mMBmsMm. mi umw*w&w®& r. H i ay, ' ■ESCE ( R. I ) FROM THE LIBRARY OF REV. LOUIS FITZGERALD BENSON, D. D. BEQUEATHED BY HIM TO THE LIBRARY OF PRINCETON THEOLOGICAL SEMINARY Division t^>£- gfection o 5y I THE PrototDcnce ^election #F HYMNS, SUPPLEMENTARY TO DA. WATTS. EMBRACING VARIOUS SUBJECTS, AND INCLUDING A GREAT VARIETY OF METRES. Particular!/ designed for Christian Worship. PROVIDENCE : PRINTED AND PUBLISHED BY MILLER AITD HUT'CBENS, N*. l f Market Square, (second storj.) 1820. Rhode-Island District, sc. BE it remembered, That on this fifth day of May, A. D i820, and in the forty-fourth year of the Independence of the United Skates of America, Miller and Hutchens, of said District, deposited in this office the title of a book, whereof they claim as proprietors, in the following words, viz: — "The Providence Selection of Hymns, snpplementary to Dr. Watts. Embracing various Subjects, and including a great variety of Metres. Par- ticularly designed for \ hristian Worship." In conformify to an act of Congress of the United States, en- titled, u An act for the encouragement of learning, by secur- ing the copies of maps, charts and books, to the authors and pro- prietors of such copies, during the time therein mentioned." And also to an act, entitled u An act for the encouragement of learn- ing, by securing the copies, of maps, charts, and books to th« authors and proprietors, of such copies during the time therein mentioned, and extending the benefit thereof to the art of design- ing, engraving and etching historical and other prints." WUnea, BENJAMIN COWELL, j JJJ^; J PREFACE While it very generally is admitted that Dr* Watts's Psalms and Hymns, possess a variety and excellency transcending any other single author, it at the same time is as generally felt, and acknowledged, that tin are many deeply interesting subjects, u. highly important occasions, to which he h not adapted any Hymns, whatsoever. This deficiency, it is true, is amply supplied by sundry approved authors in divine poesy, whose names it is not needful here to men- tion. But still a judicious selection, com- prising a due portion of the best productions contained in the books of these approved authors, is highly requisite, because all these Hymn Books would be both too expensive and too burdensome. This selection, while recommended for extensive variety, for de- votional correct sentiment, and, in many in- stances, for truly sublime poetic versifica- tion, yet is in no wise designed to super- sede, but only as supplementary to Watte' Psalms and Hymns, PROVIDENCE SELECTION OF HYMNS. Hymn 1. L. M. Gospel Jirst Preached at Jerusalem. Luke xxiv, 47. " Proclaim my gospel," saith the Lord, " Ye preachers of my sacred word : 11 Let ev'ry nation hear the theme, " Beginning at Jerusalem. 11 Go, let the chief of sinners know, u That 1 have blessings to bestow; " Proclaim salvation in my name, u Beginning at Jerusalem. " Where I was treated with disdain, " Where I was crucify'd and slain ; " There shall my gospel gain esteem, " Beginning at Jerusalem. * 11 My pard'ning love proclaim abroad, 11 And show the virtue of my blood ; 11 'Till time shall end, proclaim my grace ;t To ev'ry land, in ev'ry place. " In yonder world, behold the tram " Of sinners sav'd from endless pain ; " Ascribing glory to the Lamb, 11 Within the new Jerusalem." $ HYMN 2 3. Hymn 2. C. M. Zion's Increase, or the Conversion of Jews and Gentiles. Ps. ii. 8. 1 Father, is not thy promise pledg'd To thine exalted Son, That thFough the nations of the earth, Thy word of life shall run ? 2 u Ask, and I give the heathen lands, " For thine inheritance ; u And to the worUPs remotest shores, " Thine empire shall advance." $ Hast thou not said the blinded JewB Shall their Redeemer own ; While Gentiles to his standard crowd, And bow before, his throne ? [4 Are not all kingdoms, tribes and tongues, Under th' expanse of heaven, To the dominion of thy Son, Without exception given ? 5 From east to west, from north to south, Then be his name ador'd ! Europe, with all thy millions, shout Hosannas to thy Lord i 8 Asia and Africa resound, From shore to shore his fame ; And thou, America, in songs, Redeeming love proclaim !] Hymn 3. L. M The Gospel Jubilee. i Loud let the tuneful trumpet sound, And spread the joyful tidings round -, Let every soul with transport hear, And hail the Lord's accepted year. HYMN 4. 2 Ye debtors, whom he gives to know, That you ten thousand talents owe, When humbled at his feet you fall, Your gracious Lord forgives them all. 3 Slaves, who have borne the heavy chain. Of sin and hell's tyrannic reign, To liberty assert your claim, And plead the great Redeemer's name. 4 The rich inheritance of heaven, Your joy, your crown is freely giv'n, Fair Salem your arrival waits, With golden streets and pearly gates. 5 O happy souls, who know the sound ! God's light shall all their steps surround; And shew that jubilee begun, Which through eternal years shall run. Hymn 4. 8 lines, Vs. [Tune, Benefit Street.] Why will ye die, O house of Israel? Ezek. 18— 31. 1 Sinners, turn, why will ye die ? God, your maker, asks you why 5 God, who did your being give, Made you with himself to live-: He the fatal cause demands, Asks the work of his own hands : Why, ye thankless creatures, why, Will ye cross his love and die ? 2 Sinners, turn, why will ye die ? God, your Saviour asks you why ; God, who did your souls retrieve. Died himself that you might live: Will you let him die in vain? Crucify your Lord again ? Why, ye ransom'd sinners, why, Will ye slight his grace and di« ? HTMN 5. 3 Sinners, turn, why will ye die i God. the Spirit, asks you why 5 He, who all your lives hath strove, VVoo'd you to embrace his love ; Will you not the grace receive ? Will you still refuse to live ! Why, ye long-sought sinners, why, Will you grieve your God, and d;< 4 Dead, already dead within, Spiritually dead in sin ; Dead to God, \;hile here you breathe Pant you after second death ! Will you still in sin remain, Greedy of eternal pain ? O, ye dying sinners, why, Why will you forever die? Hymn 5. L. M. Gosptl Featt. 1 Come, sinners, to the gospel-feast ; Let every soul be Jesus' guest ; Ye need not one be left behind ; For God hath bidden all mankind. 2 Sent by my Lord, on you I call ; The invitation is to all ; Come all the world ! come, sinner, thou ! All things in Christ are ready now. 8 Come all ye souls by sin oppress'd, Ye restless wand'rers after rest ; Ye poor, and maira'd, and halt, and blind, In Christ a hearty welcome find, 4 My message as from God receive ; Ye all may come to Christ and live ; O let his love your hearts constrain. Nor suffer him to die in vain ! HYMN 6; His lov© is mighty to compel : His conquering love consent to feel f Yield to his love's resistless power, And fight against your God no more* See him set forth before your eyes, That precious bleediig sacrifice ! His offer'd benefits embrace, And freely now be sav'd by grace t This is the time ; no more delay I This is the acceptable day ; Come in this moment, at his call, And live for him who died for all ! Hymn 6. L. M. Gospel Feast* Sinners, obey the gospel word, Haste to the supper of the Lord ; Be wise to know your gracious day ; All things are ready, come away. Ready the Father is to own, And kiss his late-returning Son ; Ready your loving Saviour stands, And spreads for you his bleeding hands. Ready the spirit of his love, Stands now the stony to remove ; T' apply and witness with the blood, And wash and seal the sons of God. Ready for you the angels wait, To triumph in your blest estate : Tuning their harps, they long to praise The wonders of redeeming grace. The Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. Are ready with their shining host : All heaven is read) to resound, 11 The dead's alive, the lost is found I" 10 HYMN 7—8. >> Come, then, ye sinners, to your L In Christ to paradise restor'd ; His proffered benefits embrnce, The plentitude of gospel grace. Hymn ?7 " C. ftl. The Gospel Feast. 1 Ye wretched, hungry, starving poor, Behold a royal feast! Where mercy spreads her bounteous stort For every humble guest. 2 See Jesus stands with open arms, He calls, he bids you come : Guilt holds you back, and feac ah: But see, there yet is room ! 3 In Jesus' condescending heart Both love and pity meet ; Nor will he bid the soul depart, That trembles at his feet. \ Come then and with his people tasM The blessings of his love ; While hope attends the sweet repast Of nobler joys above. 5 There with united heart and voice, Before th' eternal throne ; Ten thousand thousand souls rejoice In ecstacies unknown. G And yet ten thousand thousand more Are welcome still to come ; Ye longing souls the grace adore. Approach, there yet is room. Hymn 8. 7V. The Excellency of Public Worship. \ Lord of Hosts, how lovely fair, Here on earth thy temples are ! HYMN 9. 21 Here thy waiting people see, Much of heav'n, and much of thee. 2 From thy gracious presence flows Bliss, that softens all our woes, While thy Spirit's holy fire Warms cur hearts with pure desire. ~S Here we supplicate thy throne, Here thou mak'st thy glories known : Here we learn thy righteous ways, Taste thy love, and sing thy praise. 4 Thus with festive songs of joy, We our happy lives employ $ Love, and long to love thee more. Till from earth to heaven we soar. Hymn 9. L. M. Weary Souls Invited to Rest. i Come, weary souls, with sin distressed. Come and accept the promised rest ; The Saviour's gracious call obey, And cast your gloomy fears away. 2 Oppress'd with guilt, a painful load, O come, and spread your woes to God : Divine compassion, mighty love, Will all the painful load remove. 3 Here mercy's boundless ocean flows, To cleanse your guilt, and heal your woes; Pardon and life and endless peace, How rich the gift, how free the grace ! 