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COLLECTION 
 
 OF 
 
 PSALMS, HYMNS, 
 
 AND 
 
 SPIRITUAL SONGS. 
 
 SUITED 
 TO THE VARIOUS OCCASIONS OF 
 
 PUBLIC WORSHIP AND PRIVATE DE- 
 VOTION, 
 OF THE CHURCH OF CHRIST. 
 
 BY A COMMITTEE OF THE MENNONITES. 
 
 FOURTH EDITION, 
 
 WITH AN APPENDAGE OF GERMAN HYMNS. 
 
 MOUNTAIN VALLEY, VA., 
 
 [NEAR HARRISONBURG :] 
 
 PUBLISHED BY JOSEPH FUNK AND SONS. 
 1859. 
 
Copy-right secured according to law 
 
PREFACE 
 
 Singing is an ordinance of divine worship ; and 
 when Christians unite with their hearts and voices, 
 and "sing with the spirit and with the understanding 
 also," the high praises of GOD, and thus express to 
 HIM in psalms and hymns of adoration and praise, 
 their gratitude for the manifold mercies bestowed 
 upon them in Chrtst Jesus our Lord, or in penitent 
 supplication, with melting strains, implore mercy 
 for past offences, is one of the most delightful, edi- 
 fying, and heart-soothing parts of His worship. 
 Those heavenly strains heighten the believers' holy 
 longing after God and heaven — animate them to press 
 forward in their Christian course, toward the mark 
 for the prize of the high calling of God in Christ 
 Jesus. It makes them feel more closely that in 
 God we live, and move, and have our being ; that 
 all our blessings are bestowed by his paternal kind- 
 ness, and that our everlasting welfare results form his 
 redeeming love toward us in Christ Jesus our Lord. 
 
 Thus they are animated and strengthened to 
 march on in their heavenly way, through this barren 
 wilderness, to the wished-for Canaan — the heaven- 
 ly Jerusalem — there to join the companany of those 
 who were redeemed from the earth, and are harp- 
 ing upon their harps, and singing a new song before 
 the throne. 
 
 And, as the Church of Christ [which is known 
 
4 PREFACE. 
 
 by the name of the Mennonites, have, heretofore, 
 performed their religious exercises in the worship 
 of God almost altogether in the German language, 
 it is thought expedient, as the English Language 
 has become so prevalent, to have the word of God 
 preached in the church, and the religious exercises 
 in the worship of God performed in that language 
 also. — Hence a committee was appointed by the 
 Church to make a selection of Psalms, Hymns, and 
 Spiritual Songs, for the use of the Church, suited 
 to the different occasions, to be sung in the time of 
 her public worship, and in her private devotional 
 exercises. 
 
 Accordingly the selection was made, and the 
 hymns arranged under their different heads, and 
 thus are presented to the friends of Zion, in the ex- 
 ecution of which, however, there were difficulties 
 found, — and the arrangement of the hymns under 
 their proper heads was not one of the smallest, and 
 may be found very much wanting in accuracy. 
 
 That believers may find this little work a pleas- 
 ant and edifying companion on their way to the hea- 
 venly Zion, is the ardent wish of 
 
 THE COMMITTEE. 
 
 N. B. The names of the tunes at the beginning 
 of each hymn correspond with the Music book 
 entitled <; Genuine Church Music ;" and the Pecu- 
 liar Metres are numbered as they are in. the Met- 
 rical Index of said Music book. 
 
A 
 
 COLLECTION OF HYMNS. 
 
 PUBLIC WORSHIP. 
 
 J CM. Divininty. 
 
 1 A WAKE, awake the sacred song, 
 J\_ To our incarnate Lord ; > 
 Let ev'ry heart and ev'ry tongue 
 
 Adore th' Eternal Word. 
 
 2 That awful Word, that Sov'reign Power, 
 
 By whom the worlds were made, 
 (O happy morn ! illustrious hour!) 
 Was once in flesh array'd. 
 
 3 Then shone Almighty power and love, 
 
 In all their glorious forms, 
 When Jesus left his throne above, 
 To dwell with sinful worms. 
 
 4 To dwell with misery below, 
 
 The Savior left the skies, 
 And sunk to wretchedness and woe, 
 That worthless man might rise. 
 
PUBLIC WORSHIP. 
 
 Adoring angels tuned their songs, 
 
 To hail the joyful day; 
 With rapture, then, let mortal tongues, 
 
 Their grateful worship pay. 
 
 2 
 
 C. M. St. Martins. 
 
 HOW shall we praise th' eternal God^ 
 That infinite Unknown ? 
 Who can ascend his high abode, 
 Or venture near his throne ? 
 
 2 The great Invisible? He dwells 
 
 ConcealM in dazzling light ; 
 But his all-searching eye reveals 
 The secrets of the night. 
 
 3 Those watchful eyes that never sleep, 
 
 Survey the world around ; 
 His wisdom is a bounless deep. 
 
 Where all our thoughts are drown'd. 
 
 4 Speak we of strength ? his arm is strong 
 
 To save or to destroy : 
 Infinite years his life prolong, 
 And endless is his joy. 
 
 5 He knows no shadow of a change, 
 
 Nor alters his decrees ; 
 Firm as a rock his truth remains 
 To guard his promises. 
 
 6 Justice upon a dreadful throne 
 
 Maintains the rights of God ; 
 
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 While mercy sends her pardons down, 
 Bought with a Savior's blood. 
 
 7 Bought with that blood which freely flow'd 
 
 From our lmmamiel's veins; 
 Which his free love on us bestow'd 
 To wash away our stains. 
 
 8 Now may that love, Immortal King, 
 
 Speak some forgiving word, 
 To animate our hearts to sing 
 The glories of the Lord. 
 
 3 
 
 S. M. Watchman — Oldford. 
 
 1 /^OME, 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 before the Lord \ 
 We are his works, and not our own, 
 He form'd us by his word. 
 
 4 To-day attend his voice, 
 
 Nor dare provoke his rod ; 
 Come, like the people of his choice, 
 And own your gracious God. 
 
8 PUBLIC WORSHIP. 
 
 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 — - 
 
 «< You that despise my promised rest, 
 Shall have no portion there." 
 
 4: CM. Primrose. 
 
 1 /^OMEj let us all unite to praise 
 \j The Savior of mankind ! 
 
 Our thankful hearts in solemn lays 
 Be with our voices join'd. 
 
 2 But how shall dust his worth declare, 
 
 When angels try in vain ; 
 Their faces vail when they appear 
 Before the Son of Man. 
 
 3 O Lord, we cannot silent be, 
 
 By love we are constrain'd 
 
 To offer our best thanks to thee, 
 
 Our Savior, and our Friend. 
 
 4 Though feeble are our best essays, 
 
 Thy love will not despise 
 Our grateful song of humble praise, 
 Our well meant sacrifice. 
 
 5 Let ev'ry tongue thy goodness show, 
 
 And spread abroad thy fame : 
 Let ev'ry heart with praise o're flow 
 And bless thy sacred name ! 
 
PUBLIC W0SHTP. 
 
 Worship and honor, thanks and love 
 
 Be to our Jesus giv'n ! 
 By men below, by hosts above, 
 
 By all in earth and heav'n ! 
 
 6 
 
 CM. Cambridge» 
 
 1 TT OW did my heart rejoice to hear 
 XX My friends devoutly say 
 
 " In Zion let us all appear, 
 And keep the solemn day!" 
 
 2 1 love her gates, I love the road ; 
 
 The church, adorn'd with grade, 
 Stands like a palace built for God 
 To show his milder face. 
 
 3 Up to her courts, with joys unknown, 
 
 The holy tribes repair ; 
 The Son of David holds his throne, 
 And sits in judgment there. 
 
 4 He hears our praises and complaints ; 
 
 And, while his awful voice 
 Divides the sinners from the saints, 
 We tremble and rejoice. 
 
 5 Peace be within this sacred place, 
 
 And joy a constant guest ; 
 With holy gifts and heavenly grace 
 Be her attendants bless'd ! 
 
 6 My soul shall pray for Zion still, 
 
 While life or breath remains ; 
 There my best friends, my kindred, dwell, 
 There God, my Savior, reigns. 
 
10 PUBLIC WORSHIP. 
 
 6 
 
 C, M, Rochester. 
 
 1 /~10ME, happy souls, approach your God 
 \J With new melodious songs, 
 
 Come, tender to Almighty grace 
 The tribute of your tongues. 
 
 2 So strange, so boundless was the love 
 
 That pitied dying men, 
 The Father sent his equal Son 
 To give them life again. 
 
 3 Thy hands, dear Jesus, were not arm'd 
 
 With a revenging rod, 
 No hard comission to perform 
 The vengeance of a God ! 
 
 4 But all was mercy, all was mild, 
 
 And wrath forsook the throne, 
 When Christ on the kind errand came, 
 And brought salvation down. 
 
 5 Here sinners, you may heal your wounds, 
 
 And wipe your sorrows dry ; 
 Trust in the mighty Savior's name, 
 And you shall never die, 
 
 6 See, dearest Lord, our willing souls 
 
 Accept thine offered grace; 
 We bless the great Redeemer's love, 
 And give the Father praise. 
 
 & M. Ninety-Third. 
 
 'M 
 
 Y Savior and my King, 
 Thy beauties are divine ; 
 
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 Thy lips with blessings overflow, 
 And every grace is thine. 
 
 2 Now make thy glory known, 
 
 Gird on thy dreadful sword, 
 And rise in majesty to spread, 
 The conquest of thy word. 
 
 3 Strike through thy stubborn foes, 
 
 Or make their hearts obey 
 While justice, meekness, grace, and truth 
 Attend thy glorious way. 
 
 4 Thy laws, O God, are right, 
 Thy throne shall ever stand ; 
 
 And thy victorious gospel prove 
 A sceptre in thy hand 
 
 5 [Thy Father, and thy God, 
 
 Hath without measure shed 
 His Spirit, like a grateful oil ! 
 T' anoint thy sacred head.] 
 
 6 [Behold.at thy right hand 
 
 The Gentile Church is seen, 
 A beauteous bride, in rich attire, 
 And princes guard the queen.] 
 
 7 Fair bride, receive his love, 
 
 Forget thy father's house, 
 Forsake thy gods, thy idol gods, 
 And pay the Lord thy vows. 
 
 8 O let thy God and King 
 
 Thy sweetest thoughts employ : 
 Thy children shall his honor sing, 
 And taste the heavenly joy. 
 
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 8 
 
 CM. Fairfield— Dublin. 
 
 1 "TT71TH rev'rence let the saints appear, 
 
 VV And bow before the Lord ; 
 His high commands with rev'rence hear, 
 And tremble at his word. 
 
 2 How terrible thy glories rise ! 
 
 How bright thine armies shine ! 
 Where is the pow'r with thee that vies 
 Or truth compared with thine ? 
 
 3 The northern pole and southern rest 
 
 On thy supporting hand ; 
 Darkness and day, from east to west 
 Move round at thy command. 
 
 4 Thy words the raging winds control, 
 
 And rule the boist'rous deep; 
 Thou mak'st the sleeping billows roll, 
 The rolling billows sleep 
 
 5 Heaven, earth, and air, and seas are thine, 
 
 And the dark world of hell ; 
 They saw thine arm in vengeance shine 
 When Egypt durst rebel. 
 
 6 Justice and judgment are thy throne, 
 
 Yet wondrous is thy grace \ 
 While truth and mercy, join'd in one, 
 Invite us near thy face. 
 
 9 
 
 '0 
 
 C. M. Mear. 
 
 NCE more we come before our Lord, 
 Once more his blessing ask j 
 
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 Oh ! may not duty seem a load ; 
 Nor worship prove a task. 
 
 2 Father, thy quck'ning Spirit send 
 
 From heaven, 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 blessings 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 ev'ry plant the pow'r partake, 
 And all' the garden grow. 
 
 6 Revive the parch'd with heav'nly showers, 
 
 The cold with warmth divine ; 
 And as the benefit is ours, 
 Be all the glory thine 
 
 1U L. M. Old Hunclrea, 
 
 1 TO God, the great, the ever bless'd, 
 
 I Let songs of honor be address'd ; 
 His mercy firm for ever stands; 
 Give him the thanks his love demands. 
 
 2 Who knows the wonders of thy ways ? 
 Who shall fulfil thy boundless praise ? 
 
 I 
 
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 Bless'd are the souls that fear thee still ? 
 And pay their duty to thy will 
 3 Remember what thy mercy did 
 For Jacob's race, thy chosen seed, 
 And with the same salvation bless 
 The meanest suppliant of thy grace. 
 
 A O may 1 see thy tribes rejoice, 
 
 And aid their triumphs with my voice ; 
 
 This is my glory, Lord, tobe 
 
 JoinM to thy saints and and near to thee 
 
 li 
 
 Metre 5. PleyePs Hymn, 
 
 SINNERS, turn, why will ye die ? 
 God, your Maker, asks you why ? 
 God, who did your being give, 
 Made you with himself to live ; 
 He the fatal cause demands, 
 Asks the work of his own hands, 
 Why, ye thankless creatures why, 
 Will you cross his love and die ? 
 Sinners, turn, why will ye die ? 
 God, your Savior, asks you why ? 
 God, who did your souls retrieve, 
 Died himself that ye might live. 
 Will you let him die in vain ? 
 Crucify your Lord again ? 
 Why, ye ransom'd sinners, why 
 Will ye slight his grace, and die ? 
 Sinners, turn, why will ye die ? 
 God, the Spirit, asks you why ? 
 He who all your lives hath strove, 
 Woo'd you to embrace his love : 
 
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 Will ye not his grace recieve ? 
 Will ye still refuse to live ? 
 Why, you long-sought sinners, why 
 Will you grieve your God, and die ? 
 4 Dead already, dead within, 
 Spiritually dead in sin : 
 Dead to God, while here you breathe ; 
 Pant you after second death ? 
 Will you still in sin remain, 
 Greedy of eternal pain ? 
 O, ye dying sinners, why, 
 Why will ye for ever die ? 
 
 \_/C CM. Rochester. 
 
 1 Z^IOME, children, learn to fear the Lord > 
 \J And, that your days be long, 
 
 Let not a false or spiteful word 
 Be found upon your tongue. 
 
 2 Depart from mischief, practice love, 
 
 Pursue the works of peace ; 
 So shall the Lord your ways approve, 
 And set your souls at ease, 
 
 3 His eyes awake to guard the just, 
 
 His ears attend their cry ; 
 When broken spirits dwell in dust, 
 The God of grace is nigh. 
 
 4 What tho' the sorrows here they taste 
 
 Are sharp and tedious too, 
 The Lord who saves them all at last, 
 Is their supporter now. 
 
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 5 Evil shall smith the wicked dead ; 
 
 But God secures his own, 
 Prvents the mischief when they slide, 
 Or heals the broken bone. 
 
 6 When desolation, like a flood, 
 
 O're the proud sinner rolls, 
 Saints find a refuge in their God, 
 For he redeemed their souls 
 
 13 
 
 L . M . Loving Kindn es » 
 
 AWAKE my soul, in joyful lays, 
 And sing thy great Redeemer's praise ; 
 He justly claims a song from thee, 
 His loving kindness, oh how free ! 
 
 He saw me ruined in the fall, 
 Yet lov'd me notwithstanding all ; 
 He saved me from my lost estate, 
 His loving kindness, oh how great! 
 
 Though numerous hosts of mighty foes 
 Though earth and hell my way oppose, 
 He safely leads my soul along, 
 His loving kindness, oh how strong ! 
 
 When trouble, like a gloomy cloud, 
 Hath gathered thick and thundered loud, 
 He near my soul has always stood, 
 His loving kindness, oh how good ! 
 Often I feel my sinful heart, 
 Prone from my Savior to depart ; 
 But though I oft have him forgot, 
 His loving kindness changes not. 
 
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 i Soon shall ipass this gloomy vale, 
 Soon all my mortal pow'rs must fail j — 
 O ! 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. 
 
 14: L. M. Magdeburg. 
 
 1 T1LESS, O my soul, the living God, 
 
 Jj Call home thy thoughts that rove abroad, 
 Let all the powers within me join 
 In work and worship so divine. 
 
 2 Bless, O my soul, the God of grace, 
 His favors claim thy highest praise : 
 Why should the wonders he hath wrought, 
 Be lost in silence and forgot ? 
 
 3 'Tis he, my soul, that sent his Son 
 
 To die for crimes which thou hast done, 
 He owns the ransom, and forgives 
 The hourly follies of our lives. 
 
 4 The vices of the mind he heals, 
 
 And cures the pains that nature feels ; 
 Redeems the souls from hell, and saves 
 Our wasting lives from threatening graves 
 
 5 Our youth decay'd his power repairs, 
 His mercy crowns our growing years : 
 He fills our store with every good, 
 And feeds our souls with heavenly food. 
 
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 6 He sees th' oppressor and th 5 oppress'd, 
 And often gives the sufferers rest ; 
 But wiü his justice more display 
 
 In the last great rewarding day. 
 
 7 [His power he show'd by Moses' hands, 
 And gave to Israel his commands ; 
 
 But sent his truth and mercy down 
 To all the nations, by his Son.] 
 
 8 Let the whole earth his power confess, 
 Let the whole earth adore his grace ; 
 The Gentile with the Jew shall join 
 
 In work and worship so divine. 
 
 15 
 
 C, M. Tisbury — Augusta, 
 
 1 T ET every mortal ear attend, 
 
 I j And every heart rejoice, 
 The trumpet of the gospel sounds, 
 With an inviting voice. 
 
 2 Ho ! all ye hungry, starving souls, 
 
 That feed upon the wind, 
 And vainly strive, with earthly toys, 
 To fill an empty mind : 
 
 3 Eternal wisdom has prepared 
 
 A soul-reviving feast, 
 And bids your longing appetites 
 The rich provision taste. 
 
 4 Ho ! ye that pant for living streams, 
 
 And pine away and die ; 
 Here you may quench your raging thirst 
 With springs that never dry. 
 
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 5 Rivers of love and mercy here 
 
 In a rich ocean join : 
 Salvation in abundance flows, 
 Like floods of milk and wine. 
 
 6 [Ye perishing and naked poor, 
 
 Who work with mighty pain, 
 
 To weave a garment of your own 
 
 That will not hide your sin ; 
 
 7 Come naked, and adorn your souls 
 
 Jn robes prepar'd by God ; 
 Wrought by the labors of his Son, 
 And dyed in his own blood.] 
 
 8 Dear God ! the treasures of thy love 
 
 Are everlasting mines, 
 Deep as our helpless miseries are, 
 And boundless as our sins ! 
 
 9 The happy gates of gospel grace 
 
 Stand open night and day ; 
 Lord, we are come to seek supplies, 
 And drive our wants away. 
 
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 Metre 5. Divine Inquiry. 
 
 1 TT ARK, my soul ! it is the Lord ; 
 JJL 'Tis thy Savior, hear his word; 
 Jesus speaks, he speaks to thee : 
 
 " Say, poor sinneiy lov'st thou me ? 
 
 2 "I delivered thee when bound, 
 
 And when bleeding heal'd thy wound ; 
 Sought thee wand'ring, set thee right, 
 Turn'd thy darkness into light. 
 
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 3 tc Can a mother's tender care 
 Cease toward the child she bare ? 
 Yes, she may forgetful be, 
 
 Yet w r ill 1 remember thee. 
 
 4 " Mine is an unchanging love, 
 Higher than the heights above ; 
 Beeper 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, lov'st thou me ?' : 
 
 6 Lord, it is my chief complaint, 
 That my love is weak and faint ; 
 Yet I love thee and adore, 
 
 Oh for grace to love thee more ! 
 
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 S. M. Ninety -Third. 
 
 EHOLD the lofty sky 
 Declares its Maker, God ; 
 And all the starry works on high 
 Proclaim his power abroad. 
 
 The darkness and the light 
 
 Still keep their course the same ; 
 
 While night to day, and day to night, 
 Divinely teach his name. 
 
 In every different land 
 
 Their general voice is known ; 
 They show the wonders of his hand, 
 
 And orders of his throne. 
 
 mmamammF 
 
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 4 Ye Christian lands, rejoice ; 
 
 Here he reveals his word : 
 We are not left to nature's voice 
 To bid us know the Lord, 
 
 5 His statutes and commands 
 
 Are set before our eyes ; 
 He puts his gospel in our hands, 
 Where our salvation lies. 
 
 6 His laws are just and pure, 
 
 His truth without deceit, 
 His promises forever sure, 
 And his rewards are great. 
 
 7 [Not honey to the taste 
 
 Affords so much delight; 
 Nor gold that has the furnace pass'd 
 So much allures the sight.] 
 
 8 While of thy works I sing, 
 
 Thy glory to proclaim. 
 Accept the praise, my God, my King, 
 In my Redeemer's name. 
 
 lO L. xM Old Hundred. 
 
 1 VTTHERE two or three with sweet accord, 
 VV Obedient to their sovereign Lord, 
 
 Meet to recount his acts of grace, 
 And offer solemn pray'r and praise ; 
 
 2 « There," says the Savior, " will I be, 
 Amid this little company ; 
 
 To them unvail my smiling face, 
 4nd shed my glories round the place," 
 
22 PUBLIC WORSHIP. 
 
 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, 
 
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 S. M. New Hope. 
 
 1 yTOW beauteous are their feet, 
 JjL Who stand on Zion's hill ! 
 
 Who bring salvation on their tongues, 
 And words of peace reveal. 
 
 2 How charming is their voice, 
 
 How sweet their tidings are ! 
 « Zion, behold thy Savior King, 
 «He reigns and triumphs here." 
 
 3 How happy are ours ears, 
 
 That hear this joyful sound, 
 Which kings and prophets waited for 
 And sought, but never found ! 
 
 4 How blessed are our eyes 
 
 That see this heavenly light ; 
 Prophets and kings, desired it long, 
 But died without the sight. 
 
 5 The watchmen join their voice, 
 
 And tuneful notes employ ; 
 
 Jerusalem breaks forth in songs 
 
 And deserts learn the joy. 
 
 6 The Lord makes bare his arm 
 
 Throught all the earth abroad ; 
 Let every nation now behold 
 Their Savior and their God. 
 
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 1 A LL hail, the pow'r of Jesus, name ! 
 f\_ Let angels prostrate fall ; 
 
 Bring forth the royal diadem, 
 And crown him Lord of all. 
 
 2 Crown him, ye martyrs of our God, 
 
 Who from his altar call ; 
 Extol the stem of Jesse's rod, 
 And crown him Lord of all. 
 
 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 
 
 4 Ye Gentile sinners, ne'er forget 
 
 The wormwood and the gall ; 
 Go — spread your trophies at his feet, 
 And crown him Lord of all. 
 
 5 Babes, men, and sires, who know his love, 
 
 Who feel your sin and thrall, 
 
 Now join with all the hosts above, 
 
 And crown him Lord of all. . 
 
 6 Let ev'ry kindred, ev'ry tribe, 
 
 On this terrestrial ball, 
 To him all majesty ascribe, 
 And crown him Lord of all. 
 
 7 O, that with yonder sacred throng, 
 
 We at his feet may fall ; 
 We'll join the everlasting song, 
 And crown him Lord of all. 
 
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 CM. Baler ma — Sofort, 
 
 1 A WAKE, my heart, arise, my tongue, 
 _£X Prepare a tuneful voice, 
 
 In God, the life of all my joys, 
 Aloud will 1 rejoice, 
 
 2 5 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 the robe the Savior 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. 
 
 /&/& L. M. Hebron — Devotion. 
 
 1 ~T)EFORE Jehovah's awful throne, 
 F) Ye nations, bow with sacred joy; 
 
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 Know that the Lord is God alone ; 
 He can create and he destroy. 
 
 2 His sovereign power without our aid, 
 Made us ofcJay and form'd us men; 
 
 And when, like wand'ring sheep we stray'd, 
 He brought us to his fold again. 
 
 3 We are his people, we his care, 
 Our souls, and all our mortal frame, 
 What lasting honors shall we rear, 
 Almighty Maker, to thy name ? 
 
 4 We'll crowd thy gates with thankful songs, 
 High as the heavens our voices raise ; 
 
 And earth, with her ten thousand tongues, 
 Shall fill thy courts with sounding praise. 
 
 5 Wide as the world is thy command, 
 Vast as eternity thy love ; 
 
 Firm as a^rock thy truth must stand, 
 When rolling years shall cease to move. 
 
 60 S. M. Ninety -Third. 
 
 OW is th' accepted time, 
 
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 Now is the day of grace ; 
 Now, sinners, come, without delay, 
 And seek the Savior's face. 
 
 Now is th' accepted time, 
 
 The Savior calls to-day ! 
 To-morrow it may be too late, 
 
 Then why should you delay ; 
 
 Now is th' accepted time, 
 The gospel bids you come ? 
 
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 And every promise in his word 
 Declares there yet is room. 
 
 4 Now is th' accepted time, 
 
 O sinner! why delay ? 
 Come while the gospel trumpet sounds, 
 Come in th' accepted day. 
 
 5 All yesterday is gone ! 
 
 To-morrow's not our own ; 
 
 sinner, come, without delay 
 To bow before the throne ! 
 
 6 Oh, hear his voice to-day, 
 
 And harden not your heart : 
 To-morrow, with a frown, he may 
 Pronounce the word— depart, 
 
 7 Lord, draw reluctant souls, 
 
 And feast them with thy love : 
 Then will the angels swiftly fly 
 To bear the news above. 
 
 /£t± CM. Salvation. 
 
 1 TTOUNG people all, attention give 
 
 J[ And hear what I shall say ; 
 
 1 wish your souls with Christ to live. 
 
 In everlasting day 
 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. 
 
 2 Death's iron gate you must pass through, 
 
 Ere long my dear young friends ; 
 With whom then do you think to go, 
 With saints or firey fiends ? 
 
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 Pray mediate before too late, 
 
 While in a gospel land, 
 Behold King Jesus at the gate, 
 
 Most lovingly doth stand. 
 
 3 Young men, how can you turn your face, 
 
 From such a glorious Friend ; 
 Will you pursue your dang'rous ways ? 
 
 O don't you fear the end ? 
 Will you pursue that dang'rous road 
 
 Which leads to death and hell ? 
 Will you refuse all peace with God, 
 
 With devils there to dwell ? 
 
 4 Young women, too, what will you do, 
 
 If out of Christ you die ? 
 From all God's people you must go, 
 
 To weep, lament and cry i 
 Where you the least relief can't find, 
 
 To mitigate your pain ; 
 Your good things all be left behind, 
 
 Your souls in death remain. 
 
 5 Young people all, I pray then view, 
 
 The fountain opened wide ; 
 The spring of life opened for sin, 
 
 Which tiow'd from Jesus' side 
 There you may drink in endless joy, 
 
 And reign with Christ your King, 
 In his glad notes your souls employ, 
 
 And hallelujahs sing. 
 
 /CtJ CM. Arlington — Primrose. 
 
 1 A M I a soldier of the cross, 
 IX A follower of the Lamb ? 
 
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 And shall I fear to own his cause ? — 
 Or blush to speak his name ? 
 
 2 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 ? 
 
 3 Sure I must fight— if I would reign ; 
 
 Increase my courage, Lord ! 
 I'll bear the toil — endure the pain, 
 Supported by thy word. 
 
 4 Thy saints, in all this glorious war, 
 
 Shall conquer, though they die : 
 They see the triumph from afar, 
 And seize it with their eye. 
 
 5 When that illustrious day shall rise, 
 
 And all thine armies shine 
 In robes of victory through the skies, 
 The glory shall be thine. 
 
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 C. M. St. Olaves. 
 
 ORD, at thy temple we appear, 
 As happy Simeon came, 
 And hope to meet our Savior here ; 
 
 make our joys the same. 
 With what divine and vast delight 
 
 The good old man was fill'd, 
 When fondly, in his wither'd arms, 
 He clasp'd the Holy Child! 
 
 " Now I can leave this world," he cried, 
 " Behold thy servant dies; 
 
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 ««I've seen thy great salvation, Lord, 
 " And close my peaceful eyes. 
 
 4 " This is the Light prepar'd to shine 
 
 « Upon the Gentile lands, 
 " Thine Israel's glory, and their hopes, 
 " To break their slavish bands." 
 
 5 [Jesus ! the vision of thy face 
 
 Hath overpowering charms ! 
 Scarce shall I feel death's cold embrace. 
 If Christ be in my arms. 
 
 6 Then while ye hear my heart-strings break, 
 
 How sweet my minutes roll ! 
 A mortal paleness on my cheek, 
 And glory in my soul.] 
 
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 Metre 11. Wesley. 
 
 1 f ^OME Children of Zion, and help us to sing 
 V^ Loud anthems of praise to our Savior & King, 
 Whose life was once given our souls to redeem, 
 And bring us to heaven to reign there with him. 
 
 .2 In regions of darkness and sorrow and pains, 
 We all iay in ruin, in prison, and chains ; 
 , But Jesus has bought us with his precious blood, 
 The ransom provided to bring us to God. 
 
 3 O come to the Savior, and take up the cross — 
 Seek treasure in heaven, count all else but loss: 
 His mercy invites us, then let us comply — 
 
 O why should we linger when he is so nigh ? 
 
 4 We'll fear not the dangers that lie in our way — 
 His arm will protect us by night and by day ; 
 
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 And this we must suffer, and patiently bear, 
 Till Jesus shall take us where sufferings are o'er. 
 
 /CCj L. M. Retirement, 
 
 1 TESTIS ! and shall it ever be 
 
 J A mortal man ashamed of thee ! 
 Ashamed of thee, whom angels praise, 
 Whose glories shine through endless days ! 
 
 2 Ashamed 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 Ashamed of Jesus ! just as soon 
 Let midnight be ashamed of noon, 
 'Tis midnight with my soul till he, 
 Bright Morning Star ! bid darkness flee. 
 
 4 Ashamed of Jesus ! that dear friend 
 On whom my hopes of heav'n depend! 
 No, when I blush, be this my shame, 
 That I no more revere his name. 
 
 5 Ashamed of Jesus! yes 1 may, 
 When I've no guilt to wash away, 
 No tear to wipe, no good to crave, 
 No fears to qell, no soul to save, 
 
 6 Till then — nor is my boasting vain — 
 Till then I boast a Savior slain ! 
 And O, may this my glory be, 
 That Christ is not ashamed of me ! 
 
 7 His institutions would 1 prize, 
 
 Take up my cross — the shame despise ! 
 
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 Dare to defend his noble cause, 
 And yield obedience to his laws. 
 
 $) L.M. Salem. 
 
 1 ]\/T Y hope, my all, my Savior thou, 
 JjJ[ To thee, lo, now my soul 1 bow ; 
 I feel the bliss thy wounds impart, 
 
 1 find thee, Savior, in my heart. 
 
 2 Be thou my strength, be thou my way, 
 Protect me through my life's short day ; 
 In all my acts may wisdom guide, 
 And keep me", Savior, near thy side. 
 
 3 Correct, reprove, and comfort me ; 
 . As 1 have need, my Savior be : 
 
 And if 1 would from thee depart, 
 Then clasp me, Savior, to thy heart. 
 
 4 In fierce temptation's darkest hour, 
 Save me from sin and Satan's power; 
 Tear every idol from thy throne, 
 And reign, my Savior, reign alone. 
 
 5 My suff ring time shall soon be o'er, 
 Then shall I sigh and weep no more ; 
 My ransom'd soul shall sour away, 
 To sing thy praise in endless day. 
 
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 1 T7R0M all that dwell below the skies, 
 JP Let the Creator's praise arise ; 
 Let the Redeemer's name be sung, 
 Through ev'ry land, by ev'ry tongue, 
 
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 2 Eternal are thy mercies, Lord, 
 Eternal truth attends thy word : 
 
 Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore, 
 Till sun shall rise and set no more 
 
 3 Your lofty themes, ye mortals, bring, 
 In songs of praise divinely sing; 
 The great salvation loud proclaim, 
 And shout for joy the Savior's name. 
 
 4 In ev.'ry land begin the song, 
 To ev'ry land the strains belong ; 
 In cheerful sounds all voices raise, 
 And fill the world with loudest praise. 
 
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 CM. Primrose, 
 
 1 /^OME, thou desire of all thy saints, 
 \J Our humble strains attend ; 
 While with our praises and complaints, 
 
 Low at thy feet we bend. 
 
 2 When we thy wondrous glories hear, 
 
 And all thy sufferings trace, 
 What sweetly awful scenes appear ! 
 What rich unbounded grace ! 
 
 3 How should our songs, like those above, 
 
 With warm devotion rise ! 
 How should our souls, on wings of love, 
 Mount upward to the skies ! 
 
 4 Come, Lord, thy love alone can raise 
 
 In us the heavenly llame ; 
 Then shall our lips resound thy praise, 
 Our hearts adore thy name. 
 
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 5 Dear Savior, let thy glory shine, 
 And fill thy dwellings here, 
 Till life, and love, and joy divine, 
 And heaven on eaith, appear. 
 
 /& CM. Divinity. 
 
 1 A GAIN our earthly cares we leave, 
 ; f\ And to the courts repair ; 
 Again with joyful feet we come, 
 
 To meet our Savior here. 
 
 2 Within these walls let holy peace, 
 
 And love, and concord dwell ; 
 Here give the troubled conscience ease, 
 The wounded spirit heal. 
 
 3 The feeling heart — the melting eye, 
 
 The humble mind bestow; 
 And shine upon us from on high, 
 To make our graces grow. 
 
 4 May we in faith receive thy word, 
 
 In faith present our prayers ; 
 And in the presence of our Lord 
 Unbosom all our cares. 
 
 5 Show us some token of thy love, 
 
 Our fainting hope to raise; 
 And pour thy blessing from above, 
 That we may render praise. 
 
 (/Q{ * CM. Balerma — Augusta. 
 
 1 1 Y7TTH sacred joy we lift our eyes 
 j/V To those bright realms above, 
 2 
 
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 That glorious temple in the skies, 
 Where dwells eternal love. 
 
 2 Before the awful throne we bow 
 
 Of heaven's Almighty King; 
 
 Here we present the solemn vow, 
 
 And hymns of praise we sing. 
 
 3 While in thy house of prayer we kneel 
 
 With trust and holy fear, 
 Thy mercy, and thy truth reveal, 
 And lend a gracious ear. 
 
 4 With fervor teach'our hearts to pray, 
 
 And tune our lips to sing ; 
 Nor from thy presence cast away 
 The sacrifice we bring. 
 
 d4 S. M. Little Marlborough. 
 
 1 T1TELCOME, sweet day of rest, 
 
 VV That saw the Lord arise; 
 Welcome to this reviving breast, 
 - And these rejoicing eyes. 
 
 2 The King himself comes near, 
 
 And feasts his saints to-day ; 
 Here we may sit and see him here, 
 And love, and praise, and pray. 
 
 3 One day amidst the place 
 
 Where my dear God hath beer^ 
 Is sweeter than ten thousand days 
 Of pleasurable sin. 
 
 4 My willing soul would stay 
 
 in such a frame as this, 
 

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 And sit and sing herself away, 
 To everlasting bliss. 
 
 ÖO S. M. Ninety-Third. 
 
 1 A SS1ST thy servant, Lord, 
 XX The gospel to proclaim ; 
 
 Let power and love attend thy word, 
 And every breast inflame. 
 
 2 Bid unbelief depart ; 
 
 With love his soul inflame ; 
 Take full possession of his heart, 
 And glorify thy name. * 
 
 3 May stubborn sinners bend 
 
 To thy divine control ; 
 Constrain the wandering to attend, 
 And make the wounded whole. 
 
 4 Extend thy conquering arm, 
 
 With banner wide unfurlM, 
 Until thy glorious grace shall charm, 
 And harmonize the world. 
 
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 1 rpHY presence, gracious God, afford, 
 
 \ Prepare us to receive thy word ; 
 Now let thy voice engage our ear, 
 And faith be mixed with what we hear. 
 
 2 Distracting thoughts and cares remove. 
 And fix our hearts and hopes above ; 
 With food divine may we be fed, 
 
 And satisfied with living bread. 
 
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 3 To us thy sacred word apply, 
 With sov'reign power arid energy ; 
 And may we in true faith and fear, 
 Reduce to practice what we hear. 
 
 Ö I CM. Augusta. 
 
 1 C\ HAPPY is the man who hears „ 
 \ } Religion's warning voice, 
 
 And who celestial wisdom makes 
 His early, only choice. 
 
 2 For she has treasures greater far 
 
 Than east or west unfold ; 
 More precious are her bright rewards, 
 Than gems, or stores of gold. 
 
 3 Her right hand offers to the just 
 
 Immortal happy days ; 
 Her left, imperishable wealth, 
 And heavenly crowns displays. 
 
 4 And as her holy labors rise, 
 
 So her rewards increase ; 
 Her ways are ways of pleasantness, 
 And all her paths are peace, 
 
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 ET me but hear my Savior say, 
 
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 " Strength shall be equal to thy day,' 3 
 Then I'll rejoice in deep distress, 
 Leaning on all sufficient grace. 
 
 [ glory in infirmity, 
 
 That Christ's own power may rest on me ; 
 
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 When 1 am weak then am 1 strong, 
 Grace is my shield and Christ my song. 
 
 3 1 can do all things, or can bear 
 All sufferings if my Lord be there ; 
 Sweet pleasures mingle with the pains, 
 While grace divine my heart sustains. 
 
 S\j C. M. Solon. 
 
 1 TESTIS, thy blessings are not few, 
 »| Nor is thy gospel weak; 
 
 Thy grace can melt the stubborn Jew, 
 And bow the haughty Greek. 
 
 2 Wide as the reach of Satan's rage, 
 
 Does thy salvation flow; 
 ? Tis not confined to sex or age, 
 The lofty or the low. 
 
 3 While grace is offered to the prince, 
 
 The poor may take their share ; 
 No mortal has a just pretence 
 To perish in despair. 
 
 4 Come, all ye wretched sinners, come, 
 
 He'll form your souls anew; 
 His gospel and his heart have room 
 For rebels such as you. 
 
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 CM. Divinity. 
 
 1 T'M not ashamed to own my Lord, 
 J Or to defend his cause, 
 Maintain the honor of his word, 
 The glory of his cross. 
 
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 2 Jesus, my God ! I know his name ; 
 
 His name is all my trust : 
 Nor will he put my soul to shame, 
 Nor let my soul be lost. 
 
 3 Firm as his throne his promise stands, 
 
 And he can well secure 
 What Pve committed to his hands, 
 Till the decisive hour. 
 
 4 Then will he own my worthless name 
 
 Before his Father's face, 
 
 And in the New Jerusalem 
 
 Appoint my soul a place. 
 
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 ]V#etre 7. Dresden, 
 
 COME ye sinners, come to Jesus ; 
 Think upon your gracious Lord ; 
 He has pitied your condition ; 
 He has sent his Gospel Word : 
 
 Mercy calls you ; 
 Mercy flows in Jesus 5 blood. 
 Dearest Savior, help thy servant 
 
 To proclaim thy wondrous love ; 
 Pour thy grace upon this people, 
 That thy truth they may approve: 
 
 Bless, O bless them, 
 From thy shining courts above. 
 Now thy gracious word invites them, 
 
 To partake the gospel feast ; 
 Let thy Spirit sweetly draw them, 
 Every soul be Jesus' guest : 
 
 O receive us ! 
 Let us find thy promised rest. 
 
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 ^X/O Metre 13. Warning Voice, 
 
 1 TTELP thy servant, gracious Lord, 
 .O. Who comes in Jesus' name; i 
 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 5 desire. 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 0, for sanctifying grace f 
 
 O, for love's inspiring power! 
 
 Lord, we beg for Jesus' sake, 
 A sweet refreshing shower, 
 
 2 Give us to receive the word, 
 
 With love, and joy, and fear ; 
 Grant thy quick'ning grace O Lord, 
 
 On all assembled here : 
 Seal the truth on all to-day; 
 
 All our hearts with heav'n inspire ; 
 Help thy servant, Lord, we pray — - 
 
 Regard our souls' desire. 
 
 O. for sanctifying grace, 
 
 N°o 
 
 CM. Primrose, 
 
 OW is the time, th' accepted hour, 
 
 The Savior 's knocking at your door, 
 Arise without delay. 
 
 Oh ! don't refuse to give him room, 
 Lest mercy should withdraw j 
 
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 He will in robes of vengeance come 
 To execute his law. 
 
 3 Then where, poor mortals, will you be, 
 
 If destitute of grace, 
 When you your injured Judge shall see, 
 And stand before his face / 
 
 4 Oh ! could you shun that dreadful sight, 
 
 How would you wish to fly 
 To the dark shades of endless night, 
 From that All-searching eye ? 
 
 5 The dead awaked must all appear, 
 
 And you among them stand 
 Before the great impartial bar, 
 Arraigned at Christ's left hand. 
 
 6 Let not these warnings be in vain, 
 
 But lend a listening ear ; 
 Lest you should meet them all again, 
 When wrapped in keen despair. 
 
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 S. M. St. Thomas — Ayleshw 
 
 TORD, at thy sacred, feet, 
 j Joyful would we appear; 
 Within thy earthly temple meet, 
 
 To see thy glory here. 
 We come to worship thee, 
 For thou art God alone ; 
 In humble prayer to bend the knee 
 Before thy holy throne. 
 
 Thy word is our delight, 
 
 Thy truth will make us free ; 
 
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 'Tis from thyself a heav'nly light, 
 It leads our souls to thee. 
 
 4 Thy goodness we behold, 
 
 While in thy presence, Lord ; 
 Thy wondrous truth and love unfold — 
 The treasures of thy word. 
 
 5 In all our meetings here, 
 
 Our souls are blessed with good ; 
 Thou wilt to waiting minds be near, 
 And give thy children food. 
 
 6 So will we render praise 
 
 To thee, the God of Jove ; 
 With pleasure walk in all thy ways, 
 Till we shall meet above. 
 
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 1 Ü TTTE'VE no abiding city here"— - 
 
 V V This may distress the worldly mind ; 
 But should not cost the saint a tear, 
 Who hopes a better rest to find. 
 
 2 m We *ve no abiding city here" — 
 
 Sad truth, were this to be our 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 : 
 
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 Zion its name — the Lord is there, 
 It shines with everlasting light. 
 
 4tU Metre 7. Sacred Herald, 
 
 1 /~W the mountain's top appearing, 
 y) Lo ! the sacred herald stands ; 
 Welcome news to Zion bearing, 
 
 Zion long in hostile lands : 
 
 Mourning captive, 
 God himself will loose thy bands. 
 
 2 Has thy night been long and mournful, 
 
 All thy friends unfaithful proved ? 
 
 Have thy foes been proud and scornful, 
 
 By thy sighs and tears unmoved ? 
 
 Cease thy mourning, 
 Zion still is well beloved, 
 
 3 God, thy God, will now restore thee! 
 
 He himself appears thy friend ; 
 All thy foes shall flee before thee, 
 Here their boasts and triumphs end : 
 
 Great deliv'rance, 
 Zion's King vouchsafes to send. 
 
 4 Peace and joy shall now attend thee, 
 
 All thy warfare now is past ; 
 God, thy Savior, shall defend thee, 
 Peace and joy are come at last ; 
 
 All thy conflicts, 
 End in everlasting rest. 
 
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 C. M. Awful Majesty. 
 
 le glories of thy love, 
 We sound thy dreadful name ; 
 
 I TTTE sing the glories of thy love, 
 
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 The Christian church unites the songs 
 
 Of Moses and the Lamb. 
 2 Great God, how wondrous are thy works 
 
 Of vengeance and of grace ! 
 Thou King of saints, Almighty Lord, 
 
 How just and true thy ways. 
 
 3. Who dares refuse to fear thy name, 
 Or worship at thy throne ! 
 Thy judgments speak thy holiness 
 Through all the nations known. 
 
 4 Great Babylon that rules the earth, 
 
 Drunk with the martyrs blood, 
 Her crimes shall speedily awake 
 The fury of our God. 
 
 5 The cup of wrath is ready mix'd, 
 
 And she must drink the dregs : 
 Strong is the Lord her Sov'reign Judge, 
 And shall fulfill the plagues. 
 
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 1 pOMFORT, ye ministers of grace 
 \J Comfort the people of your Lord, 
 O lift ye up the fallen race, 
 
 And cheer them by the Gospel word. 
 
 2 Go into every. nation, go. 
 
 Speak to their trembling hearts, and cry, 
 Glad tidings unto all we show : 
 Jerusalem, thy God is nigh. 
 
 3 Hark! in the wilderness a cry, 
 
 A voice that loudly calls, Prepare ; 
 
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 Prepare your hearts, for God is nigh, 
 And means to make his entrance there ! 
 
 4 The Lord your God shall quickly come ; 
 
 Sinners, repent, the call obey : 
 Open your hearts to make him room ; 
 Ye desert souls, prepare his way. 
 
 5 The Lord shall clear his way through all ; 
 
 Whate'er obstructs, obstructs in vain; 
 The vale shall rise, the mountain fall, 
 Crooked be straight and rugged plain. 
 
 6 The glory of the Lord displayed, 
 
 Shall all mankind together view, 
 
 And what his mouth in truth has said, 
 
 His own Almighty hand shall do. 
 
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 L. M. Rockbridge. 
 
 ^OME, let our voices join to raise 
 A sacred song of solemn praise ; 
 God is a sov'reign King : rehearse 
 His honor in exalted verse. 
 
 2 Come, let our souls address the Lord, 
 
 • Who framed our natures with his word; 
 He is our Shepherd ; we the sheep 
 His mercy choose, his pastures keep. 
 
 3 Come, let us hear his voice to-day, 
 The counsels of his love obey, 
 Nor let our harden'd hearts renew 
 The sins and plagues that Israel knew. 
 
 4 Israel that saw his works of grace, 
 Yet tempt their Maker to his face ; 
 
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 A faithless unbelieving brood, 
 
 That tired the patience of their God. 
 
 5 Thus saith the Lord, " How false they prove, 
 " Forget my power, abuse my love ; 
 " Since they despise my rest, I swear, 
 " Their feet shall never enter there," 
 
 6 [Look back, my soul, with holy dread, 
 And" view those ancient rebels dead; 
 Attend the offerM grace to-day, 
 Nor lose the blessings by delay. 
 
 7 Seize the kind promise while it waits, 
 And march to Zion's heavenly gates ; 
 Believe, and take the promised rest j 
 Obey, and be forever bless'd.] 
 
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 L. M. Conformity. 
 
 1 TTIGH on his everlasting throne, 
 
 XjL The King of saints his works surveys,, 
 Marks the dear souls he calls his own, 
 And smiles on the peculiar race. 
 
 2 He rests well pleased their toils to see ; 
 
 Beneath his easy yoke they move : 
 With all their heart and strength agree 
 In the sweet labor of his love. 
 
 3 See where the servants of the Lord, 
 
 A busy multitude, appear : 
 For Jesus day and night employ'd, 
 His heritage they toil to clear. 
 
 4 The love of Christ their hearts constrains, 
 
 And strengthens their unwearied hands ; 
 
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 They spend their sweat, and blood, and pains, 
 To cultivate Immanuel's lands. 
 
 5 Jesus their toil delighted sees, 
 
 Their industry vouchsafes to crown: 
 He kindly gives the wish'd increase, 
 And sends the promised blessing down. 
 
 6 The sap of life, the Spirit's powers, 
 
 He rains incessant from above ; 
 He all his gracious fulness showers 
 To perfect their great work of love. 
 
 7 multiply thy sowers' seed, 
 
 And fruit they every hour shall bear : 
 Throughout the world thy gospel spread, 
 Thine everlasting truth declare ! 
 
 8 We then in perfect love renew'd, 
 
 Shall know the greatness of thy powers, 
 Stand in the temple of our God 
 As pillars, and go out no more. 
 
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 L. M. Solemnity, 
 
 WHEN Jesus did from heav'n descend, 
 He came to be the sinner's friend; 
 Was moved with pity, love, and grace, 
 To save the human fallen race. 
 
 It was the kindness of our God, 
 
 A precious gift on us bestow'd 
 
 To let us know that Jesus is 
 
 Our life, our way, and righteousness. ] 
 
 A doctrine of the greatest worth : 
 The Son of God appeared on earth, 
 
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 When he assumed our flesh and blood, 
 And sacrificed himself to God. 
 
 4 Was it the angels' great delight 
 
 To view that woundrous, glorious Light, 
 
 The Son of God in flesh array'd, 
 
 For which both kings and prophets pray'd ? 
 
 5 Howhighly thankful then ought we 
 To him, our gracious Savior be I 
 Who is our life and righteousness, 
 Our everlasting joy and peace. 
 
 OU CM. Peterboroiigh. 
 
 1 /^OME ye that love the Savior's name, 
 V J And join to make it known ; 
 
 The Sov'reign of your heart proclaim, 
 And bow before his throne. 
 
 2 Behold your King, your Savior crown'd 
 
 With glories all divine ; 
 And tell the wondring 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 ! 
 
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 Thy love can animate the strain, 
 
 And bid it reach the skies. 
 
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 6 Oh, happy period ! glorious day ! 
 
 When heav'n and earth shall raise, 
 
 With all their pow'rs the raptur'd lay, 
 
 To celebrate thy praise. 
 
 IdÖ L. M. Tender Thought. 
 
 1 /tOME weary souls with sins distrest ; 
 \J Come, and accept the promised rest ; 
 The Savior's gracious call obey, 
 
 And cast your gloomy fears away. 
 
 2 Oppress'd with guilt a painful load ; 
 
 O 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 woes ; 
 Pardon, and life, and endless peace ; 
 How rich the gift, how free the grace ! 
 
 4 Lord, we accept with thankful heart, 
 The hope thy gracious words impart ; 
 We come with trembling, yet rejoice, 
 And bless the kind inviting voice. 
 
 5 Dear Savior ! let thy powerful love 
 Confirm our faith, our fears remove ; 
 And sweetly influence ev'ry breast, 
 And guide us to eternal rest. 
 
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 Metre 17. Sabbath. 
 
 SA*FELY through another week, 
 God has brought us on our way ; 
 Let us now a blessing seek, 
 Waiting in his courts to-day, 
 Day of all the week the best, 
 Emblem of eternal rest. 
 
 While we seek supplies of graoe 
 Through the dear Redeemer's name, 
 Show thy reconciling face, 
 Take away our sin and shame — 
 From our worldly cares set free. 
 May we rest this day in thee. 
 
 Here we're come thy name to praise, 
 Let us feel thy presence near ; 
 May thy glory meet our eyes, 
 While we in thy house appear. 
 Here afford us, Lord, a taste 
 Of our everlasting feast. 
 
 May the gospel's joyful sound, 
 Conquer sinners, comfort saints ; 
 Make the fruits of grace abound, 
 Bring relief for all complaints : 
 Such let all our Sabbaths prove, 
 Till we join the church above. 
 
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 DD CM. Primrose. 
 
 1 Q ALVATION I O the joyful sound, 
 K^ 'Tis pleasure to our ears ; 
 
 A sov'reign balm for every wound, 
 A cordial for our fears. 
 
 2 Buried in sorrow and in sin, 
 
 At hell's dark door we lay ; 
 But we arise by grace Divine, 
 To see a heavenly day. 
 
 3 Salvation ! let the echo fly, 
 
 The spacious earth around, 
 
 While all the armies of the sky 
 
 Conspire to raise the sound. 
 
 00 L. M. Tender Thought* 
 
 1 "PvISMISS us with thy blessing Lord- 
 ly 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 fettered soul release, 
 
 And bid us all depart in peace. 
 
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 Metre 7. Seraph's Harp, 
 
 1 T ORD, dismiss us with thy blessing — 
 I a Fill our hearts with joy and peace ; 
 
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 Let us each thy love possessing, 
 Triumph in redeeming grace ; 
 
 Oh, refresh us ! 
 Travelling through this wilderness. 
 
 2 Thanks we give and adoration, 
 For the gospel's joyful sound ; 
 
 May the fruits of thy salvation 
 in our hearts and lives abound ; 
 
 May thy presence 
 With us evermore be found. 
 
 3 So, when e'er the signal's given, 
 Us from earth to call away ; 
 
 Borne on angels' wings to heaven, 
 Glad to leave our cumbrous clay, 
 
 May we, ready, 
 Rise and reign in endless day. 
 
 Do S. M. Ni?iety-Third. 
 
 1 r^NCE more before we part, 
 
 \ J Oh bless the Savior's name ! 
 Let every tongue and every heart 
 Adore and praise the same. 
 
 2 Lord, in thy grace we came, 
 
 That blessing still impart, 
 We met in Jesus' sacred name, 
 In Jesus' name we part. 
 
 3 Still on thy holy word 
 
 We'll live, and feed, and grow ; 
 And stili go on to know the Lord, 
 And practice what we know. 
 
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 4 Now Lord, before we part, 
 Help us to bless thy name ; 
 Let every tongue and every heart, 
 Adore and praise the same. 
 
 OO S. M. New Hope. 
 
 ,1 nPHE swift declining day, 
 |^ How fast its moments fly ! 
 While evening's broad and gloomy shade 
 Gains on the western sky. 
 
 2 Ye mortals, mark its pace, 
 
 And use the hours of light ; 
 For know its Maker can command 
 An instant, endless night. 
 
 3 Give glory to the Lord, 
 
 Who rules the rolling sphere ; 
 Submissive at his footstool bow, 
 And seek salvation there. 
 
 4 Then shall new lustre break 
 
 Through all the horrid gloom, 
 And lead you to unchanging light, 
 In your celestial home. 
 
 \j\j * Metre 4. Female Pilgrim. 
 
 1 T)RTNCE of Peace, be ever near us. 
 _L Fix in all our hearts thy home ; 
 With thy blessed presence cheer us, 
 
 Let thy sacred kingdom come. 
 
 Raise to heav'n our expectation ; 
 
 Give our favor'd souls to prove 
 
 Glorious and complete salvation, 
 
 In the realms of bliss above. 
 
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 May the grace of Christ our Savior, 
 
 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, 
 
 Joys which earth cannot afford. 
 
 Mrtre 4. Olney, 
 
 1 TESUS, grant us all a blessing, 
 
 J Send it down, Lord, from above, 
 May we all go home a praying, 
 
 And rejoicing in thy love! 
 Farewell brethren, farewell sisters, 
 
 Till we all shall meet above. 
 
 2 Jesus, pardon all our follies, 
 
 While together we have been ; 
 Make us humble, make us holy, 
 
 Cleanse us all from every sin ! 
 Farewell brethren, farewell sisters, 
 
 Till we all shall meet again. 
 
 3 May thy blessing, Lord, go with us, 
 
 To each one's respective home, 
 And the presence of our Jesus 
 
 Rest upon us ev'ry one ! 
 Farewell brethren, farewell sisters, 
 
 Till w r e all shall meet at home. 
 
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 'A 
 
 L. M. Windham, 
 
 LMIGHTY Father! bless the word, 
 Which thro' thy grace we now have heard, 
 
54 
 
 NATIVITY OF CHRIST. 
 
 O may the precious seed take root, 
 Spring up, and bear abundant fruit» 
 
 We praise thee for the means of grace, 
 Thus in thy courts to seek thy /ace ; 
 Grant, Lord, that we who worship here, 
 May all at length in heav'n appear. 
 
 NATIVITY OF CHRIST. 
 
 C. M. 
 
 Augusta* 
 
 1 /"\N Judah's plains as shepherds sat, 
 \J Watching their flocks by night, 
 The angel of the Lord appear'd, 
 
 Clad in celestial light. 
 
 2 Awe-struck, the vision they regard, 
 
 Appall'd with trembling fear ; 
 When thus a cherub-voice divine 
 Breathed sweetly on their ear, 
 
 3 " Shepherds of Judah ! cease your fears, 
 
 And calm your troubled mind; 
 Glad tidings of great joy I bring 
 To you and all mankind. 
 
 4 " This day Almighty love fulfills 
 
 Its great eternal word : 
 This day is born in Bethlehem 
 A Savior— Christ the Lord. 
 
NATIVITY OF CHRIST. 55 
 
 5 " There you shall find the heav'nly Babe 
 In humble weeds array'd ; 
 
 All meanly wrapped in swaddling clothes, 
 And in a manger laid." 
 
 6 He ceased, and sudden all around 
 Appeared a radiant throng 
 
 Of angels, praising God, and thus 
 Warbling their choral song. 
 
 7 " Glory to God, from whom on high 
 All-gracious mercies flow ! 
 
 Who sends his heaven-descended peace 
 To dwell with man below," 
 
 04 C. M. Rockingham. 
 
 HARK, the glad sound the Savior comes, 
 The Savior promised long ! 
 Let every heart prepare a throne, 
 And every voice a song. 
 
 On him the Spirit largely pour'd, 
 
 Exerts his sacred fire ; 
 Wisdom and might, and zeal and love 
 
 His holy breast inspire. 
 
 He comes the pris'ners to release, 
 
 In Satan's bondage held, 
 The gates of brass before him burst, 
 
 The iron fetters yield. 
 
 He comes from thickest films of vice 
 
 To clear the inward sight ; 
 And on the eyes obscured by sin, 
 
 To pour celestial light. 
 
56 NATIVITY OF CHRIST. 
 
 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 heav'n's eternal arches ring 
 With thy beloved name. 
 
 Of) -S. M. Ninety -Third. 
 
 1 T) EJOICE in Jesus' birth ! 
 ±\j To us a Son is giv'n, 
 
 To us a child is born on earth, 
 Who made Both earth and heav'n. 
 
 2 He reigns above the sky, 
 
 This universe sustains — 
 The God Supreme — the Lord most high, 
 The King Messiah reigns ! 
 
 3 Th' Almighty God, is he, 
 
 Author of Heavenly bliss ! 
 The Father of Eternity, 
 
 The glorious Prince of Peace ! 
 
 4 His government shall grow, 
 
 From strength to strength proceed ; 
 His righteousness the church o'erflow, 
 And all the earth o'erspread. 
 
 UU 8's & 7's. Babe of Bethlehem. 
 
 'J "Et nations all, on you I call, 
 
 'i 
 
 Come hear this declaration, 
 
NATIVITY OF CHRIST. 57 
 
 And do n't refuse the glorious news 
 
 Of Jesus and salvation. 
 To royal Jews came first the news 
 
 Of Christ the great Messiah, 
 As was foretold by prophets old, 
 
 Isaiah, Jeremiah. 
 To Abraham the promise came, 
 
 And to his seed for ever, 
 A light to shine in Isaac's line, 
 
 By Scripture we discover; 
 Hail, promised morn ? the Savior's born, 
 
 The glorious Mediator — 
 God's blessed Word made flesh and blood, 
 
 Assumed the human nature. 
 His parents poor in earthly store, 
 
 To entertain the Stranger 
 They found no bed to lay his head, 
 
 But in the ox's manger: 
 No royal things, as used by kings, 
 
 Were seen by those that found him, 
 But in the hay the Stranger lay, 
 
 With swaddling bands around him. 
 
 On the same night a glorious light 
 
 To shepherds there appeared, 
 Bright angels came in shining flame, 
 
 They saw and greatly feared ; 
 The angels said — "Be not afraid, 
 
 Although we much alarm you, 
 We do appear, good news to bear, 
 
 As now we will inform you. 
 " The city's name is Bethlehem, 
 
 In which God hath appointed. 
 
58 NATIVITY OF CHRIST. 
 
 This glorious morn a Savior's bom, 
 For him God hath anointed ; 
 
 By this you'll know, if you will go, 
 To see this little Stranger, 
 
 His lovely charms in Mary's arms, 
 Both lying in a manger." 
 
 6 When this was said straightway was mad 
 
 A glorious sound from heaven, 
 Each flaming tongue an anthem sung, 
 
 " To men a Savior's given, 
 In Jesus' name the glorious theme, 
 
 We elevate our voices, 
 At Jesus' birth be peace on earth, 
 
 Meanwhile all heaven rejoices. n 
 
 7 Then with delight they took their flight, 
 
 And wing'd their way to glory, 
 The shepherds gazed and were amazed, 
 
 To hear the pleasing story ; 
 To Bethlehem they quickly came, 
 
 The glorious news to carry, 
 And in the stall they found them all, 
 
 Joseph, the Babe, and Mary. 
 
 8 The shepherds then return'd again 
 
 To their own habitation, 
 With joy of heart they did depart, 
 
 Now they have found salvation. 
 Glory, they cry, to God on high, 
 
 Who sent his Son to save us ; 
 This glorious morn the Savior's born, 
 
 His name it is Christ Jesus. 
 
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 7 
 
 Metre 33. Star in the East, 
 
 HAIL the blest morn when the great Mediator 
 Down from the regions of glory descends ; 
 Shepherds, go worship the Babe in the manger, 
 Lo ! for his guard the bright angels attend. 
 
 Brightest and best of the sons of the morning, 
 
 Dawn on our darkness and lend us thine aid ; 
 Star of the East, the horizon adorning, 
 
 Guide where our Infant Redeemer is laid. 
 Cold on his cradle the dew drops are shining, 
 
 Low lies his bed with the beasts of the stall; 
 Angels adore him in slumber reclining, 
 
 Maker, and Monarch, and Savior of all. 
 Say, shall we yield him, in costly devotion, 
 
 Odors of Edom and off'rings divine — 
 Gems of the mountain and pearls of the ocean, 
 
 Myrrh from the forest and gold from the mine? 
 Vainly we offer each ample oblation, 
 
 Vainly with gold would his favor secure; 
 Richer by far is the heart's adoration — 
 
 Dearer to God are the prayers of the poor. 
 
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 CM. Awful Majesty. 
 
 JfXT HIL.E shepherds watched their flocks by 
 VV night, 
 
 All seated on the ground, 
 The angel of the Lord came down, 
 
 And glory shone around. 
 I Fear not," said he, (for mighty dread 
 
 Had seiz'd their troubled mind,) 
 " Glad tidings of great joy I bring 
 
 To you and all mankind. 
 
60 NATIVITY OF CHRIST. 
 
 3 " To you, in David's town, this day, 
 
 Is born of David's line. 
 The Savior, who is Christ the Lord ; 
 And this shall be the sign : 
 
 4 "The heavenly Babe you there shall find 
 
 To human view display'd, 
 All meanly wrapp'd in swathing bands, 
 And in a manger laid." 
 
 5 Thus spake the seraph, and forthwith 
 
 Appeared a shining; throng; 
 Of angels praising God on high, 
 And thus address'd their song : 
 
 6 "All gloiy be to God on high, 
 
 And to the earth be peace ; 
 Good will henceforth, from heav'n to men. 
 Begin and never cease." 
 
 DU CM. Christmas, 
 
 1 TT ARK from on high those blissful strains 
 
 [J_ Whence can such sweetness be ? 
 Have angels waked their golden harps 
 With heav'ns own minstrelsy ? 
 
 2 Or do we hear the cherub voice 
 
 Of infant bands, who raise, 
 Soaring from earth, celestial notes 
 In their Creator's praise ? 
 
 3 Thus spake the shepherds — yet with dread 
 
 So strange the sounds they heard, 
 While o'er their slumb'ring flocks they kep 
 Their wonted nightly guard. 
 
