COLLECTION 
 
 OF 
 
 HYMNS, 
 
 SELECTED FROM VARIOUS AUTHORS 
 
 FOR THE USE OF THE 
 
 EVANGELICAL ASSOCIATION, 
 
 AND 
 
 ALL LOVERS OF PIOUS DEVOTION. 
 
 ■^^Sing unto the Lord; for he hath done excel- 
 lent things : this is known in all the earth. 
 Cry out and shout, thou inhabitant ofZioyi.- 
 for great is the Holy One of Israd in tJie 
 midst ftf thee,^^ Isaiah xii, 5. 6. 
 
 NEW-BERLIN: 
 
 PRINTED BY GEO. MILLER. 
 
 1835 
 
CONTENTS. 
 
 Page, 
 
 t, OF Jehovah and his Attributes. 5 
 
 2. The Fall and Depravity of Man. 12 
 
 3. The Atonement by Christ. - 16 
 
 4. On the Spread of the Gospel. - 33 
 
 5. Awakening and Inviting". - 42 
 
 6. Penitential. - - - - 68 
 
 7. Conversion and Justification by Faith. 94 
 
 8. Regeneration and Adoption. 105 
 
 9. Full Redemption. - - 110 
 
 10. Rejoicing and Praise. - - 123 
 
 11. Christian Fellowship, - - 154 
 
 12. Prayer and Intercession. - 165 
 
 13. Watchfulness. - - - 183 
 
 14. The Christian's Warfare. - 188 
 
 15. Trusting in Grace and Providence. 202 
 
 16. Describing Formal Religion, 219 
 ir. On Backsliding. ' ^ - 225 
 
iv CONTENTS. 
 
 Page. 
 
 18. The Lord's Supper. - - 234 
 
 19. Baptism. - . - - 242 
 
 20. Before and after Sermon- - 244 
 
 21. Family Worship — Morning- - 253 
 
 Evening'- - 263 
 
 22- Time- 268 
 
 23, Death. ... - - 275 
 
 24. Judgment. - 289 
 
 25- Eternity. - - - . 298 
 
 26, Heaven. - - - - 301 
 
 27- Hell. 306 
 
 28. Parting and Dismission. - - 309 
 
 29. Miscelaneous Hymns. - - 316 
 
HYMMS. 
 
 OF JEHOVAH AND HIS ATTRI 
 BUTES. 
 
 HYMN 1. L. M. 
 
 1 "JEHOVAH reig'RS ; he dwells in light, 
 ^ Girded with majesty and mig'ht ; 
 The Avoiid, created by his hands, 
 
 Still on its first foundation stands. 
 
 2 But ere this spacious world was made. 
 Or had its first foundation laid, 
 
 Thy throne eternal agxs stood, 
 Thyself the ever-living* God. 
 
 3 Like floods the angry nations rise, 
 And aim thejr rag-e against the skies ; 
 Vain floods, that aim their rage so high 
 
 . At thy rebuke the billows die. 
 
 4 For ever shall thy throne endure; 
 Thy promise stands for ever sure ; 
 And everlasting holiness 
 Becomes the dwellings of thy grace. 
 
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 OF JEHOVAH 
 
 HYMN 2. S. M. 
 
 1 rjlHE God Jehovah reigns, 
 -fi- Let all the nations fear ; 
 
 Let sinners tremble at his throne. 
 And saints be humble there. 
 
 2 Jesus the Saviour reig-ns, 
 Let earth adore its Lord ; 
 
 Bright cherubs his attendants stands 
 Swift to fulfil his word. 
 
 3 In Zion stands his throne, 
 His honours are divine ; 
 
 His church shall make his wonders known. 
 For there liis glories shine. 
 
 4 How holy is his name ! 
 How terrible Ms praise ! 
 
 Justice and truth, and judgment join 
 In all his works of grace. 
 
 HYMN 3. CM. 
 
 1 "OATHER, how wide thy glories shine 
 Si How high thy w^onders rise ! 
 Known thi'ough the earth by thousand 
 
 By thousands through the skies : [signs 
 Those mighty orbs proclaim thy power : 
 
 Their motions speak thy skill: 
 And on the wings of every hour 
 
 We read thy p alienee still 
 
AND HIS ATTRIBUTES. 
 
 2 Part of thy name divinely stands. 
 
 On all thy creatures writ. 
 They show the labour of thy hands. 
 
 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 ImmanuePs name. 
 
 And try their choicest strains. 
 
 4 O may I 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. 
 
 HYMN 4. CM. 
 
 1 ¥¥AIL, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost! 
 KM. One God in persons three ; 
 
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 OF JEHOVAH 
 
 Of thee we make our joyful boast. 
 And homag-e pay to thee. 
 
 2 Present alike in every place, 
 
 Thy Godhead we adore : 
 Beyond the bounds of time and space 
 Thou dwell'st for evermore. 
 
 3 In wisdom infinite thou art, 
 
 Thine eye doth all tliing-s see j 
 And every thoug-ht of every hearty 
 Is fully known to thee. 
 
 4 Whatever thou wilt, in earth below, 
 
 Thou dost, in heaven above ; 
 But chiefly we rejoice to know 
 The' almig-hty God of love. 
 
 5 Thou lov*st whatever thy hands have 
 
 They goodness we rehearse, [made 
 In shining characters display'd 
 Throughout our universe. 
 
 6 Mercy, with love and endless g-race, 
 
 O'er all thy works doth reig-n ; 
 But mostly thou dehght'st to bless. 
 Thy favourite creature man. 
 
 7 Wherefore let every creature g-ive 
 
 To thee the praise desig-n'd; 
 But chiefly. Lord, the thanks receive^ 
 The hearts of all mankind. 
 
AND HIS ATTRIBUTES. 9 
 
 HYISfNS. L.M. 
 
 1 1* ORD, thou hast searched and seen me 
 JLa through ; 
 
 Tliine eye commands, with piercmg view, 
 
 My rising and my resting hours. 
 
 My heart and flesh, with all their powers. 
 
 2 Could I so false, so faithless prove, 
 To quit thy service and thy love ; 
 Where, Lord, could I thy presence shun, 
 Or from thy dreadful glory run ? 
 
 3 If, mounted on a morning ray, 
 I fly beyond the western sea ; 
 
 Thy swifter hand would first arri\T, 
 And there arrest thy fugitive. 
 
 4 Or should I try to shun thy sight 
 Beneath the spreading veil of night ; 
 One glance of thine, one piercing ray 
 Would kindle darkness into day. 
 
 5 The veil of night is no disguise. 
 
 No screen from thy all-searching eyes. 
 Thy hand can seize thy foes as soon 
 Through midnight shades, as blazing noon. 
 
 6 O may these thoughts possess my breast. 
 Where'er I rove, where'er I rest ! 
 
 Nor let my weaker passions dare 
 Consent to sin, for God is there. 
 
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 OF JEHOVAH 
 
 HYm 6. C. M. 
 
 1 "ffj OLY and rev'rend is the name 
 ^SJL Of our eternal King*. 
 Thrice holy, Lord ! the ang-els cry : 
 
 Thrice holy, let us sing*. 
 
 2 Holy is he in all his works. 
 
 And s pints are his delight : 
 But sinners and their wicked ways 
 Are hateful in his sig-ht. 
 
 3 The deepest rev'rence, homage, loTe, 
 
 Pay, O my soul, to Grod ; 
 Lift with thy hands a holy heai't 
 To his subhme abode ! 
 
 4 Thou, righteous God ! preserve my mind 
 
 From all pollution free ; 
 Thine image form within my breast^ 
 That I thy face may see. 
 
 HYMN 7. L. M. 
 
 1 "CfOLY as thou, O Lord, is none I 
 41 Thy holiness is all thy own ; 
 A drop of that unbounded sea 
 
 Is ours, a drop deriv'd from thee^ 
 
 2 And when thy purity we share. 
 Thy only glory we declare ; 
 And humbled into nothing, own* 
 
 * Holy and pure is God alone. 
 
AND HIS ATTRIBUTES. 1 
 
 3 Sole, self-existing God and Lord, 
 By all thy heavenly hosts ador'd ; 
 Let all on earth bow down to thee. 
 And own thy peerless majesty: 
 
 4 Thy power unparallel'd confess, 
 Establish'd on the Rock of peace; 
 The Rock that never shall remove^ 
 The Rock of pure, almighty love. 
 
 HYMN 8. C. M. 
 
 1 fllHY ceaseless, unexhausted love^ 
 
 Unmerited and free. 
 Delights our evil to remove. 
 And help our misery. 
 
 2 Thou waitest to be gracious still. 
 
 Thou dost with sinners bear, 
 That savM, we may thy goodness feel,, 
 And all thy grace declare. 
 
 3 Thy goodness and thy truth to me. 
 
 To every soul abound ; 
 A vast unfathomable sea. 
 
 Where all our thoughts are drowned* 
 
 4 Its streams the whole creation reach,. 
 
 So plenteous is the store ; 
 Enough for all, enough for each. 
 Enough for evermore. 
 
THE FALL ANb 
 
 5 Faithful, O Lord, thy mercies are 1 
 
 A Rock that cannot move : 
 A thousand promises declare 
 Thy constancy of love. 
 
 6 Throughout the universe yt reigns, 
 
 Unalterably sure ; 
 And while the truth of God remains, 
 His goodness must endure. 
 
 THE FALL AND DEPRAVITY 
 OF MAN. 
 