4 Lord, we accept with thankful heart, The hope thy gracious words impart : We come with trembling, yet rejoice, And bless the kind inviting voice. 5 Great Saviour, let thy powerful love Confirm our faith, our fears remove ; 12 HYMN 10—11. May that sweet influence in each breasu Prepare us for thy heavenly rest. Hymn 10. L. M. Christ the Wisdom of God. 1 Happy the man who finds the grace, The blessing of God's chosen race, The wisdom coming from above, The faith that sweetly works by love. 2 Happy beyond description he, Who knows, " The Saviour died for me," The gift unspeakable obtains, And heavenly understanding gains. 3 Wisdom divine ! who tells the price Of wisdom's costly merchandize ! Wisdom to silver we prefer, And gold is dross compar'd to her. 4 Her hands are fill'd with length of days, True riches and immortal praise, Riches of Christ on all bestow'd, ,And honour that descends from God. 5 To purest joys she all invites, Chaste, holy, spiritual delights : Her ways are ways of pleasantness, And all her flowery paths are peace. 6 Happy the man who wisdom gains. Thrice happv — who his guest retains ; He owns and shall forever own, Wisdom, and Christ, and heav'n are one. Hymn 11. C. M. Universal Praise. PART I. 1 Praise ye the Lord, y' immortal choir. That fill* the realms above ; HYMN 11. R Praise him who forra'd you of his fire, And feeds you with his love. 2 Shine to his praise ye chrystal skies, The floor of his abode ; Or veil in shades your thousand eyes. Before your brighter God. 3 Thou restless globe of golden light. Whose beams create our days, Join with the silver green of night. To own your borrowed rays. 4 Winds, ye shall bear his name aloud. Through the ethereal blue ; For when his chariot is a cloud, He makes his wheels of you. 5 Thunder and hail, and fires and storms, The troops of his command. Appear in all your dreadful forms, And speak his awful hand. part ir. 6 Shout to the Lord, ye surging seas, In your eternal roar; Let wave to wave resound his praise. And shore reply to shore. 7 While monsters sporting on the flood, In scaly silver shine, Speak terribly their maker, God, And lash the foaming brine. 3 But gentler things shall tune his name To softer notes than these ; Young zephyrs breathing o'er the stream, Or whisp'ring through the trees. 9 Wave your tall heads ye lofty pines, To him that bids you grow ; Sweet clusters bend the fruitful vines On ev'ry thankful bough. 2 14 HYMN 12. 10 Let the shrill birds his honors raise, And climb the morning sky ; While grov'ling beasts attempt his praise In hoarser harmony. 1 1 Thus while the meaner creatures sing. Ye mortals take the sound ; Echo the glories of your king Through all the nations round. Hymn 12. C. M. Praise to the Creator. 1 Hail, Father whose creating call. Unnumbered worlds attend, Jehovah, comprehending all, Whom none can comprehend : 2 In light unsearchable enthron'd, Which angels dimly see, The fountain of the Godhead own'd, And foremost of the three. 3 From thee, through an eternal now. The Son thine offspring flow'd And everlasting Father thou, As everlasting God. 4 Nor quite display'd to worlds above. Nor quite on earth conceal'd : By wond'rous unexhausted love, To mortal man reveaPd. 5 Supreme and all-sufficient God, When nature shall expire, And worlds created by thy nod, Shall perish by thy fire. Thy name, Jehovah be adorM By creatures without end, Whom none but thy essential Word And Spirit comprehend. HYMN 13 14. 15 Hymn 13. CM. [Tune, Cambridge.] The Attributes of God. 1 Father, how wide thy glory shines ! How bright thy wonders rise ! Known through the earth by thousand signs, By thousands through the skies. 2 Those mighty orbs proclaim thy pow'r, Those motions speak thy skill ; And on the wings of e.very hour We read thy patience still. 3 But when we view thy great design, To save rebellious worms, "Where vengeance and compassion join, Tn their divinest forms ; 4 Here the whole Deity is known ; Nor dares the creature guess Which of the glories brightest shown, The justice or the grace. 5 Now the full glories of the Lamb Adorn the heav'nly plains ; Bright seraphs learn Imraanuels name. And try their choicest strains. 6 may I bear some humble part In that immortal song ! Wonder and joy shall tune my heart, And love command my tongue. Hymn 14. L. M. Praise to God* * O God, my God, my all thou art, Ere shines the dawn of rising day Thy sovereign light within my hearty Thine all enliv'ning pow'r display e lb HYMN 15. 2 In blessing ihee with grateful songs, My happy life shall glide away ; The praise that to thy name belongs Hourly with lifted hands I'll pay. 3 Abundant sweetness while I sing, Thy love my ravish'd soul o'erflows, Secure in thee, my God my King, Of glory that no period knows. 1 Thy name, O Lord upon my bed Dwells on my lips and fires my thoughts, With trembling awe in midnight shade I muse on all thy hands have wrought. 5 In all I do I feel thine aid, Therefore thy greatness will 1 sing, O God who bidst my heart be glad Beneath the shadow of thy wing. 6 My soul draws nigh and cleaves to thee ; Then let or earth or hell assail, Thy mighty hand shall set me free, For whom thou sav'st he ne'er shall fail. Hymn 15. L. M. Unceasing Praise. i God of my life, through all its days My grateful tongue shall sound thy praise : The song shall wake with dawning light, And warble to the silent night. 2 When anxious care would break my rest. And grief would tear my ihrobing breast ; Thy tuneful praises, rais'd on high, Shall check the murmur and the sigh. 3 When death o'er nature shall prevail, And all the powers of language fail : Joy through my feeble eyes shall break, And mean those thanks 1 cannot speak. HXMN 16. 17 4 But when the final conflict 's o'er, My spirit chain'd to flesh no more, With what glad accents shall I rise To join the music of the skies ! 5 Soon shall I learn th' exalted strains, Which echo through the heavenly plains > And emulate with joy unknown, The glowing seraph's round thy throne, 6 This cheerful tribute will I give, Long as a deathless soul can live ; A work so vast, a theme so high, Demands a whole eternity. Hymn 16. L. M. Praise to God* 1 Eternal pow'r, whose high abode, Becomes the grandeur of a God : Infinite lengths beyond the bpunds Where stars revolve their little rounds* 2 Thee, while the first archangel sings, He hides his face behind his wings, And ranks of shining thrones around Fall worshipping, and spread the ground. 3 Lord, what shall earth and ashes do? We would adore our Maker too : From sin and dust to thee we cry, The Gredt, the Holy, and the High! 4 Earth from afar has heard thy fame, And worms have learnt to lisp thy name \ But O, the glories of thy mind Leave all our soaring thoughts behind. 5 God is in heaven, and men below, Be short our tunes, our words be few ; A sacred rev'rence checks our songs. And praise sits silent on our tongue? IB men 17. Hymn 17. S. M. Humble Praise. 1 Almighty Maker, God, How wond'rous is thy name ! Thy glories how diffus'd abroad, Throughout creation's frame, 2 Nature in every dress Her humble homage pays, And finds a thousand ways t' expresi Thy goodness and thy praise. 3 In native white and red, The rose and lily stand, And free from pride (heir beauties spread, To show thy skilful Jiand. 4 The lark mounts up on high With unambitious song, And bears her Maker's praise on high, Upon her artless tongue. 5 My soul would rise and sing To her Creator too ; Fain would my tongue adore my King And pay the worship due. »3 But pride, that busy sin, Spoils all that I perform -, Curs'd pride that creeps securely in, And swells a wretched worm. 7 Create my soul anew, Or all my worship's vain ; This sinful heart will not be true. Till it be form'd again. 8 In joy then let me spend The remnant of my days ; And to my God my soul ascend, In 6weet perfume of praise. HYMN 18. 19 Hymn 18. 7'g The Christianas Song. 1 Grateful notes and numbers bring, While Jehovah's praise we sing ; Holy, Holy, Holy, Lord, Be thy glorious name ador'd* 2 Men on earth, and saints above, Sing the great Redeemer's love : Lord, thy mercies never fail ; Hail, celestial goodness, hail ! 3 Though unworthy, Lord, thine ear Our humble hallelujah's hear, Purer praise we hope to bring, "When with saints we stand and siag. 4 Lead us to that blissful state, Where thou reign'st supremely great' Look with pity from thy throne, Send the Holy Spirit down. 5 While on earth ordain'd to stay, Guide our footsteps in thy way ; Till we come to reign with thee, And thy glorious greatness -see, 6 Then with angels we'll again Wake a louder, louder strain ; There in joyful songs of praise. We'll our grateful voices raise. 7 There no tongue shall silent be, There all shall join sweet harmony, That thro' heav'ns all spacious round ; Thy praise, O God, may ever sound. Lord thy mercies never fail, Hail, celestial goodness, hail* 30 hvmx 19. Hymn 19. 7's. Praise to the Redeemer. Coif*, and let us sweetly join, Christ to praise in hymns divine, Give we all with one accord, Glory to our common Lord ; 9 Hands and hearts and voices raise, Sing as in the ancient days, Antedate the joys above, Celebrate redeeming love. 1 Strive we, in affection, strive, Let the purer flame revive, Such as in the Martyrs glow'd, Dying champions for their God. 4 We like them may live and love, CalPd we are their joys to prove ; Sav'd with them from future wrath; Partners of like precious faith. 6 Sing we then in Jesus' name. Now as yesterday the same, One in ev'ry age and place Full for all of truth and grace. 6 We, for Christ, our master, stand, Lights in a benighted land : We our dying Lord confess ; We are Jesus's witnesses. 7 Witnesses that Christ hath dy'd, We with him are crucify'd : Christ hath hurst the bands of death, We his quick'ning Spirit breathe. 8 Christ is now gone up on high ; (Thither all our wishes fly :) Sits at God's right hand above ; There with him we reign in love. HYMN 20—21. 