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 4 And soon they saw a dazzling light 
 
 Beam through the starry way, 
 And shining seraphs clustering where 
 The infant Jesus lay. 
 
 5 They came a Savior's birth to tell, 
 
 And tunes of rapture sing ; 
 Hence the glad notes that fili'd the air — 
 Each swept his loudest string. 
 
 6 But now, in accents soft and kind, 
 
 The chieftain angel said, 
 "Heaven's tidings of great joy we bear — 
 Shepherds, be not afraid." 
 
 7 Then suddenly th' angelic choir 
 
 Renew'd the rapturous song ; 
 While heav'ns wide portals caught the sound 
 And echoed it along. 
 
 o 
 
 Metre 5. Sovereign Grace, 
 
 1 TT ARK ! the herald-angels sing 
 W " Glory to the new-bord king ; 
 
 Peace on earth, and mercy mild ; 
 God and sinners reconciled ;" 
 Joyful all ye nations rise, 
 Join the triumphs of the skies ; 
 With th' angelic host proclaim, 
 " Christ is born in Bethlehem." 
 
 2 Christ by highest heaven adored, 
 Christ the everlasting Lord ; 
 Late in time Behold him come, 
 Offspring of a virgin's womb ; 
 
62 NATIVITY OF CHRIST. 
 
 Vail'd in flesh, the Godhead see, 
 Hail th' Incarnate Deity ! 
 Pleased as man with men t' appear, 
 Jesus our Immanuel here. 
 
 2 Hail the heaven-born Prince of Peace! 
 Hail, the Sun of Righteousness ! 
 Light and life to all he brings, 
 
 Ris'n with healing in his wings : 
 Mild he lays his glory by, 
 Born that man no more may die ; 
 Born to raise the sons of earth ; 
 Born to give them second birth. 
 
 3 Come, Desire of Nations, come ! 
 Fix in us thy humble home ; 
 Rise, the woman's conquering seed, 
 Bruise in us the serpent's head ; 
 Adam's likeness now efface, 
 Stamp thine image in its place : 
 Second Adam from above, 
 Reinstate us in thy love. 
 
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 Metre 4. Charleston. 
 
 1 TT ARK ! — what mean those holy voices 
 Jl\_ Sweetly sounding through the skies \ 
 Lo! the angelic host rejoices ; 
 
 Heavenly hallelujahs rise. 
 
 2 Hear them tell the wondrous story, 
 
 Hear them chant in hymns of joy, 
 " Glory in the highest — glory ! 
 Glory be to God most high ! 
 
 3 "Peace on earth — good will from heaven, 
 
 Reaching far as man is found." 
 
NATIVITY OF CHRIST. 63 
 
 " Souls redeemed and sins forgiven" — 
 Loud our aolden harps shall sound. 
 
 4 Christ is born the great Anointed ; 
 
 Heaven and earth his praises sing ! 
 Oh receive whom God appointed. 
 For your Prophet, Priest and King. 
 
 5 Haste, ye mortals, to adore him ; 
 
 Learn his name, and taste his joy ; 
 Till in heaven ye sing before him, 
 Glory be to God most high ! 
 
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 Melre 7. Seraph's Harp, 
 
 1 A NGELS ! from the realms of glory, 
 XJl Wing your flight o'er all the earth ; 
 Ye, who sang creation's story, 
 
 Now proclaim Messiah's birth : 
 Come and worship — Come and worship — 
 Worship Christ, the newborn King. 
 
 2 Shepherds ! in the field abiding, 
 Watching o'er your flocks by night ; 
 
 God with man is now residing, 
 Yonder shines the heavenly light : 
 
 Come and worship — 
 
 Worship Christ, the new-born King, 
 
 3 Saints ! before the altar bending, 
 Watching long in hope and fear, 
 
 Suddenly the Lord, descending, 
 In his temple shall appear; 
 
 Come and worship- 
 Worship Christ, the new-born King. 
 
64 NEW-YEAR. 
 
 4 Sinners ! wrung with true repentance. 
 Doomed for guilt to end I es pains, 
 Justice now revokes the sentence, 
 
 Mercy calls you, break your chains : 
 Come and worship — 
 
 Worship Christ, the new r -born King, 
 
 NEW-YEAR. 
 
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 Metre 32. New-Year, 
 
 1 /"^OME, let us anew, our journey pursue, 
 \J Roll round with the year, 
 
 And never stand still till the Master appear! 
 His adorable will let us gladly fulfill, 
 
 And our talents improve ; 
 By the patience of hope, ane the labor of love. 
 
 2 Our life as a dream, our time as a stream 
 
 Glides swiftly away : 
 And the fugitive moment refuses to stay. 
 The arrow is flown, the moment is gone; 
 
 The millennial year 
 Rushes on to our view, and eternity 's h&re, 
 
 3 O that each in the clay of His coming may say, 
 
 " I have fought my way through ; 
 Ihavefinish'dthework thou didst give me to do !" 
 O that each from hisLord may receive the glad 
 word. 
 
 "Well and faithfully done ! 
 Enter into my joy, and sit down on my throne." 
 
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 74 
 
 C. M. Peterborough. 
 
 1 "\TOW gracious Lord, thine arm reveal, 
 X\| And make thy glory known ; 
 
 Now let us all thy presence feel, 
 And soften hearts of stone. 
 
 2 From all the guilt and former sin, 
 
 May mercy set us free ; 
 And let the year we now begin, 
 .Begin and end with thee. 
 
 3 Send down thy Spirit from above, 
 
 That saints may love thee more; 
 And sinners now may learn to love. 
 Who never loved before. 
 
 4 And when before thee we appear, 
 
 In one eternal home, 
 May growing numbers worship here, 
 And praise thee in our room. 
 
 id CM. Barly. 
 
 1 Q1NG to the great Jehovah's praise ! 
 O All praise to him belongs, 
 
 Who kindly lengthens out our days, 
 Demands our choicest songs: 
 
 His providence has brought us through 
 Another various year : 
 
 We all with vows and anthems new 
 Before our God appear. 
 
 2 Father, thy mercies past we own, 
 
 Thy still continued care : 
 3 
 
66 NEW-YEAR« 
 
 To thee presenting, through thy Son, 
 
 Whate'er we have or are : 
 Our lips and lives shall gladly show 
 
 The wonders of thy love, 
 While on in Jesus' steps we go 
 
 To seek thy face above. 
 3 Our residue of days or hours, 
 
 Thine, wholly thine, shall be ; 
 And all our consecrated powers, 
 
 A sacrifice to thee : 
 Till Jesus in the clouds appear, 
 
 To saints on earth forgiven, 
 And bring the grand sabbatic year, 
 
 The jubilee of heav'n. 
 
 I U Metre 9. Le?wx< 
 
 1 rpHE Lord of earth and sky, 
 
 JL The God of ages praise ! 
 Who reigns enthroned on high, 
 
 Ancient of endless days ! 
 Who lengthens out our trials here, 
 And spares us yet another year. 
 
 2 Barren and withered trees, 
 
 We cumbered long the ground ! 
 No fruit of holiness 
 
 On our dead souls was found ; 
 Yet doth he us in mercy spare 
 Another and another year. 
 
 3 When justice bared the sword, 
 
 To cut the fig tree down, 
 The pity of the Lord 
 
 Cries, " let it still alone,!" 
 
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 The Father mild inclines his ear, 
 And spares us yet another year, 
 
 Jesus, thy speaking blood, 
 From God obtain'd the grace; 
 
 Who therefore hath bestow'd 
 On us a longer space ; 
 
 Thou didst in our behalf appear, 
 
 And lo ! we see another year ! 
 
 Then dig about the root, 
 
 Break up their fallow ground, 
 And let our gracious fruit 
 
 To thy great praise abound ; 
 O let us all thy praise declare, 
 And fruit unto perfection bear. 
 
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 '0 
 
 CM. Rochester. 
 
 UR life is ever on the wing, 
 And death is ever nigh ; 
 The moment when our lives begin, 
 We all begin to die. 
 
 2 Yet mighty God, our fleeting days 
 
 Thy lasting favors share ; 
 Yet with the bounties of thy grace, 
 Thou load'st the rolling year. 
 
 3 'Tis sov'reign mercy finds us food, 
 
 And we are clothed with love ; 
 While grace stands pointing out the road 
 That leads our souls above. 
 
 4 His goodness runs an endless round, 
 
 All glory to the Lord ! 
 
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 His mercy never knows a bound, 
 
 And be his name adored ! 
 5 Thus we begin the lasting song, 
 
 And when we close our eyes, 
 Let future ages praise prolong, 
 
 Till time and nature dies. 
 
 I CM. Rockingham* 
 
 ND now my soul, another year 
 
 A' 
 
 Of this short life is past ; 
 I cannot long continue here, 
 
 And this may be my last. 
 Much of my dubious life is gone, 
 
 Nor will return again, 
 And swift my passing moments run, 
 
 The few that yet remain. 
 
 Awake my soul with utmost care 
 
 Thy true condition learn, 
 What are thy hopes, how sure, how fair, 
 
 And what thy great concern ? 
 
 Now a new scene of time begins, 
 
 Set out afresh for heaven ! 
 Seek pardon for thy former sins, 
 
 In Christ so freely giv'n. 
 
 Devoutly yield thyself to God, 
 
 And on his grace depend, 
 With zeal pursue the heavenly road, 
 
 Nor doubt a happy end. 
 
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 CRUCIFIXION. 
 
 I e7 L. M. Retirement, 
 
 1 iTTHEN I survey the wondrous cross, 
 VV On which the Prince of glory died, 
 
 My richest gain I count but loss, 
 And pour contempt on all my pride. 
 
 2 Forbid it, Lord, that 1 should boast, 
 Save in the death of Christ, my God ; 
 All the vain things that charm me most, 
 1 sacrifice them to his blood. 
 
 3 See from his head, his hands, his feet, 
 Sorrow and love flow mingled down, 
 Did e'er such love and sorrow meet, 
 Or thorns compose so rich a crown. 
 
 4 [His dying crimson, like a robe, 
 Spreads o'er his body on the Tree ; 
 Then am I dead to all the globe, 
 And all the globe is dead to me.] 
 
 5 Were the whole realm of nature mine, 
 That were a present far too small ; 
 Love so amazing, so divine, 
 Demands my soul, my life, my all. 
 
 öU L. M. Salem. 
 
 I rTE dies! the Friend of sinners dies, 
 O Lo! Salem's daughters weep around! 
 
 A solemn darkness vails the skies ! 
 
 A sudden trembling shakes the ground. 
 
70 CRUCIFIXION. 
 
 2 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. 
 
 3 Here's love and grief beyond degree — 
 The Lord of glory dies for men ! 
 
 But lo ! what sudden joys we see ! 
 Jesus the dead — revives again ! 
 
 4 The rising God forsakes the tomb ! 
 Up to his Father's courts he flies ! 
 Cherubic legions guard him home, 
 And shout him welcome to the skies ! 
 
 5 Break off your tears, ye saints, and tell 
 How high your great deliv'rer reigns ; 
 Sing how he spoiled the hosts of hell, 
 And led the tyrant, death — in chains. 
 
 6 Say, " live forever, glorious King, 
 Born to redeem, and strong to save !" 
 Then ask, « oh death ! where is thy sting? 
 And where thy vict'ry, boasting grave ?" 
 
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 C. M. Liberty Hall. 
 
 1 A LAS! and did my Savior bleed, 
 f\ 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 bathed in its own blood, 
 jfc While all exposed to wrath divine, 
 ~ The glorious Suff'rer stood!] 
 
CRUCIFIXION. 71 
 
 3 Was it for crimes that 1 had done 
 
 He groan'd upon the tree ? 
 Amazing pity, grace unknown ! 
 And love beyond degree ! 
 
 4 Well might the sun in darkness hide, 
 
 And shut his glories in, 
 When God the mighty Maker died, 
 For man the creature's sin. 
 
 5 Thus might 1 hide my blushing face, 
 
 While his dear cross appears, 
 Dissolve my heart in thankfulness, 
 And melt my eyes to tears. 
 
 6 But drops of grief can ne'er repay 
 
 The debt of love 1 owe : 
 Here Lord, 1 give myself away, 
 'Tis all that 1 can do. 
 
 l jrp 
 
 Ö/4 L. M. Solemnity, 
 
 P WAS on that dark, that doleful night, 
 J^ When powers of earth and hell arose 
 Against the Son of God's delight, 
 And friends betray'd him to his foes. 
 
 2 Before the mournful scene began, 
 
 He took the bread, and bless'd and brake ; 
 What love through all his actions ran ! 
 What wondrous words of grace he spake. 
 
 3 " This is my body broke for sin, 
 Receive and eat the living food ;" 
 
 Then took the cup and bless'd the wine; . 
 " 'Tis the new cov'nant in my blood." 
 
72 CRUCIFIXION. 
 
 4 [For us his rlesh with nails was torn, 
 He bore the scourge, he felt the thorn ; 
 And justice pour'd upon his head 
 
 Its heavy vengeance in our stead.] 
 
 5 For us his vital blood was spilt, 
 To buy the pardon of our guilt, 
 When for black crimes of biggest size, 
 He gave his soul a sacrifice. 
 
 6 "Do this," he cried, « till time shall end, 
 « In mem'ry of your dying Friend ; 
 
 " Meet at my table, and record 
 
 " The love of your departed Lord." 
 
 7 [Jesus, thy feast we celebrate, 
 
 We show thy death, we sing thy name, 
 Till thou return, and we shall eat 
 The marriage supper of the Lamb.] 
 
 Od Metre 4. Olney. 
 
 AIL ! thou once despised Jesus, 
 
 \H 
 
 Hail ! thou Galilean King! 
 Thou did'st suffer to release us; 
 
 Thou did'st free salvation bring 
 HaiK thou agonizing Savior, 
 
 Bearer of our sin and shame ! 
 By thy merits we find favor ; 
 
 Life is given through thy name. 
 
 Paschal Lamb, by God appointed, 
 All our sins on thee were laid : 
 
 By almighty love anointed, 
 
 Thou hast full atonement made. 
 
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 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 ! enthroned in glory, 
 
 There forever to abide ! 
 All the heav'nly hosts 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 Worship, honor, pow'r 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 Savior's merits ; 
 
 Help to chant Immanuel's praise. 
 
 04 C. M. The Dying Penitent. 
 
 S on the cross the Savior hung, 
 
 'A 
 
 And wept, and bled, and died, 
 He pour'd salvation on a wretch, 
 That languished at his side. 
 
 His crimes with inward grief and shame, 
 
 The penitent confess'd ; 
 Then turned his dying eyes to Christ, 
 
 And thus his pray'r address'd : 
 
 " Jesus, thou Son and Heir of heav'n, 
 Thou spotless Lamb of God ; 
 
74 CRUCIFIXION. 
 
 1 see thee bath'd in sweat and tears, 
 And welt'ring in thy blood. 
 
 4 " Yet quickly from these scenes of woe, 
 
 In triumph shalt thou rise, 
 ' Burst through the gloomy shades of death, 
 And shine above the skies. 
 
 5 " Amid the glories of that world, 
 
 Dear Savior, think on me, 
 And in the victories of thy death, 
 Let me a sharer be." 
 
 6 His prayer the dying Jesus hears, 
 
 And instantly replies— 
 " To-day thy parting soul shall be 
 With me in Paradise. 
 
 OÖ Metre 17. Mount Calvary* 
 
 1 TTEARTS of stone, relent, relent, 
 Xl Break, by Jesus' cross subdued ; 
 See his body mangled — rent, 
 
 Covered with a gore of blood : 
 Sinful soul, what hast thou done! 
 Murder'd God's eternal Son. 
 
 2 Yes, our sins have done the deed, 
 
 Drove the nails that fixed him there ; 
 Crown'd with thorns his sacred head, 
 
 Pierc'd him with a soldier's spear ; 
 Made his soul a sacrifice, — 
 For a sinful world he dies. 
 
 3 Will you let him die in vain, 
 
 Still to death pursue your Lord ; 
 
CRUCIFIXION. 75 
 
 Open tear his wounds again, 
 
 Trample on his precious blood ? 
 No! with all my sins I'll part, 
 Savior, take my broken heart. 
 
 Metre 29. Lena» 
 
 1 MEE the Lord of glory dying ! 
 
 j^ See him gasping, hear him crying! 
 
 See his burden'd bosom heave ; 
 Look, ye sinnners, ye that hung him, 
 Look 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 ; 
 Look on Phebus struck with wonder, 
 Whilst the peals of legal thunder 
 
 Smote the dear Redeemer's head. 
 
 3 Heaven's bright melodious legions, 
 Chanting through the tuneful regions, 
 
 Cease to trill the quiv'ring 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 his vital flood ; 
 By his groans which shook creation, 
 Lo ! we found a proclamation, 
 
 Peace and pardon by his blood. 
 
 5 Shout, ye saints, with adoration, 
 Fill with praise the wide creation, 
 
76 CRUCIFIXION. 
 
 Since He's risen from the grave 5 
 Shout with joyful acclamation, 
 To the Rock of our salvation, 
 
 Who alone has power to save. 
 
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 10,7,14,9. Crucifixion, 
 
 1 QAW ye my Savior, saw ye my Savior ? 
 )^5 Saw ye my Savior and God ? 
 
 Oh ! he died on Calvary, to atone for you and 
 
 me, 
 And to purchase our pardon w T ith blood. 
 
 2 He was extended ! He was extended ! 
 
 Shamefully nailed to the cross ; 
 Oh ! he bow'd his head and died, thus my Lord 
 
 w r as crucified, 
 To atone for a w r orld that was lost. 
 
 3 Jesus hung bleeding! Jesus hung bleeding! 
 
 Three dreadful hours in pain ; 
 Oh ! the sun refused to shine, when the Ma- 
 jesty divine, 
 Was derided, insulted, and slain. 
 
 4 Darkness prevailed ! Darkness prevailed ! 
 
 Darkness prevail'd o ; er the land, 
 Oh, the solid rocks were rent, thro' creation's 
 
 vast extent, 
 When the Jews crucified the God-Man. 
 
 5 When it was finish'd ! When it w r as finish'd! 
 
 And the atonement was made, 
 He was taken by the great, and embalmed in 
 
 spices sweet, 
 And in a new sepulchre was laid. 
 
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 6 Hail, mighty Savior ! hail mighty Savior ! 
 
 Prince and the author of peace, 
 Oh, he burst the bars of death, and triumph- 
 ing, left the earth, 
 He ascended to mansions of bliss. 
 
 7 Now interceding, now interceding, 
 
 Pleading that sinners might live ; 
 Saying, Father, I have died, (Oh behold my 
 
 hands and side !) 
 To redeem them, 1 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 recon- ! 
 
 ciled to me, 
 And salvation they all shall receive. 
 
 C. M, Fiducia- 
 
 1 A NGELS in shining order stand, 
 J\_ Around the Savior's throne ; 
 They bow with reverence at his feet, 
 
 And make his giories known. 
 Those happy spirits sing his praise. 
 
 To all eternity, 
 But I can sing redeeming grace, 
 
 For Jesus died for me. 
 
 2 The cross of Christ inspires my heart, 
 To sing redeeming grace ; 
 
 Awake my soul, and bear a part 
 
 In my Redeemer's praise. 
 O ! what can be compared to him, 
 
 Who died upon The tree ! 
 This is my dear delightful theme. 
 
 That Jesus died for me. 
 
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 CRUCIFIXION. 
 
 When at the table of the Lord 
 
 We humbly take our place ; 
 The death of Jesus we record, 
 
 With love and thankfulness. 
 These emblems bring my Lord to view, 
 
 Upon the bloody tree, 
 My soul believes and feels it 's true, 
 
 That Jesus died for me. 
 
 His body broken, nail'd and torn, 
 
 And stain'd with streams of blood, 
 His spotless soul was left forlorn, 
 
 Forsaken of his God. 
 *T was then his Father gave the stroke, 
 
 That justice did decree : 
 All nature felt the dreadful stroke, 
 
 When Jesus died for me. 
 
 Eli lama sabachtani, 
 
 My God, my God, he cried, 
 Why hast thou thus forsaken me ? 
 
 And thus my Savior died. 
 But why did God forsake his Son ? 
 
 When bleeding on the tree ? 
 He died for sins, but not his own, 
 
 For Jesus died for me. 
 
 My guilt was on my Surety laid, 
 
 And therefore he must die ; 
 His soul a sacrifice was made, 
 
 For such a worm as 1. 
 Was ever love so great as this I 
 
 Was ever grace so free ? 
 This is my glory, joy, and bliss, 
 
 That Jesus died for me. 
 
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 CRUCIFIXION. 
 
 7 He took his meritorious blood, 
 
 And rose above the skies, 
 And in the presence of his God, 
 
 Presents his sacrifice. 
 His intercession must prevail 
 
 With such a glorious plea ; 
 My cause can never, never fail, 
 
 For Jeses died for me. 
 
 8 Angels in shining order sit 
 
 Around my Savior's throne ; 
 They bow with rev'rence at his feet, 
 
 And make his glories known. 
 Those happy Spirits sing his praise, 
 
 To all eternity ; 
 But I can sing redeeming grace, 
 
 For Jesus died for me". 
 
 9 O ! had 1 but an angel's voice 
 
 To bear my heart along, 
 My flowing numbers soon w T ould raise 
 
 To an immortal song. 
 I'd charm their harps and golden lyres 
 
 In sweetest harmony, 
 And tell to all the heavenly choirs, 
 
 That Jesus died for me. 
 
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 8,8,8,6,8,8,8,8,6. Messiah. 
 
 1 rpHE Son of man they did betray, 
 1 He was condemned and led away ; 
 Think, O mv soul, that mournful day, 
 
 Look on Mount Calvary ! 
 Behold him, Lamb-like led along, 
 Surrounded by a wicked throng, 
 Accused by each lying tongue. 
 
80 CRUCIFIXION. 
 
 And thus the Lamb of God was hung, 
 Upon the shameful tree. 
 
 2 'T was thus the glorious Sufferer stood, 
 With hands and feet nailM to the wood ; 
 From ev'ry wound a stream of blood 
 
 Came trickling down amain ; 
 His bitter groans all nature struck, 
 And at his voice the rocks were broke, 
 And sleeping saints their graves forsook. 
 The spiteful Jews had round him mock'd, 
 
 And laughed at his pain. 
 
 3 Thus hung between the earth and skies, 
 Behold him tremble as he dies, 
 
 O sinners hear his mournful cries ; 
 
 Behold his torturing pain. 
 The mourning sun withdrew his light, 
 Blush'd and refus'd to own his sight, 
 All azure clothed in robes of night, 
 All nature mourned and stood affright, 
 
 When Christ the Lord was slain. 
 
 4 Ye men and angels, hear the Son, 
 He cries for help, but there is none ; 
 He treads the wine-press all alone, 
 
 His garments stained with blood. 
 In lamentations hear him cry, 
 Eli lami sabachthani ; 
 Tho' death may close these languid eyes, 
 He soon will mount the upper skies, 
 
 The conquering Son of God. 
 
 5 Both Jews and Romans in a band, 
 With hearts like steel around him stand, 
 Say'ng if your're come to save the land, 
 
 Now try yourself to free. 
 
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 A soldier pierced him when he died, 
 And healing streams came from his side, 
 And thus my Lord was crucified, 
 Stern Justice now is satisfied, 
 Sinners, for you and me. 
 
 6 Behold him mount a throne of state, 
 He fills the mediatorial seat, 
 While millions bowing at his feet, 
 
 In loud hosannas tell ; 
 How he endured exquisite pains, 
 And led the monster death in chains; 
 Ye seraphs raise your highest strains, 
 While music fills bright Salem's plains, 
 
 He has conquered death and hell. 
 
 7 'Tis done, the dreadful debt is paid, 
 The great atonement now is made ; 
 Sinners on me you guilt was laid, 
 
 For you 1 spilt my blood ; 
 For you my tender soul did move, 
 For you I left my courts above, 
 That you the length and breadth might prove, 
 The depth and height of perfect love, 
 
 In Christ your smiling God. 
 
 8 All glory be to God on high, 
 
 Who reigns enthroned above the sky, 
 Who sent his Son to bleed and die, 
 
 Glory to him be given. 
 While heaven above his praise resounds, 
 Zion shall sing his grace abounds, 
 1 hope to sing eternal rounds, 
 In flaming love which knows no bounds, 
 
 When carried up to heav'n. 
 
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 CRUCIFIXION. 
 
 90 
 
 Metre 4. Advocate — Disciple* 
 
 GREAT High Priest, we view thee stoopinj 
 With our names upon thy breast, 
 In the garden groaning, drooping, 
 
 To the ground with sorrow prest. 
 Weeping angels stood confounded, 
 
 To behold their Maker thus, 
 And shall we remain unwounded, 
 When we know 'twas all for us. 
 
 On the cross thy body broken 
 
 Cancels every penal-tie ; 
 Tempted souls, produce this token, 
 
 All demands to satisfy. 
 All is finished ; do not doubt it, 
 
 But believe your dying Lord; 
 Never reason more about it, 
 
 Only take him at his word. 
 Come, behold your Savior bleeding, 
 
 Streams of mercy from him flow, 
 Whilst before his Father pleading 
 
 For those men who wrought his woe. 
 Lo, he cried, Father forgive them, 
 
 Tho' they do my life pursue, 
 I am willing to receive them, 
 
 For they know not what they do. 
 
 Come thou everlasting Spirit, 
 
 Bring to every thankful mind. 
 All the Savior's dying merit, 
 
 All his sufferings for mankind. 
 True recorder of his passion, 
 
 Now thy living fire impart, 
 
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CRUCIFIXION. 83 
 
 Now revealed thy great salvation, 
 Preach his gospel to our heart. 
 
 Lord, we fain would trust thee solely ; 
 
 'T was for us thy blood was spilt ; 
 Gracious Savior, take us wholly, 
 
 Take and make us what thou wilt. 
 Grant us now thy heavenly blessing, 
 
 Let thy love our songs employ ; 
 Then we'll find, thy peace possessing, 
 
 In thy service all our joy. 
 
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 C. M. Walsal. 
 
 BEHOLD the Savior of mankind 
 Nail'd to the shameful tree, 
 How vast the love that him inclined 
 To bleed and die for thee ! 
 
 2 Hark, how he groans ! while nature shakes, 
 
 And earth's strong pillars bend ! 
 The temple's vail in sunder breaks, 
 The solid marbles rend. 
 
 3 5 T is done ! the precious ransom's paid ; 
 
 " Receive my soul !" he cries : 
 See where he bows his sacred head ! 
 He bows his head and dies ! 
 
 4 But soon he'll break death's envious chain, 
 
 And in full glory shine, 
 O Lamb of God ! was ever pain, 
 Was ever love like thine ! 
 
84 RESURRECTION. 
 
 RESURRECTION. 
 
 V& C. M. Solon 
 
 1 rPHlS is the day the Lord hath made, 
 
 J_ He calls the hours his own ; 
 Let heaven rejoice, let earth be glad, 
 And praise surround the throne. 
 
 2 To-day he rose and left the dead, 
 
 And Satan's empire fell ; 
 To-day the saints his triumph spread, 
 And all his wonders tell. 
 
 3 Hosanna to th 3 anonited King, 
 
 To David's holy Son ; 
 Help us, O Lord ; descend and bring 
 Salvation from thy throne. 
 
 4 Bless'd is the Lord, who comes to men 
 
 With messages of grace ; 
 Who comes, in God his Fathers name ; 
 To save our sinful race. 
 
 5 Hosanna in the highest strains 
 
 The church on earth can raise : 
 The highest heavens in which he reigns, 
 Shall give him nobler praise. 
 
 C. M. Primrose. 
 
 1 TT OSANNA to the Prince of light, 
 JLJ That cloth'd himself in clay ; 
 Enter'd the iron gates of death 
 And tore the bars away. 
 
RESURRECTION. 85 
 
 > Death is no more the king of dread, 
 Since our Immanuel rose ; 
 He took the tyrant's sting away, 
 And spoil'd our hellish foes. 
 
 3 See how the conqueror mounts aloft. 
 
 And to his Father flies 
 With scars of honor in his flesh, 
 And triumph in his eyes. 
 
 4 There our exalted Savior reigns, 
 
 And scatters blessings down ; 
 Our Jesus fills the middle seat 
 Of the celestial throne. " 
 
 5 [Raise your devotion mortal tongues, 
 
 To reach his bless'd abode ; 
 Sweet be the accents of your songs 
 To our incarnate God. 
 
 6 Bright angels, strike your loudest strings, 
 
 Your sweetest voices raise ; 
 Let heaven, and all created things, 
 Sound our Immanuel's praise. 
 
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 CM. Youthful Piety. 
 
 1 T7E humble souls that seek the Lord, 
 
 \ 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. 
 
86 RESURRECTION. 
 
 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 Savior lives again ; 
 Not all the bolts and bars of death 
 The Conq'ror could detain. 
 
 5 High o'er th' angelic bands he rears 
 
 His once dishonored head ; 
 And thro' 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, 
 
 t/O Metre 5. Resurrection 
 
 1 A NGELS! roll the rock away, 
 
 J\_ Death ! yield up thy mighty prey, 
 See ! he rises from the tomb, 
 Glowing with immortal bloom. 
 
 2 'Tis the Savior ! angels, raise 
 Fame's eternal trump of praise! 
 Let the earth's remotest bound 
 Hear the joy-inspiring sound. 
 
 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. 
 
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THE WORD OF GOD. 87 
 
 t Praise him, all ye heavenly choirs ! 
 Praise, and sweep yonr golden lyres ! 
 Shout, O earth, in rap'rous song, 
 Let tire strains be sweet and strong! 
 
 THE WORD OF GOD. 
 
 C. M. Rockingham* 
 
 1 HHATHER of mercies ! in thy word 
 Jj 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 find ; 
 Riches above what earth can grant, 
 i\.nd lasting as the mind. 
 
 3 Here, the fair tree of knowledge grows 
 
 And yield a free repast ; 
 Sublimer sweets than nature knows 
 Invite the Jonging taste. 
 
 4 Here the Redeemer's welcome voice 
 
 Spreads heavenly peace around 3 
 And life, and everlasting joys, 
 Attend the blissful sound. 
 
 5 may these heavenly pages be 
 
 My ever dear delight ; 
 And still new beauties may I see, 
 And still increasing light. 
 
88 THE WORD OF GOD. 
 
 6 Divine instructor, gracious Lord ! 
 Be thou forever near ; 
 Teach me to love thy sacred word, 
 And view my Savior there ! • 
 
 y I CM. Awful Majest\ 
 
 1 TTOW shall the young secure their heai 
 
 \~X_ And guard their lives from sin, 
 Thy word the choicest rules imparts, 
 To keep the conscience clean. 
 
 2 When once it enters to the mind, 
 
 It spreads such light abroad, 
 The meanest souls instruction find, 
 And raise their thoughts to God. 
 
 3 'Tis like the sun, a heavenly light, 
 
 That guides us all the day; 
 And through the dangers of the night, 
 A lamp to lead our way. 
 
 4 The men that keep thy law with care, 
 
 And meditate thy word, 
 Grow wiser than their teachers are, 
 And better know the Lord. 
 
 5 Thy precepts make me truly wise ; 
 
 1 hate the sinner's road ; 
 1 hate my own vain thoughts that rise, 
 But love thy law, my God. 
 
 6 The starry heav'ns thy rule obey, 
 
 The earth maintains her place, 
 And these thy servants, night and day, 
 Thy skill and power express. 
 
THE WORD OF GOD. 89 
 
 But still thy law and gospel, Lord, 
 
 Have lessons more divine; 
 Not earth stands firmer than thy word, 
 
 Nor stars so nobly shine.] 
 
 Thy word is everlasting truth, 
 
 How pure is every page ! 
 That holy book shall guide our youth, 
 
 And well support our age. 
 
 S. M. Idumea — Shirla?id, 
 
 1 T ET sinners take their course, 
 
 I j And choose the road to death; 
 But in the worship of my God 
 I'll spend my daily breath. 
 
 2 My thoughts address his throne 
 
 When morning brings the light; 
 I seek his blessings every noon, 
 And pay my vows at night. 
 
 3 Thou wilt regard my cries, 
 
 O my eternal God, 
 While sinners perish in surprise 
 Beneath thine angry rod. 
 
 4 Because they dwell at ease, 
 
 And no sad changes feel, 
 They neither fear nor trust thy name, 
 Nor learn to do thy will. 
 
 6 But I, with all my cares, 
 Will lean upon the Lord ; 
 I'll cast my burdens on his arm, 
 And rest upon his word. 
 
90 THE WORD OF GOD. 
 
 6 His arm shall well sustain, 
 The children of his love : 
 The ground on which their safety stands. 
 No earthly power can move. 
 
 t/tJ C. M. Solo?i — Balermt 
 
 1 T ET the whole race of creatures lie 
 
 I j Abased before their God ; 
 "Whate'er his sov'reign voice has form'd, 
 He governs with a nod. 
 
 2 [Ten thousand ages ere the skies 
 
 Were into motion brought, 
 All the long years and worlds to come, 
 Stood present to his thought. 
 
 3 There's not a sparrow or a worm, 
 
 But 's found in his decrees ; 
 He raises monarchs to their throne, 
 And sinks them as he please.] 
 
 4 If light attends the course [ run, 
 
 'Tis he provides those rays ; 
 And 'tis his hand that hides my sun, 
 If darkness cloud my days. 
 
 5 Yet I would not be much concern'd, 
 
 Nor vainly long to see 
 The volumes of his deep decrees, 
 What months are writ for me. 
 
 6 When he reveals the book of life, 
 
 O, may J read my name 
 Among the chosen of his love, 
 The followers of the Lamb, 
 
FAITH AND REPENTANCE. 91 
 
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 CM. Mear. 
 
 L Til THAT glory gilds the sacred page ! 
 
 VV Majestic, like the sun,' 
 It gives a light to every age, 
 It gives, but borrows none. 
 
 f I His hand that gave it, still supplies 
 The gracious light and heat ; 
 His truths upon the nations rise ; 
 They rise, but never set. 
 
 Let everlasting thanks be thine, 
 
 For such a bright display, 
 As makes a world of darkness shine, 
 
 With beams of heavenly day. 
 
 My soul rejoices to pursue 
 The paths of truth and love ; 
 
 Till glory breaks upon my view 
 In brighter worlds above. 
 
 FAITH AND REPENTANCE, 
 
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 L. M. Devotion. 
 
 RLESS'D are the humble souls, that see 
 Their emptiness and poverty ; 
 Treasures of grace to them are given, 
 And crowns of joy laid up in heaven. 
 
 Bless'd are the men of broken heart, 
 Who mourn for sin with inward smart ; 
 
92 FAITH AND REPENTANCE. 
 
 The blood of Christ divinely flows, 
 A healing balm for all their woes. 
 
 3 Bless'd are the meek who stand afar 
 From rage and passion, noise and war : 
 God will secure their happy state, 
 
 And plead their cause against the great. 
 
 4 Bless'd are the souls that thirst for grace, 
 Hunger and long for righteousness ; 
 They shall be well supplied and fed 
 With living streams and living bread. 
 
 5 Bless'd are the men whose bowels move 
 And melt with sympathy and love ; 
 From Christ the Lord shall they obtain 
 Like sympathy and love again. 
 
 6 Bless'd are the pure, whose hearts are clea 
 From the defiling power of sin ; 
 
 With endless pleasure they shall see 
 A God of spotless purity. 
 
 7 Bless'd are the men of peaceful life, 
 Who quench the coals of growing strife ; 
 They shall be called the heirs of bliss, 
 The sons of God, the God of peace. 
 
 8 Bless'd are the suff'rers, who partake 
 Of pain and shame for Jesus' sake ; 
 Their souls shall triumph in the Lord, 
 Glory and joy are their reward. 
 
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 *Q 
 
 CM. Liberty Uall—Dubli 
 vH ! if my soul were formed for woe, 
 How would 1 vent my sighs ! 
 
FAITH AND REPENTANCE. 93 
 
 Repentance should, like rivers flow 
 From both my streaming eyes. 
 
 2 'T was 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 Oh ! how I hate those lusts of mine, 
 
 That crucified my God ! 
 Those sins that pierc'd and nail'd his flesh 
 Fast to the fatal wood. 
 
 4 Yes, my Redeemer, they shall die, 
 
 My heart has so decreed ; 
 Nor will I spare the guilty things 
 That made my Savior bleed. 
 
 5 Whilst with a melting, broken heart, 
 
 My murder'd Lord I view, 
 1"11 raise revenge against my sins, 
 And slay the murd'rers too. 
 
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 L. M. Supplication, 
 
 OTHOU that hearst when sinners cry, 
 Though all my crimes before thee lie, 
 Behold them not with ans:ry look, 
 But blot their mem'ry from thy book. 
 
 Create my nature pure within, 
 And form my soul averse to sin ; 
 Let thy good Spirit ne'er depart, 
 : Nor hide thy presence from my heart. 
 
 I cannot live without thy light, 
 
 Cast out and banished from thy sight ; 
 
94 BAPTISM, 
 
 Thine holy joys, my God, restore, 
 And guard me that I fall no more. 
 
 4 Though 1 have grieved thy Spirit, Lord, 
 Thy help and comfort still afford, 
 
 And let a wretch come near thy throne, 
 To plead the merits of thy Son. 
 
 5 A broken heart, my God, my King, 
 Is all the sacrifice I bring; 
 
 The God of grace will ne'er despise 
 A broken heart for sacrifice. 
 
 6 My soul lies humble in the dust, 
 And owns the dreadful sentence just : 
 Look down O Lord, with pitying eye, 
 And save the soul condemned to die. 
 
 7 Then will I teach the world thy ways : 
 Sinners shall learn thy sovereign grace ; 
 I'll lead them to my Savior's blood, 
 And they shall praise a pard'ning God. 
 
 8 O may thy love inspire my tongue! 
 Salvation shall be all my song ; 
 And all my powers shall join to bless 
 The Lord, my strength and righteousness. 
 
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 BAPTISM. 
 
 C. M. Rochester* 
 
 F glorious angels do rejoice, 
 When sinners turn to God, 
 
BAPTISM. 95 
 
 Let us unite with cheerful voice, 
 To spread hjs praise abroad. 
 
 2 When Jesus unto Jordan came, 
 
 And was baptized of John, 
 A voice from heaven did proclaim — 
 " He 's my Beloved Son." 
 
 3 His ministers he sent about 
 
 To preach the word of grace, 
 And to baptize the world throughout, 
 Who should his truth embrace. 
 
 4 Lord, we have here before our eyes, 
 
 Some that have set their hands 
 
 To serve thee and to be baptized, 
 
 As thou did'st give command. 
 
 ß Glory to God who reigns above, 
 For his abounding grace, 
 In this the token of his love, 
 To us, a guilty race. 
 6 Let us employ our tongues to sing, 
 The praises of the Lord, 
 For calling sinners home to him 
 By his all-powerful word. 
 
 \JO CM, Solon. 
 
 1 /^OME in ye blessed of the Lord, 
 \J And join his children here ; 
 Wash'd in the Savior's cleansing blood, 
 
 For him, your Lord, appear. 
 
 2 Stay not within the wilderness, 
 
 Nor waiting at the door ; 
 
96 BAPTISM, 
 
 For Jesus can your woes redress, 
 Were they ten thousand more. 
 
 3 Though fearing, trembling, rise and come 
 
 Yield to the Savior's voice, 
 For hung'ring, thirsting soul's there's roon 
 O make the blissful choice. 
 
 4 Room in the Savior's gracious breast, 
 
 That breast which glows with love — 
 Room in the church, his chosen rest, 
 And room in heaven above. 
 
 5 Why will you longer lingering stay, 
 
 When Jesus says « There's room ?" 
 Now is the time, th 5 accepted day j — 
 Arise, he bids you come. 
 
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 L. M. Portugal. 
 
 jrpWAS the commission of our Lord — 
 JL " Go, teach the nations, and baptize." 
 
 The nations have received the word, 
 Since he ascended to the skies. 
 
 He sits upon th' eternal hills, 
 
 With grace and pardon in his hands, 
 And sends his cov'nant with the seals, 
 
 To bless the distant Christian lands. 
 " Repent and be baptized," he saith, 
 
 " For the remission of your sins ;" 
 And thus our sense assists our faith, 
 
 And shows us what the gospel means. 
 
 Our souls he washes in his blood, 
 As water makes the body clean ; 
 
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 And the good Spirit from our God 
 Descends like purifying rain. 
 
 Thus we engage ourselves to thee. 
 And seal our covenant with the Lord • 
 
 '0 may the great eternal Three 
 
 In heaven our solemn vows record. 
 
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 11,9,11,9. Peculiar. 
 
 r rETE NAME of the Lord is a fountain of life, 
 I Its waters are sweeter than honey, 
 
 No taste of the gall of terrestrial strife, 
 Come buy without price, without money. 
 
 The NAME of the Lord is a full flowing stream, 
 
 From Zion's immovable mountain, 
 [ts currents with virtues unspeakably teem,— 
 
 Come, come to the life-giving fountain. 
 
 The NAME of the Lord is a river of grace, 
 Whose waters as soon as they're tasted, 
 
 üe.w energy give to the sons of a race, 
 With passion enfeebled and wasted. 
 
 Chen come to its banks, all ye tribes of mankind, 
 And drink of the stream of salvation. 
 
 ts course is no longer to Judah confined, 
 It flows through the guiltiest nation. 
 
 >ome drink living waters, though Jesus is gone, 
 
 His NAME still conveys absolution ; 
 )ome drink where the stream of remission flows 
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 Through a rite of his own institution. 
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98 BAPTISM. 
 
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 C. M Augusta» 
 
 1 TTJHEN Jesus Christ the virgin's Son, 
 
 YV Of David's royal race. 
 His brilliant course of works begun, 
 And preach'd the reign of grace — 
 
 2 He call'd on Abraham's seed in vain, 
 
 His mission to believe ; 
 To own his right to rule and reign, 
 His NAME as Prince receive. 
 
 3 This NAME the scribes refused to wear 
 
 And spurned the Nazarene, 
 Would not the fame of Jesus share, 
 Or in his train be seen. 
 
 4 What lofty names could Jesus bring, 
 
 His princely birth ro show ? 
 Could Galhlee produce a king? 
 Or good from Naz'reth liow ? 
 
 5 They taunted thus the birth obscure, 
 
 Of chaste Maria's Son, 
 And scorn'd his favor to secure, 
 His NAME by putting on. 
 
 6 But found at length, without disguise, 
 
 This NAME they must receive, 
 No other known beneath the skies, 
 Could life eternal give. 
 
 7 And skillful men of later days, 
 
 Have splendid systems built, 
 
 To shun its use by various ways 
 
 Of cleansing souls from guilt. 
 
BAPTISM, V\ 
 
 8 But they too, like the Jews of old, 
 
 Would* they salvation win, 
 Must come and be with Christ enroll'd 
 And wash away their sin. 
 
 9 Then let us all to Christ repair, — 
 
 To Christ the virgin's Son, 
 His NAME our badge of gloy wear, 
 And put his armor on. 
 
 (jy CM. Meat. 
 
 1 rpHE Lord's disciples when they spread 
 
 J^ O'er Judah's sacred plains ; 
 Relieved the sick, restored the dead, 
 And cast out plagues and pains. 
 
 2 They pour no drugs through Palestine, 
 
 Nb medicines they had, 
 They only used the NAME divine, 
 Its power alone display'd. 
 
 3 And strange the virtues of that NAME, 
 
 From which diseases fled, 
 The devils trembled where it came, 
 And spirits foul obey'd. 
 
 i And still, O Lord, thy name coveys, 
 To Adam's ruined race, 
 If used in thy appointed ways, 
 A sure and real grace. 
 
 ) No useless mark, no naked sign, 
 It so renews the soul, 
 As long ago in Palistine, 
 It made the sinner whole. 
 
100 BAPTISM. 
 
 JLXU Metre 12. Deliverance. 
 
 1 TTTHEN sinners awake and perceive, 
 
 VV What desperate creatures they are, 
 How shall they obtain a relief, 
 From misery, guilt and despair? 
 In vain is our search and our cry, 
 Till wein submission and zeal, 
 The words of our Savior apply, 
 " To do his adorable will." 
 
 2 God will not be pleased with our prayer, 
 If we disobey his command, 
 
 But if we obedient are, 
 Will bring us unto his right hand. 
 Sincerely believe in his word, 
 Put on his adorable name, 
 Salvation in Jesus our Lord, 
 The penitent then shall obtain. 
 
 3 Thus Peter to inquiring Jews, 
 Convinced in their hearts as they were; 
 Their interest in Jesus should lo§.e, 
 Eternal damnation must bear, 
 
 " He said that they all should repent, 
 
 " Be baptized in Jesus's name, 
 
 " Then shall his good Spirit be sent, 
 
 " They all shall be bless'd with the same. 
 
 4 « This promise is even to you, — 
 " And all that are yet afar off, 
 " For Jesus' commands we pursue, 
 " Though infidel mockers may scoff, 
 "The Lord will yet bring many nigh, 
 " His house and his mansions to fill, 
 
BAPTISM. 101 
 
 U To share in his ample supply, 
 " Who meekly submit to his will. 
 
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 L. M. Tender Thought. 
 
 IAS the apostles sat at meat, 
 <\ Before our Savior did ascend, 
 He did them with his presence greet, 
 And gave to them his last command. 
 2 Upbraided them with unbelief, 
 And hardness of each stubborn heart; 
 His counsel we must all receive, 
 Else we with Christ can have no part. 
 
 ) " Go, preach my gospel, 5 ' Jesus saith, 
 " And brin^ them all unto the host, 
 
 I " Baptize believers in the name 
 « Of Father, Son, and Holy Ghost." 
 
 { «'He that believes and is baptized, 
 Shall dwell in realms of joy above, — 
 Who do'n't believe the words of Christ, 
 Shall never taste redeeming love." 
 
 PRAYER AND SUPPLICATION. 
 
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 CM. Stand? sh. 
 
 1 / OME Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove. 
 ' With all thy quick'ning powers ; 
 Kindle a flame of sacred love 
 In these cold hearts of ours* 
 
102 PRAYER AND 
 
 2 Look how we grove] here below, 
 
 Fond of these trifling toys, 
 Our souls can neither fly nor go 
 To reach eternal joys. 
 
 3 In vain we tune our formal songs, 
 
 In vain we strive to rise, 
 Hosannas languish on our tongues, 
 And our devotion dies. 
 
 4 Dear Lord ! and shall we ever live 
 
 At this poor dying rate ? 
 Our love so faint, so cold to thee, 
 And thine to us so great ? 
 
 5 Come Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove, 
 
 With all thy quick'ning powers ; 
 Come shed abroad a Savior's love, 
 And that shall kindle ours. 
 
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 lid L. M. 
 
 1 /~\ THOU to whose all searching sight, 
 \J The darkness shineth as the light, 
 Search, prove my heart, it pants for thee, 
 O burst these bonds and set it free. 
 
 2 Wash out its stains, refine its dross, 
 Nail my affections to the cross : 
 Hallow each thought, let all within 
 Be clean, as thou my Lord art clean. 
 
 3 [f in this darksome wild 1 stray, 
 
 Be thou my light, be thou my way ; 
 
 No foes, no violence I fear, 
 
 No fraud, while thou my God art near. 
 
SUPPLICATION. 103 
 
 When rising floods my soul o'erflow, 
 When sinks my heart in waves of woe, 
 Jesus thy timely aid impart, 
 And raise my head, and cheer my heart. 
 
 i) Savior, where'er thy steps 1 see. 
 Dauntless, untired, 1 follow thee ; 
 let thy hand support me still, 
 And lead me to thy holy hill. 
 
 > If dark and thorny be the way, 
 My strength proportion to my day ; 
 Till toil, and grief, and pain shall cease, 
 Where all is calm, and joy, and peace. 
 
 114 
 
 C. M, St. Olaves. 
 
 1 T7ATHER, I stretch my hands to thee, 
 Jj No other help I know ; 
 
 If thou withdraw thyself from me, 
 Ah, whither shall 1 go ? 
 
 2 What did thine only Son endure, 
 
 Before I drew my breath ! 
 What pain, what labor to secure 
 My soul from endless death ! 
 
 3 O Jesus, could 1 this believe, 
 
 I now should feel thy power ; 
 Now my poor soul thou wouldst retrieve, 
 Nor let me wait one hour. 
 
 4 Author of faith, to thee I lift 
 
 My weary, longing eyes : 
 O let me now receive that gift, 
 My soul without it dies. 
 
104 PRAYER AND 
 
 5 Surely thou canst not let me die ; 
 
 O speak, and 1 shall live ; 
 
 And here I will unwearied lie, 
 
 Till thou thy Spirit give. 
 
 6 The worst of sinners would rejoice, 
 
 Could they but see thy face; 
 O let me hear thy quickening voice, 
 And taste thy pard'ning grace. 
 
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 C. M. Burstall— Dublin 
 
 FOR a closer walk with God, J % 
 
 A calm and heavenly frame ; 
 A light to shine upon the road, 
 That leads me to the Lamb, 
 
 Where is the blessedness 1 knew, 
 
 When first I saw the Lord ? 
 Where is the soul-refreshing view 
 
 Of Jesus and his word. 
 
 What peaceful hours 1 once enjoy'd, 
 How sweet their memry still ! 
 
 But they have left an aching void, 
 The world can never fill. 
 
 Return, O holy dove, return, 
 
 Sweet messenger of rest : 
 I hate the sins that made thee mourn, 
 
 And drove thee from my breast. 
 
 The dearest idol I have known, 
 
 Whate'er that idol be, 
 Help me to tear it from thy throne, 
 
 And worship only thee. 
 
 
SUPPLICATION. 105 
 
 So shall my walk be close with God, 
 
 Calm and serene my frame : 
 So purer light shall mark the road, 
 
 That leads me to the Lamb. 
 
 16 
 
 L. M. Supplication a 
 
 SHOW pity Lord, O Lord, forgive, 
 Let a repenting rebel live : 
 Are not thy mercies large and free ? 
 May not a sinner trust in thee ? 
 
 My crimes are great, but can't surpass 
 The power and glory of thy grace ; 
 Great God, thy nature hath no bound, 
 So let thy pard'ning love be found. 
 
 Oh, wash my soul from every sin, 
 And make my guilty conscience clean j 
 Here on my heart the burden lies, 
 And past offences pain my eyes. 
 
 My lips with shame my sins confess 
 Against thy law, against thy grace ; 
 Lord, should thy judgments grow severe, 
 1 am condemned, but thou art clear. 
 
 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. 
 
 Yet save a trembling sinner, Lord, 
 Whose hope still hov'ring round thy word, 
 Would light on some sweet promise there, 
 Some sure support against despair. 
 
106 PRAYER AND 
 
 117 
 'I 
 
 CM. Dublin. 
 
 "LL bless the Lord from day to day ; 
 How good are all his ways ! 
 Ye humble souls that use to pray, 
 Come help my lips to praise. 
 
 2 Sing to the honor of his name, 
 
 How a poor sufF'rer cried ; 
 Nor was his hope exposed to shame, 
 Nor was his suit denied. 
 
 3 When threat'ning sorrows round me stoo 
 
 And endless fears arose, 
 Like the loud billows of a flood, 
 Redoubling all my woes. 
 
 4 I told the Lord my sore distress, 
 
 With heavy groans and tears ; 
 He gave my sharpest torments ease, 
 And silenced ail my fears. 
 
 5 O sinners, come and taste his love ; 
 
 Come learn his pleasant ways ; 
 And let your own experience prove. 
 The sweetness of his grace. 
 
 6 He bids his angels pitch their tents 
 
 Round where his children dwell ; 
 What ills their heavenly care prevents 
 No earthly tongue can tell. 
 
 7 O love the Lord, ye saints of his ; 
 
 His eye regards the just : 
 How richly bless'd their portion is 
 Who make the Lord their trust, 
 
SUPPLICATION. 107 
 
 8 Young lions, pinch'd with hunger, roar, 
 And famish in the wood : 
 But God supplies his holy poor 
 With every needful good. 
 
 118 
 
 CM. Salvation, 
 
 1 /^OME humble sinner, in whose breast 
 \J A thousand thoughts revolve ; 
 Come with your guilt and fears opprest, 
 
 And make this last resolve ; < 
 
 2 " I'll go to Jesus, though my sins 
 
 Have like a mountain rose ; 
 I know his courts, I'll enter in, 
 Whatever may oppose. 
 
 3 "Prostrate I'll lie before his throne, 
 
 And there my guilt confess ; 
 
 I'll tell him I'm a wretch undone 
 
 Without his sov'reign grace. 
 
 4 " I'll to the gracious King approach, 
 
 Whose sceptre pardon gives ; 
 Perhaps he will 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 « 1 can but perish if 1 go ; 
 
 I am resolved to try ; 
 For if I stay away, 1 know 
 I must forever die. 
 
108 PRAYER AND 
 
 7 " But, if 1 die with mercy sought, 
 When I the King have tried, 
 This were to die (delightful thought !) 
 As sinner never died. 55 
 
 119 
 
 C. JVf. Bethel. 
 
 . T)ESTOW, dear Lord, upon our youth, 
 [j The gift of saving grace ; 
 And let the seed of sacred truth 
 Fall in a fruitful place. 
 I 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, O hear betimes 
 
 The voice of sovereign love ; 
 Your youth is stain'd with many crimes, 
 But merey 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, 
 
 O join the public prayer ! 
 For you the secret tear is shed, 
 Oh shed yourselves a tear ! 
 
 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. 
 
SUPPLICATION. 109 
 
 L/U\J L.M. Kingsbridge 
 
 i r\ RE AT God, indulge my humble elaim j 
 \T Thou art my hope, my joy, my rest : 
 The glories that compose thy name 
 Stand all ingaged to make me bless'd. 
 
 2 Thou great and good, thou just and wise ; 
 Thou art my Father and my God ; 
 
 And I am thine by sacred ties, 
 
 Thy son, thy servent bought with blood. 
 
 3 With heart and eyes, and lifted hands, 
 For thee 1 long, to thee I look, 
 
 As travelers in thirsty lands, 
 Pant for the cooling water brook. 
 
 4 With early feet I love t' appear 
 Among thy saints, and seek thy face : 
 Oft have I seen thy glory there, 
 
 And felt the power of sovereign grace. 
 
 Not fruits nor wines, that tempt our taste, 
 No pleasures that to sense belong, 
 Could make me so divinely bless'd, 
 Or raise so high my cheerful song, 
 
 6 My life itself, without thy love, 
 No taste or pleasure could afford ; 
 
 'T would but a tiresome burden prove, 
 If 1 were baninsh'd from the Lord. 
 
 7 Amidst the wakeful hours of night, 
 When busy cares afflict my head, 
 One thought of thee gives new delight 
 And adds refreshment to my bed. 
 
110 
 
 PRAYER AND 
 
 8 I'll lift my hands, 1,11 raise my voice, 
 While 1 have breath to pray or praise ; 
 This work shall make my heart rejoice, 
 And bless the remnant of my days. 
 
 1/vl Metre 8. Plymouth Dock. 
 
 1 TESUS, thy boundless love to me 
 
 «J No thought can reach, no tongue declare 
 O knit my thankful heart to thee, 
 
 And reign without a rival there ! 
 Thine wholly, thine alone I am ; 
 Be thou alone my constant flame. 
 
 2 O grant that nothing in my soul 
 
 May dwell but thy pure love alone! 
 O may thy love possess me whole, 
 
 My joy, my treasure, and my crown ! 
 Strange flames far from my heart remove : 
 My every act, word, thought be love. 
 
 3 O Love, how cheering is thy ray ! 
 
 All pain before thy presence flies; 
 €are, anguish, sorrow, melt away, 
 
 Where'er thy healing beams arise ; 
 O Jesus, nothing may I see, 
 Nothing desire or seek but thee ! 
 
 4 Unwearied may I thus pursue, 
 
 Dauntless to the high prizs aspire ; 
 Hourly within my soul renew 
 
 This holy flame, this heavenly fire : 
 And day and night be all my care 
 
 To guard the sacred treasure there. 
 
SUPPLICATION. Ill 
 
 I £j(j Metre 8. Missionary Farewell* 
 
 MY Savior, thou my love to me 
 In shame, in want, in pain hast show'd ; 
 For me on the accursed tree, 
 
 Thou pouredst forth thy guiltless blood ! 
 Thine image on my heart impress, 
 Nor aught shall the loved stamp efface. 
 
 I More hard than marble is my heart, 
 And foul with sins of deepest stain; 
 But thou the mighty Savior art, 
 
 Nor flow'd thy cleansing blood in vain : 
 Ah, soften, melt this rock, and may 
 Thy blood wash all these stains away. 
 
 3 O that I, as a little child, 
 
 May follow thee, and never rest, 
 Till sweetly thou hast breathM thy mild 
 
 And lowly mind into my breast ; 
 Nor ever may we parted be, 
 Till 1 one spirit be with thee. 
 
 4 Still let thy love point out my way: 
 
 How wondrous things thy love has wroughtj 
 Still lead me, lest I go astray : 
 
 Direct my work, inspire my thought ; 
 And if 1 fall, soon may I hear 
 Thy voice, and know that love is near. 
 
 5 In suff 'ring be thy love my peace, 
 
 In weakness be thy love my power; 
 And when the storms of life shall cease, 
 
 Jesus, in that important hour, 
 In death as life be thou my guide, 
 And save me, who for me hast died. 
 
112 PRAYER AND 
 
 JL/CÖ C. M. Augusta. 
 
 1 l IT H1LST thee I seek, protecting Pow'r 
 VV -Be my vain wishes still'd ; 
 
 And may this consecrated hour 
 With better hopes be fillM. 
 
 2 Thy love the pow'r of thought bestow'd, 
 
 To thee my thoughts would soar ; 
 Thy mercy o'er my life has flow'd ; 
 That mercy I adore. 
 
 3 In each event of life how clear 
 
 Thy ruling hand 1 see ! 
 Each blessing to my soul most dear, 
 Because conferr'd 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 pray'r. 
 
 5 When gladness wings my favor'd hour, 
 
 Thy love my thoughts shall fill, 
 Resign'd, when storms of sorrow low'r, 
 My soul shall seek thy will. 
 
 6 My lifted eye without a tear, 
 
 The gathering storm shall see ; 
 My steadfast heart shall know no fear ; 
 . That heart will rest on thee. 
 
 l/v4 Metre 5. Frardfort. 
 
 1 | ORD, 1 cannot let thee go, 
 ]^ Till a blessing thou bestow; 
 Do not turn away thy face, 
 Mine's an urgent, pressing case. 
 
SUPPLICATION. 113 
 
 2 Dost thou ask me who 1 am ? 
 
 Ah ! my Lord, thou know'st my name j 
 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 pray'r; 
 Mercy heard and set him free ; 
 Lord, that mercy came to me. 
 
 5 Many days have pass'd since then, 
 Many changes 1 have seen ; 
 
 Yet have 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, 
 Canst thou let me sink at last? 
 
 7 No — 1 must maintain my hold, 
 'Tis thy goodness makes me bold, 
 1 can no denial take, 
 
 When L plead for Jesus' sake. 
 
 itj Mrtre 5. Hot ham. 
 
 1 TESUS ! lover of my soul, 
 »J Let me to thy bosom fly, 
 While the raging billows roll—, 
 While the tempest still is hign ! 
 
114 PRAYER AND 
 
 Hide me, O my Savior, hide, 
 Till the storm of life is past ; 
 
 Safe into the haven guide ; 
 O, receive my soul at last. 
 
 2 Other refuge have 1 none, — 
 
 Hangs my helpless soul on thee ; 
 Leave, ah leave me not alone, 
 
 Still support and comfort me : 
 All my trust on thee is stay'd, 
 
 All my help from thee 1 bring ; 
 Cover my defenceless head 
 
 With the shadow of thy wing. 
 
 3 Thou, O Christ, art all 1 want ; 
 
 All in all in thee I find ! 
 Raise the fallen, cheer the faint, 
 
 Heal the sick, and lead the blind, 
 Just and holy is thy name, 
 
 I am all unrighteousness ; 
 Vile and full of sin 1 am, 
 
 Thou art full of truth and grace. 
 
 4 Plenteous grace with thee is found, 
 
 Grace to pardon all my sins — . 
 Let the healing stream abound ; 
 
 Make and keep me pure within ; 
 Thou of life the fountain art, 
 
 Freely let me take of thee : 
 Spring thou up within my heart, 
 
 Rise to all eternity. 
 
 1/CU L. M. Conformity. 
 
 1 TESUS, my Savior, let me be 
 J More perfectly conformed to thee ; 
 
SUPPLICATION. X15 
 
 Implant each grace, each sin dethrone, 
 And form my temper like thine own. 
 
 I My foe, when hungry, let me feed, 
 Share in his grief, supply his need ; 
 The haughty frown may I not fear, 
 But with a lowly meekness bear. 
 
 \ Let the envenom'd heart and tongue, 
 The hand outstretched to do me wrong, 
 Excite no feelings in my breast, 
 But such as Jesus once express'd. 
 
 t To others let me always give 
 What I from others would receive ; 
 Good deeds for evil ones return, 
 Nor when provoked, with anger burn. 
 
 5 This will proclaim how bright and fair 
 The precepts of the gospel are ; 
 And God himself, the God of love, 
 His own resemblance will approve. 
 
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 127 
 
 Metre 8. Missionary Farewell, 
 
 L C\ O watch and pray, thou canst not tell 
 VJT How near the hour of death may be ; 
 Thou canst not know how soon the bell 
 
 May toll its doleful notes for thee : 
 Death's countless snares beset thy way, 
 Frail child of dust, go watch and pray. 
 
 I Fond youth, while free from blighting care, 
 And while thy vig'rous pulse beats high, 
 Do hope's glad visions bright and fair, 
 Dilate thy young and sparkling eye. 
 
110 PRAYER AND 
 
 Soon these must change, must pass away ; 
 Frail child of dust, go watch and pray. 
 
 3 Thou aged man, life's wintry storm 
 
 Hath searM thy past and vernal bloom ; 
 With trembling limbs and wasting form, 
 
 Now thou art bending o'er the tomb, 
 And can vain hope lead thee astray ? 
 Go, weary pilgrim, watch and pray. 
 
 4 Ambition, stop thy panting breath, 
 
 Pride, humbly sink thy lifted eye ; 
 Behold the caverns dark with death, 
 
 Which now before you open lie : 
 The heavenly warning now obey, 
 Ye sons of pride, go watch and pray. 
 
 J_/vC/ Metre5. Divine Inquiry, 
 
 1 T ORD, we come before thee now, 
 
 1 i At thy feet we humbly bow : 
 O ! do not our suit disdain ; 
 Shall we seek thee, Lord, in vain ? 
 
 2 Lord, on thee our souls depend ; 
 Jn compassion now descend ; 
 
 Fill our hearts with thy rich grace, 
 Tune our lips to sing thy praise. 
 
 3 In thine own appointed way, 
 Now we seek thee, here we stay ; 
 Lord, we know not how to go, 
 Till a blessing thou bestow. 
 
