of the Season of Youth. 
 
 1 ^k IN the morn of life, when youth 
 \j> With vital ardour glows, 
 
 And shines in all the fairest charms 
 That beauty can disclose, — 
 
 2 Deep in thy soul, before its pow'rs 
 
 Are yet by vice enslav'd, 
 Be thy Creator's glorious name 
 And character engrav'd; 
 
 3 Ere yet the shades of sorrow cloud 
 
 The sunshine of thy days; 
 And cares and toils, in endless round, 
 Encompass all thy ways: 
 
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158 SEASONS OF HUMAN LIFE. 
 
 4 Ere yet thy heart the woes of age, 
 
 With vain regret, deplore, 
 
 And sadly muse on former joys, 
 
 That now return no more. 
 
 5 True wisdom, early sought and gain'd. 
 
 In age will give thee rest: 
 O, then improve the morn of life, 
 To make its evening blest! 
 
 HYMN 158. S. ML. 
 Youth the morning of life. 
 
 1 CIWEET is the time of Spring, 
 ij When nature's charms appear; 
 The birds with ceaseless pleasure sing, 
 
 And hail the op'ning year. 
 
 2 But sweeter far the spring 
 
 Of wisdom, and of grace, 
 When children bless, and praise their King, 
 Who loves the youthful race. 
 
 3 Sweet is the dawn of day, 
 
 When light just streaks the sky, 
 When shades and darkness pass away, 
 And morning beams are nigh. 
 
 4 But sweeter far the dawn 
 
 Of piety in youth; 
 When doubt and darkness are withdrawn, 
 Before the light of truth. 
 
 5 Sweet is the early dew. 
 
 Which gilds the mountain tops; 
 And decks each plant, and flow'r we view, 
 With pearly, glitt'ring drops. 
 
 6 But sweeter far the scene, 
 
 On Zion's holy hill; 
 
SEASONS OF HUMAN LIFE. 159 
 
 When there the dew of youth is seen, 
 Its freshness to distil. 
 
 7 Sweet is the op'ningyfower, 
 
 Which just begins to bloom, 
 
 Which every clay and every hour, 
 
 Fresh beauties will assume. 
 
 8 But sweeter that young heart, 
 
 Where faith, and love, and peace, 
 Blossom, and bloom in every part, 
 With sweet, and varied grace. 
 
 9 O, may life's early spring, 
 
 And morning, ere they flee, 
 Youth's dew, and its fair blossoming, 
 Be giv'n, my God, to thee. 
 
 HYMN 159. L. M. 
 Youth warned. 
 
 1 ^tTE lovely bands of blooming youth, 
 
 1 Warn'd by the voice of heav'nly truth, 
 Now yield to Christ your youthful prime, 
 With all your talents and your time. 
 
 2 Think on your end — nor thoughtless say, 
 "Fll put far off the evil day;" 
 
 Ah! not a moment's in your pow'r, 
 And death stands ready at the door. 
 
 3 Eternity! — how near it rolls! 
 Count the vast value of your souls! 
 Beware! and count the awful cost, 
 
 What they have gain'd whose souls are lost. 
 
 4 Pride, sinful pleasures, lusts and snares, 
 Beset your hearts, your eyes, your ears — 
 Take the alarm — the danger fly! 
 
 Lord, save me, be your earnest cry. 
 
160, 161 SEASONS OF HUMAN LIFE. 
 
 HYMN 160. CM. 
 Middle, age. 
 1 A ND have I measur'd half my days, 
 f\ And half my journey run, 
 Nor tasted the Redeemer's grace, 
 Nor yet my work begun? 
 
 2 The morning of my life is past; 
 
 The noon is almost o'er: 
 The night of death approaches fast, 
 When I can wake no more. 
 
 3 O Thou who seest and know'st my grief, 
 
 Thyself unseen, unknown, 
 In mercy help my unbelief, 
 And melt my heart of stone. 
 
 4 Regard me with a gracious eye, 
 
 The long-sought blessing give, 
 And bid me, at the point to die, 
 Behold thy face, and live. 
 
 HYMN 161. L. M. 
 Old Age. 
 
 1 T7ITERNAL God! enthron'd on high! 
 
 (2i Whom angel hosts adore; 
 Who yet to suppliant dust art nigh, 
 Thy presence I implore. 
 
 2 Oh, guide me down the steep of age, 
 
 And keep my passions cool; 
 Teach me to scan the sacred page, 
 And practise ev'ry rule. 
 
 3 My flying years time urges on, 
 
 What's human must decay: 
 My friends, my young companions, gone, 
 Can I expect to stay? 
 
LIFE AND DEATH. 162 
 
 4 Ah! No — then soothe the mortal hour, 
 On thee my hope depends; 
 Support me with almighty pow'r, 
 While dust to dust descends. 
 
 Life and Death. 
 
 HYMN 162. CM. 
 Sickness sweetened. 
 
 1 ^mTHEN languor and disease invade 
 
 f f This trembling house of clay, 
 'Tis sweet to look beyond my pains, 
 And long to fly away. 
 
 2 Sweet to look inward, and attend 
 
 The whispers of his love: 
 Sweet to look upward to the place 
 Where Jesus pleads above. 
 
 3 Sweet to look back, and see my name 
 
 In life's fair book set down; 
 Sweet to look forward, and behold 
 Eternal joys my own. 
 
 4 Sweet to reflect, how grace divine, 
 
 My sins on Jesus laid; 
 Sweet to remember that his blood, 
 My debt of suffring paid. 
 
 5 Sweet in his righteousness to stand, 
 
 Which saves from second death; 
 Sweet t' experience day by day, 
 His Spirit's quick'ning breath. 
 
 6 Sweet on his faithfulness to rest, 
 
 Whose love can never end 
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163 LIFE AND DEATH. 
 
 Sweet on his covenant of grace, 
 For all things to depend. 
 