21 Hymn 20. L. M. Not Ashamed of Christ, 1 Jesus ! and shall it ever be ! A mortal man asham'd of thee ! Asham'd of thee ! whom angels praise, Whose glories shine through endless days. 2 Ashamed of Jesus ! sooner far, Let ev'ning blush to own a star ; He sheds the beams of light divine, O'er this benighted soul of mine. 3 Asham'd of Jesus? just as soon Let midnight be asham'd of noon ; 'Tis midnight with my soul, till he. Bright Morning-star, bid darkness flee. 4 Asham'd of Jesus ! that dear friend, On whom my hopes of heav'n depend ! No; when I blush — be this my shame, That I no more revere his name. 5 Asham'd of Jesus ! yes, I may, When I've no guilt to wash away ; No tear to wipe — no good to crave- No fears to quell — no soul to save ! 6 Till then, nor is my boasting vain, Till then, 1 boast a Saviour slain ! And O, may this my glory be, That Christ is not asham'd of me ! 7 His institutions would 1 prize ; Take up ray cross — the shame despise ; Dare to defend his noble cause, And yield obedience to his laws. Hymn 21. S. M. Redeeming Love* 1 . Th' extent of Jesus' love, What heart can comprehend; 22 HYMN 22. A breadth whoso distance none can prove^ A length without an end! 2 The first born seraphs try The mystVy to explore ; They cannot find it out, for why? The curse they never bore. 3 The grace unsearchable, Transcending human thought ! Who, in the earth or heav'n can tell, Or find the wonder out. 4 All the angelic choir Unite to give him praise; And saints redeeming love admire. And loud hosannas raise. 5 To Christ we lift our voice, Who have redemption found 5 And in his name alone rejoice, Whence all our joys abound. 6 This cires the burden'd mind; This calms the troubled heart 5 This manifests the Saviour kind, And bids our fears depart ! Hymn 22. C. M. Highway to Zion. Isaiah xxxv. 8 — TO 1 Sing ye redeemed of the Lord, Your great deliverer sing : Pilgrims, for Zion's city bound, Be joyful in your King. 2 See the fair way his hand has rais'd. How holy, and how plain ! Nor shall the simplest traveler err, Nor ask the track in vain. 3 Nor ravening lion shall destroy, Nor lurking serpent wound ; HYMN 23. 23 Pleasure and safety, peace and praise r Through all the path are found. 4 A hand divine shall lead you on, Through all the blissful road; Till to the sacred mount you rise And see your smiling God ! 5 These garlands of immortal joy, Shall bloom on ev'rj head ; While sorrow, sighing, and distress, Like shadows all are fled. o March on in your Redeemer's strength ; Pursue his footsteps still ; And let the prospect cheer your eye, While labouring up the hill. Hymn 23. C. M. Redemption. 1 Behold the Saviour of mankind Nail'd to the shameful tree ; How vast the love that him inclined To bleed and die for thee ! 2 Hark, how he groans ! while nature shakes. And earth's strong piltars bend! The temple's veil in sunder breaks, The solid marbles rend. 3 'Tis done ! the precious ransom's paid, " Receive my soul !" he cries ; See where he bows his sacred head ! He bows his head and dies. 4 But soon he'll break death's envious chain, And in full glory shine ; t O Lamb of God ! was ever pain, Was ever love, like thine ! 24 HYMN 21—25. Hymn 24. L. If. Easter. Rom. iv. 25. 1 He dies! the friend of tinners dies! Lo. Salem's daughters weep around ! A solemn darkness veils the skies ! A sudden trembling shakes the ground ! 2 Come, saints, and drop a tear or two For him who groan'u beneath your load \ He shed a thousand drops for you, A thousand drops of richer blood ! ) Here's love and grief beyond degree! The Lord of glory dies for men ! But lo ! what sudden joys we see ! Jesus, the dead, revives again ! 4 The rising God forsakes the tomb ! Up to his Father's court he flies; Cherubic legions guard him home, And shout him welcome to the skies! 5 Break off your tears, ye saints, and tell How high our great deliverer reigns ; ibing how he spoil'd the hosts of hell, And led the monster, death, in chains ! 6 Say, " live forever, wond'rous King ! M Born to redeem, and strong to save !" Then ask the monster, " w here's thy sting?" " And where's thy vict'ry, boasting grave !" Hymn 25. 7V Christ's Resurrection. Mat. xxviii. 6, 1 Hark! the herald angels «ing, Christ, the Lord, is ris'n to day! Raise your joys and triumphs high, Let the glorious tidings fly. Hal. 2 Love's redeeming work is done ; Th' battle's fought, the vict'iy won ; HYMN 26. 25 Lo ! the sun's eclipse is o'er; Lo ! he sets in blood no more. 3 Vain the stone, the watch, the seal, Christ has burst the gates of hell ; Death in vain forbids his rise, Christ hath open'd paradise. 4 Lives again our glorious king, " Where, O death, is now thy sting ?" Once he died our souls to save, " Where's thy vict'ry, boasting grave?" 5 What, though once we perish'd all, Partners of our parents' fall, Second life we shall receive, And in Christ forever live. 6 [' Hail, thou dear Almighty Lord, fc Hail, thou great incarnate word; 1 Hail, thou suff'ring Son of God, 1 Take the trophies of thy blood.'] Hal. Hymn 26. 7's. [Tune, Hampton — Vil. Harmony.] ChrisVs Resurrection and Ascension. iMat. xxviii. 2. 1 Angela roll the stone away, Death, yield up thy mighty prey : See, the Saviour quits the tomb, Glowing with immortal bloom. Hal. 2 Shout ye seraphs; Gabriel, raise Fame's eternal trump of praise ; Let the earth's remotest bound Echo to the blissful sound. 3 N jw, ye saints, lift up your eyes, See the conqu'ror mount the skies ; Troops of angels on the roan, Hail, and sing th' incarnate God. 4 Heaven unfolds her portals wide, Glorious hero, through them ride ; 3 2b HYMN 27. King of glory, mount thy throne Boundless empire is thine own. 5 Praise him, ye celestial choirs, Praise, and sweep your golden lyres ; Praise him in the noblest songs, From ten thousand, thousand tongues. Ev'ry note to rapture swell : Sing the pow'rs of death and hell : Dragged in chains behind his wheels. Each the wreck eternal feels. 7 Let Immanuel be ador'd, Ransom, mediator, Lord ; To creation's utmost bound, Let th> immortal praise resound. Hal. Hymn 27. L. M. [Tune, Cheshunt — Lock Hos.] Christ's Ascension. Psalm xxiv. 7 — 10. 1 Our Lord is risen from the dead ; Our Jesus is gone up on high ; The pow'rs of hell are captive led, Dragg'd to the portals of the sky. 2 There his triumphal chariot waits, And angels chant the solemn lay : " Lift up your heads, ye heav'nly gates, " Ye everlasting doors give way !" 3 Loose all your bars of massy light, And wide unfold the radiant scene ; He claims those man-ions as his right, Receive the king of glory in. \ " Who is the king of glory, who ?" The Lord, that all his foes oVrcame; The world, sin, death, and hell overthrew. And Jesus is the conqu'rors name. 5 Lo ! his triumphal chariot waits, And angels chant the solemn lay ; HYMN 28. 27 " Lift up your heads, ye heavenly gates, u Ye everlasting doors give way P? " Who is the king of glory, who ?" The Lord of boundless pow'r possest, The king of saints, and angels too, God over all, forever blest ! Hymn 28. C. M. double. Rejoicing in Hope of Future Glory, 1 And let this feeble body fail, And let it faint or die ; My soul shall quit the mournful vale, And soar to worlds on high : Shall join the disembody'd saints, And find its long-sought rest ; That only bliss for which it pants In the Redeemer's breast. 2 In hope of that immortal crown, I now the cross sustain ; And gladly wander up and down 5 And smile at toil and pain : I suffer on my three -score years, Till my deliv'rer come; And wipe away his servant's tears. And take his exile home. 3 O, what hath Jesus bought for me ! Before my ravishM eyes, Rivers of life divine I see, And trees of paradise ! I see a world of spirits bright, Who taste the pleasures there ! They all are rob'd in spotless white. And conquering palms they bear. I O, what are all my sufferings here, If, Lord, thou count me meet, With that enraptur'd host t' appear, And worship at thy feet ! % ^y mnoi 29. Give joy or grief, give ease or pa; Take life or friends away : But let me find them all again In that eternal day. Hymn 29. S. M. double. [Ti/ne, Unity.] Christian Soldier. 1 Hark ! how the watchmen cry : Attend the trumpet's sound ; Stand to your arms, the foe is nigh ! The pow'rs of hell surround : Who bow to Christ's command. Your arms and hearts prepare : The day of battle is at hand! Go forth to glorious war! 2 See on the mountain top, The standaid of our God! In Jesus' name 1 lift it up, All stain'd with hallow'd blood. His standard bearer, I To all the nations call : Let all to Jesus' cross draw nigh ; He bore the cross for all. 3 Go up with Christ your Head, Your Captain's footsteps see ; Follow your Captain, and be led To certain victory : All pow'r to him is giv'n : He ever reigns the same : Salvation, happiness, and he&v'n, Are all in Jesus' name. 4 Only have faiih in God ; In faith your foes assail : Not wrestling against Ae&h and blood, Cut all the pow'rs of hell : HXMN 30. 29 From thrones of glory driven, By flaming vengeance hurl'd, They throng the air and darken heav'n, And rule the lower world. Hymn 30. S. M. double. Christian Soldier. Soldiers of Christ, arise, And put your armour on, Strong in the strength which GocJ supplies, Through his eternal Son : Strong in the Lord of hosts, And in his mighty pow'r, Who in the strength of Jesus trusts. Is more than conqueror. Stand then against your foes In close and firm array ; Legions of wily fiends oppose Throughout the evil day : But meet the sons of night, But mock their vain design, Arm'd in the arms of heav'nly light, Of righteousness divine. Leave no unguarded place, No weakness of the soul, Take ev'ry virtue, evVy grace, And fortify the whole : Indissolubly join'd, To battle all proceed ; But arm yourseives with all the mind That was in Christ your head. Let truth the girdle be, That binds your armour on, In faithful, firm sincerity, To Jesus cleave alone. 