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 PRAYER. 
 
 VOUCHSAFE, O Lord, to direct me in this 
 Work, and blefs thefe Hymns to the good of 
 mankind ; that both I, and they, may glorify thee 
 for the truths they contain ; through Jefus Chrift our 
 only Saviour. Amen. 
 
 HYMN I. 
 
 INVOCATION. REV. 15. 3,4. 
 
 OGOD, be pleafed to conduct our hearts, that, 
 with fuitable reverence and humility, we mav 
 invoke thy Divine aid. — Thrice, Holy ! the Angela 
 fhout ; — thrice, Holy, our hearts reply — is great Je- 
 hovah's Name S — Kelp us to labour to thy glory, and 
 our own falvation, for Chrift's fake. 
 
 I. 
 
 ALMIGHTY GOD, thou fov'reign King, 
 Lord of the Univerfe ! 
 Angels and faints before thee iing, 
 And Holy is their verfe. 
 
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 II. 
 
 Redeeming love, and pard'ning grace. 
 
 Their higheft drains infpire j 
 The glories of a Saviour's face, 
 
 Fill them with facred fire. 
 
 III. 
 
 O then, that we, thy finful duft, 
 
 May imitate them too, 
 Grant us a fpark of heav'nly flame, 
 
 To fing — how juft ! — how true ! 
 
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 HYMN IT. 
 
 FOR THE LORD'S SUPPER.. 
 
 LES3ED JESUS ! we meet at thy table, to 
 feed upon food divine : Thy body is the bread 
 we eat ; and thy precious blood the wine we drink. — 
 Thy love, m hich inclined thee to fulfer, bleed, and die, 
 provides this fweet repaft ; and now invites us to par- 
 take ofthefe holy pledges. — The bitter torments of the 
 crofs thou didft endure for us, thy welcome guefts ; 
 were the purchafe of thefe heart reviving joys. — Thy 
 led body becomes the ftneft bread, when fpi- 
 'y taken ; and with thy bleffing in this holy ordi- 
 hopes are fatisfied. — Tby blood that 
 .i in purple ilreams has fill'd this generous cup, 
 ers the heart of man. — Sure, deleft Saviour! 
 . was love fo free as thine : well may'ft thou claim 
 heart which owes fo much to thee. 
 
 I. 
 
 COME, holy Jefus ! view thy guefts. 
 We are both vile and poor ; 
 Without thy love, O how unbleft ! 
 Thy mercy we implore- 
 
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 II. 
 
 Call'd to remember thee this day, 
 
 We now approach thy face ; 
 Thy great command, Lord, we obey, 
 
 And trull thy faving grace. 
 
 III. 
 
 The bread and wine which here we fee, 
 
 Are tokens of thy love ; 
 Giv'n to engage our hearts to thee, 
 
 And fix our hopes above. 
 
 IV. 
 
 In this bleft feaft the more we join, 
 
 The more our joys increafe ; 
 The more on earth our hearts combine, 
 
 The more we find true peace. 
 
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 HYMN III. 
 
 FOR YOUTH. 
 
 DEAREST SAVIOUR! vouchfafe to fet a 
 watch over my foul, that I may fo conduct, my 
 life, as not to be afraid to die. — While I wander in this 
 labyrinth of youth, guide and protect me in the dan- 
 gerous way. — May I never be led by ill example, nor 
 fear to a£l as thou ordaineft. — May deceit be a ftrano-er 
 to my foul, and may I never have a thought 1 mould 
 be amamed to own before men and angels. 
 
 I. 
 GOD our Lord, 
 With one accord, 
 We now affemble here : 
 Thy fpirit fend, 
 While we attend, 
 To worfhip in thy fear, 
 
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 II. 
 
 Some facred truth, 
 
 To every youth, 
 From thy bleft word reveal ; 
 
 O may each mind, 
 
 A Jefus find, 
 And him a Saviour feel ! 
 
 III. 
 
 In idle joys, 
 
 And foolifh toys. 
 No more may they delight ; 
 • But let them fee, 
 
 How vain they be, 
 And fhun the dang'rous fight. 
 
 IV. 
 
 And when in death, 
 
 They lofe their breath, 
 Thy prefence we implore : 
 
 O love divine ! 
 
 May each be thine, 
 When time {hall be no more. 
 
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 HYMN IV. 
 
 SONG OF PRAISE. 
 
 O JESUS, thou dear Redeemer! magnify thy dying 
 love, and in thine ordinance vouch fafe to come 
 ancf meet thy followers. In this facred rite let us now 
 find thee ; and fpiritually eat thy flefh and drink thy 
 blood. Prepare our hearts by thy pardoning grace, to 
 approach thy prefence : Deftroy the power of iin-, and 
 fill us with thy love ; ftamp thine image on our hearts, 
 and feal our fouls with thy forgivenefs. Holy Jefus ! 
 thou art worthy to receive the highefl praife of mea 
 and angels ; therefore, to thee will we fing. 
 
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 A WAKE, my foul, in grateful fongs, 
 J_ jL And all thy pow'rs employ - r 
 To Jefus' name thy praife belongs. 
 
 The fubjedt of our joy. 
 
 II. 
 For us, he left his Father's throne, 
 
 And laid his glories by ; 
 For us he left his high abode,. 
 
 To fuffer, bleed, and die ! 
 
 III. 
 
 Amazing love ! furprifrng grace ! 
 
 That Jefus thus mould come, 
 To make us heirs of heavenly peace* 
 
 And bring us wand'rers home. 
 
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 HYMN V. 
 
 MATT. XXVIl. 26. 
 
 OLY SPIRIT ! help my infirmities, and enable 
 me to reflecl; on this glorious theme, even Jefus 
 Chrift and him crucified ; that the words of my mouth, 
 and the meditations of my heart may always be accepta- 
 ble in his fight, who is my ilrength and my redeemer, 
 
 I. 
 
 AND did my Saviour bleed and die, 
 To raife us rebels to the fky ? 
 And would he give that facred blcod, 
 To ranfom us from fin, to God? 
 
 II. 
 
 Then let us all with one accord, 
 Rehearfe the forrcws of our Lord ; 
 And deep in every pious heart, 
 Imprefs his love,— his dying fmart* 
 
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 III. 
 
 In bitter groans, and fore diftrefl, 
 As one forfaken and unbleft, 
 Now fee him pant upon the crofs, 
 Who took our iins and bore our lofs. 
 
 IV. 
 
 Our heavy burden to fuftain, 
 
 Did force his lips thus to complain, 
 
 My God ! My God ! why doft thou leave 
 
 My foul to mourn, and heart to grieve. 
 
 V. 
 
 In agony he wept ! — he dy'd — 
 " Our Lord, our love was crucify 'd !" — 
 Upon the crofs, he clos'd his eyes, 
 And now he reigns in yonder ikies. 
 
 VI. 
 
 Thus may we meditate his death, 
 And give to him our ev'ry breath, 
 That when to judgment he defcends, 
 We may be found among his friends. 
 
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 HYMN VI. 
 
 TO THE HOLY GHOST. 
 
 HOLY GHOST ! thou fupreme good ! thou 
 guide of my life ! there is nothing good in my 
 nature, but what proceeds alone from thee. — Through 
 thee I now worfhip God, and call him Holy Father ! 
 Through thee his word and facraments I receive, and 
 hold with awful veneration. — O bleffed Spirit ! my 
 heart rejoices in thee, and my tongue confeffes thy 
 praife, for all the grace and mercy thou haft /hed on 
 me to this hour ; befeeching thee to aid and aflift me, 
 till I have run my race, and the glory (hall be thine. 
 
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 I. 
 
 ("lOME, heav'nly Dove, 
 j With faith and love, 
 And vifit ev'ry mind : 
 Let truth invade, 
 Thofe thou haft made, 
 Creator of mankind. 
 
 II. 
 
 Thy grace imparts, 
 
 To pious hearts, 
 The fev'n-fold gifts of God t 
 
 The promife whence 
 
 Of eloquence, 
 We preach a Saviour's blood. 
 
 III. 
 
 Teach us to know, 
 
 Ere hence we go, 
 The Father and the Son ; 
 
 And thee who doft, 
 
 O Holy Ghoft, 
 Proceed from both — as One. 
 
 HYMN VII. 
 
 ADULT BAPTISM. 
 
 OLY JESUS ! in thy Word our life is com» 
 pared to a warfare, and thou ait the great Cap- 
 tain of our falvation. — By Baptifm we are lifted under 
 thy banner, and become foldiers in this fpiritual en- 
 counter, againft the world, the flem, and the devil.— 
 And as a temporal captain is bouad to give his foldiers 
 wages and rations, when they faithfully do their duty ; 
 fo thou haft engaged to reward all thofe who obey thy 
 laws, and to furniih them with fuch help as they ftaua 
 
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 in need of. — Not that we could lay thee, O Lord, un- 
 der any obligations to us ; for after we have done, we 
 are unprofitable fervants : But thou couldefl lay thy- 
 felf under as many promifes as thou pleafeft, and thy 
 juftice obliges thee to fulfil them And we, by our 
 enliftment, are bound to be true and faithful to thee, in 
 order to obtain the recompence ; and if f at any time, 
 we leave thee, by an ii regular life, we defert our poft — 
 we betray the caufe we have fworn to defend, and ren- 
 der ourfelves fubje£l to the fevereft degrees of disci- 
 pline. — For thou haft taught us, O bleffed Jefus ! 
 that it will avail us nothing that we are called by thy 
 Name, unlefs we live the life of thy difciples, which is 
 
 an entire obedience to all thy commands. O grant 
 
 us then thy holy Spirit, to enable us to know and do 
 thy pleafure ; that, in all things, we may live to thy 
 honour. — And, in a particular manner, give thy grace 
 and fpiritual benediction to this perfaui, who now pre- 
 fents himfelf at the holy Font ! — May he not only re- 
 ceive the Baptiftr.al regeneration, whereby he becomes 
 a Chriflian in outward profeffion ; but may he alfo re- 
 ceive the inward purification of heart, which is repre- 
 fented by the warning of this water, to the glory of 
 thy name, andtheeverlafting falvation of his own foul. 
 
 O JESUS ! Hear us now we pray, 
 And blefs the aftion of this day; 
 Here we affemble to fulfil, 
 Thy juft command and holy will. 
 
 II. 
 
 O fanctify this water, Lord, i 
 Which we, according to thy word, 
 Have for this facred ufe defign'd, 
 And to thy Church the victim bind. 
 
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 No more may he in fin delight, 
 Nor in a carnal warfare fight ; 
 But fubject to thy righteous laws, 
 May he efpoufe a Saviour's caufe. 
 
 IV. 
 
 A valiant foldier may he be, 
 And when he long has fought for thee, 
 O may his death, his peace rcftore, 
 To toil, and war, and fight no more. 
 
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 HYMN VIII. 
 
 DEAREST SAVIOUR! thy moil precious 
 blood has paid a ranfom for my foul : — Thou 
 haft purchafed a redemption for me : Thou haft taken 
 away the curfe of the law„ and cancelled its moil 
 dreadful condemnation. When fin andfatan had enflav- 
 ed me, and confcience was my accufer j then thou did'ft 
 appear as a mediator betwixt the anger of an incenfed 
 God, and my guilty foul. — O Jefus ! thou art my in- 
 terceffor, and great high prieft ; thou art my joy and 
 comfort : thy death and fufferings, are the fource of my 
 eternal happinefs. 
 
 BEHOLD, O God, the facrifice 
 Of thy eternal Son ; 
 The Lamb that takes away the fins 
 V/hich had our fouls undone ! 
 
 II. 
 
 O let us all his pow'r of love, 
 
 His interceffion feel ! 
 He freely left his courts above, 
 
 The broken heart to heal. 
 
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 That after death has clos'd our eyes, 
 
 We may to joy awake ; 
 And in the world beyond the fkics, 
 
 Of cndlcfs fongs partake. 
 
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 HYMN IX. 
 
 LOOKING TO CHRIST. 
 
 O BLESSED LORD! how happy would this 
 prtcious feafon be to my foul, fhould I employ 
 it in waiting for thy mercy ? — O may I look to thee as 
 my Saviour and Redeemer, that I may no more lofe 
 thy favor. — Guide me, O my God, into the paths cf 
 thine evcrlafting peace ; and may, not only my lips, 
 but my heart, and every action of my life, confefs thy 
 glory. — Hear me, O thouimmaculate Lamb ! and /hew 
 thyfelf a Redeemer to me; — a Saviour who heareft rr.y 
 complaints, and wilt give an anfwer of peace to my 
 foul. 
 
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 O Chrift I lift my voice, 
 And raife my weeping eye ; 
 O make my broken bones rejoice, 
 And hear each mournful figh. 
 
 II. 
 
 Thou art my Saviour king, 
 On thee I ft ill repofe : 
 Do thou thy great falvation bring, 
 And vanquifh all my foes. 
 
 III. 
 When I unfaithful prove, 
 Then check my wild career : 
 And lend thine angry frowns in love, 
 To guide me in thy fear. 
 
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 IV. 
 
 O may my heart and life 
 With thy commands agree ; 
 So (hall this war of fin and ftrife, 
 Forever ceafe to be. 
 
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 HYMN X. 
 
 FOR TttE LORD'S SUPPER. 
 
 DEAREST SAVIOUR ! we come to meet thee, 
 in obedience to thy laft and kindeft word, " Do 
 this in remembrance of me/' — In the way of thnie own 
 appointment thou wilt appear ; with confidence, there- 
 fore, we approach, to feek thy prefence.— ■ Whatever 
 thy goodnefs can beftow on pardonM linners, we here 
 with thee mall receive, O thou immaculate Lamb i 
 
 OLORD our God ! into thy hand 
 We now commit our ev'ry care ; 
 Hither we come at thy command, 
 And to thine altar now repair, 
 
 II. 
 
 O God, accept us in thy Son, 
 Who did his blood for iinners med ; 
 All guilty, wretched, and undone, 
 For us the Saviour freely bled. 
 
 III. 
 
 This holy feaft he did provide, 
 And calls his children to receive ; 
 His mercies on us multfply'd, 
 Do all require that we believe. 
 
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 IV. 
 
 O may we then obedient prove, 
 Nor flight his love nor fpurn his grace, 
 Whofe tender bowels ever move, 
 To bring us home, and near his face. 
 