 7 Sweet in the confidence of faith, 
 
 To trust his firm decrees; 
 Sweet to lie passive in his hands, 
 And know no will but his. 
 
 8 If such the sweetness of the streams, 
 
 What must the fountain be, 
 Where saints and angels draw their bliss, 
 Immediately from thee. 
 
 HYMN 163. S. M. 
 Issues of life and death. 
 
 1 /"kH, where shall rest be found, 
 \J Rest for the weary soul! 
 
 'Twere vain the ocean's depths to sound, 
 Or pierce to either pole. 
 
 2 The world can never give 
 
 The bliss for which we sigh ; 
 'Tis not the whole of life to live, 
 Nor all of death to die. 
 
 3 Beyond this vale of tears 
 
 There is a life above, 
 Unmeasur'd by the flight of years — 
 And all that life is love. 
 
 4 There is a death whose pang 
 
 Outlasts the fleeting breath: 
 Oh! what eternal horrors hang 
 Around the second death. 
 
 5 Lord, God of truth and grace, 
 
 Teach us that death to shun: — 
 Lest we be driven from thy face, 
 And evermore undone. 
 
LIFE AND DEATH. 164, 165 
 
 6 Here would we end our quest- 
 Alone are found in thee 
 The life of perfect love — the rest 
 Of immortality. 
 
 HYMN 164. L. M. 
 The living and the dead. 
 
 1 %M7"HERE are the dead? — In heav'n or 
 
 Tf hell 
 
 Their disembodied spirits dwell; 
 Their perish'd forms in bonds of clay, 
 Reserv'd until the judgment day. 
 
 2 Who are the dead? — The sons of time 
 In ev'ry age, and state, and clime; 
 Renown'd, dishonor'd, or forgot, 
 
 The place that knew them, knows them not. 
 
 3 Where are the living? — On the ground 
 Where pray'r is heard and mercy found; 
 Where in the compass of a span, 
 
 The mortal makes th' immortal man. 
 
 4 Who are the living? — They whose breath 
 Draws ev'ry moment nigh to death; 
 
 Of endless bliss or woe the heirs: 
 Oh, what an awful lot is theirs! 
 
 5 Then, timely warn'd, let us begin 
 To follow Christ and flee from sin; 
 Daily grow up in him our head, 
 Lord of the living and the dead. 
 
 HYMN 165. CM. 
 Death of a Youth. 
 HEN blooming youth is snatch'd 
 away 
 By death's resistless hand, 
 
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166 LIFE AND DEATH. 
 
 Our hearts the mournful tribute pay, 
 Which pity must demand. 
 
 2 While pity prompts the rising sigh, 
 
 O may this truth imprest 
 With awful power — I too must die — 
 Sink deep in every breast. 
 
 3 Let this vain world engage no more: 
 
 Behold the gaping tomb ! 
 It bids us seize the present hour! 
 To-morrow death may come. 
 
 4 The voice of this alarming scene 
 
 May ev'ry heart obey; 
 Nor be the heav'nly warning vain, 
 Which calls to watch and pray. 
 
 5 O let us fly, to Jesus fly, 
 
 Whose pow'rful arm can save; 
 Then shall our hopes ascend on high, 
 And triumph o'er the grave. 
 
 HYMN 166. L. M. 
 The death of the Righteous. 
 
 1 1 TOW bless'd the righteous when he 
 
 JlJl d . ies > 
 
 When sinks a weary soul to rest, 
 How mildly beam the closing eyes, 
 How gently heaves th' expiring breast. 
 
 2 So fades a summer cloud away, 
 
 So sinks the gale when storms are o'er; 
 So gently shuts the eve of day, 
 So dies a wave along the shore. 
 
 3 A holy quiet reigns around, 
 
 A calm which life, nor death destroys; 
 
THE RESURRECTION'. 167 
 
 Nothing disturbs that peace profound 
 Which his unfettered soul enjoys. 
 
 4 Farewell, conflicting hopes, and fears, 
 Where lights and shades alternate dwell! 
 How bright the unchanging morn appears, 
 Farewell, inconstant world, farewell. 
 
 5 Life's duty done, as sinks the clay, 
 Light from its load the spirit flies; 
 While heav'n and earth combine to say, 
 How bless'd the righteous when he dies. 
 
 The Resurrection and Judgment. 
 
 HYMN 167. L. M. 
 Hope in the Resurrection. 
 
 1 TTNVEIL thy bosom, faithful tomb, 
 
 %J Take this new treasure to thy trust; 
 And give these sacred relics room, 
 To seek a slumber in the dust. 
 
 2 Nor pain, nor grief, nor anxious fear 
 Invade thy bounds. No mortal woes 
 Can reach the peaceful sleeper here, 
 While angels watch the soft repose. 
 
 3 So Jesus slept; — God's dying Son 
 Pass'd thro' the grave, and blest the bed; 
 Rest here, blest saint, till from his throne 
 The morning break, and pierce the shade. 
 
 4 Break from his throne, illustrious morn; 
 Attend, O earth! his sov'reign word; 
 Restore thy trust — a glorious form — 
 Call'd to ascend and meet the Lord. 
 
168, 169 THE RESURRECTION. 
 
 HYMN 168. C. M. 
 Prospect of the Resurrection. 
 HRO' sorrow's night and clanger's path, 
 
 T 
 
 Amid the deep'ning gloom, 
 We, soldiers of an injur'd King, 
 
 Are marching to the tomb. 
 There when the turmoil is no more, 
 
 And all our pow'rs decay, 
 Our cold remains, in solitude, 
 
 Shall sleep the years away. 
 
 Our labours done, securely laid 
 
 In this our last retreat, 
 Unheeded, o'er our silent dust, 
 
 The storms of life shall beat. 
 
 These ashes poor, this little dust, 
 
 Our Father's care shall keep, 
 Till the last angel rise, and break 
 
 The long and dreary sleep. 
 
