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THE 
 
 BAPTIST 
 
 HYMN BOOK. 
 
 ORIGINAL AND SELECTED: 
 
 IN TWO PARTS. 
 
 The first part is intended especially for public worship 
 and is judiciously arranged under appropriate heads. Doctri- 
 nal, Practical and Experimental; with an Index, a Table of 
 Contents, and a Table of Scripture References . 
 
 The second part is intended for social worship and is sim- 
 ilarly arranged, Sfc. 
 
 BY WE C. BUCK, 
 
 PA3TOE Of^THE E4ST BAPTIST CHU'ftCB, 
 LOUISVILLE. K.Y. 
 
 LOUISVILLE. 
 J. ELIOT & CO, 
 
 PEOPEIETOB3 AND PUBLISHERS, WALL STREET. 
 
3>* 
 
 United Statbs of America, > s , 
 District of Kentucky, J l ' 
 Be it remembered, that on this 8th day of January, 
 A. D. 1842, Jacob Eliot and William C. Buck, under the 
 firm and style of J. Eliot & Co. of said District, hath 
 deposited in this office the title of a book, the title of 
 which is as follows, to-wit: "The Baptist Hymn Book, 
 original and selected — in two parts. The first part is 
 intended especially for public worship, and is judicious- 
 ly arranged under appropriate heads, Doctrinal, Practi- 
 cal and Experimental; with an Index, a Table of Con- 
 tents, and a Table of Scripture References. The second 
 part is intended for social worship, and is similarly 
 arranged, &c. By William .G. Buck, Pastor of the 
 East Baptist Church, Louisville, Kentucky;" the right 
 whereof they claim as authors and proprietors, in con- 
 formity with the Act of Congress, entitled, "An Act to 
 amend the »eyeral Acts respecting copy rights." 
 
 JOHN H. HAJVNA, 
 Clerk District of Kentucky. 
 
 LC Control Number 
 
 tmp96 028349 
 
PREFACE. 
 
 In no language, perhaps, is the number and variety 
 of hymns and spiritual songs, adapted to the purposes 
 x of divine worship, so great as in our own. Nearly 
 every protestant denomination has a collection, that 
 accords with their own peculiar tenets. The Baptists 
 have many such, and this redundancy has become so 
 great as to destroy any approach towards uniformity. — 
 Among the number, there are some eight or ten that 
 have a local popularity, but even these have defects 
 that preclude the idea that any one of them can ever 
 become a standard. 
 
 In the West, and the South, Miller and Dupuy are 
 much used, simply because they are cheap, are easily 
 procured, and no standard work has yet been published, 
 to supply their place. The defects of these two hymn 
 books, are obvious. In the first place, the arrangement 
 is extremely injudicious; — not a few of the hymns and 
 spiritual songs are highly objectionable in sentiment, 
 and hardly less so in style and versification. The latter 
 objection is peculiarly applicable to Dupuy. Many 
 compilers of hymn books have not hesitated to take 
 unwarrantable liberties with some of the best hymns 
 and spiritual songs in our language — mutilating them, 
 and not unfrequently substituting words, and even 
 whole stanzas of their own, till the choicest produc- 
 tions of genius and piety have lost their distinctive 
 merits. It has been a prominent object with the com- 
 piler of this work, to restore these mutilated hymns to 
 their former excellence. This, to a great extent, has 
 been effected, yet not always being able to procure au- 
 thentic copies of the original, in a few instances, and 
 in a few only, that design may not be fully accom- 
 plished. 
 
Kippon and Winch ell are works of great merit, yet 
 not a few of the hymns of the former are too long, 
 much too long, for public worship, and both are greatly 
 deficient in hymns for many important occasions, of 
 frequent recurrence, and strikingly so for social wor- 
 ship. 
 
 The object in view in compiling this volume, was to 
 furnish a work that should obviate these defects, and 
 give to our denomination ' k A BAPTIST HYMN BOOR" 
 — one which the denomination at large will adopt. To 
 accomplish this object, no effort of which the compiler 
 is capable, has been spared. It is no hasty work, com- 
 piled without labor, and selected without examination. 
 On the contrary, few can realize the time and attention 
 that have been bestowed upon it. The experience of 
 many yeaTs devoted to the ministry, has given mean ac- 
 
 ?uaintance with this important part of divine worship. 
 >om the many thousand hymns and spiritual songs 
 Which have passed under my examination, those only 
 that possessed superior merit have been selected. A 
 very large share of them were written by men of dis- 
 tinguished piety and talents, and have already received 
 the decided approbation of our denomination. Nearly 
 every hymn or spiritual song that is popular among us, 
 will be found in this collection. 
 
 It will be seen that every thing contained in the work 
 is arranged under appropriate heads. It is hardly pos- 
 sible for any occasion, public or private, to arise, on 
 which sacred melody is appropriate, for which there 
 are not, in this book, suitable hymns; nor i« there hard- 
 ly a subject in the sacred volume to which applicable 
 hymns may not be found. 
 
 There is one feature in this work that distinguishes it 
 from all others. To most of the hymns which it con- 
 tains, there is a text of scripture to which it is appli- 
 cable. This feature, it is confidently believed, will be 
 regarded by the christian public, as an improvement of 
 very great importance. Nearly one thousand of the 
 most striking texts, with hymns of a high character, 
 appropriate to the mind of the Holy Spirit, cannot fail 
 of doing good. Let it be borne in mind that I have not, 
 like others, merely named the chapter and verse, but 
 have given the text itself, or at least some of its most 
 emphatical words. 
 
Of the original hymns, but few of ray own are insert- 
 ed, and these are respectfully submitted to the kind in- 
 dulgence of my friends. 
 
 There are, also, some from the pen of brother John 
 Russell, of Bluffdale, Illinois, whose reputation as a 
 scholar and a writer, needs no commendation. They 
 were written by Mr. Russell expressly for this work, 
 and have never before been published. It is due to 
 brother Russell, to say, that he has, in other respects, 
 rendered me essential aid in this work. Original pro- 
 ductions of other pens are likewise found in this 
 volume. 
 
 Uniformity in the use of hymns for divine worship is 
 of the utmost importance, and should this work 
 effect that purpose, it will afford abundant reason for 
 gratitude to the great Head of the Church. We have 
 ''one Lord, one Faith, and one Baptism," and it is ar- 
 dently hoped that ere long the same hymns of praise 
 will ascend to God from all our churches, throughout 
 the whole length and breadth of our land. 
 
 And now, brethren, this work is committed to your 
 hands, with the fervent prayer that it may be made the 
 humble instrument of good. It was commenced upon 
 my knees, and in every stage of my labors, assistance 
 has been sought from on high. Should that Almighty 
 Being, to whose service, in early youth I consecrated 
 myself, my time — all that I am, and all that I have — 
 should He bless this work of my declining years, to the 
 conversion of a single impenitent, or the consolation 
 of but one humble follower of Christ, I shall feel that 
 1 have not lived in vain. 
 
 W. C B. 
 
 Louisville, April 7, 1842, 
 
INDEX. 
 
 PART I, 
 
 Absurd and vain 
 Adam our father 
 A debtor to mercy 
 Afflicted saint to Christ 
 Afflictions though they 
 A fulness resides in 
 Again the Lord of 
 A garden fenced from 
 Ah how shnll fallen 
 Ah, I shall soon 
 Ah what can I 
 Ah wretched souls 
 Alas, alas why is it so 
 Alas, by nature how 
 Alas, what hourly 
 All hail incarnate 
 All hail the power 
 All hail thou great 
 All those who seek a 
 All yesterday is gone 
 All ye who laugh 
 Almighty father 
 Almighty king, whose 
 Almighty Maker, God 
 Almighty maker of my 
 Almighty Saviour 
 Aloud we sing 
 Am I an Israelite 
 Amid the splendors 
 An angry God 
 And am I blessed 
 And are we yet alive 
 And art thou with us 
 And be it so that 
 And can mv heart 
 
 And canst thou then 
 366 And did the holy 
 
 46 And have I Christ 
 290 xlnd is the gospel 
 232 And may I hope 
 736;And must 1 part 
 118JAnd now my soul 
 4421 And will the judge 
 534 1 And will the offended 
 
 50<And will th' eternal 
 823! Angels roll the rock 
 
 750 Another six days 
 418 Approach my soul 
 601 Are those the happy 
 175 Arise and shine 
 357 Arise my soul 
 769 Arise my tenderest 
 154 Arm of the Lord 
 149 As birds their infant 
 600|Ashamed of Christ 
 7G2|As Jacob did 
 72] I As on the cross 
 42|Assembled at thy 
 43iAscend thy throne 
 435! As showers on 
 
 813 
 772 
 317 
 752 
 12 
 214 
 400 
 603 
 233 
 294 
 
 Assist us Lord 
 Astonished and 
 At anchor laid 
 Attend my ear 
 Attend my soul 
 Attend ye children 
 Awake, awake the 
 Awake my heart 
 Awake my soul 
 Awake my tongue 
 
 326 Awake our drowsy 
 
 737 
 
 570 
 314 
 116 
 191 
 329 
 669 
 858 
 343 
 342 
 
 85 
 440 
 751 
 599 
 853 
 367 
 
 49 
 582 
 535 
 328 
 602 
 254 
 762 
 478 
 263 
 363 
 
 48 
 268 
 859 
 368 
 811 
 
 78 
 369 
 344 
 
 19 
 441 
 
Awake our sou la 
 Awake sweet gratitude 
 Awake ye saints 
 Away my unbelieving 
 Awhile remain' d the 
 
 B 
 Backsliding souls 
 Before thy throne 
 Behold long wish'd 
 Behold Lord at thy 
 Behold the leprous 
 Behold the sin-atoning 
 Behold the sons 
 Behold the throne 
 Believer Jift thy 
 Beset with snares 
 Beside the gospel pool 
 Bestow dear Lord 
 Blessed are the sons 
 Blest be the dear 
 Bless'd Jesus, source 
 Blessed Redeemer 
 Blest be the tie 
 Blest is the man 
 Blest men who 
 Blow ye the trumpet 
 Bright scenes of bliss 
 Brother in Christ 
 Buried in Jordan 
 By faith in Christ 
 By whom was David 
 
 C 
 Celestial King, our 
 Children of the 
 Christian see the 
 Christ is the way 
 Christ our passover 
 Christ the Lord 
 Come all who love 
 Come dearest Lord 
 Come everv pious 
 Come gracious spirit 
 Come guilty souls 
 Come, holy spirit 
 Come, holy spirit 
 
 114 
 92! 
 SOT' 
 335 
 693 
 
 757* 
 765 
 655 
 771 
 210 
 131 
 293. 
 604' 
 482 
 341 
 738 
 678 
 196 
 536 
 262 
 3U6 
 315 
 683 
 339 
 169 
 370 
 620 
 773 
 371 
 372 
 
 11 
 
 304 
 583 
 115 
 139 
 84 
 617 
 437 
 574 
 260 
 512 
 266 
 271 
 
 Come humble sinner 
 Come humble souls 
 Come in thou blessed 
 Come let our hearts 
 Come let us here 
 Come let us join our 
 Come let us join with 
 Cume let us now 
 Come Lord and warm 
 Come my soul 
 Come now ye sinner 
 Come poor sinner 
 ".pjjie praying souls 
 ome sinners come 
 Come dinners saith 
 Come sound his praise 
 Come tell us your 
 Come thou long 
 Come thou soul 
 Come to the glorious 
 Come weary souls 
 Come we that love 
 Come ye humble 
 Come ye redeemed 
 Come ye that fear 
 Come ye that love the 
 Come ye that know 
 Compar'd with Christ 
 Could the creatures 
 Curst be the man 
 
 D 
 Daniel's wisdom mav 
 Daughters of Zion, ye 
 Day of judgement, day 
 Dead be my heart 
 Dearest Saviour, help 
 Dear Father, to thy 
 Dear friends, as you 
 Dear Lord, and has 
 Dear Lord, and shall 
 Dear Lord, attend our 
 Dear Lord, tho' bitter 
 Dear Lord, to us 
 Dear refuge of my 
 Dear Saviour, let thy 
 
 449 
 
 483 
 623 
 122 
 105 
 819 
 438 
 247 
 866 
 739 
 723 
 237 
 605 
 238 
 220 
 464 
 606 
 111 
 476 
 239 
 224 
 484 
 486 
 774 
 633 
 130 
 
 13 
 102 
 144 
 
 66 
 
 273 
 487 
 847 
 753 
 473 
 415 
 624 
 775 
 269 
 607 
 320 
 608 
 353 
 609 
 
Dear Saviour, make me 308 
 Dear Saviour, we are 212 
 Dear Saviour, we 
 Dear shepherd of thy 
 Death with his dread 
 Deep are the wounds 
 Deluded souls who 
 Depraved minds on 
 Descend celestial dove 809 
 Destruction's dangerous724 
 Did Christ o'er 475 
 
 Didst thou dear Jesus 373 
 Dismiss us with thy 
 Do flesh and nature 
 Do not [ love thee 
 Dost thou my profit 
 Do thou my soul 
 
 E 
 Empty'd of earth 
 Encompassd' with 
 Enslav'd by sin and 
 Eternal God, Almighty 27 
 Eternal God, enthron'd 684 
 Eternal God, our 374 
 
 Eternal power, Almighty 2 
 Eternal power, whose 4 
 Eternal source of 
 Eternal sovereign 
 Eternal Spirit, mighty 
 Eternal Spirit, source 
 Eternal Spirit, we 
 Eternal wisdom, thee 
 Eternity is just at hand 821 
 Eternity, stupendous 820 
 Every moment brings 
 Exalted prince of lite 
 
 F 
 Fair Zion's King 
 Faith adds new charms 285 
 Faith, 'tis a precious 284 
 Farewell vain world 
 Father adored in 
 Father divine, thy 
 Father how wide thy 
 Father is not thy 
 
 379 
 430 
 699 
 141 
 726 
 107 
 
 532 
 865 
 580 
 700 
 15 
 
 267 
 287 
 200 
 
 Ceo 
 
 375 
 611 
 
 2 ; J5 
 615 
 
 32 
 
 398 
 324 
 
 557 
 
 4S8 
 402 
 414 
 165 
 592 
 
 Father of all thy 
 Father of faithful 
 Father of glory to thy 
 Father of mercies 
 Father of mercies, God 
 Father of mercies in 
 Father of mercies, in 
 Father to thee our 
 Father whate'er of 
 Fierce passions 
 First have these lovers 
 For a season call'd 
 Forgiveness, 'tis a 
 Frequent the day of 
 From Egypt lately 
 From every stormy 
 From the dear 
 From the cross 
 From whence this 
 From winter's barren 
 
 G 
 Gather my saints 
 Glorious things of thee 
 Glory to God who 
 Glory to thee my God 
 Go and the Saviour's 
 God in the gospel of 
 God is a name my soul 
 God moves in a 
 God of eternity from 
 God's holy law 
 God with us a glorious 
 Go forth ye saints 
 Go missionaries and 
 Go on ye Pilgrim's 
 Go teach the nations 
 Go ye heralds of 
 Grace like an 
 Grace 'tis a charming 
 Gracious Lord hast 
 Gracious Lord incline 
 Great Author of the 
 Great Father of 
 Great Former of this 
 Great God assembled 
 >- 
 
 XI 
 
 419 
 596 
 
 30 
 581 
 664 
 549 
 
 56 
 465 
 356 
 274 
 625 
 673 
 188 
 443 
 376 
 403 
 671 
 240 
 288 
 653 
 
 537 
 616 
 138 
 650 
 586 
 166 
 10 
 38 
 814 
 215 
 129 
 595 
 597 
 612 
 795 
 584 
 377 
 164 
 789 
 729 
 14 
 548 
 8 
 715 
 
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Great God now 
 
 Great God of 
 Great God of wonders 
 Great God one thought 
 Great God oppressed 
 Great God thy 
 Great God 'tis from 
 Great God to Thee I'll 
 Great God to Thee my 
 Great God we in thy 
 Great God we sing 
 Great God we to thy 
 Great God where'er we 
 Great God whose 
 Great Judge of all that 
 Great Leader of thine 
 Great Lord of all thy 
 Great Lord of angels 
 Great Ruler of the 
 Great Saviour let thy 
 Guide me, 0! thou 
 
 H 
 Had I ten thousand 
 Hail, holy, holy, holy 
 Hail mighty Jesus 
 Hail my ever blessed 
 Hail thou happy morn 
 Hail thou once despised 
 Happiness thou lovely 
 Happy beyond 
 Happy soul thy days 
 Happy the city where 
 Happy the man who 
 Hark! for 'tis God's 
 Hark! the'glad sound 
 Hark! the herald 
 Hark! the voice of 
 Hark! 'tis our heavenly 
 Hark! 'tis-the Prophet 
 Hark! 'tis the Saviour's 
 Hark! what mean those 
 Hasten ! sinners to 
 Heal us Immanuel 
 Hear gracious God a 
 Hear gracious God my 
 Hear gracious sov'reign 
 
 420 
 40 
 199 
 
 i 
 
 412 
 
 Hear this ye favolites 
 Heaven has confined 
 He comes! he comes! 
 He lives the great 
 Here at thy table Lord 
 
 16 Here Lord my soul 
 
 163 
 
 296 
 649 
 793 
 666 
 538 
 417 
 98 
 852 
 354 
 70 L 
 576 
 703 
 585 
 844 
 
 Hither ye faithful 
 Ho every one that 
 Holy and reverend 
 Holy Bible, book 
 Honor and happiness 
 ur 
 
 Hosanna to o 
 How are thy servant's 
 How charming is the 
 How far alas! in sinful 
 How free and boundless 
 How good, how 
 How gracious and how 
 How great, how solemn 
 How great, how terrible 
 How hast thou Lord 
 How helpless guilty 
 121 How keen the tempter's 
 
 How long shall death 
 187 How long shall earth's 
 152 How long shall virtue 
 90 How long thou faithful 
 174;How lovely how 
 399 How many years 
 292 How oft, alas! this 
 833 How oft have sin and 
 691 How precious is the 
 338 How rich thy gifts 
 193 How shall the son's 
 70 How soft the words 
 77 How sweet, how 
 203 How sweet it is to 
 365 How sweet the name 
 
 587 How sweet thy 
 242 How various and how 
 
 588 How vast the blessings 
 223 Ho! ye who thirst a 
 4S9Humble souls who 
 74(j'Hungr'y and faint and 
 348 1 I 
 264 I am saith Christ the 
 
 378 
 842 
 848 
 
 91 
 568 
 
 63 
 
 72 
 
 241 
 
 7 
 
 57 
 539 
 776 
 
 41 
 431 
 759 
 470 
 626 
 698 
 794 
 855 
 657 
 205 
 
 94 
 845 
 815 
 712 
 472 
 433 
 594 
 198 
 243 
 
 52 
 705 
 514 
 677 
 275 
 711 
 
 68 
 244 
 816 
 333 
 245 
 788 
 246 
 
 158 
 
I and my house will 
 
 I ask'd the Lord that 
 I ask not honor, pomp 
 I come, the great 
 Jf duty calls and 
 If God is mine then 
 If I perish I will go 
 If Jesus is ours we 
 If Lord, in thy fair 
 If secret fraud should 
 If worldlings ask 
 I hear the counsel of a 
 I love the sacred book 
 I love to see the Lord 
 I my Ebenezer raise 
 Immanuel sunk with 
 In age and feebleness 
 Indulgent God to Thee 
 In evil long 1 took 
 Infinite excellence is 
 In glad amazement 
 In grateful songs we 
 In Jordan's tide 
 In mercy Lord 
 In one harmonious 
 Inquire ye Pilgrim's 
 In Thee thou all 
 In thy great name 
 In vain Apollo's 
 In vain men talk of 
 In vain the giddy world 
 In what confusion 
 I saw beyond the tomb 
 I see the car of 
 I see the pleasant bed 
 Is God's peculiar 
 Is it a thing of good 
 Is Jesus mine, I'm now 
 Israel in ancient days 
 Is there in heaven or 
 Is there no hope 
 I take thee at thy 
 It is the Lord enthroned 
 
 J 
 Jehovah speaks! seek 
 Jesus commissioned 
 
 421 [Jesus how precious is 
 358 Jesus let thy pitying 
 380 Jesus I fly to Thee 
 146;Jesus I love thy 
 340|Jesus immutably the 
 337 Jesus in thy transporting 
 742. Jesus I sing thy 
 869 Jesus is our great 
 521 Jesus mighty King in 
 331 Jesus my Lord how 
 6l3 Jesus my love my chief 
 230JJesus my Saviour and 
 
 58 Jesus our souls 
 428;Jesus, O word divinely 
 670,'Jesus shall reign 
 
 79;Jesus, sovereign of the 
 68(5;Jesus the eternal Son 
 579;Jesus the heavenly 
 74liJesus the Lord our 
 113'Jesus the name high 
 404'Jesus the name to 
 
 26Jesus the spring of joys 
 785Jesus thou all 
 416iJesus thou art the 
 126'Jesus thou everlasting 
 490| Jesus thy blood 
 637'Jesus thy saints 
 453 'Jesus we come at thy 
 467Jesus we hang upon 
 755 ! Jesus when faith 
 
 481 
 861 
 725 
 710 
 401 
 382 
 754 
 516 
 67 
 173 
 718 
 3M 
 327 
 
 221 
 137 
 
 Jesus who knows full 
 
 K 
 
 Keep silence all 
 Kind are the words 
 Kindred and friends 
 Kindred in Christ 
 King of Salem, bless 
 
 L 
 
 Let avarice from 
 Let others boast their 
 Let party names no 
 Let plenteous grace 
 Let those who bear 
 Let worldly minds 
 Let Sion's watchman 
 Light of those whose 
 
 143 
 
 758 
 743 
 145 
 155 
 
 80 
 127 
 207 
 791 
 639 
 125 
 195 
 286 
 562 
 
 99 
 455 
 167 
 108 
 117 
 132 
 454 
 150 
 456 
 123 
 457 
 204 
 429 
 777 
 258 
 564 
 436 
 
 22 
 234 
 672 
 675 
 136 
 
 55 
 176 
 316 
 
 778 
 330 
 491 
 577 
 135 
 
Lo, God is here, 
 Lo, he comes with 
 Lo he cometh 
 Long have I tried 
 Look down, Lord 
 Look from on high 
 Look up, ye saints 
 Lord am I thine 
 Lord at thy feet we 
 Lord at thy table 
 Lord bless thy saints 
 Lord didst thou die 
 Lord dismiss us with 
 Lord dost thou show 
 Lord God omnipotent 
 Lord hast thou 
 Lord hear a burdened 
 Lord how delightful 
 Lord how large thy 
 Lord how mysterious 
 Lord how shall 
 Lord I am pained 
 Lord I am vile, what 
 Lord I confess my 
 Lord I cannot let thee 
 Lord if thou thy 
 Lord I lament my 
 Lord in humble " 
 Lord in thy courts we 
 Lord in thy presence 
 Lord I would be a 
 Lord let me see thy 
 Lord must T die 
 Lord of hosts how 
 Lord of hosts to thee 
 Lord of my life 
 Lord send thy word 
 Lord shall we part 
 Lord shed a beam 
 Lord thou hast been 
 Lord 'tis an infiaite 
 Lord we are vile 
 Lord we come before 
 Lord when I read 
 Lord when our raptur'd 
 Lord when we cast 
 
 492 Lord with a griev'd 300 
 
 849 Lost in the ruins 178 
 
 850 Loud let the tuneful 170 
 
 383 Lo, what a glorious 101 
 
 479 Lo, wisdom stands 229 
 469 M 
 
 31 Mark the soft falling 493 
 575 Mark when tempestuous276 
 299 May God my everlasting 685 
 567 May the grace of Christ 530 
 
 540 Men of God, go 590 
 73-5 Mercv is welcome 387 
 533Meihinks the last 857 
 112 Millions there are 591 
 520 'Mong all the priests 142 
 194 Mortals awake with 76 
 744 Most gracious father 458 
 445 Must all the charms 681 
 226 My brethren from my 556 
 
 20. My captain sounds 345 
 
 7U6 My conscious guilt 745 
 
 695: My father calls me 834 
 
 646jiV]y God assist me 157 
 
 384 My God how cheerful 235 
 448 My God my everlasting 685- 
 30 1 J My God the covenant 180 
 
 385 My God what silken 270 
 779 My gracious Lord 405 
 614 My helper God I 667 
 627 IVl"y Jesus thou hast 406 
 
 386 My rising soul with 182 
 
 480 My Saviour let me hear 197 
 824 My Saviour on mount 388 
 432 My sorrows like a 183 
 
 541 My soul arise in 494 
 648 My soul take courage 495 
 255 Mv soul whene'er 496 
 727 My soul with joy 209 
 323 My thoughts that often 822 
 
 3 My times of sorrow 325 
 
 828 My waken'd soul 856 
 
 51 * N 
 
 471 No more dear Saviour 257 
 
 862 No mortal ties can be 619 
 
 36 No strength of nature 65 
 
 589 No war nor battles 74 
 
Not by the law of 219 love beyond 
 
 Not unto us bin thee 524|0 my distrustful 
 Now begin the heavenly 202; my soul what 
 
 Now far above 
 Now from the altar 
 Now gracious Lord 
 Now let a true 
 Now let our cheerful 
 Now let our drooping 
 Now let our faith 
 Now let our souls 
 "Now let our voices 
 Now let the feeble 
 Now let us raise our 
 
 Now Lord the heavenly 508 O that I knew it 
 
 Now may the God 
 Now we are met in 
 Now while the gospel 
 Now whilst i try 
 
 <^£^Of all the joys 
 O for a closer 
 for a heart to 
 for a sweet 
 for a thousand 
 Oft have I turned 
 give me Lord 
 glorious God of 
 God inv sun 
 God of love 
 God of Zion 
 happy day when 
 how 1 love thy 
 Oh could I find 
 Oh! drunkard 
 Oh for a glance 
 Oh happy day 
 Oh how divine 
 Oh what stupendous 
 
 565 Once I thought my 
 651!Once more before we 
 459 Once more we come 
 680 Only th s once the 
 
 93 On Sion his most 
 843 On thee each 
 568 On us oppressed 
 360 On what has now 
 303 On yonder glorious 
 346 O righteous God 
 
 95 O take the maddening 
 
 460 ;0 that I knew the 
 528' O that my load 
 621 ;0 that the Lord 
 474 O the immense, the 
 277 ; thou that hast 
 
 :0, thou whose tender 
 313 O 'tis a soul-trans 
 213 Our captain leads us 
 278 Our Father whose ^ 
 863|Our God ascends his 
 462JOur heavenly father 
 350[t)ur little bark 
 747; Our Lord is risen 
 780iOur Saviour alone 
 295 O'er the gloomy hills 
 825! P 
 
 558 Patience, O 'tis a grace 279 
 676|Peace, 'tis the Lord 840 
 697^People of the Jiving 630 
 390: Pilgrim bur&en'd 631 
 
 717'Pity a helpless 749 
 
 745 Poor and afflicted 542 
 
 3S9Poor weak and 1 20 
 
 623 Praise God from 870 
 
 310 Praise the Saviour 638 
 
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 160 
 
 192 
 355 
 760 
 531 
 463 
 714 
 168 
 423 
 702 
 509 
 851 
 689 
 716 
 391 
 396 
 748 
 519 
 658 
 364 
 610 
 184 
 498 
 452 
 550 
 
 69^ 
 
 89 
 522 
 667 
 
 Oh with what pleasure 629 Praise to our shepherds 124 
 
 Oh if my soul was 
 Oh may our ardent 
 O let me run 
 O Lord I would 
 *f3i? i) Lord our languid 
 O Lord another day 
 
 206 Praise to the Lord of 307 
 407 Praise to the Lord who 704 
 392 Praise to thy name 359 
 
 312 Prayer an answer will 4G8 
 461 Praver is the soul's 424 
 422 Praver is the work 409 
 
Precious bible, what a 
 Prepare me gracious 
 Prls'ners of sin and 
 77^ Proclaim, saith 
 
 Prostrate dear Jesus 
 
 R 
 Raise thoughtless 
 Rejoice, believer in 
 Rejoice, the Lord is 
 Religion is the chief 
 Remark my soul 
 Renew' d by grace 
 Repent and be 
 Repent, the voice 
 Return my roving 
 Return, wanderer 
 Rock of ages, shelter 
 
 S 
 Salvation, melodious 
 Saviour divine, we 
 Saviour of men and 
 Say should we 
 Say who is she that 
 See Felix cloih'd 
 See gracious God 
 See how rude winter's 
 See how the little 
 See how the mounting 
 See how the willing 
 Self-destroy'd for 
 Shall atheists dare 
 Shepherd of Israel bend 
 Shepherd of Israel thou 
 Should bounteous 
 Shout for the§ blessed 
 Sinful and blind 
 Sing all ye ransomed 
 Sing we to our God 
 Sing to the Lord 
 Sin has undone our 
 Sinner is thy heart 
 Sinners behold the 
 Sinners rejoice, 'tis 
 Sinner| O why so 
 Sinners the voice 
 Sinners this solemn 
 
 59 So fair a face 
 838 Soldiers of Christ 
 249 Sons we are through 
 810 Sovereign grace has 
 730 Sovereign of all the 
 {Sovereign of life, I 
 
 64 Sprinkled with 
 161 Stern winter throws 
 
 97 Stretch 'd on the cross 
 332 Sweet is the love that 
 665 Sweet is the scene 
 543 Sweet the moments 
 
 569 
 
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 322 T 
 
 411 Temptations, trials 
 719 Thanks for mercies 
 148 That day of wrath 
 
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 208 That mighty angel 
 147 The billows swell 
 69 The blessed spirit 
 692 The cause that is 
 546 The church a garden 
 518 The deluge at the 
 687 The earth and all 
 662 The great Redeemer 
 660 The God of love 
 645 The holy Eunuch when 812 
 792 The icv chains that 652 
 517 The jovful morn 439 
 
 159 The King of heaven 571 
 
 551 The Lord is risen 88 
 
 552 The Lord on mortal 766 
 318 The Lord our God 18 
 768 The Lord, the high 17 
 477 The Lord will happiness732 
 499 The Lord who rules 640 
 873«The love of the spirit 259 
 770 The mightv frame 96 
 410*jhe mighty God will 731 > 
 720! The moment a sinner 289 
 500: The peace which God 529 
 501 {There is a fountain 119 
 863:Thereis a school 544 
 222 There is a world 864 
 179.There is no path to 156 
 
There sprang a tree 
 There's joy in heaven 
 The righteous Lord 
 The Saviour calls 
 The souls that would 
 The spring great God 
 The wandering star 
 * The wondering nations 
 Thine earthly sabbaths 
 This God is the God 
 This is the feast of 
 This world can never 
 This wretched heart 
 Thou art, O God, a 
 Thou dear redeemer 
 Thou Lord my safety 
 Thou only centre of 
 Thou onlv sovereign 
 Thou Son of God 
 Thou very paschal 
 Thrice happy souls 
 Through all the 
 Through all the 
 Thus far my God hath 
 Thus it becumeX the 
 Thus the eternal Father 
 Thus was the great 
 Thus we commemorate 
 Thy bounties gracious 
 Thy life I read my 
 Thy names how infinite 
 Thy presence 
 Thy presence gracious 
 Thy sire and her who 
 Thy way God is in 
 Thy ways Lord with 
 Thy way Lord, is 
 'Tis finished so the 
 'Tis my happiness 
 'Tis religion that can 
 To Christ the Lord let 
 To distant lands thy 
 To Father, Son and 
 To him who on the 
 To God rny Saviour 
 To God the universal 
 
 713 To Jesus our exalted 572 
 
 634 To our Kedeemer's 573 
 
 302 To praise the ever 659 
 
 227 To Thee let my first 644 
 
 395 To Thee who reignst 7(J8 
 
 656 T was by an order from 54 
 
 349'Twas God who kept 425 
 
 547 'Twas Jesus last and 764 
 446 U 
 
 526 Unclean, nnclean and 734 
 559 Unite my roving 321 
 818 Unto Ihi'ne altar Lord 450 
 761 Unveil thy bosom 836 
 
 211 W 
 
 527 Wait my soul thy 28 
 434 We bless the eternal 553 
 696;Welcome dear brethren 618 
 636 Welcome thou well 632 
 427i We've no abiding city 817 
 133 .What are those in 
 
 397 What cheering w r ords 250 
 
 334! Whatever prompts the 272 
 
 37 i Whate'er to thee 796-SOS 
 
 361 i What glory gilds the 60 
 
 787» What heavenlv man 560 
 
 1001 What is our God or 23 
 
 790jWhat shall the dying 172 
 
 563|What strange 413 
 
 643 What though my 426 
 
 830 What various 447 
 
 9 What wisdom, majesty 171 
 
 674|W r hen Abram full of 688 
 
 468 When all thy mercies 44 
 
 62; When any turn from 635 
 
 309; When at "a distance 71 
 
 34 When bloomingyouth 831 
 
 39 When by the tempter's 231 
 
 189- When darkness long 305 
 
 347 When death appears 826 
 
 515 When earthly comforts 153 
 
 1 1 When God his work 505 
 
 510 When he who from 829 
 
 872 When Israel's grieving 106 
 
 523 When Israel through 53 
 
 252 When I the holy grave 8Q 
 
 29 When Jesus dwelt in 641 
 
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 When Jesus for his 218 
 
 When, dear Jesus 444 
 
 When on Sinai's top 216 
 
 When Pan I was parted 554 
 
 When Peter through 162 
 
 When shalt thy lovely 860 
 
 When sickness shakes 837 
 
 When si ns and fears 134 
 
 When some kind 253 
 
 When the eternal bows 6 
 
 When the eternal Son 782 
 When those who feared 506 
 
 W r hen verdure clothes 654; 
 
 When we baptize we 7£3 
 
 Wherefore shoujd man 282 
 
 Where is my God 104 
 AVhere shall we sinners 201 j 
 
 Where two or three 466 
 
 Wherewith Lord 217 
 
 While I to grief my 281 
 
 While my Redeemer's 151 
 
 While o'er our guilty 707 
 
 While on the verge of 827 
 
 While Philip scanned 784 
 
 While Shepherd's 73; 
 
 While sinners who 511 
 
 STTf While with ceaseless 668 
 
 Whilst Thee I seek 45 
 
 Who can forbid the 622 
 
 Who is the trembling 513 
 
 Who shall condemn 185 
 
 Why flow these S39 
 
 Why mo u r n i n g so u 1| 251 
 
 Why my soul these 21 lj 
 
 Why my soul why 497 
 
 Why should a living 351 
 
 Why should our 846 
 
 Why should the saints 12S 
 
 Why sinks my weak 297 
 
 Wine is a mocker so 109 
 
 With heavenly power 
 With humble heait and 
 With melting heart 
 With tearful eyes I 
 With tears of anguish I 
 With Thee great God 
 Would you win a soul 
 Wrapt in the silence 
 
 Y 
 Ye dying sons of men 
 Ye flittering toys 
 Ye hearts with 
 Ye highly favored who 
 Ye humble saints 
 Ye humble souls ap'r 
 Ye humble souls com 
 Ye humble souls rejoice 
 Ye humble souls that 
 Ye little flock whom 
 Ye messengers of 
 Ye mourning saints 
 Ye saints attend the 
 Ye saints of every rank 
 Ye scarlet coloured 
 Ye servants of the Lord 
 Yes I would love Thee 
 'Yes mighty Jesus thou 
 Ye sons of men with 
 Yes the Redeemer rose 
 Yes there are joys that 
 j Yes we trust the day 
 'Ye trembling souls 
 Ye who in former days 
 Ye worlds of light that 
 Ye wretched, hungry 
 Yonder amazing 
 Your harps ve 
 
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SCRIPTURE TEXTS. 
 
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 12 32 
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 13 6-9 
 
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 18 38 47~ 
 
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 19 41 475 
 
 21 32 
 
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 22 62 
 
 23 29-43 
 
 23 42 254,747 
 
 24 1 438 
 24 34 83,88 
 
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 1 4 160 
 1 13 178 
 1 14 
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 1 Tlussalouinns 
 
 4 J3 841 
 
 4 14 839 
 
 5 17 447 
 5 25 581 
 
 21 hesaalonians 
 3 I 555 
 1 Timothy, i 
 1 8 ' 63 
 1 11 171 
 
 1 15 167 
 ' 6 146 
 
 2 7 576 
 
 3 8 557 
 
 4 8 333 
 « 12 502 
 6 17 43 
 
 2 Timothy. ; 
 • 9 267 
 
 3 J2 354 
 
 3 16 53,57 
 
 4 5 578 
 Titus. 
 
 3 7 191 
 Hebrews. i 
 
 1 6 833 
 
 2 15 825 
 
 3 7 722 
 3 12 48 
 
 3 18 335 
 
 4 9 446 
 4 12 67 
 4 33 ip 
 4 16 604,G0fc 
 
 CIi. Ver.Hymn. 
 
 6 17 
 
 243 
 
 6 19-20 
 
 117 
 
 7 17 
 
 142 
 
 7 25 
 
 91 
 
 9 27 
 
 842 
 
 30 25 
 
 537 
 
 11 5 
 
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 465 
 
 2 18 
 
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 7 
 
 1 18-19 
 
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 2 5 
 
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 2 6 
 
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 3 20 
 
 103 
 
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 2 Peter. 
 
 
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 Ch. Ver.Hymn. 
 
 1 John. 
 
 1 3 ]8l 
 
 1 9 383 
 
 2 1 104 
 
 2 15 4(0 
 
 3 2 400,428 
 3 13 176 
 
 3 16 J3 
 
 4 7 536 
 
 4 8 12 
 Jude. 
 
 21 511 
 
 Revelation. 
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 1 10 440 
 
 2 1 553 
 
 2 10 365 
 
 3 17 230 
 
 5 12 565 
 
 6 10 594 
 6* 16 854 
 6 17 847 
 
 12 11 498 
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SYLLABUS 
 OF THE ARRANGEMENT OF HYMNS. 
 
 PART I. 
 
 THE PERFECTIONS OF GOD, in alpha- Page. 
 
 betical ordeT, from - - - 1 to 30 
 
 CREATION AND PROVIDENCE - - 3L — 45 
 
 THE FALL OF MAN - - - - 46 — 51 
 
 SCRIPTURE, Properties of it - - - 52 — 60 
 Moral and Ceremouial Law - - 61 — 67 
 
 CHRIST 68—88 
 
 Ascension and Exaltation - - 89 — 97 
 
 Dominion 98 — 103 
 
 Characters and Representations, in 
 
 alphabetical order - - - - J 04 — 158 
 
 GOSPEL - - . - - - - 159 — 173 
 Doctrines, in alphabetical order - 174 — 213 
 Law and Gospel - - - - 214 — 219 
 
 Invitations and Promises - 220 — 251 
 
 Successes and Triumphs - - -252 — 257 
 
 HOLY SPIRIT - - 1 - - - 258 — 272 
 Graces of it 273 — 340 
 
 THE CHRISTIAN 341 — 399 
 
 His Trials and Triumphs - - - 400 — 401 
 
 WORSHIP 402 — 410 
 
 Private 411 — 416 
 
 Family 417 — 427 
 
 Public 428 — 436 
 
 Lord's Day 437 — 446 
 
 Before Prayer 447 — 464 
 
 Before Sermon - ... 465 — 481 
 After Sermon 482 — 533 
 
 THE CHURCH 534 — 558 
 
 Lord's Supper 559 — 575 
 
 Ordinations 576—581 
 
 Missionary Meetings - 582 — 598 
 
 Conference and Prayer Meetings - 599 — 618 
 GhiiTch Meetings •• - - - 619 — 638 
 Celleetions, &e. - - - - 629 — 643 
 
xxiv INDEX. 
 
 TIMES AND SEASONS. Morning and Page. 
 
 Evening 644 to 651 
 
 Seasons of the Year - 652 — 663 
 
 New and Old Year - - - ^ 664 — 670 
 
 Meeting and Parting of Friends - 671 — 676 
 
 Youth and Old Age - - - - 677 — 686 
 
 Days of Fasting - - - - 687 — 689 
 
 Days of Thanksgiving - - - 690 — 692 
 
 Sickness and Recovery - - - 693 — 700 
 
 .National Hymns -" - - 701 — 708 
 
 Temperance Hymns - 709 — 717 
 
 THE SINNER WARNED - . - - 718 — 726 
 
 Awakened and coming to Christ - 727 — 753 
 
 THE BACKSLIDER WARNED - - 754 — 757 
 
 Returning and Restored - - - 758 — 761 
 
 CONVENTIONS AND ASSOCIATIONS - 762 — 771 
 
 BAPTISM 772 — 812 
 
 TIME AND ETERNITY - - - - 813 — 821 
 
 DEATH AND RESURRECTION - - 822 — 846 
 
 DAY OF JUDGMENT - - - - 847 — 860 
 
 HEAVEN AND HELL - - - - 861 — 868 
 
 DOXOLOGIES * 869 — 878 
 
1,2 
 
 HYMNS. 
 
 THE PERFECTIONS OF GOD. 
 
 1 HYMN. S. M. W. C. Buck, 
 
 x Goi. 
 
 2 Sam. 02, 32. For who is God, save the Lord, and who 
 
 is a rock save our God? 
 
 1 ipl BEAT God, one thought of Thee 
 \J O'erwhelms a seraph's mind, 
 
 Though in the light of Glory be 
 Attempt the deep profound. 
 
 2 Thy name fills Heaven with praise, 
 Each cherub tries the theme, 
 
 But far above cherubic lays 
 Ascends thy peerless name. 
 
 3 Thy mighty, works as seen, 
 
 In Heaven, and Earth, and Sea — 
 Too vast for mortal minds to scan, 
 Are dim outlines of Thee. 
 
 4 Thine attributes, Lord, 
 The gospel best makes known, 
 
 And still though aided by thy word, 
 Our thoughts ne'er reach thy throne. 
 
 5 If Angels veil their face 
 When on thy throne they gaze, 
 
 How shall a mortal speak thy grace, 
 So fur from Glory' a blaze. * 
 
 2 HYMN. C. M. Steele, 
 
 Condescension of God. 
 Ps 113: 6. Who huraUeM himself to behold the tilings 
 that are in heaven and in Hie eariJi. 
 1 "OTERNAL Power, almighty God, 
 .Srd Who can approach thy throne? 
 Accesslees light is thine abode, 
 To ongel eyes unknown. 
 
GOD, HIS PERFECTIONS. 
 
 2 Before the radiance of thine eye, 
 
 The heavens no longer shine; 
 And all the glories of ihe sky 
 Are but the shade of thine. 
 
 3 Great God, and will thou condescend 
 
 To cast a Iook beiow? 
 To this vile world thy notice bend, 
 The.se seats of sin and wo? 
 
 4 [But, 0, to show thy smiling face, 
 
 To bring thy glories near! 
 Amazing and transporting grace, 
 To dwell with mortals here!] 
 
 5 How strange, how awful is thy love! 
 
 With trembli >g we adore: 
 Rot all the exalted minds above 
 Its wonders can explore. 
 
 6 While golden harps and angel tongues 
 
 Kesound immortal lays, 
 Great God, permit our humble songs 
 To rite, and mean thy praise. 
 
 HYMN. L. M. Steele. 
 
 Eternity 01 fiod. 
 P*alm 9f>; Paraphrased. 
 
 1 T OKP, thou hast been thy children's God, 
 J_J All-powerful, wise, and good, and just, 
 In every age their safe abode, 
 
 Their hope, their refuge, and their trust. 
 
 2 Before thv word gave nature birth, 
 Or spread the starry heaves abroad; 
 Or form'd the varied fa( e of earth, 
 From everlasting thou art God. 
 
 3 Great Father of eternity. 
 
 How short are ages in thy sight! 
 A thousand years how swift they fly! 
 Like one short silent watch of night. 
 Uncertain life, how soon it flies! 
 Neam of an hour, how short our bloom! 
 •* spring's gay verdure now we nse, 
 ->wn er'e night to fill the tomb. 
 • to count our short' ning days, 
 •rua diligence, apply 
 ^BfejfljSate pagre€ way*, 
 \3 to tire an 2 die, 
 
GOD, HIS PERFECTIONS. 4, 5 
 
 6 mal;e our sacred pleasures rise, 
 In sweet proportion to our pains, 
 'Till e'en the sad remembrance dies, 
 Nor one uneasy thought complains. 
 
 4 HYMN L. M. Watts' Lyrics. 
 
 Exalted above .ill praise. 
 Job. 11:7. Canst thou by searching find oat Qod? 
 
 1 T71TERNAL Power! whose high abode 
 
 Pi Becomes the grandeur of a God; 
 Infinite lengths, beyond the bounds 
 Where stars revolve their little rounds. 
 
 2 The lowest step around thy seat, 
 Rises too high tor Gabriel's feet; 
 In vain the tali archangel tries 
 
 To reach the heigl t with wond'ring eyes. 
 
 3 Lord, what shall earth and ashes do! 
 We would adore our Maker too; 
 From sin and dust to thee we cry, 
 The Great, the Holy, and the High! 
 
 4 Earth from afar has heard thy fame, 
 And worms have learnt to lisp thy name; 
 But, 0! the glories of thy mind 
 
 Leave all our soaring thoughts behind. 
 
 5 God is in heaven, but man below; 
 
 Be short our tunes: onr words be few: 
 A sacred reverence checks our songs, 
 And praise sits silent on our tongues. 
 
 R HYMN C. M. Steele. 
 
 u Gondnes^ of God. 
 
 Psalms 52: 1. The goodness of God endureik continually. 
 
 1 "\7E humble souls approach your God 
 
 X With songs of sacred praise, 
 For he is good, immensely good, 
 And kind are all his ways. 
 
 2 All nature owns his guardian care, 
 
 In him we live and move; 
 
 But nobler benefits declare 
 
 The wonders of his love, 
 
 3 He gave his Son, his only Son,. 
 
 To ransom rebel worms; 
 'Tis here he makes his goodness known 
 In its diviner forms. 
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6, 7 GOD, KIS PERFECTIONS. 
 
 4 To this dear refuge, Lord, we come; 
 
 "Pis here our hope relies; 
 A safe defence, a peaceful home, 
 When storms of trouble irise. 
 
 5 Thine eye beholds, with kind regard, 
 
 The souls who trust in thee; 
 Their humble hope thou wilt reward, 
 With bliss divinely free. 
 
 6 Great God, to thy Almighty love, 
 
 What honors shall we raise! 
 Not all the raptur'd songs above 
 Can render equal praise. 
 
 a HYMN. C. M. Watts' Lyrics. 
 
 Grace of God. 
 Kom. 5: 21. Might grace reign through righteousness* 
 
 1 \%/ HEN the Eternal bows the skies 
 
 ▼ ^ To visit earthly things, 
 With scorn divine he turns his eyes 
 From towers of haughty kings. 
 
 2 He bids his awful chariot roll 
 
 Far downward from the skies, 
 To visit every humble soul, 
 With pleasure in his eyes. 
 
 3 Why should the Lord, that reigns above, 
 
 Disdain so lofty kings? 
 Say, Lord, and why such looks of love 
 Upon such worthless things? 
 
 4 Mortals, be dumb; what creature dares 
 
 Dispute his awful will? 
 Ask no account of his affairs, 
 But tremble, and be still. 
 
 5 Just like his nature is his grace, 
 
 All sovereign and all free; 
 Great God, how searchless are thy ways! 
 How deep thy judgments be! 
 
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 HYMN. CM. 
 Holiness. 
 
 1 Peter, 1: 16. Be ye holy j or lam holy, 
 OLY and reverend is the name 
 Of our eternal King, 
 Thrice holy Lord, the angels cr; ; 
 Thrice holy, let us Bhig. 
 
 X R 
 
GOD, HIS PERFECTIONS. 
 
 2 Heaven's brightest lamps with hirn compared, 
 
 How mean they look and dim! 
 
 The fairest angels have their spots, 
 
 When once compar'd with him. 
 
 3 Holy is he in all his works, 
 
 And truth is his delight; 
 But sinners and their wicked ways 
 
 Shall perish from his sight. 
 The deepest reverence of the mind, 
 
 Pay, my soul, to God; 
 Lift with thy hands a holy heart 
 
 To his sublime abode. 
 
 5 With sacred awe pronounce his name 
 
 Whom words nor thoughts can reach; 
 A broken heart shall please him more 
 Than the best forms of Speech. 
 
 6 Thou holy God! preserve my soul 
 
 From all pollution free: 
 The pure in heart are thy delight, 
 And they thy face shall see. 
 
 HYMN. L. M. Doddridge. 
 
 Immutability of Clod. 
 
 Psalm 102: 2o — 28. Thou shall endure. 
 
 1 /^ KEAT Former of this various frame, 
 \J Our souls adore thine awful name; 
 And bow and tremble while they praise 
 The Ancient of eternal days. 
 
 2 Thou, Lord, with unsurpris'd survey, 
 Saw'st nature rising yesterday; 
 And, as to-morrow, shall thine eye 
 See earth and stars in ruin lie. 
 
 3 Beyond an angel's vision bright, 
 Thou dwell' st in self-existent light; 
 Which shines, with undiminished ray, 
 W 7 hile suns and worlds in smoke decay. 
 
 4 Our days a transient period run, 
 And change with every circling sun; 
 And, in the firmest state we boast, 
 A moth can crush us into dust. 
 
 5 But let the creatures fall around; 
 Let death consign us to the ground; 
 Let the last general flame arise, 
 And inelt the arches of the skies: 
 
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9, 10 GOD, HIS PERFECTIONS. 
 
 6 Calm as the summer's ocean, we 
 Can all the wreck of nature see, 
 While grace secures us an abode, 
 Unshaken as the throne of God. 
 
 HYMN. C. M. Watts 9 Lyrics. 
 
 Infinite. 
 
 Psalm 147: 6. His understanding is infinite. 
 
 1 T J THY names, how infinite they be, 
 
 X Great Everlasting One! 
 Boundless thy might and majesty, 
 And unconfin'd thy throne. 
 
 2 Thy glories shine of wond'rous size, 
 
 And wond'rous large thy grace; 
 Immortal day breaks from thine eyes, 
 And Gabriel veils his face. 
 
 3 Thine essence is a vast abyss 
 
 Which angels cannot sound, 
 An ocean of infinities 
 Where all our thoughts are drown' d. 
 
 4 The mysteries of creation lie, 
 
 Beneath enlighten'd minds, 
 Thoughts can ascend beyond the sky, 
 And fly before the winds; 
 
 5 Reason may grasp the massy hills, 
 
 And stretch from pole to pole; 
 But half thy name our spirit fills, 
 And overloads our soul. 
 
 6 In vain our haughty reason swells, 
 
 For nothing's found in thee 
 But boundless Inconceivables, 
 And vast Eternitv. 
 
 1Q HYMN. L. M. Watts' Lyrics. 
 
 Incomprehensibility . 
 Rom. 11: 23. Past finding out. 
 
 1 f*i OD is a name my soul adores — 
 
 VT Th' Almighty Three, theEternal One? 
 Nature and grace, with all their powers, 
 Confess the Infinite unknown. 
 
 2 From thy great self thy being springs; 
 Thou art thy own original, 
 
 Made up of uncreated things, 
 And self sufneience bears them- all. 
 
GOD, HIS PERFECTIONS. II 
 
 3 Thy voice produced the seas and spheres, 
 Bids the waves roar and planets shine; 
 But nothing like thyself appears 
 Through all these spacious works of thine. 
 
 4 Still restless nature dies and grows; 
 From change to change the cieatures run: 
 Thy being no succession knows, 
 
 And all thy vast designs are one. 
 
 5 Thrones and dominions round thee fall, 
 And worship in submissive forms; 
 Thy presence shakes this lower ball, 
 This little dwelling-place of worms, 
 
 6 How shall affrighted mortals dare 
 To sing thy glory or thy grace? 
 Beneath thy feet wc lie so far, 
 And see but shadows of thy face! 
 
 7 "Who can behold the glorious light? 
 Who can approach consuming flame? 
 None but thy wisdom knows thy might, 
 None but thy word can speak thy name. 
 
 i| HYMN 11. C. M. Smart 
 
 Incomprehensibility. 
 Job It: 7. Canst thou, by searching, find out God? 
 
 1 /CELESTIAL King, our spirits lie 
 Xy Trembling beneath thy feet, 
 And wish, and cast a longing eye, 
 
 To reach thy lofty seat. 
 
 2 In thee what endless wonders meet! 
 
 What various glories shine! 
 The dazzling rays too fiercely beat 
 Upon our fainting mind. 
 
 3 Angels are lost in glad surprise, 
 
 If thou unveil thy gTace; 
 And humble awe runs through the skies, 
 When wrath arrays thy face. 
 
 4 Created powers, how weak they be! 
 
 How short our praises fall! 
 
 So much akin to nothing, we, 
 
 And thou, the eternal All. 
 
 5 Lord, here we bend our humble souls, 
 
 And awfully adore; 
 For the weaypiuirjms of our minds 
 Can afceteh a thought no more. 
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t% 13 GOD, HIS PERFECTIONS. 
 
 12 
 
 HYMN. C. M. Steele. 
 
 Love. 
 
 1 John 4: 8. God is Love. 
 
 1 A MID the splendor of thy state, 
 f\- My God, thy love appears 
 
 With the soft radiance of the moon 
 Among a thousand stars. 
 
 2 Nature, through all her ample round, 
 
 Thy boundless power proclaims, 
 And, in melodious accent, speaks 
 The goodness of thy names. 
 
 3 Thy justice, holiness, and truth, 
 
 Our solemn awe excite; 
 But the sweet charms of sovereign grace 
 O'er whelm us with delight. 
 
 4 Sinai, in clouds, and smoke, and fire, 
 
 Thunders thy dreadful name; 
 ButSion sings, in melting notes, 
 The honors of the Lamb. 
 
 In all thy doctrines and commands, 
 
 Thy counsels and designs; 
 In every work thy hands have framed, 
 Thy love supremely shines. 
 6 Angels and men the news proclaim 
 Through earih and heaven above, 
 The joyful and transporting news, 
 That God, the Lord, is Love! 
 
 l o HYMN. C. M. 
 
 AU Love of God. 
 
 I John, 3: 16. Hereby perceive we the love of God, be- 
 cause he laid down his life for vs. 
 
 1 /^lOME, ye that know and fear the Lord, 
 v./ And raise your souls above; 
 
 Let every heart and voice accord, 
 To sing, that God is Love. 
 
 2 This precious truth his word declares, 
 
 And all his mercies prove; 
 
 Jesus, the Gift of gifts, appears, 
 
 To show, that God is Love. 
 
 3 Behold his patience, bearing long 
 
 With those who from him rove, 
 Till mighty grace their hearts subdu 
 To teach them God is love. 
 
GOD, HIS PERFECTIONS. M 
 
 4 The work began is carried on, 
 
 By pow'r from heav'n above; 
 
 And every step, from H rst to last, 
 
 Proclaims that God is love. 
 
 5 And, 0! that yon, whose hardened hearta 
 
 No feors of hell can move, 
 May hear the gospel's mildest voice, 
 That tells you God is love. 
 
 6 Thousands, once vile and base as you, 
 
 Surround the throne above; 
 The grace that chang'd, has tun'd their hearta 
 To sing that God is love. 
 
 7 may we all, while here below, 
 
 The best of blessings prove; 
 Till warmer hearts, in brighter worlds, 
 Proclaim that God is love. 
 
 14 HYMN. L. M. N— . 
 
 Mora! perfections of the Deity imitated. 
 Matth. 5: 48. Be ye perfect, as your Father, 6rc. 
 
 1 /^1 REAT Author of the immortal mind! 
 
 VJ For noblest thoughts and views designed, 
 Make me ambitious to express 
 The image of thy holiness. 
 
 2 While I thy boundless love admire, 
 Grant me to catch the sacred fire; 
 Thus shall my heavenly birth be known, 
 And for thy child thou wilt me own. 
 
 3 Father, I see thy sun arise 
 
 To cheer thy friends and enemies; 
 
 And, when thy rain from heaven descends, 
 
 Thy bounty both alike befriends. 
 
 4 Enlarge my soul with love like thine; 
 My moral powers by grace refine; 
 
 So shall 1 teel another's wo, 
 And cheerful feed a hungry foe. 
 
 5 I hope fnr pardon, through thy Son, 
 For all the crimes which 1 have done; 
 O, may the grace that pardons me, 
 Constrain me to forgive like thee ! 
 
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15, 16 GOD, HIS PERFECTIONS. 
 
 1 ^ HYMN. L. M. Upton's Selection. 
 
 X ^ Mnjpgty of God. 
 
 Psalm 104: 1. Lord, thou art clothed with honor and 
 majesty. 
 
 1 TP^O thou, my soul, iu sacred lays, 
 J_>^ Attempt thy great Creator's praise; 
 But, 0, what tongue can speak his fame! 
 What mortal verse can reach the theme! 
 
 2 Before his throne a glittering band 
 Of Seraphim and angels stand; 
 Etherial spirits, who, in flight, 
 Outwing the active rays of light. 
 
 3 To God all nature owes its birth; 
 
 He formed this pond'rous globe of earth, 
 He raised the glorious arch on high, 
 And measured out the azure sky. 
 
 4 In all our Maker's grand designs, 
 Omnipotence, with wisdom, shines: 
 
 His works, through all this wond'rous frame, 
 Bear the great impress of his name. 
 
 5 Raised on devotion's lofty wing, 
 Do thou, my soul, his glories sing; 
 And let his praise employ thy tongue, 
 Till listening worlds applaud the song. 
 
 16 HYMN. C. M. Scott. 
 
 Ormii present. 
 Eph. 1: 23- That filleth all in all. 
 
 1 f^ RE AT GOD, thy penetrating eye 
 vJT Pervades my inmost powers: 
 With awe profound my wondering soul 
 
 Falls prostrate, and adores. 
 
 2 To be encompassed round with God, 
 
 The holy and the just: 
 Armed with omnipotence to save, 
 Or crumble me to dust — 
 
 3 Oh, how tremendous is the thought! 
 
 Deep may it be i m press' d! 
 And may thy spirit firmly grave 
 This truth within my breast 1 
 
 4 Begirt with thee, my fearless soul 
 
 The gloomy vale shall tread; 
 Arid thou wilt bind th' immortal crown 
 Of glory on my head. 
 
GOD, HIS PERFECTIONS. 17, IS 
 
 •17 HYMN. CM. Benjamin. 
 
 God omnipresent. 
 
 1 npHE Lord, the high and holy One. 
 
 X Is present every where; 
 Go to the regions of the sun, 
 And thou wilt find him there! 
 
 2 Go to the secret ocean caves, 
 
 Where man hath never trod, 
 And there, beneath the flashing waves, 
 Will be thy Maker, God! 
 
 3 Fly swiftly on the morning's wing, 
 
 To distant realms away. 
 Where birds, in jewelled plumage sing 
 The advent of the day; 
 
 4 And where the lion seeks his lair, 
 
 And reindeer bounds alone — 
 God's presence makes the desert fair, 
 And cheers the frozen zone. 
 
 5 All nature speaks of Him who made 
 
 The land, and sea, and sky; 
 The fruits that fall, the leaves that fade, 
 The flowers that bloom to die; 
 
 6 The lofty mount, the lowly vale, 
 
 The lasting forest trees, 
 The rocks that battle with the gale, 
 The ever-rolling seas, 
 
 7 All tell the Omnipresent Lord, 
 
 The God of boundless might — 
 In every age and clime adored, 
 Whose dwelling is the light. 
 
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 HYMN. C. M. B. Kirk White. 
 Omnipotent. 
 Ps. 6: 11. Power belangtth to God. 
 
 1 rpHE Lord our God is clothed with might, 
 -*- The winds obey his will: 
 
 He speaks — and in his heavenly height 
 The rolling sun stands still. 
 
 2 Rebel, ye waves — and o'er the land 
 
 With threatening aspect roar! 
 
 The Lord uplifts his awful hand, 
 
 And chains you to the shore. 
 
 3 Howl, winds of night! your force combine! 
 
 Without h\% high behest, 
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19, 20 GOD, HIS PERFECTIONS. 
 
 Ye shall not, in the mountain pine, 
 Disturb the sparrow's nest. 
 
 4 His voice sublime is heard afar, 
 
 In distant peals it dies; 
 He yokes the whirlwinds to his ear, 
 And sweeps the howling skies. 
 
 5 Ye nations bend — in reverence bend; 
 
 Ye monarchs, wait his nod, 
 And bid the choral song ascend 
 To celebrate our God. 
 
 |9 HYMN. L. M. Xeedham. 
 
 Omniscient. 
 
 Heb. 4: 13. All {Jungs are opened unto the eyes of Him. 
 
 1 A WAKE, my tongue, thy tribute bring 
 XA_ To him who gave thee power to sing; 
 Praise him, who is all praise above, 
 
 The source of wisdom and of love. 
 
 2 How vast his knowledge! how profound! 
 
 A depth where all our thoughts are drown'd! 
 The stars he numbers — and their names 
 He gives to all those heavenly flames. 
 
 3 Through each bright world above, behold 
 Ten thousand thousand charms unfold; 
 Earth, air, and mighty seas combine, 
 
 To speak his wisdom all divine. 
 5 But in redemption, 0, what grace! 
 Its wonders, 0, what thought can trace! 
 Here wisdom shines forever bright — 
 Praise him, my soul, with sweet delight. 
 
 OH HYMN. L M. W/iitefield. 
 
 FnsparehaWe. 
 Ps. 125, Paraphrased. 
 
 1 T ORD, how mysterious are thy ways! 
 
 _S_J How blind arp we, how mean our praise; 
 Thy steps no mortal eyes explore; 
 'Tis ours to wonder and adore. 
 
 2 Thy purposes from CTeatnre sight 
 Are hid in shades of awful night; 
 Amid the lines, with curious eye, 
 Not angel minds presume to pry. 
 
 3 Great God! I do not ask to sea 
 What in futuritv shall be; 
 
GOD, HIS PERFECTIONS. 21, 2*1 
 
 Let light and bliss attend my days, 
 And then my future hours be praise. 
 
 4 Are darkness and distress my share? 
 Give me to trust thy guardian care: 
 Enough for me, if love divine 
 
 At length through every cloud shall shine. 
 
 5 Yet this my soul desire to know, 
 Be this my only wish below; 
 
 "That Christ is mine!*' this great request 
 Grant, bounteous God, and 1 am blest. 
 
 Ol HYMN. L. M. 
 
 < * wA Ppiri uality of God. 
 
 John 24: 4. God is a spirit. 
 
 1 rpHOU art, God! a spirit pure, 
 
 X Invisible to mortal eyes; 
 TV immortal aad the eternal King, 
 The great, the good, the only wise. 
 
 2 Whilst nature changes, and her works 
 Corrupt, decay, dissolve, and die, 
 Thy essence pure no change shall see, 
 Secure of immortality. 
 
 3 Thou great Invisible! what hand 
 Can draw thy image spotless fair? 
 To what in heaven, to what on earth. 
 Can men the immortal King compare! 
 
 4 L«t stupid heathen frame their gods 
 Of gold and silver, wood and stone; 
 Ours is the God that made the heavens; 
 Jehovah he, and God alone. 
 
 5 My soul, thy purest homage pay, 
 In truth a-nd spirit Him adore; 
 
 More shall this please thansacrificf — 
 Than outward forms delight Him more. 
 
 OO HYMN 22. C. M. Watts' Lyrics. 
 
 Sovereignty. 
 
 Psalm 102* 19. His kingdom ruletk over all. 
 I T7~EEP silence, all created things, 
 Jl\. And wait your Maker's nod; 
 My soul stands trembling while she sings 
 The honors of her God. 
 f 2 Life, death and hell, and worlds unknown-, 
 Rang on his firm decree 
 
23 GOD, HIS PERFECTIONS. 
 
 He sits on no precarious throne, 
 
 Nor borrows leave to be. 
 3 Chained to his throne, a volume lies, 
 
 With all the fates of men. 
 With every angel's form and size, 
 
 Drawn by th' Eternal pen. 
 
 4 His providence unfolds the book, 
 
 And makes hi* counsels shine; 
 Each opening leaf and every stroke 
 Fulfills some deep design. 
 
 5 Here he exalts neglected worms 
 
 To scepters and a crown: 
 And there the following page he turns 
 And treads the monarch down. 
 
 6 Not Gabriel asks the reason why; 
 
 Nor God the reason gives; 
 
 Nor dares the favorite angel pry 
 
 Between the folded leaves. 
 
 7 My God, I would not long to see 
 
 My fate wiih curious eyes — 
 What gloomy lines are writ forme, 
 Or what bright scenes arise. 
 
 8 In thy fair book of life and grace, 
 
 may 1 find my name 
 Recorded in some humble place, 
 Beneath my Lord, the Lamb. 
 
 90 HYMN. L, M. Watts' Lyrics. 
 
 **** Supreme nn ■ Pelf sufficient. 
 
 1 Cor. 15: 23. That God maybe all in alL 
 
 1 "VTTHAT is our God, or what his name. 
 
 * » Nor men can learn, nor an?els teach; 
 He dwells concealed in radiant flame, 
 Where neither eyes nor thoughts can reach* 
 
 2 The spacious worlds of heavenly light, 
 Compared with him, how short they fall I 
 They are too dark, and he too bright; 
 Nothing are they, and God is all. 
 
 3 He spoke the wond'rons woid, and lo! 
 Creation rose at his command; 
 Whirlwinds and seas their limits know„ 
 Bound in the hollow of his hand. 
 
GOD, HIS PERFECTIONS. 21 
 
 4 There rests the earth, there rolls the spheres, 
 There nature learn, and feels her prop: 
 
 But his own self-sufficienc-e bears 
 The weight of his own glories up. 
 
 5 The tide of creatures ebbs and flows, 
 Measuring their changes by the moon: 
 IS'o ebb his sea of glory knows; 
 
 His age is one eternal noon. 
 -6 Then fly, my 3ong, an endless round, 
 The lofty tune let Gabriel raise; 
 All nature dwell upon the sound, 
 But we can ne'er fuirili the praise.] 
 
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 HYMN. L. M. 2V-. 
 
 TiUth and ikitlifuhn ss. 
 
 2Jum. 23: 19. Hath he said, and shall he not do it? 
 
 1 "\7"E humble saints, proclaim abroad 
 
 JL The honors of a faithful God; 
 How just HKd true are all his ways! 
 How much above your highest praise! 
 
 2 The words his sacred lips declare, 
 Of his own mind ihe image bear: 
 
 "What should him tempt, from frailty free, 
 Blest in his self-sufficiency? 
 -o He will not his great self deny; 
 A God of truth can never lie: 
 As well might he his being quit 
 As break his oath, or word lorget. 
 
 4 Let frighted rivers change their course, 
 Or backward hasten to their source; 
 Swift through the air let rocks be hurled, 
 And mountains like the chaff be whirled; 
 
 5 Let suns and stars forget to rise, 
 Or quit their stations in the skies; 
 Let heaven and earth both pass away, 
 Eternal truth shall ne'er decay. 
 
 6 True to his word, God gave his Son 
 
 To die for crimes which men had done: 
 Blest pledge! he never will revoke 
 A single promise he has epoke. 
 
25, 26 GOD, HIS PERFECTIONS. 
 
 or, HYMN. CM. 
 
 ~° Trinity of 4r*»d. 
 
 Gen. 1: 26. And God said, let us vidkt man, 
 
 1 XT AIL! holy, holy, holy Lord! 
 
 O. Whom One in Three we know; 
 By all thy heavenly host ador'd, 
 By all thy church below. 
 
 2 One undivided Trinity, 
 
 With triumph we proclaim; 
 The universe is full of thee, 
 And speaks thy glorious name. 
 Z Thee, holy Father, we confess; 
 Thee, holy Son, adore; 
 Spirit of Truth and Holiness, 
 We worship evermore. 
 
 4 The incommunicable ri?ht, 
 
 Almighty God, receive? 
 Which angel-choirs, and saints in light, 
 And saints embodied give. 
 
 5 Three Persons equally divine 
 
 We magnify and love; 
 And both the choirs ere long shall join 
 To sing thy praise above. 
 
 6 Hail! holy, holy, holy Lord, 
 
 (Our heavenly song shall be,) 
 Supremo, essential One, ador'd 
 \n co-eternal Three! 
 
 26 HYMN. L. M, 
 
 Truth and ni^fcy oi Oort. 
 Ps, 23: 4. X'zy rod and thy staff they comfort me, 
 
 1 |N grateful songs we will record, 
 
 JL The truth v.ad mercy of the Lord; 
 Whose kindness never shall remove. 
 From those he condescends to love I 
 
 2 With all hi? saints his cov'nant stood, 
 And now 'tis seal'd with Jesus' blood: 
 His faithfulness shall still endure, 
 His promise is forever sure. 
 
 3 What though the earth's foundation more, 
 There'* nought can change eternal love: 
 Let death dissolve our feeble frame, 
 
 In life a«d death, he is the s^me. 
 
GOD, HIS PERFECTIONS. 27, 28 
 
 4 When called to pass that dreary vale, 
 With trembling steps and visage pale, 
 What sweet companions on the road! 
 A peaceful mind! a smiling God! 
 
 27 HYMitf. L.~mT William*. 
 
 * ' Unity of God. 
 
 Deut. 6: 4. The Lord our God is one Lord. 
 
 1 "INTERNAL God! Almighty Cause 
 
 JTj Of earth, and seas, and worlds unknown, 
 All things are subject to thy laws, 
 All things depend on thee alone. 
 
 2 Thy glorious Being singly stands, 
 Of all within itself possest, 
 Controird by none are thy commands 
 Thou from thyself alone art blest. 
 
 3 To thee alone ourselves we owe: 
 
 Let heaven and earth due homage pay; 
 
 All other gods we disavow, 
 
 Deny their claims, renounce their sway. 
 
 4 Spread thy great name through heathen lands; 
 Their idol deities dethrone; 
 
 Reduce the world to thy command; 
 And reign, as thou art, God alone. 
 
 28 HYMN. L. M. Beddome. 
 
 Wisdom of God. 
 Ps. 136: 5. To him that byvrisdom made the heavens, 
 
 1 TT7AIT, Omy soul, thy Maker's will; 
 
 ? V Tumultuous passions, all be still; 
 Nor let a murmuring thought arise; 
 His ways are just, his counsels wise. 
 
 2 He in the thickest darkness dwells, 
 Performs his w r ork, the cause conceals; 
 But, though his methods are unknown, 
 Judgment and truth support his throne. 
 
 3 In heaven, and earth, and air, and seas, 
 He executes his firm decrees; 
 
 And by his saints it stands confest, 
 That what he does is ever best. 
 
 4 Wait then, my soul, submissive wait, 
 Prostrate before his awful seat; 
 And, 'midst the terrors of his rod, 
 Trust in a wise and gracious God. 
 
29, 30 GOD, HIS PERFECTIONS. 
 
 9Q HYMN. L. M. Stennett. 
 
 ^^ A sons of Praise to G«d. 
 
 Ps. 150: 6. Let every thing that hath breath praise. 
 
 1 rp God, the universal Kins:, 
 
 4- Let all mankind their tribute bring, 
 All that have breath, your voices raise, 
 In songs of never-ceasing praise. 
 
 2 The spacious earth on which we tread, 
 And wider heavens stretch' d o'er our head, 
 A large and solemn temple frame 
 
 To celebrate its Builder's fame. 
 
 3 Here the bright sun, that rules the day, 
 As through the sky he makes his way, 
 To all the world proclaims aloud 
 
 The boundless sov'reignty of God. 
 
 4 When from his courts the sun retires, 
 And with the day his voice expires, 
 The moon and stars adopt the song, 
 And through the night the praise prolong. 
 
 5 But man, endow* d with nobler powers, 
 His God in nobler strains adores; 
 
 His is the gift to know the song, 
 As well as sing with tuneful tongue. 
 
 on HYMN. C. M. Watts. 
 
 OU Trinity— doctrine of the. 
 
 Eph. 2: 18. Through him— by one Spirit to the Father. 
 
 1 T7UTHER of glory! to thy name 
 J? Immortal praise we give, 
 Who dost an act of grace proclaim, 
 
 And bid us rebels live. 
 
 2 Immortal honour to the Son, 
 
 Who makes thine anger cease; 
 Our lives he ransom' d with his own, 
 And died to make our peace. 
 
 3 To thy Almighty Spirit be 
 
 Immortalglory given, 
 Whose influence brings us near to thee, 
 And trains us up for heaven. 
 
 4 Let men, with their united voice, 
 
 Adore th' eternal God, 
 And spread his honours and their joys 
 Through nations fax abroad. 
 
CREATION AND PROVIDENCE. 31, 32 
 
 5 Let faith, and love, and duty join, 
 One general song to raise; 
 Let saints in earth and heaven combine 
 In harmony and praise. 
 
 CREATION AND PROVIDENCE. 
 
 31 HYMN. L. M. Needham. 
 
 A Summary view of— the Crt alien. 
 
 Gen. 1. Chapter. 
 
 Ps. 103: 22. Bless the Lord all his works in all places 
 
 of his dominion. 
 
 1 T OOK up, ye saints! direct your eyes 
 
 I A To him who dwells above the skies; 
 With your glad notes his praise rehearse 
 Who form'd the mighty universe. 
 
 2 He spoke, and, from the womb of night, 
 At once sprang up the cheering light: 
 Him discord heard; and, at his nod, 
 Beauty awoke, and spoke the God. 
 
 3 The word he gave, th' obedient sun 
 Began his glorious course to run; 
 Nor silver moon, nor stars delay 
 To glide along the ethereal way. 
 
 4 Teeming with life, — air, earth, and sea> 
 Obey th' Almighty's high decree! 
 
 To every tribe he gives their food, 
 Then speaks the whole divinely good. 
 
 5 But, to complete the wondrous plan, 
 From earth and dust he fashions man: 
 In man the last, in him the best, 
 
 The Maker's image stands confest. 
 
 6 Lord, while thy glorious works I view, 
 Form thou my heart and soul anew; 
 Here bid thy purest light to shine, 
 And beauty glow with charms divine! 
 
 oo HYMN. C. M. WatVs Lyrics. 
 
 * ** A Song to Creating Wisdom. 
 
 1 "OTERNAL Wisdom, thee we praise! 
 Hj Thee the creation sings! 
 With thy lov'd name, rocks, hills, and seas, 
 And heaven's high palace rings. 
 
33 CREATION AND PROVIDENCE. 
 
 2 Thy hand how wide it spread the sky! 
 
 How glorious to behoid! 
 Ting'd with a blue of heavenly dye, 
 And starr' d with sparkling gold. 
 
 3 Thy glories blaze all nature round, 
 
 And strike the gazing sight, 
 Through skies, and seas and solid ground, 
 With terror and delight. 
 
 4 Infinite strength, and equal skill, 
 
 Shine through the worlds abroad, 
 Our souls with vast amazement fill, 
 And speak the builder God. 
 
 5 But still the wonders of thy grace 
 
 Our softer passions move; 
 Pity divine in Jesus' face 
 We see, adore, and love. 
 
 33 HYMN. L. M. Doddridge. 
 
 food's Goo-iness to the Children ot Mm. 
 Ps. 107. 31. Praise the Lord for his Goodness* 
 
 1 ~V7"E sons of men, with joy record 
 
 X The various wonders of the Lord, 
 And let his powei and goodness sound 
 Through all your tribes the earth around. 
 
 2 Let the high heavens your songs invite, 
 Those spacious fields of brilliant light; 
 Where sun, and moon, and planets roll; 
 And stars that glow from pole to pole. 
 
 3 Sing, earth, in verdant robes array'd — 
 Its herbs and flowers, its fruit and shade; 
 Peopled with life of various forms, 
 
 Of fish, and fowl, and beasts, and worms, 
 
 4 View the broad sea's majestic plains, 
 And think how wide its Maker reigns; 
 That hand remotest nations joins, 
 
 And on each wave his goodness shines. 
 
 5 But, Oh! that brighter world above, 
 Where lives and reigns incarnate love! 
 God's only Son, in flesh array'd. 
 
 For man a bleeding victim made. 
 
 6 Thither, my soul, with rapture soar! 
 There, in the land of praise, adore, 
 The theme demands an angel's lay- 
 Demands ail everlasting day. 
 
CREATION AND PROVIDENCE. 34, 35 
 
 34 HYMN. L. M. 
 
 Provideiu-e. 
 
 Ps. 65: 9. TJloil prcparest them corn token thou hast so 
 
 •provided for it. 
 
 1 HPHY ways, Lord! with wise design, 
 -*- Are fram'd upon thy throne above, 
 
 And every dark and bending line 
 Meets in the centre of thy love. 
 
 2 With feeble light, and half obscure, 
 Poor mortals thy arrangements view; 
 Not knowing that the least are sure, 
 And the mysterious just and true. 
 
 3 Thy flock, thy own peculiar care, 
 Though now they seem to roam uney'd, 
 Are led or driven only where 
 
 They best and safest may abide. 
 
 4 They neither know nor trace the way, 
 But, trusting to thy piercing eye, 
 None of their feet to ruin stray, 
 
 Nor shall the weakest fall or die. 
 
 5 My favour'd soul shall meekly learn 
 To lay her reason at thy throne; 
 Too weak thy secrets to discern, 
 I'll trust thee for my guide alone. 
 
 35 HYMN. L. M. 
 
 Providence. 
 
 Ps. 36: 60. Lord thou preservest man and beast, 
 
 1 rpHE earth, and all the heavenly frame, 
 -*• Their great Creator's love proclaim; 
 
 He gives the sun his genial power, 
 And sheds the soft, refreshing shower. 
 
 2 The ground with plenty blooms again, 
 And yields her various fruits to men; 
 To men, who, from thy bounteous hand, 
 Pteceive the gifts of every land. 
 
 3 Nor to the human race nlone 
 
 Is his paternal goodness shown; 
 The tribes of earth, and sea, and air, 
 Enjoy his universal care. 
 
 4 Not e'en a sparrow yields his breath, 
 Till God permits tne stroke of death; 
 He hears the ravens when they call, 
 The Father, and the Friend of all. 
 
36, 37 CREATION AND PROVIDENCE. 
 
 36 HYMN. CM. Steele. 
 
 Creation and Providence. 
 Math. 10: 30. The very hairs of your head are all num- 
 bered. 
 
 1 T ORD, when our raptur'd thought surveys 
 .1 1 Creation's beauties o'er, 
 
 All nature joins to teach thy praise, 
 And bids our souls adore. 
 
 2 Where'er we turn our gazing eyes, 
 
 Thy radiant footsteps shine: 
 Ten thousand pleasing wonders rise, 
 And speak their source divine. 
 
 3 The living tribes of countless forms, 
 
 In earth, and sea, and air, 
 The meanest flies, the smallest worms, 
 Almighty power declare. 
 
 4 Thy wisdom, power, and goodness, Lord, 
 
 In all thy works appear: 
 And, 0! let man thy praise Tecord — 
 Man thy distinguished care! 
 
 5 From thee, the breath of life be drew; 
 
 That breath thy power maintains; 
 Thy tender mercy, ever new, 
 His brittle frame sustains. 
 G Yet nobler favours claim his praise, 
 Of reason's light possess'd; 
 J3y revelation's brightest rays 
 Still more divinely bless'd. 
 
 7 Thy providence his constant guard, 
 
 When threat' ning woes impend, 
 Or will the impending dangers ward, 
 Or timely succours lend. 
 
 8 On us that providence has shone, 
 
 With gentle, smiling rays; 
 0, may our lips and lives make known 
 Thy goodness and thy praise! 
 
 37 HYMN. L. M. 
 
 _ ProvJdpnco equitable and kind, Psalm 107. 
 
 Ps. 50: 6. And the heavens shall declare his righteous- 
 ness. 
 1 HPHROUGH all the various shifting scene 
 -*- Of life's mistaken ill or good, 
 Thy hand, God! conducts unseen 
 The beautiful vicissitude. 
 
CREATION AND PROVIDENCE. 38 
 
 2 Thou givest with paternal care, 
 Howe'er unjustly we complain, 
 To each their necessary share 
 Of joy and sorrow, health and pain. 
 
 3 Trust we to youth, or friends, or power? 
 Fix we on this terrestrial ball? 
 When most secure, the coming hour, 
 
 If thou see fit, may blast them all. 
 
 4 When lowest sunk with grief and shame, 
 Fill'd with affliction's bitter cup, 
 
 Lost to relations, friends, and fame, 
 Thy powerful hand can raise us up. 
 o Thy powerful consolations cheer, 
 Thy smiles suppress the deep-fetch'd sigh, 
 Thy hand can dry the trickling tear 
 That secret wets the widow's eye. 
 
 6 All things on earth, and all in heaven, 
 On thy eternal will depend; 
 And all for greater good were given, 
 And all shall in thy glory end. 
 
 7 This be my care; to all beside 
 Indifferent let m> wishes be ; 
 'Passion be calm, and dumb be pride, 
 'And fix'd, God, my soul on thee.' 
 
 OQ HYMN. C. M. Cowper. 
 
 u The Mysteries of Providence. 
 
 Horn. 8: 28. All tilings work together for good to them 
 that love God. 
 
 1 /^l OD moves in a mysterious way 
 \J His wonders 10 perform; 
 
 He plants his footsteps in the sea, 
 And rides upon the storm. 
 
 2 Deep in unfathomable mines 
 
 Of never-failing skill, 
 He treasures up his bright designs, 
 And works his so v' reign will. 
 
 3 Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take, 
 
 The clouds ye so much dread 
 Are big with mercy, and shall break 
 In blessings on your head. 
 
 4 Jndge not the Lord by feeble sense, 
 
 But trust him for his grace; 
 Behind a frowning providence, 
 He hides a smiling face. 
 
39, 40 CREATION AND PROVIDENCE. 
 
 5 His purposes will ripen fast, 
 
 Unfolding every hour; 
 The bud may have a bitter taste, 
 But sweet will be the flower. 
 
 6 Blind unbelief is sure to err, 
 
 And scan his work in vain; 
 God is his own interpreter, 
 And he will make it plain. 
 
 QQ HYMN. C. 21 H. A\ IVhite. 
 
 The Mysteries of Providence. 
 Job. 11: 7. Can st thou find out the Almighty to per- 
 fection. 
 
 1 HPHY way, Lord is in the sea; 
 -*- Thy paths I cannot trace, 
 Nor comprehend the mystery 
 
 Of thine unbounded grace. 
 
 2 'Tis but in part I know thy will; 
 
 I bless thee for the sight: 
 When will thy love the rest reveal, 
 In glory's clearer light? 
 
 3 With rapture shall I then survey 
 
 Thy providence and grace; 
 
 And spend an everlasting day, 
 
 In wonder, love and praise. 
 
 40 
 
 HYMN. C. M. Beddome. 
 
 Mv^tetips To he explained hereafter. 
 
 John 13: 7. Thou shalt know hereafter. 
 
 1 ^iREAT God of providence! thy ways 
 ^*~ Are hid from mortal sight; 
 Wrapt in impenetrable shades, 
 
 Or cloth' d with dazzling light. 
 
 2 The wond' rous methods of thy grace 
 
 Evade the human eye; 
 The nearer we attempt t' approach, 
 The farther off they fly. 
 
 3 But in the world of bliss above 
 
 Where thou dost ever reign, 
 These mysteries shall be all unveil'd, 
 And not a doubt remain. 
 
 4 The Sun of righteousness shall there 
 
 His brightest beams display, 
 And not a hovering cloud obscure 
 That never-ending day. 
 
41 
 
 CREATION AND PKOYIDENCE. 41, 42 
 
 HYMN. CM. Addison. 
 The Traveller's Psalm, Q 
 Ps. 16: 11. Thou wilt shew me the path of life. 
 
 1 TTOW are thy servants bless'd, Lord! 
 Xl 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 unhurt, 
 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 to 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 moTe. 
 
 6 Out life, while thou preserv'st that life, 
 
 Thy sacrifice shall be; 
 And death, when death shall be our lot, 
 Shall join our souls to thee. 
 
 42 
 
 HYMN. C. M. Steele. 
 
 Praise for the Blessings of Providence. 
 
 Psalm 139. 
 
 1 A LMIGHTY Father, gracious Lord, 
 
 A Kind guardian of my days, 
 Thy mercies let my heart record 
 In songs of grateful praise. 
 
 2 In'life's first dawn, my tender frame 
 
 Was thy indulgent care, 
 Long ere I could pronounce thy name, 
 Or breathe the infant prayer. 
 
 3 [Around my path what dangers rose! 
 
 What snares spread all my road! 
 
43 CREATION AND PROVIDENCE. 
 
 No power could guard me from my foes, 
 But my preserver, God. 
 
 4 How many blessings round me shone, 
 
 Where'er I turn'd my eye! 
 How many passed, almost unknown, 
 Or unregarded by! J 
 
 5 But, I adore thee, gracious Lord! 
 
 For favors more divine; 
 That I have known thy sacred w-ord, 
 Where all thy glories shine. 
 
 6 Lord, when this mortal frame decays, 
 
 And every weakness dies, 
 Complete the wonders of thy grace, 
 And raise me to the skies. 
 
 7 Then shall my joyful powers unite 
 
 Jn more exalted lays, 
 And join the happy sons of light 
 In everlasting praise. 
 
 43 HYMN. L. M. Cowper. 
 
 Grace and Providence. 
 1 Tim. 6: 17. Who giveth us richly all things to enjoy, 
 
 1 A LMIGHTY King! whose wondrous hand 
 /TL Supports the weight of sea and land; 
 
 Whose grace is such a boundless store, 
 No heart shall break that sighs for more. 
 
 2 Thy providence supplies my food, 
 And 'tis thy blessing makes it good; 
 My soul is nourished by thy word; 
 Let soul and body praise the Lord. 
 
 3 My streams of outward comfort came 
 From him who built this earthly frame; 
 What'er I want his bounty gives, 
 
 By whom my soul forever lives. 
 
 4 Either his hand preserves from pain, 
 Or, if I feel it, heals again; 
 
 From Satan's malice shields my breast, 
 Or overrules it for the best. 
 
 5 Forgive the song that falls so low 
 Beneath the gratitude I owe; 
 
 It means thy praise, however poor: 
 An angel'? song can do no more. 
 
CREATION AND PROVIDENCE. 41, 45 
 
 A A HYMN. C. M. Addison. 
 
 "^* Gratitude for Divine Fnvo-s. 
 
 1 Chron. 14: 31. give tkanks unto the Lord, for his 
 mtrcy endureth forever. 
 
 1 TYTHEN all thy mercies, my God, 
 
 VV My rising sou] surveys, 
 Transported with the view, I'm lost, 
 In wonder, love and praise. 
 
 2 To all my weak complaints and cries 
 
 Thy mercy lent an ear, 
 Ere yet my ieeble thoughts had learned 
 To form themselves in prayer. 
 
 3 Unnumbered comforts on my soul 
 
 Thy tender care bestowed, 
 Before my infant heart conceived 
 From whom those comforts flowed. 
 
 4 When in the slippery paths of youth, 
 
 With heedless step I ran, 
 Thine arm, unseen, conveyed me safe, 
 And led me up to man; 
 
 5 Through every period of my life, 
 
 Thy goodness I'll pursue; 
 And after death, in distant worlds. 
 The glorious theme renew. 
 
 6 Through all eternity, to thee 
 
 A joyful song I'll raise; 
 
 For, 0! eternity 's too short 
 
 To utter all thy praise. 
 
 45 HYMN. CM. Williams. 
 
 Truat in Providence. 
 Ps. US: 8. It is better to trust in the Lord, than to put 
 
 confidence in man. 
 
 1 TTTHILST thee I seek, protecting Power! 
 
 * * Be my vain wishes still'dj 
 And may this consecrated hour, 
 With "better hopes be fllPd. 
 
 2 Thy love the pow'r of thought bestow' d, 
 
 to thee my thoughts would soar; 
 Thy mercy o'er my life has fiow'd; 
 That mercy I adore. 
 
 3 In each event of life, how clear 
 
 Thy ruling hand I see! 
 
46 THE FALL OF MAN. 
 
 Each blessing to my soul most dear, 
 Because conferred by thee. 
 
 4 In every joy that crowns my days, 
 
 In every pain I bear, 
 My heart shall find delight in praise, 
 Or seek relief in prayer. 
 
 5 When gladness wings my favor'dhour, 
 
 Thy love my thoughts shall fill; 
 Resign' d when storms of sorrow low'r, 
 My soul shall meet thy will. 
 
 6 My lifted eye, without a tear, 
 
 The gath'ring storm shall see; 
 My steadfast heart shall know no fear; 
 That heart will rest on thee. 
 
 THE FALL OF MAN. 
 
 46 HYMN. L. M. Watts' Lyrics. 
 
 Original sin. 
 Rom. 5: 12. By oneman sin entered into the world, 
 
 1 A DAM, our father and our head, 
 
 /A. Transgress'd, and justice doom'd us dead: 
 The fiery law speaks all despair, 
 There's "no reprieve nor pardon there. 
 
 2 Call a bright council in the skies; 
 Seraphs, the mighty and the wise, 
 Speak; are you strong to bear the load, 
 The weighty vengeance of a God? 
 
 3 In vain we ask; for all around 
 
 Stand silent through the heavenly ground; 
 There's not a glorious mind above 
 Has half the strength or half the love. 
 
 4 But, 0! what immeasurable grace! 
 Th' eternal Son takes Adam's place; 
 Down to our world the Saviour flies, _ 
 Stretches his arms, and bleeds, and dies. 
 
 5 Amaziug work! look down ye skies, 
 Wonder and gaze with all your eyes! 
 Ye saints below, and saints above, 
 All bow to his mysterious love. 
 
THE FALL OF MAN. 47, 48 
 
 A1 HYMN. CM. StennetL 
 
 Indwelling sin lamented. 
 Rom. 7: 21. I find then a law, that when 1 would do good 
 
 evil is present with me. 
 
 1 "VXTITH tears of anguish I lament, 
 
 * * Here at thy feet, my God, 
 My passion, pride, and discontent, 
 And vile ingratitude. 
 
 2 Sure there was ne'er a heart so base, 
 
 So false as mine has been; 
 So faithless to its promises, 
 So prone to every sin! 
 
 3 My reason tells me thy commands 
 
 Are holy, just, and true; 
 Tells me whate'er my God demands 
 Is his most righteous due. 
 
 4 Reason I hear, her councils weigh, 
 
 And all her words approve; 
 But still I rind it hard t' obey, 
 And harder yet to love. 
 
 5 How long, dear Saviour, shall I feel 
 
 These stragglings in my breast? 
 When wilt thou bow my stubborn will, 
 And give my conscience rest? 
 
 6 Break, sov'reign grace, break the charm, 
 
 And set the captive free: 
 Reveal, Almighty God, thine arm, 
 And haste to rescue me. 
 
 
 AQ HYMN. S. M. 
 
 ^O The evil Heart. 
 
 Heb. 3: 12. Lest there be in any of you an evil heart, 
 1 A STONISH'D and distress'd, 
 jljl I turn mine eyes within: 
 My heart with loads of guilt opprest, 
 The seat of every sin. 
 What crowds of evil thoughts, 
 What vile affections there! 
 Distrust, presumption, artful guile, 
 Pride, envy, slavish fear. 
 Almighty King of saints, 
 These tyrant lusts subdue; 
 Expel the darkness of my rniau, 
 And all my powers renew. » 
 
49, 50 THE FALL OF MAN. 
 
 4 This done, my cheerful voice 
 Shall loud hosannas raise; 
 My soul shall glow with gratitude, 
 My lips proclaim thy praise. 
 
 JO HYMN. L. M. Doddridge. 
 
 ^^ The Rffects of The Fall Lamented. 
 
 Job 40: 4. Bthold, I am vile; what shall lanswer thee? 
 
 1 A RISE, my tenderest thoughts, arise; 
 f\ To torrents melt my streaming eyes; 
 
 And thou, my heart, with anguish feel 
 Those evils which thou canst not heal. 
 
 2 See human nature sunk in shame; 
 See scandals pour'd on Jesus' name; 
 The Father wounded through the Son; 
 The world abused; the soul undone. 
 
 3 See the short course of vain delight 
 Closing in everlasting night — 
 
 In flames, that no abatement know, 
 Though briny tears for ever flow. 
 
 4 My God, I feel the mournful scene; 
 My bowels yearn o'er dying men; 
 And fain my pity would reclaim, 
 
 And snatch the fire-brand from the flame. 
 
 5 But feebly my compassion proves. 
 And can but weep where most it loveS; 
 Thy own all-saving arm employ. 
 
 And turn the drops of grief to joy. 
 
 50 
 
 HYMN. S. M. 
 Man fallen — Go-t Just and Powerful. 
 Job 9: 2. How shall man be hist with God! 
 
 1 A H, how shall fallen man 
 -£*- Be just before his God! 
 
 If he contend in righteousness, 
 We fall beneath his rod, 
 
 2 If he our ways should mark 
 With strict inquiring eyes, 
 
 Could we for one of thousand faults, 
 A just excuse devise? 
 
 3 All-seeing, powerful God! 
 Who can with thee contend; 
 
 Or who that tries th' unequal strife. 
 Shall prospex in the end?- 
 
THE FALL OF MAN. 51 
 
 The mountains in thy wrath, 
 Their ancient seats forsake! 
 The trembling earth deserts her place, 
 Her rooted pillars shake! 
 ► Ah, how shall guilty man 
 Contend with such a God? 
 None — none can meet him and escape, 
 But through the Saviour's blood. 
 
 51 
 
 HYMN. J,. M. Watts. 
 Ps. ol: 5. lwasskapen in iniquity. 
 
 1 T ORD, we are vile, conceived in sin, 
 I 1 And born unholy and unclean; 
 
 Sprung from the man whose guilty fall, 
 Corrupts his race and taints us all. 
 
 2 Soon as we draw our infant breath, 
 The seeds of sin grow up for death; 
 Thy law demands a perfect heart, 
 But we're defil'd m every part. 
 
 3 Great God, create my heart anew, 
 And form my spirit pure and true; 
 O make me wise betimes, to see 
 My danger and my remedy. 
 
 4 Behold, I fall before thy face; 
 My only refuge is thy grace: 
 
 No outward forms can make me clean, 
 The leprosy lies deep within. 
 
 o Jesus, my God, thy blood alone 
 Hath power sufficient to atone: 
 Thy blood can make me white as snow, 
 No Jewish types can cleanse me so. 
 
 6 While guilt disturbs and breaks my peace, 
 Nor flesh, nor soul hath rest or ease; 
 Lord, let me hear thy pard'ning voice, 
 And make my broken heart rejoice. 
 
53 SCRIPTURE. 
 
 52 
 
 SCRIPTURE. 
 
 HYMN 52. C. M. 
 Ps. 119: 105. Thy word is a lamp to my feet, 
 
 1 TTO W precious is the book divine, 
 JlX By inspiration given! 
 
 Bright as a lamp its doctrines shine 
 To guide our souls to heaven 
 
 2 It sweetly cheers our drooping hearts 
 
 In this dark vale of tears; 
 Life, light, and joy it still imparts, 
 And quells our rising fears. 
 
 3 This lamp, through all the tedious night 
 
 Of life, shall guide our way; 
 Till we behold the clearer light 
 Of an eternal daw 
 
 W 1 
 
 5Q HYMN. L. M. Beddome. 
 
 J Usefulness of the Scriptures. 
 
 2 Tim. 3: 16. AH Scripture is given by inspiration of 
 God, and is profitable. 
 "HEN Israel through the desert pass'd 
 A fiery pillar went before 
 To guide them through the dreary waste 
 And lessen the fatigues they bore. 
 
 2 Such is thy glorious word, God! 
 'Tis for our light and guidance given; 
 Jt sheds a lustre all abroad, 
 And points the path to bliss and heaven: 
 
 3 It rills the soul with sweet delight, 
 And quickens its inactive powers, 
 It sets our wandering footsteps right; 
 Displays thy love and kindles ours: 
 
 4 Its promises rejoice our hearts; 
 Its doctrines are divinely true, 
 Knowledge and pleasure it imparts; 
 It comforts and instructs us too. 
 
 5 Ye favor'd lands, who have this word — 
 Ye saints who feel his saving power — 
 Unite your tongues to praise the Loft. 
 And bin distinguished grace adore. 
 
SCRIPTURE. 54, 55 
 
 54 HYMN. L.H. Watts.. 
 
 2 Pet. 1; 21. Holy men of God spake us tftey were 
 moved by the Holy Ghost 
 
 1 TPWAS by an order from the Lord, 
 
 -*- The aneieni prophets spoke his word; 
 His .spirit did their tongues inspire, 
 And WAXjn'd, their hearts with heavenly fire. 
 
 2 The works and wonders which they wrought 
 Confirm' d the messages they brought; 
 
 The prophet's pen succeeds his breath 
 To save the holy words from death. 
 
 3 Great God, mine eyes with pleasure look, 
 On the -dear volume of thy book; 
 
 There my Redeemer's face 1 see, 
 And read his name who died for me. 
 
 4 Let the false raptures of the mind 
 Be last and vanish in the wind; 
 Here I can fix my hopes secure, 
 This is .thy word, and must endure. 
 
 ^ HYMN. C. M. StennetU 
 
 ^ u The riches of God's Word. 
 
 1 T ET avarice, from shore to shore, 
 J-^ Her fav'rite god pursue; 
 
 Thy word, Lord, we value more 
 Than India or Peru; 
 
 2 Here mines of knowledge, love, and jo> r , 
 
 Are open'd to our sight; 
 The purest gold, without alloy, 
 And gems divinely bright. 
 
 3 The counsels of redeeming grace 
 
 These sacred leaves unfold; 
 And here the Saviour's lovely face 
 Our raptur'd eyes behold. 
 
 4 Here, light descending from above 
 
 Directs our doubtful feet; 
 Here, promises of heavenly love 
 Our ardent wishes meet. 
 
 5 Our numerous griefs are here redrest, 
 
 And all our wants supply' d; 
 Naught we can ask to make s hlest 
 Is in this book denied. 
 
57 
 
 SCRIPTURE. 
 
 56 
 
 6 For these inestimable gains, 
 That so enrich the mind, 
 may we search with eager pains, 
 Assur'd that we shall rind! 
 
 HYMN. C. M. Steele. 
 The sufficiency of the Scriptures?. 
 
 1 T^ATHER of mercies! in thy word 
 JD What endless glory shines! 
 For ever be thy name ador'd 
 
 For these celestial lines. 
 
 2 Here may the wretched sons of want 
 
 Exhaustless riches rind: 
 Riches above what Earth can grant, 
 And lasting as the mind. 
 
 3 Here, the fair tree of knowledge grows, 
 
 And yields a free repast; 
 Sublimer sweets than nature knows 
 Invite the longing taste. 
 
 4 Here the Redeemer's welcome voice 
 
 Spreads heavenly peace around; 
 And life, and everlasting joys 
 Attend the blissful round. 
 
 5 may these heavenly pages be 
 
 My ever dear delight; 
 And still new beauties may I see, 
 And still increasing light. 
 
 6 Divine Instructor, gracious Lord! 
 
 Be thou for ever near; 
 Teach me to love thy sacred word, 
 And view mv Saviour there! 
 
 57 HYMN. 7s. 
 
 2 Tim. 3: 16. All Scripture— by inspiration: 
 
 1 TTOLY Bible! book divine! 
 
 jLL Precious treasure! thou art mine; 
 Mine to teach me whence I came; 
 Mine to teach me what I am. 
 
 2 Mine to chide me when I rove; 
 Mine to show a Saviour's love; 
 Mine art thou to guide my feet; 
 Mine to judge, condemn, acquit. 
 
 3 Mine to comfort in distress, 
 If the Holy Spirit bless; 
 
SCRIPTURE. 58, 59 
 
 Mine, to show "by living faith, 
 Man can triumph over death. 
 i Mine to tell of joys to come, 
 And the wretched sinner's doom; 
 0, thou precious book divine! 
 Precious treasure, thou art mine. 
 
 5g HYMN. L. M. Kelly. 
 
 Ps. 3: 6. In thy light — see light. 
 
 1 T LOVE the sacred book of God; 
 X No other can its place supply, 
 It points me to the saints' abode, 
 Where Christ the Saviour reigns oa high. 
 
 2 Sweet book! in thee my eyes discern, 
 The image of my absent Lord: 
 
 From thine instructive page I learn 
 The joy his presence will afford. 
 
 3 In thee I read my title clear, 
 
 To mansions that will ne'er decay, 
 My Lord! when will he appear, 
 And bear his pris'ner far away. 
 
 4 Then shall I need thy light no more, 
 For thine to clearer light will yield; 
 When I have reach'd the heavenly shore, 
 The Lord himself will stand reveal' d. 
 
 5 When 'midst the throng celestial plac'd, 
 The bright original I see, 
 From which thy sacred page was trac'd, 
 Sweet book! I've no more need of thee. 
 
 5Q HYMN. 8s. 7s. 
 
 Rom. 15: 4. Comfort of the Scriptures. 
 
 1 "DRECIOUS Bible! what atreasure, 
 Jl Does the word of God afford! 
 All 1 want, for life, for pleasure, 
 
 Food and med'cine, shield and sword: 
 Let the world account me poor, 
 Having this I need no more. 
 
 2 Food, to which the world 's a stranger, 
 
 Here my hungry soul enjoys; 
 Of excess there is no danger, 
 Though it Ulls, it never cloys: 
 On a dying Christ I feed/ 
 He is meat and drink indeed, 
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60 SORIPTUKE. 
 
 3 When my faith is faint and sickly, 
 
 Or when Satan wounds my mind, 
 Cordials to revive me quickly, 
 Healing med'cines here I "rind: 
 
 To the promises I flee, 
 
 Each affords ayemedy. 
 
 4 In the hour of dark temptation, 
 
 Satan cannot make me yield; 
 For the word of consolation 
 
 Is to me a mighty shield: 
 While the scripture truths are sure, 
 From his malice I'm secure. 
 
 5 Vain his threats to overcome me, 
 
 When I take the Spirit's sword; 
 Then with ease I driTe him from me, 
 Satan trembles at the word: 
 'Tis a sword for conquest made, 
 Keen the edge and strong the blade, 
 
 6 Shall 1 envy then the miser, 
 
 Doating on his golden store? 
 Sure I am, or should be wiser; 
 I am rich, 'tis he is poor: * 
 Jesus gave me in his word, 
 Food and med'cine, shield and sword* 
 
 fin HYMN. C. M. Cowper. 
 
 ^ V The light and glory of God's Word. 
 
 1 "VXTHAT glory gilds the sacred page I 
 
 ^ * Majestic like the sun, 
 It gives a light to every age, 
 It gives, but borrows none. 
 
 2 His hand that gave it still supplies 
 
 His glorious light and heat; 
 His truths upon the nations rise, 
 They rise, but never set. 
 
 3 Let everlasting thanks be thine, 
 
 For such a bright display, 
 As makes a world of darkness shine 
 With beams of heavenly day. 
 
 4 My soul rejoices to pursue 
 
 Thy paths of peace and love, 
 Till glory breaks upon my view 
 In brighter worlds above. 
 
MQRAL AND CEREMONIAL LAW. 61 62 
 
 MORAL AND CEREMONIAL LAW. 
 
 fil HYMN. CM. Gibbons. 
 
 KJX Our duty to God. 
 
 Exo. 20: 3—12. 
 
 1 rpHAT God who made the worlds on high, 
 -*- And air, and earth, and sea, 
 
 Own as thy God; and to his name, 
 In homage bow the knee. 
 
 2 Let not a shape which hands have wrought 
 
 Of wood, or clay, or stone, 
 Be deem'd thy God; nor think him like 
 Aught thou hast seen or known. 
 
 3 Take not in vain the name of God; 
 
 Nor must thou ever dare, 
 To make thy falsehoods pass for truth, 
 By his dread name to swear. 
 
 4 That day on which he bids thee rest 
 
 From toil, to pray and praise — 
 That day keep holy to the Lord, 
 And consecrate its rays. 
 
 5 may that God, who gave these laws, 
 
 Write them on every heart; 
 That all may feel their living power, 
 Nor from his paths depart. 
 
 g9 HYMN. CM. Gibbons. 
 
 Our duty to our Neighbors. 
 
 1 rpHY sire, and ber who brought thee forth, 
 -*- With all thy mind and might, 
 
 Fear, love, and serve; so shall thy days 
 Be numerous, calm, and bright. 
 
 2 The blood of man thou shalt not shed, 
 
 Its voice will pierce the sky; 
 And thou, by the just laws of heaven, 
 For the dire crime shalt die. 
 
 3 To thine own couch thou shalt not take 
 
 A wife but her thine own: 
 Vast is the guilt, and on thine head 
 Heaven darts its vengeance down. 
 
 4 Thou shalt not, or from friend or foe, 
 
 Take aught by force or stealth; 
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63, 64 MORAL AND CEREMONIAL LAW. 
 
 Thy goods, thy stores, must grow from right, 
 Or God will curse thy wealth. 
 
 5 No man shalt thou, by a false charge, 
 
 Or crush, or brand with shame; 
 Dear as thine own, so wills thy God, 
 Must be his life and name. 
 
 6 Thy soul one wish shall not let loose 
 
 For that which is not thine; 
 
 Live in thy lot, or small or great, 
 
 For God has drawn the line. 
 
 AQ HYMN. L. M. 
 
 Practical use of the Moral Law* 
 1 Tim. 1: 8. The law is good, if a man use it lawfully, 
 
 1 TTERE, Lord, my soul convicted stands 
 jlI Of breaking all thy ten commands: 
 And on me justly might' st thou pour 
 
 Thy wrath in one eternal show'r. 
 
 2 But, thanks to God! its loud alarms 
 Have warn'd me of approaching harms; 
 And now, Lord, my wants I see; 
 Lost and undone, I come to thee. 
 
 3 I see my fig-leaf righteousness 
 Can ne'er thy broken law redress: 
 Yet, in thy gospel plan, I see 
 There 's hope of pardon e'en for me. 
 
 4 Here I behold thy wonders, Lord! — 
 How Christ hath, to thy law-, restor'd 
 Those honors, on th' atoning day, 
 Which guilty sinners took away. 
 
 5 Amazing wisdom, power, and love, 
 Display' d to rebels from above! 
 
 Do thou, Lord, my faith increase, 
 To trust and love thy plan of grace. 
 
 64 
 
 HYMN. L. M. Doddridge. 
 The Sinner found Wanting. 
 Dan. 5: 27. Thou art found wanting . 
 1 *D AISE, thoughtless sinner! raise thine eye; 
 JLt/ Behold the balance lifted high: 
 There shall God's justice be display'd, 
 And there thy hope and life be weigh' d. 
 
MORAL AND CEREMONIAL LAW. 65 
 
 2 See, in one scale, his perfect law! 
 Mark with what force its precepts draw; 
 Would st thou the awful test sustain; 
 
 Thy works, how light! thy thoughts, how vain! 
 
 3 Behold! the hand of God appears 
 To trace those dreadful characters; 
 ' Ttkel! — thy soul is wanting found, 
 
 'And wrath shall smite thee to the ground!' 
 
 4 Let sudden fears thy nerves unbrace; 
 Confusion wild o'erspread thy face; 
 Through all thy thoughts let anguish roll, 
 And deep repentance melt thy soul. 
 
 5 One only hope may yet prevail — 
 Christ in the Scripture turns the scale; 
 Still doth the gospel publish peace, 
 And show a Saviour's righteousness. 
 
 6 Jesus, exert thy power to save, 
 Deep on this heart thy truth engrave; 
 Great God, the load of guilt remove, 
 That trembling lips may sing thy love. 
 
 g5 HYMN. C. M. Cowper. 
 
 Rom. 7: 9. When the commandment came, sin re- 
 vived and Idled. 
 
 1 "1VTO strength of nature can suffice 
 JL^I To serve the Lord aright; 
 And what she has she misapplies, 
 
 For want of clearer light. 
 
 2 How long beneath the law I lay 
 
 In bondage and distress! 
 I toil'd, the precept to obey; 
 But toil'd without success. 
 
 3 Then, to abstain from outward sin 
 
 Was more than 1 could do; 
 Now, if I feel its power within, 
 I feel I hate it too; 
 
 4 Then all my servile works were done 
 
 A righteousness to raise; 
 Now, freely chosen in the Son, 
 I freely choose his ways. 
 
 5 'What shall I do?, was then the word, 
 
 'That 1 may worthier grow?' 
 'What shall I render to the Lord?' 
 Is my inquirv now. 
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GQ, 67 MORAL AND CEREMONIAL LAW. 
 
 6 To see the law by Christ fulfill'd, 
 And hear his pardoning voice, 
 Changes a slave into a child, 
 And duty into choice. 
 
 QQ HYMN. L. M. Watts' Lyrics: 
 
 The Law and Gospel. 
 Matth. 5: 17. I came notto destroy, but to fulfil. 
 1 '/"^lURST be the man, for ever curst, 
 Ky 'That doth one wilful sin commit, 
 'Death and damnation for the first, 
 'Without relief, and infinite.' 
 
 2 Thus Sinai roars, and round the earth 
 Thunder, and fire, and vengeance flings; 
 But, Jesus, thy dear gasping breath, 
 And Calvary, say gentler things: 
 
 3 'Pardon, and grace, and boundless love, 
 'Streaming along a Saviour's blood; 
 'And life, and joys, and crowns above, 
 'Obtained by a dear bleeding God.' 
 
 4 Hark, how he prays, (the charming sound 
 Dwells on his dying lips,) 'Forgive!' 
 And every groan and gaping wound 
 Cries, 'Father, let the rebels live! 
 
 5 Go, you that rest upon the law, 
 And toil and seek salvation there; 
 Look to the flame that Moses saw, 
 And shrink, and tremble, and despair; 
 
 6 But I'll retire beneath the cross — 
 Saviour, at thy dear feet I'll lie; 
 
 And the keen sword that justice draws, 
 Flaming and red, shall pass me by. 
 
 g7 HYMN. 6, 6, 6, 6, 8, 8. Cowper. 
 
 The Ceremonial Law. 
 Heb. 4: 12. The word — is quick and powerful. 
 1 TSRAEL, in ancient days. 
 JL Not only had a view 
 Of Sinai in a blaze, 
 But learned the gospel too: 
 The types and figures were a glass, 
 In which they saw the Saviour's face. 
 ~2 The paschal sacrifice, 
 
 And blood-besprinkled door, 
 
CHRIST. 63 
 
 Seen with enlightened eyes, 
 
 And once apply' d with power, 
 Would teach the need of other blood 
 To reconcile an angry God. 
 I The Lamb, the dove, set forth 
 
 His perfect innocence, 
 
 Whose blood of matchless worth 
 
 Should be the soul's defence; 
 For he, who can for sins atone, 
 Must have no failings of his own. 
 
 The scape-goat on his head 
 
 The people's trespass bore, 
 
 And, to the desert led, 
 
 Was to be seen no more; 
 In him our Surety seem'd to say, 
 'Behold, I bear your sins away.' 
 
 Dipt in his fellow's blood, 
 
 The living bird went free; 
 
 The type well understood, 
 
 Express'd the sinner's plea: 
 Describ'd a guilty soul enlarg'd, 
 And by a Saviour's death discharg'd 
 > Jesus, I love to trace 
 
 Throughout the sacred page, 
 
 The footsteps of thy grace, 
 
 The same in every age! 
 grant that I may faithful be 
 To clearer light vouchsaf'd to me! 
 
 68 
 
 CHRIST. 
 
 HYMN. C. M. Newton. 
 Cant. 1, 3. Thy name as Ointment. 
 
 1 TTOW sweet the name of Jesus sounds 
 XX In a believer's ear! 
 
 It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds, 
 And drives away his fear. 
 
 2 It makes the wounded spirit whole, 
 
 And calms the troubled breast; 
 "lis manna to the hungry soul, 
 And to the weary rest. 
 b5 
 
69 CHRIST. 
 
 3 Dear name! the rock on which I build, 
 
 My shield and hiding place! 
 My never-failing treasury, fill'd 
 With boundless stores of grace. 
 
 4 By thee my prayers acceptance gain, 
 
 Although with sin defU'd; 
 Satan accuses me in vain, 
 And I am own'd a child. 
 
 5 Jesus! my Shepherd, Husband, Friend, 
 
 My Prophet, Priest, and King; 
 My Lord, my life, my way, my end, 
 Accept the praise I bring. 
 
 6 Weak is the effort of my heart, 
 
 And cold my warmest thought; 
 But when I see thee as thou art, 
 
 I'll praise thee as I ought. 
 Till then I would thy love proclaim 
 
 With every fleeting breath; 
 And may the music of thy name 
 
 Refresh my soul in death. 
 
 fiG HYMN. C. M. Doddridge. 
 
 Vi7 The Condescension of Christ. 
 
 Matth, 2Q: 30. Son of Man came to minister. 
 
 1 QAVIOUR of men, and Lord of love, 
 VO How sweet thy gracious name! 
 With joy that errand we review 
 
 On which thy mercy came. 
 
 2 While all thy own angelic bands 
 
 Stood waiting on the wing, 
 Charm' d with the honour to obey 
 Their great Eternal King; 
 
 3 For us, mean, wretched, sinful men, 
 
 Thou laid'st that glory by; 
 First, in our mortal flesh, to serve; 
 Then, in that flesh, to die. 
 
 4 Bought with, thy service and thy blood, 
 
 W 7 e doubly, Lord, are thine; 
 To thee our lives we would devote, 
 To thee our death resign. 
 
CHRIST. 70, 71 
 
 7Q HYMN. C. M. 
 
 • The Redeemer's Message . 
 
 Luke 4: 18. Anointed me to Preach. 
 
 1 TTARK, the glad sound, the Saviour comes, 
 XI The Saviour promis'd long! 
 
 Let every heart prepare a throne, 
 And every voice a song. 
 
 2 On him, the Spirit, largely pour'd, 
 
 Exerts his sacred fire; 
 Wisdom and might, and zeal and love, 
 His holy breast inspire. 
 
 3 He comes, the pris'ners to release, 
 
 In Satan's bondage held: 
 The gates of brass before him burst, 
 The iron fetters yield. 
 
 4 He comes, from thickest films of vice 
 
 To clear the mental ray; 
 And, on the eyes oppress' d with nigM, 
 To pour celestial day. 
 
 5 He comes, the broken heart to bind, 
 
 The bleeding soul to cure; 
 And with the treasures of his grace, 
 T' enrich the humble poor. 
 
 6 Our glad hosannas, Prince of Peace, 
 
 Thy welcome shall proclaim; 
 And heaven's eternal arches ring 
 With thy beloved name. 
 
 7| HYMN. L. M. Doddridge. 
 
 Christ's Transfiguration. 
 Matth. 17: 4. Lord it is good to be here. 
 
 1 T\7"HEN at a distance, Lord, we trace 
 
 * * The various glories of thy face, 
 What transport pours o'er all our breast, 
 And charms our cares and woes to rest! 
 
 2 With thee, in the obscurest cell, 
 
 On some bleak mountain would I dwell ^ 
 Rather than pompous courts behold, 
 And share their grandeur and their gold. 
 
 3 Away, ye dreams of mortal joy; 
 Raptures divine my thoughts employ, 
 I see the King of Glory shine; 
 
 And feel his love, and call him mine. 
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72, 73 CHRIST. 
 
 4 On Tabor thus his servants view'd 
 His lustre, when transform'*! he stood; 
 And, bidding earthly scenes farewell, 
 Cried, 'Lord, 'tis pleasant here to dwell.* 
 
 5 Yet still our elevated eyes 
 To nobler visions long to rise; 
 That grand assembly would we join, 
 Where all thy saints around thee shine. 
 
 6 That mount, how bright! those forms, howfair! 
 'Tis good to dwell for ever there! 
 
 Come, death, dear envoy of my God, 
 And bear me to that blest abode. 
 
 70 HYMN. P. M. 
 
 ' m Born in Bethlehem. 
 
 Matth. 2: 1. Now when Jesus was Born in Bethlehem of 
 Judea. 
 
 1 TTITHER, ye faithful; haste with songs of triumph, 
 XX To Bethlehem go, the lord of life to meet; 
 
 To you this day, is born a Prince and Saviour, 
 Oh come, and let us worship at his feet. 
 
 2 Oh Jesus! for such wond'rous condescension, 
 
 Oar praise and our rev'rence are an ofPring meet; 
 Now is the word made flesh and dwells among us, 
 Oh come, and let us worship at his feet. 
 
 3 Shout his almighty name, ye choirs of angels, 
 
 Let the celestial courts his praise repeat; 
 Unto our God be glory in the highest. 
 Oh come, and let us worship at his feet. 
 
 7Q HYMN. CM. Patrick or Tate. 
 ' ° Nativity of Christ. 
 
 Matth. 2: 2. Saying, where is he that is born King of 
 the Jews? 
 1 TTTHILE Shepherds watched their flocks by 
 V* All seated on the grouud, [night, 
 
 The angel of the Lord came down, 
 And glory shone around. 
 
 2 "Fear not," said he, (for mighty dread 
 
 Had seized their troubled mind,) 
 "Glad tidings of great joy I bring 
 "To yon and all mankind. 
 
 3 "To you, in David's town, this day 
 
 "Is born, of David's line, 
 
CHRIST. 74 
 
 c< The Saviour, who is Christ the Lord, 
 "And this shall be the sign: 
 
 4 "The heavenly Babe you there shall find 
 
 "To human view displayed; 
 "All meanly wrapt in swathing-bands, 
 "And in a manger laid." 
 
 5 Thus spake the seraph, and forthwith 
 
 Appeared a shining throng 
 Of angels, praising God, and thus 
 Addressed their joyful song: 
 
 6 "All glory be to God on high! 
 
 "And to the earth be peace? 
 "Good will, henceforth, from heaven to men 
 "Begin and never cease!" 
 
 7A HYMN. 6s & 10s. Mlltoau 
 
 '^ Birth of Christ. 
 
 Matth. 2: 3. Herod — was troubled, and all Jerusalem 
 with him. 
 I IVfO war nor battle's sound 
 
 ±yi Was heard the world around, 
 No hostile chiefs to furious combat ran; 
 But peaceful was the night, 
 In which the Prince of light 
 His reign of peace upon the earth began. 
 •2 The shepherds on the lawn, 
 Before the point of dawn, 
 In social circle sat, while all around 
 
 The gentle feeey brood, 
 Or cropped the flowery food, 
 Or slept, or sported on the verdant ground. 
 
 3 When, lo, with ravished ears, 
 Each swain delighted hears 
 
 Sweet music, offspring of no mortal hand; 
 
 Divinely warbled voice, 
 
 Answering the stringed noise, 
 With blissful rapture charmed the listening bacid, 
 
 4 Sounds of so sweet a ,tone 
 Before were never known, 
 
 But when of old the sons of morning sung, 
 
 While God disposed in air 
 
 Each constellation fair, 
 Andrtfre well-balaaced world on. hinges <hnrtg« 
 
75, 76 CHRIST. 
 
 5 Hail, hail, auspicious morn! 
 The Saviour Christ is born: 
 (Such was the immortal seraph's soag sublime) 
 Glory to God in heaven! 
 To man sweet peace be given, 
 Sweet peace and friendship to the end of time 
 
 75 HYMN. C. M. 
 
 Luke, 2d chapt. Hymn of the Angels, 
 
 1 XTTRAPT in the silence of the night, 
 
 * ▼ Lay all the eastern world, 
 When bursting, glorious, heavenly light, 
 The wond'rous scene unfurl' d! 
 
 2 Hark! the cherubic armies shout, 
 
 And glory leads the song! 
 Good-will and peace are heard throughout 
 Th' harmonious heav'nly throng. 
 
 3 With joy the chorus we'll repeat: 
 
 Glory to God on high! 
 Good-will and peace are now complete; 
 Jesus was born to die! 
 
 4 Hail, Prince of Life, forever hail! 
 
 Redeemer, Brother, Friend/ 
 Though earth, and time, and life should fail, 
 Thy praise shall never end! 
 
 75 HYMN. CM. Medley. 
 
 * The Incarnation. 
 
 Luke 2: 14. Glory to God — on earth Peace* 
 
 1 Ty/TORTALS, awake, with angels join, 
 JA_L And chant the solemn lay; 
 
 Joy, love, and gratitude, combine 
 To hail th' auspicious day. 
 
 2 In heaven the rapturous song began, 
 
 And sweet seraphic fire 
 Through all the shining legions ran, 
 And strung and tun'd the lyre. 
 
 3 Swift through the vast expanse it flew, 
 
 And loud the echo roll'd: 
 The theme, the song, the joy was new„ 
 'Twas more than heaven could hold. 
 
 4 Down through the portals of the sky 
 
 Th* impetuous torrent ran; 
 
CHRIST. 77 
 
 And angels flew, with eager joy, 
 
 To bear the news to man. 
 ■5 [Wrapt in the silence of the night 
 
 Lay all the eastern world, 
 When bursting, glorious, heavenly light 
 
 The wondrous scene unfurl' d.] 
 
 6 Hark! the cherubic armies shout, 
 
 And glory leads the song: 
 Good-will and peace are heard throughout 
 Th' harmonious heavenly throng. 
 
 7 for a glance of heavenly love 
 
 Our hearts and songs to raise, 
 Sweetly to bear our souls above, 
 And mingle with their lays! 
 
 8 With joy the chorus we'll repeat, 
 
 * Glory to God on high! 
 'Good-will and peace aTe now complete, 
 1 Jesus was born to die.' 
 
 9 Hail, Prince of Life! forever hail, 
 
 Redeemer, Brother, Friend! 
 Though earth, and time, and life should fail 
 Thy praise shall never end. 
 
 HYMN. 7s. /. C. W. 
 
 Luke 2: 8—14. The Song of the Angels. 
 
 1 TTARK, the herald angels sing, 
 XX * Glory to the new-born King; 
 'Peace on earth, and mercy mild, 
 'God and sinners reconcil'd.' 
 
 2 Joyful, all ye nations, rise, 
 Join the triumph of the skies; 
 
 Hail the heaven-born Prince of Peace! 
 Hail the Sun of Righteousness! 
 
 3 [Mild he lays his glory by; 
 
 Horn that men no more might die, 
 Born to raise the sons of earth; 
 Born to give them second birth.] 
 
 4 Come, Desire of Nations! come, 
 Fix in us thy humble home: 
 Rise, the woman's promis'd seed, 
 Bruise ia us the serpent's head. 
 
78, 79 CHRIST. 
 
 5 Glory to the new-born King J 
 Let us all the anthem sing, 
 'Peace on e-arth and mercy mild,. 
 'God and sinners reconcil'd!' 
 
 7g HYMN. CM. Steele.- 
 
 Incarnation. 
 John 1: 14. And the Word was made Flesh*. 
 
 1 A WAKE, awake the sacred song 
 /JL To our incarnate Lord^ 
 
 Let every heart, and every tongue, 
 Adore th' eternal Word.- 
 
 2 That awful Word, that sovereign Power 
 
 By whom the worlds were made-, 
 (0 happy morn, illustrious hourly 
 Was once in flesh array' d! 
 
 3 Then shone almighty power and love- 
 
 in all their glorious form's, 
 When Jesus left his throne above r , 
 To dwell with sinful worms* 
 
 4 To dwell with misery below, 
 
 The Saviour left the s/ties,- 
 And sunk to wretchedness and \vo r 
 That worthless man might rise. 
 
 5 Adoring angels tun'd their soags 
 
 To hail the joyful day^ 
 With rapture then let mortal' tongues 
 Their grateful worship pay. 
 
 6 What glory, Lord, to thee is due! 
 
 With wonder we adore; 
 But could we sing as angels do, 
 Our highest praise were poor* 
 
 7Q HYMN. (2d Part.) 8. 8. 6. 
 
 1 u Get h sew wire, Mfettii. 26, 36. 
 
 1 TMMANUEL, sunk with dreadful wg>„ 
 JL Unfelt, unknown to all below — 
 
 Except the Son of God — 
 In agonizing pangs of soul, 
 Drinks deep from wormwood's bitterest bo wU, 
 And sweats great drops of blood. 
 
 2 See his disciples slumbering round — 
 No pitying friend on earth is found L 
 
 He treads the press alone; 
 
CHRIST. 80 
 
 In vain to heaven he turn his eyes, 
 The curse awaits him from the skies — 
 His death it must atone. 
 
 3 Father, hear! this cup remove! 
 Save thou the darling ol thy love 
 
 (The prostrate victim cries) 
 From overwhelming fear and dread! 
 Though he must mingle with the dead — 
 
 His people's sacrifice. 
 
 4 His earnest prayers, his deep'ning groans, 
 Were heard before th' angelic thrones; 
 
 Amazement wrapt this sky; 
 'Go, strengthen Christ!' the Father said — 
 Th' astonish' d seraph bow'd his head, 
 
 And left the realms on high. 
 
 5 Made strong in strength, renew' d from heaven* 
 Jesus receives the cup as giv'n, 
 
 And, perfectly resign' d, 
 He drinks the wormwood mix'd with gall, 
 Sustains the curse — removes it all — 
 
 Nor leaves a dreg behind. 
 
 Q0 HYMN. C. M. Steele. 
 
 Gal. 1: 14. Who gave himself for our sins, 
 
 1 TESUS! in thy transporting name 
 •J What blissful glories rise! 
 Jesus! the angels' sweetest theme — 
 
 The wonder of the skies! 
 
 2 Well might the skies with wondei view 
 
 A love so strange as thine! 
 No thought of angels ever knew 
 Compassion so divine. 
 
 3 Jesus! and did'st thou leave the sky 
 
 For miseries and woes? 
 And did'st thou bleed, and groan, and die 
 For vile rebellious foes? 
 
 4 Victorious love! can language tell 
 
 The wonders of thy power: 
 Which conquered all the force of hell 
 In that tremendous hour? 
 
 5 What glad return can I impart 
 
 For favors so divine? 
 take this heart, this worthless hear 
 Anc? make it only thine. 
 
S T 
 
 81, 82 CHRIST. 
 
 gl HYMN. L. M. Steele. 
 
 The Dying Saviour. 
 John 19: 30. He said it is finished, and bowed his hea 
 and gave up the Ghost 
 STRETCH' D on the cross, the Saviour dies, 
 5 Hark!, his expiring groans arise! 
 See, from his hands, his feet, his side, 
 Runs down the sacred crimson tide! 
 
 2 But life attends the dreadful sound, 
 And flows from every bleeding wound; 
 The vital stream, how free it flows 
 To save and cleanse his rebel foes! 
 
 3 To suffer in the traitors place, 
 To die for man, surprising grace! 
 Yet pass rebellious angels by — 
 why for man, dear Saviour, why? 
 
 4 And didst thou bleed? — for sinners bleed? 
 And could the sun behold the deed? 
 No! he withdrew his sickening ray, 
 And darkness veil'd the mourning day. 
 
 5 Can I survey this scene of wo, 
 Where mingling grief and wonder flow; 
 And yet my heart unmov'd remain, 
 Insensible to love or pain? 
 
 6 Come, dearest Lord! thy grace impart, 
 To warm this cold, this stupid heart; 
 Till all its powers and passions move 
 In melting grief and ardent love. 
 
 82 
 
 HYMN. C. M. Stennett. 
 
 The Attraction of the Cross. 
 
 John 12: 32. I will draw all men unto me. 
 
 1 "\TONDER— amazing sight!— I see 
 
 X Th' incarnate Son of God, 
 Expiring on th' accursed tree, 
 And welt' ring in his blood. 
 
 2 Behold a purple torrent run 
 
 Down from his hands and head: 
 The crimson tide puts out the sun; 
 His groans awake the dead. 
 
 3 The trembling earth, the darken' d sky 
 
 Proclaim the truth aloud; 
 And, with the amaz'd Centurion, cry, 
 'This is the Son of God!' 
 
CHRIST. 
 
 4 So great, so vast a sacrifice, 
 
 May well my hope revive: 
 If God's own Son thus bleeds and dies, 
 The sinner sure may live. 
 
 5 Oh, that these cords of love divine 
 
 Might draw me, Lord, to thee! 
 Thou hast my heart, it shall be thine — 
 Thine it shall ever be! 
 
 QQ HYMN. 148th. Doddridge. 
 
 u The Resurrection of Christ. 
 
 Luke 24: 34. The Lord has risen indeed, 
 
 1 "VTES! the Redeemer rose, 
 
 X The Saviour left the dead, 
 And o'er our hellish foes 
 High rais'd his conquering head; 
 In wild dismay, The guards around, 
 Fall to the ground, And sink away. 
 
 2 Lo! the angelic bands 
 In full assembly meet 
 
 To wait his high commands, 
 
 And worship at his feet: 
 Joyful they come, And wing their way 
 From realms of day To Jesus' tomb. 
 
 3 Then back to heaven they fly 
 The joyful news to bear: 
 Hark! as they soar on high, 
 What music fills the air! 
 
 Their anthems say, 'Jesus, who bled, 
 'Hath left the dead; He rose to-day/ 
 
 4 Ye mortals! catch the sound, 
 Redeem'd by him from hell, 
 And send the echo round 
 
 The globe on which you dwell! 
 Transported cry — 'Jesus, who bled, 
 'Hath left the dead, No more to die. 
 
 5 All hail, triumphant, Lord, 
 Who sav'st us with thy blood! 
 Wide be thy name ador'd, 
 Thou rising, reigning God! 
 
 With thee we rise, With thee we reign, 
 And empires gain Beyond the skies. 
 
84, 85 CHRIST. 
 
 84 HYMN. 7's. 
 
 The Resurrection. 
 1 Cor. 15: 55. O Death wlitrt is thy sting? 
 
 1 /CHRIST, the Lord, is risen- to day! 
 V_y Sons of men and angels say! 
 Raise your joys and triumphs high! 
 Sing, ye heavens — and earth reply. 
 
 2 Love's redeeming work is done — 
 Fought the fight, the battle won: 
 Lo! the sun's eclipse is o'er: 
 Lo! he sets in blood no more. 
 
 3 Vain the stone, the watch, the seal, 
 Christ hath burst the gates of hell; 
 Death in vain forbids his rise, 
 Christ hath open'd paradise. 
 
 4 Lives again our glorious king! 
 'Where, death! is now thy sting?* 
 Once he died our souls to save; 
 'Where's thy victory, boasting grave?' 
 
 5 Soar we now where Christ has led, 
 Following our exalted Head: 
 Made like him, like him we rise, 
 Ours the cross, the grave, the skies. 
 
 6 What though once we perish'd all, 
 Partners of our parents' fall, 
 Second life let us receive, 
 
 In our heavenly Adam live. 
 
 7 Hail, the Lord of earth and heaven! 
 Praise to thee by both be given! 
 Thee we greet triumphant now, 
 Hail the Resurrection — thou. 
 
 05 HYMN. 7's. 
 
 The Resurrection and Ascension. 
 
 1 Cor. 15: 20. Christ risen— first fruits of them that 
 
 stept. 
 
 1 A NGELS! roll the rock away! 
 
 f\ Death yield up thy mighty prey! 
 See! he rises from the tomb, 
 Glowing with immortal bloom. 
 
 2 'Tis the Saviour! angels raise 
 Fame's eternal trump of praise! 
 Let the earth's remotest bound, 
 Hear the joy-inspiring sound. 
 
CHRIST. 
 
 3 Now, ye saints, lift up your eyes 
 Now to glory see him rise, 
 
 In long triumph, up the sky — 
 Up to waiting worlds on high. 
 
 4 Heaven displays her portals wide! 
 Glorious hero, through them ride! 
 King of Glory! mount the throne — 
 Thy great Father's and thy own. 
 
 5 Praise him' all ye heavenly choirs! 
 Praise, and sweep your golden lyres! 
 Shout, earth, in rapturous song, 
 Let the strains be sweet and strong! 
 
 6 Every note with wonder swell, 
 Sin o'erlhrown, and captiv'd hell! 
 Where is hell's once dreaded king? 
 Where, death! thy mortal sting? 
 
 86 
 
 HYMN. L. M. 
 
 Christ's Resurrection — a Pledge of ours, 
 
 1 TTTHEN I the holy grave survey, x 
 
 * * Where once my Saviour deign'd to lie; 
 I see fulfill 'd what prophets say, 
 And all the power of death defy. 
 
 2 This empty tomb shall now proclaim 
 How weak the bands of conquered death: 
 Sweet pledge, that all who trust his name 
 Shall rise, and draw immortal breath? 
 [Our Surety freed, declares us free, 
 
 For whose offences he was seiz'd; 
 
 In his release our own we see, 
 
 And shout, to view Jehovah pleas'd.] 
 
 4 Jesus, once number'd with the dead, 
 Unseals his eyes to sleep no more: 
 And ever lives their cause to plead, 
 For whom the pains of death he bore. 
 
 5 Thy risen Lord, my soul, behold! 
 See the rich diadem he wears' 
 Thou too shalt bear an harp of gold, 
 To crown thy joy when he appears. 
 
 6 Though in the dust I lay my head, 
 Yet, gracious God, thou wilt not leave 
 My flesh for ever with the dead, 
 Nor lose thy children in the grave. 
 
87, 88 CHRIST. 
 
 87 HYMN. C. M. 
 
 To those who seek a risen Jesus. 
 Matth. 25: 5 — 6. I know that ye seek Jesus. 
 
 1 "VTE humble souls that seek the Lord, 
 
 X Chase all your fears away; 
 And bow with pleasure down to see 
 The place where Jesus lay. 
 
 2 Thus low the Lord of life was brought; 
 
 Such wonders love can do! 
 Thus cold in death that bosom lay 
 Which throbb'd and bled for you. 
 
 3 A moment give a loose to grief- 
 
 Let grateful sorrows rise; 
 And wash the bloody stains away 
 With torrents from your eyes. 
 
 4 Then dry your tears, and tune your songs, 
 
 The Saviour lives again; 
 Not all the bolts and bars of death 
 The Conqueror could detain. 
 
 5 High o'er the angelic bands he rears 
 
 His once dishonour'd head; 
 And, through unnumber'd years, he reigns, 
 Who dwelt among the dead. 
 
 6 With joy like his shall every saint 
 
 His empty tomb survey; 
 Then rise, with his ascending Lord, 
 To realms of endless day. 
 
 88 
 
 HYMN. S. M. 
 
 Luke 24: 34. The Lord is risen indeed, 
 
 1 <r PHE Lord is risen indeed:' 
 
 -■- And are the tidings true? 
 Yes, we beheld the Saviour bleed, 
 And saw him living too. 
 
 2 'The Lord is risen indeed:' 
 Then justice asks no more, 
 
 Mercy and Truth are now agreed, 
 Who stood opposed before. 
 
 3 'The Lord is risen indeed:' 
 Then is his work perform'd; 
 
 The captive surety now is freed, 
 And death, our foe, disarm' d. 
 
ASCENSION AND EXALTATION. 89 
 
 'The Lord is risen indeed:' 
 
 Then hell has lost his prey: 
 "With Him is risen the ransom'd seed, 
 
 To reign in endless day. 
 i 'The Lord is risen indeed:' 
 
 Attending angels hear; 
 Up to the courts of heaven, with speed, 
 
 The joyful tidings bear. 
 
 ASCENSION AND EXALTATION. 
 
 §9 HYMN, L. M. Wesley's Collection. 
 Christ's Ascension. 
 Ps. 24: 7. Be ye lifted up, ye everlasting. 
 
 1 /~\UR Lord is risen from the dead; 
 \J Our Jesus is gone up on high; 
 
 The powers 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 heavenly gates! 
 'Ye everlasting doors, give way!' 
 
 3 Loose all your bars of massy light, 
 And wide unfold the radiant scene; 
 
 He claims those mansions as his right — 
 Receive the King of Glory in. 
 
 4 'Who is the King of Glory, who?' 
 The Lord that all his foes o'ercame; 
 The world, sin, death and hell o'erthrew; 
 And Jesus is the Conquerer's name. 
 
 5 Lo! his triumphal chariot waits, 
 And angels chant the solemn lay: 
 'Lift up your heads, ye heavenly gates! 
 'Ye everlasting door? give way.' 
 
 6 'Who is the King of Glory, who?' 
 The Lord, of boundless power possest, 
 The King of saints and angels too, 
 God over all, for ever blest! 
 
90, 91 ASCENSION AND EXALTATION. 
 
 90 HYMN. 8s, 7s. 4s. 
 
 Eph. 4: 8. When he ascended up on high, he led 
 captivity captive and gave gifts unto men. 
 
 1 TTAIL, thou happy morn so glorious! 
 XI Come, ye saints, your griefs give o'er; 
 Sing how Jesus rose victorious, 
 By his own almighty power: 
 
 Hallelujah, 
 To the glorious Son of God. 
 
 2 Tell us, seraphs, ye that wonder, 
 When ye saw the Lord arise; 
 When you saw him soaring yonder, 
 What were then your heavenly joys? 
 
 Then 'twas 'Glory 
 To the conquering King of Kings.' 
 
 3 Countless bands of angels glorious, 
 Cloth' d in bright etberial blue, 
 Straight the sound of Christ victorious, 
 From their silver trumpets blew: 
 
 Christ triumphant; 
 Rises conquerer o'er the tomb. 
 
 4 See, my friends, is that the Saviour, 
 Who was crown' d with cruel thorns? 
 Glorious majesty and power, 
 Now his sacred head adorns, 
 
 Hallelujah; 
 That dear head no moTe shall bleed. 
 
 5 Is that he who died on Calvary, 
 Who was pierced with the spear; 
 Clad with countless suns of glory, 
 See, he rises through the air. 
 
 Hallelujah; 
 Zion's mourners, now rejoice. 
 
 Q1 HYMN. L. M. Steele. 
 
 TJip Intercession of Christ. 
 Heb. 7: 17. He ever iiveth to make intercession. 
 
 1 TTE lives! the great Redemer lives! 
 _lJL (What joy the blest assurance gives!) 
 And now, before his Father, God, 
 Pleads the full merit of his blood. 
 
 2 Repeated crimes awake our fears, 
 And justice arm'd with frowns, appears; 
 But in the Saviour's lovely face, 
 Sweet mercy shines, and all is peace. 
 
ASCENSION AND EXALTATION. 62 
 
 3 Hence, then, ye black, despairing thoughts! 
 Above our fears, above our faults, 
 
 His powerful intercessions rise; 
 And guilt recedes, and terror dies. 
 
 4 In every dark distressful hour, 
 When sin and Satan join their power, 
 Let this dear hope repel the dart, 
 That Jesus bears us on his heart. 
 
 5 Great Advocate, almighty Friend — 
 On him our humble hopes depend; 
 Our cause can never, never fail, 
 For Jesus pleads, and must prevail. 
 
 QO HYMN. C. M. Toplady. 
 
 Prevalent Intercession. 
 John 17: 24. I will Hat they — be with me. 
 
 1 \ WAKE, sweet gratitude! and sing 
 /jL Th* ascended Saviour's love; 
 
 Sing how he lives to carry on 
 His people's cause above. 
 
 2 With cries and tears he offer' d up 
 
 His humble suit below; 
 
 But with authority he asks, 
 
 Enthron'd in glory now. 
 
 3 For all that come to God by him, 
 
 Salvation he demands; 
 Points to their names upon his breast, 
 And pleads his wounded hands. 
 
 4 His sweet atoning sacrifice 
 
 Gives sanction to his claim: 
 'Father, 1 will that all my saints 
 'Be with me where I am: 
 
 5 'By their salvation, recompense 
 
 'The sorrows I endured; 
 'Just to the merits of thy Son, 
 'And faithful to thy word.' 
 
 6 Eternal life, at his request, 
 
 To every saint is giv'n; 
 Safety below, and after death, 
 The plenitnde of heav'n. 
 
 7 [Founded on right, thy prayer avails 
 
 The Father smiles on thee; 
 And now thou in thy kingdom art, 
 Dear Lord, remember me. 
 
93, 94 ASCENSION AND EXALTATION. 
 
 8 Let the much incense of thy prayer 
 In my behalf ascend: 
 And, as its virtue, so my praise 
 Shall never, never end.] 
 
 Q3 HYMN. CM. Doddridge. 
 
 The Intercession Typified. 
 Exo. 28: 29. And Aaron shall bear- the names.^ 
 
 1 "JVTOW let our cheerful eyes survey 
 X^l Our great high-priest above, 
 And celebrate his constant care 
 
 And sympathetic love. 
 
 2 Though rais'd to a superior throne, 
 
 Where angels bow around, 
 And high o'er all the shining train; 
 With matchless honors crown' d; 
 
 3 The names of all his saints he bears 
 
 Deep graven on his heart; 
 Nor shall the meanest christian say 
 That he hath lost his part. 
 
 4 Those characters shall fair abide, 
 
 Our everlasting trust, 
 When gems, and monuments, and crowns 
 Are moulder'd down to dust. 
 
 5 So, gracious Saviour] on my breast 
 
 May thy dear name be worn — 
 A sacred ornament and guard, 
 To endless ages borne! 
 
 94 HYMN, CM. Doddridge. 
 
 Intercession for Peter. 
 
 Luke 22: 31, 32. IJiave prayed for thee 
 
 1 TTOW keen the tempter's malice is! 
 -"• How artful, and how great! 
 Though not one grain shall be destroy'd, 
 
 Yet will he sift the wheat. 
 
 2 But God can all his power control 
 
 And gather in his chain; 
 And where he seems to triumph most, 
 The captive soul regain. 
 
 3 There is a Shepherd, kind and strong, 
 
 Still watchful for his sheep; 
 Nor shall th' infernal lion rend 
 Whom he vouchsafes to keep. 
 
ASCENSION AND EXALTATION. 95 
 
 4 Blest Jesus! intercede for us, 
 
 That we may fall no more: 
 raise us when we prostrate lie, 
 And comfort lost restore. 
 
 5 Thy secret energy impart, 
 
 That faith may never fail; 
 But midst whole showers of fiery darts, 
 That temper'd shield prevail. 
 
 6 Secur'd ourselves by grace divine, 
 
 We'll guard our brethren too; 
 And, taught their frailty by our own, 
 Our care of them renew. 
 
 HYMN. L. M. Steele. 
 The Exaited Saviour. 
 
 Phil. 2: 9. Wherefore, God also hath highly exalted 
 him. 
 
 1 IVTOW let us raise our cheerful strains, 
 JL i And join the blissfull choir above; 
 There our exalted Saviour reigns, 
 
 And there they sing his wond'rous love. 
 
 2 While seraphs tune the immortal song, 
 0, may we feel the sacred flame; 
 
 And every heart, and every tongue, 
 Adore the Saviour's gracious name! 
 
 3 Jesus, who once upon the tree 
 In agonizing pains expir'd; 
 Who died for rebels — yes 'tis he! 
 How bright! how lovely! how admir'd! 
 
 4 Jesus, who died that we might live — 
 Died in the wretched traitor's place — 
 0, what returns can mortals give 
 For such immeasurable grace? 
 
 5 Were universal nature ours, 
 
 And art with all her boasted store; 
 Nature and art, with all their powers, 
 Would still confess the off 'ring poor! 
 
 6 Yet though for bounty so divine 
 We ne'er can equal honors raise — 
 Jesus, may all our hearts be thine, 
 
 And all our tongues proclaim thy praise? 
 
96, 97 ASCENSION AND EXALTATION. 
 
 Gfl HYxMN. L. M. Watts, 
 
 ^^ Phil. 2: 8, 9. God hath highly exalted him. 
 
 1 rPHE mighty frame of glorious grace, 
 -*- That brightest monument of praise 
 
 That e'er the God of love design'd, 
 Employs and fills my lab'ring mind 
 
 2 Begin, my soul, the heavenly' song — 
 A burden for an angel's tongue; 
 
 When Gabriel sounds these awful things, 
 He tunes and summons all his strings. 
 
 3 Proclaim inimitable love! — 
 Jesus, the Lord of worlds above, 
 Puts off the beams of bright array, 
 And veils the God in mortal clay. 
 
 4 He, that distributes crowns and thrones, 
 Hangs on a tree, and bleeds and groans! 
 The Prince of Life resigns his breath; 
 The King of Glory bows to death! — 
 
 5 But see the wonders of his power! — 
 He triumphs in his dying hour; 
 And, while by Satan's rage he fell, 
 He dash'd the rising hopes of hell. 
 
 6 Thus were the hosts of death subdu'd, 
 And sin was drown'd in Jesus' blood: 
 Then he arose and reigns above, 
 
 And conquers sinners by his love. 
 
 7 Who shall fulfil this boundless song. 
 The theme surmounts an angel's tongue 
 How ilow, how vain are mortal airs, 
 When Gabriel's nobler harp despairs! 
 
 Q7 HYMN. 148th. 
 
 The Kingdom of Christ. 
 Eph. 4: 4. Rejoice in the Lord alway. 
 
 1 T3 EJOICE! the Lord is King: 
 jLV Your God and King adore; 
 Mortals, give thanks and sing, 
 
 And triumph evermore: 
 Lift up the heart, lift up the voice. 
 Rejoice aloud, ye saints, rejoice. 
 
 2 Rejoice! the Saviour reigns — 
 
 The God of truth and love — 
 When he had purg'd our ataias, 
 He took his seat above: 
 
DOMINION. 98 
 
 Lift up the heart, lift up the voice, 
 Rejoice aloud, ye saints, rejoice. 
 
 3 His kingdom cannot fail, 
 
 He rules o'er earth and heav'n; 
 The keys of death and hell 
 
 Are to our Jesus giv'n: 
 Lift up the heart, lift up the voice, 
 Rejoice aloud, ye saints, rejoice. 
 
 4 He all his foes shall quell, 
 
 Shall all our sins destroy, 
 And every bosom swell 
 
 With pure seraphic joy: 
 Lift up the heart, lift up the voice, 
 Rejoice aloud, ye sainis, rejoice. 
 
 5 Rejoice in glorious hope! 
 
 Jesus, the Judge, shall come, 
 And take his servants up 
 
 To their eternal home: 
 We soon shall hear the archangel's voice — 
 The trump of God shall sound rejoice. 
 
 DOMINION. 
 
 QQ HYMN L.M. Watts. 
 
 ^ u The Kingdom of Christ. 
 
 Psalm 7*2, First part. Paraphrased. 
 
 1 /^1 REAT God, whose universal sway 
 VJT The known and unknown worlds obey. 
 Now give the kingdom to thy Son, 
 Extend his power, exalt his throne. 
 
 2 Thy sceptre well becomes his hands, 
 All heaven submits to his commands: 
 His justice shall avenge the poor, 
 And pride and rage prevail no more; 
 
 3 With power he vindicates the just, 
 And treads the oppressor in the dust: 
 His worship and his fear shall last 
 Till hours, and years, and time be past. 
 
 4 As rnin on meadows newly mown, 
 So shall he send his influence down; 
 His grace on fainting souls distils, 
 Like heavenly dew on thirsty hills. 
 
99 DOMINION. 
 
 5 The heathen ]ands that lie beneath 
 The shades of overspreading death, 
 Revive at his first dawning light, 
 And deserts blossom at the sight. 
 
 6 The saints shall flourish in his days, 
 Brest in the robes of joy and praise; 
 Peace, like a river, from his throne 
 Shall flow to nations yet unknown. 
 
 99 
 
 HYMN. L. M. 
 
 Dominion of Christ- 
 Ps. 8: 6. Thou hast put all things tender his feet 
 
 1 TESUS shall reign where'er the sun 
 J Does his successive journies ran; 
 His kingdom stretch from shore to shore, 
 Till moon shall wax and wane no more. 
 
 2 [Behold the islands with their kings, 
 And Europe her best tribute brings; 
 From north to south the princes meet 
 To pay their homage at his feet. 
 
 3 There Persia, glorious to behold, 
 There India shines in eastern gold; 
 And barbarous nations at his word 
 Submit, and bow, and own their Lord.] 
 