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 HYMN XI. 
 
 THE FINAL JUDGMENT. 
 
 THOU fupreme judge of all ! before whofe un- 
 erring bar, with holy joy, or guilty dread, we 
 mud foon appear ; fit our fouls for that great and tre- 
 mendous day, and give us prudent zeal, to watch and 
 wait the awful hour unknown.* — To damp our earthly 
 joys, and to encreafe our pious diligence ; may the 
 arch-angel's voice be founding in our ears, " Arife ye 
 dead, and come to judgment." — Grant that we may 
 be found obedient to thy will and faithful to thy caufe ; 
 that, while it is called to-day, we may injure a lot a- 
 mong the faints ; and, with the holy favorites, afcend 
 to Abraham's bofom. 
 
 MORTALS ! the awful fummons hear, 
 « Prepare to meet thy God !" 
 Now ye muft all with joy appear, 
 Or feel his dreadful rod. 
 
 II. 
 
 The earth and fea fhall both their dead 
 
 To judgment now reftore ; 
 For thus declares our fov'reign head, 
 
 " And time mail be no more." 
 
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 III. 
 Jefus, the king and judge of all, 
 
 To each his portion gives ; 
 On them his wrath and mercies fall, 
 
 Becaufe he ever lives. 
 
 IV. 
 
 Before his Father's fmiling face, 
 And near his azure throne : 
 
 He will exalt his chofen race, 
 And take them for his own. 
 
 V. 
 For they the pious few have been, 
 
 Who've trod the paths of peace ; 
 They took his yoke, and left their fin, 
 
 Nor did their love decreafe. 
 
 VI. 
 But to the wicked will he fay, 
 
 il Depart ye rebels vile !" 
 On them his wrath mall ever prey, 
 
 Without a fingle fmile. 
 
 VII. 
 
 His love by them was fet at naught, 
 
 And all his dying groans ; 
 Yet they mail grieve for every thought. 
 
 In fad and endlefs moans. 
 
 VIII. 
 O, then, that we may wifer grow, 
 
 And while 'tis calPd to-day, 
 On heav'n our pains, cur time bellow, 
 And mou rn, repent, and pray ! 
 
 IX. 
 
 That when we hear the angel's voice, 
 " Arife ye dead and live V* 
 
 We may in that blelt crown rejoice, 
 Which Chrift our judge fhall give 
 
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 HYMN XII. 
 
 CONFESSION AND PRAYER. 
 
 OTHOU God of all mercy, hear my prayers and 
 receive my fighs ! — Manifeft thy goodnefs to 
 me ; I confefs my infirmities, and it in from thee my 
 help muft ccmc. — Lord, grant me thy afliftance, to do 
 thy will and pleafure. — O make me truly wife betimes 
 to live to thee ; and the glory mall be thine, for thou 
 only art worthy to receive the higheft praife of men and 
 angels. 
 
 I. 
 GOD, thou judge of quick and dead, 
 Before whofe bar I fcon muftjland ! 
 Teach me to feek my living head, 
 That I may dwell at thy right hand. 
 II. 
 Behold me now in deep diftrefs, 
 
 Thy creature poor, andfick and blind, 
 Thy laws hjow oft have I tranfgrefs'd, 
 And to my Jefusprov'd unkind*. 
 III. 
 No love have I for all he did, 
 
 I foon forget his dying grief ; 
 And though by confcience often chid, 
 I yet give way to unbelief* 
 IV. 
 Whate'er I feek and ftrive to do, 
 It only proves the fruit of fin ; 
 Unlefs thy love my heart renew* 
 I Hill purfue my lulls within, 
 V. 
 Arife then, mighty God, arife, 
 
 And fnatch my guilty foul from helrj 
 O make my heart thy facrifice, 
 
 And in my breaft vouchfafe to dwell ! 
 
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 HYMN XIII. 
 
 RESIGNATION. 
 
 GOD, we confefs thy infinite love to man, in 
 fending thine only Son for our redemption : — 
 And yet fueh is the condition of what he has done, 
 that none ihall effectually partake the benefits of his 
 purchafe, but only thofe, who, having put off the eld 
 man and his converiation, put on the new. — Whilil 
 others live according to the ileih, conforming themfelves 
 to the world, and mini finally perifh with the world ; 
 may I be one of the happy number of thofe, who, hav- 
 ing* cnofen Chrift for their lawgiver and mailer, are 
 faithful in what they have undertaken, and make his 
 doclrine the rule of their lives ? — O may J ever delight 
 to hear of a crucified Saviour, and freely refign myfelf 
 to him, who freely died for me.- — His blood, his pre- 
 cious blood alone, is my ialvation's blefTed title, 
 
 I. 
 ORD, I fubmit my will to thee, 
 And bow beneath thy crofs : 
 Thy flowing blood I make my plea, 
 And count the world but drofs. 
 II. 
 >r Tis in thy precious wounds I truft, 
 
 And hope thy love to gain j 
 For thro* thy merits I expect. 
 My pardon to obtain. 
 
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 HYMN XIV. 
 
 AT THE FUNERAL OF A CHILD, 
 
 BLESSED JESUS ! we believe that thou 
 wilt take thefe little lambs, that die in their in- 
 fancy, into thy tender arms, and gently lay them in 
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 thy bofom. — Tho' death, by its cruel /hafts, may loofe 
 the bands of life ; yet, fuch is thy unchanging nature, 
 it cannot diffolve thy love, or break their peace with 
 thee. — Nay, millions of infant fouls, do now furround 
 thy throne, and fweetly join the angelic choirs ; — they 
 learn to lifp thy praife, with joys ineffable. — O may 
 we be like little children, of meek and lowly temper \ 
 and love and learn thy facred will, with hearts fo pure 
 and perfect, that our innocence may lafting blifs ob- 
 tain. 
 
 BEHOLD a fweet and lovely child, 
 Which once fo fair, ferene, and mild, 
 Has bid the world adieu ! 
 No more it feels the pangs of death, 
 Or heaves the agonizing breath ; 
 No tears its cheeks bedew. 
 
 II. 
 
 Around the azure throne of God, 
 The foul now takes its high abode, 
 
 To dwell in heav'nly peace ; 
 Among the faints and angels bleft, 
 It fhall partake of endlefs reft, 
 
 In joys that ne'er decreafe. 
 
 III. 
 
 Why then lament this fleepiug clay, 
 Or mourn the feparating day, 
 
 Since he is free from pain \ 
 Yea rather let us all prepare, 
 For portions that eternal are, 
 
 For this will be our gain. 
 
 IV. 
 
 With reverential awe and dread, 
 We view our infant children dead, 
 
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 And grieve their haplefs fate : 
 But did werealife the joy, 
 Which does their bleffed tongues employ, 
 
 How pleas'd to fee their ilate. 
 
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 HYMN XV. 
 
 MORNING HYMN. 
 
 HEAVENLY FATHER ! who caufeft thy fun 
 to rife on the evil and on the good, and makefl 
 the outgoings of the morning to praife thee ; it is of 
 thy mercy that I am brought to behold the bleffed 
 light of another day, and am permitted to give thee 
 humble thanks, for preferving me thro' the filent watch- 
 es of the night. — My being is from thee ; be pleafed 
 to preferve thy own gift. — Take me into thy kind pro- 
 tection this day ; guard me from all difficulties and dan- 
 gers, and fo flrengthen me by thy grace, that, avoid- 
 ing whatever is finful, all my thoughts, words, and ac- 
 tions may be wholly directed by thy laws, and thy 
 name be glorified in the being thou haft given me. 
 
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 TO GOD, the holy, good, andjuft, 
 Do we lift up our eyes ; 
 Thy care preferves our feeble dull, 
 Or we mould never rife. 
 II. 
 This morning, Lord, we blefs thy love, 
 
 For thy fuitaining grace ; 
 O may we join the choirs above, 
 In tunes of nobler praife. 
 III. 
 In heav'n the angels do thy will. 
 
 And may we do it here ; 
 There they enjoy diviner fkill ? 
 But we expect it near, 
 
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 IV. 
 Then glory to thy bleifed name, 
 
 Thou mighty Gcd fupreme i 
 Make us to celebrate thy fame, 
 
 And live in thy efteem. 
 
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 HYMN XVI. 
 
 FOR THE LORD'S SUPPER. 
 
 LESSED JESUS r may we all receive thefc tokens 
 
 of thy dying love. — The Dread which here is broke, 
 may it thy myftic body be ', and the cup of blefTmg, 
 which here is bleft, may it thy blood impart. — Dear- 
 ell Saviour! fatisfy our hungry fouls with the hidden 
 manna ; and allay our thirft with the pure rivers of 
 biffs, which flow at thy right hand for evermore. 
 I. 
 
 NOW, bleiTed Jefus ! to thy name 
 Be praife and honour giv'n ; 
 And may we celebrate thy fame, 
 As anorels do in heav'n. 
 
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 Thou haft prepar'd this holy feaft, 
 
 In goodnefs to our foul ; 
 To fit us for that fweet repaft, 
 
 Where ftreams of mercy roll. 
 III. 
 In thee we find whate'er is good, 
 
 For thou art grace divine ! 
 Thou giv'ft thy fiefn to be our food 
 
 And may our hearts be thine. 
 IV. 
 >Tis here we kneel, and eat, and drink, 
 
 And fweetly feaft with thee ; 
 Tis here upon thy love we think, 
 
 And hope thy blifs to fee. 
 
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 HYMN XVII. 
 
 FOR A FUNERAL. 
 
 OTHOU immaculate Lamb of God ! who haft 
 tailed death for me, remember my foul in that 
 important hour, when this drama of life (hall clofe, 
 and grant my fins forgiven. — Neither be unmindful, 
 holy Jefus ! of my fellow creatures, the purchafe of 
 thine all-atoning merit ; but have mercy on the whole 
 human race, that when the grim tyrant death, who 
 now marches thro* our land with awful ftrides, and 
 crufhes in his arms our feeble frames, fhall ceafe to ri- 
 ot more in human blood, they may then be partakers 
 of thy redeeming low? ; — and whilft the world is in 
 flames beneath arife to the grand architect of nature, 
 who will repair the breaches of thefe earthly walls* 
 and immortalise his own labors. 
 
 A fad, and awful truth ! — A few fhort years, or 
 days, or moments — is itpoffible ? may end all time to 
 me ! — Soon will my daily fun be fet to rife no more !-— 
 O earth, I feel thy weight ! — The ikies, the univerfe 
 itfelf fly from my fight ; and down the dream of life 
 I'm driven, a victim to the jaws of death. 
 
 Whilft living, I am encompaffed with death ; I walk 
 by his fide, I lie in his cold embrace, I eat his empoi- 
 foned food, and daily gorge mortality. — All things 
 confpire *o quench the vital fpark, and to extinguifh 
 the glimmering light. 
 
 This body, this proud idol, which now imprifons 
 my foul, and cloggs its native energy, fhall, ere long, 
 be reduced to dult and moulder in a fhrine, the livid 
 food of worms. — O mournful deftiny ! — O painful 
 thought ! — All nefh is grafs I— *- Whence then thy 
 pride, O pampered earth ! — Art thou ftronger than 
 nature, or canft thou wreftie with a decree of heaven £ 
 «**~Doft thou hope to efcape a divine fentence, tha 
 
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 common fate of all, by thy own power ; or to length- 
 en out the fpan of thine exiftence beyond the period 
 affignedto man. — Nay, deluded wretch ! a little while 
 and thou (halt lay thy head in the duft, and dwell with 
 worms and corruption, till time and death Hi all be no 
 more ! — And wilt thou thus eagerly footh the phan- 
 tom of to-day, and be led about with dreams and emp- 
 ty bubbles ? 
 
 Alas ! of death, of near approaching death, how 
 little do we think ; and of the laws of our cwn na- 
 ture, irreverfabie, how little do we confider. — We live 
 like fools ; and like madmen die, becaufe we medititc 
 not on death ; and making no provifion for that impor- 
 tant hour, wc bring on ourfelves a new mortality.-— 
 Did we confid-.r, as wife* care would us direct, what 
 k is to die, death would lofe its fling, and the grave its 
 terrors. — But this we forget, till the right of death 
 overtakes us, and the day of grace is gone ! 
 
 .ides the common read to death, we make innu- 
 merable paffages — by folly — by mad fiefs,-— to let out 
 life. — We enter the grave in hade and pafiion, and 
 pull the fleeting moment over our heads. — We let flip 
 our years as a fhadow ; we bring our days to an end 
 like a tale that is told, and nothing remains : — Nay, 
 many roll on their own damnation, which of itfelf, 
 {lumbers not, asd appear to be impatiently folicitous to 
 contend with God, as tho' the vengeance of his eter- 
 nal ire, were a pleafure to endure, and the fcorching 
 pains ( f damnation, no more than a fweet repaft of 
 joy. — Alasj! how furprifmg, that men, with open eyes, 
 ihould thus fport themfelves with tlie horrid flames of 
 the bottomiefs pit, and dare the Almighty to exert his 
 power in their deilruction ! 
 
 The infidel may amufe himfdf with his deluding 
 dreams of his future non-exiftence ; but let him afk 
 himfelf, is there nothing of this vital animating breath? 
 
( n ) 
 
 which ihall remain when the body is gone ? The foul 
 that purfaes all nature in a iingle thought ; that acts, 
 that thinks, that knows the living God, is confcious 
 of good and evil ; mud this illn'lrious victim fall by- 
 death ? It cannot, will not be. — My foul revives at the 
 thoughts of her future exigence : and would, with 
 humble confidence, anticipate a happy eternity, which 
 once to enjoy, is to enjoy to endleis ages. 
 
 Thus, the clouds being-difpelled, behold the dawn- 
 ing hope of divine blifs unfolds a brighter profpec"t, 
 and opens to my ravifhed eyes living ftreams of piea- 
 fure, pure and laiting. And fhail that joy be mine ? 
 The juft alone {hall tafte the promifed blifs ; whillt 
 wicked and impious fouls mall fink to endlefs woe ; 
 there to languifh out eternity to come, and ftill to be 
 where relentlefs vengeance mall ever reign. — And this, 
 or that, mutt be my final doom ; and whatever be my 
 ultimate portion, a moment feals my fate ; perhaps the 
 next, death rends my foul from my body, and like a 
 tree torn up by its roots, I am tortured from this mo- 
 ther earth. — Grandeur, riches, honor ; thefe vain phan- 
 toms chain my foul, that would ;dadly foar above, and 
 caufe me a thoufand deaths before I die. 
 