 Then love's soft dew o'er ev'ry eye 
 
 Shall shed its mildest rays, 
 And the long silent dust shall burst 
 
 With shouts of endless praise. 
 
 HYMN 169. L. M. 
 Christ's coming to Judgment. 
 
 THE Lord shall come, the earth shall 
 quake, 
 The mountains to their centre shake; 
 And with'ring from the vault of night, 
 The stars shall pale their feeble light. 
 
170 
 
 The Lord shall come, but not the same, 
 As once in lowliness he came; 
 A silent lamb before his foes, 
 A weary man, and full of woes. 
 The Lord shall come! a dreadful form, 
 With rainbow wreath, and robes of storm, 
 On cherub wings, and wings of wind, 
 Anpointed judge of all mankind. 
 Can this be He, who wont lo stray, 
 A pilgrim on the world's highway, 
 Oppress'd by pow'r, and mock'd by pride, 
 The Nazarene, the crucified? 
 
 While sinners in despair shall call, 
 " Rocks hide us, mountains on us fall!" 
 The saints ascending from the tomb, 
 Shall joyful sing*, " the Lord is come," 
 
 Heaven. 
 
 HYMN 170. P. M. 11. 
 The Christian's Sweet Home. 
 1 HV/l" ID scenes of confusion and creature 
 .ItJL complaints, 
 How sweet to my soul is communion with 
 
 saints; 
 To find at the banquet of mercy there's room, 
 And feel in the presence of Jesus at home. 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 Home, home, sweet, sweet home, 
 Prepare me, dear Saviour, for glory, my 
 home. 
 
170 HEAVEN. 
 
 2 Sweet bonds that unite all the children of 
 
 peace! 
 And thrice precious Jesus, whose love cannot 
 
 cease! 
 Though oft from thy presence in sadness I 
 
 roam, 
 I long to behold thee, in glory at home. 
 
 3 I sigh from this body of sin to be free, 
 Which hinders my joy and communion with 
 
 thee; 
 Though now my temptations like billows 
 
 may foam, 
 All, all will be peace, when I'm with thee at 
 
 home. 
 
 4 While here in the valley of conflict I stay, 
 O give me submission and strength as my 
 
 day; 
 In all my afflictions to thee would I come, 
 Rejoicing in hope of my glorious home. 
 
 5 Whate'er thou deniest, O give me thy grace, 
 The Spirit's sure witness, and smiles of thy 
 
 face; 
 Indulge me with patience to wait at thy 
 
 throne, 
 And find even now a sweet foretaste of home. 
 
 6 I long,dearest Lord, in thy beauties to shine, 
 No more as an exile in sorrow to pine, 
 And in thy dear image, arise from the tomb, 
 With glorified millions to praise thee at 
 
 Home. 
 Home, home, sweet, sweet home, 
 Receive me, dear Saviour, in glory, my home. 
 
HEAVEN. 171, 172 
 
 HYMN 171. C. M. 
 The Heavenly Jerusalem anticipated. 
 
 1 TERUSALEM, my happy home, 
 tf Name ever dear to me; 
 
 When shall my labours have an end, 
 In joy, and peace, and thee. 
 
 2 When shall these eyes thy heav'n built walls, 
 
 And pearly gates behold? 
 Thy bulwarks with salvation strong, 
 And streets of shining gold? 
 
 3 O when, thou city of my God, 
 
 Shall I thy courts ascend; 
 Where congregations ne'er break up. 
 And Sabbaths have no end. 
 
 4 There happier bowers than Eden's bloom, 
 
 Nor sin nor sorrow know; 
 Bless'd seats, through wild and stormy 
 scenes, 
 I onward press to you. 
 
 5 Apostles, martyrs, prophets there, 
 
 Around my Saviour stand; 
 And soon my friends in Christ below, 
 Will join the glorious band. 
 
 6 Jerusalem, my happy home! 
 
 My soul still pants for thee, 
 Then shall my labours have an end, 
 When I thy joys shall see. 
 
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 HYMN 172. P.M. 7. 
 Saints in Heaven. 
 IGH in yonder realms of light, 
 Dwell the raptur.'d saints above, 
 
172 HEAVEN. 
 
 Far beyond our feeble sight, 
 
 Happy in Immanuers love. 
 Pilgrims in this vale of tears, 
 
 Once they knew, like us below, 
 Gloomy doubts, distressing fears, 
 
 Tort'ring pain and heavy wo. 
 
 2 Oft the big, unbidden tear, 
 
 Stealing down the furrow'd cheek, 
 Told in eloquence sincere, 
 
 Tales of wo they could not speak. 
 But, these days of weeping o'er, 
 
 Past this scene of toil and pain, 
 They shall feel distress no more, 
 
 Never — never weep again! 
 
 3 'Mid the chorus of the skies, 
 
 'Mid th' angelic lyres above, 
 Hark — their songs melodious rise, 
 
 Songs of praise to Jesus love! 
 Happy Spirits! ye are fled, 
 
 Where no grief can entrance find, 
 LulPd to rest the aching head, 
 
 Sooth'd the anguish of the mind! 
 
 4 All is tranquil and serene, 
 
 Calm and undisturb'd repose — 
 There no cloud can intervene — 
 
 There no angry tempest blows! 
 Ev'ry tear is wip'd away, 
 
 Sighs no more shall heave the breast; 
 Night is lost in endless day — 
 
 Sorrow — in eternal rest! 
 
DOXOLOGIES. 173 
 
 DOXOLOGIES. 
 
 1. L. M. 
 
 TO God the Father, God the Son, 
 And God the Spirit, three in one, 
 Be honour, praise, and glory given, 
 By all on earth, and all in heaven. 
 
 2. L. M. 
 
 PRAISE God from whom all blessings 
 flow, 
 Praise Him all creatures here below, 
 Praise him above, ye heav'nly host, 
 Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. 
 