 HYMN 9. C. M. 
 
 1 OLESS'D with the joys of innocence, 
 S3 Adam, our father, stood. 
 
 Till he debas'd his soul to sense, 
 And eat th' unlawful food. 
 
 2 Now we are born a sensual race. 
 
 To sinful joys inclined; 
 Reason has lost its native place. 
 And flesh enslaves the mind. 
 
 o While flesh and sense and passion reigns, 
 Sin is the sweetest good : 
 We fancy music in our chains. 
 And so forget the load. 
 
DEPRAVITY OF MAN. 
 
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 4 Great God, renew our ruin'd frame, 
 
 Our broken powers restore, 
 Inspire us with a heavenly flame, 
 And flesh shall reig-n no more. 
 
 5 Eternal Spirit, write thy law 
 
 Upon our inward parts, 
 And let the second Adam draw 
 His imag-e on our hearts. 
 
 HYMN 10, L. M. 
 
 1 T ORD, we are vile, conceiv'd in sin, 
 A-^ And born unholy and unclean; 
 Sprung* from the man whose g'uilty fall 
 Cori'upts his race, and taints us all. 
 
 2 Soon as we draw our infant breath, 
 The seeds of sin grow up for death ; 
 Thy law demands a perfect heart. 
 But we 're defiled iu every part. 
 
 3 Great God, create my heart anew. 
 And form my spirit pure and true ; 
 O make me wise betimes to see 
 My dang-er and my remedy. 
 
 i 4 Behold, I fall before thy face ; 
 My only refug-e is thy grace : 
 No outward forms can make me clean ; 
 The leprosy lies deep witliin. 
 
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 THE FALL AND 
 
 5 No bleeding bird, nor bleeding beast. 
 Nor hyssop branch, nor sprinkling priest,. 
 Nor running brook, nor flood, nor sea. 
 Can wash the dismal stain away. 
 
 6 Jesus, my God, thy blood alone 
 Hath pow^r sufficient to atone ; 
 
 Thy blood can make me white as snow ; 
 No Jewish types could cleanse me so. 
 
 7 While guilt disturbs and breaks my peace. 
 Nor flesh, nor soul hath rest or ease ; 
 Lord, let me hear thy pard'ning voice. 
 And make my broken heart rejoice. 
 
 HYMN 11. CM. 
 
 1 QIN has a thousand treacherous aa*ts 
 >^ To practise on the mind ; 
 
 With flattering looks it tempts our hearts. 
 But leaves a sting behind. 
 
 2 With names of virtue it deceives 
 
 The aged and the young ; 
 And while the heedless wretch believes. 
 It makes his fetters strong. 
 
 3 It pleads for all the joy it brings. 
 
 And g'ives a fair pretence ; 
 But cheats the soul of heavenly Ijiings, 
 And chains it down to sense. 
 
DEPRAVITY OF MAN. 15 
 
 4 So on a tree divinely fair 
 Grew the forbidden food ; 
 Our mother took the poison there. 
 And tainted all her blood. 
 
 HYMN 12. C. M. 
 
 1 rWlHE crowd, the poor unthinking crowd, 
 -hL Refuse thy hand to see ! 
 
 They will not hear thy loudest rod. 
 They will not turn to thee. 
 
 2 As v/ith judicial blindness struck. 
 
 They all thy sig-ns despise ; 
 Harden their hearts yet more and mack 
 The anger of the skies. 
 
 3 But blinder still, the rich and great 
 
 In wickedness excel. 
 And revel on the brink of fate, 
 And sport and dance to hell. 
 
 4 Regardless of thy smile or frown. 
 
 Their pleasure they require. 
 And sink with gay indifference do-^^a 
 To everlasting fire i 
 
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 ^HE ATONEMENT 
 
 THE ATONEMENT BY CHRIST. 
 
 HYMN 13. C. M, 
 
 1 "I^/JOKTALS awake, with angels join, 
 lyM. And chant the solemn lay ; 
 
 Joy, love, and gratitude combine^ 
 To hail the auspicious day. 
 
 2 In heav'n the rapt'rous song- began, 
 
 While sweet seraphic fire 
 Through all the shining legions ran^ 
 And tun'd the golden lyre. 
 
 3 Swift through the vast expanse it flew. 
 
 And loud the echo roll'd ; 
 The theme, the song, the joy was new; 
 'Twas more than heav'n could hold. 
 
 4 Down through the portals of the sky 
 
 The impetuous torrent ran. 
 And angels flew with eager joy 
 To bear the news to man. 
 
 5 Wrapt in the silence of the night 
 
 Lay all the eastern world. 
 When bursting glorious, heavenly light 
 The wond'rous scene unfurFd. 
 
 6 Hark ! tlie cherubic armies shout, 
 
 And glory leadis the song : 
 
BY CHRIST. 
 
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 Good- will, and peace, are heard throughout 
 The harmonious, heav'nly throng". 
 
 Hail Prince of hfe, for ever hail ! 
 
 Redeemer, brother, friend ! 
 Tho' earth, and time, and life shall fail, 
 
 Thy praise shall never end. 
 
 HYMN 14. P. M.- 
 
 HAIL ! thou blest morn when the great 
 Mediator, 
 
 Down from the mansion of heav'n des- 
 cends ! 
 
 Sltepherds g-o worship the babe in the 
 manger — 
 
 Lo ! for your guide the bright ang-el at- 
 tends. 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 Brightest mid best of the sons of the morn- 
 ing. 
 
 Dawn on our darkness and lend us thine aid; 
 Star of the East the hor izon adorning. 
 Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid. 
 Cold on his cradle the dew drops are shin- 
 ing, 
 
 Low lies his head with the beast of the 
 stall, 
 
 Angels adore him in slumbers reclining*, 
 Maker and monarch, and Saviour of all. 
 Brightest &c. 
 
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 THE ATONEMENT 
 
 S'Say, shall we yield him in costly devotion, 
 / Odours of Eden, and off 'rings divine ; 
 / Gems from the mountain, and pearls from 
 the ocean, 
 
 Myrrh from the forest, and gold from the 
 mine ? 
 
 Brightest &c. 
 
 4 Vainly we offer each ample oblation. 
 
 Vainly with gold would his favour se- 
 cure. 
 
 Richer by far is the heart's adoration. 
 Dearer to God the prayers of the poor. 
 Brightest &c, 
 
 5 Low at his feet, we in humble prostration. 
 
 Lose all our sorrow, and trouble and 
 strife ; 
 
 There we receive his divine consolation. 
 Flowing afresh from the fountain of life. 
 Brightest ^c, 
 
 6 He is our friend in the midst of temp- 
 
 tation. 
 
 Faithful supporter whose love cannot 
 fail; 
 
 Rock of our refuge and hope of salvation. 
 Light to direct us through death's 
 gloomy vale. 
 
 Brightest &c. 
 
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 BY CHRIST. 
 
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 7 Star of the morning) thy brightness de. 
 clining, 
 
 Shortly must fade wher^ the sun doth 
 arise, 
 
 Beaming refulgent, his glory eternal. 
 Shines on the children of love in the 
 skies. 
 
 Brightest &c. 
 
 HYMN 15. C. M. 
 
 1 "OLUNG'D in a gulf of dark despaii% 
 -Mr We wretched sinners lay 
 Without one cheering beam of hope. 
 
 Or spark of glimm'ring day. 
 
 2 With pitying eyes the Prince of grace 
 
 Beheld our helpless grief : 
 He saw, and (O amazing love !) 
 He ran to our relief. 
 
 3 Down from the shining seats above 
 
 With joyful haste he fled; 
 Enter' d the grave in mortal flesh, 
 And dwelt among the dead. 
 
 1 O for this love let rocks and hills 
 Their lasting silence break ! 
 And all harmonious human tongues. 
 The Saviour's praises speak.. 
 
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 THE ATONEMENT 
 
 J Angels assist our mighty joys ; 
 Strike all your harps of gold; 
 But when yCll raise your highest notes, 
 His love can ne'er be told ! 
 
 HYMN 16. L. M. 
 
 1 £^ LORY to God ! who reigns above, 
 xJW Who dwells in light, whose name is 
 Ye saints and angels, if ye can, [love. 
 Declare the love of God to man. 
 
 2 O what can more his love comm.end, 
 His dear, his only Son to send 
 
 That man, condemn'd to die, might live. 
 And God be glorious to forgive ! 
 
 3 Messiah 's come — with joy behold 
 The days by prophets long foretold : 
 Judah, thy royal sceptre 's broke ; 
 And time still proves what Jacob spoke. 
 
 4 Daniel, thy weeks are all expir'd, — 
 The time prophetic seals required; 
 Cut off for sins, but not his own. 
 Thy Prince, Messiah, did atone. 
 
 5 We see the prophecies fulfilPd 
 
 In Jesus, that most wond^rous child : 
 His birth, his life, his death, combine 
 To prove his character divine. 
 
BY CHRIST. 
 
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 HYMN. 17. C. M. 
 
 1 TJEHOLD, where in a mortal form 
 Jt^ Appears each grace divine ! 
 The virtues, all in Jesus met. 
 
 With mildest radiance shine. 
 
 2 To spread the rays of heavenly light. 
 
 To give the mourner joy ; 
 To preach glad tidings to the poor. 
 Was liis divine employ. 
 
 3 Lowly in heart, to all his friends 
 
 A friend and servant found, 
 He wash'd their feet, he wip'd their tears, 
 And heal'd each bleeding wound. 
 