 But what do I hear \ " Sure death can flay no more; 
 noaim, no wifh, nor effort that feems to own hispower." 
 Alas ! it is error that whifpers man ihall never die, and 
 mankind greedily fwallow the fatal delufien. — How 
 many live, in reality, as if death were to pafs them by ! 
 They eagerly purfue riches, honours, and renown, till 
 they meet with the devouring jaws of death, and mere- 
 ly tumble into the grave. — Like the horfe, unconfcious 
 of his fate, they rum into the field of battle, and yield 
 to unexpected death ! — O flupid ! — thoughtlefs ! — Go 
 plow the angry leas, difdain the raging fkies, nor fear 
 the fatal rocks Go, licentious mortals, the land ex- 
 plore, fhipwreck defpife, and dare the awful thunder 01 
 
( H ) 
 
 thy God to gain the fading treafures of this world ! 
 
 But, by your example may I be taught. 
 
 It is moil furprizing to fee men fo eagerly project, 
 implore, and pant for riches ; heedlefs of the one thing 
 neceffary, when they know the time will fhortly come, 
 that they mail be no more. — Riches make to them- 
 felves wings, and eagle like, with the mod rapid fpeed, 
 fly away towards heaven ; or the poffeffor (hall be taken 
 from them, and the place that once knew him mall 
 know him no more forever. 
 
 The haughty conqueror, who, with fire and fword 
 has mark'd his bloody way ; muft, fooner or later, yield 
 to death : — And, O ambitious duft ! what good will 
 thy ambition do thee, when thou art gone forever, and 
 all thy fine projects blafted ! — Haft thou conquered fo 
 many nations to deck thytomb with mutilatedcrowns ; 
 or was thy ambition only to triumph, bleed, and die ? 
 
 The great, the learned, and the wife, muft all tafte of 
 death, and bow to his impartial ftrokes. — High and 
 low, rich and poor, bond and free, are all led by fpor- 
 tive fortune to the grave. — There is no distinction here, 
 no difcharge in this impartial warfare, and my aftonifh- 
 ed eyes fcarcely know the living from the dead. — And 
 yet we are taught to mark their exit ; — duft thou art, 
 and unto duft malt thou return — is the voice divine ; — 
 and in every inftance of woe, are warned againft the 
 fatal dream of felf-delufion. 
 
 We may truly fay, 
 «* Life's but a walking fhadow, a poor player, 
 That ftruts and frets his hour upon the ftage, 
 And then is heard no more. It is a farce 
 Play'd by an ideot, full of found and fury, 
 Signifying nothing." 
 
 And yet, 
 ** We fear to lofe what a fmall time muft wafte, 
 'Till life itfelf grows the difeafe at laft ; 
 
( 25 } 
 
 Begging for life, we beg for more decay, 
 And to be long a-dying, only pray." 
 " Behold, I die !" — Here reafon, with our bodies, 
 ends in a great dilemma ! — But when our fenfe is too 
 weak, God's word fteps in to aid us, with a new fong 
 in conqueft over death, through a Redeemer ! — Where 
 is thy fting, thy mighty power, thy conquering fword ? 
 *' Death is fwallowed up in victory !" To the righteous 
 a gentle tranfition from earth to heaven, that they 
 may receive the reward of their labours ; — the heart 
 cheering fen ten ce of " Well done good and faithful 
 fervants, enter ye into the joy of your Lord." — But, 
 alas ! not fo to the ungodly and fmners ! — When the 
 morning of the refurreftion mall appear, and Gabriel's 
 trumpet (hall awake the fleeping dead, then, while the 
 holy favorites afcend to Abraham's bofom, the wicked 
 mall fink to hell, driven thither by the awful, fin-con- 
 demning voice, — " Depart from me, ye accurfed, into 
 everlafling fire, prepared for the devil and his angels." 
 
 I. 
 
 THE living know that they muft die, 
 Nor can they tell how foon ! 
 From earthly joys we all mull fly, 
 Into a world unknown. 
 
 II. 
 
 We every day fijould keep alive, 
 
 A juft fufpicion here, 
 Whether it may not be our lafl ; 
 
 Our end perhaps is near. 
 
 III. 
 For man knows not his time on earth ; 
 
 "Our life is but a fpan ;" 
 So fhort, we fcarcely pafs the birth, 
 Before we leave the man ! 
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 IV. 
 
 Then let us ft rive to look on things, 
 
 As dying men fhould do ; 
 Nor fondly truft life's feeble firings, 
 
 Without a heaven in view. 
 V. 
 O let us often meditate 
 
 How worldly things appear, 
 In the dread agonies of death, 
 
 Replete with awful fear. 
 VI 
 And whilft 'tis call'd to-day, may we 
 
 That heav'nly wifdom gain, 
 Which will our fouls prepare to fee, 
 
 And with our Judge remain. 
 
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 HYMN XVIII. 
 
 FOR MORNING. 
 
 SOURCE of Goodnefs ! from thee I receive my 
 every enjoyment. — Accept my unfeigned thanks; 
 and, by thy grace, may I refolve to pleafe thee. — Give 
 me ftrength to fulfil the duties of this day ; and let thy 
 fatherly pi otection fecure me from all dangers, ghoftly 
 and bodily. — O may I live this day, as a chriftian, to 
 thv honour and glory, in fervi»g thee with all my 
 heart. — May I mourn the follies of my paft life, and by 
 deep repentance, gain thy pardoning love, to reinftate 
 me in thy favour — May holinefs be my portion here, 
 and the endlefs enjoyment of thee, my portion hereafter. 
 
 I. 
 
 LORD my God, my Saviour King, 
 My guard and fure defence ; 
 Thy daily care I live to fing, 
 And blefs thy providence. 
 
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 II. 
 
 Yea, Lord, thy Goodnefs Hill preierves, 
 
 My fleeting, dying breath ; 
 Thy goodnefs ftill prolongs my life. 
 Or I had flept in death. 
 .III. 
 Too long Pve ftray'd in fins dark maze. 
 
 And run the paths of hell ; 
 But now I mourn and grieve the days, 
 And crimes by which I fell. . 
 IV. 
 O may the forrows of my heart 
 
 Prevent eternal pain ; 
 And when with earth I'm call'd to part, 
 Still may thy love remain. 
 
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 HYMN XIX. 
 
 PSALM CXLVIII, 8. 
 
 GOD, who artfaidto harden the hearts of men, 
 by permitting them to harden their own hearts, 
 at the removal of thy judgments, which thy providence 
 has brought upon them, to manifefl thy power in 
 punifhing finners ; fuffer us not to forget thee, nor let 
 the impreffions of fear, which the awful noife and mak- 
 ing of this ftorm has made on us, foon wear out of our 
 minds ; but fince tlfe commotions it occasioned were 
 fo terrible, help us to confider how much more aftoniih- 
 ing it will be, if we continue to harden our hearts againft 
 the meiTengers of thy wrath, to fee the heavens on fire, 
 and the elements melt witk fervent heat ' — O may this 
 thought fink deep in our minds, and lead us efFeclually 
 to meditate what kind of perfons we ought to be, in all 
 holy converfation and godlinefs, that the fatal lot and 
 final condemnation of impenitent and hardened finners 
 may never be our portion,. 
 
( 28 ) 
 
 I. 
 
 Great God ! at thy command, 
 
 Tcmpefts and ftorms arife ; 
 And black'ning clouds furrcvund our land, 
 
 Whilft darknefs veils the fkies. 
 II. 
 
 The fnow and hail defcend, 
 
 Or fhow'rs in fury fall, 
 And in one common horror blend 
 
 The whole terreftial ball. 
 III. 
 
 Meantime our courage fails, 
 
 Our fpirits droop and die ; 
 Of wild confufion all partake, 
 
 Nor dare to raife an eye. 
 IV. 
 
 But foon thy dreadful pow'r is feen, 
 
 And tcmpefts ceafe to rage ; 
 Thy goodnefs brings a deep ferene, 
 
 And all our hearts engage. 
 
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 O then for this thy love, 
 And mercy to our fear, 
 Ourpraife (hall rife to heav'n above, 
 Harmonious to thine ear. 
 
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 HYMN XX. 
 
 FOR THE LORD'S SUPPER. 
 
 BLESSED LORD, let thy precious death and 
 paffion be the fubject of our highefl joy ; and 
 may our hearts continually fing thy praife. — As oft as 
 we approach thy table, raife in us a pleafing expecla- 
 i ion of the happinefs of heaven ; that ere long our 
 abode will be, where true joys are to be found. 
 
( 29 ) 
 
 O GRACIOUS Jefus ! blefTed Lord ! 
 With holy trembling, holy fears, 
 We now approach the facred board, 
 To tafte the feafl thy love prepares. 
 
 II. 
 
 A wedding garment we defire, 
 
 To cloath our fouls with holinefs ; 
 
 O grant a fpark of heav'nly lire, 
 And lit us all for happinefs. i 
 
 III. 
 
 Worthy receivers of thy blood, 
 May we continue thro' thy grace : 
 
 That when we hear the laft loud trump, 
 We may awake to fee thy face. 
 
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 HYMN XXI. 
 
 TO THE HOLY SPIRIT. 
 
 HOW fhort is life ! — How uncertain the fpace ! 
 Alas, how quickly ended ! — How fwift and 
 precarious the wild career !— And yet how difficult — 
 how very hard — to run !— At fir ft, youth flops its wil- 
 ful ear to the prudent dictates of wifdom ; but when 
 arrived to years of maturer life, experienced age worn 
 out with cares and trouble, repents in vain, its earlier 
 choice. — What tho' its profpecls are fo pleafing and 
 refined, yet groundlefs hopes and anxious thoughts 
 feize the bufy moments, and by turns prey upon the 
 fweeteft joys of fenfe, — May I, then, thro' life's un- 
 certain fpace, be free from the pain of guilt and in- 
 advertency ! — May all my wants find redrefs — my ftate 
 too low to admit of pride, and above contempt. — 
 And, as the fummit of my defires, may the good fpi- 
 C 2 
 
( 3° ) 
 
 rit, that enlightens, guides, and protects each pious 
 heart, thro' unfeen dangers peculiarly incident to 
 youth, be ever prefent with me in all my ways, and fo 
 carry me thro* things temporal, that I finally lofe not 
 thofe which are fpiritual and eternal. 
 
 I. 
 
 ETERNAL Spirit ! let thy word 
 My doubtful paths illume j 
 O may I ne'er forget the Lord, 
 Nor on myfelf prefume. 
 
 II. 
 
 Breathe on this erring heart of mine, 
 
 Thy grace ferene and pure ; 
 In thee alone, thou pow'r divine ! 
 
 The humble are fecure. 
 
 III. 
 Defend my frail, my giddy youth, 
 
 And each unwary hour ; 
 Inftrucl: my heart to love the truth, 
 
 And keep me in thy pow'r. 
 
 IV. 
 
 From all the dang'rous paths which lead 
 
 To honors falfely won, 
 Lord, I thy fure protection need, 
 
 And may thy will be done. 
 
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 HYMN XXII. 
 
 BLESSED Redeemer ! thou haft commanded me 
 to take up my daily crofs, and to follow thee.-— 
 Thy wonderful fufferings, call upon me to renounce 
 all prefent gratifications, that are inconfiftent with my 
 iiiuvc happinefs. — They require me to crucify my love 
 
( 3- ) 
 
 to the world, and to hate and forfakc every thing, that 
 {lands in competition with my love to thee. — And, 
 Holy Jefus, thou hail given me to fee the vanity and 
 emptinefs of all earthly enjoyments; give me alio grace 
 to fee thee my only Saviour, and to confide in thy 
 mercy* — Yea, Lord, I have chofen thee, as my pre- 
 fent and future portion, and thou art become my all 
 in all. 
 
 I. 
 
 LORD, with a contemning eye, 
 On earthly things I look ; 
 Before I thus could daily die, 
 How I thy love miftook i 
 
 II. 
 
 But beinor fully humbled now, 
 
 I would indifferent be, 
 Willing to part with all below, 
 
 That Chriil may dwell in me. 
 
 III. 
 
 Whate'er this world can tempt me with 3 
 
 Is empty, poor, and vain ; - 
 It will nor peace, nor pleafure bring, 
 
 Nor dying comfort gain. 
 
 IV. 
 
 In Chrifl alone is perfect reft, 
 
 In him I can confide ; 
 He arms with fortitude my breafl. 
 
 I wiih for none befide. 
 
 V. 
 
 Let me be dead to all but Chrifl, 
 
 And all be dead to me ; 
 Then mail I worfhip God aright, 
 
 And Chriil my portion be. 
 
( 32 ) 
 
 HYMN XXIII. 
 
 I KNOW, O God, how holy my profefiion is ;— 
 I know with how great a price I have been redeem- 
 ed : — I know that I have a precious and immortal foul 
 which mull hereafter be either eternally happy or mife- 
 rable : — help me to keep a guard upon my thoughts, 
 my words, and actions ; and may I never think or do 
 any thing that will difhonor my profefiion, obftrucl 
 the efficacy of my redemption, orjrob me of my falva- 
 tion. s 
 
 I. 
 
 THE bufinefs of our life is here 
 To feek the joys of heav'n ; 
 And mould we thus our fouls prepare, 
 To us the crow n is giv'n. 
 II. 
 But if we too unwife mail prove 
 
 To live in yonder fky, 
 Then this our epitaph will be, 
 " They without wifdom die !" 
 III. 
 And when to judgment we awake, 
 
 We mull with devils dwell ; 
 And have our portion in that lake, 
 Where mercy never fell. 
 IV. 
 Then grant us, Lord, the flowing tear 
 
 Of forrow, grief, and woe ; 
 And teach our hearts betimes to fear, 
 To make our judge our foe. 
 
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 HYMN XXIV. 
 
 THE DYING SAVIOUR. 
 