 3. C. M. 
 
 TO Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, 
 The God whom we adore; 
 Be glory as it was, is now, 
 And shall be evermore. 
 
 r V s 
 
 4. C. M. 
 
 IO praise the Father, and the Son, 
 And Spirit all divine, 
 The One in Three and Three in One, 
 Let saints and angels join. 
 
 5. S. M. 
 
 TO the Eternal Three, 
 In will and essence one, 
 To Father, Son, and Spirit be 
 Co-equal honours done. 
 
174 DOXOLOGIES. 
 
 6. P. M. 
 
 TO God the Father's throne, 
 Perpetual honours raise; 
 Glory to God the Son, 
 And to the Spirit praise: 
 With all our pow'rs, Eternal King, 
 Thy name we sing, while faith adores. 
 
 7. L. P. M. 
 
 NOW to the Great, and sacred Three, 
 The Father, Son, and Spirit, be 
 Eternal power and glory giv'n, 
 Thro' all the worlds where God is known, 
 By all the angels near the throne, 
 
 And all the saints in earth, and heav'n. 
 
 8. C.P. M. 
 
 TO Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, 
 The God, whom Heav'n's triumphant 
 host, 
 And saints on earth adore; 
 Be glory as in ages past, 
 As now it is, and so shall last, 
 When time shall be no more. 
 
 9. P. M. 7. 
 
 SING we to our God above, 
 Praise eternal as his love, 
 Praise him all ye heav'nly host, 
 Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. 
 
 10. P. M. 7. 
 
 PRAISE the name of God most high, 
 Praise him, all below the sky, 
 Praise him, all ye heav'nly host, 
 Father, Son, and Holy Ghost: 
 
DOXOLOGIES. 175 
 
 As through countless ages past, 
 Evermore his praise shall last. 
 
 11. P.M. 8,7. 
 
 PRAISE the Father, earth, and heav'n, 
 Praise the Son, the Spirit praise, 
 As it was, and is, be given, 
 Glory through eternal days. 
 
 12. P.M. 8,7,4. 
 
 FATHER, Son, and Holy Spirit, 
 Thou the God whom we adore, 
 May we all thy love inherit, 
 
 To thine image us restore, 
 Vast eternal! 
 Praises to thee evermore. 
 
 13. P.M. 7,6. 
 
 TO the Father, to the Son, 
 And Spirit ever bless'd, 
 Everlasting Three in One, 
 
 All worship be address'd. 
 Praise from all above, below, 
 
 As throughout th' ages past, 
 Now is giv'n, and shall be so 
 While endless ages last. 
 
 14. P.M. 11,8. 
 
 ALL praise to the Father, all praise to 
 the Son, 
 All praise to the Spirit thrice bless'd, 
 The Holy, Eternal, Supreme Three in One, 
 Was, is, and shall still be address'd. 
 m 2 
 
176 DOXOLOGIES. 
 
 15. P.M. 11. 
 
 O FATHER Almighty, to thee be acl- 
 dress'd, 
 With Christ and the Spirit, one God ever 
 
 bless'd, 
 All glory, and worship from earth, and from 
 
 heav'n, 
 As was, and is now, and shall ever be giv'n. 
 
 16. P.M. 8,7. 
 Apostolic Benediction. 
 
 1 1%/^AY the grace of Christ the Saviour, 
 ItJL And the Father's boundless love, 
 With the Holy Spirit's favour, 
 
 Rest upon us from above. 
 
 2 Thus may we abide in union, 
 
 With each other, and the Lord, 
 
 And possess in sweet communion, 
 
 Joys which earth cannot afford. 
 
 17. L. M. 
 
 The Peace of God, fyc. Phil iv. 7. 
 
 1 FT1HE peace, which God alone reveals, 
 
 1 And by his word of grace imparts, 
 Which only the believer feels, 
 Direct, and keep, and cheer our hearts. 
 
 2 And may the holy Three in One, 
 The Father, Word, and Comforter, 
 Pour an abundant blessing down, 
 On ev'ry soul assembled here. 
 
 
A TABLE 
 
 TO FIND ANY HYMN BY THE FIRST LINF, 
 
 A in MN 
 
 All hail the pow'r of Jesus' name 16 
 
 And have I measur'd half my days 160 
 
 And is the gospel peace and love 14 
 
 Arm of the Lord, awake, awake 139 
 
 Awake, my soul, stretch ev'ry nerve 93 
 
 Awake, my soul, to joyful lays 5 
 
 B 
 
 Behold a stranger at the door 30 
 
 Behold the mountain of the Lord 140 
 
 Brightest, and best of the sons of the morning 8 
 
 C 
 
 Children of the heav'nly King 100 
 
 Come ev'ry pious heart 18 
 
 Come heav'nly peace of mind 74 
 
 Come humble sinner in whose breast 39 
 
 Come my soul, thy suit prepare 4.") 
 