 4 'Midst keen reproach and cruel scorn. 
 
 Patient and meek he stood. 
 His foes ungrateful, sought his life ; 
 He labour'd for their good. 
 
 5 To God he left his righteous cause; 
 
 And still his task pursued ; 
 Wliile humble pray*r and holy faith 
 His fainting strength renew 'd. 
 
 6 In the last hours of deep distress. 
 
 Before his Father's throne. 
 With soul resigned he bowM and said, 
 "Thy will, not mine, be done 1" 
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 THE ATONEMENT 
 
 7 Be Christ our pattern and our guide ! 
 His image may we bear ! 
 O may we tread his holy steps. 
 His joy and glory share ! 
 
 HYMN 18. L. M. 
 
 1 V|MS midnight — and on Olive's brow, 
 
 The star is dimm'd that lately shone ; 
 'Tis midnight — in the garden now, 
 The suff'ring Saviour prays alone. 
 
 2 'Tis midnight — and from all removed, 
 Immanuel wrestles ^lone, with fears, 
 E'en the disciple that he lov'd 
 Heeds not his Master's griefs and tears. 
 
 3 '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. 
 
 4 'Tis midnight — ■ and from ether plains, 
 Is borne the song that angels know ; 
 Unheard b}^ mortals are the strains 
 That sweetly sooth the Saviour's wo. 
 
 HYMN 19. C. M. ^ 
 1 "WjEHOLD the Saviour of mankind 
 JO Nail'd to the shameful tree ! 
 How vast the love that him inclined 
 To bleed and die for thee ! 
 
BY CHRIST. 
 
 "2 Hark, how he gi'oans ; while i^ature shakes, 
 And earth's strong* pillars bend ! 
 The temple's veil in sunder breaks, 
 The solid marbles rend,, 
 
 3 'Tis done ! the precious ransom's paid! 
 
 "Receive my soul!" he cries : 
 See where he bows his sacred head; 
 He bows liis head, and dies ! 
 
 4 But soon he '11 break death's envious chain. 
 
 And in full g'lory shine : 
 O Lamb of God, was ever pain. 
 Was ever love like thine ! 
 
 HYMN 20. CM. 
 
 1 Jk LAS ! and did my Saviour bleed? 
 
 And did my Sovereign die ? 
 Would he devote that sacred head 
 For such a worm as I ? 
 
 2 Was it for crimes that I have done, 
 
 He g-roan'd upon the ti-ee ? 
 Amazing- pity ! g-race unknown ! 
 And love beyond deg-ree ! 
 
 3 Well mig-ht the sun in darkness liide. 
 
 And shut his g-lories in; 
 When Christ the mig-hty Maker died, 
 for man the creature's sin ! 
 
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 THE ATONEMENT 
 
 4 Thus mig-lit I liide my blushing* face. 
 
 While his dear cross appears ; 
 Dissolve my heart in thankfulness. 
 And melt mine eyes to tears. 
 
 5 But drops of grief can ne'er repay 
 
 The debt of love I owe : 
 Here, Lord, I give myself awav, 
 'Tis all that I can do. 
 
 HYMN 21. L. M. 
 
 1 "CIXTENDED on a cursed tree, 
 
 Jt-^ Besmear'd with dust, and sweat, and 
 See there, the King of glory see ! [blood. 
 Sinks, and expires, the Son of God ! 
 
 2 Who, who, my Saviour, this hath done * 
 Who could thy sacred body wound ? 
 No guilt thy spotless heart hath known. 
 No guile hath m thy lips been found. 
 
 3 I, — I alone have done the deed! 
 'Tis I thy sacred flesh have torn; 
 
 My sins have caus'd thee. Lord, to bleed. 
 Pointed the nail, and fix'd the thorn. 
 
 4 For me the burden to sustain 
 
 Too great, on thee,, my Lord, was laid^ 
 To heal me, thou hast borne my pain ; 
 To bless me, thou a curse wast made. 
 
BY CHRIST. 
 
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 5 In the devouring" lion's teeth. 
 Torn, and forsook of all, I lay ; 
 Thou sprang-'st into the jaws of death, 
 From death to save the helpless prey. 
 
 6 My Saviour, how shall I proclaim. 
 How pay the mig-hty debt I owe ? 
 Let all I have, and all I am. 
 Ceaseless to all thy glory show. 
 
 7 Too much to thee I cannot g-ive ; 
 Too much I cannot do for thee : 
 Let all thy love and all thy grief. 
 Graven on my heart for ever be ! 
 
 8 The meek, the still, the lowly mind, 
 O may I learn from thee, my God ; 
 And love, with softest pity join'd, 
 For those that trample on thy blood. 
 
 9 Still let thy tears, thy groans, thy sig-hs, 
 O'erflow my eyes, and heave my breast : 
 Till loose from flesh and earth I rise, 
 And ever in thy bosom rest. 
 
 HYMN 22. L. M. 
 
 1 TTE that pass by, behold the Man ! 
 
 The Man of griefs, condemned for 
 The Lamb of God, for sinners slain, [you! 
 Weeping to Calvary pursue ! 
 
£6 THE ATONEMENT 
 
 2 See ! how his back the scourg"es tear^ 
 While to the bloody pillar bound I 
 
 The ploug-hers make long- furrows there. 
 Till all his body is one wound. 
 
 3 Nor can he thus their hate assuage ; 
 His innocence, to death pursu'd. 
 Must fully g-lut their utmost rage ; 
 Hark I how they clamour for his blood I 
 
 4 To us our own Bar abb as give; 
 Away with him, (they loudly cry :) 
 Away with him, not fit to live. 
 The vile seducer crucify ! 
 
 5 His sacred limbs they stretch, they tear. 
 With nails they fasten to the wood ! 
 His sacred limbs, exposed and bare. 
 
 Or only covered with his blood. 
 
 6 See, there ! his temples crown'd with thorn! 
 His bleeding hands extended wide ! 
 
 His streaming feet transfixt and torn ! 
 The fountain gushing fi'om his side I 
 
 7 Where is the King of Glory now ! 
 The everlasting Son of God? 
 
 The Immortal hangs his languid brow : 
 The Almighty faints beneath his load! 
 
 8 Beneath my load he faints and dies : 
 I filPd his soul with pangs unknown: 
 
 I caus'd those mortal groans and cries, 
 I kilPd the Father's only Son I 
 
BY CHRIST. 
 
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 HYMN 23. L. M. 
 
 1 £\ THOU dear suffering- Son of God, 
 vF How doth thy heart to smners move! 
 Help me to catch thy precious blood ; 
 Help me to taste thy dying love ! 
 
 2 Give me to feel thy agonies. 
 One drop of thy sad cup afford : 
 
 I fain with thee would sympathize. 
 And share the sufferings of my Lord« 
 
 3 The earth could to her centre quake. 
 Convulsed while her Creator died: 
 
 O let my inmost nature shake. 
 And die with Jesus crucify'd ! 
 
 4 At thy last gasp the graves displayed 
 Their horrors to the upper skies ; 
 
 O that my soul might burst the shade. 
 And, quicken'd by thy death, arise I 
 
 5 The rocks could feel thy powerful death. 
 And tremble, and asunder part : 
 
 O rend with thine expiring breath. 
 The harder marble of my heart ! 
 
 HYMN 24. P. M. 6 lines 8s. 
 1 "WTtrOULD Jesus have the sinner die ? 
 
 T Y Why hangs he then on yonder tree ? 
 What means that strange expiring cry ? 
 (Sinners, he prays for you and me;) 
 
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 THE ATONEMENT 
 
 ''Forgive them, Father, O forgive, 
 They know not that by me they live 
 
 2 Jesus descended from above 
 Our loss of Eden to retrieve ; 
 
 Great God of universal love. 
 
 If all the world throug-h thee may live, 
 In us a quick'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 tliy bleeding feet. 
 
 And bathe and wash them with my tears 
 The story of thy love repeat 
 
 In every di'ooping sinner's ears ; 
 That all may hear the quick'ning sound ; 
 Since I, even I 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. 
 
BY CHRIST. 
 
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 HYMN 25. L. M. 
 
 1 "WMTHEN I survey the wond'rous cross, 
 
 ^ ^ 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 I should boast. 
 Save in the death of Christ, my God; 
 All the vain tilings that charm me most, 
 I 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 Were the wide realms of nature mine^ 
 That were a present far too small ; 
 Love so amazing, so divine. 
 Demands my soul, my life, my alL 
 
 HYMN 26. P.M.8,7,4.— T. 
 
 1 TTARK ! the voice of love and mercy 
 
 Sounds aloud from Calvary; 
 See it rends the rocks asunder — 
 Shakes the earth and veils the sky ! 
 "It is finished 
 Hear the dying Saviour cry. 
 
 2 It is finish'd ! — O what pleasure. 
 
 Do these precious words aford ! 
 
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 THE ATONEMENT 
 
 Heavenly blessing's without measure. 
 Flow to us from Christ, the Lord: 
 It is finish'd! 
 Saints the dying* words record. 
 
 3 Finished — all the types and shadows 
 
 Of the ceremonial law ; 
 Finish'd — all that God has promis'd. 
 
 Death and hell no more shall awe. 
 It is finish'd^ — 
 Saints from hence your comforts draw. 
 
 4 Tune your harps anew, ye seraphs, 
 
 Join to sing the pleasing" theme ; 
 All on earth and all in heav'n 
 
 Join to praise ImmanueFs name : 
 Hallelujah! 
 Glory to the bleeding Lamb ! 
 