3* 30 HYMN 31. Let faith and love combine To guard your valiant breast ; The plate be righteousness divine, Imputed and imprest. 5 Still let your feet be shod, Ready his will to do ; Ready in all the ways of God His glory to pursue. Ruin is spread beneath, The gospel grace put on, And safe through all the snares of death, To life eternal run. Hymn 31. L. M. The Christian Soldier. 1 0, make me, Lord, what I should be, To boldly face the enemy ; That when alarm'd to call the Lord, And pass the word to all the guard. 2 Grant me the weapons of thy word, The spirit's powerful two-edg'd sword, To slay my foes where'er they be, And own the vict'ry won by thee. 3 Thou art my Lord, keep me, I pray, That I may run the heav'nly way ; Nor from my duty e'er depart, But live to Christ with all my heart* 4 Help me to walk in humbleness, March in the way of holiness; O make me pure and spotless too, And fit to stand the grand review. 5 That when our General shall come, With sound of trumpet, not of drum, 'Tis then our well dress'd ranks shall stand. In full review at God's right hand* HYMN 32. 31 6 And when our foes shall get the rout, And Jesus wheels them left about ; Then we'll march up the heav'nly street, And ground our arms at Jesus' feet* 7 The war is o'er, and we are free To join the blood washM company ; Our wages shall be harps of gold, And joys of heav'n which can't be told. 8 There we shall drink full draughts of wine, The band of music we shall join ; And hallelujah's highest key, Shall be our theme eternally. Hymn 32. C. M. Holy Fortitude* i Aula soldier of the cross ? A foll'wer of the Lamb ? And shall I fear to own his cause, Or blush to speak his name ? 2 Must 1 be carry'd to the skies, On flow'ry beds of ease ? Whilst others fought to win the prize. And sail'd through bloody seas ? 3 Are there no foes for me to face ? Must I not stem the flood ? Is this vile world a friend to grace, To keep me on to God ? 4 Sure I must fight if I would reign, Increase my courage Lord; I'll bear the toil, endure the pain, Supported by thy word. b Thy saints, in all this glorious war, Shall conquer, though they die ; They view the triumph from afar, And seize it with their eye. iS hymx 33 — 34. 6 When that illustrious clay shall rise. And all thy armies shine In robes of vicfry through the skies, The glory shall be thine. Hymn 33. C. M. The Christianas FareweL 1 Ye golden lamps of heav'n, farewel, With all your feeble light ; Farewel, thou ever changing moon, Pale empress of the night. 2 And thou refulgent orb of day, In brighter flames array'd ; My soul that springs beyond thy sphere, No more demands thy aid. 3 Ye stars are but the shining dust Of my divine abode ; The pavement of those heavenly courts, Where I shall see my God. i The Father of eternal light Shall there his beams display ; Nor shall one moment's darkness mix With that unvaried day. i No more the drops of piercing grief Shall swell into my eyes ; Nor the meridian sun decline, Amidst those brighter skies. i) There all the millions of his saints Shall in one song unite, And each the bliss of all shall view With infinite delight. Hymn 34. C. M. double. Church Militant and Triumphant* 1 Come, let us join our fiiends above, Who have obtain'd the prize, HYMN 35- 33 And on the eagle wings of love, To joys celestial rise : One army of the living God, To his command we bow ; Part of the host hath cross'd the flood, And part is crossing now. His militant, embodied host. With wishful looks we stand, And long to reach the happy coast To see the heav'nly land. E'en now by faith we join our hands With those who went before, And greet the blood besprinkled bands On the eternal shore. Our old companions in distress We haste again to see ; And eager long for our release And full felicity. Ten thousand to their endless home This solemn moment fly ; And we are to the margin come, And we expect to die. Oar spirits too shall quickly join, Like theirs with glory crown'd, And shout to see our Captain's sign, To hear his trumpet sound ! Oh, that we now might grasp our guide ! Oh, that the word were given ! Come, Lord of hosts, the waves divide ; And land us all in heaven ! Hymn 35. C. M. Watchfulness and Prayer* I Shepherd divine, our wants relieve, In this our evil day ; To all thy tempted followers give The pow'r to watch and pray. 34 hymn 36. 2 Long as our fiery trials last, Long as the cross we bear, O let our souls on thee be cast In never-ceasing pray'r! 3 Th' spirit of interceding grace, Give us in faith to claim ; To wrestle till we see thy face, And know thy hidden name. 4 Till thou thy perfect love impart. Till thou thyself bestow ; Be this the cry of ev'ry heart, 1 will not let thee go. 5 1 will not let thee go, unless Thou tell thy name to me ; With all thy great salvation bless And make me all like thee. 8 Then let me on the mountain top, Behold thy open face ; Where faith in sight is swallowed up. And pray'r in endless praise. Hymn 36. C. M. * Watchfulness and Prayer, 1 I want a principle within, Of jealous godly fear, A sensibility of sin, A pain to feel it near. 2 That I from thee no more may part. No more thy goodness grieve, The filial awe, the fleshly heart, The tender conscience give. 3 Quick as the apple of an eye, O God, my conscience make, Awake my soul, when sin is nigh, And keep it still awake. hymn 37—38. -35 4 If to the right or left I stray, That moment. Lord, reprove, And let me weep my life away, For having griev'd thy love. 5 O ! may the least omission pain My well-instructed soul; And drive me to the blood again, Which makes the wounded whole. Hymn 37. S. M. Watchfulness and Prayer. A charge to keep I have ; A God to glorify ; A never dying soul to save, And fit it for the sky : To serve the present age, My calling to fulfil ; O may it all my pow'rs engage To do my Master's will. Arm me with jealous care, As in thy sight to live ; And O thy servant, Lord, prepare A strict account to give. Help me to watch and pray, And on thyself rely ; Assur'd if I my trust betray, I shall forever die. Hymn 38. C. M. Watchfulness and Prayer. Alas, what hourly dangers rise ! What snares beset my way ! To heav'n then let me lift my eyes. And hourly watch and pray. 36 HYMN 39. 2 How oft my mournful thoughts complain, And melt in flowing tears ! My weak resistance, ah, how vain ! How strong my foes and fears ! 8 O, gracious God, in whom I live, My feeble efforts aid ; Help me to watch, and pray, and strive. Though trembling and afraid. 4 Increase my faith, increase my hope, When foes and fears | revail, And bear my fainting spirit up, Or soon my strength will fail. 5 When strong temptations fright my heart. Or lure my feet aside ; My God thy powerful aid imparl, My guardian and my guide. 6 Still keep me in thy heav'uly way, And bid the tempter tle^ •, And never let me go astray, Fiotn happiness and thee. Hymn 39. C. M. Watchfulness and Prayer* 1 O, for a heart to praise my God, A heart from sin set free ! A heart that always feels thy blood So freelj spilt for me. 2 A heart resign'd, submissive, meek, My great Redeemer's throne; "Where only Christ is heard to speak, Where J-sus reigns alone. 3 O for a lowly contrite heart, Believing, true and dean ! Which neithef life nor death can part From him that dwells within. HYMN 40. 37 4 A heart in ev'ry thought renew'd, And full of love divine ; Perfect, and right, and pure, and good, A copy, Lord, of thine. 5 Thy tender heart is still the same, And melts at human wo : Jesus, for thee, distress'd I am, I want thy love to know. S My heart, thou know'st can never rest, Till thou create my peace, Till of my Eden repossessed ; From ev'ry sin I cease. Hymn 40. C. M. Walking in Darkness, and Trusting in God. 1 Hear, gracious God, my humble moan, To thee I breathe my sighs ; When will the tedious night be gone, And when the dawn arise ? 2 My God ! O could I make the claim, My Father and my Friend ! And call thee mine, by ev'ry namp On which thy saints depend ! 3 By ev'ry name of pow'r and love, 1 would thy grace entreat ; Nor should my humble hope remove, N >r leave thy sacred seat. 4 Yet though my soul in darkness mourns. Thy word is all my stay ; Here will I rest till light returns, Thy presence makes my day. i Speak, Lord, and bid celestial peace Relieve my aching heart; Thy love can make my sorrow cease, And all the gloom depart. 4 36 hymn 41—42. G Then shall ray drooping spirit rise, And bless thy healing rays ; -And change these deep complaining sighs To songs of sacred praise. Hymn 41. C. M. The Contrite Heart. 1 O Thou, whose tender mercy hears Contrition's humble sigh, Whose hand, indulgent, wipes the tears From sorrow's weeping eye. 2 See ! low before thy throne of grace. A wretched wand'rer mourn ; Hast thou not bid me seek thy face? Hast thou not said, return ! •3 And shall my guilty fears prevail, To drive me from thy feet ? O let cot this dear refuge fail, This only safe retreat. 4 Absent from thee, my guide, my light, Without one cheering ray, Through dangers, fears, and gloomy night, How desolate my way ! 5 O shine on this benighted heart, With beams of mercy shine ; And let thy healing voi?e impart A taste of joys divine. S Thy presence only can bestow Delights which never cloy ; Be this my comfort here below. And my eternal joy. Hymn 42. C. M. Penitential Prayer. Mat. iv. 24. John V* 2 — 4. Mat. xx. 30—34. 1 Jesus, since thou art still to-day, A j yesterday tho san, HYMN 43. 9% Present to heal, in me display The virtue of thy name. 2 Since thou delightest still to do Thy needy creatures good, On me, that I thy praise may show, Be all thy wonders show'ct. 3 Lame at the pool I still am seen, Waiting to find relief 5 While many others venture in, And wash away their grief. 