 Come thou Almighty King 6 
 
 Come thou fount of ev'ry blessing 133 
 
 Come weary souls with sins distrest 33 
 
 Come, we who love the Lord 76 
 
 Come, ye that know and fear the Lord 3 
 
 Come ye weary, heavy laden 34 
 
 D 
 
 Dear refuge of my weary soul 85 
 
 Dear Saviour, if these lambs should stray 148 
 
 Deep are the wounds which sin has made 11 
 
 Did Christ o'er sinners weep 73 
 
178 TABLE OF FIRST LINES. 
 
 E HYMN 
 
 Eternal God, enthron'd on high 161 
 
 F 
 
 Faith adds new charms to earthly bliss 69 
 
 Far from the world, O Lord, I flee 117 
 
 Far from thy fold, my God, my feet 57 
 
 Father of all, thy care we bless 120 
 
 Father, whate'er of earthly bliss 116 
 
 Friend of the friendless, and the faint 44 
 
 From ev'ry stormy wind that blows 111 
 
 From Greenland's icy mountains 138 
 
 G 
 
 Give to the winds thy fears 75 
 
 Glory to God on high 17 
 
 Go, messenger of love, and bear 145 
 
 Grace 'tis a charming sound 66 
 
 Guide me, O thou great Jehovah 94 
 
 H 
 
 Hail my ever blessed Jesus 58 
 
 Hail, sov'reign love that first began 12 
 
 Hail to the Lord's anointed 141 
 
 Happy the heart where graces reign 71 
 
 Hark the song of Jubilee 146 
 
 Hasten, sinners to be wise 28 
 
 High in yonder realms of light 172 
 
 Holy Ghost, dispel our sadness 20 
 
 How are thy servants bless'd, O Lord 150 
 
 How blest the righteous when he dies 166 
 
 How blest the sacred tie that binds 65 
 
 How firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord 68 
 
 How helpless guilty nature lies 49 
 
 How sad our state by nature is 48 
 
 How vain are all things here below 90 
 
 I 
 
 If human kindness meets return 151 
 
 I hear a voice that comes from far 59 
 
TABLE OF FIRST LINES. 179 
 
 HYMN 
 
 I love to steal awhile away 118 
 
 In God's own house, by silent night 149 
 
 Inquire ye pilgrims, for the way 60 
 
 In songs of sublime adoration, and praise 67 
 
 Is this the kind return 40 
 
 I would, but cannot sing 81 
 
 I would not live alway; I ask not to stay 105 
 
 Jerusalem, my happy home 171 
 
 Jesus, and shall it ever be 61 
 
 Jesus, full of all compassion 46 
 
 Jesus, I my cross have taken 95 
 
 Jesus, lover of my soul 82 
 
 K 
 
 Keep silence, all created things 2 
 
 L 
 
 Let saints on earth their anthems raise 142 
 
 Let us love, and sing, and w T onder 19 
 
 Let Zion's watchmen all awake 154 
 
 Lord dismiss us with thy blessing 124 
 
 Lord, teach us how to pray aright 112 
 
 Love divine, all love excelling 132 
 
 M 
 
 Many woes had Christ endured 97 
 
 Mark the soft falling snow 135 
 
 Mark'd as the purpose of the skies 144 
 
 May the grace of Christ the Saviour 176 
 Mid scenes of confusion, and creature complaints 170 
 
 Mortals awake, with angels join 7 
 
 My former hopes are fled 47 
 
 My soul, be on thy guard 91 
 
 My soul, with humble fervour raise 55 
 
 N 
 
 Now begin the heavenly theme 101 
 
180 TABLE OF FIRST LINES. 
 
 O HYMN 
 
 O could I find some peaceful bow'r 72 
 
 O'er the gloomy hills of darkness 143 
 
 O happy day that fix'd my choice 62 
 
 O how divine, how sweet the joy 53 
 
 O in the morn of life, when youth 157 
 
 O Israel, to thy tents repair 92 
 
 O Lord, another day is flown 119 
 
 O my soul what means this sadness 87 
 
 Once I thought my mountain strong 84 
 
 Once, O Lord, thy garden flourished 127 
 
 O that I knew the secret place 83 
 
 O thou before whose gracious throne 155 
 
 O thou whose tender mercy hears 41 
 
 Our souls by love together knit 64 
 
 O what amazing words of grace 36 
 
 O where shall rest be found 163 
 
 P 
 
 People of the living God 56 
 
 Pilgrim, burden'd with thy sin 86 
 
 Pray'r is the soul's sincere desire 113 
 
 Prostrate, dear Jesus, at thy feet 42 
 
 R 
 
 Rejoicing now in glorious hope 110 
 
 Repent, the voice celestial cries 27 
 
 Return, my soul, unto thy rest 79 
 
 Return, O wanderer, return 35 
 
 Rise, my soul, O stretch thy wings 108 
 
 Rise, O my soul, the hours review 54 
 
 Rock of ages, cleft for me 15 
 
 S 
 
 Sad pilgrim of Zion, tho' chasten'd awhile 107 
 
 Safely through another week 121 
 
 Salvation, O the joyful sound 134 
 
 Saviour, visit thy plantation 128 
 
 Say, sinner, hath a voice within 29 
 
TABLE OF FIRST LINES. 181 
 
 HYMH 
 
 Say, who is she that looks abroad 136 
 
 See the vineyard lately planted 130 
 
 Shepherd of Israel, bend thine ear 152 
 
 Sinner art thou still secure 22 
 
 Sinners behold that downward road 24 
 
 Soft be the gently breathing notes 114 
 
 Sometimes a light surprises 102 
 
 Sov'reign ruler, Lord of all 43 
 
 Stay thou insulted Spirit, stay 21 
 
 Stop poor sinner, stop and think 23 
 
 Sweet is the time of spring 158 
 
 Sweet the moments, rich in blessing 98 
 
 T 
 
 The giddy world with flatt'ring tongue 63 
 
 The Lord shall come, the earth shall quake 169 
 
 There is a fountain fill'd with blood 10 
 
 The spacious firmament on high 1 
 The voice of free grace cries, escape to the mountain 38 
 