 HYMN 27. L. M. 
 
 1 "OpE dies ! the Friend of sinners dies ! 
 -fii Lo ! Salem's daug-hters weep around 
 A solemn darkness veils the skies, 
 
 A sudden trembling* shakes the g-round ; 
 Come saints, and drop a tear or two 
 For him who g-roan'd beneath your load 
 He shed a thousand drops for you, 
 A thousand drops of richer blood. 
 
 2 Here ^s'^love and grief beyond degree> 
 The Lord of glory dies for man ! 
 
BY CHRIST. 
 
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 But lo ! what sudden joys we see : 
 Jesus, the dead, revives again ! 
 The rising God forsakes the tomb ; 
 (In vain the tomb forbids his rise) 
 Cherubic leg-ions guard him home, 
 And shout him "Welcome to the skies 
 
 3 Break off your tears, ye saints and tell 
 How hig-h your great Deliverer reigns : 
 Sing how he spoil'd the host of hell, 
 And led the monster death in chains ! 
 Say, "Live for ever, wond^rous King ! 
 Born to redeem, and strong to save !" 
 Then ask the monster, Where's thy sting ? 
 And, Where's thy victory, boasting grave ? 
 
 HYMN 28. P. M. 
 1 A NGELS, roll the rock away ; 
 
 Death, yield up thy -.mighty prey! 
 See the Saviour quits the tomb. 
 Glowing" with immortal bloom. 
 
 .2 Shout, ye seraphs ; Gabriel, arise ! 
 Fame's eternal trump of praise, 
 Let the earth's remotest bound 
 Echo to the blissful sound. 
 
 3 Now, ye saints, lift up your eyes. 
 See the Conqu'rer mount the skies; 
 Troops of angels on the road. 
 Hail, and sing th' incarnate God, 
 
39, THE ATONEMENT BY CHRIST. 
 
 4 Heaven unfolds her portals wide, 
 Glorious Hero, thro' them ride ; 
 King of glory, mount thy throne, 
 Boundless empire is thine own. 
 
 5 Praise him, ye celestial choirs, 
 Praise, and sweep your golden lyres; 
 Praise him in the noblest songs, 
 From ten thousand, thousand tongues. 
 
 6 Ev'ry note to rapture swell : 
 Sing the pow'rs of death and hell 
 Dragged in chains behind his wlieels, 
 Each the wreck eternal feels. 
 
 7 Let Immanuel be ador'd. 
 Ransom, Mediator, Lord; 
 To creation's utmost bound. 
 Let th' immortal praise resound. 
 
 HYMN 29. C. M. 
 
 1 npHE Lord of life, with glory crown'd, 
 A On heav'n's exalted throne. 
 Forgets not those, for whom on earth 
 
 He heav'd his dying groan. 
 
 2 His greatness now no tongue of man 
 
 Or seraph briglit can tell. 
 Yet still the cliief of all liis joys ; 
 That souls are sav'd from hell. 
 
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 3 For this he taug-ht, and toil'd, and bled ; 
 For this his hfe was g-iv'n ; 
 For this he foug^ht, and vanquished deatli; 
 ; For this he reig-ns in heaven. 
 
 Join, all ye saints beneath the sky. 
 Your g-rateful praise to g-ive ; 
 
 Sing- loud Hosannas to his name, 
 With whom you too shall live. 
 
 ON THE SPREAD OF THE GOS- 
 PEL. 
 
 HYMN 30. S. M. 
 
 HOW beauteous are their feet. 
 Who stand on Zion^s hill ; 
 That bring- salvation on their tong-ues. 
 And words of peace reveal ! 
 
 How charming" is their voice. 
 
 So sweet the tiding-s are ; 
 "Zion, behold thy Saviour King* ; 
 
 He reig-ns and triumphs here '/^ 
 
 How happy are our ears, 
 That hear the joyful sound. 
 
 Which king's and prophest waited for. 
 And sou,^ht, but never found ! 
 
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 ON THE SPREAD 
 
 4 How blessed are our eyes. 
 
 That see this heavenly lig-ht ; 
 Prophets and king's desir\l it long, 
 But died without the sig-ht ! 
 
 5 The watchmen join their voice. 
 
 And tuneful notes employ ; 
 Jerusalem breaks forth in songs. 
 And deserts leai-n the joy. 
 
 6 The Lord makes bare his arm 
 
 Through all the earth abroad : 
 Let every nation now behold 
 Their Saviour and their God. 
 
 HYMN 31. S. M. 
 
 1 XT'K messengers of Christ, 
 
 His sov^reing voice obey; 
 Arise ! and follow where he leads. 
 And peace attend your w^ay. 
 
 2 The master whom you serve 
 
 Will needful strength bestow ; 
 Depending' on his promised aid. 
 With sacred courage go. 
 
 3 Mountains shall sink to plains. 
 
 And hell in vain oppose ; 
 The cause is God's and must prevail 
 In spite of all his foes. 
 
OF THE GOSPEL. 
 
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 4 Go spread a Saviour's farne, 
 
 And tell his matchless g"race. 
 To the most guilty and deprav'd 
 Of Adam's numerous race. 
 
 5 We wish you in his name, 
 
 The most divine success ; 
 I Assured that he who sends you forth, 
 Will your endeavors bless. 
 
 HYMN 32. L. M. 
 I preach my Gospel, saith the Lord, 
 
 Bid the whole world my grace receive; 
 
 He shall be sav'd that trusts my word; 
 . He shall be damn'd that won't believe. 
 .1 I'll make your great commission known. 
 
 And ye shall prove my Gospel true. 
 
 By all the works that I have done, 
 
 By all the wonders ye shall do. 
 ! Teach all the nations my commands ; 
 
 "I'm with you till the world shall end ; 
 
 All power is trusted in my hands, 
 
 I can destroy, and I defend." 
 
 HYMN 33. C. M. 
 
 O, and the Saviour's grace proclaim, 
 Ye raesseng-ers of God ; 
 Go publish thro' Immanuei's name, 
 Salvation boug"ht with blood. 
 
ON THE SPREAD 
 
 2 What tho' your arduous task may lie 
 
 Thro' regions dark as death ; 
 What tho' your faith and zeal to try. 
 Perils beset your path ? 
 
 3 Yet, with determined courage, go. 
 
 And arm'd with pow'r divine. 
 Your God will needful aid bestow. 
 And on your labours shine. 
 
 4 He who has call'd you to the war. 
 
 Will recompense your pains; 
 Before Messiah's conquering car. 
 Mountains shall sink to plains. 
 
 5 Shrink not, tho' earth and hell oppose. 
 
 But plead your master's cause ; 
 Nor doubt that e'en your mighty foes. 
 Shall bow before liis cross. 
 
 HYMN 34. L. M. 
 
 1 I^OMFORT, ye ministers of grace, 
 ^ Comfort the people of your Lord; 
 O lift ye up the fallen race. 
 
 And cheer them by the gospel word. 
 
 2 Go into ev'ry nation, go. 
 
 Speak to their trembling hearts, and cry: 
 Glad tidings unto all we show ; 
 Jerusalem, thy God is nigh. 
 
OF THE GOSPEL. 
 
 3 Hark! in the wilderness a cry, 
 
 A voice that loudly calls, Prepare ; 
 Prepare your hearts for God is nig-h, 
 And means to make his entrance there \ 
 
 4 The Lord your God will 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 aH mankind together viev/, 
 
 And what his mouth in truth hath said, 
 His own almighty hands shall do. 
 
 HYMN 35. L. M, 
 
 1 J'ESUS shall reign where'er the sun 
 ^ Does his successive journeys run; 
 His kingdom spread from shore to shore. 
 Till moons shall wax and wane no more. 
 
 2 From north to south the princes meet 
 To pay their homage at his feet ; 
 "While western empires own tlieir Lord, 
 And savage tribes attend his word. 
 
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 ON THE SPREAD 
 
 3 To lilm shall endless prayer be made, 
 And endless praises crown his head ; 
 His name like sweet perfume shall rise 
 With every morning" sacrifice. 
 
 4 People and realms of every tongue, 
 Dwell on his love with sweetest song*. 
 And infant voices shall proclaim 
 Their early blessings on his name. 
 
 HYMN 36. S. M. 
 
 1 '^tT'E servants of the Lord, 
 J8l Each in his office wait ; 
 
 Observant of his heav'nly word. 
 And watchful at liis g-ate. 
 
 2 Let all your lamps be bright. 
 
 And trim the g-olden flame ; 
 Gird vip your loins as in his sight, 
 For awful is liis name. 
 
 3 Watch, 'tis your Lord's command ; 
 
 And while we speak, he's near ; 
 Mark the first signal of his hand. 
 And ready all appear. 
 
 4 O happy servant they. 
 
 In such a posture found : 
 He shall Ms Lord with rapture see, 
 And b>c with honour crown'd. 
 
OF THE GOSPEL. 
 
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 3 Christ shall the banquet spread^ 
 With his own bounteous hand. 
 And raise that favourite servant's head. 
 Amidst th' ang-eiic band. 
 
 HYMN 37. L. M. 
 
 1 TfflWAS Jesus' last and great command 
 
 -i- "Go preach my word in ev'ry land, 
 "To all be my salvation shown, 
 "To ev'ry creature make it known. 
 