 4 For him shall endless prayer be made, 
 And praises throng to crown his head; 
 His name, like sweet perfume shall rise 
 With every morning sacrifice. 
 
 5 People and realms of every tongue, 
 Dwell on his love with sweetest song; 
 And infant voices shall proclaim 
 Their early blessings on his name. 
 
 6 Blessings abound where'er lie reigns, 
 The prisoner leaps to lose his chains, 
 The weary find eternal rest, 
 
 And all the sons of want are blest. 
 
 7 [Where he displays his healing power, 
 Death and the curse are known no more; 
 In him the tribes of Adam boast 
 
 More blessings than their father lost. 
 
DOMINION. 100, 101 
 
 8 Let every creature rise, and bring 
 Peculiar honors to our King; 
 Angels descend with songs again, 
 And earth repeat the loud Amen.] 
 
 1AA HYMN. L M. Watts- 
 
 LKJK * Christ Exalted. 
 
 Ps. 110, First Part. Paraphrased, 
 
 1 rpHUS the eternal Father spake 
 
 -*- To Christ, the Son, 'Ascend and sit 
 'At my right hand, till 1 shall make 
 'Thy foes submissive at thy feet. 
 
 2 'From Zion shall thy word proceed, 
 'Thy word, the sceptre in thy haad, 
 'Shall make the hearts of rebels bleed, 
 'And bow their wills to thy command: 
 
 3 'That day shall show thy power is great, 
 'When saints shall flock with willing minds, 
 'And sinners crowd thy temple gate, 
 'Where holiness in beauty shines.' 
 
 4 blessed power! glorious day! 
 What a large victory shall ensue! 
 And converts, who thy grace obey, 
 Exceed the drops of morning dew. 
 
 101 HYMN. CM Watts. 
 
 x x A Vision of the Kingdom of Christ. 
 
 Rev. 21: 4. There shall be no more death, neither sor- 
 row nor crying. 
 
 1 T 0, what a glorious sight appears 
 I i To our believing eyes! 
 
 The earth and sea are pass'd away, 
 And the old rolling skies. 
 
 2 From the third heaven, where God resides, 
 
 That holy, happy place, 
 The New Jerusalem comes down, 
 Adorn' d with shining grace. 
 
 3 Attending angels shout for joy, 
 
 And the bright armies sing, 
 
 'Mortals, behold the sacred seat 
 
 'Of your descending King. 
 
 4 'The God of Glory down to men 
 
 'Removes his blest abode, 
 
102, 103 DOMINION. 
 
 'Men, the dear objects of his grace, 
 'And he the loving God. 
 
 5 'His own soft hand shall wipe the tears 
 
 'From every weeping eye, 
 'And pains, and groans, and griefs, and fears, 
 'And death itself shall die.' 
 
 6 How long, dear Saviour. how long, 
 
 Shall this bright hour delay! 
 Fly swifter round, ye wheels of time, 
 And bring the welcome day. 
 
 1 09 HYMN. C. M. Toplady. 
 
 JU ^ All in All. J 
 
 Col. 3: 11. But Christ is all and in all. 
 
 1 l^OMPAR'D with Christ, in all beside 
 V^ No comeliness I see; 
 
 The one thing needful, dearest LoTd, 
 Is to be one with thee. 
 
 2 The ssnse of thy expiring love 
 
 Into my soul convey: 
 Thyself bestow! for thee alone, 
 My All in All, I pray. 
 
 3 Less than thyself will not suffice 
 
 My comfort to restore: 
 More than thyself I cannot crave; 
 And thou canst give no more. 
 
 4 Lov'd of my God, for him again 
 
 With love intense I'd burn: 
 Chosen of thee, ere time began, 
 I'd choose thee in return. 
 
 5 Whate'er consists not with thy love, 
 
 teach me to resign; 
 I'm rich, to all the intents of bliss, 
 If thou, God, art mine. 
 
 1 03 HYMN. L. M. Doddridge. 
 
 ±KJU Ark of Safety. 
 
 1 Pet. 3: 20. Wherein few, that is, eight souls [wem 
 saved. 
 1 npHE deluge, at th' Almighty's call— 
 I In what tempestuous streams it fell!, 
 Swallow'd the mountains in its rage, 
 And swept a guilly world to hell. 
 
CHARACTERS OF CHRIST. 104 
 
 2 In vain the tallest sons of pride 
 Fled from the close-pursuing wave; 
 Nor could their mightiest power defend, 
 Nor swiftness 'scape, nor courage save. 
 
 3 How dire the wreck! how loud the roar! 
 How shrill the universal cry 
 
 Of millions, in the last despair, 
 Re-echoed from the lowering sky! 
 
 4 Yet Noah, humble, happy saint! 
 Surrounded with a chosen few, 
 Sat in his ark, secure from fear, 
 
 And sang the grace that steer' d him through. 
 
 5 So may I sing, in Jesus safe, 
 
 While storms of vengeance round me fall, 
 Conscious how high my hopes are fix'd 
 Beyond what shakes this earthly ball. 
 
 6 Enter thine ark, while patience waits, 
 Nor ever quit that sure retreat; 
 
 Then the wide flood which buries earth, 
 Shall waft thee to a fairer seat. 
 
 7 Nor wreck nor ruin there is seen, 
 There not a wave of trouble rolls; 
 
 But the bright rainbow round the throne 
 Seals endless life to all their souls. 
 
 CHARACTERS AND REPRESENTATIONS 
 OF CHRIST. 
 
 104. HYMN L. M. 
 
 * v ^ Advocate. 
 
 1 John 2: 1. We have an Advocate. 
 
 1 XXTHERE is my God? does he retire 
 
 * * Beyond the reach of humble sighs? 
 Are these weak breathings of desire 
 Too languid to ascend the skies? 
 
 2 No, Lord, the breathings of desire, 
 The weak petition, if sincere, 
 
 Is not forbidden to aspire, 
 
 But reaches thy all-gracious ear. 
 
105, 106 CHARACTERS AND 
 
 3 Look up, my soul, with cheerful eye-, 
 See where the great Redeemer stands— 
 The glorious Advocate on high, 
 
 With precious incense in his hands! 
 
 4 He sweetens every humble groan, 
 He recommends each broken prayer; 
 Recline thy love on him alone, 
 Whose power and love forbid despair. 
 
 5 Teach my weak heart, gracious Lord! 
 With stronger faith to call thee mine; 
 Bid me pronounce the blissful word, 
 My father, God, with joy divine. 
 
 -ia^V HYMN, L.M. 
 
 lua The Beloved. 
 
 Cant. 5: 16. This is my beloved, and this is my friend* 
 
 1 ^?OME, let us here rejoice to raise, 
 Vy A sacred song of solemn praise, 
 Up to the heavens our voices send, 
 And Jesus sing, our heavenly Friend. 
 
 2 Sweet are the accents of bis name, 
 "Vast as eternity his fame! 
 
 What heart can fully comprehend- 
 The boundless glory of this Friend! 
 
 3 let us make his name our trust; 
 He is a Saviour wise and just; 
 On his almighty arm depend, 
 
 He is a tried and faithful Friend. 
 
 4 He will our every want supply, 
 In every trouble will be nigh; 
 Will love and save us to the end; 
 
 bless and praise this precious Friend! 
 
 5 Grant, dearest Lord, we each may prove 
 Thy power, thy presence, and thy love, 
 And everlasting ages spend, 
 
 In praise to thee, our heavenly Friend. 
 
 JOg HYMN. L. M. 
 
 .Brazen Serpent . 
 
 Num. 21: S, 9, Make thee a fiery serpent. 
 
 1 "YYTHEN IsraeL's grieving tribes complain'd 
 VV With fiery serpents greatly pain'd, 
 A serpent straight the prophet made 
 Of molten brass, to view display'*!. 
 
REPRESENTATIONS OF CHRIST. . 107 
 
 2 Around the fainting crowds attend, 
 
 To heaven their mournful sighs ascend; 
 They hope, they look, while Irom the pole 
 Descends a power that makes them whole. 
 
 3 But, Oh, what healing to the heart 
 Doth our Redeemer's cross impart! 
 What life, by faith, our souls receive! 
 What pleasure do his sorrows give 
 
 4 Still may I view the Saviours cross, 
 And other objects count but loss; 
 Here still be flx'd my feasted eyes, 
 Enraptur'd with his sacrifice! 
 
 5 Jesus, the Saviour! balmy name! 
 
 Thy worth my tongue would now proclaim: 
 By thy atonement set me free! — 
 My life, my hope is all from thee. 
 
 107 
 
 HYMN. L. M. Fawcett. 
 Bread of Life. 
 John 6: 35—48. lam the bread of life. 
 
 1 "pjEPRAVED minds on ashes feed, 
 
 \J Nor love, nor seek for heavenly bread; 
 They choose the husks which swine do eat, 
 Or meanly crave the serpent's meat. 
 
 2 Jesus, thou art the living bread 
 By which our needy souls are fed; 
 In thee alone thy children find 
 Enough to fill the empty mind. 
 
 3 Without this bread, I starve and die; 
 No other can my need supply: 
 
 But this will suit my wretched case, 
 Abroad, at home, in every place. 
 
 4 'Tis this relieves the hungry poor, 
 Who ask for bread at every door; 
 This living food descends from heav'n, 
 As manna to the Jews was giv'n. 
 
 5 This precious food my heart revives; 
 What strength, what nourishment it gives! 
 let me evermore be fed 
 
 With this divine, celestial bread! 
 
108, 109 CHARACTERS AND 
 
 1 ao HYMN. L. M. FawcetU 
 
 *^° Bridegroom. 
 
 Isa. 54: 5. For thy Maker is thine husband* 
 
 1 TESUS, the heavenly Lover, gave 
 
 J His life my wretched soul to save: 
 Resolv'd to make his mercy known, 
 He kindly claims me for his own. 
 
 2 Rebellious, I against him strove, 
 Till melted and constraint by lave; 
 With sin and self I freely part, 
 
 The heavenly Bridegroom wins my heart. 
 
 3 My guilt, my wretchedness he knows, 
 Yet takes and owns me for his spouse: 
 My debts he pays, and sets me free, 
 And makes his riches o'er to me. 
 
 4 My filthy rags are laid aside, 
 
 He clothes me as becomes his bride; 
 Himself bestows my wedding dress — 
 The perfect robe of righteousness. 
 
 5 Lost in astonishment, I see, 
 Jesus! thy boundless love to me: 
 With angels 1 thy grace adore, 
 
 And long to love and praise thee more. 
 
 6 Since thou wilt take me for thy bride, 
 
 Saviour, keep me near thy side: 
 
 1 fain would give thee all my heart, 
 Nor eveT from my Lord depart. 
 
 1 QQ HYMN. L. M. Beddome. 
 
 LKJ ^ Bright and Morning Star. 
 
 Rev. 2 l Z: 16. I am the bright and morning star, 
 
 1 "VTE worlds of light, that roll so near 
 
 X The Saviour's throne of shining bliss, 
 tell how mean your glories are — 
 How faint and few, compar'd with his! 
 
 2 We sing the Bright and Morning Star, 
 Jesus, the spring of light and love: 
 See, how its rays, diffus'd from far, 
 Conduct us to the realms above! 
 
 3 Its cheering beams spread wide abroad — 
 Point out the puzzled Christian's way: 
 Still, as he goes, he finds the Toad 
 Enlighten' d with a constant day. 
 
REPRESENTATIONS OF CHRIST. 110 
 
 4 [Thus, when the Eastern Magi brought 
 Their royal gifts, a star appears; 
 Directs them to the babe they sought; 
 
 And guides their steps, and calms their fears.J 
 
 5 When shall we reach the heavenly place 
 Where this bright Star shall brightest shine? 
 Leave far behind these scenes of night, 
 And view a lustre so divine? 
 
 110 HYMN. C. M. StennetL 
 
 liU Chief. 
 
 Cant. 5: 10—15. Chief among Ten Thousand. 
 
 1 rT\0 Christ, the Lord, let every tongue 
 
 I Its noblest tribute bring: 
 When he's the subject of the song, 
 Who can refuse to sing? 
 
 2 Survey the beauties of his face, 
 
 And on his glories dwell; 
 Think of the wonders of his grace, 
 And all his triumphs tell. 
 
 3 Majestic sweetness sits enthron'd 
 
 Upon his awful brow; 
 His head with radiant glories crowned, 
 His lips with grace o'erflow. 
 
 4 No mortal can with him compare 
 
 Among the sons of men: 
 Fairer he is than all the fair 
 That fill the heavenly train. 
 
 5 He saw me plung'd in deep distress, 
 
 He flew to my relief; 
 For me he bore the shameful cross, 
 And carried all my grief. 
 
 6 To heav'n, the place of his abode, 
 
 He brings my weary feet; 
 Shows me the glories of my God, 
 And makes my joys complete. 
 
 7 Since from his bounty I receive, 
 
 Such proofs of love divine, 
 Had I a thousand hearts to give, 
 Lord, they should all be thine! 
 
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Ill, 112 CHARACTERS AND 
 
 111 HYMN. 8.7. Madan's Collection. 
 Consolation. 
 Luke 2: 25. Watching for the Consolation of Israel. 
 
 1 ^10ME, thou long-expected Jesus! 
 V_7 Born to set thy people free; 
 From our fears and sins release us, 
 
 Let us find our rest in thee: 
 Israel's strength and consolation, 
 
 Hope of ail the saints thou art; 
 Dear Desire of every nation — 
 
 Joy of every longing heart. 
 
 2 Born, thy people to deliver; 
 
 Born a child, and yet a king; 
 Born to reign in us for ever, 
 
 Now thy gracious kingdom bring: 
 By thine own eternal Spirit, 
 
 Rule in all our hearts alone; 
 By thine all-sufficient merit, 
 
 Raise us to thy glorious throne. 
 
 1 19 HYMN. L. M. Doddridge. 
 
 ComerStone. 
 1 Pet. 2: 6. Hay in Zion a chief corner-stone. 
 
 1 T ORD, dost thcu show a corner-stone 
 I A For us to build our hopes upon, 
 
 That the fair edifice may rise 
 Sublime in light beyond the skies? 
 
 2 We own the work of sovereign love; 
 Nor death nor hell the hopes shall move, 
 Which fix'd on this foundation stand, 
 Laid by thy own almighty hand. 
 
 3 Thy people long this stone have try'd, 
 And all the powers of hell defy'd; 
 Floods of temptation beat in vain — 
 Well doth this rock the house sustain. 
 
 4 When storms of wrath around prevail, 
 Whirlwind and thunder, fire and hail, 
 'Tis here our trembling souls shall hide, 
 And here securely they abide: 
 
 5 While such, as scorn this precious stone, 
 1 Fond of some quicksand of their own, 
 
 Borne down by weighty vengeance die, 
 And buried deep in ruin lie. 
 
REPRESENTATIONS OF CHRIST. 113, 114 
 -I 13 HYMN. CM. 
 
 Desire of all Nations. 
 Hag. 2: 7. And the Desire of all nations shall come. 
 1 TNFINITE excellence is thine, 
 _L Thou lovely Prince of Grace! 
 Thy uncreated beauties shine 
 With never-fading rays. 
 1 2 Sinners, from earth's remotest end, 
 Come bending at thy feet; 
 To thee their prayers and vows ascend, 
 In thee their wishes meet. 
 
 3 Thy name, as precious ointment shed, 
 
 Delights the church around; 
 Sweetly the sacred odours spread 
 Through all Immanuel's ground. 
 
 4 Millions of happy spirits live 
 
 On thy exhaustless store; 
 From thee they all their bliss receive, 
 And still thou givest more. 
 
 5 Thou art their triumph and their joy; 
 
 They find their all in thee; 
 Thy glories will their tongues employ 
 Through all eternity. 
 
 114. HYMN. C. M. Doddridge, 
 
 A x ^ Door. 
 
 John 10: 9. I am the Door. 
 
 1 A WAKE, our souls, and bless his name, 
 A Whose mercies never fail; 
 
 Who opens wide a door of hope 
 In Achor's gloomy vale. 
 
 2 Behold the portal wide display'd, 
 
 The building's strong and fair; 
 Within are pastures fresh and green, 
 And living streams are there. 
 
 3 Enter, my soul, with cheerful haste, 
 
 For Jesus is the door: 
 Nor fear the serpent's wily arts, 
 Nor fear the lion's roar. 
 
 4 Oh, may thy grace the nations lead, 
 
 And Jews and Gentiles come, 
 All trav'ling through one beauteous gate, 
 To one eternal home! 
 
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115, 116 CHARACTERS AND 
 
 -, -, fr HYMN. C. M. DobeiL 
 
 lit) Door. 
 
 John 10:. 9. lam the Door, 
 
 1 /CHRIST is the way to heavenly bliss, 
 \J And Christ the only door: 
 
 My soul, pursue no way but this, 
 For this alone is sure. 
 
 2 'Tis through this door, and this alone, 
 
 That thou art led to God; 
 Rest, then, on what thy Lord has done, 
 And plead his precious blood. 
 
 3 This door will lead thee safe to heaven, 
 
 And give thee entrance in; 
 And God will own thy sins forgiven, 
 However vile they've been. 
 
 -tig HYMN. L. M. Steele. 
 
 x A l 
 
 Example. 
 John 13: 15. Ihave given you an Example. 
 ND is the gospel peace and love? 
 ju Such let our conversation be; 
 The serpent blended with the dove, 
 Wisdom and meek simplicity. 
 
 2 Whene'er the angry passions rise, 
 
 And tempt our thoughts or tongues to striie, 
 To Jesus let us lift out eyes, 
 Bright pattern of the Christian lite! 
 
 3 Oh, how benevolent and kind! 
 How mild! how ready to forgive! 
 Be this the temper of our mind, 
 
 And these the rules by which we live. 
 
 4 To do his heavenly Father's will 
 Was his employment and delight; 
 Humility and holy zeal _ . 
 Shone through his life divinely bright* 
 
 5 Dispensing good where'er he came, 
 The labours of his life were love: 
 Oh, if we love the Saviour's name, 
 Let his divine example move! 
 
 6 But, ah! how blind! how weak we are! 
 How frail! how apt to turn aside! 
 Lord, we depend upon thy care, 
 
 And ask thy Spirit for our guide. 
 
REPRESENTATIONS OF CHRIST. 117, 118 
 
 7 Thy fair example may we trace, 
 To teach us what we ought to be! 
 Make us, by thy transforming grace, 
 Dear Saviour, daily more like thee! 
 
 117 HYMN. L. M. Doddridge. 
 
 *• A Forerunner and Foundation. 
 
 Heb. 6: 19, 20. Forerunner — entered. 
 
 1 TESUS, the Lord, our souls adore? 
 J A painful sufferer now no more, 
 High or: his Father's throne he reigns 
 O'er earth and heaven's extensive plains. 
 
 2 His race for ever is complete; 
 For ever undisturb'd his seat; 
 Myriads of angels round him fly, 
 And sing his well-gain' d victory. 
 
 3 Yet, 'midst the honours of his throne, 
 He joys not for himself alone! 
 
 His meanest servants share their part, 
 Share in that royal tender heart. 
 
 4 Raise, raise, my soul, thy raptur'd sight, 
 With sacred wonder and delight; 
 Jesus, thy own forerunner, see 
 Enter'd beyond the vail for thee. 
 
 5 Loud let the howling tempest yell, 
 And foaming waves to mountains swell; 
 No shipwreck can my vessel fear, 
 Since hope hath fix'd its anchor here. 
 
 1 1 Q HYMN. 104th. FawcetU 
 
 x x ^ The Fullness of Christ. 
 
 John 1: 16. And of his fullness have we received. 
 
 1 A FULNESS resides in Jesus our head, 
 /jL And ever abides to answer our need: 
 
 The Father's good pleasure has laid up in store 
 A plentiful treasure to give to the poor. 
 
 2 What'er be our wants, we need not to fear; 
 
 Our numerous complaints his mercy will hear: 
 His fulness shall yield us abundant supplies; 
 His power shall shield us, when dangers arise. 
 
 3 The fountain o'erflows our woes to redress; 
 
 Still more he bestows, and grace upon grace: 
 His gifts in abundance we daily receive; 
 
 He has a redundance for all that believe. 
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119, 120 CHARACTERS AA'D 
 
 4 Whatever distress awaits us below, 
 
 Such plentiful grace will Jesus bestow, 
 As still shall support us, and silence our fear; 
 For nothing can hurt us while Jesus is near. 
 
 5 When troubles attend, or danger or strife, 
 
 His love will defend and guard us thro' life: 
 And when we are fainting, and ready to die, 
 Whatever is wanting his hand will supply. 
 
 ]1Q HYMN. CM. Cowper. 
 
 *" Fountain. 
 
 Zach. 13: 1. A Fountain, opened in the house of David. 
 
 1 HPHERE is a fountain flll'd with blood, 
 -*- Drawn from Immanuel's veins; 
 And sinners, pinng' d beneath that flood, 
 
 Lose all their guilty stains. 
 
 2 The dying thief rejoic'd to see 
 
 That fountain in his day; 
 O may I there, though vile as he, 
 Wash all my sins away! 
 
 3 Dear dying Lamb! thy precious blood 
 
 Shall never lose its power, 
 Till all the ransom'd church of God 
 Be sav'd to sin no more. 
 
 4 E'er since by faith I saw the stream 
 
 Thy flowing wounds supply, 
 Redeeming love has been my theme, 
 And shall be till I die. 
 
 5 But when this lisping, stammering tongue, 
 
 Lies silent in the grave, 
 Then, in a nobler, sweeter song, 
 I'll sing thy power to save. 
 
 1 90 HYMN. L. M. Newton. 
 
 1 "-' U Friend. 
 
 1 T300R, weak, and worthless, though I am, 
 _L I have a rich almighty friend; 
 
 Jesus, the Saviour, is his name, 
 He freely loves, and without end. 
 
 2 He ransom'd me from hell with blood: 
 And, by his power, my foes controll'd: 
 He found me wandering far from God, 
 And brought me to his chosen fold. 
 
REPRESENTATIONS OF CHRIST. 121, 122 
 
 He cheers my heart, my want supplies, 
 And says that I shall shortly be 
 Enthron'd with him above the skies: 
 Oh! what a friend is Christ to me! 
 
 121 
 
 HYMN. 8s. 8s. 6s. Ckatkam. 
 Isa. 28: 16. Tried Corner Stone. 
 
 1 TTAD I ten thousand gifts beside, 
 JOL I'd cleave to Jesus crucified, 
 
 And build on him alone; 
 For no foundation is there given, 
 On which I'd place my hopes of heaven, 
 
 But Christ the corner-stone. 
 
 2 Possessing Christ, I all possess, 
 Wisdom, and strength, and righteousness, 
 
 And sanctity complete; 
 Bold in his name, I dare draw nigh 
 Before the ruler of the sky, 
 
 And all his justice meet. 
 
 3 There is no path to heavenly bliss, 
 Or solid joy, or lasting peace, 
 
 But Christ th' appointed road; 
 may we tread the sacred way! 
 By faith rejoice, and praise, and pray 
 
 Till we sit down with God. 
 
 4 The types and shadows of the word 
 Unite in Christ, the Man, the Lord, 
 
 The Saviour just and true: 
 Oh, may we all his word believe! 
 And all his promises receive, 
 
 And all his precepts do. 
 
 5 As he above for ever lives, 
 And life to dying sinners gives, 
 
 Eternal and divine; 
 may his spirit in me dwell, 
 Then, saved from sin, and death, and hell, 
 
 Eternal life is mine. 
 
 1 0O HYMN. C. M. Swain. 
 
 *** Friend. 
 
 Prov. 17: 17. A Friend loveth at all times. 
 1 Z^IOME, let our hearts and voices join, 
 V_y To praise the Saviour's name; 
 Whose truth and kinHness are divine, 
 Whose love's a constant flame. 
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123 CHARACTERS AJYD 
 
 2 When most we need his gracious hand, 
 
 This friend is always near; 
 With heaven and earth at his command, 
 He waits to answer prayer. 
 
 3 His love no end or measure knows, 
 
 Xo change can turn its course; 
 Immutably the same it flows 
 From one eternal source; 
 
 4 When frowns appear to veil his face, 
 
 And clouds surround his throne, 
 He hides the purpose of his grace 
 To make it better known. 
 
 5 And when our dearest comforts fall 
 
 Before his sovereign will, 
 
 He never takes away our all — 
 
 Himself he gives ns still! 
 
 6 Our sorrows in the scale he weighs, 
 
 And measures out our pains; 
 The wildest storm his word obeys — 
 His word its rage restrains. 
 
 19.3 HYMN. CM. 
 
 Friend. 
 Matth. 11: 19. A Friend of Publicans and Sinner 
 
 1 TESUS! thou art the sinner's Friend, 
 J As such I look to thee; 
 
 Now in the bowels of thy love, 
 Oh, Lord! remember me. 
 
 2 Remember thy pure word of grace, 
 
 Remember Calvary; 
 Remember alt thy dying groans, 
 And then remember me. 
 
 3 Thou wondrous Advocate with God! 
 
 I yield myself to thee; 
 While thou art sitting on thy throne, 
 Oh, Lord! remember me. 
 
 4 I own I'm guilty, own I'm vile, 
 
 Yet thy salvation's free: 
 Then, in thy all-abounding grace, 
 Oh, Lord! remember me. 
 
 5 Howe'er forsaken or distress'd, 
 
 However oppress'd I be, 
 Howe'er afflicted here on earth, 
 Do thou remember me. 
 
REPRESENTATIONS OF CHRIST. 124, 125 
 
 6 And when 1 close my eyes in death, 
 And creature helps all flee, 
 Then, oh, my great Redeemer, God, 
 I pray, remember me. 
 
 -S O A HYMN. L. M. Doddridge. 
 
 3L, ^* : Good Shepherd. 
 
 John 10: 11. Giveth his life for the Sheep. 
 
 1 "DRAISE to our Shepherd's gracious name, 
 JL Who on so kind an errand came; 
 Came, that by him his fiock might live, 
 And more abundant life receive. 
 
 2 Hail, great Immanuel from above! 
 High seated on thy throne of love, 
 O pour the vital torrent down — 
 
 Thy people's joy, their Lord's renown. 
 
 3 Scarce half alive, we sigh and cry, 
 Scarce raise to thee our languid eye; 
 Kind Saviour, let our dying state 
 Compassion in thy heart create. 
 
 4 The Shepherd's blood the sheep must heal; 
 may we all its influence feel! 
 
 'Till inward, deep experience show, 
 Christ can begin a heaven below. 
 
 125 
 
 HYMN. L.M. Beddome. 
 
 Gift of God. 
 John 3: 16. God gave his Son. 
 t TESUS, my love, my chief delight, 
 J For thee I long, for thee I pray, 
 Amid the shadows of the night, 
 Amid the business of the day J 
 
 2 When shall I see thy smiling face, 
 That face which I have often seen? 
 Arise, thou Sun of righteousness! 
 Scatter the clouds that intervene. 
 
 3 Thou art the glorious gift of God 
 To sinners weary and distrest; 
 The first of all his gifts bestow'd, 
 And certain pledge ol all the rest. 
 
 4 Could I but say this gift is mine, 
 I'd tread the world beneath my feet, 
 No more at poverty repine, 
 
 Nor envy the rich sinner's state. 
 
12.6, 127 CHARACTERS AND 
 
 5 The precious jewel I would keep, 
 And lodge it deep within my heart- 
 At home, abroad, awake, asleep, 
 It never should from thence depart! 
 
 1 96 HYMN. C. M. Doddridge. 
 
 x * Good Shepherd. 
 
 John 10: 29. None able to pluck tliem out.. 
 
 1 "IN one harmonious cheerful song 
 J_ Ye happy saints combine; 
 Loud let it sound from ev'ry tongue, 
 
 The Saviour is divine. 
 
 2 The least, the feeblest of the sheep, 
 
 To him the Father gave; 
 Kind is his heart the charge to keep, 
 And strong his arm to save. 
 
 3 That hand which heaven and earth sustains, 
 
 And bars the gates of hell, 
 And rivets Satan down in chains, 
 Shall guard his chosen well. 
 
 4 Now let the infernal lion roar: 
 
 How vain his threats appear, 
 When he can match Jehovah's pow'r, 
 I will begin to fear. 
 
 1 97 HYMN. C. M. Doddridge. 
 x *" Head of the Church. 
 
 Eph. 4: 15, 16. Gat-e-kim to he Head — to the C/mrs/k 
 
 1 TESUS, I sing thy matchless grace, 
 J That calls a wormtby own; 
 Gives me among thy saints a place 
 
 To make thy glories known. 
 
 2 Allied to thee, our vital Head, 
 
 We act, and grow, and thrive: 
 From thee divided, each is dead 
 When, most he seems alive. 
 
 3 Thy saints on earth, and those above,. 
 
 Here join in sweet accord: 
 One body all in mutual love, 
 And thou our common Lord. 
 
 4 Oh, may my faith each hour derive 
 
 Thy Spirit with delight; 
 While death and hell in vain shall strive 
 This bond to disunite. 
 
KEPKESENTATIONS OF CHKIST. 125, 129 
 
 5 Thou the whole body will present 
 Before thy Father's face; 
 Nor shall a wrinkle or a spot 
 Its beauteous form disgrace- 
 
 
 a OQ HYMN. L. M. Swain. 
 
 A ^ u Head of the Church. 
 
 John 14: 2. I go to prepare a place for you. 
 
 1 TT7"HY should the saints be filPd with dread, 
 VV Or yield their joys to slavish fear? 
 
 Heav'n can't be full, which holds the head, 
 Till ev'ry member's present there. 
 
 2 In heav'n the head — the members here — 
 Ten thousand thousand, yet but one! 
 
 So far asunder, yet so near! 
 Some yet unborn — some round the throne. 
 
 3 How bright eternal wisdom shines, 
 When it displays eternal love; 
 
 Instructing by these dazzling lines, 
 The earth beneath, and heav'n above! 
 
 J OQ HYMN. Ts. 
 
 Immanuel. 
 Matth. 1: 23. Call his name Immanuel. 
 
 1 /^1 OD with us! glorious name! 
 vT Let it shine in endless fame: 
 God and man in Christ unite — 
 Oh, mysterious depth and height! 
 
 '2 God with us! Amazing love 
 
 Brought him from his courts above; 
 Now, ye saints, his grace admire, 
 Swell the song with holy fire. 
 
 .3 God with us! but tainted not 
 With the first transgressor's blot; 
 Yet did he our sins sustain, 
 Bear the guilt, the curse, the pain. 
 
 ■i \God vjiih us! Oh, "blissful theme! 
 Let the impious not blaspheme, 
 Jesus shall in judgment sit, 
 Dooming rebels to the pit.] 
 God with us! Oh, wondrous grace! 
 Let us see him face to face, 
 That we may Immanuel sing, 
 As we ought our God and Kkig* 
 
130, 131 CHARACTERS AND 
 
 1 Of| HYMN. C. M. Steele. 
 
 ltJ V King of Saints. 
 
 John 1&: 37. Jesus answered— to this end was I born, 
 
 1 Z^IOME, ye that Jove the Saviour's name 
 V^ And joy to make it known; 
 
 The sovereign of your heart proclaim, 
 And bow before his throne. 
 
 2 Behold your King, your Saviour, erown'd 
 
 With glories all divine; 
 And tell the wondering nations round, 
 How bright those glories shine. 
 
 3 Infinite power, and boundless grace, 
 
 In him unite their rays: 
 You, that have e'er beheld his face, 
 Can you forbear his praise? 
 
 4 When in his earthly courts we view 
 
 The glories of our King, 
 We long to love as angels do, 
 And wish like them to sing. 
 
 5 And shall we long and wish in vain? 
 
 Lord, teach our songs to rise! 
 Thy love can animate the strain, 
 And bid it reach the skies. 
 
 6 Oh, happy period! glorious day! 
 
 When heaven and earth shall raise, 
 With all their powers, the raptur'd lay, 
 To celebrate thy praise. 
 
 iqi HYMN. L.M. Fawcett. 
 
 ltJL Lamb of God. 
 
 John 1: 29. Behold the Lamb of God, 
 
 1 "OEHOLD the sin-atoning Lamb, 
 
 jD With wonder, gratitude, and love;, 
 To take away our guilt and shame, 
 See him descending from above. 
 
 2 Our sins and griefs on him were laid; 
 He meekly bore the mighty load; 
 Our ransom price he fully paid 
 
 In groans and tears, in sweat and blood, 
 
 3 To save a guilty world, he dies; 
 Sinners, behold the bleeding Lamb! 
 To him lift up your longing eyes, 
 And hope for mercy in his name- 
 
REPRESENTATIONS OF CHRIST. 132, 133 
 
 4 Pardon and peace through him abound; 
 He can the richest blessings give; 
 Salvation in his name is found, 
 
 He bids the dying sinner live. 
 
 5 Jesus, my Lord, I look to thee — 
 Where else can helpless sinners go? 
 Thy boundless love shall set me free 
 From all my wretchedness and wo. 
 
 iqo HYMN. C. M. 
 
 XtJ * John 1: 19. Behold the Lamb. 
 
 1 TESUS, the name high over all, 
 J In hell, or earth, or sky! 
 Angels and men before it fall, 
 
 And devils fear and fly. 
 
 2 Jesus, the name to sinners dear, 
 
 The name to sinners given: 
 It scatters all their guilty fear. 
 It turns their hell to heaven, 
 
 3 that the world might taste and see 
 
 The riches of his grace! 
 The arms of love that compass me 
 Would sinners all embrace. 
 
 4 that my Jesus' heavenly charms 
 
 Might every bosom move! 
 Fly, sinners, fly into those arms 
 Of everlasting love. 
 
 5 His only righteousness I show, 
 
 His loving truth proclaim: 
 'Tis all my business here below, 
 To cry, 'Behold the Lamb!' 
 
 J33 HYMN. S. M. J. C. W. 
 
 Lnador. 
 Isa. 55: 4. / have given him for a. leader and comman- 
 der to the -people 
 
 1 npHOU very paschal Lamb, 
 
 JL Whose blood for us was shed, 
 Through whom we out of Egypt came; 
 Thy ransom'd people led. 
 
 2 Angel of gospel grace! 
 Fulfil thy character; 
 
 To guard and feed the chosen race, 
 In Israel's camp appear. 
 
134, 135 CHARACTERS AND 
 
 3 Throughout the desert way 
 Conduct us by thy light; 
 
 Be thou a cooling cloud by day, 
 A cheering fire by night. 
 
 4 Our fainting souls sustain 
 With blessings from above, 
 
 And ever on thy people rain 
 The manna of thy love. 
 
 1QJ HYMN, L. M. Steele. 
 
 *■*" Life of the Soul. 
 
 John 14: 19. Because I live, ye shall live 
 
 1 \\J HEN sins and fears prevailing rise, 
 
 V V And fainting hope almost expires, 
 Jesus, to thee I lift mine eyes — 
 To thee I breathe my soft desires. 
 
 2 Art thou not mine, my living Lord! 
 And can my hope — my comfort die, 
 Fix'd on thy everlasting word; 
 
 That word which built the earth and sky? 
 
 3 If my immortal Saviour lives, 
 Then my immortal life is sure; 
 His word a firm foundation gives; 
 Here let me build and rest secure. 
 
 4 Here let my faith unshaken dwell; 
 Immoveable the promise stands; 
 Not all the powers of earth, or hell, 
 Can e'er dissolve the sacred bands. 
 
 5 Here, my soul, thy trust repose! 
 If Jesus is for ever mine, 
 
 Not death itself, that last of foes, 
 Shall break a union so divine. 
 
 J 35 HYMN. 8s, 7s, 
 
 Lfght. 
 
 Isa. 9: 2. Seen great light. 
 1 T IGHT of those whose dreary dwelling 
 jLJ Borders on the shades of death; 
 Come! and thy dear self revealing, 
 
 Dissipate the clouds beneath; 
 The new heavens' and and earth's Creator, 
 la our deepest darkness rise! 
 
136, 137 REPRESENTATIONS OF CHRIST 
 
 Scattering all the night of nature, 
 Pouring day upon our eyes! 
 
 2 Still we wait for thine appearing, 
 
 Life and joy thy beams impart. 
 Chasing all our fears and cheering 
 
 Every poor benighted heart; 
 Come, and manifest the favor 
 
 Thou hast for the ransom'd race; 
 Come, thou dear exalted Saviour! 
 
 Come, and bring thy gospel grace, 
 
 3 Save us in thy great compassion, 
 
 £MliOu mild pacific Prince? 
 Give the knowledge of salvation, 
 
 Give the pardon of our sins: 
 By thine all-sufficient merit, 
 
 Every burden'd soul release; 
 By the influence of thy Spirit, 
 
 Guide us into perfect peace. 
 
 iQfi HYMN. 7s. W-. 
 
 XkJKJ Meichizedek— A Type. 
 
 Gen. 14: 18. Mel ckizedek— Priest of Gad, 
 
 1 TZTNGof Salem, bless my soul! 
 X\_ Make a wounded sinner whole! 
 King of Righteousness and Peace, 
 Let not thy sweet visits, cease! 
 
 2 Come, refresh this soul of mine, 
 With thy sacred bread and wine! 
 All thy love to me unfold, 
 
 Half of which cannot be told. 
 
 3 Hail, Melchizedek divine!' 
 
 Thou, great High-Priest shall be mine! 
 All my powers before thee fall — 
 Take not tithe, but take them all. 
 
 137 HYMN. CM. 
 
 Messenger of the Covenant. 
 Mai. 3: 1. Even the Messenger of the Covenant, 
 1 TESUS commission'd from above, 
 •J Descends to men below, 
 And shows from whence the springs of love, 
 In endless currents flow. 
 
138 CHARACTERS AND 
 
 2 He whom the boundless heaven adores, 
 
 Whom angels long to see, 
 Quitted with joy those blissful shores, 
 Ambassador to me! 
 
 3 To me, a worm, a sinful clod, 
 
 A rebel, all forlorn; 
 A foe, a traitor to my God, 
 And of a traitor born. 
 
 4 To me, who never sought his grace, 
 
 Who mock'd his sacred word; 
 Who never knew or lov'd his face, 
 And all his will abhorr'd: 
 
 5 [To me, who could not even praise, 
 
 When his kind heart I knew, 
 But sought a thousand devious ways, 
 Rather than keep the true.] 
 
 6 Yet the redeeming Angel came, 
 
 So vile a worm to bless; 
 He took with gladness all my blame, 
 And gave his righteousness. 
 
 7 Oh that my languid heart might glow 
 
 With ardour all divine! 
 And, for more love than seraphs know, 
 Like burning seraphs shine! 
 
 1 QO HYMN. L, M. Needham. 
 
 Dan. 9: 26. Shall Messiah be cut off. 
 
 1 /^1 LORY to God! who reigns above, 
 
 vJT Who dwells in light, whose name is love ; 
 Ye saints and angels, if ye can, 
 Declare the love of God to man. 
 
 2 Oh what can more his love commend, 
 His dear, his only Son to send! 
 
 That man, condemn'd to die, might live, 
 And God be glorious to forgive! 
 
 3 Messiah's come — with joy behold 
 The days by prophets long foretold: 
 Judah, thy royal sceptre's broke; 
 
 And time still proves what Jacob spoke. 
 5 Daniel, thy weeks are all expir'd — 
 The time prophetic seals requir'd; 
 Cut off for sins, but not his own, 
 Thy Prince, Messiah, did atone. 
 
REPRESENTATIONS OF CHRIST. 139 
 
 5 Thy famous temple, Solomon, 
 Is by the latter far out-shone: 
 
 It wanted not thy glittering store, 
 Messiah's presence grac'd it more. 
 
 6 We see the prophecies fulfill' d 
 
 In Jesus, that most wond'rous child: 
 His birth, his life, his death combine 
 To prove his character divine. 
 
 7 Jesus, thy gospel firmly stands 
 
 A blessing to these favor' d lands; 
 No infidel shall be our dread, 
 Since thou art risen from the dead. 
 
 1 on HYxMN. 7. 6. 8. C. Wesley. 
 
 ltJlJ Passover. 
 
 1 Cor. 5: 7. Christ our Passover is sacrificed for us. 
 
 1 /CHRIST our passover is slain 
 KJ To set his people free — 
 Free from sin's Egyptian chain, 
 
 And Pharaoh's tyranny. 
 
 Lord, that we may now depart, 
 
 And truly serve our pardoning God, 
 
 Sprinkle every house and heart 
 
 With thine atoning blood. 
 
 2 Let the angel of the Lord 
 
 His awful charge fulfil, 
 Let his pestilential sword 
 
 The first-born victims kill; 
 Safe, in snares and death, we dwell, 
 Protected, by that crimson sign, 
 From the rage of earth and hell, 
 
 And from the wrath divine. 
 
 3 Wilt thou not a difference make 
 
 Betwixt a friend and foe, 
 Vengeance on the Egyptians take, 
 
 And grace to Israel show? 
 Know'st thou not, most righteons God, 
 We on the paschal Lamb rely? 
 See us cover' d with the blood, 
 
 And pass thy people by. 
 
CHARACTERS AND 140, 141 
 
 140 HYMN. CM. Steele. 
 
 *^ v Pearl of great Price. 
 
 Matth. 13: 46. Found one Pearl of great 'price. 
 
 1 "VTE glittering toys of earth, adieu! 
 
 X A nobler choice be mine; 
 A real prize attracts my view, 
 A treasure all divine. 
 
 2 Begone, unworthy of my cares, 
 
 Ye specious baits of sense; 
 Inestimable worth appears, 
 The Pearl of price immense! 
 
 3 Jesus, to multitudes unknown, 
 
 name divinely sweet! 
 Jesus, in thee, in thee alone, 
 Wealth, honour, pleasure meet. 
 
 4 Should both the Indies, at my call, 
 
 Their boasted stores resign; 
 "With joy I would renounce them all, 
 For leave to call thee mine. 
 
 5 Should earth's vain treasures all depart, 
 
 Of this dear gift possess'd, 
 I'd clasp it to my joyful heart, 
 And be for ever bless'd. 
 
 6 Dear sovereign of my soul's desires, 
 
 Thy Jove is bliss divine, 
 Accept the wish that love inspires, 
 And bid me call thee mine. 
 
 -|41 HYMN. L. M. Steele. 
 
 Physician of Souls. 
 Jer. 8: 22. Is there no Physician there. 
 
 1 TPVEEP are the wounds which sin has made; 
 AJ Where shall the sinner find a cure? 
 
 In vain, alas! is nature's aid; 
 
 The work exceeds all nature's power. 
 
 2 Sin, like a raging fever, reigns 
 With fatal strength in every part; 
 The dire contagion fills the veins, 
 And spreads its poison to the heart. 
 
 3 And can no sovereign balm be found? 
 And is no kind physician nigh, 
 
 To ease the pain, and heal the wound, 
 Ere life and hope for ever fly? 
 
REPRESENTATIONS OF CHRIST. 143 
 
 4 There is a great Physician near; 
 Look up, fainting soul and live: 
 See, in his heavenly smiles appear 
 Such ease as nature cannot give! 
 
 5 See, in the Saviour's dying blood, 
 Life, health, and bliss, abundant flow; 
 'Tis only this dear sacred flood 
 
 Can ease thy pain and heal thy wo. 
 
 6 Sin throws in vain its pointed dart; 
 For here a sovereign cure is found, 
 A cordial for the fainting heart, 
 
 A balm for every painful wound. 
 
 142 
 
 HYMN. L. M. Stennett. 
 
 Priesthood of Christ. 
 
 Heb. 7: 17. Thou art a Priest forever. 
 
 1 'IVTONG all the Priests of Jewish race, 
 
 JLtJL Jesus the most illustrious stands; 
 The radiant beauty of his face 
 Superior love and awe demands. 
 
 2 Not Aaron or Melchisedec 
 
 Could claim such high descent as he; 
 His nature and his name bespeak 
 His unexampled pedigree. 
 
 3 Descended from the eternal God, 
 He bears the name of his own Son; 
 And dress'd in human flesh and blood, 
 He puts his priestly garments on. 
 
 4 The mitred crown, the embroider'd vest, 
 With graceful dignity he wears; 
 
 And, in full splendor, on his breast 
 The sacred oracle appears. 
 
 5 So he presents his sacrifice — 
 An offering most divinely sweet; 
 While clouds of fragrant incense rise, 
 And covers o'er the mercy-seat. 
 
 6 The Father, with approving smile, 
 Accepts the offering of his Son: 
 New joys the wondeiing angels feel, 
 And haste to bear the tidings down. 
 
 7 The welcome news their lips repeat, 
 Gives sacred pleasure to my breast: 
 Henceforth, my soul, thy cause commit 
 To Christ, thy Advocate and Priest. 
 
143, 144 CHARACTERS AND 
 
 14_Q HYMN. 1 12th. President Davies. 
 ± ^ tfJ Prophet Priest and Kin«*. 
 
 Ps. 2: 6. Yet have 1 set my King upon my holy hill oj 
 Zion. 
 
 1 TESUS, how precious is thy name! 
 
 *J The great Jehovah's darling thou! 
 Oh, let me catch th' immortal flame, 
 With which angelic bosoms glow! 
 Since angels love thee, I would love, 
 And imitate the bless'd above. 
 
 2 My Prophet thou, my heavenly guide, 
 
 Thy sweet instructions I will hear! 
 The words, that from thy lips proceed, 
 how divinely sweet they are ! 
 Thee, my great Prophet , I would love, 
 And imitate the bless'd above. 
 
 3 My great High Priest, whose precious blood 
 
 Did once atone upon the cross; 
 Who now dost intercede with God, 
 
 And plead the friendless sinner's cause; 
 In thee I trust; thee I would love, 
 And imitate the bless'd above. 
 
 4 My King supreme, to thee I bow, 
 
 A willing subject at thy feet; 
 All other lords I disavow, 
 
 And to thy government submit; 
 My Saviour King this heart would love, 
 And imitate the bless'd above. 
 
 Md HYMN. 8s. 7s. Newton. 
 
 A " Mark 5. 39—42. The Physician. 
 
 1 Z^IOULD the creatures help or ease us, 
 KJ Seldom should we think of pray'r; 
 Few, if any, come to Jesus, 
 
 Till reduced to self-despair. 
 
 2 Long we either slight or doubt him, 
 
 But when all the means we try, 
 Prove we cannot do without him, 
 Then at last to him we cry. 
 
 3 Thus the ruler when his daughter, 
 
 Suffer'd much tho' Christ was nigh, 
 Still deferr'd it, till he thought her 
 At the very point to die. 
 
REPRESENT ATIONS OF CHRIST. 145 
 
 4 thou meek and lowly Saviour, 
 
 How determin'd is thy love ! 
 Not this rude, unkind behaviour, 
 Could thy gracious purpose move. 
 
 5 Fear not then, distres'd believer, 
 
 Venture on his mighty name; 
 He is able to deliver, 
 And his love is still the same, 
 
 6 Can his pity or his power 
 
 Suffer thee to pray in vain? 
 wait but his appointed hour, 
 And thy suit thou shalt obtain. 
 
 |45 HYMN7 C. M. Doddridge. 
 
 Precious to Believers. 
 1 Pet. 2: 7. Unto you that believe, he is precious, 
 
 1 TESUS, T love thy charming name, 
 J 'Tis music to my ear; 
 
 Fain would I sound it out so loud 
 That earth and heaven might hear. 
 
 2 Yes, thou art precious to my soul! 
 
 My transport and my trust: 
 Jewels to thee are gaudy toys, 
 And gold is sordid dust. 
 
 3 All my capacious powers can wish, 
 
 In thee doth richly meet; 
 Nor to my eyes is light so dear, 
 Nor friendship half so sweet. 
 
 4 Thy grace shall dwell upon my heart, 
 
 And shed its fragrance there; 
 The noblest balm of all its wounds, 
 The cordial of its care. 
 
 5 I'll speak the honors of thy name 
 
 With my last lab'ring breath; 
 And, dying, clasp thee in my arms — 
 The antidote of death. 
 
 14fi HYMN. L. M. 
 
 " v Ransom. 
 
 1 Tim. 2: 6. Who gave himself a ransom for all, to be 
 testified i?i due time. 
 1 'TCOME, the great Redeemer cries, 
 _L *A year of freedom to declare, 
 'From debts and bondage to discharge; 
 'And Jews and Greeks the grace shall. share. 
 
147 CHARACTERS AND 
 
 2 *A day of vengeance I proclaim, 
 'But not on man the storm shall fall: 
 <On me its thunders shall descend, 
 
 'My strength, my love, sustain them all/' 
 
 3 Stupendous favor! matchless grace! 
 Jesus has died, that we might live: 
 Not worlds below, nor worlds above, 
 Could so divine a ransom give. 
 
 4 To Him, who lov'd our ruin'd race, 
 And for our lives laid down his own, 
 Let songs of joyful praises rise, 
 Sublime, eternal as his throne. 
 
 147 HYMN. C. M. Doddridge. 
 
 Righteousness. 
 Jer. 23: 6. The Lord our Righteousness* 
 
 1 Q AVIOUR divine ! we know thy name, 
 O And in that name we trust; 
 Thou art the Lord our righteousness, 
 
 Thou art thine Israel's boast. 
 
 2 Guilty we plead before thy throne, 
 
 And low in dust we lie, 
 Till Jesus stretch his gracious arm 
 To bring the guilty nigh. 
 
 3 The sins of one most righteous day 
 
 Might plunge us in despair; 
 Yet all the crimes of numerous years 
 Shall our great Surety clear. 
 
 4 That spotless robe, which he hath wrought, 
 
 Shall deck us all around; 
 Nor by the piercing eye of God 
 One blemish shall be found. 
 
 5 Pardon, and peace, and lively hope, 
 
 To sinners now are given; 
 Israel and Judah soon shall change 
 Their wilderness for heaven . 
 
 6 With joy we taste that manna now, 
 
 Thy mercy scatters down: 
 We seal our humble vows to thee, 
 And wait the promis'd crown . 
 

 REPRESENTATIONS OF CHRIST. 148, 149 
 
 HYMN. 7's. Toplady. 
 x ^^ Rock of A»es. 
 
 Isa. 26: 4. In the Lord Jehovah is. 
 
 1 TJ OCR of Ages, shelter me! 
 \\ Let me hide myself in thee! 
 Let the water and the blood, 
 From thy wounded side which flow'd, 
 Be of sin the double cure; 
 Cleanse me from its guilt and power. 
 
 2 Not the labor of my hands 
 Can fulfil thy law's demands: 
 Could my zeal no respite know, 
 Could my tears for ever flow, 
 All for sin could not atone: 
 Thou must save and thou alone. 
 
 3 Nothing in my hand I bring, 
 Simply to thy cross I cling; 
 Naked, come to thee for dress; 
 Helpless, look to thee for grace: 
 Back, 1 to the fountain fly, 
 Wash me, Saviour, or I die ! 
 
 4 While I draw this fleeting breath, 
 When my eye-strings break in death, 
 When I soar to worlds unknown, 
 See thee on thy judgment throne- 
 Rock of Ages, shelter me! 
 Let me hide myself in thee ! 
 
 -|4Q HYMN. L.M. Medley. 
 
 A ^ Root and Offspring. 
 
 Rev. 22: 16. The Boot and Offspring of David. 
 
 1 A LL hail, thou great Immanuel! 
 
 -"- Thy love, thy glory, who can tell? 
 Angels, and all the heav'nlv host, 
 Are in the boundless prospect lost. 
 
 2 Among a thousand forms of love, 
 
 In which he shines and smiles above, 
 This with peculiar joy we view, 
 He's David's root and offspring too. 
 
 3 There Jesus, in the glorious plan, 
 Shines, the great God, the wondrous man; 
 As God, the root of all our bliss, 
 
 As man, the branch of righteousness. 
 
150, 151 CHARACTERS AND 
 
 4 All hail, thou dear redeeming Lord! 
 All hail, thou co-essentia] word! 
 All hail, thou root and branch divine! 
 All hail — and be the glory thine ! 
 
 1?SO HYMN. L. M. Steele. 
 
 lOVJ Saviour. 
 
 Acts 4: 12. Neither is there Salvation in any other. 
 
 1 TESUS, the spring of joys divine, 
 
 •J Whence all our hopes and comforts flow — 
 Jesus, no other name but thine 
 Can save us from eternal wo. 
 
 2 In vain would boasting reason find 
 The way to happiness and God, 
 Her weak directions leave the mind 
 Bewilder'd in a dubious road. 
 
 3 No other name will heaven approve; 
 Thou art the true, the living way, 
 Ordain'd by everlasting love 
 
 To the bright realms of endless day. 
 
 4 Here let our constant feet abide, 
 Nor from the heavenly path depart: 
 let thy Spirit, gracious Guide ! 
 Direct our steps, and cheer our heart. 
 
 5 Safe lead us through this world of night, 
 And bring us to the blissful plains — 
 The region of uuclouded light, 
 
 Where perfect joy for ever reigns. 
 
 151 
 
 i 
 
 HYMN. S. M. Steele. 
 Shepherd 
 Ps. 23. 1 — 5. The Lord is my Shepherd', 
 TTTHILE my Redeemer's near, 
 W My Shepherd and my guide, 
 I bid farewell to anxious fear, 
 My wants are all supply' d 
 To ever-fragrant meads, 
 Where rich abundance grows, 
 His gracious hand indulgent leads, 
 And guards my sweet repose. 
 Along the lovely scene 
 Cool waters gently roll, 
 Transparent, sweet, and all serene, 
 To cheer my fainting soul. 
 
REPRESENTATIONS OF CHRIST. 125 
 
 Here let my spirit rest: 
 
 How sweet a lot is mine! 
 With pleasure, food, and safety blest — 
 
 Beneficence divine! 
 
 Dear shepherd, if I stray, 
 
 My wandering feet restore; 
 To thy fair pastures guide my way, 
 
 And let me rove no more. 
 
 Unworthy as I am 
 
 Of thy protecting care, 
 Jesus, I plead thy gracious name, 
 
 For all my hopes are there. 
 
 1150 HYMN. 8s, 7s. 
 
 xu ^ Saviour. 
 
 Luke 19: 10. The Saviour seeking the Lost, 
 
 1 TTAIL, my ever blessed Jesus, 
 JlL Only thee I wish to sing: 
 To my soul thy name is precious, 
 
 Thou, my prophet, priest, and kiug. 
 
 2 0! what mercy flows from heaven, 
 
 0! what joy and happiness! 
 Love I much! I've much forgiven — 
 I'm a miracle of grace. 
 
 3 [Once with Adam's race in ruin, 
 
 Unconcern' d in sin I lay; 
 Swift destruction still pursuing, 
 Till my Saviour passed by. 
 
 4 Witness, all ye hosts of heaven, 
 
 My Redeemer's tenderness; 
 Love I much? I've much forgiven — 
 I'm a miracle of grace.] 
 
 5 Shout, ye bright angelic choir, 
 
 Praise the Lamb enthron'd above; 
 Whilst astonish'd, I admire, 
 
 God's free grace and boundless love. 
 
 6 That blest moment I receiv'd him, 
 
 Fill'd my soul with joy and peace! 
 Love I much? I've much iorgiven — 
 I'm a miracle of grace. 
 
153, 154 CHARACTERS AND 
 
 153 HYMN. S. M. 
 
 Salvation. 
 
 Ps. 27: 1. The Lord is my salvation, 
 
 \\/ r HEN earthly comforts die, 
 * * And thorns o'erspread the road, 
 Whither, whither shall 1 fly, 
 
 But unto thee, ray God? 
 
 AVhen anxious thoughts arise, 
 
 And sorrows compass round, 
 Amidst ten thousand enemies, 
 
 In Thee my help is found. 
 
 Then at thy feet I'll bow, 
 
 And in thy mercy trust: 
 If I am sav'd, how good art Thou! 
 
 And if I perish, just! 
 
 Perish! — it cannot be, 
 
 Since Jesus shed his blood; 
 The promise is both rich and free; 
 
 And he will make it good. 
 
 154 
 
 HYMN. C. M. 
 
 Spiritual Coronation. 
 
 Cant. 3: Hi Behold king Solo?nou loitli a crown. 
 
 1 A LL-HAIL the pow'r of Jesus' name! 
 J_\_ Let angels prostrate fall; 
 
 Bring forth the royal diadem, 
 And crown him Lord of all. 
 Martyrs. 
 
 2 [Crown him, ye martyrs of our God, 
 
 Who from his altar call; 
 Extol the stem of Jesse's rod, 
 And crown him Lord of all. 
 Converted Jews. 
 
 3 [Ye chosen seed of Israel's race, 
 
 A remnant weak and small: 
 Hail him who saves you by his grace, 
 And crown him Lord of all. 
 Believing Gentiles. 
 
 4 Ye Gentile sinners, ne'er forget 
 
 The wormwood and the gall; 
 Go — spread your trophies at his feet, 
 And crownjhim Lord of all. 
 
255 REPRESENTATIONS OF CHRIST. 
 
 Sinners of every Age. 
 
 5 [Babes, men, and sires, who know his love- 
 
 Who feel your sin and thrall, 
 
 Now joy with all the hosts above, 
 
 And crown him Lord of all.] 
 
 Sinners of every Nation, 
 
 6 Let every kindred, every tribe, 
 
 On this terrestrial ball, 
 To him all majesty ascribe, 
 And crown him Lord of all. 
 Ourselves. 
 
 7 Oh that with yonder sacred throng , 
 
 We at his feet may fall; 
 We'll join the everlasting song, 
 And crown him Lord of all. 
 
 |55 HYMN. C. M. Toplady. 
 
 John 15: 1. I am the true Vine. 
 
 1 TESUS, immutably the same! 
 •J Thou true and living Vine! 
 Around thy all-supporting stem 
 
 My feeble arms I twine. 
 
 2 Quicken' d by thee, and kept alive, 
 
 I flourish and bear fruit: 
 My life I from thy sap derive, 
 My vigor from thy root. 
 
 3 I can do nothing without thee; 
 
 My strength is wholly thine: 
 Wither' d and barren should I be, 
 If sever' d from the Vine. 
 
 4 Upon my leaf, when parch' d with heat, 
 
 Refreshing dew shall drop; 
 The plant which thy right hand hath set, 
 Shall ne'er be rooted up. 
 
 5 Each moment, water d by thy care, 
 
 And fenc'd with power divine, 
 Fruit to eternal life shall bear 
 The feeblest branch of thine. 
 
CHARACTERS AND 156, 157 
 
 1 XA HYMN. 8, 3, 6. 
 
 AUKI Way. Truth, and Life. 
 
 John 14: 6. I am the way, truth) and life, 
 
 1 finHERE is no path to heavenly bliss, 
 J_ Or solid joy, or lasting peace, 
 
 But Christ, th' appointed road: 
 Oh may we tread the sacred Way — 
 By faith rejoice, and praise, and pray, 
 
 Till we sit down with God! 
 
 2 The types and shadows of the word 
 Unite in Christ, the man, the Lord, 
 
 The Saviour just and True — 
 Oh may we all his word believe, 
 And all his promises receive, 
 
 And all his precepts do! 
 
 3 As he above for ever lives, 
 And Lift to dying sinners gives, 
 
 Eternal and divine; 
 Oh, may his Spirit in me dwell! 
 Then — sav'd from sin, and death, and hell, 
 
 Eternal life is mine. 
 
 1^7 HYMN. L. M. Doddridge. 
 
 lo * Wisdom. 
 
 1 Cor. 1: 30. Made unto us wisdom. 
 
 1 TVTY God! assist me while I raise 
 A.VJL An anthem of harmonious praise: 
 My heart thy wonders shall proclaim; 
 And spread its banners in thy name. 
 
 2 In Christ I view a store divine; 
 My Father, all that store is thine! 
 By thee prepar'd, by thee bestow'd; 
 Hail to the Saviour and the God! 
 
 3 When gloomy shades my soul o'erspread, 
 'Let there be light,' the Almighty said, 
 And Christ, my Sun, his beams displays, 
 And scatters round celestial rays, 
 
 4 Condemn'd, thy criminal I stood, 
 And awful justice ask'd my blood: 
 That welcome Saviour, from thy throne, 
 Brought righteousness and pardon down. 
 
 
REPRESENTATIONS OF CHRIST. 158, 159 
 
 5 My soul was all o'erspread with sin; 
 And ]o! his grace hath made me clean! 
 He rescues from th' infernal foe, 
 And full redemption will bestow. 
 Ye saints, assist my grateful tongue! 
 Ye angels, warble back my song! 
 For love like this demands the praise 
 Of heavenly harps and endless days. 
 
 158 
 
 HYMN. S. M. Hart. 
 Way. 
 John 14: 6. Way Truth, and Life, 
 
 I AM, saith Christ, the Way. 
 Now if we credit Him, 
 All other paths must lead astray, 
 
 How fair soe'er they seem. 
 
 I am, saith Christ, the Truth. 
 
 Then all that lacks this test, 
 Proceed it from an angel's mouth, 
 
 Is but a lie at best. 
 
 I am, saith Christ, tht Life. 
 
 Let this be seen by faith: 
 It follows without further strife, 
 
 That all besides is death. 
 
 If what those words aver, 
 
 The Holy Gbost apply; 
 The simplest Christian shall not err. 
 
 Nor be deceiv'd, nor die, 
 
Ift9,"160 GOSPEL. 
 
 159 
 
 GOSPEL. 
 
 HYMN. C. M. Watts. 
 A Rational Defenco of the Gospel. 
 
 1 QHALL atheists dare insult the cross 
 IO Of our incarnate God! 
 
 Shall infidels revile his truth, 
 And trample on his blood? 
 
 2 What if he choose mysterious ways 
 
 To cleanse us from our faults? 
 May not the works of sovereign grace 
 Transcend our feeble thoughts? 
 
 3 What if his gospel bid us strive 
 
 W T ith flesh, and self, and sin? 
 The prize is most divinely bright 
 That we are call'd to win. 
 
 4 What if the men despis'd on earth. 
 
 Still of his grace partake? 
 This but confirms his truth the more; 
 For so the prophets spake. 
 
 5 Do some, that own his sacred truth, 
 
 Indulge their souls in sin? 
 None should reproach the Saviour's name; 
 
 His laws are pure and clean. 
 G Then let our faith be firm and strong, 
 
 Our lips profess his word; 
 Nor ever shun those holy men, 
 
 Who fear and love the Lord. 
 
 igQ HYMN. L. M. Montgomery. 
 
 John 1: 4. In him was Life. 
 
 1 S~\ LOYE! beyond conception great; 
 
 \J That form'd the vast, stupendous plan, 
 Where all divine perfections meet, 
 To reconcile rebellious man. 
 
 2 There wisdom shines in fullest blaze, 
 And justice all her right. maintains — 
 Astonish' d angels stoop to gaze, 
 While mercy o'er the guilty reigns. 
 
GOSPEL. 161, 162 
 
 3 Yes, mercy reigns and justice too, 
 In Christ they both harmonious meet; 
 He paid to justice all her due, 
 And now he fills the mercy-seat. 
 
 161 
 
 HYMN. C. M. Newton. 
 Phil. 3: 3. We rejoice in Christ Jesus. 
 
 1 "O EJOICE, believer in the Lord, 
 ILL Who makes his cause your own; 
 The hope that's built upon his word 
 
 Can ne'er be overthrown. 
 
 2 Though many foes beset your road, 
 
 And feeble is your arm; 
 Your life is hid with Christ in God, 
 Beyond the reach of harm. 
 
 3 Weak as you are, you shall not faint., 
 
 Or, fainting, shall not die! 
 Jesus, the strength of every saint, 
 
 Will aid you from on high. 
 1 Though now unseen by outward sense, 
 
 Faith sees him always near; 
 A guide, a glory, a defence, 
 
 Then what have you to fear? 
 o As surely as he overcame, 
 
 And triumph'd once for you. 
 So surely you that love his name, 
 
 Shall triumph in him too. 
 
 162 
 
 HYMN. L. M. Newton. 
 John 21: 6. Cast on the right side. 
 
 1 "\TTHEN Peter through the tedious night 
 
 * * Had often cast his net in vain; 
 Soon as the Lord appear' d in sight, 
 He gladly let it down again. 
 
 2 Once more the gospel net we cast, 
 Do thou, Lord, the effort own: 
 We learn from disappointment past, 
 To rest our hope on thee alone. 
 
 3 May this be a much-favor' d hour 
 To souls in Satan's bondage led: 
 
 Oh clothe thy word with sovereign power, 
 To break the rocks and raiss the dead! 
 
 d2 
 
163, 164 GOSPEL. 
 
 4 Have mercy on our numerous youth, 
 Who, young in years, are old in sin; 
 And by thy spirit and thy truth, 
 Showjthem the state their souls?are in. 
 
 5 Then, by a Saviour's dying love, 
 To every woundedjieart reveal'd, 
 Temptations, fears, and guilt remove,; 
 
 And be their sun, their strength, and shield, 
 
 6 To mourners speak a cheering word; 
 On seeking souls vouchsafe to shine; 
 Let poor backsliders be restored 
 And all thy saints in praises join. 
 
 7 Oh hear our prayer, and give us hope, 
 That when thy voice shall call us home, 
 Thou still wilt raise a people up, 
 
 To love and praise thee in our room. 
 
 163 
 
 HYMN. C. M. 
 1 Cor. 15: 10. By the Grace of God, I am what 
 I am. 
 
 1 /pi RE AT God, 'tis from thy sovereign grace. 
 \_T That all my blessings flow; 
 Whate'er 1 am, or do possess, 
 
 I to thy mercy owe. 
 
 2 'Tis this my powerful lust controls, 
 
 And pardons all my sia: 
 Spreads life and comfort through my soul, 
 And makes my nature clean. 
 3 'Tis this upholds me whilst 1 live, 
 Supports me when I die; 
 And hence ten thousand saints receive 
 Their all, as well as I. 
 1 How full must be the springs from whence 
 Such various streams proceed! 
 The pasture cannot but be rich 
 On which so many feed. 
 
 
 164 
 
 HYMN. S. M. 
 
 Salvation by Grace. 
 Eph. 2: 5. By Grace are ye saved. 
 
 ("^ RACE! 'tis a charming sound! 
 T Harmonious to the ear! 
 Heaven with th« echo phnll resound] 
 And all the earth fchail hear. 
 
GOSPEL. 165 
 
 2 Grace first contrived the Way 
 To save rebellious man; 
 
 And all the steps did grace display 
 Which drew the woud'rous plan. 
 
 3 [Grace first iuserib'd my name 
 In God's eternal book; 
 
 'Twas grace that gave me to the Lamb, 
 Who all my sorrows took.] 
 
 4 Grace led my roving feet 
 To tread the heavenly road: 
 
 And new supplies, each hour, I meet, 
 While pressing on to God. 
 
 5 [Grace taught my soul to pray, 
 And made my eyes o'erflow: 
 
 'Twas grace which kept me to this day, 
 And will not let me go.j v 
 
 6 Grace all the work shall crown, 
 Through everlasting days; 
 
 It lays in heaven the topmost stone, 
 And well deserves the praise. 
 
 ifj:y HYMN. CM. Walts' Lyrics. 
 
 * God glorious, and Sinners saved. 
 
 Isa. 44: 23. T!ie Lord hath Redeemed Jacob. 
 
 1 TT^ATHER, how wide thy glory shines! 
 JP How high thy wonders rise! 
 
 Known through the earth by thousand signs, 
 By thousands through the skies. 
 
 2 [Part of thy name divinely stands 
 
 On all thy creatures writ; 
 They show the labor of thine hands, 
 
 Or impress of thy feet.] 
 3 But when we view thy strange design 
 
 To save rebellious worms, 
 Where vengeance and compassion join, 
 
 In their divinest forms. 
 
 4 Our thoughts are lost in reverend awe— 
 
 We love, and we adore; 
 
 The first archangel never saw 
 
 So much of God before. 
 
 5 Here the whole Deity is known; 
 
 Nor dares a creature guess 
 Which of the? glories brightest »shone, 
 The justice or the grace. 
 d3 
 
366 GOSPEL: 
 
 [When sinners broke the Father'* laws. 
 
 Thy dying Son atones: 
 Oh, the dear mysteries of his cross! 
 
 The triumphs of his groans!] 
 
 7 Now the fall glories of the Lamb 
 
 Adorn the heavenly plains; 
 Sweet cherubs learn Immanuel's name, 
 And try their choicest strains. 
 
 8 Oh may I bear some humble part 
 
 In that immortal song! 
 Wonder and. joy shall tune my heart, 
 And love command my tongue. 
 
 1 fifi HYMN. L. M. Beddomc 
 
 1UKJ Matth. 24: 14. This gospel of the kingdom must, 
 be preached iri all the world. 
 
 1 (~^ OD, in the gospel of his Son, 
 
 ^*" Makes his eternal counsels known; 
 'Tie here, his richest mercy shines, 
 And truth is drawn in fairest lines. 
 
 2 Here, sinners of an humble frame, 
 May taste his grace and learn his name; 
 'Tis writ in characters of blood, 
 Severely just, immensely good. 
 
 3 Here, Jesus in ten thousand ways, 
 His soul-attracting charms displays, 
 Recounts his poverty and pains, 
 And tells his love in melting strains. 
 
 4 Wisdom its dictates here imparts, 
 
 To form our minds, to cheer our hearts: 
 Its influence makes the sinner live, 
 It bids the drooping saints revive. 
 
 5 Our raging passions it controls, 
 
 And comfort yields to contrite souls. 
 
 It brings a better world in view, 
 
 And guides us all our journey through. 
 
 6 May this blest volume ever lie 
 Close to my heart and near my eye, 
 Till life's last hour my soul engage, 
 And be my chosen heritage! 
 

 GOSPEL. 167, IBS 
 
 1 g>7 HYMX. C. M. Gibbons, 
 
 I Tim. 1: 15. Wot tky of all acceptation. 
 
 1 TESUS, th' eternal Son of God, 
 «J Whom seraphim obey, 
 
 The bosom of the Father leaves, 
 And enters human clay. 
 
 2 Into our sinful world he comes, 
 
 The messenger of grace, 
 And on the bloody tree expires, 
 A victim in our place. 
 
 3 Transgressors of the deepest stain 
 
 In him salvation find: 
 His blood removes the foulest guilt, 
 His Spirit heals the mind. 
 
 4 Our Jesus saves from sin and hell; 
 
 His words are true and sure, 
 And on this rock our faith may rest 
 Immoveably secure. 
 
 5 Oh let these tidings be receiv'd 
 
 With universal joy, 
 And let the high angelic praise 
 Our tuneful powers employ! 
 
 6 ' Glory to God, who gave his Son 
 
 'To bear our shame and pain! 
 'Hence peace on earth, and grace to men, 
 'In endless blessings reign.' 
 
 1 Qo HYMX. C. M. 
 
 Isa. 35: 6. lithe wilderness — waters break out, 
 
 1 /^VN Sion, his most holy mount, 
 \J God will a feast prepare, 
 
 And Israel's sons and Gentile lands 
 Shall in the banquet share. 
 
 2 Marrow and fatness are the food 
 
 His bounteous hand bestows; 
 AVine on the lees, and well refm'd 
 In rich abundance flows. 
 
 3 See, to the vilest of the vile, 
 
 A free acceptance given! 
 See rebels, by adopting grace, 
 Sit with the heirs of heaven! 
 
 d4 
 
169 GOSPEL, 
 
 4 The pain'd, the sick, the dying, now 
 
 To ease and health restor'd, 
 With eager appetites partake 
 The plenties of the board. 
 
 5 But what draughts of bliss unknown, 
 
 What dainties shall be given, 
 When, with the myriads round the throne, 
 We join the feast of heaven! 
 
 6 There joys immeasurably high 
 
 Shall overflow the soul, 
 And springs of life that never dry, 
 In thousand channels roll. 
 
 -ip v Q HYMN. 148th. Altered by Toplady. 
 ±u * 7 The Jubilee. 
 
 Lev. 25: 9. Cau.se the trumpet of the jubilee to sound, 
 
 1 T)LOW ye the trumpet, blow 
 _D The gladly solemn sound! 
 Let all the nations know. 
 
 To earth's remotest bound, 
 The year of Jubilee is come; 
 Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home. 
 
 2 Exalt the Lamb of God, 
 
 The sin-atoning Lamb; 
 Redemption by his blood 
 Through all the lands proclaim: 
 The Year of Jubilee is come; 
 Return, &c. 
 
 3 [Ye, who have sold for naught 
 
 The heritage above, 
 Shall have it back unbought, 
 
 The gift of Jesus' love: 
 The year of Jubilee is come; 
 Return, &c] 
 
 4 Ye slaves of sin and hell, 
 
 Yoar liberty receive; 
 And safe in Jesus dwell, 
 And blest in Jesus live: 
 The year of Jubilee is come; 
 Return, &c. 
 5 Ye bankrupt debtors know 
 
 The sovereign grace of heaven: 
 
170 
 
 GOSPEL. 170 
 
 Though sums immense you owe, 
 A free discharge is given: 
 The year of Jubilee is come; 
 Return, &c. 
 > The gospel trumpet bear, 
 
 The news of pard'ning grace* 
 Ye happy souls draw near, 
 Behold your Saviour's face: 
 The year of Jubilee is come; 
 Return, &c. 
 Jesus, our great High Priest, 
 Has full. atonement made; 
 Ye weary spirits, rest; 
 
 Ye mournful souls, be glad! 
 The year of Jubilee is come; 
 Return, ye ransom' d sinners, home. 
 
 HYMN. L. M. Doddridge. 
 Ps. 89: 15. Blessed is the people who know the joy- 
 ful sound. 
 
 1 T OUD let the tuneful trumpet sound, 
 JlJ And spread the joyful tidings round; 
 Let every soul with transport hear, 
 
 And hail the Lord's accepted year. 
 
 2 Ye debtors, whom he gives to know, 
 That you ten thousand talents owe, 
 When humble at his feet you fall, 
 Y'our gracious God forgives them all. 
 
 3 Slaves, that have borne the heavy chain 
 Of sin and hell's tyrannic reign, 
 
 To liberty assert your claim, 
 
 And urge the great Redeemer's name. 
 
 4 The rich inheritance of heaven, 
 Your joy, your boast, is freely given; 
 Fair Salem your arrival waits, 
 
 With golden streets, and pearly gates. 
 
 5 Her blest inhabitants no more 
 Bondage and poverty deplore; 
 
 No debt, but love immensely great; 
 Their joy still rises with the debt. 
 
 6 Oh happy souls, that know the sound, 
 Celestial light their steps surround, 
 And show that Jubilee begun, 
 Which through eternal years shall run. 
 
 DO 
 
171, 172 GOSPEL. 
 
 171 HYMN. CM. StennetL 
 
 1 Tina. 1: 11. Glorious gospel. 
 
 1 "\XTHAT wisdom, majesty, and grace, 
 
 * * Through all the gospel shine! 
 'Tis God that speaks, and we confess 
 The doctrine most divine. * 
 
 2 Down from his starry throne on high, 
 
 Th' almighty Saviour comes; 
 Lays his bright robes of glory by, 
 And feeble flesh assumes. 
 
 3 The mighty debt that sinners ow'd, 
 
 Upon the cross he pays: 
 Then through the clouds ascends to God, 
 'Midst shouts of loftiest praise. 
 
 4 There he our great High Priest appears, 
 
 Before his Father's throne; 
 Mingles his merits with our tears, 
 And pours salvation down. 
 
 5 Great God, with reverence we adore 
 
 Thy justice and thy grace; 
 And on thy faithfulness and power 
 Our Arm dependence place. 
 
 9 HYMN. L. M. Watts. 
 
 Rom. 1: 16. It is the power of God. 
 1 "\TTHAT shall the dying sinner do, 
 * * That seeks relief from all his woe! 
 Where shall the guilty conscience find 
 Ease for the torment of the mind? 
 2 How shall we get our crimes forgiven, 
 Or form our natures fit for heaven? 
 Can souls all o'er defil'd with sin, 
 Make their own powers and passions clean? 
 
 3 In vain we search, in vain we try, 
 Till Jesus brings his goypel nigh: 
 'Tis there that power and glory dwell. 
 Which save rebellious souls from hell. 
 
 4 This is the pillar of our hope, 
 That bears our fainting spirits up: 
 We read the grace, we trust the word, 
 And find salvation in the Lord. 
 
 
GOSPEL, 173 
 
 5 Let men or angels dig the mines 
 Where nature's golden treasure shines: 
 Brought near the doctrine of the cross, 
 All nature's gold appears but dross. 
 
 6 Should vile blasphemers with disdain 
 Pronounce the truths of Jesus vain, 
 We'll meet the scandal and the shame, 
 And sing and triumph in his name. 
 
 ro HYMN. CM. 
 
 The great Question Answered. 
 
 1 TS there, in heaven or earth, who can 
 ,L A wretched mortal save? 
 
 Make a poor leprous sinner clean? 
 Redeem an helpless slave? — 
 
 2 W 7 ho can appease an angry God? — 
 
 Relieve a burden' d mind? 
 In whom a sou], o'erwhelm'd with guilt, 
 May ease and safety find? 
 
 3 Yes! there is One, who dwells on high, 
 
 That can do this and more; 
 A Being of unbounded love 
 And uncontrolled power — 
 
 4 Immanuel is his name; who once, 
 
 Upon th' accursed tree, 
 Bore the vast weight of all their sins 
 AVho, burden' d, to him flee. 
 
 5 But now he lives — he ever lives, 
 
 And pleads what he hath done; 
 Whilst God ten thousand crimes forgives, 
 
 Through his atoning Son, 
 6 Jesus! I to thy feet repair, 
 
 And there will prostrate lie; 
 Be thou propitious to my prayer, 
 
 And I shall never die. 
 
J 71 GOSPEL DOCTRINES. 
 
 GOSPEL DOCTRINES. 
 
 IN ALPHABETICAL OEDFJI. 
 
 174 HYMN. 8s. 7s. L. H. C. 
 
 Atonement— G rat it tnle lor ft. 
 2 Cor. 9: 15. Thanks he unto God for his tinsptakablt 
 gift. 
 
 1 TTAIL! thou once despised Jesus, 
 
 III Hail! thou Galilean king! 
 Thou didst suffer to release us: 
 
 Thou didst free salvation j brine. 
 Hail! thou agonizing Saviour, 
 
 Bearer of our sin and shame! 
 By thy merits we. find favour: 
 
 Life is given through thy name. 
 
 2 Paschal Lamb, by God appointed, 
 
 All our sins on thee were laid; ' 
 By almighty love anointed, 
 
 Thou hast full atonement made: 
 All thy people are forgiven 
 
 Through the virtue of thy blood, 
 Open'd is the gate of heaven; 
 
 Peace is made 'twixt man and God, 
 
 3 Jesus, hail! enthron'd in glory, 
 
 There for ever to abide! 
 All the heavenly host adore thee, 
 
 Seated at thy Father's side: 
 There for sinners thou art pleading: 
 
 There thou dost our place prepare; 
 Ever for us interceding, 
 
 Till in glory we appear. 
 
 4 Worehiri, honor, power, and blessing. 
 
 Thou art worthy to receive; 
 Loudest praises, without ceasing, 
 
 Meet it is for us to give: 
 Help, ye bright angelic spirits! 
 
 Bring your sweetest, noblest lays! 
 Help to sing our Saviour's merits; 
 
 Help to chant Immanuel's praise. 
 
GOSPEL DOCTRINES. 175, 170 
 
 -37^ HYMN. CM. Newton. 
 
 *• ' Adoption. 
 
 Jer. 3: 19. Thou skalt call me, My Father. 
 
 1 A LAS! by nature how depraved, 
 i\ How prone to every ill! 
 
 Our lives to Satan how enslav'd, 
 How obstinate our will! 
 
 2 And can such sinners be restored, 
 
 Such rebels reconciled? 
 Can grace itself the means afford 
 To make a foe a child? 
 
 3 Jesus for sinners undertakes, 
 
 And died thai, we might live: 
 His bJood a full atonement makes, 
 And cries aloud, 'Forgive.' 
 
 4 Yet one thing more must grace provide, 
 
 To bring us home to God; 
 Or we shall slight the Lord, who died, 
 And trample on his blood. 
 
 5 The holy spirit must reveal 
 
 The Saviour's work and worth: 
 Then the hard heart begins to feel 
 A new and heavenly birth. 
 
 6 Thus bought with blood, and born again, 
 
 Eedeem'd andsav'd by grace; 
 Rebels, in God's own house obtain, 
 A son's or daughter's place. 
 
 i 7Q HYMN. 8. 6. 8. Crutienden. 
 
 Adoption, 
 i John 3: 1 — 3. What maimer of Love. 
 
 1 T ET others boast their ancient line, 
 1_J In long succession great: 
 
 In the proud list, let heroes shine, 
 And monarchs swell the state; 
 Descended from the King of kings, 
 Each saint a nobler title sings. 
 
 2 Pronounce me, gracious God! thy son 7 
 
 Own me an heir divine; 
 I'll pity princes on the throne, 
 
 When I can call thee mine: 
 Sceptres and crowns un envied rise, 
 And lose their lustre in mine eyes. 
 
GOSPEL DOCTRINES. 
 
 Content, obscure, I pass my days, 
 
 To all I meet "unknown: 
 And wait till thou thy child shalt raise, 
 And seat me near thy throne: 
 No name, no honors here I crave, 
 Well pleas' d with those beyond the grave, 
 Jesus, my elder brother, lives; 
 
 With him I too shall reign; 
 Nor sin, nor death, while he survives, 
 Shall make the promise vain: 
 In him my title stands secure, 
 And shall while endless years endure. 
 When he, in robes divinely bright, 
 
 Shall once again appear, 
 Thou too, my soul, shalt shine in light. 
 And his full image bear: 
 Enough! — I wait th' appointed day; 
 Bless' d Saviour, haste, and come away. 
 
 177 HYMJS. CM. Doddridge. 
 
 A ' * Abba, Father. 
 
 Gal. 4: 6. God sent forth the Spirit of his Son* 
 
 1 QOVEREIGN of all the worlds on high, 
 VO Allow my humble claim; 
 
 Nor, while a worm would raise its head, 
 Disdain a Father's name. 
 
 2 My Father, God! how sweet the sound! 
 
 How tender, and how dear! 
 Not all the harmony of heaven 
 Could so delight the ear. 
 
 3 Come, sacred Spirit, seal the name 
 
 On my expanding heart; 
 And show that in Jehovah's grace 
 I share a filial part. 
 
 4 Cheer' d by a signal so divine, 
 
 Unwavering I believe. 
 And Abba, Father, humbly cry, 
 Nor can the sign deceive. 
 
GOSPEL DOCTRINES. 178, 179 
 
 17Q HYMN. CM. 
 
 x * ° New Birth. 
 
 John 1: 13. Which, were born — of God. 
 
 1 T OST in the ruins of the fall, 
 J_J I lay in awful night, 
 
 Till great Jehovah changed my heart, 
 And gave me heavenly light. 
 
 2 Born of the Lord, 1 rose from sin, 
 
 Flew to the Prince of Peace, 
 He saw the risings of my soul, 
 And show'd a smiling face. 
 
 3 Born of the Loid, I feel a power, 
 
 That dr jws to Jesus' blood, 
 Loosens my soul from chains of guilt 
 And ties it fast to God. 
 
 4 Born of the Lord, I can't allow, 
 
 That sin should rule my heart: 
 But long that ev'ry evil thought 
 Might evermore depart. 
 
 5 Born of the Lord~my happy soul 
 
 in. flames of love arise; 
 Love my dear Father and his flock, 
 And love his holy ways, 
 
 6 Born of the Lord — I soon shall fly, 
 
 Fly to his bright abode; 
 Rise to the honors of his throne, 
 To live and reign with God. 
 
 1 7Q HYMN. C. M. Hosldns. 
 
 a * ° New Birth. 
 
 John 3: 5—7. Ye must be Born again. 
 1 QINNERS, this solemn truth regard, 
 iO Hear all ye sons of men; 
 For Christ the Saviour hath declar'd, 
 'Ye must be born again.' 
 *2 What'er might be your birth or blood, 
 The sinner's boast is vain; 
 Thus saith the glorious Son of God, 
 e Ye must be bom again.' 
 •3 Our nature's totally deprav'd — 
 The heart a sink of sin; 
 Without a change we can't be sav'd; 
 'Ve must be born again.' 
 
ISO, 181 GOSPEL DOCTRINES. 
 
 4 Spirit of life, thy grace impart, 
 And breathe on sinners slain, 
 Bear witness, Lord, in ev'ry heart, 
 That we are born again. 
 
 I on HYMN. C. M. Doddridge.. 
 
 xuu rove ii an t. 
 
 2 Sam. 23: 5. He kath made — a Covenant, 
 
 1 ~i\/TY God, the covenant of thy lovs 
 JLYJL Abides for ever sure; 
 
 And, in its matchless grace, I feel 
 My happiness secure. 
 
 2 What though my house be not with thee, 
 
 As nature could desire! 
 To nobler joys than nature ghres, 
 Thy servants all aspire. 
 
 3 Since thou, the everlasting God, 
 
 My Father art become: 
 Jesus, my guardian and my friend, 
 And heaven my final home. 
 
 4 I welcome all thy sov'reign will, 
 
 For all that will is love; 
 And, when I know not what thou dost, 
 I wait the light above. 
 
 5 Thy cov'nant the last accents claims 
 
 Of this poor faltering tongue; 
 And that shall the first notes employ 
 Of my celestial song. 
 
 JgJ HtMK. S. M. Doddridge. 
 
 Communion with God and Ciinst. 
 1 John 1 : 3 And truly our fellowship is witJi the Father 
 and ids Son. 
 
 1 /f^l^^ heavenly Father calls, 
 \_s And Chris: invites us near, 
 
 With both our friendship shall be sweet, 
 Ana our communion dear. 
 
 2 God pities all our griefs; 
 He pardons every day; 
 
 Almighty to protect our soul. , 
 And wise to guide our 
 

 GOSPEL DOCTRINES. 18%, 183 
 
 How large his bounties are: 
 
 What various stores of good, 
 Difius.'d from our Kedeernei's hand, 
 
 And purchas'd with his blood! 
 
 Jesus, our living Head, 
 
 We bless thy faithful care: 
 Our Advocate before the throne, 
 
 And our Forerunner there. 
 
 Here fix, my roving heart! 
 
 Here wait, my warmest love! 
 Till the communion be complete 
 
 In nobler scenes above. 
 
 1§2 HYMN. L. M. Beddomc. 
 
 Communion — Desired. 
 
 1 71/FY rising soul with strong desires, 
 JjrJL To perfect happiness aspires, 
 With steady steps would tread the road 
 That leads to Heaven — that leads to God. 
 
 2 I thirst to drink unmingled love 
 From the pure fountain head above: 
 My dearest Lord, 1 long to be 
 Empty' d of sin, and full of thee. 
 
 3 For thee I pant, for thee I burn; 
 Art thou withdrawn? again return, 
 Nor let me be the first to say, 
 Thou wilt not hear when sinners pray. 
 
 ]_g3 HYMN. S.M. Walts' Lyrics. 
 
 Confession and Pardon. 
 
 1 John 1:9. If we confess — He is faithful and just ti 
 
 forgive. 
 
 1 TV/r^ sorrows, like a flood, 
 -Lt_L Impatient of restraint, 
 
 Into thy bosom, my God! 
 Pour out a long complaint. 
 
 2 This impious heart of mine 
 Could once defy the Lord, 
 
 Could rush with violence on to sin 
 In presence of thy sword. 
 
 3 How often have I stood 
 A rebel to the skies, 
 
 And yet, and yet, matchless grace' 
 Thy thunder silent lies. 
 
184, 185 GOSPEL DOCTRINES. 
 
 4 Oh, shall I never feel 
 The meltings of thy love! 
 
 Am I of such hell-harden'd steel 
 That mercy cannot move? 
 
 5 O'ercome by dying love- 
 Here at thy cross I lie, 
 
 And throw my flesh, my soul, my all: 
 
 And weep, and love, and die. 
 8 'Rise,' says the Saviour, 'rise! 
 
 'Behold my wounded veins! 
 'Here flows a sacred crimson flood 
 
 'To wash away thy stains.' 
 7 Sec, God is reconcil'd! 
 
 Behold his smiling face! 
 Let joyful cherubs clap their wings, 
 
 And sound aloud his grace. 
 
 \QA HYMN. CM. 
 
 J -°- t Contrition. 
 
 Luke 15: 18. I will rise and go to my Father, 
 
 1 /^\'TIS a soul-transporting sight! 
 \J It gladdens earth and heav'n! 
 To see a sinful heart contrite, 
 
 A sinner's sins forgiv'n! 
 
 2 God smiles to see, a wretch undone 
 
 To happy slate restor'd; 
 Meets gladly his returning son, 
 And takes him to his board. 
 
 3 Whilst Jesus, with delighted eyes, 
 
 Beholds his promised seed; 
 Sees from his death new triumphs rise 
 In Satan's captives freed. 
 
 iox HYMN. L. M. Beddome. 
 
 lOJ Eier-.tion. 
 
 Rom. 8: 33. Who shall lay any thing to God's EiecU 
 
 1 "YJTHO shall condemn to endless flames 
 
 VV The chosen people of our God? 
 Since in the book of life their names 
 Are fairly writ in Jesus' blood. 
 
 2 He, for the sins of all th' elect, 
 Hath a complete atonement made; 
 And justice never can expect 
 
 That the same debt should twice be paid. 
 
GOSPEL DOCTRINES, 186 
 
 3 Not tribulation, nakedness, 
 The famine, peril, or the sword; 
 Not persecution, or distress, 
 
 Can separate from Christ the Lord. 
 
 4 Nor life, nor death, nor depth, nor height, 
 Nor powers below, nor powers above; 
 Not present things, nor things to come, 
 Can change his purposes of love. 
 
 5 His sovereign mercy knows no end, 
 His faithfulness shall still endure: 
 And those who on his word depend, 
 Shall find his word forever sure. 
 
 186 
 
 HYMN. 8. 7. 4. 
 Election. 
 
 1 OONS we are through God's election, 
 C_) Who in Jesus Christ believe: 
 
 By eternal destination, 
 
 Sovereign grace we here receive: 
 Lord thy mercy 
 Does both grace and glory give. 
 
 2 Every fallen soul, by sinning, 
 
 Merits everlasting pain; 
 But thy love, without beginning, 
 
 Has restor'd thy sons again: 
 Countless millions 
 Shall in life, through Jesus reign. 
 
 3 Pause, my soul, adore and wonder! 
 
 Ask, '0 why such love to me?' 
 Grace hath put me in the number 
 
 Of the Saviour's familv; 
 Hallelujah! 
 Thanks, eternal thanks to thee! 
 
 4 Since that love had no beginning, 
 
 And shall never, never cease; 
 Keep, keep me, Lord, from sinningi 
 
 Guide me in the way of peace! 
 Make me walk in 
 All the paths of holiness. 
 
 5 When 1 quit this feeble mansion. 
 
 And my soul returns to thee; 
 Let the power ol thy ascension 
 
 Manifest itself in me; 
 Through 'thy Spirit, 
 Give the final victory! 
 
187, 188 GOSPEL DOCTRINES. 
 
 6 [When the angel sounds the trumpet; 
 
 When my soul and body join: 
 When my Saviour comes to judgment, 
 
 Bright in majesty divine; 
 Let>ne triumph 
 In thy righteousness as mine.] 
 
 7 When in that blest habitation, 
 
 Which my God has fore-ordain'd; 
 When in glory's full possession, 
 
 I with saints and angels stand; 
 Free grace only 
 Shall resound through Canaan's land. 
 
 lg*7 HYMN. CM. Toplach/s Collection. 
 Efficacious Grace. 
 
 1 TTA1L! mighty Jesus, how divine 
 JUL Is thy victorious sword! 
 The stoutest rebel must resign 
 
 At thy commanding word. 
 
 2 Deep are the wounds thy arrows give, 
 
 They pierce the hardest heart; 
 Thy smiles of grace the slain revive, 
 And joy succeeds the smart. 
 
 3 Still gird thy sword upon thy thigh; 
 
 Ride with majestic sway: 
 Go forth, sweet Prince, triumphantly, 
 And make thy foes obey. 
 
 4 And when thy victories are complete. 
 
 When all the chosen race 
 Shall round the throne of glorv meet 
 To sing thy conquering grace; 
 
 5 may my humble soul be found 
 
 Among that favor' d band! 
 And I, with them, thy praise will sound 
 Throughout Immanuel's land. 
 
 1Q§ HYMN. L. M. Gibbon. 
 
 For^iv^ne^.-=. 
 Luke 7: 47. II tr sins— are Forgiven. 
 1 T710RGIYENESS! 'tis a joyful sound 
 J? To malefactors doom'd to die; 
 Publish the bliss the world around; 
 Ye seraphs, shout it from the sky! 
 
GOSPEL DOCTRINES. 189 
 
 2 'TIs the rich gift of love divine; 
 
 "lis full,- out-measuring every crime: ' 
 Unclouded shall its glories shine, 
 And feel no change by changing time. 
 
 3 O'er sins unnumber'd as the sand, 
 And like the mountains for their size, 
 The seas of sovereign grace expand — 
 The seas of sovereign grace arise. 
 
 4 For this stupendous love of heaven 
 What grateful honors shall we show? 
 Where much transgression is forgiven, 
 Let love in equal ardors glow: 
 
 5 By this inspir'd, let all our days 
 With various holiness be crown'd; 
 
 Let truth and goodness, prayer and praise. 
 In all abide, in all abound. 
 
 1QQ HYMN. L M. SUnnett. 
 
 1 J ^ John 19: 30. It is Finished. 
 
 1 'HPIS finish' d! so the Saviour cried, 
 
 -*- And meekly bow'd his head and died; 
 'Tis finish'd — yes, the race is run, 
 The battle fought, the victory won. 
 
 2 'Tis finish'd — all that heaven decreed, 
 And all the ancient prophets said, 
 
 is now fulfili'd, as was design \1, 
 In me, the Saviour of mankind. 
 
 3 'Tis finish'd — Aaron now no more 
 Must stain his robes with purple gore; 
 The sacred veil is rent in twain, 
 
 And Jewish rites no more remain. 
 
 4 'Tis finish'd — this, my dying groan, 
 Shall sins of every kind atone: 
 Millions shall be redeem' d from death, 
 By this, my last expiring breath. 
 
 5 'Tis finish'd — Heaven is reconcil'd, 
 And all the powers of darkness spoil'd 
 Peace, love, and happiness again 
 Return, and dwell with sinful men. 
 
 6 'Tis finish'd— let the joyful sound 
 
 Be heard through all the nations round: 
 
 'Tis finish'd— let the echo fly 
 
 Through heaven and hell, through earth and sky, 
 
190, 191 GOSPEL DOCTRINES. 
 
 190 HYMN. CM. Medley. 
 
 Immutable Promises. 
 John 16: 33. In me ye shall have Peace. 
 1 ~\TE saints, attend the Saviour's voice, 
 X And hear his words of grace; 
 He says — and let your hearts rejoice — 
 'In me ye shall have peace.' 
 3 Tho' storms and tempests round you roar, 
 And foes and fears increase, 
 He says — and what could he say more — 
 'In me ye shall have peace.' 
 
 3 What tho' corruption dwell within, 
 
 Nor does the conflict cease, 
 
 He says, in spite of hell and sin, 
 
 'In me ye shall have peace.' 
 
 4 Tho' yon may pass through death's cold flood-. 
 
 To gain your wish'd release. 
 He says, and sure he'll make it good, 
 'In me ye shall have peace.' 
 
 5 When you his face in glory view, 
 
 Where joy can ne'er decrease; 
 Eternity shall prove it true, 
 In him ye shall have peace. 
 
 1Q1 HYMN. L. M. Swai?u 
 
 Justification by Grace. 
 Titus. 3: 7. Being justified by his Grace. 
 
 1 A ND may I hope, that when no more 
 fJL My pulse shall beat with life below, 
 I shall the God of grace adore, 
 
 And all the bliss of glory know? 
 
 2 I, who deserve no place but hell, 
 
 No portion but devouring fire, 
 Shall I with Christ my Saviour dwell, 
 .Possess' d of all I now desire? 
 
 3 Will Jesus own a wretch like me? 
 
 And tell to saints and angels round 
 That when he suffer' d on the tree. 
 My sins augmented every wound? 
 
 4 He will! — I read it in his word. 
 
 And in my heart the witness feel: 
 I shall be with, and like my Lord, 
 'J no' sin oppose, in league with hell'. 
 
GOSPEL DOCTRINES, ife, 193 
 
 1 shall be with him, when he comes 
 Triumphant down the pathless skies; 
 
 And when his voice breaks up the tombs, 
 Among his children I shall rise. 
 
 192 
 
 HYMN. 148th. L. H. C. 
 Love— Eternal and Unchangeable. 
 Phil. 1: 6. Being confident of t/iis one thing, 
 
 1 f\ MY distrustful heart, 
 \_/ How small thy faith appears! 
 But greater, Lord, thou art 
 
 Than all my doubts and fears: 
 Did Jesus once upon me shine? 
 Then Jesus is for ever mine. 
 
 2 Unchangeable his will, 
 Though dark may be my frame; 
 
 His loving heart is still 
 
 Eternally the same: 
 My soul through many changes goes; 
 His love no variation knows. 
 
 3 Thou, Lord, wilt carry on, 
 And perfectly perform, 
 
 The work thou hast begun 
 
 In me, a sinful worm; 
 'Midst all my fears, and sin and wo, 
 Thy Spirit will not let me go. 
 
 4 The bowels of thy grace 
 At first did freely move: 
 
 I still shall see thy face, 
 
 And leel that God is love: 
 Myself into thy arms I cast, 
 Lord, save, save my soul at last! 
 
 1 93 HYMN. C. M. Doddridge. 
 
 Libertv, given by Christ. 
 John 8: 35. But the Son abidelh ever. 
 
 1 TTARK! for 'tis God's own Son that calls 
 _OL To life and liberty; 
 Transported, fall before his feet 
 
 Who makes the prisoners free. 
 
 2 The cruel bonds of sin he breaks, 
 
 And breaks old Sataus chain; 
 Smiling he deals those pardons round 
 Which free from endless pain; 
 
GOSPEL DOCTRINES. 104, 199 
 
 3 Into the captive heart he pours 
 
 His Spirit from on high; 
 We lose the terrors of the slave, 
 And Abba, Father! cry. 
 
 4 Shake off your bonds, and sing his grace; 
 
 The sinner's friend proclaim; 
 And call on all around to seek 
 True freedom by his name. 
 o Walk on at large, till you attain 
 Your Father's house above: 
 There shall you wear immortal crowns. 
 And sing immortal love. 
 
 1 94 HYMN. C. M. F. 
 
 t'ersevenmce. 
 Ps. 119: 117. Hold thou me— I shall be safe, 
 
 1 T ORD, hast thou made me know thy ways • 
 I A Conduct me in thy fear; 
 
 And grant me such supplies of grace, 
 That I may persevere. 
 
 2 Let but thine own Almighty arm 
 
 Sustain a feeble worm, 
 I shall escape, secure from harm 
 Amid the dreadful storm. 
 
 3 Be thou my all-sufficient friend, 
 
 Till all my toils shall cease; 
 Guard me through life, and let my end 
 Be everlasting peace. 
 
 195 
 
 HYMN. L. M. Stennett. 
 Perseverance Desired. 
 
 1 TESUS, my Saviour and my God, 
 
 •$ Thou hast redeem' d me with thy blood; 
 By ties, both natural and divine; 
 1 am, and ever will be thine. 
 
 2 But, ah! should my inconstant heart, 
 Ere I'm aware, from thee depart, 
 What dire reproach would fall on me] 
 For such ingratitude to thee? 
 
 3 The thought I dread, the crime I hate; 
 The guilt, the .shame, I deprecate: 
 And yet, 60 mighty are my foes, 
 
 1 dare not trust my warmest vows. 
 
GOSPEL DOCTRINES. 196 
 
 4 Pity my frailty, dearest Lord! 
 
 Grace in the needful hour afford: 
 
 0, steel this tiin'rous heart of mine 
 
 With fortitude and love divine, 
 o So shall I triumph o'er my fears, 
 
 And gather joys from all my tears; 
 
 So shall I to the world proclaim 
 
 The honors of the Christian name. 
 
 |95 HYMN. ?>. Humphreys. 
 
 Privileges of the Sons of God. 
 
 1 "DLESSED are the sons of God; 
 
 _D They are bought with Jesus' blood. 
 They are ransom' d from the grave, 
 Life eternal they shall have: 
 
 With them number' d may we be, 
 
 Now and through eternity. 
 
 2 God did love them in his Son, 
 Long before the world begun; 
 They the seal of this receive, 
 When on Jesus they believe: 
 
 With them, &c. 
 
 3 They are justified by grace, 
 They enjoy a solid peace; 
 
 All their sins are wash'd away, 
 They shall stand in God's great day: 
 With them, &c. 
 
 4 They produce the fruits of grace 
 In the works of righteousness, 
 Born of God, they hate all sin, 
 God's pure word remains within; 
 
 With them, &c. 
 
 5 They have fellowship with God, 
 Through the Mediator's blood; 
 One with God, through Jesus one, 
 Glory is in them begun: 
 
 With them, &c. 
 
 6 Though they suffer much on earth, 
 Strangers to the worldings mirth, 
 Yet they have an inwaTd joy, 
 Pleasures which can never cloy: 
 
 With them, &c. 
 
197, 198 GOSPEL DOCTRINES. 
 
 7 They alone are truly biest — 
 
 Heirs of God, joint heirs with Christ; 
 They with love and peace are fill'd; 
 They are by his Spirit seal'd: 
 With ihem number' d may we be, 
 Now and through eternity. 
 
 1 07 HYMN. C. M. Doddridge. 
 
 • Pardon spoken bv Christ. 
 
 Matth. 9: 2. Thy Sins be Forgiven Thee, 
 
 1 TY/TY Saviour, let me hear thy voice 
 JLtJL Pronounce the words of peace, 
 And all my warmesi powers shall join 
 
 To celebrate thy grace. 
 
 2 With gentle smiles call me thy child, 
 
 And speak my sins forgiven; 
 The accents mild shall charm mine ear, 
 All like the harps of heaven. 
 
 3 Cheerful, where'er thy hand shall lead, 
 
 The darkest path I'll tread; 
 Cheerful I'll quit these mortal shores, 
 And mingle with the dead. 
 
 4 When dreadful guilt is done away, 
 
 No other fears we know; 
 That hand, which scatters pardons down, 
 Shall crowns of life bestow. 
 
 1 QQ HYMN. C. M. Steele. 
 
 x Pardoning Love. 
 
 Jer. 3: 22. 1 will heal your Backslid ling. 
 
 1 TJ OW oft, alas! this wretched heart 
 Jl Has wander' d from the Lord! 
 How oft my roving thoughts depart, 
 
 Forgetful" of his word! 
 
 2 Yet, sov'reign mercy calls, 'Return:* 
 
 Dear Lord., and may I come? 
 My vile ingratitude 1 mourn; 
 take the wanderer home! 
 
 3 And canst thou, wilt thou yet forgive, 
 
 And bid my crimes remove? 
 
 And shall a pardon' d rebel live 
 
 To speak thy wondrous lov^? 
 
GOSPEL DOCTRINES. 199 
 
 4 Almighty grace, thy healing power 
 How glorious, how divine! 
 That can to life and bliss restore 
 So vile a heart as mine. 
 o Thy pardoning love, so free, so sweet, 
 Dear Saviour, I adore; 
 keep me at thy sacred feet, 
 And let me rove no more! 
 
 |99 HYMN. 119th. President Davies. 
 Pardoning God. 
 Mica. 7: 18. Who is a pardoning God Wee Thee, 
 
 J f^ REAT God of wonders! all thy ways 
 vT Are matchless, godlike, and divine; 
 But the fair glories of thy grace, 
 
 More godlike and unrivall'd shine: 
 Who is a pardoning God like thee? 
 Or who has grace so rich and free? 
 '2 Grimes of such horror to forgive, 
 
 Such guilty daring worms to spare; 
 This is thy grand prerogative, 
 
 And none shall in the honor share: 
 Who is a pardoning God like thee? 
 Or who has grace so rich and free? 
 
 3 Angels and men resign their claim 
 
 To pity, mercy, love and grace, 
 These glories crown Jehovah's name 
 
 With an incomparable blaze: 
 Who is a pardoning God like thee? 
 Or who has grace so rich and free? 
 
 4 In wonder lost, with trembling joy, 
 We take the pardon of our God, 
 
 Pardon for crimes of deepest dye; 
 
 A pardon seaFd with Jesus' blood: 
 Who is a pardoning God like thee? 
 Or who has grace so rich and free? 
 
 5 may this strange, this matchless grace, 
 This godlike miracle of love, 
 
 Fill the wide earth with grateful praise, 
 
 And all the angelic choirs above: 
 Who is a pardoning God like thee? H 
 Or who has grace so rich and free' 
 
200, 201 GOSPEL DOCTRINES. 
 
 2QQ HYMN. L. M. Steele. 
 
 ^ Redemption by Christ. 
 
 1 Pet. 1: 18—19. Redeemed by the blood of Christ, 
 
 1 "(TINSLAV'D by .sin, and bound in chains 
 JlLl Beneath its dreadful tyrant sway, 
 And doom' d to everlasting pains, 
 
 We wretched guilty captives lay. 
 
 2 Nor gold nor gems could buy our peace; 
 Nor the whole world's collected store 
 Suffice to purchase our release; 
 
 A thousand worlds were all too poor. 
 u Jesus, the Lord, the mighty God, 
 
 An all-sufficient ransom paid: 
 
 Invalu'd price! his precious blood 
 
 For vile rebellious traitors shed. 
 4 Jesus the sacrifice became 
 
 To rescue guilty souls from hell: 
 
 The spotless, bleeding, dying Lamb, 
 
 Beneath avenging justice fell. 
 o Amazing goodness! love divine! 
 
 may our grateful hearts adore 
 
 The matchless grace; nor yield to sin, 
 
 Nor wear its cruel fetters more! 
 6 Dear Saviour, let thy love pursue 
 
 The glorious work it has begun; 
 
 Each secret lurking loe subdue, 
 
 And let our hearts be thine alone. 
 
 9f]1 HYMN. CM. Watts 7 Lyric*. 
 
 ' SrU1 - Redemption. 
 
 1 "VTTHERE shall we sinners hide our heads? 
 
 * * Can rocks or mountains save? 
 Or shall we wrap us in the shades 
 Of midnight and the grave? 
 
 2 Is there no shelter from the eye 
 
 Of a revenging God? 
 Jesus, to thy dear wounds we fly; 
 Bedew us with thy blood. 
 
 3 Those guardian drops our souls secure, 
 
 And wash away our sin; 
 Eternal justice frowns no more, 
 And conscience smiles within. 
 
GOSPEL DOCTRINES. 202 
 
 4 We bless that wondrous purple stream, 
 That cleanses every stain; 
 Yet are our souls but half redeem' d, 
 If sin j the tyrant, reign. 
 o Lord, blast his empire with thy breath! 
 That cursed throne must fall; 
 Ye flattering plague?, that work our death, 
 Flv, for we hate you all. 
 
 OAO HYMN. 7's. 
 
 ^ v,w Redeeming Love. 
 
 1 1VTOW begin the heavenly theme, 
 L ^ Sing aloud in Jesus' name! 
 Ye, who his salvation prove, 
 Triumph in redeeming love. 
 
 2 Ye who see the Father's grace 
 Beaming in the Saviour's face, 
 As to Canaan on ye move, 
 Praise and bless redeeming love. 
 
 3 Mourning souls, dry up your tear?; 
 Banish all your guilty fears; 
 
 See your guilt and curse remove, 
 Cancell' d by redeeming love. 
 
 4 Ye, alas] who long have been 
 Willing slaves to death and sin, 
 Now from bliss no longer rove, 
 Stop, and taste redeeming love. 
 
 5 Welcome all, by sin opprest, 
 Welcome to his sacred rest: 
 Nothing brought him from above, 
 Nothing but redeeming love. 
 
 6 When his Spirit leads us home, 
 When we to his glory come, 
 We shall all the fulness prove 
 Of our Lord's redeeming love. 
 
 7 He subdu'd th' infernal powers; 
 Those tremendous foes of ours 
 From their cursed empire drove — 
 Mighty in redeeming love. 
 
 8 Hither, then, your music bring, 
 Strike aloud each cheerful string; 
 Mortals, join the host above, 
 Join to praise redeeming love. 
 
^03, 2Ui GOSPEL DOCTRINES. 
 
 903 HYMN. 8. 7. 4. F. 
 
 ^ Redemption— Finished. 
 
 John 17. 4. I have finished the work thou gavesi me to 
 do, 
 
 1 TTARK! the voice of love and mercy 
 JLjL Sounds aloud from Calvary! 
 
 See it rends the rocks asunder. 
 
 Shakes the earth, and veils the sky! 
 *It is finish'd!' 
 Hear the dying Saviour cry! 
 
 2 It is finish' d — what pleasnre 
 
 Do these charming words afford! 
 Heavenly blessings, without measure, 
 
 Flow to us from Christ the Lord. 
 It is finish'd! — 
 Saints, the dying words record. 
 
 3 Finish'd all the types and shadows 
 
 Of the ceremonial law! 
 Finish'd all that God had promis'd; 
 
 Death and hell no more shall awe 
 It is finish'd! — 
 Saints from hence your comforts draw. 
 
 4 [Happy souls, approach the table, 
 
 Taste the soul-reviving food; 
 Nothing half so sweet and pleasant 
 
 As the Saviour's f esh and blood. 
 It is finish'd! — 
 Christ has borne the heavy load.] 
 
 5 Tune your harps anew, ye seraphs, 
 
 Join to sing the pleasing theme; 
 All in earth, and all in heaven, 
 
 Join to praise Immanuel's name. 
 Hallelujah! 
 Glory to the bleeding Lamb! 
 
 904 HYMN. L. M. 
 
 ~ Jer. 23: 6- The Lord, our Righteousness. 
 
 1 TESUS, thy blood and righteousness 
 •' My beauty are, and glorious dress: 
 'Midst flaming worlds, in these array' d, 
 With joy ohall 1 lift up my head- 
 

 GOSPEL DOCTRINES. 205 
 
 2 When, from the dust of death, I rise 
 To take my mansion in the ,kies; 
 E'en then shall this be all my plea, 
 Mesas hath liv'd and dy'd for me.' 
 
 3 Bold shall I stand in that great day, 
 For who aught to my charge shall lay? 
 While, through thy "blood, abso]v'd 1 am 
 From sin's tremendous curse and shame. 
 
 4 Thus Abraham, the friend of God, 
 Thus all the armies bought with blood, 
 Saviour of sinners, thee proclaim! 
 Sinners, of whom the chief I am. 
 
 5 This spotless robe the same appears, 
 When ruin'd nature sinks in years: 
 No age can change its glorious hue; 
 The robe of Christ is ever new. 
 
 6 0, let the dead now hear thy voice! 
 
 Bid, Lord, thy banish' d ones rejoice,- 
 Their beauty this, their glorious dress, 
 Jesus, the Lord, our righteousness. 
 
 OQ5 HYMN. P. M. Colliers Coll. 
 
 Renewing Grace. 
 
 1 TTOW helpless guilty nature lies, 
 XX Unconscious of its load! 
 
 The heart, unchang'd, can never rise 
 To happiness and God. 
 
 2 Can aught beneath a power divine 
 
 The stubborn will subdue? 
 'Tis thine, eternal Spirit, thine 
 To form the heart anew. 
 
 3 'Tis thine the passions to recall, 
 
 And upwards bid them rise; 
 And make the scales of error fall 
 From reason's darken' d eyes; 
 
 4 To chase the shades of death away, 
 
 And bid the sinner live; 
 A beam of heav'n, a vital ray, 
 'Tis thine alone to give. 
 
 5 0, change these wretched hearts of ours, 
 
 Aud give them life divine; 
 Then shall our passions and our powers, 
 Almighty Lord, be thine. 
 
'206, 207 GOSPEL DOCTRINES, 
 
 90fl HYMN. C M. Watts, 
 
 ~ vu Repentance. 
 
 Ps- 41:4. O Lord, heal my soul. 
 
 1 /^|H! if my soul was form'd for woe, 
 \Jr How would I ventmy sighs! 
 Repentance wouid like rivers flow 
 
 From both my streaming eyes, 
 
 2 Twas for my sins, my dearest Lord 
 
 Hung on the cursed tree, 
 And groan' d away a dying life, 
 For thee, my soul, "for thee. 
 
 3 0, how I hate those lusts of mine, 
 
 That crucified my God; 
 Those sins that pierc'd and nailM hie flesh 
 Fast to the fatal wood. 
 
 4 Yes, my Redeemer, they shall die, 
 
 My heart hath so decreed; 
 Nor wiJi 1 spare the guilty things 
 
 That made my Saviour bleed. 
 6 Whilst with a melting, broken heart, 
 
 My murder' d Lord I view, 
 I'll raise revenge against my sins, 
 
 And slay the murderers too. 
 
 OQ7 HYMN- 8s, 7s, 4s. 
 
 * w Salvation Free. 
 
 2 Tim. 1: 9. Who hath saved us 
 
 1 TESUS is our great salvation, 
 «J Worthy of our best esteem! 
 He has sav'd his favorite na t iwu; 
 
 Join to sing aloud to him: 
 He has sav'd us, 
 Christ alone could us redeem. 
 
 2 When involv'd in sin and ruin, 
 
 And no helper there was found; 
 Jesus our distress was viewing: 
 
 Grace did more than sin abound: 
 He has call'd tis, 
 With salvation in the sound. 
 
 3 Save us from a mere profession: 
 
 Save us from hypocrisy: 
 
GOSPEL DOCTRINES. 208 
 
 Give us, Lord, the sweet possession 
 
 Of thy righteousness and thee: 
 Best of favors! 
 None compar'd with this can be. 
 
 4 Let us never, Lord, forget thee: 
 
 Make us walk as pilgrims here: 
 We will give thee all the glory 
 
 Of the love that brought us near: 
 Bid us praise thee, 
 And rejoice with holy fear. 
 
 5 Free election, known by calling, 
 
 Is a privilege divine: 
 Saints are kept from final falling: 
 
 All the glory, Lord, be thine; 
 All the glory, 
 All the glory, Lord, is thine. 
 
 O08 HYMN. C. M. Doddridge. 
 
 Ps. 35: 3. I am Iky salvation. 
 
 1 QALVATION! Oh, melodious sound 
 O To wretched, dying men; 
 Salvation that from God proceeds, 
 
 And leads to God again. 
 
 2 Rescued from hell's eternal gloom, 
 
 From fiends, and fires, and chains; 
 Rais'd to a paradise of bliss, 
 Where love triumphant reigns. 
 
 3 But may a poor bewilder'd soul, 
 
 Sinful and weak as mine, 
 Presume to raise a trembling eye 
 To blessings so divine. 
 
 4 The lustre of so bright a bliss 
 
 My feeble heart o' erbears; 
 And unbelief almost perverts 
 The promise into tears. 
 
 5 My Saviour God, no voice but thine 
 
 These dying hopes can raise: 
 Speak thy salvation to my soul, 
 And turn my prayer to praise, 
 
209, 2L0 GOSPEL DOCTRINES. 
 
 9AQ HYMN. S, M. Doddridge. 
 
 oj\J*J Security of Christ's Sheep. 
 
 John 10: 29. No man is able to plucfc them out, 
 
 1 "]\/TY soul, with joy attend, 
 Jltx. While Jesus silence breaks; 
 
 No angel's harp such music yields 
 As what my Shepherd speaks. 
 
 2 'I know my sheep/ he cries, 
 'My soul approves them well: 
 
 'Vain is the treacherous world's disguise, 
 'And vain the rage of hell. 
 
 3 *I freely feed them now, 
 
 * With tokens of my love; 
 'But richer pastures I prepare, 
 And sweeter streams, above. 
 
 4 'Unnumber'd years of bliss 
 'I to my sheep will give; 
 
 'And while my throne unshaken stands, 
 'Shall all my chosen live. 
 
 5 'This tried almighty hand 
 'Is rais'd for their defence: 
 
 'Where is the power shall reach them there? 
 'Or who shall force them thence?* 
 
 6 Enough, my gracious Lord, 
 Let faith triumphant cry; 
 
 My heart can on this promise live, 
 Can on this promise die. 
 
 Ol HYMN. S. M. Stennett. 
 
 *"*•*' Sanctification Implored. 
 
 Matth. 8: 2. Thou canst make me clean, 
 
 1 "OEHOLD the leprous Jew, 
 
 ■ J Oppress' d with pain and grief, 
 Pouring his tears at Jesus' feet 
 For pity and relief. 
 
 2 '0 speak the word/ he cries, 
 'And heal me of my pain: 
 
 'Lord, thou art able, if thou wilt, 
 'To make a leper clean.' 
 
 3 Compassion moves his heart, 
 He speaks the gracious word: 
 
 The leper leels his strength return. 
 And al) his sickness cur'd. 
 
GOSPEL DOCTBINE& 211, 213 
 
 To thee, dear Lord, I look, 
 
 Sick of a worse disease; 
 Sin is my painful malady, 
 
 And none can give me ease. 
 
 But thy almighty grace 
 
 Can heal my leprous soul: 
 bathe me in thy precious blood* 
 
 And that will make me whole. 
 
 2 1 1 HYMN. L. M. Newton. 
 
 "* Xi Trust in God. 
 
 Ps. 43: 11. H>pe in God, for I shall yet praise him. 
 1 TTTHY, my soul, these anxious cares? 
 
 Why thus cast down with doubts and fears? 
 How canst thou want if God provide, 
 Or lose thy way with such a guide? 
 
 2 When first before his mercy-seat 
 Thou didst to him thy all commit, 
 He gave the warrant from that hour, 
 To trust his wisdom, love his power. 
 
 3 Did ever trouble yet befall, 
 And he refuse to hear thy call? 
 And has he not his promise past, 
 That thou shalt overcome at last? 
 
 4 He who has help'd me hitherto, 
 Will help me all my journey through, 
 And give me daily cause to raise 
 New Ebenezers to his praise. 
 
 91 9 HYMN. S. M. Doddridge. 
 
 *&*** Union in Regeneration* 
 
 1 Cor. 6: 17. He that is joined to the l,ord is oni 
 Spirit. 
 
 1 T"\EAK Saviour, we are thine, 
 U By everlasting bonds; 
 
 Our names, our hearts, we would resign— 
 Our souls are in thy hands. 
 
 2 To thee we still would cleave 
 With ever-growing zeal, 
 
 If millions tempt us Christ to leave, 
 let them ne'er prevail. 
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213 GOSPEL DOCTRINES. 
 
 3 Thy Spirit shall unite 
 
 Our souls in thee our head: 
 Shall form us to thy image bright, 
 That we thy paths may tread. 
 
 4 Death may our souls ditide 
 From these abodes of clay: 
 
 But love shall keep us near thy side 
 Through all the gloomy way. 
 
 5 Since Christ and we are one, 
 Why should we doubt or fear? 
 
 If he in heaven hath fix'd his throne, 
 He'll fix his members there. 
 
 *M Q HYMN. C. M. Cmper. 
 
 ~ LfJ Walking with God. 
 
 Gen. 5: 21. And Enock walked Willi G&d. 
 
 1 S~\ FOR a closer walk with God, 
 \J A calm and heavenly frame; 
 A light to shine upon the road 
 
 That leads me to the Iamb! 
 
 2 Where is the blessedness I knew 
 
 When first I saw the Lord? 
 Where is the soul-refreshing view 
 Of Jesus and his word? 
 
 3 What peaceful hours I then enjoy'd! 
 
 How sweet their memory still ! 
 But now I find an aching void 
 The world can never fill. 
 '1 Return, holy Dove! return 
 Sweet messenger of rest! 
 I hate the sins that made thee mourn, 
 And drove thee from rny breast. 
 
 5 The dearest idol I have known, 
 
 Whate'er that idol be, 
 Help me to tear it from thy throne, 
 And worship only Thee. 
 
 6 So shall my walk be close with God, 
 
 Calm and serene my frame; 
 So purer light shall mark the road 
 Tbat leads me to the Lamb. 
 
214 
 
 LAW AND GOSPEL 214, 2io 
 
 LAW AND GOSPEL. 
 HYMN. L.M. 
 
 The Law condemns — the Gospel savrs. 
 
 IAN angry God — a Judge severe — 
 /"\_ How just and hoiy is the Lord! 
 While christians hope with humble fear, 
 Let sinners tremble aL his word. 
 
 2 His law condemns the wicked now, 
 And goodness seals their awful doom, 
 But wrath, though here unseen and slow, 
 Will burst and burn beyond the tomb. 
 
 3 Then, how may hope and peace be found? 
 My trembling anxious heart inquires; 
 
 A hope secure, on gospel ground, 
 No phantom which the world inspires/ 
 <i Dear Saviour, friend of sinners, hear, 
 And lift on me thy smiling face; 
 Chase from my soul each doubt and fear, 
 And bid me taste thy cheering grace. 
 
 015 HYMN. S. M. Epis. Coll. 
 
 ~ x Hope in the Gospel only. 
 
 1 /^ OD'S holy law transgress'd, 
 vJT Brings nothing but despair: 
 
 Burden' d with guilt — with grief oppress' d, 
 We find no comfort there. 
 
 2 Not all the groans and tears, 
 Nor works which we have done, 
 
 Nor vows, nor promises, nor prayers, 
 Can e'er for sin atone. 
 
 3 Relief alone is found 
 
 In Jesus's precious blood: 
 Tis this that heals the mortal wound, 
 And reconciles to God. 
 
 4 High lifted on the cross, 
 
 ^ The spotless victim dies — 
 This is salvation's oniy source — 
 Hence all our hjopes arise. 
 
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 216,217 LAW AND GOSPEL. 
 
 216 HYMN. 7s. Montgomery. 
 
 Gal. 3: I. Received ye — by Law — or Faith* 
 ^HEN on Sinai's top I see 
 God descend in majesty, 
 To proclaim his holy law, 
 All my spirit sinks with awe. 
 
 2 When in ecstacy sublime, 
 Tabor's glorious height I climb, 
 In the too-transporting light, 
 Darkness rushes o'er my sight. 
 
 3 When on Calvary I rest, 
 God in flesh made manifest 
 Shines in my Redeemer's face, 
 Full of beauty, truth, and grace. 
 
 1 Here I would forever stay, 
 Weep and gaze my soul away; 
 Thou art heaven on earth to me, 
 Lovely, mournful Calvary. 
 
 217 
 
 HYMN. L. M. 
 Mi cah 6: 6. Wherewith shall I come before, the 
 Lord? 
 
 1 "1T7HEREWITH, Lord, shall I draw near, 
 
 VV Or bow myself before thy face? 
 How, in thy purer eyes appear? 
 What shall" I bring to gain thy grace? 
 
 2 Will gifts delight the Lord most high? 
 Will multiply'd oblations please? 
 Thousands of rams his favor buy? 
 
 Or slaughter' d millions e'er appease? — 
 
 3 Can these assuage the wrath of God? 
 Can these wash out my guilty stain? 
 Rivers of oil, or seas of blood? — 
 Alas! they all must flow in vain. 
 
 4 What have I then wherein to trust? 
 I nothing have, I nothing am; 
 Excluded is my very boast, 
 
 My glory swallow' d up in shame. 
 
 5 Guilty, I stand before thy face; 
 My sole desert is hell and wrath: 
 
 'Twere just the sentence should take place — 
 But, 0.' I plead my Saviour's death! 
 
LAW AND GOSPEL. 218,219 
 
 6 I plead the merits of thy Son, 
 who died for sinners on the tree; 
 1 plead his righteousness alone, 
 0, put the spotless robe on me! 
 
 Olfi HYMN. L. M. 
 
 ^ °The Moral Law, a Itule of Life— The Gospel, the Way 
 of Salvation . 
 
 1 "\TTHEN Jesus for his people died, 
 
 VV The holy law was satisfied: 
 Its awful penalties he bore: 
 It can command, but curse no more. 
 
 2 He having suffer' d in their stead, 
 The law in cov'nant form is dead, 
 But rules them with a gentle sway; 
 
 And they with sweet delight, obey. g 
 
 3 Amazing love! how rich, how free! 
 That Christ should die for such as we! 
 From hence the holiest duties flow 
 Of saints above, and saints below. 
 
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 OJ9 HYMN. L. M. Watts. 
 
 Rom. 1: 16. I am not ashamed of ike Gospel— for 
 it is the power of God to Salvation. 
 "OT by the law of innocence 
 Can Adam's sons arrive at heaven; 
 New works can give us no pretence 
 To have our ancient sins forgiven: 
 
 2 Not the best deeds that we have done 
 Can make a wounded conscience whole! 
 Faith is the grace — and faith alone, 
 That flies to Christ, and saves the soul. 
 
 3 Lord, I believe thy heavenly word! 
 Fain would I have my soul renew'd: 
 I mourn for sin, and trust the Lord 
 To have it pardon'd and subdu'd. 
 
 4 0, may thy grace its power display! 
 Let guilt and death no longer reign; 
 Save in thine own appointed way, 
 Nor let mv humble faith be vain! 
 
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'2-20, 221 INVITATIONS AND PROMISES. 
 
 INVITATIONS AND PROMISES. 
 
 09Q HYMN. L. JYI. Stinnett. 
 
 ^^ Isa. t: 18. Co7ne now and let us reason together. 
 
 1 '/""10ME, sinners,' saith the mighty God, 
 
 V_y * Heinous as all your crimes have been; 
 'Lo! I descend from mine abode 
 'To reason with the sons of men. 
 
 2 'No clouds of darkness veil my face, 
 'No vengeful lightnings flash around: 
 'I come with terms of life and peace; 
 
 * Where sin hath reign'd let grace abound.' 
 
 3 Yes, Lord, we will obey thy call, 
 And to thy gracious sceptre bow; 
 Oh make our crimson sins like wool, 
 Our scarlet crimes as white as snow. 
 
 4 So shall our thankful lips repeat 
 Thy praises with a tuneful voice, 
 While, humbly prostrate at thy feet, 
 We wonder, tremble, and rejoice. 
 
 99 1 HYMN. L. M. Stennett. 
 
 ""*■ Isa. 27: 8. Thy face Lord will I seek. 
 
 1 TEHOVAH speaks; 'Seek ye my face!' 
 •* My soul admires the wondrous grace: 
 I'll seek thy face— thy Spirit give! 
 
 O, let me seek thy lace and live. 
 
 2 I'll wait; perhaps my Lord may come; 
 (If I turn back, how sad my doom!) 
 And, begging, in his way I'll lie 
 
 Till the sweet hour he passeth by. 
 
 3 Daily I'll seek, with cries and tears, 
 With secret sighs, and fervent pray'rs; 
 And, if not heard — I'll weeping sit, 
 And perish at the Saviour's feet. 
 
 4 But canst thou, Lord! see all my pain, 
 And bid me seek thy face in vain? 
 Thou wilt not, canst not, me deceive — 
 The soul that seeks thy face shall live. 
 
INVITATIONS AND PROMISES. 222, 223 
 
 Dog HYMN. C. M. Fawcett. 
 
 ' w """ w Isa. 4: 7 t Let the wicked forsake his way. 
 
 1 QINNERS, the voice of God regard: 
 W; "fia mercy speaks to-day; 
 
 He calls you, by his sovereign word. 
 From sin's destructive way. 
 
 2 Like the rough sea that cannot rest* 
 
 You live devoid of peace; 
 A thousand stings within your breast 
 Deprive your souls of ease. 
 
 3 Your way is dark, and leads to hell; 
 
 Why will you persevere? 
 Can you in endless torments dwell, 
 Shut up in black despair? 
 4l Why will you in the crooked ways 
 Of sin and folly go? 
 In pain you travel all your days 
 To reap immortal wo! 
 
 5 But he that turns to God shall live 
 
 Through his abounding grace: 
 His mercy will the guilt forgive 
 Of those that seek his face. 
 
 6 Bow to the sceptre of his word, 
 
 Renouncing every sin: 
 Submit to him, your sovereign Lord, 
 And learn his will divine. 
 
 7 His love exceeds your highest thoughts; 
 
 He pardons like a God; 
 He will forgive your numerous faults, 
 Through the Redeemer's blood. 
 
 223 HYMN. L M. Fawceit. 
 
 """** Gen, 19: 15. The Angels hastened Lot, 
 
 1 TTASTEN, 0, sinners, to be wise, 
 JljL And stay not for the morrow's sun 
 The longer wisdom you despise, 
 
 The harder is she to be won. 
 
 2 hasten, mercy to implore. 
 
 And stay not for the morrow's sun, 
 For fear thy season should be o'er 
 Before this evening's stage be run, 
 
224, 225 INVITATIONS AND PROMISES. 
 
 3 hasten, sinner, to return, 
 
 And stay not tor the morrow's sun, 
 For fear thy lamp should fail to burn 
 Before the needful work is done. 
 
 4 hasten, sinner, to be blest. 
 
 And stay not for the morrow's sun, 
 For fear the curse should thee arrest 
 Before the morrow is begun. 
 
 5 Lord, do thou the sinner turn! 
 
 Now rouse him from his senseless state! 
 let him not thy counsel spurn, 
 Nor rue his fatal choice too late. 
 
 224 HYMN. L. M. Steele. 
 
 ""^ Matth. 11: 23. Come unto me — Iwill give you resL 
 
 1 /"~^OME, weary souls, with sins distrest, 
 V7 Come, and accept the promis'd rest; 
 The Saviour's gracious call obey, 
 
 And cast your gloomy fears away. 
 
 2 Oppress' d with guilt, a painful load: 
 
 come, and spread your woes abroad; 
 Divine compassion, mighty love, 
 Will all the painful load remove. 
 
 3 Here mercy's boundless ocean flows 
 
 To cleanse your guilt and heal your woe;<; 
 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 Dear Saviour, let thy powerful love 
 Confirm our faith, our feais remove: 
 And sweetly influence every breast, 
 And guide us to eternal rest. 
 
 225 
 
 i 
 
 HYMX. 148th. 
 
 Luke 14: 22. And yet there is room, 
 
 ~V7"E dying sons of men, 
 1 Immerg'd in sin and wo, 
 
 The gospel's voice attend, 
 
 While Jesus sends to you: 
 Ye perishing and guilty, come, 
 In Jesus' arms there vet is room, 
 
INVITATIONS AND PROMISES. 236 
 
 2 No longer now delay, 
 
 Nor vain excuses frame: 
 He bids you come to-day, 
 
 Though poor, and blind, and lame; 
 All things are ready, sinner, come, 
 For every trembling soul there's room. 
 
 3 Believe the heavenly word 
 
 His messengers proclaim; 
 He is a gracious Lord, 
 
 And faithful is his name: 
 Backsliding souls, return and come, 
 Cast off despair, there yet is room. 
 
 4 CompeU'd by bleeding love, 
 
 Ye wandering sheep, draw near; 
 Christ calls you from above, 
 His charming accents hear! 
 Let whosoever will now come, 
 in mercy's breast there still is room. 
 
 226 ~~hymnT r«. 
 
 "**" Luke 14: 33. Compel them to come in. 
 
 1 T ORD, how large thy bounties are, 
 J_J Tender, gracious, sinner's friend! 
 What a feast dost thou prepare, 
 
 And what invitations send! 
 Now fulfil thy great design, 
 
 Who didst first the message bring: 
 Every heart to thee incline, 
 
 Now compel them to come in. 
 
 2 Rushing on the downward road, 
 
 Sinners no compulsion need, 
 Glory to forsake, and God — 
 
 See they run with rapid speed: 
 Draw them back by love divine; 
 
 With thy grace their spirits win: 
 Every heart to thee incline, 
 
 Now compel them to come in. 
 
 3 Thus their willing souls compel, 
 
 Thus their happy minds constrain, 
 From the ways of death and hell, 
 
 Home to God and grace again. 
 Stretch that conquering arm of thine, 
 
 Once outstretch' d to bleed for sin: 
 Every heart to thee incline, 
 
 Nov." compel them lo come in. 
 
227, 228 INVITATIONS AND PROMISES. 
 
 997 HYMN. C. M. Steele. 
 
 "\ John 7: 37. If any man thirst let him come 
 unto me. 
 
 1 npHE Saviour calls — let every car 
 
 JL Attend the heavenly sound: 
 Ye doubting souls, dismiss your fear, 
 Hope smiles reviving round. 
 
 2 For every thirsty longing heart, 
 
 Here streams of bounty flow; 
 And life, and health, and bliss impart 
 To banish mortal wo. 
 
 3 Here springs of sacred pleasure rise 
 
 To ease your every pain; 
 (Immortal fountain! full supplies!) 
 Nor shall you thirst in vain. 
 
 4 Ye sinners, come; 'tis mercy's voice, 
 
 The gracious call obey: 
 Mercy invites to heavenly joys — 
 And can you yet delay? 
 
 5 Dear Saviour, draw reluctant hearts! 
 
 To thee let sinners fly, 
 And take the bliss thy love imparts; 
 And drink, and never die. 
 
 228 
 
 HYMN. 8,8,6. 
 Rev. 22: 17. And whosoever will let him take, 
 
 1 ^\7"E scarlet-color' d sinners, come; 
 
 jL Jesus, the Lord, invites you home; 
 
 whither can you go? 
 What! are your crimes of crimson hue? 
 His promise is forever true; 
 
 He'll wash you white as snow. 
 
 2 Backsliders, hll'd with your own ways, 
 Whose weeping nights and wretched days 
 
 In bitterness are spent, 
 Return to Jesus; he'll reveal 
 His lovely face, and sweetly heal 
 
 What you so much lament. 
 
 3 Tried souls! — look up — he says, 'ti3 I — 
 He loves you still, but means to try 
 
 If faith will bear the test. 
 The Lord has giv'n the chiefest good- 
 He shed for you his precious blood: 
 
 0, trust him far the rest! 
 
INVITATIONS AND PROMISES. 229, 230 
 
 4 Ye Lender souls, draw hither too, 
 Ye grateful, highly-fa^or'd few, 
 Who feel the debt you owe! — 
 Press on, the Lord hath more to give; 
 By faith upon him daily live, 
 And you -shall find it so . 
 
 OOf) , HYMN. C. M. 
 
 *~ 'The Invitation of Wisdom. 
 
 V 
 
 _ And courts us to her arms; 
 
 Who can resist the wond'rous grace, 
 
 And slight her powerful charms? 
 
 2 She, gen' rous, holds out to our sight, 
 
 Riches which shall endure; 
 Not, sparkling rubies half so bright, 
 Nor iinest gold so pure. 
 
 3 Eternal pleasures fill her train, 
 
 Pleasures that never cloy; 
 'Come, drink of bliss unmix' d with pai«„ 
 'And taste celestial joy.' 
 
 4 Immortal crowds she now displays, 
 
 And thrones beyond the skies; 
 Accept her blessings while she stay.-?, 
 
 And seize the glorious prize. 
 
 M 
 
 OOf) HYMN. L. M. 
 
 The Tuvltntion of Wisdom accepted. 
 Rev. 3: 17. Tiiou say est, lam ridi, but art poor. 
 HEAR the counsel of a friend, 
 And to the soothing voice attend; 
 'Come, sinners, wretched, blind, and poor, 
 'Come, Wy, from my unbounded store. 
 ■2 *\ only aslt you to receive, 
 'For freely I my blessings give;' 
 Jesus! and are thy blessings free? 
 Then I may dare to come to thee. 
 3 T come for grace, like gold refln'd, 
 T' enrich and beautify my mind; 
 Grace that will trials well endure, 
 And in the furnace grow mor<? pure. 
 
2ai f 233 INVITATIONS AND PEOMISES. 
 
 4 Naked, I come for that bright dress, 
 Thy perfect, spotless righteousness; 
 That glorious robe, so richly dy'd 
 
 In thine own blood, my shame to hide. 
 
 5 Like Bartimeus, now to t'aee 
 
 I come, and pray that 1 may see: 
 Ev'n clay is eye-salve in thy band, 
 If thou, the blessing but command. 
 G Here, wretched, poor, and blind I came, 
 0, let me not return the same; 
 Let me depart, all-gracious Lord! 
 Happy, enrich'd, to sight restor'd. 
 
 231 HYMN. L. M. Beddome. 
 
 ~ Gen. 3: 15. Iioill put enmity between thp 
 
 seed and her seed. 
 
 1 TT7HEN, by the tempter's wiles betray'd, 
 
 VV Adam our head and parent, fell; 
 Unknown before, a pleasure spread 
 Through all the mazy deeps of hell. 
 
 2 Infernal powers rejoic'd to see 
 
 The new-made world destroy' d, undone: 
 But God proclaims his great decree — 
 Pardon and mercy through his Son. 
 
 .1 Serpent, accurs'd, thy sentence read; 
 'Almighty vengeance thou shalt feel; 
 'The woman's seed shall break thy head, 
 'Thy malice faintly bruise his heel.' 
 
 4 Thus God declares; and Christ descends, 
 Assumes a mortal form, and dies; 
 Whilst, in his death, death's empire ends, 
 And the proud conqueror, conquer'd lies. 
 
 .0 Dying, the King of glory deals 
 Ruin to all his numerous foes: 
 His power the prince of darkness feels, 
 And sinks oppress' d beneath his woes. 
 
 OQO HYMN. L. M. Fawcett. 
 
 ^ 0,w Deut. 33: 25. 4s thy days, so shall thy 
 strength be. 
 1 A FFLICTED saint, to Christ draw near; 
 /jl Thy Saviour's gracious promise hear; 
 His faithful word declares to thee 
 That, as thy days, thy .strength shall be. 
 
INVITATIONS AND PROMISES. 233 
 
 2 Let not thy heart despond, and say, 
 How shall I stand the trying day? 
 He has engag'd, by firm decree, 
 
 That, as thy days, thy strength shall be. 
 
 3 Thy faith is weak, thy foes are strong; 
 And, if the conflict should be long, 
 Thy Lord will make the tempter flee; 
 For, as thy days, thy strength shall be. 
 
 4 Should persecution rage and flame, 
 Still trust in thy Redeemer's name; 
 In fiery trials thou shalt see 
 
 That, as thy days, thy strength shall be. 
 
 5 When call'd to bear the weighty cross, 
 Or sore affliction, pain or loss, 
 
 Or deep distress, or poverty — 
 
 Still, as thy days, thy strength shall be. 
 
 6 When ghastly death appears in view, 
 Christ's presence shall thy fears subdue! 
 He comes to set thy spirit free; 
 
 And, as thy days, thy strength shall be. 
 
 OOQ HYMN. C. M. 
 
 *°° Isa. 41: 10. lam with thee. 
 
 1 A ND art thou with us, gracious Lord, 
 jTjL To dissipate our fear? 
 
 Dost thou proclaim thyself our God, 
 Our God forever near? 
 
 2 Dost thou a father's bowels feel 
 
 For all thy humble saints? 
 And in such friendly accents speak 
 To soothe their sad complaints? 
 
 3 Why droop our hearts? why flow our eyes, 
 
 While such a voice we hear? 
 Why rise our sorrows and our fears, 
 While such a friend is near? 
 
 4 To all thine other favors, add 
 A heart to trust thy word; 
 
 And death itself shall hear us sing, 
 While resting on. the Lord. 
 
234, 235 INVITATIONS AND PROMISES. 
 
 ^34 HYMN - c - M - ^NN* 
 
 ^ 2 Gor. 12: 9. My grace is sufficient for thee, 
 
 1 TT^IND are the words that Jesus speaks 
 j?\_ To cheer the drooping saints; 
 'My gTace sufficient is for you, 
 
 'Though nature's powers may faint. 
 
 2 'My grace its glories shall display, 
 
 'And make your griefs remove: 
 'Your weakness shall the triumphs tell 
 'Of boundless power and love.' 
 o What though my griefs are not remov'd, 
 Yet why should I despair? 
 While my kind Saviour's arms support, 
 1 can the burden bear. 
 
 4 Jesus, my Saviour, and my Lord, 
 
 'Tis good to trust thy name: 
 Thy power, thy faithfulness, and love, 
 Will ever be the same. 
 
 5 Weak as I am, yet through thy grace 
 
 I all things can perform; 
 And, smiling, triumph in thy name 
 Amid the raging storm. 
 
 ^35 HYMN. C. M. Doddridge. 
 
 *" Phil. 4: 29. God shall supply all your need, 
 
 1 *I\/rY God' — how cheerful is the sound! 
 J.VX How pleasant to repeat! 
 
 Well may that heart with pleasure bound, 
 Where God hath iix'd his seat. 
 
 2 What want shall not our God supply 
 
 From his abundant stores? 
 What streams of mercy from on high 
 An arm almighty pours! 
 
 3 From Christ, the ever-living spring, 
 
 These ample blessings flow: 
 Prepare, my lips, his name to sing, 
 Whose heart has iov'd us so. 
 
 4 Now to our Father and our God 
 
 Be endless glory given, 
 Through all the realms of man's abode, 
 And through the highest heaven. 
 
INVITATIONS AND PROMISES. 236, '237 
 
 <r>fi HYMN. C. M. Doddridge. 
 
 ~°^ Luke 21: '62. Fear not little flock. 
 
 1 \rE little flock, whom Jesus feeds, 
 
 1 Dismiss your anxious cares: 
 Look to the Shepherd of your souls, 
 And smile away your fears. 
 
 2 Though wolves and lions prowl around, 
 
 His staff is your defence: 
 'Midst sands and rocks, your Shepherd's voice 
 Calls streams and pastures thence. 
 
 3 Your Father will a kingdom give, 
 
 And give it with delight; 
 His feeblest child his love shall call 
 To triumph in his sight. 
 i [Ten thousand praises, Lord, we bring 
 For sure supports like these: 
 And o'er the pious dead we sing 
 Thy living promises. 
 5 For all we hope, and they enjoy, 
 We bless the Saviour's name: 
 Nor shall that stroke disturb the song 
 Which breaks this mortal frame. I 
 
 237 
 
 HYMN. 7's. Hemetl. 
 Matth. li: 28. Come unto me. 
 
 1 jf^OME poor sinner, come and see, 
 KJ All thy strength is found in me, 
 T am waiting to be kind, 
 
 RTo relieve thy troubled mind. 
 2 Dost thou feel Lh> sins a pain? 
 Look to me and ease obtain: 
 All my fullness thou may'st share, 
 And be always welcome here. 
 
 3 Boldly come, why dost thou fear! 
 I possess a gracious ear, 
 
 I will never tell thee nay, 
 While thou hast a heart to pray. 
 
 4 Try the freeness of my grace, 
 Sure, 'twill suit thy trying case; 
 Mourning souls will ne'er complain, 
 Having sought my face in vain. 
 
-38, 239 INVITATIONS AND PROMISES. 
 
 5 Knock, and cast all doubt behind, 
 Seek, and thou shalt surely find, 
 Ask, and I will give thee peace, 
 And thy confidence increase. 
 
 6 Will not this encourage thee, 
 Vile and poor to come to me? 
 Sure thou canst not doubt my will; 
 Come and welcome, sinner, still. 
 
 93Q HYMN. L. M. Burnham. 
 
 "~ John 6: 37. Him that cometh — I will not cast ouL 
 
 1 /^10ME, sinners come, of every name, 
 V.^ Come to the great atoning lamb; 
 From his dear arms no longer stay, 
 For none that come are cast away. 
 
 2 O'er a lost world his mercies roll, 
 He smiles on every coming soul; 
 
 His heart o'erfiows with boundless grace, 
 And contrite sinners he'll embrace. 
 
 3 All who behold the lamb of God, 
 And pray for mercy through his blood. 
 Surely shall free salvation prove, 
 With all the joys of pard'ning love. 
 
 4 Ye vilest of the human race 
 Try the exalted Prince of Peace: 
 Ne'er of his promise dare to doubt, 
 For he'll in no wise cast thee out. 
 
 5 Jesus, at thy dear feet we fall, 
 Constrain' d to come at mercy's call; 
 Drawn by thy soul attracting charms, 
 We come, and rest in thy kind arms. 
 
 6 How do we prize thy smiling face, 
 And bless thee for thy wond'rous grace; 
 Now we would serve thee all our days, 
 And spend a life of prayer and praise. 
 
 239 
 
 HYMN. C. M. 
 Tsa. 55: I. Ho! every one that Ihirstcllu 
 1 Z^IOMK to the glorious gospel feast, 
 KJ Ho, ev'ry one that will! 
 come, ye starving souls and taste 
 Those joys that none can tell. 
 

 INVITATIONS AND PROMISES. 24(1 
 
 2 Arise ye mortals that are sad, 
 
 And bord'ring on despair, 
 Lo, there is balm in Gilead, 
 And a Physician there. 
 
 3 Look to the Saviour's bleeding side, 
 
 Behold the purple gore; 
 Tt was for wounded souls he died, 
 The sin-sick to restore. 
 
 4 Behold him on the cursed tree, 
 
 With arms extended wide, 
 For sinners such as you and me, 
 The bleeding Saviour died. 
 
 5 'Tis finish'd, said his dying breath, 
 
 He conquer'd death and hell, 
 That rebels doom'd to endless death, 
 Might in his bosom dwell. 
 
 6 Come then, receive his grace, and tell 
 
 The wonders of his love; 
 Till we arise with him to dwell, 
 In the bright worlds above. 
 
 7 No sin nor foe shall there annoy, 
 
 Or wound our peaceful breast; 
 But boundless love, unmingled joy, 
 And everlasting rest. 
 
 O40 HYMN. Ts. Haweis. 
 
 v John 7: 37. If any man thirst, let him come, 
 
 X THROM the cross uplifted high, 
 
 J? Where the Saviour deigns to die, 
 
 What melodious sounds I hear, 
 
 Bursting on my ravish'd ear! 
 
 1 Love's redeeming work is done! 
 
 Come and welcome, sinner, come! 
 2 'Sprinkled now with blood the throne, 
 
 Why beneath thy burdens groan? 
 
 On my pierced body laid, 
 
 Justice owns the ransom paid; 
 
 Bow the knee, and kiss the Son, 
 
 Come and welcome, sinner, come! 
 
241,242 INVITATIONS AND PROMISES. 
 
 .3 'Spread for thee the festal board, 
 
 See with richest dainties stor'd; 
 
 To ihy Father's bosom press' d, 
 
 Yet again, a child confess'd; 
 
 Never from this house to roam; 
 
 Come and welcome, sinner, come! 
 4 'Soon the day of life shall end, 
 
 Lo! I come! your Saviour Friend — 
 
 Safe your spirits to convey 
 
 To the realms of endless day; 
 
 Up to my eternal home, 
 
 Come arid welcome, sinners, come!' 
 
 04] HYMN. L. M. Lock 11. Coll. 
 
 ^ * L The Thirsty iuviteii. 
 
 1 TTQ every one that thirsts draw nigh: 
 _tl ('Tis God invites the tallen race;) 
 Mercy and free salvation buy: 
 
 Buy wine, and milk, and gospel grace, 
 
 2 Come to the living waters, come: 
 
 Sinners, obey your Maker's call; 
 Return, ye weary wanderers, home, 
 And find my grace reached out to alY. 
 
 3 See from the Rock a fountain rise! 
 
 For you in healing streams it rolls; 
 Money ye need not bring, nor price, 
 Ye lab'ring, burdened, sin-sick souls. 
 
 4 Nothing ye, in exchange, shall give; 
 
 Leave all you have and are behind; 
 Frankly the gift of God receive: 
 Pardon and peace in Jesus find. 
 