 4 Send some message from thy word, 
 That may peace and joy afford ; 
 
.Il'jf. 
 
 SUPPLICATION. 117 
 
 Let thy Spirit now impart 
 | Full salvation to each heart. 
 
 Comfort those who weep and mourn, 
 Let the time of joy return ; 
 Those that are cast down lift up ; 
 Make them strong in faith and hope. 
 
 Grant that all may seek and find, 
 Thee a gracious God, and kind ; 
 Heal the sick the captive free, 
 Let us all rejoice in thee. 
 
 L/vt/ S. M. Aylesbury, 
 
 Y soul, be on thy guard, 
 Ten thousand foes arise ; 
 And hosts of sins are pressing hard, 
 To draw thee from the skies. 
 
 2 O watch, and fight, and pray, 
 
 The battle ne'er give o'er ; 
 Renew it boldly every day, 
 And help divine implore. 
 
 3 Ne'er think the vict'ry won, 
 
 Nor once at ease sit down : 
 Thy arduous work will not be done, 
 Till thou hast got thy crown. 
 
 4 Fight on, my soul, till death 
 
 Shall bring thee to thy God ; 
 He'll take thee at thy parting breath, 
 Up to his blest abode. 
 
118 PRAYER AND 
 
 130 
 
 131 
 'H 
 
 C, M. Rochester 
 
 1 A PPRO ACH, my soul, the mercy seat, 
 ix Where Jesus answers prayer ; 
 There humbly fall before his feet, 
 
 For none can perish there. 
 
 2 Thy promise is my only plea, 
 
 With this 1 venture nigh ; 
 Thou callest burden'd souls to thee, 
 And such, O Lord, am I. 
 
 3 Bow'd down beneath a load of sin, 
 
 By Satan sorely prest ; 
 By war without, and fears within, 
 I come to thee for rest. 
 
 4 Be thou my shield and Hiding-place ? 
 
 That, shelter'd near thy side, 
 1 may my fierce accuser face, 
 And tell him, thou hast died. 
 
 5 O wond'rous love to bleed and die, 
 
 To bear the cross and shame ; 
 That guilty sinners, such as 1, 
 Might plead thy gracious name, 
 
 6 " Poor tempest tossed soul, be still, 
 
 My promised grace receive ;" 
 'Tis Jesus speaks — [ must— I will, 
 1 can. 1 do believe. 
 
 L. M. Windham. 
 
 OW long O Lord, shall I complain, 
 Like one who seeks his God in vain ? 
 
" 
 
 SUPPLICATION. 119 
 
 Canst thou thy face forever hide. 
 And I still pray, and be denied ? 
 
 I Shall 1 forever be forgot, 
 As one whom thou regardest not ? 
 Still shall my soul thy absence mourn ? 
 And still despair of thy return ? 
 
 3 How long shall my poor troubled breast 
 Be with these anxious thoughts oppressed? 
 And Satan, my malicious foe, 
 
 Rejoice to see me sunk so low ? 
 
 4 Hear, Lord, and grant me quick relief, 
 Before my death concludes my grief; 
 If thou withholds thy heav'nly light, 
 I sleep in everlasting night. 
 
 5 How will the powers of darkness boast, 
 If but one praying soul be lost ! 
 
 But 1 have trusted in thy grace, 
 And shall again behold thy face. 
 
 6 Whate'er my fears or foes suggest, 
 Thou art my hope, my joy, my rest ; 
 My heart shall feel thy love, and raise 
 My cheerful voice to songs of praise. 
 
 1U/W S. M. Little Marlborough. 
 
 1 TT7ITH humble heart and tongue, 
 
 VV M y God > to thee 1 pray : 
 Oh, make me learn, while 1 am young, 
 How I may cleanse my way. 
 
 2 Make an unguarded youth, 
 
 The object of thy care ; 
 
120 
 
 PRAYER AND 
 
 Help me to choose the way of truth, 
 And fly from every snare. 
 
 3 My heart, to folly prone, 
 
 Renew by pow'r divine ; 
 Unite it to thyself alone, 
 And make me wholly thine« 
 
 4 Oh, let thy word of grace 
 
 My warmest thoughts employ ; 
 Be this, through all my following days, 
 My treasure and my joy. 
 
 5 To what thy laws impart, 
 
 Be my whole soul inclined ; 
 Oh, let them dwell within my heart, 
 And sanctify my mind. 
 
 6 May thy young servant learn, 
 
 By these to cleanse his way ; 
 And may I here the path discern, 
 That leads to endless day. 
 
 133 
 
 CM. Dublin. 
 
 1 "F)RAYER is the soul's sincere desire, 
 
 I Unutterd or express'd, 
 The motion of a hidden fire 
 That trembles in the breast. 
 
 2 Prayer is the burden of a sigh, 
 
 The falling ofa tear ; 
 The upward glancing of an eye, 
 When none but God is near 
 
 3 Prayer is the simplest form of speech 
 
 That infant lips can try ; 
 
SUPPLICATION. 121 
 
 Prayer the sublimest strains that reach, 
 The majesty on high. 
 
 4 Prayer is the Christian's vital breath, 
 
 The Christian's native air, 
 His watchword at the gate of death — 
 He enters heaven w T ith prayer. 
 
 5 Prayer is the contrite sinner's voice 
 
 Returning from his ways, 
 While angels in their songs rejoice, 
 And say — " Behold he prays." 
 
 L. M. Old Hundred. 
 
 HAT various hindrances we meet, 
 
 134 
 
 VV l n coming to a mercy-seat ! 
 Yet who that knows the worth of pray'r 
 But wishes to be often there. 
 Pray'r makes the darkened cloud withdraw; 
 Pray'r climbs the ladder Jacob saw- — 
 Gives exercise to faith and love — 
 Brings every blessing from above. 
 Restraining pray'r — we cease to fight; 
 Pray'r makes the Christian's armor bright; 
 And Satan trembles when he sees 
 The weakest saint upon his knees. 
 
 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. 
 
 i Were half the breath thus vainly spent, 
 To heaven in supplication sent — 
 
122 PRAYER AND 
 
 Your cheerful song would offner be, 
 
 " Hear what the Lord hath done for me !" 
 
 X 0£) Metre 5. Cookham, 
 
 1 TTOLY Jesus, lovely Lamb, 
 XjL Thine and only thine I am ; 
 Take my body, spirit, soul, 
 Only thou possess the whole. 
 
 2 Thou my dearest object be, 
 Let me ever cleave to thee; 
 Let me choose the better part, 
 Let me give thee all my heart. 
 
 3 Whom have 1 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; 
 
 Pleased with what thy love provides. 
 Wean'd from all the world besides. * 
 
 löO Metre 16. Mendon. 
 
 1 T AMB of God for sinners slain, 
 1^ To thee 1 humbly pray ; 
 Heal me of my grief and pain, 
 O take my sins away. 
 
"■**- 
 
 SUPPLICATION. 123 
 
 From this bondange, Lord, release 5 
 
 No longer let me be oppress'd : 
 Jesus, Master, seal my peace, 
 
 And take me to thy breast. 
 I Wilt thou cast a sinner out, 
 
 Who humbly comes to thee? 
 No, my God, I cannot doubt, 
 
 Thy mercy is for me : 
 Let me then obtain the grace, 
 
 And be of Paradise possest : 
 Jesus, Master, seal my peace, 
 
 And take me to thy breast. 
 
 3 Wordly good I do not want : 
 
 Be that to others giv'n : 
 Only for thy love I pant ; 
 
 My all on earth or heav'n ; 
 This the crown I fain would seize, 
 
 The good wherewith I would be blest ; 
 Jesus, Master, seal my peace, 
 
 And take me to thy breast. 
 
 4 This delight I fain would prove, 
 
 And then resign my breath, 
 Join the happy few whose love, 
 
 Was mightier than death. 
 Let it not my Lord displease, 
 
 That I would die to be thy guest ! 
 Jesus, Master, seal my peace, 
 
 And take me to thy breast ! 
 
 tO I Metre 12. Deliverance. 
 
 I 1 YTOW shall a lost sinner in pain, 
 
124 
 
 PRAYER AND 
 
 When brought into bondage again, 
 What hops of a second release! 
 
 Will mercy itself be so kind 
 To spare such a rebel as me ? 
 
 And O, can I possibly find 
 
 Such plenteous redemption in thee ? 
 
 O Jesus, of thee 1 inquire. 
 
 If still thou art able to save. 
 The brand to pluck out of the fire, 
 
 And ransom my soul from the grave ; 
 The help of thy Spirit restore, 
 
 And show me the life-giving blood ; 
 And pardon a sinner once more, 
 
 And bring me again unto God, 
 
 O Jesus, in pity draw near, 
 
 Come quickly to help a lost soul, 
 To comfort a mourner appear, 
 
 And make a poor Lazarus whole : 
 The balm of thy mercy apply. 
 
 Thou seest the soar anguish I feel ; 
 Save, Lord, or 1 perish, I die, 
 
 O save, or 1 sink into hell ! 
 
 I sink if thou longer delay 
 
 Thy pardoning mercy to show : 
 Come quickly, and kindly display, 
 
 The pow'r of thy passion below : 
 By all thou hast done for my sake, 
 
 One drop of thy blood 1 implore : 
 Now, now let it touch me, and make 
 
 The sinner a sinner no more. 
 
SUPPLICATION» 125 
 
 C. M. Bangor — Balerma, 
 
 1 TESTIS, thou art the sinner's friend, 
 *J As such, I look to thee ; 
 
 Now in the bowels of thy love, 
 
 Lord, remember me ! 
 
 2 Remember thy pure word of grace, 
 
 Remember Calvary ! 
 Remember all thy dying groans, 
 And then remember me. 
 
 3 Thou wondrous Advocate with God, 
 
 1 yield myself to thee ; 
 
 While thou art sitting on thy throne, 
 O Lord, remember me ! 
 
 4 1 own I'm guilty, own I'm vile, 
 
 But thy salvation's free; 
 Then in thy all-abounding grace, 
 
 Lord, remember me ! 
 
 5 How'e'er forsaken or distress'd, 
 
 Howe'er oppress'd I be ; 
 Howe'er afflicted here on earth, 
 Do thou remember me ! 
 
 6 And when J close my eyes in death, 
 
 And creature helps all flee, 
 Then O my great Redeemer-God, 
 
 1 pray, remember me ! 
 
 S\j C. M. Dubli?i. 
 
 1 j ORD, teach thy servants how to pray, 
 ! / With rev'rence and with fear ; 
 Though dust and ashes, yet we may, 
 We must to thee draw near. 
 
126 PRAYER AND 
 
 2 We come, then, God of grace, to thee ! 
 
 Give broken, contrite hearts ; 
 Give what thine eye delights to see, 
 Truth in the inward parts. 
 
 3 Give deep humility — the sense 
 
 Of godly sorrow give ; 
 A strong desiring confidence 
 To see thy face and live. 
 
 4 Give faith in that one Sacrifice 
 
 Which can for sin atone ; 
 To cast our hopes, to fix our eyes 
 On Christ — on Christ alone. 
 
 5 Give patience still to wait and weep, 
 
 Though mercy long delay — 
 Courage our fainting souls to keep, 
 And trust thee, though thou slay. 
 
 6 Give these — and then thy will be done ! 
 
 Thus strengthened with all might, 
 We, through thy Spirit and thy Son, 
 Shall pray, and pray aright. 
 
 140 
 
 Metre 10. Unitia — Stockbridgi 
 
 1 /^ OME Lord from above, the mountains remov» 
 V^ O'erlLirn all that hinders the course of thy lov( 
 
 My bosom inspire, enkindle the fire, 
 
 And wrap my whole soul in the flames of desirc 
 
 2 I languish and pine for the com (ort divine, 
 O when shall I say, my Beloved is mine ? 
 I've chosen the good part, my portion thou art: 
 O Love, let me find thee, O God, in my heart ! 
 
 3 For this my heart sighs, nothing else can suffice 
 How Lord, can I purchase the pearl of great price 
 
supplication. 127 
 
 It cannot be bought ; thou know'st I have nought, 
 Not an action, a word, or a truly good thought. 
 
 But I hear a voice say, without money you may 
 Receive it, whoever hath nothing to pay ; 
 Who on Jesus relies, without money or price, 
 The pearl of forgiveness and holiness buys. 
 
 The blessing is free, so, Lord, let it be : 
 I yield that thy love should be given to me ; 
 I freely receive what thou freely dost give, 
 And consent to thy love, in thine Eden to live. 
 
 The gift I embrace, the Giver I praise, 
 I And ascribe my salvatiou to Jesus's grace ; 
 It came from above, the foretaste I prove, 
 And I soon shall receive all thy fulness of love. 
 
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 C. M. Suffield. 
 
 1 1/TY God, consider my distress, 
 [VjL -Let mercy plead my cause ; 
 Though 1 have sinned against thy grace, 
 I ne'er forget thy laws, 
 ■'Mil ! 2 Forbid, forbid the sharp reproach, 
 no« i Which I so justly fear ; 
 
 iiylofi ! Uphold my life, uphold my hope, 
 Nor let my shame appear. 
 
 Be thou a surety, Lord, for me, 
 
 Nor let the proud oppress ; 
 But make thy waiting servant see 
 
 The shinings of thy face. 
 
 
 4 My eyes with expectation fail ; 
 My heart within me cries, 
 
128 PRAYER AND 
 
 " When will the Lord his truth fulfill 
 And bid my comforts rise ? 
 
 5 Look down upon my sorrows, Lord, 
 And show thy grace the same : 
 Thy tender mercies still afford 
 To those that love thy name. 
 
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 CM. Liberty UalU 
 
 WITH my whole heart I've sought thy fac 
 O let me never stray 
 From thy commands, Gad of grace, 
 
 Nor tread the sinner's way. 
 Thy word I've hid within my heart, 
 
 To keep my conscience clean, 
 And be an everlasting guard 
 
 From every rising sin. 
 I'm a companion of the saints, 
 
 Who fear and love the Lord ; 
 My sorrows rise, my nature fainst, 
 
 When men transgress thy word. 
 While sinners do thy gospel wrong, 
 
 My Spirit stands in awe ; 
 My soul abhors a lying tongue, 
 
 But loves thy righteous law. 
 
 My heart with sacred rev'rence hears 
 The threat'nings of thy word ; 
 
 My flesh, with holy trembling, fears 
 The judgments of the Lord. 
 
 6 My God, 1 long, I hope, 1 wait, 
 For thy salvation still j 
 
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 While thy whole law is my delight, 
 And 1 obey thy will. 
 
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 1ESUS, the spring of joys divine, 
 Whence all oar hopes and comforts flow ; 
 Jesus, no other name but thine 
 Can save us from eternal woe. 
 
 In vain would boasting reason find 
 The way to happiness and God ; 
 Her weak directions leave the mind 
 Bewildered in a dubious road. 
 
 Nor other name will heav'n approve; 
 
 Thou art the true, the living Way, 
 [Ordained by everlasting love, 
 |To the bright realms of endless day. 
 
 Irlere let our constant feet abide, 
 [Vor from the heavenly path depart ; 
 |0 let thy Spirit, gracious Guide ! 
 direct our steps and cheer our heart. 
 
 >afe lead us through this world of night, 
 Vnd bring us to the blissful plains,— 
 The regions of unclouded light, 
 Vhere perfect joy forever reigns. 
 
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 IESUS, my Savior, brother, friend, 
 On w T hom 1 cast my every care, 
 >n whom for all things I depend, 
 ispire. and then accept my prayer, 
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130 
 
 PRAYER AND 
 
 2 If I have tasted of thy grace, 
 
 The grace that sure salvation brings ; 
 If with me now thy Spirit stays, 
 And hov'ring, hides me in his wings : 
 
 3 Still let him with my weakness stay, 
 Nor for a moment's space depart ; 
 Evil and danger turn away. 
 
 And keep till he renew my heart. 
 
 4 When to the right or left J stray, 
 His voice behind me may 1 hear, 
 
 (i Return, and walk in Christ the way, 
 Fly back to Christ, for sin is near. 
 
 5 His sacred unction from above, 
 Be still my comforter and guide, 
 Till all the stony he remove, 
 And in my loving heart reside. 
 
 6 Jesus, I fain would walk in thee, 
 From nature's every path retreat: 
 Thou art my way, my leader be, 
 And set upon the rock my feet. 
 
 7 Uphold me Savior, or I fall ; 
 
 O reach me out thy gracious hand! 
 Only on thee for help I call. 
 Only by laith in thee 1 stand. 
 
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 /10ME, gracious Spirit, heav'nly Dove, 
 I ; With light and comfort from above, 
 Be thou our guardian, thou our guide, 
 O'er ev'ry thought and step preside. 
 
 
SUPPLICATION. 131 
 
 Conduct us safe, conduct us far 
 
 From every sin and hurtful snare ; 
 
 Lead to thy word that rules must give, 
 
 And teach us lessons how to live. 
 
 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. 
 
 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 pastures stray. 
 
 Lead us to God, our final rest, 
 
 In his enjoyment to be bless'd 
 
 Lead us to heav'n, the seat of bliss, 
 
 Where pleasure in perfection is. 
 
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 1 1 ESÜS' precious name excels 
 J Jordan's streams, and Salem's wells ; 
 Thirsty sinners, come and draw, 
 Quench the flames of Sinai's law, 
 
 Fearful sinners, come and try ; 
 Draw and drink a sweet supply ; 
 Christ is ever full and free ; 
 Sinner, come, where'er you be. 
 
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 INVITATION, 
 
 3 See the waters springing up, 
 To revive your languid hope ; 
 Fill your vessels as it rolls, 
 And refresh your weary souls. 
 
 4 Lo ! the Spirit now invites ! 
 Lo ! the cheerful bride unites ; 
 Jesus calls, be not afraid, 
 
 Lo ! for you the well was made. 
 
 5 Haste you to the Lamb of God, 
 Seek salvation in his blood ; 
 
 in it there is boundless store 
 For ten thousand thousand more. 
 
 6 Let us still our vessels bring 
 To the soul-refreshing spring ; 
 Constant let our praises rise, 
 Till we drink above the skies. 
 
 l4l CM, Christ's InvitatM 
 
 1 A MAZING sight! the Savior stands, 
 f\ And knocks at every door ! 
 
 Ten thousand blessings in his hands 
 To satisfy the poor. 
 
 2 l < Behold," he saith, « I bleed and die 
 
 To bring you to my rest : — 
 Hear, sinner, while I'm passing by, 
 And be forever blest. 
 
 3 « Will you despise my bleeding love, 
 
 And choose the way to hell ? 
 Or in the glorious realms above, 
 With me forever dwell? 
 
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 INVITATION. 133 
 
 4 ** Not to condemn your wretched race 
 
 Have I in judgment come ; 
 But to display unbounded grace, 
 And-bring lost sinners home. 
 
 5 " Will you go down to endless night, 
 
 And bear eternal pain ? 
 Or in the glorious realms of light 
 With me forever reign ? 
 
 6 « Say — will you hear my gracious voice. 
 
 And have your sins forgiv'n ? 
 Or will you make that wretched choice. 
 And bar yourselves from heav'n V 
 
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 X) DAY, if ye will hear his voice, 
 
 Now is the time to make your choice ; 
 Say, will you to Mount Zion go? 
 Say, will you have this Christ or no ? 
 
 ;an<lsj Ye wandering souls, who find no rest, 
 Say, will you be forever blest? 
 Will you be saved from sin and hell ? 
 Will you with Christ in glory dwell ? 
 
 d die J Come now, dear youth, for ruin bound, 
 Obey the gospel's joyful sound ; 
 
 -, | Come, go with us, and you shall prove 
 The joy of Christ's Redeeming love. 
 
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 Once more we ask you in his name — 
 For yet his love remains the same — 
 Say, will you to Mount Zion go ? 
 Say, will you have this Christ or no ? 
 
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 INVITATION. 
 
 5 Leave all your sports and glittering toys, 
 Come share with us eternal joys ; 
 Or must we leave you bound to hell — 
 Then, dear young friends, a long farewell. 
 
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 Metre 60. Healing Fountain 
 
 SEE the Fountain open'd wide, 
 That from pollution frees us, 
 Flowing from the wounded side, 
 Of our immanuel Jesus ! 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 Ho! every one that thirsts, 
 
 Come ye to the waters ; 
 Freely drink and quench your thirst, 
 With Zion's sons and daughters. 
 Sinners, hear the Savior's call, 
 
 Consider what you } re doing ; 
 Jesus Christ can cleanse you all, 
 Will you not come unto him? 
 
 Ho ! every one that thirsts, &c. 
 Dying sinners, come and try ; 
 
 These waters will relieve you : 
 Without money come and buy, 
 
 For Christ will freely give you. 
 
 Ho ! every one that thirsts, &c. 
 He w T ho drinks shall never die ; 
 These waters fail him never : 
 Sinners come, and now apply, 
 And drink, and live forever. 
 Ho ! every one that thirsts, &c. 
 
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 INVITATION. 135 
 
 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 that thirsts, &c. 
 
 6 See the woman at the well, 
 
 Conversing with the Savior ; 
 
 Soon she found that he could tell 
 
 The whole of her behavior. 
 
 Ho ! every one that thirsts, &c. 
 
 7 When she asked, and thus obtain'd 
 
 A drink, her heart was flaming; 
 Thus the gift divine she gain'd, 
 And ran to town proclaiming, 
 Ho ! every one that thirsts, &c. 
 
 8 The thief had only time to think, 
 
 And tell the doleful story ; 
 Jesus gave him leave to drink, — 
 He drank, and rled to glory. 
 
 Ho ! every one that thirsts, &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 that thirsts, &c. 
 
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 Metre 10. Stockbridse, 
 
 OALL that pass by, to Jesus draw near ; 
 He utters a cry, ye sinners, give ear ! 
 From hell to retrieve you he spreads out his hands, 
 Now, now to receive you he graciously stands. 
 
136 INVITATION. 
 
 
 2 If any man thirst and happy would be, 
 
 The vilest and worst may come unto me ; . 
 May drink of my Spirit, excepted is none, 
 Lay claim to my merit, and take for his own, 
 
 3 Whoever receives the life-giving word, 
 In Jesus believes, his God and his Lord; 
 In him a pure river of life shall arise; 
 Shall in the believer spring up to the skies. 
 
 4 My God and my Lord ! thy call I obey, 
 My soul on thy word of promise I stay : 
 Thy kind invitation I gladly embrace, 
 Athirst for salvation, salvation by grace. 
 
 5 O hasten the hour, send down from above 
 The Spirit of power, of health and of love : 
 Of filial fear, of knowledge and grace; 
 
 Of wisdom and prayer, of joy and of praise ; 
 
 6 The Spirit of faith, of faith in thy blood, 
 Which saves us from wrath & brings ustoGodj 
 Removes the huge mountain of indwelling sin] 
 And opens a fountain that washes us clean. 
 
 Metre 11. Watchman's Cah\ 
 
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 \A/ HYsleepwe, my brethren! come let us arise 
 YV O why should we slumber in sight of th 
 prize : 
 Salvation is nearer, our days are far spent, 
 O let us be active ; awake and repent. 
 
 2 Oh how can we slumber ! the Master is come, 
 And calling on sinners to seek them a home ; 
 The Spirit and Bride now in concert unite, 
 Xhe weary they welcome, the careless invite. 
 
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 i O, how can we slumber, our foes are awake; 
 To ruin poor souls every effort they make, 
 T' accomplish their object no means are untried, 
 The careless they comfort, the wakeful misguide, 
 
 0, how can we slumber when so much was done 
 To purchase salvation by Jesus the Son! 
 Now mercy is proffered, and justice display'd, 
 Now God can be honored and sinners be saved. 
 
 0, how can we slumber, when death is so near, 
 And sinners are sinking to endless despair; 
 Now prayers may avail and gain the high prize, 
 Before they in torment shall lift up their eyes. 
 
 0, how can ye slumber, ye sinners, look round. 
 Beforethe last trumpet your hearts !■ ha 1 1 confound; 
 0, fly to the Savior, he calls thee to-day ; 
 "While mercy is waiting, O make no delay. 
 
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 YE thirsty for God, to Jesus give ear, 
 And take, through his blood, a power to 
 draw T near ; 
 His kind invitation, ye sinners, embrace, 
 .f :1 | Accepting salvation, salvation by grace. 
 
 Sent down from above, who governs the skies, 
 tin vehement love, to sinners, he cries, 
 " Drink into my Spirit who happy would be, 
 And all things inherit by coming to me, 53 
 
 Savior of all, thy word we believe, 
 |And come at thy call, thy grace to receive; 
 The blessing is given wherever thou art : 
 The earnest of heaven is love in the heart. 
 
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 INVITATION. 
 
 
 4 To us at thy feet, the Comforter give ; 
 Who gasp to admit thy Spirit and live ; 
 The weakest believers acknowledge for thine, 
 And fill us with rivers of water divine. 
 
 ]_0O Metre 33. Star in the East. 
 
 1 T) ESTLESS thy Spirit, poor wandering sinne 
 W) Restless and roving — O come to thy home 
 Return to the arms — to the bosom of mercy; 
 
 The Savior ot sinners invites thee to come, j 
 
 2 Darkness surrounds thee, and tempests are risinf 
 
 Fearful and dangerous the path thou hast tro 
 
 But mercy shines forth in the rainbow of promig- 
 
 To welcome the wanderer home to his God, 
 
 Peace to the storm in thy soul shall be spoken j| 
 Guilt from thy bosom be banish'd away; 
 
 And heav'n's sweet breezes, o'er death s rollif 
 billows, 
 Shall waft thee at last to the regions of day. 
 
 But oh, if regardless of God's gracious warninf 
 
 Afar from his favor your soul must remove 
 May you never hear — never feel the dread s*| 
 tence ; 
 
 But live to his ffl 
 
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 and die in his love. 
 
 104; L. M. Abingdon 
 
 ARK! the Redeemer, from on high, 
 Sweetly invites his favorites nigh; 
 From caves of darkness and of doubt, 
 He gently speaks and calls us out. 
 
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 Dear Lord, our thankful heart receives 
 The hope thine invitation gives ; 
 ;J ' To thee our joyful lips shall raise 
 The voice of prayer and of praise. 
 
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 INVITATION. 139 
 
 " My dove, who hidest in the rock, 
 Thine heart almost with sorrow broke ; 
 Lift up thy face, forget thy fear, 
 And let thy voice delight mine ear. 
 
 " Thy voice to me sounds ever sweet ; 
 My graces in thy countenance meet ; 
 Though the vain world thy face despise, 
 'Tis bright and comely in mine eyes." 
 
 1 am my Love's and he is mine, 
 Our hearts, our hopes, our passions join ; 
 Nur let a motion nor a word, 
 j roll i Nor thought, arise to grieve my Lord. 
 
 My soul to pastures fair he leads, 
 Among the lilies where he feeds ; 
 Among the saints, (whose robes are white 
 Washed in his blood) is his delight. 
 
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 Jill the day break and shadows flee, 
 Till the sw T eet dawning light I see, 
 Thine eyes to me-ward often turn, 
 Nor let my soul in darkness mourn. 
 
 Be like a hart on mountains green, 
 Leap o'er the hills of fear and sin j 
 Nor guilt, nor unbelief, divide 
 My Love, my Savior, from my side. 
 
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 Metre 9. Lenox. 
 
 1 /"*iOME, every pious heart, 
 
 \j That loves the Savior's name, 
 
 Your noblest pow'rs exert, 
 To celebrate his fame : 
 Tell all above, and all below, 
 The debt of love to him you owe. 
 
 2 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. 
 
 3 He left his starry crown, 
 
 And laid his robes aside ; 
 On wings of love camp down, 
 
 And wept, and bled, and died : 
 What he endured, O who can tell, 
 To save our souls from death and hell ! 
 
 4 From the dark grave he rose, 
 
 The mansions of the dead ; 
 And thence his mighty foes, 
 
 In glorious triumph led : 
 Up through the sky the Conq'ror rode, 
 And reigns on high, the Savior God. 
 
 5 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. 
 
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 6 Jesus, we ne'er can pay 
 
 The debt we owe thy love, 
 Yet tell us how we may 
 
 Our gratitude approve, 
 Our hearts, our all to thee we give : 
 The gift, though small thou wilt receive» 
 
 LOO CM. Divinity* 
 
 1 / \H what amazing words of grace 
 XJ Are in the gospel found ! 
 Suited to every sinner's case, 
 
 Who knows the joyful sound. 
 
 2 Poor, sinful, thirsty, fainting souls, 
 
 Are freely welcome here ; 
 Salvation, like a rive, rolls, 
 Abundant, free, and clear. 
 
 3 Come then, with all your wants and wounds^ 
 
 Your every burden bring! 
 Here love, unchanging love abounds, 
 A deep, celestial spring ! 
 
 4 Whoever will — O gracious word ! 
 
 Shall of this stream partake ; 
 Come thirsty souls, and bless the Lord,, 
 And drink for Jesus' sake ! 
 
 5 Millions of sinners, vile as you, 
 
 Have here found life and peace ; 
 Come, then, and prove its virtues too,, 
 And drink, adore, and bless. 
 
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 1 TJpHE Savior calls — let every ear 
 JL Attend the heav'nly sound : 
 
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 INVITATION. 
 
 Ye doubting souls, dismiss your fear, 
 
 Hope smiles reviving round. 
 For every thirsty, longing heart, 
 
 Here streams of bounty flow : 
 And life, and health, and bliss impart, 
 
 To banish mortal woe. 
 Here springs of sacred pleasure rise, 
 
 To ease your every pain; 
 (Immortal fountain ! full supplies !) 
 
 Nor shall we thirst in vain. 
 
 Ye sinners, come — 'tis mercy's voice, 
 
 The gracious call obey : 
 Mercy invites to heav'nly joys — 
 
 And can you yet delay. 
 
 Dear Savior, draw reluctant hearts, 
 
 To thee let sinners fly, 
 And take the bliss thy love imparts, 
 
 And drink, and never die. 
 
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 Hebron, 
 
 TTJHTLE life prolongs its precious light, 
 V V Mercy is found, and peace is given ; 
 But soon, ah soon ! approaching night 
 Shall blot out every hope of heaven. 
 
 While God invites, how blest the day ! 
 
 How sweet the gospel's joyful sound ! 
 " Come sinners, haste, oh haste away, 
 
 While yet a pardoning God he's found. 
 
 Soon, borne on time's most rapid wing, 
 Shall death command you to the grave, 
 
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 INVITATION. 143 
 
 I Before his bar your spirits bring, 
 
 And none be found to hear or save. 
 
 | In that lone land of deep despair, 
 
 No Sabbath's heavenly light shall rise ; 
 
 | No God regard your bitter prayer. 
 
 i Nor Savior call you to the skies.- 
 
 } No wonders to the dead are shown, 
 (The wonders of redeeming love ;) 
 
 i No voice his glorious truth makes known, 
 Nor sings the bliss of climes above. 
 
 I Silence, and solitude, and gloom, 
 In these forgetful realms appear, 
 
 ! Deep sorrows fill the dismal tomb, 
 And hope shall never enter there. 
 
 1 y C . M . Awful Majesty. 
 
 1 ^jINNERS, the voice of God regard ; 
 i) 'Tis mercy speaks to-day; 
 
 He calls you by his sov'reign 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. 
 
 4 Why will you in the crooked ways 
 
 Of sin and folly go ? 
 
144 INVITATION. 
 
 In pain you travel all your days 
 To reap immortal woe ! 
 
 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 sov'reign Lord, 
 And learn his will divine. 
 
 7 His love exceeds your highest thoughts ; 
 
 He pardons like a God ; 
 He will forgive your num'rous faults, 
 Through a Redeemer's blood. 
 
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 L. M. Devotion» 
 
 1 nPHE voice of my Beloved sounds, 
 
 J^ Over the rocks and rising grounds ; 
 O'er hills of guilt, and seas of grief, 
 He leaps, he flies to my relief. 
 
 2 Now, through the vail of flesh, 1 see, 
 With eyes of love he looks at me ; 
 Now in the gospel's clearest glass, 
 He shows the beauties of his face. 
 
 3 Gently he draws my heart along, 
 Both with his beauties and his tongue; 
 
 " Rise," saith my Lord, " make haste awaj 
 No mortal joys are worth thy stay. 
 
 4 "The Jewish wintry state is gone, 
 The mists are lied, the spring comes on, 
 

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 INVITATION. 145 
 
 The sacred turtle-dove we hear 
 Proclaim the new, the joyful year, 
 " Th ? immortal Vine of heavenly root, 
 Blossoms and buds, and gives her fruit." 
 Lo, we are come to taste the wine : 
 Our souls rejoice and bless the Vine. 
 And when we hear our Jesus say, 
 " Rise up, my Love, and haste away ;" 
 Our hearts would fain outfly the wind, 
 And leave all earthly love behind. 
 
 Ul Metre 40. Boundless Mercy, 
 
 1 TAROOPING souls, no longer grieve, 
 X) Heaven is propitious ; 
 If in Christ you do believe, 
 
 You will find him precious; 
 Jesus now is passing by, 
 
 Calls the mourners to him, 
 Brings salvation from on high— 
 
 Now look up and view him. 
 I From his hands, his feet, his side, 
 
 Runs 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 ever free 
 
 Drooping souls to gladden ; 
 Jesus calls, " Come unto me 
 
 Ye weary, heavy laden ; 
 
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 INVITATION, 
 
 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, 
 
 1 will go and prove him ; 
 if he takes my sins away, 
 
 Surely 1 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 flows ! 
 
 Now 1 know, I feel it ; 
 Tongue cannot trie half disclose, 
 
 Yet L long to tell it. 
 Jesus blood has heal'd my wound : 
 
 O the wondrous blessing! 
 I, through mercy now have found, 
 
 All in him possessing. 
 
 1\)Z L. M. Tender Thoug 
 
 1 POME hither, all ye weary souls, 
 \J Ye heavy laden sinners come, 
 I'll give you rest from all your toils, 
 
 And bring you to my heavenly home. 
 
 2 « They shall find rest that learn of me ; 
 
 I'm of a meek and lowly mind ; 
 But passion rages like the sea, 
 
 And pride is wrestless as the wind. 
 
 3 " Bless'd is the man whose shoulders take 
 
 My yoke and bear it with delight ; 
 
INVITATION. 147^ 
 
 My yoke is easy to his neck, 
 
 My grace shall make the burden light. 
 Jesus, we come at thy command : 
 
 With faith, and hope, and humble zeal, 
 Resign our spirits to thy hand, 
 
 To mould and guide us at thy will. 
 
 Metre 56. Royal Proclamation, 
 1 I T EAR the royal proclamation, 
 Xj[ The glad tidings of Salvation, 
 Publishing to every creature, 
 To the ruin'd sons of nature. 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 Jesus reigns, he reigns victorious, 
 Over heav ? n and earth most glorious, 
 Jesus reigns. 
 
 I See the royal banner flying, 
 Hear the heralds loudly crying, 
 " Rebel sinners, royal favor, 
 Now is offered by the Savior. 
 Jesus reigns. 
 
 } Turn unto the Lord most holy? 
 Shun the paths of vice and folly ; 
 Turn, or you are lost forever; 
 Oh ! now turn to God the Savior. 
 Jesus reigns. 
 
 I Here is w 7 ine, and milk, and honey, 
 Come and purchase without money; 
 Mercy, flowing like a fountain, 
 ijf Streaming from the holy mountain, 
 Jesus reigns. 
 
148 INVITATION. 
 
 5 For this love, let rocks and mountains, 
 Purling streams, and crystal fountains, 
 Roaring thunders, lightning blazes, 
 Shout the great Messiah's praises. 
 Jesus reigns. 
 
 
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 Metre 7. Dresden 
 
 1 f N ;OME ye sinners, poor and needy, 
 XJ Weak and wounded, sick and sore, 
 Jesus ready stands to save you, 
 
 Full of pity, love and pow'r ; 
 
 He is able, 
 He is willing, doubt no more. 
 
 2 Now, ye needy, qome and welcome, 
 
 God's free bounty glorify ; 
 True belief and true repentance, 
 Every grace that brings you 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 the Spirit's glimm'ring beam. 
 
 4 Come ye weary, heavy-laden, 
 
 Bruised and mangled by the fall, 
 If you tarry till you're better, 
 Yon will never come at all, 
 
 Not the righteous, 
 Sinners Jesus came to call. 
 
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 INVITATION. 
 
 Agonizing in the garden, 
 
 Lo i your Maker prostrate lies ! 
 On the bloody tree behold him. 
 Hear him cry before he dies, 
 
 « It is rinish'd I" 
 Sinners, will not this suffice ? 
 Lo ! th' incarnate God ascending 
 Pleads the merit of his blood ; 
 Venture on him, venture freely ; 
 Let no other trust intrude : 
 
 None but Jesus, 
 
 Can do helpless sinners good. 
 
 7 Saints and angels join in concert, 
 
 Sing the praises of the Lamb, 
 
 While the blissful seats of heaven 
 
 Sweetly echo with his name : 
 
 Hallelujah ! 
 Sinners here may do the same. 
 
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 1 T7E wretched, hungry, starving poor, 
 
 X Behold a royal feast ! 
 Where mercy spreads her bounteous store, 
 For every humble guest. 
 
 2 There Jesus stands with open arms ; 
 
 He calls — he bids you come : 
 Though guilt restrains, and fear alarms, 
 Behold, there yet is room. 
 
 2 Oh come, and with his children taste 
 The blessings of his love; 
 While hope expects the sweet repast 
 Of nobler joys above. 
 
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 INVITATION. 
 
 4 There, with united heart and voice, 
 
 Before th' Eternal throne, 
 Ten thousand thousand souls rejoice, 
 In songs on earth unknown. 
 
 5 And yet ten thousand thousand more 
 
 Are welcome still to come : 
 Ye longing souls, the grace adore, 
 And enter while there's room. 
 
 166 S.M. 
 
 1 T7E sinners, fear the Lord, 
 
 Aylesbury, 
 
 While yet 'tis called to-day ; 
 Soon will the awfnl voice of death 
 Command your soul away. 
 
 Soon will the harvest close ; 
 
 The summer soon be o'er ; 
 And soon your injured, angry God, 
 
 Will hear your prayers no more. 
 
 Then while 'tis called to-day, 
 
 O hear the gospel sound ; 
 Come, sinner, haste — oh haste away, 
 
 While pardon may be found. 
 
 COMFORT IN TRIBULATION. 
 
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 CM. Augusta. 
 
 F Paul in Cesar's court must stand, 
 He need not fear the sea ; 
 
 8Lo, 
 
COMFORT IN TRIBULATION. 151 
 
 Secured from harm on every hand 
 By the divine decree. 
 
 2 Although the ship wherein he sail'd, 
 
 By dreadful storms was toss'd ; 
 The promise over all prevail'd 
 And not a life was lost. 
 
 3 Jesus, the God whom Paul adored, 
 
 Who saves in time of need 
 Was then confess'd by all on board 
 A present help indeed. 
 
 4 Though neither sun nor stars were seen, 
 
 Paul knew the Lord was near, 
 And faith preserved his soul serene, 
 When others shook with fear. 
 
 5 Believers thus are toss'd about 
 
 On life's tempestuous main, 
 But grace assures beyond a doubt, 
 They shall their port, attain. 
 
 6 They must, they shall appear one day, 
 
 Before their Savior's throne ; 
 The storms they meet with by the way 
 But make his power known. 
 
 7 Their passage lies across the brink 
 
 Of many a threat'ning wave ; 
 The world expects to see them sink, 
 But Jesus lives to save. 
 
 8 Lord, though w-e are but feeble worms, 
 
 Yet since thy word is past, 
 We'll venture through a thonsand storms, 
 To see thy face at last. 
 
152 COMFORT IN TRIBULATION. 
 
 16 
 
 C. M. Solon. 
 
 1 r\PPRESS'D with fear, oppressed with grief, 
 V / To God I breath'd my cry : 
 
 His mercy brought divine relief, 
 And wiped my tearful eye. 
 
 2 His mercy chased the shades of death, 
 
 And snacthM me from the grave : 
 O may his praise employ that breath 
 Which mercy deigns to save. 
 
 3 Come, O ye saints ! your voices raise 
 
 To God in grateful songs : 
 And let the memory of his grace 
 Inspire your hearts and tongues. 
 
 4 Her deepest gloom, when sorrow spreads, 
 
 And light and hope depart, 
 His smiles celestial morning sheds, 
 And joy revives the heart. 
 
 5 Then let my utmost glory be 
 
 To raise thy honors high : 
 Nor let my gratitude to thee 
 In guilty silence die. 
 
 6 To thee, my gracious God, 1 raise 
 
 My thankful heart and tongue ; 
 O be thy goodness and thy praise 
 My everlasting song ! 
 
 169 
 
 'W 
 
 Metre 8. Missionary Farewell. 
 OULD Jesus have the sinner die ? 
 Why hangs he then on yonder tree ? 
 
 w^mm^m^mmma 
 
COMFORT IN TRIBULATION. 153 
 
 What means that strange expiring cry ? 
 
 (Sinner, he prays for you and me;) 
 " Forgive them, Father, O forgive, 
 They know not that by me they live !" 
 0, Jesus descended from above, 
 
 Our loss of Eden to retrieve ; 
 Great God of universal love, 
 
 If all the world through thee may live, 
 In us a quiek'ning Spirit be, 
 And witness thou hast died for me. 
 
 3 Thou loving all-atoning Lamb, 
 
 Thee by thy-, painful agony, 
 Thy bloody sweat, thy grief and shame, 
 
 Thy cross and passion on the tree, 
 Thy precious death and life — [ pray 
 Take all, take all my sins away. 
 
 4 O let me kiss thy bleeding feet, 
 
 And bathe and wash them with my tears ; 
 The story of thy love repeat 
 
 In every drooping sinner's ears ; 
 That all may hear the quickening sound: 
 Since I, even 1 have mercy found. 
 
 5 O let. thy love my heart constrain, 
 
 Thy love for every sinner free, 
 That every fallen son of man, 
 
 May taste the grace that found out me ; 
 That all mankind with me may prove, 
 Thy sovereign, everlasting love. 
 
154 INFINITE MERCY. 
 
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 INFINITE MERCY. 
 
 170 
 
 ■T) 
 
 Metre 5. Earnest Call» 
 
 EPTH of mercy ! can there be, 
 
 Mercy still reserved for me ? 
 Can my God his wrath forbear? 
 Me, the chief of sinners spare ? 
 I have long withstood his grace, 
 Long provoked him to his face; 
 Would not hearken to his calls, 
 Grieved him by a thousand falls. 
 
 Kindled his relentings are, 
 Me he now delights to spare ; 
 Cries, " How can 1 give thee up ?" 
 Lets the lifted thunder drop. 
 
 There for me the Savior stands ; 
 
 Shows his wounds and spreads his hands! 
 
 God is love ! I know, 1 feel ; 
 
 Jesus weeps and loves me still. 
 
 Jesus answer from above, 
 
 Is not all thy nature love ? 
 
 Wilt thou not the wrong forget ? 
 
 Suffer me to kiss thy feet ? 
 
 Now incline me to repent ! 
 Let me now my fall lament ! 
 Now my foul revolt deplore ! 
 Weep, believe, and sin no more. 
 
INFINITE MERCY. 155 
 
 171 
 
 Metre 11. Protection. 
 
 1 TT OW firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord, 
 .JLJl Is laid for your faith in his excellent word ! 
 What more can he say than to you he hath said, 
 Who unto the Savior for refuge have fled ? 
 
 2 "Fear not, I am with thee, O be not dismay'd, 
 For I am thy God and will still give thee aid ; 
 
 I'll strengthen thee, help thee, and cause thee to 
 
 sla-nd, 
 Upheld by my righteous, omnipotent hand. 
 
 3 "When thro' the deep waters I call thee to go, 
 The rivers of sorrow shaii not overflow ; 
 
 For I will be with thee thy troubles to Jbless, 
 And sanctify to thee thy deepest distress. 
 
 4 " When thro' fiery trials thy pathway shall lie, 
 My grace all-sufficient shal^be thy supply ; 
 The flames shall not hurt thee — I only design 
 Thy dross to consume and thy gold to refine. 
 
 5 " E'en down to old age all my people shall prove, 
 My sovereign, eternal, unchangeable love; 
 
 And then, when grey hairs snail their temples 
 
 adorn, 
 Like lambs they shall still in my bosom be borne. 
 
 6 " The soul that on Jesus hath l-ean'd for repose, 
 I will not, I will not desert to his foe*; 
 
 That soul, though all hell fhould endeavor to 
 
 shake, 
 I'll never, no never, no never forsake. 
 
156 1FF1NITE MERCY. 
 
 \_.4-:& CM. Rockingham. 
 
 1 TJ OW condescending: and how kind 
 J~| Was God's eternal Son ! 
 
 Our misery reach'd his heav'nly mind, 
 And pity brought him down. 
 
 2 When Justice by our sins provoked, 
 
 Drew forth its dreadful sword, 
 He gave his soul up to the stroke, 
 Without a murm'ring word. 
 
 3 He sunk beneath our heavy woes, 
 
 To raise us to his throne ; 
 There's ne'er a gift his hand bestows, 
 But cost his heart a groan. 
 
 4 This was compassion like a God, 
 
 That, when the Savior knew 
 The price of pardon was his blood, 
 His pity ne'er withdrew. 
 
 5 Now, though he reigns exalted high, 
 
 His love is still as great : 
 
 Well he remembers Calvary, 
 
 Nor lets his saints forget. 
 
 6 Here we behold his bowels roll 
 
 As kind as w T hen he died, 
 And see the sorrows of his soul 
 Bleed through his wounded side. 
 
 7 Here we receive repeated seals 
 
 Of Jesus' dying love ; 
 Hard is the wretch that never feels 
 One soft affection move. 
 
INFINITE MERCY. 157 
 
 8 Here let our hearts begin to melt, 
 While we his death record, 
 And, with our joy for pardon'd guilt, 
 Mourn that we pierc'd the Lord. 
 
 m 
 
 Metre 6. "Refuge, 
 
 1 • Tl'/f Y God ! thy boundless love we praise : 
 
 Jj'S How bright on high its glories blaze — - 
 
 How sweetly bloom below ! 
 It streams from thy eternal throne ; 
 Through heav*n its joys forever run, 
 
 And o'er the earth they flow. 
 
 2 'Tis love that gilds the vernal ray, 
 Adorns the flowery robe of May ; 
 
 Perfumes the breathing gale: 
 'Tis love that loads the plenteous plain, 
 With blushing fruits and golden grain, 
 
 And smiles o'er every vale. 
 
 3 But in thy gospel it appears 
 In sweeter, fairer characters, 
 
 And charms the ravished breast: 
 There love immortal leaves the skies, 
 To wipe the drooping mourner's eyes 
 
 And give the weary rest. 
 
 4 There smiles a kind, propitious God, 
 There flows a dying Savior's blood, 
 
 The pledge of sins forgiv'n I 
 There faith, bright cherub, points the way 
 To regions of eternal day. 
 
 And opens all her heav'n. 
 
158 INFINITE MERCY. 
 
 5 Then in redeeming love rejoice, 
 My soul ! — and hear a Savior's voice, 
 
 That calls thee to the skies ; 
 Above life's empty scenes aspire, 
 Its sordid cares and mean desire, — 
 
 And seize th' eternal prize. 
 
 174 
 
 S. M. Ninety-Thin 
 
 1 ll/TY soul, with joy attend, 
 |YJ_ 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 treach'rous world 5 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 " Unnumbered 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 raised for their defence : 
 Where is the pow'r shall reach them there ? 
 Or what shall force them thence." 
 
 6 Enough, my gracious Lord, 
 
 Lat faith triumphant cry : 
 My heart can on this promise live, 
 Can on this promise die. 
 
175 
 
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 THE LOVE OF GOD. 
 
 K 
 
 L. M. Devotion, 
 
 1 f\F all the joys we mortals know, 
 \J Jesus, thy love exceeds the rest ; 
 Love, the best blessing here below, 
 
 The highest rapture of the blest. 
 
 2 While we are held in thine embrace, 
 
 There's not a thought attempts to rove; 
 Each smile that's seen upon thy face, 
 Fixes, and charms, and fires our love. 
 
 3 When of thine absence we complain, 
 
 And long, and weep, and humbly pray; 
 There's a strange pleasure in the pain, 
 
 Those tears are sweet which mourn thy stay % 
 
 4 When round thy courts by day we rove, 
 
 Or ask the watchmen of the night 
 For some kind tidings from above, 
 Thy very name creates delight. 
 
 5 Jesus, our God, descend and come ; 
 Our eyes would dwell upon thy face; 
 
 'Tis heav'n to see our Lord at home, 
 And feel the presence of his grace. 
 
 176 
 
 L. M. Kimhohon. 
 
 1 QO let our lives and lips express 
 k) The holy gospel we profess ; 
 So let our works and virtues shine, 
 To prove the doctrine all divine. 
 
160 THE LOVE OF GOD. 
 
 2 Thus shall we best proclaim abroad 
 The honor of our Savior God ; 
 When the salvation reigns within, 
 And grace subdues the power of sin, 
 
 3 Our flesh and sense must be denied; 
 Passion and envy, iust and pride : 
 While justice, temperance, truth and love 
 Our inward piety approve. 
 
 4 Religion bears our spirits up, 
 While we expect that blessed hope, 
 The bright appearance of the Lord, 
 And faith stands leaning on his word. 
 
 177 
 
 L. M. Bridgewater — Shoeh 
 HO is this fair one in distress, 
 That travels through the wilderness. 
 And prest with sorrows and with sins, 
 On her beloved Lord she leans. 
 
 2 This, is the spouse of Christ our God, 
 Bought with the treasure of his blood; 
 And her request and her complaint, 
 
 Is but the voice of every saint. 
 
 3 " O let my name engraven stand, 
 Both on thy heart and on thy hand, 
 Seal me upon thine arm, and w r ear 
 The pledge of love forever there, 
 
 4 " Stronger than death thy love is known, 
 Which floods of wrath could never drown ; 
 And hell and earth in vain combine 
 
 To quence a fire so much divine. 
 
THE LOVE OF GOD. 161 
 
 3 " But I am jealous of my heart, 
 Lest it from thee should once depart ; 
 Then let thy name be well impressed, 
 As a fair signet on my breast. 
 
 5 "Till thou hast brought me to thy home, 
 Where fears and doubts can never come, 
 Thy count'nance let me often see, 
 And often thou shalt hear from me. 
 
 7 " Come, my beloved, haste away, 
 Cut short the hours of thy delay ; 
 Fly like a youthful hart or roe 
 Over the hills where spices grow." 
 
 178 
 
 Metre 10. TJnitia, 
 
 1 / I TELL me no more of this world's vain store, 
 \J The time for such trifles with me now is o'er; 
 A country I've found where tine joys abound, 
 To dwell I'm determined on that happy ground. 
 
 The souls that believe, in glory shall live, 
 And me in that number will Jesus receive; 
 My sou!, don't delay — he calls thee away, 
 Jtise, follow thy Savior, and bless the glad day, 
 
 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 wondrous my journey will 
 Prove. 
 
 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 loved me, I cannot tell why. 
 6 
 
162 
 
 THE LOVE OF GOD. 
 
 5 But this I do 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 may share 
 These blessings — to seek them will none of you 
 
 dare ? 
 In bondange, O why! in death will you lie, 
 When one here assures you free grace is so nigh? 
 
 179 
 
 i I)egc 
 
 D Ant 
 
 Metre 10. 
 
 Stoc&bridge. 
 
 ONE unbelief! my Savior is near, 
 id for my relief will surely appear : 
 By pray'r let me wrestle, and he will perform, 
 With Christ in the vessel, I smile at the storm. 
 
 2 Though dark be my way, since he is my guide, 
 'Tis mine to obey, 'lis his to provide : 
 Though 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'U leave me at last in trouble to sink ; 
 Each sweet Ebenezer, I have in review, 
 Confirms his good pleaureto help me quite thro'. 
 
 4 Why should I comp'ain of want and 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. 
 
 5 Since all that I meet shall work for my good, 
 The bitter is sweet, the medicine food ; 
 
 Tho' painful at present, 'twill cease betöre long 
 And then, Ü how pleasant— the conqueror's song 
 
THE LOVE OF GOD. 163 
 
 lOU Metre 4. Charleston. 
 
 1 /"] OD is love ; his mercy brightens, 
 VT All the path in wlv.ch we move : 
 Bliss he forms, and woe he lightens : 
 
 God is light, and God is love. 
 
 2 Chance and change are busy ever; 
 
 Worlds decay, and ages move; 
 But his mercy waneth never : 
 I God is light, and God is love. 
 
 3 E'en the hour that darkest seemeth 
 
 Will his changeless goodness prove ; 
 From the mist his brightness streameth ; 
 God is light, and God is love. 
 
 4 He with earthly cares entwineth 
 
 Hope and comfort from above; 
 Every where his glory shineth : 
 God is light, and God is love. 
 
 181 
 
 Metre 21. Eden of Love. 
 
 HOW sweet to reflect on those joys that await 
 me '. 
 In yen blissful region the haven of rest, 
 
 Where glorified spirits with welcome shall greet 
 
 me, 
 And lead me to mansions prepared for the blest ; 
 Encircled in light, and with glory enshrouded, 
 My happiness perfect, my mind's sky unclouded, 
 I'll" bathe in the ocean of pleasure unbounded. 
 And range with delight through the Eden of 
 
 Love. 
 
164 THE LOVE OF GOD. 
 
 2 While angelic legions, with harps tuned celestial 
 Harmoniously join in the concert of praise, 
 The saints, as they flock from the reginos terre* 
 
 trial, 
 In loud hallelujahs their voices will raise : 
 Then songs of the Lamb shall re-echo through 
 
 heaven, 
 My soul will respond. To Immanuel be given 
 AM glory, all honor, all might and dominion, 
 Who brought us through grace to the Eden of 
 Love. 
 
 3 Then hail, blessed state ! Hail, ye songsters of 
 
 glory ! 
 Ye harpers of bliss, soonl'll meet you above, 
 And join your full choir in rehearsing the story, 
 "Salvation from sorrow, through Jesus's love.' 
 Though prisoned in earth, yet by anticipation, 
 Already my soul feels a sweet preiibation 
 Of joys that await me, when freed from probation' 
 My heart's now in heaven, the Eden of Love. 
 
 Metre 11. Conversion, 
 
 TPjjy mercy, my God, isthe theme of my song 
 X The joy of my heart and the boast of my 
 
 tongue ; 
 Thy free grace alone, from the first to the last, 
 Hath won my affections, and bound my soul fa 
 
 2 Without thy sweet mercy I could not live here; 
 Sin soon would reduce me to utter despair : 
 But through thy free goodness my spirit revive, 
 And he that first made me still keeps me alive. 
 
Jmorning hymns. 165 
 
 3 Thy mercy is more ihari a match for my heart, 
 Which wonders to feel its own hardness depart ; 
 Dissolved by the sunshine, I fall to the ground, 
 And weep to the praise of the mercy I 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 come seeking mercy for Jesus's sake. 
 
 5 Thy me rev in Jesus exempts me from hell ; 
 Its glories Til sing, and its wonders I'll tell ; 
 'Twas Jesus, my friend, when he hung on the tree, 
 Who open 'd the channel of mercy for me. 
 
 6 Great Father of mercies! thy goodness 1 own, 
 And the covenat Uwe of thy crucified Son : 
 All praise to the Spirit, whose whisper divine 
 Seals mercy, and pardon, and righteousness mine! 
 
 MORNING HYMNS. 
 
 P$3 
 
 L. M. [Hebron — Devotion, 
 
 SWEET is the work, my God, my King, 
 To praise thy'name,givethanks,and sing, 
 To show thy love by morning light, 
 And talk of all thy truths at night. 
 Sweet is the day of sacred rest ; 
 No mortal cares shall seize my^breast ; 
 O may my heart in tune^be found G&Säl 
 
 Like David, s harp of solemn sound. 
 
166 MORNING HYMNS. 
 
 3 My heart shall triumph in my Lord, 
 And bless his works, and bless his word ; 
 Thy works of grace, how bright they shine ! 
 How deep thy counsels ! how divine ! 
 
 4 Fools never raise their thoughts so high ; 
 Like brutes they live, like brutes they die; 
 Like grass they flourish, till thy breath 
 Blasts them in everlasting death. 
 
 5 But 1 shall share a glorious part 
 
 When grace hath we!! refined my heart, 
 And fresh supplies of joy are shed 
 Like holy oil to cheer my head. 
 
 6 Sin (my worst enemy before) 
 
 Shall vex my eyes and ears no more ; 
 My inward foes shall all be slain, 
 Nor Satan break my peace again. 
 
 7 Then shall 1 see/and hear, and know 
 All 1 desired or w r ish'd below; 
 And every power find sweet employ 
 Jn that eternal world of joy. 
 
 1Ö4 C. M. Consolation. 
 
 NCE more, my soul, the rising day 
 Salutes thy waking eyes ; 
 Once more, my voice, thy tribute pay 
 To him that rules the skies. 
 
 '(f 
 
 Night unto night his name repeats, 
 The day renews the sound, 
 
 Wide as the heaven on which he sits 
 To turn the seasons round. 
 
MORNING HYMNS. 167 
 
 'Tis he supports my mortal frame ; 
 
 My tongue shall speaks his praise; 
 My sins would rouse his wrath to flame, 
 
 And yet his wrath delays 
 On a poor worm thy power might tread, 
 
 And I could ne'er withstand ; 
 Thy justice might have crushed me dead, 
 
 But mercy held thy hand. 
 
 A thousand wretched souls are fled 
 
 Since the last setting sun, 
 And yet thou lengthenest out my theard, 
 
 And yet my moments run. 
 
 Dear God, let all my hours be thine, 
 
 Whilst I enjoy the light ; 
 Then shall my sun in smiles decline, 
 
 And bring a pleasant night. 
 
 Metre 55. Holy Rest. 
 
 I A GAIN the day returns of holy rest, 
 Jj^_ Which, when He made the world, Jehovah 
 
 blest ; 
 When, like his own, He bid our labors cease, 
 And all be piety, and all be peace. 
 
 I Let us devote this consecrated day, 
 To learn his will, and all we learn obey ; 
 So shall we hear, when fervently we raise 
 Our supplication, and our songs of praise. 
 
 t Father of heaven! in whom our hopes confide, 
 Whose power defends us, and whose precepts 
 guide j 
 
168 MORNING HYMNS. 
 
 In life our Guardian — and in death our Friend 
 Glory supreme be thine — till time shall end. 
 
 J_OU CM. Balerma—Mear. 
 
 ORD, in the morning thou shalt hear 
 
 TOI 
 
 My voice ascending high ; 
 To thee will I direct my prayer, 
 To thee lift up mine eye. 
 
 2 Up to the hills where Christ is gone, 
 
 To plead for all his saints, 
 Presenting at his Father's throne, 
 Our songs and our complaints. 
 
 3 Thou art a God, before whose sight 
 
 The wicked shall not stand ; 
 
 Sinners shall ne'er be thy delight, 
 
 Nor dwell at thy right hand. 
 
 4 But to thy house will I resort, 
 
 To taste thy mercies there; 
 I will frequent thy holy court, 
 Aud worship in thy fear. 
 
 5 O may thy Spirit guide my feet, 
 
 In ways of righteousness, 
 Make every path of duty straight, 
 And plain before my face. 
 
 6 My watchful enemies combine 
 
 To tempt my feet astray ; 
 They flatter with a base design 
 To Make my soul their prey. 
 
 7 Lord, crush the serpent in the dust, 
 
 And all his plots destroy ; 
 
MORNING HYMNS. 169 
 
 While those that in thy mercy trust 
 For ever shout for joy. 
 
 The men that love and fear thy name, 
 
 Shall see their hopes fufill'd; 
 The mighty God will compass them 
 
 With favor, as a shield. 
 
 187 
 
 Metre 5. Cool-ham. 
 
 1 "VTOW the shades of night are gone ; 
 XN Now the morning light is come j 
 Lord, may I be thine to-day — 
 Drive the shades of sin away. 
 
 2 Fill my soul with heav'nly light, 
 Banish doubt, and cleanse my sight ; 
 In thy service, Lord, to-day, 
 
 Help me labor, help me pray. 
 
 3 Keep my haughty passion bound — 
 Save me from my foes around ; 
 Going out and coming in, 
 
 Keep me safe from every sin. 
 
 4 When my work of life is past, 
 Oh ! receive me then at last ! 
 Night of sin will be no more, 
 When 1 reach the heavenly shore. 
 
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 CM. Liberty Hall. 
 
 Y lovely Jesus, while on earth, 
 Arose before 'twas day j 
 And to a solitary place 
 Departed, there to pray. 
 
170 MORNING HYMNS. 
 
 2 I'll do as did my blessed Lord — 
 
 His footsteps I will trace ; 
 I love to meet him in the grove, 
 And view his smiling face. 
 
 3 Early I'll rise, and sing and pray, 
 
 While I the light enjoy ; 
 May this bless'd work from day to-day, 
 My heart and tongue employ. 
 
 lOy C. M. Dublin. 
 
 1 r\ REAT God, preserved by thine arm, 
 Vj" I pass the shades of night ; 
 Serene — and safe from every harm, 
 
 And see returning light. 
 
 2 Oh ! let the same Almighty care 
 
 My wakeful hours defend ; 
 From every danger, every snare, 
 My heedless steps defend. 
 
 3 Smile on my minuses as they roll, 
 
 And guide my future days ; 
 And let thy goodness fill my soul 
 With gratitude and praise. 
 
 lUU C. M. Augusta. 
 
 1 TTTHEN we with welcome slumber press'd 
 
 V V Had closed our weary eyes, 
 A power unseen secured our rest, 
 And made us joyful rise. 
 
 2 Numbers this night have doubtless met 
 
 Their Jong eternal doom ; 
 
MORNING HYMNS. 171 
 
 And lost the joy of morning light, 
 In death's tremendous gloom. 
 
 But life to us its light prolongs, 
 
 Let warmest thanks arise ; 
 Great God, accept our morning songs, 
 
 Our willing sacrifice. 
 
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 C. M. Mear. 
 
 1 |H OD of my life, my morning song 
 \T To thee I cheerful raise; 
 
 Thy acts of love 'tis good to sing, 
 And pleasant 'tis to praise. 
 
 2 Preserved by thy Almighty arm, 
 
 I passed the shades of night, 
 Serene — and safe from every harm, 
 To see the morning light. 
 
 3 While numbers spent the night in sighs, 
 
 And restless pains and woes, 
 
 In gentle sleep I closed my eyes 
 
 And rose from sweet repose. 
 
 4 When sleep, death's image 5 o'er me spread, 
 
 And 1 unconscious lay, 
 Thy watchful care was round my bed, 
 To guard my feeble clay. 
 
 5 let the same Almighty care 
 
 Through all this day attend ; 
 From every danger, every snare, 
 My heedless steps defend. 
 
 6 Smile on my minutes as they roll, 
 
 And guide my future days ; 
 And let thy goodness fill my soul 
 With gratitude and praise. 
 