 This God is the God we adore 126 
 
 Thou only sov'reign of my heart 89 
 
 Through sorrow's night, and danger's path 168 
 
 Thus far on life's perplexing path 103 
 
 Thy goodness Lord, our souls confess 4 
 
 Thy people, Lord, who trust thy word 137 
 
 Thy presence, gracious God, afford 123 
 
 'Tis a point I long to know 78 
 
 To-day, if you will hear his voice ^7 
 
 U 
 
 Ungrateful sinners ! whence this scorn 26 
 
 Unite my roving thoughts, unite 122 
 
 Unveil thy bosom, faithful tomb 167 
 
 W 
 
 Weary of struggling with my pain 50 
 
 We bid thee welcome in the name loo 
 
 Welcome, welcome, dear Redeemer ol 
 
 We seek n <> ; the .-ki- M)( 
 
182 TABLE OF FIRST LINES. 
 
 HYMN 
 
 What is the thing of greatest price 32 
 
 What jarring natures dwell within 80 
 
 What though the arm of conq'ring death 156 
 
 When blooming youth is snatch'd away 165 
 
 When darkness long has veil'd my mind 88 
 
 When frowning death appears 25 
 
 When gath'ring clouds around I view 70 
 
 When I can read my title clear 109 
 
 When languor and disease invade 162 
 
 When marshall'd on the nightly plain 9 
 
 When musing sorrow weeps the past 77 
 
 When on Sinai's top I see 96 
 
 Where are the dead? in heaven, or hell 164 
 
 Where high the heav'nly temple stands 18 
 
 Where two or three with sweet accord 125 
 
 While I to grief my soul gave way 129 
 
 While with ceaseless course the sun 147 
 
 Whilst thee I seek, protecting pow'r 115 
 
 Who can describe the joys that rise 52 
 
 Who is this stranger in distress 31 
 
 Why thus impatient to be gone 104 
 
 Y 
 
 Ye lovely bands of blooming youth 159 
 
 Yes, we trust the day is breaking 131 
 
 Your harps, ye trembling saints 99 
 
 DOXOLOGIES 173—176 
 
AN INDEX, 
 
 Table to find a Hymn suited to particular Subjects or 
 Occasions. 
 
 A C 
 
 Abuse, of divine goodness 26 Call of the heathen an- 
 Acknowledgment , grate- swered 138 
 
 ful 55,59, 133. Calvary, mount 96 
 
 Address, suppliant to the [Canaan, Israel travel- 
 Saviour 46i ling to 103 
 Advent of Christ 7—9 Prospect of 110 
 Affections, weaned from \ Characters of Christ 10 — 15 
 earth 105, 170 ^Choice of a pastor 152 
 Affliction sweetened 168 of the heritage of 
 
 Age, middle 
 
 Age, old 
 
 Alarming 
 
 Alarm, the 
 
 Ashamed, not, 
 
 Asking the way to Zion 60 
 
 Attributes of God 1 — 6 
 
 B 
 Beauty of the church 136 
 Believers, weak, com 
 
 forted 99 
 
 Benediction, apostolic 177 
 Bethlehem, star of 9 
 
 Blessings of Christ's 
 
 reign 
 Blood of Christ, its vir- 
 tue 10 
 Breathing after heaven 
 
 105, 107, 108, 170 
 Broad and narrow ways 24 
 Brotherly love 64, 65 
 
 Burial of a believer 167, 168 
 
 160 God's children 56 
 
 161 Christ our advocate 13 
 2—29 not ashamed of 61 
 
 23 Coronation of 7 
 
 of Jesus 61 example 14 
 
 fountain 10 
 
 hiding place 12 
 
 inviting sinners 48 
 
 knocking at the sin- 
 ner's door 30 
 love to 78 
 nativity 7 
 prince of peace 142 
 physician 1 1 
 refuge 82—85 
 Star of Bethlehem 9 
 rock of ages 15 
 Christian life 80—110 
 Christian breathing af- 
 ter heaven 108, 105 
 in darkness 84 
 conflicting with sin 80, 81 
 
184 
 
 INDEX. 
 
 encouraged 86, 89, 91 
 enjoying light 88, 102 
 forsaking all for Christ 9E 
 inviting sinners 33 — 38 
 journeying to heaven 103 
 pilgrim 86 
 
 his refuge 85, 89 
 
 running the race 93 
 
 sitting at Jesus' feet 98 
 supported by hope 109 
 watching and praying 91 
 fellowship and love 
 
 64,65 
 
 Church its beauty, and 
 
 strength 13C 
 
 children of, pray'd for 148 
 
 Close of worship 124 
 
 of the day of grace 25 
 
 Comfort in sickness 
 to weak believers 
 under loss of minis- 
 ters 
 
 Companions evil, delive- 
 rance from 
 
 Confession of sin 
 
 Confidence in God 
 in the Mediator 
 
 Contrite heart 
 
 Conversion 
 joy over 
 
 Convert, the 
 
 Convinced sinner, the 
 
 Coronation of Christ 
 
 Creation praising God 
 
 Creatares, love to, dan- 
 gerous 
 
 Cross, sitting at its foot 
 the Christain taking 
 his 
 
 D 
 
 Danger of delay 28, 29 
 
 Darkness, christian in 84 
 
 removed 88 
 
 Day of judgment 169 
 
 sinner warned in view 22 
 
 latter, glory of 140 
 
 Dead, the, and the living 164 
 
 Death of a minister 156 
 
 of the righteous 166 
 
 of a youth 165 
 
 the close of the day 
 
 of grace 25 
 
 issues of 163 
 
 impatience for, sinful 104 
 Declension of religion 
 
 lamented 127 
 
 Decrees of God 2 
 
 Dedication, self 62 
 
 Deliverance from evil 
 
 companions 63 
 
 Destruction, escaping from 
 
 24 
 Devotion, habitual 115 
 
 secret 117 
 
 at evening twilight 118 
 Dew of youth 158 
 
 Dismission 124 
 
 Distinguishing grace 
 
 acknowledged, 59, 67 
 Doxologies 173 — 176 
 
 E 
 Early piety, beauty of 158 
 exhortations to 
 
 37,157. 160 
 
 East, star of the 8 
 
 Effect of the gospel 135 
 
 Election 67 
 
 Evening, Saturday 121 
 
 twilight .118 
 
 worship ll!> 
 
 Examination, self 78 
 
 Ezatnplt of Christ 14 
 
 of lovo to creatures 9Oij£zA0rialum to repentance 27 
 
 10- 
 
 162 
 99 
 
 156 
 
 63 
 
 -43 
 
 75 
 
 70 
 
 41 
 
 50, 53 
 
 52, 53 
 
 54, 65 
 
 47 
 
 16 
 
 1 
 
 90 
 96 
 
185 
 
 Faith, power of 09 
 
 in the promises 68 
 
 Family worship 120 
 
 Farewell to missionaries 145 
 Fellowship, christian 64, 65 
 Flying to Christ in temp- 
 tation 82 
 Forgiveness of sin 58 
 joy of 55 
 Forsaking all for Christ 95 
 Fountain of Christ's blood 10 
 of living waters 36 
 Free grace 59, 66, 67 
 its voice 38 
 Funeral of a minister 157 
 of a saint 167, 168 
 of a youth 165 
 G 
 Gethsemanc 9 
 Glory of the church 136 
 of the latter day 140 
 God, his decrees 2 
 goodness 4 
 leading to repentance 40 
 love of 3 
 love to 71 
 loving kindness 5 
 his people chosen 56 
 praised in creation 1 
 providence 2, 75 
 refuge in trouble 8o 
 servants of, always 
 