 940 HYMN. L. M. Smith. 
 
 ** /W John 6: 37: Him that cometh to mt. 
 
 1 T~l ARK! 'tis the Saviour's voice I hear, 
 JlI Come, trembling soul, dispel thy fear; 
 He saith, and who his word can doubt, 
 
 He will in no wise cast you out. 
 
 2 Doth Satan fill you with dismay, 
 And tell you, Christ will cast away; 
 It is a truth, why should you doubt? 
 He will in no wise cast you out. 
 
INVITATIONS AND PKOMISES. 243, 244 
 
 3 Doth sin appear before your view, 
 Of scarlet or of crimson hue? 
 
 If black as hell, why should you doubt? 
 He will in no wise cast you out. 
 
 4 The Publican and dying Thief 
 Applied to Christ and found relief: 
 Nor need you entertain a doubt, 
 He will in no wise cast you out. 
 
 3 Approach your God, make no delay, 
 
 He waits to welcome you to-day: 
 
 His mercy try, no longer doubt, 
 
 He will in no wise cast you out. 
 6 'Lord, at thy call behold I come, 
 
 A guilty soul, lost and undone; 
 
 On thy rich blood I now rely, 
 
 0. pass my vile transgressions by.' 
 
 t>j o HYMN. L. M. Walls. 
 
 Fr* u Heb. 6: 17. Oath and Promise of God, 
 
 1 TTOW oft have sin and Satan strove 
 JlX To rend my soul from thee my God: 
 But everlasting is thy love, 
 
 And Jesus seals it with his blood. 
 
 2 The oath and promise of the Lord, 
 Join to confirm the wond'rous grace: 
 Eternal power performs the word, 
 And fills all heaven with endless praise, 
 
 3 Amidst temptations sharp and long, 
 My soul to this dear refuge flies; 
 Hope is my anchor firm and strong, 
 While tempests blow and billows rise, 
 
 4 The gospel bears my spirits up: 
 A faithful and unchanging God 
 Jjays the foundation for my hope 
 In oaths, and promises, and blood. 
 
 044. HYMN. L. M. 
 
 Matth.9:13. Sinners called to Repentance. 
 1 TTQ W sweet thy invitations be: 
 
 JljL But are they, Lord, for such as we 
 We, who transgressors are, and vile, 
 And most unworthy of ihv smile? 
 
24,5 INVITATIONS AND PROMISES. 
 
 2 Unworthy of the ground we tread, 
 The liquid drop, the crumb of bread, 
 Of sight, of hearing, feeling, taste, 
 Then much more of thy saving grace, 
 
 3 Yet, though we all unworthy be, 
 Are we unwelcome, Lord to thee, 
 For thou invitest us to come, 
 
 And find in thee our blissful home. 
 
 4 We hail thy invitations, Lord, 
 These are our welcome in thy word; 
 But higher praise is yet thy due, 
 
 If thou hast made us willing too. 
 
 5 As all are welcome to thy grace, 
 Th' unw r orthiest of the human race, 
 Make thousands willing, Lord, we pray, 
 Draw them by cords of love to-day. 
 
 O45 HYMN. C. M. John Russell. 
 
 Come to Christ. 
 
 Isa. 55: 1. Ho! every one that thirsteth, 
 
 1 TTO, ye who thirst! a living fount 
 JTi For you is open'd wide: — 
 
 The fount thatgush'd, on Calvary's mount, 
 From our Redeemer's side. 
 
 2 Come, seek salvation through the blood 
 
 So freely pour'd for you; — 
 0, leave the broad and downward road 
 That leads to endless woe. 
 
 3 Come, ye who long in vain have sought 
 
 True happiness to find; — 
 In all the joys of earth there's nought 
 Can fill the immortal mind. 
 
 4 Come, and partake the blessed feast 
 
 That Christ for you has spread; 
 Not all the treasures of the East 
 Could buy this living bread. 
 
 5 Come, join the humble, happy band, 
 
 That sing redemption's lay; 
 With them united, heart and hand, 
 Pursue the heavenly way. 
 

 INVITATIONS AND PROMISES. 246, 237 
 
 6 Then, when this fleeting life is o'er, 
 
 Our toils and sorrows done, 
 With shouts of joy we'll hail the shore 
 Which Christ for us hath won. 
 
 7 There, while eternal ages roll, 
 
 On the bless' d theme we'll dwell: 
 That Jesus died to save our souls 
 From endless death and hell. 
 
 246 HYMN. S. M. Newton. 
 
 r Matth. 5: 6. They who hunger — filled* 
 
 1 TTUNGRY, and faint, and poor, 
 XX Behold us, Lord, again 
 
 Assembled at thy mercy's door, 
 Thy bounty to obtain. 
 
 2 Thy word invites us nigh, 
 Or we must starve indeed; 
 
 For we no money have to buy, 
 No righteousness to plead. 
 
 3 The food our spirits want, 
 Thy hand alone can give; 
 
 Oh, hear the prayer of faith and grant 
 That we may eat and live. 
 
 r >47 HYMN. L. M. Medley. 
 
 "* Luke 19: 10. Seek and to save — the lost. 
 
 1 Z^IOME, let us now unite to raise 
 V7 A song of joyful, humble praise; 
 Who nothing have whereof to boast; 
 But Jesus seeks and saves the lost. 
 
 2 Let his dear name forever be 
 Our daily and our earnest plea; 
 While we in him for all things trust, 
 Who came to seek and save the lost. 
 
 3 All praise his heavenly love excels; 
 All fulness in him ever dwells; 
 His riches none can e'er exhaust, 
 Who came to seek and save the lost. 
 
 4 Come then, poor souls, who long have been 
 The slaves of Satan and of sin; 
 
 Throw down your arms, desert the host, 
 For Jesus seeks and saves the lost, 
 
248 INVITATIONS AND PROMISES. 
 
 5 His blood will cleanse you, and his love 
 Safe bring you to the world above; 
 Though great the work, and dear the cost, 
 Yet Jesus seeks and saves the lost. 
 
 6 Ye trembling, weak, and tempted saints, 
 He knows your fears and sad complaints; 
 Though here by furious storms you're toss'd, 
 Still Jesus seeks and saves the lost. 
 
 7 Soon shall the storms be all blown o'er, 
 And you shall reach the heavenly shore, 
 And sing with all the ransom' d host 
 That Jesus seeks and saves the lost. 
 
 248 HYMN. L. M. Unknown. 
 
 Matth. 11: 28. Come unto me all ye that labor and are 
 heavy laden. 
 
 1 Y/STITH tearful eyes I look around: 
 
 W Life seems a dark and stormy sea; 
 Yet 'midst the gloom I heard a sound, 
 A heavenly whisper — 'Come to me.' 
 
 2 It tells me of a place of rest: 
 
 It tells me where my soul may flee; 
 Oh! to the weary, faint, opprest, 
 How sweet the bidding — 'Come to me.' 
 
 3 When the poor heart with anguish learns, 
 
 That earthly props resign'd must be, 
 And from each broken cistern turns, 
 It hears the accents — 'Come to me.* 
 
 4 When against sin I strive in vain, 
 
 And cannot from its yoke get free; 
 Sinking beneath the heavy chain, 
 The words arrested — 'Come to me.' 
 
 5 When nature shudders, loath to part 
 
 From all I love, enjoy and see; 
 When a faint chill steals o'er my heart, 
 A sweet voice utters — 'Come to me.' 
 
 6 'Come, for all else must fail and die: 
 
 'Earth is no resting place for thee; 
 Heavenward direct thy weeping eye; 
 1 Urn thy portion — 'Come Lo me.' 
 
INVITATIONS AND PROMISES. 249,250 
 
 7 A voice of mercy! voice of love! 
 in death's Jast fearful agony, 
 Support me, cheer me, from above, 
 And gently whisper — 'Come to me.' 
 
 949 HYMN. L. M. Hoskins. 
 
 F Zech. 9; 12. Turn ye jmsoners of hope- 
 
 1 TpRIS'NERS of sin and Satan too, 
 
 jL The Saviour calls, he calls for you; 
 Ye who have sold yourselves for nought, 
 Shall have your liberty unbought. 
 
 2 He came to set the captives free, 
 He came to publish liberty, 
 
 To bind the broken hearted up, 
 And give despairing sinners hope. 
 
 3 Pris'ners of hope, why will ye die? 
 Why from the only refuge fly? 
 Jesus, our hiding place and tower, 
 Invites the guilty and the poor. 
 
 4 He came to comfort all that mourn; 
 He sweetly says to sinners, turn! 
 Pris'ners of hope, his voice attend, 
 Nor slight the calls of such a friend. 
 
 5 The great Redeemer, liv'd and died; 
 The Prince of life was crucified; 
 He shed his own most precious blood 
 To purchase captive souls to God. 
 
 6 To this Redeeming God be given, 
 Immortal praise by earth and heaven: 
 Pris'ners of hope, the Saviour bless, 
 And every hour his love confess. 
 
 250 HYMN. S. M. Kent. 
 
 ** lsa. 3: 10. Say ye to the righteous, it shall be well 
 with him. 
 
 1 '\T7"HAT cheering words are these? 
 
 V V Their sweetness who can tell? 
 In time, and to eternity, 
 
 'Tis with the righteous well. 
 
 2 In ev'ry state secure, 
 Kept by Jehovah's eye, 
 
 'Tis well with them while life endures, 
 And well when call'd to die. 
 
251 INVITATIONS AND PROMISES. 
 
 3 'Tis well when joys arise, 
 'Tis well when sorrows flow; 
 
 'Tis well when darkness veils the skies 
 And strong temptations blow. 
 
 4 ['Tis well when on the mount 
 They feast on dying love: 
 
 And 'tis as well in God's account, 
 When they the furnace prove.] 
 
 5 'Tis well when at his throne, 
 They wrestle, weep, and pray; 
 
 'Tis well when at his feet they groan, 
 Yet bring their wants away. 
 
 251 
 
 HYMN. L. M. DobelL 
 Matth. 5: 4. Blessed are they that mourn. 
 
 1 ~YT7~HY, mourning soul, why flow these tears? 
 
 VV Why thus indulge thy doubts and fears? 
 Look to the Saviour on the tree, 
 Who bore the load of guilt for thee. 
 
 2 Then cease thy sorrows, banish grief, 
 Though thou of sinners art the chief; 
 
 The wounds that make poor sinners grieve, 
 Are heal'd when they in Christ believe. 
 
 3 Whom Jesus wounds, he wounds to heal — 
 Oh! 'tis a mercy thus to feel: 
 
 There's none can mourn while dead in sin; 
 Thine are the marks of life within. 
 
 4 Be of good cheer, on him Tely; 
 He'll pass thy great transgressions by, 
 And guide thee safely by his hand, 
 
 Till thou shalt reach fair Canaan's land. 
 
 5 There shalt thou sing his dying love, 
 With all the ransom' d throng above; 
 And in exalted, joyful lays, 
 
 The Father, Son, and Spirit, praise. 
 
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 SUCCESS AND TRIUMPHS. 
 
 959 HYMN. L. M. Stennttt. 
 
 Piaise to God tor Renewing Grace. 
 Rom. 15: 9. Gentiles might glorify God for his mercy. 
 
 1 r 1 10 God my Saviour and my King, 
 
 JL Fain would my soul her tribute bring; 
 Join me, ye saints, in songs of praise, 
 For ye have known and felt his grace. 
 
 2 Wretched and helpless once I lay, 
 Just breathing all my life away; 
 He saw me welt' ring in my blood, 
 And felt the pity of a God. 
 
 3 With speed he flew to my relief, 
 
 Bound up my wounds and sooth' d my grief \ 
 Pour'd joys divine into my heart, 
 And bade each anxious fear depart. 
 
 4 These proofs of love, my dearest Lord! 
 Deep in my breast 1 will record: 
 The life which I from thee receive, 
 To thee, behold, I freely give. 
 
 5 My heart and tongue shall tune thy praise, 
 Through the remainder of my days: 
 And when I join the powers above, 
 My soul shall better sing thy love. 
 
 >53 HYMN. CI 
 
 Luke 15: 4. Until he find it. 
 
 1 TT7HEN some kind shepherd from his fold 
 
 VV Has lost a straying sheep, 
 Through vales, o'er hills, he anxious roves, 
 And climbs the mountain steep: 
 
 2 But, the joy! the transport sweet! 
 
 When he the wanderer finds, 
 Up in his arms he takes his charge, 
 And to his shoulder binds. 
 
[ SUCCESS AND TRIUMPHS. 
 
 3 Homeward he hastes to tell the joy, 
 
 And make his bliss complete: 
 The neighbors hear' the news, and all 
 The joyful shepherds greet. 
 
 4 Yet how much greater is the joy 
 
 When but one sinner turns; 
 When, the poor wretch, with broken heart, 
 His sins and errors mourns! 
 
 5 Pleas'd with the news, the saints below, 
 
 In songs their tongues employ; 
 Beyond the skies the tidings go, 
 And heaven is fill'd with joy. 
 
 6 Well pleas'd, the Father sees and hears 
 
 The conscious sinner weep; 
 
 Jesus receives him in his arms, 
 
 And owns him for his sheep. 
 
 7 Xor angels can their joys contain, 
 
 But kindle with new fire; 
 'A wandering sheep's return'd,' they sing, 
 And strike the sounding lyre. 
 
 254 rfYMN. C. M, Stennett. 
 
 Luke 23: 42. Lord, remember vie. 
 
 1 A Sou the cross the Saviour hung, 
 j_jL And wept, and bled, and dy'd, 
 He pour'd salvation on a wretch 
 
 That languish' d by his side. 
 
 2 His crimes, with inward grief and shame* 
 
 The penitent coufess'd; 
 Then turn'd his dying eyes to Christ, 
 And thus his prayer address' d: 
 
 'Jesus, thou Son and heir of heaven! 
 
 'Thou spotless Lamb of God! 
 'I see thee bath'd in sweat and tears, 
 'And weltering in thy blood; 
 
 1 'Yet quickly, from these scenes of woe, 
 
 'In triumph tbou shalt rise, 
 'Burst through the gloomy shades of death, 
 And shine above the skies. 
 .0 'Amid the glories of that world, 
 'Dear Saviour think on me, 
 4 And in the vict'ries of thy death, 
 'Let me a shatei be.' 
 
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 6 IIks prayer the dying Jesus hears, 
 And instantly replies — 
 'To-day thy 'parting soul shall be 
 'With me in Paradise.' 
 
 fc> 55 HYMN. C. M, Gibbons. 
 
 ** Prayer for the success of Minions. 
 
 1 I" ORD, send thy word, and let it fly, 
 _I_J Ann'd with thy Spirit's power; 
 Ten thousands shall confess its sway, 
 
 And bless the saving hour. 
 
 2 Beneath the influence of thy grace; 
 
 The barren wastes shall rise, 
 With sudden greens and fruits array' d 
 A blooming paradise. 
 
 3 True holiness shall strike its root 
 
 In each regenerate heart; 
 Shall in a growth divine arise, 
 And heavenly fruits impart. 
 
 4 Peace, with her olives crown'd, shall stretch 
 Her wings from shore to shore; 
 
 No trump shall rouse the rage of war, 
 Nor murderous cannon roar. 
 
 5 Lord, for those days we wait; those days 
 Are in thy word foretold; 
 
 Fly swifter, sun and stars, and bring 
 This promis'd age of gold. 
 
 6 Amen — with joy divine, let earth's 
 Unnumbered myriads cry; 
 
 Amen — with joy divine, let heaven's 
 Unnumbered choirs reply. 
 
 
 ">56 HYMN. 8s, 7s, 4s. 
 
 Isa. 52: 10. Latter day dawning 
 1 ~V7"ES! we trust the day is breaking, 
 X Joyful times are near at hand: 
 God, the mighty God, is speaking 
 .By his word in every land: 
 
 When he chooses, 
 Darkness flies at his command. 
 % Let us hail the joyful season, 
 Let us hail the dawning ray. 
 
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 SUCCESS AND TRIUMPHS. 
 
 When the Lord appears there's reason 
 
 To expect a glorious day: 
 At his presence 
 
 Gloom and darkness flee away. 
 While the foe becomes more daring; 
 
 While he enters like a flood; 
 God the Saviour is preparing 
 
 Means to spread his truth abroad; 
 Ev'ry language 
 
 Soon shall tell the love of God. 
 God of Jacob, high and glorious; 
 
 Let thy people see thy hand; 
 Let the gospel be victorious, 
 
 Through the world in ev'ry land; 
 And the idols 
 
 Perish, Lord, at thy command. 
 
 HYMN. L. Ml Slennett. 
 Tlie triumphs of the Cross. 
 
 1 TVTO more, dear Saviour, will I boast 
 
 _L i Of beauty, wealth, or loud applause; 
 The world hath all its glories lost, 
 Amid the triumphs of thy cross. 
 
 2 In every feature of thy face, 
 Beauty her fairest charms displays: 
 Truth, wisdom, majesty and grace, 
 Shine thence in sweetly mingled rays. 
 
 o Thy wealth the power of thought transcends, 
 'Tis vast, immense; and all divine: 
 Thy empire, Lord, o'er worlds extends; 
 The sun, the moon, the stars are thine. 
 
 4. Yet, (0, how marvellous is the sight!) 
 1 see thee on a cross expire; 
 Thy Godhead veiPd in sable night; 
 And angels from the scene retire . 
 
 o But why from these sad scenes retreat? 
 Why with your wings your faces hide? 
 He ne'er appear'd so good, so great, 
 As when he bow'd his head and died. 
 
 6 The indignation of a God 
 On him avenging justice hurl'd: 
 Beneath the weight he iirmly stood, 
 And nobly sav'd a filling ^vorld. 
 
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 7 Those triumphs of stupendous grace 
 Surprise, rejoice, and melt my heart: 
 Lord, at thy cross I stand and gaze, 
 Nor would I ever thence depart! 
 
 HOLY SPIRIT. 
 
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 HYMN. 112th. 
 John 14: 16. He shall give you another Comforter, 
 
 1 TESUS, we hang npon thy word, 
 
 J Our longing souls have heard from Thee: 
 Be mindful of thy promise, Lord, 
 
 Thy promise made to such as me; 
 To such as Zion's paths pursue, 
 And would believe that God is true. 
 
 2 Thou say'st, '1 will the Father pray, 
 
 'And he the Comforter shall give, 
 'Shall give him in your hearts to stay, 
 
 'And never more his temples leave; 
 'Myself will to my orphans come, 
 'And make you mine eternal home. , 
 
 3 Come then, dear Lord, thyself reveal, 
 
 And let thy promise now take place; 
 Be it according to thy will. 
 
 According to thy word of grace! 
 Thy sorrowful disciples cheer, 
 And send us down the Comforter. 
 
 4 He visits oft the troubled breast, 
 
 And oft relieves our sad complaint; 
 But soon we lose the transient guest, 
 
 But soon we droop again and faint — 
 Repeat the melancholy moan, 
 'Our joy is fled, our comfort gone.' 
 
 5 Hasten him, Lord, into each heart, 
 
 Our sure, inseparable guide: 
 Oh, may we meet and never part! 
 
 Oh, may he in our hearts abide ! 
 And keep his house of praise and prayer, 
 And rest and reign forever there! 
 
259, 260 HOLY SPIRIT. 
 
 O^Q HYMN. 8's. 
 
 Rom 15: 30. 1 beseech you— for the love of 
 the Spirit. 
 
 1 npHE love of the Spirit I sing, 
 
 I By whom is redemption apply'd; 
 Whom sinners to Jesus can bring, 
 And make them his mystical bride. 
 
 2 ? Tis he circumcises their hearts, 
 Their callousness kindly removes, 
 Life, light, and affection imparts, 
 To them that so freely he loves. 
 
 ?, He opens the eyes of the blind, 
 The beauty of Jesus to view; 
 He changes the bent of the mind, 
 The glory of God to pursue. 
 
 4 The stubbornest will he can bow, 
 The toes that dwell in us restrain; 
 And none can be trodden so low 
 But he can revive them again. 
 
 5 His blest renovation begun, 
 
 He dwells in the hearts of his saints; 
 Abandons his temple to none, 
 Nor e'er of his calling repents. 
 
 6 Imprest with the image divine, 
 The soul to redemption he seals; 
 
 And each with the Saviour shall shine, 
 When glory complete he reve.'ils. 
 
 7 How constant thy love I believe, 
 Which steadfast endures to the end; 
 Then never, my soul, may I grieve 
 So loving — so holv a Friend. 
 
 260 HYMN. L. M. B . 
 
 *" Rom. 8: 14. As many as are led by the Spirit, 
 
 1 I^OME, gracious Spirit, heavenly Dove, 
 KJ With light and comfort from above; 
 Be thou our guardian, thou our guide! 
 O'er every thought and step preside! 
 
 2 Conduct usjsafe, conduct us far 
 From every sin and hurtful snare: 
 Lead to thy word that rules must give, 
 And teach us lessons how to live. 
 
HOLY SPIRIT. -281, 262 
 
 3 The light, of truth to us display, 
 
 And make us know and choose thy way; 
 Plant holy fear in every heart, 
 That we from God may ne'er depart. 
 
 4 Lead us to holiness — the road 
 
 That we must take to dwell with God; 
 Lead us to Christ — the living way; 
 Nor let us from his pasture stray." 
 
 5 Lead us to God, our final rest, 
 In his enjoyment to be blest, 
 
 Lead us to heaven the seat of bliss, 
 Where pleasure in perfection is. 
 
 Og 1 HYMN. C M. B . 
 
 '** John. 3: 8. So is every one — born of the Sjririt, 
 
 1 rpHE blessed Spirit, like the wind, 
 
 X Blows when and where he please; 
 How happy are the men who feel 
 The soul-enlivening breeze! 
 
 2 He forms the carnal mind afresh, 
 
 Subdues the power of sin, 
 Transforms the heart of stone to flesh, 
 And plants his grace within. 
 
 3 He sheds abroad the Father's love, 
 
 Applies redeeming blood, 
 Bids both our guilt and grief remove, 
 And brings us near to God. 
 
 4 Lord, fill each dead benighted soul 
 
 With life, and light, and joy! 
 None can thy mighty power control — 
 Thy glorious work destroy. 
 
 262 HYMN. L. M. Doddridge. 
 
 ** John 4: 14. A well springing vp into ever- 
 
 lasting life. 
 
 1 "OLESS'D Jesus! Source of grace divine, 
 J3 What soul-refreshing streams are thine! 
 Oh, bring these healing waters nigh, 
 
 Or we must droop, and fall and die. 
 
 2 No traveller through desert lands, 
 'Midst scorching suns, and burning sands, 
 More needs the current to obtain. 
 
 Or to enjoy -refreshing rain. 
 
363, 264 HOLY SPIRIT. 
 
 3 Out longing souls aloud would sing, 
 Spring up, celestial Fountain, spring! 
 To a redundant river flow, 
 
 And cheer this thirsty land below. 
 
 4 May this blest torrent near my side, 
 Through all the desert, gently glide; 
 Then, in Irnmanuel's land above, 
 Spread to a sea of joy and love! 
 
 263 HYMN. L. M. 
 
 Ps. 72: 6. As rain upon the mown grass. 
 IAS showers on meadows newly mown, 
 jt\. Jesus shall shed his blessings down; 
 Crown'd with whose life-infusing drops, 
 Earth shall renew her blissful crops. 
 
 2 Lands, that beneath a burning sky 
 Have long been desolate and dry, 
 The effusions of his love shall share, 
 And sudden greens and herbage wear. 
 
 3 The dews and rains, in all their store, 
 Drenching the pastures o'er and o'er, 
 Are not so copious as that grace 
 Which sanctifies and saves our race. 
 
 4 As, in soft silence, vernal showers 
 Descend, and cheer the fainting flowers! 
 
 , So, in the secrecy of love, 
 
 Fails the sweet influence from above. 
 
 5 That heavenly influence let me find, 
 In holy silence of the mind, 
 
 "While every grace maintains its bloom, 
 Diffusing wide its rich perfume. 
 
 6 Nor let these blessings be confln'd 
 To me, but pour'd on all mankind; 
 Till earth's wild wastes in verdure rise, 
 And a young Eden bless our eyes. 
 
 264 HYMN. L. M. Doddridge. 
 
 Communication of the spirit desired. 
 1 TTEAR, gracious Sovereign, from thy throne* 
 XI And send thy various blessings down: 
 While by thine Israel thou art sought, 
 Attend the prayer thy word hath tanglit. 
 
HOLY SPIRIT, 265 
 
 "3 Come, sacred Spirit! from above, 
 And fill the coldest hearts with love; 
 Soften to flesh the flinty stone, 
 And let thy god-like power be known. 
 
 3 Speak thou, and from the haughtiest eyes 
 Shall floods of pious sorrows rise: 
 While all their glowing souls are borne 
 To seek that grace which now they scorn. 
 
 4 Oh, let a holy flock await 
 Numerous around thy temple*gate! 
 Each pressing on with zeal to be 
 A living sacrifice to thee. 
 
 5 In answer to our fervent cries, 
 Give us to see thy church arise! 
 Or, if that blessing seems too great, 
 Give us to mourn its low estate. 
 
 9Q5 HYMN. 8's. President Davis. 
 
 Influence of the Spirit desired. 
 i INTERNAL Spirit! Source of light! 
 VJ Enliv'ning, consecrating fire, 
 Descend, and with celestial heat, 
 
 Our dull, our frozen hearts inspire: 
 Our souls refine, our dross consume! 
 Come, condescending Spirit! come. 
 
 2 In our cold breasts, strike a spark 
 
 Of the pure flame which seraphs feel; 
 Nor let us wander in the dark, 
 
 Or lie benumb' d and stupid, still: 
 Come, vivifyiug Spirit! come, 
 And make our hearts thy constant home. 
 
 3 Whatever guilt and madness dare, 
 
 We would not quench the heavenly fire; 
 Our hearts as fuel we prepare, 
 
 Though in the flame we should expire: 
 Our breasts expand to make thee room: 
 Come, purifying Spirit! come! 
 
 4 Let pure devotion's fervours rise! 
 
 Let every pious passion glow! 
 Oh, let the raptures of the skies 
 
 Kindle in our cold hearts below! 
 Come, condescending Spirit! come, 
 And make qui souls thy constant home, 
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266, 267 HOLY SPIRIT. 
 
 966 HYMN. S. M. President Davis.. 
 The Holy Spirit Invoked. 
 
 1 piOME, Holy Spirit, come! 
 KJ With energy divine; 
 
 And on this poor benighted soul 
 With beams of mercy shine. 
 
 2 From the celestial hills, 
 Life, light, and joy dispense; 
 
 And may I daily, hourly feel, 
 Thy quickening influence. 
 
 3 Melt, melt, this frozen heart; 
 This stubborn will subdue; 
 
 Each evil passion overcome; 
 And form me all anew. 
 
 4 Mine Will the profit be, 
 
 But thine shall be the praise; 
 And unto thee I will devote 
 The remnant of my days. 
 
 267 HYMN. L. M. 
 
 Entire Dedication. 
 
 1 T^MPTY'D of earth, I fain would be, 
 Hi Of sin, of self, of all but thee; 
 Reserv'd for Christ that bled and dy'd — 
 Surrender'd to the Crucified! 
 
 2 Sequester' d from the noise and strife, 
 The lust, the pomp, and pride of life; , 
 Prepar'd for heaven, my noblest care — 
 And have my conversation there. 
 
 3 Nothing, save Jesus, would 1 know! 
 My friend, and my companion thou: 
 Lord, take my heart— assert thy right, 
 And put all other loves to flight. 
 
 4 Each idol tread beneath thy feet, 
 And to thyself the conquest get: 
 Let sin no more oppose my Lord, 
 Slain by the Spirit's two-edg'd sword. 
 
 5 Constrain my soul thy sway to own: 
 Self-will, self-righteousness, dethrone: 
 Let Dagon fall before thy face — 
 
 The aik remaining in its place. 
 
HOLY SPIRIT. 268, 269 
 
 6 Detach from sublunary joys, 
 
 One that would only hear thy voice, 
 Thy beauty see, thy grace admire, 
 Nor glow but with celestial hre. 
 
 7 Larger communion let me prove, 
 Wiih thee, blest object of my love; 
 But. oh! for this no power have I; 
 My strength is at thy feet to lie. 
 
 268 
 
 HYMN. L. M. 
 
 A propitious Gale longed for. 
 
 1 A T anchor laid, remote from home, 
 ilL Toiling, I cry, 'Sweet Spirit, come! 
 
 'Celestial breeze, no longer stay, 
 
 'But swell my sails, and speed my way! 
 
 2 'Fain would I mount, fain would I glow, 
 'And loose my cable from below; 
 
 'But I can oniy spread my sail; 
 
 *Thou, Thou, must breathe th' auspicious gale?' 
 
 969 HYMN. L. M. Steele. 
 
 ~* The influence of the. Spirit experienced. 
 
 1 T~\EAR Lord! and shall thy Spirit rest 
 \.J In such a wretched heart as mine! 
 Unworthy dwelling! glorious guest! 
 Favor astonishing, divine! 
 
 2 When sin prevails, and gloomy fear, 
 And hope almost expires in night, 
 Lord, can thy Spirit then be here, 
 Great Spring of comfort, life and light? 
 
 3 Sure the blest Comforter is nigh! 
 'Tis he sustains my fainting heart; 
 Else would my hopes forever die, » 
 And every cheering ray depart. 
 
 4 When some kind promise glads my soul, 
 Do I not find his healing voice 
 
 The tempest of rny fears control, 
 And bid my drooping powers rejoice! 
 
 5 Whene'er to call the Saviour mine, 
 With ardent wish my heart aspires; 
 Can it be less than power divine 
 Which animates these strong desires? 
 
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270,271 HOLY SPIRIT. 
 
 6 What less than thy almighty word 
 
 Can raise my heart from earth and dust, 
 And bid me cleave to thee, my Lord, 
 My life, my treasure, and my trust? 
 
 7 And, when my cheerful hope can say 
 *I iove my God, and taste his grace,' 
 Lord, is it not thy blissful ray 
 
 Which brings this dawn of sacred peace? 
 
 8 Let thy kind Spirit in my heart 
 Forever dwell, O God of love! 
 
 And light and heavenly peace impart— 
 Sweet earnest of the joys above. 
 
 270 
 
 HYMN. C. M. Doddridge. 
 Hosea 11: 4. I drew them with cords of a man- 
 
 1 "]\./TY God, what silken cords are thine! 
 jjJL How soft, and yet how strong! 
 While power, and truth, and love combine 
 
 To draw our souls aloug. 
 
 2 Thou saw' st us crnsh'd beneath the yoke 
 
 Of Satan and of sin: 
 Thy hand the iron bondage broke, 
 Our worthless hearts to win. 
 
 3 The guilt of twice ten thousand sins 
 
 One moment takes away. 
 And grace, when first the war begins, 
 Secures the crowning day. 
 
 4 Comfort through all this vale of tears, 
 
 In rich profusion flows, 
 And glory of unnumber'd years 
 Eternity bestows. 
 
 5 Drawn by such. cords, we onward move, 
 
 Till round thy throne we meet: 
 And captives in the chains of love, 
 Embrace our Conqueror's feet. 
 
 271 HYMN. S. M. 
 
 Invocation of the Spirit. 
 1 r^OME, Holy Spirit, come, 
 V_y Let thy bright beams arise: 
 Dispel the sorrow from our min4s — 
 The darkness from our e ir es. 
 
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 Convince us of out si 
 The:: 
 
 :■ our wonc': h ig "■'.-.. :eveal 
 The sedet love of God. 
 
 "Kb thk : I if heart- 
 
 soul — 
 
 To pour fresh life in ev- a 
 
 And i 
 
 Revive on droopin? faith; 
 
 Oar doubts and fears remove: 
 And kindle in trai breasts the flam* 
 
 Of never dying Love. 
 
 rn HYMN. CM. F 
 
 John 16i 13. Et shall take of the things of mine. 
 
 1 XT^HATEVEa prompts the boh] to | 
 
 ? V 0: iives us room 
 
 (Except in Jesus cracif 
 
 2 Thai blessc Ispir' I omits to speak 
 
 Of what hi 
 
 i e ek 
 
 Salvatic d m the Son. 
 
 3 He never moved a ma 
 
 . : J . ' 
 Bottoms his - "'^Y, 
 
 To Jesus and his blood. 
 
 4 Great a:e the graces he confers, 
 
 Bol ill in Jesi s 
 He gladly dictates, gladly rears, 
 ' Sal - :b/ 
 
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 GRACES OF THE SPIRIT. 
 
 GRACES 0? THE SPIRIT. 
 
 273 
 
 HYMN. P. M. 
 CbrtsLJaa Grace*. 
 
 1 T\ANIEL*S wisdom may I koow, 
 
 _Ly Stephen's faith and spirit show; 
 John's divine communion feel, 
 Moses 1 meekness. Joshua's zeal, 
 Kun like the an wearied Paul, 
 Win the day, and conquer all. 
 
 2 Mary' 8 love may I possess, 
 Lydia's tender-heartedness, 
 Peter's fervent spirit feel, 
 James's faith by works reveal; 
 Like young Timothy may I 
 Every sinful passion fly. 
 
 3 Job's submission may I show, 
 David's pure devotion know, 
 Samuel's call, O! may 1 hear, 
 Lazarus' happy portion share: 
 Let Isaiah's hallowed fire 
 
 All my new-born soul inspire. 
 
 4 Mine be Jacob's wrestling prayer 
 Gideon's valiant, steadfast care; 
 Joseph's purity impart, 
 Isaac's meditating heart; 
 Abraham's friendship may I prove, 
 Faithful to the God I I 
 
 5 Most of all, may I pursue 
 The example Jesus drew; 
 
 In my life and conduct show 
 How he liv'd and walk'd below, 
 Day by day, through grace restor'd, 
 Inxitale my perfect Lord. 
 
GRACES OF THE SPIRIT. 274, 275 
 
 0*7 A HYMN. C. M. Cowper. 
 
 * w Contentment. 
 
 i "JT11ERCE passions discompose the mind, 
 J? As tempests vex the saa; 
 But calm content and peace we find, 
 When, Lord, we trust in thee. 
 
 2 In vain by reason, and by rule, 
 
 We try to bend the will; 
 For none but in the Saviour's school 
 Can learn the heavenly skill. 
 
 3 Since at his feet my soul has sat, 
 
 His gracious words to hear, 
 Contented with my present state, 
 I cast on him my care. 
 
 4 'Art thou a sinner, soul?' he said; 
 
 'Then how canst thou complain? 
 'How light thy troubles here, ii" weighed 
 'With everlasting pain! 
 
 5 'If thou of murmuring would'st be cured, 
 
 'Compare thy griefs with mine; 
 'Think what my love for thee endured, 
 'And thou wilt not repine. 
 
 6 ' 'Tis I appoint thy daily lot, 
 
 'And 1 do all things well; 
 'Thou soon shalt leave this wretched spot, 
 'And rise with me to dwell. 
 
 7 'In life my grace shall strength supply, 
 
 'Proportioned to thy day; 
 'At death thou still shall find me nigh, 
 'To wipe thy tears away.' 
 
 8 Thus I, who once my wretched days 
 
 In vain repining spent, 
 Taught in my Saviour's school of grace, 
 Have learned to be content. 
 
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 275 HYMN. C. M. Swain. 
 
 Pleasures of Christian Kove. 
 
 1 TTOW sw T eet, how*heav'nly is the sight, 
 JUL When those who love the Lord, 
 In|one another's peace delight, 
 And so fulfil his word: 
 
276 GRACES OF THE SPIRIT. 
 
 2 When each can feel his brother's sigh, 
 
 • And with him bear a part: 
 When sorrows now from eye to eye, 
 And joy from heart to heart: 
 
 3 When free from envy, scorn, and pride, 
 
 Our wishes all above, 
 Each can his brother's failings hide, 
 And show a brother's love! 
 
 4 Let love in one delightful stream, 
 
 Through every bosom flow; 
 And union sweet, and dear esteem, 
 In every action glow. 
 
 5 Love is the golden chain, that binds 
 
 The happy souls above; 
 And he's an heir of heaven, who finds 
 His bosom glow with love. 
 
 276 HYMN. L. M. Scott. 
 
 Meekness. 
 
 1 "j\/FARK, when tempestuous winds arise, 
 JLtX The wild confusion and uproar, 
 
 All ocean mixing with the skies, 
 
 And wrecks are dash'd upon the shore. 
 
 2 Not less confusion racks the mind, 
 
 When, by the whirl of passion toss'd, 
 Calm reason is to rage resigned, 
 And peace in angry tumult lost. 
 
 3 0, self-tormenting child of pride, 
 
 Anger, bred up in hate and strife; 
 Ten thousand ills, by thee supplied, 
 Mingle the cup of bitter life. 
 
 4 Happy the meek, whose gentle breast, 
 
 Clear as the summer's evening ray, 
 Calm as the regions of the bless'd, 
 Enjoy on earth celestial day. 
 
 5 No jars their peaceful tent invade, 
 
 No friendships lost their bosom sting; 
 And, foes to none, of none afraid, 
 
 Where'er they go, sweet peace they bring. 
 
 6 0, may a temper meek and mild 
 
 With gentle sway our souls possess; 
 Passion and pride be thence exiled, 
 And to be bless'd, still may we bless! 
 
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 GRACES OF THE SPIRIT, 277, 278 
 
 HYMN. 8s, 6s. Harrison, 
 Rom. 7 chap. 
 
 1 1VTOW whilst I try my heart 
 JLl By this unerring word, 
 My conscience can assert 
 
 I truly fear the Lord; 
 I cannot tread the path* of sin, 
 I long for holiness within. 
 
 2 Yes, holiness of heart 
 
 I would more largely share, 
 I mourn with inward smart, 
 The evils that are there; 
 I hate my thoughts because they're vain, 
 I would from ev'ry sin abstain: 
 
 3 I hate this wretched pride, 
 
 These covetous desires; 
 I'd have them crucifi'd, 
 
 For God my heart requires, 
 Jesus, do thou these foes subdue, 
 make me more sincere and true. 
 
 4 I'd live alone to thee, 
 
 I love to' obey thy word, 
 Well pleas'd that thou shouldst be 
 
 My Saviour and my Lord. 
 To thee I now resign my heart, 
 Renew it, Lord, in ev'ry part. 
 
 27© HYMN. C. M. 
 
 4 u A Prayer for I'urity of Heart. 
 
 1 /~\ FOR a heart to praise my God, 
 \J A heart from sin set free! 
 
 A heart that always feels thy blood 
 So freely spilt for me. 
 
 2 A heart resign' d, submissive, meek, 
 
 My great Redeemer's throne; 
 Where only Christ is heard to speak, 
 Where Jesus reigns alone. 
 
 3 0, for a lowly, contrite heart, 
 
 Believing, true, and clean! 
 Which neither life nor death can part 
 From him that reigns within. 
 
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279, 280 GRACES OF THE SPIRIT. 
 
 4. A heart in every thought renew'd, 
 And full of love divine; 
 Perfect, and right, and pure and good, 
 A copy, Lord, of thine. 
 5 Thy nature, gracious Lord, impart, 
 Come quickly from above; 
 Write thy new name upon my heart, 
 Thy new, best name of love. 
 
 07Q HYMN. L. M. Gibbon. 
 
 w ' ^ Patience. 
 
 i TJATIENCE, 0, 'tis a grace divine, 
 jL Sent from the God of power and love 
 That leans upon its Father's hand, 
 As through the wilderness we move. 
 
 2 By patience we serenely bear 
 
 The troubles of our mortal state, 
 And wait, contented, our discharge, 
 Nor think our glory comes loo late. 
 
 3 Though we, in full sensation, feel 
 
 The weight, the wounds our God ordains 4 
 We smile amid our heavist woes, 
 And triumph in our sharpest pains. 
 
 4 0, for this grace, to aid us on, 
 
 And arm with fortitude the breast, 
 Till life's tumultuous voyage is o'er — 
 We reach the shores of endless rest! 
 
 5 Faith unto vision shall resign; 
 
 Hope shall, in full fruition, die; 
 And patience in possession end, 
 
 In the bright worlds of bliss on high. 
 
 OgQ HYMN. C. M. Gregory. 
 
 ** Mutual Love. 
 
 1 QWEET is the love that mutual glows 
 £5 Within each brother's breast, 
 
 And binds in gentlest bonds each heart, 
 All blessing and all bless'd: 
 
 2 Sweet as the odorous balsam pour'd 
 
 On Aaron's sacred beard, 
 Which o'er his head, and down his vest, 
 A breathing fragrance shed. 
 
GRACES OF THE SPIRIT. 281, 282 
 
 3 Like morning dew on Zion's mount 
 
 That spread their silver rays, 
 And deck with gems the verdant pomp, 
 Which Hermon's top displays. 
 
 4 To such the Lord of life and iove 
 
 His blessing shall extend, 
 On earth a life of joy and peace, 
 And life that ne'er shall end. 
 
 Oft! HYMN. L. M. 
 
 Confidence in the Saviour. 
 
 1 "VSTHILE I to grief rny soul gave way, 
 
 \ V To see the work of God decline, 
 Methought I heard my Saviour say — 
 'Dismiss thy fears, the ark is mine. 
 
 2 'Though for a time I hide my face, 
 
 Rely upon my love and pow'r: 
 Still wrestle at the throne of grace, ' 
 And wait for a reviving hour. 
 
 3 'Take down thy long neglected harp, 
 
 I've seen thy tears and heard thy pray'r; 
 The winter season has been sharp, 
 But spring shall all its wastes repair.' 
 
 4 Lord, I obey, my hopes revive; 
 
 Come, join with me, ye saints and sing; 
 Our foes in vain against us strive, 
 For God will help and triumph bring. 
 
 282 HYMN. L. M. Enfield. 
 
 Humility. 
 
 1 TXTHEREFORE should man, frail child of clay, 
 
 * * Who, from the cradle to the shroud, 
 Lives but the insect o'f a day — 
 
 0, why should mortal man be proud? 
 
 2 His brightest visions just appear, 
 
 Then vanish, and no more are found; 
 The stateliest pile his pride can rear 
 A breath may level with the ground. 
 
 3 By doubt perplex'd, in error lost, 
 
 With* trembling step be seeks his way, 
 How vain, of wisdom's gifls the boastJ 
 Of reason's lamp how faint the ray! 
 
283, 284 GRACES OF THE SPIRIT. 
 
 4 Follies and crimes, a countless sum, 
 
 Are crowded in life's little span; 
 How ill, alas, does pride become 
 That erring, guilty creature, man! 
 
 5 God of my life, Father divine, 
 
 Give me a meek and lowly mind; 
 In modest worth, 0, let me shine, 
 And peace in humble virtue find. 
 
 9ftQ HYMN, C. M. Newton. 
 
 *"^° Zeal, True and False. 
 
 1 ryEAL is that pare and heaveuly flame 
 £J The fire of love supplies; 
 
 While that which often bears the name 
 Is self in a disguise. 
 
 2 True zeal is merciful and mild, 
 
 Can pity and forbear; 
 The false is headstrong, fierce and wild> 
 And breathes revenge and war. 
 
 3 While zeal for truth the christian warms* 
 
 He knows the worth of peace; 
 But self contends for names and forms, 
 Its party to increase. 
 
 4 Zeal has attained its highest aim, 
 
 Its end is satisfied, 
 If sinners love the Saviour's name; 
 Nor seeks it aught beside. 
 
 5 But self, however well employ'd, 
 
 Has its own ends in view; 
 And says, as boasting Jehu cried, 
 'Come, see what I can do. 
 
 284 
 
 HYMN. S. M. Beddome. 
 The Grace of Faith. 
 
 I TpAITH !— 'tis a precious grace* 
 Jj Where'er it is bestow'd! 
 It boasts of a celestial birth, 
 And is the gift of God! 
 % Jesus it owns a "king — 
 An all-atoning priest: 
 It claims no merit of its own, 
 But looks for all in Christ, 
 
GRACES OF THE SPIRIT. 285, 286 
 
 To him it leads the souf, 
 
 When fill'd with deep distress, 
 Flies to the fountain of his blood, 
 
 And trusts his righteousness. 
 
 Since 'tis thy work alone, 
 
 And that divinely free; 
 Lord, send the Spirit of thy Son 
 
 To work this faith in me! 
 
 OQ^ HYMN. C M. 
 
 * UtJ The Power of Faith. 
 
 1 TpAITH adds new charms to earthly bliss, 
 Jj And saves me from its snares; 
 
 Its aid in every duty brings, 
 And softens all my cares: 
 
 2 Extinguishes the thirst of sin, 
 
 And lights the sacred fire 
 Of love to God and heavenly things, 
 And feeds the pure desire. 
 
 3 The wounded conscience knows its power 
 
 The healing balm to give; 
 That balm the saddest heart can cheer, 
 And make the dying live. 
 
 4 Wide it unveils celestial worlds, 
 
 Where deathless pleasures reign; 
 And bids me seek my portion there, 
 Nor bids me seek in vain — 
 
 5 Shows me the precious promise seal'd 
 
 With the Redeemer's blood, 
 And helps my feeble hope to rest 
 Upon a faithful God. 
 
 6 Ther^H there unshaken would I rest 
 
 Till this vile body dies; 
 And then, on faith's triumphant wings, 
 At once to glory rise! 
 
 286 HYMN. L. M. Doddridge. 
 
 Mark 9. 24. Lord, I believe; help thou mine un* 
 
 btlief. 
 
 I TESUS, our souls' delightful choice, 
 
 J In thee, believing, we rejoice; 
 
 Yet still our joy is mix'd with grief, 
 
 While faith conUada with uubeli<?£. 
 
28? GRACES OF TE SPIRIT. 
 
 2 Thy promises our hearts revive, 
 And keep our fainting hopes alive: 
 But guilt, and fears, and sorrows rise. 
 And hide the promise from our eyes. 
 
 3 Oh, let not sin and Satan boast, 
 While saints lie mourning in the dust; 
 Nor see that faith to ruin brought, 
 
 Which thy own gracious hand hath wrought. 
 
 4 Do thou the dying spark inflame; 
 Reveal the glories of thy name; 
 And put all anxious doubts to flight, 
 As shades dispers'd by opening light. 
 
 287 P ™-. *■ 
 
 Fiiith tainting. 
 
 1 TTINCOMPASS'D with clouds of distress, 
 .LLA Just ready all hope to resign, 
 
 I pant for the light of thy face, 
 And fear it will never be mine; 
 
 DisheaTten'd with waiting so Jong, 
 I sink at thy feet with my load; 
 
 All plaintive I ponr out my song, 
 
 And stretch forth my hands unto God. 
 
 2 Shine, Lord! and my terror shall cease; 
 
 The blood of atonement apply; 
 And lead me to Jesus for peace — 
 
 The rock that is higher than I: 
 Speak, Saviour! for sweet, is thy voice; 
 
 Thy presence is fair to behold; 
 Attend to my sorrows and cries — 
 
 My groanings that cannot be told. 
 
 3 If sometimes I strive as I mourn, m 
 
 My hold of thy promise to "keep, 
 The billows more fiercely return, 
 
 And plunge me again in the deep: 
 While harrass'd and cast from thy sight? 
 
 The tempter suggests with a roar — 
 'The Lord has forsaken thee quite; 
 
 •Thy God will be gracious no more/ 
 
 4 Yet, Lord, if thy love hath design'd 
 
 No covenent-blessing for me, 
 Ah! tell me how is it I find 
 Some pleasure in waiting for thee 
 
GRACES OF THE SPIRIT. 288, 289 
 
 Almighty to rescue thou art; 
 
 Thy grace is my shield and my tow'r; 
 Come, succour and gladden my heart — 
 
 Let this be the day of thy pow'r. 
 
 288 
 
 HYMN. 8. 8. 6. 
 Faith Reviving, 
 
 1 TpROM whence this fear and unbelief!- 
 Jj Hast thou, Father, put to grief 
 
 Thy spotless son for me! 
 And will the righteous Judge of men 
 Condemn me for that debt of sin, 
 
 Which, Lord, was charg'd on thee? 
 
 2 Complete atonement thou hast made; 
 And to the utmost farthing paid 
 
 Whate'er thy people ow'd; 
 How then can wrath on me take place, 
 If shelter' d in thy righteousness, 
 
 And sprinkled With thy blood? 
 
 3 [If thou hast my discharge procur'd, 
 And freely in my room endur'd 
 
 The whole of wrath divine; 
 Payment God cannot twice demand — 
 First at my bleeding surety's hand, 
 
 And then again at mine. J 
 
 4 Turn, then, my soul, unto thy rest! 
 The merits of thy great High-Priest 
 
 Speak liberty and peace: 
 Trust in his efficacious blood; 
 Nor fear thy banishment from God, 
 
 Since Jesus died for thee. 
 
 289 HYMN. 8s. 
 
 Faith Conquerir.«r. 
 1 npHE moment a sinner believes, 
 JL And trusts in a crucified God, 
 Hia pardon at once he receives — 
 
 Redemption in full through his blood: 
 Though thousands and thousands of foes 
 
 Against him in malice unite! 
 Tbeiv rage he through Christ can oppose— 
 Led forth by the Spirit to fight. 
 
290 GRACES OF THE SPIRIT* 
 
 2 The faith that unites to the Lamb, 
 And brings such salvation as this, 
 Is more than mere notion or name; 
 
 The work of God's Spirit it is; 
 A principle, active and young, 
 
 That lives under pressure and load: 
 That makes out of weakness more strong, 
 
 And draws the sou] upward to God. 
 
 3 It treads on the world and on hell; 
 
 It vanquishes death and despair; 
 And, Oh! let us wonder to tell, 
 
 It overcomes heaven by prayer — 
 Permits a vile worm of the dust, 
 
 With God to commune as a friend; 
 To hope his forgiveness as just, 
 
 And look for his love to the end* 
 
 4 It says to the mountain, 'Depart,' 
 
 That stands betwixt God and the soul; 
 It binds up the broken in heart, 
 
 And makes wounded consciences whole; 
 Bids sins of a crimson-like dye, 
 
 Be spotless as snow, and as white; 
 And raises the sinner on high, 
 
 To dwell with the angels of light. 
 
 OQ0 HYMN. 8s. Toplady. 
 
 "* Faith Triumphing 
 
 1 \ DEBTOR to mercy alone— 
 _l\_ Of covenant mercy I sing; 
 Nor fear, with thy righteousness on, 
 
 My person and offering to bring: 
 The terrors of law and of God 
 
 With me can have nothing to do; 
 My Saviour's obedience and blood 
 
 Hides all my transgressions from view, 
 
 2 The work which his goodness began, 
 
 The arm of his strength will complete; 
 His promise is Yea and Amen, 
 
 And never was forfeited yet: 
 Things future, nor things that are now — 
 
 Not all things below nor above, 
 Can make him his purpose forego, 
 
 Or sever my son] from his love. 
 
GRACES OF THE SPIRIT. 201, 292 
 
 3 My name from the palms of his hands 
 
 Eternity will not erase; 
 Impressed on his heart it remains, 
 
 In marks of indelible grace: 
 Yes! I to the end shall endure, 
 
 As sure as the earnest is given; 
 More happy, but not more secure, 
 
 The glorify' d spirits in heaven. 
 
 291 
 
 HYMN. S. M. 
 Weak believers Encouraged. 
 
 1 "V^OUR harps, ye trembling saints, 
 
 X Down from the willows take; 
 Loud to the praise of Christ our Lord 
 Bid every string awake. 
 
 2 Though in a foreign land, 
 We are not far from home; 
 
 And nearer to our house above 
 We every moment come. 
 
 3 Ht^-5£*ce shall to the end 
 Stronger and brighter shine; 
 
 Nor present things, nor things to come, 
 Shall quench the spark divine. 
 
 4 The time of love will come, 
 When we shall clearly see, 
 
 Not only that he shed his blood, 
 But each shall say, 'for me.' 
 
 5 Tarry his leisure, then; 
 Wait the appointed hour; 
 
 Wait till the Bridegroom of your souls 
 Reveal his love with power. 
 
 6 Blest is the man, God! 
 That slays himself on thee! 
 
 Who waits for thy salvation, Lord! 
 Shall thy salvation see. 
 
 292 HYMN. C. M. Keedham. 
 
 ' Prov. 14: 26. In the J ear of the Lord is confidence* 
 
 1 TTAPPY beyond description he 
 XX Who fears the Lord his God; 
 Who hears bis threats with holy awe, 
 And trembles at his rod. 
 
293 GRACES OF THE SPIRIT. 
 
 2 Fear, sacred passion, ever dwells 
 
 With its fair partner, love; 
 Blending their beauties, both proclaim 
 Their source is from above. 
 
 3 Let terrors fright th' unwilling slave, 
 
 The child with joy appears, 
 Cheerful he does his father's will, 
 And loves as much as fears. 
 
 4 Let fear and love, most holy God! 
 
 Possess this soul of mine; 
 Then shall I worship thee aright, 
 And taste thy joys divine. 
 
 O93 HYMN. L. M. 
 
 Gravity and Decency. 
 
 1 "OEHOLD the sons, the heirs of God, 
 _D So dearly bought with Jesus' blood? 
 Are they not born to heavenly joys, 
 
 And shall they stoop to earthly toys? 
 
 2 Can laughter feed th' immortal mind! 
 Were spirits of celestial kind 
 Made for a jest, for sport and play — 
 To wear out time, and waste the day? 
 
 3 Doth vain discourse, or empty mirth, 
 Well suit the honors of their birth? 
 Shall they be fond of gay attire, 
 Which children love, and fools admire? 
 
 4 What if we wear the richest vest, 
 Peacocks and flies are better drest; 
 This flesh, with all its gaudy forms, 
 Must drop to dust, and feed the worms. 
 
 5 Lord, raise our hearts and passions higher. 
 Touch our vain souls with sacred fire; 
 Then with a heav'n-directed eye, 
 
 We'll pass these glittering trifles by. 
 
 6 We'll look on all the toys below 
 With such disdain as angels do; 
 And wait the call that bids us rise 
 To mansions promis'd in the skies. 
 
GRACES OF THE SPIRIT. 294, 295 
 
 904 HYMN. L. M. 
 
 Hope set before us. 
 
 1 \ ND be it so— that, till this hour, 
 
 J\. We never knew what faith has meant; 
 And, skives to sin and Satan's power, 
 Have never felt these hearts relent. 
 
 2 What shall we du?— shall we lie down, 
 Sink in despair, and groan, and die? 
 And, sunk beneath th' Almighty's frown, 
 Not glance one cheerful hope on high? 
 
 3 Forbid it, Saviour! to thy grace 
 
 As sinners, strangers, we will come; 
 Among thy saints W£ ask a place — 
 For in thy mercy there is room. 
 
 4 Lord, we believe! Oh, chase away 
 The gloomy clouds of unbelief: 
 Lord, we repent! Oh, let thy ray 
 Dissolve our hearts in sacred grief! 
 
 5 Now spread the banner of thy love, 
 And let us know that we are thine; 
 Cheer us with blessings from above — 
 With all the joys of hope divine! 
 
 295 *™ L M. 
 
 Hope in Darkness. 
 
 
 1 /^\ GOD, my sun, thy blissful rays 
 
 \J Can warm, rejoice, and guide my heart! 
 How dark, how mournful are my days, 
 If thy enlivening beams depart! 
 
 2 Scarce through the shades a glimpse of day 
 Appears to these desiring eyes! 
 
 But shall my drooping spirit say, 
 The cheerful morn will never rise? 
 
 3 Oh, let me not despairing mourn! 
 Though gloomy darkness spreads the sky, 
 My glorious sun will yet return, 
 
 And night with all its horrors fly. 
 
 4 Oh, for the bright, the joyful day, 
 "When hope shall in fruition die! 
 So tapers lose their feeble ray 
 Beneath the sun's refulgent eye. 
 
'296, 29? GRACES OF THE SPIRIT. 
 
 29$ HYMN: 148th. Bsddome. 
 
 Jonah 3: 9. Who can tell. 
 
 1 *H RE AT God! to thee I'll make 
 VX My griefs and sorrows known; 
 And with an humble hope 
 
 Approach thine awful throne: 
 Though by my sins deserving hell, 
 I'll not despair; — for, who can tell? 
 
 2 To thee, who by a word 
 
 My drooping soul canst cheer, 
 And by thy Spirit form 
 
 Thy glorious image there — 
 My foes subdue, my fears dispel — 
 I'll daily seek; — for, who can tell? 
 
 3 Endanger' d or distrest, 
 
 To thee alone I f il fly, 
 Implore thy powerful help, 
 
 And at thy footstool lie. 
 My case bemoan, my wants reveal, 
 And patient wait; — for, who can tell? 
 
 4 My heart misgives me oft, 
 
 And conscience storms within; 
 One gracious look from thee 
 
 Will make it all serene: 
 Satan suggests that I must dwell 
 In endless flames; — but, who can tell? 
 
 5 Vile unbelief, begone; 
 
 Ye doubts, fly swift away; 
 God hath an ear to hear, 
 
 While I've an heart to pray: 
 If he be mine, all will be well — 
 For ever so; — and, who can tell? 
 
 297 
 
 HYMN. L. M. Steele. 
 1 Sam. 30: 6, And David encouraged himself 
 In the Lord his God. 
 
 1 TTTRY sinks my weak desponding mind? 
 
 > V Why heaves my heart the anxious sigh? 
 Can Sovereign Goodnes.s be unkind? 
 Am 1 not safe if God is nigh? 
 
 2 He holds all nature in his hand — 
 That gracious hand on which 1 live 
 Doth life, and time, and death command. 
 And hath immortal joys to give. 
 
GRACES OF THE SPIRIT. 298 
 
 3 'Tis he supports this fainting frame; 
 On him alone my hopes recline: 
 The wondrous glories of his name, 
 
 How wide they spread! how bright they shine! 
 
 4 Infinite wisdom! boundless power! 
 Unchanging faithfulness and love! 
 Here let me trust, while 1 adore — 
 Nor from my refuge e'er remove. 
 
 5 My God, if thou art mine indeed, 
 Then I have all my heart can crave; 
 A present help in times of need; 
 Still kind to hear, and strong to save. 
 
 6 Forgive my doubts, gracious Lord! 
 And ease the sorrows of my breast; 
 Speak to my heart the healing word, 
 That thou art mine — and I am blest. 
 
 OQQ HYMN. L. M. Steele. 
 
 Matth. 5: 3. Blessed are the poor in Spirit 
 
 1 "\7"E humble souls, complain no more; 
 
 X Let faith survey your future store: 
 How happy, how divinely blest, 
 The sacred' words of truth attest! 
 
 2 When conscious grief laments sincere, 
 And pours the penitential tear: 
 
 Hope points, to your dejected eyes, 
 The bright reversion in'the skies. 
 
 3 In vain the sons of wealth and pride 
 Despise your lot, your hopes deride; 
 In vain they boast their little stores; 
 Trifles are theirs, a kingdom yours! 
 
 4 A kingdom of immense delight. 
 Where health, and peace, and joy unite; 
 Where undeciining pleasures rise, 
 
 And every wish hath full supplies: 
 
 5 A kingdom which can ne'er decay, 
 While time sweeps earthly thrones away; 
 The state, which power and truth sustain, 
 Unmov'd forever must remain. 
 
 6 There shall your eyes with rapture view 
 The glorious Friend that died for you; 
 That died to ransom, died to raise 
 
 To crowns of joy and songs of praise. 
 
299, 300 GRACES OF THE SPIRIT. 
 
 7 Jesus, to thee I breathe my prayer! 
 Reveal, confirm my interest there: 
 What'er my humble lot below, 
 Thus, this, my toul desires to know! 
 
 8 O, let me hear that voice divine 
 Pronounce the glorious blessing mine! 
 Enroli'd among thy happy poor, 
 
 My largest wishes ask no more. 
 
 9QQ HYMN. C. M. 
 
 ^ Humble pieadmgfor Mercy. 
 
 1 T ORD, at thy feet we sinners He, 
 1_J And knock at mercy's door; 
 
 With heavy heart and downcast eye 
 Thy favor we implore. 
 
 2 [On us the vast extent display 
 
 Of thy forgiving love; 
 Take all our heinous guilt away, 
 This heavy load remove. 
 
 3 We sink— with all this weight oppress'd, 
 
 Sink down to death and hell; 
 
 give our troubled spirits rest, 
 
 Our numerous fears dispel.] 
 
 4 'Tis mercy, mercy, we implore; 
 
 O may thy bowels move! 
 Thy grace is an exhaustless store, 
 And thou thyself art love. 
 
 5 for thy own, for Jesus sake, 
 
 Our many sins forgive; 
 Thy grace our rocky hearts can break; 
 And, breaking, soon relieve. 
 
 6 Thus melt us down; thus make us bend, 
 
 And thy dominion own; 
 
 Nor let a rival more pretend 
 
 To repossess thy throne. 
 
 300 HYMN. L. M. Beddome. 
 
 Luke IS: J 3. God be merciful to me a Sinner. 
 1 T ORD, with a priev'd and aching heart, 
 
 I A To thee I look— to thee I cry: 
 Supply my wants, and ease my smart: 
 O help rne soon, or else \ die. 
 
GRACES OF THE SPIRIT. 301, 302 
 
 2 Here, on my soul, a burden lies, 
 No human power can it remove; 
 
 My numerous sins like mountains rise: 
 Do thou reveal thy pardoning love. 
 
 3 Break off these adamantine chains; 
 From cruel bondage set me free; 
 Rescue from everlasting pains; 
 
 And bring me safe to heaven and thee. 
 
 301 HYMN. 7's. Madon. 
 
 A Prayer for Humility. 
 
 1 T ORD, if thou thy grace impart-* 
 JlJ Poor in spirit, meek in heart, 
 
 1 shall, as my Master, be 
 Rooted in humility. 
 
 2 Simple, teachable, and mild, 
 Chang'd into a little child; 
 Pleas'd with all the Lord provides; 
 Wean'd from ail the world besides. 
 
 3 Father, fix my soul on thee; 
 Every evil let me flee; 
 Nothing want, beneath, above, 
 Happy in thy precious love. 
 
 4 Ob, that all may seek and find 
 Every good in Jesus join'd! 
 Him let Israel still adore, 
 Trust him, praise him evermore. 
 
 302 HYMN. L. M. Doddridge. 
 
 ov/ ^ Jer. 9: 24. In these things I delight. 
 
 1 nnHE righteous Lord, supremely great, 
 
 I Maintains his universal state; 
 O'er all the earth his power extends, 
 All heaven before his footstool bends. 
 
 2 Yet justice still with power presides, 
 And mercy all his.empire guides; 
 Mercy and truth are his delight, 
 
 And saints are lovely in his sight. 
 
 3 No more, ye wise! your wisdom boast, 
 No more, ye strong! your valour trust; 
 No more, ye rich! survey your store — 
 Elate with heaps of ehining ore: 
 
303, 304 GRACES OF THE SPIRIT. 
 
 4 Glory, ye saints! in this alone — 
 That God, your God, to you is known; 
 That jou have own'd his sovereign sway- 
 That you have felt his cheering ray. 
 
 5 Our wisdom, wealth, and power, we find 
 In one Jehovah all combin'd; 
 
 On him we fix our roving eyes, 
 And all our souls in raptures rise. 
 
 6 All else, which we our treasure call, 
 May in one fatal moment, fall; 
 
 But what their happiness can move, 
 Whom God, the blessed, deigns to love! 
 
 303 HYMN. S. M. Doddridge. 
 
 Ps. 138. Rejoicing in the ways of God. 
 
 1 1VT OW let our voices join 
 JJM To form a sacred song; 
 
 Ye Pilgrims, in Jehovah's ways, 
 With music pass along. 
 
 2 How straight the path appears, 
 How open and how fair! 
 
 No lurking gins t' entrap our feet; 
 No fierce destroyer there. 
 
 3 But flowers of paradise 
 In rich profusion spring; 
 
 The Sun of Glory gilds the path, 
 And dear companions sing. 
 
 4 See Salem's golden spires 
 In beauteous prospect rise; 
 
 And brighter crowns than mortals wear, 
 Which sparkle through the skies. 
 
 5 All honour to his name, 
 Who marks the shining way! 
 
 To Him who leads the wanderers on 
 To realms of endless day! 
 
 304 
 
 HYMN. 7s. Cennick. 
 Isa. 35: 10: And sorrow shall flee away. 
 1 piHILDREN of the heavenly King, 
 V-V As ye journey, sweetly sing;. 
 Sing your Saviour's worthy praise,' 
 Glorious in his works and warn 
 
GRACES OF THE SPIRIT. 305 
 
 2 Ye are trav'lirig home to God 
 In the way the father's trod; 
 They are happy now, and ye 
 Soon their happiness shall see. 
 
 3 0, ye banish'd seed, be glad! 
 Christ our Advocate is made; 
 Us to save, our flesh assumes— 
 Brother to our souls becomes. 
 
 4 Shout, ye little flock, and blest! 
 You on Jesus' throne shall rest: 
 There your seat is now prepar'd— 
 There your kingdom and reward. 
 
 5 Fear not, brethren, joyful stand 
 On the borders of "your land: 
 Christ, your Father's darling Son, 
 Bids you undismay'd go on. 
 
 6 Lord! submissve make us go, 
 Gladly leaving all below; 
 Only thou our leader be, 
 
 And we still will follow thee! 
 
 3Q5 HYMN. L. M. Cowper. 
 
 Return of Joy. 
 
 1 "\T7"HEN darkness long has veil'd my mind, 
 
 * * And smiling day once more appears, 
 Then, my Redeemer! then I find 
 The folly of my doubts and fears. 
 
 2 I chide my unbelieving heart; 
 And blush that I should ever be 
 Thus prone to act so base a part, 
 
 Or harbour one hard thought of thee! 
 
 3 0, let me then, at length, be taught 
 (What I am still so slow to learn,) 
 That God is love, and changes not, 
 Nor knows the shadow of a turn. 
 
 4 Sweet truth, and easy to repeat! 
 But when my faith is sharply try'd, 
 I find myself a learner yet — 
 Unskilful, weak, and apt to slide. 
 
 5 But Oh, my Lord, one look from thee 
 Subdues the disobedient will; 
 Drives doubt and discontent away, 
 lad thy rebellious worm is still * 
 
306, 307 GRACES OF THE SPIRIT. 
 
 6 Thou art as ready to forgive, 
 As t am ready to repine; 
 Thou, therefore, all the praise receive; 
 Be shame, aud self-abhorrence, mine. 
 
 4 30f> HYMN. L. M. Watts. 
 
 u Matlh. 7: 12. Do ye even so to them. 
 J "OLESSED Redeemer! how divine— 
 D How righteous is this rule of thine, 
 'Never to deal with others worse 
 'Than w-e would have them deal with us!' 
 
 2 This golden lesson, short and plain, 
 Gives not the mind nor mem'ry pain; 
 And every conscience must approve 
 This universal law of love. 
 
 3 'Tis written in each mortal breast, 
 Where all our tenderest wishes rest; 
 We draw it from our inmost veins, 
 Where love to self, resides and reigns. 
 
 4 Is reason ever at a loss? 
 
 Call in self-love to judge the cause; 
 Let onr own fondest passions show 
 How we should treat our neighbor too. 
 
 5 How biess'd would every nation prove, 
 Thus rul'd by equity and love! 
 
 All would be friends without a foe, 
 And form a paradise below. 
 
 6 Jesus, forgive us, that we keep *•' 
 Thy sacred law of love asleep, 
 
 And take our envy, wrath and pride, 
 Those savage passions for our guide. 
 
 OQ7 HYMN. L. M- Doddridge. 
 
 2 Cor. 4 :6. God— hath s /lined in our hearts. 
 
 1 "ORAISE to the Lord of boundless might! 
 X With uncreated glories bright; 
 
 His presence gilds the world above — 
 Th' unchanging source of light and love. 
 
 2 Our rising earth his eye beheld, 
 When in subtantial darkness veil'd, 
 The shapeless chaos, nature's womb, 
 Lay buried in the horrid glcom. 
 
GRACES OF THE SPIRIT. 30f3 
 
 3 'Let there be lierbt.* Jehovah said! 
 And light o'er all its face was spread, 
 Nature, array' d in charms unknown, 
 Gay with its new-born lustre shone. 
 
 4 He sees the mind, when lost it lies 
 In shades of ignorance and vice, 
 And darts from heaven a vivid ray, 
 And changes midnight into day. 
 
 o Shine, mighty God! with vigor shine, 
 
 On this benighted heart of mine: 
 
 And let thy giories stand reveal'd, 
 
 As in the Saviour's face beheld. 
 6 My soul, reviv'd by heav'n-born day, 
 
 Thy Tadiant image shall display; 
 
 While all my faculties unite 
 
 To praise the Lord who gives me light 
 
 3Qg HYMN. L. M. 
 
 John 9: 25. One thing 1 know — I see. 
 
 1 TAEAR Saviour! make me wise to see 
 X_J My sin, and guilt, and remedy: 
 'Tis said, of all thy blood has bought, 
 'They shall of Israel's God be taught-' 
 
 2 Their plague of heart thy people know, 
 They know thy name, and trust thee too: 
 They know the gospel's blissful sound; 
 The paths where endless joys are found. 
 
 3 They know the Father and the Son;— - 
 Theirs is eternal life begun: 
 
 Unto salvation they are wise — 
 Their grace shall into glory rise. 
 
 4 But — ignorance itself am I; 
 
 Born blind — estrang'd from thee I lie; 
 
 Lord! to thee 1 humbly own 
 
 1 nothing know as should be known. 
 
 5 I scarce know God, or Christ, or sin— 
 My foes without, or plagues within; 
 
 Know not my int'rest, Lord, in thee, 
 In pardon, peace, or liberty? 
 
 6 But help me to declare to-day, 
 Tho' many things I cannot say, 
 
 One thing I know,' all praise to thee, 
 'Though blind I was— yet now I see. 
 
3j9, 310 GRACES OF THE SPIRIT 
 
 jQQ HYMN. C. M. Fawcett. 
 
 1 Cor. 13: 9. For we know in part. 
 
 1 rpHY way, God! is in the sea, 
 JL Thy paths I cannot trace; 
 Nor comprehend the mysrery 
 
 Of thy unbounded grace. 
 
 2 Here the dark veils of flesh and sense 
 
 My captive soul surround. 
 Mysterious deeps of providence 
 My wandering thoughts confound. 
 
 3 When I behold thy awful hand 
 
 My earthly hopes destroy; 
 
 In deep astonishment I stand, 
 
 And ask the reason why? 
 
 4 As through a glass, I dimly see 
 
 The wonders of thy love; 
 How little do I know of thee, 
 Or of the joys above! 
 
 5 'Tis but in part I know thy will; 
 
 I bless thee for the sight: 
 When will thy love the rest reveal 
 In glory's clearer light? 
 
 6 With rapture shall I then survey 
 
 Thy providence and grace; 
 And spend an everlasting day 
 In wonder, love and praise. 
 
 QIO HYMN. L. M. 
 
 uxv/ Liberality. 
 
 1 /~"|H, what stupendous mercy shines 
 \J Around the majesty of heaven! 
 Rebels, he deigns to call his sons, 
 Their souls renewed, their sins forgiv'n; 
 
 2 Go, imitate the grace divine — 
 The grace that blazes like a sun; 
 Hold forth your fair, though feeble light, 
 Through all your lives let mercy run! 
 
 3 Upon your bounty's willing wings. 
 Swift let the great salvation fly; 
 The hungry feed, the naked clothe; 
 To pains and sickness help apply. 
 
GRACES OF THE SPIRIT. 311, 312 
 
 4 Pity the weeping widow's woe, 
 And be her counsellor and stay: 
 Adopt the fatherless, and smooth 
 To useful happy life, his way. 
 
 5 Let age, with want and weskness bow'd, 
 Your bowels of compassion move; 
 
 Let e'en your enemies be bless' d — 
 Their hatred recompens'd with love. 
 
 6 When all is done, renounce your deeds — 
 Renounce self-righteousness with scorn; 
 Then will you glorify your God, 
 
 And thus the christian name adorn. 
 
 Q1 1 HYMN. L M. D. Turner. 
 
 <J±X Deut. 6: 5. Thou shall, love the Lord thy God. 
 
 1 "\7ES, I would love thee, blessed God! 
 
 X Paternal goodness marks thy name! 
 Tliy praises through thy high abode, 
 The heavenly hosts with joy proclaim. 
 
 2 Freely thou gav'st thy dearest Son 
 For man to suffer, bleed and die; 
 And bid'st me, as a wretch undone, 
 For all I want on him rely. 
 
 3 In Him thy reconciled face 
 With joy unspeakable 1 see, 
 
 And leei thy powerful wondrous grace 
 Draw, and unite my soul to thee. 
 
 4 W T hene'er my foolish wand' ring heart, 
 Attracted by a creature's power, 
 Would from this joyous centre start, 
 Lord, fix if there to stray no more! 
 
 QIO HYMN. CM. Dr.Ryland. 
 
 x * Ps. 37: 4. Delight thyself also in the Lord, 
 
 1 f\ LORD! I would delight in thee, 
 \J And on thy care depend; 
 
 To thee in every trouble flee — 
 My best, my only friend. 
 
 2 When all created streams are dry'd, 
 
 Thy fulness is the same; 
 
 May I with this be satisfy M, 
 
 And glory in thy name! 
 
J GRACES OF THE SPIRIT. 
 
 3 Why should the soul a drop bemoan, 
 
 Who has a fountain near; 
 A fountain which will ever run 
 With waters sweet and clear? 
 
 4 No good in creatures can be found, 
 
 But may be found in thee; 
 I must have all things, and abound, 
 While God is God to me. 
 & Oh, that I had a stronger faith, 
 To look within the veil- 
 To credit what my Saviour saith, 
 Whose word can never fail! 
 
 6 He that has made my heaven secure, 
 
 Will here all good provide; 
 While Christ is rich, can I be poor? 
 What can I want beside! 
 
 7 Lord! I cast my care on thee; 
 
 I triumph and adore; 
 Henceforth my great concern shall be 
 To love and please Thee more. 
 
 oio HYMN. L. M. Watts' Lyrics. 
 
 OAtJ Love to Christ. 
 
 1 /~\F all the joys we mortals know, 
 \J Jesus, thy love exceeds the rest! 
 Love, the best blessing here below — 
 The nearest image of the blest. 
 
 2 While we are held in thy embrace, 
 There's not a thought attempts to rove; 
 Each smile upon thy beauteous face 
 Fixes, and charms, and fires our love. 
 
 3 While of thy absence we complain, 
 And long, or weep in all we do, 
 There's a strange pleasure in the pain; 
 And tears have their own sweetness too, 
 
 4 When round thy courts by day we rove; 
 Or ask the watchmen of the night 
 
 For some kind tidings of our Love, 
 Thy very name creates delight. 
 6 Jesus, our God, yet rather come! 
 Our eyes would dwell upon thy face^- 
 'Tis best to see our Lord at home, 
 And feel the presence of his grace. 
 
GRACES OF THE SPIRIT. 314, 315 
 
 A HYMN. C. M. Stennctt. 
 
 Profession of Love to Christ. 
 
 1 A ND have I, Christ, no love to the— 
 /jL No passion for thy charms? 
 
 No wish my Saviour's face to see, 
 And dwell within his arms? 
 
 2 Is there no spark of gratitude, 
 
 In this cold heart of mine, 
 To him whose generous bosom glow'd 
 With friendship all divine? 
 
 3 Can I pronounce his sacred name, 
 
 His acts of kindness tell; 
 And while I dwell upon the theme, 
 No sweet emotion feel? 
 
 4 Such base ingratitude as this, 
 
 What heart but must detest! 
 Sure Christ deserves the noblest place 
 In every human breast. 
 
 5 A very wretch, Lord! I should prove, 
 
 Had I no love to thee: 
 Rather than not my Saviour love, 
 may I cease to be! 
 
 315 
 
 HYMN. S. M. Fawcett. 
 Love to the Brethren . 
 
 1 T3LEST be the tie that binds 
 _D Our hearts in christian love! 
 
 The fellowship of kindred minds 
 Is like to that above. 
 
 2 Before our Father's throne 
 We pour our ardent prayers; 
 
 Our fears, our hopes, our aims are one- 
 Our comforts and our cares. 
 
 3 We share our mutual woes; 
 Our mutual burdens bear: 
 
 And often for each. other flows 
 The sympathizing tear. 
 
 4 When we asunder part, 
 It gives us inward pain; 
 
 But we shall still be join'd in heart, 
 And hope to meet again. 
 
316, 317 GRACES OF THE SPIRIT. 
 
 This glorious hope revives 
 
 Our courage by the way; 
 While each in expectation lives, 
 
 And longs to see the day. 
 6 From sorrow, toil, and pain, 
 
 And sin we shall be free; 
 And perfect love and friendship reign 
 
 Through all eternitv. 
 
 316 
 
 HYMN. S. 31. Beddome. 
 Gal. 3: 28. Alt one in Christ Jesus. 
 
 \ |~ ET party names no more 
 
 I i The christian world o'erspread; 
 Gentile and Jew, and bond and free, 
 Are one in Christ their Head. 
 
 2 Among the saints on earth 
 Let mutual love be found; 
 
 Heirs of the same inheritance, 
 With mutual blessings crown'd. 
 
 3 Let envy, child of hell! 
 Be banish' d far away: 
 
 Those should in strictest friendship dwell, 
 Who the same Lord obey. 
 
 4 Thus will the church below 
 Resemble that above; 
 
 Where streams of pleasure ever flow, 
 And everv heart is love. 
 
 317 
 
 HYMX. C. M. 
 Matth. 5: 44. Love your Enemies. 
 
 1 \ LOUD we sing the wond'rous grace 
 j^jL. Christ to his murderers bare: 
 Which made the tott'rin^ cross it3 throne, 
 
 And hung its trophies there. 
 
 2 'Father, forgive!' his mercy crp'd, 
 
 With his expiring breath, 
 And drew eternal blessings down 
 On those who wrought his death. 
 
 3 Jesus, this wond'rous love we sing! 
 
 And, whilst we sing, admire: 
 Breathe on our souls, and kindle there 
 The same celestial fire 
 
GRACES OF THE SPIRIT. 313, 319 
 
 4 Sway'd by thy dear example, we 
 For enemies will pray; 
 With love, their hatred — and their curse 
 With blessings — will repay. 
 
 3Jti HYMN. C. M. Stennett. 
 
 1 Cor. 13: 2. Without charity, I am nothing. 
 1 OHOULD bounteous nature kindly pour 
 kJ Her richest gifts on me, 
 Still, my God! I should be poor, 
 If void of love to thee. 
 - Not shining wit nor manly sense, 
 Could make me truly good; 
 Not zeal itself could recompense 
 The want of love to God. 
 
 3 Did I possess the gift of tongues, 
 
 But were deny'd thy grace; 
 My loudest words — my loftiest songs, 
 Would be but sounding brass. 
 
 4 Though thou should' st give me heavenly skill 
 
 Each mystery to explain; 
 If I'd no heart to do thy will, 
 My knowledge would be vain. 
 
 5 Had I so strong a faith, my God! 
 
 As mountains to remove; 
 No faith could do me real good, 
 That did not work by love. 
 
 6 Oh, grant me, then, this one request, 
 
 And I'll be satisfied — 
 That love divine may rule my breast, 
 And all my actions guide. 
 
 319 HYMN. S. M. Doddridge. 
 
 Ps. 149: 4. He will beautify the meek. 
 
 1 "V^E humble souls, Tejoice, 
 
 X And cheerful praises sing! 
 Wake all your harmony of voice; 
 For Jesus is your king! 
 
 2 That meek and lowly Lord, 
 Whom here your souls have known, 
 
 Pledges the honor of his word 
 T* avow you for his own. 
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320, 321 GRACES OF THE SPIRIT. 
 
 3 He brings salvation near, 
 For which his blood was paid! 
 
 How beauteous shall your souls appear^ 
 Thus sumptuously array'd! 
 
 4 Sing 1 ! for the day is nigh, 
 When, near your Saviour's seat, 
 
 The tallest sons of pride shall lie 
 The footstool of your feet. 
 
 5 Salvation, Lord, is thine, 
 And all thy saints confess, 
 
 The royal robes, in which they shine, 
 Were wrought by sovereign grace. 
 
 ooa HYMN. L. M. Beddome. 
 
 °^ U Patience. 
 
 1 "TVEAB Lord! though bitter is the cup 
 JiJ Thy gracious hand deals out to me, 
 I cheerfully will drink it up; 
 
 That cannot hurt which comes from thee. 
 
 2 Dash it with thy unchanging love, 
 Let not a drop of wrath be there! — 
 The saints, forever blest above, 
 Were often most afflicted here. 
 
 3 From Jesus, thy incarnate Son, 
 I'll learn obedience to thy will; 
 And humbly kiss the chastening rod, 
 When its severest strokes I feel. 
 
 321 
 
 HYMN. CM. Doddridge. % , 
 Ps. 85: 8. He will speak peace to his people, 
 
 1 XTNITE, my roving thoughts! unite 
 
 U In silence soft and sweet; 
 And thou, my soul, sit gently down 
 At thy great Sovereign's feet. 
 
 2 Jehovah's awful voice is heard, 
 
 Yet gladly I attend; 
 For, lo! the everlasting God 
 Proclaims himself my Friend. 
 
 3 Harmonious accents to my soul 
 
 The sounds of peace convey; 
 The tempest at his word subsides, 
 And winds and seas obe-y. 
 
GRACES OF THE SPIRIT. 322, 323 
 
 By all its joys, I charge my heart 
 
 To grieve his love no more: 
 But, charm'* d by melody divine, 
 
 To give its follies o'er. 
 
 322 HYMN. C. M. Doddridge. 
 
 ' """ w Acts 17: 30. All men, every vjfiere, to repent, 
 
 1 ^DEPENT!' the voice celestial cries, 
 
 XV Nor longer dare delay; 
 The wretch that scorn3 the mandate dies, 
 And meets a fiery day. 
 
 2 No more the sovereign eye of God 
 
 O'erlooks the crimes of men; 
 His heralds are despatched abroad 
 To warn the world of sin. 
 
 3 The summons reach' d through all the earth- 
 
 Let earth attend and fear: 
 
 Listen, ye men of royal birth, 
 
 And let your vassals hear! 
 
 4 Together in his presence bow, 
 
 And all your guilt confess: 
 Embrace the blessed Saviour now, 
 Nor trifle with his grace. 
 
 5 Bow, ere the awful trumpet sound, 
 
 And call you to his bar; 
 For mercy knows the appointed bound, 
 And turns to vengeance there. 
 
 6 Amazing love! that yet will call, 
 
 And yet prolongs our days! 
 Our hearts, subdu'd by goodness, fall, 
 And weep, and love, and praise. 
 
 393 , HYMN. L. M. 
 
 *"' Hardness of heart Lamented. 
 
 1 T ORD! shed a beam of heavenly day 
 1 A To melt this stubborn stone away: 
 
 Now thaw, with rays of love divine, 
 This heart — this frozen heart of mine. 
 
 2 The rocks can rend; the earth can quake; 
 The seas can roar; the mountains shake; 
 Of feeling all things show some sign, 
 But this unfeeling heart of mine. 
 
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324, 325 GRACES OF THE SPIRIT. 
 
 3 To hear the sorrows thou hast felt, 
 What but an adamant would melt? 
 Goodness and wrath in vain combine 
 To move this stupid heart of mine. 
 
 4 But One can yet perform the deed; 
 That One in all tys grace I need; 
 Thy Spirit can from dross refine, 
 And melt this stubborn heart of mine. 
 
 o Oh, Breath of Life, breathe on my soul! 
 On me let streams of mercy roll: 
 Now thaw, with rays of love divine, 
 This heart — this frozen heart of mine 
 
 324 HYMN. L. M. Doddridge. 
 
 Acts 5: 31. Him hath God exalted — to give Re- 
 pentance. 
 
 1 T^XALTED Prince of Life! we own 
 JCi The royal honors of thy throne} 
 'Tis fix'd by God's almighty hand, 
 And seraphs bow at thy command, j 
 
 2 Exalted Saviour! we confess 
 
 The sovereign triumphs of thy grace; 
 Where beams of gentle radiance shine, 
 And temper majesty divine. 
 
 3 Wide thy resistless sceptre sway, 
 Till all thine enemies obey; 
 
 Wide may thy cross its virtues prove, 
 And conquer millions by its love. 
 
 4 Mighty to vanquish and forgive; 
 Thine Israel shall repent and live; 
 And loud proclaim thy healing breath, 
 "Which works their life who wrought thy death. 
 
 325 HYMN. CM. Beddome. 
 
 Resignation. 
 
 1 TVTY times of sorrow and of joy, 
 J_VJL Great God! are in thy hand; 
 My choicest comforts come from thee. 
 And go at thv command. 
 
GRACES OF THE SPIRIT. 326, 32? 
 
 2 If thou should' st take them all away, 
 
 Yet would I not repine; 
 Before they were possess' d by me, 
 They were entirely thine. 
 
 3 Nor would I drop a murmuring word, 
 
 Though the whole world were gone, 
 But seek enduring happiness 
 In thee, and thee alone. 
 
 4 What is the world, with all its store? 
 
 'Tis but a bitter sweet; 
 When I attempt to pluck the rose, 
 A pricking thorn I meet. 
 
 5 Here perfect bliss can ne'er be found, 
 
 The honey's mix'd with gall; 
 'Midst changing scenes, and dying friends, 
 Be Thou my all in all. 
 
 095 HYMN. C7M. SteeltT 
 
 Heb. 12: 7. God dealeth with us as with sons, 
 
 1 \ ND can mv heart aspire so high, 
 A To say, 'My Father, God?' 
 Lord! at thy feet I fain would lie, 
 
 And learn to kiss the rod. 
 
 2 I would submit to all thy will, 
 
 For thou art good and wise; 
 Lei every anxious thought be still, 
 Nor one faint murmur rise. 
 
 3 Thy love can cheer this darksome gloom, 
 
 And bid me wait serene, 
 Till hopes and joys immortal bloom, 
 And brighten all the scene. 
 
 4 'My Father,' — permit my heart 
 
 To plead her humble claim, 
 And ask the bliss those words impart, 
 In my Redeemer's name. 
 
 327 
 
 HYMN. C. M. T. Greene. 
 1 Sam. 3: 18. It is the Lord — Let him do what 
 seemeth him good. 
 1 TT is the Lord — enthron'd in light, 
 L Whose claims are all divine: 
 Who has an undisputed right 
 To govern rne and mine, 
 
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328 GRACES OF THE SPIRIT. 
 
 2 It is the Lord — should I distrust, 
 
 Or contradict his will, 
 Who cannot do but what is just, 
 And must be righteous still? 
 
 3 It is the Lord — who gives me all 
 
 My wealth, my friends, my ease; 
 And, of his bounties, may recall 
 , Whatever part he please. 
 
 4 It is the Lord — who can sustain 
 
 Beneath the heaviest load — 
 From whom assistance I obtain 
 To tread the thorny road. 
 
 5 It is the Lord— whose matchless skill 
 
 Can, from afflictions raise 
 Matter eternity to fill 
 With ever-growing praise. 
 
 6 It is the Lord — my cov'nant God, 
 
 Thrice blessed be his name! 
 Whose gracious promise, seal'd with blood,. 
 Must ever be the same. 
 
 7 His cov'nant will my soul defend, 
 
 Should nature's self-expire. 
 And the great Judge of All descend 
 
 In awful flames of fire! 
 S And can my soul, with hopes like these, 
 
 Be sullen, or repine? 
 No, gracious God! take what thou please, 
 
 To thee I all resign. 
 
 Q9g HYMN. C. M. fleedham. 
 
 ** Luke 9: 23. Take up his cross daily and 
 follow me . 
 
 1 A SHAM'D of Christ!— my soul, disdain 
 XjL The mean ungen'rous thought: 
 Shall I disown that Friend, whose blood 
 
 To man salvation brought? 
 
 2 With the glad news of love and peace-. 
 
 From heaven to earth he came; 
 For us endur'd the painful cross — 
 For us despis'd the shame. 
 
 3 At his command we must take up 
 
 Our cross without delay; 
 Our lives — and thousand lives of ours— 
 Can ne'er His love repay. 
 
GRACES OF THE SPIRIT. 329, 330 
 
 4 Each faithful sufT 'rer Jesus views 
 
 With infinite delight: 
 Their lives to him are dear; their deaths 
 Are precious in his sight. 
 
 5 To bear his name — his cross to bear — - 
 
 Our highest honour this! 
 Who nobly suffers now for him 
 Shall reign with him in bliss. 
 
 6 But should we, in the evil day, 
 
 From our profession fly — 
 Jesus, the Judge, before the world, 
 The traitor will deny. 
 
 329 HYMN. C. M. 
 
 /W Mark 8: 34. Whosoever will come after me, let 
 him deny liimsslf and take up his cross. 
 
 1 A ND must I part with all I have, 
 XX. My dearest Lord, for thee? 
 
 It is but right! since thou hast done 
 Much mure than this for me. 
 
 2 Yes, let it go! — One look from thee 
 
 Will more than make amends 
 For all the losses I sustain 
 Of credit, riches, friends. 
 
 3 Ten thousand worlds, ten thousand lives — 
 
 How worthless they appear 
 Compar'd with thee, Supremely Good! 
 Divinely Bright and Fair! 
 
 4 Saviour of souls! could I from thee 
 
 A single smile obtain, 
 Though destitute of all things else, 
 I'd glory in my gain. 
 
 330 HYMN. C. M. Watts. 
 
 Phil. 4: 8. Whatsoever things are of good 
 report — think on these things. 
 IT ET those who bear the Christian name, 
 XJ Their holy vows fulfil; 
 The saints — the followers of the Lamb- 
 Are men of honour still. 
 
331,332 GRACES OF THE SPIRIT. 
 
 2 True to the solemn oaths they take, 
 
 Though to their hurt they swear. 
 Constant and just to all they speak — 
 For God and angels hear. 
 
 3 Still with their lips their hearts agree, 
 
 Nor flatt'ring words devise; 
 They know the God of truth can see 
 Through ev'ry false disguise. 
 
 4 They hate th' appearance of a lie, 
 
 In all the shapes it wears, 
 Firm to the truth; and, when they die, 
 Eternal life is theirs. 
 
 5 Lo! irom afar the Lord descends, 
 
 And brings the judgment down; 
 He bids his saints — his faithful friends, 
 Rise and possess their crown. 
 
 6 While Satan trembles at the sight, 
 
 And devils wish to die, 
 Where will the faithless hypocrite 
 And guilt} liar fly? 
 
 331 HYMN. S. M. Beddome. 
 
 Sincerity desired. 
 
 1 TF secret fraud should dwell 
 JL W r ithin this heart of mine; 
 
 Purge out, God! that cursed leaven, 
 And make me wholly thine. 
 
 2 If any rival there 
 
 Dares to usurp the throne, 
 Oh, tear the infernal traitor thence, 
 And reign thyself alone. 
 
 3 Is any lust conceafd? 
 Bring it to open view; 
 
 Search, search, dear Lord! my inmost sou], 
 And all its powers renew. ' 
 
 OQ9 HYMN. C. M. Fawcett. 
 
 °^ Spiritual Win defines. 
 
 1 T> ELIGION is the chief concern 
 _t\ Of mortals here below; 
 May I its great importance learn. 
 Its sovereign virtue know! 
 
GRACES OF THE SPIRIT. 333 
 
 2 More needful this than glittering wealth, 
 
 Or aught the world bestows; 
 Not reputation, food, or health, 
 Can give us such repose. 
 
 3 Religion should our thoughts engage 
 
 Amidst our youthful bJoom; 
 'Twill fit us for declining age, 
 And for the awful tomb. 
 
 4 Oh, may my heart, by grace Tenew'd, 
 
 Be my Redeemer's throne; 
 And be my stubborn will subdu'd, 
 His government to own! 
 
 5 Let deep repentance, faith, and love, 
 
 Be join'd with godly fear: 
 And all my conversation prove 
 My heart to be sincere. 
 
 6 Preserve me from the snares of sin, 
 
 Through my remaining days; 
 And in me let each virtue shine 
 To my Redeemer's praise. 
 
 7 Let lively hope my soul inspire; 
 
 Let warm affections rise; 
 And may I wait with strong desire, 
 To mount above the skies! 
 
 333 HYMN. C. M. FawcetU 
 
 1 Tim. 4: 8. But godliness is profitable unto 
 all things. 
 
 ] H 
 
 OW vast the blessings, how divine, 
 From godliness which flow! 
 Nor men, nor angels, should they join, 
 Can half its value show. 
 
 2 Ten thousand comforts it procures 
 
 To christians, while on earth; 
 It endless happiness secures, 
 And frees from endless death. 
 
 3 God, for himself, hath set apart 
 
 The godly whom he loves; 
 They have a place within his heart 
 Their conduct he approves. 
 
334, 335 GRACES OF THE SPIRIT. 
 
 4 [There is a rich and free reward, 
 
 The eye of faith descries, 
 Reserv'd for all, who fear the Lord, 
 Above the starry skies.] 
 
 5 A glorious kingdom, and a crown, 
 
 Christ will on such bestow; 
 For them the seeds of bliss are sown, 
 The fruits of giory grow. 
 
 034 HYMN. C. M. Tale. 
 
 Ps. 34. Encouragement to trust and love God, 
 
 1 rpHROUGH all the changing scenes of life— 
 
 I In trouble and in joy, 
 The praises of my God shall still 
 My heart and tongue employ. 
 
 2 Of his deliverance I will boast, 
 
 Till all, Avho are distrest, 
 From my example comfort take, 
 And charm their grief to rest. 
 
 3 The hosts of God encamp around 
 
 The dwellings of the just; 
 Protection he affords to all 
 
 Who make his name their trust. 
 
 4 Oh, make but trial of his love ! 
 
 Experience will decide 
 How blest are they, and only they, 
 Who in his truth confide. 
 
 5 Fear him, ye saints! and you will then 
 
 Have nothing else to fear; 
 Make you his service your delight — 
 Your wants shall be his care. 
 
 6 While hungry lions lack their prey, 
 
 The Lord will food provide 
 For such as put their trust in him, 
 And see their needs supply' d. 
 
 335 HYMN. L. M. 
 
 Hab. 3. 18. I will joy in Ike God of my 
 salvation. 
 WAY, my unbelieving fear! 
 Let fear in me no more take place; 
 My Saviour doth not yet appear: 
 He hides the brightness of his face: 
 
 A A 
 
GRACES OF THE SPIRIT. 336 
 
 Bnt shall I therefore let him go, 
 And basely to the tempter yield? 
 No, in the strength of Jesus, no! 
 I never will give up my shield. 
 
 2 Although the vine its fruit deny, 
 Although the olive yield no oil, 
 The withering rig-tree droop and die, 
 The field illude the tiller's toil — 
 The empty stall no herd afford — 
 And perish all the bleating race; , 
 Yet, I will triumph in the Lord! 
 
 The God of my salvation praise! 
 
 3 Away, each unbelieving fear! 
 
 Let fear to cheering hope give place; 
 
 My Saviour will at length appear, 
 
 And show the brightness of his face: 
 
 Though now my prospects all be eross'd— 
 
 My blooming hopes cut off I see; 
 
 Still will I in my Jesus trust, 
 
 Whose boundless love can reach to me. 
 
 4 In hope — believing against hope — 
 His promis'd mercy will I claim: 
 His gracious word shall bear me up 
 To seek sanation in his name: 
 Soon, my dear Saviour, bring it nigh! 
 My soul shall then outstrip the wind, 
 On wings of love mount up on high, 
 And leave the world and sin behind. 
 
 336 HYMN. L. M. 
 
 All things work for good. 
 
 1 rpEMPTATIONS, trials, doubts, and fears, 
 
 J_ Wants, losses, crosses, groans, and tears, 
 Will, through the grace of God, our Mend, 
 In everlasting triumphs end! 
 
 2 To those who him sincerely love, 
 All penal evils blessings prove; 
 
 Whom grace hath call'd'and made his own, 
 Nor Jires can burn, nor floods can drown. 
 
 3 Lord, let this thought in deep distress 
 Our hopes confirm, our spirits raise; 
 Midst earth and hell's opposing pow'rs, 
 We still are safe if thou art ours. 
 
337, 338 GRACES OF THE SPIRIT. 
 
 007 HYMN. C. M. 
 
 00 Jer. 31: 33. And will be their God, 
 
 1 TF God is mine, then present things, 
 X And things to come, are mine; 
 Yea, Christ, his word, and Spirit too, 
 
 And glory all divine. 
 
 2 If he is mine, then from his love, 
 
 He every trouble sends; 
 All things are working for my good, 
 And bliss his rod attends. 
 
 3 If he is mine, I need not fear 
 
 The rage of earth and hell; 
 He will support my feeble frame, 
 Their utmost force repel. 
 
 4 If he is mine, let friends forsake— 
 
 Let wealth and honors flee — 
 Sure he, who giveth me himself, 
 Is more than these to me. 
 
 5 If he is mine, I'll boldly pass 
 
 Through death's tremendous vale: 
 He is a solid comfort, when 
 All other comforts fail. 
 
 6 Oh, tell me, Lord! that thou art mine; 
 
 What can I wish beside? 
 My soul shall at the fountain live, 
 When all the streams are dry'd. 
 
 qqo HYMN. L. M. 
 
 000 Prov. 3: 13—13. True Wisdom. 
 
 1 TTAPPY the man who finds the grace— 
 -III The blessing of God's chosen race; 
 The wisdom coming from above, 
 
 And 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 Her ways are ways of pleasantness, 
 And all her flowery paths are peace: 
 Wisdom to silver we prefer, 
 
 And gold is dross campar'd with her, 
 
GRACES OF THE SPIRIT. 339, 340 
 
 4 He finds, who wisdom apprehends, 
 A life begun that never ends; 
 
 The tree of life divine she is, 
 Set in the midst of Paradise. 
 
 5 Happy the man, who wisdom gains, 
 in whose obedient heart she reigns; 
 He owns, and will forever own, 
 
 Wisdom, and Christ, and heaven, are one. 
 
 QQQ HYMN. L. M. Doddridge. 
 
 *™ Zeal tor Christ. 
 
 1 T>LEST men, who stretch their willing hands 
 33 Submissive to their Lord's commands, 
 And yield their liberty and breath 
 
 To him that lov'd their souls in death! 
 
 2 Lead me to suffer and to die, 
 
 If thou, my gracious Lord! art nigh: 
 One smile fiom thee my heart shall fire, 
 And teach me, smiling, to expire. 
 
 3 If nature at the trial shake, 
 
 And from the cross or flames draw back, 
 Grace can its feeble courage raise, 
 And turn its trembling into praise. 
 
 4 While scarce I'dare with Peter say — 
 'I'll boldly tread the bleeding way;' 
 Yet, in thy steps, like John, I'd move 
 With humble hope and silent love. 
 
 Q,iO HYMN. CM. 
 
 °^ Zeal for God. 
 
 i TF duty calls, and suffering too, 
 X My Lord! I'd follow thee; 
 As thou hast done, so would I do; 
 As thou art, would I be. 
 
 2 With zeal inflanYd, 'twas thy delight 
 
 To do thy Father's will; 
 May the same zeal my soul excite 
 Thy precepts to fulfil. 
 
 3 Meekness, humility, and love, 
 
 Did through thy conduct shine; 
 Oh, may my whole deportment provs 
 A copy, Lord, of thine ! 
 
341 THE CHRISTIAN. 
 
 4 Depending on thy sovereign grace, 
 
 I'll tread the heavenly road; 
 With willing mind thy footsteps trace, 
 And climb to thine abode. 
 PAUSE. 
 
 5 Oh, let me run the Christian race 
 
 With diligence and speed! 
 God's Word, his Spirit, and his Grace, 
 Do all to duty lead. 
 
 6 Did Jesus leave the realms of" bliss 
 
 To save from sin and hell? 
 A love so wonderful as this 
 Calls for"a glowing zeal. 
 
 7 Those who to Christ for refuge flee, 
 
 Should in his footsteps tread; 
 Our Prophet, Priest, and King should be 
 Both trusted and obev'd. 
 
 THE CHRISTIAN. 
 
 34 1 HYMN. L. M. Doddridge. 
 
 ^*- Luke 10: 42. Mary hath chosen thai good pari, 
 
 1 "OESET with snares on every hand, 
 J3 In life's uncertain path 1 stand: 
 Saviour divine! diffuse thy light, 
 
 To guide my doubtful footsteps right. 
 
 2 Engage this roving, treach'rous heart, 
 To fix on Mary's better part, 
 
 To scorn the trifles of a day, 
 For joys that none can take away. 
 
 3 Then let the wildest storms arise; 
 Let tempests migle earth and skies; 
 No fatal shipwreck shall I fear, 
 But all my treasures with me bear. 
 
 4 If thou, my Jesus! still be nigh, 
 Cheerful 1 live, and joyful die; 
 Secure, when mortal comforts flee. 
 To find ten thousand worlds in the*?- 
 
THE CHRISTIAN. 342,343 
 
 340 HYMN. S. M. Doddridge. 
 
 ** Rom. 12: L. Present your bodies a living sa- 
 crifice. 
 
 1 A ND will th' eternal King 
 .ZjL So mean a gift reward? 
 
 That off' ring Lord, with joy we bring, 
 Which thine own hand prepard. 
 
 2 We own thy various claim; 
 And to tli in e altar move, 
 
 The willing victims of thy grace; 
 And bound with cords of love. 
 
 3 Descend, celestial fire! 
 The sacrifice inflame. 
 
 So shall a grateful odour rise, 
 Through our Redeemer's name. 
 
 343 
 
 HYMN. L. M. Stennett. 
 1 Cor. 6: 19. Your body is the temple of the Holy 
 Ghost. 
 
 1 A ND will [he offended God again 
 JTjL.. Return, and dwell with sinful men? 
 Will he within this bosom raise 
 
 A living temple to his praise? 
 
 2 The joyful news transports rny breast: 
 All-hail! I cry, thou heavenly guest! 
 Lift, up your heads, ye pow'rs within, 
 And let the King of Glory in. 
 
 3 Enter with all thy heavenly train! 
 Here live, and here forever reign! 
 Thy sceptre o'er my passions sway; 
 Let love command, and I'll obey. 
 
 4 Reason and conscience shall submit, 
 And pay their humage at thy feet: 
 To thee I'll consecrate my heart, 
 And bid each rival thence depart. 
 
 5 No idol-god shall hold a place 
 Within this temple of thy grace: 
 Dagon before the ark shall fall, 
 And God in Christ be all in all. 
 
A' 
 
 344, 345 THE CHRISTIAN. 
 
 344 HYMN. C. M. Doddridge. 
 
 Phil. 3: 1.4. I press toward Ike mark. 
 WAKE, my soul! stretch every nerve. 
 And press with vigor on: 
 A heavenly race demands thy zeal, 
 And an immortal crown. 
 
 2 'Tis God's all-animating voice 
 That calls thee from on high: 
 
 'Tis his own hand presents the prize 
 To thine aspiring eye. 
 
 3 A cloud of witnesses around 
 Hold thee in fall survey; 
 
 Forget the steps already trod, 
 And onward urge thy way. 
 
 4 Bless'd Saviour, introdnc'd by thee, 
 Have we our race begun; 
 
 And, crown' d with vict'ry, at thy feet 
 We'll lay our laurels down. 
 
 345 HYMN. L. M. Stennett. 
 
 Eph. 6: 13. Take the whole armour of God. 
 
 1 TVTY Captain sounds Hi' alarm of war: 
 JLVJL 'Awake! the pow'rs of hell are near! 
 'To arms! to arms!' 1 hear him cry, 
 
 ' 'Tis yours to conquer or to die!' 
 
 2 Rous' d by the animating sound, 
 I cast my eager eyes around. 
 Make haste to gird my armour on, 
 And bid each trembling fear begone. 
 
 3 Hope is my helmet, faith, my shield. 
 Thy word, my God, the sword I wield: 
 With sacred truth my loins are girt, 
 And holy zeal inspires my heart. 
 
 4 Thus arrn'd, I venture on the tight; 
 Eesolv'd to put my foes to flight; 
 While Jesus kindly deigns to spread 
 His conquering banner o'er my head. 
 
 5 In him I hope, in him I trust; 
 
 His bleeding cross is ail my boast: 
 Through troops of foes he'll lead me on 
 To vict'ry. « ( nd the victor's crown. 
 
THE CHRISTIAN. 346,341 
 
 346 HYMN. L. M. Doddridge. 
 
 1 Cor. 10: 13. Make a way to escape. 
 
 1 TVTOW let the feeble all be strong, 
 
 Li And make Jehovah's arm their song: 
 His shield is spread o'er every saint; 
 And, thus supported, who shall faint? 
 
 2 What though the hosts of hell engage 
 With mingled cruelty and rage? 
 
 A faithful God restrains their hands, 
 And chains them down in iron bands. 
 
 3 Bound by his word, he will display 
 A strength proportioned to our day; 
 And, when united trials meet, 
 Will show a path of safe retreat. 
 
 4 Thus far we prove that promise good, 
 Which Jesus ratified with blood. 
 Still is he gracious, wise, and just; 
 And still, in him, let Israel trust. 
 
 Q47 HYMN. 7's. Oowper. 
 
 Welcoming tiie Cross. 
 Rom. 5: 3. We rejoice in tribulations also, 
 
 1 5rjpiS my happiness below, 
 
 JL Not to live without the cross. 
 But the Saviour's power to know 
 
 Sanctifying every loss: 
 Trials must and will befall; 
 
 But — with humble faith to s«=e 
 Love inscrib'd upon them all— 
 
 This is happiness to me. 
 
 2 God, in Israel, sows the seeds 
 
 Of affliction, pain, and toil; 
 These spring up and choke the weeds 
 
 Which would else o'erspread the soil: 
 Trials make the promise sweet; 
 
 Trials give new life to pray'r; 
 Trials bring me to his feet — 
 
 Lay me low, and keep me there. 
 
 3 Did I meet no trials here — 
 
 No chastisements by the way- 
 Might 1 not, with reason, fear 
 I should prove a cast -away? 
 
US, 349 THE CHRISTIAN. 
 
 Bastards may escape the rod,* 
 Sunk in earthly vain delight: 
 
 But the true-born child of God 
 Must not— would not, if he might. 
 
 348 HYMN. C. M. Steele. 
 
 Tsa. 50: 10. Let film trust in the name of the 
 Lord. 
 
 1 TTEA.R. gracious God, my humble moan, 
 .Li To thee I breathe my sighs; 
 
 When will the mournful night be be gone; 
 And when my praise arise! 
 
 2 My God — could I make the claim — 
 
 My Father and my Friend — 
 And call thee mine by ev'ry name. 
 On which thy saints depend! — 
 
 3 By ev'ry name of pow'r and love, 
 
 I would thy grace entreat; 
 Nor should my humble hopes remove, 
 Nor leave thy sacred seat. 
 
 4 Yet though my soul in darkness mourns, 
 
 Thy word is all my stay; 
 Here I would rest till light returns, 
 Thy presence makes my day. 
 
 5 Speak, Lord, and bid celestial peace 
 
 Relieve my aching heart; 
 smile, and bid my sorrow cease, 
 And all the gloom depart. 
 
 6 Then shall my drooping spirit rise, 
 
 And bless thy healing rays, 
 And change these deep complaining sighs, 
 For songs of sacred praise. 
 
 349 HYMN. L. M. Beddome. 
 
 Complaining of Inconstancy. 
 Rom. 7: 15. But what I hate that do 1. 
 1 nnHE wandering star, and fleeting wind, 
 X Both represent the unstable mind; 
 The morning cloud and early dew, 
 Bring our inconstancy to view. 
 
 «. Heu. IS' 8. 
 
THE CHRISTIAN. 350 
 
 2 Bnt clone*, and wind, and clew, and star, 
 Faint and imperfect emblems are; 
 
 Nor can there aught in nature be 
 So fickle and so false as we. 
 
 3 Our outward walk, and inward frame. 
 Scarce through a single hour the same; 
 "We vow, and straight our vows forget, 
 And then these very vows repeat. 
 
 4 We sin forsake, to sin return; 
 
 Are hot, are cold, now freeze, now burn 
 In deep distress, then raptures feel, 
 We soar to heaven, then sink to hell. 
 
 5 With flowing tears, Lord, we confess 
 Our folly and unsteadfastness: 
 
 When shall these hearts more fixed be— 
 Fix'd by thy grace, and fix'd on thee? 
 
 Q-lq HYMN. L. M. Slennett. 
 
 ^ UKJ Pride Lamented. 
 
 Rom. 7: 24. O wretched man that lam. 
 
 1 /^|FT have I turn'd my eye within, 
 
 \J And brought to light some latent sin; 
 But pride, the vice I most detest, 
 Still lurks securely in my breast. 
 
 2 Here with a thousand arts she tries 
 To dress me in a fair disguise, 
 
 To make a guilty, wretched worm 
 Put on an angel's brightest form. 
 
 3 She hides my follies from mine eyes, 
 And lifts my virtue to the skies; 
 
 And, while the specious tale she tells, 
 Her own deformity conceals. 
 
 4 Rend, my God, the veil away, 
 Bring forth the monster to the "day; 
 Expose her hideous form to view, 
 And all her restless power subdue. 
 
 5 So shall humility divine 
 
 Again possess this heart of mine; 
 And form a temple for my God, 
 Which he will make his lov'd abode, 
 
351, 352 THE CHRISTIAN. 
 
 351 HYMN. C. M. Stennett. 
 
 Pleading with God under Affliction. 
 Ps. 132: 1. Lord, remember David and all his afflic^ 
 tions. 
 X "IljTHY should a living man complain 
 7 V Of deep distress within, 
 Since every sigh, and every pain. 
 Is but the fruit of sin? 
 
 2 No, Lord, I'll patiently submit, 
 
 Nor ever dare rebel; 
 Yet sure L may, here at thy feet, 
 My painful feelings tell. 
 
 3 Thou seest what floods of sorrow rise, 
 
 And beat upon my soul: 
 
 One trouble to another cries, 
 
 Billows on billows roll. 
 
 4 From fear to hope, and hope to fear, 
 
 My shipwrecked soul is tost; 
 Till I am tempted, in despair, 
 To give up all for lost. 
 
 5 Yet through the stormy clouds I'll look 
 
 Once more to thee, my God: 
 fix my feet upon a rock, 
 Beyond the gaping flood. 
 
 6 One look of mercy from thy face 
 
 Will set my heart at ease; 
 One all-commanding word of grace 
 Will make the tempest cease . 
 
 Q59 HYMN. C. M. Newton. 
 
 ' ~ Job 29: 2. that I were as in months past, 
 
 1 QVVEET was the time when first I felt 
 k5 The Saviour's pardoning blood, 
 Applied to cleanse my soul from guilt, 
 
 And bring me home to God. 
 
 2 Soon as the morn the light reveal* d 
 
 His praises tun'd my tongue; 
 And, when the evening shades prevail* d, 
 Hi^ love was all my song. 
 
THE CHRISTIAN. 353 
 
 3 In vain the tempter spread his wiles, 
 
 The world no more could charm; 
 I Hv'd upon my Saviour's smiles, 
 And lean'd upon his arm. 
 
 4 In prayer my soul drew near the Lord, 
 
 And saw his glory shine; 
 And when I read his holy word, 
 I eall'd each promise mine. 
 
 5 Then to his saints I often spoke 
 
 Of what his love had done; 
 But now my heart is almost broke, 
 For all my joys are gone. 
 
 6 Now when the evening shade prevails, 
 
 My soul in darkness mourns; 
 And when the morn the light reveals, 
 No light to me returns. 
 
 7 My prayers are now a chatt'ring noise. 
 
 For Jesus hides his face! 
 I read, the promise meets rny eyes, 
 But will not reach my case. 
 
 8 Now Satan threatens to prevail, 
 
 And make my soul its prey; 
 Yet, Lord, thy mercies cannot fail, 
 0, come without delay. 
 
 •l^Q HYMN. C. M. Steele. 
 
 ^ uu God, a Refuge. 
 
 Ps. 62: 8 . God is a refuge for us* 
 
 1 T~\EAR Refuge of my weary soul, 
 \J On thee, when sorrows rise, 
 On thee, when waves of trouble roll, 
 
 My fainting hope relies. 
 
 2 To thee I tell each rising grief, 
 
 For thou alone canst heal; 
 Thy word can bring a sweet relief 
 For every pain I feel. 
 
 3 But 0! when gloomy doubts prevail, 
 
 I fear to call thee mine; 
 The springs of comfort seem to fail, 
 And all my hopes decline. 
 
354, 355 THE CHRISTIAN. 
 
 4 Yet, gracious God, where shall I flee? 
 
 Thou art my only trust; 
 And still ray soul would cleave to thee, 
 Though prostrate in the dust. 
 
 5 Hast thou not bid me seek thy face? 
 
 And shall I seek in vain? 
 And can the ear of sovereign grace 
 Be deaf when I complain? 
 
 6 No, still the ear of sovereign grace 
 
 Attends the mourner's prayer; 
 may I ever find access 
 To breathe my sorrows there! 
 
 7 Thy mercy-seat is open still, 
 
 Here Jet my soul retreat; 
 With humble hope attend thy will, 
 And wait beneath thy feet. 
 
 554 HYMN. C. M Doddridge. 
 
 tJO^ 2 Tim. 3: 12. Live godly— suffer persecution, 
 
 1 /^l RE AT Leader of thine Israel's host, 
 vJT We shout thy conquering name; 
 Legions of foes beset thee round, 
 
 And legions fled with shame. 
 
 2 A vict'ry, glorious and complete, 
 
 Thou, by thy death, didst gain; 
 So in thy cause may we contend, 
 And death itself sustain! 
 
 3 By our illustrious General flr'd, 
 
 We no extremes would fear; 
 Prepar'd to struggle and to bleed, 
 If thou, our Lord, be near. 
 
 4 We'll trace the footsteps thou hast drawn 
 
 To honour andjrenown; 
 Xor shun thy combat and thy cross, 
 May we but share thy crown. 
 
 355 HYMN. 8s, 7s, 4s. Fawcett. 
 
 Ps. 43: 5. Why art thou cast down? Hope in God. 
 1 (~\ MY soul, what means this sadness? 
 "_/ Wherefore art thou thus cast down? 
 Let thy griefs be turn'd to gladness, 
 Bid thy restless fears begone; 
 
THE CHRISTIAN. 356 
 
 Look to Jesus, 
 
 And rejoice in his dear name. 
 
 2 What though Satan's strong temptations 
 
 Vex and teaze thee day by day; 
 And thy sinful inclinations 
 
 Often fill thee with dismay; 
 Thou shalt conquer, 
 Through the Lamb's redeeming blood. 
 
 3 Though ten thousand ills beset thee 
 
 From without and from within; 
 Jesus saith he'll ne'er forget thee, 
 
 But w r ill save from hell and sin; 
 He is faithful 
 To perform his gracious word. 
 
 4 Though distresses now attend thee, 
 
 And thou tread'st the thorny road; 
 His right hand shall still defend thee— 
 
 Soon he'll bring thee home to God; 
 Therefore praise him, 
 Praise the great Redeemer's name. 
 
 5 that I could now adore him, 
 
 Like the heavenly host above, 
 Who forever bow before him, 
 
 And unceasing sing his love! 
 Happy songsters! 
 When shall I your chorus join? 
 
 {56 HYMN. C. M. 
 
 The Request. 
 Ps. 4: 1. Rear me when I call O God! 
 
 1 T7UTHER, whate'er of earthly bliss 
 JD Thy sovereign will denies, 
 Accepted at thy throne of grace, 
 
 Let this petition rise; 
 
 2 'Give me a calm, a thankful heart, 
 
 'From ev'ry murmur free; 
 'The blessings of thy grace impart, 
 'And make me live to thee: 
 
 3 'Let the sweet hope that thou art mine, 
 
 'My life and death attend; 
 'Thy presence through my journey shine, 
 'And crown my journey's end.' 
 
357, 353 THE CHRISTIAN. 
 
 QPJ7 HYMN. C. M. 
 
 ^ u * Matth. 26: 41. Watch and pray. 
 
 1 A LAS! what hourly dangers rise! 
 ijL What snares beset my way! 
 
 To heaven, let me lift my eyes, 
 And hourly watch and pray. 
 
 2 How oft my mournful thoughts complain, 
 
 And melt in flowing tears! 
 My weak resistance, ah! how vain! 
 How strong my foes and fears! 
 
 3 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 prevail; 
 
 And bear my fainting spirit up, 
 
 Gr soon my strength will fail. 
 
 5 Whene'er temptations fright my heart, 
 
 Or lure my feet aside, 
 My God, thy powerful aid impart, 
 My guardian and my guide. 
 
 6 keep me in thy heavenly way, 
 
 And bid the tempter flee; 
 
 And let me never, never stray 
 
 From happiness and thee. 
 
 358 
 
 HYMN. L. M. Newton. 
 
 Prayer answered by crosses. 
 
 Rom. 5: 3. Tribulation woiketh patience* 
 
 1 T ASK'D the Lord that I might grow 
 _1_ In faith, and love, and every grace, 
 Might more of his salvation know, 
 And seek, more earnestly, his face. 
 
 2 'Twas he who taught me thus to pray, 
 And he, I trust, has answer' d prayer; 
 But it has been in such a way 
 
 As almost drove me to despair. 
 
 3 I hop'd that in some favor' d hour 
 At once he'd answer my request, 
 And by his love's constraining power 
 Subdue my sins and give me rest. 
 

 THE CHRISTIAN. 359 
 
 <£ Instead of this he made me feel 
 The hidden evils of my heart, 
 And Jet the angry powers of hell 
 Assault my soul in every part. 
 
 5 Yea, more, with his own hand he seem'd 
 Intent to aggravate my wo, 
 
 Cross' d all the fair designs I schem'd, 
 Blasted my gourds, and laid me low. 
 
 6 'Lord, why is this?' I trembling cry'd: 
 'Wilt thou pursue thy worm to death? 
 ' 'Tis in this way,' the Lord replied, 
 "I answer prayer for grace and faith! 
 
 7 'These inward trials I employ, 
 'From self and pride to set thee free: 
 *And break thy schemes of earthly joy, 
 'That thou may'st seek thy all in me.' 
 
 r \\q HYMN. L. M. Doddridge. 
 
 °^^ 2 Pet. 3: 18. But grow in grace. 
 
 1 T)RA1SE to thy name, eternal God, 
 
 JL For all the grace thou shedd'st abroad, 4 
 For all thy influence from above, 
 To warm our souls with sacred love. 
 
 2 Bless' d be thy hand, which from the skies 
 Brought down this plant of paradise; 
 
 And gave its heavenly beauties birth, 
 To deck this wilderness of earth. 
 
 3 But why does that celestial flower 
 Open and thrive and shine no more? 
 Where are its balmy odours fled, 
 And why reclines its beauteous head? 
 
 4 Too plain, alas! the languor shows 
 Th' unkindly soil in which it grows; 
 Where the black frost and beating storm 
 Wither and rend its tender form. 
 
 5 Unchanging Sun, thy beams display 
 To drive the frost and storms away; 
 Make all thy potent virtues known 
 To cheer a plant so much thy own. 
 
 6 And thou, bless'd Spirit, deign to blow 
 Fresh gales of heaven on shrubs below; 
 So shall they grow, and breathe abroad 
 A fragrance grateful to our God. 
 
3G0, 361 THE CHRISTIAN. 
 360 HYMN, .L.M G . 
 
 Ri?ing to God. 
 Col. 3: 2. Set your affections on things above* 
 
 'N ) 
 
 Rise from the vanities of time, 
 Draw back the parting veil, and see 
 The glories of eternity. 
 
 2 Born by a new celestial birth, 
 
 Why should we grovel here on earth? 
 Why grasp at transitory toys, 
 .So near to heaven's eternal joys? 
 
 3 Shall aught beguile us on the road, 
 When we are walking back to God? 
 For strangers into life we come, 
 And dying is but going home. 
 
 4 Welcome, sweet hour of full discharge. 
 That sets our longing souls at large, 
 Unbinds our chains, breaks up our cell, 
 And gives us with our God tcTdwell. 
 
 5 To dwell with God, to feel his love, 
 Is the full heaven enjoy' d above; 
 And the sweet expectation nove- 
 ls the young dawn of heaven below. 
 
 361 
 
 HYMN. L. M. Fawcett. 
 Deut. 8: 2. Remember all the way — God katk 
 led thee. 
 
 1 rpHUS far my God hath led me on. 
 
 JL And made his truth and mercy known; 
 My hopes and fears alternate rise, 
 And comforts mingle with my sighs. 
 
 2 Through this wide wilderness I roam, 
 Far distant from my blissful home; 
 Lord, let thy presence be my stay, 
 And guard me in this dangerous way. 
 
 3 Temptations every where annoy, 
 
 And sins and snares my peace destroy; 
 My eaathly joys are from me torn, 
 And oft an absent God I mourn. 
 
 4 My soul, with various tempests toss'd, 
 Her hopes o'erturn'd, her projects cross'd, 
 Sees every day new straits attend, 
 
 And wonders where the scene will end. 
 
THE CHRISTIAN, 362, 363 
 
 5 la this, dear Lord, that thorny road 
 Which leads us to the mount' of God? 
 Are these the toils thy people know, 
 While in the wilderness below? 
 
 6 'Tis even so, thy faithful love 
 Doth all thy children's graces prove; 
 'Tis thus our pride and self must fall, 
 That Jesus may be Ail in All. 
 
 og2 HYMN 1 . S. M. Doddridge. 
 
 "* Luke 12: 35. Let your loins be girded, 
 
 1 ~\7E servants of the Lord, 
 
 X Each in his office wait. 
 Observant of his heavenly word, 
 And watchful at his gate. 
 
 2 Let all your lamps be bright, 
 And trim the golden flame; 
 
 Gird up your loins, as in his sight, 
 For awful is his name. 
 o Watch, 'tis your Lord's command; 
 And while we speak he's near: 
 Mark the first signal of his hand, 
 And ready all appear. 
 
 4 happy servant he, 
 
 In such a posture found! 
 He shall his Lord with rapture see, 
 And be with honour crown'd. 
 
 5 Christ shall the banquet spread 
 With his own bounteous hand, 
 
 And raise that favorite servant's head, 
 Amidst th' angelic band. 
 
 353 HYMN. L. M. 
 
 Acts 20: 24. None of these tilings move me* 
 
 1 \ SSIST us, Lord, thy name to praise 
 _/\_ For the rich gospel of thy grace; 
 And that our hearts may love it more, 
 Teach them to feel its vital power. 
 
 2 With joy may we our course pursue, 
 And keep the crown of life in view; 
 That crown which in one hour repays 
 The labor of ten thousand days. 
 
384, 3G5 THE CHRISTIAN. 
 
 3 Should bonds or death obstruct our way, 
 Unmov'd their terrors we'll survey, 
 And the last hour improve for thee, 
 
 The last of life or liberty. 
 
 4 Welcome those bonds which may unite 
 Our souls to their supreme delight: 
 Welcome that death, whose painful strife 
 Bears us to Christ our better life. 
 
 3g4 HYMN. L. M. Doddridge. 
 
 The believer commiting lii* departing spirit to Jesur. 
 
 1 /~\ THOU, that hast redemption wrought, 
 \_) Patron of souls thy blood hath bought! 
 To thee our spirits we commit, 
 
 Mighty to rescue from the pit. 
 
 2 Millions of blissful souls above, 
 In realms of purity and love, 
 
 With songs of endless praise proclaim 
 The honors of thy faithful name. 
 
 3 When all the powers of nature fail'd, 
 Thy ever-constant care prevail'd; 
 Courage and joy thy friendship spoke, 
 When every mortal bond was broke. 
 
 1 We on that friendship, Lord, repose, 
 The healing balm of all our woes: 
 And we, when sinking in the grave, 
 Trust thine omnipotence to save. 
 
 o may our spirits, by thy hand, 
 Be gather'd to that happy band, 
 Who, 'midst the blessings of thy reign, 
 Lose all remembrance of their pain. 
 
 6 In raptures there, divinely sweet, 
 Give us our kindred souls to meet, 
 And wait with them that brighter day, 
 Which all thy triumph shall display! " 
 
 365 HYMN. C. M. Doddridge. 
 
 Rev. 2: 10. Fear none of those things. 
 
 ARK! 'tis our heavenly Leader's voice, 
 From his triumphant seat; 
 'Midst all the war's tumultuous noise, 
 How powerful and how sweet! 
 
 'H 
 
THE CHRISTIAN. 366, 367 
 
 2 'Fight on, my faithful band,' he cries, 
 
 'Nor fear the mortal blow: 
 'Who first in such a warfare dies 
 'Shall spediest victory know. 
 
 3 'I have my days of combat known, 
 
 'And in the dust was laid; 
 'But thence I mounted to my throne, 
 'And glory crowns my head. 
 
 4 'That throne, that glory, you shall share; 
 
 'My hands the crown shall give; 
 
 'And you the sparkling honors wear, 
 
 'While God himself shall live.' 
 
 5 Lord, 'tis enough; our souls are fir'd 
 
 With courage and with love; 
 Vain are th' assaults of earth and hell, 
 Our hopes are fiVd above. 
 
 366 HYMN. L. M. Scott. 
 
 Liberty of Conscience. 
 Act3 5: 29. We ought to obey God rather than man, 
 
 1 A BSURD an( i vain attempt, to bind, 
 -i^Ju With iron chains, the free-born mind: 
 To force conviction, and reclaim 
 
 The wandering, by destructive flame! 
 
 2 Bold arrogance, to snatch from Heaven 
 Dominion not to mortals given! 
 
 O'er conscience to usurp the throne, 
 Accountable to God alone. 
 
 3 Jesus, thy gentle law of love 
 Does no such cruelties approve ; 
 Mild as thyself, thy doctrine wields 
 No aTms, but what persuasion yields. 
 
 4 By proofs divine, and reasons strong, 
 It draw r s the willing soul along; 
 
 And conquests to thy church acquires, 
 By eloquence which Heaven inspires. 
 
 3Q7 HYMN. L. M. 
 
 Ps. 17: 15. Satisfied with thy likeness. 
 1 \ RISE my soul! on wings sublime— 
 XjL Rise from the vanities of time; 
 Remove the parting veil — and see 
 The glories of eternitv! 
 
368, 369 THE CHRISTIAN. 
 
 2 Born by a new, celestial birth, 
 Why should I grovel here on earth? 
 Why grasp at vain and fleeting toys, 
 So near to heaven's eternal joys? 
 
 3 Shall aught beguile me on the road, 
 While 1 am walking bac.k to God? 
 Or can I love this earth so well 
 
 As not to long with God to dwell? 
 
 4 To dwell with God! — to taste his love, 
 Is the full heaven enjoyed above; 
 
 The glorious expectation now 
 Is heavenly bliss begun below, 
 
 °fiR HYMN. L. M. Medlei/. 
 
 Deut. 8: 11. Forget not the Lord thy God. 
 
 1 A TTEND my soul the sacred page, 
 /jl Let all its truths thy pow'rs engage 
 
 And mark this passage on record, 
 Beware, lest thou forget the Lord. 
 
 2 My sinful nature proves, indeed, 
 That I this caution daily need; 
 <■) may it in my heart be sior'd. 
 Beware, lest thou forget the Lord. 
 
 3 If in thee fierce temptations rage, 
 Or hosts of hell thy soul engage, 
 Then, be thou mindful of this word, 
 Beware lest thou forget the Lord. 
 
 4 Thro' all thy pilgrimage below, 
 In paths of comfort, or of woe, 
 
 And when thou, death's cold stream shall ford, 
 Beware, lest thou forget the Lord. 
 
 5 Look up, my soul, and onward press, 
 Leaning on all-sufficient grace; 
 
 And come what will, think on this word, 
 Beware, lest thou forget the Lord. 
 
 3(>9 HYMN. C, M. Watts. 
 
 Isa. 61: 10. In thy righteousness. 
 1 \ WAKE my heart, arise my tongue, 
 3. Prepare a tuneful voice, 
 In God, the life of all my joys, 
 Moud will I rejoice. 
 
THE CHPwISTJAX 270,371 
 
 2 'Tis he adorn' d my naked soul, 
 
 And made salvation mine; 
 Upon a poor polluted worm 
 He makes his graces shine. 
 
 3 And lest the shadow of a spot 
 
 Should on my soul be found, 
 He took Lhe robe the Saviour wrought, 
 And cast it all around. 
 
 4 How far the heavenly robe exceeds 
 
 What earthly princes wear! 
 These ornaments how bright they shine, 
 How white the garments are. 
 
 5 The Spirit wrought my faith and love, 
 
 And hope and every grace; 
 
 But Jesus spent his life to work 
 
 The robe of righteousness. 
 
 6 Strangely, my soul, art thou array' d 
 
 By the great sacred Three; 
 In sweetest harmony of praise 
 Let all thy powers agree. 
 
 
 370 HYMN. Ss. 8s. 6s. 
 
 Phil; 1: 21. To live is Christ — to die, gain. 
 
 1 "DRIGHT scenes of bliss, unclouded skies, 
 j) Invite my soul— could I rise, 
 
 _\or leave a thought below! 
 I'd bid farewell to anxious care. 
 And say to every tempting snare, 
 
 Heav'n calls, and I must go. 
 
 2 Heav'n calls, and can I yet delay? 
 Can aught on earth engage my stay? 
 
 Ah, wretched lingering heart! 
 Come, Lord, with strength, and life, and light, 
 Assist and guide my upward flight, 
 
 And bid the world depart. 
 
 *>7] HYMN, L. M. ISlewton. 
 
 Heb. 11: 5. He had this testimony, that he 
 •pleased God. 
 1 T)Y faith in Christ I walk with God, 
 JD With heav'n, mv journey's end in view, 
 Supported by his staff and rod, 
 My road is safe and pleasant too. 
 
373 THE CHRISTIAN. 
 
 2 I travel through a desert wide, 
 
 Where many round me blindly stray; 
 But he vouchsafes to be my guide, 
 And keeps me in the narrow way. 
 
 3 Though snares and dangers throng my path, 
 
 And earth and hell my course withstand, 
 I triumph over all by faith, 
 
 Guarded by his Almighty hand. 
 
 4 The wilderness affords no food, 
 
 But God for my support prepares; 
 Provides me ev'ry needful good, 
 And frees my soul from wants and cares, 
 
 5 With him sweet converse I maintain, 
 
 Great as he is, 1 dare be free; 
 
 I tell him all my grief and pain, 
 
 And he reveals his love to me. 
 
 6 Some cordial from his word he brings, 
 
 Whene'er my feeble spirit famts: 
 At once my soul revives and sings, 
 And yields no more to sad complaints. 
 
 7 I pity all the worldling's talk 
 
 Of pleasures that will quickly end: 
 Be this my choice, Lord, to walk 
 
 With thee, my guide, my guard, my friend. 
 
 372 
 
 HYMN. 6s. Ss. 
 Exod. 17: 15. The Lord my banner. 
 
 BY whom was David taught 
 To aim the dreadful blow, 
 
 When he Goliah fought 
 
 And laid the Gittite low? 
 No sword nor spear the stripling took, 
 But chose a pebble from the brook. 
 
 'Twas Israel's God and king 
 
 Who sent him to the fight, 
 
 Who gave him strength to sling, 
 
 And skill to aim aright, 
 Ye feeble saints, your strength endures, 
 Because young David's God is yours. 
 
 Who ordered Gideon forth, 
 
 To storm the invader's camp 
 
 With arms of little worth, 
 
 A pitcher and a lamp? 
 
THE CHRISTIAN. 373 
 
 The trumpets made his coming known, 
 And all the host was overthrown. 
 
 Oh! I have seen the day, 
 
 When with a single word, 
 
 God helping me to say, 
 
 My trust is in the Lord: 
 My soul has quell'd a thousand foes. 
 Fearless of ail that could oppose. 
 
 But unbelief, self-will, 
 
 Self-righteousness, and pride, 
 
 How often do they steal 
 
 My weapon from my side! 
 Yet David's Lord, and Gideon's Friend 
 Will help his servant to the end.. 
 
 373 
 
 
 HYMN. C M. Kirkfiam, 
 Mark 8: 38. Bearing the cross. 
 
 1 T^IDST thou, dear Jesus suffer shame, 
 JLr And bear the cross for me? 
 
 And shall 1 fear to own thy name, 
 Or thy disciple be? 
 
 2 Forbid it, Lord, that I should dread 
 
 To suffer shame or loss; 
 Oh, let me in thy footsteps tread, 
 And glory in thy cross. 
 
 3 Inspire my soul with life divine, 
 
 And holy courage bold: 
 Letknowledge, faith, and meekness shine, 
 Nor love, nor zeal grow cold. 
 
 4 Say to my soul, 'Why dost thou fear 
 
 The face of feeble clav? 
 Behold thy Saviour ever near, 
 Will guard thee in the way.' 
 
 5 Oh, how my soul would rise and run, 
 
 At this reviving word: 
 Nor any painful sufT rings shun, 
 To follow thee, my Lord. 
 
 6 Let sinful men reproach, defame. 
 
 And call thee what they will, 
 If I may glorify thy name, 
 And be thy servant still. 
 
374, 375 THE CHRISTIAN 
 
 07A HYMX C. M. 
 
 * ^ Ps. 73: 24. Thou skalt guide me. 
 
 1 INTERNAL God, our wondering souls 
 JLLa Admire thy matchless grace: 
 
 That thou wilt walk— that thou wilt dwell 
 With Adam's sinful race. 
 
 2 Cheered with thy presence, I can trace 
 
 The desert with delight: 
 Through all the gloom one smile of thine- 
 Can dissipate the night. 
 
 3 ^Xor shall I through eternal days 
 
 A restless pilgrim roam: 
 Thy hand, that now directs my course, 
 Shall soon convey me home. 
 
 4 Joyful my spirit will consent 
 
 To drop its mortal load, 
 And hail the sharpest pangs of death — 
 That break its way to God. 
 
 ♦>7^ HYMN. L. M. Medley. 
 
 ' Ps. 103. Thou art my God. 
 
 1 "INTERNAL Sov'reign, I-ord of all, 
 X-J Prostrate before thy throne I fall, 
 While here my claim and song 1 raise, 
 'Thou art my God, and thee I'll praise.* 
 
 2 Hence all my comforts, safety, peace. 
 And all those joys which never cease. 
 Thou guide and strength of all my ways, 
 'Thou art my God, and thee I'll praise.' 
 
 3 In all my tiials and my fears, 
 In all my sorrows and my tears, 
 In all my dark and gloomy days, 
 'Thou art my God, and thee I'll praise/ 
 
 4 Thro' Christ I view thy wrath appeas'd, 
 In him I see thee fully pleas' d: 
 
 My soul on this foundation stays, 
 'Thou art my God. and thee I'll praise.' 
 
 5 Be this my glory when I rise 
 
 To that bright world above the skies; 
 Forever there this song I'll raise, 
 'Thou art my Grid, and thee 1*11 praise/ 
 

 THE CHRISTIAN. 376,377 
 
 375 HYMN. S. M. 
 
 The Christian hound Heavenward, 
 
 1 T71ROM Egypt lately freed 
 
 Jj By the Redeemer's grace! 
 A rough and thorny path we tread, 
 In hopes to see his face. 
 
 2 The flesh dislikes the way, 
 But faith approves it well; 
 
 ' This only leads to endless day; 
 All others lead to hell. 
 
 3 The promis'd land of peace. 
 Faith keeps in constant view; 
 
 How dirT'rent from the wilderness, 
 We now are passing through! 
 
 4 Here, often from our eyes 
 Clouds hide the light divine; 
 
 There we shall have unclouded skies, 
 
 Our sun shall always shine. 
 o Here, griefs, and cares, and pains, 
 
 And fears distress us sore: 
 But there eternal pleasure reigns, 
 
 And we shall weep no more. 
 6 Lord, pardon our complaints, 
 
 We follow at thy call; 
 The joy prepar'd for suff'ring saints* 
 
 Will make amends for all. 
 
 X G 
 
 1 377 HYMN. C. M. 
 
 Rom. 6: 2. Christians forbidden to sin, 
 2^ RACE, like an uncorrupted seed, 
 Abides.and reigns within; 
 Immortal principles forbid 
 The sons of God to sin. 
 
 2 Not by the terrors of a slave, 
 Do they perform his will: 
 
 But with the noblest powers they have, 
 His sweet commands fulfil. 
 
 3 They find access at every hour 
 To God within the veil: 
 
 Hence they derive a quickening power, 
 And joys that never fail. 
 
 h3 
 
378, 379 THE CHRISTIAN. 
 
 4 Oh happy souls! — oh glorious state 
 Of overflowing grace! 
 To dwell so near iJieir Father's seat, 
 And see his lovely face. 
 
 378 
 
 HYMN. C. M. 
 
 Heb. J 2: 7. Chastened, and comforted. 
 
 1 TTEAR this, ye fav'rites of the Lord, 
 -LX Who mourn beneath his rod; 
 Hear, and rejoice at every word, 
 
 And trust your loving God. 
 
 2 Hear, and dismiss your gloomy fears, 
 
 And tune your joyful songs; 
 Each word rebuli.es your flowing tears, 
 And your complaining tongues. 
 
 3 Come, ye that doubt Jehovah's love 
 
 Because you're sore distress'd, 
 Here is a cordial from above, 
 To ease your troubled breast. 
 
 4 Thus saith the Lord, the only wise — 
 
 'I wiH my children prove; 
 'I will rebuke, 1 will chastise 
 Ms many as I love. 
 
 5 Til punish and subdue their pride, 
 
 *I will be known their God; 
 'Love, to their precious souls shall guide 
 'My sin-avenging rod. 
 
 6 *To them Til manifest my care, 
 
 'A? faithful fathers do; 
 Til teach them reverence and fear, 
 •And thev shall love me too.' 
 
 070 HYMN. C M. 
 
 Parting with carnal joys. 
 
 Mark 10: 23. We have left all, and followed Thee, 
 
 1 T~\EAR Saviour, we rejoice to hear 
 \J Poor sinners sweetly lell 
 
 How thou art pleas'd to save from sin, 
 From sorrow, death, and hell. 
 
 2 Lord, we unite to praise thy name 
 
 For grace co freely given; 
 Still may they keep in Zion's road, 
 And dwell" at last in heaven. 
 
THE CHRISTIAN. 380,381,3$! 
 
 ooa HYMN. CM. 
 
 oou Matth.5: 16. Let your light so shine. 
 
 1 T ASK not honor, pomp, or praise, 
 X By worldly men esteem' d; 
 
 I wish from sin's deceitful ways 
 To feel my soul redeem'd. 
 
 2 I wish, as faithful Christians do, 
 
 Dear Lord, to live to Thee, 
 And by my words and walk to show, 
 That Thou hast died for me. 
 
 3 grant me, through thy precious blood, 
 
 ihy Gospel thus to grace; 
 Renew my heart, Lamb of God; 
 Thus shall my works Thee praise. 
 
 T 
 
 3g 1 HYMN. CM. 
 
 Jer. 31: 17. There is hope in their end* 
 ' TAKE thee at thy gracious word: 
 Let it accomplished be: 
 According to thy promise, Lord, 
 In death remember me! 
 2 seal it, Lord, upon my heart; 
 And when I life resign, 
 My hope if in my end Thou art, 
 Thou art forever mine. 
 
 382 HYMN. C M. 
 
 Gen. 25: 8. Gathered to his people. 
 
 1 TS God's peculiar people mine? 
 A To them I then shall be 
 Gather'd beneath the Saviour's sign, 
 
 And Christ in Glory see. 
 
 2 Gather'd into the Church above, 
 
 Whoe'er to Christ belong 
 Shall meet to sing the song of love, 
 The Lamb's eternal song. 
 
 j*4 
 
3S3, 3S4 THE CHRISTIAN. 
 
 QGQ HYMN. C. M. 
 
 ^ Phil. 1: 23. To be wit/i Christ, is far better. 
 
 1 T ONG have 1 tried terrestrial joys, 
 5 A But here can find no rest: 
 
 Far from its vanity and noise, 
 'To be with Christ is best.' 
 
 2 'Tis desert here; and thorns and foes, 
 
 Do all the road infest; 
 The dangers of the journey's short, 
 'To be with Christ is best:' 
 
 3 When earth can no delights afford, 
 
 He spreads a heavenly feast; 
 Such dainties crown his royal board, 
 'To be with Christ is best.' 
 
 4 By this I fly the desert through, 
 
 And feel my soul refresh' d; 
 What can obstruct me when I know, 
 'To be with Christ is best.' 
 
 5 There an eternity with thee, 
 
 I'll think myself well blest; 
 
 1 see thee here; but oh! to be, 
 
 'To be with Christ is best.' 
 
 3§4 HYMN. L. M. 
 
 Isa. 26: 8. The desire of our soul, is to thy name. 
 
 1 T ORD, I confess my guilt and shame, 
 JlJ Which separates my soul from thee; 
 
 Yet the remembrance of thy name 
 Is dear, supremely dear to me. 
 
 2 Break down the separating wall, 
 
 O, rid me of this earthly mind; 
 My soul would soon obey the call, 
 And run and leave her fears behind. 
 
 3 Jesus, allure me by thy grace, 
 
 Why should I grovel in the dust? 
 Thee, would my arms of faith embrace, 
 Thou art the object of my trust. 
 
 4 Draw me from unbelief and pride, 
 
 From ev'ry sin, from ev'ry snare; 
 Fain would I in thy chambers hide, 
 And banish ev'rv mortal care, 
 
THE CHRISTIAN. 166 
 
 With thee, my Lord, I would retire, 
 
 And spend the remnant of my days: 
 Draw me, I burn with strong desire. 
 
 Draw me, and I will sing thy praise- 
 6 Draw me, my Jesus, with thy love, 
 
 I cannot bear thy awful frown; 
 0, draw my heart and soul above, 
 
 And let me tread the tempter down ! 
 
 385 HYMN. L. M. 
 
 Bom. 7: 21. When I would do good, evil 
 is present. 
 
 1 T OFiD, I lament my wretched heart, 
 I A So apt from Jesus lo depart! 
 
 So prone to wander from my iove, 
 And after other objects tovc. 
 
 2 Oft, while I'm in thy house of prayer, 
 Vain thoughts pursue my mind e'en there; 
 To draw my foolish heart from God, 
 And tempt my fickle mind abroad. 
 
 3 Whene'er I would attempt to pray, 
 Some trivial thing will take away 
 My thoughts from Christ; from him I start, 
 God has my lips, the world my heart! 
 
 4 In reading of thy sacred word, 
 How seldom do I view the Lord? 
 In love to sinners, there to shine 
 In almost every page and line! 
 
 5 If I retire to meditate 
 On things divine, thy word relate, 
 Straight I'm snrpris'd with numerous cares, 
 That crowd upon me unawares! 
 
 6 Say, when shall I, dear Lord be free 
 From sin, and from inconstancy! 
 No more entangled with those snares, 
 Of worldly thoughts and worldly cares. 
 
 7 Haste, dearest Lord, the happy hour 
 When I shall stray from thee no more: 
 Break down these walls which hinder me 
 From serving thee at liberty. 
 
386, 357, 3SS THE CHRISTIAN. 
 
 QOQ HYMN. L. M. 
 
 Matth. 5: 48. Be ye therefore perfect. 
 
 1 T ORD! I would be a child of thine, 
 J_J And thy blest image ever bear; 
 Deeply impress this heart of mine 
 With glories which I cannot share. 
 
 2 Let these my admiration raise, 
 And fill me with religious awe; 
 
 Tune both my heart and tongue to praise, 
 And bend me to thy holy law. 
 
 3 Bat where I may resemble thee, 
 And in the godlike nature share, 
 Thy humble follower let me be, 
 And somewhat of thy likeness bear. 
 
 4 Pure may I be, averse from sin, 
 Just, holy, merciful, and true: 
 And let thine image form'd within, 
 Shine out in all 1 speak or do. 
 
 007 HYMN. C. M. Hart. 
 
 00 4 Luke 7: 42. He frankly forgave them both. 
 
 1 IV/FERCY ia welcome news indeed, 
 JLVJL To those who guilty stand; 
 Wretches that feel what help they need, 
 
 Will bless the helping hand. 
 
 2 Who rightly would his alms dispose, 
 
 Must give them to the poor ; 
 None but the wounded patient knows 
 The comforts of his cure. 
 
 3 We all have sinn'd against our God; 
 
 Exception none can boast; 
 But he that feels the heaviest load, 
 Will prize forgiveness most. 
 
 VQQ HYMN. C. M. 
 
 ouo Matth. 28: 5. Ye seek Jesus. 
 
 J "JVTY Saviour! on Mount Calvary, 
 j3_L And naar thy cross I stand, 
 The most delightful place to me 
 In all Judea's land. 
 
THE CHRISTIAN. 339, 390 
 
 la those pierc'd hands, and feet, and side, 
 
 And that distressed face, 
 With reverence, let me always view 
 
 The Lord, my Righteousness. 
 I And were those pains endur'd for me? 
 
 Lord help my feeble tongue, 
 To spread the wonders of thy love 
 
 In a melodious song. 
 
 309 HYMN. L. M. Wayne. 
 
 The Happy Choice. 
 Luke 10: 42. And Mary hath chosen that good part, 
 
 1 /~^H, happy day, that fis'd my choice, 
 \_J On thee, my Saviour, and my God; 
 Well may this glowing heart rejoice, 
 
 And tell its raptures all abroad. 
 
 2 Oh, happy bond, that seals my vows 
 
 To him who merits all my love! 
 
 Let cheerful anthems fill the house, 
 
 While to his altar now I move. 
 
 3 'Tis done — the great transaction's done, 
 
 I am my Lord's and he is mine: 
 He drew me, and I followed on, 
 Rejoiced to own the call divine. 
 
 4 Now rest— my long-divided heart — ■ 
 
 Fix'd on this blissful centre, rest- 
 Here have I found a nobler part, 
 
 Here heavenly pleasures fill my breast. 
 
 5 High heaven, that hears 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. 
 
 >90 HYMX. C. M. Bedham. 
 
 A nearness to God long-d for. 
 
 Ps. 34: 18. The Lord is nigh unto them that art of a 
 broken heart. 
 1 (~\R, could I find from day to day, 
 \_J A nearness to my God: 
 Then should my hours glide sweet away, 
 While leaning on his word. 
 
391,392 THE CHRISTIAN, 
 
 2 Lord, 1 desire with thee to live, 
 
 Anew from day to day; 
 In joys the world can never give, 
 Nor ever take away. 
 
 3 Jesus, come and rule my heart, 
 
 And make me wholly thine, 
 That I may never more depart, 
 Nor grieve thy love divine. 
 
 4 Thus till my last expiring breath, 
 
 Thy goodness I'll adore; 
 And when my flesh dissolves in death, 
 My soul shall love thee more. 
 
 391 HYMN. C. M. 
 
 The Disobedient Christian in Darkness 
 
 Gen. 25: 22. Why am 1 thus? 
 
 1 f~\ THAT I knew it were the case, 
 \J My soul was born of God, 
 And find myself among that race, 
 
 Wash'd in a Saviour's blood. 
 
 2 The time has been I thought I knew 
 
 The bless' d Redeemer's voice; 
 1 thought I lost my burden too, 
 And felt my heart rejoice. 
 
 3 I thought my will was then resign' d 
 
 To the Redeemer's ways, 
 And felt my inmost soul inclin'd 
 To tell the world his grace. 
 
 4 But 0! too soon the scene was turn'd, 
 
 1 lost the pleasing view; 
 I lost that sweetness once 1 found, 
 Lost earthly pleasures too. 
 
 5 Jesus, wilt thou now appear, 
 
 With thine almighty arm 
 These clouds dispel, my standing clear, 
 And show me what I am. 
 