172|J EVENING HYMNS. 
 
 EVENING HYMNS. 
 
 192 
 
 S. M. Shirland. 
 
 fPHE day is past and gone, 
 JL The evening shades appear, 
 O may we all remember we)!. 
 The night of death draws near. 
 
 We lay our garments by, 
 
 Upon our beds to rest ; 
 So death will soon disrobe us all 
 
 Of what we here possess. 
 
 Lord, keep us safe this night, 
 
 Secure from all our fears ; 
 May angels guard us while we sleep, 
 
 Till morning light appears. 
 
 And if we early rise, 
 
 And view th' unwearied sun ; 
 
 May we set out to win the prize, 
 And after glory run ! 
 
 And when our days are past, 
 And we from time remove, 
 
 may we in thy bosom rest, 
 The bosom of thy love ! 
 
 O 
 
 L. M. Roc/ch ridge. 
 
 1 r\ LORY to thee, my God, this night, 
 VT For all the blessings of the light ; 
 Keep me, O keep rap, King of kings 
 Beneath thine own Almighty wings. 
 
EVENING HYMNS. 173 
 
 2 Forgive me, Lord, for thy dear Son, 
 The ill that 1 this day have done, 
 That with the world, myself, and thee, 
 I, 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, so that 1 may 
 
 ' Rise glorious at the awful day. 
 
 4 O 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 1. sleepless lie, 
 
 My soul with heavenly thought supply : 
 Let no ill dreams disturb my rest, 
 No powers of darkness me molest. 
 
 194 
 
 C. M. Liberty Ball. 
 
 1 1 ORD, thou wilt hear me when 1 pray; 
 J j I am forever thine : 
 
 I fear before thee all the day, 
 Nor would I dare to sin. 
 
 2 And while 1 rest my weary head, 
 
 From care and business free, 
 
 'Tis sweet conversing on my bed 
 
 With my own heart and thee. 
 
 3 I pay this evening sacrifice ; 
 
 And when my work is done, 
 Great God, my faith, my hope relies 
 Upon thy grace alone. 
 
174 EVENING HYMNS. 
 
 4 Thus, with my thoughts composed topeace 
 I'll give mine eyes to sleep ; 
 Thy hand in safety keeps my days 
 And will my slumbers keep. 
 
 1 VO C - M - Youthful Piety. 
 
 1 F \RE AD Sovereign, let my evening song 
 1 ) L ke holy incense, rise ; 
 
 Assist the offerings of my tongue, 
 To reach the lofty skies. 
 
 2 Through all the dangers of the day, 
 
 Thy hand was still my guard; 
 And still to drive my wants away. 
 Thy mercy stood prepared. 
 
 3 Perpetual blessings from above 
 
 Encompass me around ; 
 But O how few returns of love, 
 Hath my Creator found ! 
 
 4 What have I done for him that died 
 
 To save my wretched soul ! 
 How are my follies multiplied, 
 Fast as my minutes roll ! 
 
 5 Lord, with this guilty heart of mine, 
 
 To thy dear cross I flee, 
 And to thy grace my soul resign, 
 To be renewed by thee. 
 
 6 Sprinkled afresh with pard'ning blood, 
 
 I lay me down to rest, 
 As in th 7 embraces of my God, 
 Or in my Savior's breast. 
 
EVENING HYMNS. 175 
 
 196 
 
 CM. Divinity. 
 
 1 TNDULGENT Father, by whose care, 
 J[ I've pass'd another day, 
 
 Let me this night thy mercy share, 
 And teach me how to pray. 
 
 2 Show me my sins, and how to mourn 
 
 My guilt before thy face ; 
 Direct me, Lord, to Christ alone, 
 And save me by thy grace. 
 
 3 Let each returning night declare 
 
 The tokens of thy love ; 
 And every hour thy grace prepare 
 My soul for joys above. 
 
 4 And when on earth I close mine eyes 
 
 To sleep in death's embrace, 
 Let me to heaven and glory rise, 
 T' enjoy thy smiling face. 
 
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 CM. Awful Majesty. 
 
 A LL praise to him who dwells in bliss, 
 ]\_ Who made both day and night : 
 Whose throne is darkness in th' abyss 
 Of Uncreated light. 
 
 Each thought and deed, his piercing eyes 
 With strictest search survey ; 
 
 The deepest shades no more disguise, 
 Than the full blaze of day. 
 
 Whom thou dost guard, O King of kings, • 
 No evil shall molest : 
 
176 EVENING HYMNS. 
 
 Under the shadow of thy wings 
 Shall they securely rest. 
 
 4 Thy angels shall around their beds 
 
 Their constant stations keep: 
 Thy faith and truth shall shield their heads, 
 For thou dost never sleep. 
 
 5 May we with calm and sweet repose, 
 
 And heavenly thoughts refresh'd, 
 Our eyelids with the morn unclose, 
 And bless Thee, ever blest. 
 
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 Metre 12. New Jerusalem. 
 
 1 ] NSP1RER and Hearer of prayer, 
 
 I Before whom a sinner may bend ; 
 My all to thy covenant care, 
 1 sleeping or waking commend. 
 
 2 If thou art my shield and my sun, 
 
 The night is no darkness to me; 
 And fast as my moments roll on, 
 They bring me but nearer to thee. 
 
 3 From evil secure, and its dread, 
 
 I rest, if my Savior be nigh ; 
 And songs his kind presence indeed, 
 Shall in the night season supply. 
 
 4 He smiles, and my comforts abound ; 
 
 His ürace as the dew shall descend ; 
 And walls of salvation surround 
 The soul he delights to defend. 
 
EVENING HYMNS. 177 
 
 £ f7 €/ Metre 5. Sincerity, 
 
 1 QOFTLY now the light of day 
 ^*) Fades upon my sight away ; 
 Free from care — from labor free, 
 Lord, 1 would commune with thee. 
 
 2 Soon for me, the light of day 
 Shall forever pass away ; 
 Then, from sin and sorrow free, 
 Take me, Lord, to dwell with thee, 
 
 &{]{) CM. Rockingham. 
 
 1 J LOVE to steal awhile away, 
 X From every cumb'ring care; 
 And spend the hours of setting day 
 
 In humble, grateful prayer. 
 
 2 1 love in solitude to shed 
 
 The penitential tear, 
 And all His promises to plead, 
 Where'none but God can hear. 
 
 3 1 love to think on mercies past, 
 
 And future good implore, 
 And all my cares and sorrows cast 
 On him whom I adore, 
 
 4 I love by faith to take a view 
 
 Of brighter scenes in heaven ; 
 The prospect doth my strength renew 
 While here by tempest driven. 
 
 5 Thus, when life's toilsome day is o'er, 
 
 May its departing ray, 
 Be calm as this impressive hour, 
 And lead to endless day. 
 
178 FRAILTY OF MAN. 
 
 FRAILTY|OF MAN. 
 
 201 
 
 C. M. Dublin. 
 
 IORD, what is man, poor, feeble man, 
 j Born of the earth at first ? 
 His life a shadow, light and vain. 
 
 Still hast'ning to the dust ! 
 Oh what is feeble, dying man, 
 
 Or ail his sinful race, 
 That God should make it his concern 
 
 To visit him with grace! 
 That God, who darts his lightnings down, 
 
 Who shakes the worlds above, 
 What terrors wait his awful frown ! 
 
 How wondrous is his love ! 
 
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 '0 
 
 C. M. Mear. 
 
 UR God, our help in ages past, 
 Our hope for years to come, 
 Our shelter from the stormy blast, 
 And our eternal home! 
 
 Beneath the shadow of thy throne 
 Thy saints have dwelt secure ; 
 
 Sufficient is thy arm alone, 
 And my defence is sure. 
 
 Before the hills in order stood, 
 
 Or earth received her frame, 
 From everlasting thou art God, 
 
 To endless years the same. 
 
FRAILTY OF MAN. 179 
 
 4 Thy word commands our flesh to dust, 
 
 " Return, ye sons of men ; ,? 
 All nations rose from earth at first, 
 And turn to earth again. & 
 
 5 A thousand ages in thy sight 
 
 Are like an evening gone : 
 Short as the watch that ends the night 
 Before the rising dawn. 
 
 6 The busy tribes of flesh and blood 
 
 With all their lives and cares, 
 Are carried downwards by the Hood, 
 And lost in following years. 
 
 7 Time like an ever-rolling stream,' 
 
 Bears all its sons away : 
 
 They fly forgotten as a dream 
 
 Dies at the opening day. 
 
 8 Like flowery fields the nations stand, 
 
 Pleased with the morning light ; 
 The flowers beneath the mower's hand 
 Lie withered ere 'tis night. 
 
 9 Our God, our help in ages past, 
 
 Our hope for years to come, 
 Be thou our guard while troubles last, 
 And our eternal home. 
 
 /OUO C. M. Sußeld. 
 
 1 npEACH me the measure of my days, 
 X Thou Maker of my frame : 
 I would survey life's narrow space, 
 And learn how frail I am. 
 
180 FR A [LT Y OF MAN 
 
 2 A span is all that we can boast, 
 
 An inch or two of time ; 
 Man is but vanity and dust, 
 In all his flower and prime. 
 
 3 See the vain race of mortals move, 
 
 Like shadows o'er the plain : 
 They rage and strive, desire and love, 
 But all their noise is vain. 
 
 4 Some walk in honor's gaudy show, 
 
 Some dig for golden ore ; 
 They toil for heirs they know not who, 
 And straight are seen no more. 
 
 5 What should I wish or wait for then 
 
 From creatures, earth, and dust ? 
 They make our expectations vain, 
 And disappoint our trust. 
 
 6 Now I forbid my carnal hope, 
 
 My fond desires recall ; 
 1 give my mortal interest up, 
 And make my God my ail. 
 
 /vU4: s - M - Little Marlborough. 
 
 1 T ORD, what a feeble piece 
 |_j Is this, our mortal frame ! 
 
 Our life ! how poor a trifle 't is, 
 That scarce deserves the name ! 
 
 2 Alas, the brittle clay 
 
 That built our bodies first ! 
 And every month and every day 
 'Tis mouldering back to dust. 
 
FUNERAL. 181 
 
 \ 
 
 3 Our moments fly apace, 
 
 Our feeble powers decay, 
 Swift as a flood our hasty days 
 Are sweeping us away. 
 
 4 Yet if our days must fly, 
 
 We'll keep their end in sight, 
 We'll spend them all in wisdom's ways, 
 And let them speed their flight' 
 
 5 They'll waft us sooner o'er 
 
 This life's tempestuous sea: 
 Soon we shall reach the peaceful shore 
 Of bless'd eternity. 
 
 FUNERAL, 
 
 /CUO S - M - Aylesbury. 
 
 1 A ND must this body die ? 
 xi This mortal frame decay I 
 And must these active limbs of mine 
 
 Lie mouldernig in the clay 
 
 2 Corruption, earth, and worms, 
 
 Shall but refine this flesh, 
 Till my triumphant spirit comes, 
 To put it on afresh. 
 
 3 God, my Redeemer, lives, 
 
 And often from the skies 
 Looks down, and watches all my dust 
 Till he shall bid it rise 
 
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 FUNERAL. 
 
 4 Arrayed in glorious grace 
 
 Shall these vile bodies shine, 
 And every shape, and every face 
 Look heavenly and divine. 
 
 5 These lively hopes we owe, 
 
 To Jesus' dying love ; 
 We would adore his grace below, 
 And sing his power above. 
 
 6 Dear Lord, accept the praise 
 
 Of these our humble songs 
 Till tunes of nobler sound we raise, 
 With our immortal tongues. 
 
 /CUU C- M - Funeral Thought. 
 
 1 TT ARK! from the tombs a doleful sound, 
 JLl. Mine ears attend the cry ; 
 
 " Ye living men, come view T the ground, 
 Where you must shortly lie. 
 
 2 " Princes, this clay must be your bed, 
 
 In spite of all you towers : 
 The tall, the wise, the rev'rend head, 
 Must lie as low as ours." 
 
 3 Great God ! is this our certain doom ? 
 . And are we still secure ? 
 
 Still walking downward to the tomb, 
 And yet prepared no more ! 
 
 4 Grant us the power of quickning grace, 
 
 To fit our souls to fly ; 
 Then, when we drop this dying flesh, 
 We'll rise above the sky. 
 
FUNERAL. 183 
 
 JcU I C - M - St.Olaves. 
 
 1 T ORD, if thine eyes survey our faults, 
 J^ And justice grows severe, 
 Thy dreadful wrath exceeds our thoughts, 
 
 And burns beyond our fear. 
 
 2 Thine anger turns our frame to dust ; 
 By one offence to thee, 
 
 Adam, with all his sons, have lost 
 Their immortality. 
 
 3 Life, like a vain amusement, flies, 
 A fable or a song ; 
 
 By swift degrees our nature dies, 
 Nor can our joys be long. 
 
 4 'T is but a few whose days amount 
 To threescore years and ten ; 
 
 And all beyond that short account 
 Is sorrow, toil, and pain. 
 
 5 Our vitals, with laborious strife, 
 Bear up the crazy load, 
 
 And drag these poor remains of life 
 Along the tiresome road, 
 
 6 Almighty God, reveal thy love, 
 And not thy wrath alone ; 
 
 O let our sweet experience prove 
 The mercies of thy throne. 
 
 7 Our soul would learn the heavenly art 
 T' improve the hours we have, 
 
 That we may act the wiser part, 
 And live beyond the grave. 
 
184 FUNERAL. 
 
 m 
 
 J CM. Dublin. 
 
 1 VTTHY do we mourn departing friends, 
 Y'Y Or shake at death's alarms ? 
 
 'Tis but the voice that Jesus sends 
 To call them to his arms. 
 
 2 Are we not tending upward too, 
 
 As fast as time can move? 
 Nor should we wish the hours more slow, 
 To keep us from our love, 
 
 3 Why should we tremble to convey 
 
 Their bodies to the tomb ? 
 There the dear flesh of Jesus lay, 
 And left a long perfume- 
 
 4 The graves of all his saints he blest, 
 
 And softened every bed: 
 Where should the dying members rest, 
 JBut with their dying Head? 
 
 5 Thence he arose, ascending high, 
 
 And showed our feet the way ; 
 Up to the Lord our flesh shall fly, 
 At the great rising day. 
 
 6 Then let the last loud trumpet sound, 
 
 And bid our kindred rise ; 
 Awake, ye nations under ground, 
 Ye saints, ascend the skies. 
 
 /C/{jO C - M * Blessed Infancy. 
 
 1 rpHY life I read, my dearest Lord, 
 1 With transport all divine ; 
 
FUNERAL. ]85 
 
 Thine image trace in every word, — 
 Thy love in every line. 
 
 2 Methinks 1 see a thousand charms 
 
 Spread o'er thy lovely face, 
 While infants in thy tender arms, 
 Receive the smiling grace. 
 
 3 " I take these little lambs" said he, 
 
 " And lay them in my breast ; 
 Protection they shall find m 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 : 
 I'll give them tongues to sing my praise, 
 And hands to do my will." 
 
 6 His words the happy parents hear 
 
 And shout with joys divine, 
 Dear Savior, all we have and are 
 Shall be forever thine. 
 
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 'A 
 
 C. M. Salvation. 
 
 TTEND, young friends while 1 relate, 
 The dangers you are in : 
 The evils that around you wait, 
 
 While subject unto sin. 
 Although you flourish like the rose, 
 While in its branches green ; 
 
186 
 
 FUNERAL. 
 
 Your sparkling eyes in death must close. 
 No more will they be seen. 
 
 2 In silent shades you must lay down, 
 
 Long in your graves to dwell ; 
 Your friends will then stand weeping round, 
 
 And bid a long farewell. 
 How small this world will then appear 
 
 At the tremendous hour ; 
 When you Jehovah's voice shall hear, 
 
 And feel his mighty power. 
 
 3 In vain you'll mourn, your days are past 
 
 Alas those days are gone ; 
 Your golden hours are spent at last; 
 
 And never to return. 
 O come this moment and begin. 
 
 While life's sweet moments last, 
 Turn to the Lord, forsake all sin, 
 
 And he'll forgive what's past, 
 
 /CLL CM. Youthful Piety. 
 
 1 TAEATH! 'tis a melancholy day 
 1 / To those that have no God, 
 
 When the poor soul is forced away 
 To seek her last abode. 
 
 2 In vain to heaven she lifts her eyes ; 
 
 But guilt, a heavy chain, 
 Still drags her downwards from the skies, 
 To darkness, fire, and pain. 
 
 3 Awake and mourn, ye heirs of hell, 
 
 Let stubborn sinners fear ; 
 Y r ou must be driv'n from earth, and dwell 
 A Ions: forever there. 
 
FUNERAL, 187 
 
 4 See how the pit gapes wide for you, 
 
 And flashes in your face ; 
 And thou, my soul, look downward too, 
 And sing recovering grace. 
 
 5 He is a God of sovereign love, 
 
 Who promised heaven to me, 
 And taught my thoughts to soar above, 
 Where happy spirits be. 
 
 6 Prepare me, Lord, for thy right hand ; 
 
 Then come the joyful day ; 
 Come death, and some celestial band, 
 To bear my soul away. 
 
 /!jjLU CM. Resignation. 
 
 1 A ND let this feeble body fail, 
 XI And let it faint or die; 
 
 My soul shall quit the mournful vale, 
 
 And soar to worlds on high : 
 Shall join the disembodied saints, 
 
 And find its long sought rest 
 That only bliss for which it pants, 
 
 In the Redeemer's breast. 
 
 2 In hope ofthat immortal crown 
 
 1 now the cross sustain : 
 And gladly wander up and down, 
 
 And smile at toil and pain : 
 I'll suffer on my threescore years, 
 
 Till my Deliverer come : 
 And wipe away hi* servant's tears, 
 
 And take his exile home. 
 
 3 O what hath Jesus bought for me ! 
 
 Before my ravish'd eyes, 
 
188 FUNERAL. 
 
 Rivers of life divine .1 see, 
 
 And trees of Paradise ! 
 1 see a world of spirits bright, 
 
 Who taste the pleasure there! 
 They all are robed in spotless white 
 
 iVnd conq'ring palms they bear. 
 
 4 O what are all my sufferings here, 
 
 If. Lord, thou count me meet, 
 With that enraptured host t' appear. 
 
 And worship at thy feet! 
 Give joy or grief, give ease or pain, 
 
 Take life or friends away : 
 But let me find them all again 
 
 in that eternal day. 
 
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 Metre 12. Delii 
 
 1 ~ TOW blest is our brother, bereft 
 JlJL Of a " tnat can 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, 
 
 No 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 ; 
 No anger, henceforward, or shame, 
 
 Shall redden his innocent clay ; 
 Extinct is the animal flame, 
 
 And passion is vanished away. 
 
FUNERAL. 189 
 
 This languishing head is at vest ; 
 
 Its thinking and aching are o'er ; 
 This quiet, immovable breast, 
 
 Is heaved by affliction no more ; 
 This heart is no longer the seat 
 
 Of trouble and torturing pain ; 
 It ceases to flutter and beat — 
 
 It never shai! flutter again. 
 
 The lids he so seldom could c'ose, 
 
 By sorrow forbidden to sleep, 
 Sealed up in eternal repose, 
 
 Have strangely forgotten to weep; 
 These fountains can yield no supply — 
 
 These hollows from water are free ; 
 The tears are all wiped from these eyes, 
 
 And evils thev never shall see. 
 
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 L. M. Hebron. 
 
 THY should we start, and fear to die ? 
 What tim'rous worms we mortals are ! 
 
 Death is the gatp of endless joy, 
 And yet we dread to enter there, 
 fe The pains, the groans, and dying strife 
 Fright our approaching souls away ; 
 Stdl we shrink back again tu life, 
 Fond of our prison and our clay. 
 
 3 O ! if my Lord would come and meet, 
 My sou! should stretch her wings in haste, 
 Fly fearless through death's iron gate, 
 Nor feel the terrors as she passM, 
 
 f J^sus can make a dying bed 
 Feel soft as downy pillows are, 
 
190 
 
 FUNERAL. 
 
 While on his breast I lean my head, 
 And breathe my life out sweetly there, 
 
 215 
 
 C. M. Dublin. 
 
 1 'J HEE we adore. Eternal Name! 
 
 | And humbly own to thee, 
 
 How feeble is our mortal frame, 
 
 What dying worms are we! 
 
 2 Our wasting lives grow shorter still, 
 
 As months and da) s increase ; 
 And every beating pulse we tell, 
 Leaves but the number less. 
 
 3 The year rolls round and steals away 
 
 The breath that first it gave; 
 
 Whate'er we do, whate'er we be, 
 
 We're traveling to the grave. 
 
 4 Dangers stand t|)ick through ail the ground, 
 
 To push us to the tomb ; 
 And fierce diseases wait around, 
 To hurry mortals home. 
 
 g Good God ! on what a slender thread 
 Hang everlasting things! 
 Th' eternal state of all the dead 
 Upon life's feeble strings ! 
 
 6 Infinite joy, or endless woe, 
 
 Attends on every breath ; 
 And yet how unconcerned we go 
 Upon the brink of death. 
 
 7 Waken, O Lord, our drowsy sense 
 
 To walk this dang'rous road : 
 
FUNERAL. 
 
 191 
 
 And if our souls are hurried hence, 
 May they be found with God. 
 
 /j|U L. M. Supplication. 
 
 1 Q EMEMBER, Lord, our mortal state, 
 \\j How [rail our hie, how short the date! 
 Where is the man that draws his breath, 
 Sate from disease, secure from death. 
 
 2 Lord, while we see whole nations die, 
 Our flesh and strength repine and cry, 
 " Must death for even rage and reign ! 
 Or hast thou made mankind in vain ? 
 
 3 " Where is thy promise to the just ? 
 Are not thy servants turned to dust!" 
 But faith forbids these mournful sighs, 
 And sees the sleeping dust arise. 
 
 4 That glorious hour, that dreadful day, 
 Wipes t Lie reproach of saints away, 
 And clears the honor of thy word ; 
 Awake our souls and bless the Lord. 
 
 217 
 
 L. M. Solemnity. 
 
 1 rj HROUGH every age, eternal God, 
 
 | 1 hou art our rest, our safe abode; 
 High was thy throne ere heaven was made, 
 Or earth, thy humble footstool laid. 
 
 2 Long hadst thou reigned ere time began. 
 Or dust was fashioned into man : 
 
 And long thy kingdom shall endure 
 When earth and time shall be no more. 
 
192 «FUNERAL. 
 
 3 But man, weak man is born to die, 
 Made up or guilt and vanity : 
 
 Thy dreadful sentence, Lord, was just, 
 "Return ye sinners, to your dust." 
 
 4 A thousand years of ours amount 
 Scarce to a day in thine account; 
 Like yesterday's departing light. 
 Or the last watch of ending night. 
 
 5 Death, like an overflowing stream, 
 Sweeps us away ; our life's a dream : 
 An empty tale ; a morning flower, 
 Cut down and withered in an hour. 
 
 6 Our age to seventy years is set ; 
 
 How short the time, how frail the state! 
 
 And if to eighty we arrive, 
 
 We rather sigh and groan, than live. 
 
 7 But oh, how oft thy wrath appears, 
 And cuts off our expected years ! 
 Thy wrath awakes our humble dread ! 
 We fear the Power that strikes us dead. 
 
 8 Teach us. Lord, how frail is man ; 
 And kindly lengthen out the span, 
 Till a wise care of piety 
 
 Fits us to die and dwell with thee. 
 
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 'L 
 
 C. M. Youthful Piety. 
 
 ORD, must I die ? O let me die 
 Trusting in thee alone ! 
 My living testimony giv'n, 
 Then leave my dying one ! 
 
FUNERAL. 193 
 
 2 If I must die — oh let me die 
 
 In peace with all mankind ; 
 And change these fleeting joys below 
 For pleasures all refined. 
 
 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 Jordan should o'erflow its banks, 
 I'll boldly venture through. « 
 
 &[_*) C. M. Dublin. 
 
 HEN blooming youth is snatch'daway 
 
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 By death's resistless hand, 
 Our hearts the mournful tribute pay, 
 Which pity must demand. 
 
 While pity. prompts the rising sigh, 
 
 Oh, may this truth imprest 
 With awful pow'r, — " I too must die !" 
 
 Sink deep in every breast. 
 Let this vain world engage no more : 
 
 Behold the gaping tomb ! 
 It bids us seize the present hour : 
 
 To-morrow death may come. 
 
 The voice of this alarming scene 
 
 May every heart obey ; 
 Nor be the heavenly warning vain, 
 
 Which calls to watch and pray. 
 
194 
 
 JUDGMENT. 
 
 O let us fly— to Jesus fly, 
 
 Whose powerful arm can save ; 
 
 Then shall our hopes ascend on high, 
 And triumph o'er the grave. 
 
 Great God ! thy sovereign grace impart, 
 With cleansing, healing power; 
 
 This only can prepare the heart 
 For Death's surprising hour. 
 
 JUDGMENT. 
 
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 'S 
 
 C. M. Awful Majesty. 
 
 1NG to the Lord, ye heavenly hosts, 
 And thou, O earth, adore ; 
 
 Let death and hell, through all their coasts 
 Stand trembling at his power. 
 
 His sounding chariot shakes the sky, 
 He makes the clouds his throne ; 
 
 There all his stores of lightning lie 
 Till vengeance darts them down. 
 
 His nostrils breathe out fiery streams, 
 
 And from his awful tongue 
 A sovereign voice divides the flames, 
 
 And thunders roar along. 
 
 Think, O my soul, the dreadful day 
 
 When this incensed God 
 Shall rend the skies and burn the seas, 
 
 And fling his wrath abroad. 
 
JUDGMENT. 195 
 
 5 What shall the wretch, the sinner do ? 
 
 He once defied the Lord ! 
 But he shall dread the Thund'rer now, 
 And sink beneath his word. « 
 
 6 Tempests of angry fire shall roll, 
 
 To blast the rebel worm. 
 And beat upon his naked soul 
 In one eternal storm. 
 
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 Me tee 4. Melody. 
 
 1 Q1NNERS, take the friendly warning — 
 \) Soon that awful day shall break, 
 And the trumpet with its. dawning, 
 
 All the alumb'ring millions wake. 
 
 2 See assembled every nation ! 
 
 Lofty cities, temples, towers, 
 Wrapp'd in dreadful conflagration, 
 
 Earth and sea the flame devours. 
 3Ye who to the world dissemble, 
 
 While you practice deeds of night, 
 Sinners, now behold and tremble, 
 
 All your crimes are brough to light. 
 
 4 Lost in ease or carnel pleasure, 
 
 Sporting on the burning brink ; 
 
 Now you say you have no leisure, 
 
 You can find no time to think. 
 
 5 Ye who now conviction stifling, 
 Waste your time, the loss deplore ; 
 
 Hear the angel — cease your trifling — 
 " Time," he cries, " shall be no more." 
 
196 JUDGMENT. 
 
 6 Pause and hear the voice of reason — 
 Catch the moments as they fly 
 You who lose the present season, 
 You must all find time to die. 
 
 /C/C/C C. M. Sußeld. 
 
 ND must I be to judgment brought, 
 
 'A 1 
 
 And answer in that day. 
 For every vain and idle thought, 
 And every word I say ? 
 
 2 Yes, every secret of my heart 
 
 Shall shortly be made konwn, 
 And I receive my just desert 
 For all that I have done. 
 
 3 How careful then ought I to live ! 
 
 With what religious fear, 
 Who such a strict account must give 
 For my behavior here ! 
 
 4 Thou awful Judge of quick and dead, 
 
 The watchful pow'r bestow ; 
 So shall I to my ways take heed, 
 To all I speak or do. 
 
 5 If now thou standest at the door, 
 
 let me feel thee near ! 
 
 And make my peace with God, before 
 
 1 at thy bar appear. 
 
 4J&Ö Metre 7. Judgment. 
 
 1 T\AY of Judgment ! day of wonders ! 
 ±J Hark ! the trumpet's awful sound, 
 
JUDGMENT. 197 
 
 Louder than a thousand thunders, 
 Shake the vast creation round ! 
 How the summons 
 Will the sinner's heart confound ! 
 
 2 Se'e the Judge our nature wearing, 
 
 Cloth'd in majesty divine ! 
 You who long for his appearing, 
 
 They shall say " This God is mine !" 
 
 Gracious Savior ! 
 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 hearts, 
 When you hear your condemnation, 
 " Hence accursed wretch, depart ! 
 
 Thou with Satan 
 And his angels, have thy part !" 
 
 5 But to those w T ho have confessed, 
 
 Loved and served the Lord below, 
 He will say, " Come near, ye blessed ! 
 See the kingdom I bestow ! 
 
 You for ever 
 Shall my love and glory know." 
 
 6 Under sorrow#and reproaches, 
 
 May this thought our courage raise ; 
 
198 JUDGMENT. 
 
 Swiftly God's great day approaches, 
 Sighs will then be changed to praise ! 
 
 May we triumph, 
 When the world is in a blaze ! 
 
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 T O! 
 I J On 
 
 Metre 7. Dresden. 
 
 he comes in clouds decending, 
 
 ice for favord sinners slain ! 
 Thousand thousand saints attending, 
 Swell the triumph of his train ! 
 
 Hallelujah! 
 Jesus now shall ever reign ! 
 
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 Every eye shall now behold him 
 
 Rob'd in dreadful majesty : 
 Those who set at naught and sold him, 
 
 Pierc'd and nailM him to the tree, 
 Deeply wailing, 
 
 Shall the great Messiah see! 
 Every island, sea, and mountain, 
 
 Heav'n and earth shall flee aw T ay : 
 All who hate him, must, confounded, 
 
 Hear the trump proclaim the day : 
 Come to judgment ! 
 
 Come, to judgment, come away! 
 
 Now redemption long 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! 
 
 Answer thine own Bri(te and Spirit, 
 Hasten, Lord, the gen'ral doom ! 
 

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 JUDGMENT, 199 
 
 The new heaven and earth t' inherit, 
 
 Take thy pining exiles home : 
 All creation 
 
 Travails, groans, and bids thee come ! 
 Yea, Arnen! let all adore thee, 
 
 High on thine exalted throne ! 
 Savior, take the power and glory ; 
 
 Claim the kingdoms for thine own ! 
 O come quickly ! 
 
 Hallelujah ! come, Lord, come. 
 
 Metre 7. Littleton. 
 
 L | O ! he cometh ! countless trumpets 
 Jji Blow to raise the sleeping dead ; 
 'Mid ten thousand saints and angels, 
 See their great exalted Head ! 
 
 Hailelujah! 
 Welcome, welcome, Son of God, 
 
 2 Now his merit, by the harpers, 
 
 Through th' eternal deep resounds ; 
 Now resplendent shine his nail-prints, 
 Every eye shall see his wounds : 
 
 They who pierced him 
 Shall at his appearance wail. 
 
 3 Full of joyful expectation, 
 
 Saints, behold the Judge appear ; 
 Truth and justice go before him, 
 Now the joyful sentence hear ! 
 
 Hailelujah! 
 Welcome, welcome, Judge divine. 
 
 4 " Come, ye blessed of my Father, • ; 
 
 Enter into life and joy ! 
 
200 VANITY OF EARTHLY THINGS. 
 
 Banish all your fears and sorrows : 
 Endless praise be your employ !'* 
 
 Hallelujah! 
 Welcome, welcome to the skies. 
 5 Now at once they rise to glory 
 Jesus brings them to the King ; 
 There, with all the hosts of heaven, 
 They eternal anthems sing : 
 
 Hallelujah! 
 Boundless glory to the Lamb. 
 
 VANITY OF EARTHLY THINGS. 
 
 /U/6\) CM. Primrose. 
 
 1 \TTHY doth the man of riches grow 
 
 VV T° insolence and pride, 
 To see his wealth and honors flow 
 With every rising tide 1 
 
 2 Why doth he treat the poor with scorn, 
 
 Made of the self-same clay; 
 And boast, as though his flesh were born 
 Of better dust than they ? 
 
 3 Not all his treasures can procure 
 
 His soul a short reprieve, 
 Redeem from death one guilty hour, 
 Or make his brother live. 
 
 4 Eternal life can ne'er be sold, 
 
 The ransom is too high ; 
 
VANITY OF EARTHLY THINGS. 201 
 
 Justice will ne'er be bribed with gold, 
 That man may never die. 
 
 5 He sees the brutish and the wise, 
 
 The timorous and the brave, 
 Quit their possessions, close their eyes, 
 And hasten to the grave. 
 
 6 Yet 'tis his inward thought and pride 
 
 " My house shall ever stand ; 
 And that my name may long abide 
 I'll give it to my land." 
 
 7 Vain are his thoughts, his hopes are lost, 
 
 How soon his mem'ry dies ! 
 His name is buried in the dust 
 Where his own body lies. 
 
 8 This is the folly of their way ; 
 
 And yet their sons, as vain, 
 Approve the words their fathers say, 
 And act their works again. 
 
 9 Men, void of wisdom and of grace, 
 
 Though honor raise them high, 
 Live like the beast, a thoughtless race, 
 And like the beast they die. 
 
 10 Laid in the grave, like silly sheep, 
 
 Death triumphs o'er them there, 
 Till the last trumpet breaks their sleep, 
 And wakes them in despair. 
 
 £j£j J CM. Divinity. 
 
 1 TT OW vain are all things here below, 
 JT£ How false and yet how fair ! 
 
202 HEAVENLY JOY. 
 
 Each pleasure has its poison too, 
 And every sweet a snare, 
 
 2 The brightest things below the sky 
 
 Give but a flattering light ; 
 We should suspect some danger nigh 
 Where we possess delight, 
 
 3 Our dearest joys and nearest friends, 
 
 The partners of our blood, 
 How they divide our wav'ring minds, 
 And leave but half for God ! 
 
 4 The fondness of a creature's love, 
 
 How strong it strikes the sense ! 
 Thither the warm affections move, 
 Nor can we call them thence. 
 
 5 Dear Savior ! let thy beauties be 
 
 My soul's eternal food ; 
 And grace command my heart away 
 From all created sood. 
 
 HEAVENLY JOY. 
 
 /C/CCj C. M. Condescension. 
 
 I rpHERE is a house not made with hands, 
 J[ Eternal, and on high ; 
 And here my spirit waiting stands, 
 Till God shall bid it fly. 
 
HEAVENLY JOY. 203 
 
 2 Shortly this prison of my clay 
 
 Must be dissolved and fall ; 
 
 Then, Ü my soul, with joy obey 
 
 Thy heavenly Father's call. 
 
 3 'Tis he, by his Almighty grace, 
 
 That forms thee fit for heav'n ; / 
 And as an earnest of the place, 
 Has his own Spirit given. 
 
 4 We walk by faith of joys to come ; 
 
 Faith lives upon his word: 
 But while the body is our home, 
 We're absent from the Lord. 
 r 5 'Tis pleasant to believe thy grace ; 
 But we had rather see ; 
 We would be absent from the flesh, 
 And present, Lord, with thee. 
 
 ! Luö S. M. New Hope, 
 
 1 pOME we that love the Lord, 
 \J And let our joys be know : 
 Join in a song with sweet accord, 
 
 And thus surround the throne. 
 
 2 The sorrows of the mind, 
 
 Be banish'd from the place ! 
 , Religion never was designed 
 To make our pleasures less. 
 
 3 Let those refuse to sing 
 
 Who never knew our God, 
 But favorites of the heavenly King, 
 May speak their joys abroad. 
 
204 HEAVENLY JOY. 
 
 4 The God that rules on high, 
 
 And thunders when he please, 
 Who rides upon the stormy sky, 
 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 shall we 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 Sion 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 thro 5 Immanuels ground 
 To fairer worlds on high. 
 
 2)3\J C. M. Solon. 
 
 1 f\N Jordan's stormy banks I stand, 
 \J And cast a wishful eye 
 
HEAVENLY JOY. 205 
 
 To Canaan's fair and happy land, 
 Where my possessions lie. 
 
 2 Oh the transporting, rapt'rous scene 
 
 That rises to my sight! 
 Sweet fields arrayed it living green, 
 And rivers of delight. 
 
 3 There gen'rous 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 
 
 Shines one eternal day; 
 There God the Son for ever reigns, 
 And scatters night away. 
 
 5 No chilling winds, nor poisonous breath 
 
 Can reach that healthful shore : 
 Sickness and sorrow, pain and death, 
 Are felt and fear'd no more. 
 
 6 When shall 1 reach that happy place, 
 
 And be for ever blest ? 
 When shall I see my Father's face, 
 And in his bosom rest ? 
 
 7 Fill'd with delight, my raptur'd soul 
 
 Can here no longer stay, 
 Though Jordan's waves around me roll, 
 
 Fearless I'd launch away. 
 
 ÄÖL C. M. Felicity. 
 
 1 TT^ARTH has engross'd my love too long ! 
 Pi 'Tis time I lift mine eyes 
 
206 HEAVENLY JOY. 
 
 Upward, dear Father, to thy throne, 
 And to my native skies, 
 
 2 There the blest Man, my Savior, sits, 
 
 The God ! how bright he shines ! 
 And scatters infinite delight 
 On all the happy minds. 
 
 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 Fathers Equal down 
 To dwell in humble clay. 
 
 7 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 loved and died. 
 

 HEAVENLY JOY. 207 
 
 9 Then all at once, to living strains 
 
 They summon every chord, 
 Tell how he triumphed o'er his pains, 
 And chant the rising Lord. 
 
 10 Now let me mount and join their song, 
 
 And be an angel too ; 
 My heart, my hand, my ear, my tongue, — 
 Here's joyful work for you. 
 
 11 1 w T ould begin the music here, 
 
 And so my soul should rise ; 
 O, for some heavenly notes to bear 
 My passions to the skies ! 
 
 12 There ye that love my Savior sit, 
 
 There 1 would fain have place, 
 Among your thrones, or at your feet, 
 So 1 might see his face. 
 
 /CÖ/C C. M. Wiltshire— Solo?i. 
 
 1 "1 7 ROM thee, my God my joys shall rise,, 
 Jj And run eternal rounds, 
 
 Beyond the limits of the skies, 
 And all created bounds. 
 
 2 The holy triumphs of my soul 
 
 Shall death itself outbrave ; 
 Leave dull mortality behind, 
 And fly beyond the grave. 
 
 3 There, where my blessed Jesus reigns^ 
 
 In heaven's unmeasured space, 
 I'll spend a long eternity 
 In pleasure and in praise. 
 
208 HEAVENLY JOY. 
 
 4 Millions of years my wond'ring eyes 
 
 Shall o'er thy beauties rove, 
 And endless ages I'll adore 
 The glories of thy love. 
 
 5 Sweet Jesus ! every smile of thine 
 
 Shall fresh endearments bring ; 
 And thousand tastes of new delight 
 From all thy graces spring. 
 
 6 Haste, my Beloved, fetch my soul 
 
 Up to thy bless'd abode ; 
 Fly, for my spirit longs to see 
 My Savior and my God. 
 
 233 
 
 L. M. Devotion, 
 
 1 f\ FOR a sweet, inspiring ray, 
 \J To animate our feeble strains, 
 From the bright realms of endless day, 
 The blissful realms where Jesus reigns. 
 
 12 There low before his glorious throne, 
 
 Adoring saints and angels fall ; 
 
 And, with delightful worship, own 
 
 His smiles their bliss, their heav'n, their all. 
 
 3 Immortal glories crown his head, 
 
 While tuneful Hallelujahs rise, 
 And love, and joy, and triumph spread 
 Through all th' assemblies of the skies. 
 
 4 He smiles, and seraphs tune their songs 
 
 To boundless rapture while they gaze ; 
 Ten thousand thousand joyful tougues 
 Resound his everlasting praise. 
 
Metre 20. New Concord, 
 
 HEAVENLY JOY. 209 
 
 5 There all the favorites of the Lamb, 
 
 Shall join at last the heavenly choir; 
 Oh, may the joy-inspiring theme 
 Awake our faith and warm desire. 
 
 6 Dear Savior, let thy Spirit seal 
 
 Our int'rest in that blissful place ; 
 Till death remove this mortal vail, 
 And we behold thy lovely face. 
 
 234 
 
 1 r\fl ! how happy are they, 
 \J Who their Savior obey, 
 
 And have laid up their treasure above, 
 
 Oh what tongue can express 
 
 The sweet comfort and peace, 
 Of a soul in its earliest love. 
 
 2 ? T was 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. 
 
 3 Jesus, all the day long, 
 Was my joy and my song ; 
 
 Oh ! that more his salvation might see ; 
 
 He hath loved me, I cried, 
 
 He hath suffered and died, 
 To redeem such a rebel as me ! 
 
 4 Now my remnant of days 
 Would I spend in his praise, 
 
 Who hath died me from death to redeem ; 
 
210 HEAVENL\\JOY. 
 
 Whether many or few 
 All my days are his due — 
 May they all be devoted to him ? 
 
 5 What a mercy is this ! 
 What a heaven of bliss ! 
 
 How unspeakably happy am I ! 
 
 Gathered into the fold, 
 
 With believers enroil'd — 
 With believers to live and to die! 
 
 6 Lo ! the day's drawing nigh, 
 When, my soul, thou shalt fly 
 
 To the place thy salvation, began — 
 
 Where the Three and the One, 
 
 Father, Spirit, and Son, 
 Laid the scheme of redemption for man. 
 
 /vÖO C* M. Heavenly Jerusalem. 
 
 1 "I ERUSALEM ! my happy home, 
 J Name ever clear to me ! 
 When shall my labors have an end, 
 
 In joy, and peace, and thee ? 
 
 2 When shall these eyes thy heav'nbuilt walls 
 And pearly gates behold ? 
 
 Thy bulwarks, with salvation strong, 
 And streets of shining gold ? 
 
 3 O when, thou city of my God, 
 Shall I thy courts ascend, 
 
 Where congregations ne'er break up, 
 And sabbaths never end ? 
 
 4 There happier bowers than Eden's bloom, 
 
 Nor sin nor sorrow know : 
 
HEAVENLY JOY. 211 
 
 Bless'd seats ! through rude and stormy scenes 
 1 onward press to you. 
 
 5 Why should 1 shrink at pain or woe ? 
 
 Or feel at death dismay ? 
 I've Canaan's goodly land in view, 
 And realms of eddless day, 
 
 6 Apostles, martyrs, prophets, there, 
 
 Around my Savior stand : 
 And soon my friends in Christ below 
 Will join the glorious band. 
 
 Jerusalem ! my happy home ! 
 My soul still pants for thee ; 
 
 7 Then shall my labors have an end, 
 
 When 1 thy joys shall see. 
 
 /0O\) Metre 12. Greenfields. 
 
 ] A WAY w r ith our sorrow and fear, 
 ]\_ We soon shall recover our home ; 
 The city of saints 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. 
 
 3 Our mourning is all at an end, 
 
 When, raised 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 j 
 No gloom of affliction or sin ; 
 
 No shadow of evil is there ! 
 
 . 
 
212 HEAVENLY JOY. 
 
 3 By faith we already behold 
 
 That lovely Jerusalem here; 
 Her walls are of jasper and gold, 
 
 As crystal her buildings are clear: 
 Immovably founded in grace, 
 
 She stands, as she ever hath stood, 
 And brightly her Builder displays, 
 
 And flames with the glory of God. 
 
 4 No need of the sun in that day, 
 
 Which never is follow'd by night, 
 Where Jesus's beauties display 
 
 A pure and a permanent light . 
 The Lamb is their light and their Sun, 
 
 And lo ! by reflection they shine ; 
 With Jesus ineffably one, 
 
 And bright in effulgence divine ! 
 
 5 The saints in his presence receive 
 
 Their great and eternal reward ; 
 In Jesus, in heaven they live ; 
 
 They reign in the smile of their Lord I 
 The flame of angelical love 
 
 Is kindled at Jesus's face ; 
 And all the enjoyment above 
 
 Consists in the rapturous gaze ! 
 
 287 
 
 Metre 11. Prescott. 
 
 1 T WOULD not live always ; T ask not to stay, 
 I Where storm after storm rises dark o'er the way ; 
 
 The few cloudy mornings that dawn on us here, 
 Enough for life's woes, full enough for its cheer. 
 
 2 I would not live always thus fetter'd by sin ; 
 Temptation without, and corruption within ; 
 
HEAVENLY JOY. 213 
 
 Where rapture of pardon is mingied with fears; 
 The cup of thanksgiving with penitent tears. 
 
 3 I would not live always ; no — welcome the 
 
 tomb — 
 Since Jesus hath Iain there I'll enter 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 always, away from his 
 
 God ; 
 Away from yon heaven, that blissful abode ; 
 Where rivers of pleasure flow o'er the bright 
 
 plains, 
 And noon-tide of glory eternally reigns : 
 
 5 Where saints of all ages in harmony meet, 
 Their Savior and brethren transported to greet ; 
 While anthems of rapture unceasingly roll, 
 The smile of the Lord is the feast of the soul, 
 
 >0ÖO Metre 7. Seraph's Harp, 
 
 1 QEE, from Zion's sacred mountain, 
 |T} Streams of living water flow : 
 God has open'd there a fountain: 
 This supplies the plains below : 
 
 They are blessed, 
 Who its sovereign virtues know. 
 
 y ( 2 Through ten thousand channels flowing, 
 Streams of mercy And their way ; 
 Life, And health, and joy bestowing, 
 Making all around look gay, 
 
 O, ye nations ! 
 Hail the long expected day. 
 
214 
 
 HEAVENLY JOY. 
 
 3 Gladden'd by the flowing treasure, 
 
 All enriching as it goes : 
 Lo, the desert smiles with pleasure 
 Buds and blossoms as the rose, 
 
 Ev'ry object 
 Sings for joy where'er it flows. 
 
 4 Trees of life the banks adoring, 
 
 Yield their fruit to all around : 
 Those who eat are saved from mourning. 
 Pleasure comes and hopes abound; 
 
 Fair their portion ! 
 Endless life with glory crown'd. 
 
 289 
 
 CM. Awful Majesty. 
 
 « rpHESE glorious minds, how bright they 
 
 J_ shine ! 
 
 Whence all their white array ? 
 How came they to the happy seats 
 
 Of everlasting day ?" 
 
 From tort'ring pains to endless joys, 
 
 ON fiery wheels they rode, 
 And strangely wash'd their raiment^white 
 
 in Jesus' dying blood. 
 
 Now they approach a spotless God, 
 
 And bow before his throne ; 
 Their warbling harps and sacred songs, 
 
 Adore the Holy One, 
 
 The unveil'd glories of his face 
 
 Among his saints reside, 
 While the rich treasure of his grace 
 
 Sees all their wants supplied, 
 
HEAVENLY JOY. 215 
 
 Tormenting thirst shall leave their souls. 
 
 And hunger flee as fast ; 
 The fruit of life's immortal tree 
 
 Shall be their sweet repast ; 
 
 The Lamb shall lead his heavenly flock 
 
 Where living fountains rise ; 
 And love divine, shall wipe away 
 
 The sorrows of their eyes. 
 
 240 
 
 C. fit. Augusta. 
 
 If O, what a glorious sight appears 
 J_j To our believing eyes ! 
 The earth and seas are past 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 ; 
 Men, the dear objects of his grace, 
 And he, the loving God, 
 
 5 " His own soft hands shall wipe the tears 
 
 From every weeping eye : 
 And pains, and groans, and griefs, and fears. 
 And death itself shall die. 53 
 
216 BREATHING AFTER GOD 
 
 6 How long, dear Savior, O how long 
 Shall this bright hour delay ? 
 Fly swiftly round, ye wheels of time, 
 And bring the welcome day. 
 
 BREATHING AFTER GOD AND 
 HOLINESS. 
 
 z^^tX Metre 15. New Salem, 
 
 1 f\ THOU, in whose presence my soul takes 
 U delight, 
 
 On whom in affliction I call ; 
 My comfort by day, and my song in the night, 
 My hope, my salvation, my all ! 
 
 2 Where dost thou at noon-tide resort with thy 
 
 sheep, 
 To feed on the pastuers of love ? 
 For why in the valley of death should I weep, 
 Alone in the wilderness rove ! 
 
 3 Oh ! why should I wander an alien from thee, 
 
 And cry in the desert for bread ? 
 My foes will rejoice when my sorrows they see, 
 And smile at the tears I have shed. 
 
 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 has gone. 
 
AND HOLINESS. 217 
 
 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. 
 
 6 The roses of Sharon, the lilies that grow 
 
 In vales, on the banks of the stream, 
 His cheeks, in the beauty of excellence glow, 
 His eyes ail invitingly beam. 
 
 7 His voice as the sound of a dulcimer sweet, 
 
 Is heard through the shadows of death, 
 The cedars of Lebanon bow at his feet, 
 The air is perfumed with his breath ; 
 
 8 His lips as a fountain of righteousness flow, 
 
 That waters the garden of grace, [know, 
 From which their salvation the Gentiles shall 
 And bask in the smiles of his face. 
 
 9 Love sits in his eye-lids, and scatters delight 
 
 Though all the bright mansions on high, 
 Their faces the cherubim vail in his sight 
 And tremble with fulness of joy : 
 
 10 He looks, and ten thousand of angels rejoice, 
 
 And myriads wait for his word ; 
 He speaks, and eternity ntl'd with his voice, 
 Re-echoes the praise of her Lord. 
 
 11 His vestment of righteousness who shall de- 
 
 scribe ? 
 Its purity words would defile ; 
 The heavens from his presence fresh beauties 
 imbibe, 
 And earth is made rich by his smiles. 
 
218 BREATHING AFTER GOD 
 
 12 Such is my Beloved, in excellence bright, 
 When pleased, he looks down from above, 
 (Like th' morn, when it breathes from the 
 
 chambers of light, 
 And comforts his people with love. 
 
 /C/±fy S. M. Matthias— Shirland. 
 
 1 A LMIGHTY Maker, God ! 
 J~\_ How wond'rous is thy name ! 
 Thy glories how diffused abroad 
 
 Through the creation's frame ! 
 
 2 Nature in ev'ry dress, 
 
 Her humble homage pays, 
 And finds a thousand ways t* express 
 Thine undissembled praise. 
 
 3 My 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 perform, 
 Cursed pride, that creeps securely in, 
 And swells a haughty worm. 
 
 5 Create my soul anew, 
 
 Else all my worship's vain ; 
 This wretched heart will ne'er be true, 
 Until 'tis formed again. 
 
 6 Let joy and worship spend 
 
 The remnant of my days, 
 And to ray God my soul ascend, 
 In sweet perfumes of praise. 
 
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 AND HOLINESS. 219 
 
 ZiS C. M. Balerrna— Solon. 
 
 THEN 1 can read my title clear 
 To mansions in the skies, 
 Pll bid farewell to every fear, 
 And wipe my weeping eyes, 
 
 2 Should earth against my soul engage, 
 
 And hellish darts be hurl'd, 
 
 Then I can smile at Satan's rage, 
 
 And face a frowning world. 
 
 3 Let cares, like a wild deluge, come, 
 
 And storms of sorow fall ; 
 May 1 but safely reach my home, 
 My God, my heaven, my all : 
 
 4 There shall 1 bathe my wearied soul 
 
 In seas of heavenly rest, 
 And not a wave of trouble roll 
 Across my peaceful breast. 
 
 4 
 
 Metre 4. New MoJimouth. 
 
 1 / ^OME, thou Fount of every blessing, 
 \j Tune my heart to sing thy grace, 
 Streams of mercy never ceasing, 
 
 Call for songs of loudest praise : 
 Teach me some melodious sonnet, 
 
 Sung by naming tongues above; 
 Praise the mount — I'am fixed upon it; 
 
 Mount of thy redeeming love! 
 
 2 Here, I'll raise mine Ebenezer, 
 
 Hither by thy help Pm come ; 
 And 1 hope by thy good pleasure, 
 Safely to arrive at home. 
 
220 BREATHING AFTER GOD 
 
 Jesus sought me when a stranger, 
 Wand'ring from the fold of God ; 
 
 He to rescue me from danger, 
 Interpos'd his precious blood ! 
 
 3 O ! to grace how great a debtor 
 Daily I'm constraint to be J 
 Let thy goodness, like a fetter, 
 Bind my wand'ring heart to thee ; 
 Prone to wander. Lord, I feel it ; 
 Prone to leave the God I love — 
 Here's my heart, O take and seal it ; 
 Seal it for thy courts above. 
 
 <04e) L. M. Tender Thought, 
 
 1 A RISE, my tenderest thoughts arise ; 
 J\ To torrents meit 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 firebrands from the flame. 
 
AND HOLINESS. 221 
 
 But feeble my compassion proves, 
 And can but weep where most it loves ; 
 Thy own all-saving arm employ, 
 And turn those drops of grief to joy. 
 
 /jJtLU Metre 5. Sovereign Grace. 
 
 1 TPELL me, Savior, from above, 
 
 J Dearest object of my love, 
 Where thy little flock abide, 
 Sheltered near thy bleeding side? 
 
 2 Tell me, Shepherd all divine, 
 Where 1 may my soul recline ; 
 Where for refuge shall I fly, 
 While the burning sun is high ? 
 
 3 Wilt thou let me run astray, 
 Mourning, grieving all the day ? 
 Wilt thou bear to see me rove, 
 Seekiug base and mortal love ? 
 
 4 Never have 1 sought thy name, 
 Never felt the inward flame. 
 Had not love first touched my heart 
 With the painful, pleasing smart. 
 
 5 Didst thou leave thy glorious throne. 
 Put a mortal raiment on, 
 On the tree a victim die, 
 For a wretch so vile as 1 ? 
 
 WA J C. M. Bethel. 
 
 1 \ li Y Savior, my Almighty Friend, 
 .JjL When I begin thy praise. 
 
222 BREATHING AFTER GOD 
 
 Where will the growing numbers end, 
 The numbers of thy grace ? 
 
 2 Thou art my everlasting trust, 
 
 Thy goodness 1 adore ; 
 And since 1 knew thy graces first, 
 1 speak thy glories more. 
 
 3 My feet shall travel all the length 
 
 Of the celestial road, 
 And march with courage, in thy strength, 
 To see my Father, God. 
 
 4 When I am fili'd with sore distress 
 
 For some surprising sin, 
 I'll plead thy perfect righteousness, 
 And mention none but thine. 
 
 5 How will my lips rejoice to tell 
 
 The victories of my King ! 
 My soul redeemed from sin and hell, 
 Shall thy salvation sing. 
 
 6 My tongue shall all the day proclaim 
 
 My Savior and my God, 
 His death has brought my foes to shame, 
 And saved me by his blood. 
 
 7 Awake, awake, my tuneful powers ; 
 
 With this delightful song 
 I'll entertain the darkest hours, 
 Nor think the seasons long. 
 
 /v40 C - M - Consolation. 
 
 H, that I had a bosom friend, 
 To tell my secrets to ! 
 
 u 1 
 
AiND HOLINESS. 223 
 
 On whose advice J might depend, 
 In every thing I do. 
 
 2 How do I wander up and down, 
 
 And no one pities me; 
 I seem a stranger quite unknown, 
 A son of misery. 
 
 3 None lends an ear to my complaint, 
 
 Nor minds my cries and tears, 
 None comes to help me tho' I faint, 
 Nor my vast burden bears. 
 
 4 While others live 'in mirth and ease, 
 
 And feel no want nor woe ; 
 Through this dark howling wilderness 
 1 full of sorrow go. 
 
 5 O faithless soul to reason thus, 
 
 And murmur without end ! 
 Did Christ expire upon the cross, 
 And is not he thy friend ? 
 
 6 Why dost thou envy carnal men, 
 
 And think their state so blest! 
 How great salvation hast thou seen ! 
 And Jesus is thy rest. 
 
 7 What can this lower world afford, 
 
 Compared with gospel grace ? 
 Thy happiness is in the Lord, 
 And thou shalt see his face. 
 
 8 Can present griefs be counted great 
 
 Compared with future woes ? 
 Will transient pleasure seem so sweet 
 Compared with endless joys ? 
 
224 BREATHING AFTER GOD 
 
 9 How soon will God withdraw the scene 
 
 And burn the world he made ; 
 Then woe to carnal, careless men : 
 My soul, lift up thine head. 
 
 10 Thy Savior is thy real friend, 
 
 Constant, and true, and good ; 
 He will be with thee to the end. 
 And bring thee safe to God. 
 
 11 What then, my soul, hast thou to fear ? 
 
 Or why shouldst thou repine, 
 Look up, behold redemption's near, 
 Rejoice, for heaven is thine. 
 
 12 Why, O my soul, art thou so sad? 
 
 When will thy sighs be o'er ? 
 Rejoice in Jesus, and be glad, 
 Rejoice, for evermore. 
 
 M 
 
 24U C. M. Solon, 
 
 Y God the spring of all my joys, 
 The life of my delights, 
 The glories of my brightest days 
 
 And comfort of my nights : 
 In darkest shades, if he appear, 
 
 My dawning is begun ! 
 He is my soul's bright morning star, 
 
 And he my rising sun. 
 The opening heav'ns around me shine 
 
 With beams of sacred bliss, 
 While Jesus shows his heart is mine, 
 
 And whispers " I am his." 
 
AND H0L1ESS. 225 
 
 4 My soul would leave this heavy clay 
 
 At that transporting word. 
 Run up, with joy, the shining way, 
 T' embrace nny dearest Lord, 
 
 5 Fearless of hell, and ghastly death, 
 
 I'd break through every foe ; 
 The wings of love, and arms of faith, 
 Should bear me conqueror through. 
 
 L. M. Adisham — Porttigal* 
 i TTOW pleasant, how divinely fair, 
 JJL O Lord of hosts, thy dwellings are! 
 With long desire my spirit faints, 
 To meet th' assemblies of thy saints, 
 
 2 My flesh would rest in thine abode ; 
 My panting heart cries out for God ; 
 My God ! my King ! why should 1 be 
 So far from all my joys and thee ? 
 
 3 The sparrow chooses where to rest, 
 And for her young provides her nest ; 
 But will my God to sparrows grant 
 That pleasure which his children want! 
 
 I Eiess'd are the saints who sit on high, 
 Around thy throne above the sky 
 Thy brighest glories shine above, 
 And all their work is praise and love. 
 
 ) Bless'd are the souls, who find a place 
 Within the temple of thy grace ; 
 There they behold thy gentler rays, 
 And seek thy face and learn thy praise. 
 
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226 BREATHING AFTEE GOD 
 
 6 ßless'd are the men whose hearts are set 
 To find the way to Zion's gate ; 
 God is their strength ; and through the road 
 They lean upon their helper, God. 
 
 7 Cheerful they walk with growing strength, 
 Till all shall meet in heaven at length ; 
 Till all before thy face appear, 
 
 And join in nobler worship there. 
 
 251 
 
 CM. Fiducia. 
 
 1 TpATEER, I]ong,Ifaint, to see 
 P The place of thine abode ; 
 
 I'd leave these earthly courts, and flee 
 Up to thy seat my Gotl ! 
 
 2 Here 1 behold thy distant face, 
 
 And *t?s a pleasing sight ; 
 Bat to abide in thine embrac, 
 Is infinite delight. 
 
 3 I'd part with all the joys of sense, 
 
 To gaze opon thy throne ; 
 Pleasure springs fresh for ever thence, 
 Unspeakable, unknown. 
 
 4 There all the heavenly hosts are seen, 
 
 In shining ranks they move, 
 And drink immortal vigor in, 
 With wonder and with love. 
 
 5 Then at thy feet, with awful fear, 
 
 Th' adoring armies fall ; 
 With joy they shrink to nothing there 
 Before th' eternal All. 
 
AND HOLINESS. 227 
 
 6 There I would vie with all the host. 
 
 In duty and in bliss ; 
 While Jess than nothing X could boast, 
 And vanity confess« 
 
 7 The more thy glories strike mine eyes, 
 
 The humbler I shall lie ; 
 Thus, while 1 sink, my joy shall rise 
 Unmeasurably high. 
 
 252 
 
 C. M. Land of Best. 
 
 LAND of Rest, for thee I sigh, 
 When will the moment come, 
 When I shall lay my armor by, 
 And dwell in peace at home ! 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 O, this is not my home — 
 
 No, this is not my home; 
 This world's a wilderness of woe — 
 This world is not my home. 
 No tranquil joys on earth I know, 
 
 No peaceful sheltering dome ; 
 This world's a wilderness of woe, — • 
 This world is not my home. 
 O, this is not my home, &c. 
 
 To Jesus Christ 1 sought for rest, 
 
 He bid me cease to roam, 
 And fly for refuge to his breast 
 
 And He'd conduct me home. 
 O, this is not my home, &c. . 
 
 I would at once have quit the field, 
 Where foes with fury roam, 
 
228 BREATHING AFTER GOD 
 
 But O, my passport was not sealed, — 
 I could not yet go home, 
 O, this is not my home, &c. 
 5 When by affliction sharply tried, 
 I view the gaping tomb ; 
 Although I dread death's chilling tide, 
 Yet still I sigh for home, 
 O, this is not my home, &c. 
 
 5 Weary of wand'ring round and round, 
 This vale of sin and gloom, 
 I long to quit th ? unhallowed ground, 
 And dwell with Christat home. 
 O, this is not my home, &c. 
 
 253 
 
 n 
 
 Metre 36. Home. ■ 
 
 1 J \/FlD scenes of confusion and creature com 
 
 JLVx plants, 
 
 How sweet to my soul is communion with saints 
 To find at the banquet of mercy there's room, 
 And feel, in the presence of Jesus at home. 
 
 Home, home, sweet, sweet, home, 
 Keceive me, dear Savior, ia glory my home. 
 
 2 Sweet bonds that unite all the children of peace 
 And thrice, precious Jesus, whose love cannc 
 
 cease : 
 Though oft from thy presence in sadness I roan 
 I long to behold thee, in g!ory,at home. 
 
 Home, home, sweet, sweet home, 
 Receive me^ dear Savior, in glory, my home 
 
 I sigh from, this body of sin to be free, 
 
 Which hinders my joy and communion with theell? 
 
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AND HOLINESS. 229 
 
 Though now my temptations likö billows may- 
 foam. 
 All, all will be peace when I'm with the© at home. 
 
 Home, home, sweet, sweet home. 
 Receive me, dear Savior, in glory my home. 
 
 While here in the valley of conflict I etay, 
 
 give me submission and strength as my day; 
 In all my afflictions to thee would 1 come, 
 Rejoicing in hope of my glorious home. 
 
 Home, home, sweet, sweet home, 
 Receive me, dear Savior, in glory, my home. 
 
 Whale'er thou deniest, O give me thy grace ! 
 The Spirit's sure witness, and smiles of thy 
 
 lace ; 
 Indulge me with patience to wait till thou come, 
 And find even now a sweet foretaste of home. 
 
 Home, home, sweet, sweet home, 
 Receive me, dear Savior, in glory, my home. 
 
 1 long, dearest Lord, in thy beauties to shine, 
 No more, as an exile, in sorrow to pine, 
 And in thy fair image, arise from the tomb, 
 With glorified millions, to praise thee at home. 
 
 | Home, home, sweet, sweet home, 
 
 j Receive me, dear Savior, in glory my home. 
 