 2 "While thus employ'd, except my grace, 
 "Attending you from place to place ; 
 "Where'er you meet, expect me there, 
 "In church, or house or open air." 
 
 3 Commission'd thus, we come abroad. 
 To preach the gospel of our God ; 
 The love of God, in Christ to tell. 
 The love that saves from sin and hell. 
 
 4 Jesus, our Lord, thy word fulfil. 
 Thy spirit's pow'r be with us still ; 
 May all our souls thy blessings share. 
 Accept our praise and hear our pray'r. 
 
 HYMN 38. CM. 
 
 1 f¥lHUS saith the Lord, "My son shall reign 
 To garth's remotets bound : 
 
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 ON THE SPREAD 
 
 I will his holy throne maintain, 
 And all his foes confound." 
 
 2 Arise, O God, thy strength display, 
 
 Stretch forth thy conquering- sword 
 O'er every land thy sceptre sway, 
 And shed thy grace abroad. 
 
 3 Soon may the Gentile and the Jew 
 
 With one consent submit; 
 And men of every name and hue, 
 Bow at ImmanueFs feet. 
 
 4 Send forth thy Spirit with thy v/ord, 
 
 To every tribe and tong-ue ; 
 Let all the nations praise the Lord, 
 In one delig-htful song*. 
 
 HYMN 39. 6. 4 6s & 2 8s, 
 
 ITJLOW ye the trumpet, blow, 
 
 The g-ladly solemn sound; 
 Let all the nations know, 
 
 To earth^s remotest bound : 
 The year of Jubilee is come ; 
 Return, ye ransom^ sinners, home. 
 
 2 Jesus, our great High Priest, 
 Hath full atonement made : 
 Ye weary spirits, rest. 
 Ye mournful souls, be glad: 
 
OF THE GOSPEL. 
 
 The year of Jubilee is come ; 
 Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home. 
 
 3 Extol the Lamb of 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 ransomed sinners, home. 
 
 6 Ye who have sold for nought 
 
 Your heritage above. 
 Shall have it back unb ought, 
 
 The gift of Jesus' love : 
 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 Saviour's face : 
 The year of Jubilee is come. 
 Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home. 
 
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 HYMN 40. L. M. 
 
 1 TI/FILLIONS there are on heathen ground 
 It-1. Who never heard the gospel's sound. 
 Lord send it forth, and let it run. 
 
 Swift and reviving as the sun. 
 
 2 Guide thou our lips, who stand to tell 
 Sinners the way that leads from hell ; 
 To those who give, do thou impart 
 
 A gen'rous, wise, and tender heart* 
 
 3 Lord, crown their zeal, reward their care 
 That in thy grace they all may share : 
 And those who now in darkness dwell, 
 Beliv'rance sing from guilt and hell. 
 
 AWAKENING AN1> INVITING. ^ 
 
 HYMN 41. L. M. 
 
 1 A WAKE, Jerusalem, awake, 
 
 No longer in thy sin lie down : 
 The garment of salvation take. 
 Thy beauty and thy strength put on. 
 
 2 Shake off the dust that binds thy sight. 
 And hides the promise from thine eyes; 
 Arise, and struggle into light, 
 The great Deliverer calls, Arise 1 
 
AND INVITING. 
 
 3 Shake off the bands of sad despair, 
 Sion, assert thy liberty; 
 Look up, thy broken heart prepare, 
 And God shall set the captive free. 
 
 i Vessels of mercy, sons of g-race. 
 Be purg-'d from every sinful stain. 
 Be like your Lord, his word embrace. 
 Nor bear his hallow'd name in vain. 
 
 5 The Lord shall in your front appear. 
 And lead the pompous triumph on; 
 His g'lory shall bring up the rear. 
 And perfect what his g-race beg-un. 
 
 HYMN 42. P. M. 
 
 1 ^TOP, poor sinner, and look yonder, 
 ^ See your sins like mountains rise, 
 O astonishing" the number, 
 
 Hig-her mounting than the skies : 
 Cry for mercy. 
 Dread the death that never dies. 
 
 2 On the crumbling banks of ruin, 
 
 How can you securely dwell ? 
 Sinners, vengeance is pursuing. 
 
 And will sweep you down to Hell, 
 Then to Heaven, 
 Finally you'll bid farewell. 
 
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 AWAKENlXG 
 
 3 Doom'd where sorrows after sorrows^ 
 
 Follow on without control, 
 Floods of veng-eance big- with horror;, 
 
 Without intermission roll ; 
 Vvrath vindictive 
 Overwhelms the guilty soul. 
 
 4 Wrapt in sheets of black damnation, 
 
 There the curling- flames surround^ 
 Tormeiits endless, no cessation, 
 
 Mercy there cannot be found; 
 Dismal yelling-s. 
 In those lower realms abound. 
 
 5 See your sun how swift he hasteth 
 
 Through the circuit of the skies ; 
 How your g-olden moments wasteth^ 
 
 Sinners pray at length be wise; 
 O he's sitting, 
 And may sit no more to rise* 
 
 6 Sec how fast your time is flying-j 
 
 Will ye sinners yet delay ? 
 One is g-one, another's dying-, 
 
 O ! to God, for mercy pray : 
 Time is precious : 
 God may next call you away. 
 
 7 Now's the time for preparation, 
 
 While the vital air you breather 
 
AND INVIITING. 
 
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 God is offering you salvation, 
 Calls you yet to turn and live ; 
 Boundless mercy ; 
 AH who come he will receive. 
 
 8 See the precious blood of Jesus, 
 Streaming" from the cursed tree, 
 Will not this suffice to grieve us> 
 Jesus spilt his blood for me, 
 Come then sinners, 
 And his great salvation see. 
 
 HYMN 43. C. M. 
 
 1 ^INNER, how oft hath God reproved 
 ^ And filPd thee with distress ? 
 Yet still thou perseverest in 
 
 The paths of wickedness. 
 
 2 Sudden destruction soon will comCj 
 
 On those who thus rebel ; 
 Eternal vengeance will consign 
 Their guilty souls to hell. 
 
 S O tremble at the awful thought, 
 And yield to sovereign grace, 
 Lest God should say, 'I'll strive no ]i\|^e^; 
 And frown thee from his face. 
 
 HYMN 44. P. M. 7, 6, 7, 6, 7, 7, 7, 6. 
 
 1 ^TOP, poor sinner, stop andCthink, 
 >^ Before you farther go ; 
 
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 AWAKENING 
 
 Can you sport upon the brink 
 
 Of everlasting- woe ! 
 Hell beneath, is gaping wide. 
 
 Vengeance waits the di'ead command. 
 Soon will stop your sport aiKL pride, 
 And sink you with the damned. 
 CHORUS. 
 Then 5' enireaied now to stop. 
 
 For unless you warning take. 
 Ere you are aware you^ll drop 
 Into the burning lake. 
 
 2 Say, have you an arm like God, 
 
 That you his will oppose ? 
 Fear you not that ii'on rod. 
 
 With which he breaks iiis foes ? 
 Can you stand in that great day. 
 
 When his judgment he'll proclaim. 
 When the earth will melt away. 
 
 Like wax before the flame ? 
 Oh/ b' entreated, &c. 
 
 3 Ghastly death will quickly come. 
 
 And drag you to his bar ; 
 I 'jpien to hear your awful doom 
 Will fill you with despau*. 
 AH your sins will round you crowd ; 
 
 Sins of a blood crimson die ; 
 Each for vengeance cry aloud. 
 And what -will you reply ? 
 Come, b' entreated, &c. 
 
AND INVITING. 
 
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 4 Tho' your hearts be made of steel. 
 
 Your foreheads hned with brass,. 
 God at leng'th will make you feel, 
 
 He will not let you pass. 
 Simiers then in vain will call, 
 
 (Tho' they now despise his grace,) 
 Rocks and mountains on us fall. 
 
 And hide us from his face. 
 
 Once again I pray you stop^ &c. 
 
 5 But as yet there is a hope, 
 
 You may his mercy know ; 
 Tho' his arm be lifted up. 
 
 He still forbears the blow. 
 'Twas for sinners Jesus died — 
 
 Sinners he invites to come ; 
 None that comes shall be denied, 
 
 He says there still is room. 
 For Jesus* sake^ I pray you stop, &c. 
 
 HYMN 45. C. M. 
 
 1 unconverted, careless souls, 
 •5- Wake up and turn to God ; 
 Or else you surely will be damn'd. 
 
 According to liis word. * 
 
 2 For in the Bible it is said. 
 
 By him that cannot lie, 
 "Repent, believe, be born again"— 
 "The soul that sins shall die." 
 
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 3 Now sinners lay this well to heart* 
 
 And turn without delay ; 
 O hasten to the Saviour's arms, 
 Whilst it is calPd to-day. 
 
 4 It is your wisdom so to do, 
 
 'Twill be your interest too; 
 Then be entreated now to come 
 To Christy who died for you. 
 
 HYMN 46. S. M. 
 
 1 ^TNNEIlS, the call obey, 
 '►^ The latest call of grace ; 
 The day is come, the veng-eful day 
 Of a devoted race. 
 
 ^ Devils and men combine 
 
 To plag-ue the faithless seed, 
 And phials full of wrath divine, 
 Are bursting" on your head. 
 
 5 Enter into the Rock, 
 
 Ye trembling slaves of sin, 
 The Rock of your salvation, struck. 
 And cleft to take you in. 
 
 4 To shelter the distress'd, 
 He did the cross endure ; 
 -Enter the clefts and rest 
 In Jesus' wounds secure. 
 
AND INVITING. 
 