4 If thou, my Lord, art passing by, O let me find thee near ; Jesus in mercy hear my cry, " Thou Son of David, Irear." h See, 1 am waiting in thy way, For thee, the heav'nly light ; Command me to be brought, and say 5 11 Sinner, receive thy sight/ 5 Hymn 43. L. M. Importunate Prayer. Matt, vii% 7, &c 1 Our Father, thron'd above the sky, To thee, our empty hands we spread ; Thy children at thy footstool lie, And ask thy blessings on their head. 2 With cheerful hope and filial fear, In that august and precious name, By thee ordain'd, we now draw near, And would the promis'd blessing claim. 3 Does not an earthly parent hear The cravings of his famishM son ? Will he reject the filial prayer, Or mock him with a cake of stone ? 4 Our heavenly Father, how much morte Will thy divine compassion rise ; m HYMN 44. And open thy unbounded store, To satisfy thy children's cries ? o Yes, we will ask, and seek and press For gracious audience to thy seat, Still hoping, waiting for success, In persevering to entreat. Hymn (U—63, And conquests to thy church acquires By eloquence, which heav'n inspires, 6 O happy, who are thus compelPd To the rich feast by Jesus held ! May we this blessing know, and prize 3 lie light which liberty supplies. Hymn 64. L. M. Longing for the Promised Spread of the Gospel. Dan. li. 45. 1 Exert thy pow'r, thy rights maintain, Insulted — everlasting King ! The influence of thy crown increase, And strangers to thy footstool bring. 2 We long; to see that happy time, That dear expected, blessed day ! When countless myriads of our race The second Adam shall obey. 3 The prophecies must be fulfil Pd, Though earth and hell should dare oppose The stone, cut from the mountain'* side, Though unobserv'd, to empire grows. 4 Soon Afric's long enslaved sons. Shall join with Europe's polish'd race. To celebrate, in ditPrent tongues, The glories of redeeming grace. 5 From east to west, from north to south, Emmanuel's kingdom shall extend - 9 And ev'ry man, in ev'ry face, Shall meet a brother and a friend. Hymn 63. C. M. The Christian Warrior Animated* Hark ! 'tis our heav'nly leader's voice. From the bright realms above ! HYMN 66. 57 Amidst the war's tumultuous rage, A voice of power and love. 11 Maintain the fight, my faithful band, Nor fear the mortal blow ; He that in such a warfare dies, Shall speedy vict'ry know. " I have my days of combat known, And in the dust was laid ; But now I sit upon my throne, And glory crowns my head. 11 This throne, this glory shall be yours, My hands the crown shall give ; And you the blest reward shall share, Whilst God himself'shall live." Lord, 'tis enough, our souls are fir'd With courage and with love ; Vain are th' assaults of earth and hell, Our hopes are fix'd above. We'll trace the footsteps thou hast trod, To triumph and renown ; Nor shun the combat and thy cross, May we but wear thy crown. Hymn 66. 8 lines. 7's. Success of the Gospel. 1 See, how great a flame aspires, Kindled by a spark of grace ! Jesus' love the nations fires, Sets the kingdoms in a blaze. T' bring free grace, on earth he came, Kindled in some hearts it is ; O that all might catch the flame, All partake the glorious bliss ! 2 When he first the work begun, Small and feeble was his day : 9B tarMM 67. Now the won] do'.h swiftly run, Now it wins its wid'ning way : More and more it spreads and grows, Ever mighty to p Sin's strong hold ii now oVrthrows. Shakes the tretnh' g of hell, 3 Sons of Go(J your Saviour praise : He the door hath open'd wide : He hath giv'n the word of grace, Jesus' word is glorify'd ! Jesus mighty to redeem, He alone the work hath wrought ; Worthy is the work of him, Him who spake a world from nought. 4 Saw ye not the cloud arise, Little as a human hand ? Now it spreads along the skies, Hangs o'er all the thirsty land y Lo ! the promise for a show'r Drops already from above ; But the Lord will shortly pour All the spirit of his love ! Hymn 67. C. M [Tune, The True Penitent.] Revival vf Religion Seen. i Hark! hear the sound, on earth 'tis found* My soul delights to hear Of dying love that's from above, Of pardon bought most dear. 2 Young converts sing and praise their King And bless God's holy name ; Whilst older saints leave their complaints, And joy to join the theme. 3 Convinced of Ha, men now begin To call upon the Lord, HYM* 68. W Trembling they pray, and mourn the day, In which they scorn'd his word. * God's chariot rolls, and frights the souls Of those who hate the truth ; And saints in pray'r, cry, 4 Lord draw near, Have mercy on the youth.' 3 Pour down a show'r, of thy great pow'r. On ev'ry aching heart ; On all who try, and humbly cry, That they may have a part. Come sinners, all, now hear God's call. And pray with one accord ! Saints, raise your songs, with joyful tongue. To hail th'* approaching Lord. Hymn 63. C. M. [Tuae, "Our Souls in Love."] Church Union. Col. ii. ?. 1 Our souls in love, together knit, Cemented, join'd in one ; One hope, one heart, one mind, one voicc : 'Tis heav'n on earth begun. 2 Our hearts have burn'd, while Jesus spake, And glow'd with sacred fire ; He stoop'd, and talk'd, and fed, and blest. And fill'd th' enlarg'd desire. CHORUS. L. M. u A Saviour !" let creation sing ! "A Saviour!" let all heaven ring! He's God with us, we feel him ours, His fulness in our souls he pours, 'T is almost done, 'tis almost o'er, We're joining them who 're gone before We then shall meet to part no more. ) The little cloud increases still, The heav'ns are big with, rain ; ■! 60 HYMN 69. We haste to catch the teeming shower, And all its fullness share. 4 A rill, a stream, a torrent flows! But pour a mighty flood ; O sweep the nations shake the earth, Till all proclaim thee God. Chorus. U A Saviour!" &c. 5 And when thou mak'st thy jewels up, And set'st thy starry crown ; When all thy sparkling gems shall shine, Proclaim'd by thee ihine own. C May we, a little band of love, Be sinners, sav'd by grace ; From glory unto glwry chang'd, Behold thee face to lace. Chorus. u A Saviour P' &c. Hymn 69. C. M. Mysteries of Providence. John xiii. 7, 1 God moves in a mysterious way, His wonders to perform ; He plants his footsteps in the sea And rides upon the storm. 2 Deep in unfathomable mires Of never-failing skill, He treasures up bis bright designs, And works his sovereign will. 3 Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take ; The clouds ye so much dread Are big with meicy, and shall break In blessings on your head. 4 Judge not the Lord by feeble sense, But trust him for his grace ; Behind a frowning providence He hides a smiling lace. 5 His purposes Will ripen fast, Unfolding cv'ry hour; HYMN 70. 61 The bud may have a bitter taste, But sweet will be the flow'r. 6 Blind unbelief is sure to err, And scan his work in vain ; God is his own interpreter, Aud he will make it plain. Hymn 70. C. M. Servants of God always Safe, 1 How are thy servants bless'd, O Lord, How sure is their defence ! Eternal wisdom is their guide. Their help, Omnipotence. 2 In foreign realms and lands remote, Supported by thy care ; Through burning climes they pass unhur: And breathe in tainted air. 3 When by the dreadful tempest borne High on the broken wave, They know thou art not slow to hear, Nor impotent 'o save. 4 The storm is laid — the winds retire. Obedient to thy will : The sea that roars at thy command. At thy command is still. 5 In midst of dangers, fears, and deaths, Thy goodness we'll adore ; We'll praise thee for thy mercies past. And humbly hope for more. 6 Our life, while thou preserv'st that life, Thy sacrifice shall be ; And death, when death shall be our lot Shall join our soul& to thee. 6 &2 HYMN 71. Hymn 71. S. M. Reliance on Divine Providence. 1 Give to the winds thy fears, Hope, and be undismay'd ; God hears thy sighs, and counts thy teai^ : God shall lift up thy head : Through waves, and clouds, and BtOltBS, He gentl) clears thy way ; Wait thou his time, so shall this night, Soon end in joyous day. 2 Still heavy is thy heart, Still sinks thy spirits down ? Cast off the weight, let fear depart. And ev'ry care begone. What though thou rulest not, Yet heav'n, and earth, and hell Proclaim God sitteth on the throne. And ruleth all things well. 3 Leave to his sovereign sway To choose and to command ; So shall thou, wond'rirg. own his way, How wise, how stiong his hand! Far, far above thy thought His counsel shall appear, When fully he the work hath wrought. That caused thy needless fear. 4 Thou sce'st our weakness, Lord ; Our hearts are known to thee ; O lift thou up the sinking head, Confirm the feeble knee : Let us in life, in death. Thy steadfast truth declare ; And publish with our latest breath. Thy love and guardian care. HYMN 72. 63 Hymn 72. S. M. Reliance on Divine Providence. Commit thou all thy griefs And ways into his hands, To his sure trust and tender care, Who earth and heav'n commands : Who points the clouds their course, Whom wind and seas obey, He shall direct thy wand'ring feet, He shall prepare thy way. Thou on the Lord rely, So safe shalt thou go on ; Fix on his work thy steadfast eye. So shall thy work be done : No profit canst thou gain, By self-consuming care ; To him commend thy cause, his ear Attends the softest pray'r. Thine everlasting truth, Father, thy ceaseless love, Sees all thy children's wants, and knows What best for each will prove : And whatsoe'er thou wilPst Thou do'st, O King of Kings ! What thine unerring wisdom chose, Thy power to being brings. Thou ev'ry where hast sway, And all things serve thy might, Thine ev'ry aci pure blessing is, Thy path unsully'd light. When thou arisest. Lord, What shall thy work withstand? When all thy children want, thou giv'st, Who, who shall stay thy hand ? 64 hymn 73—74. Hymn 73. L M. On Opening a New Place of Worship. Psalm lxxxvii. 5. 1 And will the Lord. Almighty God. On earth establish his abode ? Arjd will he from hi*, radiant throne Avow our temples for his own ? 