 The days of my exile ; are passing away, 
 The time is approaching when Jesus will eay, 
 Well done, faithful servant, sit down on my 
 
 throne. 
 And dwelt in my presence forever at bome. 
 
 Home, home, sweet, sweet home, 
 1 0, there I shall rest with the Savior at home. 
 
Wm BREATHING AFTER, GOD 
 
 ÄÖ4 Cp M. Salvation. 
 
 1 | ^TfE AR, gracious God, my humble moan 
 Jl_a. T° tjiee I breathe my sighs : 
 When will the mournful night be gone? 
 
 4ndwhen my joys arise? 
 
 2 lily $°d — could I make the claim — 
 
 My Father and my Friend — 
 And call thee mine fcyw'iy name, 
 On wliich thy saints depend! 
 
 3 Ey ev'ry name of power and love, 
 
 I would thy grace entreat: 
 Nor should my he ruble hopes remove, 
 Nor leave thy sacred seat. 
 
 4 Yet though my soul in darkness mourns, 
 
 Thy word is all my stay ; 
 Here 1 would rest till light returns, 
 Thy presence makes my day. 
 
 5 Speak, Lord, and bid celestial peace 
 
 Relieve my aching heart ; 
 O smile and bid my sorrows cease, 
 And all the gloom depart. 
 
 6 Then shall my drooping spirit rise, 
 
 And bless the healing rays, 
 And change these deep complaining sig i 
 For songs of sacred praise. I To 
 
 i 
 
 JO:. 
 
 
 Lov 
 
 &QO Metre 13. Warning Voice 
 
 I *Q JSE, my soul ! and stretch thy wingf 
 Xt; Thy better portion trace } 
 
• AND EOLSTESS. 23i 
 
 Rise, from transitory things, 
 
 Tow'rds heav'n, thy native place! 
 Sun, and moon, and stars decay ; 
 
 Time shall scon this earth remove 
 Rise, my soul, and haste away 
 
 To seats prepared above. 
 2 Rivers to the ocean run, 
 
 Nor stay in all their course : 
 Fire, ascending, seeks the sun ; 
 
 Both speed them to their source; 
 Thus a soul new-born of God, 
 
 Pants to view his glorious face, 
 Upward tends to his abode, 
 
 To rest in his embrace. 
 
 2 Cease, ye pilgrims ! cease to mourn ; 
 
 Press onward to the prize ; 
 Soon the Savior will return 
 
 Triumphant in the skies ; 
 Yet a season, and you know 
 
 Happy entrance will be giv'n, — 
 All your sorrows left below, 
 
 And earth exchanged for heav'n. 
 
 ■(JO Metre 4, Charleston, 
 
 1 TTAIL, my ever blessed Jesus, 
 JLL Only thee 1 wish to sing ; 
 To my soul thy name is precious, 
 
 Thou my Prophet, Priest, and king. 
 
 2 Oh, what mercy flows from heaven, 
 
 Oh, what joy and happiness ! 
 Love 1 much? — I've much forgiven — 
 I'm q miracle of grace. 
 
832 BREATHING AFTER QOD 
 
 B Once, with Adam's race in ruin, 
 UnconcerM in Bin I lay 5 
 Swift destruction still pursuing, 
 Till my Savior passed that way, 
 
 4 Witness all ye hosts of heaven, 
 
 My Redeemer's tenderness 1 
 Love 1 much ? — I've much forgiven- — 
 Pm a miracle of grace, 
 
 5 Shout ye bright angelic choi^; 
 
 Praise the Lamb eothron'd above j 
 While astonish'd, 1 admire 
 God's free grace, and boundless love, 
 
 5 That blest moment I recieved him, 
 Fill'd my soul with joy and peace ; 
 Love I much ? — I've much forgiven — 
 Fm a miracle of grace. 
 
 ÄO I CM. Warwick— Dublin. 
 
 1 TTOW sweet the name of Jesus sounds 
 _LJ_ In a believer's ear J 
 
 It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds, 
 And drives away his fear. 
 
 2 it makes the wounded spirit whole, 
 
 And calms the troubled breast; 
 'Tis manna to the hungry soul, 
 And to the weary rest. 
 
 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. 
 
ARD HOLINESS, 833 
 
 Jesus J my Sheperd, Husband, Friend, 
 My Prophet, Priest and King 5 
 
 My Lord, my Life, my Way, my End, 
 Accept the praise I bring. 
 
 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. 
 
 L* M. Kingsbridge* 
 
 ]' ORD, I am thine $ but thou wilt prove 
 _j My faith, my patience, and my love ; 
 When men of spite against me join, 
 They are the sword— the hand is thine. 
 
 Their hope and portion lie below ; 
 
 'Tis all the happiness they know, 
 
 'Tis all they seek ; they take their shares, 
 
 And leave the rest among their heirs. 
 
 What sinners value, I resign ; 
 Lord, 'tis enough that thou art mine : 
 1 shall behold thy blissful face, 
 And stand complete in righteousness. 
 This life's a dream, an empty show ; 
 But the bright world, to which I go, 
 Hath joys substantial and sincere ; 
 When shall I wake and find me there ? 
 
234 BEEATÖÜftö AFTER GOD 
 
 5 O glorious hot» l O blest abode ! 
 I shall be near, and like my God ; 
 And flesh and sin no more control 
 The sacred pleasures of the soul. 
 
 6 My liesh shall slumber in the ground, 
 Till the last trumpet's joyful sound ; 
 Then burst the chains with sweet surprise* 
 And in my Savior 3 image rise. 
 
 /CQtJ Metre 12. New Jerusalem. 
 
 1 mBOtf Shepherd of Israel and mine, 
 
 |_ The jcy and desire of my heart, 
 For closer communion I pine, 
 
 I long to reside where thou art ; 
 The pasture I languish to find, 
 
 Where all who their Shepherd obey, 
 Are fed, on thy bosom reclin'd, 
 
 And screened from the heat of the day 
 
 2 Ah ! show me that happiest place, 
 
 The place of thy people's abode : 
 Where saints in an ecstacy gaze, 
 
 And hang on a crucified God : 
 Thy love for a sinner declare ; 
 
 Thy passion and death on the tree ; 
 My spirit to Calvary bear. 
 
 To suffer and triumph with thee. 
 
 2 'Tis there with the lambs of thy Hock, 
 
 There only f covet to rest; 
 To lie at the foot of the rock, 
 
 Or rise to be hid in thy breast 5 
 'Tis there I would always abide, 
 
 And never a moment depart ; 
 
 I! 
 
AND HOLINESS. 23^ 
 
 Conceal'd in the cleft of thy side. 
 Eternally held in thy heart. 
 
 iOU L - M - Windham. 
 
 COULD I find some peaceful bow'r, 
 Where sin hath neither place nor power ; 
 This traitor vile, 1 fain would shun, 
 But cannot from his presence run. 
 When to the throne of grace I flee, 
 Ee stands between my God and me, 
 Where'er I rove, where'er X rest, 
 I feel him working in my breast. 
 
 W T hen 1 attempt to soar above, 
 To view the heights of Jesus' love ; 
 This monster seems to mou&t the skies, 
 And vales his glory from mine eyes. 
 
 Lord free me from this deadly foe, 
 Which keeps my faith and hope so low 
 I long to dwell in heaven, my home, 
 Where not one sinful thought can come. 
 
 61 
 
 C. II. Augusta. 
 
 1 T) EL1GION is the chief concern 
 JL \ Of mortals here below ; 
 May I its great importance learn, 
 Its sovereign virtue know. 
 
 Q More needful this than glitt'ring wealth, 
 Or ought the world bestows ; 
 Not reputation, food or health, 
 Can give us such repose. 
 
235 BREATHING AFTER GOD 
 
 3 Religion should our thoughts engage 
 
 Amidst our youthful bloom ; 
 'Twill fit us for declining age, 
 And for the awful tomb. 
 
 4 Oh, may my heart, by grace renew'd, 
 
 Be my Redeemer's throne 
 And be my stubborn will subdued, 
 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, 
 
 /OU/6 L - M * Hebron. 
 
 1 T7P to the fields where angels lie, 
 
 \J) And living waters gently roll, 
 Fain would my thoughts leap out and fly, 
 But sin hangs heavy on my soul. 
 
 2 Thy wondrous blood, dear dying Christ, 
 Can make this world of guilt remove ; 
 And thou canst bear me where thou fly'st, 
 On thy kind wings, celestial Dove. 
 
AND HOLINESS. 23? 
 
 might I once mount up and see 
 The glories of th' eternal skies ; 
 
 What little things these worlds would be I 
 How despicable to my eyes ! 
 
 Had I a glance of thee my God, 
 Kingdoms and men would vanish soon : 
 Vanish, as though I saw them not 
 As a dim candle dies at noon. 
 
 Then they might fight, and rage, and rave, 
 
 1 should preceive the noise no more 
 Than we can hear a shaking leaf, 
 When rattling thunders round us roar. 
 
 Great All in All, eternal King ! 
 Let me but view thy lovely face, 
 And all my powers shall bow, and sing 
 Thine endless grandeur and thy grace. 
 
 J\)ö L. M. Armley. 
 
 THOU whom my soul admires above 
 All earthly joy and earthly love 
 Tell me, dear Shepherd, let me know 
 Where doth thy sweetest pastures grow? 
 
 Where is the shadow of that Rock, 
 That from the sun defends thy flock ? 
 Pain would 1 feed among thy sheep, 
 Among them rest, among them sleep. 
 
 •( Why should thy bride appear like one 
 ' That turns aside to paths unknown ? 
 
 My constant feet would never rove, 
 
 Would never seek another love. 
 
238 BREATHING Ä.ETEK GOB 
 
 4 The footsteps of thy flock 1 see j 
 Thy sweetest pastuers here they be ; 
 A wondrous feast thy love prepares. 
 Bought with thy wounds, and groans , & tears 
 
 5 His dearest flesh he makes my food, 
 And bids me drink his richest blood ; 
 Here, to these bills my soul wilt come, 
 Till my Beloved leads me home 
 
 /0u4 L - M - Roclbridge 
 
 1 r\FTEN I seek my Lord by night, 
 \J Jesus, my love, my soul's delight : 
 With warm desire and restless thought 
 1 seek him oft but find him not. 
 
 2 Then 1 arise and search the street, 
 Till I my Lord, my Savior meet ; 
 
 1 ask the watchmen of the night, 
 
 " Where did you see my soul's delight V 9 
 
 3 Sometimes 1 find him in my way, 
 Directed by a. heavenly ray; 
 
 1 leap for joy to see bis face, 
 And hold him fast. in my embrace. 
 
 4 I bring him to my mother's home ; 
 Nor does my Lord refuse to come 
 To Sion's sacred chambers, where 
 My soul first drew the vital air. 
 
 5 He gives me there his bleeding heart, 
 Pierc'd for my sake with deadly smart ; 
 I give my soul to him, and there 
 
 Our loves their mutual tokens share. 
 
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 AND HOLINESS» 939 
 
 I charge you all, ye earthly toys, 
 Approach not to disturb my joys ; 
 Nor sin, norhel), come near my heart, 
 Nor cause my Savior to depart. 
 
 ,00 C - Mp Solon* 
 
 1 rpHERE is a land of pure delight, 
 
 JL Where saints immortal reign; 
 Infinite day excludes the night 
 And pleasures banish pain. 
 
 2 There everlasting spring abides, 
 
 And never-with'ring flowers : 
 Death, like a narrow sea divides 
 This heavenly land from ours. 
 
 3 Sweet fields beyond the swelling flood 
 
 Stand dress'd in living green : 
 
 So to the Jews old Canaan stood, 
 
 While Jordan rolPd between. 
 
 4 But tim'rous mortals start and shrink, 
 
 To cross this narrow sea, 
 And linger, shiv'ring on the brink, 
 And fear to launch away. 
 
 5 O, could w T e make our doubts remove, 
 
 Those gloomy doubts that rise, 
 And see the Canaan that we love, 
 With unbeclouded eyes ! 
 
 6 Could we but climb where Moses stood, 
 
 And view the landscape o'er, 
 Not Jordan's stream, nor death's cold flood, 
 Should fright us from the shore. 
 
240 BREATHING» AFTER GOD 
 
 % 
 
 /6\)\) l- M. Devotion. 
 
 1 TYESCEND from heaven, immortal Dove, 
 1 / Stoop down and take us on thy wings, 
 
 And mount and bear us far above 
 The reach of these inferior things : 
 
 2 Beyond, beyond, this lower sky, 
 Up where eternal ages roll, 
 Where solid pleasures never die, 
 And fruits immortal feast the soul. 
 
 3 O for a sight — a pleasing sight 
 
 Of our Almighty Father's throne ! 
 There sits our Savior crown'd with light, 
 Cloth'd in a body like our own, 
 
 4 Adoring saints around him stand, 
 
 And thrones and powers before him fall ; 
 The God shines gracious through the Man, 
 And sheds sweet glories on them all. 
 
 5 O what amazing joys they feel, 
 While to their golden harps they sing, 
 And sit on every heavenly hill, 
 
 And spread the triumphs of their King ! 
 
 6 When shall the day, dear Lord, appear, 
 That I shall mount to dwell above, 
 And stand and bow among them there, 
 And view thy face, and sing, and love ! 
 
 ^0 I C - M * Liberty Hall. 
 
 1 f-\ OD of my life, look gently down, 
 \X Behold the pains I fee] : 
 
AND HOLINESS, 241 
 
 ♦ 
 
 But I am dumb before thy throne, 
 
 Nor dare dispute thy will. 
 Diseases are thy servants, Lord, 
 
 They come at thy command j 
 I'll not attempt a murmuring word, 
 
 Against thy chastening hand. 
 
 Yet 1 may plead with humble cries, 
 
 Remove thy sharp rebukes ; 
 My strength consumes, my spirit dies, 
 
 Through thy repeated strokes. 
 
 Crush'd as a moth beneath thy hand, 
 
 We moulder in the dust ; 
 Our feeble powers can ne'er withstand, 
 
 And all our beauty's lost. 
 
 I'm but a stranger here below, 
 
 As all my fathers were : 
 May 1 be well prepared to go, 
 
 When I thy summons hear! 
 But if my life be spared awhile 
 
 Before my last remove, 
 Thy praise shall be my business still, 
 
 And I'll declare thy love. 
 
 6Q 
 O L. M. Portugal. 
 
 AND is the Gospel peace and love ! 
 Such let our conversation be : 
 The serpent blended with the dove, 
 Wisdom and meek simplicity, 
 
 Whene'er the angry passions rise, 
 
 And tempt our thoughts or tongues to strife, 
 
212 BREATHING AFTER GOD 
 
 To Jesus let us lift our eyes, 
 Bright pattern of the Christian life! 
 
 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 labors of his life were love ; 
 Oh, if we love the Savior'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. 
 
 7 Thy fair example may we trace, 
 To teach us what we ought to be ! 
 Make us by thy transforming grace, 
 Dear Savior, daily more like thee ! 
 
 /C\)\j L- M. Gravity. 
 
 1 mHOU art, O God ! a Spirit pure, 
 X Invisible to mortal eyes ; 
 
 Th' immortal, and th, eternal King, 
 The great, the good, the only wise. 
 
 2 Whilst nature changes, and her works 
 Corrupt, decay, dissolve, and die, 
 
 — 
 
AND HOLINESS. 243 
 
 Thy essence pure no change shall see 
 Secure of immortality. 
 Thou great Invisible ! what hand 
 Can draw thine image spotless fair ? 
 To what in heaven, to what on earth, 
 Can men th' immortal King compare ? 
 Let stupid heathens frame their gods 
 Of gold and silver, wood and stone ; 
 Ours is the God that made the heav'ns ; 
 Jehovah he, and God alone. 
 
 My soul the purest homage pay, 
 In truth and spirit him adore ; 
 More shall this please than sacrifice, 
 Than outward forms delight him more. 
 
 270 
 
 
 CM. Augusta. 
 
 THERE is a voice of sovereign grace 
 Sounds from the sacred word ; 
 " Ho! ye despairing sinners, come, 
 And trust upon the Lord. 35 
 
 My soul obeys th' Almighty call, 
 
 And runs to this relief; 
 I would believe thy promise. Lord, 
 
 Oh ! help my unbelief. 
 
 3 To the dear fountain of thy blood, 
 Incarnate God, I fly ; 
 
 Here let me wash my spotted soul 
 From crimes of deepest dye. 
 
 4 Stretch out thine arm, victorious King, 
 My reigning sin subdue ; 
 
244 BREATHING AFTER GOD AND HOLINESS, 
 
 Drive the old dragon from his seat 
 With his apostate crew. 
 
 5 A guilty, weak, and helpless worm 
 On thy kind arms 1 fall ; 
 Be thou my strength and righteousness, 
 My Jesus, and my all ! 
 
 271 
 
 CM. Mean 
 
 1 r\ THAT the Lord would guide my ways 
 \J To keep his statutes still ! 
 
 O that my God would grant me grace 
 To know and do his will ! 
 
 2 O send thy Spirit down, to write 
 
 Thy law upon my heart. 
 Nor let my tongue indulge deceit, 
 Nor act the liar's part. 
 
 3 From vanity turn off my eyes : 
 
 Let no corrupt design, 
 Nor covetous desire, arise 
 Within this soul of mine. 
 
 4 Order my footsteps by thy word, 
 
 And make my heart sincere ; 
 Let sin have no dominion, Lord, 
 But keep my conscience clear. 
 
 5 My soul hath gone too far astray, 
 
 My feet too often slip ; 
 Yet, since Pve not forgot thy way, 
 Iiestore thy wand'ring sheep. 
 
 6 Make me to walk in thy commands, 
 
 'Tis a delightful road 
 
 Nor let my head, nor heart, nor hands 
 Offend against my God. 
 
ADORATION AND PRAISE. 243 
 
 ADORATION AND PRAISE. 
 
 272 
 
 CM. Bethel. 
 
 1 rpHE Savior ! Oh, what endless charms 
 
 J_ Dwell in the blissful sound ! 
 Its influence every fear disarms, 
 And spreads sweet peace around. 
 
 2 Here pardon, life, and joys divine, 
 
 In rich effusion flow, 
 For guilty rebels, lost in sin, 
 And doomed to endless woe. 
 
 3 Oh, the rich depths of love divine, 
 
 Of bliss ! a boundless store! 
 Dear Savior, let me call thee mine ; 
 I cannot wish for more. 
 
 4 On thee alone my hope relies, 
 
 Beneath thy cross I fall ; 
 My Lord, my life, my sacrifice, 
 My Savior and my all. 
 
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 Q 
 
 Ö CM. Solon. 
 
 1 jTYTERNAL Wisdom, thee we praise? 
 \}j Thee the creation sings! 
 
 With thy lov'd name, rocks, hills, and seas, 
 And heaven's high palace rings, 
 
 2 Thy hand, how wide it spread the sky ! 
 
 How glorious to behold! 
 Ting'd with the blue of heavenly dye, 
 And star'd with sparkling gold. 
 
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248 ADORATION AND PRAISE, 
 
 3 Thy glories blaze all nature round 
 
 And strikes 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 
 
 tare 
 
 We see, adore, and love. 
 
 274 
 
 CM. Balerma. 
 
 i 
 
 1 T ET Zion and her sons rejoice, 
 
 J j Behold the promised hour : 
 Her God hath heard her mourning voice, 
 And comes V axalt her power. 
 
 2 Her dust and ruins that remain, 
 
 Are precious in our eyes : 
 Those ruins shall be built again, 
 And all that dust shall rise. 
 
 3 The Lord will raise Jerusalem, 
 
 And stand in glory there ; 
 Nations shall bow before his name, 
 And kings attend with fear. 
 
 4 He sits a Sovereign on his throne, 
 
 With pity in his eyes : 
 He hears the dying prisoner's groan, 
 And sees their sighs arise. 
 
ADORATION AND PRAISE. 247 
 
 t He frees the souls condemned to death, 
 And when his saints complain, 
 It sha'n't be said, « that praying breath 
 Was ever spent in vain." 
 
 6 This shall be known when we are dead. 
 And left on long record ; 
 That ages yet unborn may read, 
 And trust, and praise the Lord. 
 
 & 1 CM. Augusta. 
 
 1 A MfD the splendors of thy state, 
 JljL My Grbtf, 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 accents, speaks 
 The goodness, of thy names. 
 
 3 Thy justice, holiness, and truth, 
 Our solemn awe excite; 
 
 But the sweet charms of sovereign grace 
 O'erwhelm us with delight. 
 
 4 Sinai, in clouds, and smoke, and fire, 
 Thunders thy dreadful name ; 
 
 But Sion sings, in melting notes, 
 The honors of the Lamb. 
 
 5 In all thy doctrines and commands, 
 Thy counsels and designs — 
 
 In ev'ry work thy hands have fram'd, 
 Thy love supremely shines. 
 
248 
 
 ADORATION AND PBATSE. 
 
 6 Angels and men the news proclaim 
 Through earth and heav'n above — 
 The joyful and transporting news, 
 That God the Lord is Love. 
 
 276 
 
 eyes« 
 
 L» M. Rockbridge. 
 
 INTERNAL power ! whose high abode 
 j Becomes the grandeur of a God ; 
 Infinite lengths, beyond the bouuds 
 Where stars revolve their little rounds. 
 
 The lowest step around thy seat 
 Rises too high for Gabriel's feet ; 
 In vain the tall archangel tries 
 To reach thine height with wond'ring 
 
 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 ! 
 
 Earth from afar has heard thy fame, 
 And worms have learnt to lisp thy name ; 
 But O, the glories of thy mind 
 Leave all our soaring thoughts behind. 
 God is in heav'n, but man below ; 
 Be short our tunes ; our words be few : 
 A sacred rev'rence checks our songs, 
 And praise sits silent on our tongues. 
 
 277 
 
 CM. Divinity. 
 
 1 /^OME, let us join our cheerful songs, 
 \J With angels round the throne ; 
 Ten thousand thousand are their tongues, 
 But all their joys are one. 
 
ADORATION AND PRAISE. Ö49 
 
 2 « Worthy the Lamb that died/' they cry, 
 
 « To be exalted thus ;" 
 « Worthy the Lamb," our lips reply, 
 For he was slain for us. 
 
 3 Jesus is worthy to receive 
 
 Honor and power divine ; 
 And blessings more than we can give, 
 Be, Lord, forever thine. 
 
 4 Let all that dwell above the sky, 
 
 And air, and earth, and seas, 
 Couspire to raise thy glories high, 
 And speak thine endless praise ! 
 
 O | O L.M, Portugal. 
 
 L T)RAISE ye the Lord, who reigns above, 
 
 X Fix'd on his throne of truth and love : 
 
 Behold the finger of his power 
 
 Contemplate, wonder, and adore. 
 
 L When man, debased, and guilty man, 
 From crime to crime with madness ran ; 
 
 (Well might His arm its thunders launch, 
 And blast th' ungrateful root and branch. 
 
 3 But clemency with justice strove, 
 To save the people of his love, 
 
 " Go, my beloved Son V* He cried, 
 
 " Be thou their Savior, thou their guide." 
 
 4 The eastern star with glory streams ; 
 It comes, with healing on its beams. 
 Dark mists of error flee away, 
 
 And Judah hails the rising day. 
 
250 ADORATION AND PRAISE» 
 
 5 His sacred memory we bless, 
 Whose holy gospel we profess 5 
 And praise that great Almighty name. 
 From whom such light and favor came. 
 
 /tVv L. M. Wells. 
 
 1 "\7~-E nations round the earth, rejoice 
 
 X Before the Lord, your sovereign King, 
 Serve him with cheerful heart and voice, 
 With all your tougues his glory sing. 
 
 2 The Lord is God ; 'tis he alone 
 
 Doth life, and breath, and being give; 
 We are his work, and not our own ; 
 The sheep that on his pastures live. 
 
 3 Enter his gates with songs of joy, 
 
 With praises to his courts repair; 
 And make it your divine employ, 
 
 To pay your thanks and honors there. 
 
 4 The Lord is good, the Lord is kind ; 
 
 Great is his grace, his mercy sure ; 
 And the whole race of man shall find 
 His truth from age to age endure. 
 
 AÖÖ Metre 10. Uiiilia. 
 
 1 C\ WHAT shall 1 do my Savior to praise ! 
 \J So faithful and true, so plenteous in grace 
 So strong to deliver, so good to redeem, 
 The weakest believer that hangs upon him. 
 
 2 How happy the man whose heart it set free J 
 The people that can be joyful in thee i 
 
ADORATION AND PRAISE. 251 
 
 Their joy is to walk in the light of thy face, 
 And still they are talking of Jesua's grace. 
 
 } Their daily delight shall be in thy name ; 
 They shall as their right thy righteousness claim; 
 Thy «righteousness wearing, and cleansed by thy 
 
 blood, 
 Bold shall they appear in the presence of God. 
 
 £ For thou art their boast, their glory and power, 
 And I also trust to see the glad hour, 
 My soul's new creation a. life irom the dead. 
 The day of salvation that lifts up my head. 
 
 3 For Jesus, my Lord, is now my defence, 
 I trust in his wo; d, none plucks me from thence; 
 Since I have found favor, he all things will do ; 
 My King and my Savior shall make me anew. 
 
 6 Yes, Lord, I shall see the bliss of thine own; 
 Thy secret to me slialt soon be made known; 
 For sorrow and sadness I joy shall receive, 
 And share in the g'adness of all that believe, 
 
 /COl Metre 16. Mendon* 
 
 1 f^ OD of my salvation, hear, 
 VX And help me to believe, 
 Simply do I now draw near, 
 
 Thy blessing to receive ; 
 Full of guilt, alas ! I am, 
 
 But to thy wounds for refuge flee ; 
 Friend of sinners, spotless Lamb, 
 
 Thy blood was shed for me. 
 
 2 Standing now as newly slain, 
 
 To thee 1 lift mine eyes, 
 
S52 ADORATION AND PRAISE. 
 
 Balm of all my grief and pain, 
 Thy blood is always nigh. 
 
 Now as yesterday the same 
 Thou art and wilt forever be : 
 
 Friend of sinners, spotless Lamb, 
 Thy blood was shed for me. 
 
 3 Nothing have I, Lord, to pay, 
 
 Nor can thy grace procure ; 
 Empty send me not away, 
 
 For I, thou knowest, am poor ; 
 Dust and ashes is my name ; 
 
 My all is sin and misery : 
 Friend of sinners, spotless Lamb, 
 
 Thy blood was shed for me. 
 
 4 No good word, or work, or thought, 
 
 Bring I to buy thy grace ; 
 Pardon I accept, unbought, 
 
 Thy proffer I emdrace. 
 Coming as at first I came, 
 
 To take, and not bestow on thee : 
 Friend of sinners, spotless Lamb, 
 
 Thy blood was shed for me. 
 
 5 Savior, from thy wounded side 
 
 I never will depart ; 
 Here will I my spirit hide, 
 
 When 1 am pure in heart ; 
 Till my place above 1 claim, 
 
 This only shall be all my plea, 
 Friend of sinners, spotless Lamb, 
 
 Thy blood was shed for me. 
 
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 RESIGNATION TO GOD. 
 
 Metre 5. Ebenezer. 
 
 1 T MY Ebenezer raise 
 
 J 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 I know concerns me not ; 
 This should set my heart at rest, 
 What thy will ordains is best 
 
 3 I may all to thee resign : 
 Father, let thy will be mine ; 
 May but all thy dealings prove 
 Fruits of thy paternal love. 
 
 4 Guard me^ Savior, by thy power ; 
 Guard me in the trying hour : 
 Let thy unremitting 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. 
 
 9 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. 
 
254 'RESIGNATION TO GOD, 
 
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 OO Metre S. Vernon. 
 
 1 TT THEN gathering clouds around 1 view 
 
 VV Am* days are dark, and friends are few, 
 On him J Jean, who, not in vain, 
 Experienced every human pain; 
 He sees my wants, allays my fears, 
 And counts and treasures up my tears. 
 
 2 If aught should tempt my soul to stray 
 From heavenly virtue's narrow way, 
 To fly the good 1 would pursue, 
 Or do the sin I would not do, 
 Still he who felt temptation's power 
 Shall guard me in that dang'rous hour. 
 
 3 When vexing thonghts within me rise, 
 And sore dismayed my spirit dies, 
 Yet he who once vouchsafed to bear 
 The sickening anguish of despair, 
 Shall sweetly soothe, shall gently dry, 
 The throbbing heart, the streaming eye. 
 
 4 When sorrowing, o'er some stone 1 bend, 
 Which covers all that was a friend : 
 And from his voice, his hand, his smile. 
 Divides me — for a little while, — 
 Thou, Savior, seest the tears I shed, 
 For thou didst weep o'er Lazarus dead. 
 
 5 And O, when 1 have safely past 
 Through every conflict but the last, 
 Still, still unchanging, watch beside 
 JVIy painful bed, — for thou hast died ; 
 Then point to realms of cloudless day, 
 And wipe the latest tea* away* 
 
RESIGNATION TO GOD. 255 
 
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 i TT7HILE 1 keep silence, and conceal 
 VV My heavy guilt within my heart, 
 What torments doth my conscience feel 
 What agonies of inward smart ! r 
 
 I I spread my sins before the Lord, 
 And all my secret faults confess ; 
 Thy gospel speaks a pardoning word, 
 Thine Holy Spirit seals the grace. 
 
 | For this shall every humble soul 
 Make swift addresses to thy seat : 
 When floods of huge temptations roll, 
 I There shall they find a bless'd retreat. 
 
 1 How safe beneath thy wings I lie, 
 
 When days grow dark, and storms appear, 
 And when 1 walk, thy watchful eye 
 Shall guide me safe from every snare. 
 
 OO L. M. Wells. 
 
 I T SEND the joys of earth away 5 
 JL Away, ye tempters of the mind, 
 False as the smooth deceitful sea, 
 
 And empty as the whistling wind. 
 Your streams were floating me along, 
 
 Down to the gulf of black despair, 
 And whilst 1 listen'd to your song, 
 
 Your streams had e'en convey'd me there. 
 3 Lord, I adore thy matchless grace, 
 
 That warn'd me of that dark abyss 3 
 
256 TRUSTING IN GOD. 
 
 That drew me from those treach'rous seas. 
 And bid me seek superior bliss. 
 
 4 Now to the shining realms above 
 
 I stretch my hands and glance mine eyes ; 
 O for the pinions of a dove. 
 
 To bear me to the upper skies ! 
 
 5 There from the bosom of my God, 
 
 Oceans of endless pleasures roll : 
 There would I fix my last abode, 
 And drown the sorrows of my soul. 
 
 
 TRUSTING IN GOD. 
 
 ^)(jU Metre 14. Brandenburg 
 
 1 A H! I shall soon be dying, 
 j\ Time swiftly glides away ; 
 But on my Lord relying, 
 
 I hail the happy day — 
 
 2 The day when 1 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. 
 
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TRUSTING IN GOD. 
 
 4 Hence all my hope arises, 
 
 Unworthy as I am : 
 My soul most surely prizes 
 The sin-atoning Lamb. 
 
 5 To him by grace united, 
 
 I joy in him alone ; 
 And now, by faith, delighted, 
 Behold him on his throne. 
 
 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. 
 
 8 Free grace, redeeming merit, 
 
 And sanctifying love, 
 Of Father, Son and Spirit, 
 Shall charm the courts above. 
 
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 L. M. Social Band. 
 
 1AY now, ye lovely social band, 
 *) Who walk the way to Canaan's land ; 
 Ye who have rled from Sodom's plain, 
 Say, would you now return again ? 
 
 Have you just ventured to the field, 
 Well arm'd with helmet, sword, and shield, 
 And shall the world with dread alarms, 
 Compel you now to ground your arms ? 
 
 
258 TRUSTING IN GOD, 
 
 3 Beware of pleasure's siren song ; 
 Alas ! it cannot soothe you long ; 
 It cannot quiet Jodan's wave, 
 Nor cheer the dark and silent grave. 
 
 4 O let your thoughts delight to soar, 
 Where earth and time shall be no more ; 
 Explore by faith the heavenly fields, 
 And pluck the fruit that Canaan yields. 
 
 5 There see the glorious hosts on wing, 
 And hear the heavenly seraphs sing ! 
 The shining ranks in order stand, 
 Or move like lightning at command. 
 
 6 Jehovah there reigns not alone, 
 The Savior shares his Father's throne ; 
 While agels circle round his seat, 
 And worship prostrate at his feet, 
 
 7 Behold ! 1 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. 
 
 8 Say, who are these 1 now behold, 
 With blood-wash'd robes and crowns of goh 
 This 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 ; 
 
TRUSTING IN GOD. 259 
 
 make it now your chiefest care. 
 The image of your Lord to bear. 
 
 jOO Metre 9. Carmarthan — Lenox. 
 
 1 A RISE, my soul, arise, 
 J\_ Shake off thy guilty fears, 
 The bleeding Sacrifice 
 
 In my behalf appears ; 
 Before the throne my Surety stands, 
 My name is written on his hands. 
 
 2 He ever lives above, 
 For me to intercede ; 
 
 His all-redeeming love, 
 
 His precious blood to plead ; 
 His blood aton'd for all our race, 
 And sprinkles now the throne of grace 
 
 3 Five bleeding wounds he bears, 
 Received on Calvary ; 
 
 They pour effectual prayers, 
 They strongly speak for me : 
 Forgive him, O forgive, they cry, 
 Nor let the ransom'd sinner die! 
 
 4 The Father hears him pray, 
 
 His dear anointed One : 
 He cannot turn away 
 
 The presence of his Son : 
 His Spirit answers to the blood, 
 And tells me 1 am born of God. 
 
 5 My God is reconciled 
 His pard'ning voice I hear ; 
 
 He owns me for his child, 
 1 can no longer fear ; 
 
260 TRUSTING IN GOD. 
 
 With confidence I now draw nigh, 
 And Father, Abba Father, cry. 
 
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 LIFT my soul to God, 
 My trust is in his name ; 
 Let not my foes, that seek my blood, 
 Still triumph in my shame. 
 
 2 Sin and the powers of hell 
 
 Persuade me to despair ; 
 Lord, make me know thy cov'nant well, 
 That 1 may 'scape the snare. 
 
 3 From gleams of dawning light 
 
 Till evening shades arise, 
 For thy salvation, Lord, 1 wait, 
 With ever-longing eyes. 
 
 4 Remember all thy grace. 
 
 And lead me in thy truth ; 
 Forgive the sins of riper days, 
 And follies of my youth. 
 
 5 The Lord is just and kind, 
 
 The meek shall learn his ways, 
 And every humble sinner find 
 The methods of his grace. 
 
 6 For his own goodness' sake 
 
 He saves my soul from shame, 
 He pardons (though my guilt be great) 
 Through my Redeemer's name. 
 
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 S. M. Watchman, 
 
 fPO GOD in whom 1 trust, 
 
 [ 1 lift my heart and voice ; 
 Oh ! let me not be put to shame, 
 Nor let my foes rejoice. 
 
 Thy mercies, and thy love, 
 
 O Lord, recall to mind ; 
 And graciously continue still, 
 
 As thou wert ever kind, 
 Let all my youthful crimes 
 
 Be blotted out by thee ; 
 And for thy wondrous goodness' sake, 
 
 In mercy think on me. 
 
 His mercy and his truth, 
 
 The righteous Lord displays, 
 
 In bringing wandering sinners home, 
 And teaching them his ways. 
 
 WARNING HYMNS. 
 
 CtJ I L. M. Windham, 
 
 BROAD is the road that leads to death, 
 And thousands walk together there ; 
 But wisdom shows a narrow path, 
 With here and there a traveler. 
 " Deny thyself and take thy cross," 
 Is the Redeemer's great command? 
 

 262 WARNING HYMNS. 
 
 Nature must count her gold but dross, 
 If she would gain this heavenly land. 
 
 3 The fearful soul that tires and faints, 
 And walks the ways of God no more. 
 Is but esteem'd almost a saint, 
 
 And makes his own destruction sure. 
 
 4 Lord, let not all my hopes be vain, 
 Create my heart entirely new ; 
 Which hypocrites could ne'er attain, 
 Which false appostates never knew. 
 
 AJtJU S. M. Strait Gate—Idumea. 
 
 1 T~\ESTRUCTION'S dangerous road 
 J / What multitudes pursue ! 
 
 While that which leads the soul to God, 
 Is known or sought by few» 
 
 2 Believers find the way 
 
 Through Christ the living Gate ; 
 But those who hate this holy way 
 Complain it is too strait. 
 
 3 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. 
 
 4 Encompass'd by a throng, 
 
 On numbers they depend ; 
 They say so many can't be wrong, 
 And miss a happy end. 
 
 5 But hear the Savior's word, 
 
 " Strive for the heav'nly gate, 
 
WARNING HYMNS. 263 
 
 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, ere the storm arise. 
 
 To thee for safety flee. 
 
 &t/d Metre 5. Alarming Voice, 
 
 SINNER, art thou still secure ? 
 Wilt thou still refuse to pray ? 
 Can thy heart or hands endure 
 In the Lord's avenging day ? 
 
 See, his mighty arm is bared ! 
 
 Awful terrors clothe his brow ! 
 For his judgment stand prepared, 
 
 Thou must either break or bow, 
 
 3 At his presence nature shakes, 
 Earth affrighted hastes to flee ; 
 Solid mountians melt like wax, 
 What will then become of thee ? 
 
 Who his advent may abide ? 
 
 You that glory in your shame, 
 Will you find a place to hide, 
 
 When the world is wrapt in flame ? 
 Lord prepare us by thy grace ! 
 
 Soon we must resign our breath, 
 
264 WARNING HYMNS. 
 
 Aad our souls be call'd to pass 
 Through the iron gate of death. 
 6 Let us now our day improve, 
 Listen to the gospel voice ; 
 
 Seek the things that are above 5 
 Scorn the wold's pretended joys. 
 
 294 S. M. Skirland. 
 
 ITS this the kind return, 
 
 J And these the thanks we owe, 
 Thus^to abuse eternal love, 
 Whence all our blessings flow ! 
 
 2 To what a stubborn frame 
 
 Hath t sin reduced our mind ! 
 What strange rebellious wretches we, 
 And God as strangely kind 1 
 
 3 On us he bids the sun 
 
 Shed his reviving rays ; 
 For us the skies their circles run, 
 To lengthen out our days. 
 
 4 The brutes obey their God, 
 
 And bow their necks to men ; 
 But, we more base, more brutish "things, 
 Reject his easy reign. 
 
 5 Turn, turn, us mighty God, 
 
 And mould our souls afresh ; 
 Break sovereign grace, these hearts of stone 
 And give us hearts of flesh. 
 
 5 Let past ingratitude 
 
 Provoke our weeping eyes, 
 
WARNING HYMNS. 265 
 
 And hourly as new mercies fall, 
 Let hourly thanks arise. 
 
 ZöO C. M. Dublin. 
 
 1 rpHE time is short ! — sinners beware, 
 Jl Nor trifle time away, 
 
 The word of great salvation hear, 
 While yet 'tis called to-day. 
 
 2 The time is short ! — O sinners, now, 
 To Christ, the Lord, submit ; 
 
 To mercy's golden sceptre bow, 
 And fall at Jesus' feet. 
 
 3 The time is short ! — ye saints, rejoice, 
 The Lord will quickly come ; 
 
 Soon shall you hear the Savior's voice, 
 To call you to your home. 
 
 4 The time is short ! — it swiftly flies — 
 The hour, is just at hand, 
 
 When we shall mount above the skies, 
 And reach the wished-for land. 
 
 5 The time is short ! — the moment near, 
 When we shall dwell above ; 
 
 And be forever happy there, 
 With Jesus, whom we love. 
 
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 1 fPHAT awful day will surety come, 
 X Th' appointed hour makes haste, 
 When 1 must stand before my Judge 
 And pass the solemn test. 
 
266 WARNING HYMNS. 
 
 2 Thou lovely Chief of all my joys, 
 
 Thou Sovereign of my heart, 
 How could 1 bear to hear thy voice 
 Pronounce the sound, " Depart" 
 
 3 The thunder of that dismal word 
 
 Would so torment my ear, 
 'T would tear my soul asunder, Lord, 
 With most tormenting fear. 
 
 4 What, to be banish'd for my life, 
 
 And yet forbid to die ! 
 To linger in eternal pain, 
 Yet death for ever fly ! 
 
 5 Oh, wretched state of deep despair. 
 
 To see my God remove, 
 And fix my doleful station where 
 I must not taste his love ! 
 
 6 Jesus, I throw my arms around 
 
 And hang upon thy breast ; 
 Without a gracious smile from thee 
 My spirit cannot rest. 
 
 7 O ! tell me that my worthless namo 
 
 Is graven on thy hands, 
 Show me some promise in thy book, 
 Where my salvation stands. 
 
 8 Give me one kind, assuring word, 
 
 To sink my fears again, 
 And, cheerfully, my soul shall wait 
 Her threescore years and ten. 
 
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 WARNING HYMNS, 267 
 
 L. M. Retirement, 
 
 HASTEN, O sinner, to be wise, 
 And stay not for the morrow's sun ; 
 The longer wisdom you despise, 
 The harder is she to be won. 
 
 O hasten mercy to implore, 
 And stay not for the morrows' sun ; 
 For fear thy season should be o'er, 
 Before this ev'ning stage be run. 
 
 >3 O hasten, sinner, to return, 
 
 And stay not for the morrow's sun, 
 For fear thy lamp should fail to burn, 
 Before the needful work is done. 
 
 4 O 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 ! 
 I O let him not thy counsel spurn, 
 Nor rue his fatal choice too late. 
 
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 Metre 13. Warning Voice. 
 
 1 QTOP, poor sinners, stop and think, 
 ^5 Before you farther go ; 
 Will you sport upon the brink 
 
 Of everlasting woe ? 
 On the verge of ruin stop — 
 
 Now the friendly warning take- 
 Stay your footsteps — e'er you drop 
 
 Into the burning lake. 
 
268 WARNING HYMNS. 
 
 2 Say, have you an arm like God. 
 
 That you his will oppose ? 
 Fear ye not that iron rod 
 
 With which he breaks his foes ? 
 Can you stand in that dread day, 
 
 Which his justice shall proclaim, 
 When the earth shall melt away 
 
 Like wax before the flame ? 
 
 3 Ghastly death will quickly come, 
 
 And drag you to his bar ; 
 Then to hear your awful doom, 
 
 Will fill you with despair ! 
 All your sins will round you crowd ; 
 
 You shall mark their crimson dye ; 
 Each for vengeance crying loud, 
 
 And what can you reply ? 
 
 4 Though your heart were made of steel, 
 
 Your forehead lined with brass ; 
 God at length will make you feel, 
 
 He will not let you pass ; 
 Sinners then in vain will call, 
 
 Those who now despise his grace, 
 " Rocks and mountains on us fall, 
 
 And hide us from his face." 
 
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 ilty sinner, ruin'd by transgression, 
 at shall thy doom be, when arrayed i] 
 terror, 
 God shall command thee, cover'd with pollution 
 Up to the judgement? 
 
WARNING HYMNS. 269 
 
 2 Wilt thou escape from his omniscient notice, 
 Fly to the caverns, court annihilation ? 
 
 Vain thy presumption, justice still shall triumph 
 In thy destruction, 
 
 3 Stop, thoughtless sinner, stop awhile and ponder, 
 Ere death arrest thee, and the Jndge in vengeance, 
 Hurl frow his presence thine affrighted spirit, 
 
 Swift to perdition. 
 
 i Oft has he call'dthee, but thou wouldst not hear 
 him, 
 Mercies and judgments have alike been slighted 
 Yet he is gracious and with arms unfolded, 
 
 Waits to embrace thee, 
 
 5 Come, then, poor sinner, come away this momenl, 
 Just as you are, come, filthy and polluted, 
 Come to the fountain open for uncleanness ; 
 Jesus invites you. 
 
 3 But if you trifle with his gracious message, 
 J Cleave to the world and love its guilty pleasures, 
 Mercy, grown weary, shall in righteous judgment, 
 Quit you for-ever. 
 
 7 Where the worm dies not. and the fire eternal, 
 Fills the lost soul with anguish and with terror, 
 There shall the sinner spend a long for-ever, 
 Dying unpardon'd. 
 
270 PENITENTIAL, 
 
 8 Oh ! guilty sinner, hear the voice of warning : 
 Fly to the Savior, and embrace his pardon ; 
 So shall your spirit meet with joy triumphanl 
 Death and the judgment, 
 
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 1 TOEHOLD a stranger at the door! 
 
 |> He gently knocks, has knock'd before ; 
 Hath waited long — is waiting still ,• 
 You treat no other friend so ill. 
 
 2 Oh, lovely attitude, he stands 
 
 With melting heart and loaded hands ! 
 Oh, matchless, kindness and he shows 
 This matchless kindness to his foes ! 
 
 3 But will he prove a friend indeed ? 
 He will ; the very Friend you need ; 
 The Friend of sinners — yes, 'tis He, 
 With garments dyed on Calvary. 
 
 4 Rise, touch'd with gratitude divine ; 
 Turn out his enemy and thine, 
 That soul-destroying monster, sin, 
 And let the heavenly stranger in. 
 
 5 Admit him e'er his anger burn, 
 His feet departed, ne'er return ; 
 Admit him, or the hour 's at hand, 
 You'll at his door rejected stand. 
 
PENITENTIAL. 27 1 
 
 >U1 CM. Youthful Piety. 
 
 1 TTOW oft, alas ! this wretched heart 
 JLL H as wanderM from the Lord ! 
 How oft my roving thoughts depart, 
 
 Forgetful of his word. 
 
 2 Yet sovereign mercy calls, « Return f 9 
 
 Dear Lord, and may I come? 
 My vile ingratitude I mourn; 
 Oh, take the wand'rer 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 love ? 
 
 4 Almighty grace, thy healing power, 
 
 How glorious, how divine ! 
 That can to life and bliss restore 
 So vile a heart as mine. 
 
 5 Thy pard'ning love, so free, so sweet, 
 
 Dear Savior, 1 adore ; 
 Oh keep me at thy sacred feet, 
 And let me rove no more. 
 
 U\J/6 Metre 8. Vernon. 
 
 I /HOME, O thou Traveler unknown, 
 
 V J Who still I hold, but cannot see ; 
 
 My company before is gone, 
 And I am left alone with thee : 
 
 With thee all night I mean to stay, 
 
 And wrestle till the break of day. 
 
272 PENITENTIAL» 
 
 2 1 need not tell thee who I am ; } 
 
 My misery and sin declare ; 
 Thyself hast called me by my name, 
 
 Look on thy hands and read it there ; 
 But who, 1 ask thee, who art thou ? 
 Tell me thy name, and tell me now. 
 
 3 In vain thou strugglest to get free, 
 
 1 never will unloose my hold ; 
 Art thou the Man that died for me ? 
 
 The secret of thy love unfold ; 
 Wrestling, 1 will not let thee go, 
 Till 1 thy name, thy nature know. 
 
 4 Wilt thou not yet to me reveal 
 
 Thy new, unutterable name ? 
 Tell me, 1 still beseech thee, tell ; 
 
 To know it now resolved 1 am : 
 Wrestling, I will not let thee go, 
 Till I thy name, thy nature know. 
 
 5 What though my shrinking flesh complain, 
 
 And murmur to contend so long : 
 X rise snperior to my pain : 
 
 When I am weak, then I am strong ! 
 And when my all of strength shall fail, 
 I shall with thee, God-Man prevail. 
 
 <OUO S. M. Aylesbuly. 
 
 1 TT AVE mercy, Lord, on me, 
 Xx As thou wert ever kind : 
 Let me, oppress'd with loads of guilt, 
 
 The wonted pardon find. 
 
 2 Against thee, Lord, alone, 
 
 And only in thy sight. 
 
PRODIGAL BON. 273 
 
 Have I transgress'd ; and tho' condemned, 
 Must own thy judgments right. 
 
 3 Blot out my crying sins, 
 m Nor me in anger view 
 
 Create in me a heart that's clean, 
 An upright mind renew. 
 
 4 Withdraw not thou thy help, 
 
 Nor cast me from thy sight, 
 Nor let thy Holy Spirit take 
 Its everlasting flight, 
 
 5 The joy thy favor gives, 
 
 Let me again obtain ; 
 And thy free Spirit's firm support 
 My fainting soul sustain. 
 
 PRODIGAL SON. 
 
 »4 
 
 CM. Awful Majesty. 
 
 BEHOLD the wretch whose lust and wine 
 Have wasted his estate ; 
 He begs a share among the swine 
 To taste the husks they eat, 
 
 i " I die with hunger here," he cries, 
 " 1 starve in foreign lands ; 
 My Father's house hath large supplies, 
 And bounteous are his hands. 
 
274 PRODIGAL SON. 
 
 3 " I'll go, and with a mournful tongue, 
 
 Fall down before his face ; 
 Father, I've done thy justice wrong, 
 Nor can deserve thy grace." 
 
 4 He said, and hasten'd to his home, 
 
 To seek his father's love ; 
 The father saw the rebel come, 
 And all his bowels move. 
 
 5 He ran and fell upon his neck, 
 
 Embraced and kiss'd his son ; 
 The rebel's heart with sorrow brake 
 For follies he had done. 
 
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 6 " Take off his clothes of shame and sin, 3 
 (The father gives command,) 
 
 " Dress him in garments white and clean, 
 With rings adorn his hands. 
 
 7 " A day of feasting I ordain, 
 
 Let mirth and joy abound : 
 My son was dead, and lives again, 
 Was lost, and now is found." 
 
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 1 A FFLICTIONS, tho' they seem severe, 
 f\_ In mercy oft are sent, 
 
 They stopp'd the prodigal's career, 
 And caused him to repent. 
 
 2 Although he no relentings felt, 
 
 Till he had spent his store, 
 His stubborn heart began to melt, 
 When famine pinchM him sore. 
 
PRODIGAL SON. 273 
 
 3 " What have 1 gained by sin," he said, 
 
 " But hunger, shame, and fear ? 
 My father's house abounds with bread, 
 While I am starving here. 
 
 4 " I'll go and tell him all I've done, 
 
 Fall down before his face, 
 Unworthy to be call'd his son, 
 I'll seek a servant's place." 
 
 5 His Father saw him coming back, 
 
 He saw, and ran, and smiled ; 
 Then threw his arms around the neck 
 Of his rebellious child. 
 
 6 « Father, I've sinn'd, but O ! forgive,"— 
 
 « Enough," the father said, 
 « Rejoice my house, my son's alive, 
 For whom 1 mourn'd as dead. 
 
 7 " Now let the fatted calf be slain, 
 
 Go spread the news around, 
 My son was dead, but lives again ; 
 Was lost, but now is found." 
 
 8 'Tis thus the Lord his love reveals, 
 
 To call poor sinners home ! 
 More than a father's love he feels, 
 And welcomes all that come. 
 
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 MARRIAGE HYMNS. 
 
 306 
 
 C. M. 
 
 Solon . 
 
 SINCE Jesus freely did appear 
 To grace a marriage feast; 
 O Lord, we ask thy presence here, 
 
 To make a wedding guest. 
 Upon the bridal pair look down, 
 
 Who now have plighted hands ; 
 Their union with thy favor crown, 
 
 And bless the nuptial bands. 
 In purest love these souls unite, 
 
 That they with Christian care, 
 May make domestic burdens light, 
 
 By taking mutual share. 
 And when, that solemn hour shall come, 
 
 And life's short space be o'er ; 
 May they in triumph reach that home, 
 
 Where they shall part no more. 
 
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 L. M. 
 
 Hebron. 
 
 1 TTTITH grateful hearts and tuneful lays, 
 VV W e D0W before th' Eternal throne, 
 And offer up our humble praise, 
 To him whose name is God alone. 
 
 I On this auspicious eve draw near, 
 
 And shed thy richest blessings down ; 
 Fill every heart with love sincere, 
 And all thy faithful mercies crown. 
 
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MARRIAGE HYMNS. 277 
 
 Grant now thy presence, gracious Lord, 
 And hearken to our fervent pray'r ; 
 
 The nuptial vow in heaven record, 
 And bless the newly married pair. 
 
 Oh guide them safe, this desert through, 
 \ Mid all the cares of life and love ; 
 \At length with joy thy face to view, 
 In fairer, better worlds above, 
 
 )U0 L. M. AJbingdon. 
 
 TT7JLH cheerful voices rise and sing 
 VV The praises of our God and King; 
 For he alone can minds unite, 
 And bless with conjugal delight. 
 
 Oh, may this pair increasing find 
 | Substantial pleasures of the mind ; 
 Happy together may they be, 
 And both united, Lord, to thee. 
 So may they live as truly one ; 
 And when their work on earth is done, 
 Rise, hand in hand, to heaven, and share 
 The joys of love forever there 
 
 COMMUNION. 
 
 j\j\) L- M. Kedron. 
 
 YE that pass by, behold the Man ! 
 The Man of grief condemned for you ! 
 
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 COMMUNION, 
 
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 The Lamb of God for sinners slain ! 
 Weeping, to Calvary pursue. 
 
 2 His sacred limbs, they stretch, the}'' tear, 
 
 With nails they fasten to the wood — 
 His sacred limbs — exposed and bare, 
 Or only cover'd with his blood. 
 
 3 See there ! his temples crowned with tho 
 
 His bleeding hands extended wide, 
 His streaming feet transfixed and torn, 
 The fountain gushing from his side. 
 
 4 Thou dear, thou suffering Son of God, 
 
 How doth thy heart to sinners move ! 
 Sprinkle on us thy precious blood, 
 And melt us with thy dying love ! 
 
 5 The earth could to her centre quake, 
 
 Convulsed, when her Creator died; 
 Oh, may our inmost nature shake, 
 And bow with Jesus crucified I 
 
 6 At thy last gasp, the graves displayed 
 
 Their horrors to the upper skies ; 
 Oh, that our souls might burst the shades, 
 And quicken'd by thy death, arise ! 
 
 7 The rocks could feel thy powerful death, 
 
 And tremble, and asunder part ; 
 
 Oh, rend, with thy expiring breath, 
 
 The harder marble of our heart ! 
 
 di-U Metre 7, Seraph's Harp, 
 
 1 TT ARK ! the voice of love and mercy ! ' 
 XX Sounds aloud from Calvary, 
 
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 COMMUNION, 279 
 
 See, it rends the rocks asunder — 
 
 Shakes the earth, and vails the sky! 
 « It is finished !"— 
 
 Hear the dying Savior cry. 
 It is finished ! Oh, what pleasure 
 
 Do these precious words afford ! 
 Heavenly blessings without measure, 
 
 Flow to us from Christ the Lord : 
 It is finished ! — 
 
 Saints, the dying words record. 
 
 Finished — all the types and shadows 
 
 Of the ceremonial law ; 
 Finished — all that God had promised ; 
 
 Death and hell no more shall awe : 
 It is finished ! — 
 
 Saints, from hence your comforts draw 
 
 Tune your harps anew, ye seraphs, — 
 Join to sing the pleasing theme ; 
 
 All on earth, and all in heaven, 
 Join to praise Immanuel's name : 
 
 Hallelujah ! 
 Glory to the bleeding Lamb ! 
 
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 CM. Mear. 
 
 1 T ET us adore th ? eternal Word ; 
 
 | j 5 Tis he our souls hath fed ; 
 Thou art our living stream, O Lord, 
 And thou th ? immortal bread, 
 
 2 The manna came from lower skies, 
 
 But Jesus from above, 
 Where the fresh springs of pleasure rise, 
 And rivers flow with love. 
 
280 COMMUNION. 
 
 3 The Jews, the fathers, died at last, 
 
 Who ate that heavenly bread ; 
 But these provisions which we taste, 
 Can raise us from the dead. 
 
 4 Bless'd be the Lord that gives his flesh 
 
 To nourish dying men ; 
 And often spreads his table fresh, 
 Lest we should faint again. 
 
 5 Our souls shall draw their heavenly breath 
 
 While Jesus finds supplies ; 
 Nor shall our graces sink to death, 
 For Jesus never dies. 
 
 6 Daily our mortal flesh decays, 
 
 But Christ our Life shall come; 
 His unresisted power shall raise 
 Our bodies from the tomb. 
 
 e)l/0 C. M. Solon. 
 
 1 T ORD, how divine thy comforts are ; 
 JLi How heavenly is the place, 
 Where Jesus spreads the sacred feast 
 
 Of his redeeming grace ! 
 
 2 Our humble faith here takes her rise, 
 
 While sitting round his board ; 
 And back to Calvary she flies 
 To view her groaning Lord. 
 
 3 His soul, what agonies it felt, 
 
 When his own God withdrew ! 
 And the large loads of all our guilt, 
 Lay heavy on him too. 
 
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 4 " Here," (says the kind, redeeming Lord, 
 
 And shows his wouded side.) 
 " See, here the spring of all your joys, 
 That opened when I died." 
 
 5 He smiles and cheers my mournful heart, 
 
 And tells of all his pain ; 
 " All this," says he, " 1 bore for thee" — 
 And then he smiles again. 
 
 6 Shout and proclaim the Savior's love, 
 
 Ye saints that taste his wine : 
 Join with your kindred saints above, 
 In loud hosannas join. 
 
 7 A thousand glories to the God 
 
 That gives such joy as this ; 
 Hosanna ! let it sound abroad, 
 And reach where Jesus is. 
 
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 L. M. Kedron. 
 
 ;rpiS midnight — and on Olave's brow, 
 |_ The star is dimm'd that lately shone ; 
 
 'Tis midnight — in the garden now, 
 The suffering Savior prays alone. 
 
 'Tis midnight — and from all removed, 
 
 Immanuel wrestles 'lone with fears ; 
 E'en the disciple that he loved 
 
 Heeds not his Master's grief and tears, 
 'Tis midnight — and for others' guilt 
 
 The Man of sorrows weeps in blood ; 
 Yet he that hath in anguish knelt, 
 
 Is not forsaken by his God. ' 
 
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 282 COMMUNION. 
 
 4 'Tis midnight — and from ether plainSj 
 Is borne the song that angels know ; 
 Unheard by mortals are the strains 
 That sweetly soothe the Savior's woe. 
 
 Ö-L~c P* M* Communion. 
 
 1 TTOW sweet and awful is the place 
 XX With Christ within the doors, 
 While everlasting love displays 
 
 The choicest of her stores. 
 
 2 Here every bowel of our God 
 
 With soft compassion rolls ; 
 Here peace and pardon bought with blood. 
 Is food for dying souls, 
 
 3 While all our hearts and all our songs 
 
 Join to admire the feast, 
 . Each of us cry, with thankful tongues, 
 " Lord, why was I a guest ? 
 
 4 « Why was I made to hear thy voice, 
 
 And enter while there's room ; 
 When thousands make a wretched choice! j 
 And rather starve than come ?" 
 
 5 'Twas the same love that spread the feast 
 
 That sweetly forced us in ; 
 Else we had still refused to taste, 
 
 And perish'd in our sin. 
 8 Pity the nations, O our God, 
 
 Constrain the earth to come ; 
 Send thy victorious word abroad 
 
 And bring the strangers home. 
 
COMMUNION. 283 
 
 We long to see thy churches full 
 
 That all the chosen race 
 May with one voice, and heart, and soul, 
 
 Sing thy redeeming grace. 
 
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 C. M. Hoclcingham. 
 
 HAT doleful night before his death, 
 The Lamb, for sinners slain, 
 Did, almost with his latest breath, 
 
 This solemn feast ordain. 
 To keep the feast, Lord, we are met, 
 
 And to remember thee : 
 Help each poor trembler to repeat, 
 « The Savior died for me. 5 ' 
 
 Thy sufferings, Lord, each sacred sign 
 To our remembrance brings ; 
 
 We eat the bread and drink the wine, 
 But think on nobler things. 
 
 4 O, tune our tongues, and put in frame 
 Each heart that pants for thee, 
 To sing, " Hosanna to the Lamb, 
 The Lamb that died for me." 
 
 )1U S. M. Idumea. 
 
 1 J ESUS invites his saints 
 
 *J To meet around his board ; 
 Here pardon'd rebels sit and hold 
 Communion with their Lord. 
 
 2 For food he gives his flesh, 
 
 He bids us drink his blood ; 
 Amazing favor ! matchless grace 
 Of our descending God. 
 
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 COMMUNION, 
 
 3 This holy bread and wine 
 
 Maintains our fainting breath. 
 By union with our living Lord 
 And interest in his death. 
 
 4 Our heavenly Father calls 
 
 Christ and his members one ; 
 We the young children of his love, 
 And he the first-born Son. 
 
 5 We are but several parts 
 
 Of the same broken bread ; 
 One body hath its several limbs, 
 But Jesus is the Read. 
 
 6 Let all our powers be join'd 
 
 His glorious name to raise 
 Pleasure and love fill every mind, 
 And every voice be praise. 
 
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 S. M. Little Marlborough, 
 
 TET all our tongues be one, 
 4 To praise our God on high, 
 Who from his bosom sent his Son, 
 To fetch us strangers nigh. 
 
 Nor let our voices cease, 
 To sing the Savior's name ; 
 
 Jesus, th ? embassador of peace, 
 How cheerfully he came. 
 
 It cost him cries and tears 
 To bring us near to God ; 
 
 Great was our debt, and he appears 
 To make the payment good. 
 
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 4 Infinite was our guilt. 
 
 But he our Priest atones ; 
 On the cold ground his life was spilt, 
 And offered with his groans. 
 
 5 Look up my sou], to him 
 
 Whose death was thy desert, 
 And humbly view the living stream 
 Flow from his breaking heart. 
 
 6 While the eternal Three 
 
 Bear their record above, 
 Here 1 believe he died for me, 
 And seal my Savior's love. 
 
 3X0 CM. Resignation. 
 
 1 I ESUS, at whose supreme command, 
 • J We now approach to God, 
 
 (Before us in thy vesture stand, 
 Thy vesture dipp'd in blood. 
 Obedient to thy gracious word, 
 We break: the hallowed bread, 
 Commem'rate thee, our dying Lord, 
 And trust on thee to feed. 
 
 2 Now, Savior, now thyself reveal, 
 
 And make thy nature known, 
 Affix thy blessed Spirit's seal, 
 
 And stamp us for thine own. 
 The tokens of thy dying love 
 
 O let us all receive, 
 And feel the quickening Spirit move, 
 
 And sensibly believe! 
 
 3 The cup of blessing, blest by thee, 
 
 Let it thy blood impart ; 
 
286 COMMUNION. 
 
 The bread thy mystic body be, 
 And cheer each languid heart. 
 
 The grace which sure salvation brings, 
 Let us herewith receive ; 
 
 Satiate the hungrjf'with good things, 
 The hidden manna give, 
 
 4 The living bread sent down from heaven, 
 
 In us vouchsafe to be ; 
 Thy flesh for all the world is given, 
 
 And all may live by thee. 
 Now, Lord, on us thy flesh bestow, 
 
 And let us drink thy blood, 
 Till all our souls are filled below, 
 
 With all the life of God. 
 