 QQO HYMN. C. M. 
 
 i Cor. 9: 24. So run that ye may obtain* 
 1 /A LET me run the christian race 
 \J With diligence and speed! 
 God's word, his Spirit, and his Grace, 
 Do a LI to duty lead, 
 
THE CHRISTIAN. S93, ZU 
 
 *2 Did Jesus leave the realms of bliss. 
 To save from sin and hell? 
 A love so wonderful as this 
 Calls for a glowing zeal. 
 3 Those who to Christ for refuse flee, 
 Should is his footsteps tread: 
 Out Prophet, Priest, and King should be 
 Both trusted and obev'd. 
 
 3QQ KYMN. L. M. Cower. 
 
 * Calling upon Christ in Temptation and Affliction.. 
 
 i np.HR billows swell, the winds are high, 
 
 JL Clouds overcast my wintry sky; 
 
 Out of the depths to thee L call; 
 
 My fears are great, my strength is small. 
 
 2 Lord, the pilot's part perform, 
 
 And guide and guard me through the storm; 
 Defend me from each threat'ning ill, 
 Control the waves, say, 'Peace — be still!' 
 
 3 Amidst the roaring of the sea, 
 
 My soui still hangs her hopes on thee; 
 Thy constant love, thy faithful care 
 Is ail that saves me from despair. 
 
 4 Dangers of every shape and name 
 Attend the followers of the Lamb, 
 Who leave the world's deceitful shore, 
 And leave it to return no more. 
 
 5 Though tempest-toss' d,, and half a wreck, 
 My Saviour through the floods I seek; 
 
 Let neither winds ner stormy rain 
 Force back my shatter' d bark again. 
 
 ^94 HYMN. C. M. Fawcett. 
 
 Beut. 1: 17. The cause that is too hard fur you 9 
 
 I will hear it. 
 1 nnHE cause that is for me too hard., 
 _L i'll make to Jesus known; 
 Til cast my burdens on the Lord, 
 And leave them at his throne. 
 % He will his cheering grace impart, 
 And ease my aniious breast; 
 His love can heal my wounded hearty 
 Ave bring nay seal to rest. 
 
396 THE CHRISTIAN. 
 
 3 The Judge supreme must needs do right* 
 
 Whoe'er should me condemn: 
 He'll bring my judgment to the light, 
 And clear my injur'd name. 
 
 4 He calls me by his precious word, 
 
 And bids me not to fear; 
 The cause that is for me too hard, 
 My gracious God will hear. 
 
 395 HYMN. C. M. Hart 
 
 John 16: 33. In the world Tribulation — in mm 
 Peace. 
 
 1 rpHE souls that would to Jesus press, 
 
 JL Must fix this firm and sure, 
 That tribulation, more or less, 
 They must and shall endure. 
 
 2 From this there can be none exempt; 
 
 'Tis God's own wise decree; 
 Satan, the weakest saint will tempt; 
 Nor is the strongest free. 
 
 3 The world opposes from without, 
 
 And unbelief within: 
 We fear, we faint, we grieve, we doubt, 
 And feel the load of sin. 
 
 4 Glad frames too often lift us up: 
 
 And then how proud we grow! 
 'Till sad desertion makes us droop; 
 
 And down we sink as low. 
 Ten thousand baits the foe prepares, 
 
 To catch the wandering heart; 
 And seldom do we see the snares, 
 
 Before we feel the smart. 
 But let not all this terrify — 
 
 Pursue the narrow path; 
 Look to the Lord with steadfast eye, 
 
 And fight with hell by faith. 
 7 Though we are feeble, Christ is strong, 
 
 His promises are true: 
 We shall be conqu'rors all, ere long. 
 
 And more lhan conqu'rors too. 
 
THE CHRISTIAN. 396, 397 
 
 OQfi HYMN. C. M. Watts, 
 
 0i7U Job 23: 3, 4. O that I knew where I might find 
 Hi?n. 
 
 1 /~\ THAT I knew the secret place, 
 \J Where I might find my God! 
 I'd spread my wants before his face, 
 
 And pour my woes abroad. 
 
 2 I'd tell him how my sins arise, 
 
 What sorrows 1 sustain; 
 How grace decays, and comfort dies. 
 And leaves my soul in pain. 
 
 3 He knows what arguments I'd take 
 
 To wrestle with my God; 
 I'd plead for his own mercy's sake, 
 And for my Saviour's biood, 
 
 4 My God will pity my complaints, 
 
 And heal my broken bones; 
 He takes the meaning of his saints, 
 The language of their groans. 
 6 Arise, my soul, from deep distress, 
 And banish every fear: 
 He calls thee to rus throne of grace, 
 To spread thy sorrows there. 
 
 ^Q7 HYMN. C. M. Doddridsre. 
 
 o; * * Prov. 23: 17. Be thou in the fear of God all the 
 
 day. 
 
 1 rpHRICE happy souls, who, born from he&v'n, 
 
 JL While yet they sojourn here, 
 Humbly begin their days with God, 
 And spend them in his fear. 
 
 2 So may our eyes with holy zeal 
 
 Prevent the dawning day, 
 And turn the sacred pages oV.r, 
 And praise thy name, and pray. 
 
 3 'Midst hourly cares may love present 
 
 Its incense to thy throne — 
 And, while the world our hands employ. 
 Our hearts be thine alone! 
 
 4 As sanctified to noblest ends, 
 
 Be each refreshment sought; 
 And, by each various providence, 
 $»roe wise instruction broughi 
 
tt *ViW CHRISTIAN. 
 
 5 When to laborious duties cali'd, 
 
 Or by temptations try'd, 
 We'll seek the shelter of thy wings, 
 And to thy strength confide. 
 
 6 As different scenes of life arise, 
 
 Our grateful hearts would be 
 With thee, amidst the social band— - 
 In solitude with thee: 
 
 7 At night we lean oar weary heads 
 
 On thy paternal breast; 
 And safely folded in thine arms, 
 Resign our powers to rest. 
 
 8 In solid pure delights like these, 
 
 Let all my days be past; 
 Nor shall I then impatient wish, 
 Nor shall 1 fear, the last, 
 
 398 
 
 HYMN. 8s, 7s, 4s. 
 Rom. 13: 12. The prospect of Heaven* 
 
 1 TTIY'RY moment brings me nearer 
 Ha To my long sought, rest above, 
 Higher mounts my soul, and higher— 
 
 O how happy to remove. 
 
 Tjien, forever, 
 
 1 shall sing redeeming love. 
 
 2 Soon shall I be gone to glory — 
 
 Join the bright angelic race; 
 Then repeat the pleasing story, 
 
 1- was saved by sovereign grace: 
 And forever 
 View my loving Saviour's face. 
 
 3 Though my burden sore oppress me,. 
 
 And 1 shrink beneath my pain, 
 Jesus, he will soon release me, 
 
 And your loss will be my gain: 
 Precious Saviour, 
 With my Lord I shall remain, 
 
THE CHRISTIAN. 39 l J, 400 
 
 oqq HYMN. 7s. Tovlady. 
 
 0i ^ Phil. 3: 8. All tilings 'loss for Christ. 
 
 1 TJAPPINESS, thou lovely name, 
 JtjL Where's thy seat, tell me where? 
 Learning, pleasure, wealth, and fame, 
 Ali cry out — 'It is not here.' 
 
 2 Not the. wisdom of the wise 
 Can inform us where it lies; 
 Not the grandeur of the great 
 Can the bliss I seek create. 
 
 2 Object of my firet desire, 
 Jesus, crucified for me! 
 All to happiness aspire, 
 Only to he found in thee: 
 
 4 Thee to praise, and thee to know, 
 Constitute our bliss below; 
 Thee to see, and thee to love, 
 Constitute our bliss above. 
 
 5 Lord, it is not life to live, 
 If thy presence thou deny, 
 Lord, if thou thy presence give, 
 'Tis no longer death to die; 
 
 6 Source and giver of repose, 
 Singly from thy smile it tiows: 
 Peace and happiness are thine; 
 Mine they are, if thou art mine. 
 
 CHRISTIAN—HIS TRIALS AND TRIUMPHS* 
 
 400 HYMN. L. M. Swain. 
 
 1 John 3: 2. The disciple whom Jesus Loved* 
 1 AND am I blest wiih Jesus' love? 
 u_jl And shall I dwell with him above? 
 And will the joyful period come 
 
 When I shall call the heavens my home? 
 
-401 HIS TRIALS AND TRIUMPHS. 
 
 2 Think, O my soul, what must it be 
 
 A world of glorious minds to see; 
 Drink at the fountain-head of peace, 
 And bathe in everlasting bliss. 
 
 3 To hear them all at once proclaim 
 
 Eternal glories to the Lamb; 
 And join, with joyful heart and tongue, 
 That new, that never-ending song. 
 
 4 And does the happy hour draw near, 
 
 When Christ will in the clouds appear; 
 And I without a veil shall see 
 The Man, the God that bled for me? 
 
 5 If in my soul such joy abounds, 
 
 While weeping faith explores his wounds, 
 How glorious will those scars appear, 
 When perfect bliss forbids a tear. 
 
 6 Think, my soul, if 'tis so sweet 
 
 On earth to sit at Jesus' feet, 
 What must it be to wear a crown, 
 And sit with Jesus on the throne! 
 
 401 
 
 HYMN. S. M. 
 The expiring Saint triumphant. 
 
 Acts 7: 59. Lord Jesus receive ray spirit. 
 
 1 T SEE the pleasant bed 
 
 JL Where lies the dying saint 
 Though in the icy arms of death, 
 He utters no complaint. 
 
 2 His aspect is serene; 
 
 He smiles in joyful hope; 
 He knows that arm on which he rests 
 Is an unfailing prop. 
 
 3 He lifts his eyes in love 
 To his almighty Friend, 
 
 Whose power from every fear secures, 
 And guards him to the end. 
 
WORSHIP 402, 403 
 
 He speaks of dying love. 
 
 Which his kind Lord displayed. 
 And trusts, though conquered now by death, 
 
 He shall like him be made. 
 
 He knows his Saviour died, 
 
 And from the dead arose: 
 He looks for victory o'er the grave, 
 
 And death, the last of foes. 
 
 His happy soul is washed 
 
 Jn sin-atoning blood: 
 Exulting in eternal love, 
 
 He wings his way to God 
 
 WORSHIP. 
 
 1AO HYMN. L. M. 
 
 * v Matth. 5: 9—13. The Lord's Prayer, 
 
 1 TT^ATHER, adored in worlds above, 
 
 Jr Thy glorious name be hallowed still ; 
 
 Thy kingdom come with power and love, 
 
 And earth like ! 'heaven obey thy will. 
 
 2 Lord, make our daily wants thy care; 
 
 Forgive the sins which we forsake; 
 And let us in thy kindness share, 
 As fellow-men of ours partake. 
 
 3 Evils beset us every hour! 
 
 Thy kind protection we implore: 
 Thine is the kingdom, thine the power, 
 He thine the glory evermore. 
 
 403 HYMN. L. M. Stowell. 
 
 Ps. 100: 5. The mercy of God everlasting 
 1 TT^ROM every stormy wind that blows, 
 3J From every swelling tide of woes, 
 There is a calm, a sure retreat, 
 *Tis found beneath the Mercy Seat, 
 
m WORSHIP. 
 
 2 There is a place where Jesus sheds 
 The oil of gladness on our heads, 
 
 A place, than all besides, more sweet — 
 It is the blood-bought Mercy Seat. 
 
 3 There is a scene where spirits blend, 
 Where friend holds fellowship with friend; 
 Tho' simder'd far, by faith they meet, 
 Around one common Mercy Seat. 
 
 4 Ah! whither could we ilee for aid, 
 When tempted, desolate, dismay'd; 
 Or how the host of hell defeat, 
 Had suffering saints no Mercy Seat. 
 
 5 There! there, on eagle wings we soar, 
 And sin and sense are fear'd no more, 
 
 And heaven comes down our souls to greet. 
 And glory crowns the Mercy Seat. 
 
 404 HYMN. L. M. Doddridge. 
 
 Praise to (lo<l for his unnumbered inerciea. 
 .1 TN glad amazement, Lord, we stand 
 . JL Amid the bounties of thy hand; 
 How numberless those bounties are! 
 How rich, how various, and how fair! 
 
 2 But, 0, what poor returns we make! 
 What lifeless thanks we pay thee back! 
 Lord, we confess, with humble shame, 
 Our offerings scarce deserve the name. 
 
 3 Fain would our laboring hearts devise 
 To bring some nobler sacrifice; 
 
 It. sinks beneath the mighty load; 
 What shall we render to our God? 
 
 4 To him we consecrate our praise, 
 And vow the remnant of our days: 
 Yet what, at best, can we pretend, 
 Worthy such gifts, from such a Friend? 
 
 5 In deep abasement, Lord, we see 
 Our emptiness and poverty; 
 Enrich our souls with erace divine, 
 /vnd make them worthier to be thine. 
 
WORSHIP, 405, 406 
 
 405 HYMN. L. M. Montgomery. 
 
 Ps. 19: 11. hi keeping Uiem— there is reward. 
 
 1 "]\/r^ r gracious Lord, 1 own thy right 
 JlYJL To every service i can pay; 
 And call it my supreme delight 
 
 To hear thy dictates and obey. 
 
 2 What is my being but for Thee, 
 Its sure support, its noblest end? 
 Thy ever-smiling face to see. 
 
 And serve the cause of such a friend? 
 
 3 I would not breathe for worldly joy, 
 Or to increase my worldly good;' 
 Nor future days or powers employ 
 To spread a sounding name abroad. 
 
 4 'Tis to my Saviour I would live- 
 To Him who for my ransom died; 
 Nor could untainted Eden give 
 Such bliss as blossoms at his side. 
 
 AQQ HYMN S. M. Waierberry. 
 
 1 John 2: 15. Love not trie world, 
 
 1 "]\/TY J esus » thou nast - taught 
 ±T_1_ This heart to love but thee; 
 The sweetest joys below are fraught, 
 
 With emptiness to me. 
 
 2 If sorrow shades my eyes, 
 - It is when thou art fled; 
 Deep in the dust my spirit lies 
 
 And mourns its comforts dead, 
 
 3 The world has lost its power, 
 
 To soothe this inward pain: 
 To me it is a faded ilower, 
 That cannot bloom again. 
 
 4 But when thy smile appears, 
 
 To chase my gloom away, 
 How bursts my song; how sinks my fears, 
 My night is turn'd to day. 
 
 5 Then, Lord, no more permit 
 
 This heart from thee to rove; 
 that I might forever sit, 
 At thy dear feet and love. 
 
407,408 WORSHIP. 
 
 4Q7 HYMN. L. M. 
 
 Eph. 5: 19. Singing with melody in your 
 hearts to the Lord. 
 
 1 /"|H! may our ardent zeal employ 
 
 \Jr Our loftiest thoughts, and loudest songs, 
 Let there be sung, with warmest joy, 
 Hosanna from ten thousand tongues. 
 
 2 Ye seraphs, who sit near his throne, 
 Begin to make his glories known, 
 
 Tune high your harps, and spread the sound 
 Throughout creation's utmost bound. 
 
 3 Yet, mighty God, our feeble frame 
 Attempts in vain to reach thy name: 
 The highest notes that angels raise, 
 Fall far below thy glorious praise. 
 
 4 no HYMN. 7's. 
 
 * Matth. 15: 22. Be it unto thee as thou will. 
 
 1 "pRAY'R an answer will obtain, 
 JL Though the Lord awhile delay; 
 None shall seek his face in vain, 
 
 JVone be empty sent away. 
 
 2 When the woman came from Tyre, 
 
 And for help to Jesus sought; 
 Though he granted her desire, 
 Yet at first he answer'd not: 
 
 3 From his words she draws a plea; 
 
 Though unworthy children's bread, 
 1 'Tis enough for one like me, 
 If with crumbs I may be fed.' 
 
 4 Jesus then his heart reveal' d — 
 
 'Woman, canst thou thus believe? 
 I to thy petition yield, 
 All that thou canst wish receive.'* 
 
 5 'Tis a pattern set for us, 
 
 How we ought to wait and pray; 
 None who plead and wrestle thus, 
 Shall be empty sent away. 
 
WORSHIP. », 410 
 
 A(\q HYMN. C. M. 
 
 ^ ue7 Pi. 27: 14. Wait on the Lord. 
 
 1 "DRAYER is Ihe work the Lord commands, 
 JL And owns and b 
 To him we'll lift our hearts and hands 
 And worship is his due. 
 - Nor shall our la i vain, 
 
 in Christ our loving Lord, 
 Who will our faith and hope maintain, 
 Aceoi 
 
 3 Wait oa him then, each praying soul, 
 
 And humbly trust his grace; 
 The happy end will crown the whole, 
 For you shall see his face. 
 
 4 There to eternity you'll sing, 
 
 In raptures all dii 
 The boundless glories of our king, 
 r him ever shine. 
 
 410 HYMN. C. M. Cjiyer. 
 
 Ezek. 2. 5. Wkei iet they will hear or forbear. 
 
 1 OIN has undone our wretched race, 
 O But Jesus has restored, 
 
 And brought the sinner face to face 
 With his fc :5- v -:-f be 
 
 2 This we repeat from year to year, 
 
 And press upon our youth; 
 Lord, give the o an ; :;en::ve ear, 
 Lord, save them r.h. 
 
 3 Blessings upon the rising race! 
 
 Make this an happy hour, 
 According to thy richest grace, 
 
 4 We fee: for your unh 
 
 (May you regard it too) 
 And would awhile ourselves forget, 
 
 5 We see, though you perceive it 
 
 The approach:/. ; ::n; 
 
 trera 
 
 \r>d f come! 
 
411,412 PRIVATE WORSHIP. 
 
 6 Dear Saviour, let this new born year 
 Spread an alarm abroad: 
 And cry, in ev'ry careless ear, 
 1 Prepare lo meet thy God!' 
 
 PRIVATE WORSHIP. 
 
 4H HYMN. L. M. Doddridge. 
 
 Ps. 4: 4. Commune with your own heart. 
 
 1 ~p ETURN, my roving heart, return, 
 
 l\ And chase these shadowy forms no more: 
 Seek out some solitude to mourn, 
 And thy forsaken God implore. 
 
 2 thou great God, whose piercing eye 
 Distinctly marks each deep recess ; 
 In these sequester'd hours draw nigh, 
 And with thy presence fill the place. 
 
 3 Through all the windings of my heart, 
 My search let heavenly wisdom guide, 
 And still its radiant beams impart, 
 Till all be search'd and purified. 
 
 4 Then, with the visits of thy love, 
 Vouchsafe my inmost soul to cheer ; 
 Till every grace shall join to prove 
 That God has fix'd his dwelling there. 
 
 4 t1<> HYMN. L. M. Beddome. 
 
 x * • Ps. 119: 143. That I might meditate in thy word. 
 
 1 /"""I RE AT God, oppress' d with grief and fear; 
 . vJT 1 take thy book and hope to find 
 
 Some gracious word of promise there, 
 To soothe the sorrows of my mind. 
 
 2 I turn the sacred volume o'er, 
 
 And search with care from page to page; 
 Of threat' nings find an amule store, 
 But naught that can my grief assuage. 
 
 3 And is there naught? Forbid, dear Lord, 
 So base a thought should e'er arise: 
 
 I'll search again; and while I search, 
 6 may thu &caies fall off rnina eye*. 
 
PRIVATE WORSHIP. 4 13, 4U 
 
 4 Tis done: and with transporting joy, 
 i read the heaven inspired lines; 
 There mercy spreads its brightest beams, 
 And truth with dazzling lustre shines. 
 
 5 Here's heavenly food for hungry souls, 
 And mines of gold t' enrich the poor; 
 Here's healing balm for every wound, 
 A salve for every fest'ring sore. 
 
 413 HYMN. L. M. President Davits. 
 Gal. 19: 20. Istand in doubt of yon. 
 
 1 X1THAT strange perplexities arise! 
 
 y V What anxious fears and jealousies! 
 What crowds in doubtful light appear! 
 How few, alas! approv'd and clear! 
 
 2 And what am I? — My soul, awake, 
 And an impartial survey take: 
 
 Does no dark sign, no ground of fear, 
 In practice or in heart, appear? 
 
 3 What image does my spirit bear? 
 Is Jesus form' d, and living there? 
 Say, do his lineaments divine, 
 
 In thought, and word, and action shine? 
 
 4 Searcher of hearts, search me still; 
 The secret of my soul reveal; 
 
 My fears remove; let me appear 
 
 To God, and my own conscience, clear. 
 
 5 Scatter the clouds which o'er my head 
 Thick glooms of dubious terror spread: 
 Lead me into celestial day, 
 
 And to myself, myself display. 
 
 6 May I at that bless' d world arrive, 
 
 Where Christ through all my soul shall live, 
 And give full proof that he is there, 
 Without one gloomy doubt or fear. 
 
 Ai A HYMN. CM. 
 
 ^ x ^ Matth. 6: 6. Enter into thy closet. 
 
 1 THATHER divine, thy piercing eye 
 
 JD Sees through the darkest night; 
 
 In deep retirement thou art nigh, 
 
 With heart-discerning sight. 
 
415, 416 PRIVATE WORSHIP. 
 
 2 There may that piercing: eye survey 
 
 My duteous homage paid, 
 With eveTy morning's dawning ray, 
 And every evening's shade. 
 
 3 0, let thy own celestial tire 
 
 The incense still inflame; 
 While my warm vows to thee aspire, 
 Through my Redeemer's name. 
 
 4 So shall the visits of thy love 
 
 My soul in secret bless: 
 So shalt thou deign in worlds above 
 Thy suppliant to confess. 
 
 415 HYMN. C. M. 
 
 1 Cor. 6: 17. He that is joined to the Lord is one 
 
 Spirit. 
 
 1 HP\EAR Father, to thy mercy-seat 
 
 I f My soul for shelter flies: 
 'Tis here 1 rind a safe retreat, 
 When storms and tempests rise. 
 
 2 My cheerful hope can never die, 
 
 if thou, my God, art near: 
 Thy grace can raise my comforts high, 
 And banish every fear. 
 
 3 My great Protector, and my Lord, 
 
 Thy constant aid impart; 
 Oh! let thy kind, thy gracious word 
 Sustain my trembling heart. 
 
 4 Oh! never let my soul lemove 
 
 From this divine retreat; 
 Still let me trust thy power and love, 
 And dwell beneath thy feet. 
 
 41ft HYMN. CM. 
 
 ^^ Ps. 3: 5. I slept— for thou kept me- 
 
 1 "J N mercy, Lord, remember me, 
 JL This instant passing night; 
 And grant to me most graciously 
 
 The safe-guard of thy might. 
 
 2 With cheerful heart I close my eyes, 
 
 Since thou wilt not remove: 
 0, in the morning, let me rise 
 Rejoicing in thy lore' 
 
FAMILY WORSHIP. 417, 418 
 
 3 Or, if this night should prove the last, 
 And end my transient days; 
 Lord, take me to thy promised rest, 
 Where I may sing thy praise. 
 i Thus I am sure to live or die 
 To Thee the God of love; 
 In life and death I do rely 
 On Thee who reign'st above. 
 
 FAMILY WORSHIP. 
 
 417 HYMN. C. M. 
 
 2 Chron. 7: 15. Mine ears attend unto the pray- 
 er made in this place. 
 
 1 ^1 RE AT God, where'er we pitch our tent, 
 vji Let us an altar raise; 
 
 And there with humble frame present 
 Our sacrifice of praise. 
 
 2 To thee we give our health and strength, 
 
 While health and strength shall last; 
 For future mercies humbly trust, 
 Nor e'er forget the past. 
 
 4lg HYMN. L. M. Steele. 
 
 Josh. 24: 15. As for me and my house we will 
 serve the Lord. 
 
 1 A H, wretched souls, who strive in vain, 
 XA. Slaves to the world, and slaves to sin! 
 A nobler toil may I sustain, 
 
 A nobler satisfaction win. 
 
 2 May I resolve, with all my heart, 
 With all my powers to serve the Lord, 
 Nor from his precepts e'er depart, 
 Whose service is a rich reward. 
 
 3 0, be his service all my joy, 
 Around let my example shine, 
 Till others love the bless' d employ, 
 And join in labors so divine. 
 
419, 420 FAMILY WORSHIP. 
 
 4 Be this the purpose of my soul. 
 My solemn, my determin'd choice, 
 To yield to his supreme control, 
 Arid in his kind commands rejoice. 
 
 5 0, may I never faint or tire, 
 
 Nor wand' ring leave his sacred ways: 
 Great God, accept my soul's desire, 
 And give me strength to live thy praise. 
 
 
 41 Q HYMN. L. M. Doddridge 
 
 Gen. 18: 19. He will command his children and 
 his household 
 
 1 TTUTHER of all thy care we bless, 
 
 V Which crowns our families with peace; 
 From thee they spring, and by thy hand 
 They have been, and are still sustain'd 
 
 2 To God, most worthy to be prais'd, 
 Be our domestic altars rais'd; 
 
 Who, Lord of heav'n, scorns not to dwell 
 With saints in their obscurest cell. 
 
 3 To thee may each united house, 
 Morning and night present its vows; 
 Our servants there, and rising race, 
 Be taught thy precepts, and thy grace. 
 
 4 0, may each future age proclaim 
 The honors of thy glorious name! 
 While pleas'd and thankful we remove 
 To join the family above. 
 
 120 
 
 HYMN. S. M. 
 Eph. 6: 4. Bringing them up in the admonition 
 of the Lord. 
 
 C^ REAT God, now condescend 
 X To bless our rising race ; 
 Soon may their willing spirits bend 
 To thy victorious grace! 
 what a vast delight 
 Their happiness to see! 
 Onr warmest wishes all unite 
 To lead their souls to thee. 
 
 
FAMILY WORSHIP. 421 
 
 Dear Lord, thy Spirit pour 
 
 Upon, our infant seed; 
 bring the long'd-for happy hour, 
 
 That makes them thine indeed. 
 
 May they receive thy word, 
 
 Confess the Saviour's name, 
 Then follow their despised Lord 
 
 Through the baptismal stream. 
 
 Thus let our favor'd race 
 
 Surround thy sacred board, 
 There to adore thy sovereign grace, 
 
 And sing their dying Lord. 
 
 421 HYMN. 8,8,6. Montgomery. 
 
 Josh. 24: 15. Me and my house— serve the Lord, 
 
 1 T AND my house will serve the Lord: 
 JL But first obedient to his word 
 
 I must myself appear; 
 By actions, words, and temper show 
 That I my heavenly Master know, 
 
 And serve with heart sincere. 
 
 2 I must the fair example set : 
 
 From those that on my pleasure wait, 
 
 The stumbling block remove; 
 Their duty by my life explain, 
 And stili in all my works maintain 
 
 The dignity of love. 
 
 3 Easy to be entreated, mild. 
 Quickly appeased and reconcil'd— 
 
 A follower of my God; 
 A saint indeed I long to be, 
 And lead my faithful family 
 
 In the celestial road. 
 4Lord, if thou didst the wish infuse, 
 A vessel fitted for thy use 
 
 Into thy hands receive; 
 Work in me both to will and do, 
 And show them how believers !;u« s 
 
 And real christians live. 
 
122, 425 FAMILY WORSHIP. 
 
 422 HYMN. C. M. H. K. White. 
 
 Family Worship. 
 
 Ps. 32: 6. For this shall every one that is godly pray 
 unio Ttiet. 
 
 1 f~\ LORD, another clay is flown, 
 \J And we, a lonely band, 
 
 Are met once more before thy throne. 
 To bless thy fost'ring hand. 
 
 2 And wilt thou bend a listening ear, 
 
 f o praises low as ours? 
 Thou wilt, for thou dost love to hear 
 The song which meekness pours. 
 
 3 And Jesus, thou thy smiles wilt deign, 
 
 As we before thee pray, 
 For thou didst bless the infant train, 
 And we are less than they. 
 
 4 0, let thy grace perform its part, 
 
 And let contention cease; 
 And shed abroad in every heart 
 Thine everlasting peace. 
 
 5 Thus chastened, cleansed, entirely thine, 
 
 A flock by Jesus led, 
 The sun of holiness shall shine 
 In glory on our head. 
 
 6 And thou wilt turn our wand' ring feet, 
 
 And thou wilt bless our way, 
 Till worlds shall fade and faith shall greet 
 The dawn of lasting day. 
 
 40Q HYMN. C. M. 
 
 *^ For Morning or Evening. 
 
 Ps. 55: 17. Evening, and morning, and at fioon will I 
 pray. 
 
 1 /^\N thee, each, morning, my God, 
 \^f My waking thoughts attend; 
 
 In whom are founded ail my hopes, 
 In whom my wishes end. 
 
 2 My soul in pleasing wonder lost, 
 
 Thy boundless love surveys, 
 And, iired with grateful zeal, prepares 
 The sacrifice of praiste- 
 
FAMILY WORSHIP. 4'M 
 
 3 When evening 1 slumbers press my eye3, 
 
 With thy protection bless'd, 
 In peace and safety I commit 
 My weary limbs to rest. 
 
 4 My spirit, in thy hands secure, 
 
 Fears no approaching ill; 
 for, whether waking or asleep, 
 Thou, Lord, art with me still. 
 
 5 Then will I daily to the world 
 
 Thy wondrous acts proclaim; 
 Whilst all with me shall praise and sing, 
 And bless thy sacred name. 
 
 6 At morn, at noon, at night, I'll still 
 
 Thy growing work pursue; 
 And thee alone will praise, to "whom 
 Eternal praise is due. 
 
 424 HYMN. C. M. Montgomery. 
 
 Acts 9: 11. Behold he prayeth. 
 
 1 "ORAY'ER is the soul's sincere desire, 
 
 \T Unutter'd or express'd, 
 The motion of a hidden fire 
 That trembles in the breast. 
 
 2 Pray'r is the burden of a sigh, 
 
 The falling of a tear; 
 The upward glancing of an eye, 
 When none but God is near. 
 
 3 Pray'r is the simplest form of speech 
 
 That infant lips can try, 
 Pray'r the sublimest strains that Teach 
 The majesty on high. 
 
 4 Pray'r is the christian's vital breath, 
 
 The christian's native air, 
 His watchword at the gate of death- 
 He enters heav'n with pray'T. 
 
 5 Pray'r is the contrite sinner's voice, 
 
 Returning from his ways, 
 While angels in their songs rejoice, 
 And say, — <Behold he prays.' 
 
425,426 FAMILY WORSHIP. 
 
 425 HYMN. L. 3VI. Upton. 
 
 Gratitude for journeying mercies. 
 
 1 TFWVAS God who kept me by his power; 
 
 _1_ His goodness, my soul, adore: 
 Preserved by him, to him 1 raise 
 This monument of grateful praise. 
 
 2 Many go out, and ne'er return, 
 But leave their families to mourn 
 The sad, irreparable blow, 
 Hasty, and vast, and awful too. 
 
 H Others, returned in safety, find, 
 
 Fled from the earth, some lovely mind, 
 Embrace in vain the breathless clay, 
 And wish to breathe themselves away. 
 
 4 What woes beyond my powers to count. 
 What sorrows to unknown amount 
 Might have occurred to wound my heart, 
 And bid my brightest scenes depart! 
 
 5 But God (his name my soul shall bless) 
 Still crowns my house with life and peace; 
 My life he crowns with every good, 
 
 And will be known a gracious God. 
 
 6 What can I do but ask his grace 
 Still to enhance my debt ol praise; 
 Jesus, my soul to thee I bring, 
 And ]f ng to serve thee while I sing. 
 
 49fi HYMN. 8.8. Topladv. 
 
 ^ 1 Sam. 7: 12. Hitherto the Lord hath helped vs. 
 
 1 TT7HAT though my frail eyelids refuse 
 
 VV Continual watchings to keep; 
 And, punctual as midnight renews, 
 
 Demand the refreshment of sleep; 
 A sovereign Protector I have, 
 
 Unseen, yet forever at hand, 
 Unchangeably faithful to save, 
 
 Almighty to rule and command. 
 
 2 From evil secure, and its dread, 
 
 I rest, if my Saviour is nigh. 
 And songs his kind presence indeed, 
 iShal) in the night season supply; 
 
FAMILY WORSHIP. 427 
 
 He smiles, and my comforts abound, 
 
 His grace as the dew shall descend, 
 And walls of salvation surround, 
 
 The soul he delights to defend. 
 Kind author and ground of my hope, 
 
 Thee, thee for my God I avow; 
 My glad Ebenezer set up, 
 
 And own thou hast help'd me till now: 
 I muse on the years that are past, 
 
 Wherein my defence thou hast proved. 
 Nor wilt thou relinquish at last 
 
 A sinner so signally loved. 
 
 427 
 
 HYMN. C. M. 
 Ps. 55; 17- Evening and morning will I pray, 
 
 1 nnHOU Son of God, whose flaming eyes 
 JL Our inmost thoughts perceive, 
 
 Accept the evening's sacrifice, 
 Which now to thee we give. 
 
 2 We bow before thy gracious throne, 
 
 And think ourselves sincere: 
 But show us, Lord, is ev e ry one 
 Thy real worshipper? 
 t Is here a soul that knows thee not, 
 Nor feels his want of thee — 
 A stranger to the blood which bought 
 His pardon on the tree? 
 4 Extort the cry, what must be done 
 To save a wretch like me? 
 How shall a trembling sinner shun 
 That endless misery? 
 & I must this instant now begin 
 Out of my sleep to wake, 
 And turn to God, and every sin 
 Continually forsake, 
 6 I must for faith incessant cry, 
 And wrestle, Lord, with thee; 
 I ntust be born again, or die 
 To all eternity. 
 
428, 429 PUBLIC WORSHIP. 
 
 PUBLIC WORSHIP. 
 
 428 HYMN. CM. 
 
 I John 3: 2. When we see him, we shall be 
 like him. 
 
 1 T LOVE to see the Lord below; 
 X His church displays his grace; 
 But upper worlds his glory know, 
 
 And view hirn face to face. 
 
 2 I love to worship at his feet, 
 
 Though sin annoy me there; 
 But saints, exalted near his seat, 
 Have no assaults to fear. 
 
 3 I love to meet him in his Court, 
 
 And taste his heavenly love; 
 But still his visits seem too short. 
 Or I too soon remove. 
 
 4 He shines — and I am all delight; 
 
 He hides — and all is pain: 
 When will he fix me in his sight, 
 And ne'er depart again? 
 
 5 Lord, I love thy service now; 
 
 Thy church displays thy power; 
 But soon in heaven I hope to view, 
 And praise thee evermore. 
 
 429 
 
 HYMN. L. M. Swain: 
 Ps; 73: 25. None on earth desired beside Thee 
 
 1 TESUS, thy saints assemble here 
 
 J Thy pow'r and goodness to declare; 
 Oh, may these happy seasons prove 
 That we have known redeeming love. 
 
 2 And, while of mercies past we speak, 
 And sing of endless joys to come, 
 Let thy full glories on us break, 
 And every thought give Jesus room! 
 
 3 No other food may we desire, 
 No other theme our bosoms fire, 
 But sov'reign, rich, redeeming love, 
 While here and when we dwell above? 
 
430 
 
 PUBLIC WORSHIP. 430, 431 
 
 HYMN. C. M. Newton, 
 On Opening a Place of Social Prayer. 
 
 1 TP^EAR Shepherd of thy people, hear, 
 xJ Thy presence now display; 
 
 As thou hast given a place for prayer, 
 So give us hearts to pray. 
 
 2 Within these walls let holy peace, 
 
 And love and concord dwell; 
 Here give the troubled conscience ease, 
 The wounded spirit heal. 
 
 3 Show us some token of thy love, 
 
 Our fainting hope to raise; 
 And pour thy blessings from above, 
 That we may render praise. 
 
 4 And may the gospel's joyful sound 
 
 Enforc'd by mighty grace, 
 Awaken many sinners round 
 To come and fill the place. 
 
 43 1 HYMN. S. M. Stennett. 
 
 The Pleasures of Social Worship. 
 
 1 TTOW charming is the place, 
 XX Where my Redeemer God 
 
 Unveils the beauties of his face, 
 And sheds his love abroad! 
 
 2 Not the fair palaces, 
 
 To which the great resort, 
 Are once to be compar'd with this, 
 Where Jesus holds his court. 
 
 3 Here, on the mercy-seat, 
 With radiant glory crown' d, 
 
 Our joyful eyes behold him sit, 
 And smile on all around. 
 
 4 To him their prayers and cries 
 Eaeh humble soul presents; 
 
 He listens to their broken sighs, 
 And grants them all their wants. 
 
 5 To them his sov'reign will 
 He graciously imparts; 
 
 And in return accepts, with smiles, 
 The tribute of their hearts. 
 
 i2 
 
432, 433 PUBLIC WORSHIP. 
 
 6 Give me, Lord, a place, 
 
 Within thy blest abode, 
 Among the children of thy grace, 
 The servants of my God. 
 
 A 00 HYMN. Ts. Turner. 
 
 *±o4 The ExC eilence of Public Worship. 
 
 1 T ORD of hosts, how lovely fair, 
 
 I a E'en on earth, thy temples are! 
 
 Here thy waiting people see 
 
 Much of heaven and much of Thee. 
 
 2 From thv gracious presence flows 
 Bliss that softens all our woes; 
 While thy Spirit's holy fire 
 Warms our hearts with pure desire. 
 
 3 Here we supplicate thy throne, 
 Here thou mak'st thy gloTies known; 
 Here we learn thy Tighteous 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. 
 
 ,100 HYMN. L. M. Steele. 
 
 ^° Ps 84. How amiable are iliy Tabernacles, 
 01 Lord of Hosts. 
 
 1 tjoW lovely, how divinely sweet, 
 JnL Lord, thy sacred courts appear! 
 Fain would my longing passions meet 
 The glories of thy presence there. 
 
 2 0, blest the men, blest theiT employ, 
 Whom thy indulgent favors raise 
 
 To dwell in those abodes of joy, 
 And sing thy never-ceasing praise. ^ 
 
 3 Happy the men, whom strength divine, 
 With ardent love and zeal inspires; 
 W 7 hose steps to thy blest way incline, 
 With willing hearts and warm desires. 
 
 4 One day within thy sacred gate 
 Affords more real joy to me, 
 
 Than thousands in the tents ot state; 
 The meanest place is bliss with thee. 
 
PUBLIC WORSHIP. 434 
 
 5' God is a sun; our brightest day 
 From his reviving presence flows; 
 God is a shield, through all the way, 
 To guard us from surrounding ibes. 
 
 6 He pours his kindest blessings down, 
 Profusely down on souls sincere; 
 
 And grace shall guide, and glory crown, 
 The happy fav' rites of his care. 
 
 7 Lord of hosts, thou God of grace, 
 How blest, divinely blest, is he, 
 
 Who trusts thy love, and seeks thy face, 
 And fixes all his hopes on thee! 
 
 434 HYMN. L. M. 
 
 Ps. 27. That I may dwell in the House of 
 the Lord. 
 
 1 nnHOU, Lord, my safety, thou my light, 
 JL What danger shall my soul affright 1 . 
 
 Strength of my life! what arm shall dare 
 To hurt whom thou hast own'd thy care? 
 
 2 One wish, with holy transport warm, 
 My heart has form'd, and yet shall form; 
 One gift I ask, that to my end 
 
 Fair Sion's dome I may attend; 
 
 3 There joyful find a sure abode, 
 And view the beauty of my God; 
 For he within his hallow' d shrine 
 My secret refuge shall assign. 
 
 4 When thou, with condescending grace, 
 Hast bid me seek thy shining face, 
 
 My heart reply'd to thy kind word, 
 Thee will I seek, all-gracious Lord. 
 
 5 Should every earthly friend depart, 
 And nature leave a parent's heart; 
 My God, on whom my hopes depend, 
 Will be my father and my friend. 
 
 6 Ye humble souls, in every strait, 
 On God with sacred courage wait: 
 His hand shall life and strength afford, 
 0, ever wait upon the Lord! 
 
435, 436 ^"BLIC WORSHIP. 
 
 H\ r KTN S M. Watts' Lyrics. 
 
 ° a1, uncircumcisLon, few* l^iiA. 
 
 i 4 LMIGHTY Maker, God! 
 
 A Howwond'rousisthy name. 
 Thvglories how diffus'd abroad 
 Through the creation's frame. 
 « Nature in every dress 
 
 Hpr humble homage pays, 
 And find* a thousand waystf express 
 Thine unassembled praise. 
 
 3 Mv soul would rise and sing 
 To her Creator too; 
 
 Fain would my tongue adore my King, 
 And pay the worship due. 
 
 4 But pride, that busy sin, 
 Spoils all that I Peifo'ni, 
 
 Curs' d pride, that creeps securely m, 
 And swells a haughty worm. 
 
 5 Create my soul anew, 
 
 vi cp all mv worship s vain, 
 Tli^s wietche'd heart will ne'er be true, 
 Until 'tis for m'd again. 
 
 6 Let jov and worship spend 
 b The remnant of my days, 
 
 And to my God my soul ascend 
 
 In sweet perfumes of praise^ 
 HYMN. S. M. 
 
 Luke li- o« and give him. 
 
 1 TESUS, who knows full well 
 1 .1 The heart of ev'ry saint, 
 Invites us all our griefs to tell, 
 To pray and never faint, 
 o He bows his gracious ear, 
 
 We never plead in vain; 
 Then let us wait till he appear 
 
 . And pray, and pray again. 
 
LORD'S DAY. 437 
 
 Tho* unbelief suggest, 
 
 Why should we longer wait? 
 He bids us never give him rest, 
 
 But knock at mercy's gate. 
 
 Jesus, the Lord, will hear 
 
 His chosen when they cry: 
 Yes, tho' he seem awhile to bear, 
 
 He'll help them from on high. 
 
 His nature, truth and love, 
 
 Engage him on their side; 
 When they are griev'd, his bowels move, 
 
 They will not be deny'd. 
 
 Then let us earnest cry, 
 
 And never faint in pray'r, 
 He sees, he hears, and from on high, 
 
 Will make our cause his care. 
 
 LORD'S DAY. 
 
 A37 HYMN. C. M. Mason. 
 
 Acts 20: 7. Coming together on the first day, 
 
 1 I^OME, dearest Lord, and feed thy sheep 
 \j On this sweet day of rest; 
 
 0, bless this flock, and make this fold 
 Enjoy an heavenly rest. 
 
 2 Welcome, and precious to my soul 
 
 Are these sweet days of love; 
 But what, a sabbath shall 1 keep, 
 When 1 shall rest above. 
 
 3 I come, I wait, I hear, I pray, 
 
 Thy footsteps, Lord I trace, 
 Here, in thine own appointed way, 
 I wait to see thy face. 
 
 4 These are the sweet and precious days 
 
 On which my Lord I've seen; 
 And oft, when feasting on his word, 
 In raptures I have been. 
 
 i4 
 
43S, 439 LORD'S DAY. 
 
 5 0, if niy soul, when death appears, 
 
 In this sweet frame be found: 
 
 I'd clasp my Saviour in my arms, 
 
 And leave this earthly ground. 
 
 6 I long for that delightful hour, 
 
 When from this clay undrest, 
 I shall be cloth'd in robes divine, 
 And made forever blest. 
 
 JQQ HYMN. CM. ,"'*,, 
 
 4 ^° Luke 24: 1. Coming on the first day of the week. 
 
 1 /~10"ME, let us join with one accord, 
 Vy In hymns around the throne: 
 This is the day our rising LoTd 
 
 Hath made and call'd his own. 
 
 2 This is the day which God hath blest, 
 
 The brightest of the seven, 
 
 Tvpe of that everlasting rest, 
 
 "The saints enjoy in heaven. 
 
 3 Then let us in his name sing on, 
 
 And hasten to that day, 
 When our Redeemer shall come down, 
 And shadows pass away. 
 
 4 Not one, but all our days below, 
 
 Let us in hymns employ; 
 And in our Lord rejoicing go 
 To his eternal joy. 
 
 4QO HYMN. 8. 8. 6. Merrick. 
 
 4 ° y Ps. 122. I was glad when they said unto me, let 
 us go into the house of the Lord. 
 
 1 rnPIE jovful morn, mv God is come, 
 J_ That calls me to thy honor'd dome,. 
 
 Thy presence to adore; 
 Mv feet the summons shall attend, 
 With willing steps thy courts ascend, 
 
 And tread the hallo w'd floor. 
 
 2 Hither from Judah's utmost end, 
 Ttie heaven-protected tribes ascend; 
 
 Their offerings hither bring: 
 Here eager to attest their joy, 
 In hvmns of praise their tongues employ, 
 
 And hail the Immortal King. 
 
LORD'S DAY. 440 
 
 3 Be peace implor'd by each on thee, 
 Sion, while with bended knee 
 
 To Jacob's God we pray; 
 How bless'd, who calls himself th> friend! 
 Success his labor shall attend, 
 
 And safely guard his way. 
 
 4 may'st thou, free from hostile fear, 
 Nor the loud voice of tumult hear, 
 
 Nor war's wild wastes deplore: 
 May plenty nigh thee take her stand, 
 And in thy courts, with lavish hand, 
 
 Distribute all her store! 
 
 5 Seat of my friends and brethren, hail! 
 How can my tongue, Sion, fail 
 
 To bless thy lov'd abode? 
 How cease the zeal that in me glows, 
 Thy good to seek, whose walls enclose 
 
 The mansions of my God? 
 
 440 HYMN. L. M. StennetU 
 
 ^"^ The gafifmlti. 
 
 Rev. 1: 10. I was in the Spirit on the Lord's clay, 
 
 1 \ NOTHER six days* work is done, 
 j\. Another Sabbath is begun; 
 
 Return, my soul, enjoy thy rest, 
 Improve the day thy God hath bless'd. 
 
 2 Come, bless the Lord, whose love assigns 
 So sweet a rest to wearied minds; 
 Provides an antepast of heaven, 
 
 And gives this day the food of seven. 
 
 3 that our thoughts and thanks may rise, 
 As grateful incense, to the skies; 
 
 And draw from heaven that sweet repose 
 Which none but be that feels it knows. 
 
 4 This heav'nly calm, within the breast, 
 Is the dear pledge of glorious rest, 
 Which for the church of God remains; 
 The end of cares, the end of pains. 
 
 5 With joy, great God, thy works we view, 
 In various scenes, both old and new: 
 With praise, we think on mercies past; 
 With hope, we future pleasures taste. 
 
441,442 LORD'S DAY. 
 
 6 In holy duties, let the day, 
 In holy pleasures, pass away; 
 How sweet a Sabbath thus to spend, 
 In hope of one that ne'er shall end! 
 
 44] HYMN. 143 th. 
 
 A Hymn for Lord's Day Morning. 
 
 1 A WAKE, our drowsy souls, 
 /~JL Shake off each slothful band; 
 
 The wonders of this day 
 Our noblest songs demand: 
 Auspicious morn! thy blissful rays, 
 Bright seraphs hail in songs of praise. 
 
 2 At thy approaching dawn, 
 
 Reluctant, death resign' d 
 The glorious Prince of Life 
 
 In dark domains confin'd: 
 Th' angelic host around him bends, 
 And 'midst their shouts the God ascends. 
 
 3 All-hail, triumphant Lord! 
 
 Heaven with hosanna rings; 
 While earth in humbler strains, 
 Thy praise responsive sings; 
 'Worthy art Thou, who once wast slain, 
 'Through endless years to live and reign.' 
 
 4 Gird on, great God, thy sword, 
 
 Ascend thy conquering car, 
 While justice, truth, and love, 
 
 Maintain the glorious war: 
 Victorious, thou thy foes shalt tread, 
 And sin and hell in triumph lead. 
 
 5 Make bare thy potent arm, 
 
 And wing th' unerring dart, 
 With salutary pangs, 
 To each rebellious heart; 
 Then dying souls for life shall sue, 
 Numerous as drops of morning dew. 
 
 442 
 
 HYMN. C. M. Barbould. 
 Lord's Dav Morning 
 1 A GAIN the Lord of life and light 
 J\. Awakes the kindling ray; 
 Unseals the eyelids of the morn, 
 And pours increasing day. 
 
LORD'S DAY. 443 
 
 2 0, what a night was that which wrapt 
 
 The heathen world in gloom! 
 0, what a sun which broke, this day, 
 Triumphant from the tomb! 
 
 3 This day be grateful homage paid, 
 
 And loud hosannas sung; 
 Let gladness dwell in every heart, 
 And praise on every tongue. 
 
 4 Ten thousand different lips shall join 
 
 To hail this welcome morn, 
 Which scatters blessings from its wings 
 To nations yet unborn. 
 
 5 Jesus, the Friend of human kind, 
 
 Was crucified and slain! — 
 Behold, the tomb its prey restores! 
 Behold, he lives again! 
 
 6 And while his conqu'ring chariot wheels 
 
 Ascend the lofty skies, 
 Broken beneath his powerful cross, 
 Death's iron sceptre lies. 
 
 4JQ HYMN. CM. B-. 
 
 ^"^ Lord's Day Evening. 
 
 1 T71REQUENT the day of God returns 
 jD To shed its quick'ning beams; 
 And yet how slow devotion burns! 
 
 How languid are its flames! 
 
 2 Accept our faint attempts to love, 
 
 Our frailties, Lord, forgive; 
 We would be like thy saints above, 
 And praise thee while we live. 
 
 3 Increase, Lord, our faith and hope, 
 
 And fit us to ascend 
 Where the assembly ne'er breaks up, 
 The Sabbath ne'er shall end; 
 
 4 Where we shall breathe in heavenly air, 
 
 W 7 ith heavenly lustre shine; 
 Before the throne of God appear, 
 And feast on love divine: 
 
 5 Where we, in high, seraphic strains, 
 
 Shall all our pow'rs employ; 
 Delighted range th' etherial plains, 
 And take our fill of joy. 
 
444,445 LORD'S DAY. 
 
 444 HYMN. C. M. Cenjiick. 
 
 Lord's Day Evening. 
 
 1 '\T7HEN, clear Jesns, when shall I 
 
 VV Behold thee all serene; 
 Blest in perpetual sabbath-day, 
 Without a veil between! 
 
 2 Assist me, while I wander here, 
 
 Amidst a world of cares; 
 Incline my heart to pray with love, 
 And then accept my prayers. 
 
 3 [Release my soul from every chain, 
 
 No more hell's captive led; 
 
 And pardon a repeniing child, 
 
 For whom the Saviour bled. 
 
 4 Spare me, my God, spare the soul 
 
 That gives itself to thee; 
 
 Take all that I possess below, 
 
 And give thyself to me.] 
 
 5 Thy Spirit, my Father, give, 
 
 To be my guide and friend, 
 To light my path to ceaseless joys, 
 To sabbaths without end. 
 
 445 HYMN. L. M. Watts. 
 
 ^ Lord's Day Evening, 
 
 1 T ORD, how delightful 'tis to see 
 
 I 1 A whole assembly worship thee! 
 At once they sing, at once they pray! 
 They hear of heav'n, and learn the way. 
 
 2 I have been there, and still would go, 
 'Tis like a little heav'n below: 
 
 Not all that hell or sin can say, 
 Shall tempt me to forget this day. 
 
 3 0, write upon my mem'ry, Lord, 
 The text and doctrine of thy word: 
 That I may break thy laws no more, 
 But love thee better than before. 
 
 4 With thoughts of Christ and things divine, 
 Fill up this foolish heart of mine: 
 
 That, hoping pardon through his blood, 
 I mav lie down and wake with God. 
 
BEFORE PRAYER. 446, 447 
 
 Mfi HYMN. L. M. 
 
 ^* u Heb. 4: 9. There remainetk, therefore, a rest, for 
 the people of God. 
 1 rpHINE earthly sabbaths, Lord, we love, 
 JL Bui there's, a nobler rest above; 
 To that our laboring souls aspire, 
 With ardent pangs of strong desire. 
 3 No more fatigue, no more distress, 
 No cares to break the strong repose; 
 No groans to mingle with the songs 
 "Which warble from immortal tongues. 
 $ No rude alarms of raging foes, 
 No cares to break the long repose; 
 No midnight shade, no clouded sun, 
 But sacred, high, eternal noon. 
 A Thine earthly sabbaths, Lord, we love, 
 But there's a nobler rest above; 
 To that our laboring souls aspire, 
 With ardent pangs of strong desire,, 
 
 BEFORE PRAYER. 
 
 447 HYMN. L. M. Cowper. 
 
 *"-* ' Exhortation to Prayer. 
 
 i Thess. 5: 17. Pray without ceasing, 
 
 1 "\T7"K AT various bind'rances we meet, 
 
 \V In coming to the mercy-seat! 
 Yet who that knows the worth of prayer, 
 But wishes to be often there! 
 
 2 Prayer makes the darken' d cloud withdraw. 
 Prayer climbs the ladder Jacob saw, 
 
 Gives exercise to faith and love, 
 Brings every blessing from above. 
 ,"3 Restraining prayer, we cease to fight; 
 
 Prayer makes the christian's armour bright; 
 And Satan trembles when he sees 
 "The weakest saint upon his knees. 
 
448 BEFORE PRAYER. 
 
 4 While Moses stood with arms spread wide, 
 Success was found on Israel's side; 
 But when through weariness they fail'd, 
 That, moment Amalek prevail' d. 
 
 6 Have you no words? ah! think again, 
 "Words flow apace when you complain 
 And fill your fellow-creature's ear 
 With the sad tale of all your care. 
 
 6 Were half the breath thus vainly spent, 
 To heaven in supplication sent, 
 Your cheerful songs would oft'ner be, 
 'Hear what the Lord has done for me!' 
 
 448 
 
 HYMN. 7s. 
 Gen. 32: 26. I will not let thee go, except tAoii 
 Ness me. 
 
 1 T ORD, 1 cannot let thee go, 
 
 I J Till a blessing thou bestow: 
 Do not turn away thy face, 
 Mine's an urgent pressing case. 
 
 2 Dost thou ask me who I am? 
 
 Ah! my Lord, thou knowest my name; 
 Yet the question gives a plea 
 To support my suit with Thee. 
 
 3 Thou didst once a wretch behold, 
 In rebellion blindly bold, 
 
 Scorn thy grace, thy pow'r defy, 
 That poor rebel, Lord, was I. 
 
 4 Once a sinner, near despair, 
 Sought thy mercy-seat by prayer; 
 Mercy heard, and set him free; 
 Lord, that mercy came to me. 
 
 5 Many days have pass'd since thes, 
 Many changes I have seen, 
 
 Yet have been upheld till now — 
 Who can hold me up but Thou? 
 
 6 Thou hast help'd in every need; 
 This emboldens me to plead: 
 After so much mercy past, 
 Canst thou let me sink at last? 
 
 7 No — I must maintain my hold, 
 'Tis his goodness makes me bold; 
 I can no denial take, 
 
 When I plead for Jesus' sake. 
 
BEFORE PRAYER. 449, 450 
 
 AAQ HYMN. C. M. Edmund Jonct. 
 
 Esth. 4: 16. IwiU go in — and if I perish, I perish, 
 
 1 /^10ME, humble sinner, in whose breast 
 KJ A thousand thoughts revolve, 
 Come, with your guilt and fear upprest, 
 
 And make this last resolve: 
 
 2 Til go to Jesus, though my sin 
 
 'Hath like a mountain rose; 
 'I know his courts, I'll enter in, 
 'Whatever may oppose: 
 
 3 'Prostrate I'll lie before his throne, 
 
 'And there my guilt confess; 
 Til tell him I'm a wretch undone, 
 'Without thy sovereign grace: 
 
 4 Til to the gracious King approach, 
 
 'Whose sceptre pardon gives; 
 'Perhaps he may command my touch, 
 'And then the suppliant lives. 
 
 5 'Perhaps he will admit my plea, 
 
 'Perhaps will hear my prayer; 
 'But if I perish I will pray, 
 'And perish only there. 
 
 6 'I can but perish if I go, 
 
 'I am resolv'd to try; 
 'For if I stay away, I know 
 'I must forever die.' 
 
 7 But if I die with mercy sought, 
 
 When I the King have tried, 
 This were to die (delightful thought!) 
 As sinner never died. 
 
 450 HYMN. S. M. 
 
 A broken Heart and a Bleeding Saviour. 
 
 1 T"T NTO thine altar, Lord, 
 
 KJ A broken heart I bring; 
 And wilt thou graciously accept 
 Of such a worthless thing? 
 
 2 To Christ, the bleeding Lamb, 
 My faith directs its eyes; 
 
 Thou mayst reject that worthless thing, 
 But not his sacrifice. 
 
451, 452 BEFORE PRAYER. 
 
 3 When he gave up the ghost, 
 The law was satisfied; 
 And now to its most rigorous claims, 
 1 answer, 'Jesus died.' 
 
 4^1 HYMN. L.M. Beddome. 
 
 ^ vx Holy Boldness. 
 
 Eph. 6: 19. Tiat I may open my mouth boldly * 
 
 1 QPRL\ T KLED with reconciling blood, 
 
 I dare approach thy throne, Q God!- 
 Thy face no frowning aspect wears, 
 Thy hand no vengeful thunder bears! 
 
 2 The circling rainbow, peaceful sign! 
 Doth with refulgent brightness shine; 
 And while my faith beholds it near, 
 
 1 bid farewell to every fear. 
 
 3 Let me my grateful homage pay; 
 With courage sing, with fervor pray; 
 And, though myself a wretch undone, 
 Hope for acceptance through thy Son — 
 
 4 Thy Son, who on the accursed tree 
 Expir'd to set the vilest free: 
 
 On this I build my only claim, 
 And all I ask is in thy name. 
 
 4^9 HYMN. 8, 8, 6. J. Strapkan.. 
 
 ^ u * Matth. 6: 9—12. Tkt Lord's Prayer, 
 1 /"VjR Father, whose eternal sway 
 VjF The bright angelic bosta obey, 
 
 O lend a pitying ear; 
 When on thy awful name we call, 
 And at thy feet submissive fall, 
 Oh! condescend to hear. 
 % Far may thy glorious reign extend^ 
 May rebels to thy sceptre bend, 
 And yield to sovereign love: 
 May we take pleasure to fulfil 
 The sacred dictates of thy will,. 
 As angels do above. 
 
BEFORE PRAYER. 433 
 
 3 From thy kind hand each ternp'ral good, 
 Our raiment and our daily food, 
 
 In rich abundance come: 
 Lord, give as still a fresh supply. 
 If thou withhold thy hand, we die, 
 
 And fill the silent tomb. 
 
 4 Pardon our sins, God! that rise, 
 And call for vengeance from the skies; 
 
 And. while we are forgiven, 
 Grant that revenge may never rest, 
 Not malice harbor in that breast 
 
 That feels the love of heav'n. 
 
 5 Protect us in the dangerous hour, 
 And from the wiley tempter's power, 
 
 Oh! set our spirits free: 
 And if temptation should assail. 
 May mighty grace o'er ail prevail, 
 
 And lead our hearts to thee. 
 
 6 Thine is the power, to thee belongs 
 The constant tribute of our songs, 
 
 All glory to thy name; 
 Let every creature join our lays, 
 In one resounding act of praise, 
 
 Thy wonders to proclaim. 
 
 
 453 HYMN. C. M. Hoskins. 
 
 Acts 2: 17. I will pour out my Spirit, 
 f "1 W thy great name, Lord, we come 
 L To worship at thy feet; 
 pour thy Holy Spirit down 
 On all that now shall meet. 
 
 2 We come to hear Jehovah speak, 
 To hear the Saviour's voice; 
 
 Thy face and favor, Lord, we seek, 
 Now make our hearts rejoice. 
 
 3 Teach us to pray, and praise, and hear, 
 And understand thy word; 
 
 To feel thy blissful presence near, 
 And trust our living Lord. 
 
 4 Let sinners, Lord, thy goodness prove, 
 And saints rejoice in thee; 
 
 Let rebels be subdu'd by love, 
 And to the Saviour flee. 
 
454, 455 BEFORE PRAYER. 
 
 5 This house with grace and glory fill, 
 This congregation bless; 
 Thy great salvation now reveal, 
 Thy glorious righteousness. 
 
 454 HYMN. CM. 
 
 Phil. 2; 10. At the name of Jesus every knee 
 shall bow. 
 
 1 TESUS, the name to sinners dear, 
 J The name to sinners given! 
 
 It scatters all their guilty fear; 
 It turns their hell to heaven. 
 
 2 0, that, the world might taste and see 
 
 The riches of his grace! 
 The arms of love that compass me, 
 Would sinners all embrace. 
 
 3 His only righteousness I show, 
 
 His loving truth proclaim: 
 'Tis all my business here below, 
 To cry, 'Behold the Lamb!' 
 
 4 Happy, if with my latest breath 
 
 [ may but gasp his name! 
 Preach him to all, and crv in death, 
 Behold! behold the Lamb! 
 
 jx^ HYMN. 7's. Bu.rnh.am. 
 
 ^°° Matth. 18: 20. Where two or three are— there 
 am I. 
 
 1 TESUS, sov'reign of the skies, 
 «J 'Tis to thee we lift our eyes; 
 And our supplications hear, 
 Answer every fervent pray'r. 
 
 2 Jesus, come, and don't delay: 
 Show us mercy while we pray; 
 Show us now thy tender heart, 
 And thy kindness now impart. 
 
 3 Rain down blessings from above, 
 Let it be a time of love; 
 
 Then we may rejoice and say, 
 Oh! 'tis good to meet and pray. 
 

 BEFORE PRAYER. 456, 457 
 
 45g HYMN. C. M. 
 
 1 Cor. 16: 9. A great door is opened unto me. 
 ESUS, thou all-redeeming Lord, 
 Thy blessing we implore, 
 Open the door to preach thy word, 
 The great effectual door. 
 
 *J 
 
 2 Gather the outcasts in, and save 
 
 From sin and Satan's power! 
 And let them now acceptance have, 
 And know their gracious hour. 
 
 3 Lover of souls, thou know'st to prize 
 
 What thou hast bought so dear; 
 Come then, and in thy people's eyes, 
 With all thy wounds appear. 
 
 4 Thy feet were nail'd to yonder tree, 
 
 To trample down their sin; 
 Thy hands they all stretch' d out may see, 
 To take thy murd'rers in. 
 
 5 Ready thou art the blood V apply, 
 
 And prove the record true: 
 And all thy wounds to sinners cry, 
 *I suffered this for you!' 
 
 457 HYMN. L. M. Watts. 
 
 2 Cor. 1: 12. By grace — our conversation towards 
 you. 
 
 1 TESUS, thou everlasting King, 
 
 *J Accept the tribute which we bring, 
 Accept thy well deserv'd renown, 
 And wear our praises as thy crown. 
 
 2 Let every act of worship be, 
 Like our espousal, Lord, to thee; 
 Like the blest hour, when from above, 
 We first receiv'd the pledge of love. 
 
 3 The gladness of that happy day, 
 may it ever, ever stay! 
 
 Nor let our faith forsake its hold, 
 Nor hope decline, nor love grow cold! 
 
 4 Each foil' wing minute as it flies, 
 Increase thy praise, improve our joys, 
 Till we are rais'd to sing thy name, 
 At the great supper of the Lamb. 
 
458, 459 BEFORE PRAYER. 
 
 45g HYMN. L. M. Hoskins. 
 
 Matth. 6: 11. Give v.s this day oar daily bread. 
 
 1 TVTOST gracious Father, God of all! 
 !_tJL To thee we come, on thee we call; 
 By whom both man and beast are fed, 
 Give us this day our daily bread. 
 
 2 All our supplies on thee depend: 
 Whate'er we want in mercy send: 
 Thou art the glorious fountain-head, 
 Give us this day our daily bread. 
 
 3 Nothing, O Lord, do we deserve; 
 The thought of merit we would dread; 
 'Tis alms alone we humbly crave; 
 Give us this day our daily bread. 
 
 4 Forgiving grace do thou impart 
 To cheer and sanctify each heart; 
 May we in death, to heav'n be led, 
 And feed on Christ the living bread. 
 
 459 HYMN. C. M. Newton. 
 
 Tsa. 53: 1. To whom is the arm of the Lord 
 revealed. 
 
 1 "VTOW, gracious Lord, thine arm reveal, 
 131 And make thy glories known; 
 
 Now let us all thy presence feel, 
 And soften hearts of stone. 
 
 2 Help us to venture near thy throne, 
 
 And plead a Saviour's name: 
 For all that we can call our own, 
 Is vanity and shame. 
 
 3 Send down thy Spirit from above, 
 
 That saints may love thee more; 
 And sinners now may learn to love, 
 That never lov'd before. 
 
 4 And when before thee we appear, 
 
 In our eternal home, 
 May growing numbers worship here, 
 And praise thee in onr room. 
 
BEFORE PRAYER. 460, 461 
 
 460 HYMN. 7s. Newton. 
 
 Jas. 5: 16. Fervent prayer availeth much. 
 
 1 TVTOW may fervent pray'r arise, 
 
 X. .1 Wing'd with faith, and pierce the skies; 
 Fervent pray'r shall bring us down 
 Gracious answers from the throne. 
 
 2 Give, Lord, the hearing ear, 
 To each soul assembled here: 
 Clothe thy word with pow'r divine, 
 Make us willing to be thine. 
 
 3 Shepherd of thy blood-bought sheep. 
 Teach the stony heart to weep; 
 
 Let the blind have eyes to see- 
 See themselves, and look on thee. 
 
 4 Let the minds of all our youth 
 Feel the force of sacred truth: 
 While the gospel call they hear, 
 May they learn to love and fear. 
 
 5 Show them what their ways have been, 
 Show them the desert of sin; 
 
 Then thy dying love reveal — 
 This shall melt a heart of steel. 
 
 6 Where thou hast the work begun, 
 Give new strength the race to run; 
 Scatter darkness, doubts and fears, 
 Wipe away the mourner's tears. 
 
 4Q1 HYMN. C. M. Newton. 
 
 A prayer for the Divine Blessing. 
 
 Rom. 85: 29. In the fulness of theblessing of the Gospel. 
 
 1 f~\ LORD, our languid souls inspire, 
 \J For here we trust thou art! 
 Send down a coal of heav'nly fire, 
 
 To warm each waiting heart. 
 
 2 Show us some tokens of thy love, 
 
 Our fainting hopes to raise, 
 And pour thy blessings from above, 
 That we may render praise. 
 
 3 Within these walls let holy praise. 
 
 And love and concord dwell: 
 Here give the troubled conscience ease, 
 The wounded spirit heal. 
 
462 BEFORE PRAYER. 
 
 4 The feeling heart, the melting eye, 
 
 The humble mind bestow; 
 And shine upon us from on high, 
 To make our graces grow. 
 
 5 May we in faith receive thy word, 
 
 In faith present our pray'rs; 
 And in the presence of our Lord, 
 Unbosom all our cares. 
 
 6 And may the gospel's joyful sound, 
 
 Enforc'd by mighty grace, 
 Awaken sinners all around, 
 To come and fill the place. 
 
 462 HYMN. C. M. 
 
 [Praiae to the Redeemer. 
 
 Rev. 19: 5. Saying, Praise our God, all ye his 
 servants. 
 
 1 {~\ FOR a thousand tongues to sing 
 \J My dear Redeemer's praise! 
 The glories of my God and King, 
 
 The triumphs of his grace! 
 
 2 My gracious Master and my God, 
 
 Assist me to proclaim, 
 To spread through all the earth abroad 
 The honors of thy name. 
 
 3 Jesus, the name that calms our fears, 
 
 That bids our sorrows cease; 
 'Tis music in the sinner's ears; 
 'Tis life, and health, and peace. 
 
 4 He breaks the pow'r of reigning sin: 
 
 He sets t&e pris'ner free; 
 His blood can make the foulest clean— 
 His blood avail'd for me. 
 
 5 Let us obey; we then shall know, 
 
 Shall feel our sins forgiv'n; 
 Anticipate our heav'n below, 
 And own that love is heav'n. 
 
BEFORE PRAYER. 463, 464 
 
 j^o HYMN. CM. Hart. 
 
 ^- Isa. 55: 11. So shall my word be. 
 
 x O J 
 
 NCE more we come before our God, 
 Once more his blessing ask: 
 may not duty seem a load, 
 Nor worship prove a task. 
 
 2 Father, thy quick'ning Spirit send 
 From heav'n, in Jesus' name, 
 
 To make our waiting minds attend, 
 And put our souls in frame. 
 
 3 May we receive the word we hear, 
 Each in an honest heart; 
 
 Hoard up the precious treasure there, 
 And never with it part. 
 
 4 To seek thee all our hearts dispose, 
 To each thy blessing suit: 
 
 And let the seed thy servant sows, 
 Produce a copious fruit. 
 
 5 Bid the refreshing north wind, wake; 
 Say to the south wind, blow; 
 
 Let every plant the power partake, 
 And all the garden grow. 
 
 6 Revive the parch'd with heav'nly show'rs, 
 The cold with warmth divine; 
 
 And, as the benefit, is ours, 
 Be all the glory thine. 
 
 4(J4 HYMN. S. M. 
 
 Psalm 95. 
 
 1 /""IOME, sound his praise abroad, 
 \^J And hymns of glory sing; 
 
 Jehovah is the sovereign God, 
 The universal King. 
 
 2 He formed the deeps unknown; 
 He gave the seas their bound; 
 
 The watery worlds are all his own, 
 And all the solid ground. 
 
 3 Come, worship at his throne; 
 Come, bow hefore the Lord. 
 
 We are his works, and not our own; 
 He formed us by his word. 
 
465, 466 BEFORE SERMON. 
 
 4 To-day attend his voice, 
 Nor dare provoke his rod; 
 
 Come, like the people of his choice, 
 And own your gracious God. 
 
 5 But if your ears refuse 
 The language of his grace, 
 
 And hearts grow hard, like stubborn Jews, 
 That unbelieving race; 
 
 6 The Lord in vengeance dress'd, 
 Will lift his hand, and swear, 
 
 'Ye that despised my promised rest 
 Shall have no portion there.' 
 
 465 
 
 BEFORE SERMON. 
 
 HYMN. C. M. 
 James 1: 17. Every good and perfect gift. 
 
 1 TTUTHER, to Thee our souls we lift, 
 JP On Thee our hope depends, 
 Convinced that every perfect gift 
 
 From Thee alone descends. 
 
 2 Mercy and graca are thine alone, 
 
 And power and wisdom, too; 
 Without the spirit of thy Son 
 We nothing good can do. 
 
 3 Thou all our works in us hast wrought, 
 
 Our good is all divine; 
 The praise of every holy thought 
 And righteous word is thine. 
 
 4 From thee — through Jesus — we receive 
 
 The power on Thee to call; 
 In Thee, Lord, we move, and live — 
 Our God is all in all. 
 
 466 HYMN. L. ML Sttnnett. 
 
 Before Sermon. 
 Matth. 18: 20. There am I in the midst: 
 1 "\T~THERE two or three, with sweet accord, 
 > V Obedient to their sovereign Lord, 
 Meet to recount his acts of grace, 
 And offer solemn prayer and praise: 
 
BEFORE SERMON. 467, 468 
 
 2 'There,' says the Saviour, 'will 1 be, 
 Amid this little company; 
 
 To them unveil my smiling face, 
 And shed my glories round the place.' 
 
 3 We meet at thy command, dear Lord, 
 Relying on thy faithful word: 
 
 Now send thy Spirit from above, 
 
 Now fill our hearts with heavenly love. 
 
 4 67 HYMN, C.M. 
 
 1 Cor. 3: 6. But God gave the increase, 
 
 1 TN vain Apollo's silver tongue, 
 
 J_ And Paul's, with strains profound, 
 Diffuse among the listening throng 
 The gospel's gladd'ning sound. 
 
 2 Jesus, the work is wholly thine 
 
 To form the heart anew; 
 Now let thy sov'reign grace divine 
 Each stubborn soul subdue. 
 
 4go HYMN. 112th Fawcett. 
 
 * Before Sermon. 
 
 Acts 16: 14. W/iose heart the Lord opened, 
 
 1 npHY presence, gracious God, afford, 
 
 I Prepare us to receive thy word: 
 Now let thy voice engage our ear, 
 And faith be mix'd with what we hear: 
 Chor. Thus, Lord, thy waiting servants blesa, 
 And crown thy gospel with success. 
 
 2 Distracting thoughts and cares remove, 
 And fix our hearts and hopes above; 
 With food divine may we be fed, 
 
 And satisfied with living bread: 
 Chor. Thus, &c. 
 
 3 To us the sacred woto" apply, 
 With sov'reign power and energy; 
 And may we, in thy faith and fear, 
 Reduce to practice what we hear: 
 
 Chor. Thus, &c. 
 
 4 Father, in us thy Son reveal; 
 Teach us to know and do thy will: 
 Thy saving power and love display, 
 And guide us to the realms of day: 
 
 Chor. Thus, Lord, thy waiting servants bless, 
 ,^nd crown thy gospel with sueeess. 
 
469, 470, 471 BEFORE SERMON. 
 
 469 
 
 HYMN. L. M. 
 
 1 Sam. 7: 2. Lamented after the Lord. 
 
 J T OOK from on high, great God, and see 
 ■ A Thy saints lamenting after thee: 
 We sigh, we languish, and complain; 
 Revive thy gracious work again. 
 
 2 To-day thy cheering grace impart, 
 Bind up and heal the broken heart; 
 Our sins subdue, our souls restore, 
 And let our foes prevail no more. 
 
 3 Thy presence in thy house afford, 
 To every heart apply thy word; 
 That sinners may their danger see, 
 And now begin to mourn for thee. 
 
 47f) HYMN. C. M. Beddome. 
 
 ^ Tlie Frepness of the Gospel. 
 
 Rev. 22: 17. And whosoever will, let him take of the 
 water of life freely. 
 
 1 TTQW free and boundless is the grace 
 XI Of our redeeming God, 
 Extending to the Greek and Jew, 
 
 And men of every blood! 
 
 2 The mightiest king, and meanest slave, 
 
 May his rich mercy taste; 
 He bids the beggar and the prince 
 Unto the gospel feast. 
 
 3 None are excluded thence, but those 
 
 Who do themselves exclude; 
 Welcome the learned and polite, 
 The ignorant and rude. 
 
 4 Come then, ye men of every name, 
 
 Of every r;ink and tongue; 
 What you are willing to receive, 
 Doth unto you belong. 
 
 471 HYMN. 7's. 
 
 A Blessing humbly Requested. 
 Isa. 66: 2. To this man will I look, even to him that 
 is poor, arid of a contrite spirit. 
 1 T ORD, we come before thee now, 
 I A At thy feet we humbly bow; 
 Oh! do not our suit disdain, 
 Shall we seek thee, Lord in vain? 
 
BEFORE SERMON. 472, 473 
 
 2 In thy own appointed way, 
 
 Now we seek thee, here we stay; 
 Lord, from hence we would not go, 
 Till a blessing thou bestow. 
 
 3 Send some message from thy word, 
 That may joy and peace afford; 
 Let thy Spirit now impart 
 
 Full salvation to each heart. 
 
 4 Grant that all may seek and find 
 Thee a God supremely kind; 
 Heal the sick, the captive free, 
 Let us all rejoice in thee. 
 
 472 HYMN. L. M. 
 
 ^ John 5: 3. In these lay a great multitude- 
 waiting for the moving of the water. 
 
 1 TTOW long, thou faithful God, shall I 
 Jtl Here in thy ways forgotten lie? 
 When shall the means of healing be 
 The channels of thy grace to me? 
 
 2 Sinners on ev'ry side step in, 
 And wash away their pain and sin; 
 But I, an helpless sin-sick soul, 
 Still lie expiring at the pool. 
 
 3 Thou cov'nant angel, swift come down, 
 To-day thine own appointments crown; 
 Thy power into the means infuse, 
 And give them now their sacred use. 
 
 4 Thou see'st me lying at the pool, 
 
 I would, thou know'st I would, be whole: 
 0, let the troubled waters move, 
 And minister thy healing love. 
 
 473 HYMN. 8. 7. 4. Toplady's Collection. 
 Prayer for Minister ami People. 
 Col. 4: 3. That God would open to us a door of 
 
 utterance. 
 1 TVEAREST Saviour, help thy servant 
 jLJ To proclaim thy wond'rous lov«! 
 Pour thy grace upon this people, 
 
 That thy truth they may approve: 
 Bless, bless them, 
 from thy shining courts above. 
 
474, 475 BEFORE SERMON. 
 
 2 Now thy gracious word invites them 
 To partake the g03pel-feast; 
 
 Let thy Spirit sweetly draw them; 
 Every soul be Jesus' guest! 
 
 receive us, 
 
 Let us find thy promis'd rest. 
 
 A~A HYMN. L. M. 
 
 Luke 5:5. At thy word, I will let damn the net, 
 
 1 "TVfOW, while the gospel-net is cast, 
 _I_^I Do thou, Lord, the effort own; 
 From numerous disappointments past, 
 Teach us to hope in thee alone. 
 
 2 May this be a much-favor'd hour, 
 To souls in Satan's bondage led; 
 
 0, clothe thy word with sovereign power 
 To break the rocks, and raise the dead! 
 
 3 To mourners speak a cheering word, 
 On seeking souls vouchsafe to shine; 
 Let poor backsliders be restor'd, 
 And all thy saints in praises join. 
 
 4 [0 hear our prayer, and give us hope 
 That, when thy voice shall call us home, 
 Thou still wilt raise a people up 
 
 To love and praise thee in our room.] 
 
 475 HYMN. S. M. Beddome. 
 
 Luke 19: 41. He beheld the city, and wept 
 over it. 
 |ID Christ o'er sinners weep? 
 And shall our cheeks be dry? 
 Let floods of penitential grief 
 Burst forth from every eye. 
 The Son of God in tears, 
 Angels with wonder see! 
 Be thou astonish'd, my soul, 
 He shed those tears for thee. 
 He wept that we might weep — 
 Each sin demands a tear; 
 In heaven alone no sin is found, 
 And there's no weeping there. 
 
 D' 
 
BEFORE SERMON. 476, 477, 478 
 
 A~/a HYMN. 8.7.4. 
 
 ** ' ^ A Blessing Requested. 
 
 Ps. 24: 5. He shall receive the blessing from the Lord* 
 
 1 Z^IOME, thou soul-transforming Spirit, 
 \y Bless the sower and the seed; 
 Let each heart thy grace inherit, 
 
 Raise the weak, the hungry fed; 
 From the gospel 
 Now supply thy people's need. 
 
 2 may all enjoy the blessing, 
 
 Which thy word's design' d to give. 
 Let us all, thy love possessing, 
 
 Joyfully the truth receive; 
 And forever 
 To thy praise and glory live! 
 
 477 
 
 HYMN. 148th. 
 
 Luke 18 : 38. Jesus, son of David, have 
 
 mercy on me. 
 
 SINFUL, and blind, and poor, 
 And lost without thy grace, 
 
 Thy mercy I implore, 
 
 And wait to see thy face: 
 Begging I sit by the way-side, 
 And long to know the Crucified. 
 
 Jesus, attend my cry, 
 
 Thou son of David hear, 
 
 If now thou passest by, 
 
 Stand still and call me near; 
 The darkness from my heart remove, 
 And show me now thy pard'ning love. 
 
 47Q HYMN. L. M. Beddome. 
 
 w Matth. 6:10. Thy kingdom come. 
 
 1 A SCEND thy throne, almighty King, 
 jLjl And spread thy glories all abroad; 
 Let thine own arm salvation bring, - 
 And be thou known the gracious God. 
 
 2 Let millions bow before thy seat, 
 Let humble mourners seek thy face, 
 Bring daring rebels to thy feet, 
 Subdu'd by thy victorious grace, 
 
179,480 BEFORE SERMON. 
 
 3 let the kingdoms of the world 
 Become the kingdoms of the Lord; 
 Let saints and angels praise thy name, 
 Be thou through heaven and earth ador'd. 
 
 479 HYMN. L. M. 
 
 Ezek. 37: 3. Lord God, thou knowest. 
 
 L T OOK down, Lord, with pitying eye; 
 
 1 A See Adam's race in ruin lie; 
 
 Sin spreads its trophies o'er the ground, 
 
 And scatters slaughter' d heaps around. 
 
 2 And can these mould'ring corpses live? 
 And can these perish'd bones revive? 
 That, mighty God, to thee is known; 
 That wond'rous work is all thy own. 
 
 3 Thy ministers are sent in vain 
 To prophecy upon the slain; 
 
 In vain they call, in vain they cry, 
 
 Till thine almighty aid is nigh. 
 «i But if thy Spirit deign to breathe, 
 
 Life spreads through all the realms of death; 
 
 Dry bones obey thy powerful voice; 
 
 They move, they waken, they rejoice. 
 5 So when thy trumpet's awful sound 
 
 Shall shake the heav'ns and rend the ground, 
 
 Dead saints shall from their tombs arise, 
 
 And spring to life beyond the skies. 
 
 480 
 
 HYMN. C. M. 
 Tmploring tlie Presence of God. 
 
 1 T ORD! let me see thy beauteous face! 
 I 1 It yields a heav'n below; 
 
 And angels round the throne will say 
 'Tis all the heav'n they know. 
 
 2 A glimpse— a single glimpse of thee 
 
 Would more delight my soul 
 Than this vain world, with all its joys, 
 Could I possess the whole. 
 
AFTER SERMON.. 481,882 
 
 401 HYMN. C. M. StennetL 
 
 01 Ps. 4: 6. Who will show us any good? 
 
 1 TN vain the giddy world inquires, 
 JL Forgetful of their God, 
 'Who will supply our vast desires, 
 
 'Or show us any good?' 
 
 2 Through the wide circuit of the earth 
 
 Their eager wishes rove, 
 In chase of honor, wealth and mirth, 
 The phantoms of their love. 
 5 But oft these shadowy joys elude 
 Their most intense pursuit; 
 Or, if they seize the fancied good, 
 There's poison in the fruit. 
 
 4 Lord, from this world call off my love, 
 
 Set my affections right; 
 Bid me aspire to joys above; 
 And walk no more by sight. 
 
 5 let the glories of thy face 
 
 Upon my bosom shine; 
 Assur'd of thy forgiving grace, 
 My joys will be divine. 
 
 AFTER SEBMON. 
 
 482 , 
 
 HYMN. L. M. Watts. 
 
 Cor. 15: 57. Thanks to God who giveth us the 
 victory. 
 
 1 T>ELIEVER, lift thy drooping head, 
 J3 Thy Saviour has the vict'ry gam'd; 
 See all thy foes in triumph led, 
 
 And everlasting life obtain' d. 
 
 2 God from the grave has rais'd his Son; 
 Death and the powers of hell are spoil' d; 
 Justice declares the work is done, 
 
 And God and man are reconcil'd. 
 
4S3, 484 A PIER SERMON . 
 
 3 Lo! the Redeemer leaves the tomb: 
 Behold 'Salvation's Captain' rise! 
 His mighty arms their strength resume, 
 And conquest sparkles in his eyes. 
 
 4 Christians, for whom the Lord was slain, 
 Give to his name the glory due; 
 
 0, let his love your hearts constrain 
 To live to him who died for you. 
 
 5 Earth's empty toys no more esteem, 
 Your minds from worldly toys remove; 
 Let your affections rise with him, 
 And set your hearts on things above. 
 
 . CQ HYMN. CM, 
 
 4oo Matth. 11: 28. AIL wfio labor and are heavy 
 Laden. 
 
 1 f^OME humble souls, ye mourners, come, 
 V_y And wipe away your tears: 
 
 Adieu to all your old complaints, 
 Your sorrows and your tears. 
 
 2 Come, shout aloud the Father's grace, 
 
 And sing the Saviour's love: 
 Soon shall you join the glorious theme 
 In loftier strains above. 
 
 3 Thanks to my God for ev'ry gift 
 
 His bounteous hands bestow; 
 And thanks eternal for that love 
 Whence all those comforts flow. 
 
 4 Forever let my grateful heart 
 
 His boundless grace adore, 
 Which gives ten thousand blessings now, 
 And bids me hope for more. 
 
 5 Transporting hope! still on my soul 
 
 Let thy sweet glories shine, 
 Till thou thyself art lost in Joys, 
 Immortal and divine. 
 
 484 HYMN. L. ML 
 
 Prov. 3: 17. Her ways Pleasantness. 
 1 /^10ME, we that love the Lord indeed, 
 KJ Who are from sin and bondage freed, 
 Submit to all the ways of God, 
 And walk this narrow happy road. 
 
AFTER SERMON. 
 
 Though heHaVr«£? f^ a ,'treet: 
 Yet Christ willYa^'/ 6 ,"' her -pite, 
 
 3 "le happy day vinJl heaHa deJi Sht. ' 
 When Gabr^f s / r "° n on a PPear, 
 Sound through the eZh } '° U " hiD h ^r. 
 To call the LtioLTe' /?' doWn *> hell 
 
 4 Behold the «K. f and smaJ '- 
 
 Thetrumpett?de?stil? inSi ! ames ' 
 The world 'must h^. 1 J p , rocIai '"»s,' 
 
 While Christ the Adgl he? r ?»•> 
 
 Here comes my sainfs, ft 1^ P^elaims, 
 
 fee S aintt rn a g „ 1 ;r i0 tf SUn0U( ^e; 
 ^-chinsp3el--« &ro ' 
 
 485 GaLe . , ,HYMN. _&, 
 
 f0 Gal.6: I4 H S7, 8 /-;t ***« 
 
 9 Which before he ^ r o' C1 ln bIe ss^, 
 Ll £, and health, and 1 $S * s P en °; °' 
 
 2 T""yblessed n Th " P6aCe with God - 
 n Low before h! , J' aali ° 11 . 
 While I see divL ° SS t0 iie >- 
 , Beamin- in h ' !• co, . n P a ^ion 
 
 T«aml C a h cle I o V f e grc C e'' f ° r ^ n 
 
56 487 AFTER SERMON. 
 
 MafUtiUenfoythisfeeUog, 
 
 la all need to Jesus go, ^.^ 
 
 hv\TN 7s, Hart. 
 
 486 ,o«.6:M •'««?"' "ST " 
 
 Glory and eternal laud 
 Be to our incarnate God. 
 
 Interceding for his own. 
 4 What can *rf^Srf£Sn* 
 
 tetuUee'p a constant guard. 
 
 »iS^S^!i h - 
 
 t -nlUGHTEBSofSKon ,£**&« 
 
AFTER SERMON. 488 
 
 2 Call to the converts at your gate, 
 Why should they longer ling' ring wait? 
 AVhy should they longer fear or doubt? 
 Why should they longer stay without? 
 
 3 Gently reprove them for delay; 
 
 In softest language chide their stay; 
 Strive with your songs their hearts to win— 
 Ye blessed of the Lord, come in. 
 
 4 Come in, ye blessed of the Lord, 
 Ye that believe his holy word: 
 Come and receive his heavenly bread, 
 The food with which his saints are fed. 
 
 5 Your Saviour's boundless goodness prove, 
 And feast on his redeeming love: 
 
 Come all ye happy souls that thirst. 
 The last is welcome as the first. 
 
 6 Come to his table, and receive 
 Whate'er a pard'ning God can give! 
 His love through ev'ry age endures, 
 His promise and himself are yours. 
 
 488! 
 
 HYMN. C. M. 
 
 Cor. 7: 31. T.'ie fashion of this World passeth* 
 away . 
 
 1 T7UREWELL, vain world, I bid adieu, 
 J? Your glories i despise ; 
 
 Your friendship I no more pursue, 
 Your flatt'ries are but lies. 
 
 2 You promise happiness in vain, 
 
 Nor can you satisfy; 
 Your highest pleasures turn to pain, 
 And all your treasures die. 
 
 3 Had I the Indies East and West, 
 
 And riches of the sea, 
 Without my God 1 could not rest 
 
 For he is all to me. 
 i Then let my soul rise far above: 
 
 By faith I'll take my wing 
 To the eternal realms of love, 
 
 Where saints and angels sing. 
 
 k2 
 
1S9, 190 AFTER SERMON, 
 
 5 There's love, and joy that will not waste, 
 There's treasures that endure; 
 There's pleasures that will always last, 
 When time shall be no more. 
 
 ,«cq HYMX. 0. M. Cowper. 
 
 *°' Mark 'J: 24. Help mine unbelief. 
 
 1 T"T EAL us, Iminanuel, here we stand, 
 Li. Waiting to feel thy touch; 
 
 To wounded souls stretch forth thy hand, 
 Blest Saviour, we are such. 
 
 2 Remember him who once applied, 
 
 With trembling for relief; 
 'Lord, I believe,' with tears, he cried, 
 'Oh, help mine unbelief.' 
 
 3 She too, who touch'd thee in the press, 
 
 And healing virtue stole, 
 Was answer' d, 'Daughter, go in peace, 
 Thy faith hath made thee whole.' 
 i Like her, with hopes and fears we come, 
 To touch thee, if we may; 
 Oh, send us not despairing home — 
 Send none unheal' d awav. 
 
 i Q a BYMN. CM. Doddridge. 
 
 * JyJ Jer. 6: 16. Ask for the old paths. 
 
 1 TNQU1RE, ye pilgrims, for the Way, 
 1 That leads to Zion's hill. 
 And thither set your steady face, 
 With a determin'd will. 
 k 2 Invite the strangers all around, 
 Your pious march to join: 
 And spread the sentiments you fee] 
 Of faith and love divine. 
 
 3 come, and to his temple baste, 
 
 And seek his favor there; 
 Before his footstool humbly bow, 
 And pour your fervent prayer. 
 
 4 come, and join your souls to God 
 
 hi everlasting hands; 
 Accept the blessing he bestows, 
 With thankful hearts and hand?. 
 
AFTER SERMON. 491, 492 
 
 tol HYMN. CM. Newton. 
 
 4J1 Acts 20: 24. But none of these things move me. 
 
 1 T ET worldly minds the world pursue, 
 i A It has no charms for me; 
 
 Once I admir'd its trifles too, 
 But grace has set me free. 
 
 2 Its pleasures now no longer please, 
 
 No more content afford; 
 Far from my heart be J03/S like these, 
 Now I have seen the Lord. 
 
 3 As by the light of op'ning day, 
 
 The stars are all conceal' d, 
 So earthly pleasures fade away, 
 When Jesus is reveal' d. 
 
 4 Creatures no more divide my choice, 
 
 I bid them all depart: 
 His name, and love, and gracious voice, 
 Have fix'd my roving heart. 
 
 5 Now, Lord, I would be thine alone, 
 
 And wholly live to thee, 
 But may I hope that thou wilt own 
 A worthless worm like me. 
 
 6 Yes — though of sinners I'm the worst, 
 
 I cannot doubt thy will; 
 For if thou hadst not lov'd me first, 
 I had refus'd thee still. 
 
 4M HYMN. L. M. 
 
 VdZ Gen. 28: 17. The house of God— the gate of 
 Heaven. 
 
 1 T 0, God is here! — let us adore, 
 
 I A And own how dreadful is this place; 
 Let all within us feel his pow ? r, 
 And silent bow before his face! 
 
 2 Lo, God is here! — Him day and night 
 
 Th' united choirs of angels sing: 
 To him, enthron'd above all height, 
 Let saints their humble worship bring. 
 
 3 Lord God of hosts! may our praise 
 
 Thy courts with grateful fragrance fills 
 Still may we stand before thy face, 
 Still hear and do thy sovereign will. 
 
 k3 
 
493, 494 AFTER SERMON. 
 
 493 HYMN. H. M. Doddridge. 
 
 Fruitful Shower?!, Emblems of the Gospel. 
 
 1 IVfARK tke soft falling snow, 
 JLtJL And the descending rain! 
 To heaven,, from whence it fell, 
 
 It turns not back again; 
 Rut waters earth I And calls forth all 
 
 Through every pore, | Her secret store. 
 
 2 Array' d in beauteous green 
 
 The hills and valleys shine, 
 And man and beast are fed 
 
 By providence divine. 
 The harvest bows I The copious seed 
 Its golden ears, | Of future years. 
 
 3 So saith the God of grace, 
 
 My gospel shall descend, 
 Almighty to effect 
 The purpose I intend: 
 Millions of souls I And bear it down 
 Shall feel its pow'r, | To millions more. 
 
 494 HYMN. C. M. Medley. 
 
 Phil. 1: 6. He that began — will perform it. 
 
 1 1\/TY soul arise in joyful lays, 
 i_VJL Renounce this earthly clod; 
 Tune all my pow'rs to sweetest praise, 
 
 And sing my gracious God. 
 
 2 When in my heart his heav'nly love 
 
 He sweetly sheds abroad, 
 How joyfully he makes me prove 
 He is my gracious God. 
 
 3 In all my trials here below, 
 
 I'll humbly kiss his rod, 
 For this through grace I surely know, 
 He's still my gracious God. 
 
 4 In all the ways through which I've pass'd, 
 
 And all the paths I've trod, 
 It ever has appear'd at last, 
 He's still my gracious God. 
 
 5 When in my last departing hour, 
 
 I pass through death's cold flood; 
 Upheld by sov'reign love and pow'r, 
 I'll sing my gracious God, 
 
AFTER SERMON. 495, 49^ 
 
 G And when he shall my spirit bring 
 To heav'n, my blest abode, 
 There in eternity I'll sing, 
 Thou art my gracious God. 
 
 AQ r. HYMN. L. M. 
 
 4 JO Isa. 45: 19. I said not, Seek ye my fact in vain, 
 
 1 "JV/TY soul take courage from the Lord, 
 JLtX Believe and speak his holy word; 
 To him alone do thou complain, 
 
 Nor shalt thou seek his face in vain. 
 
 2 Upon him call in humble prayer, 
 Thou still art his peculiar care: 
 He'll surely turn and smile again, 
 Nor shalt thou seek his face in vain. 
 
 3 However sinful, weak and poor, 
 Still wait and pray at mercy's door: 
 Faithful Jehovah must remain, 
 
 Nor shalt thou seek his face in vain. 
 
 4 Though the corruption of thy heart, 
 Daily new cause of grief impart, 
 Pray that thy lusts may all be slain, 
 Nor shalt thou seek his face in vain, 
 
 5 In him, in him alone confide, 
 Still at the throne of grace abide; 
 Eternal vict'ry thou shalt gain, 
 
 Nor shalt thou seek his face in vain* 
 
 A or HYMN. L. M. Swain. 
 
 4.yO phi], i : 23. A desire to be with Christ, 
 
 1 IVTY soul, whene'er thou shalt arrive 
 !t_!_ On those bright hills where angels live; 
 What object first will draw thine eyes? 
 
 And where wilt thou begin thy joys? 
 
 2 Methinks when I (releas'd from sin) 
 My everlasting work begin, 
 
 When on my new fledg'd wings I rise, 
 And tread the shores beyond the skies — 
 
 3 I'll run through ev'ry golden street, 
 And ask each happy soul I meet, 
 
 * Where is the Lord, whose praise you sing? 
 'Direct a stranger to the King.' 
 k4 
 
497, 49S AFTER SERMON. 
 
 4 I'll seaTch the blissful mansions round, 
 Nor rest till 1 my Lord have found; 
 Till on his wounded side I gaze, 
 
 And see my Saviour face to face. 
 
 5 There will I fix my wond'ring eyes: 
 There I'll begin eternal joys, 
 
 And look and love away my soul, 
 While everlasting ages roll. 
 
 A n -v HYMN. C. M. Beddome. 
 
 QJ i j hn 20. 13. Why weepest thou? 
 
 1 "ITTHY, my soul, why weepest thou 
 
 VV Tell me from whence arise 
 Those briny tears that often flow, 
 Those groans that pierce the sides? 
 
 2 Is sin the cause of thy complaint, 
 
 Or the chastising rod? 
 Dost thou an evil heart lament, 
 And mourn an absent God? 
 
 3 Lord, let me weep for naught but sinf 
 
 And after none but thee! 
 And then I would — 0, that 1 might! — 
 A constant weeper be! 
 
 4 OR HYMN. S. M. 
 
 Kev. 12: 11. And t/iey love not their lives 
 unto death. 
 
 1 i^UR Captain leads us on, 
 
 \J He beckons from the skies, 
 He reaches out a starry crown, 
 And bids us take the prize. 
 
 2 'Be faithful unto death, 
 Partake my victory, 
 
 And thou shalt wear this glorious wreath, 
 And thou shalt reign with me.' 
 
 3 'Tis thus the righteous Lord 
 To every soldier saith; 
 
 Eternal life is the reward 
 Of all-victorious faith. 
 
 4 Who conquer in his might, 
 The victor's meed receive, 
 
 Thev claim a kingdom in his right, 
 Which God shall freely give. 
 
AFTER SERMON. 499, 600 
 
 499 HYMN. CM. 
 
 Isa. 35: 10. The ransomed — shall return. 
 
 1 ^ING all ye ransom'd of the Lord, 
 k j Your great Deliv'rer sing: 
 
 Ye pilgrims, now for Zion bound, 
 Be joyful in your King. 
 
 2 His hand divine shall lead you on, 
 
 Through all the blissful road: 
 
 Till to the sacred mount you rise, 
 
 And see your gracious God. 
 
 3 Bright garlands of immortal joy 
 
 fehall bloom on every head; 
 While sorrow, sighing, and distress, 
 Like shadows, all are fled. 
 
 4 March on, in your Redeemer's strength 
 
 Pursue his footsteps still; 
 With joyful hope, still fix your eye 
 On Zion's heavenly hill. 
 
 *U)A HYMN. C. M. Hoskins. 
 
 ^ WV7 John 1: 29. Behold the Lamb of God. 
 
 1 QINJVERS, behold the Lamb of God, 
 kj Who takes away our guilt: 
 Look to the precious, priceless blood, 
 
 That Jews and Gentiles spilt. 
 
 2 From heav'n he came to seek and save, 
 
 Leaving his blest abode; 
 To ransom us himself he gave, 
 Behold the Lamb of God. 
 
 3 He came to take the sinner's place, 
 
 And shed his precious blood; 
 Let Adam's guilty, ruined race, 
 Behold the Lamb of God. 
 
 4 Sinners, to Jesus then draw near, 
 
 Invited by his word; 
 The chief of sinners need not fear- 
 Behold the Lamb of God. 
 
 5 In ev'ry state, and time, and place, 
 
 Nought plead but Jesus' blood; 
 However wretched be your case, 
 Behold the Lamb of God. 
 
50f, -302 AFTEK SERMON. 
 
 6 Spirit of Grace, to us apply, 
 lmmanuel's precious biood, 
 That we may, with thv saints on high, 
 Behold the Lamb of God. 
 
 5Q| HYMN. L. M. Perry. 
 
 1 Cor. 15: 3. Cfaist died according to the 
 scriptures. 
 
 1 QINNERS rejoice, 'tis Christ that died; 
 )0 Behold his blood flows from his side, 
 To wash your soul and raise you high, 
 
 To dwell with God above the sky. 
 
 2 'Tis Christ that died, O love divine! 
 Here mercy, truth, and justice shine; 
 God reconcil'd, and sinners bought 
 
 With Jesus' blood — how sweet the thought. 
 
 3 'Tis Christ that died, a truth indeed, 
 On which my faith would ever feed: 
 Nor let the works that 1 perform, 
 Be nam' d to swell a haughty worm. 
 
 4. 'Tis Christ that died, 'tis Christ was slain, 
 To save my soul from endless pain; 
 'Tis Christ that died, shall be my theme, 
 While 1 have breath to praise his name. 
 
 502 
 
 HYMN. S. M. 
 
 1 Tim. 6: 12. Fight the good fight. 
 
 1 QOLDIERS of Christ, be bold, 
 O In Zion's ways stand fast. 
 
 Cleave to the Lord and you shall find 
 All will be well at last. 
 
 2 lumbers will you oppose, 
 And many snares be Laid; 
 
 But Christ will be your strung defence; 
 Then never de dismayed. 
 
 3 L'pon the throne of grace, 
 Jesus will soon appear: 
 
 Fight the good fight, ye ransom'd throng, 
 
 And never, never fear. 
 4. Fear not your num'rous foes, 
 
 O'er all you shall prevail; 
 And live, and sing redeeming love, 
 
 When they'll lamenc aud wail. 
 
AF1 ?N. 503 
 
 5 Hark, bark, ye ransom'd race, 
 Your Captain cries, "flgh: 
 Soon ye shall mount the lofty skies, 
 And stand aronnd the throne. 
 C Great God, send down thy po 
 And make thy saints e 
 Boldly to fight, and conquer ail, 
 And then receive the [ 
 
 ruyi HYMN. Ts. 
 
 ' ' u ° Luke 23 : 29—43 . W, ndn : i 
 
 j3 To .- ubdue a heart of stone; 
 An : '.:.-- :. - 
 
 Then the hardest heart will melt. 
 
 2 When the Lord was crueifi'd, 
 
 ? essors with him died; 
 One with vile blaspheming toegl 
 ScofTd at Jesus as he hnng. 
 
 3 Thus he spent his wicked breath, 
 In the very jaws of death; 
 Perish'd, as too many do, 
 
 ith the Saviour in his vie 
 
 4 But the other, touch* d with grace, 
 > v ::.-. i:_;-. p : : : ..^ :}.■-: 
 Faith receiv'd to own the Lord, 
 Whom the scribes and priests abhor'd ■ 
 
 5 'Lord, (he prayed) remember : 
 
 en in glory thou shalt bfe; 1 
 'Soon with me, (the Lord replies} 
 Thou shalt rest in Pare 
 
 6 This was wond'rous grace indeed, 
 
 e Touchsafd in rime of needl 
 Sinners trust in Jesus' name, 
 Y: i shall find him still tite same. 
 
 7 H it beware of unb elief, 
 Think upon the hardened thief; 
 If the gospel you disdain, 
 Christ to vou has died in va 
 
 Kto 
 
604, 505 AFTER SERMON. 
 
 504 HYMN - 7 ' s - 
 
 Atter Sermon. 
 Ps. 48: 14. He will be our guide even unto death. 
 
 1 r mHAjVKS for mercies past receive; 
 J_ Pardon of our sins renew; 
 
 Teach us henceforth, how to live, 
 With eternity in view. 
 
 2 Bless thy word to old and young; 
 Grant us, Lord, thy peace and love; 
 And, when life's short race is run, 
 Tate us to thy house above. 
 
 . 
 
 505 HYMN. S. M. 
 
 Acts 2: 47. Praising God — and the Lord added 
 to Ike church daily. 
 
 1 TTTHKN God his work revives, 
 
 VV And sinners learn his ways, 
 The saints are happy, and their lives 
 Are vocal in his praise. 
 
 2 Their ears rejoice to hear, 
 Poor sinners ask the way, 
 
 That truth and justice can appear 
 
 h\ mercy's bright display. 
 S To God, the Spirit's throne, 
 
 They raise their grateful songs; 
 The glory of this work alone 
 
 To this great power belongs. 
 
 4 Believing in the name 
 Of Zion's glorious King, 
 
 Behold! the happy converts claim 
 Their place with saints to sing. 
 
 5 Zion with love receives 
 The new born sons of grace; 
 
 Each sinner who the truth believes. 
 Is welcome to a place. 
 
 6 Saviour, thy sceptre sway! 
 spread thy kingdom wide, 
 
 Till all thv families obey, 
 And in thv love confide. 
 
AFTER SEEMOX. 506, 507 
 
 ?v(Vj HYMN. L. ML 
 
 •**** Mai. 3.: 1C. They spake often one to another, 
 
 1 "VITHEN those who fear'd the Lord of old 
 
 VV Met oft and spake with one accord, 
 A book was written, and enroll' d 
 Their faithful names before the Lord, 
 
 2 They shall be mine, Jehovah, said, 
 And as a signet on my hand, 
 
 A crown of giory for my head, 
 Among my chosen jewels stand. 
 
 3 And I will spare them in that day, 
 Ev'n as a father spares his son, 
 When all the proud are sw 7 ept away, 
 The wicked, root and branch, undone. 
 
 4 Then shall my righteousness be shown; 
 Then, by their good or evil lot, 
 
 The sinner and the saint be known. 
 
 Who served the Loid — who served Him jaoL 
 
 5Q7 HYMN. L..M. 
 
 Eph. 5: 15. TValk as wise. 
 
 1 "\^E highly favor'd, who profess 
 
 X To love and practice holiness, 
 You stand expo.s'd to earth and hell, 
 And seriousness becomes you well. 
 
 2 Be circumspect in all your ways, 
 
 And spread your great Redeemer's praise^ 
 Let his commands be your delight, 
 This is well pleasing in his sight. 
 
 3 Labor to prove your faith sincere, 
 \n purity and holy fear; 
 
 Let all your conduct still express 
 The truth and power of godliness. 
 
 4 Look up to hirn whose blood was spilt 
 To purchase pardon for your guilt; 
 His grace can all your sins subdue, 
 And help you both to will and do. 
 
 5 O, love and reverence his name, 
 And let his glory be your aim; 
 
 So shall your souls escape distress, 
 And glory in his righteousness. 
 
508—511. AFTER SERMON 
 
 508 HYMN. CM. 
 
 Matth. 13: 3. Other fell into good ground* 
 
 1 1VT OVV, Lord, the heavenly seed is sown; 
 _i_ i Be it thy servants' care 
 
 Thy heavenly blessing to bring down, 
 By humble fervent prayer. 
 
 2 In vain we plant without thine aid, 
 
 And water too in vain; 
 Lord of the harvest, God of grace, 
 Send down thy heavenly rain. 
 
 3 Then shall our cheerful hearts and tongues 
 
 Begin this song divine; 
 'Thou, Lorl, hast given the rich increase^ 
 'And b i the glory thine.' 
 
 509 HYMN. 148th. Newton. 
 
 1 (~\& what has now been sown, 
 \J .' ny blessing, Lord, bestow: 
 The p^wer is thine alone 
 
 To make it spring and grow; 
 Do thou the gracious harvest raise, 
 And thou alone shalt have the praise. 
 
 510 
 
 HYMN. U M. 
 
 Matth. 6: 10. Thy will he done on earth as 
 i?i heaven. 
 
 TO distant lands thy gospel send, 
 And thus thy empire wide extend; 
 To Gentile, Turk, and stubborn Jew, 
 Thou King of grace! salvation show. 
 Where'er thy sun or light arise, 
 Thy name, God! immortalize; 
 May nations yet unborn confess 
 Thy wisdom, power, and righteousness. 
 
 511 
 
 HYMN. C. M. 
 
 Jude 21. Keep yourselves in the love of God. 
 1 *1"\THILE sinners, who presume to bear 
 VV The Christian's sacred name, 
 Throw up the reins to every lust, 
 And glory in their shame: 
 
AFTER SERMON. 512, 513 
 
 2 Ye saints preserv'd in Christ and eall'd, 
 
 Detest their impious ways, 
 
 And on the basis of your faith 
 
 An heav'nly temple raise. 
 
 3 Upon the Spirit's promis'd aid 
 
 Depend from day to day, 
 And, while he breathes his quick'ning gale, 
 Adore, and praise, and pray. 
 
 4 Preserve unquench'd your love to God, 
 
 And let the flame arise, 
 And higher and still higher blaze, 
 Till it ascend the skies. 
 
 5 With a transporting joy expect 
 
 The grace your Lord shall give, 
 When all his saints shall from his hands 
 Their crowns of life receive. 
 
 r.19 HYMN. CM. 
 
 ** r * Matth. 22: 4. All things are ready. 
 
 1 /~10ME, guilty souls, and flee away 
 KJ To Christ and heal your wounds; 
 This is the welcome gospel-day, 
 
 Wherein free grace abounds. 
 
 2 God lov'd the church, and gave his Son 
 
 To drink the cup of wrath; 
 And Jesus says, he'll cast out none 
 That come to him by faith. 
 
 513 HYMN. L. M. 
 
 •*■ The convinced Sinner eneouraged. 
 
 Matth. 11: 28. Come unto me all ye that labor — and 
 I will give you rest. 
 
 1 ~\T7~£lO is the trembling sinner, who 
 
 VV That owns eternal death his due? 
 Who mourns his sin, his guilt, his thrall, 
 And does on God for mercy call? 
 
 2 Peace, troubled soul, dismiss thy fear, 
 Hear, Jesus speaks, 'Be of good cheer/ 
 Upon his cleansing grace rely, 
 
 And thou shalt never, never die. 
 
5U-517 AFTER SERMON, 
 
 514 HYMN. L. M. Stennett. 
 
 John 14: 6. lam the way — no man comcffi 
 unto the Father , bnt by me. 
 
 1 TTOW shall the sons of men appear, 
 JUL Great God, before thine awful bar? 
 How may the guilty hope to find 
 Acceptance with th* eternal Mind? 
 
 2 Not vows, nor groans, nor broken cries, 
 Not the most costly sacrifice — 
 
 Not infant blood, profusely spilt, 
 Will expiate a sinner's guilt. 
 
 3 Thy blood, dear Jesus, thine alone, 
 Hath sov'reign virtue to atone: 
 Here we will rest our only plea 
 When we approach, great God, to thee, 
 
 515 HYMN. 7's. 
 
 The Pleasures of Religion. 
 
 1 'nniS religion that can give 
 
 JL Sweetest pleasures while we live; 
 'Tis religion must supply 
 Solid comfort when we die. 
 
 2 After death, its joys will be 
 Lasting as eternity! 
 
 Be the living God my friend, 
 Then my bliss shall never end. 
 
 5|Q HYMN. L. M. 
 
 Hab. 3: 18. I will rejoice in the Lord. 
 
 i TS Jesus mine? I'm now prepar'd 
 X To meet with what I thought moat liardj 
 Yes, Jet the winds of trouble blow, 
 And comforts melt away like snow; 
 
 2 No blasted trees or failing crops 
 Can hinder my eternal hopes; 
 Though creatures change, the Lord's the sarne^ 
 Then let me triumph in his name. 
 
 517 HYMN. 7's. 
 
 Bosea 13: 9. In me is thine help, 
 
 J S 
 
 SELF-destroy'd, for help I pray: 
 Help me, Saviour, from above; 
 Help me to believe, obey, 
 
AFTER SERMON. 518, 519, 520 
 
 Help me to repent and love; 
 Help to keep the graces given: 
 Help me quite from hell to heaven. 
 
 518 
 
 HYMN. C. M. 
 
 Acts 24: 25. Felix trembled. 
 
 1 QEE Felix, cloth'd with pomp and power, 
 JO See his resplendent bride, 
 
 Attend to hear a prisoner preach 
 The Saviour crucify' d. 
 
 2 He well describes who Jesus was, 
 
 His glories and his love, 
 How he obey'd and bled, below, 
 
 And reigns and pleads above. 
 # Felix, up starts, and trembling cries, 
 
 'Go, for this time, away, 
 *ril hear thee on these points, again 
 
 On some convenient day.' 
 4 Attention to the words of life 
 
 Let Felix thus adjourn: 
 Lord, let us make these solemn truths 
 
 Our first and last concern. 
 
 &1Q HYMN. S. M. 
 
 XtJ 1 Chron. 4: 10. 01 that thou would bless 
 vie indeed. 
 
 OTHAT the Lord, indeed 
 Would me his servant bless, 
 From every evil shield my head, 
 And crown my paths with peace! 
 2 'Be his Almighty hand 
 My helper and my guide, 
 Till with his saints in Canaan's land 
 My portion he divide.' 
 
 520 
 
 HYMN. C M. 
 Ps. 74; 8. Among the gods, there is none 
 Uke unto Thee, 
 
 IORD God, omnipotent to bless, 
 J My supplication hear; 
 Guardian of Jacob, to my voice 
 Incline thy gracious eat: 
 
521, 522 AFTER SERMON. 
 
 2 If I have never yet begun 
 
 To tread the sacred road, 
 teach my wand' ring feet the way, 
 To Zion's blest abode! 
 
 3 Or, if I'm travelling in the path, 
 
 Assist me with thy strength, 
 And let me swift advances make, 
 And reach thine heaven at length! 
 
 4 My care, my hope, my first request, 
 
 Are all compris'd in this, 
 To follow where thy saints have led, 
 And then partake their bliss. 
 
 521 HYMN. C. M. 
 
 Gratitude for Grace Imparted. 
 
 1 TF, Lord, in thy fair book of life 
 X My worthless name doth stand; 
 And in my heart the law is writ 
 
 By thine unerring hand; 
 
 2 I am secure, by grace divine, 
 
 Of crowns above the skies; 
 And on the road, from thy rich stores, 
 Shall meet with fresh supplies. 
 
 3 To thee in sweet melodious strains 
 
 My grateful voice I'll raise; 
 But life's too short, my power's too weak, 
 To show forth half thy praise. 
 
 4 [Had I ten thousand thousand tongues, 
 
 Not one should silent be; 
 Had I ten thousand thousand hearts, 
 I'd give them all to thee.] 
 
 r.99 HYMN. 104th. 
 
 •-J*" 4 * Fraise for Salvation 
 
 1 /"\UR Saviour alone, the Lord let us bless, 
 
 \J Who reigns on his throne, the Prince of our 
 
 Peace; 
 Who evermore saves us by sheding his blood; 
 All hail, holy Jesus, our Lord and our God! 
 
 2 We thankfully sing thy glory and praise, 
 Thou merciful spring of pity and grace. 
 Thy kindness forever to men we will tell, 
 
 And say our dear Saviour redeems us from hell. 
 
\ 
 
 AFTEB SERMON. 523, 524, 525 
 
 3 Preserve us in love, while here we abide; 
 O, never remove thy presence, nor hide 
 Thy glorious salvation, till each of us see 
 With joy the bless'd vision completed in thee. 
 
 r.90 HYMN. L. M. 
 
 ~ Gratitude to Christ. 
 
 1 ry\0 Him who on the fatal tree 
 
 _L Pour'd out his blood, his life for me, 
 In grateful strains my voice I'll raise, 
 And in his service ^pend my days. 
 
 2 To list'ning multitudes I'll tell 
 How he redeem' d my soul from hell; 
 And how, repusing on his breast, 
 
 I lost my cares and found my rest. 
 
 3 Through him my sins are all forgiven, 
 He ever pleads my cause in heaven, 
 I'll build an altar to his name, 
 
 And to the world his grace proclaim. 
 
 r.94 HYMN. C. m7~ 
 
 Ps. 115: 1. Not unto us, 01 Lord. 
 
 1 IVTOT unto us, but thee alone, 
 J31 Bless'd Lamb, be glory giv'n, 
 Here shall thy praises be begun, 
 
 And carried on in heav'n. 
 
 2 The hosts of spirits now with thee 
 
 Eternal anthems sing: 
 To imitate them here, lo! we 
 Our hallelujahs bring. 
 
 3 Had we our tongues like them inspir'd, 
 
 Like theirs our songs should rise; 
 Like them we never should be tir'd, 
 But love the sacrifice. 
 
 4 Till we the veil of flesh lay down, 
 
 Accept our weaker lays; 
 And, when we reach thy Father's throne 
 We'll give thee nobler praise. 
 
 525 HYMN. C. M. 
 
 Rejoicing in the Lord. 
 1 "\7^E saints of every rank, with joy 
 X To God your off rings bring; 
 Let towns and cities, hills and vales, 
 With loud hosannas ring. 
 
526,527 AFTER SERMON. 
 
 2 Let him receive ihe glory due 
 
 To his exalted name; 
 With thankful tongues, and hearts inrlam'd, 
 His wond'rous deeds proclaim. 
 
 3 Praise him in elevated strains, 
 
 And make the world to know, 
 How great the Master whom you serve, 
 And yet how gracious too. 
 
 526 HYMN. SV. 
 
 ~ P.s. 48: 14. This God, is our God forever, 
 
 1 rpHIS Godis the God we adore, 
 
 J Our faithful unchangeable Friend: 
 Whose love is as large as his power. 
 And neither knows measure nor end: 
 
 2 *Tis Jesus, the First and the Last, 
 
 Whose Spirit shall gaide us safe home; 
 We'll praise him for all that is past, 
 And trust him for all that's to come. 
 
 >7 HYMN. C. M. Cennick. 
 
 ' Christ the fturden of the Son;.'. 
 
 1 rj^HOU dear Redeemer, dying Lamb, 
 
 J_ We love to hear of thee; 
 I^o music's like thy charming name, 
 Nor half so sweet can be. 
 
 2 0, let us ever hear thy voice, 
 
 In mercy to us speak. 
 And in our Priest we will rejoice, 
 Thou great Melchisedec. 
 
 3 Owr Jesus shall be still our theme, 
 
 While in this world we stay; 
 We'll sing our Jesus 1 lovely name, 
 When all things else decay. 
 
 4 When we appear in yonder cloud, 
 
 With all thy favor'd throng, 
 Then will we sing more sweet, more loud, 
 And Christ shall be our song. 
 
5 
 
 AFTER SERMON. 328, 529, 530 
 
 
 r.OQ HYMN. C. M. 
 
 °~ Heb. 13: 21. Mate yon perfect. 
 
 1 IVTOW may the God of peace and love, 
 J_l Who, from th' impris'ning grave, 
 Restor'd the shepherd of the sheep, 
 
 Omnipotent to save — 
 
 2 Through the rich merits of that blood 
 Which he on Calvary spilt, 
 
 To make th' eternal cov ? nant sure, 
 On which our hopes are built — 
 
 3 Perfect our souls in every grace 
 T" accomplish all his will, 
 
 And all that's pleasing in his sight 
 Inspire us to fulfil! 
 
 4 For the great Mediator's sake, 
 We every blessing pray; 
 
 With glory let his name be crown* d 
 Through heaven's eternal dav! 
 
 529 HYMN. L. M. 
 
 Phil. 4: 7. Tat peace of God, shall keep 
 your hearts. 
 
 1 rpHE peace which God alone reveals, 
 
 JL And by his word of grace imparts, 
 Which only "the believer feels, 
 Direct, and keep, and cheer our hearts. 
 
 2 And may the holy Three in One, 
 The Father, Word, and Comforter, 
 Pour an abundant blessing down 
 On everv soul assembled here! 
 
 r } 0(\ HYMN. 8. 7. Newton. 
 
 2 Cor. 13: 14. The grace of the Lord Jesus 
 Christ be with you. 
 1 1\/TAY the grace of Christ our Saviour, 
 .LfJL And the Father's boundless love, 
 With the Holy Spirit's favor, 
 
 Rest upon us from above! 
 Thus may we abide in union 
 
 ,With each other and the Lord; 
 
 And possess in sweet communion, 
 
 Jov$ which earth cannot afford. 
 
531, 532, 533 AFTER SEKMOX. 
 531 HYMX S.M. 
 
 At Dismission. 
 
 1 Pet. 4: 19- Commit the keeping of their souls 
 
 unto him. 
 
 1 /~\NCE more, before we part, 
 
 \_J We'll bless the Saviour's name; 
 Record his mercies every heart, 
 Sing every tongue the same. 
 
 2 Hoard up his sacred word, 
 
 And feed thereon, and grow; 
 
 Go on and seek to know the Lord, 
 
 And practise what you know. 
 
 3 And if we meet no more 
 
 Un Zion's earthly ground, 
 may we reach that blissful state 
 Where ail thy saints are bound. 
 
 532 HYMN. L. M, Hart. 
 
 Ai Dismission. 
 
 1 TT\1SMISS us with thy blessing, Lord, 
 
 I J 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' blood; 
 Give every fetter'd soul release, 
 And bid us all depart in peace. 
 
 533 HYMN. 8. 7. 4. 
 
 At Dismission 
 
 1 T ORD, dismiss us with thy blessing, 
 1_J rill our hearts with joy and peace; 
 Let us each thy love possessing, 
 
 Triumph in redeeming grace: 
 refresh us! 
 Travelling through this wilderness. 
 
 2 Thanks we give, and adoration, 
 
 For thy Gospel's joyful sound; 
 May the fruits of thy salvation, 
 
 In our hearts and lives abound: 
 May thy presence 
 "With us evermore be found! 
 
THE CHURCH. 534,535 
 
 3 So, when'er the signal's giv'n, 
 
 Us from earth to call away, 
 Borne on angel's wings to heaven, 
 
 Glad to leave our cumb'rous clay, 
 May we ready 
 Rise, and reign in endless day! 
 
 
 534 
 
 THE CHURCH. 
 
 HYMN. C. M. Pearce 
 Cant. 5: 1. lam come into my garden. 
 
 1 A GARDEN fenc'd from common earth 
 j_3_ By special sov'reign grace, 
 Enrich'd with plants of heav'nly birth, 
 
 The church of Jesus is. 
 
 2 His gospel is the open sky, 
 
 His love the shining sun: 
 Rivers of peace which never dry, 
 Through all this garden run. 
 
 3 His spirit is the heav'nly wind, 
 
 That o'er this garden blows; 
 
 And op'ning each renewed mind, 
 
 The Saviour's image" shows. 
 
 4 Faith like an ivy to the rock, , 
 
 (That stands forever,) cleaves; 
 And thro' the tempests loudest shock, 
 Eternal calm perceives. 
 
 5 Assurance, like a cedar, rears 
 
 Its stately branches high, 
 Beyond the reach of doubts and fears, 
 And blossoms in the sky. 
 
 FlQPl HYMN. L. M. Cowper. 
 
 tJUU God, the Defence of Zion. 
 
 IAS birds their infant brood protect, 
 
 O. And spread their wings to shelter them, 
 Thus saith the Lord to his elect, 
 'So will I guard Jerusalem.' 
 
536,537 THE CHURCH. 
 
 2 And what then its Jerusalem, 
 
 Thi.s object of his tender care? 
 "Where is its worth in God's esteem? 
 Who*built it? Who inhabits there? 
 
 3 Jehovah founded it in blood, 
 
 The blood of his incarnate Son; 
 There dwell the saints, once foe* to God, 
 The sinners whom he calls his own. 
 
 4 There, though besieged on every side. 
 
 Yet much belov'd, and guarded well; 
 From age to age they have defied 
 
 The utmost force of earth and hell. 
 4 Let earth repent, and hell despair, 
 
 This citv has a sure defence; 
 Her name'is called, 'THE LORD IS THERE;' 
 
 And who has power to drive them thence? 
 
 *l3fi HYMN. C. M. Wesley. 
 
 ^ ow 1 John 4: 7. He that lovelii is of God. 
 
 1 "OLEST be the dear uniting love 
 _D That will not let us part; 
 Our bodies may far off remove, 
 
 But we are join'd in heart. 
 
 2 Join'd in one spirit to our Head, 
 
 We wait his will to know, 
 That we in his right steps may tread, 
 And do his work below. 
 
 3 O, may we ever walk in him, 
 
 And nothing know beside: 
 Nothing desire, nor aught esteem, 
 But Jesus crucified. 
 
 4 Closer and closer let us cleave 
 
 To his belov'd embrace; 
 Expect his fullness to receive, 
 And grace to answer grace. 
 
 537 HYMN. C. M. 
 
 Heb. 10: 25. But exhorting one another. 
 1 l~^ ATHER my saints together! speaks 
 vJX The great eternal Three; 
 Join them in bonds of sacred peace, 
 And let them worship me. 
 

 
 THE CHURCH. 538,539 
 
 2 Let them in flocks together meet, 
 
 Together pray and praise; 
 Cleave to each other, cleave to me, 
 And walk in all my ways. 
 
 3 Never forsake my dwelling place, 
 
 But love fair Zion's hill; 
 Feast on the things my house affords, 
 And all my comforts feel. 
 
 4 Pastor and people all agree 
 
 To live in constant peace; 
 Watch for e:ich others mutual good, 
 And each fill up his place. 
 
 5 Lord, we'd obey the great command, 
 
 'Tis wise, 'tis just and right; 
 Tends to promote the sweetest love, 
 
 And each to each unite. 
 Lord, may this church rise up in grace, 
 
 And in affection shine: 
 Prove the pure joys that ever flow 
 
 Prom harmony divine. 
 
 53§ HYMN. L. M. 
 
 Ps 87. God loveth the gates of Zion. 
 
 1 /""i REAT God, we to thy honor raise 
 vT These walls, to echo forth thy praise; 
 Do thou, descending, fill the place 
 "With choicest tokens of thy grace. 
 
 2 Here let the great Redeemer reign, 
 "With all the graces of his train; 
 While power divine his word attends, 
 To conquer foes and cheer his friends. 
 
 3 And in the great decisive day, 
 When God the nations shall survey, 
 May it before the world appear, 
 That crowds were born to glorv here. 
 
 539 HYMN. L. M. Cowper. 
 
 The Christian. 
 
 1 H 
 
 ONOR and happiness unite 
 To make the christian's name a praise; 
 How fair the scene, how clear the light, 
 That fills the remnant of his days! 
 
540 THE CHURCH. 
 
 2 A. kingly character he bears; 
 
 No change his priestly office knows; 
 Unfading is the crown he wears; 
 His joys can never reach a close, 
 
 3 Adorn'd with glory from on high, 
 Salvation shines upon his face; 
 His robe is of th' etherial dye, 
 His steps are dignity and grace. 
 
 4 Inferior honors he disdains, 
 
 Nor stoops to take applause from earth; 
 The King of kings himself maintains 
 Th' expenses of his heav'nly birth. 
 
 5 The noblest creature seen below, 
 Ordain'd to fill a throne above; 
 God gives him all he can bestow, 
 His kingdom of eternal love. 
 
 6 My soul is ravish'd at the thought; 
 Methinks from earth I see him rise; 
 Angels congratulate his lot, 
 
 And shout his welcome to the skies. 
 
 rArk HYMN. L. M. Hart. 
 
 04U Eph. 2: 19. Of the household of God. 
 
 1 T ORD bless thy saints assembled here, 
 I 1 In solemn cov'nant now to join: 
 
 Unite them in thy holy fear, 
 
 And in thy love their hearts combine. 
 
 2 May they thy living members prove, 
 
 Though all by nature once were dead: 
 Be thou their Lord, their life, their love, 
 Their husband and their living head. 
 
 3 Thus constituted, may they be 
 
 Part of thy general church below; 
 Yet independent, but on thee, 
 
 For thou alone their wants can know. 
 
 4 give this church a large increase, 
 
 Of such as thou wilt own and bless: 
 Lord fill their hearts with joy and peace, 
 And clothe them with thy righteousness. 
 
THE CHURCH. 541, 542, 543 
 
 -ji HYMN. ?s. 
 
 ^^ •»- Setting apart a place of Worship. 
 
 1 T ORD of Hosts, to thee we raise 
 
 1 A Here a house of prayer and praise: 
 Thou thy people's hearts prepare 
 , Here to meet for praise and prayer. 
 
 2 Let the living here be fed 
 
 With thy word, the heavenly bread; 
 Here, in hope of glory blest, 
 May the dead be laid to rest. 
 
 542 HYMN. L. M. Kelly. 
 
 Hes. 11: 38. Of whom the world was not worthy. 
 
 1 'T300R and afflicted,' Lord are thine, 
 
 _L Among the great unfit to shine; 
 But tho' the world may think it strange, 
 They would not with the world exchange. 
 
 2 * Poor and afflicted. ' Yes they are; 
 They're nor exempt from grief and care: 
 But he who sav'd them by his blood, 
 Makes ev'ry sorrow yield them good. 
 
 3 'Poor and afflicted.' 'Tis their lot; 
 They know it, and they murmur not: 
 'Twould ill become them to refuse, 
 
 The state their Master deign' d to choose. 
 
 4 'Poor and afflicted.' Yet they sing, 
 For Jesus is their glorious King: 
 'Through sufT'ring perfect' — Now he reign?, 
 And shares in all their griefs and pains. 
 
 5 'Poor and afflicted.' But e'er long, 
 They'll join the bright celestial throng: 
 Their suff' rings then will reach a close, 
 And heav'n afford them sweet repose. 
 
 6 And while they walk the thorny way, 
 They're often heart? to sigh and say; 
 4 Dear Saviour, come, quickly come! 
 4 And take thy mourning pilgrims home.' 
 
 rjo HYMN. L. M. 
 
 *'*♦-> A Member Joining. 
 
 1 T3 ENEW'D by grace, we love the word, 
 
 x\ And yield our souls to Christ the Lord; 
 
 Then to the church ourselves we give, 
 
 In holy fellowship to li v e. 
 
544, 535 THE CHURCH. 
 
 2 Lord, may we feel that we are thine, 
 
 And sweetly on thy breast recline: 
 Thy name revere, thy word obey, 
 And never cease to watch and pray. 
 
 3 May we continue in thy ways, 
 Delight to pray, delight to praise; 
 Among the saints abide in love, 
 Till call'd to shine in realms above. 
 
 ~ A a HYMN. L. M. 
 
 *>**■-* The School of Christ. 
 
 1 nnHERE is a school on earth begun, 
 JL Instructed by the HoJy One; 
 
 He calls his pupils there to prove 
 The sweetness of redeeming love. 
 
 2 The school book is, the scripture true; 
 *rhe lessons are forever new; 
 
 In this the pupils are agreed — 
 It is a blessed school indeed. 
 
 3 'Tis here the blind may learn to see: 
 Then come, ye blind, the school is free; 
 And here the lame may learn to walk; 
 The dumb may also learn to talk. 
 
 4 'Tis here the deaf may learn to hear; 
 Then come ye deaf and lend an ear; 
 Listen to Jesus' pleasant voice, 
 
 He'll make your mourning souls rejoice. 
 
 5 Come, brethren, you who are at school, 
 Attention pay to ev'ry rule; 
 
 Here may we learn the happy art 
 Of loving God with all our heart. 
 
 r 4 ~ HYMN. 8s, 6s. Newton. 
 
 «)40 Luke 13. 6—9. The Garden— the Barren Fig 
 Tree. 
 1 nnHE church a garden is, 
 JL In which believers stand, 
 Like ornamental trees 
 Planted by God's own hand; 
 His Spirit waters all their roots, 
 And ev'ry branch abounds with fruit. 
 
 
546 
 
 THE CHURCH. 516 
 
 But other trees there are, 
 In this enclosure grow; 
 Which though they promise fair, 
 Have only leaves to show! 
 No fruits of grace are on them found, 
 They stand but cumb : rers of the ground, 
 The under gard'ner grieves, 
 
 In vain his strength he spends, 
 For heaps of useless leaves, 
 Afford him small amends: 
 He hears the Lord his will make known, 
 To cut the barren fig-tree down. 
 Spare them, and let me dry, 
 
 What further means may do; 
 I'll fresh manure apply, 
 My digging I'll renew; 
 Who knows but yet they fruit may yield? 
 If not — 'Tis just they should be fell'd. 
 • If under means of grace, 
 Nrt gracious fruit appear; 
 It is a dreadful case, 
 Though God may long forbear; 
 At length he'll strike the threaten'd blow, 
 And lay the barren hg-iree low. 
 
 HYMN. C. M. 
 
 Cant. 6: 10. Who is she that looketh forth as 
 the morning? 
 
 1 QAY, who is she that looks abroad 
 iTj Like the sweet blushing dawn, 
 When with her living light she paints 
 
 The dew-drops of the lawn? 
 
 2 Fair as the moon, when in the skies 
 
 Serene her throne she guides, 
 And o'er the twinkling stars supreme 
 In full-orb' d glory rides: 
 
 3 Clear as the sun, when from the east 
 
 Without a cioud he springs, 
 And scatters boundless light and heat 
 
 From his resplendent wings. 
 \ Tremendous as a host that moves 
 
 Majestically slow, 
 Wiih banners wid« display' d, all arm'd, 
 
 All ardent for the foe! 
 
547, 548 THE CHURCH. 
 
 5 This is the Church by heav'n array'd 
 With strength and grace divine; 
 Thus shall she strike her foes with dread, 
 And thus her glories shine. 
 
 547 HYMN L. M. Steele. 
 
 Ps. 16: 11. In thy presence is fulness of joy. 
 
 1 HfflHE wond'ring nations have beheld 
 _I_ The sacred prophecy fulfill'd; 
 And angels hail the glorious morn, 
 That show'd the great Messiah born. , 
 
 2 The Prince! the Saviour! long desir'd, 
 Whom men foretold, by heav'n inspir'd, 
 And, raptur'd, saw the blissful day 
 Rise o'er the world with healing ray. 
 
 3 Oft in the temple of his grace, 
 
 His saints behold his smiling face, 
 And oft have seen his glories shine 
 With pow'r and majesty divine: 
 
 4 But soon, alas! his absence mourn, 
 And pray and wish his kind return; 
 Without his life-inspiring light, 
 'Tis all a scene of gloomy night. 
 
 5 Come, dearest Lord, thy children cry, 
 Our graces droop, our comforts die: 
 Return, and let thy glories rise 
 Again to our admiring eyes — 
 
 6 Till fill'd with light, and joy, and love, 
 Thy courts below, like those above, 
 Triumphant hallelujahs raise, 
 
 And heav'n and earth resound thy praise. 
 
 f\AO HYMN. 148th. Doddridge. 
 
 Eph. 2: 22. Builded together for an habitation of 
 God through the Spirit. 
 1 f^ RE AT Father of mankind, 
 
 \JT We bless that wond'rous grace 
 Which could for Gentiles iind 
 Within thy courts a place: 
 How kind the care Our God displays, 
 For us to raise A house of prayer! 
 
THE CHURCH. ©49 
 
 2 Though once estrang'd afar, 
 We now approach the throne; 
 For Jesus brings us near, 
 
 And makes our cause his own; 
 Strangers no more, To thee we come, 
 And find our home And rest secure. 
 
 3 To thee our souls we join, 
 And love thy sacred name; 
 No more our own, but thine, 
 We triumph in thy claim. 
 
 Our Father — King — Thy cov'nant grace 
 Our souls embrace, Thy titles sing. 
 
 4 Here in thy house we feast 
 On dainties all divine, 
 
 And, while such sweets we laste, 
 
 With joy our faces shine; 
 Incense shall rise From flames of love, 
 And God approve The sacrifice . 
 
 5 May all the nations throng 
 To worship in thy house; 
 And thou attend the song, 
 And smile upon their vows: 
 
 Indulgent still, Till earth conspire 
 To join the choir Of Zion's hill. 
 
 r jq HYMN. ; L. M. Doddridge. 
 
 «*±" Eph. 4: 11. And he gave some Apostles, and 
 some Pastors, ^c. 
 
 1 TT^ATHER of mercies, in thy house 
 
 JP 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 heaven he rose 
 In splendid triumph o'er his foes, 
 Scatter' d his gifts on men below, 
 And wide his royal bounties flow. 
 
 3 Hence sprung th' Apostles' honor'd name, 
 Sacred beyond heroic fame; 
 
 In lowlier forms to bless our eyes, _ 
 Pastors from hence, and teachers rise. 
 
 4 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. 
 
550, 551 THE CHURCH. 
 
 5 So shall the bright succession run 
 Through the last courses of ihe sun; 
 While unborn churches by their care 
 Shall rise and flourish large and fair. 
 
 6 Jesus our Lord, their hearts shall know. 
 The spring whence all these blessings flow; 
 
 Pastors and people shout his praise 
 Through the long round of endless days. 
 
 fT ~ n HYMN. L.M. 
 
 Oo\J i sa . 6: 9. I said, Here lam, send me. 
 
 1 /~\UR God ascends his lofty throne, 
 \J Array'd in majesty unknown; 
 His lustre all the temple fills, 
 
 And spreads o'er all th' etherial hills: 
 
 2 The holy, holy, holy Lord, 
 By all the seraphim ador'd, 
 
 And, while they stand beneath his seat, 
 They veil their faces and their teet. 
 
 3 Lord, how can sinful lips proclaim 
 The honors of so great a name? 
 
 O, for thine altar's glowing coal 
 To touch his lips, to lire his soul! 
 
 4 Then if a messenger thou ask, 
 A lab'rer for the hardest task, 
 Through all his weakness and his fear, 
 Love shall reply, 'Thy servant 's here.' 
 
 5 Nor let his willing soul complain, 
 Though ev'ry effort seem in vain; 
 My ample recompense shall be 
 
 But to have wrought, O God, for thee. 
 
 rr-i HYMN. L.M. Doddridge. 
 
 •-'*-'•*■ Seeking Direction in the Choice of A Pastor. 
 Ezra 5: 17. And let the King send his pleasure to us. 
 
 1 QHEPHERD of Israel, bend thine ear. 
 O Thy servants groans indulgent hear; 
 Perplex' d, distress' d, to thee we cry, 
 And seek the guidance of thine eye. 
 
 2 Send forth, Lord, thy truth and light, 
 To guide our doubtful footsteps right; 
 Our drooping hearts, God, sustain, 
 Nor let us seek thv face in vain. 
 
THE CHURCH. .552, 553 
 
 3 Return, in ways of peace, return, 
 Nor let thy flock neglected mourn; 
 May our blest eyes a shepherd see, 
 Dear to our souls, and dear to Thee. 
 
 fV- 9 HYMN. L. M. Doddridge. 
 
 «)0& At the Settlement ot ;i Minister. 
 
 Jer. 3: 15. I will give you Pastors after mine own 
 heart. 
 
 1 QHEPHERD of Israel, thou dost keep, 
 lO With constant care, thy humble sheep: 
 By thee inferior pastors rise 
 
 To feed our souls and bless our eyes. 
 
 2 To all thy churches such impart, 
 Modell'd by thy own gracious heart, 
 Whose courage, watchfulnes, and love, 
 Men may attest, and God approve. 
 
 3 Fed by their active tender care, 
 Healthful may all thy sheep appear; 
 And in their fair example led, 
 
 The way to Zion's pasture tread! 
 
 4 Here thou hast listen'd to our vows, 
 And scatter'd blessings on thy house: 
 Thy saints are succor' d, and no more, 
 As sheep without a guide deplore. 
 
 5 Completely heal each former stroke, 
 And bless the shepherd and the flock; 
 Confirm the hopes thy mercies raise, 
 And own the tribute of our praise. 
 
 rro HYMN. C. M. Doddridge. 
 
 *)*)*$ Rev. 2: 1. Saith he — who walketh in the ?nidst of 
 
 the seven golden candlesticks. 
 
 1 "V¥TE bless th' eternal Source of light, 
 
 V V Who makes the stars to shine; 
 Aud through the dark beclouded night, 
 Diffuseth rays divine. 
 
 2 We bless the church's sov'reign King, 
 
 Whose golden lamps we are; 
 Fix'd in the temple of his love 
 To shine with radiance fair. 
 
554 THE CHURCH. 
 
 3 Still be onr purity preserved; 
 
 Still led with oil the flame; 
 And in deep characters inscrib'd 
 Our heavenly Master's name! 
 
 4 Then while between our ranks he walks, 
 
 And all our state surveys, 
 His smiles shall with new lustre deck 
 The people of his praise. 
 
 554 HYMN. C. M. 
 
 A Minister leaving his People. 
 
 Acts 20: 27. I have not shunned to declare to you, al 
 the counsel of God. 
 
 1 'TTTHEN Paul was parted from his friends, 
 
 VV It was a weeping day; 
 But Jesus made them all amends, 
 And wip'd their tears away. 
 
 2 In heaven they met again with joy, 
 
 (Secure no more to part), 
 Where praises ev'ry tongue employ, 
 And pleasure fills each heart. 
 
 3 Thus all the preachers of his grace . 
 
 Their children soon shall meet; 
 Together see their Saviour's face, 
 And worship at his feet. 
 
 4 But they who heard the word in vain, 
 
 Though oft and plainly warn'd, 
 Will tremble when they meet again 
 The ministers they scorn' d. 
 
 5 On your own heads your blood will fall, 
 
 If any perish here; 
 The preachers who have told you all, 
 Shall stand approv'd and clear. 
 
 6 Yet, Lord, to save themselves alone, 
 
 Is not their utmost view: 
 0! hear their prayer, their message own, 
 And save their hearers too. 
 
THE CHURCH. 555, 556 
 
 -r- HYMN. L.M. 
 
 nJutJ Tlje p e0 p] ( .' s p ra y er Ior their Minister. 
 
 2 Thes. 3: 1. Pray for us, that the word of the Lord 
 may have free course. 
 
 1 YX7ITH heavenly power, Lord, defend 
 
 V? Hirn 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. 
 
 3 Before him thy protection send; 
 love him, save him to the end! 
 Nor let him, as thy pilgrim rove 
 Without the convoy of thy love. 
 
 4 Enlarge, inflame, and fill his heart; 
 In him thy mighty power exert; 
 
 That thousands yet unborn may praise 
 The wonders of redeeming grace. 
 
 ~~* HYMN. L. M. Gibbons. 
 
 «J<JV Pastor's Wish for his People. 
 
 Phil. 4: 1. So stand fast in the Lord. 
 
 1 "IVTY brethren, from my heart belov'd, 
 JLtJL Whose welfare fills my daily care, 
 My present joy, my future crown, 
 
 The word of exhortation hear. 
 
 2 Stand fast upon the solid rock 
 
 Of the Redeemer's righteousness: 
 Adorn the gospel with your lives, 
 And practise what your lips profess. 
 
 3 With pleasure meditate the hour, 
 When he, descending from the skies, 
 Shall bid your bodies, mean and vile, 
 In all his glorious image rise. 
 
 4 Glory in his dear, bonor'd name, 
 To him inviolably cleave; 
 
 Your all he purchas'd by his blood, 
 Nor let him less than all receive. 
 
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557, 553 THE CHURCH, 
 
 5 Such is your pastor's faithful charge, 
 Whose soul desires not your's, but you, 
 may he, at the Lord's right hand, 
 Himself and all his people view! 
 
 557 HYMN, L.M. 
 
 At a Choice of Deaeons. 
 
 1 Tim. 3: 8. Likewise must the Deacons be grave, 
 
 1 "jTWIR Zion's King, we suppliant bow, 
 
 J? And hail the grace thy church enjoys; 
 Her holy deacons are thine own, 
 With all the gifts thy love employs. 
 
 2 Up to thy throne we lift our eyes, 
 For blessings to attend our choice, 
 
 Of such whose generous, prudent zeal, 
 Shall make thy favor' d ways rejoice- 
 
 3 Happy in Jesus, their own Lord, 
 May they his sacred table spread— 
 The table of their pastor fill, 
 
 And fill the holy poor with bread! 
 
 4 [When pastor, saints, and poor they serve, 
 May their own hearts with praise be crown' d? 
 While patience, sympathy, and joy, 
 Adorn, and through their lives abound.] 
 
 5 By purest love to Christ and truth, 
 0, may they win a good degree 
 
 Of boldness in the christian faith, 
 And meet the smile of thine and Thee ! 
 
 6 And when the work to them assigir d — 
 The work of love, is fully done, 
 
 Call them from serving tables here, 
 To sit around thy glorious throne. 
 
 rr^o HYMN. L. M. 
 
 OOO p s . 51; is. ]) good, in thy good pleasure, unto 
 Zion. 
 1 C\ GOD of Zion! from thy throne, 
 \j Look with an eye of pity down. 
 Thy church now humbly makes her prayer — 
 Thy church, the subject of thy care. 
 
LORD'S SUPPER. 559 
 
 2 We are a building thou hast, rais'd, 
 
 How kind thy hand, that hand be prais'd: 
 
 Yet all to utter ruin falls, 
 
 If thou forsake our to U' ring walls. 
 
 3 We call to mind the happier days 
 Of life and love, of joy and praise — 
 When holy services gave birth 
 
 To joys resembling heaven on earth. 
 
 4 But now the ways of Zion mourn, 
 Her gates neglected and forlorn: 
 Our life and liveliness are fled, 
 And many number' d with the dead. 
 
 5 We need defence from all our foes, 
 We need relief from all our woes; 
 If earth and hell should yet assail— 
 Let neither earth nor hell prevail. 
 
 6 Near to each other and to Thee, 
 Lord, bring us all in unity; 
 
 Oh, pour thy Spirit from on high, 
 And all our num'rous wants supply. 
 
 7 Oh, show that in our low estate. 
 No blessing for us is too great; 
 
 We plead thy Son, we plead thy word, 
 Founder, Patron, bounteous Lord! 
 
 LORD'S SUPPER. 
 
 r/.Q HYMN. C. M. Cowper. 
 
 *}*}J Welcome to the Table. 
 
 Luke 22: 20. This cup is the New Testament in my 
 Mood, which is shedjor many. 
 
 1 npHIS is the feast of heavenly wine, 
 
 JL And God invites to sup; 
 The juices of the living vine 
 Were press' d to fill the cup. 
 
 2 0, bless the Saviour, ye who eat. 
 
 With royal dainties fed; 
 Not heav'n affords a costlier treat, 
 For JESUS is the Bread. 
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560 LORD'S SUPPER. 
 
 3 The vile, the lost, he calls to them; 
 
 'Ye trembling souls appear! 
 'The righteous in their own esteem 
 Have no acceptance here; — 
 
 4 'Approach, ye poor, nor dare refuse 
 
 'The banquet 'spread for you:' 
 Dear Saviour, this is welcome news, 
 That I may venture too. 
 
 5 If guilt and sin afford a plea, 
 
 And may obtain a place, 
 Surely the Lord will weleorne me, 
 And I shall see his face. 
 
 5gQ HYMN. L. M. Watts. 
 
 lsa. 63: 1. Who is this that cometh from Edom f 
 with dyed garments from Bozra? 
 
 1 TT7"HAT heavenly man, or lovely God, 
 
 W Comes marching downward from the skies, 
 Array' d in garments roll'd in blood, 
 With joy and pity in his eyes? 
 
 2 The Lord! the Saviour! Yes, 'tis he, 
 I know him by the smiles he wears; 
 Dear glorious man, that died for me, 
 Drench' d deep in agonies and tears. 
 
 3 Lo, he reveals his shining breast; 
 I own these wounds, and I adore: 
 Lo, he prepares a royal feast, 
 
 Sweet fruit of the sharp pangs he bore. 
 
 4 Whence flow these favors so divine? 
 Lord! why so lavish of thy blood? 
 Why, for such earthly souls as mine, 
 This heavenly wine, this sacred food? 
 
 5 'Twas his own love that made him bleed, 
 That nail'd him to the cursed tree; 
 'Twas his own love this table spread, 
 For such unworthy guests as we. 
 
 6 Then let us taste the Saviour's love; 
 Come, faith, and feed upon the Lord: 
 With glad consent our lips shall move, 
 And sweet hosannas crown the board. 
 
LORD'S SUPPER. 561,562 
 
 5Q 1 HYMN. C. M. Steele. 
 
 Luke 14: 22.- Yet there is room. 
 
 1 ^V^"-E wretched, hungry, starving poor, 
 
 X Behold a royal feast! 
 Where Mercy spreads her bounteous store, 
 For every humble guest. 
 
 2 See Jesus stands with open arms; 
 
 He calls, he bids you come: 
 Guilt holds you back, and fear alarms; 
 But see, there yet is room — 
 
 3 Room in the Saviour's bleeding heart, 
 
 There love and pity meet; 
 Nor will he bid the soul depart, 
 That trembles at his feet. 
 
 4 In him the Father reconcil'd 
 
 Invites your souls to come; 
 
 The rebel shall be call'd a child, 
 
 And kindly welcomed home, 
 
 5 come, and with his children taste 
 The blessings of his love; 
 
 While hope attends the sweet repast 
 Of nobler joys above. 
 
 6 There, with united heart and voice, 
 Before th' eternal throne, 
 
 Ten thousand thousand souls rejoice, 
 In ecstacies unknown. 
 
 7 And yet ten thousand thousand more 
 Are welcome still to come; 
 
 Ye longing souls, the grace adore, 
 Approach, there yet is room. 
 
 tr /-r> HYMN. C. M. Slenneit. 
 
 3°^ Matth. 1: 21. Thou shalt call his name Jesus. 
 
 1 TESUS! word divinely sweet! 
 •J How charming is the sound! 
 What joyful news! what heavenly sense 
 
 In that dear name is found! 
 
 2 Our souls all guilty and condemn' d, 
 
 In hopeless fetters lay; 
 Our souls with numerous sins deprav'd, 
 To death and hell a prey. 
 