 ALL things confpire, O Lord, to lament thy fuf- 
 ferings. The heavens put on mourning, the 
 *un is veil'd in darknefs, to fee our Jefus in diftrefs : 
 
( 33 ) 
 
 The holy temple, is fhaken by this awful event, and, 
 trembling, rends her veil, to exprefs her forrow. — The 
 earth is in convulfion, and quakes ; the hardeft rocks 
 are moved with compafiion ; a group of ancient faints 
 leave their tombs to weep at his deceafe, as concern'd 
 in the folemn tragedy. — The people of Judea, and 
 the Roman foldiers, witnefs their lamentations, and 
 feel the power of his crofs. — Aftonifhed the centurion 
 cried out, truly this is the Son of God ! — Nay, the 
 whole univerfe fhuddered at his fate ; and mall I who 
 was the caufe of his Sufferings, alas ! fiiali I only be 
 infenfible of his death ? Shall heaven and earth be- 
 moan the fad catattrophe, and I ftill indulge myfelf in 
 fin ? God forbid ! yea, rather let my inmoil nature 
 bow and fympathize with Jefus crucified ; let my fto- 
 ny heart be foftened, and every rebellious paffion be 
 fubjec"r. to the crofs of Chrift ; that the life I now live, 
 may be by faith of the fon of God, to the glory of 
 his name. 
 
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 AND did my Saviour leave the fky, 
 To fave us rebels dcem'd to die ! 
 And would he bear his Father's ire, 
 To keep our fouls from endlefs fire. 
 
 II. 
 
 O yes, he left his glorious throne, 
 And made our fins, our ilripes his own ; 
 Upon the crofs, he bled S— he dy 7 d ! 
 My God ! my Father ! — lo, he cry'd I 
 
 III. 
 
 Nature amaz'd to fee his death, 
 When he refign'd his dying breath. 
 In horror and convulfion fhook ; 
 Nor could the fun upon him look. 
 
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 IV. 
 
 Veil'd as in darkeft robes of night, 
 He blufh'd to fee the awful fight ; 
 Nor dar'd his face or rays difclofe, 
 Till Jefus flept in fweet repoie. 
 
 V. 
 
 O then, my foul, with wonder view 
 Whate'er his love has done for you ; 
 Loft and condemn'd we all had been, 
 Had not our Saviour dy'd for fin. 
 
 VI. 
 But now we live and ever may, 
 Unlefs we mifimprove our day j 
 Live to enjoy a Saviour's love, 
 In thofe celeftial realms above. 
 
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 HYMN XXV. 
 
 CHR.ISTMAS, 
 
 CHRIST came into the world to fave us from our 
 fins, and we can have no hopes of falvation but 
 thro' him. How miferable and ftupidly wretched fliall 
 we be, if going on in the ways of fin, we finally lofe 
 the benefits of his coming ? O Father of mercy, and 
 God of all campafiion, fuffer us not to be thus blind 
 to our own intereft, nor faithlefs to thee ; but having 
 expreffed thy love to us on this manner, and thy defire 
 of our falvation, as to fend thy only Son to become 
 our redeemer, perfect thy grace in us, and grant that 
 we may make fuch a good ufe of this holy feftival of 
 joy, as will fit and prepare our fouls to receive the blefiT- 
 ed effects of thy goodnefs, in a redeemer, 
 
. ( 35 ) 
 
 I. 
 
 WHAT joyful found is this I hear, 
 Which {hikes and fwells my lift'ning ear! 
 For heav'n refounds with praife on high, 
 And echoes fill the nether fky. 
 
 II. 
 The mighty God has left his throne, 
 And holy angels guard him down ; 
 Whilft burfting clouds his glory mew, 
 And fpread his glory here below. 
 
 III. 
 No more at diilance now we Hand, 
 A wretched, hell condemned band, 
 For Chrift himfelf re (lores the fall, 
 And God is made our all in all. 
 
 IV. 
 To him we'll gladly join and raife, 
 Our fweeteil fongs of humble praife, 
 No greater love, nor greater blifs, 
 Could mortal men receive than this. 
 
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 HYMN XXVI.' 
 
 ST. JAMES, IV, 8. 
 
 OW ridiculous and inconfiftent is it, to be halting 
 between two opinions ■ — A double minded mail 
 is unliable in all his ways : — Inconilant and unfteady, 
 fickle and chaRgeable, he wifhes to ferve God and be 
 faved, and at the fame time wifhes to ferve fatan and 
 his own lulls : He hopes to be happy in the next world, 
 but cannot endure the thoughts of parting with the 
 fenfual pleafures of this : His religion, fince nothing 
 tie does can be uniform, has its ebbs and flows ; it 
 fometimes rifes up like the fun, but foon like the moon 
 puts ondifferent afpedts ; fometimes in the increafe, and 
 
( 36 ) 
 
 as often in the wane. Thus a&s the manwhofe heart, or 
 eye of his mind is not fingle ; and whom the apoftle 
 paints by an elegant, yet familiar comparifon : " He 
 that wavereth is like the wave of a fea, driven by the 
 wind and toffed." — The reprefentation is taken from 
 the good old Jacob, who tells us that his fori Reuben, 
 was " unliable as water :" the parts of which, in their 
 own nature, are reftlefs and unquiet ; there is always in 
 it a readinefsto move and fhift its place. To take away 
 this inconfiftency, and fix his choice on the one thing 
 needfi:! ; the heart of the double-minded man mufl be 
 purged from all fecular and low aims, and exercifed in 
 fuch means as beft conduce to that end : — His heart 
 mufl be pure. Purity or finglenefs of heart, in oppo- 
 fition to double-mindednefs, is that fimplicity of inten- 
 tion whereby we give up ourfelves entirely to the fervice 
 of God and religion, without propofing or allowing 
 ourfelves in any ends inconfiftent with it. — Lord, grant 
 that we may fee the folly of the double-minded man in 
 purfuingoppcfiteends ; that this finglenefs of heart which 
 is peculiar to the virtuous and holy, may appear our 
 greateft wifdom : — Shew us the uneafinefs of pleafuring 
 oppof.te ends, that this finglenefs of heart may appear 
 the moft pleafureable : — Convince us of the finfulnefs 
 of aiming at oppoiite ends, that this purity of heart 
 may recommend itfelf to our practice, as necefTary to 
 our eternal falvation : — O give us grace that we may 
 no more feek to mix heaven and earth together, nor en- 
 deavour to unite oppofite interefls, to reconcile Chrifl 
 and Belial 2nd to eitablifh a communion between light 
 and dark nefs ; but with fimplicity of heart and undi- 
 vided affections, and with willing minds, without re- 
 or partiality, or worldly ends, may we love 
 and ferve tin e, and draw nigh to thee in holy duties, 
 that thou mayeft draw nigh to us in ways of mercy. 
 
( S7 ) 
 I. 
 
 DRAW nigh to God, nor yet delay, 
 He will draw nigh to you ; 
 For God who hears uj when we pray, 
 Is juft as well as true. 
 II. 
 O cleanfe your hands, ye finners then, 
 
 If grace ye hope to find ; 
 And purify yeur hearts, ye men, 
 Who have a double mind. 
 
 III. 
 
 No longer keep a halting pace, 
 Let wifdom guide your choice ; 
 
 A double mind will bring difgrace, 
 One end is reafon's voice. 
 
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 HYMN XXVII. 
 
 CHRISTMAS-DAY. 
 
 THIS being the day in which the Son of God 
 was born of a pure virgin ; and wherein the an- 
 gels appeared with the glad tidings of his nativity, 
 praifing God for his infinite mercy to mankind : Let 
 us join our voices with the heavenly hofts, and in one 
 united choir adore the divine goodnefs, in thus pitying 
 our fallen ftate, and fending Jefus Chrifl to be our 
 Saviour and Redeemer. 
 
 I. 
 
 HARK ! hnrk ! what awful iilence reigns 
 In the vail courts above ; 
 Whilfl angels ceafe their gentle {trains, 
 Loll in redeeming love. 
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 II. 
 
 Seraphs with awe and wonder fill'd, 
 
 No longer tune their voice, 
 And cherubs reft upon the wing, 
 
 Unable to rejoice. 
 
 III. 
 But now the mighty fecret's known, 
 
 For Jefus leaves his feat ; 
 Down to the earth he bends his courfe, 
 
 And clouds furround his feet. 
 III. 
 Then angels ftrike their golden firings, 
 
 And cherubs loudly cry ; 
 Hark ! how the hollow ether rings, 
 
 " Glory to God on high ! 
 IV. 
 " All peace on earth, good will to men, 
 
 " The promis'd Seed is come 
 " To ranfom men, the flaves of fin, 
 
 " And bring us wand'rers home." 
 
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 HYMN XXVIII. 
 
 LOVE TO CHRIST. 
 
 BLESSED SAVIOUR ! " Whom have I in hea- 
 ven but thee, and there is none on earth I defire 
 in comparifon of thee." — " Thy name is as ointment 
 poured out, therefore, becaufe of the favour of thy good 
 ointments, do the virgins love thee." 
 
 I. 
 
 JESUS, my fpoufe, my only care, 
 I love thy holy name ; 
 Who, when our fins had us undone, 
 Did'ft freely bare our (hame. 
 
( 39 ) 
 
 II. 
 
 The lily and the blufhing rofe, 
 
 Cannot compare with thee ; 
 They both mull fade and pafs away, 
 
 But thou from change art free. 
 
 III. 
 
 The heav'n and earth may ceafe to be, 
 
 The fun grow dim with age ; 
 Cut thou, O God, malt ftill endure, 
 
 T hro' life's eternal page. 
 
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 KYMN XXIX. 
 
 A GOOD LIFE NECESSARY TO HAPPINESS. 
 
 OGOD, how folicitous fhould we be to make a 
 good ufe of our time, by ftudying to employ it 
 to the purpofes for which it is given ! May we never 
 abnfe thy bleflings in feeking to adorn thofe perifhing 
 bodies, and fatisfying their vain defires and appetites, to 
 the neglect of our better part, the precious and immor- 
 tal foal ! — "hat, O my God, is made for truth, and 
 defigned for happinefs, and may fin never get dominion 
 over it ; butbleffed in its choice of thee, as its fupreme 
 good, let it rejoice here in thy love and the fweet com- 
 munications of thy holy fpirit, that h may live to praife 
 thee, through a Redeemer's blood, in thy glorious 
 kingdom hereafter. 
 
 I. 
 
 THERE is in me a foul 
 Which muft forever be ; 
 If fin my heart and life controul, 
 I fink in mifery. 
 
( 4° ) 
 
 II. 
 
 But if to truth inclin'd, 
 How happy in my God ! 
 I (hall enjoy a heav'nly mind, 
 Thro' the Redeemer's blood 
 
 III. 
 In him alone I may 
 My bleffednefs complete ; 
 And live and love, rejoice, and pray, 
 Till I my Jefus meet. 
 
 IV. 
 
 For fuch a life as this, 
 No pains can be too great ; 
 To gain a heav'n of perfect blifs, 
 Requires a holy Hate. 
 
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 HYMN XXX. 
 
 ALTERED FROM AN ANCIENT HYMN. 
 
 BLESSED JESUS ! the only Saviour of the 
 world ! we confefs that we have no help or hope 
 but in thee ; that we have no redemption of fin but 
 thro' thee ; and that we have no peace with God but 
 by thee : wherefore, having our dependence on thee 
 for time and eternity, we come to thee as to cur God 
 to blefs us, as to our mailer to teach us, as to our 
 light to direft us, and as to our Redeemer to fave us.-— 
 O may we hear thy word, receive thy faith, walk in 
 thy ways, obferve thy precepts, fear thy judgments, 
 and keep thy laws. — Into thy hands we commit our 
 fouls and bodies ; be pleafed to order and appoint for 
 us, in all conditions of life, whatever mall be moll for 
 thy glory, and our everlafting good. 
 
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 I. 
 
 BRIGHT fun of righteoufnefs, all hail, 
 Thou Saviour ever bleft ! 
 The ocean's ftar by which we fail, 
 And gain the port of reft. 
 II. 
 Whilft thus our fongs of praife to thee, 
 
 Our hearts and tongues rehearfe, 
 O grant that peace our lot may be, 
 And all our woes redrefs. 
 III. 
 Releafe our long-entangled mind, 
 
 From all the fnares of ill ; 
 With heav'nly light inftruft the blind, 
 And all our vows fulfil. 
 IV. 
 Exert for us a parent's care, 
 
 And us thy children own : 
 Vouehfafe, O Lord, to hear our pray'r, 
 And all our fins atone. 
 V. 
 O fpotlefs Lamb ! whofe graces mine, 
 
 With brighteit purity ! 
 The motions of our fouls refine, 
 And make us pure like thee. 
 VI. 
 Preferve our lives unftain'd with ill 
 
 In this infectious way ; 
 That heav'n alone our fouls may fill, 
 W T ith joys that ne'er decay.. 
 VII. 
 To God the Father, endlefs praife j 
 
 To God the Son, the fame ; 
 And Holy Ghoft, whofe equal rays, 
 One equal glory claim. 
 
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 HYMN XXXI. 
 
 LORD, I know how great my weaknefs is, and 
 that I have nothing in my felf wherein I can truit ; 
 therefore, behold, I lay all my infirmities before thee, 
 and earneflly befeech thee to confider my weaknefs, and 
 mercifully to fupply me with thy grace. — It is thou, 
 O blelfed Jefus, that reconciled my foul to God, 
 and makeft me to run in the ways of his command- 
 ments : — Do thou caufe the light of thy countenance 
 to mine upon me, and enable me to wait upon thee in 
 thy own appointments. 
 
 I HAVE a glorious Chrift 
 Who pleads my ev'ry caufe ; 
 He reconciles my foul to God, 
 And keeps me in his laws. 
 
 II. 
 
 Awhile he hides his grace, 
 And leaves my foul to mourn ; 
 But foon he fhews his fmiling face, 
 And makes a fweet return. 
 
 III. 
 Then in my heart I find, 
 A pure and heav'nly gueft ; 
 A God, a Judge no more unkind, 
 But living in mybreaft. 
 
 IV. 
 
 To him I can commit 
 My life, my joy, my all ; 
 And in his own appointments wait, 
 To hear his gracious call. 
 
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 HYMN XXX11. 
 
 THE LOVE OF CHRIST. 
 