 safe 150 
 
 speaking peace to his 
 
 people 122 
 
 trust in 7. 
 
 Goodness of God leading 
 to repentance 40 
 
 sinner hardened by 26 
 Gospel, its effects 135 
 
 its triumphs 131 
 
 prayer for the spread 
 
 of the 137,143 
 
 Grace, and sin, conflict 
 
 between 81 
 
 salvation by 66 
 
 distinguishing 59 
 
 miracle of 58 
 
 pardoning 48 
 
 renewing 49 
 
 Graces of the Spirit 69—79 
 
 Gratitude, penitential 54, 55 
 
 Grave, blest 167 
 
 Guide of the pilgrim 94 
 
 Habitual devotion 115 
 
 Hatred of sin 72 
 
 Heart, contrite 41 
 
 sinner's opened 31 
 
 Heathen, call of the, an- 
 swered 138 
 Heaven, hope of 105, 109 
 joying over conver- 
 sion 52, 53 
 prospect of 110 
 saints in 172 
 Heavenly joy on earth 76 
 Heritage of God's people 
 
 chosen 56 
 
 Hiding -place, Christ a 12 
 Home, sweet home 170 
 
 Hope of heaven support- 
 ing 109 
 encouraged 87 
 in trouble 77 
 rejoicing in 100 
 Hoping for a revival 129 
 
 Impatience for death sin- 
 ful 104 
 Importance of youth 157 
 Indwelling sin 80 
 Inconstancy lamented 81 
 Influence of the Spirit 
 sought 20, 21 
 
186 
 
 INDEX. 
 
 Installation of a minis- \Lord's supper 151 
 
 ter 153 Loving kindness of God 5 
 
 Intercession of Christ 13 M 
 
 Inviting 30 — '3d Mediator, confidence in 70 
 
 103 Melancholy reproved 87 
 
 Israel, christian 
 
 Issues of life and death 
 J 
 
 Jerusalem, the new 
 
 Jesus, not ashamed of 
 weeping over sinners 
 worship of 
 
 Joy over conversion 52, 53] 
 heavenly, on earth, 7G ( 
 
 Jubilee, the song of 146| 
 
 Judgment, the day of 169, 
 sinner exhorted 
 view of 
 K 
 
 Kindness, loving, of God 
 
 Kingdom of Christ 141,146 
 its increase prayed 
 for 139, 143 
 
 Knocking, Christ, at the 
 sinner's heart 
 reply of the sinner to 
 
 Knowledge vain without 
 love 
 
 L 
 
 Lamb, worthy the 
 
 Life, and death, issues of 163 
 
 Light breaking into the 
 soul 102 
 
 Live, I would not al- 
 way 105 
 
 Uving the, and the dead 1 64 
 
 Love divine 132 
 
 of God 3 
 
 to God 71 
 
 to Christ 78 
 
 to christians 64, 65 
 
 to creatures danger- 
 ous 90 
 redeeming 101 
 
 163 Mercies remembered 54, 133 
 
 Mercy, pleading for 
 ITVMercy seat, the 
 61 the sinner's suit at 
 73 Middle age 
 1 1 4, Ministers, seeking direc- 
 tion in the choice 
 of 
 
 43 
 111 
 
 45 
 160 
 
 152 
 
 loss of, comfort under 156 
 
 installation 153 
 
 prayer for sick 155 
 
 watchmen 154 
 
 Miracle of Grace 58 
 
 Missionary, prayed for 144 
 
 farewell to 145 
 
 Monthly Concert 124—146 
 
 Mountains , the three 96 
 
 Mourning for sin 73 
 
 N 
 
 Narrow way 24 
 
 Nature, and grace, con- 
 flict between 80, 81 
 Nativity of Christ 7 
 
 Nature of prayer 113 
 
 Neic year 147 
 
 Night, Saturday 121 
 
 Now the day of grace 28, 29 
 
 Old age 161 
 
 Opened, sinner's heart 31 
 Ordination of ministers 153 
 Our God forever 126 
 
 P 
 Pardon acknowledged 
 
 55, 58, 59 
 
 Seeking 42, 43, 48 
 
 Passage through life 106 
 
 Pastor sought of God 168 
 
INDEX. 
 
 187 
 
 installation of 153, 
 
 Peace, spiritual 74 
 
 God speaking 122 
 
 Prince of 142 
 
 Penitential 40—49 
 
 Penitent, the 42 
 
 Penitential gratitude 54, 55 
 
 Perfections of God 1 — 6 
 
 Perseverance 68 
 
 Physician, Christ the 11 
 
 Pilgrim, christian 103 
 
 asking the way to 
 
 Zion 60 
 
 encouraged 86 
 
 his guide 94 
 
 his song 108 
 
 Pleading for mercy and 
 
 pardon 48, 49 
 
 the promises 44 
 
 with God in distress 83 
 Power of faith 69 
 
 Praise of God by creation 1 
 to the Trinity 6 
 
 to the Redeemer 16 — 19 
 for Redeeming love 19 
 Prayer, and watchfulness 
 91 
 its nature 113 
 
 for direction in the 
 choice of a minis- 
 ter 152 
 to the Holy Spirit 20. 21 
 for the children of 
 