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563,564 LORD'S SUPPER; 
 
 3 Jesus, to purge away this guilt, 
 
 A willing victim fell, 
 Arid on his cross triumphant broke 
 The bands of death and hell. 
 
 4 Our foes were mighty to destroy, 
 
 He mighty was to save; 
 He died, but could not long be held 
 A prisoner in the grave. 
 
 5 Jesus! who mighty art to save, 
 
 Still push thy conquests on; 
 Extend the triumphs of thy cross, 
 Where'er the sun has shone. 
 G Captain of Salvation! make 
 Thy power and mercy known; 
 Till crowds of willing converts come 
 And worship at thy throne. 
 
 563 HYMN. L. M. Slennett. 
 
 Luke 22: 19. T/iis do in rememberance of me. 
 
 1 rnHUS we commemorate the day 
 
 X On which our dearest Lord was slain; 
 Thus we our pious homage pay, 
 Till he appears on earth again. 
 
 2 Come, great Redeemer, open wide 
 The. curtains of the parting sky: 
 On a bright cloud in triumph ride. 
 And on the wind's swift pinions fly. 
 
 3 Come, King of kings, with thy bright train, 
 Cherubs and seraphs, heavenly hosts; 
 Assume thy right, enlarge thy reign. 
 
 As far as earth extends her coasts. 
 
 4 Come, Lord, and where thy cross once stood, 
 There plant thy banner, fix thy throne; 
 Subdue the rebels by thy word, 
 
 And claim the nations for thy own. 
 
 564 HYMN. L. M. Beddome. 
 
 John 20: 27. Beach hither thy hand, and t/trust 
 it into my side. 
 1 TESUS, when faith with fixed eyes 
 < I Beholds thy wonderous sacrifice, 
 Love rises to an ardent flame, 
 And we all other hopes disclaim. 
 
LORD'S SUPPER. 565 
 
 2 Willi cold affections, who can see 
 
 The thorns, the scourge, the nails, the tree, 
 Thy Sowing tears, and purple sweat, 
 Thy bleeding hands, and head, and feet. 
 
 3 Look, saints, into his opening side, 
 
 The breach how large, how deep, how wide! 
 Thence issues forth a double flood 
 Of cleansing water, pard'ning blood. 
 
 4 Hence, my soul, a balsom flows 
 
 To heal thy wounds, and cure thy woes; 
 Immortal joys come streaming down, 
 Joys, like his griefs, immense, unknown. 
 
 5 Thus I could ever, ever sing 
 
 The sufferings of my heavenly King; 
 With growing pleasures spread abroad 
 The mysteries of a dying God. 
 
 5Q5 HYMN. L. M. D. Turner. 
 
 Rev. 5: 12. Worth]/ is the Lamb that was slain, 
 
 1 IVTOW far a";ove the starry skies; 
 
 J_ ^ Our Jesus fills his brighter throne, 
 
 Invisible to mortal eyes, 
 
 But not to humble faith unknown. 
 
 2 [The countless hosts that round him stand, 
 The subjects of his sovereign power, 
 
 Fly through the world at his command, 
 Or prostrate at his feet adore. 
 
 3 Satan and all his rebel crew 
 
 That rag'd to pull his kingdom down, 
 Crush' d by his hand, in ruin now 
 Lie trembling at his awful frown. 
 
 4 His name above all creatures great, 
 He all sustains and all controls! 
 Yet from his high exalted state 
 Looks kindly down on humble souls.] 
 
 5 Though in the glories he possess'd, 
 Long ere this world, or time, began, 
 He shines the Son of God confess'd, 
 Yet owns himself the son of man. 
 
 6 Here once in agonies he died, 
 J\ T ow in the heav'ns he ever lives; 
 Of joy there pours th' eternal tide, 
 Here saves the sinner who believes, 
 
566, 567 LORD'S SUPPER. 
 
 7 All-hail! thou great Immanuel hail! 
 Ten thousand blessings on thy name! 
 While thus thy wond'rous love we tell, 
 Our bosoms feel the sacred flame. 
 
 8 Gome, quickly com?, immortal King! 
 On earth thy regal honors raise, 
 
 The full salvation promis'd bring, 
 Then every tongue shall sing thy praise! 
 
 5Qg HYMN. L. M. Watts. 
 
 1 Cor. 11: 26. Ye do shew the Lord's death 
 till he come. 
 
 1 "TVTOW let our faith grow strong, and rise 
 JJM And view our Lord in all his love; 
 Look back to h<*ar his dying cries, 
 
 Then mount and see his throne above. 
 
 2 See where he languish'd on the cross; 
 Beneath our sins he groan' d and died; 
 See where he sits to plead our cause, 
 By his almighty Father's side. 
 
 3 If we behold his bleeding heart, 
 There love in floods of sorrow reigns; 
 He triumphs o'er the killing smart, 
 And seals our pleasure with his pains. 
 
 4 Or if we climb th' eternal hills, 
 Where the dear Conqu'ror sits enthron'd, 
 Still in his heart compassion dwells, 
 Near the memorials of his wound. 
 
 5 How shall vile pardon' d rebels show 
 How much they love their dying God? 
 Lord, here we'd banish every foe, 
 We hate the sins that cost thy blood. 
 
 6 Commerce no more we hold with hell, 
 Our dearest lusts shall ail depart; 
 But let thine image ever dwell, 
 Stampt as a seal on every heart. 
 
 r r r* HYMN. C. M. Stenneti. 
 
 *)v i i Cor. 11: 28. But let a man examine himself y 
 and so let him eat of this Bread. 
 1 T ORD, at thy table I behold 
 J_J The wonders of thy grace; 
 But most of all admire that I 
 Should find a welcome place: 
 
LORD'S SUPPER. 568 
 
 2 I that am all defil'd with sin, 
 
 A rebel to my God; 
 I that have crucified his Son, 
 And trampled on his blood. 
 
 3 What strange surprising grace is this, 
 
 That, such a soul has room! 
 My Saviour takes me by the hand, 
 My Jesus bids me corns. 
 
 4 'Eat, my friends,' the Saviour cries, 
 
 'The feast was made for you; 
 'For you I groan' d, and bled, and died, 
 'And rose, and triumph' d ioo.' 
 
 5 With trembling faith and bleeding hearts, 
 
 Lord, we accept thy love: 
 'Tis a rich banquet we have had, 
 What will it be above? 
 
 6 Ye saints below, and hosts of heaven, 
 
 Join all your praising powers; 
 No theme is like redeeeming love, 
 No Saviour is like ours. 
 
 7 Had T ten thousand hearts, dear Lord, 
 
 I'd give them all to thee: 
 Had 1 ten thousand tongues, they all 
 Should join the harmony. 
 
 568 
 
 HYMN. C. M. Stennett 
 John 6: 55. My flesh is meat indeed, 
 
 1 TTERE, at thy table, Lord, we meet 
 JlX To feed on food divine: 
 
 Thy body is the bread we eat, 
 Thy precious blood the wine. 
 
 2 He that prepares the rich repast, 
 
 Himself comes down and dies; 
 And then invites us thus to feast 
 Upon the sacrifice. 
 
 3 The bitter torments he endur'd 
 
 Upon the shameful cross, 
 For us, his welcome guests, procur'd 
 These heart-reviving joys. 
 
 4 His body torn with rudest hands 
 
 Becomes the finest bread; 
 And, with the blessing he commands, 
 Our noblest hopes are fed. 
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509,570 LORD'S SUPPER. 
 
 5 His blood, that from each op'ning vein 
 
 In purple torrents ran, 
 Hath till' d this cup with gen'rous wine, 
 That cheers both God and man. 
 
 6 Sure there was never love so free, 
 
 Dear Saviour, so divine! 
 Well thou may st claim that heart of me, 
 Which owes so much to thine. 
 
 7 Yes, thou shalt surely have my heart, 
 
 My soul, my strength, my ail; 
 With life itself I'll freely part,' 
 My Jesus, at thy cail. 
 
 569 
 
 HYMN. L. M. Beddome 
 John 11: 35. Jesus wept. 
 
 1 QO fair a face bedew'd with tears 
 
 O What beauty e'en in grief appears! 
 He wept, he bled, he died for you; 
 What more, ye saints, could Jesus do? 
 
 2 Enthron'd above, with equal glow 
 His warm affections downward flow! 
 hi our distress he bears a part, 
 
 And feels a sympathetic smart. 
 
 3 Still his compassions are the same, 
 He knows the frailty of our frame: 
 Our heavist burthens he sustains^ 
 Shares in our sorrows and our pains. 
 
 r ^ A HYMN, C. M. Steele. 
 
 *) iU | pet. 3: 18. The Just, for the Unjust, 
 
 1 \ ND did the holy and the just, 
 J\_ The Sovereign of the skies, 
 Stoop down to wretchedness and dust, 
 
 That guilty- worms might rise? 
 
 2 Yes, the Redeemer left his throne, 
 
 His radiant throne on high, 
 (Surprising mercy! love unknown!) 
 To suffer, bleed, and die. 
 
 3 He took the dying traitor's place, 
 
 AndsufTei'd in his stead: 
 For man, (0 miracle of grace! ( 
 For man the Saviour bled! 
 
LORD'S SUPPER. 571 
 
 4 Dear Lord, what heavenly wonders dwell 
 
 In thy atoning blood! 
 By this are sinners snatch* d from hell, 
 And Tebels brought to God. 
 
 5 Jesus, my soul adoring bends 
 
 To love so full, so free; 
 And may I hope that love extends 
 Its eacred power to me? 
 
 6 What glad return can I impart 
 
 For favors so divine? 
 take my all — this worthless heart, 
 And make it only thine. 
 
 r ~! HYMN. CM. Doddridge. 
 
 vJ i 1 Mattb. 22: 4. And all things are ready. 
 
 1 npHE King of Heaven his table spreads, 
 
 I' And dainties crown the board; 
 Not paradise, with all its joys, 
 Could such delight afford. 
 
 2 Pardoa and peace to dying men, 
 
 And endless life, are given: 
 Through the rich blood that Jesus she4 
 To raise the soul to heaven. 
 
 3 Ye hungry poor, that long have stray'd 
 
 In sin's dark mazes, come; 
 Come from your most obscure retreats, 
 And grace shall find you room. 
 
 4 Millions of souls in glory now, 
 
 Were fed and feasted here; 
 And millions more still on the way, 
 
 Around the board appear. 
 t> Yet is his house and heart so large, 
 
 That millions more may come! 
 Nor could the whole assembled world 
 
 O'erfill the spacious room. 
 <S All things are ready, come away, 
 
 Not weak excuses frame; 
 •Crowd to your places at the feast, 
 
 And bless the Founder's name. 
 
572, 573 LORD'S SUPPER, 
 
 P- 7 r> HYMN. L. M. Steele. 
 
 «) ' " Acts 2: 26. Did eat their meat with gladness 
 and singleness of heart. 
 
 1 nnO Jesus, our exalted Lord, 
 
 _L (Dear name by heaven and earth adoi'd !) 
 Fain would our hearts and voices raise 
 A cheerful song of sacred praise. 
 
 2 But all the notes which mortals know 
 Are weak, and languishing, and low; 
 Far, far above our humble songs, 
 
 The theme demands immortal tongues.* 
 
 3 Yet while around his board we meet, 
 And humbly worship at his feet; 
 
 0, let our warm affections move, 
 In glad returns of grateful love! 
 
 4 Let faith our feeble senses aid, 
 
 To see thy wond'rous love display'd, 
 Thy broken flesh and bleeding veins, 
 Thy dreadful agonizing pains. 
 
 5 Let humble, penitential wo, 
 
 With painfnl, pleasing anguish flow; 
 And thy forgiving smiles impart 
 Life, hope, and joy to every heart. 
 
 573 
 
 HYMN. C. M. Steele 
 Phil. 2: 10. At the name of Jesus every knee 
 shall bow. 
 
 1 rr^O our Redeemer's glorious name 
 
 I Awake the sacred song! 
 may his love (immortal ilame!) 
 Tune every heart and tongue. 
 
 2 His love what mortal thought can reach? 
 
 What mortal tongue display? 
 Imagination's utmost stretch 
 In wonder dies away, 
 
 3 He left his radiant throne on high, 
 
 Left the bright realms of bliss, 
 And came to earth to bleed and die! — 
 AVas ever love like this? 
 
 4 Dear Lord, while we adoring pay 
 
 Our humble thanks to thee, 
 May every heart with rapture say, 
 'The Saviour died for me.' 
 
LORD'S SUPPER. 574 
 
 5 may the sweet, the blissful theme, 
 Fill every heart arid tongue: 
 Till strangers love thy charming name, 
 And join the sacred song. 
 
 574 
 
 HYMN. 148th. Stennett. 
 Phil. 2: 11. Every tongue confess, to the glory 
 of God. 
 
 COME, every pious heart 
 That loves the Saviour's name, 
 
 Your noblest powers exert 
 
 To celebrate his fame: 
 Tell all above, and all below, 
 The debt of love to him you owe. 
 
 Such was his zeal for God, 
 
 And such his love for you, 
 
 He nobly undertook 
 
 What Gabriel could not do: 
 His every deed of love and grace 
 All words exceed, and thoughts surpass. 
 
 He left his starry crown, 
 
 And laid his robes aside; 
 
 On wings of love came down, 
 
 And wept, and bled, and died; 
 "What he endur'd, O who can tell, 
 To save our souls from death and hell! 
 
 From the dark grave he rose, 
 
 The mansion of the dead; 
 
 And thence his mighty foes 
 
 In glorious triumph led: 
 Up through the sky the Conqueror rode, 
 And reigns on high, the Saviour God. 
 
 From thence he'll quickly come, 
 
 His chariot will not stay, 
 
 And bear our spirits home, 
 
 To realms of endless day: 
 There shall we see his lovely face, 
 And ever be in his embrace. 
 
 Jesus, we ne'er can pay 
 
 The debt we owe thy love; 
 
 Yet tell us how we may 
 
 Our gratitude approve: 
 Our hearts, oar all, to thee we give; 
 The gift, though small, thou wilt receive. 
 
575, 576 ORDINATIONS. 
 
 575 HYMN. L. M. Dairies. 
 
 1 Cor. 6: 20. Ye are bought with a "price. 
 
 1 T ORD, am I thine, entirely thine? 
 
 JlJ Purchas'd and sav'd by blood divine? 
 With full consent thine I would be; 
 And own thy sovereign right in me. 
 
 2 Thee my new Master, now I call, 
 And consecrate to thee my all; 
 Lord, let me live and die to thee; 
 Be thine through all eternity. 
 
 ORDINATIONS. 
 
 57g m HYMN. L.. M. Doddridge. 
 
 1 Tim. 2: 7. I am ordained a Preacher. 
 
 1 f~^ REAT Lord of angels, we adore 
 
 \JX The grace that builds thy courts below;, 
 And through ten thousand sons of light, 
 Stoops to regard what mortals do. 
 
 2 Amidst the wastes of time and death, 
 
 Successive pastors thou dost raise, 
 Thy charge to keep, thy house to guide, 
 And form a people for thy praise. 
 
 3 The heavenly natives with delight 
 
 Hover around the sacred place, 
 Nor scorn to learn from mortal tongues 
 The wonders of redeeming grace. 
 
 4 At length, dismissed from feeble clay, 
 
 Thy servants join th' angelic band; 
 With them, through distant worlds they fly 
 With them, before thy presence stand. 
 
 5 0, glorious hope! 0, bless'd employ! 
 
 Sweet lenitive of grief and care! 
 When shall we reach those radiant courts, 
 And all their joy and honor share? 
 
 6 Yet, while these labors we pursue, 
 
 Thus distant from thy heavenly throne, 
 Give us a zeal and love like theirs, 
 
 And half their heaven shall here be known.. 
 
0RD19ATI0N& 577, 57S 
 
 577 HYMN. C. M. Doddridge. 
 
 Heb. 13: 37. For Ihey watch for your souls. 
 
 1 T ET Sion's watchmen all awake, 
 I A And take th' alarm they give; 
 
 Now let them from the mouth of God 
 Their awful charge receive. 
 
 2 "lis 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 heavenly bliss forego — 
 For souls which must forever live, 
 In raptures, or in wo. 
 
 4 All to the great tribunal haste, 
 
 Th' account to render there: 
 And shouldst thou strictly mark our faults, ' 
 Lord, where should we appear! 
 
 5 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. 
 
 f)7« HYMN. 7s. Hammond. 
 
 After the Cbaf»e. 
 2 Tim. 4: 5. Make full proof of thy ministry, 
 
 1 "1T70ULD you win a soul to God? 
 
 W Tell him of the Saviour's blood; 
 Say how Jesus' bowels move; 
 Tell him of redeeming love. 
 
 2 Tell him how the streams did glide 
 From his hands, his feet, his side; 
 How his head with thorns was ciown'd, 
 And his heart in sorrow drown' d. 
 
 3 Tell him how he suffered death, 
 Freely yielded up his breath; 
 Died, and rose to intercede, 
 
 As our Advocate and Head. 
 
 4 Tell him it was sovereign grace 
 Wrought on you to seek his face — 
 Made you choose the better part — 
 Brought salvation to vonr heart. 
 
579, 580 ORDINATIONS. 
 
 5 Tell him of that liberty, 
 Wherewith Jesus make us free; 
 Sweetly speak of sins forgiven — 
 Earnest of" the joys of heaven. 
 
 579 HYMN. L. M. 
 
 On Setting Missionaries Apart. 
 Acts 22: 21. I will send thee far hence to the Gentiles. 
 
 1 TNDULGENT God, to thee we pray, 
 X Be with us on this solemn clay; 
 Our brethren bless, their zeal approve, 
 That zeal which burns to spread thy love. 
 
 2 With cheerful steps may they proceed, 
 Where'er thy providence shall lead; 
 
 Let heav'n and earth their work befriend, 
 And mercy all their paths attend. 
 
 3 Let num'rous, solemn crowds be found, 
 Anxious to hear the gospel sound; 
 
 And rude barbarians, bond and free, 
 In suppliant throngs, resort to thee. 
 
 4 Where pagan altars now are built, 
 And brutal blood, or human, spilt, 
 There may the bleeding cross be rear'd, 
 And God, our God, alone rever'd. 
 
 •3QQ HYMN. CM. Doddridge. 
 
 John 21. 15. Latest thou me? feed my sheep. 
 
 1 "F\0 not I love thee, my Lord? 
 A-J Behold my heart and see; 
 And turn each cursed idol out 
 
 That dares to rival thee. 
 
 2 Do not I love thee from my soul? 
 
 Then let me nothing love: 
 
 Dead be my heart to every joy, 
 
 When Jesus cannot move. 
 
 3 Is not thy name melodious still 
 
 To mine attentive ear? 
 Doth not each pulse with pleasure bound 
 My Saviour's voice to hear? 
 
 4 [Hast thou a Lamb in all thy flock, 
 
 1 would disdain to feed? 
 Hast thou a foe, before whose face 
 I fear thy cause to plead? 
 
ORDINATIONS. 581 
 
 5 Would not my ardent spirit vie, 
 
 With angels round the throne, 
 To execute thy sacred will, 
 And make thy glory known? 
 
 6 Would not my heart pour forth its blood 
 
 In honor of thy name? 
 And challenge the cold hand of death 
 To damp the immortal flame?] 
 
 7 Thou know'st I love thee, dearest Lord; 
 
 But, 0! I long to soar 
 Far from the sphere of mortal joys, 
 And learn to love thee more. 
 
 5gl HYMN. L. M. Beddome. 
 
 i Prayer for Ministers. 
 
 1 Thes. 5: 25. Brethren pray for us. 
 
 \ ^ "PATHKR of mercies, bow thine ear, 
 JF Attentive to our earnest prayer; 
 We plead for those who plead for thee, 
 Successful pleaders may they be! 
 
 2 How great their work, how vast their charge! 
 Do thou their anxious souls enlarge; 
 
 Their best acquirements are our gain, 
 We share the blessings they obtain. 
 
 3 Clothe, then, with energy divine 
 
 Their words, and let those words be thine: 
 To them thy sacred truth reveal, 
 Suppress their fear, inflame their zeal. 
 
 4 Teach them to sow the precious seed; 
 Teach them thy chosen flock to feed: 
 Teach them immortal souls to gain — 
 Souls that will well reward their pain. 
 
 5 Let thronging multitudes around 
 Hear from their lips the joyful sound, 
 Tn humble strains thy grace implore, 
 And feel thy new-creating power. 
 
 6 Let sinners break their massy chains, 
 Distressed souls forget their pains; 
 
 Let light through distant realms be spread, 
 And Zion rear her drooping head. 
 
582, 533 MISSIONARY MEETINGS. 
 
 MISSIONARY MEETINGS. 
 
 382 HYMN. L. M. 
 
 ^ lsa. 51: 9. Awake, awake, put on strength 
 O! ana of ike Lord. 
 
 1 A RM of the Lord, awake, awake! 
 
 jTjl Put on thy strength— the nations shake, 
 And let the world, adoring, seei 
 Triumphs of mercy wrought by thee. 
 
 2 Say to the heathen, from thy throne, 
 'I am Jehovah — God alone:' 
 
 Thy voice their idols shall confound, 
 And cast their altars to the ground. 
 
 3 No more let human blood be spilt — 
 Vain sacrifice for human guilt! 
 
 But to each conscience be appli'd 
 The blood that fiord from Jesus' side. 
 
 4 Almighty God, thy grace proclaim, 
 In ev'ry land, of ev'ry name; 
 
 Let adverse pow'rs before thee fall, 
 And crown the Saviour — Lord of all. 
 
 58 
 
 3 HYMN. 8. 7. 4. 
 
 Luke I: 78. Whereby the day spring from 
 on high hath visited us. 
 
 1 /CHRISTIAN, see the orient morning 
 V7 Breaks along the heathen sky, 
 Lo! th' expected day is dawning — 
 
 Glorious Dav-Spring from on high! 
 
 Halleluiah! 
 Hail the Day-Spring from on high. 
 
 2 Heathens at the sight are singing — 
 
 Morning wakes the tuneful lays — 
 Precious ofT'rings they are bringing — 
 First fruits of more perfect praise: 
 
 Hallelujah! 
 Hail the Day-Spring from on high. 
 
 3 Zion's Sun! salvation beaming — 
 
 Gilding now the radiant hills; 
 Rise and shine, till brighter gleaming 
 
MISSIONARY MEETINGS. 084 
 
 All the world thv glorv iills: 
 
 Hallelujah! 
 Hail the Day-Spring from on high. 
 
 4 Then the vallies, and the mountains 
 
 Breaking forth, in joy shall .sing; 
 Then the living crystal fountains 
 
 From the thirsty ground shall spring: 
 
 Hallelujah! 
 Hail the Day-Spring from on high. 
 
 5 While the wilderness rejoices, 
 
 Roses shall the desert cheer: 
 Then the dumb shall tune their voices, 
 Blind shall see, the deaf shall hear: 
 
 Hallelujah! 
 Hail the Day-Spring from on high. 
 
 6 Lord, of every tribe and nation, . 
 
 Spread thy truth from pole to pole; 
 Spread the light of thy salvation, 
 'Till it shine on every soul: 
 
 Hallelujah! 
 Hail the Day-Spring from on high. 
 
 584 
 
 HYMN. 8. 7. 4. Baldwin. 
 Matth. 28: 19. Go— teach all nations, 
 
 1 /^l 0, ye heralds of salvation, 
 
 vT Go, proclaim Redeeming blood; 
 Publish to that barb'rous nation, 
 
 Peace and pardon from our God: 
 Tell the heathen, 
 
 None but Christ can do them good. 
 
 2 While the gospel trump you're sounding, 
 
 May the Spirit seal the word, 
 And, through sov'reign grace abounding, 
 Heathen, bow, and own the Lord; 
 
 Idols leaving, 
 God alone shall be ador'd. 
 
 3 Distant though, our souls are blending, 
 
 Still our hearts are warm and true; 
 In our pray'rs tu heav'n ascending, 
 Brethren — we'll remember you; 
 
 Heav'n preserve you, 
 Safely all your journey through. 
 
585, 586 MISSIONARY MEETINGS. 
 
 4 When your mission here is finish'd, 
 
 And your work on earth is done, 
 
 May your souls, by grace replenish'd, 
 
 Find acceptance through the Son; 
 
 Thence admitted, 
 Dwell forever near his throne. 
 
 5 Loud hosannas now resounding, 
 
 Make the heav'nly arches ring: 
 Grace to sinful men abounding, 
 Ransom' d millions sweetly sing; 
 
 While with rapture, 
 All adore their heav'nly King. 
 
 5g5 HYMN. C. M. 
 
 John 17: 2. As thou hast given him power 
 over all flesh. 
 
 1 /^1 RE AT Saviour, let thy power divine 
 \J O'er all the earth be known; 
 
 Let all, to thee, their will resign, 
 And make thy will their own. 
 
 2 Perversion marks the guilty way, 
 
 Which heathens madly tread; 
 From all thy laws they go astray, 
 And hasten to the dead. 
 
 3 Thou, Saviour-God, hast power alone 
 
 To turn their wand' ring feet, 
 To bend their souls before thy throne, 
 Low at thy mercy seat: 
 
 4 For all the power, beneath, above, 
 
 Thy wounded hands sustain; 
 Then sway the sceptre of thy love, 
 And let thy mercy reign. 
 
 r.vr- HYMN. C. M. 
 
 ^ ou Mark 16: 15. Go into all the world. 
 
 1 /^1 0, and the Saviour's grace proclaim, 
 vJT Ye messengers of God: 
 
 Go publish, through Immanuel's name, 
 Salvation bought with blood. 
 
 2 What tho' your arduous track may lie 
 
 Thro' regions dark as death; 
 What tho' your faith and zeal to try 
 Perils beset your path; 
 
MISSIONARY MEETINGS. 587, 583 
 
 Yet, with determined courage go, 
 
 And, arm'd with power divine, 
 Your God will needful aid bestow, 
 
 And on your labors shine. 
 He who has call'd you to the war 
 
 Will recompense your pains: 
 Before Messiah's conquering car, 
 
 Mountains shall sink to plains. 
 Shrink not, tho' earth and hell oppose, 
 
 But plead your Master's cause, 
 Nor doubt that even your mighty foes 
 
 Shall bow before his cross. 
 
 ^§7 HYMN. C. M. 
 
 Isa. 60: 1. Arise, shine, for thy light is come. 
 1 TTARK! 'tis the Prophet of the skies 
 -CI Proclaims Redemption near; 
 The night of death and bondage flies, 
 
 The dawning tints appear. 
 Zion, from deepest shades of gloom, 
 
 Awakes to glorious day: 
 Her desert wastes with verdure bloom, 
 Her shadows flee away. 
 
 3 The glad'ning news, convey'd afar, 
 
 Remotest nations hear; 
 To welcome Jadah's rising Star, 
 The ransom' d tribes appear. 
 
 4 Fair Lebanon shall hear his voice, 
 
 And lands where Jordan flows, 
 With Sharon's desert shall rejoice, 
 And blossom as the rose. 
 
 r qo HYMN. 8s. 7. Judson. 
 
 ^ Acts 16: 9. Come over and help us. 
 
 1 TTARK! — what mean those lamentations, 
 XX Rolling sadly through the sky? 
 
 'Tis the cry of heathen nations, 
 'Come and help us, or we die!' 
 
 2 Hear the heathen's sad complaining — 
 
 Christians, hear their dying cry: 
 
 And the love of Christ constraining, 
 
 Join to help them, ere they die. 
 
589, 590 MISSIONARY MEETINGS. 
 
 3 God, Messiah's cause maintaining. 
 
 Shall his righteous throne extend: 
 
 O'er the world the Saviour reigning,. 
 
 Earth shall at his footstool bend. 
 
 4 'In these deserts let me labor, 
 
 ; On these mountains let me tell 
 
 'How He died — the blessed Saviour, 
 
 *To redeem a world from hell.' 
 
 589 
 
 HYMN. L. M. Dobelh 
 Luke 10: 2. Jhe harvest is truly great* 
 
 1 T ORD, when we cast our eyes abroad, 
 J_J And see on heathen altars slain, 
 Poor helpless babes for sacrifice, 
 
 To purge their parent's dismai stain: 
 
 2 We can't behold such horrid deeds, 
 
 Without a groan of ardent prayer; 
 And while each heart in anguish bleeds, 
 We cry, Lord send thy gospel there. 
 
 3 For them we pray, for them we wait, 
 
 To them thy great salvation show; 
 Thv harvest, Lord, is truly great, 
 Bat faithful laborers are but few. 
 4. send out preachers, gracious Lord, 
 Among that dark, bewilder'd race; 
 Open their eyes, and bless thy word, 
 And call them by thy sovereign grace. 
 5 Then shall they shout thy honored name, 
 And sound thy matchless fame abroad; 
 And we will join them in the theme — 
 Salvation to our risen God. 
 
 590 
 
 HYMN. 8.7.4. Montgomery. 
 Matth. 28: 19. Go teach ail nations. 
 
 1 11 /TEN of God, go take your stations; 
 JJVJL Darkness reigns throughout the earth 
 Go — proclaim among the nations, 
 
 Joyful news of heavenly birth: 
 
 Bear the tidings — 
 Tidings of the Saviour's worth. 
 
 2 Of his gospel not ashamed — 
 
 'Tis the power of God to save; 
 Go' where Christ was never named, 
 
MISSIONARY MEETINGS. jRfl 9 592 
 
 Publish freedom to the slave: 
 
 Blessed freedom! — 
 Freedom Zion's children have. 
 3 When exposed to fearful dangers, 
 Jesus will his own defend; 
 Borne afar 'midst foes and strangers, 
 Jesus will appear your friend: 
 
 He is with you — 
 He will guide you to the end. 
 
 591 
 
 HYMN. C. M. Gibbon. 
 Isa. 43: 6. Bring my soils from jar, 
 
 1 "Jl/TILLIONS there are on heathen ground 
 JjjL Who never heard the gospel's sound; 
 Lord send it forth and let it run, 
 
 Swift and reviving as the sun. 
 
 2 Guide thou their lips who stand to tell 
 Sinners the way that leads from hell; 
 To those who give, do thou impart 
 
 A. generous, wise, and. tender heart. 
 
 3 Lord crown their zeal, reward their eare, 
 That in thy grace they all may share: 
 And those who now in darkness dwell, 
 Deliverance sing, from guilt and hell. 
 
 f;qo hymn, a M. 
 
 u Ps. 2: 8. I shall give thee the Heathen for 
 thine inheritatice. 
 
 1 TT^ATHER, is not thy promise pledg'd 
 j[/ To thine exalted Son, 
 
 That through the nations of the earth 
 Thy word of life shall run? 
 
 2 'Ask, and I give the heathen lands 
 
 For thine inheritance, 
 And to the world's remotest shores 
 Thine empire shall advance.' 
 
 3 Hast thou not said, the blinded Jews 
 
 Shall their Redeemer own; 
 While Gentiles to his standard crowd, 
 And bow before his throne? 
 
 4 When shall th' untutor'd Indian tribes, 
 
 A dark bewilder' d race, 
 Sit down at our Immanuel's feet., 
 And learn and feel his grace? 
 
593, 594 MISSIONARY MEETINGS. 
 
 5 Are not all kingdoms, tribes, and tongues, 
 
 Under th' expanse of heav'n, 
 To the dominion of thy Son, 
 Without exception given? 
 
 6 From east to west, from north to south, 
 
 Then be his name ador'd! 
 Europe, with ail thy millions shout 
 Hosannas to the Lord! 
 
 7 Asia ond Africa, resound 
 
 From shore to shore his fame: 
 And thou, America, in songs 
 Redeeming love proclaim! 
 
 593 
 
 594 
 
 HYMN. S. lYl. 
 Isa. 40: 4. And the crooked shall be made 
 straight. 
 
 YE Messengers of Christ 
 His sovereign voice obey; 
 Arise! and follow where he leads, 
 
 And peace attend your way. 
 
 The Master whom you serve 
 
 Will needful strength bestow; 
 Depending on his promis'd aid, 
 
 With sacred courage go. 
 
 Mountains shall sink to plains, 
 
 And hell in vain oppose; 
 The cause is God's, and must prevail, 
 
 In spite of all his foes. 
 
 Go, spread a Saviour's fame, 
 
 And tell his matchless grace 
 To the most guilty and deprav'd 
 
 Of Adam's num'rous race. 
 
 We wish you in his name, 
 
 The most divine success — 
 Assur'd that he who sends you forth 
 Will your endeavors bless. 
 
 HYMN. L. M. 
 
 Rev. 6: 10. Bow long 01 Lord, holy and true. 
 
 1 TLTOW many years has man been driven 
 _I7X Far off from happiness and heaven? 
 When wilt thou, gracious Lord, restore 
 Thy wandering church to voam no more? 
 
MISSIONARY MEETINGS. 5^5 
 
 2 Six thousand years are nearly past 
 Since Adam from thy sight was cast; 
 And ever since, his fallen race 
 From age to age are void of grace. 
 
 3 When will the happy trump proclaim 
 The judgment of the martyr' d Lamb? 
 When shall the captive troops be free, 
 And keep the eternal jubilee! 
 
 4 Hasten it, Lord, in every land, 
 
 Send thou thine angels and command; 
 'Go, sound deliverance; loudly blow, 
 Salvation to the saints below ' 
 
 5 We want to have the day appear! 
 The promis'd great Sabbatic year, 
 When, far from grief and sin, and hell, 
 Israel in ceaseless peace shall dwell. 
 
 6 Till then, we will not let thee rest, 
 Thou still shalt hear our strong request; 
 And this our daily prayer shall be, 
 Lord, sound the trump of jubilee. 
 
 r gx HYMN. C. M. 
 
 Rev. 19: 12. And on his head vjere many crowns, 
 
 1 /^1 forth, ye saints, behold your King 
 tjT With god-like honors crown'd, 
 Ten thousand beauties in his word 
 Shall spread his fame around. 
 
 2 Where'er the sun begins its race, 
 
 Or stops its swift career, 
 Both east and west shall own his grace, 
 And Christ be honor' d there. 
 
 3 Ten thousand crowns encircling show 
 
 The victories he hath won: 
 may his conquests ever grow 
 While time its course shall run. 
 
 4 Ride forth, thou mighty Conqueror, ride, 
 
 And millions more subdue, 
 Destroy our enmity and pride, 
 A ud ice will crown Thee too. 
 
593, 597 MISSIONARY MEETINGS. 
 
 59Q HYMN. 112th. 
 
 Rom. 11: 2. God ho.th not cast away his 
 people wliick he foreknew. 
 
 1 "FEATHER of faithful Abra'm, hear 
 
 jj Our earnest suit for A bra' in' s teed; 
 Justly they claim the softest prayer 
 
 From ns, adopted in their stead, 
 Who mercy through their fall obtain, 
 And Christ by their rejection gain. 
 
 2 Outcast from thee, and scatter'd wide, 
 
 Through every nation under heaven, 
 Blaspheming whom they crncify'd, 
 
 Unsav'd, unpity'd, unforgiven; 
 Branded like Cain, they bear their load, 
 Abhorr'd of me a, and curs'd of God. 
 
 3 But hast thou finally forsook. 
 
 Forever cast thy own away? 
 Wilt thou not bid the murderers look 
 
 On him they pierc'd, and weep and pray? 
 Yes, gracious Lord, thy word is past; 
 * All Israel shall be sav'd at last.' 
 
 4 Come, then, thou great Deliverer, come, 
 
 The veil from Jacob's heart remove; 
 Receive thy ancient people home, 
 
 That, quicken' d by thy dying love, 
 Tlie world may their reception view, 
 And shout to God the glory due. 
 
 r 07 HYMN. L. M. 
 
 ***** Malfh. 28: 19. Go ye therefore and teach 
 all nations. 
 
 1 f~^i 0, missionaries, and proclaim 
 
 \JH The kind Redeemer you have found; 
 Publish his ever precious name 
 To all the wond'ring nations round. 
 
 2 Go, tell the unletter'd, wretched slave, 
 Who groans beneath a tyrant's rod, 
 You bring — a freedom bought with blood. 
 The blood of an incarnate God. 
 
 3 And tell the panting sable chief, 
 On Ethiopia's scorching sand, 
 
 You come — with a refreshing stream 
 To cheer and bless his thirsty land. 
 
CONFERENCE, &c. 598, 599 
 
 4 Go, tell on India's golden shores, 
 The Ganges, Tibet, and Boutan, 
 That to enrich their deathless mind. 
 You come — the friends of God and man. 
 
 5 Tell all the distant isles afar 
 That lie in darkness and the grave, 
 
 You come a glorious light to show, 
 
 You come — their souls to seek and save. 
 
 6 Say, the religion you profess 
 Is all benevolence and love; 
 And crown' d with energy divine, 
 Its heavenly origin will prove. 
 
 r } QO HYMN. L. M. 
 
 1 Cor. 15: 25. For he must reign, till he hath 
 put all enemies under his Jeet. 
 
 1 "\7ES, mighty Jesus! thou shalt reign, 
 
 X Till all thy haughty foes submit; 
 Till hell, and all her trembling train, 
 Become like dust beneath thy feet. 
 
 2 Then rescu'd souls shall bless thy power, 
 Thy arm shall full salvation bring; 
 Thy saints, in that illustrious hour, 
 Shall conquer with their conquering King. 
 
 o And when, through brilliant gates of gold, 
 Thou lead'st thy chosen to the skies, 
 May we the shining pomp behold, 
 And partners of the triumph rise. 
 
 4 Then, Tang'd thy blazing throne around, 
 The Saviour's honors we'll proclaim; 
 While heaven's transported realms resound 
 Thy glorious deeds and darling name. 
 
 CONFERENCE AND PRAYER MEETINGS. 
 
 599 HYMN. L. M. Watts. 
 
 Ps. 16: 11. In thy presence is fulness of joy. 
 1 A RE those the happy persons here, 
 Q. Who dwell the nearest to their God? 
 Has God invited sinners near, 
 
 And Jesus bought them with his blood? 
 
600,601 CONFERENCE AND 
 
 2 Go, then, my soul, address the Son, 
 
 To lead thee near the Father's face; 
 Gaze on his glories yet unknown, 
 And taste the blessings of his grace. 
 
 3 Vain, vexing world, and flesh, and sense, 
 
 Retire, while I approach my God; 
 .Nor let my sins divide me thence, 
 
 Nor creatures tempt my thoughts abroad. 
 
 4 While to thine arms, my God, I press, 
 
 No mortal hope, nor joy, nor fear, 
 
 Shall call my soul from thine embrace; 
 
 'Tis heaven to dwell forever there. 
 
 GOO 
 
 601 
 
 HYMN. L. M. 
 
 Ps. 34: 18. The Lord is nigh unto them that 
 are of a broken heart. 
 
 1 \ LL those who seek a throne of grace, 
 f\ May find one near in every place; 
 To those who love a life of prayer, 
 
 Our God is present every where. 
 
 2 In pining sickness, or in health, 
 In poverty or growung wealth, 
 
 The humble soul delights in prayer, 
 And God is present every where. 
 
 3 When Zion mourns, and comforts fail, 
 And all her foes do scoff and rail; 
 'Tis then a time for secret prayer, 
 For God is present every where. 
 
 4 When some backslide, and others fall, 
 And few are found that strive ai all, 
 The faithful find, in secret prayer, 
 That God is present every where. 
 
 5 then, my soul, in every strait, 
 To the Almighty come and wait; 
 Who sees, and every sigh does hear, 
 And he will answer all true prayer. 
 
 "hymjn^ l. m. 
 
 Spiritual Declension* 
 
 John 6: 67. Will ye also go an-' 
 1 A LAS! alas! w T hy is it so, 
 
 l\. That Jesus' cause should run so low? 
 Is love so cold, and faith so weak, 
 That none fox Jesus now can speak? 
 
PRAYER MEETINGS. 602 
 
 2 Where is the love and heavenly zeal, 
 That christians formerly did feel, 
 When they did meet and joyful tell 
 The love of their Immanuel? 
 
 3 Young converts then did praise the Lord, 
 They sung his praise with one accord; 
 While older christians caught the flame, 
 And spake the glory of his name. 
 
 4 Cut short these days, Lord, and come, 
 And bring us humble round thy throne 
 And we again shall love thy laws, 
 Again espouse thy bleeding cause. 
 
 602 
 
 HYMN. C. M. 
 
 Gen. 32: 25. I will not let thee go, except thou 
 bless me. 
 IAS Jacob did in days of old, 
 i\ So will my soul do now; 
 Wrestle, and on my Jesus hold 
 Nor will I let him go. 
 
 2 Like Jacob, I am weak and faint, 
 
 And overwhelm'd with woe; 
 Lord, hear and pity my complaint, 
 For I'll not let thee go. 
 
 3 I come encourag'd by thy word, 
 
 That mercy thou wilt show; 
 Except thou bless me dearest Lord, 
 I will not let thee go. 
 
 4 I come to ask forgiveness free, 
 
 Though I have been thy foe; 
 Except thou grant it, Lord to me, 
 I will not let thee go. 
 
 5 1 come to tell thee of my fears, 
 
 And conflicts here below; 
 Except thy mercy, Lord, appears, 
 I will not let thee go. 
 
 6 Thus will I wrestle while I live, 
 
 A pilgrim here below; 
 
 And when in glory I arrive, 
 
 I will not let thee go. 
 
0)3,604 CONFERENCE AND 
 
 rrv> HYMN. S. M. 
 
 t)Ut';> 2 Cor. 7. 5. Without were fightings, within 
 icere fears. 
 
 1 4 ISD are we yet alive, 
 
 J\_ And see each other's face? 
 Glory and praise to Jesus give, 
 For his redeeming grace! 
 
 2 Preserv'd by power divine, 
 To feel salvation here, 
 
 Again in Jesus' praise we join, 
 
 And in hi* sight appear. 
 :'. What troubles have we seen! 
 
 What conflicts have we past! 
 Fightings without and fears within, 
 
 Since we assembled last. 
 
 4 But out of all the Lord 
 Hath brought us by his love! 
 
 And still he doth his help afford, 
 And hide our life above. 
 
 5 Then let us make our boast 
 Of his redeeming power, 
 
 Which saves us to the uttermost, 
 Till we shall sin no more. 
 
 6 Let us take up the cross, 
 Till we the crown obtain, 
 
 And gladly reckon all things loss, 
 So we but Jesus gain. 
 
 604 
 
 HYMN. S. M. Newton. 
 Heb. 4: 16. Come boldly to a throne of Grace. 
 
 \ T3EH.0LD the throne of grace, 
 J3 The promise calls me near; 
 There Jesus shows a smiling face, 
 And waits to answer pray'r. 
 2 My soul, ask what thou wilt, 
 Thou canst not be too bold; 
 Since his own blood for thee he spilt, 
 What else can he withhold? 
 .*> Beyond thy utmost wants, 
 His love and pow'r can bless; 
 To praying souls he always grants, 
 More than they can express. 
 
PRAYER MEETINGS. 605, 606 
 
 Thine image, Lord, bestow, 
 
 Thy presence and thy love; 
 { ask to serve thee here below, 
 
 And reign with thee above. 
 
 Teach me to live by faith, 
 
 Conform my will to thine; 
 Let me victorious be in death, 
 
 And then in glory shine. 
 
 rnr HYMN. S. M. Medley. 
 
 &vd j hn 16: 2-1. Ask and ye shall receive. 
 
 1 /^OME, praying souls, rejoice, 
 \j And bless your Father's name; 
 
 Joyful to him lift up your voice, 
 And all his love proclaim. 
 
 2 Y r our mournful cry he hears, 
 He marks your feeblest groan; 
 
 Supplies your wants, dispels your fears, 
 And makes his mercy known. 
 
 3 To all his praying saints 
 He ever will attend; 
 
 And to their sorrows and complaints, 
 Will timely succour send. 
 
 4 Then, blessed be the Lord, 
 Who has not turn'd away 
 
 His mercy, nor his precious word, 
 From those who love to pray. 
 
 5 No' still he bows his ear 
 In gentle pity down; 
 
 For praying breath he loves to hear, 
 And praying souls he'll crown. 
 
 6 Then let us still go on 
 In his appointed ways, 
 
 Kejoicing in his name alone, 
 In prayer and humble praise. 
 
 606 
 
 HYMN. lis. J f Bower; 
 Mai. 3: 16. Tfiey spake often one to another. 
 1 ^lOME tell us your troubles, ye saints of the Lord, 
 V-^ And tell us what comfort you've found in his word. 
 Although you're unworthy, in Jesus be bold, 
 Tell what a kind Saviour has done for your soul. 
 
607, 608 CONFERENCE AND 
 
 2 Tell how you discover' d the state you were in, 
 How weary you felt of your hurden of sin: [fear, 
 Come tell us your sorrows, your doubts, and your 
 Your brethren are waiting, and longing to hear. 
 
 3 Come, now we'll attend to the glorious good news, 
 Plead not your unworthiness for an excuse; 
 
 But speak while we try to assist you by pray'r, 
 And the angels above will rejoice for to hear. 
 
 AA ~ HYMN. S. M. 
 
 OU / p 6 . 27: 7. Hear, O Lord, when 1 cry. 
 
 1 T"\EAR Lord, attend our pray'r, 
 \J And all our wants relieve; 
 
 Come to our hearts, and dwell thou there, 
 That thou in us may'st live. 
 
 2 In weakness we draw nigh 
 Unto a throne of grace; 
 
 Answer a sinner's mournful cry, 
 And fill us with thy peace. 
 
 3 Thou read'st the naked breast; 
 For Liberty we groan; 
 
 We sigh in thee, our Lord, to rest, 
 And worship thee alone. 
 
 4 If trials vex our mind, 
 
 Close to thy wounds we'll flee; 
 No refuge may we elsewhere find, 
 But what we find in thee. 
 
 5 To thee we come, our Friend, 
 As sinners poor indeed; 
 
 On thee for future grace depend, 
 Our help in ev'ry need. 
 
 ftftQ HYMN. CM. 
 
 vv/ ° Heb. 4: 16. Come boldly to a throne of Grace. 
 
 1 T^VEAR Lord! to us assembled here, 
 jlJ Reveal thy smiling face; 
 While we by faith, with love and fear, 
 
 Approach thy Throne of Grace. 
 
 2 Thy house is calPd a house of prayer, 
 
 A solemn, sacred place: 
 Oh! let us now thy presence share, 
 While at the Throne of Grace. 
 
PRAYER MEETINGS. 609 
 
 3 With holy boldness may we come, 
 
 Though of a sinful race, 
 Thankful to find there yet is room 
 Before the Throne of Grace. 
 
 4 Our earnest, fervent cry attend, 
 
 And all our faith increase, 
 While we our heavenly friend address 
 Upon a Throne of Grace. 
 
 5 His tender pity and his love 
 
 Our every fear shall chase, 
 And all our help we then shall prove 
 Comes from the Throne of Grace. 
 
 6 We bless thee for thy word and laws, 
 
 We bless thee for thy peace, 
 And we do bless thee, Lord, because 
 There is a Throne of Grace. 
 
 rAn HYMN. C. M. 
 
 OUy Matth. 15: 25. Lord help me. 
 
 'D 
 
 EAR Saviour! let thy gracious eye 
 In pity now look down, 
 While unto thee for help we cry, 
 And all our vileness own. 
 
 2 Often beset with shame or fear, 
 
 When we attempt to pray, 
 Or such confusion interfere, 
 We scarce know what to say: 
 
 3 Darkness and hardness, guilt and pride, 
 
 And Satan's craft and rage, 
 Make us our sinful faces hide, 
 And often fear t' engage. 
 
 4 Lord, let thy mighty pow'r and love 
 
 Upon us be display'd, 
 O, send thy spirit from above, 
 And grant us timely aid. 
 
 5 Subdue these evils, dearest Lord! 
 
 Remove them far away, 
 And let thy gracious help afford, 
 Renewed grace to pray. 
 
 6 Still Lord, uphold us in thy strength, 
 
 And we'll go on in prayer, 
 Till we arrive in heaven at length, 
 To praise our Saviour there. 
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610, 611 CONFERENCE AND 
 
 610 L 
 
 HYMN. C. M. Mrs. Steele. 
 isa. 40: 4. Blessed is he that rnaketh the Lord his 
 trust. 
 Penitence. 
 
 1 /~\ THOU, whose tender mercy hears 
 \Jr Contrition's humble sigh; 
 Whose hand indulgent wipes the tears 
 
 From sorrow's weeping eye. 
 
 2 See, low before thy throne of grace, 
 
 A wretched wanderer mourn: 
 Hast thou not bid me seek thy face? 
 Hast thou not said — return? 
 
 3 And shall my guilty fears prevail 
 
 To drive me from thy feet? 
 Oh! let not this dear refuge fail, 
 This only safe retreat. 
 
 4 Absent from thee, my guide! my light! 
 
 Without one cheering ray; . 
 Through dangers, fears, and gloomy night, 
 How desolate my way! 
 
 5 Oh! shine on this benighted heart, 
 
 With beams of mercy shine! 
 And let thy healing voice impart 
 A taste of joys divine. 
 
 A1 1 HYMN. C. M. 
 
 U A i Luke 11: 13. Your Heavenly Father give the Holy 
 Spirit unto them that ask. 
 
 1 T71TERNAL Spirit! mighty Lord, 
 
 M^J Jehovah is thy name; 
 Thy glories here will we record, 
 And sing thy wond'rous fame. 
 
 2 'Twas thy almighty pow'r and love, 
 
 Which call'd our souls from death; 
 raise our hearts to thee above, 
 In praise, while we have breath. 
 
 3 Of heavenly love thou art the pledge, 
 
 The witness and the seal; 
 O that, in prayer when we engage, 
 We may thy influence feel! 
 
PRAYER MEETINGS. 612 
 
 4 Our faint attempts, Lord, kindly own, 
 
 And for us intercede, 
 Hear every sigh and every groan, 
 Which from our hearts proceed, 
 
 5 View every pained, throbbing heart, 
 
 That would, but cannet pray; 
 Thv gracious liberty impart, 
 To teach them what to say. 
 
 6 Great searcher of the heart, to thee 
 
 Let every groan ascend: 
 Thou know'st the Spirit's mind, and we 
 Upon his help depend. 
 
 f > . 9 HYMN. C. M. 
 
 Ul"-' Heb. 11: 13. Strangers and Pilgrims— persuaded 
 of the Promises. 
 
 1 /^l on, ye pilgrims, while below, 
 vJT In the sure path of peace ; 
 Determined nothing else to know, 
 
 But Jesus and his grace. 
 
 2 Observe your leader, follow him ; 
 
 He through this world has been 
 Often revil'd, but like a lamb, 
 Did ne'er revile again. 
 
 3 0, take the pattern he has given, 
 
 And love your enemies ; 
 And learn the only way to heaven, 
 In self denial lies. 
 
 4 Remember you must watch and pray, 
 
 While journeying on the road, 
 Lest you should fall out by the way, 
 And wound the cause of God. 
 
 5 Contend for nothing but the fruit, 
 
 That feeds th' immortal mind; 
 For fruitless leaves no more dispute, 
 But leave them to the wind. 
 
 6 Go on, rejoicing night and day, 
 
 Your crown is yet before ; 
 Defy the trials of your way, 
 The storm will soon be o'er. 
 
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 613, 614 CONFERENCE AND 
 
 gl3 HYMN. CM. Mayo. 
 
 Num. 10: 29. We are journeying — I will give it 
 yvu. 
 
 tF worldlings ask the reason why 
 We do j-o often meet; 
 In love to them we do reply, 
 To wait at Jesus' feet. 
 2 We tell them 'tis our greatest joy 
 To meet and sing and pray; 
 The noblest, rational employ, 
 Of each succeeding day. 
 '3 To man in nature this is strange, 
 For want of better light; 
 There must be an entire change, 
 To worship God aright. 
 d Ah, did you know the joys we feel, 
 In our despised way; 
 You also would a moment steal, 
 And join to sing and pray. 
 
 5 But if determin'd still to run 
 In ruin's mad career; 
 
 AVe must your ways and persons shun, 
 And weeping, leave you here. 
 
 6 We must press forward in the race 
 Appointed for our feet; 
 
 And long to see our Saviour's face, 
 Where worship is complete. 
 
 (314 HYMN. C. M. Needlwm. 
 
 Matth. 6: 8. Your Father knowethwhat ye need. 
 
 1 T ORD, in thy courts we now appear, 
 J_J And bow before thy throne ; 
 Before our lips begin to move, 
 
 Our wants to thee are known. 
 
 2 Thou know'st the language of the heart, 
 
 The meaning of a sigh : 
 Dear Father hear our humble prayer, 
 And bring thy blessing nigh. 
 
 3 Few be our words, and short our prayers, 
 
 While we together meet ; 
 
 S?hort duties keep religion up, 
 
 And make devotion sweet. 
 
PRAYER MEETINGS. 615, 616 
 
 fit* HYMN. .LM. 
 
 1 Matth. 18: 20. Inert am Iin the midst. 
 
 1 T71TERNAL Spirit! we confess, 
 
 Pi And sing the wonders of thy grace: 
 Thy power conveys our blessings down 
 From God the father and the Son. 
 
 2 Enlightened by thine heavenly ray, 
 Our shades and darkness turn to day: 
 Thine inward teachings make us know 
 Our danger and our refuge too. 
 
 3 Thy power and glory work within, 
 And break the chains of reigning sin; 
 Do our imperious lust subdue 
 
 And form onr wretched hearts anew. 
 
 4 The troubled conscience knows thy voice, 
 Thy cheering words awake our joys; 
 
 Thy words allay the stormy wind, 
 And calm the surges of the mind. 
 
 A 1 g HYMN. 8s. 7s. 
 
 Ps. 87: 2. Glorious things are spoken of thee, O 
 City of God. 
 
 1 |^ LORIOUS things of thee are spoken, 
 \J Zion, city of our God! 
 
 He whose word cannot be broken, 
 Form'd thee for his own abone: 
 On the Rock of ages founded, 
 What can shake thy sure repose? 
 With Salvation's walls surrounded, 
 Thou may'st smile at all thy foes. 
 
 2 [See! the streams of living waters 
 Springing from eternal love, 
 
 Well supply thy sons and daughters, 
 And all fear of want remove: 
 Who can faint while such a river 
 Ever flows thy thirst V assuage? 
 Grace, which, like the Lord, the giver, 
 Never fails from age to age. 
 
 3 Round each habitation hovering, 
 See the cloud and fire appear! 
 For a glory and a covering, 
 Showing that the Lord is near: 
 
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617 CONFERENCE AND 
 
 Thus deriving from their banner 
 Light by night and shade by day, 
 Safe they feed upcn the manna 
 Which he gives them when they pray. 
 
 4 Blest inhabitants of Zion, 
 Wash'd in the Redeemer's blood! 
 Jesus, whom their souls rely on, 
 Makes them kings and priests to God: 
 'Tis his love his people raises 
 
 Over self to reign as kings; 
 
 And as priests, his solemn praises 
 
 Each for a thank-offering brings. 
 
 5 Saviour, if of Zion's city, 
 
 I through grace a member am; 
 
 Let the world deride or pity, 
 
 I w : ll glory in thy name: 
 
 Fading is the worldling's pleasure — 
 
 All his boasted pomp and show! 
 
 Solid joys and lasting treasure, 
 
 None but Zion's children know. 
 
 ft 17 HYMN S. M. 
 
 v A J Matth. 18: 20. There am I in the mids 
 
 1 /"lOME all who love to pray, 
 KJ On Jesus cast your care; 
 
 And every praying soul shall find 
 He loves to answer pray'r. 
 
 2 See, how he looks and smiles. 
 From yonder shining throne; 
 
 Pleas'd he attends your ev'ry pray'r, 
 And sends rich blessings down! 
 
 3 Ye hungering, thirsting souls, 
 pray, and never faint; 
 
 Fresh scenes of love our Lord displays 
 To ev'ry praying saint. 
 
 4 And whither should we fly, 
 But to a throne 0/ grace? 
 
 For there we prove celestial joys, 
 And find substantial peace. 
 
 5 Lord, from thy throne behold 
 Thy saints assembled here, 
 
 Whose hearts ascend with warm desire 
 To feel thy presence near. 
 
CHURCH MEETINGS- 618, 619 
 
 i Through all the glooms of sins, 
 May thy rich mercy blazef 
 And make it known thou nearest pray'r. 
 And worthy art of praise. 
 
 G18 HYMN. L. M. Swain. 
 
 Matlh. 18: 19. If two of you shall agree on earth- 
 It shall be done for them. 
 
 1 \V EL , C0ME ' dear bre threr], to this place! 
 
 '» Be banish'd ev'ry slavish fear! 
 Ye come to seek Immanuel's face— 
 And he has promis'd to be here. 
 
 2 Seek him in pray'r— he'Jl surely come, 
 
 To do us good before we pan; 
 Each humble breast he'll make his home, 
 And dwell in ev'ry waiting heart. 
 
 3 He'll come with all his gracious train 
 
 Of lively graces bright and strong; 
 Then shall the Lamb for sinners slain, 
 Sound loud and sweet from ev'ry tongue. 
 
 4 Oh, then be earnest, take no nay, 
 
 He'll answer ev'ry good desire; 
 Give him your hearts— though cold as clay, 
 They'll melt like wax before the fire! 
 
 CHURCH MEETINGS. 
 
 619 HYMN. L. M. 
 
 . Luke 12: 32. Fear not little flock, for it is your 
 fathers good pleasure to give you the kingdom, 
 
 1 ]\r° f mortal tie « can be compar'd 
 
 1.1 To those that join the Saviour's fold- 
 Ihose bands of love by heav'n bestow'd ' 
 Not earn'd by works, nor bought with go'ld. 
 
 2 By these, the followers of the Lamb, 
 'Know they have pass'd from death to life;' 
 Ihese bands still sweeten ev'ry song 
 
 And help to banish sinful strife. ' 
 
620, 621 CHURCH MEETINGS. 
 
 3 Tho' all the world combin'd, disdain 
 The 'little flock' renew'd by grace; 
 This flock may glory in their gain, 
 In Jesus' heart they have a place. 
 
 4 This 'little flock,' and only they, 
 Enjoy the Saviour's smiles in time; 
 And they at last, in endless day, 
 
 Shall bright with God and angels shine. 
 
 (320 HYMN. L. M. 
 
 Gal. 2: 9. They gave to me and Barnabas the 
 right hands of fellowship. 
 1 "OROTHER in Christ, and well-belov'd, 
 
 JD To Jesus and his servants dear, 
 
 Enter, and shew thyself appro v'd; 
 
 Enter, and find that God is here. 
 % Welcome from earth! — Lo, the right hand 
 
 Of fellowship to thee we give! 
 
 "With open arms and hearts we stand, 
 
 And thee in Jesus' name receive. 
 3 Say, is thy heart resolv'd as ours? 
 
 Then let it burn with sacred love: 
 
 Then let it taste the heavenly pow'rs, 
 
 Partaker of the joys above. 
 
 (521 HYMN. L. M. Burnham. 
 
 Before Experience. 
 
 Ps. 66: 16. Come hear all ye that fear God, and I will 
 declare what he hath done for my soul. 
 
 1 "1VTOW we are met in holy fear 
 
 _Li To hear the happy saints declare 
 The free compassions of a God, 
 The virtues of a Saviour's blood. 
 
 2 Jesus, assist them now to tell 
 What they have felt, and now do feel; 
 O, Saviour, help them to express 
 The wonders of triumphant grace. 
 
 3 While to the church they freely own 
 What for their souls the Lord hath done, 
 We join to praise eternal love, 
 
 And heighten all the joys above. 
 
CHURCH MEETINGS. 622, 623, 624 
 (J22 HYMN. C. M. W. a Buck. 
 
 After Experience. 
 Acts 10. 47. Can any man forbid water, that these 
 should not be baptized. 
 "HO can forbid the sons of God, 
 Renewed by heavenly grace, 
 To follow where their Lord has trod — 
 His bright example trace? 
 2 Who dare pervert his high command? 
 Or turn their feet aside? 
 The Lord his ord' nance will defend — 
 He passed through Jordan's tide. 
 
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 623 HYMN. L. M. Kelly. 
 
 Receiving Members. 
 Gen. 24: 31. Come in, thou blessed of the Lord. 
 
 1 'f^lOME in, thou blessed of the Lord;' 
 
 Vy Enter in Jesus' precious name; 
 We welcome thee with one accord, 
 And trust the Saviour does the same. 
 
 2 Thy name, 'tis hoped, already stands 
 
 Marked in the book of life above, 
 And now to thine we join onr hands, 
 In token of fraternal love. 
 
 3 Those joys w T hich earth cannot afford, 
 
 We'll seek in fellowship to prove, 
 Joined in one spirit to our Lord, 
 Together bound by mutual love. 
 
 4 And while we pass this vale of tears, 
 
 We'll make our joys and sorrows known; 
 We'll share each other's hopes and fears, 
 And count a brother's case our own. 
 
 5 Once more our welcome we repeat; 
 
 .Receive assurance of our love; 
 0, may we all together meet 
 
 Around the throne of God above. 
 
 624 
 
 HYMN. S. M. Fellows. 
 Eph. 2: 6. And made us sit together in heavenly 
 places in Christ Jesus. 
 
 DEAR friends, as you have own'd 
 The Saviour for your Lord; 
 And to his people join'd yourselves, 
 According to his word; 
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625, 626 CHU3CH MEETINGS. 
 
 2 In Zion you must dwell, 
 His people ne'er forsake; 
 
 Must come to all her solemn feasts, 
 And all her joys partake. 
 
 3 She must employ your thoughts, 
 And your increasing care: 
 
 Her welfare be your constant wish, 
 And her increase, your prayer 
 
 fJOFl HYMN. L.M. Burukam. 
 
 w ~^ 2 Cor. 3: 2. Epistles— read of all men. 
 
 1 THIRST have these lovers of the word 
 
 J? Yielded their souls to Christ the Lord; 
 .Now to the church themselves they give — 
 Now to the Saviour may they live. 
 
 2 Lord, may these honor d saints of thine 
 Ever upon thy breast recline: 
 
 Thy name revere, thy word obey, 
 And O! forever watch and pray. 
 
 3 May they continue in thy ways, 
 Delight to pray — delight to praise: 
 May they with us abide in love, 
 And shortly soar to realms above. 
 
 (}26 HYMN. L.M. Burnham. 
 
 Heb. 13: 1. Let brother ty love continue, 
 
 1 TTO W good, how glorious 'tis to see 
 JUL The church of Jesus kind and free; 
 Appearing like a new-born race, 
 Proving the pow'r of sov'reign grace. 
 
 2 How does the Saviour's love cement 
 Brother to brother, saint to saint; 
 Each feels the other's care and grief, 
 And runs to give a kind relief. 
 
 3 In paths of peace they sweetly move, 
 And traverse o'er the fields of love; 
 Kindly they help e.ich other on, 
 
 And press towards the heav'nly throne. 
 
 4 Now Lord, may we, thy favor' d train, 
 Ever in purest love remain; 
 
 May discord evermore subside, 
 And we appear like Jesus' bride. 
 
CHURCH MEETINGS. 627, 628 
 
 5 May we in peace be ever found, 
 And grace in ev'ry heart abound; 
 boon may we mount the heights above, 
 And live in -all the blaze of love. 
 
 6 Then will we sing: with all our might, 
 Through the refulgent courts of light: 
 Highest hosannas shall we raise, 
 And spend eternity in praise. 
 
 |107 HYMN. C. M. Rolman. 
 
 Ps. IS 3 . How good— for brethren to dwell 
 together in unity. 
 
 1 T ORD, in thy presence here we meet, 
 JLi May we in Lbee be found; 
 
 •O, make the place divinely sweet; 
 O, let thy grace abound. 
 
 2 To-day the order of thy house 
 
 We would in peace maintain; 
 
 We would renew our solemn vows., 
 
 And heavenly strength regain. 
 
 3 Thy spirit, gracious Lord, impart, 
 
 Our faith afid hope increase; 
 Display thy love in every heart, 
 And keep us all in peace. 
 •4 Let no discordant passions rise 
 To mar the work of love: 
 But rw'id us in those heavenly ties„ 
 That bind the saints above. 
 o With harmony and union bless, 
 That we may own to Thee, 
 How good, how sweet, how pleasant 'tis, 
 When brethren all s.gree. 
 6 May Zion's good be kept in view, 
 And bjess our feeble aim, 
 That all we undertake to do 
 iYlay glorify thy name. 
 
 £28 HYMN. C. M. 
 
 "" Luke 15: 10. There is joy in the 'presence of the 
 Angtls — over one Sinner that repenteth. 
 I /^H, how divine., how sweet the joy, 
 x_y XVhon but one sinner turns, 
 And with an hv.imble, broken hearty 
 tiiti sin and error mo urns I 
 
#29, 630 CHURCH MEETINGS. 
 
 2 Pleased with the news, the saints below 
 
 In so figs theii tongues employ; 
 Beyond the skies the tidings go, 
 And heav*n is fill'd with joy. 
 
 3 Well pleas'd the Father sees and hears 
 
 The conscious sinner's moan; 
 Jesus receives him in his arms, 
 And claims him for his own. 
 
 4 Nor angels can their joys contain, 
 
 But kindle with new fire; 
 'The sinner lost is found/ they sing, 
 And strike the sounding lyre. 
 
 629 HYMN, C. M. NoeL 
 
 Col. 2: 6, As ye have received Christ— s* 
 walk in him. 
 
 1 /"iH! with what pleasure we behold 
 \J Sinners to Canaan move, 
 Leaving the fleeting things of earth, 
 
 For greater things above. 
 
 2 These having openly confest 
 
 The great Immanuel's name, 
 With sacred pleasure we receive, 
 As lovers of the Lamb. 
 
 3 Lord, may they ever live to thee, 
 
 And grow in heavenly love; 
 Still may they fight the fight of faith, 
 Till crown' d with thee above. 
 
 fJQfk HYMN. 7s. Montgomery. 
 
 Ruth 1 : 16. Thy people shall be my peofU. 
 
 1 T3EQPLE of the living God, 
 
 Jl I have sought the world around, 
 Paths of sin and sorrow trod, 
 Peace and comfort nowhere found. 
 
 2 Now to you my spirit turns, 
 Turns, a fugitive unbless'd: 
 Brethren, where your altar burns, 
 receive me into rest! 
 
 3 Lonely I no longer roam, 
 
 Like the cloud, the wind, the wave, 
 Where you dwell shall be my liome, 
 Where you die shall be my grave; 
 
CHURCH MEETINGS. €31, 632 
 
 4 Mine the God whom you adore, 
 Your Redeemer shall be mine; 
 Earth can fill my heart no more, 
 Every idol I resign. 
 
 5 Tell me not of gain or loss, 
 
 Ease, enjoyment, pomp, and power- 
 Welcome poverty and cross, 
 Shame, reproach, affliction's hour: 
 
 6 'Follow me;' I know thy voice; 
 Jesus, Lord, thy steps I see; 
 New I take thy yoke by choice, 
 Light thy burden now to me. 
 
 fiO] HYMN. 7s. 
 
 i Matth.7: 7. Knock— it shall be opened, 
 
 1 "OILGRIM, burden' d with thy sin, 
 Jl Haste to Zion's gate to-day; 
 There till mercy let thee in, 
 
 Knock and weep, and watch and pray. 
 
 2 Knock, for Mercy lends an ear; 
 
 Weep, she marks the sinner's sigh; 
 Watch, till heavenly light appear; 
 Pray, she hears the mourner's cry. 
 
 3 Mourning pilgrim, what for thee 
 
 In this world* can now remain? 
 Seek that world from which shall flee 
 Sorrow, shame, and tears, and pain. 
 4. Sorrow shall forever fly, 
 
 Shame shall never enter there; 
 Tears be wiped from every eye, 
 Pain in endless bliss expire. 
 
 632 HYMN. L. M. Godwin. 
 
 Acts 21: 17. The brethren received us gladly. 
 I TT7ELCOME, thou well belov'd of God, 
 VV Thou heir of grace, redeem* d by blood; 
 Welcome with us, thine hand to join 
 As partner of our lot divine. 
 12 With us the pilgrim's state embrace, 
 We're travelling to a blissful place; 
 The Holy Ghost, who knows the way, 
 Conducts thee on from day to day- 
 
633, 634 CHURCH MEETINGS. 
 
 3 Take up thy cross and bear it on, 
 It shall be light, and not be long; 
 Soon shalt thou sit With Jesus down, 
 And wear an everlasting crown. 
 
 Q33 HYMN. S. ML StennetL 
 
 Ps. 6&: 16. Come and hear all ye that fear God 
 and I will declare ivhat he hath done for my soul, 
 
 1 /piOME, ye that fear the Lord, 
 \J And listen while 1 tell 
 
 How narrowly my feet eseap'd 
 The snares of death and Uq\L 
 
 2 The flattering joys of sense 
 AssttH'd my foolish heart, 
 
 While Satan, with malicious skill, 
 Guided the po is 'no us dart. 
 
 3 I fell beneath the stroke, 
 But fell to rise again; 
 
 My anguish rous'd me into life, 
 And pleasure sprung from pain. 
 
 4 Darkness, and shame, and grie£ 
 Oppress' d my gloomy mind; 
 
 1 look'd around me for relief, 
 But no relief could find. 
 
 5 At length to God I cry'd; 
 He heard my plaintive sigh; 
 
 He heard, and instantly he sent 
 Salvation from on high. 
 
 6 My drooping head he rais'd, 
 My bleeding wounds he heal'd, 
 
 Pardon'd my sins, and with a smile 
 The gracious pardon seal'd. 
 
 7 Oh] may I ne'er forget 
 The mercy of my God; 
 
 Nor ever want a tongue to spread 
 His loudest praise abroad. 
 
 (334 HYMX. a M. 
 
 Luke 15: 10. There is joy in the presence of ih& 
 Angels of God — oner ana si/Oner that repentelh. 
 1 HpHERE'S joy in heaven, and joy on earth, 
 X V\ hen prodigals return, 
 To see desponding souis rejoice, 
 And haughty sinners mourn. 
 
CHURCH MEETINGS. 635 
 
 2 'Come, saints, and bear what God hath done,' 
 
 Is a reviving sound: 
 0, may it spread from sea to sea, 
 E'en all the globe around! 
 
 3 Often, O sovereign Lord, renew 
 
 The wonders of this day; 
 That Jesus here may see his seed, 
 And Satan lose his prey. 
 
 4 Great God, the work is all thine own, 
 
 Thine be the praises too; 
 Let every heart and every tongue 
 Give thee the glory due. 
 
 635 HYMN. C. M. JSewton. 
 
 John 6: 67. Will ye also go away. 
 
 1 TT7"HEN any turn from Zion's way, 
 
 VV (iUas, what numbers do!) 
 Metbinks I hear my Saviour say, 
 * Wilt thou forsake me too?' 
 
 2 Ah, Lord! with such a heart as mine, 
 
 Unless thou hold me fast, 
 I feel I must, 1 shall, decline, 
 And prove like them at last. 
 
 3 Yet thou alone hast power 1 know, 
 
 To save a wretch like me; 
 To whom or whither could 1 go, 
 
 If I should turn from thee? 
 *i Beyond a doubt, I rest asssur'd, 
 
 Thou art the Christ of God; 
 Who hast eternal life secur'd 
 
 By promise and by blood. 
 
 5 The help of men and angels join'd 
 
 Could never reach my case: 
 A'or can 1 hope relief to find 
 But in thy boundless grace. 
 
 6 No voice but thine can give me rest, 
 
 And bid my fears depart; 
 No love but thine can make me bless' d, 
 And satisfy my heart. 
 
 7 What anguish has that question stirr'd— 
 
 If I will also go? 
 Yet, Lord, relying on thy word, 
 1 humbly answer, No! 
 
636, 637 CHURCH MEETINGS. 
 
 535 HYMN. L. M. Steele. 
 
 John 6: 68. Lord, to whom shall ice go, thou 
 hast the words of eternal life. 
 
 1 ri^HOU only Sovereign of my heart, 
 J_ My Refuge, ray almighty Friend — 
 And can my soul from Thee depart, 
 
 On whom alone my hopes depend? 
 
 2 Whither, ah! whither shall I go, 
 
 A wretched wanderer from my Lord? 
 Can this dark world of sin and wo 
 One glimpse of happiness afford? 
 
 3 Eternal life thy words impart, 
 On these my fainting spirit lives; 
 Here sweeter comforts cheer my heart 
 Than all the round of nature gives. 
 
 4 Let earth's alluring joys combine, 
 While thou art near, in vain they call; 
 One smile, one blissful smile of thine, 
 My dearest Lord, outweighs them ail. 
 
 5 Thy name, my inmost powers adore, 
 Thou art my life, my joy, my care; 
 Depart from thee! — 'Tis death — 'tis more, 
 'Tis endless ruin, deep despair. 
 
 6 Low at thy feet my soul would lie, 
 Here safety dwells, and peace divine; 
 Still let me live beneath thine eye, 
 For life, eternal life is thine. 
 
 i r 
 
 537 HYMN. L. M. Gibbon. 
 
 Vs. 122: 6. Pray for the peace of Jerusalem, 
 
 they shall prosper that love thee. 
 [~N thee; thou all-sufficient God, 
 The springs of happiness arise, 
 That cheer this howling waste below, 
 And bless the mansions of the skies. 
 
 2 We the productions of thy power, 
 And pensioners upon thy love, 
 Look to thy throne with longing eyes, 
 And wait thy blessings from above. 
 
 3 Protect the young from every snare, 
 And let thy staff support the old; 
 Relieve the poor, nor let the rich 
 Have all their heritage in gold. 
 
COLLECTIONS FOR CHARITY, 638, 639 
 
 4 Let joyful saints still taste thy grace, 
 Give to the mourners heavenly day, 
 Sustain the strong, and quick revive 
 The withering plants from their decay. 
 
 (J3§ HYMN. 8. 7. Francis. 
 
 Support of the Ministry. 
 I Cor. 9; J 4. They v^ho preach the gospel, should live 
 of the gospel. 
 f "ORAISE the Saviour all ye nations, 
 JT Praise him all ye hosts above- 
 Shout, with joyful acclamations, 
 His divine victorious love. 
 Be his kingdom now promoted, 
 Let the earth her Monarch know; 
 Be my all to him devoted, 
 To my Lord my all I owe. 
 
 2 See how beauteous on the mountains 
 Are their feet, whose grand design 
 
 Is to guide us to the fountains 
 That o'erflow with bliss divine — 
 Who proclaim the joyful tidings 
 Of salvation all around — 
 Disregard the world's deridings, 
 And in works of love abound. 
 
 3 With my substance I will honor 
 My Redeemer and my Lord; 
 
 Were ten thousand worlds my manor, 
 All were nothing to his word; 
 While the heralds of salvation 
 His abounding grace proclaim, 
 Let his friends of every station 
 Gladly join to spread his fame. 
 
 COLLECTIONS FOR CHARITY. 
 
 539 HYMN. C. M. Doddridge. 
 
 Matth. 25: 40. Inasmuch as ye have done it 
 unto — these, ye have done it unto me . 
 I TESUS, my Lord, how rich thy grace! 
 J Thy bounties how complete! 
 How shall 1 count the matchless sum? 
 How pay the mighty debt? 
 
640, 641 COLLECTIONS FOR CHARITY. 
 
 2 High on a throne of radiant light 
 
 Dost thou exalted shine; 
 What can my poverty bestow, 
 When all the worlds are thine? 
 
 3 But thou hast brethren here below, 
 
 The partners of thy grace; 
 And wilt confess their humble names 
 Before thy Father's face. 
 
 4 In them thou may'et be oloth'd and fed f 
 
 And visited and cheerd: 
 And in their accents of distress, 
 My Saviour's voice is heard. 
 
 5 Thy face, with rev'rence and with love, 
 
 We in thy poor would see; 
 0, let us rather beg our bread 
 Than keep it back from Thee. 
 
 (54Q HYMN. L. M. 
 
 1 Chron. 29: 14. Of thine own have we given Tfiee 
 
 1 rrM-lE Lord, who rules the world's affairs, 
 
 _i_ For me a well-spread board prepares; 
 My grateful thanks to him shall rise, 
 He knows my wants, those wants supplies. 
 
 2 And shall I grudge to give his poor 
 A mite from all my generous store? 
 ?>o, Lord! the friends of thine and Thee 
 Shall always find a friend in me. 
 
 04] HYMN. L. M. Gibbons. 
 
 John 13: 15. For I have given you an example. 
 
 1 TT7HEN Jesus dwelt in mortal clay, 
 
 > V What were his works from day to day, 
 But miracles of power and grace, 
 That spread salvation through our race? 
 
 2 Teach us, O Lord, to keep in view 
 Thy pattern, and thy step.s pursue; 
 Let alms bestow'd, let kindness done, 
 Be witness' d by each rolling sun. 
 
 3 That man may last, but never lives, 
 Who much receives, but nothing gives, 
 Whom none can love, whom none can thank, 
 Creation's blot, creation's blank. 
 
COLLECTIONS FOR CHARITY. 642, 643 
 
 4 But he, who marks, from day to day, 
 In generous acts his radiant way, 
 Treads the same path his Saviour trod, 
 The path to glory and to God. 
 
 g42 HYMN. C. M. 
 
 ** Luke 12: 33. Provide yourselves bags which 
 
 wax not old. 
 r^V7~ES, there are joys that cannot die, 
 X With God laid up in store: 
 Treasures, beyond the changing sky, 
 Brighter thau golden ore, 
 
 2 The seeds which piety and love 
 
 Have scatter'd here below, 
 In the fair, fertile fields above, 
 To ample harvests grow. 
 
 3 The mite my willing hands can give, 
 
 At Jesus' feet I lay 
 Grace shall the humble gift receive, 
 And grace at large repay. 
 
 fiAO HYMN. S. M. Scott. 
 
 ^^ Mai. 3: 10. Bring ye all the tithes into the 
 store house. 
 
 1 rpHY bounties, gracious Lord, 
 
 X With gratitude we own: 
 We praise thy providential grace, 
 That showers its blessings down. 
 
 2 With joy thy people bring 
 Their offerings round thy throne; 
 
 With thankful souls, behold, we pay 
 A tribute of thine own. 
 
 3 Accept this humble mite, 
 Great sovereign Lord of all; 
 
 Nor let our numerous mingling sins 
 The sacred ointment spoil. 
 
 4 Let the Redeemer's blood 
 Diffuse its virtues wide, 
 
 Hallow and cleanse our every gift, 
 And all our follies hide. 
 
 5 0, may this sacrifice 
 
 To thee, the Lord, ascend, 
 An. odour of a sweet perfume, 
 Presented by his hand. 
 
044, G45 TIMES AND SEASONS. 
 
 G Well pleased, our God shall view 
 The products of his grace, 
 And, in a plentiful reward, 
 Fulfil his promises. 
 
 TIMES AND SEASONS. 
 
 MORNTNG AND EVENING. 
 
 AAA HYiMN. C. M. 
 
 ^^^ Morninjr. 
 
 Ps. 92: 1—2. It is a good thing— to show forth 
 thy loving kindness in the morning. 
 
 1 nr\0 thee, let my fi rst offerings rise, 
 
 I Whose sun creates the day, 
 Swift as his gladdening influence flies, 
 And spotless as his ray. 
 
 2 This day thy favoring hand be nigh! 
 
 So oft vouchsaf'd before! 
 Still may it lead, protect, supply, 
 And I that hand adore. 
 
 3 If bliss thy providence impart, 
 
 For which resign' d I pray; 
 Give me to feel the grateful heart! 
 And without guilt be gay! 
 
 4 Affliction should thy love intend, 
 
 As vice or folly's cure, 
 Patient to gain that gracious end, 
 May I the means endure! 
 
 5 Be this, and every future day 
 
 Still wiser than the past; 
 And, when I all my life survey, 
 May grace sustain at last. 
 
 aA?\ HYMN. S. M. S . 
 
 W ^^ Morning. 
 
 Ps. 3: 5. 1 laid me down and slept — I awaked for 
 the Lord sustained me, 
 1 QEE how the mounting sun 
 O Pursues his shining way; 
 And wide proclaims his Maker's praise, 
 Willi every brightening ray. 
 
TIMES AND SEASONS. 646 
 
 Thus would my rising soul 
 
 Its heavenly parent sing; 
 And to its great original 
 
 The humble tribute bring. 
 
 Serene I laid me down 
 
 Beneath his guardian care; 
 I slept, and I awoke, and found 
 
 My kind preserver near! 
 
 Thus does thine arm support 
 
 This weak defenceless frame; 
 But whence these favors, Lord, to me, 
 
 All worthless as I am? 
 » 0! how shall I repay 
 
 The bounties of my God? 
 This feeble spirit pants beneath 
 
 The pleasing painful load. 
 
 Dear Saviour, to thy cross 
 
 I bring my sacriiice; 
 Ting'd with thy blood, it shall ascend 
 
 With fragrance to the skies. 
 ' My life I would anew 
 
 Devote, Lord, to thee; 
 And in thy service I would spend 
 
 A long eternity. 
 
 646 HYMN. 8.8.6. W . 
 
 Morning 
 1 Cor. 2: 9. Eye hath not seen, nor ear heard, 
 
 1 T ORD, I am vile! — what shall I say? 
 I A I live to see another day, 
 
 let me live to Thee! 
 A thousand years to hope for this 
 Should be unutterable bliss; 
 
 What must fruition be ! 
 
 2 Eye hath not seen, nor ear hath heard, 
 What Jesus hath for his prepar'd, 
 
 Nor can the heart conceive; 
 Thou hast commanded me, to-day, 
 To live by faith, and I'd obey; 
 
 Lord, help me to believe. 
 
647, 648 TIMES AND SEASONS. 
 
 fizl7 HYMN. C. M. Turner. 
 
 ^** Morning. 
 
 Ps. 59: 16. Yea, I will sing aloud of thy mercy 
 in the morning. 
 
 1 TY7TTH thee, great God, the stores of light, 
 
 VV And stores of darkness lie; 
 Thou form' st the sable robe of night, 
 And spread' st it round the sky. 
 
 2 And when, with welcome slumbers press'd, 
 
 We close our weary eyes, 
 Thy power, unseen, secures our rest, 
 And makes us joyous rise. 
 
 3 Numbers, this night, Great God, have met 
 
 Their long eternal doom: 
 And lost the joys of morning light 
 In death's tremendous gloom. 
 
 4 Numbers on restless beds still lie, 
 
 And still their woes bewail; 
 While we, by thy kind hand uprais'd, 
 A thousand pleasures feel. 
 
 5 To thee, great God, in thankful songs, 
 
 Our morning thoughts arise; 
 Propitious in thy Son, accept 
 The willing sacrifice. 
 
 fiio HYMN. C. M. Steele. 
 
 U ^° Morning. 
 
 Ps. 139: 18. Wh en I awake I a?n still with Thee, 
 
 1 T OBD of my life, may thy praise 
 8 A Employ my noblest powers, 
 
 Whose goodness lengthens out my days, 
 • And fills the circling hours. 
 
 2 Preserv'd by thine almighty arm, 
 
 I pass'd the shades of night, 
 Serene and safe from every harm, 
 And see returning light. 
 
 3 0, let the same almighty care 
 
 My waking hours attend; 
 From every danger every snare, 
 My heedless steps defend. 
 
 4 Smile on my minutes as they roll, 
 
 And guide my future days; 
 And let thy goodness fill my soul 
 With gratitude and praise. 
 
TIMES AND SEASONS. 049, 650 
 
 fiJQ HYMN. L. M. 
 
 U ^^ Evening. 
 
 Ps. 92: 1 — 2. It is a good thing to shew forth thy 
 faithfulness every night. 
 
 1 /""I REAT God, to thee my evening; song 
 \J With humble gratitude I raise; 
 
 0, let thy mercy tune my tongue, 
 And fill my heart with lively praise. 
 
 2 My days unclouded, as they pass, 
 And every gentle rolling hour, 
 
 Are monuments of wond'rous grace, 
 And witness to thy love and power. 
 
 3 And yet this thoughtless, wretched heart, 
 Too oft regardless of thy love, 
 Ungrateful can from Thee depart, 
 
 And, fond of trifles, vainly rove. 
 
 4 Seal my forgiveness in the blood 
 Of Jesus: his dear name alone 
 
 I plead for pardon gracious God, 
 And kind acceptance at thy throne. 
 
 5 Let this blest hope mine eye-lids close, 
 With sleep refresh my feeble frame; 
 Safe in thy care may I repose, 
 
 And wake with praises to thy name. 
 
 55Q HYMN. L. M. B. Rennet. 
 
 Evening. 
 Fs. 90: 12. So teach us to number our days, that 
 we may apply our hearts unto vHsdom. 
 
 1 f^ LORY to thee, my God, this night, 
 VJT For all the blessings of the light; 
 Keep me, O keep me, King of kings, 
 Beneath thy own Almighty wings. 
 
 2 Forgive me, Lord, for thy dear Son, 
 The ill that I this day have done; 
 That with the world, myself, and thee, 
 
 1, ere I sleep, at peace may be. 
 
 3 Teach me to live, that I may dread 
 The grave as little as my bed; 
 Teach me to die, that so I may 
 Kise glorious at the awful day. 
 
651, 652 SEASONS OF THE YEAR. 
 
 4 let my soul on thee repose, 
 
 And may sweet sleep mine eye-lids close; 
 Sleep that shall me more vigorous make 
 To serve my God when I awake. 
 
 5 If in the night I sleepless lie, 
 
 My soul with heavenly thoughts supply: 
 Let no ill dreams disturb my rest, 
 No power of darkness me molest. 
 
 65J HYMN. CM. M . 
 
 Evening. 
 
 Lam. 3: 23: They are new every morning — great 
 
 is Thy jaitkf ulness. 
 
 1 "IVTOW from the altar of our hearts 
 J_i Let flames of love arise; 
 Assist us, Lord, to offer up 
 
 Our evening sacrifice. 
 
 2 Minutes and mercies multiply'd 
 
 Have made up all this day; 
 Minutes came quick, but mercies were 
 More swift and free than they. 
 
 3 New time, new favor, and new joys, 
 
 Do a new song require; 
 Till we shall praise thee as we would, 
 Accept our heart's desire. 
 
 4 Lord of our days, whose hand hath set 
 
 New time upon the score; 
 Thee may we praise for all our time, 
 When time shall be no more. 
 
 SEASONS OF THE YEAR. 
 
 g52 HYMN. C. M. Needkam. 
 
 Spring. 
 Ps. 104: 14. He causeth the grass to grow for the 
 cattle and herb for the service of men. 
 1 fTlHE icy chains that bound the earth 
 I Are now dissolv'd and gone; 
 Wak'd by the snn, the blooming spring 
 Puts his new livery on. 
 
SEASONS OF THE YEAR. C5o 
 
 2 Where awful desolation reign'd, 
 
 Bless'd plenty rears her head; 
 Exulting with a smile to see 
 Her late destroyer fled. 
 
 3 Teeming with life, th' advancing sun 
 
 Protracts the falling day; 
 Grand light of heaven! he seems to wish 
 To make a longer stay. 
 i In clouds of gold behold him set, 
 Beyond the west he flies: 
 Short is his nightly course, and soon 
 He gilds the eastern skies. 
 
 5 My soul, in every scene admire 
 
 The wisdom and the power; 
 Behold thy God in every plant, 
 In every opening flower. 
 
 6 Yet in his word, the God of grace 
 
 Has wrote his fairer name: 
 The wonders of redeeming love 
 My noblest songs shall claim. 
 
 7 With warmest beams, thou God of grace, 
 
 Shine on this heart of mine; 
 Turn thou my winter into spring, 
 And be the glorv thine. 
 
 FROB 
 Fr 
 
 653 HYMN. S.M. 
 
 Spring. 
 Songs 2: 11. For Lo the winter is past. 
 ^ROM winter's barren clods, 
 7rom winter's joyless waste, 
 The spring in sudden youth appears, 
 
 With blooming beauty grac'd. 
 i How balmy is the air! 
 
 How warm the solar beams! 
 And, to refresh the ground, the rains 
 Descend in gentle streams. 
 I Great God, at thy command 
 Seasons in order rise; 
 Thy power and love in concert reign 
 Through earth, and seas, and skies. 
 With grateful praise we own 
 Thy providential hand. 
 While grass foi kino, and herb and corn 
 For men, enrich "the land. 
 
054, 655 SEASONS OF THE YEAR. 
 
 5 But greater still the gift 
 Of thine incarnate Son; 
 By him forgiveness, peace and joy, 
 Through endless ages run. 
 
 fv^J. HYMN. C. M. Steele. 
 
 004 Spring. 
 
 Songs 2: 12. Tut flowers appear on the earth — the 
 time of the singing of birds is come. 
 
 1 IHTTHEN verdure clothes the fertile vale, 
 
 VV And blossoms deck the spray, 
 And fragrance breathes in every gale, 
 How bweet the vernal day. 
 
 2 Hark! how the feathered warblers sing; 
 
 'Tis nature's cheerful voice; 
 Soft music hails the lovely spring, 
 And woods and fields rejoice. 
 o 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 that deigns to bless 
 The garden, field and grove. 
 
 5 O God of nature and of grace, 
 
 Thy .heavenly gifts impart; 
 Then shall my meditation trace 
 Spring, blooming in my heart. 
 
 fir f * HYMN. CM. 
 
 Ps. 65. The pastures are clothed with flocks, the valleys 
 are covered with csrn. 
 
 1 "OEHOLD! long-wish* d-for spring is come, 
 _D How alter' d is the scene! 
 
 The trees and shrubs are dress'd in bloom, 
 The earth array' d in green. 
 
 2 Where'er we tread, the clust'ring flowers. 
 
 Beauteous around us spring; 
 The birds; with joint harmonious powers, 
 Invite our hearts to sh:g. 
 
SEASONS OF THE YEHK. 6&> 
 
 3 But, ah! in vain 1 strive to join, 
 
 Opprest with sin and doubt; 
 I feel 'tis winter still within, 
 Though all is .spring without. 
 
 4 0! would my Saviour, from on high, 
 
 Break through thesse clouds and shine, 
 No creature then more blest than I, 
 No song more loud than mine. 
 
 5 Lord, let thy word my hopes reviye, 
 
 And overcome my "foes; 
 0, make my languid graces thrive, 
 And blossom as the rose! 
 
 a^a HYMN. C. M. Gibbon. 
 
 J On a Year of threatening Drought. 
 
 2 Chron. 6: 26, 27. And when the Heaven is shut up t 
 and there is no Rain — then hear Thou. 
 
 1 rjlHE spring, Great God, at thy command, 
 
 !_ Leads forth the smiling year; 
 Gay verdure, foliage, blooms and flowers, 
 1" adorn her reign, appear. 
 
 2 But soon canst thou in righteous wrath 
 
 Blast all the promis'd 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 rountjrf 
 
 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 heaven around 
 
 In angry terror burns, 
 While the earth lies a joyless waste, 
 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! 
 
657, 658 SEASONS OF THE YEAR. 
 
 ^£r 7 HYMN. C. M. 
 
 ^*^ • Oo a Year of threatening Rain. 
 
 2 Chroii. 6: 28 — 30. Whatsoever sore, or whatsoever 
 sickness there be — then hear thou, and forgive, 
 
 1 T~f OW hast thou, Lord, from year to year, 
 JUL Our land with plenty crown'd! 
 
 And generous fruit and golden grain 
 Have spread their riches round. 
 
 2 But we thy mercies have abus'd 
 
 To more abounding crimes; 
 AVhat heights, what daring heights in sin, 
 Mark and disgrace our times! 
 
 3 Equal, though awful is the doom, 
 
 That fiercely swelling rain, 
 
 Should into inundations swell, 
 
 And crush the rising grain! 
 
 4 How just, that in the autumn's reign, 
 
 When Ae had hop'd to reap, 
 
 Our fields of sorrow and despair 
 
 Should lie an hideous heap? 
 
 5 But, Lord, have mercy on our land, 
 
 These floods of vengeance stay; 
 Dispel these 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. 
 
 a~Q HYMN. L. M. Watts. 
 
 VJ *- / ° The God of Thunder. 
 
 Job 26: 14 But the thunder of his power, who can 
 understand? 
 t /~\ THE immense, th' amazing height, 
 \J The boundless grandeur of our God, 
 Who treads the wo^rld beneath his feet, 
 And sways the nations with his nod! 
 2 He speaks; andlo! all nature shakes, 
 Heaven's everlasting pillars bow; 
 He rends the earth with hideous cracks, 
 And shoots his fiery arrows through. 
 
SEASONS OF THE YEAR. 659 
 
 3 Well, let the nations start and fly 
 At the blue lightning's horrid glare, 
 Atheists and emperors shrink and die, 
 When flame and noise torment the air. 
 
 4 Let noise and flame confound the skies, 
 And drown the spacious realms below; 
 Yet will we sing the Thunderer's praise, 
 And send our loud hosannas through. 
 
 5 Celestial King, thy blazing power 
 Kindles our hearts to flaming joys; 
 We shout to hear thy thunders roar, 
 And echo to our Father's voice. 
 
 6 Thus shall the God our Saviour come, 
 And lightnings round his chariot play: 
 Ye lightnings, fly to make him room; 
 
 Ye glorious storms prepare his way . 
 
 a^Q HYMN. CM. 
 
 K)OV Harvest. 
 
 Ps. 65: 11. Thou crownest ihe year with thy goodness, 
 and thy paths drop fatness; 
 
 1 rjlO praise the ever-bounteous Lord, 
 
 I My soul, wake all thy powers: 
 He calls, and at his vo*rce comes forth 
 The smiling harvest hours. 
 
 2 His covenant with the earth he keeps; 
 
 My tongue, his goodness sing; 
 Summer and winter know their time, 
 His harvest crowns the spring. 
 
 3 Well pleas' d the toiling swains beholds 
 
 The waving yellow crop: 
 With joy they bear the sheaves away, 
 And sow again in hope. 
 
 4 Thus teach me, gracious God, to sow 
 
 The seeds of righteousness: 
 Smile on my soul, and with thy beams 
 The ripening harvest bless. 
 
 5 Then, in the last great harvest, 1 
 
 Shall reap a glorious crop: 
 
 The harvest shall by far exceed 
 
 What I have sown in hope. 
 
660, 661 SEASONS OF THE YEAR. 
 
 £fi n HYMN. C, M. 
 
 V\)\J Autumn. 
 
 Prov. 30: 25. The ants are a people not strong, yet 
 they provide their meat in the Summer. 
 
 1 QEE how the little toiling ant 
 k) Improves the harvest hours; 
 
 While summer lasts, through all her cells 
 The choicest stores she pours. 
 
 2 While life remains, our harvest lasts; 
 
 But youth of life 's the prime; 
 Best is this season for our woik, 
 And this th' accepted time. 
 
 3 To-day attend, is Wisdom's voice; 
 
 To-morrow, Folly cries: 
 And still to-morrow 'tis, when, oh! 
 To-day the sinner dies. 
 
 4 When conscience speaks, its voice regard, 
 
 And seize the tender hour: 
 Humbly implore the promis'd grace, 
 And God will give the power. 
 
 fifii HYMN'. CM. Steele. 
 
 UU1 Winter: 
 
 Ps. 147: 16. He giveth snow like wool, he scattereth the 
 hoarfrost like ashes. 
 
 1 QTERN winter throws her icy chains, 
 k5 Encircling nature round; 
 
 How bleak, how comfortless the plains, 
 Late with gay verdure crown'd! 
 
 2 The sun withdraws his vital beams, 
 
 And light and warmth depart; 
 And drooping, lifeless, nature .seems 
 An emblem of my heart — 
 
 3 My heart, where mental winter reigns, 
 
 In night's dark mantle clad, 
 Confin'd in cold inactive chains, 
 How desolate and sad! 
 
 4 Return, blissful Sun, and bring 
 
 Thy soul-reviving ray; 
 This mental winter shall be spring, 
 This darkness cheerful day. 
 
SEASONS OF THE YEAR. 662,663 
 
 5 happy state, divine abode, 
 
 Wnere spring eternal reigns; 
 And perfect day, the smile of God, 
 Fills ail the heavenly plains. 
 
 6 Great Source of light, thy beams display, 
 
 My drooping joys iestore, 
 And guide me to the seats of day, 
 Where winter frowns no more. 
 
 
 fvfi2 HYMN. L. M. Newton. 
 
 Ps. 147; 17. He casttth forth his ice like morsels; 
 who can stand before his cold* 
 
 1 OEE, how rude winter's icy hand 
 
 k5 Has stript the trees and seai'd the ground; 
 But spring shall soon his rage withstand, 
 And spread new beauties all around. 
 
 2 My soul a sharper winter mourns, 
 Barren and fruitless 1 remain; 
 When will the gentle spring return, 
 And bid my graces grow again? 
 
 3 Jesus, my glorious Sun, arise! 
 'Tis thine the frozen heart to move; 
 
 O! hush these storms, and clear my skies, 
 And let me feel thy vital love! 
 
 4 Dear Lord, regard my feeble cry, 
 I faint and droop till thou appear: 
 "Wilt thou permit thy plant to die? 
 Must it be winter all the year? 
 
 5 Be still, my soul, and wait his hour, 
 With humble prayer and patient faith; 
 Till he reveals his gracious power, 
 Repose on what his promise saith. 
 
 6 He, by whose all-commanding word 
 Seasons their changing course maintain, 
 In every change a pledge affords, 
 
 That none shall seek his face in vain. 
 
 fifio HYMN. L. 1YL 
 
 uuo God's Mercies through the Year. 1 
 
 Acts 14: 17. He left not himself without witness, tn 
 that he did good — He gave us fruitful seasons. 
 1 INTERNAL Source of every joy! 
 Hi Well may thy praise our lips employ, 
 While in thy temple we appear 
 To hail thee Sovereign of the year. 
 
664 NEW AND OLD YEAR. 
 
 2 Wide as the wheels of nature roll, 
 
 Thy hand supports and guides the whole! 
 The sun is taught by thee to rise, 
 And daikness when to veil the skies. 
 
 3 The flowery spring at thy command, 
 Perfumes the air and paints the land; 
 The summer rays with vigor shine 
 To raise the corn and cheer the vine. 
 
 4 Thy hand, in autumn, richly pours, 
 Through all our coasts redundant stores; 
 And winter, softened by thy care, 
 
 No more the face of horror wears. 
 
 5 Seasons, and months, and weeks, and days, 
 Demand successive songs of praise; 
 
 And be the grateful homage paid, 
 "With morning light and evening shade. 
 
 6 Here in thy house let incense rise, 
 And circling sabbaths bless our eyes, 
 Till to those lofty heights we soar, 
 "Where days and years revolve no more. 
 
 NEW AND OLD YEAR. 
 
 en a HYMN. L. M. Medley. 
 
 OD ^ New Year. 
 
 Deut. 8: 2. Bemember the way ike Lord brought thee. 
 
 1 T7UTHER of mercies! God of love! 
 
 JO Whose kind compassion still we prove; 
 Our praise accept, and bless us here, 
 Thus brought to see — another year. 
 
 2 What shall we render to thy name, 
 Or how thy glorious praise proclaim: 
 Whose constant, kind, indulgent care, 
 Has brought us to — another year. 
 
 3 Thy bounty, pity, patience too, 
 
 With thankful hearts. Lord, we review; 
 And we have had a plenteous share 
 To bring us to— another year 
 
-NEW AND OLD YEAR. 665 
 
 £ Our souls, our all, we here resign, 
 Make us, and keep us ever thine: 
 And grant that in thy love and fear, 
 We may begin — another year. 
 
 5 Be this our sweet experience still, 
 To know and do thine holy will: 
 Then shall our souls with joy sincere, 
 Bless thee for this — another year. 
 
 6 Help us to walk, as in thy sight, 
 With growing pleasure and delight; 
 Then, whether life or death appear, 
 We'll bless thee for— another year 
 
 7 Still, Lord, through life thy love display, 
 And then, in death's approaching day, 
 We'll joyful part with all that's here, 
 Nor wish on earth — another year. 
 
 fLC\r^ HYMN. CM. Doddridge. 
 
 ^ u ^ New Year. 
 
 Pa. 90: 9. We spend our years as a tale that is told* 
 
 1 T3 EMARK, my soul, the narrow bound 
 Jl\> Of the revolving year; 
 
 How swift the weeks complete their round! 
 How short the months appear! 
 
 2 So fast eternity comes on, 
 
 And that important day, 
 When all that mortal life hath done 
 God's judgment shall survey. 
 
 3 Yet like an idle tale we pass 
 
 The swift revolving year, 
 And study artful ways t' increase 
 The speed of its career. 
 
 4 Waken, God, my careless heart, 
 
 Its great concerns to see, 
 That I 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 waiting soul 
 To joys beyond the skies, 
 
666, 667 NEW AND OLD YEAR. 
 
 s. aa HYMN. L. M. 
 
 DDu Acts 26: 22. Having obtained help of God? 
 1 continue until this day. 
 
 1 /~1 KEAT God, we sing that mighty hand, 
 \Ji By which supported still we stand: 
 The opening year thy mercy shows; 
 
 Let mercy crown it till it close. 
 
 2 By day, by night, at home, abroad, 
 Still we are guarded by our God; 
 By his incessant bounty fed, 
 
 By his unerring counsel led. 
 
 3 With grateful hearts the past we own; 
 The future, all to us unknown, 
 
 We to thy guardian care commit, 
 And peaceful leave before thy feet. 
 
 4 In scenes exalted or depress'd, 
 
 Be thou our joy and thou our rest; 
 Thy goodness all our hope shall raise, 
 Ador'd through all our changing days. 
 
 5 When death shall interrupt these songs ? 
 And seal in silence mortal tongues, 
 Our helper, God, in whom we trust, 
 
 In better worlds our souls shall boast. 
 
 ^./>>7 HYMN. L. M. Doddridge. 
 
 OD i Close of the Year. 
 
 2 Sam. II: 1. And it came to 'pass, after the year was 
 expired. 
 
 1 TVTY Helper, God! I bless his name: 
 
 JA_L The same his power, his grace the same: 
 The tokens of his friendly care 
 Open, and crown, and close the year. 
 
 2 1 'midst ten thousand dangers stand, 
 Supported by his guardian hand; 
 And see, when I survey my ways, 
 Ten thousand monuments of praise. 
 
 3 Thus far his arm has led me on; 
 Thus far I make his mercy known; 
 And while I tread this desert land, 
 New mercies shall new songs demand. 
 
NEW AND OLD YEAR. 668, 669 
 
 4 My grateful soul on Jordan's shore 
 Shall raise one sacred pillar more; 
 Then bear, in his bright courts above, 
 Inscriptions of immortal love. 
 
 668 
 
 HYMN. 7s. Newton. 
 Jtefle-tions at the Rnd of the Year. 
 
 1 "ITTHILE with ceaseless course the sun 
 
 t V Hasted through the former year, 
 Many souls their race have run, 
 
 Never more to meet us here: 
 Fix'd in an eternal state, 
 
 They have done with all below; 
 We a little longer wait. 
 
 But how little none can know. 
 
 2 Spar'd to see another year, 
 
 Let thy blessing meet us here; 
 Come, thy dying work revive, 
 
 Bid thy drooping garden thrive; 
 Sun of righteousness, arise! 
 
 Warm our hearts, and bless our eyes: 
 Let our prayer thy pity move: 
 
 Make this year a time of love. 
 
 3 Thanks for mercies past receive, 
 
 Pardon of our sins renew; 
 Teach us henceforth how to live 
 
 With eternity in view; 
 Bless thy word to old and young, 
 
 Fill us with a Saviour's love: 
 When our life's short race is run, 
 
 Mav we dwell with thee above. 
 
 669 
 
 HYMN. C. M. Brown. 
 Rom. 13: 13. Let us walk honestly, as in the 
 day. 
 
 1 \ ND now, my soul, another year 
 il. Of thy short life is past; 
 
 I cannot long continue here, 
 And this may be my last. 
 
 2 Much of my dubious life is gone, 
 
 Nor will return again; 
 And swift my passing moments run, 
 The few that yet remain. 
 »3 
 
670 NEW AND OLD YEAR. 
 
 3 Awake, my soul, with utmost care 
 
 Thy true condition learn; 
 What are thy hopes, how &ure, how fair, 
 And what thy great concern? 
 
 4 Now, a new scene of time begins, 
 
 Set on afresh for heaven; 
 Seek pardon for thy former sins, 
 In Chriet so freely given. 
 
 5 Devoutly yield thyself to God, 
 
 And on his grace depend; 
 With zeal pursue the heavenly road, 
 Nor doubt a happy end. 
 
 670 
 
 M 
 
 HYMN. 7s. Fawcett. 
 Encouragement from past Mercies. 
 
 Ps. 146: 5. Happy is he — whose hope is in the Lord, 
 his God. 
 MY Ebenezer raise 
 To my kind Redeemer's praise; 
 With a grateful heart I own, 
 Hitherto thy help I've known. 
 '2 What may be my future lot, 
 Well 1 know concerns me not; 
 This should set my heart at rest, 
 What thy will ordains is best. 
 
 3 I my all to thee resign: 
 Father, let thy will be mine; 
 May but all thy dealings prove 
 Fruits of thy paternal love. 
 
 4 Guard me, Saviour, by thy power, 
 Guard me in the trying hour: 
 Let thy unremitted care 
 Save me from the lurking snare. 
 
 5 Let my few remaining days 
 Be directed to thy praise; 
 So the last, the closing scene 
 Shall be tranquil and serene. 
 
 P, To thy will I leave the rest, 
 Grant me but this one request, 
 Both in life and death to prove 
 Tokens of thy special love. 
 
MEETING AND PARTING, &c. 671, 672 
 
 MEETING AND PARTING OF FRIENDS. 
 fi71 HYMN. C. M. Burnham. 
 
 ^ ' L Parting. 
 
 Acts 20: 38. Sorrowing that they should see his face 
 no more. 
 
 1 TT^ROM the dear flock of Jesus' saints 
 JP How painful 'tis to go! 
 
 But such must be our sad complaints, 
 While trav'ling here below. 
 
 2 If parting now so grieves each heart, 
 
 That's knit to Zion's Head, 
 Then surely Jesus ne'er will part 
 With those for whom he bled. 
 
 3 True must his word forever stand; 
 
 Then he'll ne'er leave his sheep; 
 But in the hollow of his hand, 
 Their souls he'll ever keep. 
 
 4 He'll train them up through grace divine, 
 
 A kingdom to possess: 
 There shall their souls forever shine, 
 In perfect love and peace. 
 
 5 What a delightful company 
 
 Shall meet on Caanan's shore! 
 Oh! what a meeting that will be, 
 When parting is no more. 
 
 6 Then round the shining throne above, 
 
 We'll sing in cheerful strains: 
 Sound the dear Saviour's dying love, 
 O'er all the heavenly plains. 
 
 /> 79 HYMN. C. M. Saffery-, 
 
 ° ■ « Acts 20: 16. For Paul had determined to sail I 
 Ephesus. 
 1 TZ"INDRED and friends, and native land, 
 j\. How shall we say Farewell? 
 How, when our swelling souls expand, 
 Then will our bosoms swell. 
 
 n4 
 
673^74 MEETING AND PARTING 
 
 2 Yes, nature, all thy soft delights, 
 
 And tender ties, we know; 
 Bat love, more strong than death, unites 
 To him that bids us go. 
 
 3 Thus, when our easy passions mov'd. 
 
 The gushing tear drop starts, 
 
 The cause of Jesus, more belov'd, 
 
 Shall glow within our hearts. 
 
 4 The sighs we breathe for precious souls, 
 
 Where he is yet unknown, 
 Might wait us to the distant poles, 
 Or to the burning zone. 
 
 5 With the warm wish our passions swell; 
 
 May his dear cause eitend! 
 Farewell, thus we can say Farewell, 
 Our friends and native land, 
 
 g73 HYMN. 7s. 
 
 Ai Parting. 
 
 1 TT^OR a season calPd to part, 
 
 J? Let us now ourselves commend 
 To the gracious eye and heart 
 Of our ever-present Friend. 
 
 2 Jesus, hear our humble prayer! 
 
 Tender Shepherd of thy sheep! 
 Let thy mercy and thy care 
 All our souls in safety keep. 
 
 3 In thy strength may we be strong, 
 
 Sweeten everv cross and pain: 
 Give us, if we live, e'er long 
 In thy peace to meet again. 
 
 4 Then, if thou thy help afford, 
 
 Ebenezers shall be rear'd; 
 And our souls shall praise the Lord, 
 Who our poor petition heard. 
 
 fi74 HYMN. L. M. Doddridge. 
 
 2 Cor. 13: 11. Finally, brethren, Farewell. 
 1 npHY presence, everlasting God,' 5 
 JL Wide o'er all nature spreads abroad; 
 Thy watchful eyes, which cannot sleep, 
 In every place thy children keep. 
 
OF FRIENDS. 675 
 
 2 While near each other we remain, 
 Thou dost our lives and souls sustain. 
 When absent, happy if we share, 
 Thy smiles, thy counsels, and thy care- 
 
 3 To thee we all our ways commit, 
 And seek our comforts near thy feet; 
 Still on our souls vouchsafe to shine, 
 And guard, and guide us still as thine. 
 
 4 Give us, in thy beloved house, 
 Again to pay our thankful vows; 
 Or, if that joy no more be known, 
 Give as to meet around thv throne. 
 
 HYMN. L. M. Xewton. 
 
 v ' u At Meeting 
 
 Acts 21: 17. And when we were coma to Jerusalem the 
 brethren received as gladly. 
 
 1 TT^INDRED in Christ, for his dear sake, 
 JlV A hearty welcome here receive: 
 May we together now partake 
 
 The joys which only he can give. 
 
 2 To you and us by grace 'tis given 
 
 To know the Saviour's preciuus name; 
 And shortly we shall meet in heaven, 
 Our hope, our way, our end the same. 
 
 3 May he, by whose kind care we meet, 
 Send his good Spirit from above, 
 Make our communications sweet, 
 
 And cause our hearts to burn with love. 
 
 4 Forgotten be eaeh worldly theme, 
 When christians see each other thus; 
 We only wish to speak of him, 
 Who liv'd and died and rose for us. 
 
 Q We'll talk of all he did, and said, 
 
 And suffered for us here below; 
 
 The path he mark'd for us to tread, 
 
 And what he's doing for us now. 
 6 Thus, as the moments pass away, 
 
 We'll love, and wonder, and adore; . 
 
 And hasten on the glorious day, 
 
 When we shall meet to part no more. 
 
676, 677 YOUTH AND OLD AGE. 
 
 f>^P HYMN. L. M. Bernard. 
 
 ^ ' O Acts 18: 21. i?«£ 7w£ZZ return again unto you, 
 if God will 
 
 1 S~\ HAPPY day! when saints shall meet 
 \J To part no more — the thought is sweet. 
 No more to feel thu rending smart, 
 
 Oft felt below when christians part. 
 
 2 happy place, 1 still must say. 
 Where all but love is done away: 
 All cause of parting there is past; 
 Their social feast will ever last. 
 
 3 Such union here is sought in vain, 
 As there in every heart will reign; 
 There separation can't compel 
 The saints to bid the last farewell. 
 
 4 On earth, when friends together meet, 
 And find the passing moments sweet; 
 Time's rapid motions soon compel, 
 W 7 ith grief to say — dear friends, farewell. 
 
 5 The happy season soon will come, 
 
 When saints shall meet in heaven, their home: 
 Eternally with Christ to dwell, 
 Nor ever hear the sound, Farewell. 
 
 YOUTH AND OLD AGE. 
 
 r ~.„ HYMN. L. M. Stennett. 
 
 P i * Early Fi*>ty. 
 
 Matih. 12: C J0. A bruised reed he will not break. 
 
 1 T TOW soft the words my Saviour speaks! 
 _HL How kind the promises he makes! 
 
 A bruised reed he never breaks, 
 JVor will he quench the smoking flax. 
 
 2 The humble poor he won't despise, 
 Nor on the humble contrite frown: 
 His ear is open to their furies; 
 
 He quickly sends salvation down. 
 
YOUTH AND OLD AGE. 678 
 
 3 When piety in early minds, 
 
 Like tender buds, begins to shoot, 
 
 He guards the plants from threat' ning winds, 
 
 And ripens blossoms into fruit. 
 
 4 With humble souls he bears a part, 
 In all the sorrows they endure: 
 Tender and gracious is his heart, 
 His promise is forever sure. 
 
 5 He sees the struggles that prevail 
 Between the powers of grace and sin; 
 He kindly listens while they tell 
 
 The bitter pangs they feel within. 
 
 6 Though press' d with fears on every side, 
 They know not how the strife may end; 
 Yet he will soon the cause decide, 
 
 And judgment unto vict'ry send. 
 
 B 1 
 
 f»7R HYMN. C. M. Cowper. 
 
 ^ ' O Young Persons Entreated. 
 
 Eccl. 12: 1. Bern ember now thy Creator in the 
 days of thy youth, 
 >ESTOW, dear Lord, upon our youth, 
 The gift of saving grace: 
 And let the seed of sacred truth 
 Fall in a fruitful place. 
 
 2 Grace is a plant, where'er it grows, 
 Of pure and heavenly root, 
 
 But fairest in the youngest shows, 
 And yields the sweetest fruit. 
 
 3 Ye careless ones, 0, hear betimes 
 The voice of sovereign love; 
 
 Your youth is stain' d with many crimes, 
 But mercy reigns above. 
 
 4 True, you are young: but there's a stone 
 Within the youngest breast, 
 
 Or half the crimes which you have done 
 Would rob you of your rest. 
 
 5 For you the public prayer is made; 
 0, join the public prayer: 
 
 For you the secret tear is shed; 
 0, shed yourselves a tear! 
 
 n8 
 
679, 680 YOUTH AND OLD AGE. 
 
 6 We pray that you may early prove 
 
 The Spirit's power to teach; 
 
 You cannot be too young to love 
 
 That Jesus whom we preach. 
 
 679 
 
 HYMN, C M. Doddridge. 
 Prov. 18: 17. Those that seek ?ne early shall 
 find me. 
 
 1 "VTE hearts with youthful vigor warm, 
 
 J. In smiling crowds draw near, 
 And turn from every mortal charm, 
 A Saviour's voice to hear. 
 
 2 He, Lord of all the worlds on high, 
 
 Stoops to converse with you; 
 And lays his radiant glories by, 
 Your friendship to pursue. 
 
 3 'The soul that longs to see my face 
 
 'Is sure my love to gain: 
 'And those that early seek my grace, 
 'Shall never seek in vain.' 
 
 4 What object, Lord, my soul should move. 4 
 
 If once compar'd with thee? 
 What beauty should command my love, 
 Like what in Christ I see? 
 
 5 Away, ye false delusive toys, 
 
 Yain tempters of the mind! 
 'Tis here I fix my lasting choice, 
 For here true bliss 1 find. 
 
 680 
 
 HYMN. C. M. Doddridge. 
 Matth. 6: 33. But seek yefiist the Kingdom of 
 
 God. 
 
 1 IVTOW 1^ a trne ambition rise, 
 JJM And ardor fire our breasts, 
 To reign in worlds above the skies, 
 
 In heavenly glories drest. 
 
 2 Behold Jehovah's royal hand 
 
 A radiant crown display, 
 Whose gems with vivid lustre shine, 
 While stars and suns decay. 
 
YOUTH AND OLD AGE. €81, 682 
 
 3 Away, each groveling, anxious care, 
 
 Beneath a christian's aim; 
 We spring to reach immortal Joys, 
 In our Redeemer's name. 
 
 4 Ye hearts, with youthfnl vigor warm, 
 
 The glorious prize pursue; 
 Nor tear the want of earthly good, 
 While neaven is kept in view. 
 
 681 
 
 HYMN. L. M. WaUs. 
 Mark 10; 2L . One thing thou lackest. 
 
 i TWTUST all the charms of nature, then, 
 _iv_L So hopeless to salvation prove? 
 Can hell demand, can heaven condemn, 
 The mas whom Jesus deigns to love?— 
 
 2 The man who sought the ways of truth, 
 Paid friends and neighbors all their due; 
 A modest, sober, loving youth, 
 Who thought he wanted nothing now? 
 
 Z But mark the change: thus spake the Lord, 
 'Come, pari with earth for heaven to-day;' 
 The youth, astonish'd at his word, 
 In silent sadness went his way. 
 
 4a Poor virtues, that he boasted so, 
 This test usiable to endure, 
 Let Christ, and grace, and glory go 
 To make his land and money sure. 
 
 5 Ah! foolish choice of treasures here! 
 Ah! fatal Jove of tempting goldi 
 
 Must this base wodd be bought so dear, 
 And life and heaven so cheaply sold! 
 
 6 In vain the charms of nature shine, 
 If this vile passion governs me; 
 Transform my soul, love divine! 
 And make me part with all but thee; 
 
 
 682 HYMN. S. M. Fawceti. 
 
 Ps. 119.: 9. Wherewithal shall a young man 
 cleanse his way? 
 I "TX7"ITFI humble heart and tongue, 
 VV My God, to thee I pray; 
 O make me learn, whilst I am youngs 
 How I may cleanse my way- 
 
G83 YOUTH AND OLD AGE. 
 
 2 Now in my early days. 
 Teach me thy will to know; 
 
 God, thy sanctifying grace 
 Betimes on me bestow. 
 
 3 Make an unguarded youth 
 The object of thy care; 
 
 Help me to choose the way of truths 
 And fly from every snare. 
 
 4 My heart to folly prone, 
 Renew by power divine; 
 
 Unite it to "thyself alone, 
 And make me wholly thine. 
 o 0, let the word of ®race 
 
 My warmest thoughts employ; 
 
 Be this through all my following days* 
 My treasure and my joy. 
 
 6 To what thy laws impart 
 Be my whole soul inclin'd; 
 
 0, let them dwell within my heart, 
 And sanctify my mind. 
 
 7 May thy young servant learn 
 By these to cleanse his way: 
 
 And may I here the path discern 
 That leads to endless dav. 
 
 QgQ HYMN. C. M. Straphan. 
 
 The fm port an re of Educating Youth. 
 
 Ps. 22: 6. Train up a child in the way he should go on& 
 
 when he is old he wilt not depart from it. 
 
 1 "OLEST is the man whose heart expands 
 J3 At melting pity's call, 
 
 And the rich blessings of whose hands 
 Like heavenly manna fall. 
 
 2 Mercy, descending from above, 
 
 In softest accents pleads, 
 0! may each tender bosom move 
 When mercy intercedes, 
 
 3 Be ours the bliss in wisdom's way 
 
 To guide untutor'd youth, 
 And lead the mind that went astray 
 To virtue and to truth. 
 
YOUTH AND OLD AGE. 6S4 
 
 4 Children our kind protection claim, 
 And God will well approve, 
 When infants learn to lisp his name, 
 And their Creator love. 
 
 Delightful work! young souls to win, 
 
 And turn the rising race 
 From the deceitful paths of sin, 
 
 To seek redeeming grace. 
 6 Almighty God! thy influence shed 
 
 To aid this good design; 
 The honors of thy name be spread, 
 
 And all the glory thine. 
 
 f.QA HYMN. CM. 
 
 vo ^ Old A«e. 
 
 Ps. 17: 18. When lam old and gray -headed, God 
 forsake me not. 
 
 1 INTERNAL God, enthron'd on high! 
 tl2 Whom angel hosts adore; 
 
 Who yet to suppliant dust art nigh; 
 Thy presence 1 implore. 
 
 2 0, guide me down the steep of age, 
 
 And keep my passions cool: 
 Teach me to scan the sacred page, 
 And practise every ruie. 
 
 3 3Iy flying years time urges on, 
 
 What's human must decay; 
 My friends, my young companions gone, 
 Can I expect to stay? 
 4. Can I exemption plead when death 
 Projects his awful dart? 
 Can med'cines then prolong my breath, 
 Or virtue shield my heart? 
 o Oh! no — then smooth the mortal hour, 
 On thee my hope depends; 
 Support me with almighty power, 
 While dust to dust descends. 
 6 Then shall my soul, O gracious God, 
 (While angels join the lay,) 
 Admitted to the bless'd abode, 
 Its endless anthems pay. 
 
685, 686 YOUTH AND OLD AGE. 
 
 7 Through heaven, bowe'er remote the bound, 
 Thy matchless love proclaim, 
 And join the choir of saints tbat sound 
 Their great Redeemer's name. 
 
 (\or\ HYMN. C. M. Watts. 
 
 VOtJ Psalm 71: 5—9. 
 
 1 1\/TY God, my everlasting hope, 
 JLtJL 1 live upon thy truth; 
 
 Thine hands have held my childhood up 9 
 And strengthen^ all my youth. 
 
 2 My flesh was fashion 'd by thy power, 
 
 With all these limbs of mine; 
 And from my mother's painful hour 
 I've been entirely thine. 
 
 3 Still has my life new wonders seen 
 
 Repeated every year; 
 Behold my days that yet remain, 
 I trust them to thy care. 
 
 4 Cast me not off, when strength declines, 
 
 When hoary hairs arise; 
 And round me let thy glory shine 
 Whene'er thy servant dies. 
 
 5 Then in the history of my age, 
 
 When men review my days, 
 They'll read thy love in every page, 
 In every line thy praise. 
 
 faQft HYMN. L. M. Wesley. 
 
 vwv/ Old Age. 
 
 1 TN age and feebleness extreme, 
 
 |_ Who shall a helpless worm redeem? 
 'Tis only Jesus, by his blood, 
 Can raise a sinking soul to God. 
 
 2 Jesus, my only hope thou art; 
 Strength of my failing flesh and hearty 
 O, could I catch a smile from th^e. 
 And drop iato eternity I 
 
DAYS OF FASTING. 687 
 
 DAYS OF FASTING. 
 
 fiQ7 HYMN. C. M. 
 
 vu J Hiblic Fast. 
 
 Matth,. 6: 16. When ye fast be not as ike hypocrites 
 
 1 OKE, gracious God, before thy throne, 
 io Thy mourning people bend! 
 
 'Tis on thy sovereign grace alone 
 Our humble hopes depend. 
 
 2 Tremendous judgements from thy hand 
 
 Thy dreadful power display; 
 Yet mercy spares this guilty land, 
 And still we live to pray. 
 
 3 Great God, and is Columbia spar'd, 
 
 Ungrateful as we are! 
 0, make thy awfnl warnings heard, 
 While mercy cries, 'Forbear.' 
 
 4 What land so favor'd of the skies, 
 
 As these apostate States! 
 Our num'ious crimes increasing rise, 
 Yet still thy vengeance waits. 
 
 5 How chang'd, alas! are truths divine 
 
 For error, guilt, and shame! 
 What impious numbers, bold in sin, 
 Disgrace the Christian name! 
 
 6 Regardless of thy smile or frown, 
 
 Their pleasures they require; 
 And sink with gay indifference down 
 To everlasting fire. 
 
 7 turn us, turn us, mighty Lord, 
 
 By thy resistless grace; 
 Then shall our hearts obey thy word, 
 And humbly seek thy face. 
 
 8 Then should insulting foes invade, 
 
 We should not sink in fear; 
 Secure of never-failing aid, 
 Jf God, our God is near. 
 
688, 689 DAYS OF FASTING. 
 
 fLQQ HYMN. C. M. S . 
 
 ^°^ Gen. 18. 23. Wilt thou also destroy the 
 righteous with the wicked? 
 
 1 TTTHEN Abram, full of sacred awe, 
 
 VV Before Jehovah stood. 
 And, with an humble fervent prayer, 
 For guilty Sodom sued; 
 
 2 With what success, what wondrous grace, 
 
 Was his petition crown'd! 
 The Lord would spare, if in the place 
 Ten righteous men were found. 
 
 3 And could a single holy soul 
 
 So rich a boon obtain? 
 Great God, and shall a nation cry, 
 And plead with thee in vain? 
 
 4 Columbia, guilty as she is, 
 
 Her numerous saints can boast; 
 And now their fervent prayers ascend, 
 And can those prayers be lost? 
 
 5 Are not the righteous dear to thee 
 
 Now as in ancient times? 
 Or does this sinful land exceed 
 Gomorrah in its crimes? 
 
 6 Still are we thine, we bear thy name, 
 
 Here yet is thine abode, 
 Long has thy presence bless'd our land; 
 Forsake us not, God. 
 
 fiQO HYMN. L. M. Doddridge. 
 
 U °^ Public Fast. 
 
 James. 5: 13: Is any among you afflicted? let him pray. 
 
 1 f\ RIGHTEOUS God, thou Judge supreme, 
 \J W 7 e tremble at thy dreadful name; 
 And all our crying guilt we own, 
 
 In dust and tears before thy throne. 
 
 2 So manifold our crimes have been, 
 Such crimson tincture dyes our sin, 
 That could we all its horrors know, 
 
 Our streaming eyes with blood might flow. 
 
 3 Estranged from reverential awe, 
 We trample on thy sacred law; 
 
 And though such wonders grace has done, 
 Anew we crucify the Son. 
 
DAYS OF FASTING. 090 
 
 4 Justly might this polluted land 
 Prove all the vengeance of thy hand; 
 
 And bathed in heaven, thy sword might come, 
 To drink our blood, and seal our doom. 
 
 5 Yet hast thou not a remnant here, 
 Whose souls are rilled with pious fear? 
 0, bring thy wonted mercy nigh, 
 While prostrate at thy feet they lie. 
 
 6 Behold their tears, attend their moan, 
 Nor turn away their secret groan: 
 With these we join our humble prayer; 
 Our nation shield, our country spare. 
 
 THANKSGIVING. 
 
 (J9Q HYMN. C. M. 
 
 Ps. 107: 28. Then 1/iey cry unto the Lord 
 in their trouble. 
 
 1 /~^UR little bark, on hoist' roas seas, 
 \J By cruel tempest toss'd, 
 Without one cheerful beam of hope, 
 
 Expecting to be lost. 
 
 2 We to the Lord in humble prayer 
 
 Breathed out our sad distress; 
 Though feeble, yet with contrite hearts, 
 We begg'd return of peace. 
 
 3 The stormy winds did cease to blow, 
 
 The waves no more did roll; 
 And soon again a placid sea 
 Spoke comfort to each soul. 
 
 4 0, may our grateful, trembling heart3 
 
 Sweet hallelujahs sing 
 To him who hath our lives preserved, 
 Our Saviour and our King. 
 
 5 Let us proclaim to all the world, 
 
 With heart and voice, again, 
 And tell the wonders he hath done 
 For us, the sons of men, 
 
691 , 692 THANKSGIVING. 
 
 fiQI HYMN. L. M. 
 
 w ^ i Psalm 144: 12—15. 
 
 1 TTAPPY the city, where theiv sons 
 XX Like pillars round a palace set, 
 And daughters, bright as polish'd stones, 
 Give strength and beauty to the state. 
 
 2 Happy the country, where the sheep, 
 Cattle, and corn, have large increase; 
 Where men securely work or sleep. 
 Nor sons of plunder break the peace. 
 
 3 Happy the nation thus endow'd, 
 But most divinely blest are those 
 On whom the all-sufficient God 
 Himself with all his grace bestows. 
 
 goo HYMN. 8s. 
 
 A jreneral Thanksgiving. 
 
 Ps. 67: 3. Let the people praise thee, O God let 
 all the people praise thee. 
 
 1 OAY, should we search the globe around, 
 ^ Where can such happiness be found 
 
 As dwells in this much-favord land? 
 Here plenty reigns; here freedom sheds 
 Her choicest blessings on our heads. 
 
 By God supported still we stand. 
 
 2 Here commerce spreads the wealthy store, 
 Which comes from every foreign shore; 
 
 Science and art their charms display; 
 Religion teacheth us to raise 
 Our voices in our Maker's praise, 
 
 As truth and conscience point the way. 
 
 3 These are thy gifts, Almighty King! 
 From thee our matchless blessings spring; 
 
 Th' extended shade, the fruitful skies; 
 The raptures libeny bestows, 
 The eternal joys the gospel shows, 
 
 All from thy boundless goodness rise. 
 
 4 With grateful hearts, with cheerful tongues* 
 To God we raise united songs; 
 
 His power and meicy we proclaim; 
 And still, through ev'ry age, shall own, 
 Jehovah here hath fix'd his throne, 
 
 And triumph in his mighty name. 
 
SICKNESS AND RECOVERY. 693, 694 
 
 5 Long as the moon her course shall run, 
 Or man behold the circling sun, 
 
 May'st thou o'er fair Columbia reign: 
 Still crown her counsels with success, 
 With peace and joy her borders bless, 
 And all her sacred rights maintain. 
 
 SICKNESS AND RECOVERY. 
 
 693 .mm/ um. 
 
 Sir.knpss una Recovery. 
 
 Jer. 30: 17. For I will restore health unto thee, 
 
 1 A WHILE remain'd the doubtful strife, 
 ./jL Till Jesus gave me back my life; 
 My life! — my soul, recall ihe word, 
 
 'Tis life to see thy gracious Lord. 
 
 2 Why inconvenient now to die? 
 Vile unbelief, tell me why? 
 When can it inconvenient be, 
 
 My loving Lord, to come to Thee. 
 
 3 He saw me made the sport of hell, 
 He knew the tempter's malice well; 
 And when my soul had all to fear, 
 Then did the glorious Son appear! 
 
 4 bless him — bless, ye dying saints! 
 The God of grace, when nature faints! 
 He show'd my flesh the gaping grave, 
 To show that he had power to save. 
 
 694 HYMN. C. M. Doddridge. 
 
 Ps. 118: 18. The Lord hath chastened me sore, 
 but he hath not given Trie over unto death. 
 1 SOVEREIGN of life, I own thy hand, 
 £j In every chastening stroke; 
 And while I smnrt beneath thy rod, 
 Thy presence 1 invoke. 
 
095 SICKNESS AND RECOVERY. 
 
 2 To Thee in my distress, I cried, 
 
 And thou hast bow'd thine ear; 
 Thy powerful word my life prolong'd, 
 And brought salvation near. 
 
 3 Unfold, ye gates of righteousness, 
 
 That with the pious throng, 
 
 I may record my solemn vows, 
 
 And tune my grateful song. 
 
 4 Praise to the Lord, whose gentle hand 
 
 Renews out laboring breath: 
 Praise to the Lord, who makes his saints 
 Triumphant e'en in death. 
 
 5 My God, in thine appointed hour, 
 
 Those heavenly gates display, 
 Where pain and sin, and fear and death, 
 
 Forever flee away. 
 . 6 There, while the nations of the bless' d 
 
 With raptures bow around. 
 My anthems to delivering grace 
 
 In sweeter strains shall sound. 
 
 Q95 HYMN. C. M. Watts. 
 
 * * Ps. 119: 71. It is good jor mt that I have In 
 afflicted. 
 
 1 T ORD, I am pained, but I resign 
 JLi My body to thy will: 
 
 'Tis grace, 'tis wisdom all divine, 
 Appoints the pains I feel. 
 
 2 Dark are the ways of Providence, 
 
 While they who love thee groan: 
 Thy reasons lie concealed from sense, 
 Mysterious and unknown. 
 
 3 Yet nature may have leave to speak, 
 
 And plead before her God, 
 Lest the o'erburthened heart should break 
 
 Beneath thine heavy rod. 
 These mournful groans and flowing tears 
 
 Give my poor spirit ease; 
 While every groan my Father hears 
 
 And every tear he sees. 
 5 Is not some smiling hour at hand, 
 
 With peace upon its wings? 
 Give it, God, thy swift command. 
 
 With all ihe joys it brings. 
 
SICKNESS AND RECOVERY. 696, 697 
 
 696 HYMN. C. M. Steele. 
 
 Ps. 132: 1. Lord remembered David in *u his 
 
 afflictions. 
 
 1 rnHOU only centre of my rest, 
 JL Look down with pitying eye, 
 
 While, with protracted pain oppress'd 
 I breathe the plaintive sigh. 
 
 2 Thy gracious presence, my God, 
 
 My every wish contains; 
 With this, beneath affliction's load, 
 My heart no more complains. 
 
 3 This can my every care control, 
 
 Gild each dark scene with light; 
 This is the sun-shine of the soul; 
 Without it all is night. 
 
 4 My Lord, my Life, O cheer my heart 
 
 With thy reviving ray, 
 And bid these mournful shades depart, 
 And bring the dawn of day! 
 
 107 HYMN. L. M. Cowper. 
 
 Afflictions Sanctified by the Word. 
 
 Fs. 119: 67. Before I was afflicted I went astray; but 
 
 now have I kept thy word. 
 
 1 f\ HOW I love thy holy word, 
 
 \Jr j ThV gracious covenant, Lord; 
 It guides me in the peaceful way; 
 I think upon it all the day. 
 
 2 What are the mines of shining wealth? 
 The strength of youth, the bloom of health? 
 What are ail joys, compared with those 
 Thine everlasting word bestows? 
 
 3 Long unaffl icted, undismayed, 
 
 Jn pleasure's path, secure 1 strayed; 
 Thou mad'st me feel thy chast'ning rod, 
 And straight I turn'd unto my God. 
 
 4 What though it pierced my fainting heart, 
 I bless thine hand that caused the smart; 
 It taught my tears awhile to flow, 
 
 But saved me from eternal wo. 
 
 5 0, hadst thou left me unchastised, 
 Thy precept I had still despised; 
 And still the snare, in secret laid, 
 Had my unwary feet betrayed. 
 
698, 699 SICKNESS AND RECOVERY. 
 
 6 I love thee, therefore, my God, 
 
 And breathe tow'rds heaven, ihy bright abode; 
 ^iiere, in thy presence fully bless'd. 
 Thy chosen eainis forever rest. 
 
 gOQ HYMN. S. M. 
 
 The benefits of Sanctified Affliction. 
 Ezek. 20: 37. And I will cause you to pass under tht 
 rod, and I will bring you into the bond of the covenant, 
 fOW gracious, and how wise, 
 
 IT 
 
 And, U! how rich the blessings are 
 
 Which blossom from his rod! 
 \ He lifts it up on high 
 
 With pity in his heart, 
 That every stroke his children feel 
 
 May grace and peace impart. 
 
 Instructed thus they bow, 
 
 And own his sovereign sway; 
 They turn their erring footsteps back 
 
 To his forsaken way. 
 
 His cov'nant love they seek, 
 
 And seek the happy bands 
 That closer still engage their hearts 
 
 To honor his commands. 
 
 Dear Father, we consent 
 
 To discipline divine; 
 And bless the pain that makes our souls 
 
 Still more completely thine. 
 
 Supported by thy love, 
 
 We tend to realms of peace, 
 Where every pain shall far remove, 
 
 And every irailty cease. 
 
 699 
 
 HYMN. C. M. 
 For a time of General Sickness. 
 Isa. 26: 9. When thy judgments are in the earth, tht 
 inhabitants — loill Learn righteousness. 
 1 T~\£ATH, with his dread commission seal'd, 
 \J Now hastens to his arms; 
 In awful state he takes the field, 
 And sounds his dire alarms. 
 
 : 
 
SICKNESS AND RECOVERY. 7C0 
 
 2 Attendant plagues around him stand, 
 
 And wait his dread command; 
 And pains and dying groans obey 
 The signal of his hand. 
 
 3 With cruel force he scatters round 
 
 His shafts of deadly power; 
 While the grave waits its destin'd pre^ 
 Impatient to devour. 
 
 4 Look up, ye heirs of endless joy, 
 
 Nor let your fears prevail; 
 Eternal life is your reward, 
 When life on earth shall fail. 
 
 5 What though his darts, promiscuous huri'd, 
 
 Deal fatal plagues around; 
 And heaps of putrid carcasses 
 
 O'er load the cumber'd ground: 
 G The arrows that shall wound your flesh, 
 
 Were giv'n him from above, 
 Dipt in the great Redeemer's blood, 
 
 And feather'd all with love. 
 
 7 These with a gentle hand he throws, 
 
 And saints lie gasping too; 
 And heavenly strength supports their souls, 
 And bears them conquerors through. 
 
 8 Joyful they stretch their wings abroad, 
 
 And all in triumph rise, 
 To the fair palace of their God, 
 And mansions in the skies. 
 
 D c 
 
 7QA HYMN. S. M. Beddome. 
 
 2 Cor. 4: 17. Our tight afflictions— worketft 
 for us — and eternal weight of glory, 
 OST thou my profit seek, 
 And chasten as a friend? 
 God, I'll kiss the smarting rod, 
 There's honey at the end. 
 Dost thou through death's dark vale 
 Conduct to heaven at last? 
 The future good will make amends 
 For all the evils past. 
 Lord, I would not repine 
 At strokes in mercy sent; 
 If the chastisement comes in love, 
 My soul shall be content 
 
701, 702 NATIONAL HYMNS. 
 
 NATIONAL HYMNS. 
 
 70] HYMN. 8, 8, 6. 
 
 A Prayer for the President, Con^resi, &c. 
 
 Rom. 13: 3. For rulers are not a terror to good works 
 
 but to the evil. 
 
 1 /^1 REAT Lord of all, thy matchless power 
 vT Archangels in the heavens adore; 
 With them our Sov'reign thee we own, 
 And bow the knee before thy throne. 
 
 2 Let dove-ey'd peace with odour'd wing, 
 On us her grateful blessings fling; 
 Freedom spread beauteous as the morn, 
 And plenty fill her ample horn. 
 
 3 Pour, on our Chief, thy mercies down, 
 His days with heavenly wisdom crown; 
 Resolve his heart, where'er he goes, 
 'To launch the stream that duty shows.* 
 
 4 Over our Capital diffuse, 
 
 From hills divine, thy welcome dews; 
 While Congress, in one patriot band, 
 Prove the firm fortress of our land. 
 
 5 Our Magistrates with grace sustain, 
 Nor let them bear the sword in vain; 
 Long as they ft 11 their awful seat, 
 Be vice seen dying at their feet. 
 
 G Forever from the western sky, 
 Bid the 'destroying angel' fly! 
 With grateful songs our hearts inspire, 
 And round us blaze a wall of fire. 
 
 70O HYMN. L. M. Beddome. 
 
 ' ^ Peace Pmyed for. 
 
 Ps. 29: 11. Tlie Lord will bless /lis people with peace, 
 
 1 f~\N us oppress* d beneath thy stroke, 
 
 \_J Now overwhelm' d with guilt and shame, 
 Deign, mighty God, once more to look; 
 The same thy power, thy grace the same. 
 
 2 Let peace descend with balmy wing, 
 And on our land its blessings shed; 
 Her liberties be well secur'd, 
 
 And commerce lift it& fainting head: 
 
NATIONAL HYMNS. 703 
 
 3 Let the loud cannon cease to roar, 
 The warlike trump no longer sound: 
 The din of arms be heard no more, 
 Nor human blood pollute the ground. 
 
 4 Let hostile troops drop from their hands 
 The useless sword, the glittering spear; 
 And join in friendship's sacred bands, 
 Nor one dissentient voice be there. 
 
 5 Thus save, Lord, a sinking land; 
 Millions of tongues shall then adore, 
 .Resound the honors of thy name, 
 
 And spread thy praise from shore to shore. 
 
 703 HYMN. L. M. 
 
 / Praise for National Peace. 
 Ps. 49: 9. He maketh vjuts to cease unto the ends of 
 the earth. 
 
 1 /"\REAT Ruler of the earth and skies, 
 \J A word of thy almighty breath 
 Can sink the world, or bid it rise; 
 Thy smile is life, thy frown is death. 
 
 2 When angry nations rush to arms, 
 And rage, and noise, and tumult reigns, 
 And war resounds in dire alarms, 
 And slaughter spreads the hostile plains; 
 
 3 Thy sovereign eye looks calmly down, 
 And marks their course, and bounds their pow'n 
 Thy word the angry nations own, 
 And noise and war are heard no more. 
 
 4 Then peace returns with balmy wing, 
 (Sweet peace, with her what blessings fled!) 
 Glad plenty laughs, the valleys sing, 
 Keviving commerce lifts her head. 
 
 5 Thou good, and wise, and righteous Lord, 
 All move subservient to thy will; 
 And peace and war await thy word, 
 And thy sublime decrees fulfil. 
 
 6 To thee we pay our grateful songs, 
 Thy kind protection still implore; 
 may our hearts, and lives, and tongues, 
 Con less thy goodness and adore. 
 
701, 705 NATIONAL HYMNS. 
 
 7Q4 HYMN. L. M. 
 
 Thnnksnivinor ior National Deliverance. 
 
 Luke 1: 74. lhat we being delivered out of the hands oj 
 
 our enemies might serve him Without fear. 
 
 1 "p RAISE to the Lord, who bows his ear 
 j_ Propitious to his people's prayer, 
 And, though deliverance long delay, 
 Answers in his well-chosen day. 
 
 2 Salvation doth to God belong; 
 His power and grace shall be our song; 
 The tribute of our love we bring 
 To thee, our Saviour and our King! 
 
 3 Our temples, guarded from tjie flame, 
 Shall echo thy triumphant name; 
 And every peaceful private home 
 To thee a temple shall become. 
 
 4 Still be it our supreme delight 
 To walk as in thy honor' d sight; 
 Hence in thy precepts and thy fear 
 'Till life's last hour to persevere. 
 
 705 HYMN. P. M. Kippis. 
 
 Thanksgiving for National Prosperity. 
 
 Ps. 115: 12. The Lord hath been mindful of us: he 
 
 hath blessed us. 
 
 1 TTOW rich thy gifts, almighty King! 
 
 JLJL From thee our public blessings spring; 
 
 The extended trade, the fruitful skies, 
 The treasures liberty bestows, 
 The eternal joys the gospel shows — 
 
 All from thy boundless goodness rise. 
 
 2 Here commerce spreads the wealthy store, 
 Which pours from every foreign shore; 
 
 Science and art their charms display; 
 Religion teaches us to raise 
 Our voices to our Maker's praise, 
 
 As truth and conscience point the way. 
 
 3 With grateful hearts, with joyful tongues, 
 To God we raise united songs; 
 
 Here still may God in mercy reign; 
 Crown our just counsels with success, 
 With peace and joy our borders bless, 
 
 And all our sacred rights maintain. 
 
NATIONAL HYMNS. 706, 707 
 
 7Q5 HYMN. L. M. Steele. 
 
 ' ^ On a flay of Priyer for Success * n Wan 
 
 1 Sam. 17: 47. For the battle is the Lords. 
 
 1 T ORD, how shall wretched sinners dare 
 I i Look up to thy divine abode? 
 
 Or offer their imperfect prayer, 
 Before a just, a holy God? 
 
 2 Bright terrors guard thy awful seat, 
 And dazzling glories veil thy face; 
 Yet mercy calls us to thy feet, 
 
 Thy throne is still a throne of grace. 
 
 3 may our souls thy grace adore, 
 May Jesus plead our humble claim, 
 While thy protection we implore, 
 In his prevailing glorious name. 
 
 4 With all the boasted pomp of war 
 In vain we dare the hostile field: 
 In vain, unless the Lord be there: 
 Thy arm alone oar land can shield. 
 
 5 Let past experience of thy care 
 Support our hope, our trust invite? 
 Again attend our humble prayer! 
 Again be mercy thy delight? 
 
 6 Our arms succeed our councils guide, 
 Let thy right hand our cause maintain; 
 Till war's destructive rage subside, 
 And peace resume her gentle reign. 
 
 7 Great God, the promis'd period bring, 
 Let standards be no more uufurl'd; 
 Come peace, and bless with balmy wing, 
 The eastern and the western world. 
 
 8 When shall the gospel's healing ray 
 (Kind source of amity divine) 
 Spread o'er the world celestial day! 
 When shall the nations, Lord, be thine! 
 
 707 HYMN. L. M. P. Davis. 
 
 National Judiimpnts Deprecated. 
 Ps. 44: 4. O God, command deliverance for Jacob. 
 1 TTTHILE o'er our guilty land, Lord, 
 VV We view the terrors of thy sword; 
 Oh! whither shall the helpless fly; 
 To whom but Thee direct their cry! 
 
70S NATIONAL HYMNS. 
 
 2 The helpless sinner's cries and tears 
 Are grown familiar to thine ears; 
 Oft has thy mercy sent relief. 
 
 When all was fear and hopelees grief. 
 
 3 On thee, our guardian God, we call; 
 Before thy throne of grace we fall; 
 And is there no deliverance there; 
 And must we perish in despair? 
 
 4. See, we repent, we weep, we mourn, 
 To our forsaken God we turn; 
 spare our guilty country, spare 
 The church which thou hast planted here. 
 
 5 We plead thy grace, indulgent God; 
 We plead thy Son's atoning blood; 
 We plead thy gracious promises, 
 And are they unavailing pleas? 
 
 6 These pleas presented at thy throne, 
 Have brought ten thousand blessings down 
 On guilty lands in hapless wo; 
 
 Let them prevail to save us too. 
 
 7QO HYMN. C. M. 
 
 UO A Thanksgiving for Victory. 
 
 Ps. 98: 1. Sing unto the Lord — his right-hand— hath 
 gotten him the Victory. 
 
 1 npO Thee, who reign'st supreme above, 
 
 JL And reign'st supreme below, 
 Thou God of wisdom, power, and love, 
 We our successes owe. 
 
 2 The thundering horse, the martial band, 
 
 Without thine aid were vain; 
 
 And victory flies at thy command 
 
 To crown the bright campaign. 
 
 3 Thy mighty arm unseen was nigh, 
 
 When we our foes assail' d; 
 'Tis thou hast rais'd our honors high, 
 And o'er their hosts prevail'd. 
 
 4 Their mounds, their camps, their lofty tow'rs, 
 
 Into our hands are given, ♦ 
 
 ? : ot from desert, or strength of ours, 
 But through the grace of heaven. 
 
TEMPERANCE HYMNS. 709, 710 
 
 5 What though no colums lifted high 
 
 Stand deep inscrib'd with praise, 
 Yet sounding honors to the sky 
 Our grateful tongues shall raise. 
 
 6 To our young race we will proclaim 
 
 The mercies God hath shown; 
 That they may learn to bless his name, 
 And choose him for their own. 
 
 7 Thus, while we sleep in silent dust, 
 
 When threatening dangers come, 
 Their father's God shall be their trust, 
 Their refuge and their home. 
 
 TEMPERANCE HYMNS 
 
 »-/)0 HYMN. C. M. S. W. Lynd. 
 
 Prov. 20: 1. Wine is a mocker, strong drink is 
 raging, and he who is deceived thereby is not wise. 
 
 1 'TTTINE is a mocker;' so the word 
 
 VV Of heavenly truth declares; 
 'Strong drink is raging,' saith the Lord, 
 Man's powers it quick impairs. 
 
 2 Deluded soul, thou art not wise, 
 
 To touch the subtle foe, 
 Thy strength and beauty prostrate lies 
 Beneath her dreadful blow. 
 
 3 Take not the viper to thy breast, 
 
 Nor with the serpent play; 
 0, harbor not the treacherous guest, 
 But flee whilst yet thou may. 
 
 4 Before the bending angel band, 
 
 This day the temperance vow 
 Record with firm and cheerful hand, 
 And to thy Maker bow. 
 
 7]^Q HYMN. 7s. 
 
 1 T SEE the carr of temperance roll, 
 
 J_ Swiftly on it speeds its way; 
 
 See the earth from pole to pole, 
 
 Bend beneath its awful sway. 
 
711 TEMPERANCE HYMNS. 
 
 2 See her banners gleaming high 
 O'er the earth and mighty deep; 
 Raise your nbtes in triumph high, 
 And in chains the monster keep. 
 o Foes oppose and rage in vain, 
 
 Hell's uriloos'd its demons wild; 
 But true friends, a mighty train, 
 
 Push their conquests firm, though mild, 
 
 4 Friends of Zion, steady keep 
 
 The bright and precious prize in. view* 
 For which Jesus oft did weep, 
 And his head was wet with dew. 
 