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 ÖJLey Metre 16. Warning Voice, 
 
 AMB of God, whose dying love 
 We now recall to mind, 
 Send the answer from above, 
 
 And let us mercy find ; 
 Think on us who think on thee, 
 
 And every struggling soul release ! 
 O remember Calvary, 
 
 And bid us go in peace ! 
 
 By thine agonizing pain, 
 
 And bloody sweat we pray, 
 By thy dying love to man, 
 
 Take all our sins away ; 
 Burst our bonds and set us free, 
 
 From all iniquity release : 
 O, remember Calvary, 
 
 And bid us go in peace. 
 
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 I Let thy blood by faith applied. 
 
 The sinner's pardon seal, 
 Speak us freely justified, 
 
 And all our sickness heal : 
 By thy passion on the tree, 
 
 Let all our griefs and troubles cease ; 
 O remember Calvary, 
 
 And bid us go in peace ! 
 
 : Never will we hence depart, 
 
 Till thou our wants relieve : 
 Write forgiveness on our heart, 
 
 And all thy image give : 
 Still our souls shall cry to thee, 
 
 Till perfected in holiness, 
 O remember Calvary, 
 
 And bid us go in peace. 
 
 'J/CXJ Metre 4. Disciple. 
 
 1/10ME, thou everlasting Spirit, 
 \j Bring to every thankful mind, 
 All the Savior's dying merit, 
 
 All his suff'rings for mankind ; 
 True recorder of his passion, 
 Now the living fire impart, 
 Now reveal his great salvation, 
 Preach his gospel to our heart, 
 
 I Come, thou Witness of his dying, 
 Come, Remembrancer divine, 
 
 Let us feel thy power applying 
 Christ to every soul and mine : 
 
 Let us groan thine inward groaning, 
 Look on him we pierced, and grieved, 
 
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 FEET-WASHING. 
 
 All recieve the grace atoning, 
 All the sprinkled blood receive. 
 
 FEET-WASHING. 
 
 321 
 
 CM.. .Mear. 
 
 1 FTPO show how humble Christians ought 
 
 J_ To one another be, 
 Christ with his own example taught, 
 As plainly we may see. 
 
 2 Though he was Lord and Master great, 
 
 Who giveth all commands, 
 He wash'd his own disciples' feet, 
 With his own blessed hands. 
 
 3 When thus their Master with them dealt, 
 
 And proved his love to them, 
 How must their drooping hearts have felt, 
 To meet with such esteem. 
 
 4 May they who worldly honor seek, 
 
 Learn what it is to be 
 Like Jesus, humble, truly meek, 
 From self-applauses free. 
 
 5 Such facts as these should have effect, 
 
 To bring the haughty low ; 
 The proudest heart should feel a check, 
 And deeply humbled too. 
 
 6 Thus Peter's mind was much impress'd 
 
 He thought himself too mean ; 
 But also felt himself distressed, 
 To have no part with him. 
 
 
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 7 " Till thou art wash'd, thou hast no part 
 With me," the Savior said; 
 Then Peter cried, " with all my heart ! 
 Wash thou my hands and head." 
 
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 J/Cjfij L, M. Rockbridge. 
 
 ■ f pHE night in which Christ was betrayed, 
 [ For us a plain example laid, 
 He to a private room retired, 
 ' With those he afterward inspired. 
 
 I There the Lord's supper was prepared, 
 And Christ the Lord had with them shared, 
 Of which th 5 apostles did partake, 
 He thus an ordinance did make. 
 He rose and laid his garments by, 
 When tow'l and water were brought nigh, 
 To prove his love divinely sweet, 
 Proceeds to wash his servant's feet. 
 
 So alter he had washed their feet, 
 Resumed his garments, took his seat : 
 So we should love and kindness show, 
 To all our brethren here below. 
 
 Ye call me Master and your Lord, 
 Which is according to my word, 
 Iff have done this unto you, 
 Ye ought to serve each other too. 
 
 Example give i unto you, 
 As I have done so ye should do, 
 And if ye then my servants be, 
 Obey my word and follow me. 
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290 FEET-WASHING. 
 
 7 The Lord who did from heaven descend 
 Bids us his doctrine to defend ; 
 If wein all things faithful prove, 
 We shall obtain redeeming love. 
 
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 O / L. M. Devotion. 
 
 iXTHEN Jesus Christ was here below, 
 YV He taught his people what to do: 
 And if we would his precepts keep, 
 We must descend to washing feet. 
 
 For in that night he was betray'd, 
 He for us all a pattern laid ; 
 So let our w T orks and virtues shine, 
 To prove his patterns all divine. 
 
 The Lord who made the earth and sky, 
 Arose and laid his garments by, 
 And wash'd their feet to show that w T e 
 Should always kind and humble be. 
 
 He wash'd them all to make them clean, 
 But Judas still was full of sin ; 
 May none of us like Judas sell 
 The Lord for gold, arni go to hell. 
 
 Peter said, Lord, it shall not be 
 Thou shalt not stoop lo washing me, 
 O that no Christians here may say, 
 I'm too unworthy to obey. 
 
 You call me Lord and Master, too, 
 Then do as I have done to you ; 
 All my commands and counsels keep, 
 And show your love by washing feet. 
 
PARTING HYMNS. 291 
 
 Ye shall be happy if you know, 
 And do these things by faith below, 
 And I'll protect you till you die, 
 And then remove you up on high. 
 
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 PARTING HYMNS. 
 
 L. M, Social Band. 
 
 t I /;, Y dearest friends, in bonds of love, 
 jxl Our hearts in sweetest, union prove, 
 Your friendship 's like a drawing band, 
 Yet we must take the parting hand. 
 Your presence sweet, your union dear, 
 Your words delightful to my ear; 
 And when 1 see that we must part, 
 You draw like chords around my heart. 
 
 I How sweet the hours have pass'd away, 
 When we have met to sing and pray, 
 How loathe I've been to leave the place 
 Where Jesus shows his smiling face ; 
 O could I stay with friends so kind, 
 How would it cheer my struggling mind! 
 But duty makes me understand, 
 That we must take the parting hand, 
 
 3 And since it is God's holy will, 
 We must be parted for a while, 
 £n sweet submission all in one, 
 We'll say, our Father's will be done. 
 Dear fellow youth in Christian ties, 
 Who seek for mansions in the skies : 
 
292 PARTING HYMNS. 
 
 Fight on, you'll win the happy shore. 
 Where parting hands are known no more. 
 4 How oft I've seen the flowing tears, 
 
 And heard you tell your hopes arid fears ; 
 Your hearts with love have seem'd to flame. 
 Which makes me hope we'll meet again. 
 Ye mourning souls, in sad surprise, 
 Jesus remembers all your cries ; 
 O taste his grace, in all that land 
 We'll no more take the parting hand. 
 
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 Metre 11. Christian Fanmll. 
 
 1 T?AREWELL, my dear brethren, the time is % 
 J hand, 
 
 That we must be parted from this social band; 
 Our ;?ev'ral engagements now call us away; 
 Our parting is needful, and we must obey. 
 
 2 Farewell, my dear brethren, farewell for awhil< 
 We'll soon meet again, if kind Providence smile 
 And whiie we are parted and scattered abroad, 
 We'll pray for each other, and trust in the Lor« 
 
 3 Farewell, faithful soldiers, you'll soon be di 
 
 charged. 
 The war will be ended, your bounty enlarged ; 
 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 wa 
 Sore trials await you but Jesus is near; 
 Although you, must travel the dark wilderness 
 Your Captain's before you, he'll lead you in peac; 
 
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 5 The world, and the devil, and sin, all unite, 
 Willi bold opposition, your souls to affright; 
 Bnt Jesus, your leader is stronger than they; 
 Let this animate you to march on your way. 
 
 6 Farewell, trembling mourner, with sad broken 
 heart, 
 
 O, hasten to Jesus and choose the good part ; 
 He's full of compassion, and mighty to save, 
 His arms are extended your soul to receive. 
 
 7 Farewell, careless sinners ! for you I must grieve 
 To think of your danger, while careless you live; 
 The judgment approaches — O think of your 
 
 doom, 
 And turn to the Savior, while yet ifoere is room, 
 
 326 
 
 CM. Salvation. 
 
 1 TAEAR friends, farewell, I do you tell, 
 Xj Since you and I must part : 
 I go away, and here you stay, 
 
 But still we're join'd in heart. 
 Your love to me has been most free, 
 
 Your conversation sweet ; 
 How can 1 bear to journey where 
 
 With you I cannot meet ? 
 
 2 Yet do I find my heart inclined 
 To do my work below ; 
 
 When Christ doth call, I trust I shall 
 
 Be ready then to go. 
 I leave you all, both great and small, 
 
 In Christ's encircling arms, 
 Who can you save from the coldr gave, 
 
 And shield you from all harm. 
 
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 3 I trust you'll pray, both night and day, 
 
 And keep your garments white, 
 For you and me, that we may be 
 
 The children of the light. 
 If you die first, anon you must, 
 
 The will of God be done, 
 I hope the Lord will you reward, 
 
 With an immortal crown. 
 
 4 If I'm call'd home whilst I am gone. 
 
 Indulge no tears for me ; 
 I hope to sing and praise my King, 
 
 To all eternity. 
 Millions of years over the spheres 
 
 Shall pass in sweet repose, 
 While beauty bright unto my sight, 
 
 Thy sacred sweets disclose. 
 o I long to go, then farewell woe, 
 
 My soul will be at rest ; 
 No more shall 1 complain or sigh, 
 
 But taste the heavenly feast, 
 O may we meet, and be complete, 
 
 And long together dwell, 
 And serve the Lord with one accord ; 
 
 And so, dear friends, farewell. 
 
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 iJ/C f Metre 8. Missionary Farewell» 
 
 1 T71AREWELL, my brethren in the Lord! 
 P The gospel sounds the Jubilee ; 
 My tongue shall bear the news abroad. 
 
 From land to land, from sea to sea ; 
 And as I preach from place to place, 
 I'll trust alone in God's free grace. 
 
PARTING HYMNS. 295 
 
 2 Farewell ! — in bonds of union dear, 
 
 Like strings you twine about my heart ; 
 I humbly beg your earnest prayer, 
 
 Till we shall meet no more to part ; 
 Till we shall meet in worlds above, 
 Encircled in eternal love. 
 
 3 Farewell, my earthly friends below ! 
 
 Though all so kind and dear to me ; 
 My Jesus calls, and I must go, 
 
 To sound the gospel-jubilee : 
 To bear the joy-inspiring news 
 To Gentile worlds, and blinded Jews. 
 
 4 Farewell, dear people, one and all ! 
 
 While God the breath of life shall give, 
 1 hope on him in prayer to call, 
 
 That your dear souls in Christ may live ; 
 That your dear souls prepar'd may be, 
 To reign in bliss eternally. 
 
 5 Farewell, to all below the sun ! 
 
 And as I journey here below, 
 The path is strait my feet must run, 
 
 And God will keep me as I go ; 
 Will guard me by his powerful hand, 
 And bring me to the promis'd land. 
 
 6 Farewell ! farewell ! — 1 look above ; 
 
 Jesus, my Friend, to thee 1 call ! 
 Be thou my joy, my crown, my love, 
 
 My safeguard and my heavenly all ; 
 My theme till life shall close, and then 
 My only !;ope in death — Amen ! 
 
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 '0 
 
 L. M. Hebron — Devotion» 
 
 HAPPY day! when saints shall meet 
 To part no more — the thought is sweet ; 
 No more to feel the rending smart, 
 Oft felt below, when Christians part. 
 
 2 O happy place 1 still must say, 
 Where all but love is done away ; 
 All cause of parting there is past; 
 There 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 sad farewell. 
 
 4 On earth when friends together meet, 
 And find the passing moments sweet, 
 Time's rapid motions soon compel, 
 With grief to say — dear friends, farewell. 
 
 5 The shepherd feels the smarting shock, 
 Of parting from his weeping flock ; 
 His feelings for them, none can tell, 
 When fonrd to say — my friends, farewell. 
 
 6 The happy season soon will come, 
 
 When saints shall meet in heav'n their home 
 Eternally with Christ to dwell, 
 Nor ever hear the sound, farewell. 
 
 O/Ctj C. M. Mear. 
 
 1 TQLEST be the dear, uniting love, 
 Jj That will not let us part ; 
 
VARIOUS SUBJECTS. 397 
 
 Our bodies may far off remove— 
 We still are one in heart. 
 
 Join'd in one Spirit to our Head, 
 
 Where he appoints we go; 
 And still in Jesus' footsteps tread. 
 
 And show his praise below. 
 
 Partaker's of the Savior's grace, 
 
 The same in mind and heart, 
 Nor joy, nor grief, nor time, nor place, 
 
 Nor life, nor death can part. 
 But let us hasten to the day, 
 
 Which shall our flesh restore $ 
 When death shall all be done away, 
 
 And Christians part no more ! 
 
 VARIOUS SUBJECTS. 
 
 OOvJ Metre 12. Greenfields. 
 
 1 TTOW tedious and tasteless the hours, 
 JjL When Jesus no longer 1 see ! [flowers, 
 Sweet prospects, sweet birds, and sweet 
 
 Have all lost their sweetness to me : 
 The midsummer sun shines but dim, 
 
 The fields strive in vain to look gay j 
 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 ; 
 
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 His presence disperses my gloom, 
 And makes all within me rejoice ; 
 
 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 resigned ; 
 No changes of season or place 
 
 Would make any change in my mind: 
 While bless'd 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 1 am thine, 
 
 If thou art my sun and my song, 
 Say, why do I languish and pine ? 
 
 And why are my winters so long ? 
 O drive these dark clouds from my sky, 
 
 Thy soul-cheering presence restore ; 
 Or take me to thee up on high, 
 
 Where winter and clouds are no more. 
 
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 UÖ1 Metre 12. Greenfields 
 
 1 TT7HEN 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 behavior was rough, 
 To bring their past sin to their mind ; 
 But when they were humbled enough, 
 He hasted to show himself kind. 
 
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 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 ! 
 « Pm Joseph, your brother!" he said, 
 
 " And still to my heart you are dear ; 
 You sold me, and thought I. was dead, 
 
 But God, for }^our sakes, sent me here." 
 
 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 : 
 (i Can Joseph, whom we would have slain, 
 
 Forgive us the evil we did ? 
 And will he our household maintain ? 
 
 O ! this is a brother indeed !" 
 
 4 Thus dragg'd hj my conscience, 1 came. 
 
 And laden 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, {i Thou cursed, depart!" 
 
 5 But O I what surprise when he spoke ! 
 
 While tenderness beam'd in his face ; 
 My heart then to pieces was broke, 
 
 O'erwhelmM and confounded by grace. 
 « Poor sinner, I know thee full weil j 
 
 By thee 1 was sold and was slain ; 
 But died to redeem tnee from hell, 
 
 And raise thee in glory to reign. 
 
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 6 « I'm Jesus whom thou hast blasphemed, 
 
 And crucified often afresh ; 
 But let me henceforth be esteem'd, 
 
 Thy brother, thy bone and thy flesh. 
 My pardon 1 freely bestow, 
 
 Thy wants will 1 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 haue found, 
 
 And tell them that yet there is room." 
 O sinners ! the message obey; 
 
 No more vain excuses pretend ; 
 But come without further delay, 
 
 To Jesus, our brother and friend. 
 
 Metre 7. Grcemvood. 
 
 AVIOR, visit thy plantation, 
 Grant us, Lord, a gracious tain! 
 All will come to desolation, 
 Unless thou return again. 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 Lord, revive us ! 
 All our help must come from thee. 
 Keep no longer at a distance, 
 Shine upon us from on high, 
 Lest, for want oi thy assistance, 
 Every plant should droop and die. . 
 Lord, revive us, &c. 
 
 Surely, once thy garden flourish'd, 
 Every plant look' d gay and green ; 
 
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 Then thy word our spirits nourish 'd, — 
 Happy seasons we have seen. 
 Lord, revive us, &c. 
 
 4 But a drought has since succeeded. 
 
 And a sad decline we see ; 
 Lord, thy help is greatly needed, 
 Help can only come from thee. 
 Lord, revive us, &c. 
 
 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, revive us, &c. 
 
 6 Some in whom we once delighted, 
 
 We shall meet no more beiow s 
 Some alas ! we fear are blighted, 
 Scarce a single leaf they show. 
 Lord, revive us, &c. 
 
 7 Younger plants — the sight how pleasant ! 
 
 CoverM thick with blossoms stood ; 
 But they cause us grief at present; 
 Frosts have nipp'd them in the bud. 
 Lord, revive us, &c. 
 
 8 Dearest Savior, hasten hither ; 
 
 Thou canst make them bloom again ; 
 Oh ! permit them not to wither, 
 Let not all our hopes be vain. 
 Lord, revive us, &c. 
 
 9 Let our mutual love be fervent, 
 
 Make us prevalent in prayers ; 
 
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 Let each one, esteem'd thy servant, 
 Shun the world's bewitching snares. 
 Lord, revive us, &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, &c. 
 
 «5/Öd Metre 4. Advocate. 
 
 1 Q AVIOR I do feel thy merit, 
 
 j^ Sprinkled with redeeming blood ; 
 And my weary, troubled spirit, 
 
 Now finds rest with thee, my God ; 
 I am safe, and i am happy, 
 
 While in thy dear arms 1 lie, 
 Sin and Satan cannot hurt me, 
 
 While my Savior is so nigh. 
 
 2 Now I'll sing a Savior's merit, 
 
 Tell the world of his dear name ; 
 That if any want his Spirit, 
 
 He is still the very same : 
 He that asketh soon riceiveth, 
 
 He that seeks is sure to find ; 
 Whomsoe'er on him believeth, 
 
 He will never cast behind. 
 
 3 Now our Advocate is pleading 
 
 With his Father and our God ; 
 Now for us is interceding 
 
 As the purchase of his blood : 
 Now methinks I hear him praying, 
 
 Father, save them, 1 have diedj 
 
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 And the Father answers, saying, 
 They are freely justified. 
 
 J04; Metre 7. Tamworth. 
 
 1 r\U thou God of my salvation, 
 \J My Redeemer from all sin, 
 Moved by thy divine compassion, 
 
 Who hast died my heart to win ; 
 
 I will praise thee, 
 Where shall I thy praise begin ? 
 
 2 While the angel choirs are crying, 
 Glory to the great I AM, 
 
 1 with them would still be vieing, 
 Glory, glory to the Lamb ! 
 
 O how precious 
 Is the sound of Jesus' name. 
 
 3 Now 1 see with joy and wonder, 
 W T hence the healing streams arose : 
 
 Angel minds are lost to ponder 
 Dying love's mysterious cause ; 
 
 Yet the blessing 
 Down to all, to me it flows. 
 
 4 Though unseen, I love the Savior — 
 He hath brought salvation near ; 
 
 Manifests his pard'ning favor, 
 And when Jesus doth appear, 
 
 Soul and body 
 Shall his glorious image wear. 
 
 5 Angels now are hov'ring round us, 
 Unperceived they mix the throng, 
 
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 Wond'ring at the love that crowned us, 
 Glad to join the holy song ; 
 Hallelujah! 
 Love and praise to Christ belong, 
 
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 Metre 4. 
 
 Conquest. 
 
 DARK and thorny is the desert 
 Thro' 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 j 
 And the fiery darts of Satan 
 Often bring their courage low. 
 
 O 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 dyed his garments for you, 
 
 And the wine-press trod alone ; 
 
 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, 
 
 Ready to obey comm/and : 
 They are always hov'ring round you, 
 
 Till you reach the heav'nly land. 
 There, on flow'ry hills of pleasure, 
 
 In the fields of endless rest, 
 
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 Love, and joy, and peace, shall ever 
 
 Reign and triumph in your breast. 
 Who can paint those scenes of glory. 
 
 Where the ransom'd dwell on high? 
 Where the golded harps forever 
 
 Sound redemption through the sky ! 
 Millions there of ilaming seraphs 
 
 Ely across the heavenly plain ; 
 There they sing immortal praises — 
 
 Glory ! glory ! is their strain ; 
 , But methinks a sweeter concert 
 
 Makes the heav'nly arches ring, 
 And a song is heard in Zion 
 
 Which the angels cannot sing. 
 > See the heav'nly host in rapture 
 
 Gaze upon this shining band, 
 Wond'ring at their costly garment, 
 
 And their laurels in their hands ; 
 There, upon the golden pavement, 
 
 See the ransom'd march along, 
 W T hile the splendid courts of glory 
 
 Sweetly echo to their song. 
 
 ' O their crowns! how bright they sparkle, 
 
 Such as monarchs never wore; 
 They have gone to heavenly pastures — 
 
 Jesus is their Shepherd there. 
 Hail, ye happy, happy spirits ! 
 
 Welcome to the blissful plain; 
 Glory, honor, and salvation ! — 
 
 Reign, sweet Shepherd ! ever reign ! 
 
 M\) Metre 16. Mendon 
 
 1 V7 A IN", delusive world, adieu ! 
 V With all thy creature good, 
 
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 Only Jesus I pursue, 
 
 Who bought me with his blood! 
 All thy pleasures I forego, 
 
 I trample on thy wealth and pride, 
 Only Jesus will i know, 
 
 And Jesus crucified. 
 
 2 Other knowledge I disdain, 
 
 Tis all but vanity : 
 Christ the Lamb of God, was slain, 
 
 He tasted death for me ! 
 Me to save from endless woe 
 
 The sin-atoning Victim died ! 
 Only Jesus will 1 know, 
 
 And Jesus crucified ! 
 
 3 Here will 1 set up my rest ; 
 
 My fluctuating heart 
 From the haven of his breast 
 
 Shall never more depart : 
 Whither should a sinner go ? 
 
 His.wounds for me stand open wide ; 
 Only Jesus will I know 
 
 And Jesus crucified. 
 
 4 Him to know is life and peace, 
 
 And pleasure without end ; 
 This is all my happiness, 
 
 On Jesus to depend ; 
 Daily in his grace to grow, 
 
 And ever in his faith abide, 
 Only Jesus will 1 know, 
 
 And Jesus crucified. 
 
 5 O that I could all invite, 
 
 This saving truth to prove : 
 
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 Show the length, the breadth, the height, 
 
 And depth of Jesus' love! 
 Fain I would to sinners show 
 
 The blood by faith alone applied ! 
 Only Jesus will I know, 
 
 And Jesus crucified. 
 
 jQ g Metre 25. Redeeming Grace. 
 
 (lOME, all who love my Lord and Master, 
 j And like old David'l will tell, 
 Though chief of sinners. I've found favor, 
 
 By grace redeemed from death and hell ; 
 Far as the east from west is parted, 
 
 So far my sins by dying love 
 From me by faith are separated, 
 
 Blest antepast of joys above. 
 I 1 late estranged from Jesus wandered, 
 
 And thought each dangerous poison good ; 
 But he in mercy long pursued me, 
 
 With cries of his redeeming blood ; 
 Though like Bartimeus 1 was blinded 
 
 In nature's darkest night coneeal'd, 
 But Jesus' love removed my blindness, 
 
 And he his pard'ning grace reveal'd. 
 Now I will serve Him while He spares me, 
 
 And with His people sing aloud ; 
 Though hell oppose, and sinners mock me, 
 
 In rapt'rous songs I'll praise my God ; 
 By faith 1 view the heavenly concert, 
 
 They sing high strains of Jesus' love ; 
 Oh ! with desire my soul is longing, 
 
 And fain would be with Christ above. 
 
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 4 That blessed day is fast approaching, 
 
 When Christ in glorious clouds will come 
 With sounding trumps and shouts of angels 
 
 To call each- faithful spirit home; 
 There's Abra'm Isaac, holy prophets, 
 
 And all the saints at God's right hand; 
 There hosts of angels join in concert — 
 
 Shout as they reach the promised land, 
 
 ÖÖO Metre 4. Disci-pie, 
 
 1 1 ESUS, T my cross have taken, 
 iJ All to leave and follow thee ; 
 Naked, poor, despised, forsaken, 
 
 Thou, from hence my all shall be; 
 Perish, ev'ry fond ambition, 
 
 All I've sought, or hoped or known, 
 Yet, how rich is rny condition, 
 
 God and heaven are still my own ! 
 
 2 Let the world despise and leave me — 
 
 They have left my Savior too : 
 Human hearts and looks deceive me — 
 
 Thou art not like them untrue ; 
 And whilst thou shalt smile upon me, 
 
 God of wisdom, love and might, 
 Foes may hate and friends disown me — 
 
 Show thy face and all is bright. 
 
 3 Go, then, earthly fame and treasure. 
 
 Come disaster, scorn, and pain; 
 
 In thy service pain is pleasure, 
 With thy favor loss is gain ; 
 
 I have call'd thee Abba, Father, 
 I have set my heart on thee ; 
 
 Storms may howl, and clouds may gather- 
 All must work for good to me. 
 
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 Man may trouble and distress me, 
 
 'Twill but drive me to thy breast, 
 Life with trials hard may press me, 
 
 Heaven will give me sweeter rest ; 
 Oh ! 'tis not in grief to harm me ; 
 
 While thy love is left to me ; 
 Oh ! twere not in joy to charm me, 
 
 Were that joy unmix'd with thee. 
 
 Soul, then know thy full salvation — 
 
 Rise o'er sin, and fear, and care ; 
 Joy to find in every station, 
 
 Something still to do or bear; 
 Think what Spirit dwells within thee — 
 
 Think what Father's smiles are thine ; 
 Think that Jesus died to win thee, 
 
 Child of heaven, canst thou repine ? 
 Haste thee on from grace to glory, 
 
 Armed by faith and winged by prayer — 
 Heaven's eternal day's before thee, 
 
 God's own hand shall guide thee there ; 
 Soon shall close thy earthly mission, 
 
 Soon shall pass thy pilgrim days ; 
 Hope shall change to glad fruition, 
 
 Faith to sight and prayer to praise. 
 
 )UzJ C. M. Rockingham. 
 
 FATHER how wide thy glories shine ! 
 How high thy wonders rise ! 
 Known throngh the earth by thousand signs, 
 
 By thousands through the skies : 
 Those mighty orbs proclaim thy power ; 
 
 Their motions speak thy skill : 
 And on the wings of everv hour 
 We read thy patience till. 
 
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 2 Part of thy name divinely stands, 
 
 On ail thy creatures writ, 
 They show the labor of thy bands, 
 
 Or impress of thy feet ; 
 But when we view thy strange design 
 
 To save rebellious worms, 
 Where vengeance and compassion join 
 
 In their divinest forms : 
 
 3 Here the whole Deity is known, 
 
 Nor dares a creature guess 
 Which of the glories brightest shone, 
 . The justice or the grace ; 
 Now the full glories of the Lamb 
 
 Adorn the heavenly plains : 
 Bright seraphs learn Immanuel's name, 
 
 And try their choicest strains. 
 
 4 O may 1 bear some humble part 
 
 In that immortal song! 
 Wonder and joy shall tune my heart, 
 
 And love command my tongue. 
 To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, 
 
 Who sweetly all agree 
 To save a world of sinners lost — 
 
 Eternal glory be. 
 
 Ö4rl/ Metre 53. Heavenly Treasure, 
 
 1 jj ELIGION ! 'tis a glorious treasure, 
 \\: The purchase of a Savior's blood, 
 It fills the soul with consolation, 
 
 It lifts the thoughts to things above. 
 It calms our fears, it soothes our sorrows, 
 
 It smoothes our way o'er life's rough sea 
 'Tis mix'd with goodness, meek humble patieiK 
 This heavenly portion mine shall be. 
 
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 While journeying here through tribulation, 
 
 In Christian love we'll march along; 
 And while strife severs the ambitious — 
 
 In Jesus Christ we'll all be one : 
 Religion pure unites together 
 
 In bonds of love and makes us free : 
 While endless ages are onward rolling, 
 
 This heavenly portion mine shall be. 
 How fleeting — vain — how transitory, 
 
 This world with all its pomp and show ; 
 Its vain delights, and short-lived pleasure — 
 
 I'll gladly leave them all below. 
 Eut love and grace shall be my story, 
 
 While 1 in Christ such beauties see; 
 While endless ages are onward rolling, 
 
 This heavenly portion mine shall be. 
 This earthly house must be dissolved, 
 
 And mortal life will soon be o'er ; 
 All earthly care, and earthly sorrow 
 
 Shall pain my eyes and heart no more ; 
 Religion pure will stand forever, 
 
 And my glad heart shall strengthen'd be, 
 While endless ages are onward rolling, 
 
 This heavenly portion mine shall be, 
 
 O l ± I CM. St. Stephens. 
 
 1 iTTHEN langour and disease invade 
 V V This trembling house of clay, 
 
 5 T is sweet to look beyond my pains, 
 And long to fly away. 
 
 2 Sweet to look inward and attend 
 The whispers of his love ; 
 
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 Sweet to look upward to the place 
 Where Jesus pleads above. 
 
 3 Sweet to look back and see my name, 
 
 In life's fair book set down ; 
 Sweet to look forward and behold 
 Eternal joys my own. 
 
 4 Sweet to reflect how grace divine 
 
 My sins on Jesus laid ; . 
 Sweet to remember that his blood, 
 My debt of suffering paid. 
 
 5 Sweet in his righteousness to stand, 
 
 Which saves from second death ; 
 Sweet to experience, day by day, 
 His Spirit's quickening breath. 
 
 d4/6 C. M. Youthful Piety. 
 
 1 pOMEj let us now forget our mirth, 
 \J And think that we must die ; 
 What are our best delights on earth, 
 
 Compared with those on high ! 
 
 2 Our pleasures here will soon be past — 
 
 Our brightest joys decay ; 
 But pleasures there forever last, 
 And cannot fade away 
 
 3 Here sins and sorrows we deplore, 
 
 With many cares distress'd 
 But there the mourners weep no more, 
 And there the weary rest. 
 
 4 Our dearest friends, when death shall call 
 
 At once must hence depart j 
 
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 But there we hope to meet them-all, 
 
 And never, never part. 
 Then let us love and serve the Lord, 
 
 With all our youthful pow'rs ; 
 And we shall gain this great reward, 
 
 This glory shall be ours. 
 
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 Metre 12. Solemn Summons. 
 
 HOW solemn the signal 1 hear ! 
 The summons that calls me away, 
 I In regions unknown to appear 
 
 How shall I the summons obey ? 
 What scenes in that world shall arise, 
 When life's latest sigh shall be lied, 
 And daikness has seaFd up mine eyes, 
 And deep in the dust I am laid. 
 
 No longer the world can I view, 
 
 The scenes which so long I have known ; 
 My friends, i must bid you adieu, 
 
 ♦ For here 1 must travel alone : 
 et here my Redeemer has trod, 
 His hallowed footsteps 1 know ; 
 I'll trust for defence to his rod, 
 And lean on his staff as 1 go. 
 
 Dear Shepherd of Israel, lead on, 
 
 My soul follows hard after thee ; 
 The phantoms of death are all liown, 
 
 When Jesus my Shepherd 1 see, 
 Dear brethren and sisters, 1 go 
 
 To wait your arrival above ; 
 Be faithful, and soon you shall know 
 
 The triumphs and joys of his love. 
 
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 1 TTTHAT poor despised company 
 
 VV Of travelers 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 I 
 Because of their rich robes unseen, 
 The world is not appriz'd. 
 
 4 But some of them seem poor, distress'd, 
 
 And lacking daily bread ! 
 Ah! they're of wealth divine possess'd, 
 With hidden manna fed. 
 
 5 Why do they keep that narrow road, £» 
 
 That rugged, thorny maze ? 
 Because, that way their Leader trod, 
 They love and keep his ways. 
 
 6 Why do they shun the pleasing path, 
 
 That worldlings love so well ? 
 Because it is the road of 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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 tt£) CM. Resignation, 
 
 1 "YT-E weary, heavy laden souls, 
 
 X Who are oppressed sore, 
 Ye trav'lers through the wilderness, 
 
 To Canaan's peaceful shore : 
 Through chilling winds, and beating rain, 
 
 The waters deep and cold, 
 And enemies surrounding you, 
 
 Take courage, and be bold. 
 
 2 Though storms and hurricanes arise 
 
 The desert all around, 
 And fiery serpents oft appear 
 
 Through the enchanted ground, 
 Dark nights, and clouds, and gloomy fear, 
 
 And dragons often roar ; 
 But while the gospel trump we hear, 
 
 We'll press for Canaan's shore. 
 
 3 We're often like the lonesome dove, 
 
 Who mourns her absent mate ; 
 From hill to hill, from vale to vale, 
 » Her sorrows to relate ; 
 ^But Canaan's land is just before, 
 Sweet spring is coming on, 
 A few more beating winds and rains, 
 And winter will be gone. 
 
 4 Sometimes like mountains to the sky, 
 
 Black Jordan's billows roar, 
 Which often makes the pilgrims fear, 
 
 They never will get o'er : 
 But let us gain Mount Pisgah's top, 
 
 And view the vernal plain, 
 To fright our souls may Jordan roar, 
 
 And hell may rage in vain. 
 
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 5 Methinks I now begin to see 
 
 The borders of that land ; 
 The trees of life, with heav'nly fruit, 
 
 In beauteous order stand : 
 The wint'ry time is past and gone, 
 
 Sweet flowers now appear, Le 
 
 The fiftieth year hath now rolled round, 
 
 The great Sabbatic year. 
 
 6 O, what a glorious sight appears, 
 
 To my believing eyes ; 
 Methinks I see Jerusalem, 
 
 A city in the skies ; Fo 
 
 Bright angels whisp'ring me away, l 
 
 " O come, my brother, come/' 
 And I am willing to be gone jj, 
 
 To my eternal home. 
 
 7 Farewell, my brethern in the Lord, 
 
 Who are to Canaan bound ; 
 And should we never meet again 
 
 'Till the last trump shall sound, 
 1 hope that I shall meet you there, 
 
 On that delightful shore; 
 In oceans of eternal bliss, 
 
 Where parting is no more. 
 
 04:0 MetreS. Mysterious Lotm\ f| 
 
 1 A ND can it be that 1 should gain 
 
 J\_ An interest in the Savior's blood ? 
 
 Died he for me, who caused his pain ? 
 For me, who him to death pursued? 
 
 Amazing love ! and can it be, 
 
 That thou, my Lord, shouldst die for me ! 
 
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 'Tis myst'ry all, th' Immortal dies! 
 
 Who can explore his strange design ! 
 In vain the first-born seraph tries 
 
 To sound the depths of love divine ! 
 5 T is mercy all ! Jet earth adore : 
 Let angel minds inquire no more. 
 He left his Father's throne above ; 
 
 (So free, so infinite his grace !) 
 Emptied himself of all but love, 
 
 And bled for Adam's helpless race ; 
 *T is mercy all, immense and free, 
 For, O my God, it found out me ! 
 
 Long my imprison'd spirit lay, 
 
 Fast bound in sin and nature's night : 
 
 Thine eye diffused a quick'ning ray ; 
 
 1 woke : The dungeon flamed with light ! 
 
 My chains fell off, my heart was free, 
 
 I rose, went forth, and followed thee. 
 
 No condemnation now I dread, 
 
 Jesus, and all in him is mine! 
 Alive in him, my lining Head, 
 
 And cloth'd in righteousness divine, 
 Bold I approach th' eternal throne, 
 And claim the crown, thro' Christ, my own. 
 
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 Metre 6. Chapel, 
 
 1 A ND am 1 only born to die ? 
 ±\ And must 1 suddenly comply 
 
 With nature's stern decree ? 
 What after death for me remains ? 
 Celestial joys or hellish pains, 
 To all eternity. 
 
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 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 No room for mirth or trifling here, 
 For worldly hope or worldly fear. 
 
 If life so soon is gone : 
 If now the Judge is at the door, 
 And all mankind must stand before^ 
 
 Th* inexorable throne ! 
 
 4 No matter which my thoughts employ ; 
 A moment's misery or joy ; 
 
 But O f when both shall end, 
 Where shall 1 find my destined place? 
 Shall 1 my everlasting days, 
 
 With fiends or angels spend ? 
 
 5 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. 
 
 6 Jesus, vouchsafe a pitying ray, 
 
 Be thou my Guide, be thou my Way 
 
 To glorious happiness ! 
 Ah ! write the pardon on my heart! 
 And whensoever I hence depart, 
 
 Let me depart in peace! 
 
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 1 A ND let our bodies part, 
 j\ To different climes repair ; 
 Inseparably join'd in heart, 
 
 The friends of Jesus are, 
 
 2 Jesus the Corner-Stone, 
 
 Did first our hearts unite ; 
 And still he keeps our spirits one, 
 Who walk with him in white. 
 
 3 let us still proceed 
 
 In Jesus work below ; 
 And following our triumphant Head. 
 To farther conquests go. 
 
 4 The vineyard of the Lord 
 
 Before his laborers lies ; 
 And lo ! we see the vast reward 
 Which 'waits us in the skies. 
 
 5 O let our heart and mind 
 
 Continually ascend, 
 That haven of repose to find, 
 Where all our labors end ! 
 
 6 Where all our toils are o'er, 
 
 Our suffering and our pain ; 
 Who meet on that etenal shore, 
 Shall never part again. 
 
 7 O happy, happy place, 
 
 Where saints and angels meet ! 
 There we shall see each others' face, 
 And all our brethren greet. 
 
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 8 The church of the first-born, 
 
 We shall with them be blest, 
 And crowned with endless joy, return 
 To our eternal rest. 
 
 9 With joy we. shall behold, 
 
 In yonder blest abode, 
 The patriarchs and prophets old, 
 And all the saints of God. 
 
 I 10 Abra ? m and Isaac, there, 
 And Jacob shall receive 
 The followers of their faith and prayer, 
 Who now in bodies live. 
 
 11 We shall our time beneath, 
 
 Live out in cheerful hope, 
 And fearless pass the vale of death, 
 And gain the mountain top. 
 
 12 To gather home his own 
 
 God shall his angels send, 
 And bid our bliss on earth begun, 
 In deathless triumphs end. 
 
 fj4-7 L. M. Abingdon* 
 
 HE word'ring world inquires to know 
 
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 Why 1 should love my Jesus so : 
 " What are his charms," say they, « above 
 The objects of a mortal love ? 
 2 Yes, my Beloved, to my sight, 
 
 Shows a sweet mixture, red and white ,• 
 All human beauties, all divine, 
 In my Beloved meet and shine. 
 
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 White is his soul, from blemish free ; 
 Keel with the blood he shed for me : 
 The fairest often thousand fairs ; 
 A sun among ten thousand stars. 
 
 His head the finest gold excels ; 
 There wisdom in perfection dwells; 
 And glory, like a crown, adorns 
 Those temples once beset with thorns. 
 
 Compassions in his heart are found, 
 Near to the signals of his wound : 
 His sacred side no more shall bear 
 The cruel scourge, the piercing spear. 
 
 His hands are fairer to behold 
 Than diamonds set in rings of gold ; 
 Those heavenly hands, that on the tree 
 Were nail'd and torn, and bled for me. 
 
 7 Though once he bowed his feeble knees, 
 Loaded with sins and agonies, 
 
 Now on the throne of his command, 
 His legs, like marble pillars stand. 
 
 8 His eyes are majesty and love. 
 The eaijle temper'd with the dove ; 
 No more shall trickling sorrow 7 roll 
 Through those dear windows of his soul. 
 
 9 His mouth, that pour'd out long complaints, 
 Now smiles and cheers his fainting saints ; 
 His countenance more graceful is 
 
 Than Lebanon with all its trees. 
 
 10 All over glorious is my Lord, 
 Must be beloved and yet adored ! 
 
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 His worth if all the nations knew, 
 
 Sure the whole earth would love him too ! 
 
 d£)U C. M. St. Martin's. 
 
 1 T1EHOLD the glories of the Lamb, 
 £) Amidst his Father's throne : 
 
 Prepare new honors for his name, 
 ?i And songs before unknown. 
 
 2 Let elders worship at his feet, 
 
 The church adore around ; 
 With vials full of odors sweet, 
 And harps of sweeter sound. 
 
 3 Those are the prayers of all the saints, 
 
 And these the hymns they raise : 
 Jesus is kind to our complaints, 
 He loves to hear our praise. 
 
 4 Eternal Father, who shall look 
 
 Into thy secret will ? 
 Who but the Son shall take that book, 
 And open every seal. 
 
 5 He shall fulfill thy great decrees, 
 
 The Son deserves it well ; 
 Lo ! in his hand, the sovereign keys 
 Of heav'n, and death, and hell ! 
 
 6 Now to the Lamb that once was slain, 
 
 Be endless blessings paid ; 
 Salvation, glory, joy, remain 
 Forever on thy head. 
 
 7 Thou hast redeemed our souls with blood, 
 
 Hast set the pris'ners free, 
 
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 Hast made us kings and priests to God, 
 And we shall reign with thee. 
 8 The worlds of nature and of grace 
 Are put beneath thy power ; 
 
 Then shorten these delaying days, 
 And bring the promised hour. 
 
 VÜJL L. M. Wells. 
 
 1 | 1FE is the time to serve the Lord, 
 J j The time t' insure the great reward, 
 And while the lamp holds out to burn, 
 The vilest sinner may return. 
 
 Life is the hour that God hath given 
 To 'scape from hell and fly to heav'n ! 
 The day of grace, and mortals may 
 Secure the blessings of the day. 
 
 The living know that they must die, 
 But all the dead forgotten lie ; 
 Their memory and their sense is gone, 
 Alike unknowing and unknown. 
 
 4 Their hatred and their love is lost, 
 Their envy buried in the dust ; 
 They have no share in all that's done 
 Beneath the circuit of the sun. 
 
 5 Then what my thoughts design to do, 
 My hands with all your might pursue, 
 Since no device nor work is found, 
 Nor faith, nor hope, beneath the ground* 
 
 6 There are no acts of pardon past 
 In the cold grave to which we haste ; 
 
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 But darkness, death, and long despair, 
 Reign, in eternal silence, there. 
 
 ÖO& Metre 9. Lenox. 
 
 1 T)LOW ye the trumpet, biow, 
 Jf) 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 Jesus our great High Priest, 
 
 Hath full atonement made : 
 Ye weary spirits, rest, 
 
 Ye mournful souls, be glad ; 
 The year of Jubilee is come ; 
 Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home. 
 
 3 Extol the Lamb cf God, 
 
 The all-atoning Lamb; 
 Redemption in his blood 
 
 Throughout the world proclaim ; 
 The year of Jubilee is come ; 
 Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home. 
 
 4 Ye slaves of sin and hell, 
 
 Your liberty receive, 
 And safe in Jesus dwell ; 
 And blest in Jesus live ; 
 The year of Jubilee is come ; 
 Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home. 
 
 5 Ye who have sold for nought 
 
 Your heritage above, 
 Shall have it back unbought, 
 The gift of Jesus' love; 
 
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 The year of Jubilee is come ; 
 Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home. 
 
 6 The Gospel trumpet hear, 
 
 The news of heavenly grace ; 
 And, sav'd from earth, appear 
 Before your Savior's face, 
 The year of Jubilee is come, 
 Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home. 
 
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 L, M. Portugal. 
 
 1 V? AR from my thoughts, vain world, be gone, 
 
 |H Let my religious hours alone : 
 Fain would my eyes my Savior see; 
 1 wait a visit, Lord, from thee. 
 
 My heart grows warm with holy fire 
 And kindles with a pure desire : 
 Come, my dear Jesus, from above, 
 And feed my soul with heavenly love. 
 
 I The trees of life immortal stand 
 In fragrant rows at thy right hand, 
 And in sweet murmurs by their side 
 Rivers of bliss perpetual glide. 
 
 I Haste then, but with a smiling fa^e, 
 And spread the table of thy grace: 
 Bring down a taste of truth divine, 
 And cheer my heart with sacred wine. 
 
 Bless'd Jesus ! what delicious fare, 
 How sweet thy entertainments are ! 
 Never did angels taste above, 
 Redeeming grace, and dying love 
 
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 6 Hail, great Immanuel, all divine ! 
 In thee thy Father's glories shine : 
 Thou brightest, sweetest, fairest One, 
 That eyes have seen or angels known. 
 
 ÖÖ4 L. M. Windham. 
 
 1 \[OW, in the heat of youthful blood ? 
 W Remember your Creator, God ; 
 Behold the months come hast'ning on, 
 When you shall say,— " My joys are gone." 
 
 2 Behold the aged sinner goes, 
 Laden with guilt and heavy woes, 
 Down to the regions of the dead, 
 With endless curses on his head. 
 
 3 The dust returns to dust again ; 
 The soul in agonies of pain 
 Ascends to God ; not there to dwell, 
 But hears her doom and sinks to hell. 
 
 4 Eternal King ! I fear thy name ; 
 Teach me to know how frail I am ; 
 
 r And when my soul must hence remove, 
 Give me a mansion in thy love. 
 
 OOO L. M. Old Hundred. 
 
 H T?IRM was my health, my day was bright, 
 JP And I presumed 't would ne'er be night ; 
 Fondly I said within my heart, 
 " Pleasure and peace shall ne'er depart." 
 
 2 But I forgot thine arm was strong, 
 Which made my mountain stand so long ; 
 
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 Soon as thy face began to hide, 
 
 My health was gone, my comforts died. 
 
 3 I cried aloud to thee, my God, 
 
 « What canst thou profit by my blood ? 
 
 Deep in the dust can 1 declare 
 
 Thy truth, or sing thy goodness there ? 
 
 4 " Hear me, O God of grace," I said, 
 
 " And bring me from among the dead ;'* 
 Thy words rebuked the pains 1 felt. 
 Thy pard'ning love remov'd my guilt. 
 
 5 My groans, and tears, and forms of woe, 
 Are turn'd to joy and praises now ; 
 
 I throw my sackcloth on the ground, 
 And ease and gladness gird me round. 
 
 6 My tongue, the glory of my frame, 
 Shall ne'er be silent of thy name ; 
 
 Thy praise shall sound thro' earth and heav'n, 
 For sickness heal'd, and sins forgiven. 
 
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 CM. Divinity, 
 
 ALL ye nations, praise the Lord, 
 Each with a different tongue ! 
 In every language learn his word, 
 And let his name be sung. 
 
 2 His mercy reigns through every land 
 Proclaim his grace abroad : 
 Forever firm his truth shall stand j 
 Praise ye the faithful God. 
 
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 OÖ I S - M. St. Thomas. 
 
 1 nPHE God Jehovah reigns, 
 X Let all the nations fear : 
 Let sinners tremble at his throne, 
 And saints be humble there. 
 
 Jesus the Savior reigns, 
 
 Let earth adore its Lord ; 
 Bright cherubs his attendants stand, 
 
 Swift to fulfill his word. 
 
 In Zion stands his throne, 
 
 His honors are divine : 
 His church shall make his wonders know 
 
 For there his glories shine. 
 
 How holy is his name ! 
 
 How terrible his praise ! 
 Justice and truth, and judgment join 
 
 In all his works of grace. 
 
 Metre 4. Charleston. 
 
 1 TTAPPY" soul, thy days are ended, 
 Lit All thy mourning days below ; 
 
 Go, by angel-guards attended, 
 To the sight of Jesus, go! 
 
 2 Waiting to receive thy spirit, 
 
 Lo ! the Savior 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, 
 
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 To his uttermost salvation, 
 
 To his everlasting rest. 
 4 For the joy he sets before thee, 
 
 Bear a momentary pain : 
 Die, to live the life of glory — 
 
 Suffer, with thy Lord to reign. 
 
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 CM. Dublin. 
 
 1 T"\THEN rising from the bed of death, 
 
 VV O'erwhelm'd with guilt and fear, 
 I see my Maker face to face, 
 O how shall 1 appear ! 
 
 2 If yet while pardon may be found, 
 
 And mercy may be sought. 
 My heart with inward horror shrinks, 
 And trembles at the thought ! 
 
 3 When thou, Ü Lord, shalt stand disclosed,; 
 
 In majesty severe, 
 And sit in judgement on my soul, 
 Oh how shall 1 appear. 
 
 4 But thou hast told the troubled mind, 
 
 Who does her sins lament, 
 
 The timely tribute of her tears 
 
 Shall endless woe prevent. 
 
 5 Then see the sorrows of my heart, 
 
 Ere yet it be too late ; 
 And hear my Savior's dying groans, 
 To give these sorrows weight. 
 
 6 For never shall my soul despair 
 
 Her pardon to procure, 
 
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 Who knows thine only Son has died, 
 To make her pardon sure. 
 
 <JV)U tl M. Solemnity. 
 
 1 TN glory bright the Savior reigns, 
 
 J And endles grandeur there sustains ; 
 We view his beams, and from afar 
 Hail him the bright, the Morning-Star. 
 
 2 Blest Star! where'er his lustre shines, 
 He all the soul with grace refines ; 
 And makes each harlpy saint declare, 
 He is the bright, the Morning-Star. 
 
 3 Sweet Star ! his influence is divine ; 
 Life, peace, and joy, attending shine ; 
 Death, hell, and sin, before him flee; 
 The bright, the Morning-Star is he. 
 
 4 Great Star ! in whom salvation dwells, 
 His beam the thickest cloud dispels ; 
 The grossest darkness flies afar, 
 Before this bright, this Morning-Star. 
 
 5 Eternal Star ! our songs shall rise, 
 When we shall meet thee in the skies ; 
 And, in eternal anthems, there 
 
 Praise thee, the bright, the Morning-Star, 
 
 00 1 C - M - Mear. 
 
 1 TV/TY drowsy powers, why sleep ye so ? 
 IVI Awake, my sluggish soul ? 
 Nothing has half thy work to do, 
 Yet nothing's half so dull. 
 
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 The little ants, for one poor grain 
 
 Labor, and tug, and strive : 
 Yet we, who have a heaven t' obtain, 
 
 How negligent we live ? 
 
 We, for whose sake all nature stands, 
 And stars their courses move ; 
 
 We, for whose guard the angel-bands 
 Come flying from above : 
 
 We, for whom God the Son, came down, 
 
 And laborM for our good ; 
 How careless to secure that crown 
 
 He purchased with his blood ! 
 
 Lord, shall we lie so sluggish still 
 
 And never act our parts ? 
 Come, holy Dove, from th' heavenly hill, 
 
 And sit and warm our hearts. 
 
 Then shall our active spirits move, 
 
 Upward our souls shall rise ; 
 With hands of faith, and wings of love, 
 
 We'll fly and take the prize. 
 
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 S. M. St. Thomas. 
 
 1 ^iHALL, Wisdom cry aloud, 
 
 O And not her speech be heard ? 
 The voice of God's eternal Word, 
 Deserves it no regard ? 
 
 2 " I was his chief delight, 
 
 His everlasting Son, 
 Before the first of all his works, 
 Creation, was begun. 
 
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 3 « Before the flying clouds, 
 
 Before the solid land, 
 Before the fields, before the floods, 
 1 dwelt at his right hand. 
 
 4 w When he adorn'd the skies, 
 
 And built them, I was there, 
 To order when the sun should rise, 
 And marshal every star. 
 
 5 « When he pour'd out the sea. 
 
 And spread the flowing deep; 
 I gave the flood a firm decree. 
 In its own bounds to keep. 
 
 6 " Upon the empty air 
 
 The earth was balanced well : 
 
 With joy I saw the mansion, where 
 
 The sons of men should dwell. 
 
 7 " My busy thoughts at first 
 
 On their salvation ran, 
 Ere sin was born, or Adam's dust 
 Was fashion'd into man. 
 
 8 "Then come, receive my grace, 
 
 Ye children, and be wise ; 
 Happy the man that keeps my ways ; 
 The man that shuns them dies." 
 
 ÖOU Metre 5. Cookham. 
 
 1 VTTHEN on Sinai's top I see 
 
 \ V God descend in Majesty 
 To proclaim his holy law, 
 All my spirit sinks with awe. 
 
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 2 When in ecstaey sublime, 
 Tabor's glorious steep I climb, 
 At the too stransporting light, 
 Darkness rushes o'er my sight. 
 
 3 When on Calvary I rest, 
 God in tiesh made manifest, 
 Shines in my Redeemer's face, 
 Fuil of beauty, truth, and grace. 
 
 4 Here I would forever stay, 
 Weep and gaze my soul away; 
 Thou art heaven on earth to me. 
 Lovely, mournful, Calvary. 
 
 Öv}4t CM. Buckingham. 
 
 1 A WAKE my soul to sound his praise, 
 ]\_ Awake, my harp, to sing; 
 
 Join, all my powers, the song to raise, 
 And morning incence bring. 
 
 2 Among the people of his care, 
 
 And through the nations round, 
 Glad songs of praise will I prepare, 
 And there his name resound. 
 
 3 Be thou exalted, O my God, 
 
 Above the starry frame ; 
 Diffuse thy heavenly grace abroad, 
 And teach the world thy name. 
 
 4 So shall thy chosen sons rejoice, 
 
 And throng thy courts above ; 
 While sinners hear thy pard'ning voice, 1 
 And taste Redeeming love 
 
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 OVO C. M. Liberty Hall. 
 
 1 ~jT\EAR Refuge of my weary soul, 
 
 I / 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 Hast thou not bid me seek thy face ? 
 
 And'shall 1 seek in vain ? 
 And can the ear of sovereign grace 
 Be deaf when 1 complain ? 
 
 4 No — still the ear of sovereign grace 
 
 Attends the mourner's pray'r ; 
 Oh may I ever find access 
 
 To breathe my sorrows there ! 
 
 15 Thy mercy-seat is open still ; 
 Here let my soul retreat ; 
 With humble hope attend thy will, 
 And wait beneath thy feet. 
 
 dUU Metre 26. Trinity. 
 
 1 f\ LORY to God on high ! 
 
 VJT Let heaven and earth reply, 
 
 « Praise ye his name ! 
 Angels, his love- adore, 
 Who all our sorrows bore; 
 Saints, sing for evermore, 
 « Worthy the Lamb." 
 
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 2 Ye, who surround the throne, 
 Cheerfully join in one, 
 
 Praising his name : 
 Ye, who have felt his blood 
 Sealing your peace with God, 
 Sound through the earth abroad, 
 
 « Worthy the Lamb. 55 
 
 3 Join all the ransom'd race, 
 Our Lord and God to bless : 
 
 Praise ye his name. 
 In him we will rejoice, 
 Making a cheerful noise, 
 Shouting with heart and voice, 
 
 " Worthy the Lamb I 53 
 
 4 Soon must we change our place, 
 Yet we will never cease 
 
 Praising his name : 
 Still we will tribute bring, 
 Hail him our gracious King ; 
 And through all ages sing, 
 
 « Worthy the Lamb!" 
 
 Vvl CM. Dublin. 
 
 VAIN man, thy fond pursuits forbear; 
 Repent ! — thy end is nigh ! 
 Death at the farthest, can't be far — 
 Oh, think before thou die ! 
 
 2 Reflect, thou hast a soul to save : 
 Thy sins— how high they mount ! 
 What are thy hopes beyond the grave ? 
 How stands that dread account? 
 
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 3 Death enters — and there 's no defence — 
 
 His time there's none can tell : 
 He'll in a moment call thee hence, 
 To heaven — or to hell ! 
 
 4 Thy flesh, perhaps thy chiefest care, 
 
 Shall crawling worms consume : 
 But, ah ! destruction stops not there — 
 Sin kills beyond the tomb. 
 
 5 To-day the gospel calls :— to-day, 
 
 Sinners, it speaks to you ; 
 Let every one forsake his way, 
 And mercy will ensue. 
 
 <0UO C. M. Peterborough. 
 
 1 T)LESS'D is the man who shuns the place, 
 
 I) Where sinners love to meet; 
 Who fears to tread their wicked w T ays, 
 And hates the scoffer's seat : 
 
 2 But in the statues of the Lord, 
 
 Has plac'd his chief delight ; 
 
 By day he reads or hears the word, 
 
 And meditates by night. 
 • 
 
 3 (He like a plant of generous kind 
 
 By living waters set, 
 Safe from the storms and blasting wind, 
 Enjoys a peaceful state.) 
 
 4 Green as the leaf, and ever fair 
 
 Shall his professions shine ; 
 
 While fruits of holiness appear 
 
 Like clusters on the vine. 
 
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 Not so the impious and unjust; 
 
 What vain designs they form ! 
 Their hopes are blown away like dust, 
 
 Or chaff before the storm. 
 
 Sinners in judgment shall not stand 
 
 Among the sons of grace, 
 When Christ, the Judge, at his right hand 
 
 Appoints his saints a place. 
 
 His eye beholds the path they tread, 
 
 His heart approves it well ; 
 But crooked ways of sinners lead 
 
 Down to the gates of hell. 
 
 ÖOy* L. M, Portugal. 
 
 OW lovely, how divinely sweet. 
 
 i pov\ 
 
 Lord, th^ sacred courts appear! 
 Fain would my longing passions meet 
 The glories of thy presence there. 
 
 O, blest the men, blest their employ, 
 Whom thy indulgent favors raise 
 To dwell in those abodes of joy, 
 And sing thy never-ceasing praise. 
 
 Happy the men whom strength divine 
 With ardent love and zeal inspires; 
 Whose steps to thy blest way incline, 
 With willing hearts and warm desires. 
 
 One day within thy sacred gate 
 Affords more real joy to me, 
 Than thousands in the tents of state; 
 The meanest place is bliss with thee. 
 
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 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 foes. 
 
 6 He pours his kindest blessings down, 
 Profusely down on souls sincere; 
 
 And grace shall guide, and glory crown, 
 The happy favorites of his care. 
 
 7 O 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. 
 
 Ö i\J Metre 5. Frankfort, 
 
 ^OME, my soul ! thy suit prepare, 
 
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 Jesus loves to answer prayer ; 
 He himself has bid thee pray; 
 Rise and ask without delay. 
 
 With my burden 1 begin ; 
 Lord ! remove this load of sin ; 
 Let thy blood, for sinners spilt, 
 Set my conscience free from guilt. 
 
 Lord ! I come to thee for rest, 
 Take possession of my breast ; 
 There, thy sovereign right maintain, 
 And without a rival reign. 
 
 While 1 am a pilgrim here, 
 
 Let thy love my spirit cheer ; 
 
 Be my Guide, my Guard, my Friend ; 
 
 Lead me to my journey's end. 
 
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 j Show me what I have to do, / 
 Every hour my strength renew; 
 Let me live a life of faith, 
 Let me die thy people's death. 
 
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 CM. Bangor— Walsal 
 
 1 T ORD, 1 approach thy mercy-seat, 
 J.J Where thou dost answer prayer ; 
 There humbly fall before thy feet, 
 
 For none can perish there. 
 
 2 Thy promise is my only plea ; 
 
 With this I venture nigh ; 
 Thou callest burden'd souls to thee, 
 And such, O Lord, am 1. 
 
 3 Bow'd down heneath a load of sin, 
 
 By Satan sorely press'd, 
 By war without and fear within, 
 1 come to thee for rest. 
 
 4 Be thou my Shield and Hiding-place ; 
 
 That, sheltered near thy side, 
 1 may my fierce accuser face, 
 And tell him — thou hast died. 
 
 5 Oh wondrous love ! — To bleed and die, 
 
 To bear the cross and shame 
 That guilty sinners, such as I, 
 Might plead thy gracious name. 
 
 Metre 4. Disciple. 
 
 I QWEET the moments, rich in blessing, 
 O Which before the cross I spend ; 
 
3 JO VARIOUS SUBJECTS. 
 
 Life, and health, and peace possessing 
 From the sinner's dying Friend ; 
 
 Here I'll sit forever viewing, 
 
 Mercy's streams in streams of blood : 
 
 Precious drops my soul bedewing, 
 
 Plead and claim my peace with God.* 
 
 2 Truly blessed is this station 
 
 Low before his cross to lie; 
 While I see divine compassion 
 
 Floating in his languid eye : 
 Here it is I find my heaven, 
 
 While upon the Lamb I gaze : 
 Love I much ? I've much forgiven, 
 
 I'm a miracle of grace ! 
 
 3 Love and grief my heart dividing, 
 
 With my tears feris feet I'll bathe ; 
 Constant still in faith abiding, 
 
 Life deriving from his death. 
 May J still enjoy this feelkig, 
 
 In all need to Jesus go ; 
 Prove his wounds each day more healing, 
 
 And himself more deeply know. 
 
 £J I t) Metre 24. Gospel Trumpet* 
 
 1 TT ARK ! how the gospel trumpet sounds ! 
 JLj[ Thro' all the earth the echo bounds ; 
 And Jesus by Redeeming blood, 
 
 Is bringing sinners back to God, 
 And guides them safely by his word, 
 To endless day. 
 
 2 Hail! all-victorious, conq'ring Lord! 
 Be thou by all thy works ador'd, 
 
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 Who undertook for sinful man, 
 And brought salvation through thy name, 
 That we with thee may ever reign 
 In endless day. 
 
 Fight on, ye conq'ring soul-, fight on, 
 And when the conquest you have won, 
 Then palms of vict'ry you shall bear, 
 And in his kiugdom have a share, 
 And crowns or glory ever wear 
 In endless day. 
 
 There we shall in full chorus join, 
 With saints and angels all combine, 
 To sing of his redeeming love, 
 When rolling years shall cease to move, 
 And this shall be our theme above 
 In endless day. 
 
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 C. M. Rockingham, 
 
 i \ HOW I love thy holy law ! 
 \ J 'Tis daily my delight ; 
 And thence my meditations draw 
 Divine advice by night. 
 
 My waking eyes prevent the day 
 
 To meditate thy word ; 
 My soul with longing melts away 
 
 To hear thy gospel, Lord. 
 
 How doth thy word my heart engage ! 
 
 How well employ my tongue ! 
 And in my tiresome pilgrimage, 
 
 Yields me a heavenly song. 
 
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 4 Am 1 a stranger, or at home, 1 
 
 'Tis my perpetual feast ; ) 
 
 Not honey dropping from the comb. 
 
 So much allures my taste. 
 
 5 No treasures so enrich the mind ; 
 
 Nor shall thy word be sold 
 
 For loads of silver well refined, 
 
 Or heaps of choicest gold. 
 
 6 When nature sinks and spirits droop, 
 
 Thy promises of grace 
 Are pillars to support my hope, — 
 And there 1 write thy praise. 
 
 Ölt) Metre 5. Sovereign Grace* 
 
 1 rpO thy pastures, fair and large, 
 
 jL Heavenly Shepherd, lead thy charge; 
 And my couch with tenderest care, 
 Midst the springing grass prepare. 
 
 2 When I faint, with summer's heat, 
 Thou shalt guide my weary feet 
 To the streams, that still and slow, 
 Through the verdant meadows flow. 
 
 3 Safe the dreary vale 1 tread, 
 
 By the shades of death o'erspread ; 
 With thy rod and staff supplied, 
 This my guard — and that my guide. 
 
 4 Constant to my latest end, 
 Thou my footsteps shalt attend ; 
 And shalt bid thy hallowed dome 
 Yield me an eternal home. 
 
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 1 I \) Metre 5. Divine Inquiry 
 
 SEEK, my soul, the narrow gate, 
 Enter ere it be too late ; 
 Many ask to enter there, 
 When too late to offer prayer. 
 