2 We bring the tribute of our praise, And sing that condescending grace, Which to our notes will lend an ear, And call us, sinful mortals, near. 3 Our Father's watchful care we bless, Which guards our s>nagogues in peace. That no tumultuous foes invade, . To fill our worshippers with dread. 4 These walls we to thy honour raise ; L'.ng may they echo with thy praise: And thou descending fill the place, "With choicest tokens of thy grace. 5 Mere let the great Kedeemer reign, With all the graces of his train ; While power divine his word attends, To conquer foes and cheer his friends. C And in the great decisive day, When God the nations shall survey, M >y it before the world appear, That crowds were born to glory here. Hymn 74. C. M. On Opening a Place for Social Prayer. i O Lord, our languid souls inspire, For here we trust thou art! Send down a coal of heav'nly fire, To warm each waiting heart. HYMN 75, 65 2 Great Shepherd of thy people, hear, Thy pre>ence now display ; As thou hast giv'n a place for prayer, So give us hearts to pray. 3 Show us some token of thy love, Our fainting hope to raise ; And pour thy blessing from above, That we may render praise. 4 Within these walls let holy praise, And love and concord dwell ; Here give the troubled conscience ease, The wounded spirit heal. 5 The feeling heart, the melting eye, The humble mind bestow ; And shine upon us from on high, To make our graces grow. 6 May we in faith receive thy word, In faith present our prayers ; And in the presence of our Lord, Unbosom all our cares. 7 And may the gospel's joyful sound. Enforced by mighty grace, Awaken many sinners round, To come aad fill the place. Hymn 75. L. M. People's Prayer for their Minister. 1 With heav'nly pow'r, O Lord, defend, Him, whom we now to thee commend ; His person bless, his soul secure, And make him to the end endure. 2 Gird him with all-sufficient grace, Direct his feet in paths of peace : Thy truth and faithfulness fulfil, And help him to obey thy will. 6* t>6 hvmn 76, 3 Before him thy protection send, O love him, save him to the end j Nor let him, as thy pilgrim rove Without the convoy of thy love. 4 Enlarge, inflame, and fill his heart; In him thy mighty pow'r exert; That thousands yet unborn may praise The wonders of redeeming grace. Hymn 76. S. M. Minister Going a Journey. i [Since we are call'd to part From our beloved friend, We take our leave as one in heart, And him to God commend.] 2 Go with thy servant. Lord, His evVy step attend ; All needful help to him afford, And bless him to the end, 3 Preserve him from all wrong, Sfcind thou at his right hand ; To keep him from the slanderous tongue, And persecuting band. 4 May he proclaim aloud, The wonders of thy grace ; Ami do thou to the listening crowd His faithful labours bless. 5 Shine on his works below, With ever gracious beams; Till thou in heaven his crown bestow, Adorn'd with brighter gems. 6 We for his journey pray, Nor may our praying cease; That God would bless him in his way, And bring him back in peace. hymn 77 — 78. 67 7 Farewe], dear pastor, go — We part with thee in love ; And if we meet no more below, O may we meet above. Hymn 77. L. M. Prayer for a Sick Minister. John xi. IS, 1 O thou, before whose gracious throne, We bow our suppliant spirit down : Vie* the sad breast, the streaming eye, And let our sorrows pierce the sky. 2 Thou know'st the anxious cares we feel, And all our trembling lips would tell 5 Thou only canst assuage our grief, And yield our wo-fraught heart relief. 3 With povv'r benign, thy servant spare, Nor turn aside thy people's prayer ; Avert thy swift descending stroke, Nor smite the shepherd of the flock. 4 Restore him sinking to the grave; Stretch out thine arm, make haste to save ; Back to our hopes and wishes give, And bid our friend and father live. 5 Bound to each soul by tend'rest ties, In evVy breast his image lies ; Thy pitying aid, O God, impart, Nor rend him from each bleeding heart. 6 Yet if our supplications fail, And pray'rs and tears can nought prevail, Be thou his strength, be thou his stay, And guide him sale to endless day. Hymn 787 C. M. Death of a Minister. 1 His master taken from his head, Ehsha saw him go ; 68 hymn 79. And in desponding accents said, 11 Ah ! what must Israel do V* 2 But he forgot the Lord, who lifts The beggar to the throne ; Nur knew that all Elijah's gifts, Would soon be made his own. 3 What — when a Paul has run his course. Or when A polios dies — Is Israel left without resource ? And have we no supplies ? 4 Yes, while the great Redeemer lives, We have a boundless store ; .And shall be fed with what he gives Who lives for evermore. Hymn 79. C. M. Prayer for Vacant Churches. Numb, xxvii. \5 — 17. 1 Father of spirits, from thy hand, Our souls immortal came ; And still thine energy divine Supports th' etherial flame. 2 To thee, when mortal comforts fail, Thy flock, deserted, flies ; And on th' eternal shepherd's care. Our cheerful hope relies. 3 When o'er thy faithful servants' dust Thy dear assemblies mourn, In speedy tokens of thy grace, O, Israel's God, return. 4 The powVs of nature all are thine. And thine the aids of grace ; Thine arm has borne thy churches up. Through cv'ry rising race. 5 Exert thy sarred influence here, And here thy suppliants bless, HYMN 80. 69 And change to strains of cheerful praise, Their accents of distress. 6 With faithful he;m and skilful hand, May this thy flock be fed ; A. id with a steady growing pace To Zion's mountain led. Hymn 80. L. M. For the Ordination or Settlement of a Minister. Eph. iv. II. 12. 1 Father of mercies, in thy house, Smile on our homage and our vows ; While with a grateful heart we share, These pledges of our Saviour's care. 2 The Saviour, when to heav'n he rose In splendid triumph o'er his foes, Seatter'd his gifts on men below, And wide his royal bounties flow. 3 Hence sprung th' Apostle's honour'd name. Sacred beyond heroic fame ; Hence dictates the prophetic sage, And hence the Evangelic page. 4 In lowlier forms, to bless our eyes, Pastors from hence, and teachers rise ; Who, though with feebler rays they shine. Still gild a long extended line. 5 From Christ their varied gifts derive, And fed by Christ their graces live ; While guarded by his potent hand, 'Midst all the rage of hell they stand* 6 So shall the bright succession run Through the last courses of the sun ; While unborn churches, by their care, Shail rise and flourish large and fair. 7 Jesus, our Lord, their hearts shall know, The spring, whence all these blessings flow ; 70 HYMN 81—82. Pastors and people shout his praise, Through the Jong round of endless days. Hymn 81. C. M. After the Charge. Heb. xiii. 17. 1 Let Zion's watchmen all awake, And take th' alarm they give; Now let them from the mouth of God '1 heir solemn charge receive. 2 'Tis not a cause of small import The pastor's care demands ; But what might fill an angel's heart, And fill'd a Saviour's hands. 3 They watch for souls, for which the Lord Did hnav'nly bliss forego; For souls which must forever live In raptures, or in wo. i May they, that Jesus whom they preach, Their own Redeemer see ; And watch thou daily o'er their souls, That they may watch for thee. Hymn 82. C. M. Praise to God for a Gospel Minister after the Decease of Another. 1 To thy great name, O Prince of Peace, Our grateful songs we raise: Accept, thou Son of Righteousness, .The tribute of our praise. 2 In widow'd state these walls no more Their mourning weeds shall wear; Thy messenger shall joy restore, And ev'ry loss repair. 3 Thy providence our souls admire. With joy its winding trace : HYMN 83. 71 And shout, in one united choir, The triumphs of thy grace. 4 Our happy union, Lord, maintain, Here let thy presence dwell ; And thousands loos'd from satan's chain, Raise from the brink of hell. 5 [Distressed churches pity, Lord, Their dismal breaches close, Their sons unite in sweet accord And troubled minds compose, 6 In all be purity maintained, Peace like a river flow ; And pious zeal, and love unfeign'd, In ev'ry bosom glow.] Hymn 83. CM. A General Hymn of Praise* 1 O God, we praise thee and confess That thou the only Lord And everlasting Father art, By all the earth ador'd. 2 To thee all angels cry aloud, To thee the pow'rs on high, Both cherubim and seraphim, Continually do cry. 3 O holy, holy, holy Lord, Whom heav'nly hosts obey, The world is with the glory fiil'd Of thy majestic sway. 4 Th' apostles' glorious company, And prophets crown'd with light, With all the martyrs' noble hos£ Thy constant praise recite. 5 Thp holy Church throughout the world, O Lord, confesses thee, 72 hymn 84 — 85. That thou eternal Father art, Of boundless majesty, ] Thy honoured, true and only Son, And Holy Ghost, the spring Or never ceasing joy ; O Christ, Oi glor) thou an King. Hymn 84. L. If. The Glory and Safety of the Chv 1 O hapi'y Church, celestial bride, Thy husband will with thee reside, "With matchless glory thou shalt shine In robes of honour all divine. Q Silver and gold her happy dress, Truth, meekness, love and righteousness : Holy without and pure within, Free from the guilt of reigning sin. 3 Her laws and doctrines just and right. Her priests the ministers of light ; Her order from rhe Courts above, And all her service done in love. 4 Htr discipline is from the word, Her head ami ruler is the Lord ; Her sons and daughters all agree, And live in peace and charity. 5 Her journey is the holy way Which leads to everlasting day, And her eternal, sure reward, A crown oi glory with the Lord. Hymn 8. r >. L. M. [Tune, Portugal ] Admission of New Members. 