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 5 Jesus, to thee we fly 
 
 From the devouring sword ; 
 Our city of defence is nig-h ; 
 Our help is in the Lord, 
 
 6 Or if the scourge o'erflow, 
 
 And laugh at innocence, 
 Thine everlasting arms we know, 
 Shall be our souls^ defence. 
 
 HYMN 47. L. M. 
 
 1 "OEHOLD the Saviour at thy door, 
 
 He gently knocks, has knocked before; 
 , Has waited long, is waiting still, 
 You treat no other friend so ill. 
 
 2 O lovely attitude! he stands, 
 
 With melting heart and outstretch'd hands! 
 
 0 matchless kindness ! and he shows 
 This matchless kindness to his foes. 
 
 3 Admit him — for the human breast 
 Ne'er entertained so kind a guest ; 
 Admit him — or the hour's at hand, 
 When at his bar, deni'd you'll stand, 
 
 :\% Open my heart, Lord, enter in. 
 Slay ev'ry foe, and conquer sin ; 
 
 1 now to thee my all resign, 
 My body, soul, shall all be thine. 
 
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 HYMN 48. L. M. 
 
 1 ^INNERS, O why so thoughtless grown? 
 ^ Why in such dreadful haste to die 1 
 Daring to leap to worlds unknown. 
 Heedless against thy God to fly 1 
 
 2 Wilt thou despise eternal fate, 
 Urg'd on by sin's fantastic dreams, 
 Madly attempt th' infernal gate, 
 And force thy passage to the flames. 
 
 3 Stay, sinner, on the gospel plains, 
 Behold the God of love unfold 
 The glories of his dying pains. 
 Forever telling, yet untold. 
 
 HYMN 49. 8 lines 7s. 
 
 1 OINNERS, 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, 
 Win ye cross his love and die ? 
 
 2 Sinners, turn, why will ye die ? 
 God, your Saviour, asks you why? 
 God, who did your soids retrieve, 
 Died himself that ye might live. 
 
AND INVITING. 
 
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 Will you let him die in vain ? 
 Crucify your Lord ag-ain ? 
 Why, ye ransomM sinners, why 
 Will ye slight his grace, and die ? 
 
 S 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 : 
 
 Will ye not his grace receive ? 
 
 Will ye still refuse to live ? 
 
 Why, you long-sought sinners, why 
 
 Will you grieve your God, and die ? 
 
 4 Dead already, dead wdthin. 
 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 e\ er die ? 
 
 Hlrivm 50. c. M. 
 
 1 "OEPENT, the voice celestial cries, 
 -■-^ Nor longer dare delay : 
 The wretch that scorns the mandate dies, 
 And meets a fiery day. 
 
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 AWAKENING 
 
 2 No more the sov'reig-n eye of God i 
 
 Overlooks the crimes of men ; 
 His heralds are despatch'd abroad i 
 To warn the world of sin. 
 
 3 Tog-ether in his presence how, 
 
 And all your guilt confess ; , 
 Accept the ofFer'd Saviour now, i 
 Nor trifle with his g-race. 
 
 4 Bow, ere the awful trumpet sound. 
 
 And calls you to his bar ; 
 For mercy knows th^ appointed bound, ' 3 
 And turns to veng-eance there. 
 
 HYMN 51. C. M. 
 
 1 I^OME sinners, you whose hardened 4 
 ^ No fears of hell can move, [hearts. 
 
 Come hear the g-ospePs mildest voice, 
 That tells you, "God is love.^' 
 
 2 Thousands, once vile and base as you, 5 
 
 Surround the throne above ; 
 The grace that chang'd has tun'd their 
 To sing- that "God is love.'^ [hearts 
 
 3 O may we all, while here below, 6 
 
 This best of blessings prove; 
 Till warmer hearts, in brighter w^orlds. 
 Proclaim that "God is love," 
 
AND INVITING. 
 
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 HYMN 52. C. M. 
 
 I ^INNERS, the voice of God regard; 
 'Tis mercy speaks to-day; 
 He calls you by his sacred word 
 From sin's destructive way. 
 
 ^ Like the rough sea that cannot rest. 
 You live, devoid of peace ; 
 A thousand stings \Vithin your breast 
 Deprive your souls of ease. 
 
 > Your way is dark, and leads to death : 
 Why will you persevere ? 
 Can you in endless torments breathe. 
 Shut up in black despair ? 
 
 L Why will you in the naked ways 
 V Of sin and folly go ? 
 
 In pain you travel all your days. 
 To reap eternal wo. 
 
 ) But he that turns to God shall live. 
 Through his abounding grace : 
 His mercy will the guilt forgive, 
 ts, Of those that seek his face. 
 
 t ) Bow to the sceptre of his word, 
 
 Renouncing every sin. 
 , Submit to him your sovereign Lord, 
 
 And learn his will divine, 
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 HYMN 53. L. M. 
 
 1 l^NOW, sinner, ev'ry one is free 
 
 To choose his course and what he'I 
 For tliis eternal truth is giv'n, [be 
 That God will /orce no man to heaven, 
 
 2 He^U draw, persuade, direct aright. 
 Bless us with wisdom, love and light; 
 In nameless ways be good and kind. 
 But never force the human mind, 
 
 3 Freedom and reason make us men. 
 Take these away, what are we then ? 
 Mere animals, and just as well. 
 
 E'en brutes might think of heaven or hell 
 
 4 O then no more your pow'rs abuse. 
 But ways of truth and goodness choose • 
 Om- God is pleased when we improve 
 His grace, and seek the worlds above. 
 
 5 But if you take the downward road, 
 And make in hell your last abode ; 
 Our God is clear, and you shall know, 
 You plung'd yourselves in endless woe. 
 
 HYMN 54. L. M. 
 1 ^OME, sinners, to the Gospel feast, 
 ^ Let every soul be Jesus' guest: 
 Ye need not one be left behind, 
 For God hath bidden all mankind. 
 
AND INVITING. 
 
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 2 Sent by my Lord, on you I call; 
 The invitation is to all : 
 Come, all the world! come, sinner, thou! 
 All thing's in Christ are ready now. 
 
 ] Come, all ye souls by sin oppress'd. 
 Ye restless wand'rers after rest; 
 Ye poor, and maim'd, and halt, and blind, 
 In Christ a hearty welcome find. 
 
 !< My message as from God receive ; 
 Ye all may come to Christ and live : 
 O let his love your hearts constrain, 
 Nor suffer liim to die in vain ! 
 
 f His love is mighty to compel ; 
 His conqu'ring love consent to feel: 
 Yield to his love's resistless power. 
 And fight against your God no more. 
 
 ) See him set forth before your eyes. 
 That precious, bleeding sacrifice ! 
 His offer 'd benefits embrace, 
 And freely now be saved by grace ! 
 
 ^ This is the time, no more delay ! 
 This is the acceptable day ; 
 Come in this moment at his call, 
 And live for him who died for all. 
 
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 HYMN 55. C. M. 
 
 1 nnHE Saviour calls — let ev^ry ear 
 
 Attend the heavenly sound ; 
 Ye doubting" souls dismiss your fear, 
 Hope smiles reviving* round. 
 
 2 For ev'ry thirsty long-ing" heaii:. 
 
 Here streams of bounty flow; 
 And life, and health, and bliss impart. 
 To banish mortal woe. 
 
 3 Here springs of sacred pleasure rise 
 
 To ease your ev'ry pain : 
 (Immortal fountain ! full supplies !) 
 Nor shall you thirst in vain. 
 
 4 Y'e sinners come, 'tis mercy's voice. 
 
 The gracious call obey: 
 Mercy invites to heav'nly joys — 
 And can you yet delay ? 
 
 5 Dear Saviour, draw reluctant hearts, 
 
 To thee let sinners fly. 
 And take the bliss thy love imparts, 
 And drink and never die. 
 
 HYMN 56. L. M. 
 
 1 nnO-DAY, if you will hear his voice, 
 JL Now is the time to make your choic< 
 
AND INVITING. 
 
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 Say, will you to Mount Zion go? 
 Say, will you have this Christ, or no ? 
 
 Ye wand-'ring" souls, who find no rest, 
 Say, will you be forever blest- 
 Will you be saved from sin and hell- 
 Will you with. Christ in glory dwell ? 
 
 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. 
 
 Once more we ask you in liis name — 
 For yet his love remains the same — 
 Say, will you to Mount Zion go? 
 Say, will you have this Christ, or no ? 
 
 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. 
 
 HYMN 57. C. M. 
 
 COME, let us who in Christ believe) 
 Our common Saviour praise : 
 To him, with joyful voices, give 
 The glory of his grace. 
 
 He now stands knocking at the door 
 Of every sinner's heart: 
 
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 AWAKENING 
 
 The worst need keep him out no moi'e, 
 Or force him to depart. 
 
 3 Throiig'h g-race we hearken to thy voice. 
 
 Yield to be sav'd from sin : 
 In sure and certain hope rejoice, 
 That thou wilt enter in. 
 
 4 Come quickly in, thou heavenly guest. 
 
 Nor ever hence remove ; 
 But sup with us, and let the feast 
 Be everlasting love. 
 
 HY>IX 58. C. M. 
 