 HOLY SAVIOUR i O that thou wouldeft give 
 a bleffing to us, who are affembied here, inrae- 
 mory of thy love to the world, by (hedding thy pre- 
 cious blood to redeem it ; and powerfully affiil us with 
 thy grace, according as our feveral neceilkies require, 
 that our hearts may be deeply affected with thy good- 
 nefs, and never more ftray from virtue and thee. 
 
 I. 
 
 COME Tinners, view the bleeding God, 
 How ftrange, how awful is the fcene ! 
 Fad ftreams the facred crimfon blood a 
 Of our expiring Nazarene. 
 II. 
 Down from his hands, his fide, his feet. 
 
 The ever healing torrent flows ; 
 And purple ftreams each other meet, 
 To wafli and cleanfe his rebel foes. 
 
 III. 
 
 Upon the crofs he lifts his eyes, 
 
 For fuch his love, fo great, fo free ! 
 
 He bows his head, and calmly diesj 
 And bears our curfe upon the tree. 
 
 IV. 
 
 Amazing grace ! that Chrift our king 
 
 Should freely leave his high abode ; 
 Should quit his courts, where angels iing, 
 
 To re-unite us to our God. 
 V. 
 O what return for this his love, 
 
 Can we his guilty creatures make, 
 Now he is feated far above, 
 
 And yet we here his fkih partake. 
 
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 HYMN XXXIII 
 
 I. 
 
 OW cold my heart ! inactive, dead ! 
 
 Before the Lord I fay 
 O that he would his fpirit flied, 
 And point the narrow way. 
 
 II. 
 'Tis Jefil8 makes my tongue rejoice, 
 
 And does my foul infpire ; 
 Yes, he will raife my heart and voice, 
 
 To join the heav'nly choir. 
 
 III. 
 In him alone I have the pow'r 
 
 To leave my fin and guilt ; 
 Nor (hall the tempter me devour j 
 
 For me his blood was fpilt. 
 
 IV. 
 
 Then, Lord, do thou o'er all my ways, 
 
 And ev'ry ltep preiide ; 
 O make my heart to hate all fin, 
 
 My foul averfe to pride. 
 
 V. 
 
 So {hall I here thy bleffing find, 
 
 And all my joys increafe ; 
 And after death that heav'nly mind, 
 
 Will bring more folid peace. 
 
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 HYMN XXXIV. 
 I. 
 
 DEPARTING fouls in love with God, 
 And bleft in his efteem, 
 Shall find in him a bright abode, 
 And tafte the heav'nly ftream. 
 
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 II. 
 
 Such fweet and ravifhing delights 
 As Eden's garden brought, 
 
 Do the fair plains of heav'n produce, 
 To charm the noblefl thought. 
 
 III. 
 
 The confolations of our God, 
 Are neither fmall nor few ; 
 
 Thofe who efcape his awful rod, 
 Shall live as angels do. 
 
 IV. 
 
 The pleafing fentiments to fouls 
 
 Was heretofore convey'd, 
 Thro* the creature mediation, 
 
 And thus was God furvey'd. 
 V. 
 But in heav'n the intervening glafs 
 
 Is taken from each eye, 
 And face to face the faints behold 
 
 The loVreign of the iky. 
 
 VI. 
 
 The fweet communications there, 
 From God to them are giVn, 
 
 In a more immediate fenfe, 
 
 Which make the joys of heav'n, 
 
 VII. 
 
 All the pleafure which has in vain 
 Been fought in creature good, 
 
 And infinitely^ more is found 
 In our almighty God. 
 
 VIII. 
 
 Since creatures here are nothing more, 
 Than God doth make them be, 
 
 Why (houkl we think to gala his blifs, 
 This fide eternity. 
 
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 IX. 
 
 This lower world and all its boafts, 
 
 Are but delufive toys ; 
 Then let us thirft for heav'n above, 
 
 And feek for nobler joys. 
 
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 HYMN XXXV. 
 
 F.CCLES. 3. 21. 
 I. 
 
 WHAT knowledge brutes may have, 
 I cannot now conceive ; 
 That they were made for human ufe, 
 I firmly do believe. 
 
 II. 
 
 But whether mere machines 
 
 Whofe life is in their blood, 
 And their knowledge void of reafon, 
 
 Is darkly underftood. 
 
 III. 
 Or whether the inflinc"t, 
 
 And fecret fprings of life, 
 Be truly rational as fuch. 
 
 Has rais'd debate and ft rife. 
 
 IV. 
 
 Or whether farther yet, 
 
 They can no reafon own, 
 But what's exterior to them, 
 
 Is here to me unknow n. 
 
 V. 
 
 Sufficient 'tis to-think, 
 
 Whate'er their ftate may be, 
 Their fpirits to the earth mult fink, 
 
 And I the judge fhall fee. 
 
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 VI. 
 
 Brutes have no fenfe of God, 
 
 They neither love nor hat.; ; 
 But I am born to higher good, 
 
 And mine a nobler ftate. 
 
 VII. 
 
 My God has taught me more 
 
 Than he to beafts has giv'n ; 
 He makes me wifer than the fowls, 
 
 And trains me up for heav'q. 
 
 VIII. 
 
 Since then his heav'nly hull 
 
 Has nude me better far, 
 I'll drive to do his faered will, 
 
 Nor more his labors mar. 
 
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 HYMN XXXVI. 
 
 WHILE idle and unemployed, I am expofed to 
 every fin ; but bufinefs bridles my paffions, 
 and keeps out of my mind, all unlawful joys, as well 
 as anxious fears. — Will the Lord help me to fing his 
 praife, that I may be occupied in his fervice, left the 
 adverfary of my foul mould find me off my guard, and 
 I fall an eafy prey to his enfnaring wiles. — Of Jefus 
 will 1 fpeak, his name fhall ever be the burden of my 
 fong. 
 
 I. 
 
 YOUNG Jefus th' infant of beauty and love, 
 Now enters the world a Saviour to" be ; 
 He qui'ss the throne of his Father above, 
 From the pow'r of fin to fet us all free. 
 Dear Jefus, it is true, 
 Our loft itate fhall renew, 
 
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 And give 113 a title our God to enjoy, 
 
 A manger he chufes, 
 
 Vain pomp he refufes, 
 And loves in his fei vice our tongues to employ. 
 
 II. 
 
 Ye fages, fo rev'rend, io wife, fo good, 
 Look and you'll certainly own it is To 
 That Jefus' praife is the chief of all focd ; 
 
 Lord teach us his worth — his merits to know. 
 It difpels eV'ry vapour, 
 Saves the dying taper, 
 And when fin, the world, and temptations prevail, 
 It will open a way, 
 Thro' ^hich the finnermay, 
 Since redeemed by Jefus, each evil affail. 
 
 III. 
 Let high and low in his prefence adore, 
 
 And with due rev'rence his majtfty blefs ; 
 Holy Jefus mould be our fong evermore, 
 Duty and love our allegiance exprefs. 
 To excite us the quicker, 
 And make us the flridier, 
 The charms of heaven to allure us be difplays : 
 Whilft the terrors of hell, 
 And dread agonies fell, 
 He mews to deter us from viltft of ways. 
 
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 HYMN XXXVII. 
 
 THE L O R D 'S DAY. 
 
 OGOD, who baft commanded us to confecrate a 
 feventh part cf our time to thy fervice ; give u« 
 grace to difengage our hearts this day from the cares 
 and concerns of this world ; that we may admit no un- 
 
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 necefTary bufinefs, nor any unprofitable vifit, or vain or 
 idle converfation, to be a diftraftion to our minds, and a 
 hindrance to our devotions : but let us dill remember, 
 however uneafy it may be, that our bufinefs as chriftians 
 is not to feek our own wifhes, but to feek and to ferve 
 thee ; and that the concern is not great, whether nature 
 be pleafed, but it is our greatefl concern, that our fouls 
 fhould be prepared, by a wife improvement of thine 
 earthly fabbaths, that we may enjoy a fabbath of reft, 
 In thy glorious kingdom. 
 
 I. 
 
 THE day of God once more returns, 
 To vifit me with peace ; 
 My heart with pure affection burns,- 
 Let pious joys increafe. 
 
 II. 
 
 I feel the happy hour begun, 
 
 That binds me to my Lord ; 
 Ere yet I view the rifmg fun, 
 
 My lips mail read thy word. 
 
 III. 
 
 On me thy facred truths imprefs, 
 
 That I may love thy name ; 
 Vouchfafe to guide, to teach, to blefs ; 
 
 Such wifdom is thy claim. 
 
 IV. 
 
 To thee my ways, I now commend 5 
 
 'Grant me the happy fruits ; 
 No more my precious time to fpend, 
 
 In empty vain purfuits. 
 
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 HYMN XXXVIII. 
 
 I. 
 
 THE Lord, the judge defcends, 
 Behold the clouds his throne ; 
 Gabriel in pomp attends, 
 
 And earth's foundations groan. 
 
 Ere nature's awful crufh, 
 
 Jefus unbars the tomb, 
 And nations trembling rufh, 
 
 To hear their final doom. 
 III. 
 In vain the wicked plead, 
 
 No mercy here is given ; 
 In time they took no heed, 
 
 And now they lofe a heaven. 
 IV. 
 The judge in angry tone, 
 
 Their fentence does declare ; 
 Depart ! I cannot own, 
 
 Nor will thy juftice fpare. 
 V. 
 In endlefs woe they fink, 
 
 Forbid the realms of peace, 
 Where ft reams of fire they drink, 
 
 T heir thirft (hall never ceafe. 
 VI. 
 Far otherwife the good, 
 
 They now admittance find, 
 And tafte the heavenly food, 
 
 The blifs for all defign'd. 
 VII. 
 In yonder world of light, 
 
 To Abram's breaftthey go ; 
 They foar beyond our fight, 
 
 And live as angels do. 
 
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 VIII. 
 
 May this our wifdom be, 
 To fhun the Tinner's way, 
 
 God grant us here to fee, 
 The gofpel's faving day. 
 
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 HYMN XXXIX. 
 
 ALTERED FROM THE FOREGOING. 
 I. 
 
 THE mighty Lord, the Judge defcen< 
 Behold the clouds his throne, 
 Gabriel in folemn pomp attends, 
 And earth's foundations groan/ 
 II. 
 Ere dying nature's awful crum, 
 
 Jefus unbars the tomb ; 
 And num'rous nations trembling rum, 
 To hear their final doom. 
 
 III. 
 
 In vain the guilty finners plead, 
 
 No mercy here is given : 
 Unwife in time they took no heed, 
 
 And now they lofe a heaven. 
 
 IV. 
 
 The judge in ftern and angry tone, 
 
 Their fentecce does declare ; 
 Depart, accurft ! I cannot own, 
 
 Nor will my juilice fpare. 
 
 V. 
 
 In fad, in endlefs woe they fink, 
 
 Forbid the realms of peace ; 
 Where livid ftreams of fire they drink, 
 
 Their thirft fhall never ceafe. 
 
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 VI. 
 
 Far otherwife the cautious good ; 
 
 They now admittance find : 
 And tafte the pure celeftial food j 
 
 The food for all defign'd. 
 
 VII. 
 
 In yonder mining world of light, 
 To Abram's bread they go ; 
 
 They foar beyojad our mortal fight, 
 And live as angels do. 
 
 VIII. 
 May this our choice, our wifdom be, 
 To ihun the finner*s way 5 
 
 God's mercy grant us here to fe.e» 
 The gofpeFs faving day. 
 
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 HYMN XL. 
 
 I. 
 
 COME let us adore, 
 The Lord evermore j 
 . And fing to his name, 
 No merit we claim. 
 
 II. 
 
 The praife is his due, 
 For ftrength to purfue ; 
 Since Jefus is he, 
 Who fets us all free. 
 
 III. 
 
 To him we may feek, 
 And bleft are the meek : 
 He'll ne'er caft away, 
 Who make him their flay* 
 
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 IV. 
 
 Then glory we'll cry, 
 To Jefus on high ; 
 And thus evermore, 
 His name will adore. 
 
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 HYMN XL1. 
 
 I. 
 
 WHEN the heav'ns fhall rend afunder, 
 Roll aud fold and pafs away, 
 God, the Word, the Lord of wonder, 
 Shall proclaim the awful day. 
 II. 
 While yet the voice of love is founding, 
 
 Sinners, now repent and live ; 
 Streams of mercy ftill abounding, 
 God the Lord will you forgive. 
 III. 
 Iflands, rocks, earth, and feas obey, 
 
 Fear mail rife and ftrike amaze ; 
 And death fhall then refign its prey, 
 When the world is in a blaze. 
 IV. 
 While yet the voice of love is founding, 
 
 Sinners, now repent and live ; 
 Streams of mercy ftill abounding, 
 God the Lord will you forgive. 
 
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 HYMN XLII. 
 
 I. 
 
 MY foul, why fo dull, why fo fad ? 
 Truft in the Lord, and nothing doubt ; 
 Seek his face and in him be glad ; 
 His name is ointment poured out : 
 
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 It's a tower, a rock, a refuge fure, 
 Where good men ran and are fecure. 
 
 II. 
 
 If then afflictions or diftrefs, 
 
 Thy body, goods, or name deftroy, 
 
 The righteous hand do thou confefs, 
 Thyfelf in quiet here enjoy. 
 
 Fret not, — with patience wait God's will, 
 
 His name is ilrong fufficient ftill. 
 
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 HYMN XLIII. 
 
 THE BIRTH OF CHRIST. 
 I. 
 
 THE air is fill'd with found, 
 I hear the voice of mirth ; 
 The heavenly hofls our ball furround, 
 And fhout a faviour's birth. 
 
 II. 
 
 Behold in David's town, 
 
 Of royal David's line, 
 The Saviour Jefus may be found ; 
 
 An infant all divine. 
 
 III. 
 
 Go, pious fhepherd's, go, 
 
 Yon ftar fhall lead the way : 
 Worfhip at Immanuel's feet, 
 
 And there your homage pay. 
 IV. 
 The promife which of old, 
 
 Your God to you had made. ; 
 The child by prophets long foretold, 
 
 Is in a manger laid. 
 
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 HYMN XLIV. 
 
 I. 
 
 XVx As heretofore 
 The chriftian church has ever done : 
 
 The God of love, 
 
 Who reigns above, 
 The great eternal Three in One. 
 II. 
 
 Let facred praife 
 
 Infpire our lays, 
 To join the bleft, angelic throng, 
 
 " Thrice holy Lord !" 
 