1 Prethrkn and -iMers. well belov'dj To Jtsub and his servant* dear; HYMN 86. Enter, and shew yourselves approv'd; Enter, and find that God is here, 2 Welcome from earth! — Lo, the right hand Of fellowship to you we give ! With open arms and hearts we stand, And you in Jesus' name receive, 3 Say, are your hearts resolv'd as ours ? Then let them burn with sacred love ; Then let them taste the heav'nly powers. Partakers of the joys above. f Jesus attend, thyself reveal ! Are we not here in thy great name ? Thee in the midst, we wait to feel, We wait to catch the spreading flame. Hymn 86. 8's & 7's. Invitation to Open Communion. 1 Come, dear christian friends and brethren. Bound for Canaan's happy land, Come, unite and walk together, Christ the Saviour gives command. 2 We'll not bind a brother's conscience, This to God alone is free, Nor contend for non-essentials, But in Christ united be. 3 Here's the word, the grand criterion, This shall all our doctrine prove ; Christ the centre of our union, And the bond is christian love. 4 Here our hands, our hearts, and spirit. Now in fellowship we give ; Now we'll love, and peace inherit, Show the world how christians live. 5 Now we'll join in sweet communion Round the table of our Lord ; 7 74 hymn 87—88. Lord confirm our christian union ; By thy spirit and thy word. Hymn 87. L. M. Admission of New Members, Welcome, ye well beloved of God, Ye heirs of grace, redeem'd by blood ; Welcome with us your hands to join, As partners of our lot divine. With us the pilgrim's state embrace, We're traveling to a blissful place — The Holy Ghost who shews the way, Will aid us on frqm day to day. Take up your cross and bear it on, It will be light, and not be long ; Soon shall we sit with Jesus down, And each obtain a heav'nly crown. Hymn 88. L. M. Rejoicing in our Covenant Engagements to God, 2 Chron. xv. 15. 1 O happy day, that fix'd my choice On thee my Saviour and my God ! Well may this glowing heart rejoice, And tell its raptures all abroad. 2 O happy bond, that seals my vows To him, who merits all my love ! Let cheerful anthems fill his house, While fb that sacred shrine I move. 3 'Tis done, the great transaction's done ; I am my Lord's and he is mine ; He drew me, and I follow'd on, Charm'd to confess the voice divine. 4 Now rest, my long divided heart, Fix'd on this blissful centre, rest; hymn 89—90. 75 With ashes, who would mourn to part. When call'd on angel's bread to feast ? High heav'n, that heard the solemn vow, That vow renew'd shall daily hear; Till in life's latest hour I bow, And bless in death a bond so dear. Hymn 89. C. M. Claiming Christ's Promise. 1 See, Jesus, thy disciples see ; Thy promised blessing give! Met in thy name, we look to thee, Expecting to receive. 2 Thee we expect, our faithful Lord, Who in thy name are join'd ; We wait according to thy word, Thee in the midst to find. 3 Whom now we seek, O may we meet! Jesus the crucify'd : Shew us thy bleeding hands and feet, Thou who for us hast dy'd. Hymn 90. L. M. Prayer at Parting. 1 Dismiss us with thy blessing, Lord, Help us to feed upon thy word ; All that has been amiss, forgive, And let thy truth within us live. 2 Though we are guilty, thou art good; Wash all our works in Jesus 5 blood : Give evVy fetter'd soul release, And bid us all depart in peace. W HYMN 91—92. Hymn 91. 6 lines. 8, 7. A Parting Blessing. 1 Jesus, grant us all a Messing, Send it down, Lord, from above \ May we all go home a praying, And rejoicing in thy love. Cho. Farewel, brethren, farewel, sisters. Till we all shall meet again. 2 Jesus, pardon all our follies, Since together we have been ; Make us humble, make us holy, Cleanse us all from evVy sin. Cho. Farewel, brethren, &c. 3 May thy blessing, Lord, go with us # To each one's respective home ; And the presence of our Jesus Rest upon us ev'ry one. Cho. Farewel, brethren, &c. Hymn 92. L. M. Christian Privileges and Obligations. 1 Dost thou my worthless name record^ Free of thy holy city, Lord ? Am 1 a sinner, call'd to share The precious privileges there ? 2 Art thou my King, my Father styl'd I And 1 thy servant and thy child ? Whilst many of the human race Are aliens from thy Zion's grace ?, J Lo, wretched millions draw their breatb* In lands of ignorance and death ! But I enjoy my share of time, Within thy gospel's favoured clime. 4 Shall I receive this grace in vain? Shall 1 my great vocation stain ? HYMN 93. 77 Aw a)', ye works in darkness wrought ! Away, each sensual, wanton thought! My soul, I charge thee to excel, In thinking right, and acting well ; Deep let thy searching powers engage, Unbiased in the sacred page. Strong and more strong thy passions rule. Advancing still in virtue's school ; Contending still with noble strife, To imitate thy Saviour's life. Hymn 93. C. M. Christ's Flesh, Meat Indeed, Sacramental. John vi. 53, 56. 1 Here, at thy table, Lord, we meet, To feed on food divine ; Thy body is the bread we eat, Thy precious blood the wine. 2 lie who prepares this rich repast, Himself comes down and dies, And then invites us thus to feast, Upon the sacrifice. 3 Here peace and pardon sweetly flow $ Oh ! what delightful food ! We eat the bread and drink the wine. But think on nobler good. 4 The bitter torments he endur'd. Upon th' accursed tree, For me — each welcome guest may say. 'Twas all procur'd for me. 9 Sure there was never love so free — Blest Saviour — so divine ! Well thou may'st claim that heart of me Which owes so much to thine. 78 htmn 94—95. Hymn 94. L. M. Sacramental. 1 Cor. 11 — 28. 1 'Twas on that dark, that solemn night, When powers of earth and hell arose Against the Son of God's delight, And friends betray'd him to his foes. 2 Before the mournful scene began, He took the bread, and blest, and brake ; What love through all his actions ran ! What wond'rous words of grace he spake ! 3 This is my body broke for sin, Receive, and eat this living food ; Then took the cup, and blessed the wine \ 'Tis the new cov'nant in my blood. 4 Do this, he cried, till time shall end, Meet at my table, and record The memory of your dying friend; The love of your departed Lord, 5 Jesus, thy feast we celebrate, We share thy death, we sing thy name. Till thou return and we shall eat The marriage supper of the Lamb. Hymn 95. C. M. Sacramental. t Lord, at thy table I behold The wonders of thy grace ; But most of all admire that I Should find a welcome place. 1 What strange surprising grace is this, That such a soul has room ! My Saviour takes me by the hand, My Jesus bids me come. 3 " Eat, O my friends," the Saviour cries. [\ The feast was made for you: HYMN 96. 79 " For you I groan'd, and bled, and died, " And rose, and triumph'd too." 4 With trembling faith, and bleeding hearts. Lord, we accept thy love : J Tis a rich banquet we have had, What will it be above? 5 Ye saints below, and hosts of heav'n, Join all your praising powers : No theme is like redeeming love, No Saviour is like ours. Hymn 96. C. Mo Believers Parting* 1 Blest be the dear uniting loye, That will not let us part ; Our bodies may far off remove, We still are one in heart. 2 Joined in one spirit to our Head, Where he appoints, we go ; And still in Jesus' footsteps tread. And shew his praise below. 3 O may we ever walk in him, And nothing know beside, Nothing desire, nothing esteem, But Jesus crucify VI ! 4 Closer and closer let us cleave To his belov'd embrace ; Expect his fulness to receive, And grace to answer grace. 5 Partakers of the Saviour's grace, The same in mind and heart, . Nor joy, nor grief, nor time, nor place. Nor life, nor death can part. But let us hasten to the day, Which shall our flesh restore ; 80 hymn 97—98. When death skall all be done away, And bodies part no more. Hymn 97." CM. The Incarnation of Christ. Luke ii. 14. 1 Mortals, awake, with angels join, And chant the solemn lay ; Joy, love and gratitude combine To hail th* auspicious day. 2 In heav'n the rapturous song began! And sweet seraphic fire Through all the shining legions ran, And strung and iun'd the lyre. > Swift through the vast expanse it flew, And loud the echo rolPd ; The theme, the song, the joy was new, 5 Twas more than heav'n could hold, 4 Down through the portals of the sky Th' impetuous torrent ran, And angels flew with eager jpy To bear the news to man. 5 Hark ! the cherubic armies shout, And glory leads the song ; Good-will and peace are heard throughout Th' harmonious heav'nly throng. 8 With joy the chorus we'll repeat, u Glory to God on high ; " Good-will and peace are now complete, " Jesus was born to die." Hymn 98. C. M. The Song of the Angels.— For the Nativity of our Blessed Lord and Saviour. Luke ii. 8, Idf. 1 While shepherds watch their flocks by night. All seated on the ground. HVMff 99. 81 The angel of the Lord came down, And glory shone around. 5 " Fear not," said he, for mighty dread u Had seiz'd their troubled mind ; " Glad tidings of great joy I bring " To you and aft mankind. 3 u To you, in David's town, this day, 11 Is born of David's line, 11 The Saviour, who is Christ the Lord ; "And this shall be the sign. i " The heavenly babe you there shall find, 11 To human view displayed, " All meanly wrapped in swathing bands, " And in a manger laid. 55 5 Thus spake the seraph, and forthwith Appear 5 d a shining throng Of angels praising God, who thu6 Address 5 d their joyful song — 6 " All glory be to God on high, " And to the earth be peace, 11 Good will, henceforth, from heav'n to men " Begin, and never cease. 55 Hymn 99. C. M. For the New Year. J And now, my soul, another year Of my short life is past ; I cannot long continue here, And this may be my last. 2 Much of my dubious life is done, Nor will return again ; And swift my passing moments run, The few thai yet remain. 3 Awake, my soul, with utmost care, Thy true condition learn ; 82 HYMN 100. What are Ay hopes ? how sure ? how fair ? And what thy chief concern ? 4 With the new year, which now begins, Begin thy race for heaven ; Repent of all thy former sins, Reform and be forgiven. 