 5 Raise a paean loud and long; 
 
 Let it reach the skies above: 
 
 Raise a thrilling, melting song, 
 
 In the purest strains of love. 
 
 72] HYMN. L. M. 
 
 Triumphs of Temperance. 
 
 1 TTOW sweet it is to hear the sound 
 JTX Of grateful thanks ascend the sky, 
 While loud the earth doth echo round, 
 
 And joyful triumph, peal on high. 
 
 2 How sweet it is to hear the song 
 
 That deeply tells of grace divine, 
 Break from the lips of him who long 
 Hath lonely knelt at Bacchus' shrine. 
 
 3 What rapture fills the aching breast, 
 
 When round we cast our longing eye, 
 To see the earth in beauty drest — 
 To hear no more the stifled sigh. 
 
 4 The parents greet the son with joy, 
 
 Who from the drunkard's path retnrns; 
 They closely press around the boy, 
 And every heart with pleasure burns. 
 
 5 Friends, welcome, long lost friends again, 
 
 They thought in hopeless ruin cast:^ 
 Their breaking hearts are eased of pain; 
 The clouds of sorrow all are past. 
 
 6 Then let us sing the blessed day 
 
 The galling yoke we threw aside. 
 Then let us all a tribute pay, 
 As swiftly to the grave we glide. 
 
TEMPERANCE HYMNS. 712, 713 
 
 '19 HYMN. 7s, 6s. 
 
 TOW long shall virtue languish, 
 
 'H c 
 
 How long shall folly reign, 
 While many a heart with anguish 
 
 Is weeping o'er the plain? 
 How long shall dissipation 
 
 Her deadly waters pour, 
 Throughout this favor' d nation 
 
 Her millions to devour? 
 
 2 When shall the veil of blindness, 
 
 Fall from the shrine of wealth, 
 Restoring human kindness, 
 
 And industry, and health? 
 When shall the charms, so luring, 
 
 Of bad example cease, 
 The end art once securing, 
 
 Of temperance and peace? 
 
 3 We hail, with joy unceasing, 
 
 The band whose pledge is given, 
 Whose numbers are increasing, 
 
 Amid the smiles of heaven — 
 Their virtue never failing, 
 
 Shall lead to brighter days, 
 Where holiness prevailing, 
 
 Shall fill the earth with praise. 
 
 710 HYMN. L. M. Mrs. Sigourney. 
 
 * *0 fniemperance. 
 
 1 rpHERE sprang a tree of deadly name — 
 
 JL Its poisonous breath — its deadly dew, 
 Scorch'd the green earth like lava flame, 
 And every plant of mercy slew. 
 
 2 From clime to clime i(s branches spread 
 
 Their fearful fruits of sin and wo; 
 The Prince of Darkness lov'd its shade, 
 And toil'd its fiery seed to sow. 
 
 3 Faith pour'd her prayer at midnight hour, 
 
 The hand of zeal at noon-day wrought, 
 And armor of celestial power, 
 The children of the cross besought. 
 
 4 Behold the axe its pride doth wound; 
 
 Through its cleft boughs the sun doth shine; 
 Its blasted glories strew the. ground: 
 Give glory to the Arm divine. 
 
714,7,' TEMPERANCE HYMNS. 
 
 5 And still Jehovah's aid implore, 
 From isle to isle, from sea to sea, 
 From peopled earth's remotest shore, 
 To root that deadly Upas tree. 
 
 714 HYMN. L. M. Mrs. Sigourney. 
 4 " Exod. 10: 17. Only this once. 
 
 1 */^|NLY this once;' the wine-cup glow'd, 
 
 \J All sparkling with ihe ruby ray; 
 The bacchanalian welcome flow'd, * 
 And folly made the revel gay. 
 
 2 Tho' he so long, so deeply warned; 
 
 The sway of conscience rashly spurn'd, 
 His promise of repentance scorn'd, 
 And, coward-like, to vice retum'd. 
 
 3 ' Only this once.* The tale is told — 
 
 He wildly quafT'd the poisonous tide; 
 With more than Esau's madness sold 
 The birth-right of his soul — and died. 
 
 4 I do not say that breath forsook 
 
 The clay, and left his pulses dead; 
 But reason in her empire shook, 
 And all the life of life was fled. 
 
 5 l Only this once.' Beware! beware! 
 
 G.ize not upon the blushing wine; 
 O, fly temptation's syren snare, 
 
 And prayerful seek for strength divine. 
 
 7^5 HYMN. C. M. 
 
 1 f^ RE AT God! assembled in thy house, 
 VJT Thy blessing to implore; 
 
 The kingdom and the glory be 
 Thine, now and evermore. 
 
 2 In all our counsels and our acts, 
 
 Thy gracious aid we need; 
 The cause we love, Lord, is thine; 
 Our plans do thou succeed. 
 
 3 A ruthless tyrant we assail, 
 
 Who murders all he can, 
 And scatters wide the seeds of death*=» 
 The foe of God and men. 
 
TEMPERANCE HYMNS, 1*3, 717 
 
 £ Thousands and thousands he destroys, 
 And makes their souls his prey, 
 And thousands more he's urging on, 
 In the same downward way, 
 o He triumphs as he multiplies 
 Diseases, crime and wo; 
 Even to his allies and his friends, 
 He proves the deadliest foe, 
 6 Now, Lord, let every arm be nerv'd, 
 And steady warfare wage, 
 This dreadful en'my to subdue, 
 And bless a future age. 
 
 ^jg HYMN. C. M. 
 
 1 f~\ TAKE the madd'ning bowl away, 
 \J Remove the poisonous cup^ 
 
 My soul is sick — its burning ray 
 Hath drunk my spirits up. 
 
 2 Say not; 'Behold its ruddy hue; 
 
 '0, press it to thy lips;' 
 For 'tis more deadly than the dew 
 That from the Upas drips. 
 
 3 Say not, 'It hath a spell to soothe 
 
 'The soul in misery deep;' 
 Go, ask thy conscience if the bowl 
 Can give eternal sleep. 
 
 4 Go, I will have no more of thee, 
 
 Thou bane of Adam's race; 
 But to a heavenly fountain flee, 
 And drink the dews of grace. 
 
 -iy^ HYMN. CM. 
 
 1 /^|H! drunkard, drunkard, stop thy hand; 
 \J Why such a course pursue':!' 
 Against thy maker's great command; 
 
 Why thus thyself undo? 
 
 2 Why sacrifice thy useful frame, 
 
 Thy children, friends, and wealth? 
 Why to derision give thy name, 
 And why destroy thy health? — 
 
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718, 719 THE SINGER WAR3KS&. 
 
 3 And why destroy those feelings warm,, 
 
 Which man for man should hold? 
 Why almost change thy noble form 
 For bis who graz'd of old? 
 
 4 And why destroy thy much lov'd wife r 
 
 To whom thy vows were given, 
 To cherish her throughout thy life? 
 Those vows were w/l-t in heaven. 
 
 718 
 
 THE SINNER WARNED. 
 
 HYMN. L. M. 
 Jer. 2: 25. Thou saidet>t, There h no koye* 
 IIS there no hope? O sinner, pause! 
 JL Turn not away from heav'n thy face, 
 Despise no more God's holy laws, 
 Resist not his inviting grace. 
 
 2 Is there no hope? that word recall, 
 
 Thy steps retrace, nor dare delay, 
 Lest, ere thou turn, God's auger fall', 
 And hope forever flee away. 
 
 3 Is there no hope? yes, sinner, yes! 
 
 Repent and to tlie Saviour fly. 
 Will he be deaf to your distress, 
 Who listens when the ravens cry? 
 
 4 Return — the bow of promise mark 
 
 Above where Death's dark billows roarj 
 For soon, when sinks thy fragile baTk, 
 'Twill shine upon thy soul no more. 
 
 71 q HYMN. L. M. Ward. 
 
 The Sinner invited to Christ. 
 
 RETURN, wanderer, return, 
 And seek an injur* d Father's face; 
 Those warm desires that, in thee burn, 
 Were kindled by reclaiming grace. 
 
THE SINNER WARNED. 720, 721 
 
 2 Return, wanderer, return, 
 
 And seek a Father's melting heart; 
 His pitying eyes thy grief discern, 
 His hand shall heal thy inward smart. 
 
 3 Return, wanderer, return, 
 
 Thy Saviour bids thy spirit live, 
 Go to his bleeding feet and learn 
 How freely Jesus can forgive. 
 
 4 Return, wanderer, return, 
 
 And wipe away the falling tear; 
 'Tis God who says, 'No longer mourn;' 
 'Tis mercy's voice invites thee near. 
 
 720 ^YMN. 7s. J. B. Waterberry. 
 
 Isa. 48: 22. There is no peace to the wicked. 
 
 1 QINNER, is thy heart at rest? 
 kJ Is thy bosom void of fear? 
 Art thou not by guilt oppress'd? 
 
 Speaks not conscience in thine ear? 
 
 2 Can this world afford thee bliss? 
 
 Can it chase away thy gloom? 
 Flattering, false, and vain it is; 
 Tremble at the worldling's doom. 
 
 3 Think, sinner, on thy end; 
 
 See the Judgment day appear! 
 Thither must thy spirit wend, 
 
 There thy righteous sentence hear. 
 
 4 Wretched, ruin'd, helpless soul, 
 
 To a Saviour's blood apply; 
 He alone can make thee whole; 
 Fly to Jesus,, sinner, fly. 
 
 721 
 
 HYMN. C. M. 
 
 Tlie Scotfer Warned. 
 
 1 A LL ye who laugh and sport with death, 
 _Ol And say there is no hell; 
 
 The gasp of your expiring breath 
 Will send you there to dwell. 
 
 2 When iron slumbers bind your flesh, 
 
 With strange surprise you'll find 
 Immortal vigor spring afresh, 
 And tortures wake the mind ! 
 
 o3 
 
722, 723 THE SINNER WARNED. 
 
 3 Then you'll confess the frightful names 
 
 Of plagues you scorn'd before, 
 No more shall look like idle dreams — 
 Like foolish tales no more. 
 
 4 Then shall ye curse that fatal day, 
 
 With flames upon your tongues, 
 When you exchang'd your souls away 
 For vanity and songs. 
 
 
 A : 
 
 HYMN. S. M. 
 Heb. 3: 7. To-day if ye will hear his voice, 
 LL yesterday is gone, 
 To-morrow's not our own; 
 What day is better than to-day, 
 To bow before the throne? 
 Why should we yet delay, 
 And not to God return? 
 How sad to have our oil to buy, 
 When we should have it burn. 
 0, hear his voice to-day, 
 And harden not your heart; 
 To-morrow, with a frown, he may 
 Pronounce the sound, Depart. 
 
 •793 HYMN. L. M. Rippon. 
 
 Isa. 1: 18. Come, let ws reason together, 
 
 1 /^10ME, now, ye sinners, saith the Lord, 
 V-/ And hear my kind, inviting word: 
 Come, reason with me, and embrace 
 
 The plenitude of gospel grace. 
 
 2 I give thee now, the feeling heart, 
 The godly grief, the pleasing smart, 
 Ttee faith that tells your sins forgiven, 
 The sighs that waft your souls to heaven, 
 
 3 The guileless shame, the sweet distress, 
 The conscience clad with tenderness, 
 The genuine meek humility, 
 
 The wonder, Why this love to vie! 
 
 4 1 give, with every saving grace, 
 Super-angelic righteousness: 
 The pardon ratified with blood, 
 
 The right to heaven, enthroned with God. 
 
THE SINNER WARNED. 724. ?25 
 
 5 rich bequests! and are they free? 
 Lord, grant, grant them all to me; 
 The inviting Come has won my heart: 
 I might have heard the sound— Defart. 
 
 724 
 
 HYMN. S. M. Newton. 
 Luke 13. 24. Few find the straight gate. 
 
 DESTRUCTION'S dangerous road 
 What multitude's pursue! 
 While that which leads the soul to God, 
 
 Is known or sought by few. 
 
 Believers find the way 
 
 Through Christ, the living gate; 
 But those who hate this holy way 
 
 Complain it is too straight. 
 
 If self must be denied, 
 
 And sin no more caress'd, 
 They rather choose the way that's wide, 
 
 And strive to think it best. 
 
 Encompass' d by a throng, 
 
 On numbers they depend; 
 They say so many can't be wrong, 
 
 And miss a happy end. 
 
 0, hear the Saviour's word, 
 
 'Strive for the heavenly gate; 
 Many will call upon the Lord, 
 
 And find their cries too late.' 
 
 Obey the gospel call, 
 
 And enter while you may; 
 The flock of Christ is always small, 
 
 And none are safe but they. 
 
 Lord, open sinners eyes, 
 
 Their awful state to see; 
 And make them, e'er the storm arise, 
 
 To thee for safety flee. 
 
 725 
 
 HYMN. S. M. Dwight. 
 The Last Account. 
 
 1 T SAW beyond the tomb 
 X The awful judge appear! 
 Prepar'd to scan with strict account; 
 The blessings wasted here. 
 
 o4 
 
739, 727 THE SINNER WARNED. 
 
 2 His wrath like flaming fire, 
 In hell forever burns; 
 
 And from that hopeless world of woe, 
 Xo fugitive return;;. 
 
 3 Soon wiii the harvest close, 
 The summer soon be o'er; 
 
 Oh, sinner, then your injur'd God 
 Will heed your cries no more. ' 
 
 726 
 
 HYMN. C. M. Needham. 
 Luke 12: 20. Thy soul shall be required of thee. 
 
 1 T^ELUDED souls! who think to find 
 J_y A solid bliss below; 
 
 Bliss, the fair flow'r of paradise, 
 On earth can never grow. 
 
 2 See how the foolish wretch is pleas'd 
 
 To increase his worldly store; 
 Too scanty now he finds his barns, 
 And covets room for more. 
 
 3 'What shall I do? distress'd, he cries, 
 
 'This scheme will I pursue; 
 'My scanty barns shall now come down, 
 'I'll build them large and new. 
 
 4 'Here will I lay my fruits, and bid 
 
 'My soul to take its ease; 
 'Eat, drink, be glad; my lasting store 
 Shall give what joys I please.' 
 
 5 Scarce had he spoke, when, lo! fromheav'n 
 
 Th' Almighty made reply; 
 'For whom dost thou provide, thou fool! 
 'This night thyself shalt die. 
 
 6 Teach me, my God, all earthly joys 
 
 Are but an empty dream: 
 And may I seek my bliss alone 
 In thee, the Good Supreme! 
 
 ~c>~ HYMN. C. M. 
 
 ' * « Mark 8: 36. What shall it profit a man? 
 1 T OKI), shall we part with thee for dross, 
 J_J With solid good for show? 
 Outlive our bliss, and mourn our loss, 
 (ti everlasting wop? 
 
THE SIGNER WARNED. 728, 729 
 
 2 Let us not lose the living God 
 
 For one short dream of joy; 
 With fond embrace cling to a clod, 
 And fling all heaven away. 
 
 3 Vain world, thy weak attempts forbear, 
 
 We all thy charms defy; 
 And Tate our precious souls too dear 
 For all thy wealth to buy. 
 
 728 HYMN. L. M. Fawcett. 
 
 ** Acts 9: 6. Lord, what wi't thou have me to do. 
 
 1 TT7ITH melting heart and weeping eyes, 
 
 V V My guilty soul for mercy cries; 
 What shail I do, or whither flee, 
 T' escape that vengeance due to me? 
 
 2 Till now, I saw no danger nigh, 
 I liv'd at ease, nor fear'd to die; 
 Wrapt up in self-deceit and pride, 
 *I shall have peace at last, I cried. 
 
 3 But when, great God! thy light divine 
 Had shone on this dark soul of mine, 
 Then I beheld, with trembling awe, 
 The terrors of thy holy law. 
 
 4. How dreadful, now, my guilt appears, 
 
 In childhood, youth, and growing years! 
 
 Before thy pure discerning eye, 
 
 Lord, what a filthy wretch am I! 
 o Should vengeance still my soul pursue., 
 
 Death and destruction are my due; 
 
 Yet mercy can my guilt forgive, 
 
 And bid a dying sinner live. 
 6 Does not thy sacred word proclaim 
 
 Salvation free in Jesus' name? 
 
 To him I look, and humbly cry, 
 
 '0 save a wretch condemn'd to die!' 
 
 rOQ HYMN. 7s. 
 
 ""' Longing for nn Interest in the Redeemer, 
 
 1 f^ RACIOUS Lord, incline thine ear! 
 \JT My requests vouchsafe to hear; 
 Hear my never-ceasing cry; 
 Give me Christ, or else I die. 
 
730 THE SINNER WARNED. 
 
 . 2 Wealth and honor I disdain, 
 
 Earthly comforts, Lord, are vain; 
 These can never satisfy, 
 Give me Christ, or else I die. 
 
 3 Lord, deny me what, thou wilt, 
 Only ease me of my guilt: 
 Suppliant at thy feet I lie, 
 Give me Christ, or else I die. 
 
 4 All unholy and unclean, 
 
 I am nothing else but sin; 
 
 On thy mercy I rely, 
 
 Give me Christ, or else I die. 
 
 5 Thou dost freely save the lost, 
 In thy grace alone I trust; 
 With my earnest suit comply, 
 Give me Christ, or else I die. 
 
 6 Thou dost promise to forgive 
 All who in thy Son believe; 
 Lord, I know thou canst not lie, 
 Give me Christ, or else I die. 
 
 7 Father, dost thou seem to frown? 
 Let me shelter in thy Son! 
 Jesus, to thine arms I fly; 
 Come and save me, or 1 die. 
 
 7<>A HYMN. C. M. SlennelL 
 
 #ov - The Penitent 
 
 1 "pROSTRATE, dear Jesus! at thy feet, 
 JL A guilty rebel lies; 
 
 And upwards to the mercy-seat 
 Presumes to lift his eyes. 
 
 2 Oh, let not justice frown me hence; 
 
 Stay, stay the vengeful storm: 
 Forbid it, that Omnipotence 
 Should crush a feeble worm. 
 
 3 If tears of sorrow would suffice 
 
 To pay the debt 1 owe, 
 Tears should from both my weeping eyes 
 In ceaseless torrents flow. 
 
 4 But no such sacrifice I plead 
 
 To expiate my guilt; 
 No tears, but those which thou hast shed- 
 No blood, but thou hast spilt. 
 
THE SINNER WARNED. 731, 732 
 
 5 Think of thy sorrows, dearest Lord! 
 And all my sins forgive: 
 Justice will well approve the word 
 That bids the sinner live. 
 
 731 HYMN. L. M. Beddome. 
 
 Luke 15: 32. And was lost and is found. 
 
 1 rr^HE mighty God will not despise 
 _1_ The contrite heart for sacrifice; 
 
 The deep-fetch' d sigh, the secret groan, 
 Rises accepted to the throne. 
 
 2 He meets, with tokens of his grace, 
 The trembling lip, the blushing face; 
 His bowels yearn when sinners pray; 
 And mercy bears their sins away. 
 
 3 When fill'd with grief, o'er whelm' d with shame, 
 He, pitying, heals their broken frame; 
 
 He hears their sad complaints, and spies 
 His image in their weeping eyes. 
 
 4 Thus what a rapt'rous joy possest 
 The tender parent's throbbing breast, 
 To see his spendthrift son return, 
 And hear him hi3 past follies mourn. 
 
 732 HYMN. C. M. Cowper. 
 
 Isa. 57: 15. To revive the heart of the contrite. 
 
 1 npHE Lord will happiness divine 
 
 _L On contrite hearts bestow; 
 Then tell me, gracious God! is mine 
 A contrite heart or no? 
 
 2 I hear, but seem to hear in vain, 
 
 Insensible as steeJ; 
 If aught is felt, 'tis only pain 
 To find I cannot feel. 
 
 3 I sometimes think myself inclin'd 
 
 To love thee, if I could; 
 
 But often feel another mind, 
 
 Averse to all that's good. 
 
 4 My best desires are faint and few, 
 
 I fain would strive for more; 
 But, when I cry, 'My strength renew,* 
 Seem weaker than before. 
 
 Of) 
 
733,734 THE SINNER WARNED. 
 
 5 Thy saints are comforted, I know, 
 
 And love thy boose of pray'r; 
 
 I sometimes go where others go, 
 But find no comfort there. 
 
 6 Oil, make this heart rejoice or ache — 
 
 l)ecide this doubt for me: 
 And, if it be not broken, break — 
 And heal it, if it he. 
 
 7QQ HYMN. C. M. Beddo?ne. 
 
 ■**** Fear Not. 
 
 1 T^E trembling souls! dismiss your fears; 
 
 jL Be mercy all your theme; 
 Mercy, which, like a river, flows 
 la one continued stream. 
 
 2 Fear not the powers of earth and hell, 
 
 God will these powers restrain; 
 His mighty arm their rage repei, 
 And make their effort* vain. 
 ?> Fear not the want of outward good, 
 He will for his provide; 
 Grant them supplies of daily food, 
 And all they need beside. 
 
 4 Fear not that he will e'er forsake, 
 
 Or leave his work undone; 
 He's faithful to his promises — 
 And faithful to his Son. 
 
 5 Fear not the terrors of the grave, 
 
 Or death's tremendous sting; 
 He will from endless wrath preserve — 
 
 To endless glory bring. 
 G You, in his wisdom, power, and grace, 
 
 May confidently trust; 
 His wisdom guides, his power protects, 
 
 His grace rewards, the just. 
 
 p-^4. HYMN. 8.8.6. Jesse. 
 
 John 6: 20. It is I; be not afraid. 
 1 TTJtfCLEA.N! unclean! and full of sin, 
 U From first to last, Lord, I've been! 
 
 Deceitful is my heart: 
 Guilt presses down my burden* d soul; 
 But Jesus can the waves control.. 
 And bid my fears depart. 
 
THE SIXXE£ WABNED. 735 
 
 '2 When first 1 heard his word of grace, 
 Ungratefully .1 hid my face — 
 
 "Ungratefully delay' d; 
 At length bis voice more powerful came, 
 ■ 'Tis i, s he cried, '1, still the same; 
 'Thou, need'st not be afraid.' 
 
 3 My heart was chang'd; in that same hour 
 My soui e/mfess'd his .mighty power; 
 
 Out flow'd the briny tear: 
 I listen'd. still to hear his voice; 
 Again hie said, 'In me rejoice; 
 
 1 'Tis I— thou need^st not fear.* 
 
 4 'Unworthy of thy lovei' I cried: 
 'Freely { love.,' he sooa reply* d, 
 
 'On me thy faith ( e staid: 
 'On me for every thkg depend; 
 Tm JeMis still, the tinner's friend— 
 
 'Thou need' st not be afraid," 
 
 * JtJ Despair Prevented. 
 
 i T RO, d i ds t th o u die , b u t n o t fo r me I 
 JLJ Am I lorbid to trust thy biood? 
 Hast thoujaot pardons, rich and free, 
 And grace, an overwhelming flood? 
 
 2 Who,, then,, shall drive my trembling soul 
 From thee, to regions of despair? 
 
 Who has survey' d the sacred roll, 
 And found my name not written there? 
 
 3 Presumptuous thought! to fix the bound- 
 To limit metcy's sovereign reign: 
 
 What other happy souls have found, 
 I'll seek; nor shall I seek in vain. 
 
 £ I own my. guilt; my sins confess; 
 Can men or devils make them more? 
 Of .crimes, already numberless, 
 \ain the attempt to swell the score. 
 
 £? Were the black list before my sight, 
 While 1 -remember thou hast dy'd, 
 *Twould only urge my speedier flight 
 To seei salvation at thy si 
 
736 THE SINNER WARNED. 
 
 6 Low at thy r eet I'll ^ast me down* 
 To thee iev> «J my guiit and fear; 
 And — if thou sprrn me from thy thro&e — 
 1*11 be thej^/o<. who per&h'd there. 
 
 70ft RYMX G. M. 
 
 iOV/ Affiir, i.)u SniKti;i ( Mi. 
 
 1 A FFLICT20NS, ttho' they ssera severe. 
 i\_ In mercy oft are seat, 
 
 They stopp'd the prodigal's cj&iefer, 
 And eaus'd him to repeal. 
 
 2 Although he no • relentings felt, 
 
 Till he had spent his store. 
 His ssuabbosii heart began- to Miel-I; 
 When famlns pinched k\m yop«. 
 
 3 'Wat have I gain d by sin,' he said, 
 
 'But hunger, ^iiartie and fear?-' 
 My father's house abounds wi.'h bread* 
 While I am starving foese. 
 
 4 'I'll go and urn nim ail I've done, 
 
 Fail down before his face, 
 Unworthy to be call'd his son, 
 I'll seek a servant's place.' 
 & His father saw him coming back, 
 He saw, and ran, and smil'd; 
 Then threw his arms around the neck 
 Of his rebellious child*. 
 
 6 'Father I've sinn'd, but 01 forgive,'* 
 
 'Enough,' the father said, 
 'Rejoice, my house, my son's alive,. 
 For whom I mo urn M as dead. 
 
 7 'Naw let the fatted calf be slain, 
 
 Go spread the news around, 
 
 My son was dead, but lives again: 
 
 Was lost, but now is found.' 
 
 5 'Tis thus the Lord his love reveals* 
 
 To call poor signer's home;, 
 More than a father's love he feete* 
 And welcomes all that come. 
 
THE SINNER WARNED. 737, ?3S 
 
 707 HYMN. C. M. 
 
 t u 4 The Convert Resolving on Duty. 
 
 1 \ ND canst thou then believe, my soul, 
 _/jl_ Thatlesns is thy friend? 
 
 Tkat He h£s love hath fix'd on thee? 
 That love which cannot end? 
 
 2 If thou in truth his power hath known, 
 
 And felt his changing grace, 
 
 Thy duty 'tis his church to join, 
 
 And give him ail the praise. 
 
 3 He says to each rege^'rate soul, 
 
 'Confess thy Saviour God:' 
 His great command I will obey; 
 I love his holy word. 
 
 4 I'll praise him thro' my pilgrimage, 
 
 With all my heart and tongue, 
 'Jesus my strength and righteousness,* 
 Shall be my cheerful song. 
 
 HYMN S. M. 
 The Gospel Pool. 
 
 738 
 
 1 T>ESIDE the gospel pool, 
 JO Appointed fci- the poor, 
 
 From year to yeaT my helpless soul 
 Has waited for a cure. 
 
 2 How often ha^e I seen 
 The heaiisg waters move, 
 
 And others round me stepping la. 
 Their efficacy prove. 
 
 3 But my complaints remain, 
 1 feel the very same: 
 
 As full of guilt, and fear and pain, 
 As when at &rst I came. 
 
 4 0, would the Lord appear, 
 My maladies to heal. 
 
 He knows how long I've waited here, 
 
 And what distres I feel. 
 Ǥ How often have I thought, 
 
 Why should I longer lie — 
 Sorely the mercies 1 have sought, 
 
 Are not for such as I. 
 
739, 740 THE SINNEfe WAENED. 
 
 6 But whither shall I go? 
 There is no other pool, 
 
 Where streams of sovereign virtue flow, 
 To make a sinner wfetele. 
 
 7 Here then from day to day, 
 I'll wait,, and hope, and cry, 
 
 Can Jesus hear a sinner pray, 
 Yet suffer him to die? 
 
 8 I\o, he is full of grace v 
 He nerer will permit 
 
 The soul that fain would see his face 
 To perish at his feet. 
 
 7OQ HYMX. 7s. JSewtou. 
 
 $%JZf Bin Bewailed. 
 
 1 f^O'SlE, my soul, thy suit prepare,. 
 v_y Jesus loves to answer pray'r; 
 He himself has bid thee pray, 
 
 Rise and ask without delay. 
 
 2 With my burden 1 begin; 
 Lord! remove this load of sin! 
 Let thy blood, for sinners spilt, 
 Set my conscience free from guilt, 
 
 '2 Lord! I come to theo for rest, 
 Take pos«essio?i of my breasf: 
 There thy so v' reign right maintain,. 
 And without a rival reigv. 
 
 4 Shew me what I have to do, 
 Ev'ry hour my strength renew; 
 Let me live a life of faith, 
 Let me die thy people's deuth. 
 
 740 HTMN. L. M. Medley. 
 
 Luke 18: 13. Be merciful to mt o sin 
 
 1 TTEAR, grac'ons God, a sinner* cry, 
 JTX For I have no where else to i?\ ; 
 My hope r my only hope's in Thee, 
 
 God, be merciful to me. 
 
 2 To thee 1 come a sinner poor, 
 And wail for mercy at thy door; 
 Indeed I've no where else to ilee,, 
 6) God, be merciful to fioe. 
 
THE SINNER WARNED. Ul 
 
 3 To thee I come, a sinner weak, 
 
 And scarce know how to pray or speak; 
 From fear and weakness set me free, 
 God, be merciful to me. 
 
 4 To thee I come, a sinner vile, 
 Upon me, Lord, vouchsafe to smile; 
 Mercy alone I make my plea, 
 
 God, be merciful to rne. 
 
 5 To thee I come, a sinner great, 
 
 And well thou knowest all my state; 
 Yet full forgiveness is with thee, 
 God, be merciful to me. 
 
 6 To thee I come a sinner lost, 
 Nor have I aught wherein to trust; 
 But where thou art, Lord, I would be, 
 
 God, be merciful to me. 
 
 7 To glory bring me, Lord, at last, 
 
 And there, when all my fears are past, 
 With all the saints I'll then agree, 
 God has been merciful to me. 
 
 "A] HYMN. CM. 
 
 Looking to Clirift. 
 
 1 "|J\ T evil, long 1 took delight, 
 
 X Unaw'd by shame and fear: 
 Till a new object struck my sight; 
 And stopp'd my wild career. 
 
 2 I saw one hanging on a tree, 
 
 In agony and blood; 
 He flx'd his languid eyes on me, 
 As near his cross I stood. 
 
 3 Sure never till my latest breath, 
 
 Shall I forget that look, 
 He seem'd to charge me with his death, 
 
 Though not a word he spoke. 
 My conscience felt and own'd the guilt, 
 
 And plung' d rne in despair; 
 
 1 saw my sins, his blood had spilt, 
 
 And help'd to nail him there. 
 5 Alas! I knew not what I did, 
 But now my tears are vain; 
 Where shall my trembling soul be hid, 
 For 1 the Lord have slain. 
 
742, 743 THE SINNER WARNED. 
 
 6 A second look he gave which said, 
 
 I freely all forgive; 
 This blood is for thy ransom paid; 
 I die that thou may'st live. 
 
 7 With pleasing grief and mournful joy, 
 
 My spirit now was filTd, 
 That I should such a life destroy, 
 Yet live by him I kill'd. 
 
 742 HYMN. 7s. Hewtit. 
 Esther 4: 16. If I perish, I perish.. 
 
 1 1 F I perish, I will go 
 
 Trembling to the Saviour's feet, 
 Perhaps his favor he'll bestow, 
 Perhaps I may forgiveness meet. 
 
 2 If I perish, I will go: 
 
 He perhaps may pity me; 
 Unbelief still answers — no 
 
 He will not a wretch like thee. 
 
 3 If I perish, I must own, 
 
 God is just to banish me; 
 But I'll venture near his throne, 
 For his pardons all are free. 
 
 4 If I perish, I will go, 
 
 Though distress'd, I can but try; 
 Should he mercy never show, 
 Begging I will live and die. 
 
 5 Dearest Saviour, let me live, 
 
 Stretch thy sceptre out to me; 
 All my sins, though great, forgive; 
 Speak the word and set me free. 
 
 6 Shall I perish, Satan? — no: 
 
 There's a new and living way, 
 Fly then, tempting, subtle foe, 
 Jesus will not tell me nay. 
 
 743 HYMN. S. M. 
 
 John 6: 68. Lord to whom shall we go. 
 1 TESUS, I fly to thee 
 
 tJ For mercy, pardon, grace; 
 Thro' Thee alone poor sinners may 
 Approach the Father's face. 
 
THE SINNER WARNED. 744 
 
 I Let thy atoning blood 
 Encourage me to speak; 
 That all my wants, O Lamb of God! 
 I may to Thee relate. 
 I I want a godly fear, 
 A quick discerning eye; 
 That looks to Thee when sin is near, 
 And sees the tempter fly. 
 [ I want a heart to pray, 
 To pray, and never cease; 
 Never to murmur or repine, 
 Nor wish my sufF rings less, 
 i This blessing above all, 
 Always to pray I want; 
 Out of the deep on Thee to call, 
 And never, never faint. 
 
 "44 HYMN. L. M. Medley. 
 
 Ezek. 36: 26. I will take away the stony heart, 
 
 1 T ORD, hear a burdened sinner mourn, 
 JLJ Who gladly would to Thee return; 
 Thy tender mercies, impart, 
 
 And take away this stony heart. 
 
 2 'Tis this hard heart which sinks me down, 
 iNlor asks thy smile, nor fears thy frown; 
 This causes all my woe and smart, 
 Lord, take away this stony heart. 
 
 3 'Tis this hard heart, my gracious Lord, 
 Which scorns thy love, and slights thy word 
 Which tempts me from Thee to depart, 
 Lord, take away this stony heart. 
 
 4 'Tis this hard heart, which day by day, 
 Would shut my mouth, nor let me pray; 
 Yea, would from every duty start, 
 Lord, take away this stony heart. 
 
 5 Sure the blest day will shortly come, 
 W^hen this hard heart shall know its doom; 
 When I no more shall sin retain, 
 
 Nor of a stony heart complain. 
 
745—747 THE SINNER WARNED. 
 
 745 HYMN. C. M. 
 
 Anxious Inquiry. 
 
 1 IVTY conscious guilt is now so great, 
 _i_YJL If I attempt to pray, 
 
 The tempter tells me yet to *ait, 
 Or frights my soul away. 
 
 2 In painful doubt what course to try — 
 
 1 fear this long delay — 
 And must I linger here and die, 
 Asham'd to ask the way? 
 
 3 Ye Christian pilgrims, can ye tell 
 
 A siranger to ihe road, 
 The way that leads to Zion's hill, 
 'To find a pard'ning God? 
 
 746 HYMN. L. M. Hart, 
 
 Hani Heart Lamented 
 
 1 /"^H, for a glance of heav'nly day, 
 \J To take the stubborn stone away; 
 And thaw, with beams ol love divine 
 This heart, this frozen heart of mine. 
 
 2 The rocks can rend, the earth can quake; 
 The sea can roar, the mountains shake, 
 Of feeling, all things show some fcign, 
 But this unfeeling heart of mine. 
 
 3 To hear the sorrows thou hast felt, 
 Dear Lord, an adamant vvoult melt, 
 But I can read each moving line, 
 And nothing move this heart of mine. 
 
 4 But pow'r divine can do the deed, 
 And much to feel that pow'r I need — 
 Come Holy Spirit, and refine, 
 
 And move and melt this heart of mine. 
 
 ^47 HYMN. L. M. 
 
 Luke 23: 42. Lord lememher me. 
 1 f\ GIYE me, Lord, my sins to monrn; 
 \J My sjns, which have thy body torn 
 Give me with broken heart to' see 
 Thy last tremendous agony. 
 
THE SINNER WARNED. 748 
 
 2 O, could I gain the mountain's height, 
 And gaze upon that bleeding sight! 
 
 0, that with Salem's daughters 1 
 Might stand and see my* Saviour die! 
 
 3 I'd hang upon his breast and cry, 
 Lord save a soul condemned to die! 
 And let a wretch come near thy throne 
 To plead the merits of thy Son. 
 
 4 Father of mercies drop thy frown, 
 And let me shelter in thy Son: 
 
 0! with my earnest suit comply, 
 And give me Jesus or I die. 
 
 5 Lord, deny me what thou wilt, 
 Only relieve me of my guilt; 
 Good Lord! in mercy hear my cry, 
 And give me Jesus or I die. 
 
 6 Shew pity, Lord, and send relief, 
 To a poor sinner drown'd in grief, 
 Who has no plea to bring him nigh — 
 Lord, save a soul condemned to die! 
 
 740 HYMN. L. M. 
 
 Matth. 11: 28. Come unto me— I will give 
 you rest. 
 
 1 f\ THAT my load of sin were gone! 
 \J that I could at last submit! 
 At Jesus' feet to lay it down, 
 
 To lay my soul at Jesus' feet! 
 
 2 When shall my eyes behold the Lamb? 
 
 The God of my salvation see? 
 Weary, Lord, thou know'st I am, 
 Yet still I cannot come to Thee. 
 
 3 Rest for my soul I long to find: 
 
 Saviour, if mine indeed thou art; 
 Give me thy meek and lowly mind, 
 And stamp thine image on my heart. 
 
 4 Fain would I learn of Thee, my God, 
 
 Thy light and easy burden prove; 
 The cross all stain' d with hallow'd blood 
 The labor of thy dying love, 
 
749,7.50 THE SINNER WARNED. 
 
 5 I would, but thou must give the pow'r, 
 
 My heart from ev'ry sin release; 
 Bring near, bring near the happy hour. 
 And tall my soul with heavenly peace. 
 
 6 Come, Lord, the drooping sinner cheer, 
 
 ^or let ray Jesus long delay; 
 Appear, in my poor heart, appear, 
 3Iy God, my Saviour, come away. 
 
 I"49 HYMX. L. M. Hart. 
 
 Luke 14: 22. And yet there is tooth. 
 
 1 ~piTY a helpless sinner, Lord, 
 
 Jl Who would believe thy gracious word; 
 But own my heart, with shame and grief, 
 A mass of sin and unbelief. 
 
 2 Lord, in thy house I read there's room, 
 And vent'ring hard, behold I come; 
 But can there, tell me, can there be, 
 Amongst thy children, room for me? 
 
 3 For sinners, Lord, thou eam'st to bleed, 
 And I'm a sinner, vile indeed! 
 
 Lord, I believe thy grace is free; 
 U magnify that grace in me. 
 
 750 
 
 HYMN. CM. Hide. 
 
 Ps. 103: 8. Self condemned — seeking rest 
 
 in Chnsi. 
 
 1 \ H! what can I, a sinner, do, 
 ^Ta. With all my guilt oppress . 
 I feel the hardness of my heart. 
 
 And conscience knows no rest. 
 
 2 Great God! thy good and perfecr law 
 
 Does all my life condemn; 
 The secret evils of my soul, 
 Fill me with fear and shame. 
 
 3 How many precious Sabbaths gone, 
 
 I never can recall; 
 And oh! what cause have I to mourn, 
 Who misimproved them all? 
 
 4 How long, how often have 1 heard 
 
 _ Of Jesus and of heaven? 
 Yet scarcely listened to his word. 
 Of prayed to be forgiven. 
 
THE SINNER WARNED. 7&, 752 
 
 5 Constrain me, Lord, to turn to Thee, 
 And grant renewing grace; 
 For thou this flinty heart canst break, 
 And thine shall be the praise. 
 
 7^1 HYMN. CM. 
 
 . The Mercy Seat Approached. 
 
 1 A PPROACH, my soul, the mercy seat, 
 XJL Where Jesus answers prayer; 
 There humbly fall before his feet, 
 
 For none can perish there. 
 
 2 Thy promise is my only plea, 
 
 With this I venture nigh: 
 Thou callest burdened souls to Thee, 
 And such, Lord, am I. 
 
 3 Bow'd down beneath a load of sin, 
 
 By Satan sorely prest, 
 By wars without and fears within, 
 I come to Thee for rest. 
 
 4 Be thou my shield and hiding place, 
 
 That shelter d near thy side, 
 I may mv tierce accuser face, 
 And tell him 'Thou hast died.' 
 & wondrous love! to bleed and die, 
 To bear the cross and shame; 
 That guilty sinners, such as I, 
 Might plead thy gracious name. 
 6 'Poor tempest-tossed soul, be still, 
 My promis'd grace receive,' 
 'Tis Jesus speaks — I must — I will, 
 I can — I do believe. 
 
 f52 HYMN. C. M. 
 
 John 1: 47. Nathaniel coming to Christ . 
 
 1 A M I an Israelite indeed, 
 f\_ Without a false disguise? 
 
 Have I renounced my sins, and left 
 My refuges of lies? 
 
 2 Say, does my heart unchanged remain, 
 
 Or is it form'd anew? 
 What is the rule by which I walk, 
 The object 1 pursue? 
 
^53, 754 THE BACKSLIDER WARDED. 
 
 3 Cause me, God of truth and grace, 
 My real state to know! 
 If i am wrong, set me right! 
 If right, preserve me so. 
 
 -~53 HYMN. C. M. WaUs 1 Lyrics. 
 
 Isa. 44: 22. Return uuto me, for I have 
 redeemed thee. 
 
 1 THREAD be my heart to all below, 
 U To mortal ioys and mortal care*; 
 To sensual bliss that charms us so, 
 
 Be dark, mine eyes, and deaf, my ears. 
 
 2 Lord, I renounce my carnal taste 
 Of the fair fruit that sinners prize: 
 Their paradise shall never waste 
 One thought of mine, but to despise. 
 
 3 All earthly joys are overweigh'd 
 With mountains of vexatious care; 
 
 "And where's the sweet that is not laid 
 A bait to some destructive snare? 
 
 4 Begone, forever, mortal thing*! 
 
 Thou mighty mole-hill, earth, farewell! 
 Angels aspire on lofty wings, 
 And leave the globe for ants to dwell. 
 o Come, heaven, and fill my vast desires, 
 My soul pursues the sovereign good; 
 She was all made of heavenly hres, 
 Nor can she live on meaner food. 
 
 THE BACKSLIDER WARNED. 
 754 HYMN. L. M. Watt*. 
 
 Things of Goo<] Report. 
 Phil. 4: 8. Whatsoever things are of good report, 
 1 TS it a thing of good report, 
 _L To squander life and time away? 
 To cut the hours of duty short, 
 
 While toys and follies waste the day? 
 
THE BACKSLIDER WARNED. 755, 756 
 
 2 Doth this become the Christian name, 
 
 To venture near the tempter's door? 
 To sort with men of evil fame, 
 And yet presume to stand secure? 
 
 3 Am 1 my own sufficient guard, 
 
 While I expose my soul to shame? 
 Can the short joys of sin reward 
 The lasting blemish of my name? 
 
 4 0, may it be my constant choice 
 
 To walk with men of grace below, 
 .Till I arrive where heavenly joys 
 And never-fading honors grow. 
 
 755 HYMN. L. M. 
 
 James 2: 18. Talkoffailk — works death* 
 
 1 "I N vain men talk of living faith, 
 
 X When all their works exhibit deaths 
 When they indulge some sinful view 
 In all they say, in all they do. 
 
 2 The true believer fears the Lord, 
 Obeys his precepts, keeps his word; 
 Commits his work to God alone. 
 And seeks his will before his own. 
 
 3 A barren tree, that bears no fruit, 
 Brings no great glory to its Toot: 
 When on the boughs rich fruit we see,. 
 'Tis then we cry *A goodly tree!' 
 
 4 Never did men by faith divine 
 To selfishness or sloth incline; 
 
 The christian works with all his power, 
 And grieves that he can work no more. 
 
 7r;fi HYMN. S. M. 
 
 tKjyj Aggravated Guilt. 
 
 Luke 9: 62. No man having put his hand to the plough^ 
 and looking back y is Jit for the kingdom of God* 
 
 1 ~\7E> w ^° * n f° rmer days, 
 
 X Were found at Zion's gate, 
 Who seern'd to walk in wisdom's ways, 
 And told your happy state; 
 
75? THE BACKSLIDER WARNED. 
 
 2 But now to sin draw back, 
 And love again to stray, 
 
 The narrow path of life forsake, 
 And choose the beaten way; 
 
 3 Think not your names above 
 Are written with the saints; 
 
 The promise of unchanging love 
 Is his who never faints. 
 
 4 Your transient joy and peace 
 Your deeper doom have seal'd, 
 
 Unless you wake to righteousness, 
 Ere judgment is reveal'd. 
 
 757 
 
 HYMN. L. M. Hart. 
 Jer. 3: 22. Return ye backsliding children* 
 I will htal your backsliding. 
 
 1 T>ACKSLIDIJ\G souls, return to God; 
 _D Your faithful God is gracious still; 
 Leave the false ways ye long have trod, 
 
 And he will your backslidings heal. 
 
 2 Your first espousals call to mind; 
 
 'Tis time ye should be now reclaim'd; 
 What fruit could ever Christians find, 
 In things whereof they are asham'd? 
 
 3 The indignation of the Lord 
 
 Awhile endure, for 'tis your due; 
 But firm and steadfast stands his word; 
 Though you are faithless, he is true. 
 
 4 Poor, famish'd prodigal, come home; 
 
 Thy father's house is open yet; 
 Much greater mercy bids thee come, 
 Than all thy sins, though these are great. 
 
 5 The blood of Christ (a precious blood!) 
 
 Cleanses from all sin, (doubt it not,) 
 And reconciles the soul to God, 
 From every folly, every fault. 
 
RETURNING AND RESTORED. 758 
 
 RETURNING AND RESTORED. 
 
 750 HYMN. 7, 6, 8. 
 
 Luke 22: 62. And Peter went out and wept 
 bitterly. 
 
 1 TESUS, let thy pitying eye, 
 
 J Call back a wandering sheep; 
 False to Thee, like Peter, I 
 
 Would fain like Peter weep; 
 Let me be by grace restor'd, 
 
 On me be all its freeness shown,- 
 Turn, and look upon me, Lord, 
 
 And break my heart of stone. 
 
 2 Saviour, Prince, enthron'd above, 
 
 Repentance to impart, 
 Give me, through thy dying love, 
 
 The humble contrite heart; 
 Give, what I have long implor'd, 
 
 A portion of thy love unknown; 
 Turn, and look upon me, Lord, 
 
 And break my heart of stone. 
 
 3 See me, Saviour, from above, 
 
 Nor suffer me to die; 
 Life, and happiness, and love, 
 
 Smile in thy gracious eye: 
 Speak the reconciling word, 
 
 And let thy mercy melt me down; 
 Turn and look upon me, Lord, 
 
 And break my heart of stone. 
 
 4 Look, as when thy pitying eye 
 
 Was clos'd that we might live; 
 'Father, (at the point to die 
 
 My Saviour gasp'd,) forgive!' 
 Surely with that dying word, 
 
 He turns, and looks, and cries, ( 'Tis done?' 
 my loving, bleeding Lord, 
 
 This breaks rny heart of stone. 
 
759,760 RETURNING AND RESTORED. 
 
 759 HYMN. C. M. 
 
 Ps. 116: 7. Return unto thy rest } O my souL 
 
 1 TTUW far, alas, in sinful ways, 
 XX How far from God I've gone, 
 And now I mourn in painful lays — 
 
 Ah! Lord, what have I done! 
 
 2 To sin and satan's bold demand, 
 
 I was a willing prey; 
 He was not readier to command, 
 
 Than 1 was to obey. 
 o Perchance the tempter left my heart, 
 
 Yet still his work went on; 
 I acted o'er his dreadful part — 
 
 Ah! Lord, what have 1 done! 
 4 Saviour, almighty and divine, 
 
 I've slighted all thy charms, 
 Restore me from this sad decline, 
 
 Nor thrust me from thy arms. 
 
 7gA HYMN. P.M. 
 
 Mark 14: 72. And when he thought thereon, he 
 wept. 
 
 1 /~\NCE I thought my mountain strong, 
 v,/ Firmly fix'd, no more to move; 
 Then my Saviour was my song, 
 
 Then my soul was nll'd with love; 
 Those were happy golden days, 
 Sweetly spent in prayer and praise. 
 
 2 Little then myself I knew, 
 Little thought of Satan's power; 
 Now I feel my sins anew; 
 Now I feel the stormy hour! 
 Sin has put my joys to flight, 
 Sin has turn'd my day to night. 
 
 3 Saviour, shine and cheer my soul, 
 Bid my dying hopes revive; 
 Make my wounded spirit, whole, 
 Far away the tempter drive; 
 Speak the word and set me free, 
 -Let me live alone to thee. 
 
CONVENTIONS, &c. 761, 762 
 
 *-. HYMN. L. M. 
 
 f Ul Jer. 17: 9. TVie /*ear£ is deceitful and desperately 
 wicked, who can know it? 
 
 1 rpUilS wretched heart will still backslide, 
 
 JL O, what deceit is treasur'd here! 
 'Tis fall of vanity and pride; 
 What fruits of unbelief appear! 
 
 2 My base ingratitude 1 mourn, 
 
 My stubborn will, my earthly mind, 
 My thoughts how vain — to rove how prone, 
 To every evil, how inclin'd! 
 
 3 Who can, amongst the sons of men, 
 
 Find out the vileness of my heart? 
 None can the depths of guilt explain, 
 
 "lis all corrupt in every part. 
 1 Could creatures look into my breast, 
 
 How would they gaze with strange surprise! 
 They'd hate me with a sore detest, 
 
 And turn away their frighted eyes. 
 
 5 But what are creatures, Lord, to thee? 
 
 They can't forgive one single sin; 
 Were they dispos'd to pity me, 
 They could not work one grace within. 
 
 6 To Jesus, then. I'll make my moan, 
 
 0, cleanse this .filthy sink of sin! 
 Jesus, thou canst, and thou alone; 
 O, condescend to make me clean. 
 
 CONVENTIONS AND ASSOCIATIONS, 
 762 
 
 HYMN. L.M. Colly er. 
 Judges 20: 1. And all the congregation was 
 
 gathered together as one man. 
 \ 'SSEMBLED at thy great command, 
 ^TjL Before thy face, dread King, we stand; 
 The voice that marshall'd ev'ry star, 
 Has call'd thy people from afar. 
 
763, 764 CONVENTIONS 
 
 2 We meet, through distant lands to spread 
 The truth for which the martyrs bled; 
 Along: the line — to either pole — 
 
 The thunder of thy praise to roll. 
 
 3 First, bow our hearts beneath thy sway; 
 Then give thy growing empire way, 
 
 O'er wastes of sin — o'er fields of blood- 
 Till all mankind shall be subdu'd. 
 
 4 Our pray'rs assist — accept our praise — 
 Our hopes revive — our courage raise — 
 Our counsels aid— and oh! impart 
 The single eye — the faithful heart! 
 
 5 Forth with thy chosen heralds come, 
 Recall the wand'ring spirit home: 
 From Zion's mount send forth the sound 
 To spread the spacious earth around. 
 
 7 £0 HYMN. L. M. 
 
 'UO R ev . 14. g # Another angel, fly in themidst of 
 heaven, having the everlasting gospel topreach. 
 
 1 npHAT mighty angel to whose hand 
 JL The everlasting word is giv'n, 
 
 Waves his broad wing o'er sea and land, 
 And soaring cleaves the vault of heav'n. 
 
 2 And say, shall aught oppose his flight? 
 
 Aught dim with clouds his waving scroll? 
 No! not till truth with holy light, 
 Shall visit ev'ry heathen soul: 
 
 3 Not till blest peace shall spring to birth; 
 Till hatred sheath his useless sword; 
 Not till the nations of the earth 
 Become the kingdoms of the Lord. 
 
 7Q4 HYMN. L. M. 
 
 Matth. 28: 19. Go ye, therefore, and teach all 
 nations. 
 
 1 TTUVAS Jesus' ^ast and great command, 
 
 _I_ 'Go preach my word in ev'sy land: 
 'To all be my salvation shown, 
 'To every creature make it known. 
 
 2 'While thus employed, expect my grace 
 'Attending you from place to place; 
 'Where'er you meet, enpect me there — 
 'In church, or house, or open air.' 
 
AND ASSOCIATIONS. 755, 7G6 
 
 3 Commission'd thus, we come abroad, 
 To preach the gospel of our God: 
 The love of God in Christ to tell! 
 The love that saves from sin and hell. 
 
 4 Jesus, our Lord, thy word fulfil — 
 Thy Spirit's pow'r be on us still: 
 May all our souls thy blessing share — 
 Accept our praise; and hear our prayer. 
 
 *vaz. HYMN. L. M. B. Francis. 
 
 I Cor. 15: 58. Always abounding in the work of 
 the Lord. 
 
 1 "OEFORE thy throne, Eternal King, 
 _D Thy ministers their tribute bring ; 
 Their tribute of united praise, 
 
 For heavenly news and peaceful days. 
 
 2 We sing the conquests of thy sword, 
 And publish loud thy healing word; 
 While angels sound thy glorious name, 
 Thy saving grace our lips proclaim. 
 
 3 Thy various service we esteem 
 
 Our sweet employ, our bliss supreme; 
 And while we feel our heavenly love, 
 W T e burn like seraphim above. 
 
 4 No seraphs there can ever raise, 
 With us, an equal song of praise: 
 They are the noblest work of God, 
 But we the purchase of his blood. 
 
 5 Still in thy work would we abound; 
 
 Still prune the vine, or plough the ground; 
 Thy sheep with wholesome pasture feed, 
 And watch them with unwearied heed. 
 
 6 Thou art our Lord, our life, our love, 
 Our care below, and crown above- 
 Thy praise shall be our best employ, 
 Thy presence our eternal joy. 
 
 ~ Ar HYMN. C. M. Doddridge. 
 
 iOO Mai. 3: 16. And the Lord hearkened and 
 heard it. 
 1 rpHE Lord on mortal worms looks down, 
 _L From his celestial throne; 
 And when the wicked swarm around, 
 He well discerns his own. 
 
767 CONVENTIONS 
 
 2 He sees the tender hearts that mourn 
 
 'I he scandals of the time*, 
 
 And those who labor to oppose 
 
 The wide prevailing crimes. 
 
 3 Low to the social band he bows 
 
 His still attentive ear; ' 
 And while his angels sing aioand, 
 Delights their voice to hear. 
 
 4 The chronicles of heaven shall keep 
 
 Their words in transcript fair, 
 In the Redeemer's book of life 
 Their names recorded are. 
 
 'Yes, (saith the Lord,) the world shall know 
 
 'These humble souls are mine: 
 'These, when my jewels I produce, 
 
 'Shall in lull lustre shine. 
 6 'When deluges of fiery wrath 
 
 'My foes away shall bear, 
 'That hand which strikes the wicked through 
 
 'Shall all my children spare. 
 
 7fi7 HYMN. 8s, 7s, 4s. 
 
 1 ' Matth. 5: 10. Thy Kingdom come. Thy Will 
 be done in earth. 
 
 1 /"VLR the gloomy hills of darkness, 
 \J Look, my soul, be still and gaze; 
 All the promises do travail 
 
 With a glorious day of grace: 
 Blessed jubMee, 
 Let thy glorious morning dawn! 
 
 2 Let tne Indian, let the Negro, 
 
 Let the rude Barbarian see 
 That divine and glorious conquest* 
 
 Once obtain'd on Calvary: 
 Let the gospel 
 Loud resound from pole to pole. 
 
 3 Kingdoms wide that sit in darkness, 
 
 Grant them, Lord, the glorious light; 
 And from eastern coast to western, 
 
 May the morning chase the night; 
 And redemption 
 Freely purchase win the day. 
 
AND ASSOCIATIONS. 768 
 
 4 [May the glorious clay approaching, 
 
 •On their grossest darkness dawn, 
 And the everlasting gospel 
 
 Spread abroad thy holy name, 
 All the borders 
 Of the great lmmanuel's land.] 
 
 5 Fly abroad, thou mighty gospel, 
 
 Win and conquer, never cease; 
 May thy lasting, wide dominion, 
 
 Multiply and still increase; 
 Sway thy sceptre, 
 Saviour, ali the world around, 
 
 ^ rQ HYMN. L. M. Beddome. 
 
 I °S John 10: 16- Other sheep I have— Them also I 
 must bring. 
 
 1 CJHOUT, for the blessed Jesus reigns, 
 
 £o Through distant lands his triumphs spread: 
 And sinners freed from endless pains, 
 Own him their Saviour and their Head. 
 
 2 His sons and daughters from afar, 
 Daily at Zion's gate arrive; 
 
 Those who were dead in sin before, 
 By sovereign grace are made alive. 
 
 3 [Oppressors bow beneath his feet, 
 O'ercome by his victorious pow'r; 
 Princes in humble posture wait, 
 And loud blasphemers learn V adore. 
 
 4 Gentiles and Jews his laws obey, 
 Nations remote their offerings bring, 
 And, unconstrain'd, their homage pay 
 To their exalted God and King.] 
 
 5 0, may his conquest still increase, 
 And every foe his pow'r subdue; 
 While angels celebrate his praise, 
 And saints his growing glories show, 
 
 6 Loud hallelujahs to the Lamb, 
 From all below, and all above; 
 In lofty songs exalt his name, 
 In songs as lasting as his love. 
 
769, 770 CONVENTIONS 
 
 769 
 
 A: 
 
 HYMN. 148th, 
 Isa GO: 8. Who are these thai fly as a cloud % 
 and as doves to their windows. 
 LL haii, incarnate God'! f 
 
 The wondrous things foretold 
 Of thee in sacred writ. 
 With joy our eyes behold: 
 Still does thine arm new trophies wear, 
 And monuments of glory rear. 
 
 2 To thee the hoary head 
 Its silver honors pays, 
 
 To thee the blooming youth 
 
 Devotes his brightest days; 
 And every age their tribute bring, 
 And bow to thee, all-conquering King, jj 
 
 3 0, haste, victorious Prince, 
 That happy glorious day, 
 When souis, like drops of dew, 
 Shall own thy gentle sway: 
 
 may it bless our longing eyes, 
 
 And bear our shouts beyond the skies. 
 
 4 All hail, triumphant Lord, 
 Eternal be thy reign; 
 Behold the nations sue 
 To wear thy gentle chain: 
 
 When earth and time are known no more, 
 Thy throne shall stand forever sure. 
 
 S 1 
 
 ^ n HYMN. 148th. 
 
 i iv \ Pet. 2: 5. Ye also, as lively stones, are buili 
 up a spiritual house. 
 1ING to the Lord above, 
 
 Who deigns on earth to raise 
 A temple to his love, 
 A monument of praise; 
 Ye saints around, through all its frame, 
 Harmonious sound the Builder's name. 
 Beneath his eye and care, 
 The edifice shall rise 
 Majestic, strong, and fair, 
 And shine above the skies; 
 There shall he place the polish' d stone, 
 Ordain' d the work of grace to crown. 
 
baptism.. nijra 
 
 77 j HYMN. t L. M. TF. G\ Buck. 
 
 • ' A Ps. 68: 1 1. T/ie Zor<^ gaue Me word: great was 
 the company of those that published it, 
 
 1 "OEHOLD, Lord, at thy command 
 JD Thy saints assembled from afar, 
 To send thy word to every land: 
 
 0, condescend to hear our pray'r! 
 
 2 0, fire our souls with holy zeal; 
 Dissolve our hearts in love to Thee-; 
 And teach us, as thyself, to feel, 
 For fallen man where' er*he be. 
 
 3 P'rom every continent and isle; 
 From every nation on the earth; 
 We hear the dying sinner's wail, 
 And long to send thy gospel forth. 
 
 4 A thousand hearts to thee are bow'd; 
 A thousand hands wait thine employ; 
 0, come and use us, blessed God, 
 
 The povy'rs of darkness to destroy. r 
 
 5 Gird on thy sword, victorious Prince, 
 Thy blood-stained banner wide display; 
 Haste, on thy conquests^ King of Peace, 
 And bring the glorious latter day. 
 
 BAPTISM. 
 
 HYMN. C. M. 
 At the Writer. 
 
 John 3: "23. And John also was baptizing in Enon- 
 Because there was much water there. 
 
 772 
 
 1 A LMIGHTY Saviour, here we stand, 
 j\- Rang'd by the water-side; 
 Hither we come at thy command, 
 
 To wait upon thy bride. 
 
 2 Thy footsteps mark'd this humble way 
 
 For all that love thy cause; 
 Lord, thy example we obey, 
 And glory in the cress. 
 f2 
 
773, 774 BAPTISM. 
 
 3 Our deare&t Lord,, we'll foWcrw tfrser, 
 Where'er thou lead'st the way, 
 Thro' floods, tlno' flarnes r thro' death's dari 
 To realms of endless da*. [vafe> 
 
 ^7^3 HYMtf, €. M, 
 
 Matth. 3. 16. Jesus, when he was baptized, went 
 up straightway out of the water. 
 
 1 "OURIED in Jordan was our Lord? 
 _D As' well as in the tomb: 
 
 And in obedience to his word, 
 We imitate the Lamb. 
 
 2 This ordinance is plainly given, 
 
 'Tis left upon record? 
 Though not to save, or take to heaves, 
 Hut show we lore thv Lord. 
 
 ^7J HYMN. L. M. Rippon. 
 
 ■ '^* Mark 1: 9. And Jtsiis came from Efazarttk — and 
 
 was baptized of John in Jordan, 
 
 1 /^10ME, ye redeemed of the Lord, 
 V^ Come, and obey his sacred word: 
 He died 1 and? rose again for you; 
 What more could the Kedeerner do? 
 
 2 We to this place are come to show 
 What we to boundless mercy owe; 
 The Saviour's footsteps to explore, 
 And tread the path he trod before. 
 
 3 Eternal Spirit, heavenly Dove, 
 On these baptismal waters move- 
 That, rising from the watery tomb, 
 Our souls may go rejoicing home. 
 
 mm HYMN. C. M. Rijrpon. 
 
 • *0 Rom. 1: 16. 1 am not ashamed of the Gospel 
 of Christ. 
 
 1 "P\EAR Lord, and has thy pard'ning ]ove 
 ■JL/ Embrac'd a wretch so vile? 
 
 Then kindly bid each cloud remove, 
 And bless me with thy smile! 
 
 2 Hast thou the cross for me endur d, 
 
 And all the shame despis'd? 
 And shall I be asham'd, Lord, 
 With thee to be baptiz'd? 
 
BAPTISM. 776, 777,778 
 
 3 Didst thou the great example lead, 
 
 la Jordan's swelling fiood! 
 And shall my pride disdain the deed 
 That's worthy of my God? 
 
 4 Dear Lord, the ardour of thy love 
 
 Reproves my cold delays: 
 And now ray willing footsteps move 
 In thy delightful ways. 
 
 n „ c HYMN. L. M. Noel. 
 
 • ' ^ Luke 3: 21. It came to pass, that Jesus also being 
 baptized and, praying, the heavens ivere opened. 
 
 1 TTOSANNA to our Saviour, God, 
 
 Xi Who surT'red in our room and stead! 
 He was immers'd in Jordan's flood, 
 And then immers'd in sweat and blood. 
 
 2 Behold the grave where Jesus lay, 
 Before he shed his precious blood! 
 How plain he mark'd the humble way 
 To sinners, through the mystic flood! 
 
 777 HYMN. L. M. 
 
 • • ■ Kom. 6: 4. We are buried witlt him by baptism f 
 into death. 
 
 1 TESUS, we come at thy command, 
 
 J Now on the water's brink we stand, 
 Ready to walk into the wave, 
 A lively emblem of the grave. 
 
 2 Let neither shame, nor fear, nor pride, 
 Divert our steady feet aside; 
 
 'Tis by appointment; in thy name 
 We venture down into the stream. 
 
 3 Lord of the uuiverse! look down, 
 And make thy great salvation known; 
 Teach every sinner to obey, 
 
 And follow Jesus in 'the way.' 
 
 778 
 
 HYMN. C. M. 
 
 Acts 8: 39. And v'hen they were comt up out of 
 the water. 
 1 T ET plenteous grace descend on those, 
 J_J Who, hoping in thy word, 
 This day have publicly declar'd, 
 That Jesus is their Lord. 
 p3 
 
779, 780 BAPTISM. 
 
 2 With! cheerful feet may they advance 
 And run the christian race; 
 And, through the troubles of the way, 
 Find all-sufficient grace. 
 
 79 
 
 HYMN. P. M. 
 
 Rom. 6. 4. Even so we also should walk in 
 ncv:i i ess of life. 
 
 1 T OKD, in humble, sweet submission, 
 J_J Here we meet to follow thee; 
 Trusting in thy great salvation, 
 Which alone can make us free. 
 
 2 Nought have we to claim as merit; 
 
 All the duties we can do 
 Can no crown of life inherit; 
 All the praise to thee is due. 
 
 3 Yet we come in christian duty, 
 
 Down beneath the wave to go; 
 the bliss! the heavenly beauty! 
 Christ, the Lord, was buried so. 
 
 4 Come, ye children of the Kingdom, 
 
 Follow him beneath the wave; 
 Rise, and show his resurrection, 
 And proclaim his power to save. 
 
 5 Is there here a weeping Mary, 
 
 Waiting near the Saviour's tomb; 
 Heavy-laden, sick, and weary, 
 Crying, '0 that 1 could come?' 
 
 6 Welcome, all ye friends of Jesus, 
 
 Welcome to his church below; 
 Venture wholly on the Saviour, 
 Come, and with his people go. 
 
 rso 
 
 HYMN. 6s, 8s. 
 
 Matth. 3; 17. Tliis is my belvoed Son, in whom 
 I am well pleased. 
 
 O GLORIOUS God of grace, 
 Look from thy radiant throne; 
 And with approving srniies 
 This institution own; 
 In streams of rapture may we sing. 
 While we confess our Lord and King. 
 
BAPTISM. 
 
 Jordan we call to mind, 
 
 Where Jesus was baptiz'd; 
 
 Where the eternal God 
 
 Proclaim'd himself well pleas'd; 
 Whose brightest rays of glory shout* 
 Around his own beloved Son. 
 
 Inspir'd with love and zeal, 
 
 The grateful saint3 pursue 
 
 Th' appointed paths of God, 
 
 With Jesus in their view! 
 They own their Saviour strong to save; 
 They own him in the watery grave. 
 
 ~ Q - HYMN. 6s, 8s. Burnhvm. 
 
 iOL Acts 2: 38. Repent and be baptized: 
 
 1 TJ EPENT, and be baptiz'd 
 jlV Saith your redeeming Lord; 
 Ye all are now appriz'd, 
 
 That 'tis your Saviour's word; 
 Arise, arise, without delay, 
 And his divine command obey. 
 
 2 Ye penitential race, 
 Who fall at Jesus' feet, 
 Sav'd by his glorious grace, 
 Come, to his will submit: 
 
 And. be baptiz'd without delay, 
 And his divine command obey. 
 
 3 Come, ye believing train, 
 
 No more this truth withstand; 
 No longer think it vain 
 To honor God's command; 
 But haste, arise without delay, 
 And be baptiz'd in Jesus' way. 
 
 4 Jesus, thou Prince of Peace, 
 To thy great name we pray; 
 Make the converted race 
 Thine ordinance obey; 
 
 0, may thy love their souls o'ercome, 
 And draw them to the liquid tomb. 
 
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782,683 BAPTISM. 
 
 709 HYMN. L. M. 
 
 ' ®** Alter Baptism. 
 
 Matth. 4: 1. Then was Jesus led up of the Spirit into 
 
 the wilderness, 
 
 1 "TTTHEN the eternal Son of God 
 
 VV Had been baptiz'd in Jordan's flood, 
 To the lone desert he repairs, 
 And soie temptation firmly bears. 
 
 2 Should you that have been now baptiz'd 
 Be thus with Satan's darts surpris'd; 
 Lift up to heav'n your joyful eyes, 
 Your hope, your help in Jesus lies. 
 
 3 Never presume to think or say 
 
 The stream has wash'd our sins away; 
 Never depeud on what's your own, 
 Nor trust to works nor duties done. 
 
 4 Each rite, which truth and love ordain, 
 Points to the Lamb that once was slain; 
 Our wand'ring thoughts to him they call, 
 
 , The centre and the soul of all. 
 
 5 Baptiz'd with Christ, be this your aim, 
 To dignify the christian- name; 
 
 With him aspire to things above, 
 And put on Christ in faith and love. 
 
 , HYMN. L.M. 
 
 ^ Matth. 3: 15. Thus it becomelh us to fulfil all 
 Righteousness. 
 
 1 "IT7HEN we baptize, we see the mode 
 
 VV In honor' d Jordan's swelling flood; 
 We're deaf to vain tradition's voice; 
 The way Christ chose becomes our choke. 
 
 2 Down in the stream they both descend, 
 And John immers'd the sinner's Friend; 
 Out of the water straightway came 
 The church's Head, th' obedient Lamb., 
 
 3 The baptist saw the heavenly dove 
 Descend from op'ning heav'ns above; 
 And now the Father's voice is heard, 
 Approving the incarnate Word: 
 
BAPTISM, 784, 785 
 
 4 'This is my well beloved Son, 
 
 Well pleas'd am 1 with what he's done; 
 
 In all things, he my will obeys, 
 
 Then hear and trust whaie'er he says.' 
 
 5 Now, ye believing souls, regard 
 TV example of your glorious Lord; 
 Walk in his honor'd paths, and prove 
 How much your souls his precepts love 
 
 ~ ft , HYMN. C. M. 
 
 i L h Acts 3: 38. And they went down both into tht 
 water — and he baptized him. 
 
 1 TTTHILE Philip scann'd the sacred page 
 
 VV The eunuch just had read, 
 A certain water was in view, 
 And thus the Ethiop' said: 
 
 2 'See here an emblematic flood, 
 
 And what doth hinder me 
 To be baptiz'd, as Jesus taught, 
 And bear his cross with thee?' 
 
 3 The faithful preacher thus replied, 
 
 'If thou believe, thou may'st;' 
 'I do,' he said — they quick descend 
 And to the water haste. 
 
 4 Intent on duty's call they go 
 
 Into the yielding stream; 
 And straight the eunuch was baptiz'd 
 In Jesus' precious name. 
 
 5 So now the willing converts press 
 
 To hear the joyful sound; 
 And those who hear and live, are all 
 In sweet obedience found. 
 
 *ox HYMN. 112th. 
 
 1 °° Christ, baptized in Jordan. 
 
 1 TJ\ Jordan's tide the Baptist stands, 
 X Immersing the repenting Jews; 
 The Son of God the rite demands, 
 
 Nor does the holy man refuse: 
 Jesus descends beneath the wave, 
 The emblem of his future grave, 
 
7S6 BAPTISM. 
 
 Z Wonder, ye heavens, your Maker Jies 
 
 In deeps conceal'd from human view; 
 Ye .saints behold him sink, and rise, 
 
 A ht example thus for you: 
 The sacred record, while you read, 
 Calls you to imitate the deed. 
 3 But. Jo! from yonder opening skies, 
 
 What beams of dazzling glory spread! 
 Dove-like th' Eternal Spirit flies, 
 
 And lights on the Redeemer's head; 
 Amaz'd they see the power divine 
 Around the Saviour's temples shine. 
 i But, hark! my soul, hark, and adore! 
 
 What sound* are those that roll along? 
 Not like loud Sinai's awful roar. 
 
 But soft and sweet as Gabriel's song: 
 'This is my well beloved Son, 
 'I see well-pleas'd what he hath done.' 
 5 Thus the Eternal Father spoke, 
 
 Who shakes creation with a nod: 
 Through parting skies the accents broke, 
 
 And bid us hear the Son of God: 
 0, hear the awful word to-day; 
 Hear all ye nations and obey! 
 
 7Qfi HYMN. L. M. Stennett. 
 
 Mark 3: 15. Thus it becovutk us to fulfil 
 all righteousness. 
 
 1 nnHE great Redeemer we adore, 
 
 J_ Who came the lost to seek and save, 
 Went humbly down from Jordan's shore 
 To fiud a tomb beneath its wave! 
 
 2 'Tims it becomes us to fulfil 
 
 All righteousness,' he meekly said: 
 'Why should we then to do his will 
 Or be asham'd, or be afraid?' 
 
 3 With Thee into thy watery tomb, 
 Lord, 'tis our glory to descend; 
 
 'Tie wondrous grace that gives us room 
 To lie interr'd by such a friend. 
 1 Yet as the yielding waves give way 
 To let us see the light again, 
 So, «n the resurrection day, 
 The bands of death prov'd weak and vain. 
 
BAPTISM. 787, 788 
 
 5 Thus, when thou shalt again appear, 
 The gates of death shall open wide, 
 Our dust thy mighty voice shall hear, 
 And rise and triumph at thy side. 
 
 7£7 HYMN. 8, 8, 6. Norman. 
 
 iUi Mauh. 3; 15. 
 
 1 nnHUS it became the Prince of Grace, 
 
 JL And thus should all the favor' d race 
 
 High heaven's command fulfil; 
 For that the condescending God 
 Should lead his followers through the flood, 
 Was heaven's eternal will. 
 
 2 *Tis not as led by custom's voice, 
 
 We make these ways our favor' d choice, 
 
 And thus with zeal pursue; 
 ?\o, heaven's eternal sovereign Lord 
 Has, in the precepts of his word, 
 
 Enjoin' d us thus to do. 
 
 3 And shall we ever dare despise 
 The gracious mandate of the skies, 
 
 Where condescending heaven, 
 To sinful man's apostate race, 
 In matchless love and boundless grace, 
 
 His will reveal'd has given? 
 
 4 Thou everlasting gracious King, 
 Assist us now thy grace to sing, 
 
 And still direct our way 
 To those bright realms of peace and rest, 
 Where all th' exulting tribes are bless'd 
 
 With one great choral dav. 
 
 fgg HYMN. 8, 7. Fawcett. 
 
 Invitation to follow the Lamb. 
 1 TTUMBLE souls, who seek salvation 
 XI Through the Lamb's redeeming blood, 
 Hear the voice of Revelation, 
 
 Tread the path that Jesus trod: 
 Flee to him your only Saviour, 
 In his mighty name confide; 
 In the whole of your behaviour, 
 Own him as your sovereign guide. 
 
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789,790 BAPTISM. 
 
 2 Hear the blees'd Redeemer call you, 
 Listen tu his gracious voice; 
 
 Dread no ill that can befall yon, 
 
 While you make his ways your choice; 
 
 Jesus says, 'Let each believer 
 Be baptized in my name;* 
 
 He himself in Jordan'* river 
 
 Was immers'd beneath the stream. 
 
 3 Plainly here his footsteps tracing, 
 
 Follow him without delay; 
 Gladly his command embracing, 
 
 Lo! your Captain leads the way: 
 View the rite with understanding, 
 
 Jesus' grave before you lies; 
 Be interr'd at hi« commanding, 
 
 After his example rise. 
 
 ^oq HYMN. Ss, 7s. \\. C. Buck. 
 
 'OH Matth. 10: 32. — Confess me before men — I will 
 confess before my Father 
 
 1 jT< RACIOUS Lord, hast thou redeem'd me? 
 VX Did'st thou die, my soul to save? 
 
 Wilt thou evermore be with me? 
 Wilt thou raise me from the grave? 
 
 2 For me art thou interceding — 
 
 Such a guilty wretch as 1? — 
 Me a place art thou preparing, 
 
 Round thy throne, with saints to vie? 
 
 3 Blessed Saviour, if I love Thee, 
 
 Should I blush thy cause to own? 
 Should I hesitate to follow, 
 
 When my Saviour leads me on? 
 
 4 A"o, Saviour, no: through flood or fire 
 
 I will follow at thy word; 
 And, when Earth and Time expire, 
 Hope to reign with Thee, my Lord. 
 
 790 HYMX. C. M. Stemiett. 
 
 Immersion, The Mode. 
 ^HUS was the great Redeemer pinna;' d 
 In Jordan's swelling flood, 
 To show he must be soon baptiz'd, 
 In tears, and sweat, and blood. 
 
 r 
 
BAPTISM. 791,792 
 
 % TSa«s was ;kls sacred body laid 
 Beneath riie yielding wave; 
 Thus was his sacred body rais'i. 
 Out -of t&e liquid grave. 
 3 Lord, we thy precepts would obey, 
 In thy own footsteps tread, 
 Would die, be buried, rise with Thee, 
 Gui. ev.e»r lif/ing Head. 
 
 701 HYM&. g, 7. 
 
 ^ Rom. 6: 4. We are buried with him. by Baptism. 
 
 1 T ESUS, mighty King in Sion! 
 
 tJ Thoia , alone our guide shall be; 
 Thy .coiflinission we rely on, 
 
 mi woald follow nose but Thee: 
 
 2 As an erabilern of thy passion. 
 
 And thy #ict*ry o'er the grave, 
 
 We who kiiow thy great saivutioa, 
 
 Are baptiz'd beneath the* wave. 
 
 3 Fearless ©f the world's .despising, 
 
 We the ancient path pursue; 
 Buried with our Lord, and rising 
 To a life divinely new. 
 
 *TQ9 HYMN. L. M. Stennett. 
 
 * ^^ Pe. 11Q: 3. Thy people shall be willing m Hie 
 day of thy power. 
 
 1 OE£ feow the willing <co,nyeits trace 
 IO The path their great Redeemer trod; 
 Arsd follow through his liquid grave 
 The meek, the lowly Soa of God! 
 
 2 Here they renounce their former deeds, 
 And to a. heavenly life aspire, 
 
 Their rags for glorious .robes exchang'd, 
 They skine in clean and. bright attire. 
 
 3 O sacred rile, by thee the name 
 Of Jesus we to own begin: 
 This is our resurrection pledge, 
 Pledge af the pardon of our sin. 
 
 4 Glory to God on high be given, 
 Who shows his grace to sinful men, 
 Let saints on earth, and hosts in heaven., 
 in concert join their loud Amen. 
 
793, 794 BAPTISM, 
 
 ~qo HYMN. L. M. 
 
 * Acts S: 12, T/tep m re baptized t both mt?i and 
 
 women* 
 
 1 /^i REAT God, we in thy courts appear, 
 VT With humble joy and holy fear. 
 Thy wise injunctions to obey; 
 
 Let saints and angels bail tne day! 
 
 2 Great things. e 
 
 Great things for us thy grace hash done; 
 Constrain';.! by I " love, 
 
 Our willing feet tu meet i'hee move. 
 
 3 In thy assembly here we - 
 Obedient to thy great cosamanri; 
 The sacred flood 
 
 And thy a ites uk through* 
 
 4 The Word, the Spirit, and the Bride 
 Must not invite and be deny'd: 
 
 Was not the Lord, who came to have, 
 Interr'd in such a liquid grave? 
 
 5 Thus we, dear Saviour, own thy name, 
 Receive us rising from the stream? 
 Then to thy table let us come. 
 
 And dwell in Zion as our home. 
 
 *7QA HYMN. G. M. Btddome. 
 
 1 Ps. 119: 32. I will run in the way of Iky com- 
 
 mandments, when thou shall enlarge my heart. 
 
 1 TTOW great, how solemn is the work 
 JlI Which we attend to-day! 
 
 Now for a holy, solemn frame, 
 God, to Thee we pray. 
 
 2 may we feel, as once we felt, 
 
 When pain'd and griev'd at heart, 
 Thy kind, forgiving, melting look, 
 Keliev'd our every smart. 
 
 3 Let graces then in exercise 
 
 Be exercis'd again; 
 And. nurtur'd by celestial power, 
 In exercise remain. 
 
 4 Awake, our love, our fear, our hope. 
 
 Wake, fortitude and joy; 
 Vain world, be srone; let things above 
 Our happy thoughts employ. 
 
baptism, 7 f Jd— rss 
 
 5 Whilst Thee, our Saviour and our God, 
 
 To ail around we own; 
 Drive each rebellious rival lust, 
 Each traitor, from the throne. 
 
 6 Instruct our minds, our wills subdue, 
 
 To heaven our passions raise, 
 That hence, our lives, our all, may be 
 Devoted to thy praise. 
 
 795 HYMN. L. M. 
 
 Mark 1 6c 15 — 16. Go preach — he that believetk 
 and is baptized shall be saved. 
 
 1 *jp 0, teach the nations, and baptize,' 
 
 vT Aloud th' ascending Jesus cries: 
 His glad Apostles took the word, 
 And round the nations preach' d their Lord. 
 
 2 Commission' d thus by Zion's King, 
 We to his holy laver bring 
 
 These happy converts, who have known 
 And trusted in his grace alone. 
 
 3 Lord, in thy house they seek thy face, 
 O bless them with peculiar grace; 
 Refresh their souls with love divine, 
 Let Deams of glory round them shine. 
 
 796 — 808 HYMNS. L.M. 
 
 SINGLE VERSES TO BE SUNG DURING THE ADMINISTRATION 
 OF THE ORDINANCE. 
 
 "HATE'ER to Thee, our Lord, belongs, 
 L- always worthy of our songs: 
 And all thy works, and all thy ways, 
 Demand our wonder and our praise. 
 
 [OSANNA to the church's Head, 
 
 Who snfT'er'd in our room and stead! 
 He was immers'd in Jordan's flood, 
 And then immers'd iu sweat and blood! 
 
 W 1 
 
 H c 
 
 BEHOLD the grav« where Jesus lay, 
 Before he .shed his precious blood! 
 How plain lie rnark'd the humble way 
 To sia«ers through the mvstic nood! 
 
799—808 BAPTISM. 
 
 C10ME, ye redeemed of the Lord, 
 J Come, and obey his sasred word;- 
 He died, and rose again for you; 
 What more could the Redeemer do? 
 
 WE to this place are come to show 
 What we u> bound leas mercy owe> 
 The Saviour's footsteps to explore, 
 And tread the path he trod before, 
 
 ETERNAL Spirit, heavenly Dove, 
 On these baptismal waters move; 
 That we, through energy divine, 
 May have the substance with the sign. 
 
 ALL ye that love "Emmanuel's name, 
 . And long to feel th' increasing flame?. 
 'Tis you, ye children of ihe light! 
 The Spirit and the - Bride invite. 
 
 YE who your native vileness mourn, 
 And to the gr«jat Redeemer turn, 
 Who see your wretched state by sin, 
 'Ye blessed of the Lord, come in.' 
 
 JESUS, my Saviour, and my all, 
 Metbinhs I hear thy gentle call; 
 These are the sounds that chide my stay,. 
 * Arise, my* love, and come away.' 
 
 AMAZING grace! and shall I still 
 Prove disobedient to thy will? 
 jflte! no: dear Lord, the watery tomb* 
 Belongs to Thee, and there 1 come. 
 
 \ POSTLES-trod this holy ground, 
 .iT3L This is the road helievers go: 
 My Jesus in this- way was found, 
 I charge my soul to tread if loo. 
 
 "\T7TFB lowly minds, and lofty songs, 
 Vf Let all admire the Saviour's grace^ 
 Till the great rising day reveal 
 Th' immortal glory of his face. 
 
 npO Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, 
 X W r e humbly dedicate our powers; 
 If with Jehovah's ble.^sin? ciown'd, 
 immortal/ happiness is cviiy*. 
 
BAPTISM. 809,810 
 
 unq HYMN. 148th. 
 
 W*J An Address to r.he Holy Spirit. 
 
 i TAESCEND, celestial Dove, 
 
 I } And make thy presence fcnqwn; 
 Reveal our Saviour's love, 
 
 And seal us for thine own; 
 Unbless'd by Thee, our works are vain, 
 I\ T or can we e'er acceptance gain. 
 
 2 When our incarnate God, 
 
 The sovereign Prince of Light, 
 In Jordan's swelling flood 
 
 Keceiv'd the holy rite, 
 In open view thy form came down, 
 And dove-like flew, the King 10 crown. 
 
 3 The day was never known, 
 
 Since time began its race, 
 On which such glory shone, 
 
 On which was shown such grace, 
 As that which slied in Jordan's stream, 
 On Jesus' head the heavenly beam. 
 
 4 Continue still to shine, 
 
 And fill us with thy fire: 
 This ordinance is thine, 
 
 Do thou our souls inspire! 
 Thou wilt attend on all thy sons, 
 'Till time shall end,' thy promise runs. 
 
 Q1A HYMN. CM. Newton. 
 
 ° iV/ Aff^r Hapiisni. 
 
 1 'TJROCLAIM,' saith Christ, 'my vvond'rous 
 
 JL To all the sous of men; [grace 
 
 He that believes, and is baptiz'd, 
 Salvation shall obtain.' 
 
 2 Let plenteous grace descend on those, 
 
 Who, hoping in thy word, 
 This day have publicly declar'd 
 That Jesus is their Lord. 
 
 3 With cheerful feet may they advance, 
 
 And run the Christian race; 
 And through the troubles of the way 
 Find all-sufficient grace. 
 
811, Sll BAPTISM. 
 
 gil HYMX. CM. Doddridge. 
 
 Col. o: J. If ye then be risen with, Christy seek 
 those things which are above. 
 
 1 A TTEND, ye children of your God- ' 
 /\ Ye heirs of glory, hear; 
 
 For accents so divine as these, 
 Might charm the dullest ear. 
 
 2 Baptiz'd into your Saviour's death, 
 
 Your souls to sin must die; 
 With Christ your Lord ye live anew, 
 With Christ ascend on high. 
 
 3 There by his Father's side he sits, 
 
 Enthron'd divinely fair; 
 Yet owns himself your brother still, 
 
 And your forerunner there. 
 i Rise, from these earthly trifles, rise 
 
 On wings of faith and love; 
 Above your choicest treasure lies, 
 
 And be your hearts above. 
 .5 But earth and sin will drag us down, 
 
 When we attempt to fly; 
 Lard, send thy strong attractive power 
 
 To raise and rix us high. 
 
 QIO HYMN. CM. Beddome. 
 
 Acts 8: 9. He went on (lis way rejoicing. 
 
 1 T I MiE holy Eunuch, when baptiz'd, 
 
 I Went on his way with joy; 
 And who can tell what rapt' to us thoughts 
 Did then his mind employ? 
 
 2 Ts that most glorious Saviour mine, 
 
 Of whom I lately read? 
 Who, bearing all my sins and griefs. 
 Whs n umber' d with ihe dead? 
 
 3 Is he, who, bursting from the grave, 
 
 Now reigns above the sky, 
 My advocate before (he throne, 
 My portion when I die/ 
 
 4 Have I profess' d his holy name/ 
 
 Do I his gospel bear 
 To Ethiopia's scorched lands, 
 And shall 1 spread it there? 
 
TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 5 BiessM pool! in which I lately lay, 
 
 And left my tears behind; 
 What an unworthy wretch am 1! 
 And God profusely kind. 
 
 6 Bles'd emblem of that precious blood 
 
 Which satisfied for sin; 
 And of that renovating grace 
 Which makes the conscience clean.' 
 
 7 This pattern, Lord, with sacred joy, 
 
 Helps us to keep in view; 
 The same our work, the same, make 
 Our consolation too. 
 
 sin 
 
 TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 1 
 
 HYMN. L, M. Steele. 
 Ps. 39: 1. I said I will take heed to my ways, 
 \ LMIGHTY Maker of my frame, 
 
 Teach me the measure of my days.! 
 Teach me to know how frail I am, 
 And spend the remnant to thy praise. 
 
 2 My days are shorter than a span; 
 A little point my life appears; 
 How frail, at best, is dying man, 
 How vain are all his hopes and fears! 
 
 3 Vain his ambition, noise, and show! 
 Vain are the cares which rack, his mind! 
 He heaps up treasures mix'd with wo, 
 And dies, and leaves them all behind. 
 
 4 Oh, be a nobler portion mine! 
 My God! I bow before thy throne; 
 Earth's fleeting: treasures I resign, 
 And fix my hope on Thee alone. 
 
814, 815 TIME AND ETERNITY. 
 
 g|4 HYMN. L. M. Doddridge. 
 
 Eph. 5: 16. Redeem the time because the daya 
 art evil. 
 
 1 f^ OD of Eternity, from Thee 
 
 \J Did infant time his being draw; 
 Moments, and days, and months, and years; 
 Revolve by thine unvaried law. 
 
 2 Silent and slow they glide away; 
 Steady and strong the current flows; 
 Lost in Eternity's wide sea — 
 
 The boundless gulf from whence it rose. 
 
 3 With it the thoughtless sons of men 
 Before the rapid streams are borne 
 On to that everlasting home, 
 Whence not one soul can e'er return. 
 
 4 Yet, while the shore on either side 
 Presents a gaudy flattering show, 
 We gaze, in fond amazement lost, 
 Nor think to what a world we go. 
 
 5 Great Source of" Wisdom! teach my heart 
 ,To know the price of every hour; 
 
 That time may bear me on to joys 
 Beyond its measure, and its power. 
 
 Q15 HYMN. CM. Steele. 
 
 2 Cor. 4: 18. While ice look, vot at the things, 
 which are seen, but. at the things which are not seen. 
 
 1 TTQW long shall earth's alluring toys 
 .OL Detain our hearts and eyes, 
 Regardless of immortal joys. 
 
 And strangers to the skies? 
 
 2 These transcient scenes will soon decay. 
 
 They fade upon the sight; 
 And quickly will their brightest day- 
 Be lost in endless night. 
 
 3 Their brightest day, alas, how vain! 
 
 With conscious sighs we own; 
 While clouds of sorrow, care, and pain, 
 O'ershade the smiling noon. 
 
 4 Oh, could our thoughts and wishes fly 
 
 Above these gloomy shades, 
 To those bright worlds beyond the sky, 
 Which sorrow ne'er invades! 
 
TIME AND ETERNITY. 816 
 
 5 There joys unseen by mortal eyes, 
 
 Or reason's feeble ray, 
 In ever-blooming prospects rise, 
 Unconscious of decay. 
 
 6 Lord, send a beam of light divine 
 
 To guide our upward aim, 
 With one reviving touch of thine, 
 Our languid hearts inflame. 
 
 7 Then shall, on Faith's sublimest wing, 
 
 Our ardent wishes rise 
 To those bright scenes, where pleasure spring 
 Immortal in the skies. 
 
 Q HYMN. S. M. Stennett. 
 
 Lam. 3: 22. It is of the Lord's mercies that 
 vje are not consumed. 
 
 1 TTOW various aud how new 
 XX Are thy compassion's Lord! 
 
 Each morning shall thy mercies show, 
 Each night thy truth record. 
 
 2 Thy goodness, like the sun, 
 Dawn'd on our early days, 
 
 Ere infant reason had begun 
 To form our lips to praise. 
 
 3 Each object we beheld 
 Gave pleasure to our eyes; 
 
 And nature all our senses hekl 
 In bands of sweet surprise. 
 
 4 But pleasures more refin'd 
 Awaited that bless'd day 
 
 When light arose upon our mind, 
 And chas'd our sins away. 
 
 5 How new thy mercies, then! 
 How sovereign and how free! 
 
 Our souls that had been dead in si«, 
 Were made alive to Thee, 
 PAUSE. 
 
 6 Now we expect a day 
 Still brighter far than this, 
 
 When death shall bear our souls away 
 To realms of light and bliss. 
 
SI? TIME AND ETERNITY, 
 
 7 There rapt'rous scenes of joy 
 Shall burst upon our sight; 
 
 And every pain, and tear, and sigh. 
 Be drown' d in endless light. 
 
 8 Beneath thy balmy wing-, 
 Sun of Righteousness! 
 
 Our happy souls shall sit and sing 
 The wonders of thy grace. 
 
 9 Nor shall that radiant day, 
 So joyfully begun, 
 
 In evening shadows die away, 
 Beneath the setting sun. 
 10 How various and how new 
 Are thy compassions, Lord! 
 
 Eternity thy love shall show, 
 And all thv truth record. 
 
 017 HYMN. L. M. Kelly. 
 
 Heb. 13: 14. For here have we no continuing city. 
 
 1 "TTTE'VE no abiding city here, 
 
 y V This may distress the world'ling's mind;. 
 But should not cost the saint a tear, 
 Who hopes a better rest to find. 
 
 2 We've no abiding city here, 
 
 Sad truth, were this to be ©ur home* 
 But let this thought our spirits cheer 
 We seek a city yet to come. 
 
 3 We've no abiding city here, 
 
 Then let us live as pilgrims do; 
 
 Let not the world our rest appear, 
 
 But let us haste from all below. 
 
 4 We've no abiding city here, 
 
 We seek a city out of sight: 
 Zion its name — we'll soon be there, 
 It shines with everlasting light. 
 
 5 Zion! Jehovah is her strength! 
 
 Secure she smiles at all her foes: 
 And weary travellers at length 
 
 Within her sacred walls repose. 
 G 0, sweet abode of peace and love, 
 
 Where pilgrims freed from toil are blest; 
 Had I the pinions of the dove, 
 
 Vd flv to Thee, and be at rest. 
 
TIME AND ETERNITY. 818, 819 
 
 7 Bat hush my soul, nor dare repine) 
 The time rny God appoints is best! 
 While here to do his will be ??une, 
 And his to fix my time of rest. 
 
 818 
 
 HYMN. S. M. 
 
 1 Cor. 7: 31. For the fashion of this world 
 
 liasseth away. 
 
 nnHIS world can never give 
 
 X The bliss ior which we sigh; 
 'Tis not the whole of life to live, 
 
 Nor all of death to die. 
 
 Beyond this vale of tears 
 
 There is a life#bove, 
 Unmeasnr'd by the flight of years — 
 
 And all that life is love. 
 
 There is a death, whose pang 
 
 Outlasts the fleeting breath: 
 Oh! what eternal horrors hang 
 
 Around the second death. 
 
 Lord, God of truth and grace! 
 
 Teach us that death to shun: 
 Lest we be driven from thy face, 
 
 And evermore undone. 
 
 819 
 
 HYMN. C. M. 
 
 Eph. 3: 15. Of whom the whole, family in 
 heaven and earth is named. 
 
 1 flOME let us join our friends above, 
 V7 That have obtain'd the prize; 
 And on the eagle wings of love, 
 
 To joy celestial rise. 
 
 2 Let all the saints terrestrial siag; 
 
 With those to glory gone: 
 For all the servants of our King 
 In heav'n and earth are one. 
 -8 One familv, we dwell in him, 
 One Church, above, beneath; 
 Though now divided by the stream, 
 The narrow stream of death. 
 
820 TIME AND ETERMTV. 
 
 4 One army of the living God, 
 To his command we bow; 
 Part of the host have cross' d the flood, 
 And part are crossing now. 
 o How many to their endless home 
 This solemn moment fly! 
 And we are to the margin come, 
 And soon expect to die. 
 6 Dear Saviour, be our constant guide, 
 Then, when the word is given, 
 Bid death's cold flood and waves divide, 
 And land us safe in heaven. 
 
 G<>n HYMN. L. M. Medley. 
 
 ^"^ Eternity. 
 
 Jer. 10: 10. Vie living God, an everlasting King- 
 
 1 T71TERJYITY! stupendous theme! 
 
 Jtli Compat'd herewith our life's a dream: 
 
 Eternity! awful sound: 
 
 A deep, where all our thoughts are drown'd! 
 
 2 Yes, an eternity there is 
 
 Of dreadful woe, or Joyful bliss; 
 And, swift as time fulfils its round, 
 We to eternity are bound. 
 
 3 What countless millions of mankind 
 Have left this fleeting world behind! 
 They're gone, but where? ah! stop and see: 
 Gone to a long eternity! 
 
 4 And is eternity so near? 
 
 And must we very soon be there? 
 Sinner — ah! whither wilt thou flee; 
 Or how avoid eternity? 
 
 5 Canst thou forever bear to dwell 
 In all the fi'ry deeps of hell; 
 And is death nothing then to thee, 
 Death, and a dread eternity! 
 
 6 Ye gracious souls, with joy look up; 
 In Christ rejoice, your glorious hope; 
 This everlasting bliss secures; 
 
 God and eternity are yours. 
 
DEATH AND RESURRECTION. 621, 822 
 
 gOI HYMN. L, M. 
 
 . Rom. 13: 12. Tlie night is far spent, the day 
 is at hand. 
 
 1 T71TERNITY is just at hand! 
 
 trJ And shall 1 waste my ebbing sand, 
 And careless view departing day, 
 And throw my inch of time away? 
 
 2 Eternity! — tremendous sound! 
 
 To guilty souls a dreadful wound! 
 But, Oh! if Christ and heaven be mine, 
 How sweet the accents! how divine! 
 
 3 Be this my chief, my only care, 
 My high pursuit, my ardent prayer, 
 An interest in the Saviour's blood — 
 My pardon seal'd, and peace with God. 
 
 4 But should my brightest hopes be vain! 
 The rising doubt, how sharp its pain! 
 My fears, gracious God! remove; 
 Speak me an object of thy love. 
 
 5 Search, Lord, O search my inmost heart, 
 And light, and hope, and joy impart; 
 From guilt and error set rr*e free, 
 
 And guide me safe to heaven and Thee. 
 
 DEATH AND RESURRECTION. 
 
 o 99 HYMN. C. M. Watts. 
 
 ®<4<6 Death and Eternity. 
 
 1 Cor. 15: 19. If in this life only vje have hope, we are 
 of all men most miserable. 
 
 1 TVTY thoughts, that often mount the skies, 
 XV_L Go, search the world beneath, 
 Where nature all in ruin lies, 
 
 And owns her sovereign — death. 
 
 2 The tyrant, how he triumphs here! 
 
 His trophies spread around! 
 And heaps of dust and bones appear 
 Through all the hollow ground. 
 
823 DEATH AND RESURRECTION. 
 
 3 These skulls, what ghastly figures now! 
 
 How loathsome to the eyes! 
 These are the heads we lately knew, 
 So beauteous and so wise. 
 
 4 But where the souls — those deathless things 
 
 That left their dying clay? 
 My thoughts, now stretch out all your wings 
 And trace eternity. 
 
 5 Oh, that unfathomable sea! — 
 
 Those deeps without a shore, 
 Where living waters gently play, 
 Or fiery billows roar! 
 
 6 There shall we swim in heavenly bliss, 
 
 Or sink in flaming waves; 
 While the pale carcass breathless lies 
 Among the silent graves. 
 
 7 'Prepare us, Lord, for thy right hand! 
 
 'Then come the joyful day: 
 'Come, death, and some celestial band, 
 To bear our souls away!' 
 
 HYMN. 7s, 6s. 
 
 Qf)0 nll¥ll\. <8, OS. 
 
 0~o phil. 1: 21. To live is Christ, and to die is gain, 
 
 1 A H! I shall soon be dying, 
 OL Time swiftly glides away; 
 But on my Lord relying, 
 
 1 hail the happy day — 
 
 2 The day when I must enter 
 
 Upon a world unknown; 
 My helpless soul I venture 
 On Jesus Christ alone. 
 
 3 He once a spotless victim, 
 
 Upon Mount Calv'ry bled! 
 Jehovah did afflict him, 
 
 And bruise him in my stead. 
 
 4 Hence all my hope arises, 
 
 Unworthy as I am: 
 My soul most surely prizes 
 
 The sin-atoning Lamb. 
 o To him, by grace united 
 
 1 joy in him alone; 
 And now, by faith, delighted, 
 
 Behold him on his throne. 
 
DEATH AND RESURRECTION. 824, 825 
 
 6 There he is interceding 
 
 For all who on him rest: 
 The grace from him proceeding, 
 Shall waft me to his breast. 
 
 7 Then with the saints in glory 
 
 The grateful song I'll raise, 
 And chant my blissful story, 
 In high seraphic lays. 
 S Free grace, redeeming merit, 
 And sanctifying love, 
 Of Father, Son, and Spirit, 
 Shall charm the courts above. 
 
 o 9/ | "HYMN." C. M. 
 
 ^>~4 j\ T um. 23: 10. Let me die the death of the 
 righteous. 
 
 1 T ORD, must I die? 0, let me die 
 J_J Trusting in thee alone! 
 
 My living testimony giv'n, 
 Then leave my dying one! 
 
 2 If I must die— 0, let me die 
 
 In peace with all mankind; 
 And change these fleeting joys below 
 For pleasure all refm'd. 
 
 3 If I must die — as die I must — 
 
 Let some kind seraph come, 
 And bear me on his friendly wing 
 To my celestial home! 
 
 4 Of Canaan's land, from Pisgah's top, 
 
 May I but have a view! 
 Though Jordon should o'erfiow its banks, 
 I'll boldly venture through. 
 
 o 9 c HYIVLW L. M. 
 
 Qt&O Heb. 2: 15. Who, through fear of death, were 
 all their life time subject to bondage, 
 
 1 /~\ God of love! wiih cheering ray 
 \J Gild my expiring streak of day; 
 Thy love through each revolving year, 
 Has wip'd away affliction's tear. 
 
 2 Free me from death's terrific gloom, 
 And all the guilt which shrouds the tomb; 
 Heighten my joy, support my head, 
 Before I sirk among the dead, 
 
826 DEATH AND RESURRECTION. 
 
 3 May death conclude my toils and tears! 
 May death destroy my sins and fear*! 
 May death, through Jesus, be my friend J 
 May death be life, when life shall end! 
 
 1 Crown my last moments with thy pow'r — 
 The latest in my latest hour; 
 Then to the raptur'd heights I soar, 
 Where fears and death are known no more. 
 
 g^G HYMN. C, M. 
 
 *"' 1 Cor. 15: 67. But thanks be to God who giveth 
 us the victory. 
 
 1 "IT 7 HEN death appears before my sight, 
 
 > ▼ In all his dire array, 
 Unequal t» the dreadful fight, 
 My courage dies away. 
 
 2 But see my glorious Leader nigh! 
 
 My Lord — my Saviour — lives. 
 Before him death's pale terrors fly, 
 And my faint heart revive*. 
 
 3 He left his dazzling throne above; 
 
 He met the tyrant's dart; 
 And (Oh, amazing power of love!) 
 Receiv'd it in his heart. 
 
 4 J\o more, grim destroyer! boast 
 
 Thy universal sway; 
 To heaven-born souls thy sting is lost; 
 Thy night, the gate of day. 
 
 5 Lord, I commit my soul to Thee! 
 
 Accept the sacred trust; 
 Receive this nobler part of me, 
 And watch my sleeping dust; 
 
 6 Till that illustrious morning come, 
 
 When all thy saints shall rise, 
 And, cloth'd in lull, immortal bloom, 
 Attend thee to the skies. 
 
 7 \Vhen thy triumphant armies sing 
 
 The honors of thy name, 
 And heaven's eternal arches ring 
 With Glorv to the Lamb! 
 
DEATH AND RESURRECTION. 827, 828 
 
 8 Oh, let me join the raptur'd lays! 
 And with the blissful throng 
 Resound salvation, power, and praise, 
 In everlasting song. 
 
 827 
 
 HYMN. L. M. Doddridge. 
 Phil. 1: 23. Having a desire to depart and be 
 with Christ, which is far better. 
 
 1 "\TTHILE on the verge of life I stand, 
 
 VV And view the scene on either hand, 
 My spirit struggles with my clay, 
 And longs to wing its flight away. 
 
 2 Where Jesns dwells my soul would be, 
 And faints my much-lov'd Lord to see; 
 Earth, twine no more about my heart! 
 For, 'tis far better to depart. 
 
 3 Come, ye angelic envoys, come, 
 And lead the willing pilgrim home: 
 Ye know the way to Jesus' throne — 
 Source of my joys and of your own. 
 
 4 That blissful interview, how sweet! 
 To fall transported at his feet! 
 Rais'd in his arms, to view his face, 
 Through the full beamings of his grace! 
 
 5 As with a seraph's voice lo sing! 
 To fly as on a cherub's wing! 
 Performing, with unwearied hands, 
 The present Saviour's high commands. 
 
 6 Yet, with these prospects full in sight, 
 We'll wait thy signal for the flight, 
 For, while thy service we pursue, 
 We find a heaven in all we do. 
 
 or>o HYMN. C. M. Watts. 
 
 O^O Death of Moies. 
 
 Deut. 32: 50. And die in the mount ichitlier thou 
 go est up. 
 1 I ORD, 'tis an infinite delight 
 JLJ To see thy lovely face, 
 To dwell whole ages in thy sight, 
 And feel thy vital rays. 
 
S2 r J DEATH AND RESURRECTION. 
 
 2 This Gabriel knows, and sings thy name, 
 
 With rapture on his tongue; 
 
 Moses, the saint enjoys the same, 
 
 And heaven repeats the song, 
 
 3 While the bright nations sound thy praise 
 
 From each eternal hill, 
 Sweet odors of exhaling grace 
 The happy region fill. 
 
 4 Thy love — a sea without a shore — 
 
 Spreads life and joy abroad; 
 Oh, 'tis a heaven worth dying lor 
 To see a smiling God! 
 
 5 Sweet was the journey to the sky, 
 
 The wond'rous prophet tried; 
 'Climb up the mount,' says God, 'and die — * 
 The prophet clim'd — and died. 
 
 6 Softly his fainting head he lay 
 
 Upon his Maker's brea.st; 
 His Maker kiss'd his soul away, 
 And laid his flesh to rest. 
 
 7 Show me thy face and I'll away 
 
 From all inferior things; 
 Speak, Lord! and here I quit my clay, 
 And stretch my airy wings. 
 
 con HYMN. L. M. W. C. Bryant.. 
 
 &***} Death of ..Motel. 
 
 Deut. 34: 5. So Moses, the servant of the Lord, died 
 there in the land of Moob. 
 
 1 "ITT" HEN he who from the scourge of wrong, 
 
 \\ Arous'd the Hebrew tribes to fly — 
 Saw the fair region, prom is' d long, 
 And bow'd him on the hills to die; 
 
 2 God made his grave to men unknown, 
 
 Where Moab's rocks a vale infold, 
 And laid the aged seer alone 
 
 To slumber while the world grows old. 
 
 3 Thus still, whene'er the good and just 
 
 Close the dim eye on life and pain, 
 Heav'n watches o'er their sleeping dust 
 Till the pure spirit comes again. 
 
 4 Though nameless, trampled, and forgot, 
 
 His servant's humble ashes lie. 
 Yet God has mark'd and seal'd Hhe spot, 
 To call its inmate to the sky. 
 
DEATH AND KESUREECTIOX 830, 83 
 
 oon BY.MN, C. M. Sltnndt. 
 
 0>)\> q u ine (3 e:il |, of Children. 
 
 Matth. 19: 14. S/z/er* little children to come unto ?ne- 
 for of such is the Kingdom, of Heaven. 
 
 1 nr\HY life I read, my dearest Lord, 
 
 X With transport all divine; 
 Thy Image trace in every word — 
 Thy iove in every line. 
 
 2 Me thinks I see a thousand charms 
 
 Spread o'er thy lovely face, 
 While infants in thy tender arms 
 Receive ihe smiling grace. 
 
 3 'I take these little lambs,' said he, 
 
 'And lay them in my breast; 
 'Protection they shall find in me — 
 'In me be ever blest. 
 
 4 'Death may the bands of life unloose, 
 
 'But can't dissolve my love; 
 'Millions of infant souls compose . 
 'The family above. 
 
 5 'Their feeble frames my power shall raise, 
 
 'And mould with heavenly skill: 
 '111 give them tongues to sing my praise, 
 'And hands to do my will.' 
 
 6 His words the happy parents hear, 
 
 A.nd shout, with joys divine, 
 Dear Saviour, all we have and are 
 Shall be forever thine. 
 
 83 
 
 HYMN. C fti Steele. 
 1 At the Funeral of' a Young Per=on. 
 
 2 Sam. IS: 33. 01 my son, Absalom, my son! 
 
 1 TYTHEN blooming youth is snatch' d away 
 
 VV By death's resistless hand, 
 Our hearts the mournful tribute pay, 
 WTrich pity must demand. 
 
 2 While pity prompts ths rising sigh, 
 
 0, may this truth, imprest 
 With awful power — T too must die!' 
 Sink deep in every breast. 
 
 3 Let the vain world engage no more; 
 
 Behold the gaping tomb! 
 It bids us seize the present hour: 
 To-morrow death may come. 
 
3)2 DEATH AND RESURRECTION. 
 
 4 The voice of this alarming scene 
 
 May every heart obey; 
 Nor be the heavenly warning vain, 
 Which calk to watch and pray. 
 
 5 Oh, let -us fly— to Jesus fly — 
 
 Whose powerful arm can save; 
 Then shall out hopes ascend on high. 
 
 And triumph o'er the grave. 
 -6 Great <jod1 thy sovereign grace impart, 
 
 With cleansing, healing power; 
 This only can prepare the heart 
 
 For death's surprising hour. 
 
 £09 HYMN. C. M. 
 
 ^-'*^' w Comfort lor pious Parents. 
 
 Job 1: 21. The Lord gave, and the Lord hath taken 
 away: blessed, be the name of the Lord. 
 1 ~^7E mourning saints, whose streaming tear 
 X Flow o'er your children dead. 
 Say not, in transports of despair, 
 That all your hopes are fled. 
 -2 While cleaving to that darling dust, 
 In fond distress ye lie, 
 Rise, and with joy and reverence view 
 A heavenly Parent nigh! 
 
 3 Though, your young branches torn away. 
 
 Like wither' d trunks ye stand! 
 
 With fairer verdure shall ye bloom, 
 
 Touch'd by th' Almighty's hand. 
 
 4 'I'll give the mourner,' saith the Lord, 
 
 'In my own house a place; 
 'No names of daughters and of sons 
 1 Could yield so high a grace. 
 
 5 'Transient and vain is every hope 
 
 'A rising race can give; 
 'In endless honor and delight 
 'My children all shall live.' 
 
 6 We welcome, Lord, those rising tears, 
 
 Through which thy face we see, [hearts 
 
 And bless those wounds, which through our 
 Prepare a way for thee. 
 
DEATH AND RESURRECTION. S33, $34 
 ooo HYMN. Ss, 7s. 
 
 OOU Tiie departing Saint. 
 
 Heb. 1:6. There remaineth, therefore, a rest to ike 
 people of God. 
 
 1 TTAPPY soul, thy days are ended, 
 JlX All thy mourning days below, 
 Go, by angel guards attended, 
 
 To thy blessed Jesus, go! 
 
 2 Waiting to receive thy spirit, 
 
 Lo! the Saviour stands above, 
 Shows the glory of his merit, 
 Reaches out the crown of love. 
 
 3 Struggle through thy latest passion 
 
 To thy dear Redeemer's breast, 
 To his uttermost salvation, 
 To his everlasting rest. 
 
 4 For the joys he sets before thee 
 
 Bear a momentary pain; 
 Die to live a life of glory — 
 Suffer, with thy Lord to reign. . 
 
 qoa HYMN. C. M. 
 
 00 * Of a Youth. 
 
 Ps. 102:23. He shortened my days 
 Y Father calls me to his arms, 
 And willingly I go: 
 With cheerfulness I bid farewell 
 To every thing below, 
 
 2 My tender parents, kind and dear, 
 I bid farewell to you; 
 
 Though nature feels, and 1 can find 
 'Tis hard to say adieu. 
 
 3 My friends and kindred love me much. 
 Ye hold me near your heart; 
 
 And still I find that I can love, 
 And find it hard to part. 
 
 4 Ye brothers, sisters, me you love, 
 And love I also feel; 
 
 I see your tender passions move— 
 Your grief you can't coneaaL 
 
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836, 836 DEATH AND KESUKRECTION. 
 
 5 But do not weep or grieve for me, 
 
 You know 1 must go heme; 
 I was upon a visit here, 
 And now I must return. 
 
 6 Farewell, thou world, with all thy toys! 
 
 For thou hast been to me 
 A world of transitory joys, 
 Of sin and vanity. 
 
 7 Now 1 rejoice to leave this world 
 
 Of sorrow, sin, and pain; 
 I know I'm washd in Jesns' blood, 
 And shall a crown obtain. 
 
 8 I'm going to my heavenly Friend, 
 
 My Jesus and my all: 
 He calls to take me to his arms — 
 X will obey the call. 
 
 fiQ r HYMN. L. M. 
 
 OOD p g . 37 ; 37. F or t k e end of that man is peace. 
 
 1 OWEET is the scene when christians die, 
 O When holy souls retire to rest: 
 How mildly beams the closing eye! 
 
 How gently heaves th' expiring breast. 
 
 2 So fades a summer cloud away, 
 
 So sinks the gale when storms are o'er; 
 So gently shuts the eye of day. 
 So dies a wave along the shore. 
 
 3 Triumphant smiles the victor's brow, 
 
 Fann'd by some guardian angel's wing, 
 O grave! where is thy vict'ry now, 
 
 And where, O death, where is thy sting! 
 
 oor HYMN. L. M. Watts. 
 
 oou Eev. 14: 13. Blessed are ike dead that die in the 
 
 Lord. 
 
 1 T"] NVEIL thy bosom, faithful tomb; 
 
 l^' Take this new treasure to thy trust. 
 And give these sacred relics room, 
 To seek a slumber in the dust. 
 
 2 Nor pain, hot grief, nor anxious fear 
 
 Invade thy bounds* No mortal woes 
 Cen vespcb the -.peaceful sleeper fcere ? 
 While angels vraich \hh soft fepb*e 
 
DEATH AND RESURRECTION. 837, 838 
 
 3 So Jesus slept — God's dying Son 
 
 Pass'd through the grave, and bless'd the bed; 
 Rest here, bless'd saint, till from his throne 
 The morning break and pierce the shade. 
 
 4 Break from his throne — illustrious mom 
 
 Attend, earth, his sovereign wordj 
 Restore thy trusi, a glorious form, 
 Call'd to ascend and meet the Lord. 
 
 837 
 
 HYMN. C. M. 
 Ps . 41 : 3. Tkou wilt make all kis bed in his sick- 
 ness. 
 
 1 TJTTHEN sickness shakes the languid frame, 
 
 VV Each dazzling pleasure flies, 
 Phantoms of bli.ss no more obscure 
 Uur long deluded eyes. 
 
 2 Then the tremendous arm of death 
 
 Its hated sceptre shows, . 
 And nature faints beneath the weight 
 Of complicated woes. 
 
 3 The tottering frame of mortal life 
 
 Shall crumble into dust; 
 Nature shall faint; but learn, my soul, 
 On nature's God to trust. 
 
 4 The man whose pious heart is fix'd 
 
 On his all-gracious God, 
 In every day may comfort find, 
 And kiss the chastening rod. 
 
 5 Nor him shall death itself alarm, 
 
 On heaven his soul relies; 
 With joy he views his Maker's love, 
 And with composure dies. 
 
 838 
 
 HYMN. S. M. Toplady. 
 Matth. 24: 44. Therefore be ye also ready. 
 
 1 "DREPARE me, gracious God! 
 
 |_ To stand before thy face: 
 Thy Spirit must the work perform, 
 For it is all of grace, 
 
 2 Ik Christ's obedience clothe, 
 And wash me in his blood; 
 
 So shall I lift my head with joy, 
 Among the sons of God. 
 
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Bd9, $40 DEATH £ND RESURRECTION, 
 
 3 Do thou my sins subdue, 
 
 Thy sovereign love make knowi>- 
 The spirit of my mind renew, 
 And save me in thy Son. 
 
 4 Let me attest thy power, 
 Let me thy goodness piove, 
 
 Till my full sou] can hold no more 
 Of everlasting love, 
 
 qoq HYSCT. C. M. ~Jhddridge. 
 
 O »->«-" Departed £*fnjte Asleep. 
 
 1 Tbess. 4: 14. Them also, tckich steep in Jeru&:- 
 will God bring with him. 
 I 'T£7"HY flow these torrents of distress?' 
 ti The gentle Saviour dies; 
 'Why are my sleeping saints survey's 
 'With unbeiiving eyteSs. 
 k Z 'Death's feeble arm shall never boast 
 *A friend of Christ is slain. 
 4 '^or o'er their meaner part in dnst 
 'A lasting power retain. 
 
 3 'I come, on wings of love — I come 
 
 'The slumberer to awake; 
 *My voice shall reach the deepest tomb, 
 'And all its bonds shall break. 
 
 4 'Touch'd by my hand, in smiles they rise— 
 
 'They rise to sleep no more; 
 •But rob'd with light and crowri'd with joy, 
 Tb endless day they soar.' 
 
 5 Jesus! our faith receives thy word, 
 
 And though fond nature weep, 
 Grace learns to hail the pious dead, 
 And emulate their sleep. 
 
 6 Our willing souls thy summons wait, 
 
 With them to rest and praise; 
 So Jet thy much lov'd presence cheer 
 These separating days. 
 
 840 
 
 HYMN. C. M. Doddridge. 
 Ps. 46: 10. Be still and know that lam God, 
 
 1 13EACE! 'tis the Lord Jehovah's hand 
 JL That blasts our joys in death, 
 Change? the visage once so dear, 
 And gathers back the breath. 
 
DEATH AND RESURRECTION. S41 
 
 2 'Tis he — the- Potentate supreme 
 
 Of all the world above — 
 Whose steady counsels wisely rule, 
 Nor from their purpose move. 
 
 3 'Tis He, whose justice might demand 
 
 Our souls a sacrifice; 
 Yet scatters with unwearied hand, 
 A thousand rich supplies. 
 
 4 Our covenant God and Father he 
 
 In Christ our bleeding Lord, 
 Whose grace can heal the bursting breast 
 
 With one reviving word. 
 o Fair garlands of immortal bliss 
 
 He weaves for every brow; 
 And shall rebellious passions rise, 
 
 When he corrects us now? 
 6 Silent we own Jehovah's name, 
 
 We kiss the scourging hand; 
 And yield our comforts and our life 
 
 To thy supreme command. 
 
 841 
 
 HYMN. L. M. 
 
 1 Thess. 4: 13. SofTool) not as those who have 
 no hope. 
 
 1 npHE God of love will sure indulge 
 
 X Theflowing tear, the heaving sigh, 
 When righteous persons fall around — 
 When tender friends and kindred die. 
 
 2 Yet not one anxious murm'ring thought 
 Should with our mourning passions blend; 
 Nor would our bleeding hearts forget 
 
 Th' almighty ever-living Friend. 
 
 3 Beneath a num'rous train of ills, 
 Our feeble flesh and heart may fail; 
 Yet shall our hope in thee, our God, 
 O'er ev'ry gloomy fear prevail. 
 
 4 Parent and husbaad, guard and guide, 
 Thou art each tender name in one: 
 On thee we cast our ev'ry care, 
 
 And comfort seek from thee alone., 
 
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842,843 DEATH AND RESURRECTION. 
 
 5 Our Father God. to thee we look, 
 Our rock, our portion, and our Friend, 
 And on thy covenant-love and truth 
 Our sinking souls shall still depend. 
 
 842 
 
 HYMN. C. M. Doddridge. 
 Heb. 9: 27; And as it is appointed unto men 
 once to die, but after this the Judgment. 
 
 1 TTEAYEN has eonfirm'd the great decree, 
 Jtl That Adam's race must die: 
 
 One general ruin sweeps them down, 
 And low in dust they lie. 
 
 2 Ye living men, the tomb survey, 
 
 Where you must quickly dwell; 
 Hark! how the awful summons sounds 
 In every funeral kneli. 
 
 3 Once you must die; and once for all 
 
 The solemn purport wei^h; 
 For know, that heaven or heil attend 
 On that important day. 
 
 4 Those eyes so long in darkness veil'd, 
 
 Must wake, the Judge to see; 
 And every word and every thought 
 Must pass his scrutiny. 
 
 5 Oh, may I, in the Judge, behold 
 
 My Saviour and my Friend! 
 And'far beyond the reach of death, 
 With all his saints ascend. 
 
 §43 HYMN. C. 3VI. Doddridge. 
 
 Heb. 13: 5. For he hath said, I will never leave 
 thee. 
 
 1 1VTOW let our drooping hearts revive, 
 Xl And all our tears be dry: 
 
 Why should those eyes be drown'd in grief, 
 Which view a Saviour nigh? 
 
 2 What though the arm of conqu'ring death 
 
 Does God's own house invade; 
 What though the prophet and the priest 
 Be number'd with the dead? 
 
 3 Though earthly shepherds dwell in dust, 
 
 The aged and the young; 
 The watchful eye in darkness clos'd, 
 And mute the instructive tongue; 
 
RESURRECTION. 844 
 
 4 IV eternal Shepherd still survives, 
 
 New comfort to impart; 
 His eye still guides us, and his voice 
 Still animates our heart. 
 
 5 *Lo\ 1 am with you,' saith the Lord, 
 
 *My church shall safe abide; 
 
 'For I will ne'er forsake my own, 
 
 'Whose souls in me confide.' 
 
 6 Through every scene of life and death, 
 
 This promise is our trust; 
 And this shall be our children's song, 
 When we are cold in duet. 
 
 844 
 
 HYMN. 8s, 7s, 4s. 
 Ps. 48: 14. He will be our guide even unto 
 death. 
 
 1 /~1 U1DE me, O thou great Jehovah! 
 vJT Pilgrim through this barren land; 
 I am weak, but thou art mighty, 
 
 Hold me with thy powerful hand: 
 Bread of heaven, 
 Feed me till I want no more. 
 
 2 Open thou the crystal fountain, 
 
 Whence the healing streams do flow, 
 Let the fiery cloudy pillar 
 
 Lead me all my journey through: 
 Strong Deliverer, 
 Be thou still my strength and shield. 
 
 3 When I tread the verge of Jordan, 
 
 Bid my anxious fears subside; 
 Death of deaths and hell's destruction, 
 
 Land me safe on Canaan's side. 
 Songs of praises 
 I will ever give to Thee, 
 
Uo KESURRECTIOxV 
 
 845 
 
 RESURRECTION. 
 HYMN. C. M. 
 
 The Prospect of the Resurrection. 
 John 5: 28. Marvel not at this; for the hour is coming 
 token all thai are in their graves shall /tear his voice. 
 
 1 TTQW long shall death the tyrant reign, 
 XI And triumph o'er the just; 
 
 While the rich blood of martys slain 
 Lies mingled with the dust? 
 
 2 Lo, I behold the scatter d shades, 
 
 The dawn of heav'n appears; 
 The sweet immortal morning spreads 
 Its blushes round the spheres. 
 
 3 I see the Lord of glory come, 
 
 And flaming guards around; 
 The skies divide to make him room, 
 The trumpet shakes the ground. 
 
 4 I hear the voice, 'Ye dead arise!' 
 
 And, lo! the graves obey; 
 And waking saints, with joyful eyes, 
 Salute th' expected day. 
 
 5 They leave the dust, and on the wing, 
 
 Rise to the midway air; 
 In shining garments meet their King, 
 And low adore him there. 
 
 6 O, may our humble spirits stand 
 
 Among them clothed in white! 
 The meanest place at his right hand 
 Is infinite delight. 
 
 7 How will our joy and wonder me, 
 
 When our returning King 
 Shall bear us homeward, through the skies, 
 On love's triumphant wing! 
 
DAY OF JUDGMENT- 846, S47 
 
 QAa HYMN. C. M. 
 
 ^ The Bodies of the Saiuis raised. 
 
 Rom~ 8: 11. He that raised up Christ from the dead 
 shall also quicken your mortal bodies. 
 
 1 XXTHY should our mourning thoughts delight 
 
 * * To grovel in the dust? 
 Or why should stTeams of rears unite 
 Around the expiring just? 
 
 2 Did not the Lord our Saviour die, 
 
 And triumph o'er the grave? 
 
 Did not our Lord ascend on high, 
 
 And prove his power to save? 
 
 3 Doth not the sacred Spirit come, 
 
 And dwell in ail the saints? 
 And should the temples of his grace 
 Resound with long complaints? 
 
 4 Awake, ray soul, and like the sun 
 
 Burst through each sable cloud: 
 And thou, my voice, though broke with sighs, 
 Tune forth thy songs aloud. 
 
 5 The Spirit raised my Saviour up, 
 
 When he had bled for me; 
 And, spile of death and hell, shall raise 
 Thy pious friends and thee. 
 
 6 Awake, ye saints, that dwell in dust, 
 
 Your hymns of victory sing; 
 And let his dying servants trust 
 Their ever-living: King. 
 
 DAY OF JUDG-MENT. 
 
 ©47 HYMN. 7, 4. Newton. 
 
 ^^ The liny of Judgment. 
 
 Rev. 6: 17. For the great day of his wrath is come, 
 and who shall be able to stand. 
 1 T\ A Y °f judgment— day of wonders! 
 $l_J Hark the trumpet's awful sound, 
 Louder than a thousand thunders, 
 Shakes the vast creation round! 
 How the summons 
 Will the sinner's heart confound! 
 Q6 
 
848 DAY OF JUDGMENT. 
 
 2 See the judge our nature wearing, 
 
 Cloth'd in majesty divine! 
 You, who long for his appearing, 
 
 Then shall say, 'This God is mine!' 
 Gracious Saviour! 
 Own me in that day for thine! 
 
 3 At his call the dead awaken, 
 
 Rise to life from earth and sea: 
 All the pow'rs of nature, shaken 
 
 By his looks, prepare to flee; 
 Careless sinner! 
 What will then become of thee? 
 
 4 Horrors, past imagination, 
 
 Will surprise your trembling heart, 
 When you hear your condemnation. 
 
 'Hence, accursed, wretch, depart! 
 'Thou with Satan 
 'And his angels hast thy part!' 
 
 5 But to those who have confessed, 
 
 Lov'd and serv'd the Lord below, 
 He will say, 'Come near, ye blessed! 
 
 'See the kingdom I bestow! 
 4 You, forever. 
 'Shall my love and glory know.' 
 
 6 Under sorrows and reproaches, 
 
 May this thought our courage raise! 
 Swiftly God's great day approaches, 
 
 Sigh's shall then be chang'd to praise! 
 May we triumph, 
 When the world is in a blaze! 
 
 848 HYMN. C. M. Steunttt. 
 
 ^^^ The La«t Judgment. 
 
 Matth. '26: 1-1. And then shall the end come. 
 
 1 ■ FT E comes! he comes! to judge the world, 
 
 JLJl Aloud thy archangel cries! 
 While thunders roll from polp to pole, 
 And lightnings cleave the skies. 
 
 2 Th' affrighted nations hear the sound 
 
 And upward lift their eyes: 
 The slumb'ring tenants of the ground, 
 In living armies rise. 
 
DAY OF JUDGMENT. 549 
 
 3 Amid the shouts of num'rous friends, 
 
 Of hosts divinely bright, 
 The Judge in solemn pomp descends, 
 Array'd in robes of light. 
 
 4 His head and hairs are white as snow, 
 
 His eyes a fiery name, 
 A radiant crown adorns his brow, 
 And Jesus is his name. 
 
 5 Writ on his thigh his name appears, 
 
 And scars his victories tell; 
 Lo! in his hand the Conqueror bears 
 The keys of death and hell. 
 
 6 So he ascends the judgment-seat, 
 
 And, at his dread command, 
 Myriads of creatures round his feet 
 In solemn silence stand. 
 
 7 Princes and peasants here expect 
 
 Their last, their righteous doom: 
 The men who dar'd his grace reject, 
 And they who dar'd presume. 
 
 8 'Depart, ye sons of vice and sin!* 
 
 The injur'd Jesus cries; 
 While the long kindling-wrath within 
 Flashes from both his eyes. 
 
 9 And now in words divinely sweet, 
 
 With rapture ?d his face, 
 Aloud his sacred lips repeat 
 
 The sentence of his grace: 
 10 'Well done, my good and faithful sons, 
 
 'The children of my love! 
 'Receive the sceptres, crowns, and thrones, 
 
 'Prepar'd for you above.' 
 
 849 
 
 , HYMN. 8, 7, 4. 
 Rev. 1: 7. Behold he comeih with clouds, and 
 every eye shall see him. 
 
 IT 0! He comes, with clouds descending, 
 § A Once for favor'd sinners slain: 
 Thousand, thousand saints attending, 
 
 Swell the triumph of his train: 
 Hallelujah, 
 Jesus now shall ever reign! 
 
SoO DAY OF JUDGMENT. 
 
 2 Ev'ry eye shall now behold him 
 
 Rob'd in dreadful majesty; 
 Those who .set at naught and sold him, 
 
 Pierc'd and nail'd him to ihe tree, 
 Deeply wailing, 
 Shall the great Messiah see! 
 
 3 Ev'ry island, sea, and mountain, 
 
 Heaven and earth shall flee away; 
 All who hate him must, confounded, 
 
 Hear the trump proclaim the day: 
 Come to judgment! 
 Come to judgment! come away! 
 
 4 Now redemption, Ions: expected* 
 
 See in solemn pomp appear! 
 All his saints, by man rejected, 
 
 Now shall meet him in the air ! 
 Hallelujah! 
 
 See the day of God appear! 
 o Answer thine own Bride and Spirit, 
 
 Hasten, Lord, the general doom! 
 The new heav'n and earth t' inherit, 
 
 Take thy pining exiles home: 
 All creation 
 
 Travails, groans, rind bids Thee come! 
 6 Yea! Amen! let all adore Thee, 
 
 High on thine exalted throne: 
 Saviour! take the pow'r and glory; 
 
 Claim the kingdoms for thine own! 
 0, come quickly! 
 Halleluiah! come, Lord, come! 
 
 e^A HYMN. 8,7,4. 
 
 - Matth. 26: 30. And then shall appear the sign 
 
 of the Son of Man in heaven. 
 1 T O! he cometh! countless trumpets 
 I A Blow, to raise the sleeping dead, 
 'Mid ten thousand saints and angels, 
 
 See their great exalted Head! 
 Hallelujah, 
 
 Welcome, welcome, Son of God! 
 1 Now his merit, by the harpers, 
 
 Through tlr eternal deep resounds; 
 Now resplendent shine hi* nail -prints, 
 
PAY OF JUDGMENT. m 
 
 Every eye ska!] see his wounds; 
 They who pierc'd him 
 Shall at his appearance wait. 
 
 3 Full of joyful expectation, 
 
 Saints, behold the Judge appear 
 Truth .and justice go before him, 
 
 Now the joyful sentence hear! 
 Hallelujah, 
 Welcome, welcome, Judge divine. 
 
 4 'Come, ye blessed of my Father, 
 
 Enter into life and joy! 
 Banish all your fears and sorrows. 
 
 Endless praise be your employ.! 
 Hallelujah, 
 Boundless glory to the Lamb. 
 
 «r.i HYMN. S.e,. 
 
 ***** Maun, 25: 31. When the Son of Man -shell com* 
 and uli the holy angels wil/i him. 
 
 1 f\$ yonder glorious height 
 K.J King JesK-s doth appear, 
 Upon the Judgment seat, 
 
 With millions at his bar; 
 Behold the awful £uxis;e is come t 
 To fix their everlasting -doom. 
 
 2 Sinners must now come forth. 
 
 And stand before the Lord, 
 Whose word they seorn'd on earth, 
 Whose children they abhor' d; 
 Then speaks the Judge, 'Y« sinners, go 
 'From my blest face to endless wo.' 
 
 3 Ba t no w , in y sou 1, b eh o 1 d 
 
 That host at his right hand: 
 O, see the blood-watdr d. world 
 Boldly before him stand: 
 How pleased they look, how -bright they shine- 
 While Jesus cries ' Tnesc, these are mine.' 
 4. Them are my holy race, 
 
 These did resound my fame; 
 These priz'd redeeming grace, 
 These lov'd and fear'd my name; 
 And these shall now ascend with m« 
 %q mansions of eternal eaw 
 
852, 853 DAY OF JUDGMENT. 
 
 852 HYMN. L. M. Medley. 
 
 Mattb. 2a: 4o. 4 4«d tAesie shall go away into 
 everlasting punishment. 
 
 1 i^l BEAT Judge of all! that day will come, 
 vJ When mortals must receive their doom; 
 Oh hear our cry, and grant, we may, 
 
 Of Thee find mercy in that day! 
 
 2 The awful summons shall go forth 
 From east to west, from south to north — 
 Devils and men to jrjdgmtnit come, 
 
 And hear your everlasting doom! 
 
 3 Think, oh my soul, thou must appear 
 And pass the judgment at this bar; 
 What now does God and conscience say? 
 Wilt thou find mercy in that day? 
 
 4 Dost thou by faith to Jesus flee? 
 
 Is his dear image stamp' d on thee? 
 If so let nothing thee dismay, 
 Thou shalt find mercy in that day. 
 
 5 Eternal Judge! Almighty Lord! 
 
 Seal home, and bless thy solemn word; 
 And Oh, that we poor sinners may 
 Of Thee find mercy in that day. 
 
 853 
 
 HYMN. C. M. 
 Isa. 6: 1. Arise, skint, fur thy light is come, and 
 the glory of the Lord is risen upon thee. 
 
 1 A RISE and shine, Zion fair, 
 ,/\ Behold thy light is come: 
 Thy glorious conq'ring king is near, 
 
 To take his exiles home: 
 The trumpet sounding through the sky, 
 
 To set poor captives Iree: 
 The day of wonder now is nigh, 
 
 The year of jubilee. 
 
 2 Y r e heralds blow your trumpets loud, 
 
 The earth must know her doom; 
 Go spread the news from pole to pole, 
 
 Beheld the Judge is come: 
 Blow out the sun, burn up the earth, 
 
 Consume the rolling fiood! 
 Bid every star now disappear, 
 
 And turn the moon to blood, 
 
DAY OF JUDGMENT. 854, 855 
 
 3 Arise ye nations under ground, 
 
 Before the Judge appear; 
 Ail tongues and languages shall come, 
 
 Their final doom to hear! 
 King Jesus on his dazzling ihrone, 
 
 Ten thousand angels round; 
 And Gabriel with appropriate trump, 
 
 Echo's the awful sound. 
 
 4 The glorious news of gospel grace 
 
 To sinners now is o'er; 
 The trump in Zion now is still, 
 
 And to be heard no more; 
 The watchmen all hare left its walls, 
 
 And with their flocks above, 
 On Canaan's peaceful shore they sing. 
 
 And shout redeeming love. 
 
 §54 HYMN. L. M. 
 
 Rev. 6: 16. Mountains and rocks fall on us, and 
 hide us from the face of the Lamb, for the great day of 
 his wrath is come. 
 
 i rpHAT day of wrath! that dreadful day, 
 JL When heaven and earth shall pass away! 
 What power shall be the sinner's stay? 
 How shall he meet that dreadful day, 
 
 2 When shrivelling like a parched scroll, 
 The naming heavens together roll, 
 And louder yet — and yet more dread, 
 Swells the high trump that wakes the dead? 
 
 3 Oh, on that day — that wrathful day, 
 When man to judgment wakes from clay, 
 Be thou, Christ! thy children's stay, 
 Though heaven and earth shall pass away. 
 
 055 HYMN. L. M. Davies. 
 
 Isa. 24: 20. And the earth shall reel like a 
 drunkard. 
 1 TTQW great, how terrible that God 
 Xl Who shakes creation with his nod! 
 He frowns — earth, sea, all nature's frame, 
 £ink in one. universal fiame. 
 
Bm DAY OF JUDGMENT. 
 
 2 WbeTe now, -where shall sinners seek 
 For shelter in the general wreck? 
 Shall ialling rocks be o'er them thrown? 
 See rocks, like snow, dissolving down. 
 
 3 In vain for mercy now they cry; 
 In lakes of liquid lire they lie; 
 There on the flaming billows tost, 
 For ever — 0, forever lost! 
 
 4 But, saints, undaunted and serene, 
 Your eyes shall view the dreadful scene; 
 Your Saviour lives, the worlds expire, 
 And earth and skies dissolve in fire. 
 
 5 Jesus, the helpless creature's Friend, 
 To Thee my all I dare commend; 
 Thou canst preserve my feeble soul, 
 "When lightnings blaze from pole to pole. 
 
 «?5fi HYMN. L. M. 
 
 u 2d Pet. 3: 12. The day of God, wherein the 
 
 heavens being on jlre y shall be dissolved. 
 
 1 "]\/|"Y waken'd soul, extend thy wings 
 JLtJL Beyond the verge of mortal things; 
 See this vain world in smoke decay, 
 
 And rocks and mountains melt away. 
 
 2 Behold the fiery deluge roll, 
 
 Through heaven's wide arch, from pole to poles 
 Pale sun, no more thy lustre boast: 
 Tremble and fall, ye starry host. 
 
 3 This wreck of nature all around — 
 The angel's shout, the trumpet's sound, 
 Loud the descending Judge proclaim, 
 And echo his tremendous name. 
 
 4 Children of Adam, all appear 
 With rev'rencc round his awful bar; 
 For, as his lips pronounce, ye go 
 To endless, bliss or endless wo! 
 
 & Lord, to my eyes this see!>e display 
 Frequent through each returning day;. 
 And let thy grace my soul prepare 
 To meet its full redemption there I 
 
DAY OF JUDGMENT. Sol, 80S 
 
 0517 HYMN. L. M. 
 
 Rev. 10: 1?. And the books were opened. 
 
 J "jVTETHLNKS the last great day is come, 
 JLtJL Methinka I hear the trumpet sound 
 That shakes the earth, rends every tomb, 
 And wakes the prisoners underground. 
 
 2 The mighty deep gives up her trust, 
 Aw'd by the Judge's high command; 
 Both small and great now quit their dust, 
 And round the dread tribunal stand. 
 
 3 Behold the awful books display'c. 
 Big with the important fates of men: 
 Each deed and word now public made, 
 As wrote by Heaven's unerring pen. 
 
 4 To every sou], the books assign 
 The joyous or the dread reward: 
 Sinners in vain lament and pine; 
 No pleas the Judge will here regard. 
 
 5 Lord, when these awful leaves unfold, 
 May life's fair book rny soul approve: 
 There may 1 read my name enroll' d, 
 And triumph in redeeming- love. 
 
 858 , HYMN. S. M. Doddridge. 
 
 Matth . 25: 4.1. D qxi rt from m e yt cu rsed. 
 1 A SD will the Judge descend? 
 JTjL And must the dead arise? 
 And not a single soul escape 
 His all-discerning eves? 
 
 2 And from his righteous lips 
 iShall this dread sentence sound; 
 
 And, through the numerous guilty throng, 
 spread black despair around? 
 
 3 * Depart from me, accurs'd, 
 To everlasting tiame, 
 
 For rebel-angels hrst-prepar'd, 
 Where mercy never came.' 
 
 4 How will my heart endure 
 The terrors of that day: 
 
 When earth and heaven, before his face, 
 Astonish' d, shrink aWay? 
 
 
 
$59 DAY OF JUDGMENT. 
 
 5 But ere that trumpet shakes 
 The mansions of the dead; 
 
 Hark, from the gospel's cheering sound, 
 What joyful tidings spread! 
 
 6 Ye sinners seek his grace, 
 Whose wrath ye cannot bear; 
 
 Fly to the shelter of his cross; 
 
 And find salvation there. 
 
 So bhail that curse remove, 
 
 By which the Saviour bled; 
 And the Jast awful day shall pour 
 
 His blessings en your head. 
 
 859 
 
 HYMN. C. M. Doddridge. 
 Matth. 25: 34. Come ye blessed of my Father, 
 
 inherit the kingdom prepared for yoxt. 
 
 1 A TTEJSD, my ear; my heart, rejoice, 
 r\_ While Jesus from his throne, 
 
 Before the bright angeJic hosts, 
 Makes his last sentence known. 
 
 2 When sinners, cursed from his face, 
 
 To raging fiames are driven; 
 His voice, with melody divine, 
 Thus calls his saints to heaven: 
 
 3 'Bless d of my Father, all draw near, 
 
 Receive the great reward; 
 And rise, with raptures, to possess 
 The kingdom love prepar'd. 
 
 4 Ere earth's foundations first were laid, 
 
 His sov'reign purpose wrought, 
 And rear'd those palaces divine 
 To which you now are brought. 
 
 5 There shall you reign unnumber' years, 
 
 Protected by his power; 
 "While sin and death, and pains and cares, 
 Shall vex your souls no more.' 
 
 6 Come, dear majestic Saviour! come, 
 
 This jubilee proclaim! 
 And teach us language fit to praise 
 So great, so dear a name. 
 
HEAVEN AND HELL, 360, S6l 
 
 QQQ HYMN. L. M. Watts. 
 
 Rev. 22: 20. £v«n *>o come Lord Jesus. 
 
 1 "ITT HEN shall thy lovely face be seen? 
 
 VV When shall our eves behold our God? 
 What lengths of distance lie between, 
 And hills of guilt! a heavy load! 
 
 2 Our months are ages of delay, 
 And slowly every minute wears: 
 Fly, winged time, and roll away 
 These tedious rounds of sluggish years! 
 
 3 Ye heav'nly gates, loose all your chains! 
 Let the eternal pillars bow! 
 
 Blest Saviour! cleave the starry plains, 
 And make the crystal mountains flow! 
 
 4 Hark, how thy saims unite their cries, 
 And pray and wait the gen'ral doom! 
 Come, Thou, the soul of all our joys! 
 Thou, the Desire of Nation's come! 
 
 5 Put thy bright robes of triumph on, 
 And bless our eyes, and bless our ears, 
 Thou absent Love, thou dear Unknown, 
 Thou fairest of ten thousand fairs! 
 
 HEAVEN AND HELL. 
 
 gg| HYMN. L. M. Doddridge. 
 
 Luke 16: 25. But Abraham said, sou, remember 
 that thou in thy life time receivedst thy good things. 
 
 1 "j N what confusion earth appears — 
 
 J God's dearest children baih'd in tears! 
 While they, who heaven itself deride, 
 Riot in luxury and pride. 
 
 2 But patient let my soul attend, 
 And, ere I censure, view the end; 
 That end how different! who can tell 
 The wide extremes of heav'n and hel)^ 
 
m: * HKAYE-X AND HELL.. 
 
 3 See the red flames around him twine 
 Who did in gold and purple shine: 
 Nor can his tongue one drop obtain 
 T' allay the scorching of his pain. 
 
 4 While round the saint. so poor below. 
 Full rivers of salvation flow; 
 
 On Abram's breast he leans his head, 
 And banquets on celestial bread. 
 
 5 Jesus, my Saviour, let rne share 
 The meanest of thy servants' fare: 
 May 1 at last approach to taste 
 
 The blessings of thy marriage-feast. 
 
 862 HYMN. C. M. RyJanr!. 
 
 Hell lUe Pinner', ownpiiice. 
 Acts \ : 25. Thai he might go to his own place, 
 
 1 T ORD, when I read the traitor's doom, 
 JLJ To 'his own place consign'd, 
 What holy fear, and humble hope, 
 
 Alternate fill my mind! 
 
 2 Traitor to Thee 1 too have been. 
 
 But sav'd by matchless grace; 
 Or else the lowest, honest hell, 
 Had surely been my place. 
 
 3 Thither I was by law adjudg'd, 
 
 And thitherward riibh'd on; 
 And there in my eternal doom 
 Thy justice might have shone. 
 
 4 But, lo! (what wondrous, matchless love!) 
 
 I call a place my own, 
 On earth, within the gospel sound, 
 And at thy gracious throne. 
 
 5 A place is mine among thy saints, 
 
 A place at Jesus' feet, 
 And I expect in heaven a place 
 Where saints and angels meet. 
 
 6 Blest Lamb of God, thy sovereign grace 
 
 To all around I'll tell, 
 Which irnde a place in glory mine, 
 Whose just desert was hell. 
 
HEAVEN AND HELL. 863, 864 
 
 oa<\ HYMN. L. M. 
 
 ouo - Jer. 27: 13. VT'Av tot// ye die. 
 
 1 ClKN&R, why so thoughtltees grown! 
 lO Why in such dreadful haste to die I 
 Baring to leap to worlds unknown, 
 Heedless against thy God to Hy? 
 
 2 Wilt thou despise eternal fate, 
 Urg'd on by sin's fantastic dreams? 
 Madly attempt th' infernal gate, 
 And force thy passage to the flames? 
 
 3 Stay, sinner! on the Gospel plains, 
 Behold the God of love unfold 
 The glories of his dying pains, 
 Forever telling, yet untold. 
 
 864 HYMN. L. M. Anonymous. 
 
 The. World \v« have not ? eu. 
 1 Gor. 2: 9. Eye hath not seen, neither have entered into 
 
 the heart of 'man the things which God hath, prepared 
 
 for them that love him. 
 
 1 rpHERE is a world we have not seen 
 
 That time shall never dare destroy! 
 Where mortal footstep hath not been, 
 Nor ear has caught its .sounds of joy. 
 
 2 There is a region lovelier far 
 
 Than sages tell or poets sing. 
 Brighter than summer's beauties are, 
 And solter than the tints of spring. 
 
 3 There is a world, and 0, how blest* 
 
 Fairer than prophets ever told; 
 And never did an angel guest 
 One half its blessedness unfold! 
 
 4 It is all holy and serene, 
 
 The land of glory and repose; 
 And there, to dim the radiant scene, 
 The tear of sorrow never flows, 
 
 5 No! for this world is ever bright, 
 
 Wit!) a pure radiance all Its own: 
 The streams of uncreated light 
 
 Flow round it from th' eternal throne. 
 
 6 There, forms that mortals may not see, 
 
 Too glorious for the eye to trace, 
 And clad in peerless majesty, 
 Move with unutterable grace, 
 
$66 HEAVEN AND HELL. 
 
 7 In vain the philosophic eye 
 
 May seek to view the fair abode, 
 Or find it in U>e curtain'd sky: 
 It is the dwelli?ig-place of God. 
 
 865 HYMN. L. M. Watts. 
 
 1 Cor. 13: 12. For now we see through a glass 
 darkly, but then face to Jace. 
 
 1 ~JT\0 flesh and nature dread to die? 
 
 xJ And timorous thoughts our minds enslave?. 
 Bat grace can raise our hopes on high, 
 And quell the terrors of the grave. 
 
 2 What, shall we run to gain the crown, 
 
 Yet grieve to think the goal so near? 
 Afraid to have our labors done, 
 And finish this important war? 
 
 3 Do we not dwell in clouds below? 
 
 And little know the God we love? 
 Why should we like this twilight so, 
 When 'tis all noon in worlds above? 
 
 4 There shall we see him face to face, 
 
 There we shall know the great Unknown; 
 And Jesus, with his glorious grace, 
 Shines in full light around the throne. 
 
 5 When we put off this fleshly load, 
 
 We're from a thousand mischiefs free; 
 Forever present with our God, 
 Where we have longed and wished to be. 
 
 6 No more shall pride or passion rise, 
 
 Or envy fret, or malice roar, 
 Or sorrow mourn with downcast eyes, 
 And sin defile our souls no more. 
 
 7 'Tis best, 'tis infinitely best, 
 
 To go where tempters cannot come; 
 Where saints and angels, ever bless'd, 
 Dwell and enjoy their heavenly home. 
 
 8 0, for a visit fiom my God, 
 
 To drive my fears of death away, 
 And help me through this darksome road, 
 To realms of everlasting day. 
 
HEAVEN AND HELL. 866, 867 
 
 866 HYMN. C. M. Steele. 
 
 Isa. 25: 8. He will swallow up death in victory— 
 and wipe away teats from all faces. 
 
 1 /^10ME, Lord, and warm each languid heart, 
 \^J Inspire each lifeless tongue; 
 
 And let the joys of heaven impart 
 Their influence to our song. 
 
 2 Sorrow and pain, and ev'ry care, 
 
 And discord there shall cease; 
 And perfect joy, and love sincere, 
 Adorn the realms of peace. 
 
 3 The soul, from sin forever free, 
 
 Shall mourn its pow'r no more; 
 But cloth'd in spotless purity, 
 Redeeming love adore. 
 
 4 There on a throne, (how dazzling bright!) 
 
 Th' exalted Saviour shines; 
 And beams ineffable delight 
 On all the heav'nly minds. 
 
 5 There shall the foll'wers of the Lamb 
 
 Join in immortal songs; 
 And endless honors to his name 
 Employ their tuneful tongues. 
 
 6 Lord, tune our hearts to praise and love, 
 
 Our feeble notes inspire; 
 Till, in thy blissful courts above, 
 We join th' angelic choir. 
 
 ofi7 HYMN. C. M. Doddridge. 
 
 Rom. 13: 11. For now is our salvation nearer 
 than when we believed. 
 
 1 A WAKE, ye saints, and raise your eyes — 
 j_jL And raise your voices high; 
 
 Awake, and praise that sovereign love 
 That shows salvation nigh. 
 
 2 On all the wings of time it flies, 
 
 Each moment brings it near; 
 Then welcome each, declining day, 
 And each revolving year! 
 