 Our hearts accord, 
 And chant the fweet melodious fong. 
 
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 HYMN XLV. 
 
 SPIRITUAL DELIVERANCE. 
 I. 
 
 WHAT mail I render to the Lord ; 
 For all his benefits to me ? 
 According to his gracious word, 
 His love from dangers fet me free. 
 II. 
 My lips mail never ceafe to mow, 
 
 The grateful fenfe I now poflefs, 
 Of what he did on me beftow, 
 
 When he vouchfaPd my foul to blefs. 
 
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 HYMN XLVI. 
 I. 
 
 PARENT of life and light to thee, 
 Thou fource of every good ! 
 O raife my heart, and bend my knee, 
 And pant for heavenly food. 
 
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 II. 
 
 Some facred truth from thy bleft word, 
 
 Do thou to me reveal ; 
 Imprefs on me thy will, O Lord, 
 
 And my forgivenefs feal. 
 
 III. 
 
 Let this and every future day 
 Great God, flill wifer prove ; 
 
 That as I mark, and learn, obey, 
 I may increafe, in love. 
 
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 HYMN XJ.VII. 
 
 I. 
 
 MY foul, how precious is our time ! 
 More precious far than gold ; 
 The richeft treafures of this world, 
 Or all that we behold ! 
 II. 
 When once our days are gone and paft, 
 
 And nothing more remains, 
 We quickly mount to heaven at laft, 
 Or fink to endlefs pains. 
 III. 
 O happy they, who now fecure 
 
 A title to that joy, 
 Where flreams of blifs are always pure, 
 Where nothing can deftroy. 
 IV. 
 But dreadful, then, the fate of thofe, 
 
 Who here defpife their God ; 
 They (hall be doom'd to ceafelefs woes, 
 And feel his awful rod. 
 
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 HYMN XLVIIL 
 
 FOR EVENING. 
 I. 
 
 LORD, for the mercies of this day, 
 Our grateful homage now we pay- 
 Accept our evening facrifice, 
 And make us happy, good, and wife. 
 
 II. 
 What ere amifs we all have done, 
 Since the laft morning's rifing fun ; 
 Do thou in mercy, Lord, forgive, 
 And bid our drooping fpirits live. 
 
 HI, 
 This night we dk thy bleSing too, 
 O let fweet fleep our ftrength renew : 
 Guard u« from dangers of all kinds, 
 And with thy love refcefh our minds. 
 
 IV, 
 That in the mom when we awake. 
 We may of grateful fangs paitake ; 
 And live and fing, rejoice aad pray, 
 'Till we /hall rife in endlefs day. 
 
 HYMN XLIX. 
 
 I. 
 
 BEHOLD the Saviour of mankind, 
 A mere victim from the womb ; 
 Jefus we in a manger find, 
 Emblem of his future tomb. 
 
 II. 
 
 Proftrate where horned cattle feed, 
 
 This dear innocent is laid ; 
 There born to weep, to fuffer, bleed, 
 
 Until nature's debt is paid. 
 
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 III. 
 How vaft the love which God inclin'd, 
 
 Thus to give his only fon ; 
 His bowels yearn'd for loft mankind, 
 
 Who had now themfelves undone. 
 
 IV. 
 
 O let us then his goodnefs praife, 
 
 And his bounty all admire, 
 And let us confecrate our days 
 
 To join the angelic choir. 
 
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 HYMN L. 
 
 BLESSED JESUS ! who knoweft my wants, and 
 thofe various wants fupplies ; may I never grudge 
 to give a mite to the poor, from thy generous bounty ; 
 let but the friends of thee and thme, ever find a friend 
 in me. — O Lord, accept my heart and offering ! 
 
 I. 
 
 O JESUS, my Saviour king ! 
 Accept my prayer and offering ; 
 Blefs this portion to the poor, 
 I bring from my generous ftore. 
 
 II. 
 
 From thy bounty I receive, 
 My life and power to believe, 
 With all my worldly treafure, 
 And every joy and pleafure. 
 
 III. 
 
 Shall I then grudge to beftow, 
 Some of thy goods while below ; 
 Shut my bowels to thy faints, 
 Nor liften to their complaints. 
 
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 IV. 
 
 Kay far be it, Lord, from me, 
 That a faint a fufferer be, 
 Then give me a heart to grant, 
 What in my power they may want. 
 
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 HYMN LI. 
 
 ON yon crofs Jefus dies for you, 
 Thither lift a penfive eye ; 
 Thefe forrows, chriftians, were your due, 
 
 Why fo heedlefs pafs him by ? 
 There among the foldiers bleeding, 
 While I tune the mournful lyre ; 
 You may mark the Saviour pleading, 
 * Father grant my heart's defire. 
 II. 
 'i God forgive my life's deftroying, 
 4 Souls to fave kas fix'd me here ; 
 
 * Men redeem'd may now be joying, 
 
 4 Since I bring falvation near. 
 
 • Tho' I bear their wilful madnefs, 
 
 4 Well I might a judgment prove ; 
 4 But my heart relents in fadnefs, 
 4 And mifery kindles love.' 
 
 III. 
 
 We, alas ! poor fmful creatures, 
 
 Far had fpent the gracious day ; 
 So deform'd in make and features, 
 
 Nothing lovely could difplay. 
 But a Chrift poffefs'd of beauty, 
 
 Perfect God in every part ; 
 Inclination join'd with duty, 
 
 ■Should fubdue the vileft heart* 
 
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 HYMN LII. 
 
 EJACULATION. ST. MATT. VII. 13, 14. 
 
 HOLY JESUS ! what hourly dangers and fnares 
 befet my path ! — how weak my reiiftance, and 
 how ftrong my foes ! — O gracious God ! affift my fee- 
 ble efforts to watch and pray, to efeape deftrudtion's 
 road, and to drive to enter in at the ftraight gate. — 
 Increafe Kiy faith and hopes, when dangers prevail ; 
 and may I never ftray from happintfs and thee. — Come 
 holy fpirit ! and blow a profperous gale, to waft my 
 foul to heaven, my deftined place ; then, in full fails, 
 I will gain the port of left, and leave the world and 
 fin behind. 
 
 I. 
 
 STRAIGHT is the gate, the Saviour cries, 
 Thro' which the faithful chriftians rife j 
 Narrow the way that leads from lin, 
 And few there are that venture in. 
 
 II. 
 But broad's the road that finners go, 
 And wide the gate to endlefs woe ; 
 Many, we fee, will enter there, 
 And dwell forever in defpair. 
 
 III. 
 Strive then to fhun the dangerous way, 
 Thro' which the guilty love to itrr.y ; 
 And feek a manfion to obtain, 
 Where peace and joy ne'er ceafe to reign, 
 
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 HYMN LIIL- 
 
 EJACULATION. 
 
 BLESSED SAVIOUR ! may we ftretch every 
 nerve to prefs forward to an immortal crown ; 
 and with vigour run the race that is fet before us. — A 
 
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 cloud of witneffes hold us in full view ; may we forget 
 the lieps already trod, and urge our way thro* the try- 
 ing hour. In thee, deareft Lord, our help is found, 
 thou wilt aflift us, and make and keep us pure within. 
 — > may we think upon thy love, and praife and adore 
 thy goodnefs. — Thy wifdom guides, thy power pro- 
 tects, and thy grace rewards the juft j while thy mer- 
 cy forgives repenting unners. 
 
 YE faints of the Lord, 
 Who ilrive to be pure 5 
 His wonders record, 
 
 And pray to endure. 
 It is he that can keep 
 
 You ftill in his love ; 
 He'll (lumber nor fleep, 
 But watches above. 
 
 II. 
 
 When you from him ftray, 
 
 He feeks to retrieve ; 
 And finds out a way, 
 
 Ydur crimes to forgive : 
 For in pard'ning your fin, 
 
 His anger is loft j 
 Ere forrows begin, 
 
 He thinks of the crofs. 
 
 HYMN LIV. 
 
 SACRAMENTAL HYMN. 
 
 JESUS, dear friend of friendlefs finners, to thee" 
 I cry ; hear, Lord, and magnify thy grace :— 
 Pardon a worm, who would draw near to thee : — a 
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 worm by fin and felf oppreft. — At thy table, may f 
 behold the wonders of thy love ; and eat and drink, in 
 obedience to thy command. — Let thy good fpirit dwell 
 within me, and turn my forrows into joys. — O may my 
 heart, Holy Jefus ! be thine, forever thine ; and find 
 thy promifed reft. 
 
 I. 
 
 JESUS my God my King, 
 To thee I raife my voice ; 
 For thou wilt hear me when I fing, 
 And make my heart rejoice. 
 
 II. 
 A thoufand times thou haft 
 My foul from death redeem'd ; 
 And when I fear'd a fudden blaft, 
 On me thy goodnefs beam'd. 
 
 III. 
 For this thy love, O Lord, 
 My humble thanks arife ; 
 And I can truft thy holy word, 
 To blefs thy facrifice. 
 
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 HYMN LV. 
 
 LUKE XIV. YET THERE IS ROOM. 
 
 I. 
 
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 E frail and dying fons of earth, 
 My friendly accents now attend ; 
 
 It was my fpirit gave you birth. 
 And ftill forgives when you offend. 
 
 No more in vanity delight, 
 
 Or fpurn the gofpcl's joyful found ; 
 Return to me with all your might, 
 
 For thus true wifdom may be found. 
 
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 III. 
 
 I am the Saviour of the foul, 
 
 In me is your redemption wrought ; 
 
 The powers of hell I will controul, 
 
 When you give up your every thought. 
 
 IV. 
 
 Why mould you longer rove from home, 
 Or chufe to walk in paths of guilt ; 
 
 There yet is room for you to come, 
 For you my deareft blood was fpilt. 
 
 KYMN LVI. 
 
 BE ZEALOUS OF GOOD WORKS. 
 
 BLESSED JESUS ! while worldly men, ftrive 
 with all their might, to obtain their worldly va- 
 nities : how flow and languid are the advances which I 
 make, even with heaven itfelf in my view ! Infpire 
 my foul, great God, with holy zeal. — Religion, with- 
 out zeal and love, is of little worth ; — it is but an emp- 
 ty found, fignifying nothing May I then, with fer- 
 vor ftrive to employ my powers for thee ; and while the 
 feafon of grace remains, boldly tread the heavenly way. 
 
 TTTARMLY afFe&ed, 
 
 V V 'T's good we fkould be j 
 Duty neglected, 
 
 Will ruin the tree. 
 It is fruit we mull bear, 
 
 If Jefus we love ; 
 Let this be ourcare, 
 
 With vizor to move, 
 
( 64 ) 
 
 II. 
 
 True pleafure to find, 
 
 Each thought mull engage j 
 Falfe lufts of the mind, 
 
 No more mould enrage. 
 But fubjecl: to the crofs, 
 
 The battle is won ; 
 If our zeal be loft, 
 
 The foul is undone. 
 
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 HYMN LVII. 
 
 EXODUS, XXXIII. 20. 
 I. 
 
 m "t^t^ man can ^ ee m y ^* ace >" 
 
 xNI Says God the Lord, and live ; 
 No feature, form or trace, 
 Does he to mortals give. 
 
 II. 
 
 His glory he difplays, 
 
 And fills the world with dread ; 
 But tin's in myflic ways, 
 
 Which fhroiid his awful head. 
 
 III. 
 
 A dreadful diflance ftill, 
 
 Between us interferes ; 
 No charms of human fkill, 
 
 Can pierce the golden fpheres, 
 
 IV. 
 
 The bounds of mortal fight, 
 
 Are to the earth confin'd : 
 A dark a dubious light, 
 
 Is giv'n to all mankind. 
 
( 65 ) 
 HYMN LVIII. 
 
 I. 
 
 ONE is our mafter — even Chrift,- 
 O may we all confefs ; 
 And live the life he here prefcrib'd, 
 Since we his name profefs. 
 
 II. 
 
 Compar'd with him, how light ! how vain 1 
 
 Are all the joys below ; 
 Each earthly good is fraught with pain, 
 
 And all our days with woe. 
 
 4q fy 3^ 
 
 HYMN LIX, 
 I. 
 
 OLORD, thy mercy we implore, 
 To fave our guilty land ; 
 On us thy wonted goodnefs pour. 
 And lead us by thy hand. 
 
 II. 
 
 How many times we have rebelPd, 
 
 Againft thy faving grace ! 
 How oft our love from thee withheld, 
 
 Nor have we fought thy face ! 
 
 III. 
 
 But now we mourn our fore diftrefsj 
 
 O Lord, in mercy hear ; 
 And as we do our fins confefs, 
 
 Accept the flowing tear.. 
 
 IV. 
 
 Lord, from the fhafts of cruel war s 
 
 Vouchfafe to fet us free ; 
 That we in peace may dwell .fecure* 
 
 And learn to worfhip thee. 
 
 F 2 
 
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 ( M ) 
 HYMN LX. 
 
 EJACULATION. 
 
 OUNTAIN of blifs ! art thou with us to diffipate 
 our fears, and to fet our fpirits free ! Do thy 
 bowels feel for thy poor creatures, and haft thou fent 
 fome friendly mefFenger, to cheer their hearts, and 
 fhew the tokens of thy myfterious love ! Then why 
 do we mourn, or fufFer our eyes to weep, when fuch a 
 friend is near ? Why do our forrows rife, and why do 
 we droop in grief, when Jefus calls, and bids us truft 
 his grace ? — Away with defpair ; it is the voice of 
 mercy founds, the Saviour is come. — He takes our in- 
 firmities, and fets us free. — My Lord and my God ! — • 
 may this be the burden of our fong here below, in 
 flrains of higheft adoration ; and when called to quit 
 thofe clay tabernacles, may we arife to join the angelic 
 choirs, in tunes of nobler praife. 
 
 i 
 
 I. 
 
 N Jefus' name, 
 His priefts proclaim, 
 Good news to-day : 
 , From God he came, 
 His love the fame, 
 To teach the way, 
 In which we may, 
 With favour pray. 
 Our faviour Chrift will we adore, 
 And magnify his dying love,- 
 That fhed an un&ion from above, 
 And feals our pardon evermore, 
 
 II. 
 