5 Devoutly yield thyself to God, To him thyself commend ; With zeal pursue the heavenly road, Nor doubt a happy end. Hymn 100. C. M. For a New Yearns Day* Reflections on our Waste of Years. Psalm xc. $. 1 Remark, ray soul, the narrow bounds Of the revolving year ! How swift the weeks complete their rounds ! How short the months appear !. 2 So fast eternity comes on, And that important day, When all that mortal life has done, God's judgment shall survey. 3 Yet, like an idle tale, we pass The swift advancing year ; And study artful ways t' increase The speed of its career. 4 Waken, O God, my trifling heart, Its great concern to see ; That 1 may act the christian part, And give the year to thee. 5 So shall their course more grateful roll. If future years arise ; Or this shall bear my smiling soul. To joy that never dies. HYMN 101—102. 83 Hymn 101. 7's. New Year. Jer. xxviii. 16. •l Lo ! another year has gone ! Quickly have the seasons past ! This we enter now upon, Will to many prove their last. 2 Some, we now no longer see, Who their mortal race have run, Seem'd as fair for life as we, When the former year begun. S Some, (but who, God only knows,) That are here assembled now, Ere the present year shall close, To the stroke of death must bow. 4 If from guilt and sin set free, By the knowledge of thy grace, Welcome then, the call will be, To depart, and see thy face. 5 To thy saints, while here below, With new years new mercies come ; But the happiest year they know, Is their last which leads them home. Hymn 102. L. M. Redeeming . Time, 1 God of eternity, from thee Did infant time its being draw, Minutes and days and months and years Revolve by thy unvaried law, 2 Silent and slow they glide away, Steady and strong the current flows, Till lost in that unmeasured sea, From which its being first arose. 3 The thoughtless sons of Adam's race, Upon the rapid stream are borne ; 8* ma* I0& To that unseen, eternaf home, From which no travellers return. •1 Yet whilst the shore, on either side, Presents a gaudy, flattering show ; We gaze, in fond amazement lost, Nor think to what a world we go. 3 Great source of wisdom, teach our hearts To know the price of ev'ry hour ; That time may boar us on to joys, Beyond its measure and its power. Hymn 103. C. M. Winter* 1 Now faintly smile day's hasty hours, The fields and gardens mourn ; Nor n*ldy fruits, nor blooming flowers. Stern winter's brow adorn. 2 Stern winter throws his icy chains, Encircling nature round ; How bleak, how comfortless the plains, Late with gay verdure cro'.vn'd. 3 The sun withdraws his vital beams, And light and warmth depart ; And drooping, lifeless, nature seems An emblem of my heart. 4 My heart where mental winter reigns In night's dark mantle clad, Confin'd in cold, inactive chains, How desolate and sad. $ Ere long the sun with genial ray, Shall cheer the mourning earth, And blooming flowers, and verdure gay Renew their annual birth. G Great source of light ! thy beams display, My drooping joys restore ; hymn 104—105. 85 And guide me to the seats of day, Where winter frowns no more. Hymn 104. C. M. The Spring. 1 When verdure clothes the fertile vale. And blossoms deck the spray \ And fragrance breathes in evVy gale, How sweet the vernal day. 2 Hark, how the feather'd warblers sing ! 'Tis nature's cheerful voice; Soft music hailb the lovely spring, And woods and fields rejoice. 3 How kind the influence of the skies ! The showers with blessings fraught, Bid verdure, beauty, fragrance, rise, And fix the roving thought. 4 Then let my wondering heart confess, With gratitude and love, The bounteous hand which deigns to btess The garden, field, and grove. 5 O God of nature and of grace, Thy heav'nly gifts impart ; Then shall my meditations trace Spring blooming in my heart. Hymn 105. L. M. The Beauties of the Spring* 1 How sweetly along the gay mead The daisies and cowslips are seen ! The flocks, as they carelessly feed, Rejoice in the beautiful green. 2 The vines that encircle the bowers, The herbage that springs from the sod, 8 86 hymn 106—107. Trees, plants, cooling fruits and sweei tio\vei> All rise to the praise of my God. 3 Shall man, the great master of all, The only insensible prove ? Forbid it, fair gratitude's call, Forbid it devotion and love. 4 The Lord who such wonders can raise ; And still can destroy with a nod, My lips shall incessantly praise, My soul shall rejoice in my God. Hymn 106. L. M. Spring and rfutumn. 1 When spring displays her various sweets. And opening blossoms cheer the eyes, And fancy ev'ry beauty meets, Whence does the pleasing transport rise ? 2 Soon will their transient dale expire, They fly and mock the fond pursuit ; New pleasures there the thought inspire, And bounteous Autumn yields her fruit. 3 Thus, when the spring of youth decays, Though deck'd with blossoms sweet and fair. Autumn a nobler scene displays, If fruits of virtue flourish there. 4 For this the vernal buds arise ; But if no useful virtues grow, Their worthless beauty quickly flies. And blossoms only served for show. Hymn 107. C. M. On a Season of Threatening Drought. 1 The spring, great God, at thy command, Leads forth the smiling year; Gay verdure, foliage, blooms and flov I T' adorn her reign appear. HYMN 108. **7 9 But soon canst thou, in righteous wrath, Blast all the promised joy ; And elements await thy nod, To bless or to destroy. 3 The sun, thy minister of love, That, from the naked ground, Calls forth the hidden seeds to birth, And spreads their beauties round. 4 At the dread order of his God, Now darts destructive fires ; Hills, plains, and vales are parch'd with drought. And blooming life expires. 5 Like burnish'd brass the heav'n around. In angry terror burns ; While the earth lies a joyless waste v And into iron turns. 6 Pity us, Lord, in our distress, Nor with our land contend ; Bid the avenging skies relent, And showers of mercy send. Hymn 108. C. M. On a Season of Abounding Rain. 1 How hast thou, Lord, from year to year. Our land with plenty crown'd, And gen'rous fruit and golden grain Have spread their riches round* 2 But we thy mercies have abus'd* To more abounding crimes ; What heights, what daring heights in sin Mark and disgrace our times. 3 Equal, though awful i6 the doom, That fierce, descending rain, Should into inundations swell. And crush the rising grain* 88 HYMN 109. 4 How just, thai in the autumn's reigt: When we had hop'd to reap, Our fields of sorrow and despair Should lie, a hideous heap! .3 But, Lord, have mercy on our land, These floods of vengeance stay ; Dispel those glooms, and let the sun- Shine in unclouded day, 6 To thee alone we look for help : None else of dew or rain Can give the world the smallest drop. Or smallest drop restrain. Hymn 109. S. M. double. Death and Judgment. 1 And am I born to die ? To lay this body down ? And must my trembling spirit fly Into a world unknown ! A land of deepest shade, UnpiercM by human thought 5 The dreary regions of the dead, Where all things are forgot. 2 Soon as from earth I go, What will become of me ? Eternal happiness or wo Must then my portion be ! Wak'd by the trumpet's sound, 1 from my grave must rise, And see the judge with glory crown'd, And see the flaming skies ! 3 How shall I leave my tomb ? With triumph or regret'/ A fearful or a joyful doom, A curse or blessiug meet! HYMN no. ao .Will angel- bands convey Their brother to the bar ? Or devil's drag my soul away To meet its sentence there ? Who can resolve the doubt That hovers in my breast ? Shall 1 be with the damn'd cast out, Or number'd with the blest I I must from God be driv'n, Or with my Saviour dwell ; Must come at his command to heaven. Or else depart to hell. thou that would'st not have One wretched sinner die, Who died thyself, my soul to save From endless misery. Shew me the way to shun Thy dreadful wrath severe, That when thou comest on thy throne 1 may with joy appear. Hymn 110. C. M. Resurrection and Judgment* 1 When rising from the bed of death, O'erwhelm'd with guilt and fear, I view my Maker, face to face, O how shall I appear ! 2 If yet while pardon may be found, And mercy may be sought ; My soul with inward horror shrinks, And trembles at the thought ! When thou, O Lord, shall stand disclosed In majesty severe, And sit in judgment on my soul ? O how shall 1 appear ' 8* 90 HYMN 111—112. 4 O may my brokeq, contrite heart, Timely my sins lament, And early with repentant tears, Eternal wo prevent. $ Behold the sorrows of my heart, Ere yet it be too late ; And hear my Saviour's dying groan, To give those sorrows weight. i5 For never shall my soul despair, Her pardon to secure, Who knows thine only Son hath died To make that pardon sure. Hymn 111. L. M. Judgment. 1 He comes, he comes, the judge severe, The seventh trumpet speaks him near, His lightnings flash, his thunders roll Welcome to the faithful soul. 2 From heav'n angelic voices sound, See the almighty Jesus crown'd, Girt with omnipotence and grace, And glory decks the Saviour's face. 3 Descending on his azure throne, He claims the kingdoms for his own ; The kingdoms all obey his word, And hail him their triumphant Lord. 4 Shout all the people of the sky, And all the saints of the Most High ; Our Lord who now his right obtains, For ever and for ever reigns. Hymn 112. S. M. double. Judgment* 1 Thou Judge of quick and dead. Before whose bar severe, HYMN 113. ( J1 With holy joy or guilty dread We all shall soon appear : Our cautioned souls prepare For that tremendous day, And fill us now with watchful care, And stir us up to pray : 2 To pray and wait the hour, That awful hour unknown, When rob'd in majesty and power, Thou shalt from heav'n come down : Th' immortal Son of Man, To judge the human race, With all the Father's dazzling train. With all thy glorious grace, 3 To damp our earthly joys, T' increase our gracious fearSj For ever let th' archangel's voice Be sounding in our ears, The solemn midnight cry, " Ye dead, the Judge is come $