 God from mercy's seat shall rise, 
 And for ever bar the skies ; 
 Then, though sinners cry without, 
 He will say, « 1 know you not." 
 
 Mournfully will they exclaim, 
 « Lord, we have profess'd thy name ; 
 We have ate with thee, and heard, 
 Heavenly teaching in thy word." 
 
 Vain, alas ! will be there plea, 
 Workers of iniquity ; 
 Sad their everlasting lot- 
 Christ will say, " i know you not." 
 
 J J | L. M. Portugal. 
 
 BLESS'D Redeemer, how divine — 
 Jlow.righteous is this rule of thine, 
 
 «« Never to deal with others worse 
 
 Than we would have them deal with us. 
 I 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 5 T is written in each mortal breast, 
 
 Where all our tend'rest wishes rest ; 
 
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 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 our own fondest passion show 
 How we should treat our neighbor too. 
 
 5 How bless'd would every nation prove, 
 Thus ruled by equity and love! 
 
 All would be friends without a foe, 
 And form a paradise below. 
 
 ÖIÖ CM. Brunswick. 
 
 1 "\7E mourning saints whose streaming tear 
 J 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 rev'rence view 
 A heavenly Parent nigh. 
 
 3 Though your young branches torn away, 
 
 Like withered 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 
 Could yield so high a grace. 
 
 5 " Transient and vain is every hope 
 
 A rising race can give j 
 
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 In endless honor and delight, 
 I My children all shall live." 
 
 We welcome, Lord, those rising tears, 
 Through which thy face we see, 
 
 And bless those wounds, which thro'our hearts 
 Prepare a way for thee. 
 
 Me/ Metre 41. Evmi?ig Thought. 
 
 1 T?RE 1 sleep, for every favor. 
 
 P4 This day shown 
 
 By my God, 
 1 do bless my Savior. 
 
 2 Leave me not but ever love me; 
 
 Let thy peace 
 Be my bliss, 
 Till thou hence remove me. 
 
 3 Thou my Rock, my Guard, my Tower, 
 
 Safely keep 
 While I sleep, 
 Me, with all thy power. 
 
 4 And when e^er in death 1 slumber, 
 
 Let me rise 
 With the wise, 
 Counted in their number. 
 
 ] 
 
 ÖÖ öl M. B.ih 
 
 1 IN evil long I took delight, 
 j Tin a wed by shame or fear 
 Till a new object struct my sight, 
 And stopp'd my wild career. 
 
346 VARIOUS SUBJECTS. 
 
 2 I saw One hanging on a tree, 
 
 In agonies and blood : 
 He fixed his languid eyes on me, 
 As near his cross I stood. 
 
 3 O ! never, till my latest breath, 
 
 Shall I forget that look ; 
 It seemed to charge me with his death, 
 Though not a word he spoke. 
 
 4 My conscience felt and own'd the guilt, 
 
 Lt plunged me in despair ; 
 I saw my sins his blood had spilt, 
 And helped to nail him there. 
 
 5 A second look he gave, which said, 
 
 « 1 freely all forgive; 
 This blood is for thy ransom paid ; 
 I die that thou may'st live." 
 
 6 Thus while his death my sin displays 
 
 In all its darkest hue, 
 Such is the mystery of grace, 
 It seals my pardon too. 
 
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 C. M, Augusta. 
 
 1 \ It AJESTIC sweetness sits enthroned 
 J VI Upon the Savior's brow ; 
 
 His head with radiant glories crown'd, 
 His lips with grace o'erflow. 
 
 2 No mortal can with him compare, 
 
 Among the sons of men ; 
 Fairer is he than all the fair 
 Who fill the heavenly train. 
 
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 ] He saw me plunged in deep distress, 
 And flew to ray relief; 
 For me he bore the shameful cross. 
 And carried all my grief. 
 
 I To him I owe my life and breath, 
 And all the joys I have ; 
 He makes me triumph over death, 
 And saves me from the grave. 
 
 ) To heaven, the place of his abode, 
 He brings my weary feet, 
 Shows me the glories of my God, 
 And makes my joys complete. 
 
 > Since from his bounty 1 receive 
 Such proofs of love divine, 
 Had 1 a thousand hearts to give, 
 Lord, they should all be thine. 
 
 'JO/O L. M. Gravity. 
 
 n HE heav'ns declare thy glory, Lord; 
 1 In every star thy wisdom shines; 
 But when our eyes behold thy word, 
 We read thy name in fairer lines. 
 
 The rolling sun, the changing light, 
 
 And nights and days thy power confess; 
 
 But that blest voiume thou hast writ, 
 Reveals thy justice and thy grace. 
 
 Sun, moon, and stars convey thy praise 
 Around the earth, and never stand ; 
 
 So, when thy truth began its race, 
 It touched and glanced on every land. 
 
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 4 Nor shall thy spreading gospel rest 
 
 Till through the world thy truth has run, 
 Till Christ has all the nations blest 
 That see the light or feel the sun. 
 
 5 Great Sun of Righteousness, arise; 
 
 0, bless the world with heavenly light; 
 Thy gospel makes the simple wise ; 
 
 Thy laws are pure, thy judgments right. 
 
 6 Thy noblest wonders here we view, / 
 
 In souls renew'd and sins forgiven ; 
 Lord cleanse my sins, my soul renew, 
 And make thy word my guide to heaven. 
 
 Metre 5. Divine Inquiry \ 
 
 ARY to the Savior's tomb, 
 Hasted at the early dawn ; 
 Spice she brought, and sweet perfume, 
 
 But ihe Lord she lov'd had gone: 
 For a while she ling'ring stood, 
 
 Fill M with sorrow and surprise ; 
 Trembling while a crystal flood 
 Issued from her weeping eyes. 
 
 2 But her sorrows quickly fled, 
 
 When she heard his welcome voice ; 
 Christ had risen from the dead ; 
 
 Now he bids her heart rejoice ; 
 What a change his word can make, 
 
 Turning darkness into day ; 
 Ye who weep for Jesus sake, 
 
 He will wipe your tears away. 
 
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 Ip4t * Metre 14. Brandenburg, 
 
 1 / \ O when the morning shineth, 
 IT Go when the noon is bright, 
 Go when the eve declineth, 
 
 Go in the hush of night ; 
 Go with pure mind and feeling, 
 
 Fling earthly thought away, 
 And in thy closet kneeling, 
 
 Do thou in secret pray. 
 
 2 Remember all who love thee, 
 
 All who are lov'd by thee; 
 Pray, too, for those who hate thee, 
 
 If any such th^re be ; 
 Then for thyself, in meekness, 
 
 A blessing; humbly claim, 
 And blend with fach petition 
 
 Thy great Redeemer's name. 
 
 3 Or if 1 is e'er denied thee 
 
 In sohtude to pray, 
 Should holy thoughts come o'er thee 
 
 When friends are round thy way, 
 E'en then the silent breathing, 
 
 Thy spirit raised above, 
 Will reach "his throne of glory, 
 
 Where dwells eternal love. 
 
 4 0, not a joy or blessing 
 
 With this can w r e compare — 
 The grace our Father gave us 
 
 To pour our souls in prayer : 
 Whene'er thou pin'st in sadness, 
 
 Before his footstool fall ; 
 
350 VARIOUS SUBJECTS, 
 
 Remember in thy gladness, 
 His love who gave thee all. 
 
 dOf) L. M. Gravity. 
 
 1 1 O ! round the throne at God's right hand, 
 JLj The saints, in countless myriads stand, 
 Of every tongue redeemed to God, 
 Arrayed in garments wash'd in blood. 
 
 2 Through tribulation great they came : 
 They bore the cross, despised the shame: 
 From all their labors, now they rest, 
 
 In God's eternal glory blest. 
 
 3 Hunger and thirst they feel no more ; 
 Nor sin, nor pain, nor death deplore : 
 The tears are wiped from every eye, 
 And sorrow yields to endless joy. 
 
 4 They see their Savior face to face, 
 And sing the triumphs of his grace : 
 Him day and night they ceaseless praise ; 
 To him their loud hosannas raise. 
 
 5 Worthy the Lamb, for sinners slain, 
 Through endless years to live and reign ; 
 Thou hast redeemed us by thy blood, 
 And made us kings and priests to God. 
 
 dOU C. M. Dublin— Walsal. 
 
 1 TT AVE mercy, gracious Lord, forgive, 
 |JL Are not thy mercies free ? 
 May not a dying sinner live, 
 Who truly turrfs to thee ? 
 
VARIOUS SUBJECTS. 351 
 
 My sins are great, 1 must confess, 
 
 Far more than I can know ; 
 But O, thy love and pard'ning grace ! 
 
 Are great and boundless too. 
 
 O. cleanse me from my sin and guilt, 
 And make my conscience clean : 
 
 My heart with godly sorrow melt, 
 To mourn for ev'ry sin. 
 
 4 Great God, I must confess with shame, 
 
 1 can't deny, but own, 
 Corrupted, vile, and base 1 am, 
 As I to thee am known. 
 
 5 Yet save my soul from deep despair, 
 
 According to thy word ; 
 To thee, I make my feeble prayer : 
 To thee, my gracious Lord. 
 
 Metre 5. Bozrah. 
 
 1 TTTHO is this that comes from far, 
 
 V V Clad in garments dipp'd in blood ? 
 Strong triumphant traveler, 
 
 Is he man or is he God ? 
 I that speak in righteousness, 
 
 Son of God and Man 1 am, 
 Mighty to redeem your race, 
 
 Jesus is your Savior's name. 
 
 2 Wherefore are thy garments red, 
 
 Dy'd as in a crimson sea ? 
 They that in the wine-vat tread, 
 Are not stain'd so much as thee. 
 
352 VARIOUS SUBJECTS. 
 
 "I the Father's favorite Son, 
 
 Have the dreadful wine-press trod 
 
 Borne the vengeful wrath alone, 
 All the fiercest wrath of God. 5 ' 
 
 3 Kind thou art, and full of love. 
 
 Savior God, to suffer thus ; 
 Rich the grace thy people prove — 
 
 Thou hast shed thy blood for us. 
 May thy love's constraining power 
 
 Tune our hearts and tongues to sing — 
 May we in this favor'd hour 
 
 To the cross our trophies bring. 
 
 ÖOO Metre 9. Car mar than. 
 
 1 \I7 ELC0ME — delightful morn 
 
 YV Thou day of sacred rest ! 
 1 hail thy kind return ; — 
 
 Lord ! make these moments blest ; 
 From the low train of mortal toys, 
 I soar to reach immortal joys, 
 
 2 Now may the king descend, 
 
 And fill his throne of grace : 
 Thy sceptre, Lord ! extend, 
 
 While saints address thy face : 
 Let sinners feel thy quick'ning w 7 ord, 
 And learn to know and fear the Lord. 
 
 3 Descend, celestial Dove ! 
 
 With all thy quick'ning powers ; 
 Disclose a Savior's Iovp, 
 
 And bless the Sacred hours ; 
 Then shall my soul new life obtain, 
 Nor Sabbaths be bestowed in vain. 
 
VARIOUS SUBJECTS. 353 
 
 OOU L -JVr. Uxbridge. 
 
 1 TT^ROM every stormy wind that blows, 
 JP From every swelling tide of woes, 
 There is a calm, a sure retreat ; 
 
 'Tis found before the mercy-seat. 
 
 2 There is a place where Jesus sheds 
 The oil of gladness on our heads — 
 A place of all on earth most sweet ; 
 It is :he blood-bought mercy-seat. 
 
 3 There is a scene where spirits blend, 
 Where friend holds fellowship with friend: 
 Though sundered far, by faith they meet 
 Around one common mercy-seat. 
 
 4 There, there, on eagle wings we soar, 
 And sin and sense molest no more ; 
 
 And heaven comes dow T n our souls to greet, 
 And glory crowns the mercy-seat. 
 
 Öt/XJ Metre 13. Amsterdam* 
 
 1 QINNER, hear the Savior's call, 
 O H e 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, 
 
 See the love that fills his heart, 
 And wipes away thy tears. 
 
 2 Why art thou afraid to come, 
 
 And tell him all thy case ? 
 12 
 
354 VARIOUS SUBJECTS. 
 
 He will not pronounce thy doom, 
 Nor frown thee from his face ; 
 
 Wilt thou fear Immanuel ? 
 
 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 
 
 Pierc'd with a thousand wounds ! 
 Hark, from each, as with a tongue, 
 
 The voice of pardon sounds ! 
 See from all his bursting veins, 
 
 Blood of wondrous virtue flow! 
 Sheds to wash away thy stains, 
 
 And ransom thee from woe. 
 
 4 Though his majesty be great. 
 
 His mercy is no less ; 
 Though he thy transgressions hate, 
 
 He feels for thy distress : 
 By himself the Lord has sworn, 
 
 He delights not in thy death ; 
 But invites thee to return, 
 
 That thou mayest live by faith, 
 
 5 Raise thy downcast eyes, and see 
 
 What throngs his throne surround ! 
 These though sinners once like thee, 
 
 Have full salvation found, 
 Yield not then to unbelief, 
 
 While he says, " There yet is room ; 5 
 Though of sinners thou art chief, 
 Since Jesus calls thee, come. 
 
VARIOUS SUBJECTS. 355 
 
 OOl S - M - Watchman. 
 
 1 "QLEST are the sons of peace, 
 
 |j Whose hearts and hopes are one : 
 Whose kind designs to serve and please 
 Through all their actions run. 
 
 2 Blest is the pious house 
 
 Where zeal and friendship meet, 
 Their songs of praise, their mingled vows, 
 Make their communion sweet. 
 
 3 Thus when on Aaron's head 
 
 They pour'd the rich perfume, 
 The oil through all his raiment spread, 
 And pleasure fill'd the room. 
 
 4 Thus on tile heavenly hills, 
 
 The saints are blest above, 
 Where joy, like morning dew, distils, 
 And all the air is love. 
 
 Öö/£ Metre 4. Disciple. 
 
 1GHTY God, while angels bless thee, 
 May a mortal lisp thy name? 
 Lord of men as well as angels 
 
 Thou art every creature's theme : 
 Lord of every land and nation, 
 
 Ancient of eternal days, 
 Sounded through the wide creation 
 Be thy just and lawful praise. 
 
 For the grandeur of thy nature, — 
 Grand beyond a seraph's thought, 
 
356 VARIOUS SUBJECTS. 
 
 For the worders of creation, — 
 
 Works with skill and kindness wrought,— 
 For thy providence, that governs 
 
 Through thine empire's wide domain, 
 Wings an angel, guides a sparrow T , — 
 Blessed be thy gentle reign. 
 
 3 For thy rich, thy free redemption, — 
 
 Bright, though vail'd in darkness long, — 
 Thought is poor, and poor expression ; 
 
 Who can sing that wondrous song ? 
 Brightness of the Father's glory, 
 
 Shall thy praise unuttered lie ? 
 Break, my tongue such guilty silence ; 
 
 Sing the Lord who came to die ? — 
 
 4 From the highest throne of glory, 
 
 To the cross of deepest woe, 
 Came to ransom guilty captives ; — 
 
 Flow, my praise, forever flow : 
 Re-ascend, immortal Savior ; 
 
 Leave thy footstool, take thy throne ; 
 Thence return and reign forever ; 
 
 Be the kingdom all thy own. 
 
 OoÖ Metre 5. Bozrah. 
 
 1 XlTJrllLE with ceaseless course the sun 
 VV Hasted through the former year, - 
 Many souls their race have run, 
 Never more to meet us here : 
 Fixed in an eternal state, 
 
 They have done with all below ; 
 We a little longer wait ; 
 
 But how little — none can know. 
 
various subjects. 357 
 
 2 Spared to see another year, 
 
 Let thy bessing 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 hencefoth how to live 
 
 With eternity in view ; 
 Eless thy word to old and young, 
 
 Fill us with a Savior's love, 
 When our life's short race is run, 
 
 May we dwell with thee above. 
 
 394 CM. Balerma. 
 
 1 QHJEPHERD divine, our wants relieve, 
 1} In this our evil day ; 
 
 To all thy tempted foll'wers give 
 The power to watch and pray. 
 
 2 Long as our fiery trials last* 
 
 Long as the cross we bear ; 
 O let our souls on thee be cast 
 In never-ceasing prayer ! 
 
 3 The spirit of redeeming grace, 
 
 Give us in faith to claim ;' 
 To wrestle till we see thy face, 
 And know thy hidden name v . 
 
358 VARIOUS STJBJE.CTS. 
 
 4 Till thou thy perfect love impart, 
 Till thou thyself bestow ; 
 
 Be this the cry of every heart, 
 " I will not let thee go." 
 
 5 Then let me on the mountain top, 
 Behold thy open face ; 
 
 Where faith m sight is swallowed up, 
 And prayer in endless praise. 
 
 395 
 
 CM. Arlington. 
 
 1 "rv AÜGÖTER of Zion, from the dust 
 
 \J Exalt thy fallen head ; 
 Again in thy Redeemer trust ; 
 He calls thee from the dead. 
 
 2 Awake — awake !^ — put on thy strength, 
 
 Thy beautiful array ; 
 The day of freedom dawns at length, 
 The Lord's appointed day. 
 
 3 Rebuild thy walls — thy bounds enlarge, 
 
 And send thy heralds forth ; 
 Say to the south — "Give up thy charge, 
 And keep not back, O North I" 
 
 4 They come! they come! — thine exile bands, 
 
 Where'er they rest or roam, 
 Have heard thy voice in distant lands, 
 And hasten to their home. 
 
 5 Thus, though the world at last shall burn, 
 
 And God his works destroy, 
 With songs thy ransomed shall return, 
 And everlasting joy. 
 
VARIOUS SUBJECTS. 359 
 
 e/e/U L. M. Abingdon. 
 
 1 A NOTHER day has passed along 
 J\_ And we are nearer to the tomb, — 
 Nearer to join the heavenly song, 
 
 Or hear the last eternal doom. 
 
 2 Sweet is the light of Sabbath-eve 
 And soft the sunbeams ling'ring there ; 
 For these blest hours, the world I leave, 
 Wafted on wings of faith and prayer. 
 
 3 The time how lovely and how still ; 
 Peace shines and smiles on all below, — 
 The plain, the stream, the wood, the hill, — 
 All fair with evening's setting glow. 
 
 4 Season of rest ! the tranquil soul 
 
 Feels the sweet calm, and melts to love, — 
 And while these sacred moments roll, 
 Faith sees a smiling heaven above. 
 
 5 Nor will our days of toil be long, 
 Our pilgrimage will soon be trod ; 
 And we shall join the ceasless song, — 
 The endless Sabbath of our God. v 
 
 VO / L. M. Gravity. 
 
 1 f\ HAPPY day that fix'd my choice 
 \ I On thee, my Savior and my God : 
 Well may this glowing heart rejoice, 
 And tell its raptures all abrod. 
 
 2 happy bond, that seals my vows, 
 To him who merits all my love ; 
 
360 various Subjects. 
 
 Let cheerful anthems fill his house, 
 While to that sacred shrine I move. 
 
 3 'Tis done— -the great transaction's done ; 
 1 am my Lord's and he is mine ; 
 
 He drew me and 1 followed on, 
 Charm'd to confess the voice divine. 
 
 4 Now rest my long divided heart, 
 Fix'd on this blissful centre rest ; 
 With ashes who would grudge to part, 
 When call'd on angels' bread to feast i 
 
 3 
 
 S. M. Aylesbury* 
 
 '0 
 
 Rest for the weary soul ? 
 'Twere vain the ocean-depths to sound, 
 Or pierce to either pole. 
 
 The world can never give, 
 The bliss for which we sigh ; 
 
 'Tis not the whole of life to live, 
 Nor all of death to die. 
 
 Beyond this vale of tears, 
 
 There is a life above, 
 Unmeasured 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 ; 
 
VARIOUS SUBJECTS. 361 
 
 t 
 
 Lest we be banished from thy face, 
 And evermore undone. 
 
 399 
 
 Metre 9. Lenox* 
 
 1 T7ES, the Redeemer rose ; 
 
 X The Savior left the dead ; 
 And o'er our hellish foes 
 
 High raised 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." 
 
 L Ye mortals! catch the sound, — 
 Redeemed by him from hell ; 
 And send the echo round 
 
 The globe, on which you dwell ; 
 
362 VARIOUS SUBJECTS. 
 
 Transported, cry, — 
 
 " Jesus who bled, 
 
 Hath left the dead, 
 No more to die.' 5 
 5 All hai! ! triumphant Lord ! 
 
 Who sav'st us with thy blood : 
 Wide be thy name adored, 
 
 Thou rising reigning God ! 
 With thee we rise, 
 
 With thee we reign, 
 
 And empires gain, 
 Beyond the skies. 
 
 400 
 
 Metre 14. Illumination, 
 
 1 npHE morning light is breaking ; 
 
 JL The darkness disappears ; 
 The sons of earth are waking 
 
 To penitential tears ; 
 Each breeze that sweeps the ocean 
 
 Brings tidings from afar 
 Of nations in commotion, 
 
 Prepared for Zion's war. 
 
 2 Rich dews of grace come o'er us, 
 
 In many a gentle shower, 
 And brighter scenes before us 
 
 Are opening every hour : 
 Each cry to heaven going, 
 
 Abundant answers brings, 
 And heavenly gales are blowing, 
 
 With peace upon their wings. 
 
 3 See heathen nations bending 
 
 Before the God we love, 
 
VARIOUS SUBJECTS. 363 
 
 And thousand hearts ascending 
 
 in gratitude above ; 
 While sinners, now confessing, 
 
 The gospel call obey, 
 And seek the Savior's blessing, — 
 
 A nation in a day. 
 
 Blest river of salvation, 
 
 Pursue thy onward way; 
 Flow thou to every nation, 
 
 Nor in thy richness stay : 
 Stay not till all the lowly 
 
 Triumphant reach their home ; 
 Stay not till all the holy 
 
 Proclaim, " The Lord is come." 
 
 401 
 
 Metre 11. Hinton. 
 
 3 f\ ZTON afflicted with wave upon wave, 
 
 \J Whom no man can comfort, whom no man 
 
 can save ; 
 With darkness surrounded, by terror dismayed, 
 In toiling and rowing thy strength is decayed, 
 
 2 Loud roaring the billows now nigh overwhelm, 
 Butskillful's the Pilot that sits at the helm, 
 
 His wisdom conducts thee ,his pow'r thee defends : 
 In safety and quiet the warfare he ends. 
 
 3 " O fearful ! O faithless !" in mercy he cries, 
 
 " My promise, my truth, are they light in thine 
 
 eyes ? 
 Still, still I am with thee, my promise shall stand; 
 Through tempest and tossing I'll bring thee to land. 
 
 4 Then trust me and fear not ; thy life is secure; 
 My wisdom is perfect, supreme is my pow'r ; 
 
 \ 
 
 • 
 
364 
 
 VARIOUS SUBJECTS. 
 
 In love I correct thee, thy soul to refine. 
 
 To make thee at length in my likeness to shine. 
 
 4U/0 C. M. Balerma. 
 
 1 |3 Y cool Siloam's shady rill 
 Xj How fair the lily grows ! 
 
 How sweet the breath beneath the hill, 
 Of Sharons dewy rose ! 
 
 2 Lo ! such the child w T hose early feet 
 
 The paths of peace have trod, 
 Whose secret heart, with influence sweet, 
 Is upward drawn to God. 
 
 3 By cool Siloam's shady rill 
 
 The lily must decay ; 
 The rose, that blooms beneath the hill, 
 Must shortly fade away. 
 
 4 And soon, too soon, the wint'ry hour 
 
 Of man's maturer age 
 Will shake the soul with sorrow's power 
 And stormy passion's rage. , 
 
 5 O Thou who givest life and breath, 
 
 We seek thy grace alone, 
 In childhood, manhood, age and death, 
 To keep us still thine own. 
 
CONTENTS 
 
 PUBLIC Worship From page 1 to 53 
 
 Nativity of Christ 54 63 
 
 New-Year 64 68 
 
 Crucifixion 69 83 
 
 Resurrection 84 86 
 
 The Word of God 87 91 
 
 Faith and Repentance 91 93 
 
 Baptism 94—101 
 
 Prayer and Supplication 101 — 130* 
 
 Invitation 131 — 150 
 
 Comfort in Tribulation 150 — 153 
 
 Infinite Mercy 154 — 158 
 
 The Love of God 159—164 
 
 Morning Hymns 165—171 
 
 Evening Hymns. 172—177 
 
 Frailty of Man 178—180 
 
 Funeral 181—194 
 
 Judgment 194—200 
 
 Vanity of Earthly Things 200—202 
 
 Heavenly joy , 202—215 
 
 Breathing after God and Holiness. .216— 244 
 
 Adoration and Praise 245 — 252 
 
 Resignation to God , .253 — 255 
 
 Trusting in God 256—261 
 
 Warning Hymns 261—269 
 
 Penitential 270—272 
 
 Prodigal Son w 273—275 
 
 Marriage Hymns 276—277 
 
 Commu nion 277—287 
 
 Feet- Washing 288— 29T 
 
 Parting Hymns 291—297^ 
 
 Various Subjects ; . . .297—364 
 
METRICAL INDEX. 
 
 This Index shows which hymns will be 
 Sung to the same Metre. The first three — 
 Long Common, and Short — are here omitted. 
 These Metres correspond with the Metrical 
 Index of the Fourth Edition of the Music Book 
 «entitled " Genuine Chuech Music," or "Har- 
 inoNiA Sacra." 
 
 METRE 4. 
 
 8's & 7's. 
 
 Page. 
 
 COME thou everlasting Spirit 287 
 
 Come thou Fount of every blessing 219 
 
 Dark and thorny is the desert 304 
 
 God is love, his mercy brightens 163 
 
 Great High Priest, we view T thee stooping 82 
 
 Hail my ever-blessed Jesus , P 231 
 
 Hail thou once despised Jesus 72 
 
 Happy soul thy days are ended 328 
 
 Hark what mean those holy voices 62 
 
 Jesus I my cross have taken 308 
 
 Mighty God, while angels bless thee 355 
 
 Prince of peace be ever near us. 52 
 
 Savior I do feel thy merit.» 302 
 
 Sinners take the friendly warning 195 
 
METRICAL INDEX. 367 
 
 Page- 
 metre 5. 
 
 4 lin s 7's & 8 I nes 7's. 
 
 ANGELS roll the rock away 86- 
 
 Depth of* mercy can there be 154 
 
 Hark my soul it is the Lord 19 
 
 Hark the herald, angels sing 61 
 
 Holy Jesus, lovely Lamb 122 
 
 1 mine Ebenezer raise 253 
 
 Jesus lover of my soul - .113 
 
 Jesus precious name excels 131 
 
 Lord I cannot Jet thee go ...112 
 
 Lord we come before thee now 116 
 
 Mary to the Savior's tomb 348 
 
 "Now the shades of night are gone 169 
 
 Seek my soul the narrow gate 343 
 
 Sinner art thou still secure 263 
 
 Sinners turn why will ye die 14 
 
 Softly now the light of day 177 
 
 To thy pastures fair and large 342 
 
 Tell me Savior from above 221 
 
 When on Sinai's top 1 see 332 
 
 Who is this that comes from far 351 
 
 METRE 6. 
 
 8,8,6,8,8,6, 
 And am 1 only born to die 317 
 
 My God thy boundless love we praise... 157 
 
 METRE 7. 
 
 8,7,8,7,4,7. 
 ANGELS from the realms of glory, 63 
 
368 metrical index. 
 
 Page. 
 
 Gome ye sinners, come to Jesus 38 
 
 Come ye sinners poor and needy 148 
 
 Day of Judgment day of wonder 196 
 
 Hark the voice of love and mercy 278 
 
 Lo he cometh countless trumpets 199 
 
 Lo he comes with clouds descending. . . . 198 
 
 Lord dismiss us with thy blessing 50 
 
 O thou God of my salvation 303 
 
 On the mountain's top appearing 42 
 
 Savior visit thy plantation 300 
 
 See from Zion's Sacred mountain 213 
 
 METRE 8. 
 
 6 line's 8's. 
 
 AND can it be that I should gain 316 
 
 Farewell my brethren in the Lord 294 
 
 Go watch and pray thou canst not tell. .. 1 15 
 
 Jesus thy boundless love to me 110 
 
 My Savior thou thy love to me Ill 
 
 When gathering clouds around I view. . .254 
 Would Jesus have the sinner die 152 
 
 METRE 9. 
 
 6,6,656,8,8. 
 
 .RISE my soul arise 259 
 
 How ye the trumpet blow 324 
 
 'ome every pious heart 140 
 
 'he Lord of earth and sky 66 
 
 Welcome delightful morn 352 
 
 Yes the Redeemer rose 361 
 
METRICAL INDEX. 369 
 
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 Page. 
 METRE 10. 
 
 10,10,11,11. 
 
 BEGONE, unbelief, my Savior is near... 162 
 Come Lord from above the mountains. .. 126 
 O all that pass by to Jesus draw near... 137 
 O tell me no more of this world's vain. . . 161 
 
 what shall I do my Savior to praise. ..250 
 Ye thirsty for God to Jesus give ear 137 
 
 METRE 11. 
 
 4 lines ll's. 
 
 Come children of Zion and help us to sing 29 
 Farewell my dear brethren the time is at292 
 How firm a foundation ye saints of the Lorl55 
 
 1 would not live always t ask not to stay212 
 O Zion afflicted with wave upon wave.. 363 
 Thy mercy my God is the theme of my.. 164 
 Why sleep ye my brethren, come let us. 136 
 
 METRE 12. 
 
 8 lines 8's. 
 
 AWAY with our sorrow and fear 211 
 
 How blest is our brother bereft 188 
 
 How solemn the signal I hear 313 
 
 How shall a lost sinner in pain 123 
 
 How tedious and tasteless the hours 297 
 
 Inspirer and hearer of prayer. 176 
 
 Thou Shepherd of Israel and mine.. 234 
 
 When sinners awake and perceive 100 
 
 When Joseph his brethren beheld 298 
 
 V 
 
370 metrical index. 
 
 Page. 
 METRE 13. 
 
 7,6,7,6,7,7,7,6. 
 
 Help thy servant, gracious Lord. .* 39 
 
 Rise my soul and stretch thy wings 230 
 
 Sinners hear the Savior's call 3f)3 
 
 Stop poor sinners, stop and think 267 
 
 METRE 14. 
 
 7,6,7,6. 
 
 AH I shall soon be dying 256 
 
 Go when the morning shineth 319 
 
 The morning light is breaking 362 
 
 METRE 15. 
 
 11,8,11,8. 
 
 O THOU in whose presence my soul takes216 
 
 METRE 16. 
 
 7,6,7,6,7,8,7,6. 
 
 GOD of my salvation hear 251 
 
 Lamb of God for sinners slain 122 
 
 Lamb of God whose dying love 286 
 
 Vain delusive world adieu 305 
 
 METRE 17. 
 
 6 line's 7's. 
 
 HEARTS of stone relent relent 74 
 
 Safely through another week. 40 
 
metrical index. 371 
 
 Page. 
 METRE 20. 
 6,6,9,6.6,9. 
 O HOW happy are they 2C9 
 
 METRE 21. 
 
 12,11,12,11,12,12,12,11. 
 
 HOW sweet to reflect on those joys that. 163 
 
 METRE 24. 
 
 8,8,8,8,4. 
 HARK how the gospel t^impet sounds. .340 
 
 METRE 26. 
 
 6,6,4,6,6,6,4. 
 
 GLORY to God on high 234 
 
 METRE 29. 
 
 8,8,7,8,8,7. 
 
 SEE the Lord of glory dying 75 
 
 METRE 32, 
 
 5,5,5,11. 
 
 Come let us anew our journey pursue. . . 64 
 
 METRE 33. 
 
 11,10,11,10. 
 HAIL the blest morn when the great Me 58 
 Restless thy spirit poor wandering sinnerl38 
 
 METRE 36. 
 
 11,11,11,11,5,11. 
 ? MII) scenes of confusion and creature. .228 
 
372 metrical index. 
 
 Page. 
 METRE 40. 
 7,6,7,6,7,6,7,6. 
 DROOPING souls no longer grieve 145 
 
 METRE 41. 
 
 8,3,3,6. 
 
 ERE 1 sleep for every favor 345 
 
 METRE 52. 
 
 9,8,^8,9,8,9,8. 
 COME all who love my Lord and Master307 
 
 METRE 53. 
 
 9,8,9,8,9,8,10,8. 
 
 RELIGION 'tis a glorious treasure 310 
 
 METRE 54. 
 
 11,11,11,5. 
 AH guilt)^ sinner ruined by transgression 268 
 
 METRE 55. 
 
 10,10,10,10. 
 
 AGAJN the day returns of holy rest 167 
 
 METRE 56. 
 
 8,8,8,8,8,8,3. 
 
 HEAR the royal proclamation 147 
 
 METRE 60. 
 
 7,7,7,7,6,6,7,7. 
 
 SEE the fountain opened wide 1 34 
 
INDEX OF FIRST LINES 
 
 Page. 
 AFFLICTIONS though they seem severe.. 274 
 
 Again tue day returns of holy rest 167 
 
 Again our earthly cares we leave 33 
 
 Ah guilty sinner ruin'd by transgression. . . .268 
 
 Ah ! shall soon be dying. . . .>. 256 
 
 Alas and did my Savior bleed 70 
 
 All hail the pow'r of Jesus' name 23 
 
 All praise to him who dwells in bliss 175 
 
 Almighty Father bless the word 53 
 
 Almighty Maker God 218 
 
 Amazing sight the Savior stands *. 132 
 
 Am I a soldier of the cross 27 
 
 Amid the splendors of thy state 247 
 
 And am I only born to die 317 
 
 And can it be that I should gain 316 
 
 And is the gospel peace and love 241 
 
 And let our bodies part 319 
 
 And let this feeble body fail 187 
 
 And must this body die 181 
 
 And must I be to judgment brought 196 
 
 And now my soul another year 68 
 
 Angels from the realms of glory 63 
 
 Angels roll the rock away 86 
 
 Angels i,n shining order stand 77 
 
 Another day has passed along 359 
 
 Approach my soul the mercy seat 118 
 
 Arise my soul arise %259 
 
 Arise my tend'rest thoughts arise 220 
 
 As on the cross the Savior hung 73 
 
 As the apostles sat at meat 101 
 
374 index of first lines. 
 
 Page. 
 Assist thy servant Lord 35 
 
 Attend young friend* while I relate 185 
 
 Awake, awake, the sacred song 5 
 
 Awake my soul in joyful lays 16 
 
 Awake my soul to sound his praise 333 
 
 Awake my heart arise my tongue 24 
 
 Away with our sorrow and fear 2il 
 
 Before Jehovah's awful throne. 24 
 
 Begone unbelief my Savior is near 162 
 
 Behold a stranger at the door 270 
 
 Behold the lofty sky 20 
 
 Behold the glories of the Lamb 322 
 
 Behold the Savior of mankind 83 
 
 Behold the wretch whose lust and wine . . . .273 
 
 Bless'd are the sons of peace 255 
 
 Bless'd is the man who shuns the place 336 
 
 Bless'd Redeemer how divine 343 
 
 Bless O my soul the living God 17 
 
 Blest are the humble souls that see 91 
 
 Blest be the dear uniting love 296 
 
 Bestow dear Lord upon our youth 108 
 
 Blow ye the trumpet blow... 324 
 
 Broad is the road that leads to death 261 
 
 By cool Siloam's Shady rill 304 
 
 COME all who love my Lord and Master.. 307 
 
 Come children learn to fear the Lord 15 
 
 Come children of Zion and help us to sing.. 29 
 
 Come every pious heart.. 140 
 
 Come gracious Spirit heavenly Dove. »,.... 1 30 
 
 Come Holy Spirit heavenly Dove 101 
 
 Come happy souls approach your God 10 
 
 Come hither all ye weary souls 146 
 
 Come humble sinner in whose breast ....... 1 07 
 
 Come in ye blessed of the Lord 95 
 
 Come Lord from above the mountains 126 
 
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 Come let us all unite to praise • • • • 8 
 
 Come let us now forget our mirth 312 
 
 Come let us join our cheerful songs. 248 
 
 Come let us anew our journey pursue 64 
 
 Come let our voices join to raise 44 
 
 Come my sou! thy suit prepare 338 
 
 Come Ü thou traveller unknown. 271 
 
 Come sound his praise abroad 7 
 
 Come thou desire of all thy saints 32 
 
 Come thou fount of every blessing 219 
 
 Come thou everlasting Spirit.. 287 
 
 Come we that love the Lord 203 
 
 Come weary souls with sins distress'd. 48 
 
 Come ye that love the Savior's natrie 47 
 
 Come ye sinners come to Jesus 38 
 
 Come ye sinners poor and needy .148 
 
 Comfort ye ministers of grace 43 
 
 DAY of Judgment day of wonders 196 
 
 Daughter oi' Zion from the dust 358 
 
 Dark and thorny is the desert 304 
 
 Dear friends farewell I do you tell 293 
 
 Dear refuge of my weary soui » . .334 
 
 Death 'tis a melancholy day 186 
 
 Depth of mercy can there be 354 
 
 Descend from heaven immortal Dove 240 
 
 Dismiss us with thy blessing Lord 50 
 
 Destruction's dangerous road 262 
 
 Dread Sovereign let my evening song 174 
 
 Drooping souls no longer grieve 145 
 
 EARTH hath engross'd my love too long... 205 
 
 Ere I sleep for every favor 345 
 
 Eternal power whose high abode 248 
 
 Erernal Wisdom thee we praise 245 
 
 FAREWELL my brethren in the Lord. ... .294 
 
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 Farewell m\l dear brethren the time is at. . .292 
 Far from my thoughts vain world begone. . .325 
 
 Father how wide thy glories shine 309 
 
 Father I long 1 laint to see 226 
 
 Father I stretch my hands to thee 103 
 
 Father of mercies in thy word 87 
 
 Firm was my health my day was 326 
 
 From all that dwell below the skies 31 
 
 From every stormy wind that blows 253 
 
 From thee my God my joys shall rise 207 
 
 GLORY to thee my God this night 172 
 
 Glory to God on high 334 
 
 Go watch and pray thou canst not teil 115 
 
 Go when the morning shineth.. 349 
 
 God is love his mercy brightens 163 
 
 God of my life look gently down 240 
 
 God of my life my morning song 171 
 
 God of my salvation hear 251 
 
 Great God indulge my humble claim 109 
 
 Great God preserved by thine arm 170 
 
 Great High Priest we view thee stooping. . . 82 
 
 HAIL my ever blessed Jesus 231 
 
 Hail thou xmce despised Jesus 72 
 
 Hail the blest morn when the great Mediator 58 
 
 Hark from on high those blissful strains 60 
 
 Hark from the tombs a doleful sound 182 
 
 Hark how the gospel trumpet sounds 340 
 
 Hark my soul it is the Lord 19 
 
 Hark the herald angels sing 61 
 
 Hark the glad sound the Savior comes 55 
 
 Hark the Redeemer from on high 138 
 
 Hark the voice of love and mercy 278 
 
 Hark what mean those holy voices 62 
 
 Happy soul thy days are ended 328 
 
 Hasten O sinner to be wise 267 
 
INDEX OE FIRST LINES. 377 
 
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 Have mercy Lord on me 272 
 
 Have mercy gracious Lord forgive 350 
 
 He dies the" Friend of sinners dies 69 
 
 Hear gracious God my humble moan 230 
 
 Hear the royal proclamation. 1 147 
 
 Hearts of stone relent 74 
 
 Heip thy servant gracious Lord 39 
 
 High on his everlasting throne 45 
 
 Holy Jesus lovely Lamb « 122 
 
 Hosanna to the prince of light 84 
 
 How beauteous are their feet 22 
 
 How blest is our brother bereft 188 
 
 How condescending and how kind 156 
 
 How did my heart rejoice to hear 9 
 
 How firm a foundation ye saints of the Lord. 155 
 
 How long O Lord shall I complain 118 
 
 How lovely how divinely sweet 337 
 
 How oft alas this wretched heart 271 
 
 How pleasant how divinely fair 225 
 
 How shall the young secure their hearts.... 88 
 
 How shall a lost sinner in pain 123 
 
 How shall we praise th' Eternal God 6 
 
 How solemn the signal I hear 3i3 
 
 How sweet and awful is the place 282 
 
 How sweet the name of Jesus sounds. . . . . .232 
 
 How tedious and tasteless the hours 297 
 
 How sweet to reflect on those joys that 162 
 
 How vain are all things here below 201 
 
 I'M not ashamed to own my Lord 37 
 
 W glorious angels do rejoice 94 
 
 If Paul in Csear's court must stand 150 
 
 1 mine Ebenezer raise 253 
 
 Indulgent Father by who^e care 175 
 
 In evil long I took delight .345 
 
 In glory bright the Savior reigns. 330 
 
 Inspirer and hearer of prayer 176 
 
378 INDEX OF FIRST LINES- 
 
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 I lift my soul to God 260 
 
 I'll b!es$ the Lord from day to day 106 
 
 I love to steal awhile away 177 
 
 I send the joys of earth away 255 
 
 Is this the kind return 264 
 
 I would not live always I as^k not to stay. . .212 
 
 JESUS and shall it ever be 30 
 
 Jesus at whose supreme command. 285 
 
 Jesus grant us all a blessing 53 
 
 Jesus I my cross have taken 308 
 
 Jesus invites his saints 283 
 
 Jesus lover of my soul 113 
 
 Jesus my Savior". Brother, Friend 129 
 
 Jesus my Savior let me be 114 
 
 Jesus' precious name excels 131 
 
 Jesus thy boundless love to me .110 
 
 Jesus thou art the sinner's Friend 124 
 
 Jesus the spring- of joys divine 129 
 
 Jesus thy blessings are not few 37 
 
 Jerusalem my happy home v 210 
 
 LAMB of God for sinners slain 122 
 
 Lamb of God whose dying love 286 
 
 Let all our tongues be one 284 
 
 Let every mortal ear attend 18 
 
 Let me but hear my Savior say 36 
 
 Let sinners take their course 89 
 
 Let the whole race of creatures lie 90 
 
 Let us adore th' Eternal Word 279 
 
 Let Zion and her sons rejoice 246 
 
 Life is the time to serve the Lord 323 
 
 Lo he cometh ! countless trumpets 199 
 
 Lo he comes with clouds descending 198 
 
 Lo round the throne at God's right hand. . . .350 
 
 Lo what a glorious sight appears 215 
 
 Lord at thy temple we appear. 28 
 
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 Lord if thine eyes survey our faults 183 
 
 Lord I approach ihy mercy-:- eat 339 
 
 Lord in the morning thou sliait hear 168 
 
 Lord I cannot let thee go 112 
 
 Lord I am thine but thou wilt prove 233 
 
 Lord dismiss us with thy blessing- 50 
 
 Lord at t hy sacred feet , 40 
 
 Lord howdivine thy comforts are 280 
 
 Lord thou wilt hear me when 1 pray 173 
 
 Lord must I die O let me die 192 
 
 Lord leach thy servants how to pray 125 
 
 Lord what a feeble piece 180 
 
 'Lord we come before thee now 116 
 
 Lord what is man, poor feeble man 178 
 
 MAJESTIC sweetness sits enthroned 346 
 
 Mary to the Savior's tomb 348 
 
 Mighty God while angels bless thee 355 
 
 'Mid scenes of confusion and creature com. .228 
 
 My dearest friends in bonds of love 291 
 
 My drowsy powers why sleep ye so 330 
 
 My God the spring of all my joys 224 
 
 My God thy boundless love we praise 157 
 
 My God consider my distress 127 
 
 My hope, my all my Savior thou 31 
 
 My lovely Jesus while on earth 169 
 
 My Savior and my King- 10 
 
 My Savior thou 1 hy love to me Ill 
 
 My Savior my Almighty Friend 221 
 
 My sou) be on thy guard 117 
 
 My soul with joy* attend 158 
 
 NOW gracious Lord thine arm reveal 65 
 
 Now in the heat of youthful blood- 326 
 
 Now is the accepted time 25 
 
 Now is the time, lh' accepted hour 39 
 
 Now the shades of night are goue }Q9> 
 
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 O ALL ye nations praise the Lord 327 
 
 Oh all that pass by to Jesus draw near 135 
 
 O could I find some peaceful bower 235 
 
 Of all the joys we mortals know 159 
 
 Often I seek my Lord by night 238 
 
 Oh for a sweet inspiring- ray 208 
 
 Oh for a closer walk with God 104 
 
 Oh how happy are they 209 
 
 O happy day when saints shall meet 296 
 
 O happy is the man who hears 36 
 
 O happy day that fixed my choice 359 
 
 Oh how I love thy holy law 341 
 
 O if my soul was formed for woe 92 
 
 O land' of rest for thee 1 sigh 227 
 
 On Jordan's stormy banks I stand 204 
 
 On the mountain's top appearing- 42 
 
 On Judah's plains, as Shepherds sat 54 
 
 Once more we come before our God 12 
 
 Once more my soul the rising- day 166 
 
 Once more before we part 51 
 
 Opprest with fear opprest with »-rief. 152 
 
 O tell me no more of this world's vain store.] 61 
 
 O thou to whose all-searching sight ]02 
 
 O thou in whose presence my soul takes de. 21 6 
 
 O that T had a bosom friend 222 
 
 O that the Lord would guide my ways 244 
 
 O thou God of my salvation '. 303 
 
 O thou that hear'st when sinners pray .... 93 
 
 Our life is ever on the wing- 67 
 
 Our God our help in ages past 178 
 
 O what amazing- words of grace 141 
 
 O what shall 1 do my Savior to praise... 250 
 
 O where shall rest be found 360 
 
 O Zion afflicted with wave upon wave. ...363 
 
 PRAY'JEt is the soul's sincere desire 120 
 
 Praise ye the Lord who reigns above 249 
 
 Prince of Peace, be ever near us 52 
 
index of first lines. 381 
 
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 RELIGION 'tis a glorious treasure 310 
 
 Religion is the chief concern. 235 
 
 Rejoice in Jesus' birth 56 
 
 Remember Lord our mortal state , .191 
 
 Restless thy spirit poor wandering sinnerl38 
 Rise my soul and stretch thy wings 230 
 
 SAFELY through another week 49 
 
 Salvation ! O the joyful sound 50 
 
 Savior visit thy plantation 300 
 
 Savior 1 do feel thy merit 302 
 
 Saw ye my Savior, saw ye my Savior... 76 
 
 Say now ye lovely social band 257 
 
 See the Lord of Glory dying 75 
 
 See from Zion's sacred mountain 213 
 
 See the fountain opened wide 134 
 
 Seek my soul the narrow gate 343 
 
 Shall wisdom cry aloud 331 
 
 Shepherd divine our wants relieve 357 
 
 Show pity Lord.O Lord forgive 105 
 
 Sing to the Lord ye heavenly hosts 194 
 
 Sing the great Jehovah's praise 65 
 
 Since Jesus freely did appear 276 
 
 Sinner art thou still secure 263 
 
 Sinners hear the Savior's call 353 
 
 Sinners take the friendly warning 195 
 
 Sinners turn why will you die 14 
 
 Sinners the voice of God regard 143 
 
 So let our lives and lips express 159 
 
 Softly now the light of day 177 
 
 Stop poor sinner stop and think .267 
 
 Sweet is the work my God my King .... 165 
 Sweet the moments rich in blessing; 339 
 
382 index of first lines. 
 
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 TEACH me the measure of my days... 179 
 
 Tell me Savior from above 221 
 
 That awful day will surely come 265 
 
 That doleful night before his death 283 
 
 Thee we adore Eternal Name 190 
 
 The day is past and gone 172 
 
 The God Jehovah reigns 328 
 
 To thy pastures fair and large 252 
 
 The heavens declare thy giory Lord .347 
 
 The Lord of earth and sky 66 
 
 The Lord's disciples when they spread.. 99 
 
 The morning light is breaking 362 
 
 The name of the Lord is a fountain of life 97 
 The night on which Christ was betrayed. 289 
 
 The Savior calls, let every ear 141 
 
 The Savior, O what endless charms 245 
 
 The Son of man they did betray 79 
 
 The swift declining day 52 
 
 The time is short — sinners beware 265 
 
 The wondering world inquires to know.. 320 
 
 The voice of my beloved sounds 144 
 
 There is a house not made with hands... 202 
 
 There is a voice of sovereign grace 243 
 
 There is a land of pure delight 239 
 
 These glorious minds how bright they... 214 
 
 This is the day the Lord hath made 84 
 
 Thou art a God a Spirit pure , 242 
 
 Thou Shepherd of Israel and mine 234 
 
 Thou whom my soul admires above 237 
 
 'Tis midnight and on Olive's brow 281 
 
 To-day if you will hear his voice 139 
 
 To God the great the ever-blessed 13 
 
 To God in whom I trust 261 
 
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 To show how humble Christians ought.. 288 
 
 To thy pastures fair and large 342 
 
 Through every age eternal God 191 
 
 'Twas on that dark that doleful night. . . 71 
 
 'Twas the commission of our Lord 96 
 
 Thy life 1 read my dearest Lord 184 
 
 Thy mercy my God is the theme of 164 
 
 Thy presence gracious God afford 35 
 
 Up to the fields where angels lie 236 
 
 VAIN delusive world adieu 305 
 
 Vain man thy fond pursuits forbear 335 
 
 WELCOME delightful morn 352 
 
 We sing the glories of thy love 42 
 
 We've no abiding city here 41 
 
 Welcome sweet day of rest 34 
 
 What glory gilds the sacred page 91 
 
 What poor despised company .314 
 
 What various hindrances we meet 12 1 
 
 When blooming youth is snatched 193 
 
 When gathering clouds around 1 view... 254 
 
 When 1 survey the wondrous cross 69 
 
 When I can read my title clear 219 
 
 When Jesus Christ was here below 290 
 
 When Jesus Christ the Virgin's Son 98 
 
 When Jesus did from heaven descend.... 46 
 
 When Joseph his brethren beheld 298 
 
 When languor and disease invade 311 
 
 When on Sinai's top I see 332 
 
 When rising from the bed of death 329 
 
 When sinners awake and perceive 100 
 
384 index of first lines. 
 
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 When we with welcome slumber 170 
 
 Where two or three with sweet accord.. 21 
 While with ceaseless course the sun . . . .356 
 
 Who is this that comes from far. 351 
 
 With grateful hearts and tuneful lays.. .276 
 
 With cheerful voices rise and sing 277 
 
 With humble heart and tongue 119 
 
 With my whole heart I've sought thy... 128 
 With rev'rence let thy saints appear .... 12 
 
 With sacred joys we lift our eyes 33 
 
 While 1 keep silent and conceal 255 
 
 While life prolongs its precious light x . . . 142 
 While Shepherds watch'd their flocks... 59 
 Whilst thee 1 seek Protecting Power ... 1 12 
 
 Who is this fair one in distress 160 
 
 Would Jesus have the sinner die 152 
 
 Why do we mourn departing friends. ... 184 
 
 Why doth the man of riches grow 200 
 
 Why should we start and fear to die .189 
 
 Why sleep ye my brethren come ....... 136 
 
 YE humble souls that seek the Lord .... 85 
 
 Ye nations all on you I call 56 
 
 Ye nations round the earth rejoice 250 
 
 Ye mourning saints whose streaming. . . .344 
 
 Ye sinners fear the Lord 150 
 
 Yes the Redeemer rose 36 L 
 
 Ye that pass by behold the man 277 
 
 Ye thirsty for God to Jesus give ear 137 
 
 Ye weary heavy laden souls 315 
 
 Ye wretched hungry starving poor 149 
 
 Young people all attention give 26 
 
ANHANG 
 
 EINIGER DEUTSCHE LIEDER. 
 
 •:rbaulich in oeffentlichen Versammlungen 
 zu singen, order bey privat uebungen. 
 
 Nach eigener Melodie. 
 
 1 ] IEBSTER Jesu, wir sind heir, 
 }j Dich und dein Wort anzuhoeren; 
 
 Lenke sinnen und begier. 
 
 Auf die suessen himmeis lehren, 
 Das die herzen von der erden 
 Ganz zu dir gezogen werden. 
 
 2 Unser wissen und verstand 
 
 Ist mit iinsternisz umhülltet, 
 Wo nicht deines Geistes Glanz 
 
 Uns mit hellem licht erfuellet : 
 Gutes denken, gutes dichten, 
 Muszt Du selbst in uns verrichten, 
 
 3 O du Glanz der Herrlichkeit, 
 
 Licht vom Lieh aus Gott geboren! 
 13 
 
2 
 'T 
 
 ANHANG — DEUTSCHER LIEDER. 
 
 Mach uns allezeit bereit, 
 
 Oeffne herzen, round und obren : 
 Unser bitten fiehn und singen 
 Lasz Herr Jesu, wohl gelingen. 
 
 Metre 25. Hamburg, 
 
 Gott des Himmels. 
 
 HEÜRES Wort aus Gottes munde, 
 Das mir lauter honig traegt ! 
 Dich allein hab ich zum gründe 
 
 Meiner Seligkeit gelegt; 
 In dir trefl ich alles an, 
 Was zu Gott mich fuehren kan, 
 
 2 Will ich einen vorschmack haben, 
 
 Welcher nach dem himmel schmeckt ; 
 Gott ! du kanst mich herrlich laben, 
 
 Weil im wort ein tischt gedeckt, 
 Der mir lauter manna schenkt. 
 Und mit lebens wasser traenkt. 
 
 3 Komm, Geist! und mich im worte 
 
 An die lebens-quelle leg, 
 Oefne mir die himmHs pforte, 
 
 Dasz mein geist hier recht erweg, 
 Was fuer schaetze Gottes hand 
 Durch sein wort mir zugesandt. 
 
 4 Hilf, dasz alle meine wege 
 
 Nur nach dieser schnüre gehn ; 
 Was ich hier zum gründe lege, 
 
 Muesse wie ein felsen stehn, 
 Dasz mein geist auch rath und that 
 In den groesten noethen hat. 
 
ANHANG — DUETSCHER LIEDER. 
 
 5 Lasz dein wort mir einen Siegel 
 In der folge Jesu seyn ; 
 Druecke drauf ein gnaden-Siegel, 
 Schhesz den schätz im herzen ein, 
 v Dasz ich vest im glauben steh, 
 Bis ich dort zum schauen geh. 
 
 Q 
 
 tj Metre 7. Dresden, 
 
 1 ^jlEH' hier bin ich, Ehren-Koenig ! 
 V) Lege mich vor deinen Thron : 
 Schwache thraenen, kindlich sehnen 
 
 Bring ich dir, du Menschcnsohn ! 
 Lasz dich finden, lasz dich finden, 
 Von mir der ich asch und thon ! 
 
 ' 2 Sieh' doch auf mich, Herr ich bitt' dich, 
 Lenke mich nach deinem sinn; 
 Dich aileine ich nur meine, 
 
 Dein erkaufter erb'ich bin ; 
 Lasz dich finden, Lasz dich finden, 
 Gieb dich mir und nimm mich hin. 
 
 3 Ich begehre nichts, O Herre, 
 Als nur deine freye gnad% 
 
 Die du giebest, den du liebest, 
 
 Und der dich liebt in der that : 
 Lasz dich finden, Lasz dich finden, 
 Der hat alles, wer dich hat. 
 
 4 Himmels Sonne, Seelen-wonne, 
 Unbeflecktes Gottes-Lamm ! 
 
 In der hoele meine seele, 
 
 Suchet dich, O Braeutigam ; 
 Lasz dich finden, Lasz dich finden, 
 Starker held aus David's stamm. 
 
4 ANHANG DEUTSCHER LIEDER. 
 
 5 Hoer 5 wie kläglich, wie beweglich 
 
 Dir die treue seele singt ! 
 Wie demuetbig und wehmuethig 
 
 Deines kindes stimme klingt ! 
 Lasz dich finden, La^z dich finden, 
 Denn zu dir mein herze dringht. 
 
 6 Dieser Zeiten eitelkeiten, 
 
 Reichthum, wollust, ehr und freud', 
 .Sind nur sehmerzen meinem herzen, 
 
 Weiches sucht die ewigkeit : 
 Lasz dich linden, Lasz dich finden, 
 Grosser,' Gott ; mach mich bereit. 
 
 4 
 
 In eigener Mr/odie. 
 
 1 T| /TIR nach spricht Christus unser held, 
 IVj Mir nach, ihr Christen alle, 
 
 Verleugnet euch, verlaszt die weit. 
 
 Folgt meinem ruf und schalle; 
 Nehmt euer kreuz und ungemaeh, 
 Auf euch, folgt meinem wandel nach. 
 
 2 Ich bin das Lieh, icht leuebt' euch fuer 
 
 Mit heil'gem rügend leben ; 
 Wer zu mir kommt, und folget mir, 
 
 Darf nich im finstern schweben. 
 Ich bin der weg, ich weise wohl, 
 Wie man warhaftig wandeln soll. 
 
 3 Mein herz ist voll demuethigkeit, 
 
 Voll liebe meine seele ; 
 Mein mund der flieszt zu iederzeit 
 
 Vom suessen sanftmuths-oele ; 
 Mein geist, gemuethe, kraft und sinn 
 1st Gott ergeben, schau't auf ihn. 
 
ANHANG — DEUTSCHER LIEDER. £> 
 
 4 Ich zeig' euch das, was schaedlich ist, 
 
 Zu fliehen und zu meiden, 
 Und euer herz von arger list 
 
 Zu rein ; gen und zu scheiden. 
 Ich bin der seelen Fels und Hort, 
 Und fuehr' euch zu der himmels pfort. 
 
 5 Faellts euch zu schwer, ich geh' voran, 
 
 Ich steh' euch an der seite, 
 Ich kaempfe selbst, ich brech die bahn, 
 
 Bin alles in dem streite. 
 Ein boeser knecht, der still darf stehn, 
 Wenn er den feld-herrn sieht angehn. 
 
 6 Wer seine seel' zu finden meynt, 
 
 Wird sie ohn mich verlieren, 
 Wer sie hier zu verlieren scheint, 
 
 Wird sie in Gott einfuehren : 
 Wer nicht sein kreuz nimmt und folgt mir, 
 Ist mein nicht wert und meiner zier, 
 
 7 So laszt uns denn dem lieben Herrn 
 
 Mit leib und seel nachgehen. 
 Und Wohlgemuth, getrost und gern 
 
 Bey ihm im leiden stehen ; 
 Denn wer nicht kaempft,traegt auch die krön', 
 Des ew'gen lebens nicht davon. 
 
 5 
 
 Mel. Mir nach spricht Christus. 
 ÜN lobet alle Gottes Sohn, 
 Der die erloesung funden ; 
 Beugt eure knie vor seinem thron, 
 
 Sein blut hat ueberwunden : 
 Preis, lob, ehr, dank, kraft, Weisheit, macht, 
 Sey dem erwuergten Lamm gebracht. 
 
4 ANHANG DEUTSCHER LIEDER. 
 
 5 Hoer* wie kläglich, wie beweglich 
 
 Dir die treue seele singt ! 
 Wie demuethig und wehmuethig 
 
 Deines kindes stimme klingt ! 
 Lasz dich finden, La^z dich finden, 
 Denn zu dir mein herze dringht. 
 
 6 Dieser Zeiten eitelkeiten, 
 
 Reichthum, wo! lust, ehr und frewd"' 
 .Sind nur schmerzen meinem herzen, 
 
 Weiches sucht die ewigkeit : 
 Lasz dich linden, Lasz dich finden, 
 Grosser,' Gott ; mach mich bereit. 
 
 4 
 
 In eigener Me/odie. 
 
 1 1 /TIR nach spricht Christus unser held, 
 'VI Mir nach, ihr Christen alle, 
 
 Verleugnet euch, verlaszt die weit. 
 
 Folgt meinem ruf und schalle; 
 Nehmt euer kreuz und ungemaeh, 
 Auf euch, folgt meinem wandel nach. 
 
 2 Ich bin das Lieh, icht leucht' euch fuer 
 
 Mit heil'gem tugend leben ; 
 Wer zu mir kommt, und folget mir, 
 
 Darf nich im finstern schweben. 
 Ich bin der weg, ich weise wohl, 
 Wie man warhaftig wandeln soll. 
 
 3 Mein herz ist voll demuethigkeit, 
 
 Voll liebe meine seele ; 
 Mein mund der rlieszt zu iederzeit 
 
 Vom suessen sanftmuths-oele ; 
 Mein geist, gemuethe, kraft und sinn 
 ist Gott ergeben, schau't auf ihn. 
 
ANHANG — DEUTSCHER LIEDER. Ö 
 
 4 Ich zeig' euch das, was schaedlich ist, 
 
 Zu fliehen und zu meiden, 
 Und euer herz von arger list 
 
 Zu rein'gen und zu scheiden. 
 Ich bin der seelen Fels und Hort, 
 Und i'uehr' euch zu der himmels pfort. 
 
 5 Faellts euch zu schwer, ich geh' voran, 
 
 Ich steh' euch an der seite, 
 Ich kaempfe selbst, ich brech die bahn, 
 
 Bin alles in dem streite. 
 Ein boeser knecht, der still darf stehn, 
 Wenn er den feld-herrn sieht angehn. 
 
 8 Wer seine seel' zu finden meynt, 
 
 Wird sie ohn mich verlieren, 
 Wer sie hier zu verlieren scheint, 
 
 Wird sie in Gott einfuehren : 
 Wer nicht sein kreuz nimmt und folgt mir, 
 1st mein nicht wert und meiner zier. 
 
 7 So laszt uns denn dem lieben Herrn 
 
 Mit leib und seel nachgehen. 
 Und Wohlgemuth, getrost und gern 
 
 Bey ihm im leiden stehen ; 
 Denn wer nicht kaempft,traegt auchdiekron', 
 Des ew'gen lebens nicht davon. 
 
 Mel. Mir nach spricht Christus. 
 
 5 
 
 i AT UN lobet alle Gottes Sohn, 
 IM Der die erloesung funden ; 
 Beugt eure knie vor seinem thron, 
 
 Sein blut hat ueberwunden : 
 Preis, lob, ehr, dank, kraft, Weisheit, macht, 
 Sey dem erwuergten Lamm gebracht. 
 
ANHANG DEUTSCHER LIEDER. 
 
 Es war uns Gottes licht und gnad' 
 
 Und leben hart verriegelt ; 
 Sein tiefer sinn sein wunderthat 
 
 Wohl seibenfach versiegelt, 
 Kein mensch, kein engel oeffnen kan ; 
 Das Laemmlein thuts, drum lobe man. 
 
 Die Patriarchen erster zeit, 
 
 Den Lang Verlangten gruessen ; 
 
 Und die Propheten sind erfreut, 
 Dasz sie's nun mit gemessen ; 
 
 Auch die Apostel singen dir 
 
 Hos'anna, mit den kindern hier. 
 
 Der maert'rer krön von golde glaenzt, 
 
 Sie bringen dir die palmen ; 
 Die lungfrau'n weisz, und shoen gegraenzt, 
 
 Die singen hockzeits-psalmen ; 
 Sie rufen wie aus einem mund ; 
 Das hat des Lammes blut gekonnt. 
 