 1 TTAES" man, thy fond pursuits forbear- 
 
 ^ Repent — thy end is nig*h! 
 Deatli, at the fai'thest, can't be far, 
 Oh, think — before thou die 1 
 
 2 Reflect — thou hast a soul to save, 
 
 Thy sins — how hig-h they mount ! 
 What are thy hopes beyond the g-rave — 
 How stands that dread account ? 
 
 3 Death enters — and there's no defence, 
 
 His time, there's none can tell : 
 He'll m a moment call thee hence. 
 To Heav'n — or down to Hell ! 
 
 4 Thy flesh, perhaps thy greatest care. 
 
 Shall crawling worms consume ; 
 
AND INVITING. 
 
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 But ah ! destruction stops not there- 
 Sin kills beyond the tomb. 
 
 To-day the Gospel calls, to-day, 
 
 Sinner, it speaks to you : 
 Let ev'ry one forsake his way. 
 
 And mercy will ensue. 
 
 HYMN 59. S. M. 
 
 MOW is the accepted time, 
 Now is the day of grace. 
 Now, sinners, come without delay. 
 And seek the Saviour's face. 
 
 Now is the accepted time. 
 
 The Saviour calls to-day; 
 To-morrow it may be too late. 
 
 Then why should you delay ? 
 
 Now is the accepted time. 
 The Gospel bids you come ; 
 
 And ev'ry promise in his word 
 Declares there yet is room. 
 
 Lord, draw reluctant souls, 
 And feast them with thy love ; 
 
 Then will the angels clap their wings. 
 And bear the news above. 
 
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 AWAKENING 
 
 HYMN 60. M. 7s. 
 
 1 /^OME, and taste along* with me, 
 
 Consolation running* free, 
 From my Father's wealthy throne. 
 Sweeter than the honey-comb. 
 
 2 Why should Christians feast alone ? 
 All are better far than some; 
 
 Th' more come in with free g-ood will. 
 Makes the banquet sweeter still, 
 
 3 
 
 Now I g-o to heaven's door. 
 Asking- for a little more ; 
 Jesus gives a double share, 
 Calling me his chosen heir. 
 
 4 Heaven's here, and heaven's there. 
 Goodness flowing* ev'ry where. 
 This I boldly can attest. 
 That my soul has g*ot a taste. 
 
 HYIMN 61. P. M. 
 
 1 I^OME, ye sinners, poor and needy, 
 ^ 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. 
 
AND INVITING. 
 
 2 Now, ye needy, come and welcome, 
 
 God's free bounty g-lorify; 
 True belief and true repentance, 
 
 Every grace that bring's you nig^h. 
 Without money 
 Come to Jesus Christ and buy. 
 
 3 Let not conscience make you ling-er ; 
 
 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 g-limm'ring" beam. 
 
 4 Come, ye weary, heavy-laden, 
 
 Bruis'd and mang-led by the fail. 
 If you tarry till you're better, 
 
 You will never come at all ; 
 Not the righteous. 
 Sinners Jesus came to call. 
 
 5 Ag'onizing' in the garden, 
 
 Lo ! your Maker prostrate lies ! 
 On the bloody tree behold him ! 
 
 Hear him cry before he dies, 
 "It is finish'd !" 
 Sinners, will not this suffice ? 
 
 6 Lo ! the' incarnate God ascending*. 
 
 Pleads the merit of his blood ; 
 Venture on him, venture freely ; 
 
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 AWAKENING 
 
 Let no other trust intrude : 
 None but Jesus 
 Can do helpless shiners good. 
 7 Saints and ang-els joined in concert. 
 Sing* the praises of the Lamb, 
 While the bhssful seats of heaven 
 Sweetly echo with his name: 
 Hallelujah! 
 Sinners here may do the same. 
 
 HYMN 62. C. M. 
 
 1 /\H, what amazing" words of grace. 
 
 Are in the gospel found ! 
 Suited to ev'ry sinner's case, 
 Who knows the joyful sound. 
 
 2 Poor sinful, thirsty, fainting souls 
 
 Are freely welcome here ; 
 Salvation, like a river, rolls. 
 Abundant, free and clear. 
 
 3 Come then, with all your wants & wounds. 
 
 Your ev'ry 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. 
 
AND INVITING. 
 
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 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. 
 
 HYMN 63. P. M. 5, 6, 5, 6. 
 
 1 "¥l[riLL you come to tli' cross, 
 ^ ▼ I have died on for you, 
 
 To save you from death, 
 That was justly yovir due ? 
 
 Ch(yr. Ah! will you, willyou, will you, will you 
 Come to the cross ? 
 Ah! will you. Sec. Come to the cross? 
 
 2 There while at my feet, 
 
 In contrition you lie, 
 I'll hush with my love, 
 Ev'ry penitent sigh. 
 
 Chor, Ah! will you, will you, will you, will you 
 Kneel at my feet ? 
 Ah! will you, &c. Kneel at my feet ? 
 
 3 'Tis th' Saviour that calls, 
 
 'Tis your God that implores. 
 Ye sinners to turn, 
 
 And be sinners no more. 
 
 Chor, Ah! will you, will you, will you, will you 
 Turn and be free ? 
 Ah ! will you, 85.C. Turn and be free ? 
 
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 AWAKEXIXG 
 
 4 Be free from the world. 
 
 Its temptations and cares. 
 And take up the cross — 
 It is easy to bear. 
 
 Chor. Ah! will you, will you, will you, will you 
 Take up the cross ? 
 Ahl will you, &c. Take up the cross? 
 
 5 Will you walk in m' ways ? 
 
 Will you do what I say. 
 And evince to th' world, 
 
 That you're children of day ? 
 Chor, Ah! will you, will you, wiU you, will you 
 Do what I say ? 
 Ah! will you, &c. Do what T say ? 
 
 6 Then when you are done 
 
 With the sorrows of time. 
 You shall reig-n with your 
 Saviour in happi'r climes. 
 Chor. All! will you, will you, will you, will you 
 Reign with me there ? 
 Ah! w ill you, & c . Reig-n with me there ? 
 
 HYMN 64. L. M. 
 
 1 /^NE thing- is needful, one alone ; 
 If tliis be our's all is our own : 
 'Tis needful now, 'twill needful be 
 In death, and thro' eternity. 
 
AND INVITING. 
 
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 2 Without it we are all undone, 
 
 Tho' we may call the world our own ; 
 Not all the joys of time and sense 
 Can countervail the loss immense. 
 
 3 Great God! that powerful g-race of thine. 
 Which rous'd a soul so dead as mine. 
 Can rouse these thoug"htless sinners too. 
 The one thing needful to pursue. 
 
 HYMN 65. C. M. 
 
 1 T ET ev'ry mortal ear attend, 
 
 And ev'ry heart rejoice ! 
 , The trumpet of the g-ospel sounds. 
 With an inviting- voice. 
 
 2 Ho ! all ye hung-ry, starving" souls, 
 
 Who feed upon the wind, 
 And vainly strive with earthly toys. 
 To fill an empty mind. 
 
 3 Eternal wisdom has prepar'd, 
 
 A soul reviving" feast, 
 And bids your longing* appetites 
 The rich provision taste. 
 
 4 Ho ! ye who 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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 AWAKENING 
 
 5 The happy g-ates of gospel grace, 
 Stand open all the day ; 
 Lord, we are come to seek supplies. 
 And drive our wants away. 
 
 HYMN 66. C. M. 
 
 1 ^/"E burden\l souls, to Jesus come, 
 
 You need not be afraid ! 
 He loves to hear poor sinners cry. 
 He loves to hear them plead. 
 
 2 Ye humble souls to Jesus come, 
 
 ^Tis he who made you see. 
 Your wretched, ruin'd helpless state, 
 Your g-uilt and misery. 
 
 3 Christ is a friend to mourning* souls — 
 
 Then why should you despair. 
 Since Saul and Mary Magdalene 
 Found grace and mercy here ? 
 
 HYMN 67. P. M. 7s. 
 
 1 ^OME, ye weary souls opprest, 
 ^ Find in Christ the promis'd rest : 
 On him all your burdens roll. 
 
 He can wound, and he make whole. 
 
 2 Ye that dread the wrath of God, 
 Come and wash in Jesus' blood; 
 To the son of David cry, 
 
 In his word he's passing by. 
 
AND INVITING* 
 
 67 
 
 3 Naked, guilty, poor and blind, 
 All your wants in' Jesus find; 
 This the day of mercy is. 
 Now accept the proffer'd bliss. 
 
 i Debtors, who have nought to pay. 
 Come to Jesus, haste away; 
 All your sins on him were laid, 
 All your debts the Surety paid. 
 
 5 "It is finished," lo ! he cries, 
 Ere on yonder cross he dies ; 
 O believe the record true, 
 Jesus died for such as you. 
 
 HYMN 68. C. M. 
 
 1 rjlHO' parents may in cov'nant be. 
 
 And have their heav'n in view ; 
 They are unhappy till they see 
 Their children happy too. 
 
 2 Their hearts with inward anguish bleed. 
 
 When all attempts prove vain. 
 And they pursue those paths that lead 
 To everlasting pain. 
 
 3 They warn, indulge, correct, beseech. 
 
 While tears in torrents flow ; 
 x\nd 'tis beyond the pow'r of speech 
 To tell the griefs they know. 
 
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 PENITENTIAL. 
 
 4 Till they can see victorious grace 
 
 Their children's souls possess ; 
 The sparkling" wit, the smiling* face. 
 But adds to their distress. 
 
 5 See the fond father clasp his child; 
 
 Hark ! how his bowels move — 
 Shalt thou my offspring", be exil'd 
 From God, my father's love ? 
 