 In higheft praife, 
 We'll fpend our days, 
 
( 67 3 
 
 And joyful be : 
 Angelic lays, 
 Shall light the blaze, 
 By which we fee, 
 The curfed tree, 
 For you and me, 
 Where holy Jefus bleeds and dies ! 
 Alas, for us, poor guilty race ! 
 We find redemption by his grace, 
 When ftorms of vengeance rife, 
 III. 
 His precious blood, 
 A purple flood, 
 Which brings us near* 
 To dwell with God, 
 And 'fcape his rod, 
 From every fear, 
 Shall dry each tear, 
 And blefs us here. 
 Then after death, this Lord of peace, 
 Will make us heirs of perfect light, 
 To live forever in his fight, 
 
 And drink of ftreams that never eeafe. 
 
 4 C . 4. .i^, 
 
 HYMN LXI. 
 
 THE FINAL JUDGMENT. 
 I. 
 
 BEHOLD ! the day of judgment's come I 
 The awful day that finner's dread ; 
 Now they mud hear their final doom, 
 Nor longer {lumber with the dead. 
 •II. 
 The judge in his triumphant car, 
 
 Defcends to meet the gazing croud j 
 And this iliuftrious Jacob's ftar, 
 
 Will diffipate each black'ning cloud. 
 
( rt ) 
 
 III. 
 
 Angelic hofts around him (land, 
 
 While Gabriel's voice like thunder rolls j 
 His trump is heard thro' ev'ry land, 
 
 The tremors (hake the diftant poles. 
 IV. 
 (i Sinners and faints afunder part !" 
 
 Thus runs the fov'reign's high command, 
 O the poor Turner's aching heart, 
 
 While faints enjoy the promis'd land. 
 V. 
 They to the feats of heav'nly love, 
 
 Joyful on^feraph's wing arife ; 
 And fweetly join the choirs above, 
 
 In blifs that never, never dies. 
 VI. 
 But to the depths of endlefs woe, 
 
 Where ftreams of vengeance ever roll ; 
 The guilty numbers they muft go, 
 
 From God, and lofe a precious foul. 
 
 •#?--- ty 3$ 
 
 HYMN LXII. 
 
 1. THESSALONIANS, V. 22. 
 I. 
 
 HEAR what the great apoftle faith, 
 To all who truft the Saviour's blood $ 
 If you would live the life of faith, 
 And daily feek aright your God. 
 II. 
 Abftain from fin nor let appear, 
 
 To hurt the Chriftians glorious name, 
 A fingle thought of wild career, 
 
 Left you mould fink in future {hame. 
 
{ 69 ) 
 
 III. 
 
 Wife precepts of the go fpel Son, 
 ■ Who always pra&ic'd what he taught, 
 And griev'd to fee the world undone, 
 Thro' wilful negligence of thought. 
 
 IV. 
 
 But all the care with which he ftrcve, 
 Our fmful natures to reclaim, 
 
 A ftupid world did miiimprove, 
 
 And only worfe and worfe became. 
 
 V. 
 
 'Tis thus the minifters of God, 
 Who feek to fave the fouls of all, 
 
 Oft ftnd their pious love withftood, 
 While men grow deaf to every call. 
 
 ^ c . .$. jfc 
 
 HYMN LXIIL 
 
 I. 
 
 SEE gracious God, my fad eftate, 
 Difrob'd of every pleafing joy : 
 Deep thoughts and melancholy fighs, 
 My heavy mournful hours employ. 
 
 II. 
 
 My foes like armies in array. 
 
 Againft my troubled foul appear ; 
 Not fatisfied to cloud my day, 
 
 They ft ill purfue the dying tear. 
 
 III. 
 " Shew pity Lord, O Lord forgive," 
 
 A wretch forfaken and forlorn 5 
 And bid my drooping fpirits live, 
 No more my faid eftate to mourn. 
 
( ?o ) 
 
 IV. 
 
 Then (hall my heart, with joy o'erflow, 
 My grateful tongue thy pralie exprefs; 
 
 Remov'd the burden of my woe, 
 The mighty favour I'll confefs. 
 
 HYMN LXIV. 
 
 THE BIBLE. 
 I. 
 
 THf, Bible, precious book divine ! 
 The ehoicefl fchemes of fpeech difplaya, 
 What books of human wifdom mine, 
 With equal luftre equal rays . ? 
 II. 
 
 Here I may read and truly learn, 
 What love I owe to God and man ; 
 
 And here a future ftate difcern, 
 
 The depths of blifs and fufferings fcan. 
 III. 
 
 O could I make this word my guide, 
 
 And feek God's righteous paths to tread, 
 
 Then mould I ftem life's angry tide, 
 No more in fmful ways milled. 
 
 4q ty .^ 
 
 HYMN LXV. 
 
 IT IS FINISHE'D. JOHN I9. 
 
 I. 
 
 Is that my God, 
 All wet with blood, 
 Who hangs on yonder awful tree : 
 
( 7i ) 
 
 Whofe temples pierc'd, 
 
 With fouls immers'd, 
 Now groans in deeped agony. 
 II. 
 
 O yes, 'tis he, 
 
 Alas! for me, 
 He did the bloody crofs endure ! 
 
 His precious hands, 
 
 By Roman bands- 
 Were vilely treated like impure. 
 III. 
 
 Three hours he hangs, 
 
 In dying pangs, 
 Aloft,fufpended in the air. 
 
 The difmal fight, 
 
 Deprived of light. 
 The fun in robes of wild defpair. 
 IV. 
 
 At length he cries, 
 
 And lifts his eyes, 
 Man's full redemption finifh'd is 
 
 His work is done, 
 
 The battle won, 
 Jefus makes the victory his. 
 
 END OF THE HTMNS. 
 

 SERMON. 
 
 St, Luke, XVIII, , 4 . 
 
 T) Y this parable 6»^. " m J J fM'l A> ..WW. 
 -P ^ffife^i^, Chrift 
 Gentiles, when the eo L, " perS of We Jews and 
 
 theGent,les, kcaufethey (? he K ^ tmv ^ 
 God's covenant people L J ' "'ereAbram^fcd 
 the law; by which atnXT™^ <*"Wd to 
 t% had no fin to pardon 7 j™^ 1 J«Mcation J°f 
 ^ the Mediator, ft « p * ad ««W no atonent 
 lators, and lived ,'„ u^ m £"^ ^T b " n ;d - 
 of the mercy and pardon of L^r ^ a «epted 
 redemption in Chrift TV • \ gsf P ei > throupf, th« 
 ^u-godly, and witho J Vfe, ^ f««ca,1on f 
 ft- Paul fpeaks fo much of "* *f* of the law, which 
 and many other paraSs 1 "f m C \° Ur Lord » this 
 I.can went home %<?£,) r^ f r And «»tW.p»b' 
 
 fo upon the preachL"o^hc'/5 han the P"X 
 fe-mg uftifi cat ; - ° / V g ofpel to the world, f 
 
 * 7T ^7 an y Jcrmer 
 
. ( i ) 
 
 good worksjj* "fightcoufnefs, the Gentiles a&ed more 
 acccptably-^'G-od than the Jews : "For every one that 
 exalteth hinrfelf fnall he abafed, and he that iuimhleth 
 hirafelx fnall be-. footed.'"' I ftiall now make the folW- 
 ing obfervatifjhs : 
 
 I. The perfonal righteoufnefs of the beft mere man 
 that ever lived, considered alone, cannot juftify him 
 in God's fight, or entitle him to any reward ; but the 
 moft perfeel and upright man on earth, (lands in need 
 of mercy and the perfect atonement < of Chrift, in order 
 to be justified before God. 
 
 II. Yet our fincere piety and good works are highly 
 pleafing to God. and fnall moft certainly, through the 
 redemption of Chrift and the mercy of God, be reward- 
 ed with eternal glory. And, 
 
 III. Our perfonal righteoufnefs or gofpel obedience 
 ought to be matter of great comfort and joy to us. 
 
 I. The moft perfeft mere man that ,ever lived, by 
 his own righteoufnefs, without the mercy of God, and 
 the atonement of Chrift, cannot be juftified before God. 
 There are two ways of juftification, the one is of debt, 
 the other of grace ; the one is by jufticc, the other 
 by pardon. When a man is arraigned at the bar, if he 
 be a ur.d not guilty; his being then acquitted, cleared, 
 ied is a debt which the judge owes him. Now 
 il.'s kind of juftification before God, no man but Jelus 
 righteous can claim ; becaufe all are finners, 
 anc have no way to be juftified, but by the act of 
 in ChriiVs blood ; neither have any a right to 
 act unleis they believe and repent, and per- 
 form u !»t;cere obedience ; then the gofpel which is the 
 act f grace gives aright to juftification. This method 
 ef tufti.ficatien by grace, through the atonement of 
 Chrift* without our (kiefs obedience, upon the condi- 
 h and repentance ; is that method which 
 G-d taught man immediately after the fall, a;,d ill 
 
( 3 ) 
 
 along through the patriarchal, Mofaic,, v and chriftian 
 difpenfations. I (hall juft hint at a few things, by which 
 vou may plainly perceive this important truth. When 
 Cain and Abel offered a facrifice, God had refped to 
 Abel and his facrifice, but not to Cain. Some render 
 the words, God looked to Abel, but not to Cain. But 
 how did they know this ! The glory of God, that iu- 
 pernatural pillar of light, the vifible fig.is of God's pre- 
 sence., always manifeiled before the incarnation ; tbischvine , 
 firedefcended upon Abel, and mace his face to mine as it 
 ■did Mofes and Chrift in the mount, and it confumed 
 his facrifice as it did Elijah's, by which all the ipe-fbv- 
 tors knew that Abel was preferred to Cain. And why? 
 Becaufe his facrifice difcovered his faith in the Media- 
 tor, and the life to come, being a bloody facrifice; 
 but Cain,, iniifced on his own innocence and nghteous- 
 nefs : he a : ed no fin, and implored no pardon. 
 
 Hence Goe expoituiates, if thou dcd weU fhalt thou net be 
 accepted? that is, pardoned, juftified, 
 to favour. Eat if thou dod not well, fin 3 
 door. To do well was to obferse the 6i\ 
 tion, and offer fuch a Sacrifice as was an a 
 merit of guilt and need of mercy ; which if 
 do, his fin mould be pardoned ; but if he 
 fident of his own innocence and finlefs p< 
 not to do well and offer a fin offering, his c 
 never be removed, but lie (till at his door. Y 
 Cain was like this Pharifee, he owned no f 
 ed himfelf in the van; opinion of his r 
 teoufnefs, and prayed for no mercy, n( 
 intereft in the atonement. Eat rib d 
 was feufiblethat he was a (inner, and be 
 cy and forgivenefs. Xhus fcif-exakatioa 
 ruin. 
 
 Though Job was an eminently good mam 
 too high an opinion of his own righteotuiu 
 
 1 sirivai 
 
( 4 ) 
 
 the fuggeftions of fatan, exalted himfelf fo exceedingly, 
 that he thought his caufe more righteous than God's, 
 and that if he might have a fair trial before an iadiffe- 
 rent judge, he mould get the victory ; furprizing info- 
 lence ! And never was Job delivered from his calami- 
 ties, till he lowered his felf-exalting thoughts, and ac- 
 knowledged himfelf a {inner, and that he deferved pu- 
 nifhment ; and faid, " I abhor myfelf, and repent in dull 
 'andaflies." When Job laid afide his plea of juftice 
 and begged for mercy, then God exalted him, and raifed 
 him from the depth of mifery to the height of profpe- 
 rity. One would wonder how fuch a poor creature, 
 as every thinking man mutt feel himfelf to be, mould 
 ever think of neglecting and defpifmg the mercy of 
 God, and challenging his juftice, when it is fo eafy to 
 perceive, that the bel duty we ever did is mixt with fin; 
 yet thus it is, that as pride and felf-exalting thoughts 
 debafed the angels into devils, fo have they ever vigi- 
 lantly employed their craft to feduce men into the fame 
 foob'fh way, of being independant upon the mercy and 
 direction of the beft of beings. This was mod cer- 
 taialythe ruin of the unbelieving jews in the apostles 
 time ; they fought for righteoufnefs and juftification by 
 the law of Mofes, fuppofing that though they were 
 tinners, yet their conftant facrincss purged away all 
 their firi, fo that they were perfectly righteous before 
 Gvd ; and this legal righteoufnefs the Gentiles wanted, 
 and therefore could not be ju'lined ; whereas Chrift 
 oftles preached, that the juftification of Jews 
 .ud upon the fame footing, namely the 
 mercy of God pardoning (in through the blood of 
 Chrift, only upon finners repentance and faith. " In 
 God's fight (hall no flefli living be juftified." " If 
 thou Lord fhouldeft be ftricl to mark what is done 
 amifs, who could Hand in thy fight." By this you may 
 fee how to underfland that common phrafe, felf-nght- 
 
( 5 ) 
 
 • 
 
 ©ufnefs, and to fix the meaning. It is fpiritual pride, 
 an extravagant conceit of our own piety, imagining 
 that we are incomparably more righteous than we are ; 
 which pride will fpoil the good qualities we feem to 
 have, and make all our righteoufnefs as filthy rags be- 
 fore God. If people would always ufe the word felf- 
 righteous In this fenfe, that is, to denote a man who is 
 proud of his own goodnefs, -and has an extravagant 
 opinion of his own virtue, then the phrafe would be 
 harmlefs enough. 
 