 3 Not many years their round shall run, 
 
 Not many mornings rise, 
 Ere all its glories stand reveal'd 
 To our admiring eyes, 
 
668, 869 D0XOL0G1ES. 
 
 •i Ye wheels of nature, speed your course! 
 Ye mortal pow'rs decay! 
 Fast as >e bring the night of death, 
 Ye bring eternal day. 
 
 £gg HYMN. L. M. Steel* 
 
 ■ John 17: 24. .Father I wilt that they also whom 
 
 thou hast given me, be icith me where 1 am. 
 
 1 S~\ FOR a sweet inspiring ray, 
 V_/ To animate our feeble strains, 
 From the bright realms of endless day, 
 The blissful realms where Jesus reigns. 
 
 2 There, low before his glorious throne, 
 Adoring saints and angels fall; 
 
 And, with delightful worship, own 
 
 His smile their bliss, their heav'n, their all. 
 
 3 immortal glories crown his head; 
 While tuneful hallelujah's rise, 
 
 And love and joy, and triumph spread 
 Through all the assemblies of the skies. 
 
 4 He smiles, and seraphs tune their songs 
 To boundless rapture while they gaze: 
 Ten thousand thousand joyful tongues 
 Kesound his everlasting praise. 
 
 5 There all the favorites of the Lamb 
 Shall join at last the heav'nly choir: 
 0, may the joy-inspiring theme 
 Awake our faith and warm desire! 
 
 6 Dear Saviour! let thy Spirit seal 
 Our int'rest in that blissful place; 
 Till death remove this mortal veil, 
 And we behold thy lovely face. 
 
 DOXOLOGIES. 
 
 869 HYMN. 10s. Us. Hammond. 
 
 1 TF Jesus is ours we have a true friend! 
 
 1_ His goodness endures the same to the end! 
 Our comforts may vary, our frames may decline, 
 W« cannot miscarry, our aid is divine. 
 
DOXOLO G1ES . 670—874 
 
 2 Though God may delay to show us his light, 
 And heaviness may endure for a night, 
 Yet joy in the morning shall surely abound 
 l\ : o shadow of turning in Jesus is found. 
 
 870 
 
 HYMN. L. M. 
 
 1 "pRAISE God, from whom all blessings fiow, 
 Ji Praise him, all creatures here below; 
 Praise him above, ye heavenly host; 
 Praise, Father, Son, and HoJy Ghost. 
 
 371 HYMN. C. M. Cennick. 
 
 1 7VT OT unto us, but Thee alone, 
 JJtI Blest Lamb, be glory given: 
 Here shall thy praises be begun, 
 
 And carried on in heaven. 
 
 2 Till we the veil of flesh lay down, 
 
 Accept our weaker lays:" 
 And when we reach thy blissful throne, 
 We'll give Thee nobler praise. 
 
 g72 HYMN CM. 
 
 1 rpO Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, 
 _L The God whom we adore, 
 Be everlasting honors paid, 
 Henceforth, forevermore. 
 
 g73 HYMN. 7s. 
 
 1 OIN G we to our God above, 
 jkJ Praise eternal as his love; 
 Praise him. all ye heavenly host, 
 Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. 
 
 374 HYMN. C. M. Watts. 
 
 IT ET God the Father, and the Son, 
 J A And Spirit be adored, 
 Where there ace wotIss to mafee hire known, 
 Or saints to love trre Lord, 
 
875— S78 DOXOLO GIES. 
 
 875 HYMN. S. M. Watts. 
 
 1 *VTE angels round the throne, 
 
 X And saints that dwell below, 
 Worship the Father, praise the Son, 
 And ble^s the Spirit too. 
 
 876 HYMN. S. M. DobtlL 
 
 1 f~\ PRAISE the Lord, ye saints, 
 \J And hymns of glory sing; 
 He will redress your long complaints, 
 And swift deliverance bring. 
 
 877 HYMN. S. M. FawcetU 
 
 1 /^V 'TIS a sweet employ, 
 
 \J To join in worship here; 
 But when in heaven, how great the joy 
 To see each other there! 
 
 878 HYMN. 8,4,7. 
 
 1 f^ LORY, be to God the Father, 
 \J Glory to the eternal Son; 
 Sound aloud the Spirit's praises, 
 
 Join the elders round the throne: 
 Hallelujah, 
 Hail the glorious Three in One! 
 
PART II. 
 

SONGS. 
 
 GOD. 
 
 SONG. L. M. Medley. 
 The Loving Kindness of the Lord. 
 
 1 \ WARE, my soul, in joyful lays, 
 
 _OL And sing thy great Kedeemer'a praise; 
 He justly claims a song from me, 
 His loving kindness, how free! 
 
 2 He saw me ruin'd in the fall. 
 Yet lov'd me notwithstanding all; 
 He sav'd me from my lost estate, 
 His loving-kindness, how great! 
 
 3 Though num'rous hosts of mighty foes, 
 Though earth and hell my way oppose, 
 He safely leads my soul along, 
 
 His loving-kindness, how strong! 
 •£ When trouble, like a gloomy cloud, 
 Has gather'd thick and thunder'd loud,. 
 He near my soul has always stood, 
 His loving-kindness, how good! 
 
 5 Often 1 feel my sinful heart 
 Prone from my Jesus to depart; 
 But though 1 have him oft forgot, 
 His loving kindness changes not. 
 
 6 Soon shall T pass the gloomy vale, 
 Soon all my mortal powers must fail; 
 0! may my last expiring breath 
 
 His loving-kindness sing in death. 
 
 7 Then let me mount and soar away 
 To the bright world of endless day; 
 And sing, with rapture and surprise, 
 His loving-kindness in the skies. 
 
'2 t 3 GOD. 
 
 O SONG, ll's. S . 
 
 ~* The Meify of God. 
 
 i npHV mercy, my God, is the theme of toy song, 
 JL The joy of my heart, and the boast of my tongue, 
 Thy free grace alone, from the first to the last, 
 Hath won rny affections, and bound my soul fast. 
 
 2 Without thy sweet mercy I could not live here, 
 Sin soon would reduce me to utter despair; 
 
 But, through thy free goodness, my spirits revive, 
 And lie that first made me, still keeps me alive. 
 
 3 Thy mercy is more than a match for my heart, 
 Which wonders to feel its own hardness depart; 
 Dissolved by thy goodness, I fail to the ground, 
 And weep to the praise of the mercy 1 found. 
 
 4 The door of thy mercy stands open all day 
 
 To the poor and the needy, who knock by the way; 
 No sinner shall ever be empty sent back, 
 Who comes seeking mercy for Jesus's sake. 
 
 5 Thy mercy in Jesus exempts me from hell: 
 Its glories r 11 sin?, and its wonders Til tell: 
 'Twas Jesus wiy friend, when he hung on the tree, 
 Who opened the channel of mercy for me. 
 
 6 Great Father of mercies! thy goodness I own, 
 And the covenant love of thy crucified Son; 
 All praise to the Spirit, whose whisper divine, 
 Seals mercy and pardon and righteousness mine! 
 
 o SONG. 6. 4. 
 
 Hymn to the Trinity. 
 I r"10ME, thou Almighty King, 
 V_y Help us thy name to sing, 
 
 Help us to praise, 
 Father all glorious, 
 O'er all victorious, 
 Come and reign over us, 
 Ancient of days. 
 '2 Jesus our Lord arise, 
 Scatter our enemies, 
 
 A n d in a k e them fall : 
 Let thy Almighty aid 
 Our sure defence be made, 
 Our souls on thee be slotf'd. 
 (/~-rd hear our call. 
 
PROVIDENCE. 
 
 3 Come, thou incarnate Word, 
 Gird on thy mighty sword, 
 
 Our prayer attend. 
 Come, and thy people blens, 
 And give thy word success, 
 >pirit of holiness, 
 On us descend. 
 •4 Come, holy Comforter, 
 Thy sacred witness bear, 
 
 In this glad hour; 
 Thou who Almighty art, 
 "Now rule in every heart, 
 And ne'er from us depart, 
 Spirit of power. 
 5 To thee, great One in Three, 
 Kternal praises be, 
 Hence evermore; 
 His sovereign Majesty 
 May we in glory yee T 
 And to eternity 
 Love and adore. 
 
 PROVIDENCE. 
 
 SONG. C. M. Newton. 
 1 Kings 17: 16. And the barrd of meal wasted not. 
 
 1 "O Y the poor widow's oil and meal 
 13 Elijah was sustain' d; 
 
 Though small the stock, it lasted well, 
 For God the store maintain' d. 
 
 2 It seem'd as if, from day to day, 
 
 They were to eat and die: 
 But still, though in a secret way, 
 He sent a fresh supply. 
 
 3 Thus to his poor he still will give 
 
 Just for the present hour; 
 But for to-morrow they must live 
 Upon his word and power. 
 
THE SCRIPTURES. 
 
 4 No barn or store-house they possess, 
 
 On which they can depend; 
 Yet have no cause to fear distress; 
 For Jesus is their friend. 
 
 5 Then let no doubts your mind assail; 
 
 Remember, God has said, 
 'The cruse and barrel shall not fail, 
 My people shall be fed/ 
 
 6 And thus, though faint it often seems, 
 
 He keeps their grace alive; 
 Supplied by his refreshing streams, 
 Their dying hopes revive. 
 
 7 Though in ourselves we have no stock, 
 
 The Lord is nigh to save; 
 His door flies open when we knock, 
 And 'tis but ask and have. 
 
 THE SCRIPTURES. 
 p; SONG. P. to. 
 
 Tiie Family Bible. 
 
 1 TTOW painfully pleasing the fond recollection 
 .LX Of youthful emotion and innocent joy, 
 When blest with parental advice and affection, 
 
 Surrounded with mercies, with peace from on high! 
 I still view the chair of my sire and my mother, 
 
 The seats of their offspring asrang'd on each hand! 
 And that richest book which excels every other, 
 
 That family Bible which lay on the stand. 
 The old fashion'd Bible, the dear blessed Bible, 
 The family Bible that lay on the stand. 
 
 2 That Bible, the Volume of God's inspiration, 
 
 At morn and at evening could yield us delight, 
 The prayer of our sire was a sweet invocation 
 
 For mercy by day, and for safety through night. 
 Our hymns of thanksgiving with harmony swelling:, 
 
 All warm from the heart of a family band, 
 Half rais'd us from earth to that rapturous dwelling, 
 
 Describ'd in the Bible that lay oo tbe stand, 
 The old fashion'd Bible, &e. 
 
CHRIST, HIS OFFICES. 
 
 3 Ye scenes of tranquillity, long have we parted, 
 
 My hopes almost gone, and my parents no morej 
 In sorrow and sadness I live broken hearted, 
 
 And wander unknown on a far distant shore; 
 Yet how can I doubt a dear Saviour's protection, 
 
 Forgetful of gifts from his bountiful hand; 
 Oh! let me with patience receive his correction, 
 
 And think of the Bible that lay on the stand, 
 The old fashion'd Bible, &c 
 
 g SONG. Ss, 7s, 4s. Robinson* 
 
 Praise to the Redeemer. 
 
 1 ]VriGHTY God! while angels bless Thee, 
 -LYJL May an infant lisp thy name? 
 
 Lord of men, as well as angels, 
 
 Thou art every creature's theme: 
 Halielujah, 
 Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Amen. 
 
 2 Lord of every land and na/ion! 
 
 Ancient of eternal days! 
 Sounded through the wide creation 
 
 Be thy just and awful praise: 
 Hallelujah, &c. 
 
 3 For the grandeur of thy nature — 
 
 Grand beyond a seraph's thought; 
 For created works of power — 
 
 Works with skill and kindness wrought: 
 Hallelujah, &c. 
 
 4 For thy Providence, that governs 
 
 Through thine empire's wide doraaia; 
 Wings an angel, guides a sparrow: 
 
 Blessed be thy gentle reign: 
 Hallelujah, &c. 
 
 5 But thy rich, thy free redemption, 
 
 Dark through brightness all along; 
 Thought is poor, and poor expression: 
 
 Who dare sing that awfnl exmg? 
 Ralleiujab, &'e. 
 
CBKiST, HIS OFFICES 
 
 6 Brightness of the Father's glory, 
 
 Shall thy praise unuttered lie? 
 Fly, my tongue, such guilty silence! 
 
 Sing the Lord who came to die: 
 Hallelujah, &c. 
 
 7 Did archangels sins thy coming? 
 
 Did the shepherds ieam their lays? 
 Shame would cover me ungrateful, 
 
 Should my tongue refuse to praise! 
 Hallelujah, &e. 
 
 8 From the highest throne in glory. 
 
 To the cross of deepest, wo; 
 All to ransom guilty captives: 
 
 Flow, my praise, forever ilow. 
 Hallelujah, &e. 
 
 9 Go, return, immortal Saviour! 
 
 Le-tve thy footstool, take thy throne; 
 Thence return, and reign forever, 
 
 He the kingdom all thy own. 
 Hallelujah, 
 Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Amen. 
 
 SONG. lis. 8s. Parti. 
 Description or Christ. 
 
 OTHOU, in whose presence 
 My soul takes delight, 
 On whom in affliction I call, 
 
 My comfort by day, 
 
 And my song in the night, 
 My hope,' my salvation, my all. 
 
 Where dost thou at noon-tido 
 
 Resort with thy sheep, 
 To feed on the pastures of love? 
 
 For why in the valley 
 
 Of death should 1 weep, 
 Or alone in the wilderness rove? 
 
 0, why should I wander 
 
 An alien from Thee, 
 And cry in the desert for bread: 
 
 Thy foes will rejoice, 
 
 When my sorrows they see, 
 And srnUe at the tears I have #hed- 
 
AND CHARACTER, * 
 
 4 Ye daughters of Zion, 
 Declare, have you seen 
 
 The star that on Israel shone? 
 
 Say, if in your tents 
 
 My Beloved has been, 
 And where with his flocks he is g/>ne? 
 
 5 This is my Beloved, 
 His form is divine, 
 
 His vestments shed odors around; 
 
 The locks on his head 
 
 Are as grapes on the vine, 
 When autumn with plenty is crown'd. 
 8 The roses of Sharon, 
 
 The lillies that grow, 
 In ihe vales, on the banks of the streams; 
 
 On his cheek, in the beauty 
 
 Of excellence blow— 
 And his eyes are as quivers of beams. 
 
 8 iO.Ntt. 1ft. Se. PartH, 
 
 1 TT IS voice, as the sound of the dulcimer sweet, 
 Xl Is heard through the shadow of death, , 
 The cedars of Lebanon bow at his feet, 
 
 The air is perfum'd with his breath. 
 
 2 His lips as a fountain of righteousness flow, 
 
 That waters the garden of grace, 
 From which their salvation the Gentiles shall know, 
 And bask in the smiles of his face. 
 
 3 Love sits in his eye-lids, and scatters delight 
 
 Thro' all the bright mansions on high: 
 Their faces the cherubim veil in his sight, 
 And tremble with fullness of joy. 
 
 4 He looks, and ten thousands of angels rejoice, 
 
 And myriads wait foi his word; 
 He speaks, and eternity fill'd with his voice, 
 Re-echoes the praise of her Lord. 
 
 5 His vestment of righteousness, who shall describe? 
 
 Its purity, words would defile; 
 The heav'ns from his presence fresh beauties imbibe, 
 And earth is made rich by his smile. 
 
 6 Such is my beloved, in excellence bright, 
 
 When pleas'd he looks down from above, 
 Like the morn when it breathes from the chambers of 
 Ai)d comforts his people with love. {Hg&x, 
 
9, K> CHRIST, HIS OFFICES 
 
 9 SONG. lis. 8s. Pan III. 
 
 1 TJUT when arm'd with vengeance, in terror he 
 _D The nations rebellious to tame, [comes^ 
 The reigns of omnipotent power he assumes, 
 
 And rides in a chariot of flame. 
 
 2 A two-edged sword from his mouth issues forth, 
 
 Bright quivers of fire are his eyes, 
 He speaks and black tempests are seen in the north. 
 And storms from their caverns arise. 
 
 3 Ten thousand destructions, that wait for his word, 
 
 And ride on the wings of his breath, 
 Fly swift as the wind at the nod of their Lord, 
 And deal out the arrows of death. 
 
 4 His cloud-bursting thunders their voices resound, 
 
 Through all the vast regions on high; 
 'Till from the deep centre loud echoes rebound, 
 And meet the quick flame in the sky. 
 
 5 The portals of heav'n at his bidding obey, 
 
 And expand ere his banner appears: 
 Earth tTembles beneath, 'till her mountains give way, 
 And hell shakes her fetters with fears. 
 
 6 When he walks on the clouds, as the dust of his feet, 
 
 And grasps the big storm in his hand, 
 What eye, the fierce glance of his anger shall meet, 
 Or who in his presence shall stand! 
 
 in SONG. L. M. Cennick. 
 
 John 14: 6. I am the way. 
 
 1 TESUS, my All, to heaven is gone, 
 J He whom 1 fix my hopes upon! 
 His track I see, and I'll pursue 
 The narrow way, till him I view. 
 
 2 The way the holy prophets went — 
 The road that leads from banishment- 
 The King's highway of holiness — 
 I'll go; for all his paths are peace. 
 
 3 This is the way I long have sought, 
 And mourn'd because I found it not; 
 My grief and burden long has been, 
 Because 1 could not cease from sir. 
 
 4 The more I strove against its power, 
 Ijsian'd and stumbl'd but the more; 
 Till late I heard my Saviour say, 
 'Cotpfe hither, soul, J am the vtay.' 
 
AND CHARACTERS. 11, 1" 
 
 i Lo! glad I come! and thou, blest Lamb, 
 Shall take me to Thee as I am! 
 My sinful self to Thee I give: 
 Nothing but love shall 1 receive. 
 Then will T tell to sinners round 
 What a dear Saviour 1 have found: 
 I'll point to thy redeeming blood. 
 And say — Behold the way to God! 
 
 11 SUNG. P.M. 
 
 x The Saviour Born. 
 
 t TpROM the regions of love, lo! an angel descended, 
 JD And told the strange news, how the Babe was 
 
 attended; 
 'Go, shepherds, and visit this wonderful stranger; 
 See yondei bright star, there's your Lord in a manger.' 
 Hallelujah to the Lamb, who has purchas'd our pardon: 
 We will praise him again, when we pass over Jordan* 
 
 2 'Glad tidings 1 bring unto you and each nation, 
 Glad tidings of joy. now behold your salvation!' 
 Then sudden a multitude' raise their glad voices, 
 And shout the Redeemer, while heaven rejoices. 
 
 Hallelujah, &c. 
 
 3 Now glory to God in the highest is given , 
 Now glory to God is re-echo'd thro' heaven; 
 Around the whole world let us tell the glad story, 
 And sing of his love, his csalvation, and glory. 
 
 Hallelujah, &c. 
 
 4 Enraptur'd, I burn with delight and desire; 
 Such love, so divine, sets my soul all on tire: 
 Around the bright throne hosannas are ringing, 
 0, when shall 1 join them, and ever be singing? 
 
 Hallelujah, &c. 
 
 5 Triumphantly Tide in thy chariot victorious, 
 And conquer with love, Jesus! all glorious; 
 Thy banners unfurl, let the nations surrender, 
 
 And own Thee their Saviour, their God and defender. 
 Hallelujah, &c. 
 
 1 O SONG. lis. 10s. 
 
 The Infant Saviour. 
 
 1 "ORIGHTEST and best of the sons of the morning 
 
 J3 Dawn on our darkness, and lend us thine aid; 
 
 Star in the east, the horizon adorning, 
 Guide where the InfsnX B-edeemer is lail. 
 
13 CHRIST, HIS OFFICES 
 
 2 Cold on his cradle the dew-drops are falling, 
 
 Low lies his head with the beasts of the stall; 
 Angels adore him in slumbers reclining, 
 Maker, and Monarch, and Saviour of all. 
 
 3 Say, shall we yield him in costly devotion, 
 
 Odors of Eden and offerings divine? 
 Gems irom the mountain, and pearls from the ocean, 
 Myrrh from the forest, and gold from the mine? 
 
 4 Vainly we offer each ample oblation; 
 
 Vainly with gifts would hi» favor procure J 
 Eicher by far is the heart's adoration, 
 Dearer to God are the prayers of the poor. 
 
 5 Brightest and best of the sons of the morning, 
 
 Dawn on our darkness, and lend us thine aid; 
 Star in the east, the horizon adorning, 
 Guide where our Infant Redeemer is laid. 
 
 i'> SONG. 8s. 
 
 lt> Tbe Crucified. 
 
 1 TT^LOVV fast, my tears; the cause is great; 
 I? This tribute claims an injur'd friend; 
 One whom I long pursu'd with hate, 
 
 And yet he lov'd me to the end. 
 When death his terrors round me spread, 
 And aim'd his arrows at my head, 
 Chriat interpos'd — the wound he bore — 
 And bade the monster dare no more. 
 
 2 Fast flow my tears, yet faster flow; 
 Stream copious as yon purple tide; 
 'Twas 1 that dealt the deadly blow, 
 
 I urg'd the hand that piere'd his side. 
 Keen pangs and agonizing smart, 
 Oppress his soul, and rend his heart: 
 While Justice, arm'd with pow'r divine, 
 Pours on hU head what's due to mine. 
 
 3 Fast, and yet faster, flow my tears; 
 
 Love breaks the heart, and drains the eyes, 
 His visage marr'd, tow'rds heav'n he rear*, 
 
 And, pleading for his inurd'rer, diea! 
 My grief nor measure knows, nor end, 
 'Till he appears the sinner's friend J 
 And gives me, in an happy hour, 
 To feej tr>e riseu saviour's pow'r. 
 
14 
 
 AND CHARACTERS. 14, \b 
 
 SONG. 8s, 7. 
 
 Our Hiirh Priest. 
 
 1 /^1 REAT High Priest, we view Thee stooping, 
 vT With our names upon thy breast; 
 
 In the garden groaning, drooping, 
 To the ground with sorrow prest. 
 
 2 Weeping angels stood confounded, 
 To behold their Maker thus; 
 
 And can we remain unwounded, 
 When we know 'twas all for us? 
 
 3 On the cross thy body broken 
 Cancels ev'ry penal tie; 
 
 Tempted souls produce this token, 
 All demands to satisfy. 
 
 4 All is finished, do not doubt it, 
 But believe your dying Lord; 
 
 Never cavil more about it, 
 Only take him at his word. 
 d Lord we fain would trust Thee solely, 
 'Twas for us thy blood was spilt; 
 Gracious Saviour, take us wholly, 
 Take and make us what thou wilt. 
 
 1^ SONG. P.M. 
 
 * u Christ the Head of the Church. 
 
 1 TTEAD of the church triumphant, 
 JlL We joyfully adore Thee; 
 Till thou appear, thy members here, 
 
 Shall sing like those in glory: 
 We lift our hearts and voices 
 
 With blest anticipation, 
 And cry aloud, and give to God 
 The praise of our salvation. 
 1 While in affliction's furnace, 
 And passing through the fire, 
 Thy love we praise which knows no days, 
 
 And ever brings us higher: 
 We clap our hands exulting 
 
 In thine almighty favor; 
 The love divine, which made us thine, 
 Can keep us thine forever. 
 3 Thou dost conduct thy people __ 
 Through torrents of temptation; 
 Nor will we fear while thou art near, 
 
 k3 
 
16 CHRIST, HIS OFFICES 
 
 The fire of tribulation; 
 The world, with sin and Satan, 
 
 In vain our march opposes: 
 By Thee we shall break through them all, 
 
 And sing the song of Moses. 
 4 By faith we see the glory, 
 
 To which thou shalt restore «*, 
 The cross despise for that high prize, 
 
 Which thou hast set before us* 
 And if thou count us worthy, 
 
 We each, as dying Stephen, 
 Shall see Thee stand at God's right hand, 
 
 To take us up to heaven. 
 
 16 
 
 SONG. 8s, 6s. 
 Luke 2: 13. And suddenly — a multitude of tke 
 heavenly host, praising God. 
 1 TTARK — hark — the notes of joy, 
 Jtl Roll o'er the heavenly plains! 
 And seraphs find employ, 
 
 For their sublimest strains. 
 Some new delight in heaven is known 
 Loud ring the harps around the throne. 
 "2 Hark— hark — the sounds draw nigh, 
 The joyful hosts descend; 
 Jesus forsakes the sky, 
 
 To earth his footsteps bend. 
 He comes to bless our fallen race, 
 He comes with messages of grace. 
 3 Bear — bear the tidings round, 
 Let every mortal know 
 What love'in God is found, 
 
 What pity he can show. 
 Ye winds that blow — ye waves tha' roll* 
 Bear the glad news from pole to pole! 
 4. Strike — strike the harps again, 
 The great Immanuel's name; 
 Arise, ye sons of men, 
 
 And loud the grace proclaim. 
 Angels and men, wake every string, 
 *Tis God the Saviour's praise we *ing! 
 
AND CHARACTERS. 17, 18 
 
 f SONG. 7s. 
 
 Christ All in Ail. 
 
 1 TTOLY Jesus, lovely Lamb, 
 Xx Thine, and only thine I am: 
 Take my body, spirit, soul, 
 
 Only thou possess the whole. 
 
 2 Thou my dearest object be, 
 Let rne ever cleave to Thee; 
 Let rne choose the better part, 
 Let me give Thee all my heart. 
 
 3 Whom have I on earth below? 
 Only Thee I wish to know: 
 Whom have I in heav'n but Thee? 
 Thou art all in all to me. 
 
 4 All my treasure is above, 
 My best portion is thy love: 
 Who the worth of love can tell? 
 Infinite! unsearchable! 
 
 5 Nothing else may I require; 
 Let me Thee alone desire; 
 Pleas'd with what thy love provides, 
 Wean'd from all the world besides. 
 
 18 
 
 SONG. 8s. 
 Hie Beatitudes of Christ. 
 
 1 T LONG to behold him array'd 
 
 L With glory and light from above, 
 The King in his beauty riisplay'd, 
 His beauty ot holiest love: 
 flanguish and sigh to be there, 
 Where Jesus hath fix'd his abode r 
 0, when shall we meet in the air, 
 And fly to the mountain of God! 
 
 2 With him I on Zion shall stand, 
 (For Jesus hath spoken the word) 
 The breadth of Immannel's land 
 Survey by the light of my Lord: 
 But when on thy bosom reclin'd, 
 Thy face I am strengthen' d to see, 
 My fullness of rapture I find, 
 
 My heaven of heavecs in Thee, 
 
19 CHKIST, HIS OFFICES 
 
 3 How happy the people that dwelt 
 Secure in the mansions above! 
 No pain the inhabitants feel, 
 No .sickness nor sorrow shall prove- 
 Physician of souls, unto me 
 Forgiveness and holiness give; 
 And then, from the body set free, 
 My soul to thy presence receive. 
 
 19 
 
 SONG. P. M. 
 Christ's Dignify and Power i:i Death. 
 i QEE the Lord of Glory dying. 
 IkO See him gasping, hear him erring; 
 
 See his burden'd bosom heave: 
 Look, ye sinners, you who hung him, 
 Ivook how deep your sins have stung him, 
 Dying sinners, look and live! 
 
 2 See the rocks and mountains shaking, 
 Earth unto her centre quaking! 
 
 Nature's groans awake the dead! 
 Lo! the sun is struck with wonder, 
 While the peals of legal thunder, 
 
 Smite the blest Redeemer's head. 
 
 3 Heaven's bright melodious legions, 
 Chanting through the tuneful regions, 
 
 Cease to thrill the quivering string: 
 Songs seraphic all suspended, 
 Till the mighty war is ended 
 
 By the all-victorious King. 
 
 4 Hell, and all the powers infernal, 
 Vanquished by the King eternal, 
 
 When he pour'd the vital flood! 
 By his groans, which shook creation, 
 Lo! we sound the proclamation, 
 
 Peace and pardon through his blood, 
 6 Shout, ye saints, with admiration, 
 Fill with songs the wide creation, 
 
 Since he's risen from the grave: 
 Shout with joyful acclamation, 
 To the rock of your salvation, 
 
 Who alone has povv'r to save. 
 6 Bear with patience, tribulation, 
 Overcoming all temptation, 
 
 Till the glorious jubiiee. 
 
AND CHARACTERS. 20 
 
 Soon he'll come with bursts of thunder, 
 Then shall we adore and wonder, 
 
 Singing on the highest key. 
 7 See the blissful scene before us, 
 Join the universal chorus, 
 
 Bid the flowing numbers rise: 
 Songs immortal sweetly sounding, 
 Notes angelic loud rebounding, 
 
 Trembling round the vocal skies. 
 
 *>0 SONG. 7s. 
 
 ^^ Christ, the Ark of SsdVty 
 
 1 OEE the gloomy gath'riug cloud, 
 IO Hanging o'er a sinful land! 
 Sure the Lord proclaims aloud, 
 
 Times of trouble are at hand; 
 Happy they that love his name; 
 
 They shall always find him near: 
 Though the earth were wrapt in flame, 
 
 They have no just cause to fear. 
 
 2 Hark? his voice in accents mild, 
 
 (Oh how comforting and sweet) 
 Speaks to ev'ry humble child, 
 
 Pointing out a sure retreat! 
 'Come, and in my chambers hide, 
 
 To my saints of old well known, 
 There you safely may abide 
 
 Till the storm be overblown. 
 
 3 'You have only to repose 
 
 On my wisdom, love, and care; 
 When my wrath consumes my foes, 
 
 Mercy shall my children spare; 
 While they perish in the flood, 
 
 You that bear my holy mark, 
 Sprinkled with atoning blood, 
 
 Shall be safe within the ark.' 
 1 Sinners, see the ark prenar'd! 
 
 Haste to enter while there's roomj 
 Though the Lord his arm hath rais'd, 
 
 Mercy still retards your doom. 
 Seek — who knows — he may be found; 
 
 Soon the day of life will end; 
 Then if not in Jesus found 
 
 You must sink among the damn'd. 
 b5 
 
2t, 22 CHRIST, HIS OFFICES 
 
 Ol SOSG. 8ft. 
 
 * x TVe fiar of Bethlehem. 
 
 1 \T7~HEN msrshall'd on the nightly plain, 
 
 VV The flittering host* bestud the sky, 
 One star alone, of nil the train, 
 
 Can fix the sinner wandering eye: 
 Hark! hark! to God the chorus breaks, 
 
 Prom every host, from every gem; 
 But one alone the Saviour speaks, 
 
 It is the Star of Bethlehem. 
 
 2 Once on the raging seas I rode, 
 
 The storm was loud, the night was dark, 
 The ocean yawn'd, and rudely blow'd 
 
 The wind that toss'd my founderiug bark. 
 Deep horror then my vitals froze, 
 
 Death t> truck, I ceased the tide to stem: 
 When suddenly a star arose, 
 
 It was the Star of Bethlehem. 
 
 3 It was my guide, my light, my all. 
 
 It bade my dark foreboding cease: 
 And through the storm and danger's thrall, 
 
 It led me to the port of peace. 
 Now safely moor'd — my perils o'er, 
 
 I'll sing, first in night's diadem, 
 Forever and for evermore, 
 
 The Star — the Star of Bethlehem. 
 
 OO 1 SONG. P.M. 
 
 Joseph, a Type of Clnist. 
 
 1 "ITT HEX Joseph his brethren beheld. 
 VV Afflicted and trembling with fear, 
 His heart with compassion was fill'd; 
 
 From weeping he could not forbear. 
 Awhile his behaviour was rough, 
 
 To bring their past sin to their mind; 
 But when they were humbled enough. 
 
 He hasted to show himself kind. 
 *2 How little they thought it was he, 
 
 Whom they had ill treated and sold! 
 How great their confusion must be, 
 
 As soon as his name he had told! 
 *f am Joseph, your brother,' he said, 
 
 4 And still to my heart you are dear; 
 You 6old me, and thought I was dead, 
 
 But God, for your iekcs, ► en? me bf.'e.' 
 
AMD CHARACTERS. 
 
 3 Though greatly distressed before. 
 
 When charg'd with purloining' the cup, 
 They now were confounded much more; 
 
 -Not one of them durst to look up. 
 'Can Joseph, whom we would have slain. 
 
 Forgive us the evil we did? 
 And will he our household maintain? 
 
 Oh this is a brother indeed!" 
 
 4 Thus, dragg'd by my conscience, I came, 
 
 And laflen'd with guilt, to the Lord, 
 Surrounded with terror and .shame, 
 
 Unable to utter a word: 
 At first he look'd stern and severe; 
 
 What anguish then pierced my heart. 
 Expecting each moment to hear 
 
 The sentence, 'Thou cursed, depart!' 
 
 5 But. oh! what surprise when he spoke, 
 
 While tenderness beam'd in his face? 
 My heart then to pieces* was broke, 
 
 O'erwhelm'd and confounded by grace; 
 'Poor sinner, I know thee full well; 
 
 By thee I was sold and was slain — 
 I died to redeem thee from hell, 
 
 And raise thee in glory to reign. 
 
 6 'I am Jesus, whom thou hast blasphem'd* 
 
 And crucified often afresh; 
 But. let me henceforth be esteem'd 
 
 Thy brother, thy bone, and thy flesh: 
 My pardon I freely bestow; 
 
 Thy wants I will fully supply; 
 I'll guide thee and guard thee below, 
 
 And soon will remove thee on high. 
 
 7 'Go publish to sinners around, 
 
 That they may be willing to come, 
 The mercy which now you have found, 
 
 And tell them that yet there is room," 
 Oh sinners, the message obey! 
 
 No more vain excuses pretend; 
 But come without further delay, 
 
 To Jesus, our Brother and Friend, 
 
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23 CHRIST, HIS OFFICES 
 
 OQ SONG. P. M. 
 
 ^ Christ, ihe ^he|»heid. 
 
 1 "IT7HEN my Saviour, my Shepherd, is near, 
 
 VV How quickly my sorrows depart! 
 New beauties around me appear, 
 
 New spirits enliven my heart. 
 His presence gives peace to my soul, 
 
 And Satan assaults me in vain, 
 While my Shepherd his poweis control, 
 
 1 think I no more shall complain. 
 
 2 But alas! what a change do I find, 
 
 Whene'er he withdraws from my sight; 
 My fears all return to my mind, 
 
 My day is soon chang'd into night: 
 Then Satan his effort renews, 
 
 To vex and ensnare me again; 
 All my pleasing enjoyments I lose, 
 
 And can only lament and complain. 
 
 3 By these changes I often pass through, 
 
 I am taught my own weakness to know; 
 I am taught what my Shepherd can do, 
 
 And how much to his mercy I owe. 
 *Tis he that supports me through all — 
 
 When I faint, he revives me again: 
 He attends to my pray'r when I call, 
 
 And bids me no longer complain. 
 
 4 Wherefore, then, should I murmur or grieve, 
 
 Since rny Shepherd is always the same, 
 And has promis'd he never will leave 
 
 The soul that confides in his name. 
 To relieve me from all that I fear, 
 
 He was buffeted, tempted, and slain; 
 And at length he will surely appear, 
 
 Though he leaves me awhile to complain. 
 £ While I dwell in an enemy's land, 
 
 Can I hope to be always in peace? 
 'Tis enough that my Shepherd's at hand, 
 
 And that shortly this warfare shall cease; 
 For, e'er long, he will bid me remove 
 
 From this region of sorrow and pain, 
 To abide in his presence above, 
 
 And then I no more shall complain. 
 
AND CHARACTERS. 
 SONG. P. M. 
 
 *J4 Jbsus reigns. 
 
 , TTFA.K the royal proclamation. 
 
 1 H The glad tidings of salvauofl, 
 
 Published to every creature, 
 ^'he ruin- d son, onau ei 
 
 ^-"'•-^eTheav'n'and 2S most glorious 
 
 Jesus reigns. 
 «? q*e the royal banner flying^ 
 2 Hea the heralds loudly crying; 
 Vebel sinners, royal favor ^ 
 *owiB offered by the Savour. 
 Jesus reigns, etc. 
 
 Jesus reigns, etc. 
 
 4 -Twas for you that Jesus died, 
 ^ ; q r, h d e d:ath, Cr and 1 ^ to heaven; 
 tnternaMh.oughhim'sgrven. 
 
 Jesus teigas, etc. 
 
 5 Turn imto the 1*^™* ??!?{_. 
 
 Shun the path of vice and folly, 
 
 ' Jesus reigns, *tc. 
 * Here is wine, and milk, and honey. 
 
 6 Come and purchase without money, 
 MeTcv like a flowing fountain 
 fSingfom the holy mountam. 
 
 Jesus reigns, etc. 
 . . i « i*t rnMm and mountains, 
 
 • SMS KS,^SSS^ 
 
 iestis reigns, etc. 
 
 tf Shout, ye «^«^° £ ' 
 To the bounds of the creauon 
 
 The almighty gjog ot 4ion„ 
 
 Jesus reigns, eic. 
 
gU CBfelST, HIS OFFICES 
 
 9 Now our souls have caught new tire, 
 Brethren, raise your voices higher; 
 Shout with joyful acclamation, 
 To the Prince of our salvation. 
 
 Jesus reigns, etc. 
 10 Shout ye saints, make joyful mention, 
 Christ has purchas'd our redemption; 
 Angels shout The joy tn J siory. 
 Through i he brighter worlds of glory, 
 
 Jesus reigria. etc. 
 
 *>f> SONG, 8«. 
 
 Chr.st, k Hiding i'i; 
 
 % so 
 
 1 F TAIL, .hiv' reign love, that first began 
 .Li The scheme to rescue fallen man; 
 Hail, match less., free, eieinal grace, 
 
 That gave my souj u hiding place. 
 
 2 Against the God that rules the sky, 
 
 1 fought with hands uplifted high; 
 Despis'd the gospel of his grace, 
 Too proud to seek a hiding place. 
 
 3 En wrapt in dark Egyptian night, 
 
 Fonder of darkness than of light, 
 Madly I ran the sinful race, 
 Secure without a hiding place. 
 
 4 Hut thus th" eternal counsel ran, 
 
 'Almighty love, arrest the man;' 
 I felt the arrows of distress, 
 
 And found I had no hiding place. 
 
 6 Vindictive justice stood in view, 
 
 To Sinai's fiery mount I flew, 
 But justice cry'd with frowning face, 
 
 This mountain is no hiding place. 
 C But lo! a heavenly voice I heard. 
 
 And mercy for my soul appear'd, 
 Which led me on a pleasing pace, 
 
 To Jesus, as my hiding place. 
 
 7 Should storms of seven-fold thunder roli> 
 
 And shake the glohe from pole to pole, 
 No thunder-bolt shall daunt my face, 
 For Jesus is tuv hiding place. 
 
AND CHARACTERS. 36 
 
 A few more rolling years at most, 
 Will land me safe on Canaan's coast, 
 
 When I shall sing the song of grace. 
 Safe in my glorious hiding place. 
 
 *ye SONG. 7s, 6s. Newton. 
 
 **** The good Physician. 
 
 t TTOW lost was my condition, 
 _TX Till Jesus made, me whole! 
 There is but one Physician, 
 
 Can cure a sin-sick soul. 
 Next door to death he found me, 
 
 And snatch'd me from the grave, 
 To tell to all around me 
 
 His wondrous power to save. 
 2 The worst of all diseases 
 
 Is light, compar'd with sin; 
 On every part it seizes, 
 
 But rages most within. 
 'Tis palsy, plague, and fever, 
 
 And madness all cornbin'd; 
 And none but a believer, 
 
 The least relief can rind. 
 5 From men great skill professing 
 
 1 thought a cure to gain; 
 But this prov'd more distressing, 
 
 And added to my pain. 
 .Some said that nothing ail'd me, 
 
 Some gave me up for lost; 
 Thus every refuge fail'd me, 
 
 And all my hopes were crossM. 
 4 At length this great Physician, 
 
 (How matchless is his grace I) 
 Beheld my lost condition, 
 
 And undertook my case. 
 First gave me sight to view him; 
 
 For sin my eyes had seal'd; 
 Then bade me look unto him — 
 
 I look'd and 1 was heal'd* 
 $ A flying, ofseii Jesus, 
 
 Seen by the eye of faith, 
 At once from danger frees uk, 
 
 And savefe the houl from death. 
 
n CHRIST, HIS OFFICES 
 
 Come, then, to this Physician, 
 His help he'll freely give; 
 
 He makes no hard condition, 
 'Tis only look and live. 
 
 27 
 
 SONG. CM. 
 
 Tlie Flow* r ol lalvitry. 
 
 i T OVE is the sweetest bud that blows? 
 I A its beauty never dies; 
 On earth, among the .saints, it grows, 
 And ripens in the skies. 
 'i Pure, glowing red, £nd spotless white,,, 
 Its perfect colors are; 
 In Jesus all its sweets unite, 
 And looks divinely fair. 
 
 3 The finest flower that ever blow'd, 
 
 Open'd on Calv'ry's tree, 
 When Jesus' blood in rivers fiowM- 
 For love of worthless me. 
 
 4 Its deepest hue, its richest smell, 
 
 No mortal sense can bear; 
 Nor can the tongue of angels tell 
 
 How bright the colors are. 
 b Earth could not hold so rich a dower, 
 
 Nor half its beaut? show; 
 Nor could the world and Satan's power* 
 
 Confine its sweets below. 
 
 6 On Canaan's banks, supremely fair, 
 
 This flower of wonders blooms, 
 Transplanted to its native air, 
 And all the shores perfumes. 
 
 7 But not to Canaan's shores confm'd, 
 
 The seeds from which it blow, 
 Take root within the human mind, 
 
 And scent the church below. 
 8- And soon on yonder banks above, 
 
 Shall every blossom here, 
 Appear, a full, ripe flower of love, 
 
 Like Him transplanted there. 
 
AND CHARACTERS. St, 29 
 
 OQ SONG U M. 
 
 "^^ thrift, Dying. Rising, and Reigning. 
 
 1 TTE dies! the Friend of Sinners dies! 
 .Li Lo, Salem's daughters weep around! 
 A solemn darkness veils the skies! 
 
 A sudden trembling shakes the ground! 
 Come, saints, and drop a tear or two, 
 For Him who groan'd beneath your load; 
 He shed a thousand drops for you, 
 A thousand drops of richer blood! 
 
 2 Here's love and grief beyond degree; 
 The Lord of Glory die* for men! 
 But, lo! what sudden joys we see! 
 Jesus the dead revives again! 
 
 The rising God forsakes the tomb! 
 Up to his Father's courts he flies; 
 Cherubic legions guard him home, 
 And shout him welcome to the skies! 
 
 3 Break off your tears, ye saints, and tell 
 How high your great Deliverer reigns; 
 Sing how he spoil'd the hosts of hell, 
 And led the monster, death, in chains! 
 Say, 'Live forever, wond'rous King, 
 'Born to redeem, and strong to save!' 
 Then ask the monster, 'Where's thy sting? 
 'And where's thy victory, boasting graver 
 
 29 
 
 SONG. P. M. 
 Death and Victory of Christ. 
 
 i TESUS drinks the bitter cup, 
 J The wine-press treads alone; 
 Tears the graves and mountains up 
 
 With his expiring groan: 
 Lo! the powers of heaven he shakes, 
 
 Nature in convulsion lies, 
 Earth's profoundest centre quakes — 
 
 The Lord of Glory dies! 
 2 O, my God! he dies for me! 
 
 I feel the mortal smart: 
 See him hanging on the tree, 
 
 A sight that breaks my heart! 
 0, that all to Thee might turn! 
 
 Sinners, you may love him too, 
 Look on him you pierc'd, and mourn 
 
 For one that bled for you.. 
 
30, 31 CHRIST, HIS OFFICES. 
 
 3 Weep o'er your desire and hope, 
 
 With tears of humblest love: 
 Sing — for Jesus has gone up, 
 
 And reigns enthron'd above: 
 Lives our Head to die no more — 
 
 Power its all to Jesus given; 
 Worshipp'd as he was before, 
 
 The immortal King of heaven. 
 
 *m SONG. P. M. Altered, by W. C. Buck. 
 **V Th« Covenant Fulfilled. 
 
 1 \\7 HEN Jesus first, at heaven's command, 
 
 VV Arose to do his Father's will, 
 This was the work, the work on which he came, 
 
 And guardian angels knew the same: 
 Arise, my Son— my Son, go suffer pain, 
 
 And then return to me again. 
 
 2 See, Jesus climbs up Calvary's hill, 
 To do his holy Father's will: 
 
 The Jews with spears, with spears did pierce him in 
 His precious side — he dies in pain: 
 
 Go die, my Son — my Son, go suffer pain, 
 And then return to me again. 
 
 3 The Father's Equal 'Son obeys: 
 
 Behold, he sweats, and weeps, and prays; 
 Upon the cross he bleeds and dies, 
 
 And then in Joseph's tomb he lies: 
 The work is done, the powers of darkness spoil'd, 
 
 And God and man are reconeil'd. 
 
 4 Arise, my Son, once more obey — 
 Go, angels, roll the stone away — 
 
 My Son is come, is coming back again, 
 
 And shall with me forevei reign: 
 JVow, reign, Jeho- Jehovah, reign above; 
 
 And so shall all that will thee love. 
 
 31 
 
 SONG. P. M. 
 
 The Ascensn-u. 
 1 TTA1L the day that saw him rise, 
 Jtl Kavish'd from our wistful eyes! 
 Christ, a while to mortals given, 
 Reascends hi* native heaven. 
 
THE GOSPEL. 33 
 
 There the pompous triumph wails, 
 "Lift your heads, ye crystal gates; 
 'Wide unfold the radiant scene, 
 Take the King of Glory in.' 
 
 2 Him who highest heaven receives, 
 Still he loves the world he leaves; 
 Though returning to his throne, 
 Still he calls mankind his own; 
 Still for us he intercedes; 
 Prevalent, his death he pleads; 
 Next himself prepares our place; 
 Harbinger of human race. 
 
 3 Master, (may we ever say,) 
 Taken from our head to-day, 
 See thy faithful servants, see, 
 Ever gazing up to Thee; 
 
 Grant, though parted Irom our sight, 
 Far above yon azure height, 
 Grant our hearts may thither rise, 
 And follow thee beyond the skies. 
 
 4 Ever upward let us move, 
 Wafted on the wings of love; 
 Looking when our Lord shall come — 
 Longing, gasping after home. 
 
 There we shall with thee remain, 
 Partners of thy endless reign; 
 There thy face unclouded see; 
 Find our heaven of heavens in Thee, 
 
 THE GOSPEL. 
 
 nn SOiNG. lis, 8s. A'—. 
 
 *>~ Jer. 31: 3. Distinguishing Grace. 
 
 I |N songs of sublime adoration and praise, 
 X Ye pilgrims! for Zion who press, 
 Break forth, and extol the great Ancient of days, 
 His rich and distinguishing grace. 
 
33 THE GOSPEL. 
 
 2 His love, from eternity, fix 'd upon you , 
 
 Broke forth and discovered its flame, 
 When each with the cords of his kindness he drew,. 
 And brought you to love his great name. 
 
 3 0, had he not pitied the state you were in, 
 
 Your bosoms his love had ne'er felt; 
 You all would have liv'd, would have died too, in sin, 
 And sunk with the load of your guilt. 
 
 4 What was there in you that could merit esteem, 
 
 Or give the Creator delight? 
 'Twas 'even so, Father,' you ever must sing, 
 •Because it seem'd good in thy sight.' 
 
 5 'Twas all of thy grace we were brought to obey! 
 
 While others were suffer' d to go 
 The road which by nature we chose as our way, 
 Which leads to the regions of wo. 
 
 6 Then give all the glory to his holy name, 
 
 To him all the glory belongs; 
 Be yours the high joy still to sound forth his fame, 
 And crown him in each of your songs. 
 
 00 SONG. lis. A—. 
 
 *-*" Exceeding great ami precious Promisee. 
 
 1 TTOW firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord, 
 XX Is laid for your faith in his excellent word! 
 What more can he say than to you he hath said, 
 You who unto Jesus tor refuge have fled? 
 
 2 In every condition— in sickness, in health, 
 In poverty's vale, or abounding in wealth, 
 At home and abroad, on the land, on the sea, 
 
 'As thy days may demand, shall thy strength ever be. 
 
 3 'Fear not, I am with thee, O be not dismay'd! 
 'I, I am thy God, and will still give thee aid; 
 Til strengthen thee, help thee, and cause thee to 
 'Upheld by my righteous omniptent hand. [stand* 
 
 4 'When through the deep waters I call thee to go, 
 'The rivers of wo shall not thee overflow; 
 
 'For I will be with thee, thy troubles to bless; 
 'And sanctify to thee thy deepest distress. 
 
 5 'When through fiery trials thy path-way ^hall He, 
 'My grace all-sufficient shall be thy sup /; 
 'The flame shall not hurt thee; I only "esign 
 ♦Thy dross to consume, and thy gold to refine. 
 
THE GOSPEL. 34, 55 
 
 6 'Een down to old age, all my people shall prove 
 'My sovereign, eternal, unchangeable love: 
 'And when hoary hairs shall their temples adorn, 
 'Like lambs they shall still in my bosom be borne. 
 
 7 'The soul that on Jesus hath lean'd for repose, 
 '1 will not, I will not deseTt to his foes; 
 
 'That soul, though all hell should endeavor to shake: 
 'I'll never, no never, no never forsake. 
 
 34 
 
 SONG. 7s. Newton. 
 
 A View of the Cross. 
 
 IT ET me dwell on Golgotha, 
 I A Weep and love my life away, 
 While I see Him on the tree, 
 Weep, and bleed, and die for me. 
 
 2 That dear blood, for sinners spilt, 
 Shows my sin in all its guilt; 
 Ah, my soul, he bore thy load; 
 Thou hast slain the Lamb of God. 
 
 3 Hark! his dying word 'forgive,' 
 Father, let the sinner live; 
 Sinner, wipe thy tears away, 
 
 I thy ransom freely pay. 
 
 4 While I hear thy grace reveal'd, 
 And obtain a pardon seal'd, 
 All my soft affections move, 
 
 - Waken' d by the force of love. 
 
 5 Farewell, world! thy gold is dross, 
 Now 1 see the bleeding cross; 
 Jesus died to set me free 
 
 From the law, and sin, and Thee. 
 
 6 He has dearly bought my sool; 
 Lord, accept and claim the whole: 
 To thy will I all resign, 
 
 Now no more my own, but thine. 
 
 35 SONG. 14s. 
 
 Redemption. 
 1 jT^Oy^ ', friends and relations, let's join heart and 
 
 \J i^and, 
 
 The voic of the turtle is heard in our land; 
 
 Let's all walk together and follow the sound. 
 
 And march to the place where redemption is feuad. 
 
36 THE GOSPEL. 
 
 2 The place it is hidden, the place is conceal'd; . 
 The place it is hidden until 'tis reveal'd; 
 
 The place is in Jesus, to Jesus we'll go, 
 
 And there find redemption from sorrow and wo. 
 
 3 The place it is hidden by reason of sin, 
 Alas! you can't see the sad state you are in; 
 You're blinded, polluted, in prison and pain, 
 0, how can such rebels redemption obtain! 
 
 4 And if you are wounded and bruis'd by the fall, 
 Then look to the Saviour, for you he doth call; 
 And if you are tempted to doubt and despair, 
 Then come home to Jesus, redemption is there. 
 
 5 And you my dear brethren, that love my dear Lord, 
 Who've witness' d free pardon by faith in his word, 
 Let patience attend you wherever you be, 
 
 Your Saviour has purchas'd salvation for thee. 
 
 6 And when the archangel the trumpet shall sound, 
 To 'wake all the dead that sleep under the ground, 
 The sound of the trumpet will bid you arise, 
 
 And meet your redemption with joy and surprise. 
 
 7 0, then loving Jesus our souls will receive, 
 From bonds of corruption our bodies relieve; 
 Then we shall be perfect and we shall be free, 
 We'll sing of redemption wherever we be. 
 
 8 Redeemed from sin and redeemed from death, 
 Redeem'd from corruption, redeem'd from the earth, 
 Redeem'd from damnation, redeem'd from all wo, 
 AVe'll sing of redemption wherever we go. 
 
 9 Redeemed from sin and redeem'd from distress, 
 The fruits of redemption no tongue can express, 
 Redemption b' ascribed to Jesus's love, 
 
 We'll sing of redemption in heaven above. 
 
 Qfi SONG. P. M. 
 
 OVJ The Gospel Jubilee. 
 
 1 TTAIL the gospel Jubilee! 
 XX Jesus comes ts set us free, 
 
 Who shed for us his precious blood, 
 To raise our fallen souls to God; 
 And since the work of suffering's done, 
 AVe'll glory give to God alone: 
 
 Free salvation be our boast, 
 
 Ever mindful what it cost, 
 
 Ever grateful for the prize, 
 
 Let our praises reack the skies. 
 
THE GOSPEL. 38 
 
 Ckoius. — Firm united let us be. 
 
 In the bonds of charity; 
 
 As a band of brothers join'd, 
 
 Loving God and all mankind. 
 
 2 Ri?e, ye heralds of the Lord, 
 
 Take the breastplate, shield, and sword: 
 Against the host of hell proclaim 
 A war, in Christ's all-conquering name; 
 Nor fear to gain the victory, 
 "When for this glorious liberty 
 You on Jesus Christ depend: 
 He'll the sufF'ring cause defend; 
 Place, oh place in him your trust, 
 He's almighty, wise, and just. 
 Chorus. — Firm, united, brethren stand, 
 Firm, an undivided band; 
 Brethren dear, in Jesus join'd, 
 Fill'd with all his constant mind. 
 
 3 Sound the gospel trumpet, sound 
 Through the earth's remotest bound: 
 Let Jesus' name with loud applause, 
 Eing through the world— his righteous laws 
 He lives, and rules in mercy mild; 
 Believe and be ye reconcil'd 
 
 To the God of truth and love, 
 Sending blessings from above; 
 Now is the accepted time, 
 Listen, every joyful clime. 
 Chorus. — Hail, the gospel Jubilee! 
 
 Jesus comes to set us free; 
 
 Now he comes no more to bleed, 
 
 Free we then shall be indeed. 
 
 4 Now the Sovereign of the sky 
 Comes — the troops of hell must fly; 
 He's the Rock of Ages sure, 
 
 And all who to the end endure, 
 A glorious crown of righteousness 
 Shall wear in realms of endless bliss: 
 There with blood- wash' d throngs above. 
 Wondering at redeeming love, 
 Evermore we'll shout and sing — 
 Heaven's palace loud shall ring. 
 Chorus. — Firm, united, let us go 
 
 On in Jesus' steps below, 
 As a band of brothers join'd. 
 And eternal glory find. 
 
37 THE GOSPEL 
 
 07 SONG. P. M. W. C. Buck. 
 
 '-* • The triumph of the Gospel. 
 
 Rev. 14: 6. Another Angel fly— having the everlasting 
 Gospel to -preach. 
 
 1 r\ SHOUT! for the days of the Lord, 
 \J The day-spring of glory appears: 
 The Angel that beaison the word, 
 
 The Banner of vict'ry uprears. 
 Now poised on his pinions of light — 
 
 The ensign of mercy unfuri'd, 
 It gleams on the regions of night; 
 
 Its radience illumines the world. 
 
 2 shout! for the victor rides forth, 
 
 On his chariot of truih and of Grace; 
 And waves o'er the nations of earth, 
 
 His Banner of mercy and peace. 
 See his legions in panoply bright, 
 
 On th' turrets of Zion deploy'd — 
 0, who will come up to the light? 
 
 Come up to the help of the Lord? 
 Z shout! for the battle is wag'd; 
 
 The hosts of the Lord take the field; 
 With the pow'rs of Hell they'r engag'd — 
 
 shout! for those powers must yield. 
 The Prince of the pow'r of the air, 
 
 Shall soon be confin'd to the pit; 
 And chained in eternal despair, 
 
 To Jesus the victor submit. 
 
 4 shout! while the battle storm's high; 
 
 Let the army of God give a shout, 
 And the legions of darkness defy — 
 
 See the aliens are all put to flight. 
 Hallelujah! the victory is won, 
 
 Let the clarion of joy sound aloud; 
 Plant the ensign of calvory on 
 
 The demolished thrones of the proud. 
 
 5 shout! for the Angel's in Heav'n, 
 
 Sing, "Glory to God in the high'st. 
 All nations on earth are now given, 
 
 In rightful possession to Christ." 
 Round earth let the triumph now ring, 
 
 The Heavens the chorus repeat: 
 All nations acknowledge our King, 
 
 ^nd rev'rently bow at his feet. 
 
THE GOSPEL. 38, 29 
 
 oq SONG. P. M, 
 
 *>0 fi'neGla.l Tidings, 
 
 Chorus. 
 Shout the glad tidings, exultingly sing; 
 Jerusalem triumphs, Messiah is King. 
 i fyTION, the marvellous story be telling, 
 £J The Son of the Highest, how lowly his birth! 
 The brightest archangel in glory excelling. 
 
 He stoops to redeem thee, he reigns upon earth. 
 
 Chorus. 
 Shout the glad tidings, exultingly sing; 
 Jerusalem triumphs, Messiah is King. 
 '2 Telljnow he cometh, from nation to nation. 
 
 The heart-cheering news let the earth echo round 
 How free to the sinner he offers salvation, 
 
 How his people with joy everlasting are crown'd. 
 
 Chorus. 
 Shout the glad tidings, exultingly sing; 
 Jerusalem triumphs, Messiah is King. 
 3 Mortals, your homage be gratefully bringing. 
 And sweet let the gladsome hosanna arise; 
 Ye angels, the full hallelujah be singing, 
 
 One chorus resound thro' the earth and the skies. 
 
 Chorus. 
 Shout the glad tidings, exultingly sing; 
 Jerusalem triumphs, Messiah is King. 
 
 oq SONG. P. M. 
 
 0i * Free Grace. 
 
 1 fTHHE voice of free grace cries escape to the rnouu- 
 -L tain, 
 
 For Adam's lost race Christ has open'd a fountain: 
 For sin and transgression, and ev'ry pollution, 
 His blood flows most freely in streams of salvation. 
 Hallelujah to the Lamb who has purchas'd our pardon: 
 We will praise him again when we pass over Jordan. 
 
 2 That fountain so clear, by which we find favor, 
 From Jesus' side flows, and proves him the Saviour ; 
 Tho' your sins were increas'd as high as a mountain, 
 His blood it flows freely, as streams from a fountain. 
 
 Hallelujah to the Lamb, etc. 
 
40 THE GOSPKL. 
 
 3 Enraptur'd 1 burn, with delight and desire — 
 Such love, so divine, sets my soul all on fire; 
 Around the bright throne ho^annahs are ringing; 
 0, when shall I join them, and ever be singing. 
 
 Hallelujah to the Lamb, etc. 
 
 4 Jesus, Tide on! thy kingdom is glorious, 
 
 O'er sin, death and hell thou wilt make us t ctorious: 
 Thy name shall be prais'd in the great congregation, 
 And saints shall delight in ascribing salvation. 
 Hallelujah to the Lamb, etc. 
 
 5 When onZion we stand, having gain M the blest shore, 
 With our harps in our hands, we will praise evermore j 
 We'll range the blest fields on the banks oftheriver„ 
 And sing hallelujah for ever and ever. 
 
 Hallelujah to the Lamb, etc. 
 
 40 SCLNG. 8s, 7s. 
 
 ^ v The Gospel Trumpet 
 
 1 TTARK! the Gospel Trumpet's sounding; 
 Xl. Sinners hear the call and come; 
 Christ, in pard'ning love abounding, 
 
 Nov,' invites the weary home. 
 
 Turn to the Lord, and seek salvation; 
 
 Sound the praise of his dear name; 
 Glory! honor! adoration! 
 
 Jesus Christ to save us came. 
 
 2 Though your crimes have reach' d to heaven, 
 
 And of deepest dye appear; 
 Ask, and they shall be forgiven. 
 Seek and you shall find him near. 
 
 3 Cast your load of guilt behind you; 
 
 To the Lord for mercy flee; 
 Though the strongest fetters bind you, 
 Jesus Christ can set you free. 
 Turn, dear sinners, turn to Jesus, 
 
 Bow your hearts unto his call; 
 See your loving, bleeding Saviour, 
 
 Waiting to receive you all. c 
 
 4 Free from hell's eternal prison; 
 
 Unbelief's Tormenting chain: 
 Free from endless woe, perdition; 
 Free from everlasting pain! 
 
THE GOSPEL. 41 
 
 £ Broken hearts, with sin distressed, 
 Gome to Jesus; come to-day; 
 Poor and needy, lost and wretched; 
 Come, you need not stay away. 
 
 6 Hark! ye blind, the Saviour calls yon; 
 
 Wait no louger: there is room; 
 Gast your rags of sin behind you; 
 Rise! the Saviour bids you come. 
 
 7 Angels join with saints forgiven; 
 
 Sound the praise of Jesus' name! 
 Let the world, the church, and heaven, 
 Sweetly echo with the theme. 
 
 8 Glory/ honor! and salvation! 
 
 To the Lamb that once was slain! 
 Honor! praise! and adoration! 
 Reign, sweet Jesus! ever reign! 
 
 SONG. 8s, 6s. Newton. 
 Luke 19: 6. And he made haste and came dow?i. 
 
 1 rZACCHKUS climb* d the tree, 
 
 /J And thought himself unknown: 
 
 But how surpris'd was he, 
 When Jesus call'd him down! 
 The Lord beheld him though conceal'd, 
 And by a word his power reveal' d. 
 
 2 Wonder and joy at once 
 
 Were painted in his face; 
 'Does he my name pronounce, 
 
 'And does he know my case? 
 *Will Jesus deign with me to dine? 
 *I-ord, I, with all I have, am thine/ 
 
 3 Thus where the gospel's preach' d, 
 
 And sinners come to hear, 
 The hearts of some are reach' d, 
 
 Before they are aware: 
 The word directly speaks to them, 
 And seems to point them out by name. 
 
 4 'Tix curiosity 
 
 Oft brings them in the way, 
 Only the man to see, 
 
 And hear what he can say: 
 But how the sinner starts to find 
 The preacher knows his inmost mind! 
 
42 INVITATIONS AND PROMISES, 
 
 5 His long- forgotten faults 
 
 Are brought again in view, 
 And all his secret thoughts, 
 
 Reveal' d in public too: 
 Thus compass'd with a crowd about. 
 The searching word has found him* o*ut. 
 
 6 While thus distressing pain 
 
 And sorrow fills his heart; 
 He hears a voice again, 
 That bids his fears depart: 
 Then likeZaccheus, he is blest, 
 And Jesus deigns to be his guest. 
 
 42 
 
 GOSPEL INVITATIONS j\ND PROMISES. 
 
 SONG. 7s. 
 
 Rev. 22. 17. And the Spirit and the Bride say 
 
 Come. 
 
 1 Z^IOME and taste along with me, 
 Ky Consolation running free, 
 From the Father's gracious throne, 
 Flowing through his only Son. 
 
 2 Saints in glory sing aloud, 
 When they see an heir of God 
 Coming in at heaven's door, 
 Making up the number more. 
 
 3 When this truth to me appear*, 
 It removes my doubts and fears; 
 
 The more come in with free good will, 
 Make the banquet sweeter still. 
 
 4 Goodness running like a stream 
 Through the New Jerusalem, 
 By its constant breaking forth 
 Sweetens earth and heaven both. 
 
 6 Wherefore should we feast alone? 
 Mourning souls there yet is room. 
 While there is a God to give, 
 And a mourner to receive. 
 
INVITATIONS AND PROMISES. 43 
 
 6 Sinful nature prone to rice, 
 Cannot stop the power of grace; 
 Drawn by Christ, we'll run to him, 
 He alone can conquer sin. 
 
 7 [Now I go rejoicing home, 
 From the banquet of perfume; 
 Finding manna on the road, 
 Dropping from the mount of God. 
 
 43 SONG. 8s, 7s, 4s. 
 
 Come and welcome to Jesus. 
 
 ►1 /~10ME, ye sinners, poor and wretched. 
 V_y Weak and wounded, sick and sore! 
 Jesus ready stands to save you, 
 
 Full of pity join'd with power: 
 He is able, 
 He is willing: doubt no more. 
 
 2 Come, ye thirsty! come and welcome; 
 
 God's free bounty glorify: 
 True belief, and true repentance, 
 
 Every grace that brings us nigh — 
 Without money, 
 Come to Jesus Christ, and buy. 
 
 3 Let not conscience make you linger, 
 
 Nor of fitness fondly dream; 
 All the fitness he requireth, 
 
 Is to feel your need of him: 
 This he gives you: 
 'Tis his Spirit's rising beam. 
 
 4 Come, ye weary, heavy laden, 
 
 Lost and ruin'd by the fall! 
 If you tarry till you're better, 
 
 You will never come at all: 
 Not the righteous — 
 Sinners Jesus came to call. 
 f> View him prostrate in the garden; 
 
 On the ground your Maker lies? 
 On the bloody tree behold him; 
 
 Hear him cry before he dies, 
 c It is finish'd!' 
 Sinner, will not this suffice? 
 
U INVITATIONS AND PROMISES. 
 
 6 Lo! th' incarnate God ascended, 
 
 Pleads the merits of bis blood; 
 Venture on him, venture wholly, 
 
 Let no other trust intrude; 
 Xone but Jesus 
 Can do helpless sinners good. 
 
 7 Saints and angels, join'd in concert, 
 
 Sing the praises of the Lamb; 
 While the blissful seats of heaven 
 
 Sweetly echo with his name: 
 Hallelujah! 
 Sinners htre may sing the same. 
 
 A A SO AG. Ss, 7s, 
 
 Young Soldiers Encburi 
 
 tou raged 
 
 1 T"\aRK and thorny is the desert, 
 
 \J Through which pilgrims make their way; 
 But beyond this vale of sorrows 
 
 Lie the fields of endless day. 
 Fiends loud howling through the desert, 
 
 Make them tremble as they go; 
 And the fiery darts of Satan 
 
 Often bring their courage low. 
 
 2 young soldiers, are you weary 
 
 Of the troubles of the way? 
 Does your strength begin to fail you, 
 
 And your vigor to decay? 
 Jesus, Jesus, will go with you, 
 
 He will lead you to his throne; 
 He who died his garments for you, 
 
 And the winepress trod alone: 
 
 3 He whose thunder shakes creation. 
 
 He who bids the planets roll . 
 He who rides upon the tempest, 
 
 And whose sceptre sways the whole. 
 Round him are ten thousand angels , 
 
 Heady to obey command: 
 Thev are always hovering round you, 
 
 Till you reach the heavenly laud. 
 •I There, on flowery hills of pleasure. 
 
 In the fields of endless rest, 
 Love, and joy, and peace shall ever 
 
 Reign and triumph in your breast. 
 Who can paint those scenes cf glory, 
 
 Where the ransom'd dwell on high? 
 
INVITATIONS AND PROMISES. 4Z 
 
 Where the golden harps forever 
 Sound redemption through the sky, 
 
 5 Millions there of flaming seraphs 
 
 Fly across the heavenly plain; 
 There they sing immortal praises — - 
 
 Glory' glory! is their strain: 
 But methinks a sweeter concert 
 
 Makes the heavenly arches ring. 
 And a song is heard in Zion, 
 
 Which the angels cannot sing. 
 
 6 See the heavenly host, in rapture,. 
 
 Gaze upon this shining band; 
 Wondering at their costly garments, 
 
 And the laurels in their hand! 
 There, upon the golden pavement, 
 
 See the ransom'd march along: 
 A\hile the splendid courts of glory 
 
 Sweetly echo to their song. 
 
 7 O their crowns, how bright they sparkle, 
 
 Such as monarchs never wear; 
 They are gone to heavenly pastures — 
 
 Jesus is their Shepherd there. 
 Hail, ye happy, happy spirits!' 
 
 Welcome to the blissful plaint' — 
 Glory, honor, and salvation! 
 
 Reign, sweet Shepherd, ever reign. 
 
 45 SONG. 7s. Benedict. 
 
 Nam. 10: 29. Go with us and ice will do thee good. 
 1 TTAIL, ye followers of the Lamb, 
 JLjL Ye who love the Saviour's name, 
 Who are cleans' d by pardoning blood, 
 Go with us — the way is good: 
 Canaan's land we have in view, 
 While we on our way pursue; 
 March with joy the heavenly road, 
 Go with us — the way is good. 
 
 glory hallelujah, praise ye the Lord, 
 Praise him in his bright abode. 
 *2 Come ye sinners sick and sore. 
 Flee from sin and Satan's power; 
 Walk the path which Jesus trod, 
 Go with us— the way is good: 
 Leave the world and seek the Laid,. 
 
46 INVITATIONS AND PROMISES. 
 
 Read and meditate his word; 
 Take it i'or your constant guide, 
 Go with us— the way is good. 
 
 3 Come ye aged, come ye young, 
 Every nation learn the song; 
 Sound your Saviour's name abroad, 
 Go with us— the way is good: 
 Doubting souls, dismiss your fears, 
 Mourning souls, dry up your tears; 
 Christ for you has shed his blood, 
 Go with us — the way is good. 
 
 4 BnrclenM souls, oppress'd with grief 
 Jesus freely grants Telief: 
 
 He'll remove your heavy load, 
 Go with us — the way is good. 
 Needy sinners, doubt no more, 
 Jesus hath an ample store, 
 Kichest wine and choicest food; 
 Go with us — the way is good. 
 
 5 Ye who know your Saviour's love, 
 Now your faithfulness approve; 
 Follow him in Jordan's flood, 
 
 Go with us — the way is good: 
 Saints begin the heavenly song, 
 Join in concert every tongue; 
 Walk with joy the heavenly road, 
 Go with us — the way is good. 
 
 AQ SONG. L. M. Anon, 
 
 Jer. 6: 16. And seek after the old paths, 
 
 1 "INQUIRING souls, who long to find 
 I Pardon of sin, and peace of mind, 
 Attend the voice of God to-day, 
 Who bids you seek the good old way. 
 
 Z The righteousness, th' atoning blood 
 Of Jesus, is the way to God; 
 may you then no longer stray, 
 But walk in Christ, the good old way. 
 
 3 The prophets and apostles too, 
 Pursued the path while here below: 
 Then let not fear your soul dismay, 
 But come to Christ, the good old way. 
 
GRACES OF THE SPIRIT. 4? 
 
 With cautious zeal and holy care, 
 In this dear way I'll persevere; 
 Nor doubt to meet, another day, 
 Where Jesus is, the good old way. 
 
 47 
 
 GRACES OF THE SPIRIT. 
 
 SONG. C. M. Watts. 
 Uoly Fortitude. 
 
 1 I Mia soldier of the cross, 
 j_jL A follower of the Lamb? 
 And shall I fear to own his cause — 
 
 Or blush to speak his name? 
 
 2 Must I be carried to the skies, 
 
 On flowery beds of ease; 
 While 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 help me on to God? 
 
 4 Sure I must fight, if I would reign; 
 
 Increase my courage, Lord! 
 1*11 bear the toil, endure the pain, 
 Supported by thy word, 
 
 5 Thy saints, in all this glorious war, 
 
 Shall conquer though they die: 
 They see the triumph from afar, 
 By faith they bring it nigh. 
 
 6 When that illustrious day shall rise, 
 
 And all thy armies shine 
 In robes of victory through the skies, 
 The glory shall' be thine. 
 
48, .43 GRACES OF THE SPIRIT. 
 
 40 SONG. 7s. Newton. 
 
 Lovpstthou Me? 
 
 1 'npiS a point I long to know, 
 
 JL Oft it causes anxious thought- 
 Do I love the Lord, or no? 
 Am I his, or am I not? 
 
 2 If I love, why am I thus? 
 
 Why this dull and lifeless frame? 
 Hardly, sure, can they be worse, 
 Who have never heard his name. 
 
 3 [Could my heart so hard remain—* 
 Prayer a task and. burden prove — 
 Every trifle give me pain — 
 
 If 1 knew a Saviour's love! 
 
 4 When I turn my eyes within, 
 All is dark, and vain, and wild; 
 Fill'd with unbelief and sin — 
 Can I deem myself a child?] 
 
 5 If I pray, or hear, or read. 
 Sin is mix'd with all 1 do; 
 You that love the Lord indeed, 
 Tell me, is it thus with you? 
 
 6 Yet I mourn my stubborn will- 
 Find my sin a grief and thrall: 
 Should I grieve for what 1 feel, 
 If I did not love at all? 
 
 7 [Could I joy his saints to meet; 
 Choose the way I once abhor'd; 
 Find, at times, the promise sweet; 
 If I did not love the Lord?] 
 
 8 Lord, decide the doubtful case! 
 Thou, who art thy people's Sun, 
 Shine upon thy work of grace, 
 If it be indeed begun. 
 
 9 Let me love Thee more and more, 
 If I love at all, I pray! 
 
 If I have not lov'd before, 
 Help me to begin to-day. 
 
 aq SONG. 8s. £. Francis. 
 
 ^^ Supreme Love to Christ. 
 
 X T\/TY gracious Redeemer I love! 
 4JX His praises aloud I'll proclaim, 
 And join with the armies above 
 To shout his adorable name: 
 
GRACES OF THE SPIRIT. 49 
 
 To gaze on his glories divine 
 Shall be my eternal employ, 
 And feel them, incessantly shine, 
 My boundless ineffable joy. 
 9 He freely redeem'd, with his blood, 
 My soul from the confines of heil, 
 To live on the smiles of my God, 
 And in his sweet presence to dwell; 
 To shine with the angels of light; 
 With saints, and with seraphs to sing; 
 To view, with eternal delight, 
 My Jesus, my Saviour, my King. 
 
 3 In Meshech, as yet, I reside— 
 A darksome and restless abode! 
 Molested with foes on each side, 
 And longing to dwell with my God: 
 Oh, when shall my spirit exchange 
 This cell of corruptible clay, 
 
 For mansions celestial, and range 
 Through realms of ineffable day! 
 
 4 My glorious Redeemer! I long 
 
 To see Thee descend on the cloud, 
 Amidst the bright numberless throng, 
 And mix with the triumphing crowd: 
 Oh, when wilt thou bid me ascend, 
 To join in thy praises above, 
 To gaze on Thee world without end, 
 And feast on thy ravishing love? 
 
 5 Nor sorrow, nor sickness, nor pain, 
 Nor sin, nor temptation, nor fear, 
 Shall ever molest me again; 
 Perfection of glory reigns there: 
 This soul and this body shall shine 
 In robes of salvation and praise, 
 And banquet on pleasures divine 
 Where God his full beauty displays. 
 
 6 Ye palaces, sceptres, and crowns, 
 Your pride with disdain I survey; 
 
 Your pomps are but shadows and sounds, 
 
 And pass in a moment away: 
 
 The crown that my Saviour bestows, 
 
 Yon permanent sun shall outshine; 
 
 My joy everlastingly flows— 
 
 Sly God, my Redeemer, is mine. 
 
 a2 
 
50, 51 THE CHRISTIAN, 
 
 5Q SONG- 104th. Newton. 
 
 I will Trust and uot be Afraid. 
 
 1 T>EGONE, unbelief! my saviour is near, 
 _D And for my relief will surely appear: 
 
 By prayer let me wrestle, and he will perform: 
 With Christ in the vessel, 1 smile at the storm. 
 
 2 Though dark be my way, since he is my guide, 
 'Tis mine to obey, 'tis his to provide: 
 
 Tho' cisterns be broken, and creatures all fail, 
 The word he has spoken shall surely prevail. 
 
 3 His love, in time past, forbids me to think 
 He'll leave me at last in trouble to sink; 
 Each sweet Ebenezer I have in review, 
 
 Confirms his good pleasure to help me quite through, 
 
 4 Determin'd to save, he watch'd o'er my path, 
 When, Satan's blind slave, i sported with death; 
 And can he have taught me to trust in his name, 
 And thus far have brought me to put me to shame? 
 
 5 Why should I complain of want or distress, 
 Temptation or pain? — he told me no less: 
 The heirs of salvation, I know from his word, 
 Thro' much tribulation must follow their Lord. 
 
 6 How bitter that cup no heart can conceive, 
 Which he drank quite up, that sinners might lire! 
 His way was much rougher and darker than mine; 
 Did Christ, my Lord, suffer, and shall I repine? 
 
 7 Since all that I meet shall work for my good, 
 The bitter is sweet, the med'cine is food; 
 
 Tho' painful at present, 'twill cease before long. 
 And then, how pleasant the conqueror's song! 
 
 THE CHRISTIAN. 
 
 P*l SONG. 8.8, 6. J. C. W. 
 
 1 The Spiritual Pilgrim, 
 
 i TTQW happy is the pilgrim's lot, 
 XJ. How free from anxious care and thought, 
 
 From worldly hope and fear! 
 CoAfln'd to neither court no* cell. 
 
THE CHRISTIAN. 
 
 His soul disdains on earth to dwell, 
 He only sojourns here. 
 
 2 His happiness in part is mine; 
 Already sav'd from self-design. 
 
 From every creature-love — 
 Bless' d with the scorn of finite good — 
 My soul is lighten' d of its load, 
 
 And seeks the things above. 
 
 3 The things eternal I pursue, 
 And happiness beyond the view 
 
 Of those who basely pant 
 For things by nature, felt and seen: 
 Their honors, wealth, and pleasures mean, 
 
 I neither have nor want. 
 
 4 Nothing on earth I call my own: 
 
 A stranger, to the world unknown, 
 
 I all their good despise! 
 I trample on their whole delight, 
 And seek a country out of sight — 
 
 A country in the skies. 
 
 5 There is my house and portion fair; 
 My treasure and my heart are there, 
 
 And my abiding home: 
 For me my elder brethren stay; . 
 And angels beckon me away, 
 
 And Jesus bids me come. 
 
 6 I come, thy servant, Lord! replies, 
 I come to meet thee in the skies, 
 
 And claim my heavenly rest; 
 Now let the pilgrim's journey end; 
 Now — Oh, my Saviour, brother, friend!-— 
 
 Receive me to thy breast! 
 
 £LO SONG. 7s, 6s. 
 
 * J * The Filgrim's Song. 
 
 1 Tl ISE, my soul! and stretch thy wings, 
 JlV Thy better portion trace: 
 Rise, from transitory things, 
 
 T' wards heav'n, thy native place! 
 Sun, and moon, and stars, decay; 
 
 Time shall soon this earth remove; 
 Rise, my soul, and haste away 
 To seats prepar'd above! 
 
 63 
 
53 THE CHRISTIAN. 
 
 '2, Rivers to the ocean run, 
 
 Nor stav in all their course; 
 Fire, ascending, seeks the sun; 
 
 Both speed them to their source: 
 Thus a soul, new-born of God, 
 
 Pant* to view his glorious face, 
 Upward tends to his abode, 
 
 To rest in his embrace. 
 3 Cease, ye pilgrims, cease to mourn, 
 
 Press'onward to the prize, 
 Soon the Saviour will return 
 
 Triumphant in the skies: 
 Yet, a season, and you know- 
 Happy entrance will be given— 
 All vour sorrows left below, 
 
 And earth exchang'd for heav'n. 
 
 ^ Q SONG. 148th. 
 
 Oo Tiie Spiritual Voyage. 
 
 1 TBSUS! at thv command 
 J 1 launch into the deep, 
 And leave mv native land, 
 
 When sin lulls all asleep: < 
 For Thee- 1 would the world resign, 
 And sail to heaven with Thee and thine. 
 
 2 Thou art my pilot wise; 
 
 •My compass is thy word: 
 My soul each storm defies, 
 "While I have such a Lord! 
 I trust thv faithfulness and pow r 
 To save me in the trying hour. 
 
 3 Though rocks and quicksands deep 
 
 Through all my passage lie; 
 Yet Christ will safely keep 
 *nd guide me with his eye: 
 My anchor hope shall firm abide, 
 And I each hoist' rous storm outride. 
 
 4 By faith I see the land— 
 
 The port of endless rest: 
 My soul, thy sails expand. 
 And fly to Jesus' breast. 
 Oh, may I reach the heavenly *° or «» 
 Where winds and waves distress no more. 
 
THE CHRISTIAN. ^ 
 
 5 When'er becalm'd I lie, 
 
 And storms forbear to toss 
 Be thou, dear Lord! still nigh, 
 Lest I should suffer loss-' 
 Tor more the treach'rous calm I dread 
 lhan tempests bursting o'er my head. ' 
 6 Come, holy Ghost! and blow 
 A prosperous gale of grace; 
 Wan me from all below 
 Toheayen-mydestin'd place! 
 Ihen in full sail, my port I'il Had, 
 And leave the world and sin behind. 
 
 54 D ' song! sTmT~ 
 
 Rom. i : 10. The good thai 1 would I do not, 
 1 I W OULD, but cannot sing, 
 X I would, but cannot pray; 
 For Satan meets me when 1 try 
 And frights my soul away. ' 
 
 2 I would, but can't repeat 
 Though I endeavor oft; ' 
 
 v**? 1 ??? hean can Qe'er relent, 
 I ill Jesus makes it soft. 
 
 3 I would, but cannot love, 
 Though woo'd by Jove divine- 
 
 No arguments have power to move 
 A soul so base as mine. 
 
 4 I would, but cannot rest 
 In God's most holv wllj- 
 
 I know what he appoints is best 
 Vet murmur at it still. 
 
 5 could I but believe' 
 Then all would easv be: 
 
 I would, but cannot—Lord, relieve, 
 My heip must come from Thee! 
 
 6 But if indeed I would, 
 Though I can nothing do; 
 
 Yet the desire is something- good 
 ror which my praise is due. 
 * By nature prone to ill, 
 Till thine appointed hour, 
 * was as destitute of will 
 As now I am of power. 
 
 64 
 
56, 56 
 
 THE CHRISTIAN. 
 
 Wilt thou not crown at length 
 The work thou hast begun? 
 Jdwhh a will afford me strength 
 
 In all thy ways to run! 
 
 SONG. 10s. 
 
 55 T*»e Mercy tfe.it. 
 
 •2 Lord, 1 am come! thy gj« "Hftfr 
 
 Such was thy '"^^^ tLm raign. 
 SONG. 6s, 9s, 
 
 50 The Exultation. 
 
 I 
 
 COME away to the skies, 
 Mv beloved arise, 
 ^nd rejoice in the day thou wast bom. 
 On this festival day, 
 Come exulting »™I>- 
 And with singing, to Zton return. 
 We have laid up our love, 
 With our treasure above, 
 Thong* our bodies continue below, 
 
THE CHRISTIAN. 
 
 The redeem'd of the Lord, 
 
 We remember his word, 
 And with singing, to Paradise go* 
 
 For thy glory we were 
 
 First created to share 
 Both thy nature and kingdom divine; 
 
 IS'ow created again, 
 
 That onr souls may remain, 
 Both in time and eternity thine. 
 
 With thanks we approve 
 
 The design of thy love, 
 Which hath join'd us in Jesus's name, 
 
 So united in heart, 
 
 That we never can part — 
 We shall meet at the feast of the Lamb. 
 
 There, 0, there at his feet, 
 
 We shall joyfully meet, 
 And be parted in body no more; 
 
 We shall sing to our lyres, 
 
 With the heavenly choirs, 
 And our Saviour in glory adore. 
 
 Hallelujah we sing, 
 
 To our Father and King, 
 And his rapturous praises repeat, 
 
 To the Lamb that was slain, 
 
 Hallelujah again — 
 Sing all heaven, and fall at his feet. 
 
 SONG. S. M. 
 A Charge to Keep. 
 A CHARGE to keep I have, 
 ^_jL 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: 
 may it all my powers engage, 
 To do my Master's will. 
 Arm me with jealous care. 
 As in thy sight to live; 
 And 0, thy servant. Lord, prepare, 
 A strict account to give! 
 
5S THE CHRISTIAN. 
 
 4 Help toe to watch and pray, 
 And on thyself rely, 
 Oh let me ne'er my trust betray, 
 But faithful live and die. 
 
 SONG. Air— Home. 
 The Christians dome in Heaven. 
 
 5S 
 
 IAN alien from God, and a stranger to grace. 
 
 /"IL I wander 'd through earth, its gay pleasures to 
 In the pathway of sin 1 continued to roam, [trace; 
 Unmindful, alas! that it led me from home. 
 Home, home, sweet, sweet home, 
 Saviour! direct me to heaven, my borne. 
 
 2 The pleasures of earth, I have seen fade away, 
 They bloom for a season, but soon they decay, 
 But, pleasures more lasting, in Jesus are given, 
 Salvation on earth, and a mansion in heaven. 
 
 Home, home, sweet, sweet home, 
 
 The saints in those mansions are ever at home. 
 
 3 Allure me no longer, ye false glowing charms! 
 The Saviour invites me, I'll go to his arms; 
 
 At the banquet of mercy, 1 hear there is room, 
 
 there may I feast w^ith his children at home., 
 Home, home, sweet, sweet home, 
 
 Jesus, conduct me to heaven, my home. 
 
 4 Farewell, vain amusements, my follies, adieu, 
 While Jesus, and heaven, and glory, I view; 
 
 1 feast on the pleasures that flow from his throne, 
 The foretaste of heaven, sweet heaven, my home. 
 
 Home, home, sweet, sweet home, 
 
 when shall I share the fruition of home. 
 
 5 The days of my exile are passing away, 
 
 The time is approaching when Jesus will say, 
 'Well done, faithful servant; sit down on rny throne, 
 And dwell in my presence forever at home.' 
 Home, home, sweet, sweet home, 
 there shall I rest with the Saviour at home. 
 
 6 Affliction, and sorrow, and death shall be o'er, 
 The saints shall unite to be parted no more; 
 There loud hallelujahs fill heaven's high dome, 
 They dwell with the Saviour forever at home. 
 
 Home, home, sweet, sweet home, 
 
 They dwell with the Saviour forever at home. 
 
59 
 
 THE CHRISTIAN. 59, 60 
 
 SONG. 8s. 
 
 Anticipating Heaven, 
 
 1 \ WAY with our sorrow and fear, 
 j.\. We soon shall recover our home; 
 The city of sain Is shall appear, 
 
 The day of eternity come: 
 From earth we shall quickly remove, 
 
 And mount to our native abode, 
 The house of our Father above, 
 
 The palace of angels and God. 
 
 2 Our mourning is all at an end 
 
 When, rais'd by the life-giving word ? 
 We see the new city descend, 
 
 Adorn' d as a bride for her Lord: 
 The city so holy and clean, 
 
 No sorrow can breathe in the air, 
 No gloom of affliction or sin, 
 
 No shadow of evil is there! 
 
 3 By faith we already behold 
 
 That lovely Jerusalem near: 
 Her walls are of jasper and gold, 
 
 As crystal, her buildings are clear: 
 Immovably founded in grace, 
 
 She stands, as she ever hath stood i 
 And brightly her builder displays, 
 
 And shines with the glory of God. 
 
 go SONG. P. M. 
 
 The Christian's Hope in Trouble. 
 
 1 A FEW more days on earth to spend, 
 /"V And all my toils and cares shall end. 
 And I shall see my God and friend, 
 
 And praise his name on high: 
 No more to sigh nor shed a tear, 
 No more to suffer pain or fear- 
 But God, and Christ, and heav'n appear 
 
 Unto the raptur'd eye. 
 
 2 Then, my soul! despond no more; 
 The storm of life will soon be o'er, 
 And I shall find the peaceful shore 
 
 Of everlasting rest, 
 happy day! joyful hour! 
 
61 THE CHRISTIAN. 
 
 When freed from earth my soul shall tow'r 
 Beyond the reach of Satan's pow'r, 
 To be forever blest. 
 
 3 My soul anticipates the day, 
 1*11 joyfully the call obey, 
 Which comes to summon me away 
 
 To seats prepard'd above. 
 There I shall see my Saviour's face, 
 And dwell in his beiov'd embrace, 
 And taste the fulness of his grace, 
 
 Ami sing redeeming love. 
 
 4 Though dire afflictions press me sore, 
 And death's dark billows roll before, 
 Yet still by faiih I see the shore, 
 
 Beyond the roiling flood: 
 The banks of Canaan, sweet and fair, 
 Before my raptur'd eyes appear; 
 It makes me think I'm almost there, 
 
 In yonder bright abode. 
 f> To earthly cares I bid farewell, 
 And triumph over death and hell, 
 And go where saints and angels dwell, 
 
 'I'd praise the eternal Three. 
 I'll join with those who 're gone before, 
 Who sing and shout their sufferings o'er, 
 Where pain and parting are no more, 
 
 To all eternity 1 . 
 6 Adieu, ye scenes of noise and show! 
 And all this region here below, 
 Where nought but disappointments grow; 
 
 A better world's in view. 
 My Saviour calls! I haste away; 
 1 would not here forever stay; 
 Hail! ye bright realms of endless day! 
 
 Vain world, once more adieu! 
 
 fil SONG. P.M. 
 
 The Christian Soldier. 
 1 "ORETHREN, while we sojourn here, 
 _D Fight we must, but should not fear* 
 Foes we have, but we've a Friend, 
 One that loves us to the end; 
 Forward then with courage go, 
 Long we cannot dwell below; 
 
THE CHRISTIAN. €2 
 
 Soon the joyful news will come, 
 
 Child, your Father calls — Come home. 
 Q, In the world a thousand snares 
 
 Lay to take us unawares; 
 
 Satan, with malicious art, 
 
 "Watches each unguarded heart; 
 
 But from Satan's malice free, 
 
 Saints shall soon victorious be; 
 
 Soon the joyful news will come, 
 
 Child, your Father calls— Come home. 
 3 But of all the fees we meet, 
 
 Xone so apt to turn our feet, 
 
 None betray us into sin. 
 
 Like the foes we have within; 
 
 Vet let nothing spoil your peace, 
 
 Christ will also conquer these ; 
 
 Then the joyful news will come, 
 
 Child, your Father calls— Come :iome. 
 
 a-O SONG. P. M. 
 
 M * Hri«v,".!y Union. 
 
 1 i^OME, saints and sinners, hear me tell 
 v_^ The wonders of Iram&nuel, 
 
 Who salved me from a burning hell, 
 And brought my soul with him to dwell, 
 And gave me heavenly union. 
 
 2 When Jesus saw me frojri on high, 
 Beheld my soul in ruin lie, 
 
 He Jook'd on me with pitying eye, 
 And said to me. as he pass'd by, 
 'With God ycu have no union.' 
 
 3 Then I began to weep and cry; 
 
 And Jook'd this way and that, to ny, 
 It grieved me so that I must die; 
 1 strove salvation for to buy; 
 But still I had no union. 
 
 4 But when I hated all my sin. 
 My dear Redeemer took me in, 
 
 And with his blood he wash'd me clean; 
 And oh! what seasons I have seen 
 Since nrst I felt this union. 
 
&3, 64 THE CHRISTIAN. 
 
 6 I praised the Lord both night and day. 
 And went from house to house to pray > 
 And if I met one on the way, 
 I found I'd something still to say 
 About this heavenly union. 
 
 6 I now with saints can join to sing, 
 And mount an faith's triumphant wing,, 
 And make the heavenly arches ring 
 With loud hosannas to our King, 
 Who gave us heavenly anion. 
 
 
 go SONG. }\ M. 
 
 Mu'uul Ep«*ouriigeaMHii 
 
 1 /~10ME on, my fellow-pilgrims come, 
 V_7 And lei us all b« hastening home; 
 We soon shall land on yon blest shore,. 
 Where pains and sorrows are no more; 
 There we our Jesus shall adore, 
 
 For ever blest! 
 
 2 W T hat though our way to Zion be 
 Beset with pain and poverty; 
 What though temptations us assail, 
 Though foes increase, and friends all fail; 
 The Lord's our friend— we'll cry, all hailf 
 
 For ever blest! 
 
 3 0! what a joyful meeting, when, 
 With all the saints and righteous men, 
 And with the numerous angels too, 
 We sing the song for ever new, 
 
 And still have Jesus in our view, 
 For ever blest! 
 
 4 No period then our joys shall know, 
 Secure from every mortal foe; 
 
 No sickness there, no want, or pain, 
 Shall e'er disturb our rest again, 
 Wheu with Emmanuel we reign, 
 For ever blest. 
 
 fxA SONG. 8s, 7s, 4s. W. Parkinson. 
 
 u ^ Flope of a Revival. 
 
 1 /"^OME, dear brethren in the Saviour, 
 v_y Though we're few, let's not despair, 
 Jesus able is to favour-, 
 
THE CHRISTIAN. 65 
 
 Fly to him with every care; 
 
 He is able, he is able, 
 Zion's drooping head to rear. 
 "2 If but two or three remaining, 
 
 Meet for pray'r, he's in the midst; 
 Let us then, without complaining, 
 Wait till he shall us increase: 
 He is able, &c. 
 Soon he'll make our sorrows cease. 
 -3 By him stars and spheres were framed 
 JLight and darkness Jesus made; 
 From their graves the dead he raised; 
 Shall not his redeem'd be saved? 
 He is able, &c. 
 To bestow what we have crav'd. 
 A Well, my friends, as Christ is able, 
 Of his will we cannot doubt, 
 Since for all the Father gave him 
 Full salvation he wrought out; 
 Sure he never, sure he never 
 Spilt his precious blood for naught. 
 
 5 Let us love, adore and praise him, 
 
 As the Lord, our righteousness; 
 Own him in our whole behaviour, 
 
 Singing, ''We are sav'd by grace:" 
 Tiil in heaven, &c. 
 He shall give us all a place. 
 
 6 Now let's sweetly join in concert 
 
 To adore the sacred three-; 
 God who made us, Christ who sav'd us, 
 
 And the Spirit praised be, 
 By the ransom' d, &c. 
 Through a blest eternity. 
 
 ;5 SOiNG. C. M. 
 
 Fellowship with God. 
 
 1 T7VR0M all that's mortal, all that's vain, 
 JT And from this earthly clod, 
 
 Arise, my soul, and strive to gain 
 Sweet fellowship with God. 
 
 2 Say, wiiat is there beneath the skies, 
 
 Wherever thou hast trod. 
 Can suit thy wishes or ihy joys, 
 Like fellowship with God. 
 
65 THE CHRISTIAN 
 
 3 Not life, nor all the toys of art, 
 
 Nor pleasure's flowery road, 
 Can to my soul such bliss impart, 
 As fellowship with God. 
 
 4 ISot health, nor friendship, here beloiv, 
 
 Nor wealth, that golden load, 
 Can such delight or comfort show, 
 As fellowship with God. 
 
 5 When I am made, in love, to bear 
 
 Affliction's needful rod, 
 Light, sweet, and kind, the strokes appeal 
 Through fellowship with God. 
 
 6 In fierce temptation's fiery blast — 
 
 In dark desertion's road, 
 I'm happy if 1 can but taste 
 Some fellowship with God. 
 
 7 And when the icy hand of death 
 
 Shall chill my flowing blood, 
 
 may I yield my latest breath, 
 In fellowship with God. 
 
 8 When I at last, to heaven ascend, 
 
 And gain my blest abode, 
 Then an eternity I'll spend 
 In fellowship with God. 
 
 QQ SONG- 148th. Newton. 
 
 The Beggar's Prayer. 
 Matth. 7: 7. Ask and it shall be given, 
 
 1 TpNCOURAG'D by thy word 
 jQj Of promise to the poor, 
 
 Behold a beggar, Lord, 
 
 Waits at thy mercy's door! 
 No hand, no heart, Lord, but thine, 
 Can help or pity wants like mine. 
 
 2 The beggar's usual plea, 
 Relief from men to gain, 
 If offer'd unto Thee, 
 
 I know thou wouldst disdain; 
 And pleas which move thy gracious ear> 
 ATe such »s men would scorn to hear, 
 
 3 I have no right to say, 
 That though I now am poor, 
 Yet once there was a day 
 When I possessed more; 
 
 
THE CHRISTIAN. 6? 
 
 Thou know'st that from my very birth 
 I've been the poorest wretch on earth. 
 
 Nor can I dare profess, 
 
 As beggars often do, 
 
 Though great is my distress, 
 
 My wants have been but few: 
 If thou should'st leave my soul to starve, 
 It would be what I well deserve. 
 
 'Twere folly to pretend 
 
 I never begg'd before; 
 
 Or if thou now befriend, 
 
 I'll trouble thee no more: 
 Thou often hast reliev'd my pain, 
 And often I must come again. 
 
 Though crumbs are much too good 
 
 For such a dog an I; 
 
 No less than children's food 
 
 My soul can satisfy. 
 0! do not frown and bid me go, 
 I must have all thou canst bestow, 
 
 JNor can I willing be 
 
 Thy bounty to conceal 
 
 From others who, like me, 
 
 Their wants and hunger feel: 
 I'll tell them of thy mercy's store, 
 And try to send ten thousand more. 
 
 Thy thoughts, thou only wise! 
 
 Our thoughts and ways transcend 
 
 Far as the arched skies 
 
 Above the earth extend: 
 Such pleas as mine men would not hear, 
 But God receives a beggar's pray'r. 
 
 67 
 
 song;, a-, ?s. 
 
 The Pilgrim's Prayer, 
 1 f^i ENTLY, Lord, gently lead us 
 VJT Through this lonely vale of tears; 
 Through the changes thou'st decreed us, 
 
 Till our last great change appears. 
 When temptation's darts assail us, 
 When in devious paths we stray, 
 Let thy goodness never fail us, 
 Lead us in thy perfect way. 
 
66 THTE CHRISTIAN. 
 
 2 In the hour of pain and anguish, 
 
 In ihe hour when death draws near, 
 Suffer not our hearts to languish, 
 
 Suffer no i our souls to fear. 
 And when mortal life is ended, 
 
 Bid us in thine arms to rest, 
 Till, by angel hands attended, 
 
 We awake among the blest. 
 
 68 
 
 SONG. P. M. 
 The Christian Soldier Admonished. 
 
 1 /~"1 IRD thy loins up, christian soldier, 
 VT Lo! thy Captain calls thee out: 
 Let the danger make thee bolder; 
 
 War in weakness, dare in doubt. 
 Buckle on the heavenly armour; 
 
 Patch up no inglorious peace: 
 Let thv courage wax the warmer, 
 
 As thy foes and fears increase. 
 
 2 Bind the golden girdle round thee, 
 
 Truth to keep thee firm and tight, 
 Never shall the foe confound thee, 
 
 While the truth maintains the light. 
 Righteousness; within thee rooted, 
 
 May appear to take thy part; 
 But let righteousness imputed 
 
 Be the breast-plate of thy heart, 
 
 3 Shod with gospel preparation, 
 
 In the paths of promise tread; 
 Let the hope of free salvation, 
 
 As a helmet guard thy head. 
 When be.-et with various evils, 
 
 Wield the Spirit's two-edg'd sword; 
 Cut thy way through troops of devils, 
 
 While they fall before the word. 
 
 4 But when dangers closer threaten, 
 
 And thy sonj draws near to death; 
 When assaulted sore by Satan, 
 
 Then present the shield of faith. 
 Fiery darts of fierce temptations, 
 
 Intercepted by thy God; 
 These shall lose their force in patience, 
 
 Sheath'd in love and quench'd in blood. 
 
THE CHRISTIAN. 69 
 
 6 Though to speak thou be not able, 
 
 Always pray and never rest; 
 Prayer 's a weapon for the feeble: 
 
 Weakest souls can wield it best. 
 Ever on thy Captain calling, 
 
 Make thy whole condition known; 
 He shall hold thee up when falling, 
 
 Of shall lift thee up when down. 
 
 aq SOi\G. 8s, 7s. 
 
 ^^ Glory teen by Faith. 
 
 1 /~1 RE AT Redeemer, Friend of sinners, 
 vJ" Thou hast won'drous pow'r to save; 
 Grant me grace, and still protect me, 
 
 Over life s tempestuous wave. 
 May my soul, with sacred transport, 
 
 View the dawn while yet afar, 
 And until the sun arises, 
 
 Guide me by the morning star. 
 
 2 Oh! what madness! oh! what folly! 
 
 That my heart should go astray, 
 After vain and foolish trifles — 
 
 Trifles only of a day! 
 This vain world with all its pleasures* 
 
 Soon, alas! will be no more; 
 There * s no object worth admiring, 
 
 But the God whom we adore. 
 
 3 See the happy spirits waiting, 
 
 On the banks, beyond the stream, 
 Sweet responses still repeating, 
 
 Jesus, Jesus is their theme: 
 Hark! they whisper, lo! they call me, 
 
 * Sister spirit come away.' 
 Lo! I come — earth can't detain me; 
 
 Hail! the realms of endless day. 
 
 4 Swiftly roll, ye ling' ring hours; 
 
 Seraphs, lend your glittering wrings; 
 Love absorbs my ransom'd powers, 
 
 Heavenly music round me rings, 
 Worlds of light and crowns of glory. 
 
 Far above yon azure sky, 
 Only now by faith I see you: 
 
 Soon I hope to dwell on high. 
 
70, 71 THE CHRISTIAN. 
 
 70 
 
 SONG. 7s. Com per. 
 John 21: 16. Lov est thou me? 
 
 1 TTARK, my soul, it is the Lord; 
 _0_ 'Tis thy Saviour, hear his word: 
 Jesus speaks, and speaks to thee: 
 'Say, poor sinner, lovest thou me? 
 
 2 'I deliver'd thee, when bound, 
 
 'And, when wounded, heal'd thy wound, 
 'Sought thee wand'ring, set thee right, 
 'Tum'd thy darkness into light. 
 
 3 'Can a woman's tender care 
 'Cease towards the child she bare? 
 'Yes, she may forgetful be, 
 
 'Yet will I remember thee. 
 
 4 'Mine is an unchanging love, 
 'Higher than the heights above; 
 'Deeper than the depths beneath — 
 'Free and faithful — strong as death. 
 
 5 'Thou shalt see my glory soon, 
 'When the work of grace is done; 
 'Partner of my throne shalt be; 
 'Say, poor sinner, Jovest thou me?' 
 
 6 Lord, it is my chief complaint, 
 That my love is weak and faint, 
 Yet 1 love thee, and adore, 
 
 0, for grace to love thee more! 
 
 SONG. 8s. 
 
 Longing tor Christ 
 
 1 TTOW tedious and tasteless the hours 
 Xl When Jesus no longer I see; 
 
 Sweet prospects, sweet birds and sweet flowers. 
 Have all lost their sweetness to me: 
 
 The midsummer's sun shines but dim, 
 The fields strive in vain to look g&\ ; 
 
 But when I am happy in him, 
 December \s as pleasant as May. 
 
 2 His name yields the richest perfume, 
 
 And sweeter than music his voice; 
 His presence disperses my gloom, 
 And makes all within me rejoice: 
 
THE CHRISTIAN, 
 
 I should, were he always thus nigh, 
 Have nothing to wish or to fear; 
 
 No mortal so happy as I — 
 My summer would last all the year. 
 
 3 Content with beholding his face, 
 
 My all to his pleasure resign'd; 
 i^o changes of season or place 
 
 Would make any change in my mind: 
 While blest with a sense of his love, 
 
 A palace a toy would appear; 
 And prisons would palaces prove, 
 
 If Jesus would dwell with me there, 
 
 4 Dear Lord, if indeed I am thine, 
 
 If thou art my sun and my song, 
 Say, why do I languish and pine? 
 
 And why are my winters so long? 
 0, drive these dark clouds from my sky, 
 
 Thy soul-cheering presence restore: 
 Or take me up to thee on high, 
 
 Where winter and clouds are no more, 
 
 SONG. 6s, 9s. 
 The Obedient Happy. 
 
 HOW happv are thev, 
 Whof 
 
 their Saviour obey, 
 And have laid up their treasure above! 
 
 Tongue cannot express 
 
 The sweet comfort and peace 
 Of a soul in its earliest love! 
 
 That comfort was mine, 
 
 When the favor divine 
 I first found in the blood of the Lamb; 
 
 When my heart it beiiev'd, 
 
 What a joy 1 receiv'd — 
 What a heaven in Jesus 's name! 
 
 'Twas a heaven below, 
 
 My Redeemer to know; 
 And the angels could do nothing more, 
 
 Than to fall at his feet, 
 
 And the story repeat, 
 And the Lover of sinners adore, 
 
THE CHRISTIAN. 
 
 Jesus all the day long, 
 
 Was my joy and my song: 
 0, that all his Salvation might see? 
 
 He hath Iov'd me, 1 cried, 
 
 He hath sufTer'd and died, 
 To redeem a poor rebel like rne. 
 
 0, the rapturous height 
 
 Of that holy delight, 
 Which I feit in the life-giving blood! 
 
 Of my Saviour potest, 
 
 1 was perfectly blest, 
 As if fili'd with the fullness of God. 
 
 SONG. Ss. 
 
 * Phil. 1: 21. For me to live is Christy to die is gai?h 
 
 1 TTOW blest is our brother, bereft 
 _OL Of all thai could burden his mind; 
 How easy the soul that has left 
 
 This wearisome body behind! 
 Of evil incapable thou, 
 
 Whose relics with envy I see, 
 No longer in misery now, 
 
 A o longer a sinner like me. 
 
 2 This earth is affected no more 
 
 With sickness, or shaken with pain; 
 The war in the members is o'er, 
 
 And never shall vex him again: 
 Mo anger henceforward or shame, 
 
 Shall redden this innocent clay; 
 Extinct is the animal flame, 
 
 And passion is vanish' d away. 
 
 3 This languishing head is at rest, 
 
 Its thinking and aching are o'er; 
 This quiet, immoveable breast, 
 
 Is heav'd by affliction no more; 
 This heart is no longer the seat 
 
 Of trouble and torturing pain, 
 It ceases to flutter and beat, 
 
 It never shall flutter again. 
 
 4 The lids he so seldom could close, 
 
 By sorrow forbidden to sleep, 
 Seai'dup in eternal repose, 
 
 Have strangely forgotten to weep; 
 
THE CRISTIAN. 74, 75 
 
 The.se fountains can yield no supplies, 
 These hollows Irom water are free, 
 
 The tears are all wip'd from these eyes, 
 And evil they never shall see: 
 
 *?a SONG. P.M. 
 
 ' ^ Ps . 84: 10. For a day in thy courts is better than 
 
 a thousand. 
 i TTQW lovely the place where the Saviour appears, 
 .in To those who believe in his word; 
 His presence disperses my sorrows and fears, 
 And bids me rejoice in my Lord. 
 
 2 A day in his courts, than a thousand beside, 
 
 Is better and lovelier far — 
 My soul hates the tents where the wicked reside, 
 And all their delights I abhor. 
 
 3 Lord! give me a place with the humblest of saints, 
 
 For low at thy feet I would lie; 
 I know that thou hearest my feeble complaints; 
 Thou hearest the young raven's cry. 
 
 4 Give strength to the souls that now wait upon Thee, 
 
 0! come in thy chairiot of love; 
 From earth's vain enchantments, 0! help us to flee, 
 And set our affections above. 
 
 7- SONG, lis, 8s, 7s. 
 
 * " J If Lite's Pleasures charm thee-. 
 
 1 TF life's pleasures charm thee, give them not thy 
 X heart, 
 
 Lest the gift ensnare thee from thy God to part; 
 Hia favor seek, his praises speak, 
 
 Fix here thy hope's foundation; 
 Serve him, and he will ever be 
 
 The Rock of thy salvation. 
 
 2 If distress befall thee, painful though it be, 
 Let not grief appal thee; to thy Saviour flee; 
 
 He ever near, thy prayer will hear, 
 
 And calm thy perturbation: 
 The waves of wo, shall ne'er o'erflow 
 
 The Rock of thy salvation. 
 
 3 When earth's prospects fail thee, let it not distress, 
 Better comforts wait thee; Christ will freely bless; 
 
76 THE CHRISTIAN. 
 
 To Jesus flee; thy prop he'll be, 
 
 Thy heavenly consolation: 
 For griefs below, cannot o'erthrow 
 
 The Rock of thy salvation. 
 
 4 Dangers may approach thee— let them not alarm; 
 Christ will ever watch thee, and protect from harm; 
 
 He near thee stands, with mighty hands, 
 
 To ward off each temptation; 
 To Jesus fly, he's ever nigh, 
 
 The Rock of thy salvation. 
 
 5 Let not death akrm thee, shrink not from his blow, 
 For thy God shall arm thee, and victory bestow; 
 
 For death shall bring to thee no sting, 
 
 The grave no desolation; 
 'Tis gain to die with Jesus nigh, 
 
 The Rock of thy salvation. 
 
 7fi SONG. lis. 
 
 '^ I would not live a/way. — Job. 
 
 1 "I WOULD not live a! way: T ask not to stay 
 
 X Where storm after storm rises dark o'er the way; 
 The few lurid mornings that dawn on us here,] 
 Are enough for life's woes, full enough for its cheer 
 
 2 1 would not live a I war, thus fetter'd by sin; 
 Temptation, without, and corruption, within:' 
 E'en the rapture of pardon is mingled with fears, 4 
 And the cup of thanksgiving with penitent tears. 
 
 3 I would not live alway; no — welcome the tomb, 
 Since Jesus hath lain there,- 1 dread not its gloom; 
 There, sweet be my rest, till he bid me arise 
 
 To hail him in triumph_descending the skies. 
 
 4 Who, who would live alway, away from his God?? 
 Away from yon heaven, that blissful abode? 
 Where the rivers of pleasure flow o'er the bright 
 And the noontide of glory eternally reigns?_ [plains, 
 
 5 Where the saints of all ages.in harmony meet, 
 Their Saviour and brethren, transported to greet; 
 W 7 hile the anthems of rapture unceasingly roll, 
 And the smile of the Lord is the feast of the bouI? 
 
TN 
 1 1 
 
 THE CHRISTIAN. 77, ' 
 
 ~m SONG. P. M. 
 
 ^ ^ Ps. 40: 2. He brought me vp aho out of an 
 
 horrible pit. 
 form I Jong have bow'd the knee. 
 But nought attractive then could see, 
 To win my wayward heart to thee, 
 
 My Saviour! 
 
 2 Yet oft I trembled when I thought, 
 How I had sold myself for nought, 
 But still against thy love I fought, 
 
 3 To pleasure prone, I thought it hard, 
 From pleasure's path to be debarred, 
 Nor pleasure sought from thy regard, 
 
 4 At length, despairing to be free, 
 A vjilling slave I meant to be, 
 'Twas then thou didst appear to me, 
 
 5 Thou whom I had so long withstood, 
 Thou didst redeem my soul with blood, 
 And thou hast brought me nigh to God, 
 
 6 Trough storms and waves of conflict past, 
 Thy potent arm has held me fast. 
 And thou wilt save me to the last, 
 
 Mv Saviour! 
 
 78 
 
 SONG. 8s. 
 
 Experience. 
 
 1 T AM a stranger here below, 
 X And what I am is hard to know; 
 I am so vile, so prone to sin, 
 
 I fear that I'm not born again. 
 
 2 Would I experience call to mind— 
 1 often find myself so blind, 
 
 All marks of grace seem to be gone, 
 Which makes me fear that I am wrong. 
 
 3 I find myself out of the way, 
 
 My thoughts are often gone astray; 
 Like one alone I seem to be, 
 Or is there any one like me? 
 
 4 'Tis seldom I can ever see 
 Myself as I would wish to be; 
 What I desire 1 can't attain, 
 From what 1 hate I can't refrain. 
 
THE CHRISTIAN. 
 
 ij So far from God I seem to lie, 
 That often I'm constraint to cry; 
 I fear at last that I shall fall. 
 Or, if a saint, I'm least of all. 
 
 6 I seldom find a heart to pray, 
 
 So many things come in the way; 
 Thus nll'd with doubt, I ask to know, 
 Come, tell me is it thus with you? 
 
 7 By sore experience I do know, 
 There's nothing good that I can do; 
 I cannot satisfy the law, 
 
 Nor hope nor comfort from it draw. 
 S My nature is so prone to sin, 
 And all my duties so unclean, 
 That when I count up all the cost, 
 Without free grace I know I'm lost. 
 
 79 
 
 SONG. 8s, 7s. Montgomery. 
 Mark. 10: 28. We have left all and followed The*, 
 \ TESUS, I my cross have taken 
 J All to leave and follow Thee; 
 Naked, poor, despis'd, forsaken, 
 
 Thou, from hence, my all shalt be: 
 Perish every fond ambition, 
 
 All I've sought, or hop'd, or known, 
 Yet how rich is my condition, 
 God and heaven are still my own! 
 
 2 Let the world despise and leave me; 
 
 They have left my Saviour too; 
 Human hearts and looks deceive me — 
 
 Thou art not, like them, untrue; 
 And whilst Thou shalt smile upon me, 
 
 God of wisdom, love, and might, 
 Foes may hate, and friends disown me. 
 
 Show thy face and all is bright. 
 
 3 Go, then, earthly fame and treasure, 
 
 Corne disaster, scorn, and pain, 
 In thy service pain is pleasure, 
 
 With thy favor loss is gain. 
 I have calTd Thee, Abba, Father, 
 
 I have set my heart on Thee; 
 Storms may howl, and clouds mar gather, 
 
 All must vrork for good to me. 
 
THE CHRISTIAN SO, Si 
 
 orv SONG. 8s. Francis, 
 
 ^" Supreme love to Christ. 
 
 1 "TVTY gloriou.s Redeemer! I long 
 JLVA To see thee descend on the cloud, 
 Amidst the bright numberless throng, 
 
 And mix with the triumphing crowd: 
 Oh, when wilt thou bid me ascend, 
 
 To join in thy praises above, 
 To gaze on thee, world without end, 
 
 And feast on thy ravishing love? 
 
 2 Nor sorrow, nor sickness, nor pain, 
 
 Nor sin, nor temptation, nor fear, 
 Shall ever molest me again, 
 
 Perfection of glory reigns there: 
 This soul and thfs body shall shine 
 
 In robes of salvation and praise, 
 And banquet on pleasures divine, 
 
 Where God his lull beauty displays. 
 
 3 Ye palaces, sceptres, and crowns, 
 
 Your pride with disdain I survey, 
 Your pomps are but shadows and sounds. 
 
 And pass in a moment away: 
 The crown that my Saviour bestows, 
 
 Yon permanent sun shall outshine; 
 My joy everlastingly flows — 
 
 My God, my Redeemer, is mine. 
 
 81 
 
 SONG. C. M. Double. 
 Christ's Love the be.-t Feast. 
 
 1 TVTY soul doth magnify the Lord! 
 JAjL My spirit doth rejoice 
 
 In God my Saviour, and my King; 
 
 I hear his joyful voice. 
 1 need not go abroad for joy, 
 
 I have a feast at home; 
 My sighs are turned into songs, 
 
 The Comforter is come. 
 
 2 Down from above, the biessed Dove 
 
 Is come into my breast, 
 To witness God's eternal love; 
 
 This is my heavenly feast; 
 This makes me, Abba y Father, cry, 
 
 With confidence of soul; 
 This makes me cry, my Losd, my God, 
 
 And that without control. 
 
82 THE CHRISTIAN. 
 
 3 There is a stream which issues forth 
 
 From God's eternal throne, 
 And from the Lamb a living stream, 
 
 As clear as crystal stone: 
 This stream doth water Paradise, 
 
 It makes the angels sing; 
 One cordial drop revives my soul, 
 
 Whence all my joys do spring. 
 
 4 Such joys as are unspeakable, 
 
 And full of glory too; 
 Such hidden manna, hidden pearls, 
 
 As worldings do not know: 
 Eye hath not seen, nor ear hath heard, 
 
 From fancy 'tis conceal'd, 
 What thou, Lord, hast laid up for thine, 
 
 And hast to me reveal'd. 
 
 5 I see thy face, I hear thy voice, 
 
 I taste thy sweetest love; 
 My soul doth leap, but 0, for wings! 
 
 The wings of Noah's dove: 
 Then would I fly far hence away, 
 
 And leave this world of sin: 
 Then would my Lord put forth his hand; 
 
 And kindly take me in. 
 
 6 Then would my soul with angels feast 
 
 On joys that ever last, 
 Eefin'd, and full, and always new, 
 
 Delightful to the taste. 
 Bless'd be my God, the God of love! 
 
 Who gives me here a crumb, 
 And fills my soul with earnest hope 
 
 Till I arrive at home. 
 
 QO SONG. P. M. 
 
 ^^ 'Tis all for the Best. 
 
 1 IVTY soul now arise, 
 1.VX My passions take wing, 
 Look up to the skies, 
 And cheerfully sing; 
 Let God be the object, 
 In praises address' d, 
 And this be my subjeet, 
 " 'Tis all for the best." 
 
83 
 
 THE CHRISTIAN. 83 
 
 2 Search all the world through, 
 Examine and see, 
 
 And what canst thou view 
 
 More suited to thee, 
 Than this declaration, 
 
 In scripture expre^s'd, 
 *That God, thy salvation, 
 
 **Does ail for the best." 
 
 3 Though here day by day 
 His love shall see good, 
 Upon thee to lay 
 
 His fatherly rod; 
 Yet be not dejected. 
 
 However oppress'd; 
 Though sorely afflicted, 
 
 ** 'Tis all for the best.'* 
 
 4 On creatures below 
 I'll not set my heart, 
 For surely I know 
 We shortly must part; 
 
 For though when God gives them* 
 
 His name's to be bless'd, 
 Yet when he removes them, 
 
 •'■ 'Tis all for the best." 
 
 5 But the blest day! 
 And soon 'twill arise, 
 When freed from my clay, 
 I'll mount to the skies; 
 
 And when I do enter 
 
 My heavenly rest, 
 I'll there sing for ever, 
 
 " 'Twas all for the best." 
 
 'O 
 
 SONG. 7s. 6s. 
 Longing for Heaven. 
 WHEN shall I see Jesus, 
 And reign with him above: 
 And from that flowing fountain 
 
 Drink everlasting love? 
 When shall 1 be delivered 
 
 From this vain world of sin, 
 And with my blessed Jesus ? 
 Drink endless pleasures in? 
 
Si THE CHRISTIAN. 
 
 2 But now I am a soldier, 
 
 My Captain's gone before,. 
 He's given me my orders, 
 
 And bid me not to fear; 
 And if I hold out faithful, 
 
 A crown of life he'll give, 
 And all his valiant soldiers 
 
 Eternal life shall have. 
 
 3 Through grace I am determined 
 
 To conquer, though I die, 
 And then away to Jesus. 
 
 On wings of love I'll fly. 
 Farewell to sin and Borrow, 
 
 I bid you all adieu; 
 And you, my friends, prove faithful 
 
 And on your way pursue. 
 •1 When'er you meet with troubles 
 
 And trials on your way, 
 0, cast your care on Jesus, 
 
 And don't forget to pray. 
 Gird on the gospel armor 
 
 Of faith, and hope, and love; 
 Then, when the combat's ended, 
 
 You'll reign with him above. 
 
 84 
 
 SONG. P. M. 
 
 Desiring rn praise God. 
 
 1 /~\ GOD, my heart with love inflame, 
 KJ That 1 may in thy holy name, 
 Aloud in songs of praise rejoice, 
 While I have breath to raise my voice; 
 Then will I shout, then will I sing, 
 And make the heavenly arches ring; 
 I'll sing and shout, for evermore 
 On that eternal happy shore. 
 
 'I Jesus! hope of glory, come, 
 
 And make my heart thy humble home: 
 For the short remnant of my dnys, 
 I long to sing and shout thy praise. 
 Lord, give me now a heart to pray, 
 And live rejoicing every day; 
 To give thee thanks in every thing.. 
 To sing and shout, and shout and sing. 
 
THE CHRISTIAN. S5 
 
 3 When on my dying bed I lay, 
 
 Lord give me strength to shout and pray, 
 
 And praise thee with my latest breath, 
 
 Until my voice is lost in death; 
 
 Then sisters, brothers, shouting come, 
 
 My body follow to the tomb; 
 
 And as you march that solemn road, 
 
 Sing loud, and shout the praise of God. 
 
 4 Then you below, and I above, 
 
 Will sing and shout the God we love, 
 
 Until that great and solemn day, 
 
 When Christ shall call our slumb'ring clay. 
 
 Then from our dusty beds we'll spring, 
 
 And shout. death, where is thy sting? 
 
 grave where is thy victory? 
 
 We'll shout in vast eternity. 
 
 Qr SONG. P. M. 
 
 £**} Col. 2. 2. Their hearts comforted, being knit togeth- 
 er in love. 
 
 ■o 
 
 UR souls by love together knit, 
 Cemented, mix'd in one; 
 One hope, one heart, one mind, one voice, 
 
 'Tis heav'n on earth begun; 
 Our hearts have burn'd while Jesus spake, 
 
 And glow'd with sacred fire; 
 He stopp'd, and talk'd, and fed, and bless'd 
 And filFd the enlarged desire. 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 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 lie pours: 
 'Tis almost done, 'tis almost o'er, 
 We're joining them who're gone before, 
 We soon shall meet to part no more. 
 2 We're soldiers fighting for our God, 
 Let trembling cowards fly; 
 
 We'll stand unshaken, firm, and fix'd, 
 W 7 ith Christ to live and diet 
 
 Let devils rage, and hell assail, 
 We'll cut our passage through; 
 
 Though foes unite, and friends desert, 
 We 11 atill the crown pursue. 
 
BO THE CHRISTIAN. 
 
 3 The little cloud increases still, 
 
 The heavens are big with rain; 
 We haste to catch the teeming show'r, 
 
 And all its moisture drain: 
 A rill, a stream, a torrent flows, 
 
 But pour the mighty flood: 
 Oh! sweep the nations, shake the earth, 
 
 Till all proclaim thee God. 
 4. And when thou makest thy jewels up. 
 
 And set' st thy starry crown; 
 When all thy sparkling gems shall shine, 
 
 Proclaim' d by thee thy own; 
 May we, the little band of love, 
 
 We sinners sav'd by grace; 
 From glory into glory chang'd, 
 
 Behold thee face to face. 
 
 86 
 
 SONG. C. M. 
 Christian Love. 
 
 1 S~\ HAPPY time, long waited for, 
 \_S The comfort ol my heart, 
 
 Since I have met the saints once more, 
 May we in union part. 
 
 2 Temptations cease to break my peace, 
 
 And all my sorrows die; 
 When I with you my love renew, 
 what a heaven have I. 
 
 3 My sorrows past and I at last, 
 
 Have heavenly comforts found: 
 My heart to Jesus I have given, 
 And I'm for Canaan bound. 
 
 4 If fellowship with saints below 
 
 Is to our souls so sweet, 
 What heavenly raptures shall we know, 
 When round the throne we meet. 
 
 5 While here we sit and sing his love, 
 
 With raptures so divine: 
 Our joys are more like theirs above, 
 While in their songs we join. 
 
 6 Our hearts are filled with holy zeal; 
 
 We long to see the King: 
 We long to see those heavenly hills, 
 Where saints and angels sing. 
 
THE CHRISTIAN. S7, 85 
 
 <&7 SONG. lis. 
 
 ■I f\H how 'I have long'd for the coming of God, 
 KJ And sought him by praying and searching his 
 
 word: 
 With watching and praying my soul was oppress'*!, 
 iVor could -I give over till Jesus had bless'd, 
 
 ■2 The tokens of mercy at length did appear, 
 According to promise he answer' d my prayer; 
 And glory is open'd in floods on my soul, 
 Salvation from Zion'6 beginning to roll. 
 
 3 The news of his mercy is sounding aloud, 
 And .sinner* come crying and weeping to God; 
 They're mourning and praying at home and abroad, 
 And many find favor through Jesus's blood. 
 
 4 Still more, my dear Saviour, here fall at thy feet 
 Oppress'd by a burdc« enormously great; 
 
 raise them, dear Jesus, to tell of thy lo\ f e. 
 And shout hailelujah with angels above. 
 
 5 I'll sing and I'll pray, and I'll pray and I'll sing, 
 O God! make the nations in praises to ring, 
 With loud acclamations of Jesus's love, 
 
 And carry us all to the city above. 
 
 6 We wait for thy chariot, it seems to draw near; 
 <Q come, thou dear Saviour, let glory appear! 
 We long to be singing and praising above, 
 With angels o'er whelmed in oceans of love! 
 
 QQ SONG. Its. 
 
 John 21: 17. Sinner, Lovest thou me? 
 
 1 /~\H! Jesus, my Saviour, to thee I submit, 
 
 \ ) With love and thanksgiving fall down at thy feet; 
 The sacrifice offer'd, my soul, flesh, and blood; 
 Thou art my Redeemer, my Lord, and my God. 
 
 2 I love Thee— I love Thee— I love Thee, my Lord! 
 I love Thee, my Saviour, I love Thee, my God. 
 
 I love Thee— I love Thee— and that thou dost know; 
 But how much I love thee I never can show. 
 
 3 I'm happy— I'm happy— wond'rous account! 
 My joys are immortal, I stand on the mounL 
 
 I gaze' on my treasure, and long to be there, 
 With angels my kindred, and Jesus my deal, 
 
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 4 Je9us, my Saviour, in Thee I am blest: 
 
 My life and my treasure, my joy and my rest. 
 
 Thy grace i3 my theme, and thy name is my song; 
 
 Thy love doth inspire my heart and my tongue. 
 
 All human expressions are empty and vain, 
 
 They cannot unriddie the heavenly flame. 
 
 I am sure if the tongue of an angel 1 had, 
 
 I could not the myst'ry completely describe. 
 6 0, who is like Jesus! he's Salem's great king} 
 
 He smiles and he loves me, he learns me to sing? 
 
 1'Jl praise my dear Jesus, 1 love his dear name; 
 
 I'll Jove and I'll praise him, when the world's in ft 
 flame. 
 
 tfQ SONG. P. M. 
 
 ^^ A een*e <»f Divine l.ove. 
 
 1 /^|NE spaTk, God! of heavenly fire, 
 V_J Awakes my soul with warm desire, 
 
 I'o reach the realms above: 
 Immortal glories round me shine, 
 1 drink the streams of life divine, 
 
 And sing redeeming love. 
 
 2 0! could I wing my way in haste. 
 Soon with bright seraphs would I feast, 
 
 And learn their sweet employ: 
 I'd glide along the heavenly stream, 
 And join their most exalied theme 
 
 Uf everlasting joy. 
 
 3 Too mean this little globe for me, 
 Nor will I e'er contented be 
 
 To feast on things so mean: 
 Its greatest riches are but dreys. 
 Us grandeur short, its pleasures eras.:-, 
 
 Its joys all mix'd with pain. 
 
 4 But resting in my Saviour's arms, 
 My soul enjoys transporting charm* 
 
 Of everlasting love: 
 Here's life, here's joy, here's solid peace, 
 A friendship that will never cease, 
 
 A rock that cannot move. 
 
 5 Soar, then, my soul, stretoh every thought. 
 To rearm within tfye heavenly court. 
 
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 Then with bright angels let me rise, 
 And find my seat above the skies, 
 
 Where sins no more disturb. 
 6 There, with an everlasting band 
 Of kindred souls, at God's right hand, 
 
 My happy lot shall be; 
 To soar, to shout, to reign, to rest, 
 Forever and forever bless' d, 
 
 With Thee, God! with Thee. 
 
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 SONG. C. M. Cowper. 
 Lively Hope and Gracious Fear. 
 
 1 T WAS a grovelling creature once, 
 _L And basely cleav'd to earth: 
 
 I wanted spirit to renounce 
 The clod that gave me birth. 
 
 2 But God has breath'd upon a worm, 
 
 And sent me from above, 
 Wings, such as clothe an angel's ioim, 
 The wings of joy and love. 
 
 3 With these to Pisgah's top I fly, 
 
 And there delighted stand, 
 To view beneath a shining sky 
 The spacious promis'd land. 
 
 4 The Lord of all the vast domain 
 
 Has promis'd it to me; 
 The length and breadth of all the plain. 
 As far as faith can see. 
 
 5 How glorious is my privilege! 
 
 To thee for help I call; 
 I stand upon a mountain's edge, 
 Oh save me, lest I fall! 
 
 6 Though much exalted in the Lord, 
 
 My strength is not my own; 
 Then let me tremble at his word, 
 And none shall cast me down. 
 
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 qi SONG. 10s, lis. 
 
 **■■• Renouncing the World. , 
 
 1 f~\ TELL me no more of this world's vain store, 
 V/j The time for such trifles with me now is o'er; 
 A country I've found where true joys abound, 
 
 To dwell I'm determin'd on that happy ground. 
 
 2 The souls that believe in glory shall live, 
 And me in that number will Jesus receive; 
 My soul, don't delay — he calls me away; 
 
 Rise, follow, thy Saviour, and bless the glad day. 
 
 3 No mortal doth know what he can bestow, 
 
 What light, strength, and comfort— go after him, go: 
 
 Lo! onward 1 move to a city above, 
 
 None guesses how wond'rous my journey will prove. 
 
 4 Great spoils I shall win from death, hell, and sin, 
 'Midst outward affliction shall feel Christ within; 
 And when I'm to die, receive me, I'll cry, 
 
 For Jesus hath lov'd me, I cannot tell why. 
 
 5 But this do I find, we two are so join'd, 
 He'll not live in glory and leave me behind; 
 So this is the race I'm running through grace, 
 Henceforth, till admitted to see my Lord's face. 
 
 •6 And now I'm in care, my neighbors to share 
 These blessings — to seek them will none of you dare 
 In bondage, O why! in death will you lie, 
 When one here assures you free grace is so nigh? 
 
 OO SONG. L. M. 
 
 **^ Longing for a place with Christ. 
 
 1 f~\ MAY I worthy prove to see 
 \J) The saints in full prosperity; 
 To see the bright, immortal bride, 
 Close seated by her Saviour's side. 
 
 2 0, may I find some humble seat 
 Beneath m\ clear Redeemer's feet, 
 Where I may .sit and humbly sing 
 Salvation to my glorious King. 
 
 3 I'll praise my Maker while I've breath; 
 I hope to praise him after death; 
 
 I hope to praise him when I die, 
 And shout salvation as I fly. 
 
 
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 4 Farewell, vain world! I'm going home; 
 My Saviour smiles and bids me come; 
 Bright angels beckon me away, 
 
 To sing God's praise in endlesb day. 
 
 5 I soon shall pass the vale of death, 
 And in his arms resign my breath; 
 And then my happy soul shall tell, 
 My Jesus hath done all things well. 
 
 6 I soon shall hear the awful sound, 
 Awake, ye nations under ground; 
 Arise, and drop your dying shrouds, 
 And meet King Jesus in the clones. 
 
 7 And when to that bless'd world I rise, 
 And join the anthems in the skies, 
 This note above the rest shall swell, 
 My Jesus has done all things well. 
 
 8 There shall I see my blessed God; 
 And praise him in his bright abode; 
 My theme, through ail eternity, 
 Shall glory, gfory, glory, be. 
 
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 03 song. p. Mr. 
 
 Song 3: 3. Saw ye him whom my soul loveth* 
 
 JAW ye my Saviour? Saw ye my Saviour! 
 
 ; Saw ye my Saviour God! 
 
 O, he died on Calvary, 
 
 To atone for you and me, 
 And to purchase our pardon with blood. 
 1 He was extended, he was extended, 
 So painfully nail'd to the cross; 
 
 O, he bow'd his head and died 
 
 There my Lord was crucified, 
 To atone for a world that was lost. 
 
 3 Jesus hung bleeding, Jesus hung bleeding, 
 
 Three dreadful hours in pain; 
 0, the solid rocks were rent, 
 Through creation's vast extent, 
 When the Jews crucified the Lamb. 
 
 4 Darkness prevailed, darkness prevailed, 
 
 Darkness prevail* d o'er the land. 
 And the sun refus'd to shine, 
 Wkile his Majesty divine 
 Was derided, installed and slain. 
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 o When it was finished, when it was finished, 
 And the atonement was made, 
 lie was taken by the great, 
 And embalm**] in spires sweet, 
 And was in a new sepulchre laid. 
 
 6 Hail, mighty Saviour, hail, mighty Saviour, 
 
 Prince and the Auihor of peace! 
 Soon he burst the bands of death, 
 And triumphant, from the earth, 
 He ascended to mansions of bliss. 
 
 7 There interceding, there interceding, 
 
 Pleading that sinners may live, 
 Crying, 'See my hands and "side, 
 Father, 1 was crucified 
 To redeem them, I pray Thee forgive.' 
 
 8 'I will forgive them, I will forgive them, 
 
 When they repent and believe; 
 Let them now return to Thee, 
 And be reconciPd to me, 
 And salvation they all shall receive.' 
 
 CM SONG. 7' s. 
 
 Eph. 2: 5. By grace arc ye saved. 
 
 1 QAV'D bv grace, I live to tell 
 
 k} What the love of Christ has done; 
 He redeemed my soul from hell, 
 
 Of a rebel made a son: 
 Oh! I tremble sill I to fchini 
 
 How secure 1 liv'd in sin; 
 Sporting on destruction's brink, 
 
 Yet preserv'd from falling in. 
 
 2 In % kind, propitious hour, 
 
 To my heart the Saviour spoke; 
 Touch 'd me by his Spirit's power, 
 
 And my dangerous slumber broke: 
 Then I saw and ovn'd my guilt; 
 
 Soon my gracious Lord replied, 
 'Fear not"; 1 mv blood have spilt. 
 
 'Twas for such as thee 1 died.' 
 
 3 Shame and wonder, joy and love, 
 
 All at once possess'd rny heart; 
 On I hope thy giace to pro^e, 
 After acting suet a part! 
 
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 'Thou hast greatly sinn'd,' ae said, 
 
 'But I ireeiy ali forgive; 
 1 myself thy debt have paid. 
 
 Now I bid thee rise and live!* 
 4 Come, my fellow-sinners, try, 
 
 Jesus' heart is ful] of love; 
 that you, as well as I, 
 
 May his wond ous mercy prove! 
 He has sent me to declare, 
 
 AH is ready, all is iree; 
 Why should any soul despair, 
 
 When he sav"'d a wretch like me? 
 
 qr SONG. L. M. 
 
 ***^ Adino iiiinn to Holmes*. 
 
 1 QAY now, ye lovely social band, 
 
 £3 Who walk the way to Canaan's land; 
 Ye, who have fled from Sodom's plain, 
 Say, would you now return again? 
 
 2 Have you just ventur'd to the field, 
 
 Well arm'd with helmet, sword, and shield, 
 And shall the world, with are »d alarms, 
 Compel you now to ground your arms? 
 
 3 Beware of pleasure's siren song; 
 Alas! it cannot soothe you long; 
 It cannot quiet Jordan's wave. 
 
 Nor cheer the dark and silent grave. 
 
 4 0, let your thoughts delight to soar 
 Where earth and time shall be no more; 
 Explore by faith the heavenly fields, 
 And pluck the frnit that Canaan yields. 
 
 5 There see the glorious hosts on wing, 
 And hear the lieav'nly seraphs sing! 
 The shining ranks in order stand, 
 Or move like lightning at command. 
 
 6 Jehovah there reigns not alone, 
 The Saviour shares his Father's throne; 
 While angels circle round his seat, 
 And worship prostrate at his feet. 
 
 7 Behold! I see, among the rest, 
 A host in richer garments dress'd; 
 A host that near his presence stands, 
 And palms of victory grace their hands. 
 
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 i> Say, who are these I now behold, 
 
 With biood-wasird robe* and crowns of goldf 
 Tins glorious host is not unknown 
 To him who sits upon the throne. 
 
 9 These are the followers of the Lamb; 
 From tribulation great they came; 
 And on the hill of sweet repose, 
 They bid adieu to all their woes. 
 10 Soon on the wings of love you'll fly, 
 To join them in that world on high; 
 O, make it now your chiefeot care, 
 The image of your Lord to bear. 
 
 qg SONG. Ss, 8s, 6s. 
 
 Col. 3: 2. Set your ajjections on things above, 
 J HHELL me no more of earthly toys, 
 JL Of .sinful mirth and carnal joys, 
 
 The things 1 loved before; 
 Let ma but view my Saviour's face, 
 And feel his animating grace, 
 And I desire no more. 
 
 2 Tell me no more of praise and wealth, 
 Tell me no mure of ea*e and health, 
 
 For these have all their snares; 
 Let me but know my sins forgiven, 
 And see my name enrolled in heaven, 
 
 And I am free from cares. 
 
 3 Tell me no more of lofty towers, 
 Delightful gardens, fragrant bowers, 
 
 For these are trifling things; 
 The little room for me design'd. 
 Wilt suit as well my easy mind, 
 
 As palaces of kings. 
 
 4 Tell me no more of crowded guests, 
 Of sumptuous feasts and gaudy dress. 
 
 Extravagance and waste: 
 My little table, only spread 
 With wholesome herbs and wholesome bread. 
 
 Will better suit my taste. 
 6 Give me the Bible in rny hand, 
 A heart to read and understand 
 
 And faith to trust the Lord; 
 I'd pit alone from day to day, 
 #ot urge mv company to *i&?, 
 
 .Vrir *rhh tt) roVe sSrcratL 
 
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 THE CHRISTIAN. 97,93 
 
 SONG. P.M. 
 1 John 3:2. It doth not ytt rppear what we shall bt* 
 
 1 npHERE is an hour of peaceful rest, 
 
 X To mourn ins wanderers given; 
 There is a joy for souls distresb'd, 
 A balm for every wounded breast — 
 'Tis found above — in heaven. 
 
 2 There is a home for weary souls, 
 By *in and sorrow driven; 
 
 "When toss'd on life's tempestuous shoals 
 Where storms arise and ocean roils, 
 Aiad all is dark — but heaven. 
 
 3 Thtre, faith lifts up her cheerful eye, 
 To brighter prospects giMNi; 
 
 And views the tempest passing by, 
 The evening shadows quickly fly, 
 And ail serene — in heaven. 
 A There, fragrant flowers immortal bioom, 
 And joys supreme are given. 
 There joys divine disperse the gloom: 
 Beyond the confines of the tomb, 
 Appears the dawn of heaven. 
 
 QO SONG. L. M. 
 
 Heb. 11: 14. Seek a country — a heavenly. 
 
 1 rp.HERE is a heav'n above the skies, 
 
 JL A heav'n where pleasure never dies, 
 A heav'n 1 sometimes hope to see, 
 But fear again 'tis not for me. 
 
 But, Jesus, Jenis, is my friend, hallelujah, 
 Hallelujah, Jesus, Jesus, is my friend. 
 
 2 The way is difficult and strait, 
 And narrow is the gospel gate; 
 Ten thousand dangers are therein, 
 Ten thousand snares to take me in. 
 
 But., Jesus, &c. 
 
 3 1 travel through a world of foes, 
 Through conflicts sore my spirit goes; 
 The tempter cries, I ne'er snail stand 
 ISor reach fair Canaan's happy hied- 
 
 But, Jesus, &c. 
 
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 4 Gome life, come death, come then what will, 
 His footsteps i will follow still; 
 
 Through dangers thick and hell's alarms, 
 t shall be saie Lit i;U ceui aims. 
 Jesu.s, && 
 
 5 Then, oh, my son!, arise and sing, 
 Behold thy Saviour, friend, and king. 
 With pleasing smiles he now looks down, 
 And cries 'press on and here's the crown.' 
 
 Jesus, tec. 
 C 'Prove faithful then a few more days, 
 Fight the good fight and win the race; 
 And then thy son I with us shall reign, 
 Thy head a crown of glory gain.' 
 
 Jesus, &c. 
 
 QQ SONG. P. M. 
 
 B * 7 The Way f« ZIqh. 
 
 1 rjlHKRE is a land of pleasure, 
 
 J_ Where stream* of joy forever roll, 
 'Tis there I have rny treasure, 
 
 And there I hope to rest my soul; 
 Long darkness dwelt around me, 
 
 With scarcely once a cheering ray; 
 Hut since the Saviour found me, 
 
 A lamp has shone along my way. 
 
 2 My way is full of danger, 
 
 But 'tis the path that leads to God, 
 And like a valiant soldier, 
 
 I'll boldly march along the road: 
 Now I must gird my sword on, 
 
 My breastpl to, helmet, and my shield, 
 And fUht the hosts of Satan, 
 
 Until I gain the heavenly field. 
 
 3 Pin on my way to Ziou, 
 
 Still guided by my Saviour's hand: 
 Oh, come along, poor sinners, 
 
 And view [mmanuel 8 hippy land: 
 To all that stay behind me, 
 
 I bid a long, and sad tare well; 
 O, come, or you'll repent it, 
 
 When you do reach the gates of hell. 
 
 4 The vale of death's surrounds me. 
 
 And Jordan's current rolls *:><>ir>rr: 
 
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 Oh! how I stand and tremble. 
 
 To hear the dismal waters roar: 
 Whose hand .shall then support me. 
 
 And keep my soul from sinking there: 
 From sinking down to darkness 
 
 And to the regions of despair? 
 
 5 This stream shall not affright me,. 
 
 Although 'tis deeper than the grave; 
 11 Jesus stand beside me, 
 
 I'll smoothly ride on Jordan's wave; 
 His word has calm'd the ocean, 
 
 His lamp has cheer' d the gloomy vale; 
 Oh! may this friend be with me, 
 
 When through the gates of death I sail, 
 
 6 Soon the archangel's trumpet, 
 
 Shall shake the globe from pole to pole, 
 And all the wheels of nature 
 
 Shall in a moment cease to roll: 
 Then we shall see the Saviour, 
 
 With shining ranks of angels, come, 
 To execute his vengeance, 
 
 And take his ransom' d people home. 
 
 100 SONG, P.M. 
 
 The Chnstinn Soldier 
 
 1 QOLDIER, go— but not to claim 
 
 Mouldering spoils of earth-born treasure; 
 JNot to build a vaunting name, 
 
 JNot to dwell in tents of pleasure: 
 Dream not that the way is smooth, 
 
 Hope not that the thorns are roses; 
 Turn no wishful eye of youth, 
 
 Where the sunny beam reposes: 
 Thou hast sterner work to do, 
 Hosts to cut thy passage through: 
 Close behind thee gulfs are burning — 
 Forward, then! — there's no returning. 
 
 2 Soldier, rest — but not for thee 
 
 Spreads the worLd her downy pillow; 
 On the rock thy couch must be, 
 
 While around thee chafes the billow: 
 Thine must be a watchful sleep, 
 
 Wearier than another's waking; 
 
101 THK CHRISTIAN. 
 
 Such a charge as thou must keep 
 Brooks no moment of forsaking: 
 Sleep as on the battle-field, 
 Girded— grasping sword and shield; 
 Those thou canst noi name nor number 
 Steal upon thy broken slumber. 
 3 Soldier, me! — the war is done: 
 Lo, the hosts of hell are living! 
 'Twas Thy Lord the battle won; 
 
 Jesus vanquish 'd them by dying- 
 Pa^ s the stream — before thee lies 
 All thi- conquer'd land of glory: 
 Hark! what songs of rapture rise! 
 These proclaim the victor's story: 
 Soldier, lay thy weapons down, 
 Quit ihe sword, and lake the crown; 
 Triumph! — all thy foes are banish'd. 
 Death is .slain, and earth has vanish'd, 
 
 1QJ £ONG. 8s. 
 
 Longing for Henvetoly Ml*. 
 
 1 QTILL out of the deepest abyss 
 k>» Of trouble I mournfully cry; 
 And pine to recover my peace, 
 
 And see my Redeemer and die. 
 I cannot, I cannot forbear 
 
 The.<e passionate longings for home; 
 0! when will my spirit be there! 
 
 0! when will the messenger come! 
 
 2 Thy nature I Ion? lo put on, 
 
 Thine image on earth to regain; 
 And then in the grave to lay down 
 
 This burden of body &nd pain. 
 Jesus, in pity draw near, 
 
 And lull me to sleep on thy breast; 
 Appear, to my rescue appear, 
 
 And gather me into thy re^u 
 
 3 To take a poor fugitive in, 
 
 The arms of thy mercy display; 
 And give me to rest irom all sin, 
 
 And bear me triumphant ft way; 
 Away from a world of distress, 
 
 Away to the mansions above; 
 A heaven of seeing thy face, 
 
 A heaven of feeling thy love. 
 
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 lAO SONG. 8a. 
 
 * v ~ Ti>e Victory of Faith. 
 
 1 nPHIS fast my soul has caught new fife, 
 
 1 I feel that heaven is drawing nigher, 
 I long to leave this cumb'rous clay, 
 And mount and soar to endless day. 
 When christians join in fervent prayer, 
 Jehovah— Jesus meets them there; 
 They wield the Spirit's glittering sword, 
 And hosts are conquered by the word. 
 
 2 See Gideon marching forth to fight, 
 Having a trumpet and a light! 
 
 He took his pitcher and his lamp, 
 And storm'd the Midianitish camp! 
 Saint Paul and Silas, bound in jail, 
 Would sing and pray in spite of hell, 
 And I will also praise my King, 
 Although oppos'd by earth and sin. 
 
 3 Amidst temptations sharp and strong, 
 Rejoice, the warfare is not long; 
 Fight on, ye sons of liberty, 
 
 And you shall r^ign eternally: 
 And since I am in Jesus bless'd, 
 I'm travelling to a world of rest, 
 To join the angels round the throne, 
 Where sin and sorrow are unknown. 
 
 4 The hottest battle t« begun, 
 Come, stand the fire until 'ti-s done! 
 Some foes are wounded, others slain; 
 Fight on, and you with Christ shall reign: 
 Jehovah, the eternal King, 
 
 With love will say, 'My saints, come in! 
 You've fought through many a battle sore, 
 Come, reign with me for evermore!' 
 £ 'Come, wear the crown, and let your tonguei 
 Begin the sweet eternal song;' 
 Then we shall lay our weapons by, 
 And shottt with angels through the sky: 
 O glory, glory, to the Lamb! 
 Throughout my soul I feel the iiame; 
 Come, lend your wings, ye hosts above* 
 And bear me to the God qS iova. 
 
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 1Q3 SONG. 8*. 
 
 Longing foe Divrns Omrmualon. 
 1 rpHOU Shepherd of Israel, and mine* 
 JL The joy and desire of my heart, 
 For closer communion I pine, 
 
 I long to reside where thou art: 
 Thy pastures 1 languish to find, 
 
 Where all who their Shepherd obey 
 Are fed, on thy bosom recJin'd— 
 
 Are screen' d from the heat of the day.-, 
 Z U! show rne that happiest place, 
 
 The place of tby people's abode, 
 "Where saints in an ec-tacy ;;yze, 
 
 And hang on a crucified God. 
 Thy love for a dinner declare, 
 
 Thy passion and death on the tree; 
 My spirit to Calvary bear, 
 
 To Buffer and triumph with Thee. 
 3 'Tis there, with the lambs of thy iioci: ft 
 
 There oniv 1 covet to reel, 
 To lie at the foot of the rock, 
 
 Or rise to be hid in thy breast: 
 'Tis there I would always abide, 
 
 And never one moment depart; 
 Conceal' d in the cleft of thy' side, 
 
 Eternally hid in thy heart'. 
 
 1 04 "TsongT c. m". 
 
 lvr * Enquirer tu d OttrwtftinJ 
 
 1 "VTTHAT poor despised company 
 
 VV Of travellers are these, 
 That walk in yonder narrow way, 
 Along that rugged maze? 
 
 2 Why, they are of a royal line, 
 
 All children of a king: 
 Heirs of immortal crowns divine, 
 And loud for joy they sing. 
 
 3 Why do they then appear so mean. 
 
 And why so much despis'd? 
 Because, of their rich robes unseen, 
 The world is not appriz'd. 
 
 4 But some of them seem poor, distress'^ 
 
 And lacking daily bread! 
 Ah! they're of wealth divine posse&s'd, 
 With hidden manna fsd. 
 
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 6 Why do they keep that narrow road, 
 That rugged, thorn v maze? 
 Because, that wav their Leader trod, 
 They love and keep his ways. 
 
 6 Why do they shun the pleasing path. 
 
 That world' ings love so well? 
 Because it is the road to death, 
 The open way to hell. 
 