 Nun dein erkauftes volk alhier, 
 
 Spricht, hallelujah ! Amen ! 
 Wir beigen jetz schon unsre knie, 
 
 In deinem blut und namen : 
 Bisz du uns brigst zusammen dort, 
 Aus allem volk, geschlecht und ort. 
 
 Was wird das seyn ! wie werden wir 
 
 Von ew'ger gnade sagen ! 
 Wie uns dein Wunderfuehrer hier 
 
 Gesucht, erloeszt, getragen ; 
 Da jeder seine harfe bringt, 
 Und sein besonders loblied singt. 
 
6 
 
 ANHANG— DEUTSCHER LIEDER. 
 
 Mel. Allein Gott in der hoeh\ 
 Metre 68. 
 
 1 QEY lob und ehr dem hoechsten gut, 
 D Dem Vatar aller guete, 
 
 Dem Gott der alle wunder thut, 
 Dem Gott der mein gemuethe 
 Mit seinem reichen trost erfuell't, 
 Dem Gott, der allen jammer stillt ! 
 Gebt unserm Gott die ehre ! 
 
 2 Es danken dir die himmels-heer, 
 
 Herrsher aller thronen ! 
 Und die auf erden, luft and meer, 
 
 In deinem schatten wohnen, 
 
 Die preisen deines Schoespfers macht, 
 Die alles also wobl bedacht, 
 
 Gebt unserm Gott die ehre. 
 
 3 Was unser Gott geschaffen hat, 
 
 Das will er auch erhalten, 
 Darueber will er frueh und spat, 
 
 Mit seiner guete walten : 
 In seninem ganzen koenigreich 
 Ist alles recht und alles gleich. 
 
 Gebt unserm Gott die ehre! 
 
 4 Ich rief dem Herrn in meiner noth : 
 
 Ach Gott, vernimm mein schreyen ! 
 Da half mein Helfer mir vom tod, 
 
 Und lies mir trost gedeyen. 
 Drum dank ich Gott ! drum dank ich dir, 
 Ach danket, danket Gott mir mir ! 
 
 Gebt unserm Gott die ehre ! 
 
 5 Der Herr ist noch und nimmer nich 
 Von seinem volk geschieded ; 
 
8 ANHANG DEUTSCHER LIEDER« 
 
 Er bleibet ihre zuversich : 
 
 Ihr segen, heil, and frieden : 
 Mit mutter haenden leitet er 
 Die seinen stetig hin und her ; 
 Gebt unserm Gott die ehre ! 
 
 6 Ich will dich all mein lebenlang, 
 Gott ! von nun an ehren ; 
 Man soll, O Gott ! den lobgesang 
 
 An allen orten hoeren, 
 Mein ganzes herz ermuntre sich, 
 Mein geist und leib erfreue dich 
 Gebt unserm Gott die ehre. 
 
 'A 
 
 C. M. Primrose. 
 
 UF seele, auf, and saeume nich, 
 Es bricht das licht hefuer ; 
 .Der Wunde.r-stern gibt dir bericht, 
 Der Held sey vor der thuer» 
 
 2 Geh weg aus deinem Vaterland, 
 
 Zu suchen solchen Herrn : 
 Lasz deine äugen seyn gewand, 
 Auf diesen Morgenstern. 
 
 3 Gib acht auf diesen hellen schein, 
 
 Der dir anfgangen ist ; 
 Erfuehret dich zum kindeleim, 
 Das heisset Jesus Christ- 
 
 4 Er ist der Held aus David's Stamm, 
 
 Die theure Sarons Blum, 
 Das rechte aechte Gottes-Lamm, 
 Israelis Preis und Ruhm. 
 
8 
 
 ANHANG — DEUTSCHER LIEDER. 
 
 5 Drum hoere, merke, sey bereit, 
 
 Verlasz des vaters haus, 
 # Die freundschaft deiner eingenheit, 
 Geh von dir Selbsten aus. 
 
 6 Und mache dich behende auf, 
 
 ßefreyt von aller last, 
 Ja lasznich ab von deinem lauf, 
 ßisz du dies Kindlein hast. 
 
 7 Du, du bist selbst das Bethlehem, 
 
 Die rechte David's Stadt ; 
 Wenn du dein herze machst bequem 
 Zu solcher groszen gnad. 
 
 8 Da findest du des Lebens-ßrod 
 
 Dasz dich erlaben kan, 
 Fuer deiner seelen hungers-noth 
 Das aller beste Mann,. 
 
 Metre 5. Sovereign Grace. 
 
 1 r\ OTT sey dank in aller weit, 
 VX Der sem w o rt bestaendig haelt, 
 Und der sunder, trost and rath 
 Zu uns her gesended hat. 
 
 2 Was der alten vaeter schaar, 
 Hoechster wünsch and sehnen war, 
 Und was sie geprophezeyt, 
 1st erfüllt nach herrlichkeit 
 
 3 Zion's huelf und Abraham's lohn, 
 Jacob's heil, der jungfrau'n Sohn, 
 Der wohl zwey-gestammte Held 
 Hat sich treulich eingestellt. 
 
 i Sey willkommen, O mein Heil, 
 Dir hosanna ! O mein theil ; 
 
10 ANHANG — DEUTSCHER LiiSDER. 
 
 Eichte du auch eine bahn 
 Dir in meinem herzen an. 
 
 5 Zieh, du ehren-Koenig, ein 
 Es gehoeret dir allein : 
 Mach es, wie du gerne thust, 
 Rein von aller sueden-wust. 
 
 6 Herr wie deine Zukunft ist 
 
 Und du selbst sanftmuethig bist ; 
 So wohn in mir jederzeit, 
 Sanftmuth und gelassenheit. 
 
 7 Huelf, wenn du mein Lebensfuerst, 
 Praechtig wieder-kommen wirst, 
 Dasz ich dir entgegen geh 5 
 
 Und vor dir gerecht besteh 5 . 
 
 9 
 
 C. M. Balerma — Marlow, 
 
 \ 11 T EIN Gott das herz ich bringe dir, 
 1V1 Zur gäbe und geschenk ; 
 Du forderst dieses ja von mir, 
 Desz bin ich eingedenk. 
 
 2 Gib mir, mein kind ! dein herz, sprichst du, 
 
 Das ist mir lieb und werth, 
 Du findest anders doch nicht run 
 Im himmel und auf erd. 
 
 3 Nun du, mein Vater ! nimm es an, 
 
 Mein herz, veracht es nicht, 
 Ich gebs so gut ich's geben kan, 
 Kehr zu mir dein gesicht. 
 
 4 Zwar ist es voller suenden-wust 
 
 Und voller eitelkeit. 
 
ANHANG — DEUTSCHER LIEDER. 1 
 
 Des guten aber unbewuszt, 
 Der wahren froemmigkeit. 
 5, Doch aber steht es nun in reu, 
 Erkennt sein uebeistand, 
 Und traeget jetzund vor dem scheu, 
 Daran's zuvor Just fand. 
 
 6 Hier faelt und lieg't es dir zu fusz 
 
 Und schrey't : nur schlage zu; 
 Zerknirsch, O Vater! das ich busz 
 Rechtschaffen vor dir thu ; 
 
 7 Zermalm mir meine haertigkeit, 
 
 Mach muerbe meinen sinn, 
 
 Dasz ich in seufzen reu und leid 
 
 Und thraenen ganz zerrinn, 
 
 8 So dann nimm mich, mein Jesu Christ, 
 
 Tauf mich mit deinem blut, 
 Ich glaub dasz du gekreuzigt bist 
 Der weit und mir zu gut. 
 
 9 Huelf dasz ich sey von herzen treu 
 
 Im glauben meinem Gott, 
 Dasz mich im guten nich mach scheu, 
 Der welt list, macht aud spott. 
 
 10 Weg weit, weg suend ! dir gib ich nicht 
 
 Mein herz : nur Jesu, dir 
 1st dies geschenke zugericht, 
 Behalt es fuer and fear. 
 
 10 
 
 Nach eigener Melodie, 
 1 TTERR Jesu, gnaden-Sonne, 
 XJ_ Wahrhaftes lebens licht ! 
 
12 ANHANG DEUTSCHER LIEDER. 
 
 Lasz leben, licht und wonne 
 
 Mein bloedes angesucht 
 Nach deiner gnad erfreuen, 
 Und meinen geist erneuen : 
 Mein Gott versag mir's nicht. 
 
 2 Vergib mir meine suenden, 
 
 Und wirf sie hinter dich, 
 Lasz allen zorn verschwinden. 
 
 Und huelf genaediglich : 
 Lasz deine friedens-gaben 
 Mein armes herze laben, 
 
 Ach ! Herr, erhoere mich. 
 
 3 Vertreib aus meiner seelen 
 
 Den alten Adam's-smn, 
 Und lasz mich dich erwaehlen, 
 
 Auf dasz ich mich forthin 
 Zu deinem dienst ergebe, 
 Und dif zu ehren lebe, 
 
 Weil ich erloeset bin. 
 
 4 Befoerdre dein erkaenntnisz 
 
 In mir, mein Seelen Hortl 
 Und oefne mein verstaendnisz 
 
 Durch dein heiliges wort: 
 Damit ich an dich glaube, 
 Und in der warheit bleibe, 
 
 Zu trutz der hoellen pfort. 
 
 5 Tra^nk mich an deinen bruesten, 
 
 Und kreuz'ge mein begier 
 Samt allen boesen luesten, 
 Auf dasz ich fuer und fuer. 
 
ANHANG — DEUTSCHER LIEDER 
 
 Der suenden-welt absterbe, 
 Und nach dem fleisch verdebe, 
 Hingegen leb in dir. 
 
 Ach zuende deine liebe 
 
 In meiner seelen an, 
 Dasz ich aus reinem triebe 
 
 Dich ewig lieben kan, 
 Und dir zum wholgefallen 
 Bestaendig moege wallen 
 
 Auf rechter lebens-bahn. 
 
 13 
 
 11 
 
 Metre 7. Dresden* 
 
 ICH will lieben, und mich ueben, 
 Dasz ich meinem ßraeutigam 
 Nun in allen mag gefallen, 
 Welcher an des Creuzen-stamm 
 Hat sein leben vor mich geben, 
 Ganz gedultig als ein Lamm. 
 
 Ich will lieben, und mich ueben, 
 Im gebaet zu tag und nacht, 
 Dasz nun balde alles alte 
 In mir werd zum grab gebracht 5 
 Und hingegen allerwegen 
 Alias werde neu gemacht. 
 
 ich will lieben' und mich ueben, 
 Dasz ich rein und heilig werd ; 
 Und mein leben fuehre eben, 
 Wie es Gott von mir begehrt, 
 Ja mein wandel thun and handel 
 Sey unstraerlich auf der erd. 
 
14 ANHANG DEUTSCHER LIEDER. 
 
 4 Ich will lieben, und mich ueben 
 Meine gantze lebens-zeit, 
 Mich zu schicken und zu schmuecken 
 Mit dem reinen Hochzeitskleid, 
 Zu erscheinen, mit den reinen 
 Auf des Lammes hochzeits-freud. 
 
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 Metre 7. Dresden. — Judgment. 
 
 1 QETZE dich mein geist ein wenig, 
 O Und beschau dies wunder grosz 
 Wie dein Gott und Ehren-Koenig, 
 Haengt am Creuze nack't und blosz ! 
 Schau die liebe, die ihn triebe, 
 
 Zu dir aus des Vaters Schoos ! 
 
 2 Ob dich Jesus liebt von herzen, 
 Kanst du da am creuze sehn : 
 Schau wie alle hoellen schmerzen, 
 Ihm bisz and die seele gehn ; 
 Fluch und schrecken ihn bedecken. 
 Hoere dock sein klag-gethoen. 
 
 3 Seine seel von Gott verlassen, 
 Ist betruebt bisz in den tod ; 
 
 Und sein leib haengt gleicher massen 
 Voller wunden, blut und koth ; 
 Alle kraefte, alle saefte, 
 Sind erschoepft in hoechster noth. 
 
 I Dies sind meiner suenden fruechte, 
 Die, mein Heiland' aensgsten dich ; 
 Dieser leiden schwer gewichte 
 Sollt zum abgrund druecken mich ; 
 Diese noethen, die dich toedten, 
 Sollt ich fuehlen ewiglich. 
 
ANHANG — DEUTSCHER LIEDER. 1& 
 
 5 Doch du hast fuer mich besieget 
 Suende, tod, und hoellen-macht ; 
 Du hast Gottes recht vergnueget, 
 Seinen willen ganz vollbracht ; 
 Und mir eben zu dem leben, 
 Durch dein sterben bahn gemacht. 
 
 6 Dir will ich, durch deine gnade, 
 Bleiben bisz in tod getreu ; 
 Alle leiden schand und schade 
 Sollen mich nicht machen scheu; 
 Deinen willen zu erfuellen 
 Meiner seelen speise sey. 
 
 i O Metre 68. Sounding TrziTnpet* 
 
 Xt) Es ist gewiszlich an der zeit % 
 
 1 \T7 soll ich hin ? wer hilfet mir ? 
 
 VV Wer fuehret mich zum leben ? 
 Zu niemand, Herr, als nur zu dir, 
 
 Will ich mich frey begeben. 
 Du bists, der das verlorne sucht ; 
 Du segnest das, so war verflucht r 
 
 Hilf, Jesu, dem elenden! 
 
 2 Herr meine suenden aensten mich: 
 
 Der todesleib mich plaget ; 
 O lebens-Gott, erbarme dich; 
 
 Vergieb mir w T as mich naget! 
 Du weiszt es wohl was mir gebricht % 
 Ich weis es auch ; doch voellieg nicht s 
 
 Hilf Jesu dem betruebten ! 
 
 3 Du sprichst zu mir : verzage nicht l 
 
 Du rufst : ich bin das leben ! 
 
 ' 
 
16 ANHANG DEUTSCHER LIEDER. 
 
 Drum ist mein herz auf dich gerich't, 
 
 Du kanst mir alles geben ; 
 Im tode kanst du bey mir stehn ; 
 In noth, als Herzog vor mir gehn : 
 
 Hilf, Jesu, dem zerknirschten ! 
 
 4 Bist du der Hirt, der schwache traegt ! 
 
 Auf dich will ich mich legen, 
 Bist du der Arzt der kranke pflegt ; 
 
 Erquicke mich mit segen ! 
 Ich bin gefaehrlich krank und schwach ; 
 Heil' und verbind, hoer an die klag : 
 
 Hilf, Jesu, dem zerschlagenen ! 
 
 5 Ich thue nicht, Herr, was ich soll : 
 
 Wie kann ich doch bestehen ? 
 Dies aengstet mich ; das weiszt du wohl, 
 
 Ach wenn wirds doch geschehen, 
 Dasz ich elender endlich, frey 
 Vom leib' des todes, bey dir sey ! 
 
 Ich danke Gott, durch Christum. 
 
 14 
 
 Mel. Nun ruhen alle Waelder, 
 
 DURCH viele grosse plagen 
 Hat mich der Herr getragen, 
 Von meiner jugend auf; 
 Ich sah' auf meinen wegen 
 Des Hoechsten, hand und segen ; 
 Er lenkte meines lebens lauf. 
 
 12 Sein weg war oft verborgen ; 
 Doch wie der helle morgen 
 Aus dunklen naechten bricht ; 
 
ANHANG — DEUTSCHER LTEDER. 17 
 
 So hab ich stets gespueret ; 
 
 Der weg, den Gott mich fuehret, 
 
 Bringt mich durchs finstre thai zum licht. 
 
 3 War menschen huelf vergebens ; 
 So kam der Herr des lebens, 
 
 Und half und machte bahn ; 
 Wuszt ich mir nicht zu rathen : 
 So that Gott grosse thaten, 
 
 Und nahm sich maechtig meiner an. 
 
 4 Bisz in des alters tagen 
 Will er mich heben, tragen, 
 
 Und mein erretter seyn ; 
 Dies hat mir Gott versprochen, 
 Der nie sein wort gebrochen ; 
 
 Ich werde sein mich ewig freu'n. 
 
 5 Er wird mir schwachen alten, 
 Was er versprochen, halten, 
 
 Denn Er ist fromm und treu; 
 Bin ich gleich matt und muede, 
 Er geübt mir trost und friede, 
 
 Und steht mit muth und kraft mir bey. 
 
 6 Nach wenig bagen stunden 
 Hab ich ganz ueberwunden; 
 
 Ich bin vom ziel nicht weit. 
 Triumph ! welche freuden! 
 Sind nach dem letzen leiden, 
 
 Vor Gottes thron fuer mich bereit. 
 
 15 
 
 *G 
 
 Mel. JSfun ruhen alle Waelder. 
 OTT hab ich mich ergeben 
 T In diesem pilgerleben, 
 Im ungiueck und im glueck ; 
 
18 ANHANG— DEUTSCHER LIEDER 
 
 In schmerzen und in freuden, 
 Und bisz ans ziel der leiden 
 fn meinem letzen augenblick. 
 
 2 Gott wars der fuer mich wachte 
 Noch eh ich war und dachte. 
 
 D s Ew'gen treue hand 
 Hat gnaedig mich geleitet, 
 Mir jedes giueek bereitet, 
 
 Dasz ich so oft im unglueek fand. 
 
 3 Was helfen meine sorgen ? 
 Mein gluech ist mir verborgen, 
 
 Mein unglueek kenn ich nicht. 
 Bern Hueter meiner seelen, 
 Dem will ich mich befehlen : 
 
 Er weisz allein was mir gebricht. 
 
 4 Warum ich huete flehe, 
 Wird, wenn es gleich geschehe, 
 
 Schon morgen mich gereu'n. 
 Nur einen wünsch von allen 
 Lasz Herr, dir Wohlgefallen, 
 
 Den wünsch, bald, bald bey dir zu seyn, 
 
 5 Sich grosz und kindlich zeigen, 
 Heist tief im staube schweigen, 
 
 Und nehmen was Gott giebt. 
 Er kan uns nicht verlassen, 
 Die ihm vertrau'n nicht hassen, 
 
 Er schlaeget uns wenn er uns liebt. 
 
 6 Nirht das, warum ich flehe, 
 Dein wille nur geschehe, 
 
 Und was mir selig ist 
 
16 
 
 ANHANG — DEUTSCHER LIEDER. 19 
 
 Heer, deine bahn ist eben, 
 Leit mich, in diesem leben, 
 
 Und wenn mein aug'imtodsich schlieszt. 
 
 Mel. Wer nur den lieben Gott, 
 
 1 "VTACH einer pruefung kurzer tage 
 
 1\| Erwartet mich die ewigkeit. 
 Dort, dort verwandelt sich die klege 
 
 In goettliehe Zufriedenheit,« 
 Hier uebt die tugend ihren fleisz ; 
 Und jene weit reicht ihr den preis. 
 
 2 Wahr ists, der fromme schmeckt auf erden 
 
 Schon manchen selben augenbliek ; 
 Doch alle freuden die ihm werden, 
 
 Sind ihm ein unvollkommnes glueck. 
 Er bleibt ein mensch, und seine ruh 
 Nimmt in der seele ab und zu. . 
 
 3 Bald stoeren, ihn des koerpers schmerzen, 
 
 Bald das geraeusche dieser weit 
 Bald kaempft in seinem eignen herzen 
 
 Ein feind der oft den sieg erhaelt ; 
 Bald sinkt er durch des naechsten schuld 
 In kummer und in Ungeduld. 
 
 4 Hier, wo die tugend oefters liedet, 
 
 Das laster oefters gluecklich ist 
 Wo man den gluecklichen beneidet. 
 
 Und des bekuemmerten vergiszt : 
 Hier kann der mensch nie frey von pein, 
 Nie frey von eigner schw T achheit seyn. 
 
 5 Hier such ichs nur ; dort werd ichs finden : 
 
 Dort werd ich, heilig und verklaert, 
 
20 ANHANG — DEUTSCHER LIEDER. 
 
 Der tunged ganzen wert empfinden, 
 
 Den unaussprechlich grossen werth ; 
 Den Gott der liebe werd ich seh'n, 
 Ihn lieben, ewig ihn erhoeh'n. 
 
 6 Da werd ich das im licht erkennen, 
 
 Was ich auf erden dunkel sah! 
 Das wunderbar und heilig nennen, 
 
 Was unerforschlich hier geschah ; 
 Da denkt mein geist mit preis und dank, 
 Die Schickung im Zusammenhang. 
 
 7 Da werd ich zu dem throne dringen, 
 
 Wo Gott mein Heil sich offen bar't ; 
 Ein heilig, heilig, heilig! singen 
 
 Dem Lamme, das erwuerget ward : 
 Und Cherubim und Seraphim 
 Und alle himmel jauchzen ihm. 
 
 8 Was seyd ihr, leided dieser erden, 
 
 Doch gegen jener heerlichkeit, 
 Die offenbar an uns soll werden, 
 
 Von ewigkeit zu ewigkeit ? 
 Wie nichts, wie gar nichts gegen sie, 
 Ist doch ein augenblick voll mueh. 
 
 Nach eigener melodie. 
 Metre 25. Hamburg, 
 
 1 f^\ OTT des himmels und der erden, 
 VT Vater, Sohn, und Heil'ger Geist 
 Der du tag und, nacht laeszt werden, 
 
 Sonn und mond uns scheinen heiszt, 
 Dessen starke hand die weit, 
 Und was drinnen ist erhaelt. 
 
 17 
 
ANHANG — DEUTSCHER LIEDER. 21 
 
 Gott! ich danke dir von herzen, 
 
 Dasz du mich in dieser nacht, 
 Fuer gefahr, angst, noth und schmerzen, 
 
 Hast behütet und bewacht, 
 Dasz des boesen feindes list 
 
 Mein nicht moeehtig worden ist. 
 
 Lasz die nacht auch meiner suenden 
 
 Jetzt mit dieser nacht vergehn, 
 O Herr Jesu ! lasz mich finden 
 
 Deine wunden offen stehn, 
 Da alleine huelf und rath 
 ist fuer meine missethat. 
 
 Huelf dasz ich mit diesem morgen 
 
 Geistlich auferstehen mag, 
 Und fuer meine seele sorgen, 
 
 Dasz wenn nun dein juengster tag 
 Uns erschein, und dein gericht, 
 Ich dafuer erschrecke nicht. 
 
 Fuehre mich, Herr, und leite 
 Meinen gang nach deinem wort, 
 
 Sey und bleibe du auch heute 
 
 Mein beschuetzer und mein Hort r 
 
 Nirgends als bey dir allein 
 
 Kan ich recht bewahret seyn. 
 
 .8 
 
 L. M. Rockbridge. 
 
 T HR junge helden ! aufgewacht, 
 IS Die ganze weit musz seyn veracht, 
 Drum eilt, dasz ihr in kurzer zeit, 
 Mach't eure seelen w T ohl bereit, 
 
22 ANHANG — DEUTSCHER LIEDER. 
 
 2 Was ist die weit mit allem thun ? 
 Den bund gemacht mit Gottes Sohn, 
 Das bleibt der seel in ewigkeit 
 
 Ein zucker-suesse lust und freud. 
 
 3 Ja nimmermehr geliebt die weit, 
 Vielmehr sich Jesu zugesellt, 
 
 So überkommt man glaubens-kraft, 
 Dasz man auch bald ihr thun bestraft. 
 
 4 Nun weg, hiemet, du eitelkeit, 
 Es ist mir nun zu lieb die zeit, 
 Dasz ich sie nicht mehr so anwend, 
 Dasz ich den namen Gottes schaend. 
 
 5 Ich hab es nun bey mir bedacht, 
 Und diesen schlusz gar vest gemacht, 
 Dasz es mir nun soll Jesu seyn, 
 
 Und wollt mein fleisch nicht gern darein. 
 
 6 Zur falschen weit und ihrem trug, 
 Spricht meine seel es ist genug: 
 Zu long hab ich die weit geliebt, 
 Und damit meinen Gott betruebt, 
 
 7 Ich eil'nun fort, zu meinem Gott, 
 Der mich erkauft von fluch und tod: 
 Darum ich auch nun als ein'reb, 
 Hinfuehro vest an Jesu kleb. 
 
 19 
 
 Mel. Wer nur den liehen Gott. 
 
 1 ~T\ER tag ist hin mit seinem lichte, A/ 
 
 I ) Die nacht is da mit dunkelheit, l\ 
 
 Drum richte ich jetzt mein gesichte 
 
 Zur Sonne der Gerechtigkeit. 
 
ANHANG — DEUTSCHER LIEDER, 23 
 
 Die mir mit ihrem glänz und licht 
 Kann stets erleuchten mein gesicht. 
 
 2 O Jesus, meines herzens freude, 
 
 Dich lobe ich mit meinem lied, 
 Und danke dir dasz du mich heute 
 
 Vor allem uebel hast behuet't 
 Und mir von deiner milden hand 
 So grosse gaben zugesandt. 
 
 3 Auch wollest du, mein liebstes leben! 
 
 Mir heunte eine sanfte ruh 
 In deinen liebes armen geben, 
 
 Und mich mit gnaden decken zu. 
 Dasz mir der feind in dieser nacht 
 Nicht schaden kan mit list und macht. 
 
 4 Du wollest ueber mir stets wachen, 
 
 Mit deinem lieben engels-heer, 
 Und schicken alle meine Sachen, 
 
 Zu deines namens lob und ehr. 
 Ich wache oder schlafe ein, 
 So lasz mich immer bey dir seyn. 
 
 5 Lasz mir dein licht stets helle leuchten 
 
 In meiner seelen und gemueth, 
 Lasz deinen himmels-thau befeuchten 
 
 Mein herze, daz es gruen't und blueh't, 
 Und fruechte bringt zu deinem preis, 
 Gleich einem schoenen Paradeis. 
 
 Q A Mel. Es Ist gewiszlich an der zeit, 
 &\j Metre 68. Harmonia Sacra. 
 
 1 TVE glocke schlaegt, und zeig't damit, 
 Xj Die *eit hat abgenommen. 
 
24 ANHANG DEUTSCHER LIEDER. 
 
 Ich bin nun winder einen schritt 
 
 Dem grabe naeher kommen. 
 Mein Jesus, schlag an mein brüst, 
 Weil mir die stunde nich bewust, 
 Die meine zeit beschliesset* 
 
 2 Soll diese nun die letzte seyn 
 Von meiner lebens-studen, 
 
 So schlies mich durch den glauben ein 
 In deine theure wunden. 
 
 Doch gibst du mir noch eine frist. 
 
 So schaffe, dasz ich als ein Christ 
 
 Dir leb und selig sterbe. 
 
 21 
 
 'E 
 
 Nach eigener rnelodie. 
 Metre 68. Harmonia Sacra. 
 
 ^S ist gewiszlich an der zeit, 
 Dasz Gottes Sohn wird kommen, 
 In seiner grossen herrlichkeit, 
 
 Zu richten boes und frommen ; 
 Dann wird das lachen werden theu'r, 
 Wenn alles wird vergeh'n im feu'r j 
 
 Wie Petrus davon schreibet. 
 
 2 Posaunen wird man hoeren gehn 
 
 An aller weit ihr ende, 
 Darauf bald werden auferstehn 
 
 All todten gar behende : 
 Die aber nach dasz leben ha'n, 
 Die wird der Herr von stunden an 
 
 Verwandeln und verneuen. 
 
 3 Darnach wird man ablesen bald 
 
 Ein buch, darin geschrieben, 
 
ANHANG — DEUTSCHER LIEDER. 25 
 
 Was alle menschen jung und alt, 
 
 Anf erden hab'n getrieben; 
 Da denn gewisz ein jeder man 
 Wird hoeren was er hat gethan 
 
 In seinem ganzen leben. 
 
 weh demselben, welcher hat* 
 
 Des Herren wort verachtet, 
 Und nur auf erden frueh und spat 
 
 Nach grossem gut getrachet ! 
 Der wird fuerwahr gar kahl bestehn, 
 Und mit dem Satan muessen gehn 
 
 Von Christo in die hoelle. 
 
 5 O Jesu hilf zurselben zeit 
 
 Von wegen deinen wunden, 
 Dasz ich im buch der Seligkeit 
 Werd eingezeichnet funden : 
 Daran ich denn auch zweiiie nicht, 
 Denn du hast ja den feind gericht, 
 Und meine schuld bezahlet. 
 
 2 
 
 Nach eigener melodle. 
 
 1 A LLE menschen muessen sterden ! 
 i\_ Alles fleisch vergeht wie heu, 
 Was da lebet musz verderben, 
 
 Soll es anders werden neu ; 
 Dieser leib der musz verwesen ; 
 Wenn er anders soll genesen 
 Zu der grossen herrlichkeit, 
 Die den frommen ist' bereit. 
 
 2 Drum so will ich dieses leben, 
 
 Weil es meinem Gott beliebt 3 
 
26 ANHANG — DEUTSCHER LIEDER. 
 
 Auch ganz willig von mir geben, 
 
 Bin darueber nich betruebt : 
 Denn in meines Jesu wunden 
 Hab ich nun erloesung funden, 
 Und mein trost in todtes-noth 
 1st des Herren Jesu tod. 
 
 3 Christus ist fuer mich gestorben, 
 
 Und sein tod ist mein gewinn ; 
 Er hat mir das heil erworben. 
 
 Drum fahr ich mit freud dahin, 
 Hier aus diesem welt-getuemmel 
 In den sehoenen Gottes-himmel, 
 Da ich werde allezeit 
 Schauen die Dreyeinigkeit. 
 
 4 Da wird seyn das freuden-Ieben, 
 
 Da viel tausend seelen schon, 
 Sind mit himmels-glaez umgeben, 
 
 Stehen da vor Gottes thron ; 
 Da die Seraphinen prangen, 
 Und das hohe lied anfangen : 
 Heillig, heil 1 ig, heillig heiszt 
 Gott der Vater, Sohn, und Geist. 
 
 5 O Jerusalem du shoene ! 
 
 Ach wie helle glaenzest du ! 
 Ach wie lieblich lob-getoene 
 
 Hoert man da in stolzer ruh ! 
 O der grossen freud und wonne ! 
 Jetzund gehet auf die sonne, 
 Jetzund gehet an der tag, 
 Der kein ende nehmen mag^ 
 
ANHANG DEUTSCHER LIEDER. 27 
 
 !3 
 
 JVTel. Wer nur den liehen Gott laeszt — 
 ER weis wie nahe mir mein ende ? 
 Hingeht die zeit, her kommt der tod 
 Ach ! wie geschwinde und behende 
 
 Kan kommen meine todes-noth ! 
 Mein Gott, ich bitt durch Christi blut, 
 
 Mach's nur mit meinem ende gut. 
 Es kan vor nacht gleich anders werde», 
 
 Als es am fruehen morgen war ; 
 Dieweil ich leb auf dieser eiden 
 
 Leb ich in steter tod's-gefahr : 
 Mein Gott, ich bitt durch Christi blut, 
 Mach's nur mit meinem ende gut. 
 
 Lasz mich bey zeit mein haus bestellen, 
 Dasz ich bereit bin fuer undfuer; 
 
 Und sage frisch in allen faelleu : 
 
 Herr, wie du wüst so schicks mit mir: 
 
 Mein Gott, ich bitt durch Christi blut, 
 
 Mach's nur mit meinem ende gut. 
 
 Mach mir stets zucker-suesz den himme], 
 
 Und gallen bitter diese weit, 
 Gib dasz mir in dem welt-getuemmel 
 
 Die ewigkeit sey vorgestellt. 
 Mein Gott, ich bitt durch Christi blut, 
 Mach's nur mit meinem ende gut. 
 
 Ach Vatar, deck all meine suenden 
 
 Mit dem Verdienste Jesu zu, 
 
 Darein ich mich vest glaeubig winde, 
 
 Das gibt mir recht erwuenschte ruh« 
 Mein Gott, ich bitt durch Christi blut, 
 Mach's nur mit meinem ende gut. 
 
28 ANHANG — DEUTSCHER LIEDER. 
 
 /C^x Metre 40. Sweet Repose, 
 
 1 17RRLTNDE stellt das weinen ein, 
 
 Jl Wischt die thraenen von den wangen, 
 Was soll doch das klagen seyn, 
 
 Dasz ich von euch weggegangen ? 
 Trauret nich um meinen tod, 
 Ich bin frey von aller noth. 
 
 2 Da mein leib darnieder fiel, 1 
 
 Fiel auch mit mein feind darnieder, 
 Meiner seele hoechtem ziel 
 
 War je meinem fleisch zuwider ; 
 Weil mein leib nun weggerafft, 
 Ist mir suesse ruh geschalt. 
 
 3 Sagt, was dieses leben sey ? 
 
 Ist es nicht ein weg z u nennen, 
 Der von dornen niemals frey ? 
 
 Alle muesset ihr bekennen, 
 Dasz mein schwerer gang volbracht, 
 Da ich gebe gute nacht. 
 
 4 Ferner hat mein Jesus mir 
 
 Dort die Seligkeit erworben, 
 Geh' ich ein zur grabes-thuer, 
 
 Ich bin dennoch unverdorben : 
 Durch des Herren auferstehn 
 Werd ich in den himmel geh'n. 
 
 5 Stirbt ein Christ, so stirbt sein leid, 
 
 Auch sein tod stirbt mit dem sterben ; 
 Ich erwarte nun die freud, 
 
 Die ich ewig soll ererben ; 
 Zeitlichkeit fahr immer hin, 
 Weil ich jetzt verewig't bin, 
 
25 
 
 ANHANG — DEUTSCHER LIEDER. 29 
 
 L. M. Magdeburg^-Ruckbridge 
 
 1 inEGRABT den leLb in seine gruft, 
 l) ßisz ihn des Richters stimme ruft, 
 Wir saeen ihn : einst blueh't er auf, 
 Und steigt verkiaert z u Gott hinauf; 
 
 2 Aus staube schuf ihn einst der Herr ; 
 
 Er war schon staub, und wird nun mehr, 
 Er liegt, er schlaeft, verwesst, erwacht, 
 Dereinst aus dieser todes nacht. 
 
 3 Des frommen seele lebt bey Gott, 
 Der sie aus aller ihrer noth, 
 
 Von aller ihrer missethat 
 Durch seinen Sohn erloeset hat. 
 
 4 Hier hat ihn truebsal oft gedrueckt, 
 Nun wird er Gott, von dir erquick't, 
 Hier wandelt' er im finstern thai, 
 Nun ist er frey von schmerz aud quaal. 
 
 5 Gott blieb er treu bisz an sein grab, 
 Nun wisch't Gott seine thraenen ab : 
 Was sind die leiden dieser zeit, 
 Gott, gegen jene herrlichkeit ! 
 
 6 Nuu, du erloester, schlaf in ruh, 
 Wir gehn nach unsern huetten zu ; 
 Und machen zu der ewigkeit 
 
 Mit freud' und zitten uns bereit. 
 
 /CU L. M. Hebron — Windham. 
 
 1 MO grabet mich nun immer hin 
 ^ Da ich so lang verwahret bin, 
 
30 ANHANG — DEUTSCHER LIEDER, 
 
 Bis Gott meis treuer seelen Hirt, 
 Mich wieder auferwecken wird. 
 
 2 Ja freylich werd ich durch den tod 
 Zu aschen, erden, staub und koth ; 
 
 Doch wird das schwache fleisch und bein, 
 Von meinem Gott bewahert seyn. 
 
 3 Mein leib wird hier der weormer spott. 
 Die seele ist bey ihrem Gott, 
 
 Der durch sein's Son's blut's bitterkeit 
 Sie hat erloesst zur Seligkeit 
 
 4 So laszt mich nun in sanfter ruh, 
 Und geht nach eurer wohnung zu 
 Ein jeder denke nacht und tag, 
 Wie er auch selig sterben mag 
 
 & I Metre 25. Hamburg, 
 
 1 TT 7 ER sind die vor Gottes throne, 
 
 VV Jene unzaehlbare schaar? 
 Jeder traeget eine krone, 
 
 Jeder stellt dem Lamm sich dar; 
 Jeden ziert ein weisz gewand, 
 Mit den palmen in der hand. 
 
 2 Laut erschallen ihre lieder ; 
 
 Heil sey dem der auf dem thron 
 Sitzt, und auf uns blickt hernieder; 
 
 Heil dem grossen Menschensohn ; 
 Alle engel stehen do, 
 Alles singt, hallelujah. 
 
 3 Es sind diese, welche kamen 
 Aus dem tiefen truebsals meer, 
 
ANHANG — DEUTSCHER LIEDeR. 3i 
 
 Die ihr kreuz gern auf sich nahmen, 
 
 Die von eigner wuerde leer: 
 ßey dem Lamme das geschlacbt't, 
 Fanden sie die kleider pracht. 
 
 Der fuer sie das heil erworben, 
 Da er als das rechte Lamm, 
 
 Fuer die ganze weit gestorben 
 An dem hohen kreuzes-stamm 
 
 Weidet sie, ja will alliein 
 
 Selbst die suesse weide seyn. 
 
 5 Er bringt sie zu wasser quellen 
 
 Wo das ewige leben quillt ; 
 Nichts kan ihre lust vergaellen : 
 
 Hier wird nun ihr durst gestillt ; 
 Gott selbst, der ihr heil und licht, 
 Wischt die thraenen vom gesicht. 
 
 6 Hilf, dasz ich dir willig diene 
 
 Als ein priester Gottes hier. 
 Dasz ich mich im fiehn erkuehne, 
 
 Dich zu nennen meine zier : 
 Deine huette decke mich 
 Fuer dem heissen sonnen stich. 
 
 7 Wann willst du mein fiehn erfuellen, 
 
 Komm mien Heil, dasz ich dich schau ! 
 Eile meinen durst zu stillen ; 
 
 Fuehre mich auf Zion's au' ; 
 Wische meine thraenen ab : 
 Wohl mir, wenn ich dich nur hab. 
 
32 ANHANG — DEUTSCHER LIEDER. 
 
 /60 Metre 4. Penitence. 
 
 1 T3 INGE recht, wenn Gottes gnade 
 W Dich nun ziehet und bekehrt, 
 
 Dasz dein geist sich recht entlade 
 Von der last die ihn beschwert. 
 
 2 Ringe, denn die pfort ist enge, 
 Und der lebens weg ist schmal ; 
 Hier bleibt alles im gedraenge, 
 Was nicht zielt zum himmels-saal. 
 
 3 Kaempfe bisz aufs blut und leben, 
 Dring hinein in Gottes reich : 
 Will der satan widerstreben, 
 Werde weder matt noch weich. 
 
 4 Ringe mit gebet und schreyen, 
 Halte damit feurig an ; 
 
 Lasz dich keine zeit gereuen, 
 Waer's auch tag und nach gethan. 
 
 5 Hast du nun die perl errungen, 
 Denke ja nicht dasz du nun 
 Alles boese hast bezwungen, 
 Das uns schaden pflegt zu thun. 
 
 6 Wahre treu fuehrt mit der suende 
 Bis ins grab bestaendig krieg, 
 Richtet sich nach keinem winde, 
 Sucht in jedem kämpf den sieg. 
 
 7 Wahre treu kommt dem getuemmel 
 Dieser weit niemals zu nah': 
 
 Ist ihr schätz doch in dem himmel 
 Drum ist auch ihr herz allda. 
 
ANHANG — DEUTSCHER LIEDER. 33 
 
 8 Lieght nicht alle weit im boesem ? 
 Steht nich Sodom in der glut ? 
 Seele, wer soll dich erloesen? 
 Eilen, eilen ist hier gut, 
 
 9 Eile, zaele tag und stunden, 
 
 ßisz dein Braeut'gam huepft und springt, 
 Und, wen du nun ueberwunden, 
 Dich zum schauen Gottes bringht 
 10 Eile lauf ihm doch entgegen 
 
 Sprich : mein Licht ich bin bereit, 
 
 Meine huette abzulegen, 
 
 Mich duerst' nach der ewighkeit. 
 
 £)(\ Mel. Es ist gewiszlich an der, 
 tCu Metre 68, Harmo?iia Sacra, 
 
 1 r\ seele schaue Jesum an ! 
 
 V J Hier kanst du recht erkennen, 
 Was wahre demuth heissen kan, 
 Und was wir sanftmuth nennen. 
 Er stellt sich dir zum muster dar: 
 Wie Jesus Christ gesinnet war, 
 So sey auch du gesinnet ! 
 
 2 Er war der grosse Gottes — Sohn, 
 Ihn ehrten Cherubinen ; 
 
 Doch lies er seinen himmels thron, 
 Und kam um uns zu dienen. 
 Er selbst, der Herr der herrlickeit, 
 War menschen wohl zu thun bereit 
 So sey auch du gesinnet! 
 
 3 Er sah' die ganze lebenszeit 
 Aaf seines Vaters wille, 
 
 Durch thun und leiden stets bereit, 
 
34 ANHANG DEUTSCHER LIEDER. 
 
 Ihn treulich zu erfuellen. 
 tn allem, was er dacht und that, 
 Yerehrt' er seines Vaters rath. 
 So sey du ach gesinnei ! 
 
 4 Das boese sucht' er alsobald 
 Mit gutem zu vergelten : 
 
 Man hoerte, wann die weit ihn schalt, 
 
 Jhn niemals wieder schelten, 
 
 Man hoert' ihn nich um räche schrein, 
 
 Er uebergab es Gott allein; 
 
 So sey du auch gesinnet! 
 
 5 Wenn stolz und eigenliebe sich, 
 O seele, bey dir reget ; 
 
 So staerke Jesu beyspiel dich j 
 Dann wirst du nicht beweget, 
 Ach nimm doch dessen wort in acht, 
 Und denke, wie er's hat gemacht, 
 So sey du auch gesinnet! 
 
 3 
 
 Mel. Jesu meine Zuversicht. 
 
 1 TpOLGT mir wolt ihr Christen seyn, 
 Jj Ruft der Herr in seinem worte ; 
 Auf dem kreutzweg geh't herein, 
 Und ring't nach der eng^n pforte ; 
 Laszt euch keinen eiteln blick 
 
 Oder welt-bsauch zieh'n zurueck. 
 
 2 Unverdrossen schickt euch nun, 
 Jesu jock auf euch zu nehmen, 
 Seinen willen gern zu thun, 
 Kuren aber zu bezaehmen : 
 Christen wissen anders nicht 
 Auszuueben diese pilicht. 
 
ANHANG — DEUTSCHER LIEDER. 35 
 
 3 T'ef erniedrig't sey der sinn, 
 Hochmuth aber ausgetrieben ; 
 Arm am geist seyn bringt gewinn, 
 Reich genug sind, die, Gott lieben, 
 Und sie fuerchten keinen feind ; 
 Denn der Hoechste ist ihr freund. 
 
 4 Aller kummer der euch nagt, 
 
 Sey verbannt auf heut 3 und morgen ; 
 Christus hat ihn untersagt, 
 Heget also keine sorgen; 
 Weil er selber sorgen will, 
 Ach so seyd getrost und still. 
 
 5 Eure Gott-gelassenheit 
 
 Bleibe vest gegruend't im glauben, 
 Eh' euch der genusz erfreu't,* 
 Laszt euch nicht die hoffnng rauben; 
 Jn vergnuegter herzensruh' 
 Nehme sie bestaendig zu. 
 
 31 
 
 Metre 33. Germany, 
 
 TESU deine tiefe wunden 
 , ! Deine quaal und bitt'rer tod ; 
 Geben mir zu allen stunden, 
 Trost in leibs und seelen noth : 
 Faellt mir etwas arges ein, 
 Denk ich bald an deine pein, 
 Die erlaubet meinem herzen, 
 Mit den suenden nicht zu scherzen. 
 Will sich denn in wollust weiden, 
 Mein verderbtes fleisch und blut, 
 So gedenk ich an dein leiden, 
 Bald wird alles wieder gut ; 
 
3(5 ANHANG — DEUTSCHER LIEDER. 
 
 Kommt der satan und setzt mir 
 Heftig zu, halt ich ihm fuer, 
 Deine gnad und gnadenzeichen, 
 Bald musz er von dannen weichen* 
 
 3 Will die weit mein herze fuehren, 
 Auf die breite wollust bahn ; 
 
 Da nichts ist als jubilihren, 
 Alsdann schau ich emsig an 
 Deine marter schwere last, 
 Die du augestanden hast, 
 So kan ich in andacht bleiben, 
 Alle boese lust vertreiben, 
 
 4 Ja, fuer alles, was mich kraenket, 
 Geben deine wunden kraft ; 
 
 Wenn mein herz hinein sich saenket 
 Hab ich neuen lebens saft ; 
 Deines trostes suessigkeit, 
 Wend't in mir das bitt're leid, 
 Der du mir das heil erworben, 
 Da du fuer mich bist gestorben. 
 
 5 Auf dich setz ich mein vertrauen, 
 Du bist meine Zuversicht ; 
 
 Dein tod hat den tod gehauen, 
 Dasz er mich kan toedten nicht : 
 Bringet mir trost, schütz und heil : 
 Dasz ich an dir habe theil, 
 Deine gnade wird mir geben 
 Auferstehung, licht und leben, 
 
 tZJ/& Mel, Es ist gewiszlich an — 
 1 "VT ACH meiner seelen Seligkeit 
 _[\| Lasz, Herr, mich eifrig ringen. 
 
ANHANG — DEUTSCHER LIEDER. 37 
 
 Sollt ich die kurze gnadenzeit 
 
 In Sicherheit verbringen ? 
 
 Wie wuerd' ich einst vor dir bestehn? 
 
 Wer in dein reich wuensch't einzugehen, 
 
 Musz reines herzens werden. 
 
 Erst an dem schlusz der lebensbahn 
 
 Auf seine suenden sehen, 
 
 Und wenn man nicht mehr sund'gen kan, 
 
 Gott um erbarmung riehen : 
 
 Das ist der wejj zum leben nicht, 
 
 Denn uns, O Gott, dein Unterricht 
 
 In deinem wort bezeichnet. 
 
 Du rufst uns hier zur heiligung ; 
 Drum lasz auch hier auf erden 
 Des herzens wahre besserung 
 Mein haupt^eschaefte werden. 
 Herr, darzu gib mir kraft und trieb; 
 Nichts in der weit sey mir so lieb. 
 Als diese deine gnade. 
 
 Gewoenn' ich auch die ganze weit 
 
 Mit allen ihren freuden, 
 
 Und solte das. was dir gefaellt, 
 
 O Gott, darueber meiden ; 
 
 Was huHfe mirs ? nie kann die weit 
 
 Mit allem, was sie in sich haelt 
 
 Mir deine gnad 5 ersetzen. 
 
 Was fuehr't mich zur Zufriedenheit 
 
 Schon hier in diesem leben ? 
 
 Was kann mir trost und freudigkeit 
 
 In noth, im tode geben ? 
 
 Nicht mensheng un$t f flieht irälßch glueck, 
 
38 ANHANG — DEUTSCHER LIEDER. 
 
 Nur Gottes gnad' und dann ein blick 
 Auf jenes lebens freude. 
 
 6 Nach diesem kleinod, Herr, Iasz mich 
 Vor allen dingen trachten, 
 Und alles, was mir hinderlich, 
 Mit edlem muth verachten : 
 Dasz ich auf deinen wegen geh', 
 Und im geriebt dereinst besteh', 
 Sey meine groeste sorge. 
 
 •V*) Mel. Wie nach einer wawerqnell*. 
 ÖÖ Metre 33. Germany, 
 
 1 T)R^NGE welt mit deinem wissen, 
 l Dasz du jetzt so hoch gebracht ! 
 
 Ich kann deine Weisheit missen, 
 Die der weise Gott veracht : 
 Meines Jesu kreutz und pein. 
 Soll mein liebstes wissen seyn : 
 Weisz ich das im wahren glauben, 
 Wer will mir den himmel rauben ? 
 
 2 And're moegen Weisheit -nennen, 
 Was hier in die äugen faelit, 
 
 Ob sie schon den nicht, erkennen 
 Dessen Weisheit alles haelt; 
 Mir soll meines Jesu pein 
 Meine kunst und Weisheit seyn : 
 Das geheimnisz seiner liebe 
 1st die schul', da ich mich uebe. 
 
 ? Andre moegen ihre sinnen 
 
 Schaerfen durch Verschlagenheit, 
 Dasz sie lob und rühm gewinnen 
 Bey den grossen dieser zeit * 
 
ANHANG — DUETSCHER LTEDER. 
 
 Ich will meines Heiland's schmach 
 Ganz alleine denken nach ; 
 Christen will es nicht geziemen, 
 Dasz sie sich des eiteln ruehmen. 
 
 4 Andern kan und mags gelingen, 
 Wenn sie schieinig und geschickt 
 Grosses gut zusammen bringen, 
 Und wenn ihnen alles glueek't: 
 
 O! mein reichthum, glueck und thiel, 
 Ist der armen suender heil: 
 Dieses weis mein herz zu finden, 
 Und die weit zu ueberwinden. 
 
 5 Ky ! so komm mein Wahres Leben, 
 Komm und unterweise mich ; 
 
 Dir will ich mein herz ergeben, 
 Dasz es wisse nichts als dich. 
 Allerliebste Wissenschaft ! 
 Ach ! beweise deine kraft, 
 Dasz ich einzig an dir hange, 
 Und nichts ausser dir verlange. 
 
 6 Weisz ich keinen trost auf erden, 
 Klagt mich mein gewissen an, 
 Will mir angst und bange werden, 
 Ist nichts dasz mir helfen kan ; 
 Drueckt mich des gesetzes joch; 
 So lasz mich bedenken doch, 
 Dasz du hast mit deinem blute 
 Gnad 5 erlanget, mir zu gute. 
 
 7 Ach mein Jesu ! pflanze weiter 
 Diesses wissen in mein herz : 
 
 Sey mein treuer Freund und Leiter, 
 Und lasz deines todes schmerz, 
 
40 ANHANG — DEUTSCHER LIEDER. 
 
 Deine schwere kreuzes pein 
 Mir stets in gedanken sey'n ; 
 Du hast dich mir wollen schenken, 
 Daran lasz mich ewig denken. 
 
 8 Endlich, wenn des todes grauen 
 
 t Alles wissen von mir treibt, 
 So lasz meine äugen schauen 
 
 g Diesen trost der ewig bleibt : 
 Jesus leiden, kreuz und pein 
 Soll mein letztes wissen seyn, 
 Jesus hilf mir das vollbringen ; 
 
 * So will ich dir ewig singen. 
 
 34 
 
 Mel. Alle men&rhen rnne$sen—> 
 
 I j k CH wann werd ich von der suende, 
 l\_ Gott, mein Vater, volü«: frey, 
 Dasz ich ganz sie ueberwinde, 
 
 f Gansz dir wohlgefaelüg sey ? 
 
 Noch nicht, ich gesteh s mit thraenen, 
 Kann ich mich von ihr entwoehnen ! 
 Noch zu oft noch regt sie sich, 
 Und versucht zum boesen mich. 
 
 2 In der andacht sel'gen stunden, 
 Wo mein geist die Wahrheit hoert, 
 Hab' ich of das gleuck empfunden, 
 Das die froemigkeit gewaehrt ; 
 Habe nichts so sehr hienieden 
 
 Mir gewuenscht, als innern frienen, 
 Als ein herz, dir ganz geweiht, 
 Ganz der tugend Seligkeit. 
 
 3 Voll von heiligen entschluessen 
 'Schlosz ich dann dir treu zu seyn* 
 
ANHANG — DEUTSCHER LIEDER. 41 
 
 Und mit wachtsamen gewissen 
 Meiner Unschuld mich zu freu'n ; 
 Willig wolPt ich da mein leben 
 Dir, mein Gott zum dienst ergeben, 
 Aller suende widersteh'n, 
 Standhaft deine wege geh'n. 
 
 Aber, ach ! zu schnell empoeret 
 Sich der leidenschaften macht, 
 Die verdunkelt, schwaecht und stoeret, 
 Was ich sonst so gut bedacht : 
 Ploetzliche versuch ungszeiten, 
 Beyspiel, reisz der eitelkeiten, 
 Deren schwärm mich stets umringt, 
 Das ists was zum fall mich bring't. 
 
 O ich armer, dem zur treue 
 
 Feste seelenkraft noch fehl't, 
 
 Den so oft die tiefste reue, 
 
 CJud so oft doch fruchtlos quaelt ! 
 
 Ach wer wird mich ganz vom boesen, 
 
 Von des todes leib erloesen ? 
 
 Ich elender, wer befieyt 
 
 Ganz mich von der suendlichkeit ? 
 
 Du verzeihst mir die gebrechen 
 Meiner suendlichen natur, 
 Nicht die Schwachheit willst du raechen ; 
 Boesen vorsatz strafst du nur : 
 Haett ich nicht den trost, ich wuerde 
 Unter meiner fehler buerde 
 Ganz erliegen, und mich dein, 
 Hoechstes Gut, nie koennen freun'n. 
 
 Stellet mir denn hier auf erden 
 Lebenslang die suende nach j 
 
42 ANHANG — DEUTSCHER LIEDES. 
 
 Kann ich nicht vollkommen werden, 
 Bin und bleib ich immer schwach; 
 O so segne mein bestreben, 
 So gerecht ich kan, zu leben, 
 Dasz ich doch von heucheley 
 und von bosheit ferne sey. 
 
 8 Wenn ich falle lasz mich's merken ; 
 Lasz mieh streben aufzusteh'n ; 
 Eile mich, dein kind, zu starken ! 
 Lehre selbst mich vester jrehn ; 
 Warne mich, sey mein bereiter, 
 Taeglich fnehre, Gott, mich weiter, 
 ßisz mich einst die ewiakeit 
 Bringet zur Vollkommenheit. 
 
 OK Met,. Wer nur den liehen Gott — 
 (jQ Metre 8. Day Star. Bar. Sat. 
 
 1 1 CH habe nun den grund gefunden, 
 | Der meinen Anker ewig haelt, 
 
 Wo anders als in Jesu wunde u ? 
 Da lag er vor der zeit der weit : 
 Den grund der unbeweglich steht, 
 Wann erd und himmel untergeht. 
 
 2 Es ist das ewige erharmen, 
 Das alles denken uebersteigt; 
 Es sind die offne liebes armen 
 
 Desz, der sich zu dem suender neight ; 
 Dem gegen uns das herze bricht, 
 Dasz wir nicht kommen ins gericht. 
 
 3 Wir sollen nicht verlohren werden, 
 Gott will, uns soll geholfen seyn ; 
 Deswegen kam der Sohn auf erden, 
 
ANHANG DEUTSCHER LIEDER. 43 
 
 Und nahm hernach den himmel ein, 
 Deswegen klopft er fuer und fuer 
 So stark an unsers herzens thuer. 
 
 4 obgrund ! welcher uns're suenden 
 Durch Christi tod verschlungen hat; 
 Das heiszt die wunden recht verbinden, 
 Da findet kein verdammen statt, 
 
 Weil Christi blut bestaendig schreyt : 
 Barmherzigkeit ! barmherzigkeit. 
 
 5 Darein w T ill ich mich glaubig senken, 
 Dem will ich mich getrost vertrau'n ; 
 Und, wenn mich meine suenden kraenken, 
 Nur bald nach Gottes heize schairn, 
 
 Da findet sich zu aller zeit 
 Unendliche barmherzigkeit. 
 
 6 Wird alles and're weggerissen, 
 Was seel und leib erquicken kan ; 
 Darf ich von keinem tröste wissen, 
 Und scheine voellig ausgetban : 
 1st die errettung noch so weit, 
 Mir bleibet doch barmherzigkeit. 
 
 Musz ich an meinen besten werken, 
 Darinnen ich gewandelt bin, 
 Viel unvollkommenheit bemerken, 
 Und faellt wohl alles ruehmen hin ; 
 So ist mir doch der trost bereit : 
 Ich hoffe auf barmherzigkeit. 
 
 ! Es gehe nur nach dessen willen, 
 ßey dem so viel erbarmen ist; 
 Er wolle selbst mein herze stillen. 
 Damit es das nur nich vergiszt: 
 
44 ANHANG— DEUTSCHER UEDER, 
 
 So stehet es in lieb und leid, 
 
 In, durch, und auf barmherzigkeit, 
 
 9 Bey diesem gründe will ich bleiben, 
 So lange mich die erde trag't ; 
 Das will ich denken, thun und treiben, 
 So lange sich ein klied bewegt: 
 So sing ich einsten hoechst erfreu't: 
 
 abgrund der barmherzigkeit ! 
 
 3/> Mel. Gott des hi mm eh und — 
 V3 Metre 25. Hamburg. Har. Sae. 
 
 1 "T7"0MM, O komm du Geist des lebens, 
 
 |\_ Wahrer Gott von ewigkeit ! 
 Deine kraft sey nicht vergebens, 
 Sie er fuell' uns jederzeit ; 
 So wird geisr und licht und schein 
 In den dunkeln herzen seyn. 
 
 § Gib in unser herz und sinnen 
 
 Weisheit, rath, verstand und zucht \ 
 Dasz wir anders nichts beginnen, 
 Denn was nur dein wille sucht; 
 Dein erkenntnisz werde grosz, 
 Und mach mich von suenden los. 
 
 3 Zeige, Herr, die wohlfahrts-stege ; 
 Das, was hinter uns gethan, 
 Raeume ferner aus dem wege, 
 Schlecht und recht sey um uns an ; 
 Wirke reu' an suenden statt, 
 Wen der fuss gestrauchelt' hat. 
 
 4 Lasz uns stets dein zeugnisz fuehlen, 
 Dasz wir Gottes kinder sind, 
 
 Pie auf ihn alleine zielen. 
 
ANHANG— DEUTSCHER LIEDER. 45 
 
 Wenn sich noth und drangsal find't : 
 Denn des Vaters liebens ruth 
 1st uns allewege gut. 
 
 5 Reiz' uns, dasz wir zu ihm treten 
 Frey mit aller freudigkeit 
 Seufz' auch in uns wen wir beten, 
 Und vertritt uns allezeit : 
 
 So wird uns're bitt' erhoert, 
 Und die Zuversicht gemehr't. 
 
 6 Wird uns auch nach tröste bange, 
 Dasz das herz oft rufen musz ; 
 
 Ach ! mein Gott, mein Gott w r ie lange ? 
 Ey so mache den beschlusz ; 
 Sprich der seele troestlich zu, 
 Und gib muth, geduld, und ruh'. 
 
 7 du Geist der kraft und staerke, 
 Du gewisser neuer Geist, 
 Foerd're in uns deine werke, 
 Sey von uns stets hoch gepreiszt, 
 Schenk uns waffen in dem kreig, 
 Durch dich werde uns den sieg. 
 
 8 Herr bewahr auch unsern glauben, 
 Dasz kein teufel, tod noch spott 
 Uns denselben moege rauben ; 
 
 Du bist unser schütz und Gott ; 
 Sag't das fleisch gleich immer nein 
 Lasz dein wort gewisser seyn. 
 
 9 Wenn wir endlich sollen sterben, 
 So versich're uns je mehr, 
 
 Als des himmel reiches erben 
 Jener herrlichkeit und ehr, 
 Die uns unser Gott erkiess't 
 Und nicht auszusprechen st. 
 
46 ANHANG DEUTSCHER LIEDER. 
 
 37 
 
 Mel. Zion hlaght mir angst urrd* 
 
 Metre 33. Harmon ia Sacra. 
 
 1 "" TERR es ist von meinem leben 
 _£x Abermal ein tag dahin, 
 Lehre mich nun achtung geben, 
 Ob ich froemmer worden bin ; 
 Zeige mir auch ferner an, 
 
 • So ich was nich rocht gethan, 
 Und huelf du in allen Sachen 
 Guten feyerabend machen. 
 
 2 Freylich wirst du manches finden, 
 Dasz dir nicht gefallen hat ; 
 Denn ich bin noch voller suenden 
 In gedanken, wort, und that, 
 Und vom morgen bisz jetzund 
 Pfleget herze, hand und mund 
 
 So geschwind und oft zu fehlen, 
 Dasz ichs nimmermehr kan zaehlen 
 
 3 Aber, O du Gott der gnaden ! 
 Habe noch mit mir geduld ! 
 Ich bin freylick schwer beladen, 
 Doch vergib mir meine schuld, 
 Rechne nicht dip missethat, 
 Sondern zeig mir deine gnad, 
 So will ich auch deinen willen 
 Kuenftig mehr ais bettf; erfüllen, 
 
 4 Herr! dein äuge g^h't nich unter, 
 Wenn es bey uns abend wird, 
 Denn du bleibest ewig munter, 
 Und bist wie rUi guter Hirt, 
 
 Der auch in d»r finstern nacht 
 üeber seine heerde wacht, 
 
REGISTER. 47 
 
 Also gib uns, deinen schlafen, 
 Dasz wir alle sicher schafen. 
 
 Lasz mich dann gesund erwachen 
 Wenn es rechte zeit wird seyn, 
 Dasz ich ferner meine Sachen 
 Richte dir zu ehren ein : 
 Order hast du, lieber Gott! 
 Heute mir bestimmt den tod, 
 So befehl ich dir am ende 
 Leib und seel in deine haeide. 
 
 REGISTER. 
 
 DER DEUTSCHEN LIEDER. 
 
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 ACH wann werd ich von der suende 40 
 
 Aile menschen müssen sterben 25 
 
 Auf seele auf und saeume nicht 8 
 
 BEGRABT den leib in seine 1 gruft 29 
 
 DER tag ist hin mit seinem lichte 22 
 
 Die glocke schlangt und zeigt damit 23 
 
 Durch viele gross* plagen.. . 10 
 
 ES ist gewiszlich an der zeit 24 
 
 FREUNDE stellt das weinen ein 28 
 
 Folg't mir wollt ihr christen seyn 28 
 
 GOTT des himmpls und der erden .20 
 
 Gott hab ich mich ergebt?« 17 
 
 Gott sey dank in aller weit 9 
 
 HERR Jesu Gnatten-sonne 11 
 
 Herr es ist von meinem leben 46 
 
48 REGISTER. 
 
 ICH habe nun den grund gefunden . . * 42 
 
 Ich will lieben und mich ueben 13 
 
 Ihr junge helden aufgewacht 21 
 
 JESU deine tiefe wunden 35 
 
 KOMM, O komm, du Geist des lebens 44 
 
 LIEBSTER Jesu wir sind hier 1 
 
 MEIN Gott das herz ich bringe dir 10 
 
 Mir nach spricht Christus unser 4 
 
 NACH einer pruefung kurzer 1& 
 
 Nach meiner seelen Seligkeit 36 
 
 Nun lobet alle Gottes Sohn 5 
 
 O SEELE schaue Jesum an 33 
 
 PRANGE weit mit deinem wissen 38 
 
 RINGE recht wen Gottes gnade 32 
 
 SETZE dich mein geist ein wenig 14 
 
 Sey lob und ehr dem hoechsten gut 7 
 
 Sieh' hier bin ich Ehren-Koening 3 
 
 So grabet mich nun immer hin 29 
 
 THEURES wort aus Gottes munde 2 
 
 WER sind die vor Gottess throne 30 
 
 Wer weis wie nahe mir mein 27 
 
 Wo soll ich hin, wer hilfet mir 15 
 

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