 But, Ildiy, Though fpiritual pride fpoils all our 
 good qualities, yet the fincere piety and good deeds of 
 the humble are exceedm..!/ plealing to God, and will 
 be bountifully rewarded by him. It is an Gthe;fi:icai 
 error to hold, that if we think we' are better, or mere 
 acceptable to God, or nearer heaven, for any good qua- 
 lity in us, or any thing done by us, than any other man 
 who has not thofe qualities, that it is the {in of pride. 
 For thereafon why this publican was juftiiied rather than 
 the pharifee, was becaufe he had that good quality in 
 him of humility and repentance, which the pharifee had 
 not. He was a better man, and better efte 
 beloved of God : And if God eiteein a hu 
 tent prodigal better than a proud arrogant pharifee, 
 God judg'es right, and it is no pride for us, to judge of 
 ourfelvesas God does. A penitent return;:. 
 not proud, becaufe he thinks himfeif better t 
 he was impenitent, or better than other impenitents are. 
 Saint Paul was not wicked, or in the wrong to 
 that he himfeif was a better man, more pleafmg to God, 
 and nearer to the kingdom of heaven after he L>eca::i _• a 
 zealous Chrii'iian, than he was while a furious perfe- 
 ction All moral or religious difference among men, 
 lies in their moral qualities and actions ; and if there be 
 no difference here, then religion is good for nothing ; 
 for it doei not make the molt religious man a wljit 
 
 G 2 
 
( 6 ) 
 
 better, than the inoft abandoned atheift. Then a man 
 had as good do ill as well, fin as forbear ; and Conscience 
 may be as eafy, while weferveourlufts, as while freferve 
 God ; for he efleems us as well for finning as for doing 
 our duty : And God's approbation is the all with a 
 good man. But fo monftrous is this levelling princi- 
 ple or doctrine, that any perfon of common fenfe can 
 eafily confute it. I will not therefore take up much 
 of your time in a direct confutation, but leave thefe ab- 
 furd men to amufe themfelves with their flrange dreams. 
 It is the great end of a preacher of religion, to imprefs 
 upon people's minds, with the greateft energy, that 
 their prefent actions and qualities are of the utmoft im- 
 portance, for their eternity depends upon it. And if you 
 once drink in that notion, that good actions make you 
 no more acceptable to God than bad ones, and fo all 
 vou do is indifferent in God's fight, then all will be in- 
 different to you ; and you will have nothing to reftrain 
 ycu from vice, or excite you to virtue, but worldly con- 
 fiderations, which will only make you worldly hypo- 
 crites : I will therefore fet before you a few texts to 
 prove this doctrine. The angel from heaven declared 
 to Cornelius, " thy prayers and alms are come up for 
 a memorial before God." " To do good and to com- 
 municate forget not, for with fuch facrifices God is well 
 pleafed." " The prayers of the upright are God's 
 delight." " Whatfoever a man does, that (hall he alfo 
 receive." " The ugh heaven is God's throne, and the 
 earth his footflool, yet to this man will he look, who is 
 of a humble and contrite fpirit, and trembles at his 
 word." Truly the whole tenor of the holy fcriptures 
 confirms this ; I (hall therefore only put you in mind 
 of Nehemiah's conduct. " Remember me, O my God, 
 concerning this, and wipe not out my good deeds that 
 I have done for the houfe of my God." " Remember 
 me, O my God, concerning this alfo, and fpare me ac- 
 
( 7 ) 
 
 cording to the greajnefs of thy goddnefs." ?*Th 
 upon me, my God, for good, according to all that I 
 have done for this people." How often does lie beg 
 of God to remember and not forget,, how zealous and • 
 felf-denying he had been in ferving the caufe of true re- 
 ligion ! And when he tells how much more he had 
 forgone his own intereit than former governors, and 
 begs of God to remember it for his good, did he think 
 he was no higher in God's efteem and love than 
 others ? Or was it finfui pride in St. Paul to fay that 
 he laboured more abundantly than all the apoftles ? 
 The deO.gn of all piety is the deure of God's approba- 
 tion and eternal life ; if therefore, I ihould try to per- 
 fuade you, that all the pious actions you=are capable of, 
 will make you* no nearer to God, nor nearer to heaven, 
 I mould undermine all your religion, and be an enemy 
 to your fouls : For your life, your eternal life, your all 
 depends upon your running, ftriving, fighting, and 
 getting the victory over your lulls, and acquiring bet- 
 ter habits than moft other men do. Believe it, my 
 brethren, for it is no difputable point, but the plain word of 
 God, that as you act from day to day , fo God will 
 love you, or be angry with you, and fo you will fare, 
 and be happy or miferable in the next world, Wkat- 
 foever you now fow, that muft you reap ; and if yt>u 
 now fow bountifully, in the next world you will alfo 
 reap bountifully. What your hand finds to do, do it 
 with all your might ; {pare no pains, but abound in the 
 work of the Lord. For the more you conquer fin, 
 and excel in virtue and good deeds, fo much the richer 
 will you be, fo much the dearer to God, fo much the 
 more honor and joys you will have to eternity. Now, 
 now is the time, as St. Paul fays, to lay up for ourfelves 
 a good foundation, or, as it might be translated, a good 
 fund, againil the time to come. 
 
 Illdly, and laftly„ I intend to (hew in what rank or 
 eileem we are to place our own good qualities and ac- 
 
( 8 ) 
 
 lions : how far we may depend on them, rejoice in 
 thern, or account ourfelves the better fer them, than 
 other men ; that is, fuch as negle£fc the paths of virtue. 
 In the firft. place, it is iinful pride to conceit that we 
 are eminent faints and defpife others, when our righ- 
 teoufnefs is partial and inadequate to the conditions in 
 the gofpel. This pharifee enumerates his pious deeds 
 and good properties ; by which we may fee that he 
 avo vied grofs wlckednefs, paid tithes and failed twice 
 in the week : — All which a man might do, and yet 
 remain very wicked, and have no charity, or 
 love to God and man. The fame would now be my 
 cafe, if becaufe I pray fteadiiy twice a day in my fa- 
 mily, keep the Lord's d^y fcrictly, and pay my debts 
 punctually, I fhould thereupon accounfmyfelf a very 
 honeft man, and defpife loofe people ; tho' at the fame 
 time, I am very felliih and uncharitable, love the world 
 dearly, and prefer my own temporal intereft and ho- 
 nour to all other coafiderations. Before a man can 
 rightly account himfelf a good man, he muft fincertly 
 practice his whole duty, and have all chriftian virtues. 
 He muft love God, and his fellow-creatures, and. when 
 is refpetl: to all God's commands, it is not a 
 criminal pride for him to know it, and thank God that 
 he has made him better than millions of other men are. 
 It was not pride in St. John, when he faid we know 
 that we are of God; and the whole world lieth in wick- 
 ednefs. It is alfo a criminal pride, to think that we 
 are fo righteous as to need no for^ivenefs thro' the mer- 
 cy of God, and the blood of jefus Chrift. All the 
 righteoumefs of the moft perfect man, would avail no 
 more to his jn-ftification before God, without ChritVs 
 atonement, than if he had been the greatefl finner ; 
 becaufe the bed human righteoufnefs cannot quadrate 
 with the law of perfection. It is moreover a finful er- 
 ror to imagine our righteouineis muit come i;> to make 
 
( 9 ) 
 
 up any deficiencies in Chrift's righteoufnefs ; for his 
 atonement is in itfelf perfect and compleat, and needs 
 nothing to be added to it. And, laftly, it is a finful 
 error to think that our goodnefs is merely of ourfelves, 
 and performed by our own ftrength : for it is the fruit 
 of the holy fpirit. Chrifl's righteoufnefs and ours are 
 not to be joined to make one compleat righteoufnefs, 
 but ours is the way to enjoy the fruits of his. But 
 then it is our duty to take comfort and rejoice in our 
 own holinefs, becaufe it is the perfection of our fouls, 
 lays in us the foundation of eternal happinefs, 
 makes us like God, renders us pleafmg and delightful 
 to our maker, and a foy to the holy angels, as it is the 
 feal of the holy fpirit in our hearts, and an earneft of 
 eternal life ; as it is the condition of our falvation, and 
 a oeceffary qualification for heaven, without which no 
 man can fee God. Thefe are fome of the excellencies 
 of our perfonaf righteoufnefs, and who but an infidel 
 dare fay, that it is of no val.ie, but mult be renounced 
 as dung ? If God and angels rejoice at our repentance, 
 can it be fin for us to rejoice too i or muft we fcsllenly 
 fay, that we are really? and in the fight cf Q&fc-no 
 better after than before our repentance ? All our good 
 perfonal qualities, fuch a$ love, meeknefo, patfenee, 
 purity and humility, are the fruits of the holy spirit, 
 and accompany falvation ; they are God's feal and 
 mark which he fets upon us, (hewing that we are his. 
 Is it then pride ro thi ik that now you have Chrifl's 
 mark and feal upon you, that you are a happier and 
 more excellent people than they who have on them the 
 mark of the devil ? How mail we know who will be 
 faved and who damn'd, or whether we are going to 
 heaven or hell, but by our perfonal righteoufnefs or 
 unfighteoufnefs ? What elie makes the difference 
 
 ; men ? St. John was clearly of this mind ; 
 
 o-in are the children of God manifeft, and tha 
 
( 1° ) 
 
 children of the devil ; whomever doth not righteouf-; 
 refs is not of God, neither he that loveth not hisbro- 
 " He that doeth righteous is righteous." But 
 if there be no difference betwixt the mod pious deeds 
 in reality, and m God's efteem, and the moft wicked ; 
 then is there no difference betwixt virtue and vice, ho- 
 and wickednefs ; and then finally there will be no 
 :nce between heaven and hell. For it is a certain 
 i, that a juft judge as God is, will, in judging, 
 no difference between men where he finds none. 
 If all men are in reality alike, then all mull certainly 
 go to one and the fame place. But here lies the dif- 
 ference : heaven is a (late of b.olinefs and happinefs, 
 and the end cf all religion is to fit us for that glorious 
 ftate ; or to teach us while we are in this world, how 
 to ac 1 to be qualified for 
 
 that eternal happinefs ; to fix and fettle in our fouls all 
 the h tues and divine habits, *as to love and 
 
 adore is, to refign to 
 
 !y with God, to be kind, 
 in ft, pure, and meek. Now all who in the 
 tisflMkthis life, have faithfully learned this leflbn of 
 d thefe divine arts, when they die, 
 inly go to heaven, to live and reign in 
 ungdom, which Chrift has purchafed with his 
 own moil precious blood. On the other hand, all who 
 mifpend the time of this life, and do not here in this 
 , learn the arb'to live in heaven by devotion, hu- 
 mii;ty, and mortification, and felf government, and 
 fo are oeftitute of the divine nature or heavenly tem- 
 per, when they die, being unprepared for heaven, they 
 will be eternally lhut out of it, and being of a fenfual 
 and diabolical difpofition, are forced to confort.everlaft- 
 ingly with miferable ghqfts of their own description. 
 
 Now this being the cafe, and the church being the 
 Klvjol which Chnft has opened here on earth, in order 
 
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 to train up fouls for the eternal preferments, glorious 
 honours, and blifsful enjoyments of heaven, if ycu 
 now diligently learn the leftbns which Chrift here teach- 
 es, if you daily make progrefs in the love of God, &c» 
 you may certainly depend upon it, that if you prove 
 faithful till death, he will give you the crown of life. 
 And this is not trufting to your works as tho' they 
 of themfelves could do any thing, but it is a trufting 
 to the bible ; trufting to God's promife and oath ; 
 and whoever prefumes to deny this, has no faith, for 
 that faving faith is to believe God is a rewarder, 
 &c. This being a plain cafe, you may eafily fee in 
 what light you are to look upon your own righteouf- 
 nefs, when tftro' grace you mortify all lulls, and get 
 the victory over all temptations, and find the love of 
 God predominant in your hearts ; when you find you 
 have laid up your treafure in heaven, and ftick at no 
 pains to fecure the prize of your high calling in Chrift 
 Jefus ; you ihould then rejoice in the grace beftowed 
 on you, and count yourfelves infinitely more happy, 
 than the moil fortunate general this world ever 
 faw. Thus did St. Paul : Our rejoicing is this, even 
 the teftimony of our conferences. You fee his own 
 iincerity, and conscientious conduft, was matter of 
 great confolation to him. " If a man thinketh him- 
 felf to be fomething, when he is nothing, he deceiveth 
 himfelf." " But let every man prove his own work, 
 and then mall he have rejoicing in himfelf alone." 
 Tho' they who magnify tuemfelves beyond their real 
 worth, run into a hurtful error, yet when a man upon 
 a thorough examination, finds his conduct right, he 
 may then rejoice, and have great confolation in the re- 
 trofpecT: of his paft life. Kow did this great spoftle 
 rejoice, and triumph at the approach of death, upon 
 the account of his paft Cervices, which he had rendered 
 to Chrift, yet was he no more perfectly righteous f l^* 
 
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 you or I ? — I am ready to be offered up, and the time 
 of my departure is at hand, I have fought a ■ 
 fight, I have finiihed my courfe, I have kept the faith : 
 Henceforth, th -re is hid up for me a crown of righ- 
 teoufnefs, which the Lord, the righteous judge, fhall 
 give me at that day : and not to me only, but unto 
 all them alfo that love his appearing. 
 
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Philadelphia 
 
 A. E. WILGOOS 
 
 Treas. and Gen'l Mgr. Karl 
 
 Schlatter Dye Works 
 
 Philadelphia 
 
 ROSWELL DAVIS 
 
 President First National Bank 
 
 of Freepdrt, N. Y. 
 
 CHARLES A. PARTRIDGE 
 
 Sec'y and Treas. Belmont Mfg. 
 
 Co. (Silk Knitted Scarfs) 
 
 Philadelphia 
 
 HENRY S. EVANS 
 
 Manager International Time 
 
 Recording Co. 
 
 Philadelphia 
 
 ALEX. VAN STRAATEN 
 
 Van Straaten & Havey (Silk 
 
 Mfgrs.) 
 
 Philadelphia 
 
 JOHN E. FITE, Jr. 
 
 Secretary and Gen'l Mgr. 
 
 Colonial Mfg. Company 
 
 (Mfgr. Shirtings) 
 
 Philadelphia 
 
 The manufacture of artificial silk is a secret process, 
 and there are only a few concerns in the whole world that can 
 make it. In America there is just onej and this concern makes 
 it from wood pulp. 
 
 The demand for artificial silk is many times greater 
 than the supply and steadily increasing, just as the demand for 
 worm silk is also increasing faster than the possible supply. 
 
 But American Science has come to the rescue by perfecting 
 a simple, chemical process of converting common cotton lint, or 
 linters, into the most lustrous and durable artificial silk. 
 
 Cotton lint, or linters, is the refuse or by product 
 of the ginneries, available in virtually unlimited quantities 
 at a few cents per pound. Under this new process it is transform- 
 ed into beautiful silk thread at a cost of about 90$ per pound. 
 Its present market value is about $4.40 per pound. 
 
 The members of the Organization Committee, who now invite 
 you to becoms financially interested with them, are the sponsors 
 of this TirnCflfis and of t.hs Cnmnanv which control g it. Tha mrme-tr.