 7 What! is there then no other road 
 
 To Canaan's happy ground? 
 Christ is the only way to God, 
 No other can be found. 
 
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 SONG. P. M. 
 
 Enquirer ai.d Female Pilgnm. 
 
 1 TTTHITHER goest thou, pilgrim stranger, 
 ?V Passing through this darisome vale? 
 Know'st thou not 'tis full of danger, 
 And will not thy courage fail? 
 2 Pilgrim, thou dost justly call me, 
 
 Wandering o'er this waste so wide; 
 Yet no harm will e'er befall me, 
 While I'm blest with such a Guide. 
 
 5 Such a Guide! — No guide attends thee, 
 
 Hence for thee my fears arise; 
 If some guardian power befriend thee, 
 
 'Tis unseen by mortal eyes. 
 4 Yes, unseen — but still believe me, 
 
 Such a Guide my steps attend^ 
 He'll in every strait relieve me, 
 
 He from every harm defend. 
 h Pilgrim, see that stream before thee, 
 
 Darkly winding through the vale! 
 Should its deadly waves roll o'er thee, 
 
 Then would not thy courage fail? 
 
 6 No! that stream hath nothing frightful, 
 
 To its brink my steps I bend, 
 Th^re to plunge — 'twill be delightful; 
 There my pilgrimage will end! 
 
 7 While I gas'd— with speed surprising 
 
 Down the stream she plung'd from sight! 
 Gazing still, I saw h«r rising, 
 Likt an &ageJ ? cleth'-d with li^bi. 
 
i06, 107 THE CHRISTIAN. 
 
 8 Cease my heart, this mournful sigbing,- 
 Death will break this sullen gloom; 
 Soon my spirit, fluttering, flying, 
 Will be borne beyond the tomb. 
 
 infi SONG. P.M. 
 
 AUV Lodging lor the Ju ge's Favour. 
 
 1 TV7 HEN thou, my righteous Judge sbait ooms 
 f V To take thy ransom '4 people home, 
 Shall 1 among them standi 
 Shall such a worthless worm as I, 
 Who sometimes am afraid to die. 
 Be found at thy rigiit hand? 
 1 1 love to meet among them now, 
 Before thy gracious leet to bow, 
 
 Though vilest of them all; 
 But can I bear the piercing thought — 
 What if my name should be left out, 
 When ihou for them shall call! 
 
 3 Prevent, prevent it bv thy grace; 
 
 Be thou, dear Lord, my hiding-place,. 
 
 Jn this, th' accepted day: 
 Thy pard'ning voice, O let me hear. 
 To still my unbelieving lear, 
 
 Nor let me fall, 1 pray! 
 
 4 Let me among ihy saints be found, 
 Whene'er th' archangel's trump shall sound. 
 
 To see thy smiling face; 
 Then lond among the crowd I'll sing, 
 While heaven's resounding mansions ring 
 
 Wkh shout3 of sovereign grace. 
 
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 SONG. P. M. 
 Hope smfd Borrows, 
 
 1 TTTHILE sorrows encompass rae round, 
 
 VV And many distresses I soe, 
 Astonish'd, 1 cry, can a mortal be found. 
 Overwhelm d with affliction, like me! 
 
 2 Few seasons of peace I enjoy, 
 
 And ihey are succeeded by pain. 
 If e'er a few moments in praise 1 employ, 
 lrjav« hours again to complain- 
 
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 3 0, when will my sorrows subside? 
 
 0, when will my sufferings cea.se? 
 My soui to the bosom of Christ be convey'd, 
 Jn the mane ions of glory and peace! 
 
 4 May I be prepar'd for that day, 
 
 When Je.sus shall bid me remove.' 
 And, fill'd with his presence, go shouting away, 
 
 To the arms of my heavenly iove. 
 o So sorrows be vented that day, 
 
 When Jesus ha:-; called me home, 
 But, singing and shouting, let each brother say, 
 
 'He's gone from the evil to come.' 
 
 6 Immers'd in the ocean of love, 
 
 Sweet raptures my soul shall employ, 
 Till Christ shall descend with a shout from above 
 To take us to fullness of joy. 
 
 7 Our slumbering dust shall obey. 
 
 And swifter than thought shall arise; 
 And, ehang'd in a moment, go shouting away 
 To the mansions of love in the skies. 
 
 in o SONQ. L. M, 
 
 i-"0 Exhortation to U! rist;<ins. 
 
 1 /"^lOME ye that know the Lord indeed, 
 V.^ Who are from sin and bondage ireed, 
 Submit to all the ways of God, 
 
 And walk the narrow, happy road. 
 
 2 Great tribulations you shall meet, 
 But soon shall walk the gulden street; 
 Though hell may rage and vent her spite, 
 Yet Christ will ^ave his heart's delight, 
 
 3 The happy day will soon appear, 
 When Gabriel's trumpet you shall hear 
 Sound through the earth, yea, down to hell, 
 To call. the nations great and small. 
 
 4 Behold the earth in burning flames! 
 The Judge the sentence now proclaims, 
 On sinners, who are doom'd to hell, 
 In everlasting pain to dwell. 
 
 5 Behold the righteous marching home, 
 And ail the angels bid them come, 
 Whilst Christ, the Judge, with joy proclaims, 
 'Here oomes my saints, I own their namca. 
 
J09 THE CHRISTIAN. 
 
 G 'Ye everlasting doors, rly wide! 
 'Make room for to receive my bride; 
 4 Ye harps in heav'n now sound aloud, 
 'Here comes the purchase of my blood.' 
 
 7 In grandeur, see the royal line, 
 In glittering robes the sun outshine! 
 See saints and angels join in one, 
 And march in splendor to the throne! 
 
 S They stand with wonder and look on, 
 They join in one eternal song. 
 Their great Redeemer to admire, 
 While raptures set their souls on fire. 
 
 10Q SONG. 12s, lis. 
 
 xyjCf toyiiitt itiClHriftt: 
 
 1 TTOSANNA to Jesus! I'm fill'd with his praises, 
 _LX Come, my dear brethren, and help me to sing, 
 No theme is so Charming, no love is so warming, 
 
 It gives joy and gladness, and comfort within. 
 
 2 Hosanna is ringing, how 1 iove singing! 
 
 There's nothing so sweet as the sound of his name; 
 The angels in glory repeat the glad story, 
 Of Jesus' s love which is made known to mem 
 
 3 Hosanna to Jesus! he died to redeem us; 
 
 I'll love him and serve him wherever I go: 
 He's now gone to heaven, the Spirit is given, 
 To quicken and comfort his children below. 
 
 4 Hosanna forever! his grace like a river, 
 
 Is running and spreading throughout all the land; 
 His love, that's unbounded, to us is extended, 
 
 And saints love to praise him, all joiu'd in one band. 
 
 5 Hosanna to Jesus! my soul how it please-, 
 
 To see sinners turning and coming to God! 
 0, how they are raised, while some are amazed, 
 That they should find pardon through Jesus's blood. 
 
 6 Hosanna i3 ringing, hark! how they are singing 
 
 The praises of Jesus, and tasting his love! 
 
 The sound's gone to heaven, the echo is given, 
 
 It runs to my soul from the mansions above. 
 
 7 Hosanna to Jesus! I know he is precious; 
 
 In sweet streams of glory he comes from above; 
 My heart is now glowing, I feel his love flowing, 
 H^.'s Je*u&, ths fcavloar and fountain of love.. 
 
THE CHRISTIAN 110 
 
 8 Hosanna is sounding, free grace is abounding. 
 
 And saints they are marching in bright royal bands; 
 Come on. my dear brethren, let us so to heaven, 
 While Jesus invites us with crowns in his hands. 
 
 9 Hosanna to Jesus! my soul sweetly rises, 
 
 I'll soon be exploring spme happier clime, 
 Where i shall see Jesus! and dweli on his praises, 
 And with him in glory eternally shine. 
 
 HO SONG. ?s. lO.s. 
 
 Lodging for Heaven. 
 
 1 T'LL sing my Saviour's grace, 
 ! And his dear name I'll praise, 
 
 While in this land of sorrow I remain; 
 
 My troubles soon will end, 
 
 Then will my soul ascend, 
 Where I shall hunger, thirst, nor mourn again, 
 
 2 A pilgrim here below, 
 In this vain world I go; 
 
 I live an exile, mourning like the dove; 
 
 My days with sorrow roll, 
 
 And my poor weary soul, 
 With earnest longing, pants to mount above. 
 
 3 Though few my days have been, 
 Much trouble { have seen, 
 
 And deep affliction I have waded through; 
 
 For thorny is the way 
 
 To everlasting day: 
 Yet forward do I press, my God to know. 
 
 4 Another day is gone, 
 And the declining sun 
 
 Has veiFd its radiant beams in silent shades; 
 
 While gloomy darkness reigns 
 
 O'er the extensive plains, 
 And awful silence close the solemn scene- 
 
 5 Then rapid flies away 
 The next succeeding day, 
 
 And life's declining light draws to a close, 
 
 This life's short, setting sun, 
 
 Will soon in death go down, 
 And lay my weary limbs in sweet repose. 
 
Ill THK CHRISTIAN. 
 
 6* On eagle's wings of love 
 
 1 shall then mount above, 
 And find my passage safe to endless day: 
 
 Then happy, sweet surprise, 
 
 What wonders will arise, 
 When free from this dull clog of cumb'rous clay. 
 
 7 0, what a glorious sight, 
 Mix'd with exireme delight, 
 
 Will strike my ravish'd eye, when I behold 
 
 Fair Salem's gates appear, 
 
 And 1 a drawing near 
 To those bright streets of pure, transparent gold! 
 
 8 The heavenly arches ring, 
 Sing, Hallelujah! sing, 
 
 Hail, holy, holy, holy, bleeding Lamb, 
 
 Once we were dead in sin, 
 
 But now we live again, 
 And glory, glory, glory to his name. 
 
 1f i SONG. L.M. 
 
 * 1 L Tfu* Holy War. 
 
 1 T'VE listed in the holy war, 
 
 L Content with sufl'ring soldier's fare; 
 The banner o'er my head is love, 
 I draw my rations from above. 
 
 2 I've fought through many a battle sore, 
 And 1 must fight, through many more: 
 
 1 take my breast-plate, sword and shield, 
 And boldly march into the field. 
 
 3 The world, the flesh, and Satan too, 
 Unite and strive what they can do, 
 On thee, Lord, I humbly call; 
 Uphold me or my soul must fall. 
 
 4 I've listed, and I mean to fight, 
 Till all my foes are put to flight; 
 And when the victory I have won, 
 I'll give the praise to God alone. •* 
 
 6 Come, fellow-christians, join with me; 
 Come, face the foe, and never flee; 
 The heavenly battle is begun, 
 Come, take the field and win the crown. 
 
THE CHRISTIAN. 
 
 With lifting orders 1 have come; 
 
 Come rich, come poor, come old, and young 
 Here's grace's bounty, Christ has given, 
 And glorious crowns laid up in heaven. 
 
 7 Our Gen'ral, he is gone before, 
 And you may draw on grace's stOTe; 
 But, if you will not list and fight, 
 You'ii sink into eternal night. 
 
 119 SONG. 6s. 
 
 Look oh Him and Mourn. 
 
 1 ]\/TY Lord, my Saviour died, 
 JJtJL For guilty sinners' sake; 
 The tokens of his love 
 
 Oft keep my eyes awake. 
 I cannot choosK but mourn, 
 
 That he should suffer so; 
 And yet it is the source 
 
 Whence all my comforts How. 
 
 2 I cannot help but mourn ! 
 
 My sins made him to bleed; 
 And yet his sacrifice 
 
 My soul from death hath freed- 
 "Twas not the treach'rous Jews 
 
 That did my Lord betray. 
 It was my heinous sins, 
 
 More treach'rous far than they. 
 
 3 'Twas not the soldier's spear, 
 
 That pierc'd my Saviour's side: 
 'Twas my ingratitude, 
 
 My unbelief, my pride. 
 These were ihe bloody thorns 
 
 That did his temples wound; 
 And catis'd these sacred drops, 
 
 That did bedew the ground. 
 
 4 And when his Father's wrath 
 
 Drew forth that bitter cry, 
 He yielded up his life 
 
 For rebels such as 1. 
 And can 1 choose but monrn, 
 
 When skies and rocks did rend. 
 And nature veiPd her fac« 
 
 At sight of such an end? 
 
THE CU81STUH. 
 
 6 But haste my soul to view 
 
 Thy happiness restor'd, 
 And death and hell subdu'd, 
 
 By thy triumphant Lord; 
 Put off thy mourning weed, 
 
 Thy Jesus reigns on high, 
 Receiving gilts for men, 
 
 For rebels—such as !. 
 
 iiQ SONG. CM. 
 
 xxo liOiuiJl Friend. 
 
 1 f~\ THAT I had a bosom friend, 
 \J To tell my secrets to; 
 
 On whose advice I might depend' 
 In every thing 1 do. 
 
 2 How do I wander up and down, 
 
 And no one pities me! 
 1 seem a stranger cmite unknown, 
 A son 
 
 3 None lends an ear to my complaint, 
 
 Nor minds my prayers or tears; 
 None comes to cheer me though I faint. 
 Nor my vast burden bears. 
 
 4 Whilst others live in mirth and ease, 
 
 And feel no want or woe, 
 Through this waste, howling wilderness, 
 
 1 full of sorrow go. 
 o 0, faithless soul! to reason thus, 
 
 And murmur without end; 
 Did Christ expire upon the cross, 
 
 And is he not thy friend? 
 6* Why dost thou envy carnal men. 
 
 Arid think their stare so blest? 
 How great salvation hast thou seen. 
 
 And Je^us is thy rest! 
 
 7 What c?in this lower world afford, 
 
 Compar'd with gospel grace/ 
 Thy happiness is i\i the Lcrd, 
 And thou shall see hi* face. 
 
 8 Can present grief be counted great, 
 
 Compar'd with future woes? 
 Wili transient pleasures eeem so sweet, 
 Compar'd with endless joy^JT 
 
THE CHRISTIAN. 114 
 
 9 How soon will God withdraw the scene, 
 And burn the world he made! 
 Then woe to sinful, carnal men; 
 
 My soul lift up thy head. p 
 
 10 Thy Saviour is thy real friend, 
 
 Constant, and true, and good; 
 He will be with thee to the end, 
 And bring thee safe to God. 
 
 11 Then why, my soul, art thou ho sad? 
 
 When will thy sighs be o'er? 
 Rejoice in Jesus, and be glad, 
 Rejoice fer evermore. 
 
 1i 4 SONG. Ss, 7s. 
 
 ■*-"* Experience. 
 
 1 TTTHEN I was young, of tender years, 
 
 W My Saviour did invite me; 
 I then was fili'r! with many fears; 
 
 But Satan still did blind me. 
 He told me th-at I was too young, 
 
 To leave my worldly pleasure; 
 That I might live till I was old, 
 
 And serve God at my leisure. 
 
 2 At length the Spirit came one day, 
 
 And strove with mighty power, 
 Which caus'd me to forsake ray way, 
 
 And tremble every hour; 
 Which caused me to weep and mourn, 
 
 Saying, Lord Jesus, save me, 
 If mercy thou canst me afford, 
 
 And to thy glory raise me. 
 
 3 When Jesus heard the rebel cry, 
 
 He sent his kind compassion; 
 Down at his feet my soul did lie, 
 
 There pleading for a blessing. 
 My heart was fill'd with tenderness, 
 
 My mouth was fill'd with praises, 
 While Abba Father I did cry, 
 
 And glory to my Saviour. 
 
 4 Glory to God, for I have found 
 
 The pearl of ray salvation; 
 Wu are marching through Immanuel'a ground. 
 Up to the heavenly Oeaaaiu 
 
Uo THE CHRISTIAN 
 
 Sow I'm resolv'd to serve the Lord, 
 
 And never to forsake him; 
 And march along the heavenly road. 
 
 Till T do overtake him. 
 o For Christ says, Fear not, little flock, 
 
 Heirs of immortal glory; 
 For you are built upon the llock, 
 
 The kingdom lies before you. 
 Press on. press on, ye heirs of grace. 
 
 And tell the pleasins story; 
 I'm with my little flock aiways, 
 
 I'll bring them home to glory. 
 
 1 1 - SONG. 11*. 
 
 * 1" Ch'ri&tinn'a Exhorted. 
 
 1 /^10ME! children of Zion, and help us to sing 
 V,^ Loud anthems of praises to Jesus our King, 
 Whose life once was given, our souls to redeem, 
 And bring us to heaven, to dwell there with him. 
 
 2 Not the angels in glory, nor seraphs above, 
 Can fathom the ocean of infinite love; 
 
 Their wisdom cant search it] they cannot tell why 
 The sovereign of angels for sinners should die. 
 
 3 In the regions of darkness, death, sorrow and pains, 
 We all lay in ruin, in prison and chains; 
 
 But Jesus has bought us with his precious blood, 
 He's the ransom provided to bring us to God. 
 
 4 0! why should we linger in region* below, 
 When rivers of pleasure in paiadise flow? 
 
 So sweetly they glide through the regions above. 
 And stream ever fresh, from the fountain of love. 
 
 5 Come then, my dear brethren, count all things but loss; 
 Your treasure's in heaven, don't shrink from the cross 
 Ye favorites of heaven, dear lambs of the fold, 
 Though devils surround you, be faithful and bold. 
 
 6 Consider the dangers that lie in your way, 
 What snares and temptations, if) this evil day; 
 All this we must suffer and patient endure, 
 
 Till Jesus shall take us where sufferings are o'er. 
 
 7 Then with him in, glory we ever shall reign, 
 Deliver'd from sorrow, temptation and pain, 
 To ku'n with the angels and spirits divine, 
 And in Jesus' ima^e eternally shiftfe. 
 
THE CHRISTIAN. US 
 
 tg SONG. S. U. 
 
 * Heaveulyjoy on Earth. 
 
 1 [/^5ome we that love the Loid, 
 
 \_y And let our joys be known; 
 Join in a sons' with sweet accord, 
 And thus surround the throne. 
 
 2 The sorrows of the mind 
 Be banish'd from this place! 
 
 Religion never was design'd 
 To make our pleasures less.] 
 
 3 \ Let those refuse to sing, 
 
 That never knew our God, 
 Bui fav'rites of the heavenly King 
 May speak their joys abroad. 
 
 4 The God that rules on high, 
 And thunders when he please, 
 
 That rides upon the stormy skies, 
 And manages the seas; 
 
 5 This awful God is ours, 
 Our Father and our love, 
 
 He shall send down his heavenly powers 
 To carry us above. 
 
 6 There we shall see his'face, 
 And never, never sin; 
 
 There from the rivers of his grace 
 Drink endless pleasures in. 
 
 7 Yes, and before we rise 
 To that immortal state, 
 
 The thoughts of such amazing bliss 
 Should constant joys create. 
 
 8 [The men of grace have found 
 Glory begun below, 
 
 Celestial fruits on earthly ground 
 From faith and hope may grow.) 
 
 9 The hill of Zion yields 
 
 A thousand sacred sweets, 
 Before we reach the heavenly fields, 
 Or walk the golden streets. 
 10 Then let our songs abound, 
 And every tear be dry; 
 We're marching through Im manual's ground 
 To fairer worlds on high. 
 
117, 118 THE CHRISTIAN. 
 
 I 1 m SONG. C. M. 
 
 I I ' 2 Tim. J: 12. I am not askant* d oj the gospel of 
 
 Christ. 
 
 1 "I 'M not asham'd lo own my Lord, 
 J. Or to defend his cause. 
 Maintain the honors of his word, 
 
 The glory of his cross. 
 
 2 Jesus, rny God, I know his name, 
 
 His name is all my trust, 
 Nor will he put my soul to shame, 
 Nor let my hope be lost. 
 
 3 Firm as his throne his promise stands, 
 
 And he can well secure 
 What I've committed to his hands 
 Till the dicisive hour. 
 
 4 Then will he own my worthless name 
 
 Before his Father'6 face, 
 
 And in the New Jerusalem 
 
 Appoint my soul a place. 
 
 11R SONG. CM. 
 
 * lO TJW Hop* Of Horner* 
 
 1 "IT 7 ' HEN 1 can read my title clear 
 
 VV To mansions in the skies, 
 1 bid farewell to every fear, 
 And wipe my weeping eyes. 
 
 2 Should earth against my soul engage, 
 
 And hellish darts be hinTd, 
 
 Then i can smile at Satan's rage, 
 
 And face a irowning world. 
 
 3 Let cares like a wild delu.ee come, 
 
 And storms of sorrow fall, 
 May I but safely reach my home, 
 My God, my heaven, my all. 
 
 4 There shall I bathe my weary soul 
 
 In seas of heavenly rest, 
 And not a wave of trouble roll 
 Across my peaceful breast. 
 
THE CHRISTIAN. 119, J20 
 
 11Q SONG. lis. 
 
 1 L J Heb. 13: 8. Jesus Christ the same—forever. 
 
 1 jT~\ JKSUS, my Saviour, I know thou art mine, 
 \_S For thee all the pleasures of life I'll resign; 
 Of objects most pleasing L love thee the best, 
 Without thee I'm wretched, but with thee I'm blest. 
 
 2 Thou art my rich treasure, my joy, and my lore, 
 No richer's possess'd by the angels above; 
 
 For thee all the blessings of sense I'll forego, 
 And wander a pilgrim deserted below. 
 
 3 Thy Spirit first taught me to know I was blind, 
 Then taught me the way of salvation to find, 
 And when I was sinking in darkest despair, 
 My Saviour reliev'd rne and bid me not fear. 
 
 4 Though poor and despis'd by faith I now stand, 
 Upheld and supported by heaven's kind hand; 
 In Jesus supporied I'll praise his dear name, 
 Kegardless of censure, of praise, or of blame. 
 
 5 I find him in singing, I find him in prayer, 
 Jn sweet meditation he always is near. 
 
 My constant companion, may we not part! 
 All glory to Jesus, he dwells in my heart. 
 
 6 Tf ever f lov'd, sure I love thee, my Lord; 
 
 I lave thy dear people, thy ways and thy word. 
 
 I love all creation, I love sinners too, 
 
 Since Jesus has died to redeem them from vroe. 
 
 7 When millions of aires my soul shall employ, 
 Tn praising my Saviour, my life and my joy; 
 The glorified angels and spirits around, 
 
 Will all be delighted to hear the glad sound. 
 
 lO) SONG. [To the Tune of Home] W. C.Buck. 
 
 1 \ LONE in the world though a pilgrim T roam, 
 Jl\_ Far off from my Saviour, and far off from home; 
 Though toss'd on the billows of Time's turbid sea, 
 Hope auehors me fast, 0! my Saviour, to Thee. 
 Hope, hope, sweet, sweet hope! 
 
 There is nothing like hope. sorrow-eoothing,s*reethope, 
 
120 THF. CHRISTIAN 
 
 \i When night spreads its mantle and darkens the sky, 
 Faith bids me be cheerful, for Jesus is ni^h: 
 Hope still gives me comfort, amitl the sad gloom, 
 And whispers, Thy Saviour will smile on thee soon. 
 Hope, hope, sweet, sweet hope! 
 
 There is nothing like hope, sorrow-soothing, sweet hope. 
 
 3 When friends all forsake me, and fortune rne fail, 
 Hope points to possessions beyond this sad vale; 
 
 f g.ir.e on those mansions and Ion.* to be there, 
 Nor murmur nor sigh for my comforts lost here: 
 Hope, hope, sweet, sweet hope! 
 There is nothing like hope, sorrow-soothing, sweet hope. 
 
 4 Should death snatch my friends from my arms to the 
 
 grave, 
 Hope bids me be cheerful, for Jesus can save; 
 And though now an exile I wander below, 
 In glory I'll meet them when Christ bids me go: 
 Hope, hope, sweet, sweet hope! 
 There is nothing like hope, sorrow-soothing, sweet hope. 
 
 5 Hope brightens the glory of monarch's below, 
 And cheers the sad pris'ner in dungeons of woe: 
 No mortal, so happy, that needs not its aid, 
 Since ail things are d y i n t; on earth that are made. 
 
 Hope, hope, sweet, sweet hope! 
 There is nothing like hope, sorrow-soothing, sweet hope. 
 
 6 Should hope wing its way from the earth to the skies, 
 Despondency-fell and grim terror would rise, 
 
 And sweep from the earth all the pleasures we feel 
 And fill every soul with the horrors of hell. 
 Hop'r, hope, sweet, sweet hope! 
 There is nothing like hope, sorrow-soothing, sweet hope. 
 
 7 Hope lights up the valley and shadow of death* 
 And sweetens the grave with the Saviour's dear 
 
 breath; 
 It gilds the dark scene with the glories above, 
 And comturts the dying with heavenly love. 
 Hope, hope, sweet, sweet hope! 
 i'here is nothing like hope,9orrtw«800th2ng,twect hope 
 
PUBLIC WORSHIP. 121, f» 
 
 PUBLIC WORSHIP. 
 
 121 
 
 SONG. G. M. 
 Faith's Review and Expectation. 
 
 1 \ MAZING grace! (how sweet the sound!) 
 r\. That sav'd a wretch like me! 
 I once was lost, but now I'm found. 
 Was blind but now I see. 
 2> 'Twas grace that taught my heart to fear. 
 And grace my fears reliev'd; 
 How precious did that grace appear, 
 The hour I first believ'd! 
 
 3 Through many dangers toils and snares, 
 
 I have already come, 
 'Tis grace has brought me safe thus far, 
 And grace will lead me home. 
 
 4 The Lord has promis'd good to me, 
 
 His word my hope secures; 
 He will my shield and portion be, 
 As long as life endures. 
 
 5 Yes, when this flesh, and heart shall fail, 
 
 And mortal life shall cease, 
 1 shall possess within the vail 
 A life of joy and peace. 
 
 6 The earth shall soon dissolve like snow. 
 
 The sun forbear to shine; 
 But God who call'd me here below, 
 Shall be forever mine. 
 
 122 
 
 SONG. Ss, 8s, 6s 
 Grace and Glory. 
 
 1 #""10ME, brethren dear, who know the Lord, 
 Ky And taste the sweets of Jesus's word, 
 in Jesus' ways go on; 
 
 Our troubles and our trials here, 
 Will only make us richer there, 
 
 arrive at home: 
 
123 PUBLIC WORSHIP, 
 
 2 That glorious day is rolling on, 
 The gracious work is now begun, 
 
 Your sins he will forgive; 
 taste and see that £race is free, 
 For all who will the call obey; 
 
 O come to Christ and live. 
 
 3 The worst of sinners here may rind 
 A Saviour, pitiful and kind, 
 
 Who will them all receive; 
 None are too bad who do repent, 
 Out of one sinner legions went, 
 
 The lord did him relieve. 
 •i If sinners only knew the Lord, 
 And were acquainted with his word, 
 
 His sweet forgiving love, 
 They'd rush thro' storms of every kind, 
 And leave all earthly things behind, 
 
 To gain a crown above. 
 
 5 0, there we'll reign, and praise and sing. 
 And glorify our heavenly king, 
 
 When all the saints get home: 
 Come on, come on, my brethren dear, 
 Soon we shall meet together there, 
 
 For Jesus bids us come. 
 
 6 Amen, amen, my soul replies, 
 
 I'm bound to meet you in the skies, 
 
 And claim my mansion there: 
 Now here's my heart, and here's my hand, 
 To meet you in that heavenly land, 
 Where we shall part no more. 
 
 123 SONG. lis. 
 
 Zion Encouraged. 
 
 1 T\AUGHTER of Zion, awake from thy sadness; 
 \_J Awake, for thy foe.s shall oppress thee no more; 
 Bright o'er the hills dawns (he day-star of gladness, 
 Arise, for the night of thy sorrow is o'er. 
 
 2 Strong were thy foes, but the arm that subdu'd them, 
 And seatter'd their legions, was mightier far; 
 
 They fled, like the chaif, from the scourge that pursuM 
 
 them; 
 Vain trere their ateede an-i theii chariots of war, 
 
PUBLIC WORSHIP. 134 
 
 3 Daughter of Zion, the pow'r that hath sav'd thee, 
 Extoll'd with the harp and the timbrel should be; 
 Shout! for the foe is destroy' d ihai enslav'd thee, 
 Th' oppressor is vanquish d, and Zion is free. 
 
 194 SOi\G. 8s, 7s. 
 
 Exciting to I* raver. 
 
 1 TVRETHREN, we have met to worship 
 j3 And adore the Lord our God; 
 Will you pray with all your power. 
 
 While we try to preach the word? 
 All is vain unless the Spirit 
 
 Of the Holy One come down; 
 Brethren, pray, and holy manna 
 
 Will he shower'd all around: 
 
 2 Brethren, see poor sinners round you, 
 
 Trembling on the brink of wo; 
 Death is coming, bell is moving! 
 
 Can you bear to lei them go? 
 See our fathers — see our mothers, 
 
 And our children sinking down; 
 Brethren, pray, and holy manna 
 
 Will be .shower'd all around. 
 
 3 Sisters, will you join and help us? 
 
 Moses' sister aided him; 
 Will you help the trem >ling mourners. 
 
 Who are struggling hard with sin? 
 Tell them all about the Saviour, 
 
 Tell them that he will be found; 
 Sisters, pray, and holy manna 
 
 Will be shower'd ail around. 
 
 4 Is there here a trembling jailor, 
 
 Seeking grace and fill'd with fears? 
 Is there here a weeping Mary, 
 
 Pouring forth a flood of tears! 
 Brethren, join your cries to help them; 
 
 Sisters, let your prayers abound; 
 Pray, O pray, that holy manna, 
 
 May be scatter'd all around. 
 
 5 Let us love our God supremely, 
 
 Let us love each other too, 
 Let us love and pray for sinners, 
 
 Till our God makes all things newt 
 Then life* II h'tflj y* home tb ks'aYtift, 
 
125, 136 PUBLIC tVOBSHlT. 
 
 At his table we'll sit down; 
 Christ will gird himself, and serve us 
 With sweet manna all around. 
 
 I05 SONG. Psalm 137. 
 
 ^ ttul-y Ionian L\.|»uvi»v. 
 
 1 \ LONG the Junks where Babel's current flow? 
 J\„ Our captive bands in deep despondence stray'd, 
 While Zion's fail in sad remembrance rose, 
 
 Her friend*, her children mingled with the dead. 
 *2 The tuneless h:irp, that once with joy we strung, 
 When praise employ'd, and mirth inspir'd the lay, 
 In mournfoul silence on the willows hung, 
 Arid growing grief prolong' d the tedious day. 
 3 The b.irb'rons tyrants, to increase the woe, 
 With taunting smiles, a song of Zion claim, 
 Bid saci>;d praise in strains melodious flow, 
 
 While they blaspheme the great Jehovah's name 
 
 4 Hut how, in heathen chains and lands unknawn. 
 
 Shall Israel's sons a song of Ziou raise'/ 
 hapless Salem, God's terrestrial throne, 
 Thou land of glory, sacred mount of praise; 
 
 5 If e'er my memory lose thy lovely name, 
 
 If my cold heart neglect my kindred race, 
 Let dire destruction seize this guilty frame — 
 My hand shall perish and my voice shall cease. 
 
 6 Yet shall the Lord, who hears when Zion calls, 
 
 O'er take her foes with terror and dismay, 
 His arm avenge her desolated walls. 
 And raise her children to eternal day. 
 
 I9fi SONG. 7s. 
 
 X<Sr A Sontfof Praise. 
 
 1 /^i KATEFCL note* and numbers bring 
 vJ While Jehovah's praise we sing- 
 Holy, holy, holy, Lord, 
 
 Be thy glorious name ador'J. 
 
 Lord, thy mercies never fail. 
 Hail, celestial goodness, hail! 
 
 2 Men on earth, and saints above, 
 Sing the great Redeemer's love; 
 Love amazing, love divine; 
 Lov« of God to sinful men 
 
 Lord, thy ir-erotev &o 
 
PUBLIC WORSHIP. ;27 
 
 3 Though unworthy, Lord, thine ear 
 Our humble hallelujah's hear; 
 Purer praise we hope to bring, 
 When with saints we stand and sing. 
 
 Lord, thy mercies, &c. 
 
 4 When with angels we again 
 Wake a louder, purer strain, 
 There in joyful songs of praise, 
 We our grateful voices raise. 
 
 Lord, thy mercies, &c. 
 
 5 There no tongue shall silent be; 
 There all shall join sweet harmony; 
 That thro' heav'ns all spacious round 
 Thy praise, 0, God, may ever sound. 
 
 Lord, thy mercies, &c. 
 
 197 SONG. 8s, 7s. 
 
 *** The Jubilee, 
 
 1 TTARK! the Jubilee is sounding, 
 .tX the joyful news is come; 
 Free salvation is proclaimed, 
 
 In and through God's only Son: 
 Now we have an invitation 
 To the meek and lowly lamb, 
 Glory, honor and salvation, 
 Christ, the Lord is come to reign. 
 
 2 Come ye sinner?, don't neglectlt, 
 
 Come to Jesus in your prime; 
 Great salvation, don't reject it, 
 
 receive it — now's your time: 
 Now the Saviour is beginning 
 
 To revive his work again. 
 Glory, honor, &c. 
 
 3 Now let each one cease from sinning. 
 Come and follow Christ, the way; 
 
 We shall all receive a blessing, 
 If we come without delay. 
 
 Golden moments we've neglected, 
 0, the time we've spent in vain! 
 Glory, honor, &c. 
 
 4 Let us run our race with patience, 
 Looking unto Christ the Lord; 
 
 For his throne shall stand forever, 
 
12S, 129 PUBLIC WORSHIP. 
 
 And his name shall be adored; 
 He is worthy to be prtised, 
 He is our exalied King. 
 Giory, honor, &c. 
 5 Zion's children, praise your Jesus, 
 Praiss bitn, praise him evermore; 
 May his love and grace constraia us 
 To rejoice and to ad >re: 
 
 Oh, then let us join together 
 Crowns of glory to obtain. 
 Glory, honor, &c. 
 
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 SONG. P. M. A. Broaddus, 
 
 1 TTELP thy servant, gracious Lord, 
 JLX Who comes in Jesus' name; 
 Only thou canst strength afford, 
 
 Thy gospel to proclaim: 
 Grant his soul a heavenly ray, 
 Fill his heart with holy fire; 
 Help thy servant, Lord, we pray — 
 Regard our souls' desire. 
 Chorus. — 0, for sanctifying grace! 
 
 0, for love's inspiring power! 
 Lord, we beg, for Jesus 1 .sake, 
 A sweet refreshing shower. 
 
 2 Give us to receive the word, 
 
 With love, and joy, and fear; 
 Grant thy quickening grace, O Lord, 
 
 On all assembled here: 
 Seal the truth on all to-day; 
 
 All our hearts with heaven inspire; 
 Help thy servant, Lord, we pray — 
 
 Regard our souls' desire. 
 
 0, for sanctifying grace, &c. 
 
 J 29 SONG. 8s. 7s. 
 
 Divine Uovs Invoked. 
 
 'L 
 
 OVE divine, all loves excelling, 
 Joy of heav'n, to earth come down; 
 Fix in us thy humble dwelling, 
 
 All thy faithful mercies crown: 
 Jesoa, thdu art aft cornpass-itm, 
 
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 Pure unbounded love thou art; 
 Visit us with, thy salvation, 
 Enter every trembling heart. 
 
 2 Breathe, breathe thy loving Spirit 
 
 Into every troubled breast! 
 Let us all tn Thee inherit, 
 
 Let us find thy sacred rest: 
 Take away the pow'r of sinning, 
 
 Alpha and Omega be; 
 Ead of faith as its beginning, 
 
 Set our hearts at liberty. 
 
 3 Come, Almighty to deliver, 
 
 Let us all thy life receive; 
 Suddenly return, and never, 
 
 Never more thy temples leave: 
 Thee we would be always blessing, 
 
 Serve Thee as thy hosts above; 
 Pray, and praise Thee without ceasing, 
 
 Glory in thy perfect love. 
 
 4 Finish then thy new creation, 
 
 More like Jesus let us be; 
 Let us, through thy great salvation, 
 
 More and more from sin be free; 
 Chang' d from glory into glory, 
 
 Till in heav'n we take our place, 
 Till we cast our crowns before Thee, 
 
 Lost in wonder, love, and praise. 
 
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 SONG. P. M. 
 Foretaste of Heaven. 
 
 1 /~VV earth the song begins, 
 
 \Jr la heav'n more sweet, more loud. 
 To him that drowns our sins 
 
 In his atoning blood — 
 'To him,' they cry, in rapturous strains, 
 'Be honor, praise, and pow'r — Amen!' 
 
 2 Ye saints on earth, repeat 
 
 What heav'n with rapture owns; 
 And while before his feet 
 
 The elders cast their crowns, 
 Go, imitate the choirs above, 
 And tell the world your Saviour's love. 
 
 3 Sine: as ye pass along, 
 
 With joy and wonder .fiing,. 
 
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131 PUBLIC WORSHIP. 
 
 Till others learn the song, 
 
 Aud own your Lord their Kingf; 
 Till converts join you, as ye go, 
 And make a growing heav'n below. 
 4 Inform the listening world, 
 How Jesus, when he fell, 
 The pow'rs of darkness hurl'd 
 Down to the depths of hell; 
 And rising, bore the rescued prize, 
 His church, ill triumph through the skie*. 
 6 Alone he took the field. 
 Alone the battle fought; 
 With his own sword and shield 
 The mighty work he wrought: 
 The mighty work was all his o\*n, 
 And let him ever wear the crown. 
 6 Our feeble minds are lost 
 Beneath the lofty strain; 
 But, Jordan's billows cross'd, 
 
 We'll catch the sound again; 
 In praise assist the heav'nly choir, 
 Nor ever stop, nor ever tire. 
 
 lO] SO.NG. P.M. 
 
 ■*•■*■ Happiness of Christian Society. 
 
 1 "VTE happy children, who follow Jesus 
 
 J. Into the house of prayer and praise; 
 Who're join'd in union, while love increases, 
 
 Resolv'd this way to spend your days; 
 Altho' we're hated by the world and Satan, 
 
 And flesh, and such as know not God, 
 Yet happy moments and joyful seasons, 
 
 We of times find on Canaan's road. 
 
 2 Though oft. assaulted by sore temptations, 
 
 We'll keep our great High Priest in view; 
 Our Jesus travell'd through tribulations, 
 
 And he will bring his people through: 
 Though hell wth all its frightful legions, 
 
 Oppose our way, and round us roar, 
 Fear not, we'll gain those peaceful regions, 
 
 And shout on Canaan's happy shore. 
 
 3 While we've been waiting on lovely Jesus, 
 
 We've felt some streams come from above; 
 Our hearts have burn'd with holy rapture, 
 
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 We long to be dissolv'd in love: 
 Then let us hold fast what is given, 
 
 And trust in God for time to come; 
 Sure we shall find our way to heaven: 
 
 So, farewell brethren, I'm going home, 
 
 4 On Zion's holy celestial mountain, 
 
 I hope again to meet you all; 
 To bathe in love's eternal fountain, 
 
 And round the throne divine to fall; 
 Sweetly united to one another, 
 
 When to our Father's house we come; 
 There's loving Jesus, our elder broiber; 
 
 So, come, my brethren, we'll hasten home. 
 
 5 But as we go, let us praise our Jesus, 
 
 And pray for those that spurn his grace; 
 That they may taste love's richest treasures, 
 
 And live to see God's smiling face. 
 Now here's my hand, and my best wishes, 
 
 In token of my Christian love — 
 In hopes with you to praise my Jesus; 
 
 So, farewell, brethren, we'll meet above. 
 
 lOO SONG. CM. 
 
 XfJ/ ^ Exhortation to Youth. 
 
 1 "\70UNG people all attention give, 
 
 X And hear what I do say; 
 I long your precious souls should live, 
 In everlasting day. 
 
 2 Remember you are hast'ning on 
 
 To death's dark gloomy shade; 
 Your joys on earth will soon be gone; 
 Your flesh in dust be laid. 
 
 3 Death's iron gate you must pass through, 
 
 E'er long my precious friends; 
 Where do you then expect to go? 
 Where will your souls then land? 
 
 4 Pray meditate before too late, 
 While in a gospel land; 
 
 Behold King Jesus at the gate, 
 Most lovingly doth stand. 
 
 5 Young men, how can you turn your face, 
 From such a glorious Friend! 
 
 Will you pursue the dangerous race, 
 O, don't you feer the end? 
 
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133 PUBLIC WOKSHIP. 
 
 6 Will you pursue the dang'rous road; 
 
 That leads to death and hell? 
 Will you rush on bold foes to God! 
 With devils for to dwell? 
 
 7 Young ladies too, what will you do, 
 
 If out of Christ you die! 
 From all God's people you must go, 
 To weep, lament and cry; 
 
 8 Where none the least relief can bring, 
 
 To mitigate your pain; 
 Where you no move with christians sing, 
 Nor e'er with christians reign. 
 
 9 And you who feel your lost estate, 
 
 You need riot be afraid, 
 Tho' Satan tells you 'tis too late, 
 On Christ your help is laid. 
 
 10 He bore your sins upon the tree, 
 
 And lives your cause to plead: 
 And since the Son has made you free, 
 You shall be free indeed. 
 
 11 Come old, come young, who feel your guilt, 
 
 The fountain's open'd wide; 
 For you that precious blood was spilt, 
 That flow'd from Jesus' side. 
 
 12 There you may drink in endless joy, 
 
 And sing redeeming love, 
 Till golden harps your souls employ, 
 In praising Christ above. 
 
 1QQ SONG. P. M. 
 
 XiJtJ Reflection. 
 
 1 TVTY days, my weeks, my months, my years, 
 i_YJL Fly rapid as the whirling spheres, 
 
 Around the steady pule; 
 Time, like the tide its motion keeps, 
 And I must launch thro' boundless deeps, 
 
 Where endless ages roll. 
 
 2 The grave is near the cradle seen, 
 How swift the moments pass between! 
 
 And whisper as they lly — 
 Unthinking man, remember this, 
 Though fond of sublunary bliss, 
 
 That you must groan and die! 
 
THE CHUKCH. 
 
 134 
 
 3 My soul, attend the solemn call, 
 Thine earthly tent must quick iy fall, 
 
 And thou must take thy flight, 
 Beyond the vast ethereal blue, 
 To love and sins: as angels do, 
 
 Or sink in endless night. 
 
 4 Long ere the sun has run its round, 
 1 may be buried under ground, 
 
 And there In silence rot: 
 Alas! one hour may close the scene, 
 And ere twelve months shall intervene 
 
 My name be quite forgot. 
 
 5 But shall my soul be then extinct, 
 And cease to be, or cease to think? 
 
 _ It cannot, cannot be: 
 Thou, my immortal, cannot die. 
 What wilt thou do, or whither fly, 
 
 When death shall set thee free? 
 
 6 Will mercy then, its arms extend? 
 Will Jesus be thy guardian friend? 
 
 And heav'n thy dwelling-place? 
 Or shall insulting fiends appear, 
 To drag thee down to black despair, 
 
 Beyond the reach of grace? 
 
 THE CHURCH. 
 
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 i 
 
 SONG. L. M. 
 Exhortation to the Church- 
 A WAKE, Jerusalem, awake! 
 uTL -No longer in thy sins lie down; 
 The garment of salvation take, 
 Thy beauty and thy strength put on. 
 * Shake off the dust that blinds thy sight, 
 And hides the promise from thine eyes; 
 Arise and struggle into light — 
 Thy great Deliverer, calls, &Ti$e! 
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135 THE CHURCH. 
 
 3 Shake off the bands of sad despair; 
 
 Sjon, assert thy liberty: 
 Look up— thy broken heart prepare, 
 And God shall set the captive free. 
 
 4 Vessels of mercy, sons of grace, 
 
 Be purg'd from every sinful stain; 
 Be like your Lord, his word embrace, 
 Nor bear his hallow'd name in vain. 
 
 5 The Lord shall in your front appear, 
 
 And lead the pompous triumph on; 
 His glory shall bring up the rear, 
 And finish what his grace begun. 
 
 1Q^ SONG. P.M. 
 
 Xl '*' Spiritual Umioii. 
 
 1 /~\ JESUS, now thy power display, 
 \Jr And stir us up to watch and pray, 
 That we at last may hear thee say, 
 'Come reign with me in endless day, 
 
 And feel eternal union.' 
 
 2 Come, brethren, let us heav'nward go, 
 Until we end our race below; 
 
 Then we shall leave this world of wo, 
 And everlasting pleasures know, 
 And feel immortal union. 
 
 3 Our race is short, 'twill soon be o'er, 
 Then we shall weep and sigh no more; 
 We'll join the saints on Canaan's shore 
 The name of Jesus to adore, 
 
 And feel that endless union. 
 
 4 Yes, when this mortal frame shall die, 
 And cold in death's embraces lie, 
 Our souls to realms of bliss shall fly, 
 And sing, and shout, beyond the sky, 
 
 And feel that heav'nly union. 
 6 And when to that bless' d world we come, 
 To Paradise, our peaceful home, 
 Our souls with love and joy shall bloom, 
 Until our bodies leave the tomb, 
 
 And join th' eternal union. 
 
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 -iqfi SONG. 8s. Newton. 
 
 XOU Malth. 22: 42. What, think ye of Christ. 
 
 1 TTTHAT think ye of Christ,? is the test 
 
 VV To try both your state and your scheme? 
 You cannoL be right in the rest, 
 
 Unless you think rightly of him. 
 As Jesus appears in your view, 
 
 As he is beloved or not, 
 So God is disposed to you, 
 
 And mercy or wrath is your lot. 
 
 2 Some call him a Saviour in word, 
 
 But mix their own works with the plan; 
 And hope he his help will afford, 
 
 When ihey have done all that they can. 
 If doings prove rather too light, 
 
 A little they own they mav fail; 
 They purpose to make up full weight, 
 
 By casting his name in the scale. 
 
 3 Some take him a creature to be, 
 
 A man, or angel at most; 
 Sure these have no feelings like me, 
 
 Nor know themselves wretched and lost. 
 So guilty, so helpless am I, 
 
 I could not confide in his word, 
 Unless I could make the reply, 
 
 That Christ is my Lord and my God. 
 
 1Q7 SONG. P. M. 
 
 XtJ ' Gospel Union. 
 
 1 T71ROM whence doth this union arise, 
 JP That hatred is conquer'd by love? 
 It fastens our souls in such ties, 
 
 As nature and time can't remove. 
 
 2 It cannot in Eden be found, 
 
 Nor yet in a Paradise lost; 
 It grows on 'Immanuel's ground, 
 And Jesus' dear blood it did cost. 
 
 3 My friends are so dear unto me, 
 
 Our hearts so united in love; 
 Where Jesus is gone we shall be, 
 In yonder bright mansions above, 
 
138 MISSIONS. 
 
 4 0, why* thorn so loth for to part. 
 
 Since there we shall all meet again? 
 Engrav'd on Immanuel's heart, 
 At a distance we cannot remain. 
 
 5 And when we shall see that bright day 
 
 And join with the angels above, 
 There, free from these bodies of clay, 
 We'll dwell with Christ Jesus above. 
 
 6 With Jesus we ever shall reisn, 
 
 And all his bright glories shall see; 
 Singing hallelujah, amen; 
 Amen, even so let it be. 
 
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 MISSIONS. 
 
 SONG. L. M. 
 
 Matth 13: 24—30. The world is the field* 
 
 1 rnHlS is the field, the world below, 
 
 JL In which the sowers came to sow 
 Jesus the wheat, Satan the tares, 
 For so the word of truth declares. 
 Chorus. — For soon the reaping time will come, 
 And angels shout the harvest home. 
 
 2 Most awful truth! And is it so? 
 Must all mankind the harvest know? 
 Is every one a wheat or tare? 
 
 Me for the harvest, Lord, prepare! 
 
 3 We seem alike when thus we meet, 
 Strangers might think we all are wheat, 
 But to the Lord's all-seeing eyes, 
 Each heart appears without disguise. 
 
 4 The tares are spar'd for various ends, 
 Some for the sake of praying friends; 
 But though they grow so tali and strong 
 Hi* plan will not require them lonj. 
 
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 5 Will it relieve their honors there 
 To recollect their stations here, 
 
 How much they heard, how much they knew, 
 How long among the wheat they grew? 
 
 6 To love my sins, a saint t' appear, 
 To grow with wheat and be a tare, 
 May serve me whilst on earth below, 
 Where tares and wheat together grow. 
 
 But soon, etc. 
 
 7 Then all who truly righteous be 
 
 Shall soon their Father's kingdom see; 
 But tares in bundles shall be bound, 
 And cast to hell— dreadful sound! , 
 
 0! soon, etc. 
 
 139 
 
 SONG. 7s, 6s. 
 The Spread of the Gospel. 
 
 1 nnHE glorious light of Zion 
 
 I Is spreading all around, 
 And sinners now are heark'ning 
 
 Unto the gospel-sound: 
 The standard of King Jesus 
 
 Triumphant doth arise, 
 And mourners crowd around it, 
 
 With bitter groans and cries - 
 
 2 The suffering, bleeding Saviour, 
 
 Who died on Calvary, 
 Is now proclaim'd to sinners, 
 
 To set the guilty free; 
 And while the glorious message 
 
 Was circulating round, 
 Some souls, expos'd to ruin, 
 
 Redeeming love have found. 
 
 3 And of that favor' d number, 
 
 I hope that I am one; 
 And Christ, I trust, will finish 
 
 The work he has begun; 
 He'll perfect it in righteousness, 
 
 And I shall ever be 
 A monument, of mercy, 
 
 To all eternity. 
 
 4 I am but a young convert, 
 
 "Who lately did enlist 
 A soldier under Jesu3 
 
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140 MISSIOK5. 
 
 My Prophet. King, and Priest; 
 1 have receiv'd my bounty, 
 
 Likewise my martial dress, 
 A ring of love and favor, 
 
 A robe of righteousness. 
 
 5 Now down into the water 
 
 Will we young converts go; 
 There went our Lord and Master, 
 
 When he was here below; 
 We lay our sinful bodies 
 
 Benenth the yielding wave, 
 An emblem of the Saviour, 
 
 When he lay in the grave. 
 
 6 Poor sinners, think what Jesus 
 
 Has clone for you and me; 
 Behold his mangled body 
 
 Hung tortur'd on the tree! 
 His hands, his feet, his bleeding side, 
 
 To you he doLh display — 
 O tell me, brother sinner, 
 
 How can you stay away? 
 
 7 Come, all you elder brethren, 
 
 Ye soldiers of the cross; 
 W T ho, for the sake of Jesus, 
 
 Have counted all things loss — 
 Come, pray for us, young converts, 
 
 That we may travel on, 
 And meet you all in glory, 
 
 W'here our Redeemer's gone. 
 
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 *■ Missionary Ode. 
 
 1 TTARK! the gospel trump is sounding, 
 
 JLjL Calling man from sin to rise, 
 O'er the mountain summits bounding, 
 
 Round the world its echo fles; 
 Till earth's chorus 
 
 Swells the rapture of the skies. 
 
 2 Lo! the star of day is beaming 
 
 With a lustre strong and bright; 
 Far its healing rays arc streaming, 
 Filling earth with heavenly light; 
 
 Still increasing. 
 Fast dispelling nature's night 
 
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 MISSIONS. 
 
 • Sow among earth's scattered nations 
 ^^GLpenightbeginsto^ine; 
 fni a voice of supplication 
 Oalllfrom every heathen clime, 
 CailSt <<Comeandhelpus, 
 Messengers of life divine/' 
 a tfear the sons of nature P^ding, 
 
 Bid earth's children sigh no more. 
 «i See the gospel banner waving 
 O'er it« fallen, conquered foes, 
 C^rUt "ransomed worlds saving. 
 Vain the p^e.ot^ell oppose,^ 
 
 Soon shall "blossom as the rose. 
 C Hasten, Lord^hine own app^mig- 
 Haste the triumph of the ^sk tea, 
 "Vietory to thy people beating, 
 Make onr earth a paradise; 
 
 On ail nations, 
 Sun of righteousness, arise. 
 
 .,* SONG AirlTuW Lang Syne. A. Button. 
 141 SOiN The Christian'* Hope, 
 
 i TTA1L sweetest, dearest tie that binds 
 \~\ Our lowing hearts in one, 
 Si 5 °a" e°d hop/that tunes onr minds 
 
 To harmony divine. 
 It is the hope, the blissful hope, 
 U Which J«W grace l™*^ t( 
 The hope when days and years are pa.i, 
 
 We all shall meet mheavn 
 We all shall meet in heav n at last, 
 
 We all shall meet in heav n: 
 The Hone when days and years are past, 
 We all shall meet in heav n. 
 
 % What though the northern ^intrv blast 
 Shall howl around thy cot, 
 What though beneath an eastern san 
 
 ge cast our distant iOt, 
 
m MISSIONS. 
 
 Yet HtHl we share the blissful hope 
 Which Jesus' grace has giv'n, c^c. 
 
 3 From Burmah's shores, from Afric's strand. 
 
 From India's burning plain. 
 From Kurope, from Columbia's land, 
 We hope to meet again. 
 
 It is the hope, the blissfol hope 
 "Which Jehus' gnicii ha« giv'n, &c. 
 
 4 No lingering look, no parting sigh 
 
 Our hit u re 
 There friendship b lama from every eye, 
 And hope iinmoi 
 
 sacred hope! blissful hope! 
 Which Jesus' grace hat f*n, &c 
 
 "MO SO.NG. I uru 
 
 UNTO our God, on Jiidab'a hills, 
 Be songs of holy joy onoe more — 
 Let Canaan/a roeks and sparkling rills 
 
 1 he King of Heaven and Earth adore. 
 
 2 For He hath set the captives free — 
 
 Hath rent the proud oppressor's chain. 
 And from the isles of every sea, 
 Brought Israel to his fold again. 
 
 3 The Holy City's ruined spires 
 
 And crumbling walls, again shall rise — 
 Love shall relight her altar-fires, 
 
 And clouds of incense sweep the skies. 
 
 4 There, 'neaih the fig-tree and the vine, 
 
 Shall Judah's daughters peaceful rest, 
 And gray-haired fat hern safe recline 
 On sacred Calvary's hoary breast. 
 
 5 Those tuneful harps, that hong so Ions 
 
 Upon the weeping willow's siem, 
 Shall swell again old Ziun's song 
 Within thy gates— »J&kusaliicI 
 
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 MissiosAmr. hi 
 
 MISSIONARY. 
 
 SONG. 7s. 6s. 
 Greenland's Icy Mojntains, 
 
 1 T^ROM Greenland's icy mountains, 
 JP From India's coral strand; 
 Where Afric's sunny fountains 
 
 Roll down their golden sand; 
 From many an ancient river, 
 
 From many a palmy plain, 
 They call us to deliver 
 
 Their iand from error's chain, 
 
 2 What though the spicy breezes 
 
 Blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle, 
 Though every prospect pleases. 
 
 And only man is vile; 
 In vain with lavish kindness 
 
 The gifts of God are strown; 
 The heathen, in his blindness, 
 
 Bows down to wood and stone. 
 
 3 Shall we, whose souls are lighted 
 
 With wisdom from on high, 
 Shall we to men benighted" 
 
 The Lamp of life deny? 
 Salvation.! Oh Salvation! 
 
 The joyful sound proclaim. 
 Till earth's remotest nation 
 
 Has learn' d Messiah's name. 
 
 4- Waft, waft, ye winds, his story. 
 And you, ye watery, roll, 
 Till like a sea of glory, 
 It spreads from pole to pole; 
 * Till o'er our ransom'd nature, 
 The Lamb for sinners slain^ 
 Redeemer, King, Creator, 
 fa bliss retnras to r«i^a. 
 
144 MISSIONARYr 
 
 144 
 
 SONG. 8s, 6s. 
 Lonjrmg lor the Latter Pay Olotv. 
 
 1 riTlHAT glorious day is drawing nigb, 
 
 J_ When Zion's light shall come; 
 She shall arise and shine on high, 
 
 Bright as the morning sun: 
 The north and south their sons resign, 
 
 And earth's foundations bend; 
 Adorn'd as a bride, Jerusalem 
 
 All glorious shall descend. 
 
 2 The King, who wears the glorious crown. 
 
 The azure-flaming bow: 
 The holy city shall bring down, 
 
 To ble-.s the church below: 
 When Zion's bleeding, conquering King, 
 
 Shall sin and death destroy, 
 The morning stars shall t'gether sing, 
 
 And Zion shout for joy. 
 
 3 The holy, bright seraphic band, 
 
 Who sing on ha;ps of gold, 
 In glorious order then shall stand, 
 
 Fair Salem to behold: 
 Descending with sweet melting strains, 
 
 Jehovah they adore; 
 Such shouts through earth's extended plains 
 
 Were never heard before. 
 
 4 Let Satan rage and boast no more, 
 
 Nor think his reign is long; 
 Though saints are feeble, frail, and poor, 
 
 Their great Redeemer'3 strong: 
 He is their shield and hiding-place— 
 
 A covert from the storm; 
 A fountain in the wildernees, 
 
 A»d their eternal home. 
 
 5 The chrystal stream comes down from heaf'n. 
 
 It issues from the throne; 
 The floods of »lrif<3 away are driv'o, 
 
 The church becomes but one: 
 That peaceful union we shall know, 
 
 And live upon his love, 
 And sing and shout his name below. 
 
 As ajigela do above. 
 
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 6 A thousand years shall roll around, 
 
 The church shall be complete; 
 Call'd by the last loud trumpet's sound, 
 
 Their Saviour's face to meet; 
 With joy they meet him in the sky, 
 
 Whom here their souls ador'd; 
 And live in worlds of bliss on high, 
 
 Forever with the Lord. 
 
 ...- SONG. 7s. 
 
 "*•> Isa. 21 : 11. Watchman, what of the night? 
 
 1 TTTATCHMAN! tell us of the nteht, 
 
 VV What its signs of promise are. 
 Traveller! o'er yon mountain height, 
 
 See that glory-beaming star! 
 Watchman! does its beauteous ray 
 
 Aught of hope or joy foretell? 
 Traveller! yes, it brings the day, 
 
 Promis'd day of Israel. 
 
 2 Watchman! tell us of the night, 
 
 Higher yet that star ascends. 
 Traveller! blessedness and light, 
 
 Peace and truth its course portends. 
 Watchman! will its beams alone 
 
 Gild the spot that save them birth? 
 Traveller! ages are its own, 
 
 See it bursts o'er all the earth, 
 
 3 Watchman! tell us of the night, 
 
 For the morning seems to dawn? 
 Traveller! darkness takes its flight, 
 
 Doubt and terror are withdrawn. 
 Watchman! let thy wanderings cease; 
 
 Hie thee to thy quiet home. 
 Traveller! lo! the Prince of Peace; 
 
 Lo! the Son of God is come: 
 
 1A(< SONG. 8s, 7s, 4s. 
 
 A ^^ Missionary's Farewell. 
 
 1 "\7"ES, my native land, I love thee, 
 X All thy scenes, I love them well, 
 Friends, connexions, happy country! 
 
 Can I bid you all farewell? 
 Can 1 leave you, 
 Far in heathen lands to dwell? 
 
147 PRAYER MEETINGS. 
 
 2 Home! thy joys are passing lovely; 
 
 Joys mo stranger-heart can tell"! 
 Happy home! 'lis sure I love thee! 
 
 —can I 6ay — Farewell. 
 Can I leave th 
 Far in heathen lands to dwell? 
 
 3 Scenes of sacred peace and pleasure, 
 
 Holy days and Sabbath-ball, 
 Richest, brightest, sweeteat treasure! 
 
 Can 1 say ft las: farewell? 
 Can I lea v.- yon. 
 Far in heathen lands to dwell? 
 
 4 Ye- : : from thee gladly, 
 
 From the Bcenes i loved so well! 
 Far away, ye billows, hear me; 
 
 Lovely native land, farewell! 
 Pleas' d 1 leave thee, 
 Far in heathen land.-? to dwell. 
 
 5 In the deserts let me labor, 
 
 On 'he mountains let me tell. 
 How he bled— the blessed Saviour — 
 
 To redeem a world from hell! 
 Let me I; i 
 Far in heathen lands to dwell. 
 
 6 Bear me on, thou restless ocean; 
 
 Let the winds my canvas* swell — 
 Heaves my heart with warm emotion, 
 
 While I so far bancs to dwell. 
 Glad I bid thee. 
 
 [▼e land! — Farewell! —Farewell! 
 
 14' 
 
 PRAYER MEETINGS. 
 SONG. 8a, 7a. 
 
 Foi a Criiyr Mm 
 
 EAR EST Lord, thou hast commnnded 
 All thy family to 
 PromiR'd good thou hast appointed 
 Through this rcudinm to conref . 
 
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PRAYER MEETINGS. 143 
 
 2 Yes, to all thy praying people, 
 
 Thou hast promis'd to appear; 
 And thy wond'rous condescension 
 Honors much the path of prayer. 
 
 3 Jesus, thou exalted Saviour, 
 
 On thy promise we rely: 
 Comfort ev'ry mourning spirit, 
 Answer ev'ry feeble cry. 
 
 4 From thy glorious throne of mercy, 
 
 Heavenly cordials now impart; 
 Exercise thy tender pity 
 
 O'er the sinner's broken heart. 
 
 5 May we all who love the Saviour, 
 
 Often to his throne repair; 
 Feel the sweets of his compassion, 
 While engag'd in solemn prayer. 
 
 6 Lord, attend our supplications, 
 
 Let thy mercies on us- roll; 
 Come, come, thou kind Redeemer, 
 Comfort ev'ry praying soul. 
 
 24g SONG. 8s, 7s, 4s. 
 
 Prayer tor u Revival. 
 
 1 QAVIOUR, visit thy plantation, 
 
 lO Grant us, Lord, a gracious rain! 
 All will come to desolation, 
 Unless thou return again: 
 Lord, revive us, 
 All our help must come from Thee! 
 
 2 Keep no longer at a distance, 
 
 Shine upon us from on high, 
 Lest for want of thine assistance, 
 
 Every plant should droop and die. 
 Lord, <ke. 
 
 3 Surely, once thy garden flourish'd, 
 Every part look'd gay and green; 
 
 Then thy word our spirits nourish'd, 
 
 Happy seasons we have seen! 
 Lord, &c. 
 
 4 But a drought has since succeeded, 
 And a sad decline we see; 
 
 Lord, thy help is greatly need, 
 
 Help can only «ome froiu Thee, 
 Lord, &c. 
 
i49 PRAYER •MEETINGS. 
 
 5 Where are those we counted leaders, 
 
 FilPd with zeal, and love, and truth? 
 Old professors, tall as cedars, 
 
 Bright examples to our youth! 
 Lord, &c. 
 
 6 Some in whom we once delight, 
 
 We shall meet no more below; 
 Some, alas! we fear are blighted, 
 
 Scarce a single leaf they show. 
 Lord; &c. 
 
 7 Younger plants— the sight how pleasant!— 
 
 Cover'd thick with blossoms stood; 
 But they cause us grief at present, 
 
 Frosts have nipp'd them in the bud. 
 Lord, <fcc. 
 
 8 Dearest Saviour, hasten hither, 
 
 Thou canst make them bloom again. 
 Oh! permit them not to wither, 
 
 Let not all our hopes be vain. 
 Lord, &.c. 
 
 9 May our mutual love be fervent; 
 
 Make us prevalent in prayers; 
 Let each one, esteem' d thy servant, 
 
 Shun the world's bewitching snares. 
 Lord, &c. 
 10 Break the tempter's fatal power, 
 
 Turn the stony heart to flesh; 
 And begin from this good hour 
 
 To revive thy work afresh: 
 Lord revive us, 
 All our help must come from thee. 
 
 . At% SONG. 6s, 8s. Ntwion. 
 
 149 i Sam. 1: 18. Let tky handmaid find grace in 
 thy sight. 
 
 1 TITHEN Hannah, prest with grief 
 W Pour"d forth her soul in prayer, 
 She quickly found relief, 
 
 And 1ft ft her burden there; 
 Like her in every trying case, 
 Let us approach the throne of grace. 
 
CHURCH MEETINGS. 150 
 
 3 When she began to pray, 
 
 Her heart was pain'd and sad; 
 But e'er she went away, 
 
 Was comforted and glad: 
 In trouble what a resting-place 
 Have they ( who know the throne of grace! 
 
 3 Though men and devils rage, 
 
 And threaten to devour; 
 The saints from age to age, 
 
 Are safe from all their power: 
 Fresh strength they gain to run their race, 
 By waiting at the throne of grace. 
 
 4 Men have not power or skill, 
 
 With troubl'd souls to bear; 
 Though they express good will; 
 
 Poor comforters they are: 
 But swelling sorrows sink apace, 
 When we approach the throne of grace, 
 6 Numbers before have tried, 
 
 And found the promise true; 
 Nor yet one been denied; 
 
 Then why should I or you? 
 After so much of mercy past, 
 Canst thou let me sink at last? 
 
 CHURCH MEETINGS. 
 ! fla S0NG * P ' M ' 
 
 Xu\J \ Welocme to Baptized Believers. 
 
 1 T1TTELC0ME here, our friend and brother, 
 W Welcome all our joys to share; 
 Kind and faithful to each other, 
 May we feel a brother's care. 
 Chorus. —Hallelujah, hallelujah! 
 
 We are on our journey home: 
 Hallelujah! hallelujah! 
 Jesus smiles and bids us come. 
 
151 NEW AND OLD YEAR. 
 
 2 Here, expos'd to sore temptation, 
 
 Let ns bear each other's load, 
 Tili we gain complete salvation; 
 In the presence of our God. 
 Hallelujah! etc. 
 
 3 Christians, thus together walking, 
 
 Mutual light and strength impart, 
 While of Christ, the Saviour, talking. 
 Love inflames their every heart. 
 Hallelujah! etc. 
 
 4 Welcome, all who feel in union, 
 
 Who believe and are baptiz'd, 
 Welcome here to full communion, 
 Welcome soon to endless joys. 
 Hallelujah! etc. 
 
 TIMES AND SEASONS. 
 
 .NEW AND OLD YEAR. 
 
 * - , SONG. 8a, 7s. Robinson. 
 
 1^1 1 Sam. 7: 12. Grateful Recollection. 
 
 1 Z^IOME thou Fount of every blessing, 
 KJ Tune my heart to sing thy grace, 
 Streams of mercy never ceasing 
 
 CalU for songs of loudest praise: 
 Teach me some melodious sonnet, 
 
 Sung by flaming tongues above: 
 Praise the Mount — O fix me on it, 
 
 Mount of God's unchanging love. 
 
 2 Here I raise my Ebenezcr, 
 
 Hither by thy help I'm come: 
 And I hope, by thy good pleasure, 
 
 Safely to arrive at home: 
 Jesus sought me when a strangeT. 
 
 Wandering from the throne of God; 
 He to save my soul from danger, 
 
 Interpos'd his pucioiu blood. 
 
MEETING AND PARTING. 151 
 
 3 0! to grace how great a debtor 
 
 Daily I'm constrain'd to be! 
 Let that grace, Lord, like a fetter, 
 
 Bind my wandering heart to Thee! 
 Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it; 
 
 Prone to leave the God I love — 
 Here's my heart, Lord, take and seal it, 
 
 Seal it from thy courts above. 
 
 MEETING AND PARTING WITH FRIENDS, 
 
 -i p;9 SONG. L. M. 
 
 *-°* Tfog Pilgrim's Farewell. . 
 
 1 T7V\REWELL, dear friends, I must be gone, 
 JP I have no home or stay with you; 
 
 I'll take my staff and travel on, 
 Till I a better world can view: 
 Farewell, farewell, farewell, 
 My loving friends, farevveil. 
 
 2 Farewell, my friends, time rolls along, 
 
 Nor waits for mortal's care or bliss, 
 I leave you here, and travel on, 
 Till I arrive where Jesus is. 
 Farewell, etc. 
 
 3 Farewell, my brethren in the Lord, 
 
 To you I'm bo and by cords of love; 
 Yet we believe his gracious word. 
 That soon we all shall meet above. 
 Farewell, etc. 
 
 4 Farewell, old soldiers of the cross, 
 
 You've straggled long and hard for heav'n; 
 You've counted all things here but dross, 
 Fipht on, the crown shall soon be giv'n. 
 Farevveil, etc. 
 
 5 Farewell, ye youthful sons of God, 
 
 Sore conflicts yet await for you: 
 Ypt dauntless keep the heavenly Toad, 
 Till Canaan's happy land you view- 
 
153 MEETING AND PARTING 
 
 Fight on, fight on, fight on. 
 The crown shall soon be giv'n. 
 6 Farewell, poor careless sinner, too, 
 
 It grieves my heart to leave you here, 
 Eternal vengeance waits for you, 
 0, turn f\iu\ find salvation near: 
 O turn, turn, turn, 
 And find salvation near. 
 
 153 
 
 SONG. P. M. 
 Breaking up of a Meeting. 
 
 1 T7WREWELL, my dear brethren, the time is at hand*. 
 JD That we must be parted from this social band; 
 Our several engagements now call us away, 
 
 Our parting is needful, and we must obey. 
 
 2 Farewell, my dear brethren, farewell for a while; 
 We'll soon meet ag tin, if kind Providence smile; 
 And while we are parted and scatter' d abroad, 
 We'll pray for each other and trust in the Lord. 
 
 3 Farewell, faithful soldiers, you'll soon be discharg'd; 
 The war will be ended, your bounty enlarg'd; 
 
 With shouting and singing, though Jordan may roar> 
 We'll enter fair Canaan, and rest on the shore. 
 
 4 Farewell, younger brethren, just listed for war; 
 Sore trials await you, but Jesus is near: 
 Altho' you must travel the dark wilderness, 
 
 Your Captain's before you, he'll lead you iu peace. 
 
 5 The. world, and the devil, and sin, all unite, 
 With bold opposition, your souls to affright; 
 But Jesus your Leader is stronger than they; 
 Let this animate you to march on your way. 
 
 6 Farewell, trembling mourners, with sad broken heart, 
 hasten to Jesus, and choose the good part, 
 
 He's full of compassion and mighty to save, 
 His arms are extended, yuur souls to receive. 
 
 7 Farewell, careless sinners, for you I must grieve, 
 To think of your danger, while careless you live; 
 The judgment approaches — think of your doom, 
 Aud turn to the Saviour, while yet there is rosm. 
 
 8 Farewell, friends and brethren, farewell all around. 
 Perhaps we'll not meet till the last trumpet sound; 
 To meet you in glory, I give you my hand. 
 
 Our Saviour to praise in the heavenly band. 
 
OF FRIENDS. 154 
 
 1 ?\A SONG. 8s, 7s, 4s. Pearce. 
 
 ■* *^* bong in a Storm. 
 
 i TN the floods of tribulation, 
 X While the billows o'er me roll, 
 Jesus whispers consolation, 
 And supports my fainting soul: 
 Hallelujah, hallelujah! 
 Hallelujah! Praise the Lord. 
 
 2 Thus the lion yields me honey, 
 
 From the eater food is given, 
 Strengthen'd thus 1 still press forward. 
 Singing as I wade to heaven — 
 Sweet affliction, sweet affliction, 
 And my sins are all forgiven. 
 
 3 Mid the gloom, the vivid lightnings 
 
 With increasing brightness play; 
 Mid the thorn-brake, beauteous flow' rets 
 Look more beautiful and gay: 
 Hallelujah! etc. 
 
 4 So in darkest dispensations, 
 
 Doth my faithful Loid appear, 
 With his richest consolations, 
 To re-animate and cheer: 
 
 Sweet affliction, sweet affliction, 
 Thus to bring my Saviour near. 
 
 5 Floods of tribulation heighten, 
 
 Billows still around me roar, 
 Those that know not Christ— ye frighten, 
 But my soul defies your power: 
 Hallelujah! etc. 
 
 6 In the sacred page recorded 
 
 Thus his word securely stands; 
 'Fear not, I'm in trouble near ihee, 
 
 'Naught shall pluck you from my hands;' 
 
 Sweet affliction, sweet affliction, 
 
 Every word my love demands. 
 
 7 All I meet, I find, assists me 
 
 In my path to heavenly joy, 
 Where, though trials now attend m* T 
 Trials nevermore annoy: 
 Hallelujah! etc. 
 
159 THE SINNER WARNED. 
 
 S Bless'd there with a weight of glory, 
 Still the paih I'll ne'er forget, 
 But, exulting, cry, it led me 
 To my blessed Saviour's seat — 
 Sweet affliction, sweet affliction, 
 Which has brought to Jesus' feet. 
 
 rre fcE i!g w g» 
 
 155 
 
 THE SINNER WARNED. 
 
 SONG. P. M. 
 A warning io the Wicked. 
 
 1 QTOP, poor sinner! stop and think, 
 £j Before you farther go! 
 Will you sport upon the brink 
 
 Of everlasting woe? 
 Once again, 1 charge you, stop! 
 
 For unless you warning take, 
 Ere you are aware you drop 
 
 Into the burning lake! 
 1 Say, have you an arm like God, 
 
 That you his will oppose? 
 Fear you not that iron rod 
 
 With which he breaks his foes? 
 Can you stand in that dread day, 
 
 Wiien he judgment shall proclaim, 
 And the earth shall melt away 
 
 Like wax before the flame? 
 3 Ghastly death will quickly come 
 
 To drag you to his bar; 
 Then to hear your awful doom, 
 
 Will fill you with despair: 
 All your sins will round you crowd, 
 
 Sins of a blood-crimson dve; 
 Each for vengeance calling loud: 
 
 And what can you reply? 
 
THE SINNER WARNED. 156 
 
 4 Though your heart be made of steel, 
 
 Your forehead lin'd with brass, 
 God at length will make you feel, 
 
 He will not let you pass: 
 Sinners then in vain may call, 
 
 (Though they now despise his grace,) 
 Socks and mountains on us fall, 
 
 And hide us from his face. 
 
 5 But as yet there is a hope 
 
 You may his mercy know; 
 Though his arm is lifted up, 
 
 He still forbears the blow: 
 'Twas for sinners Jesus died, 
 
 Sinners he invites to come; 
 None who come shall be deny'd, 
 
 He says, 'There still is room.' 
 
 J5(J SONG. 8s, 7s, 4s. 
 
 Luke 2: 14. Good will towards men. 
 1 QINNERS, will you scorn the message, 
 iO Sent in mercy from above? 
 Every sentence, U how tender! 
 Every line is full of love: 
 
 Listen to it. 
 Every line is full of love. 
 1 Hear the heralds of the gospel, 
 
 News from Zion's King proclaim: 
 To each rebel sinner — 'Pardon,' 
 Free forgiveness in his name: 
 
 How important! 
 Free forgiveness in his name. 
 
 3 Tempted souls, they bring you succour- 
 
 Fearful hearts, they quell your fears — 
 And, with news of consolation, 
 Chase away the falling tears: 
 
 Tender heralds, 
 Chase away the falling tears. 
 
 4 False professors, grovelling worldlings, 
 
 Callous hearers of the word! 
 While the messengers address you, 
 Take the warnings they afford: 
 
 We intreat you, 
 Take the warnings they afford. 
 
157 THE SINNER WARNED. 
 
 6 Who hath our report believed? 
 Who receiv'd the joyful word? 
 Who embrac'd the news of pardon, 
 bent unto you by the Lord/ 
 
 Can you slight it, 
 Sent unto you by the Lord? 
 6 ye angels, hov'ring round us, 
 Waiting spirits speed your way; 
 Hasten to the court of heaven, 
 Tidings bear without delay: 
 
 Rebel dinners, 
 Glad the message will obey. 
 
 157 
 
 SONG. P. M. 
 
 Tli6 Siooer'i Wanting 
 
 1 "1T7HILE angels strike their tuneful strings, 
 
 VV And veil their faces with their wings, 
 Each saint on earth his Jesus sings, 
 And joins to praise the King of kings, 
 Who sav'd his soul from ruin. 
 
 2 Bat sinners fond of earthly joys, 
 Mock and deride while saints rejoice; 
 They shut their ears at Jesus' voice, 
 
 And make this world and sin their choice, 
 And force their way to ruin. 
 
 3 The preachers warn them night and day; 
 For them the christians weep and pray; 
 Hut sinners laugh and turn away, 
 
 And join the wicked, vain, and gay, 
 
 And throng the road to ruin. 
 i Sometimes, by preaching, dinners see 
 They're doum'd to hell and misery; 
 To turn to God they then agree; 
 But Oh! 'tis wicked company 
 
 That leads them back to ruin. 
 5 Oft times in visions of the nieht, 
 God doth their guilty souls affright; 
 They tremble at the awful sight, 
 But often with the morning light 
 
 Pursue the road to ruin. 
 
THE SINNER WASHED. 158 
 
 6 Off, times, when nothing else will do, 
 Affliction will their danger show, 
 And bring the haughty sinneT low; 
 Then he'll repent, and pray, and vow, 
 
 But turns again to ruin. 
 
 7 sinners! turn, long time you've stood 
 Oppos'd to God and all that's good: 
 Lay down your arms, submit to God, 
 And thus be sav'd, through Jesus' blood, 
 
 From sin and endless ruin. 
 
 158 SONG. L. M. 
 
 2 Cot. 6: % Behold, now is the accepted lime, 
 
 1 "VTOUNG people all, in blooming days, 
 
 X Hear what your Lord and Saviour sav: 
 'Now is the time to seek my face, 
 'And to receive my gospel grace.' 
 
 2 In gospeUbanner now he stands, 
 vVi'h peace and pardon in his hands, 
 Saying to sinners in their prime — 
 Gome, now is the accepted time. 
 
 3 'Come, you that mourn, lament and weep, 
 Who long to be among my sheep; 
 
 'Tis my delight to set you free 
 From sin, and death, and misery/ 
 
 4 The hanpy day will soon appear, 
 When Gabriel's trumpet you shall hear 
 Sound through the earth, yea down to hell, 
 To call the nations great and small. 
 
 6 'Poor broken hearts, why do ye mourn, 
 
 Like to some lonesome dove forlorn? 
 
 1 am your Saviour, come, rejoice, 
 
 I bore your sins upon the cross.' 
 6 Forsake this world and all its fame, 
 
 Take up the cross, despise the shame; 
 
 And now pursue the living way, 
 
 That leads to everlasting day. 
 
159, 160 THE SINNER WARNED. 
 
 159 < S0XG - P - M - 
 
 Eccl. II: 9. God will bring thct into judgment! 
 
 1 "DEMEMBER, sinful youth, you mutt die, you 
 JA must die. 
 
 Remember, sinful youth, you mufit die: 
 Remember, sinful youth, if you hate the ways of truth, 
 And in your follies boast, you must die. you must die, 
 And in your follies boast, you must die. 
 
 2 Uncertain are your days, here below, here below, 
 Uncertain are your days heie below; 
 Uncenain are your days, for God hath many ways 
 To bring you to your grave here heiow, here below, 
 To bring you to your grave here below. 
 
 The God that rules on higrh, great I AM, great I AM 
 The God that rules on high, great I AM, 
 
 The God that rules on high hath said, and cannot lie^ 
 Impenitents must die and be Lost, and be lost, 
 lmpenitents must die and be lost. 
 
 1 T a dreadful judgment day you are bound, you an 
 
 bound, 
 T' a dreadful judgment day you are bound; 
 T' a dreadful judgment day, let your thoughts be what 
 
 they may. 
 How can you yet delay, you are warn'd, you are 
 
 warri'd, 
 How can you yet delay, you are warn'd. 
 .3 Then, my friends, don't you, I entreat, I entreat, 
 Then, my friends, don't you, 1 entreat, 
 Then, my friends, don't yon your wicked weys 
 
 pursue, 
 Your precious souls are dear, I entreat, I entreat, 
 Your precious sou is are dear, T entreat. 
 6 Then to your Saviour flee, 'scaue for life, 'scape for 
 
 life, 
 Then to your Saviour flee, 'scape for life; 
 Then to your Saviour llee, lest death eternal be 
 Your awful destiny, scape for life, 'scape for life, 
 Youi awful destiny, 'scape for life. 
 
 ifin SOx\G. lis. 
 
 An Ad.ir<i?s to ^..iiors. 
 E sons of the main, ye that sail o'er the flood, 
 Whose ,,have reach'd -i: 
 
 to God, 
 
 'Y 
 
THE SINKER WARNED. 160 
 
 Remember, the short voyage oflife soon will end; 
 Now come, brother tailor, make Jesus your friend. 
 
 2 Look astern on your life; see your wake mark'd with 
 
 sin; 
 Look ahead; see the torments you'll soon founder in; 
 The hard rocks oi death will soon beat out your keel, 
 And your vessel and cargo will all sink to hell. 
 
 3 Lay by your old compass, 'twill do you no good; 
 It ne'er will direct you the right way to God; 
 
 Mind your helm, brother sailor, and don't fail asleep; 
 Watch and pray night and day, lest you sink in the 
 deep. 
 
 4 Spring your luff, brother sailor, the breeze now is fair, 
 Trim your sails to the wind, and those torments 
 
 you'll clear; 
 Your leading star, Jesus, keep full in your view; 
 You'll weather the danger, he'll guide you safe 
 
 through. 
 6 Renounce your old captain, the devil, straightway; 
 The crew which you sail with will lead you astray; 
 Desert their black colors, come under the red, 
 Where Jesus is captain, to conquest he'll lead. 
 
 6 His standard unfurl'd, see it wave through the air, 
 And volunteers coming from iar off and near; 
 Now's the time, brother sailor, no longer delay, 
 Embark now with Jesus, good wages he'll pay. 
 
 7 The bounty he'll give, when the voyage doth begin; 
 He'il forgive your transgressions and cleanse you 
 
 from sin; 
 Good usage he'll give, while you sail on the way, 
 And shortly you'll anchor in heaven's broad bay. 
 
 8 In the harbor of glory, forever you'll ride, 
 
 Free from quicksands and dangers, and sin's raging 
 
 tide; 
 Waves of death cease to roll, and the tempest be o'er, 
 And the hoarse breath of Boreas dismast you no more. 
 
 9 The tarpaulin jacket no longer you'll wear, 
 
 But robes dipp' d in glory, all clean, white and fair; 
 A crown on your head that will dazzle the sun, 
 And from glory to glory eternally run. 
 
161, 162 THE SINNER WARNED. 
 
 ONG. til 
 
 Delay Nu? 
 
 |£j SONG. lis. 
 
 1 T\ELAY not, delay not, sinner, draw near! 
 _L^ The waters of life are now flowing for thee; 
 
 No price is demanded, the Saviour is here, 
 Redemption is purchas'd, salvation is free. 
 
 2 Delay not, delay not, sinner, to come, 
 
 For mercy still lingers, and calls thee to-day; 
 Her voice is not heard in the vale of the tomb; 
 Her message, unheeded, will soon pass away. 
 
 3 Delay not, delay not, the hour is at hand — 
 
 The earth shall dissolve, and the heavens shall fade; 
 The dead, small and great, in the judgment shall 
 star.'!; 
 Whatpow'r then, sinner! shall lend thee its aid! 
 
 ifiO SONG. P. M. 
 
 Tiie Tuimpe'rrs. 
 1 TTAKK! listen to the trumpeters! 
 XJL They sound for volunteers! 
 On Zion's bright and flow'ry mount 
 
 Behold the officers — 
 Their hordes while, their garments bright, 
 
 With crown and bow they stand, 
 Enlisting soidiers for their King, 
 To march lor Canaan's land. 
 
 f l It sets my heart all in a flame; 
 
 A soldier i will be; 
 I will enlist, gird on my arms, 
 
 And fight for liberty. 
 They want no cowards in their band, 
 
 (They will their colors fly,) 
 But call for valiant-hearted men, 
 
 Wno're not afraid to die. 
 
 3 The armies now are on parade; 
 
 How martial they appear! 
 All arm'd and dress'd in uniform, 
 
 They look like men of war; 
 They follow their great General, 
 
 The great Eternal Lamb, 
 His garments 6tained with his own blood — 
 
 King Jesus is his name. 
 
PENITENT SINNER COMING TO CHRIST. 163 
 
 The trumpet sounds, the armies shout, 
 
 And drive the hosts of heil; 
 How dreadful is our God in arms! 
 
 The great Immanuel! 
 Sinners, enlist with Jesus Christ, 
 
 Th' eternal son of God, 
 And march with us to Canaan's land, 
 
 Beyond the swelling flood. 
 
 THE PENITENT SINNER COMING TO 
 CHRIST. 
 
 l (33 SONG. P. M. 
 
 ' The Sinner's Enquiry. 
 
 1 A ND am I only born to die? 
 iX And must I suddenly comply 
 
 With nature's stern decree? 
 What after death for me remains? 
 Celestial joys, or hellish pains, 
 
 To all eternity. 
 
 2 How then ought I on earth to live, 
 While God prolongs the kind reprieve, 
 
 And props the house of clay? 
 My sole concern, my single care, 
 To watch, and tremble, and prepare 
 
 Against that fatal day! 
 
 3 Nothing is worth a thought beneath, 
 But how I may escape the death 
 
 That never, never dies! 
 How make my own election sure, 
 And when I fail on earth, secure 
 
 A mansion in the skies. 
 
 4 Jesus, vouchsafe a pitying ray; 
 
 Be thou my guide, be thou my way 
 
 To glorious happiness! 
 Ah! write the pardon on my heart! 
 And whensoe'er I hence depart, 
 
 Let me depart in peace! 
 
1G4, 165 THE PENITENT SINNER 
 
 lg4 SONG. C. M. 
 
 The Sinner's Reflection. 
 
 1 A H Lord! ah Lord, what have 1 done! 
 /V What will become of me! 
 
 What shall I say, what shall 1 do, 
 Or whither shall I flee? 
 
 2 By wand' ring I have lost myself, 
 
 And here 1 make my moan; 
 0! whither, whither have I stray'd! 
 Ah! Lord, what have I done! 
 
 3 Thy Spirit searches all my heart, 
 
 And now I plainly see 
 The num'rous sins of earth and hell, 
 Are all summ'd up in me. 
 
 4 The seeds of all the ills that grow, 
 
 Are in my nature sown, 
 And multitudes of them have sprung; 
 Ah! Lord, what have 1 done! 
 
 5 1 have been Satan's willing slave, 
 
 And his most easy prey; 
 He was not readier to command 
 Than 1 was to obey. 
 C Or, if at times he left my soul, 
 Yet still his work went on; 
 I was a tempter to myself; 
 Ah! Lord, what have I done! 
 
 7 1 scoff'd at all the threats of heaven, 
 
 And slighted all its charms; 
 Nor Satan's fetters would I leave 
 For Christ's inviting arms. 
 
 8 I had a soul, but priz'd it not; 
 
 And now my soul i.s gone: 
 My hopeless cries address the skies, 
 Ah! Lord, what have I done! 
 
 1Q5 SONG. 10s, lis. 
 
 ± Mourners Invited to Christ. 
 
 1 /^10ME, mourners, attend, and make no delay, 
 X^J Good news from a friend I bring you to-day, 
 'Tis news of Salvation, come now and receive, 
 There's no condemnation to them that believe. 
 
 2 I Am that I Am, hath sent me to you, 
 Glad news to proclaim; doubt not, it is true; 
 
COMING TO CHRIST. 166 
 
 To you, distressed, afflicted, forlorn, 
 Whose sins are increased and cannot be borne. 
 
 "S But still if you cry, '0 what is his name?' 
 This is his reply, I Am that I Am; 
 This name, though mysterious, will fully supply 
 Their wants, though so various, who unto him fly. 
 
 4 Exhaustless and full for ever his store; 
 
 Then look no more dull, though ever so poor; 
 Though blind, lame and feeble, and helpless you be, 
 He's able and willing your wants to supply. 
 
 £ Then only believe and trust in his name, 
 He will not deceive nor put you to shame; 
 But fully supply you from his gracious store, 
 Nor ever deny you because you are poor. 
 
 155 SONG, 8s, 8s, 6s. 
 
 The Awakened Sinner. 
 1 A WAK'D by Sinai's awful sound, 
 xjl My soul in guilt and thrall I found, 
 
 And knew not where to go; 
 O'erwhelm'din sin — with anguish slain; 
 The sinner must be born again, 
 Or sink in endless wo. 
 ^ Amaz'd I stood! — but could not tell 
 Which way to shun the gates of hell, 
 
 For death and hell drew near; 
 I strove indeed, but strove in vain; 
 'The sinner must be born again,' 
 Still so'unded in my ear. 
 ■3 When to the law I trembling fled, 
 It pour'd its curses on my head; 
 
 I no relief could find — 
 This fearful truth increas'd my pain, 
 The sinner must be bo™ again 
 O'erwhelm'd my tortur'd mind. 
 I Again did Sinai's thunder roll. 
 And guilt lay heavy on my soul; 
 
 A vast unwieldy load. 
 Alas! I read and saw it plain, 
 The sinner must be born again. 
 Or drink the wrath of God. 
 5 The saints T heard with rapture tell, 
 How Jesus conquer' d death and hell. 
 
167, 168 THE PENITENT SINNER 
 
 And broke the fowler's snare; 
 Yet when I found this truth remain, 
 The sinner must be born again, 
 
 I sunk in deep despair. 
 
 6 Rut while I thus in anguish lay, 
 Jesus of Nazareth pass'dthat w 
 
 I felt his pity move — 
 The sinner by his justice slain, 
 Now by his grace is born again, 
 
 And eings redeeming love! 
 
 7 To heav'n the joyful tidings flew, 
 The angels tuu'd their harps anew: 
 
 And loftier notes did raise; 
 All bail the Lamb that once was slain! 
 Unnumber'd millions born again 
 
 Shall sing thine endless pi\ 
 
 SONG, lis, Hs. 
 The Sinner Coming to Christ. 
 
 1G7 
 
 1 ■ "\E.\R Jesus, here comes, and knocks at thy door, 
 I ) A beggar for crumbs, distressed and poor; 
 
 Blind, lame, and forsaken; all rolled in blood; 
 At length overtaken while running from God. 
 
 2 To ask children's bread, I dare not presume, 
 Bat| Lord, to be fed with fragments 1 come; 
 Some crumbs from thy table, (J let me obtain, 
 For sure thou ait able my ^oul to sustain. 
 
 3 I own I deserve no favor to see, 
 
 1 bated thy cause and wander'd from thee, 
 'Till brought by thy spirit my follies to mourn, 
 Now stript of all merit, to thee 1 return. 
 
 4 Great God, my desert is nothing but death; 
 From thee to depart forever in wrath; 
 
 Yet, Lord, to the city of refuge I flee, 
 
 let thine eye pity a sinner like me! 
 
 168 80NG ' 
 
 AV ^ The Penitent Comforted. 
 
 1 TAKOOPING souls, no longer grieve, 
 \J Heaven is propitious; 
 
 \i in Christ you do believe. 
 You will find him 
 
 : 
 
COMING TO CHRIST. 168 
 
 Calls the mourner to him; 
 Brings salvation from on high, 
 Now look up and view him. 
 
 2 From his hands, his feet, his side, 
 
 Kuns the healing lotion; 
 See the consolating tide, 
 
 Boundless as the ocean: 
 See the healing waters move 
 
 For the sick and dying: 
 Now resolve to gain his love, 
 
 Or to perish trying. 
 
 3 Grace's store is always free, 
 
 Drooping souls to gladden; 
 Jesus calls, "Come unto me, 
 
 "Ye weary heavy laden: 
 "Though your sins, like mountains high, 
 
 "Rise and reach to heaven, 
 "Soon as you on me rely, 
 
 "All shall be forgiven." 
 
 4 Now methinks I hear one say, 
 
 I will go and prove him; 
 If he takes my fins away. 
 
 Surely I shall love him: 
 Yes! 1 see the Father smile, 
 
 Now I lose my burden; 
 All is grace, for 1 am vile, 
 
 Yet he seals my pardon. 
 
 5 Streaming mercy, how it Hows! 
 
 Now I know I feel it; 
 Tongue cannot the half disclose, 
 
 Yet I long to tell it. 
 Jesus' blood has heal'd my wound; 
 
 the wondrous story! 
 I was lost, but now am found; 
 
 Glory! glory! glory! 
 
 6 Glory to my Saviour's name! 
 
 Saints are bound to love him; 
 Sinners, you may do the same, 
 
 Only come and prove him. 
 Hasten to the Saviour's blood, 
 
 Feel it and declare it; — 
 that I could sing so loud, 
 
 That all the worlfl might hear it 
 v3 
 
169 THE PENITENT SINNER 
 
 7 If no greater joys are known 
 
 In the upper region, 
 I will iry to follow on 
 
 In this pure religion; 
 Heaven's here, and heaven's there, 
 
 Glory's here and yonder; 
 Brightest seraphs shout his praise, 
 
 While all tin- angels wonder. 
 
 1(30 SONG. P. M. 
 
 C]tfict*l BlOOd our only Tlca. 
 
 1 C^ 01) of my salvation, hear, 
 
 V 1 And help me lo beli< 
 
 Simply do I now draw near, 
 
 Ay blessing to receive; 
 
 Full of guilt, alas I am, 
 Bat to thy wounds lor refog< 
 
 Friend of sinners, spotless Lamb, 
 Thy blood was shed foi me. 
 tending now as newly slain, 
 
 To thes I lift mine 
 
 a of all my giief and pain, 
 Thy blood is always nigh. 
 
 day, ihe same 
 
 Thou art, and wilt forever bej 
 Friend of Bioi - urib, 
 
 Thy blood was shed fur me. 
 
 3 Nothing have 1, Lord, to pay, 
 
 Nor can thy grace procure; 
 
 Empty send me not away, 
 
 For 1, thou know'st, am poor; 
 Dust and allies is my name, 
 
 My all is sin and misery: 
 Friend oi sinners, spotless Lamb, 
 
 Thy blood was shed for me. 
 
 4 No good work, or word, or thought, 
 
 Bring I to buy thy gra 
 Pardon 1 accent, unbought, 
 
 Thy profler 1 embrace. 
 Coming, as at first I came, 
 
 To take, and not bestow on thee. 
 Friend of sinners, spotless Lamb, 
 
 Thy blood was shed foi mS. 
 
COMING TO CHRIST. 170, 171 
 
 5 Saviour, from thy wounded side 
 
 I never will depart; 
 Here will I my spirit hide, 
 
 Till I am pure in heart; * 
 
 Till my place above I claim, 
 
 This only shall be all my plea — 
 Friend of sinners, spotless Lamb, 
 
 Thy blood was shed for me. 
 
 170 SONG. L. M. 
 * ,XJ The Penitent Tnief. 
 
 1 TESUS CHRIST has power alone* 
 J To subdue a heart of stone; 
 And the moment grace is felt, 
 Then the hardest heart will melt. 
 
 2 When the Lord was crucified, 
 Two transgressors with him died; 
 One, with vile, blasphemous tongue, 
 ScofT'd at Jesus as he hung. 
 
 3 Thus he spent his wicked breath, 
 In the very jaws of death; 
 Perish'd as too many do, 
 
 With the Saviour in their view. 
 
 4 But the other, touched with grace, 
 Saw the danger of his case, 
 Faith received to own his Lord, 
 Whom the scribes and priests abhorr'd, 
 
 5 "Lord," he pTay'd, "remember me, 
 When in glory thou shalt be:" 
 "Soon with me," the Lord replies, 
 "Thou shalt be in Paradise." 
 
 6 This was wondrous grace indeed! 
 Grace vouchsaf'd in time of need; 
 Sinners, trust in Jesus' name, 
 And you'll find him still the same. 
 
 7 But beware of unbelief, 
 Think upon the harden' d thief; 
 And if the gospel you disdain, 
 Christ for you has died in vain. 
 
 171 SONG. P.M. 
 
 *■ A The Penitent invited and encouraged, 
 
 \ TESUS shed his precious blood 
 •I For wretched man's salvation; 
 \4 
 
171 THE PENITENT SINNER 
 
 Then ascended up to God, 
 
 And sends the proclamation — 
 
 ^ Chorus. 
 
 Ho! every one that thirsts. 
 Come ye 10 the waters; 
 
 Freely drink and quench your thirst, 
 With Zion's sons and daughters. 
 
 2 Hearken, all ye mourning souls, 
 Who long to be forgiven; 
 Hear the tidings sent to you, 
 From the high court ot heaven. 
 11"! every one, &c. 
 :* Lo! the fount of life appears! 
 And numbers now are going; 
 Drink, and dry your hopeless tear.-: 
 For you the stream! are flowing. 
 Ho! every one, &c. 
 4 ye restless wanderers all, 
 
 who vainly seek for treasures; 
 You who vainly .strive to quench 
 Your thirst with worldly pleasing 
 Ho! every one, Ate. 
 -') Seek the self. denying grace; 
 tie wipe and don't refuse it; 
 If you seek >our life to ttYe, 
 Yon will be sure to lo.se it. 
 Ho! every one, &c. 
 
 6 Let not unbelief reject 
 
 The blessings of the Saviour; 
 Believe, and vou'll be justified, 
 Believe, and live for ever. 
 Ho! every one, &c. 
 
 7 See the erowd that's gone before, 
 
 In path's of self-denial; 
 They, on Canaan's happy shore, 
 Are waiting your arrival. 
 
 Ho! every one, <$*c 
 
 8 Come, ye followers of the Lamb, 
 
 Let us prepare to meet them: 
 Follow on, and persevere, 
 Until in heav'n we greet them, 
 Ho! every one, &c. 
 
COMING CHRIST. 172, 173 
 
 172 SONG. 8s, 8s, 6s. Newton. 
 
 Acts 9: 6. Lord what wilt thou have me do? 
 
 1 T ORD thou hast won, at length I yield, 
 I 1 My heart by mighty grace compell'd, 
 
 Surrenders all to thee; 
 Against thy tenors long 1 strove, 
 But who can stand against thy love? 
 
 Love conquers even me. 
 
 2 All that a wretch could do, I try'd, 
 "Thypatience scorn'd, thy power defy'd, 
 
 And trampled on thy laws; 
 Scarcely thy martyrs at the stake, 
 Could stand more steadfast for thy sake, 
 
 Than I in Satan's cause. 
 
 3 But since thou hast thy love reveal'd, 
 And shown my soul a pardon seal'd, 
 
 I can resist no more: 
 Could'st thou for such a sinner bleed? 
 Could'st thou for such a rebel plead? 
 
 I wonder and adore. 
 
 4 My will conform' d to thine would move, 
 On thee my hope, desire and love, 
 
 In flx'd attention join; 
 My hands, my eyes, my ears, my tongue, 
 Have Satan's servants been too long, 
 
 But now they shall be thine. 
 
 5 And can I be the very same, 
 
 Who lately durst blaspheme thy name 
 
 And on "thy gospel tread? 
 Surely each one who hears my case, 
 Will praise thee and confess thy grace, 
 
 For such amazing love. 
 
 6 Now Lord, I would be thine alone, 
 Come take'possession of thy own, 
 
 For thou hast set me free: 
 Releas'd from Satan's hard command, 
 See all my powers awaiting stand, 
 
 To be employ' d by thee. 
 
 173 SONG. 7s. 
 
 The Penitent's Confession. 
 
 J N 
 
 AY, I cannot let thee go, 
 Till a blessing thou bestow; 
 
174 THE PENITENT SINNER 
 
 Do not turn away thy face; 
 Mine's an urgent, pressing case. 
 
 2 Dost thou ask me who I am? 
 
 Ah, my Lord, thou know'st my name: 
 Vet the question gives a plea, 
 To support my suit with Uiee. 
 
 3 Thou did'st once a wretch behold, 
 In rebellion blindly bold, 
 
 Scorn thy grace, thy pow'r defy; 
 That poor rebel, Lord, was I. 
 
 4 Once a sinner near despair 
 
 ' thy mercy-seat by prayer; 
 Mercy heard and set him free; 
 Lord, that mercy came to me. 
 
 6 M I vwt pass'd since then, 
 
 Many changes 1 have Keen; 
 
 Yet ha?6 been upheld till now; 
 
 Who could hold me up but thou? 
 6 Thou hast help'd in ev'ry need; 
 
 This emboldens me to plead; 
 
 After so much mercy past, 
 
 It thou let me sink at last! 
 — I must maintain my hold; 
 
 Tis thy goodness makes me bold; 
 
 1 can no denial take, 
 
 When 1 plead tor Jesus' take. 
 
 17 1 ro. r .m. 
 
 1 Thirty Souls Invited. 
 
 1 QEE the fountain open'd wide, 
 ^ That from pollution frees OS, 
 Flowing from the wounded side 
 
 Of our Emmanuel Je 
 
 Chorus. 
 Ho! every one that thirsts, 
 Come ye to the waters: 
 Freely drink and quench your thirst, 
 With Zion's sons and daughters. 
 
 2 Sinners hear the Saviour's call, 
 
 Consider what you're doiog; 
 Je;»Ub Christ can cleanse you all, 
 Will you not come unto him.' 
 Ho! every One, &C. 
 
COMING TO CHRIST. 175 
 
 3 Dying sinners, come and try; 
 
 These waters will relieve you; 
 Without money come and buy, 
 For Christ will freely give you. 
 Ho! every one, &c. 
 
 4 He who drinks shall never die; 
 
 These waters fail him never; 
 Sinners, come and now apply 
 And drink, and live for ever. 
 Ho! every one, &c. 
 
 5 Weeping Mary, full of grief, 
 
 Came begging for these waters; 
 Jesus gave her full relief, 
 
 With Zion's sons and daughters. 
 Ho! every one, &c. 
 
 6 See the woman at the well, 
 
 Conversing with the Saviour; 
 Soon she found that he could tell 
 The whole of her behaviour. 
 Ho! every one, &c. 
 
 7 When she ask'd, and she obtain'd 
 
 A drink, her heart was flaming; 
 Thus the gift divine she gained, 
 And ran to town proclaiming — 
 Ho! every one, &c. 
 
 8 The thief had only time to think, 
 
 And tell his doleful story: 
 Jesus gave him leave to drink — 
 He drank, and fled to glory. 
 Ho! every one, &c. 
 
 9 Christians, you can fully tell 
 
 The virtue of these waters; 
 You were once the heirs of hell, 
 But now are sons and daughters. 
 Ho! every one, &c. 
 
 275 SOJNG. P. M. 
 
 Invitation to Christ. 
 
 x s : 
 
 INNER, hear the Saviour's call, 
 He now is passing by; 
 He has seen thy grievous thrall, 
 
 And heard thy mournful cry: 
 He has pardons to impart, 
 
 Grace to save thee from thy fears, 
 vG 
 
m THE PENITENT SINXKK 
 
 See the love that fills his heait, 
 And wipe away thy tears. 
 
 2 Why art thou afraid to come, 
 
 And tell him all thy case? 
 He will not pronounce thy doom, 
 
 Nor frown thee from his face: 
 Wilt thou fear Emmanuel? 
 
 Wilt thou dread the Lamb of God, 
 Who, to save thy soul from hell, 
 
 Has shed his precious blood? 
 
 3 Think how on the cross he hung, 
 
 Hierc'd with a thousand wounds: 
 Hark! from each, as with a tongue, 
 
 The roict of pardon sounds! 
 See from all his bursting \> 
 
 Blood of wondrous virtue flow! 
 Shed to waefa away Lay stains, 
 
 And ransom Jiiee from wo. 
 
 4 Though his majesty be great, 
 
 His mercy is no less; 
 Though he thy transgressions hate, 
 
 lie feels for thy distress: 
 By himself the Lord hath sworn, 
 
 He delights not in thy death, 
 But invites thee to return, 
 
 That thou may'st live by faith. 
 8 Raise thy downcast eyes, and see 
 
 What throng* the throne surround! 
 These, though sinners once like thee. 
 
 Have full salvation found; 
 Yield not then to unbelief, 
 
 While he says "there yet iR room:" 
 Though of sinners thou art chief, 
 
 Since Jesus calls thee, come. 
 
 ]76 SONG. 8s, 7s. 
 
 Weak Fai'ii Bneonfafed. 
 
 1 "\T7EEPIIVG pilgrims, mourning christians, 
 VV Weak and tempted Lambs of Christ, 
 Who endure great tribulation, 
 
 And with sins are much distress'd; 
 Jeans sends me to invite you 
 To a rich and costly feast; 
 Let not shame nor pride prevent you, 
 Come, the rich provision taste. 
 
COMING TO CHRIST. 177 
 
 2 If you have a heart lamenting, 
 
 And bemoan your wretched case-, 
 Come to Jesus Christ repenting, 
 
 He will give you gospel grace: 
 If you want a heart to fear him, 
 
 Love and serve him alJ your days, 
 Only come to Christ and ask him. 
 
 He will guide you iu his ways. 
 
 3 If your heart is unbelieving, 
 
 Doubting Jesus' pardoning love, 
 Lay hard by Bethesda, waiting 
 
 Till the troubled waters move: 
 If no man appear to help you. 
 
 All their efforts prove but talk, 
 Je^us, Jesus, he will cleanse yon: 
 
 Rise, take up your bed and waits . 
 
 4 If, like Peter, you are sinking 
 
 In the sea of unbelief, 
 Cry to Jesus Christ to save you, 
 
 He will give you sweet relief: 
 He will give you grace and glory, 
 
 All your wants shall be supplied: 
 Canaan, Canaan lies before you, 
 
 Rise, and cross the swelling tide. 
 
 5 Death shall not destroy your comfort, 
 
 Christ will guard you through the gloom; 
 Down he'll send a heav'nly convoy, 
 
 To eonduet you to his borne: 
 There you'll spend your days in pleasure, 
 
 Free from every want and care; — 
 Come, come! my blessed Saviour, 
 
 Fain my spirit would be there. 
 
 177 SONG. C. M. 
 
 *• ' ' Godly Sorrow for Sin. 
 
 1 A LAS! and did my Saviour bleed, 
 _TjL And did my Sovereign die? 
 Would he devote that sacred head 
 
 For such a worm as I? 
 
 2 [Thy body slain, sweet Jesus, thine. 
 
 And bath'd in its own blood, 
 
 While all expos' d to wrath divine 
 
 The glorious sufferer stood.] 
 
- ARNE1) 
 
 3 Was it for crimes that I had done 
 
 He LT'jun'd upon the tree/ 
 Amazing ; unknown! 
 
 And love beyond degree! 
 
 4 Well might the snn in darkness hide* 
 
 And shut his glories in, 
 When God the mighty Maker died 
 For man the c Tea lure sin. 
 
 5 Thus might I bide my blushing faro 
 
 While his dear i 
 
 Dissolve my heart in thankfulnei 
 And melt my eye 
 
 C Hut drops of grief ten ne'er n 
 
 The debt of love 1 o .. 
 
 Here. re myself away, 
 
 tn do. 
 
 BACKSLIDERS WARNED. 
 
 SONG. S, 
 Fata Profetaon Warned. 
 
 178 
 
 1 "VTEboId, bla.-pheming souls, 
 
 _1_ Whose conscience nothing 
 
 Ye carnal, cold, profei 
 
 Whose stale's as bad as theirs; 
 
 2 Ye strong, deluded Kg 
 
 Whose faith's too stout to pray; 
 And ye, whom p.-oud perfection cheats,. 
 As free from sin as H 
 
 3 The awful change, not far, 
 Dissolves each golden dream; 
 
 Death will distinguish what you arc, 
 From what you only seem. 
 
 4 Repent, or you're undone, 
 And pray to God with Bpted, 
 
 Perhaps the truth may yet be known. 
 And make you free indeed. 
 
 5 The hour of death draws nigh; 
 
 i:ne to drop the mask; 
 
BACKSLIDERS RETURNING. 173 
 
 Fall at the feet of Christ, and cry; 
 
 He gives to all that ask. 
 
 Good Shepherd of the sheep, 
 
 Abolisher of death, 
 O, give us all repentance deep, 
 
 And purifying faith. 
 
 BACKSLIDERS RETURNING, 
 
 170 SONG. 7s. 8s. 
 
 *■ * ^ Sorrowing for Sin. 
 
 Q 
 
 UITE weary, near to faint, 
 I my sad .state deplore; 
 
 I would myself wtth God acquaint, 
 But 'tis not in my power. 
 
 I know my dangerous state, 
 Still carnal, sold to sin; 
 
 Corrupt, impure, degenerate, 
 Have all my doings been. 
 
 2 How many gracious days 
 
 Have I misspent and lost, 
 Lov'd to frequent unholy ways, 
 
 And made of sin my boast! 
 Alas! those days are gone, 
 
 Those golden cays are o'er; 
 The Gospel here, that lately shone, 
 
 Perhaps may shine no more. 
 
 3 0, whither shall I fly, 
 
 If God has me forsook? 
 To whom may 1 for mercy cry, 
 
 Or where for refuge look? 
 How shall I meet the Lord, 
 
 Or how his anger bear, 
 When I shall see his faming swore 
 
 And banner in the air? 
 
 4 When, by the trumpet's sound, 
 
 The dead to life shall come, 
 And all who slumber under ground 
 ohiH rise to know their doom; 
 
180, 181 BACKSLIDERS RETURNING. 
 
 When time shall have an end, 
 
 When Jesus, on a cloud. 
 Shall with his angel host descend, 
 
 And with the trump of God. 
 5 Lord, my crimes forgive. 
 
 If I may be forgiven; 
 And with thy chosen, me receive, 
 
 When thou shalt come from heaven. 
 Spare me, in mercy spare; 
 
 0, wash and make ine clean, 
 And fit me for the time when here 
 
 I shall no more be seen. 
 
 180 
 
 SOtfG. C. M. 
 
 A Penitent Pleading for Pardon. 
 
 1 OH0W pity, Lord, Lord forgive, 
 J3 Let a repenting sinner live: 
 Are not thy mercies larue and free? 
 May not a sinner trust in thee? 
 
 2 My crimes are great, but cant surpasb 
 The power and glory of thy grace; 
 Great God, thy nature hath no bound, 
 So let thy pard'ning love be found. 
 
 3 wash my soul from every sin, 
 
 And make my guilty conscience clean; 
 Here on my heart the burden lies, 
 And past oifences pain my eyes. 
 
 4 My lips with shame my sins confess 
 Against thy law, against thy grace: 
 Lord, should thy judgment grow severe, 
 I am condemn'd, but thou art clear. 
 
 5 Should sudden vengeance seize my breath, 
 I must pronounce thee just in death; 
 
 And if my soul were sent to hell, 
 Thy righteous law approves it well. 
 
 6 Yet save a trembling sinner, Lord, 
 Whose hope, still hovering round thy word, 
 Would }ight on some sweet promise there r 
 Some sure support against despair. 
 
 181 
 
 'D 
 
 SONG. C. M. 
 Backslider Praying for Pardon. 
 EAR Lord, J see in Peter's case, 
 So much that's like my o n 
 
BAPTISM. 182 
 
 That I, without thy look of grace, 
 For ever am undone. 
 
 2 But O! to Peter thou didst turn, 
 
 And on him kindly look: 
 Then he before the Lord did mourn, 
 And then his heart was broke. 
 
 3 Lord, from the love thou didst display 
 
 In setting Peter free, 
 I am encouraged now to pray, 
 turn and look on me. 
 
 4 Nothing but one kind look of thine 
 
 Can heal or set me free; 
 bless me with this beam divine, 
 And turn and look on me. 
 
 5 Then while below, and when above, 
 
 This my sweet song shall be, 
 "Praise, my soul, his name, his love, 
 ( Who turn'd and look'd on thee." 
 
 BAPTISM. 
 
 182 SONG. CM. Dr. llyJand. 
 
 Gen. 24: 56. And fie said unto them, hinder 
 ?ne not. 
 
 1 TY7HEN, Abraham's servant to procure 
 
 ▼ V A wife for Isaac went, 
 He met Rebekah — told his wish — 
 Her parents gave consent. 
 
 2 Yet for ten days they urg'd the man 
 
 His journey to delay; 
 'Hinder me not, he quick reply'd, 
 Since God hath crown'd my way.' 
 
 3 'Twas thus I cry'd, when Christ the Lord 
 
 My soul to him did wed: 
 'Hinder me not,' nor friends nor foes, 
 'Sinee God my way hath sped.' 
 
 4 'Stay,' says the world, 'and taste awhile 
 
 My every pleasant sweet;' 
 'Hinder me not,' my soul replies, 
 'Because the way is great,' 
 
183 BAPTISM. 
 
 5 'Stay,' Satan, my old master, cries, 
 
 'Or force shall thee detain;' 
 'Hinder me not, 1 will begone, 
 '.My God has broke thy chain.'] 
 
 6 In all my Lord's appointed ways, 
 
 My journey I'll pursue: 
 Hinder me not, ye much-lov'd saints, 
 For I must go with you. 
 
 7 Through floods and flames, if Jesus lead, 
 
 I'll follow where he goes; 
 Hinder me not, shall be my cry, 
 Though earth and hell opjn 
 
 8 Through duty and through trials too 
 
 I'll go at his command; 
 Hinder me not, for I .nm bound 
 To my Immanuel's land. 
 
 And when my Saviour calls me home, 
 
 Still this my cry shall be, 
 Hinder me not, come, welcome death, 
 I'll gladly go with \'. 
 
 is:} hymn, hi 
 
 Not MlMMUed Of Christ. 
 
 1 TESUS! and shall it ever be, 
 
 «J A mortal man asham'd of Thee? 
 
 lam'd of Thee, whom angels praise, 
 Whose glories shine through endless days? 
 
 nam'd of Jesus! sooner far 
 Let evening blush to own a star;* 
 He sheds the beams of light divine 
 O'er this benighted soul of mine. 
 
 3 Asham'd of Jesus! just as soon 
 Let midnight be asham'd of noon: 
 'Til midnight with my soul, till he, 
 Bright Morning Star! "bid darkness Hi 
 
 •1 Asham'd of Jeaua! that dear friend 
 On whom my hopes of heaven depend? 
 No: when I blush — be this my shame, 
 That I no more revere his name. 
 
 3 Asham'd of Jesus! yr:>, I may, 
 When I've no guilt. to wash awav, 
 No tear to wipe, no good lo cr-r. 
 No iears to quell, DO soul to save. 
 
BAPTISM, 184, 1S5 
 
 6 Till then — nor is my boasting vain — 
 Till then I boast a Saviour slain! 
 And O, may this my glory be, 
 That Christ is not asham'd of me! 
 
 7 [His institutions would I prize, 
 
 Take up my cross — the shame despise; 
 Dare to defend his noble cause, 
 And yield obedience to his laws.] 
 
 1QA SONG. 13s. 
 
 The example of Christ. Matth 3. 
 
 1 TIE GIN the third of Matthew, and read that chapter 
 _D through; 
 
 It teaches true believers what they are call'd to do; 
 It speaks of John the Baptist, who in the wilderness: 
 Did preach the joyful tidings of Christ, the Prince of 
 Peace. 
 
 2 Some Pharisees attended to be baptiz'd of him, 
 
 But he demanded fruit, or repentance wrought in them; 
 Saying, I'll baptize you freely when you confess your 
 
 sin, 
 Submit to Christ the Saviour, and own him for your 
 
 king. 
 
 3 Then came the great Redeemer, Jehovah God the Son* 
 And was baptiz'd in Jordan by his own servant John- 
 As he came out o' the water, the Spirit from above, 
 Descending, lighted on him V the likeness of a dove. 
 
 4 The heavens thus were open'd, that plainly you might 
 
 see, 
 A witness to the people, that so it ought to be; 
 A voice too from the Father, proclaim' d this is my 
 
 Son, 
 In whom I am well pleased with all that he has done. 
 
 5 You that believe in Jesus, come show it by your love; 
 Come follow his example recorded from above; 
 Take up your cross as freely as Jesus did for you, 
 To him 1 recommend you, and bid you all adieu. 
 
 185 SONG. 7s. 
 
 Nothing can harm the Followers of Christ. 
 1 CHRISTIANS, if your hearts be warm, 
 V_y Ice and snow can do no harm; 
 If by Jesus you are priz'd, 
 Rise, believe, and be baptiz'd. 
 
186, 167 DEATH AND RESURRECTION. 
 
 2 Jesus drank The gall for you, 
 
 He bore the curse to sinners due: 
 Children, prove your love to him, 
 Never fear the frozen stream. 
 
 3 Never bhun the Saviour's en 
 All on earth is worthless d 
 If the Saviour's love you I 
 
 Let the world behold your zeal. 
 
 1SG 
 
 Meditation before Baptism. 
 
 1 TTEAVJENLT raptures fill my tool, 
 .nL While 1 gaze on Jesus' touib; 
 
 There no waves of trouble roll, 
 In its 
 . <[)£ I sou-lit, but BOUftht in vain. 
 How I might evade hie call: 
 Till at len^lh my will was stain— 
 all in all. 
 :j Precious souls who linger still, 
 
 Or who wait for clearer light, 
 Ail that's wanting is a will — 
 
 .l!i is shining bright. 
 1 Take the Bible, read with cure, 
 . no argument be 
 
 Follow Jesus, live in prayer, 
 
 Let hi be your guide. 
 
 DEATH AND RESURRECTION. 
 
 DEATH. 
 
 t^T SONG. 12a, lis. 
 
 T 
 
 ' Thou art gooe lo tbf Grata 
 
 HOUartgone to the grave, but we will not deplore 
 thee, 
 Fho' sorrows and darkness encompass the tomb: 
 
 LSS'd thro' the portals before thee, 
 And the lamp of his love is thy guide through the 
 doom. 
 
DEATH. 188, 189 
 
 2 Thou an gone to the grave, we no longer behold thee, 
 
 Nor tread the rough paths of the world by thy side; 
 
 But the wide arms of mercy are spread to enfold thee, 
 
 And sinners may hope, since the Saviour hath died. 
 
 3 Thou art gone to the grave, and its mansion forsaking, 
 
 Perchance thy weak spirit in doubt linger'd long: 
 But the sunshine of heaven beam'd bright on thy 
 
 waking, 
 And the sound thou didst her.r was the seraphim'a 
 
 Song. 
 
 too SONG. 8s. 
 
 J.OO Q n tri0 i) eat |, () f a Brother. 
 
 1 T> EJOICE for a brother deceased, 
 .0/ Our loss is his infinite gain; 
 A soul out of prison releas'd, 
 
 And freed from its bodily pain: 
 With songs let us follow his flight, 
 
 And mount with his spirit above; 
 Escap'd to the mansions of light, 
 
 And lodg'd in the Eden of love. 
 
 2 Our brother the haven hath gain'd, 
 
 Outliving the tempest and wind; 
 His rest he hath sooner obtain'd,. 
 
 And left his companions behind 
 Still toss'd on the sea of distress, 
 
 Hard toiling to make the blest shore, 
 Where all is assurance and peace, 
 
 And sorrow and sin are no more. 
 
 3 There all the ship's company meet, 
 
 Who sail'd with the Saviour beneath; 
 With shouting each other they gTeet, 
 
 And triumph o'er trouble and death: 
 The voyage of life's at an end, 
 
 The mortal afflicion is past; 
 The age lhat in heaven they spend, 
 
 Forever and ever shall last. 
 
 -io SONG. 8s. 
 
 *-°J The dying Saint. 
 
 1 TTQW solemn the signal I hear! 
 XI The summons that calls me away, 
 In regions unknown to appear — 
 lluw shall 1 the summons obey! 
 
19CJ DEATH. 
 
 What scenes in that world shall arise, 
 When life's latest afeh shall be fad 
 
 And darkness hath seal'd up my I 
 And deep in the dust I am laid? 
 
 2 No longer the world I can view, 
 
 The scenes which so long I have known; 
 My friends, I must hid you adieu, 
 
 For here I must travel alone: 
 Yet here my Redeemer has trod, 
 
 Mis hallowed footsteps I know; 
 I'll trust lor defence to his rod, 
 
 And lean un his Staff M I go. 
 
 3 Dear S Israel, lead on; 
 
 My soul follows hard after 
 The phantoms of death are all flown, 
 
 When Jeaua my Shepherd I see. 
 
 I nO 
 
 To wait your arrival above; 
 
 lithfnl, and ihaU know 
 
 The triumph* and joys of his lo\r. 
 
 ]<)0 
 
 1 
 
 PTG, 8s. 
 
 Deaf* Awful urn! Delightful. 
 
 4 HI lovely appearance of death 1 
 
 / V V.:. |igh| upon earth La so fair? 
 La that breathe, 
 pare: 
 With solemn delight 1 inn 
 
 corpse, when the spirit is fled: 
 In love with the beautiful clay, 
 And longing to lie in iXM stead. 
 
 2 H eae'd is our brother, bereft 
 
 Of all that could burden his mind! 
 How easy the soul that has left 
 
 This wearisome body behind! 
 Of evil incapable thou, 
 
 Whose relics with 61 
 No longer in misery now, 
 
 Ao longer B sinner like me. 
 
 3 This earth is afflicted DO more 
 
 With sickness or shaken with pain; 
 The war in the members is o'er, 
 And never shall vex him again: 
 
DEATH. 191 
 
 No anger henceforward, or shame, 
 
 Shall redden this innocent clay: 
 Extinct is the animal flame, 
 
 And passion is vanish' d away. 
 4. This languishing head is at rest, 
 
 Its thinking and aching are o'er; 
 This quiet immoveable breast 
 
 Is heav'd by affliction no more. 
 This heart is no longer the seat 
 
 Of trouble and torturing pain; 
 It ceases to flutter and beat, 
 
 It never shall flutter again. 
 
 5 The lids he so seldom could close, 
 
 By sorrow forbidden to sleep, 
 Seal'd up in eternal repose, 
 
 Have strangely forgotten to weep: 
 The fountains can yield no supplies, 
 
 These hollows from water are free; 
 The tears are all wip'd from his eyes, 
 
 And evil they never shall see. 
 
 6 To mourn and to suffer is mine, 
 
 While bonnd in this prison I breathe; 
 And still for deliverance pine, 
 
 And press to the issues of death: 
 What now with my tears I bedew. 
 
 might I this moment become! 
 My spirit created anew, 
 
 My flesh be consign'd to the tomb. 
 
 mSONG. C. M. Watts. 
 The Welcome Messenger. 
 
 'L 
 
 ORD, when we see a saint of thine 
 Lie gasping out his breath. 
 With longing eyes, and looks divine, 
 
 Smiling and pleas'd in death; 
 How we could e'en contented lay 
 
 Our limbs upon that bed! 
 We ask thine envoy to convey 
 
 Our spirits in his stead. 
 Our souls are rising on the wing 
 
 To venture in his place; 
 For, when grim death has lost his sting. 
 
 He has an angel's face. 
 
VSI RESURRECTION. 
 
 Jesus! then purge my crimes away, 
 'Tis guilt creates mv I 
 
 'Tis ^uilt gives death his tierce array, 
 And till the arms he bears. 
 3 Oh! if my threat' ning sins were gone, 
 And death had lust its sling, 
 
 Id invite the angel on, 
 And chide I) is lazy wing. 
 
 Away these interposing days, 
 
 And let. V 
 
 The angel has a cold embrace, 
 
 But kind, and soft and sw< 
 •1 I'd leap at once my seventy ye 
 
 I'd rush into his arms, 
 And lose my breath and all my cares, 
 
 Amid those heavenly charms. 
 Joyful I'd lay this body down. 
 
 And leave ibis lifeless e|ay, 
 Without a Sigh, without a groan, 
 
 And stretch and SOai auay. 
 
 192 
 
 RESURRECTION. 
 SONft CM. 
 
 Hope oi' an Immortal < Irowti. 
 
 1 A Ts T D let this feeble body fail, 
 
 r\_ And let it faint and die, 
 My son] shall quit the mournful vale, 
 
 And soar to world- on high, 
 Shall join the disembody'd saints, 
 
 And find its long BOUgbl r- 
 That only bliss for which it pants, 
 
 On the Redeemer's breast. 
 % l In hope of that immortal crown 
 
 I now the cross sustain, 
 And gladly wander up and down, 
 
 And smile at toil and pain: 
 
RESURRECTION. 193 
 
 I suffer on my threescore years, 
 
 Till my deliverer come, 
 And wipe away his servant's tears, 
 
 And take his exile home. 
 
 3 what hath Jesus done for me! 
 
 Before my ravish' d eyes, 
 Rivers of life divine I see, 
 
 And trees of paradise! 
 I see a world of spirits bright, 
 
 Who taste the pleasures there! 
 They are all rob'd in spotless white, 
 
 And conquering palms they bear. 
 
 4 0, what are all my sufferings here, 
 
 If Lord, thou count me meet, 
 With that enraptur'd host t' appear, 
 
 And worship at thy feet. 
 Give joy or greif, give ease or pain; 
 
 Take life or friends away; 
 But let me rind them all again 
 
 In that eternal day. 
 
 1QQ SONG. 148th. Toplady. 
 
 * U%J Matth. 25: 6. The Midnight cry. 
 
 1 "V7"E virgin souls arise! 
 
 X With all the dead awake; 
 
 Unto salvation wise, 
 
 Oil in your vessels take: 
 Upstarting at the midnight cry, 
 Behold your heavenly bridegroom nigh. 
 
 2 He comes, he comes, to call 
 The nations to his bar, 
 And take to glory all 
 
 Who meet for glory are: 
 Make ready for your free reward; 
 Go forth with joy to meet the Lord. — 
 
 3 Go, meet him in the sky, 
 Your everlasting Friend: 
 Your head to glorify, 
 With all his saints ascend: 
 
 Ye pure in heart, obtain the grace 
 To see, without a veil, his face. 
 
194 JUDGMENT. 
 
 4 Ye, that have receiv'd 
 The unction from above, 
 And in his Spirit liv'd, 
 And thirsted for his love: 
 
 Jesus shall claim you for his bride; 
 Rejoice with all the sanctified. 
 
 5 Rejoice in glorious hope 
 Of that great day unknown, 
 When you shall be caught up 
 To stand before his throne; 
 
 Call'd to partake the marriage feast, 
 And lean on our Immanuel's breast. 
 f> The everlasting doors 
 
 Shall soon the saints receive 
 Above those angel powers 
 In glorious joy to live; 
 Far from a world of grief and sin, 
 With God eternally shut in. 
 7 Then let us wait to hear 
 
 The trumpet'! welcome sound; 
 To see our Lord appear, 
 May we be watching found, 
 Knrob'd in righteousness divine, 
 In which the bride shall ever shine. 
 
 JUDGMENT. 
 
 1Q1 SONG, lis, 12s. 
 
 1 • ■ rii. < 
 
 J rpilE chariot! the chariot! its wheels roll in fire, 
 _L As the Lord cometh down in the pomp of his ire: 
 Lo! self-moving it drives on its pathway of cloud, 
 And the heavens with the burden of Godhead are 
 bow'd. 
 
 3 The glory! the glory! around him are pour'd, 
 Mighty hosts of the angels that wait on the Lordj 
 And the glorified saints, and the martyrs are there, 
 And there all who the palm-wreathe of victory' wear, 
 
JUDGMENT. 195 
 
 3 The trumpet! the trumpet! the dead have all heard, 
 Lo! the depths of the stone cover' d charnel are stirr'd; 
 From the sea, from the earth, from the south, from 
 
 the north, 
 All the vast generations of man are come forth. 
 
 1 The judgment! the judgment! the thrones are all set. 
 Where the Lamb and the white-vested elders are met 
 There all flesh is at once in the sight of the Lord, 
 And the doom of eternity hangs on his word. 
 
 5 mercy! O mercy! look down from above, 
 Great Creator, on us, thy sad children, with love: 
 When beneath to their darkness the wicked are driv'n, 
 May our justified souls find a welcome in heav'n. 
 
 195 
 
 SONG. P. M. 
 The Last Day. 
 
 1 rj^IIE great tremendous day 's approaching 
 
 I That awful scene is drawing nigh. 
 Which was foretold by ancient prophets, 
 
 Decreed from all eternity; 
 But, my soul! reflect and wonder, 
 
 That awful scene is drawing near, 
 When you shall see that great transaction, 
 
 When Christ in Judgment shall appear. 
 
 2 See nature stand, all in amazement, 
 
 To hear the last loud trumpet sound: 
 'Arise, ye dead, and come to Judgment, 
 
 Ye nations of this world around.' 
 Loud thunder rumbling through the concave, 
 
 Bright forked lightning parts the skies; 
 The heav'ns a shaking, the earth a quaking, 
 
 The gloomy sight attracts my eyes. 
 
 3 The orbit lamps all veil'd in sackcloth, 
 
 No more their shining circuits run; 
 The wheel of time stopp'd in a moment, 
 
 Eternal things are now begun; 
 Huge massy rocks and tow' ring mountains 
 
 Over their tumbling bases roar; 
 The raging ocean, all in commotion, 
 
 Is ho v' ring round her frighted shore. 
 
 4 Green, turfy grave-yards, and tombs of marble, 
 
 Give up their dead both small and great; 
 See the whole world, both saints and sinners 
 Aj* coming to the Judgement'-seat; 
 
VJ5 JUDGMENT. 
 
 See Jesus on a throne of justice, 
 Come thundering down the parted sky, 
 
 While countless armies of shining angels, 
 With hallelujah shout for joy. 
 
 5 Bright shining from his awful presence, 
 
 His face ten thousand suns outshine; 
 Behold him coming is power and glory, 
 
 To meet him all his saints combine. 
 'Go forth, ye heralds, with speed like lightning, 
 
 Call in my saints from distant lands, 
 Those that my blood from hell has ransom'd. 
 
 Whose name in life's fair book doth stand. 
 
 6 O come, ye blessed of my Father, 
 
 The purchase of my dying love, 
 Receive the crowns of life and glory, 
 
 Which are laid up for you above. 
 For your dear souls, which have continued 
 
 With me, and my temptations bore; 
 I have provided for you a kingdom, 
 
 To reign with me for evermore.' 
 
 7 There's llowing fountains of living water, 
 
 No sicknc>s, pain, nor death to fear: 
 j\"o sorrow, sighing, nor tears, nor weeping, 
 
 Shall ever have admittance there. 
 But how will sinners stand and tremble, 
 
 When Justice calls them to the bar! 
 Those that rejected ofler'd mercy, 
 
 Their everlasting duom to hear. 
 
 8 See Justice now, with indignation, 
 
 Calling aloud for sinners' blood, 
 Those that have slighted ofler'd mercy, 
 
 And crucified the Son of God; 
 Depart from me ye cursed sinners, 
 
 My face you never more shall see; 
 Be banish 'd from my peaceful presence, 
 
 To endless woe and misery. 
 Each guilty soul then struck with horror, 
 
 And anguish throbbing in their breast, 
 For ever doom'd to endless sorrow, 
 
 And never more to hope for rest. 
 «'onie, sinners, here's a faithful warning, 
 
 Return to Jesus whilst you may, 
 I he is ready to receive you: 
 
JUDGMENT. 196, 197 
 
 igft SONG, 8s. 
 
 A *^ Judgment Welcome. 
 
 1 TIE cornea, he comes, the Judge severe, 
 _Li The seventh trumpet speaks him near; 
 The lightnings flash, his thunders roll, 
 He's welcome to the faithful soul. 
 Welcome, welcome, welcome, welcome, 
 He's welcome to the faithful soul. 
 
 2 From heaven angelic voices sound, 
 See the almighty Jesus crown' d, 
 Girt with omnipotence and grace, 
 And glory decks the Saviour's face. 
 
 Gloy, glory, &c. 
 
 3 Descending on his azure throne, 
 
 He claims the kingdom for his own; 
 The kingdoms all obey his word, 
 And hail him their triumphant Lord. 
 Hail him, hail him, &c. 
 
 4 Shout, all ye people of the sky, 
 And all the saints of the Moat High; 
 Our God, who now his right obtains, 
 Forever and forever, reigns; 
 
 Ever, ever, ever, ever, 
 Forever and forever reigns. 
 
 5 The Father bless, the Son adore, 
 The Spirit praise for evermore; 
 Salvation's glorious work is done, 
 We welcome the great Three in One; 
 Welcome, welcome, welcome, welcome, 
 We welcome the great Three in One. 
 
 19 
 
 SONG. S. M. Hart. 
 Judgment. 
 
 1 T>EHOLD, with awful pomp, 
 JD The Judge prepares to come; 
 
 Th' archangel sounds the dreadful trump, 
 And wakes the general doom. 
 
 2 Nature, in wild amaze, 
 Her dissolution mourns; 
 
 Blushes of blood the moon deface, 
 The sun to darkness turns. 
 
19S HEAVEN. 
 
 3 The living look with dread; 
 The frighted dead arise; 
 
 Start from their monumental bed, 
 And lift their ghastly eyes. 
 
 4 Horrors all hearts appal; 
 
 They quake, they shriek, they cry: 
 Bid rocks and mountains on them fall; 
 
 But rocks and mountains fly. 
 o Ye wilful, wanton fools, 
 
 Let danger make you wise; 
 Carnal professors, careless souls, 
 
 Unclose your lazy eyes, 
 b" 'Tis time we all awake; 
 
 The dreadful day draws near, 
 Sinners, your proud presumption check, 
 
 And stop your wild career. 
 
 7 Now is th' accepted time; 
 To Christ for mercy fly; 
 
 0, turn, repent, and trust in him, 
 And you shall never die. 
 
 8 Great God, in whom we live, 
 Prepare us for that day; 
 
 Help us in Jesus to believe, 
 To witch, and wait, and pray. 
 
 198 
 
 HEAVEN. 
 SONG. C. M. 
 
 The Everlasting £onj, r . 
 
 EARTH has engross' d ray love too lon^ 
 'Tis time I lift mine eyes 
 Upward, dear Father, to thy throne. 
 
 And to my native skies. 
 There the blesi man, my Saviour, si I ■•; 
 
 The God! how bright he shines! 
 And scatters infinite delights 
 On all the happy mini. 
 
HEAVEN. 19S 
 
 3 Seraphs, with elevated strains, 
 
 Circle the throne around; 
 And move and charm the starry plains 
 With an immortal sound. 
 
 4 Jesus, the Lord, their harps employs: 
 
 Jesus, my love, they sing! 
 Jesus, the life of both our joys, 
 Sounds sweet from every string, 
 
 5 [Hark, how beyond the narrow bounds 
 
 Of time and space they run! 
 And echo in majestic sounds 
 The Godhead of the Son! 
 
 6 And now they sink the. lofty tune, 
 
 And gentler notes they play; 
 And bring the Father's Equai down 
 To dwell in humble clay. 
 
 7 O sacred beauties of the man! 
 
 (The God resides within:) 
 His flesh all pure without a stain, 
 His soul without a sin. 
 
 8 But, when to Calvary they turn, 
 
 Silent their harps abide; 
 Suspended songs, a moment, mourn 
 The God that lov'd and died. 
 
 9 Then, all at once, to living strains 
 
 They summon every*chord, 
 TeJl how he triumph'd o'er his pains, 
 And chant the rising Lord.] 
 
 10 Now let me mount and join their song, 
 
 And be an angel too; 
 My heau, my hand, my ear, my tongue — 
 Here's joyful work for you. 
 
 11 I would begin the music here, 
 
 And so my soul should rise: 
 0, for some heavenly notes to bear 
 My passions to the skies! 
 
 12 There ye that love my Saviour sit, 
 
 There I would fain have place, 
 Among your thrones, or at your feet, 
 So I might see his face. 
 
199,200 HEAVEN. 
 
 1 QQ SONG. C. M. Dr. Stennett. 
 
 The Promised Land. 
 
 1 /^VN Jordan's stormy banks I stand, 
 \_J And cast a wishful eye 
 
 To Canaan's fair and happy land, 
 Where my possessions lie. 
 
 '1 Oh the transporting, rapt'rous scer.e. 
 That ri^es to my sight! 
 Sweet fields array'd in living green, 
 And rivers ot delight! 
 
 3 There generous fruits that never fail, 
 
 On trees immortal grow: 
 There rocks, and hills, and brooks, and vales. 
 With milk and honey flow, 
 
 4 All o'er those wide-extended plains 
 
 There CJod the Son forever reigns, 
 
 And scatters night away. 
 ^ I chilling winds, or pois'nous breath, 
 . reach that healthful shore; 
 Siekness und sorrow, pain and death, 
 Are felt and lear'd no more. 
 
 6 When shall I reach that happy place, 
 
 And be forever blest? 
 When shall I see my Father's lace, 
 And in his bosom let 
 
 7 Fill'd with delight, my raptur'd soul 
 
 I here no longer slay: 
 Though Jordan's waves around me roll, 
 1 launch away. 
 
 
 200 songl c - M - 
 
 The /ertuatsno Ahuvc. 
 
 J I EliUSALEM, my happy home 
 *J Oh, how 1 long lor thee! 
 When will my sorrows have an end? 
 Thy joys when shall I see? 
 2 Thy walls are all of precious stone. 
 Most glorions to behold; 
 Thy gates are richly set with pearl, 
 Thy streets are pav'd with gold. 
 
HEAVEN. 201 
 
 3 Thy garden and thy pleasant green, 
 
 My study long have been; 
 Such sparkling light, by human sight 
 Has never yet been seen. 
 
 4 If heaven be thus glorious, Lord, 
 
 Why should I stay from thence? 
 "What folly 'tis that I should dread 
 To die and go from hence! 
 
 5 Reach down, reach down thine arm of grace, 
 
 And cause me to ascend, 
 Where congregations ne'er break up, 
 And Sabbaths never end. 
 
 6 Jesus, my love, to glory's gone; 
 
 Him will I go and see; 
 And all my brethren here below 
 Will soon come after me. 
 
 7 My friends, I bid you all adieu, 
 
 I leave you in God's care, 
 And if I never more see you, 
 Go on, I'll meet you there. 
 
 8 There we shall meet and no more pari, 
 
 And heav'n shall ring with praise, 
 While Jesus' love in ev'ry heart 
 Shall tune the song of grace. 
 
 9 Millions of years around may run, 
 
 Our song shall still go on; 
 To praise the Father and the Son, 
 And Spirit three in one. 
 
 10 When we've been there ten thousand years, 
 
 Bright, shining as the sun, 
 We've no less days to sing God's praise, 
 Than when we first begun. 
 
 201 
 
 SONG. P. M. 
 The Beatitudes of Heaven. 
 
 1 "OURST, ye emerald gates, and bring 
 JlJ To my enraptur'd vision, 
 All the ecstatic joys that spring 
 
 Round the bright elysian: 
 Lo! we lift our longing eyes, 
 
201 HEAVEN. 
 
 Break, ye intervening skies; 
 Sons of righteousness, arise, 
 Op'n the gates of paradise. 
 
 2 Floods of everlasting light! 
 
 Freely flash before him; 
 Myriads, with supreme delight, 
 
 Instantly adore him; 
 Angels trumps resound his fame; 
 Lutes of lucid gold proclaim 
 All the music of his name; 
 Heaven echoing the theme. 
 
 3 Four-and-twenty elders rise 
 
 From their princely station; 
 Shout his glorious victories, 
 
 Sing the great salvation; 
 Cast their crowns before his throne; 
 Cry in reverential tone, 
 Glory be to God alone! 
 Holy! Holy! Holy One. 
 
 4 Hark! the thrilling symphonies 
 
 Seem, methinks, to seize us; 
 Join, we too the holy lays, 
 
 Jesus, Jesus, Jesus! 
 Sweetest sound in seraph's song, 
 Sweetest note on mortals tongue, 
 Sweetest carol ever sung, 
 Jesus, Jesus, flow along. 
 
SYLLABUS 
 OF THE ARRANGEMENT OF SONGS. 
 
 PART II. 
 
 Page. 
 
 GOD 1 to 3 
 
 PROVIDENCE 4 — — 
 
 SCRIPTURES 5 — — 
 
 CHRIST, Hrs oefices and characters 6 — 31 
 
 THE GOSPEL 32 — 41 
 
 INVITATIONS AND PROxMISES - 42 — 46 
 
 GRACES OF THE SPIRIT |- - - 47 — 50 
 
 THE CHRISTIAN - - - - 51—120 
 
 PUBLIC WORSHIP .... 121 — 133 
 
 THE CHURCH 134—137 
 
 MISSIONS 138—146 
 
 PRAYER MEETINGS .... 147 — 149 
 
 CHURCH MEETINGS - - - - 150 
 
 NEW AND OLD YEAR - - - 151 
 
 MEETING AND PARTING WITH FRIENDS 152 — 154 
 
 THE SINNER WARNED - - - 155 — 162 
 
 PENITENT COMING TO CHRIST - 163 — 177 
 
 BACKSLIDER WARNED - - - 178 
 
 BACKSLIDER RETURNING - - 178 — 181 
 
 BAPTISM 182—186 
 
 DEATH AND RESURRECTION - - 187 — 193 
 
 JUDGMENT - - ' - - - - 194 — 197 
 
 HEAVEN 198 — 201 
 
INDEX. 
 
 PART II. 
 
 A charge to keep I 
 A few more days on 
 Ah Lord! ah Lord! 
 Ah! lovely appearance 
 Alas and did my 
 Alone in the world 
 Along the banks 
 Amazing grace how 
 Am I a soldier uf 
 An alien from God 
 And am I only born 
 And let this feeble 
 Awak'd by Sinai's 
 Awake, Jerusalem, 
 Awake my soul in 
 Away with our sorrow 
 
 B 
 Behold with awful 
 Begin the third of 
 Begone unbelief my 
 Brethren we have met 
 Brethren while we 
 Brightest and best of 
 Burst ye emerald gates 
 But when armed with 
 By the poor widow's 
 
 C 
 Cheer up my soul 
 ChristianSif your 
 Come and taste along 
 Come away to the 
 Come brethren dear 
 Come children of Zion 
 Come dear brethren 
 
 !Come friends and 35 
 
 57 Come mourners attend 165 
 
 60 Come on my fellow 63 
 164 Come saints and sinners 62 
 190 Come thou Almighty -J 
 1 77 j Come thou fount of 151 
 120|Come we that love the 116 
 125: Co me ye sinners poor 43 
 
 121 i Come ve that know 108 
 47 D 
 
 58}Dark and thorny is the 44 
 
 163jDaughterof Zion 123 
 
 192 Dearest Lord thou 147 
 
 166!Dear Jesus here comes 167 
 
 134lDear Lord I see in 181 
 
 lJDelay not, delay not 161 
 
 59;Drooping souls no 168 
 
 E 
 
 197|Earth hasengross'd 198 
 
 184'Encouraged by thy 66 
 
 50! F 
 
 124 Farewell dear friends 152 
 
 61 j Farewell my dear 153 
 12 Flow fast my tears 13 
 
 201 From all that's mortal 65 
 
 9 From Greenland's icy 143 
 
 4 From the regions of 11 
 
 From whence doth this 137 
 
 55 G 
 
 185 Gently Lord, gently 67 
 
 42 Gird thy loins up 68 
 
 56 God of my salvation 169 
 
 122 Grateful notes and 126 
 1151 Great High Priest we 14 
 
 64; Great Redeemer friend 69 
 
H 
 
 Hail sovereign love 25 
 
 Hail sweetest, dearest 141 
 
 Hail the day that saw 31 
 
 Hail the gospel jubilee 36 
 
 Hail ye followers 45 
 
 Hark! hark! the notes 16 
 
 Hark! listen to the 162 
 
 Hark! my soul it is 70 
 
 Hark! the gospel 40j 
 
 Hark! the gospel trump 140 
 
 Hark! the jubilee is 127, 
 
 Head of the church 15 
 
 Hear the royal 24j 
 
 Heavenly raptures fill 186 
 
 He comes, he comes 196 
 
 He dies the friend of 28 j 
 
 Help thy servant 128 
 
 His voice as the sound 8 
 
 Holy Jesus, lovely 17 
 
 Hosanna to Jesus 109 
 
 How blest is our 73; 
 
 How firm a foundation 33 
 
 How happy are they 72 
 
 How happy is the 51 
 
 How lost was my 26 i 
 
 How lovely the place 74, 
 
 How painfully pleasing 5 
 
 How solemn the signal 189| 
 
 How tedious and 7l| 
 
 I I 
 
 I am a stranger here 78: 
 
 If life's pleasures 75 
 
 I'll sing my Saviour's 110 
 
 I long to behold him 18 
 
 I'm not ashamed to 117 
 
 In form I long have 77 
 
 Inquiring souls who 46 
 
 In songs of sublime 32 
 
 In the floods of 154 
 
 I've listed in the holy 111 ! 
 
 I was a grovelling 90 
 
 I would but cannot 54 
 
 I would not live alway 76 
 
 J I 
 
 Jen* gale m my happy 200 
 
 Jesus and shall it 6ver 183 
 Jesus at thy command 53 
 Jesus Christ has power 170 
 Jesus drinks the bitter 29 
 Jesus I my cross 79 
 
 Jesus my all to heaven 10 
 Jesus shed his precious 171 
 
 Let me dwell on 
 Lord thou hast won at 
 Lord when we see a 
 Love divine all loves 
 Love is the sweetest 
 
 M 
 Mighty God wha^. 
 My days, my weeks, 
 My glorious redeemer 
 My gracious redeemer 
 My Lord my Saviour 
 My soul doth magnify 
 My soul now arise 
 
 N 
 Nay I cannot let thee 
 , O 
 
 O God my heart with 
 O happy time long 
 Oh how I have longed 
 Oh Jesus my Saviour 
 O Jesus my Saviour 1 
 O Jesus now thy power 135 
 O may I worthy prove 92 
 O shout! for the day of 
 On earth the song 
 One spark! O God of 
 On Jordan's stormy 
 O tell me no more of 
 O that I had a bosom 
 O thou in whose 
 Our souls, by love 
 O when shall I see 
 
 Q 
 Quite weary near to 
 
 R 
 Rejoice for a brother 
 Remember sinful youth 159 
 Rise my soul and 
 
 34 
 
 172 
 
 191 
 
 129 
 
 27 
 
 6 
 
 133 
 
 80 
 
 49 
 
 112 
 
 81 
 
 82 
 
 173 
 
 84 
 
 86 
 
 87 
 
 88 
 
 119 
 
 37 
 130 
 
 89 
 199 
 
 91 
 
 113 
 
 7 
 
 85 
 
 83 
 
 179 
 188 
 
Saved by graee I live 
 Saviour visit thy 
 Saw ye my Saviour 
 Say now ye loveJy 
 See the fountain 
 See the gloomy 
 See the Lord of glory 
 Show pity Lord 
 Sinner|hear the 
 Sinners will you scorn 
 Soldier go, but not to 
 Still out of the deepest 
 Stop poor sinner stop 
 
 T 
 That glorious day is 
 Tell me no more of 
 The chariot, the 
 The glorious light of 
 The great tremendous 
 There is a heaven 
 There is a land of 
 There is an hour of 
 The voice of free grace 
 This day my soul has 
 This is the field, the 
 Thou art gone to the 
 Thou Shepherd of 
 Thy mercy my God is 
 'Tis a point 1 long to 
 
 Unto our God on 
 
 W 
 
 94 Watchman tell us of 
 148. Weeping Pilgrim's 
 
 93 Welcome here our 
 
 95 What poor despised 
 
 174 What think ye of 
 20 When Abraham's 
 19 When Hannah 
 
 180 When I can read my 
 
 175 When I was young " 
 156 When Jesus first at 
 100, When Joseph his 
 lOlWhen marshalled on 
 155' When ray Saviour my 
 
 | When thou my 
 144 While angels strike 
 
 96 While sorrows 
 
 194 Whither goest thou 
 139 Y 
 
 195 Ye bold blaspheming 
 
 98 Ye happy children 
 
 99 Yes my native land 
 
 97 Ye sons of the main 
 39 
 
 102 
 138 
 187 
 103 
 2 
 48 
 
 142 
 
 Ye virgin souls arise 
 Young people all in 
 Young people all atten- 
 tion - 
 
 Z 
 Zaccheus climbed 
 Zion the marvelous 
 
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