 the church 148 
 
 preparation for 112 
 
 for peace of mind 74 
 
 for a revival 128 
 
 for the spread of the 
 
 gospel 137, 139, J 43 
 
 for a sick minister 155 
 
 Prince of peace 142 
 
 Promises, precious 68 
 
 plead by prayer 44 
 
 Prospect of heaven 110 
 
 \Providence, confidence 
 
 in 75, 150 
 
 Public worship 123, 124 
 
 R 
 Race, the christian 93 
 
 Redeeming love 101 
 
 praise for 19 
 
 Refuge in temptation 82 
 
 in trouble 85 
 
 Rejoicing in hope 100 
 
 in prospect of hea- 
 ven 110 
 
 in a revival 131 
 
 Religion, declension of, 
 
 lamented 127 
 
 revival of prayed for 128 
 
 hoped for 129 
 
 enjoyed 131 
 
 Remembrance of Christ 151 
 Renewal of self dedication 62 
 Renewing grace sought 49 
 Repentance, call to 27 
 
 from a sense of the 
 divine goodness, 40 
 Repenting Sinners, joy 
 
 over 52, 53 
 
 Resignation 75, 116 
 
 Resolve, the humble sin- 
 ner's 39 
 Rest of the soul in God 79 
 Resurrection, hope in the 167 
 Retirement 117 
 Returning sinner 57 
 Righteous, death of 166 
 Rock of Ages, Christ 15 
 
 S 
 Safety in Christ alone 89 
 Saints in Heaven 172 
 
 Salvation by grace 66 — 68 
 
 its sound diffused 134 
 
188 
 
 INDEX. 
 
 Sanctification, prayer for 49! 
 imperfect 80] 
 
 Saturday night ]21 
 
 Seasons of human life 
 
 157, 161 
 Secret devotion 115, 117 
 Self dedication 62 
 
 Self denial 95 
 
 Self examination 78 
 
 Sick minister, prayer for 156 
 Sickness, comfort in 162 
 Sinai, and Calvary 96 
 
 Sin, indwelling 80 
 
 and grace, conflict 
 
 between 81 
 
 hatred of 72 
 
 mourning for 73 
 
 Sinner addressed 22, 23, 24 
 
 27,29 
 
 abusing the divine 
 
 goodness 26 
 
 convinced 47 
 
 , exhorted in view of 
 judgment 22 
 
 his heart opened 31 
 
 forgiven 55, 58 
 
 hiding place for 12 
 
 invited by Christ 30, 48 
 to Christ 30, 38 
 
 prepare to meet God 22 
 repenting 40, 49 
 
 resolving to go to 
 
 Christ 39 
 
 requested to stop 23 
 
 returning 57 
 
 seeking jardon and 
 
 sanctiflcation 48, 49 
 submitting to God 50 
 surrendering 51 
 
 Sitting at the foot of the 
 
 cross 98 
 
 Slothfulness, warned 
 
 against 92 
 
 Song of Jubilee 146 
 
 Soul, light breaking into 
 
 the 102 
 
 finding its rest in God 79 
 
 its value 32 
 
 Sovereignty of God 2 
 
 Spirit Holy, invoked 20, 21 
 Spiritual peace 74 
 
 Spread of the Gospel 140 
 
 prayed for 137,139,143 
 Star of Bethlehem 9 
 
 of the East 8 
 
 Storm, refuge from 82, 85 
 Striving of the Spirit 
 
 with sinners 29 
 
 Submission to Providence 75 
 
 to Christ 50 
 
 Sufferings of Christ 97 
 
 Supper, Lord's 151 
 
 Suppliant address to the 
 
 Saviour 46 
 
 Suit at the mercy seat 45 
 Surrender , the 51 
 
 T 
 Tabor, Mount 96 
 
 Tears of Jesus 73 
 
 Temptation, in, flying to 
 
 Christ 82 
 
 Thanksgiving 4, 54, 55, 58, 
 59, 133 
 To-day the accepted 
 
 time 28, 29 
 
 Traveller's hymn 150 
 
 Trinity, praise to the 6 
 
 Triumphs of the gospel 131 
 Trouble, hope in 77 
 
 refuge from 85 
 
 Trust in God 75 
 
 in Christ 70 
 
 

 INDEX. 
 
 189 
 
 V 
 
 
 private 115, 117 
 
 118 
 
 Value of the soul 
 
 32 
 
 public, commence- 
 
 
 Vanity of the creature 
 
 90 
 
 ment of 
 
 123 
 
 Vineyard of the Lord 
 
 130 
 
 close of 
 
 124 
 
 Voice of free grace 
 
 33 
 
 social 
 
 125 
 
 from Calvary 
 
 59 
 
 Worshipping Jesus 
 
 114 
 
 W 
 
 
 Worthy the Lamb 
 
 17 
 
 Wanderer invited to rest 
 
 35 
 
 Y 
 
 
 Warfare, Christian 91 
 
 ,92 
 
 Youth, its importance 
 
 157 
 
 Warning against sloth- 
 
 
 the spring and dew 
 
 
 fulness 
 
 92 
 
 of 
 
 158 
 
 to youth 
 
 159 
 
 warned 
 
 159 
 
 Watchfulness and prayer 
 
 91 
 
 invited to Christ 
 
 37 
 
 Watching for souls, min- 
 
 
 death of a 
 
 165 
 
 isters 
 
 154 
 
 of the church prayed 
 
 
 Water, living, fountain of 36 
 
 for 
 
 148 
 
 Way to Zion asked for 
 
 60 
 
 Year, new 
 
 147 
 
 Ways, broad and narrow 
 
 24 
 
 Z 
 
 
 Weak believers comforted 99 \ Zion, asking the way to 60 
 Weary invited to rest 33i pilgrim of 107 
 
 Worship, evening 119 its increase prayed 
 
 family 1201 for 139 
 

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