 6 Shall cruel spirits drag* thee down 
 
 To darkness and despair, 
 ' Beneath th' Almighty's angry frown, 
 To dwell forever there ! 
 
 7 Kind heav'n, the dreadful scene forbid ! 
 
 Look down, dear Lord, and bless ; 
 I'll wrestle hard as Abra'm did, 
 May I obtain success ! 
 
 PENITENTIAL. 
 
 HYMN 69. S. M. 
 
 1 f\ THAT I could repent, 
 With all my idols part; 
 And to thy gracious eye present 
 An humble, contrite heart I 
 
PENITENTIAL, 
 
 69 
 
 A heai't with grief opprest, 
 For having" g-riev'cl my God ; 
 
 A troubled heart that cannot rest 
 Till sprinkled with thy bipod. 
 
 Jesus, on me bestow 
 
 The penitent desire ; 
 With true sincerity of woe, 
 
 My aching- breast inspire, 
 
 With soft^mng" pity look. 
 
 And melt my hardness down ; 
 
 Strike with thy love's resistless strokCa 
 And break this heart of stone { 
 
 HYMN 70, C. M, 
 
 MY God, my God, to thee T cry j 
 Thee only would I know ; 
 Thy purifying- blood apply. 
 And wash me white as snow, 
 
 I Touch me, and make the leper clean^ 
 Purg-e my iniquity : 
 Unless thou wash my soul from sin, 
 I have no part in thee, 
 
 i But art thou not already mine ? 
 Answer, if iiiine thou art ! 
 Whisper within, thou love divine, 
 And cheer my broken heart. 
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 riENITENTIAL. 
 
 4 Behold, for me the victim bleeds, i 
 
 His wounds are open wide ; 
 For me the blood of sprinkling- pleads, 
 And speaks me justified. 
 
 HYMN 71. L. M. 
 
 1 ! give me. Lord, my sins to moiirnj 
 
 My sins which have thy body torn; 
 Give me with broken heart to see, 
 Thy last tremendous ag*ony. 
 
 5 O could I gain the mountain's hig-ht. 
 And gaze upon that wondrous sight, 
 O that with Salem's daughters, I 
 Could stand and see my Saviour die ! \ 
 
 3 I'd hang around his feet and cry, 
 Lord, save a soul condemn'd to die, 
 And let a wretti^h come near tliy throne, 
 To plead the merits of thy Son. 
 
 4 Father of mercy ! drop thy frown, 
 And give me shelter in thy Son ; 
 And with my broken heart comply : 
 O give me Jesus, or I die 1 
 
 5 O Lord, deny me what thou wilt, j 
 ^If thou would'st ease me of my guilt; 
 Bte»od Lord, in mercy hear me cry, 
 ^mnd give me JesuSj or I die. 
 
PENITENTIAL* 
 
 71 
 
 5 O save my soul from g'aping* hell, 
 Or else with devils I must dwell ; 
 O mig-ht I enter, now Fm come. 
 Lord Jesus, save me, or I'm gone. 
 
 HYMN 72. L. M. 
 
 L f \ THAT my load of sin were gone ! 
 O that I could at last submit, 
 At Jesus' feet to lay it down ! 
 To lay my soul at Jesus' feet ! 
 
 I Rest for my soul I long* to find : 
 Saviour of all, if mine thou art, 
 
 r Give me thy meek and lowly mind, 
 And stamp thine image on my heart. 
 
 ) Break off the yoke of inbred sin, 
 And fully set my spirit free ; 
 ' I cannot rest till pure within, 
 Till I am wholly lost in thee. 
 
 i Fain would I learn of thee, my God, 
 Thy light and easy burden prove ; 
 The cross all stain'd with hallow'd blood, 
 The labour of thy dying love. 
 
 ) I would, but thou must give the power ; 
 My heart from every sin release ; 
 Bring near, bring near the joyful hour, 
 And fill me with thy perfect peace. 
 
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 PENITENTIAL. 
 
 6 Come, Lord, the drooping* sinner cheer. 
 Nor let thy chariot wheels delay : 
 Appear, in my poor heart appear I 
 My God, my Saviour, come away 1 
 
 HYMN 73. Cm. 
 
 1 £\ THAT I could my Lord receive. 
 
 Who did the world redeem ; 
 Who g-ave his life that I mig-ht live, 
 A life conceaPd in him ! 
 
 2 O that I could the blessing* prove. 
 
 My heart's extreme desire : 
 Live happy in my Saviour's love. 
 And in liis arms expire ! 
 
 3 Mercy I ask to seal my peace, 
 
 That kept by mercy's pow'r, 
 I may from every evil cease. 
 And never grieve thee more. 
 
 4 Now, if thy gracious will it be. 
 
 E'en now my sins remove, 
 And set my soul at liberty 
 By thy victorious love. 
 
 5 In answer to ten thousand prayers. 
 
 Thou pard'ning" God descend; 
 Number me with salvation's heirs. 
 My sins and troubles end. 
 
PENITENTIAL. 
 
 ) Notliing" I ask or want beside, 
 Of all in earth or heaven : 
 But let me feel thy blood applied, 
 ! And live and die forgiven. 
 
 HYMN 74. S. M. 
 
 OTHAT I could revere 
 My much-offended God ! 
 O that I could but stand in fear 
 Of thy afflicting rod ! 
 
 I If mercy cannot draw, 
 
 Thou by thy threatening move ; 
 And keep an abject soul in awe, 
 ' That will not yield to love. 
 
 3 Show me the naked sword 
 Impending o'er my head : 
 O let me tremble at thy word. 
 And to my ways take heed! 
 
 4f With sacred horror fly 
 
 From every sinful snare : 
 Nor ever in my Judge's eye 
 My Judge's anger dare, 
 
 5 Thou great tremendous God, 
 The conscious awe impart; 
 The grace be now on me bestow'd 
 The tender fleshly heart : 
 
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 PENITENTIAL. 
 
 6 Fol' Jesus' sake alone, 
 
 The stony heart remove ; 
 And melt at last, O melt me down,, 
 Into the mould of love. 
 
 HYMN 75. C. M. 
 
 1 £\ FOR that tenderness of heart. 
 
 Which bows before the Lord; 
 Acknowledg'ing' how just thou art. 
 And trembling" at thy word ! 
 
 2 O for those humble, contrite tears, 
 
 Which from repentance flow : 
 That consciousness of guilt, which fears 
 The long"- suspended blow ! 
 
 3 Saviour, to me, in pity give 
 
 The sensible distress ; 
 The pledge thou wilt, at last, receive. 
 And bid me die in peace : 
 
 4 Wilt from the dreadful day remove. 
 
 Before the evil come; 
 My spirit hide with saints above : 
 My body in the tomb. 
 
 HYMN 76. S. M. 
 
 1 A ND wilt thou yet be found. 
 And may I still draw near ! 
 Then listen to the plaintive sound 
 Of a poor sinner's prayer. 
 
PENITENTIAL. 
 
 75 
 
 Jesus, thine aid afford, 
 
 If still the same thou art ; 
 To thee I look, to thee, my Lord ! 
 
 Lift up a helpless heart. 
 
 Thou seest my troubled breast. 
 The strug-gling-s of my will, 
 
 The foes that interrupt my rest, * 
 The ag-onies I feel, 
 
 ' The daily death I prove, 
 Saviour, to thee is known : 
 'Tis worse than death my God to love^ 
 And not my God alone. 
 
 0 my offended Lord, 
 Restore my inward peace ; 
 
 1 know thou canst pronounce the word^ 
 And bid the tempest cease! 
 
 I long to see thy face. 
 
 Thy Spirit I implore. 
 The living- water of thy grace. 
 
 That I m.ay thirst no more. 
 
 HYMN 77. L. 
 
 1 TESUS, the sinner's friend, to thee, 
 ^ Lost and undone, for aid I flee ; 
 Weary of earth, myself, and sin ; 
 Open thine arms, and take me in, 
 
76 PiixttENTlAL* 
 
 2 Pity and heal my sin^sick soul ; ■ 
 'Tis thou alone canst make me whole j 
 Fallen, till in me thine imag-e shine, 
 And lost I am till thou art mine. 
 
 3 Awake, the \y Oman's conquering" Seed^ 
 Awake, and bruise the serpent's head! 
 Tread down thy foes^ with pow'r contro' 
 The beast and devil in my soul. 
 
 4 The mansion foi' thyself prepare^ 
 Dispose my heart by entering* there ! 
 'Tis this alone can make me clean; 
 'Tis this alone can cast out sin» 
 
 5 At last I own it cannot be 
 That I should fit myself for thee i 
 Here, the nj to thee I all resig-n; 
 Thine is the work, and only tliinc; 
 
 6 What shall I say thy grace to move ? 
 Lord, I am sin, — but thoU art love : 
 
 I g-ive up every plea besidcj 
 
 ^^Lord, I am lost — but thou hast diedv'' 
 
 HYMN tS. S. M. 
 
 Fi?'st Part. 
 
 1 X;|THEN shall thy love constrain^ 
 ^ ^ And force me to thy breast ? 
 When shall my soul return again 
 To her eternal rest ? 
 
PENITENTIAL. 
 
 77 
 
 2 Ah ! v/hat avails my strife, 
 
 My wandering" to and fro ? 
 Thou hast the words of endless life : 
 Ah ! whither should I g*o ? 
 
 3 Thy condescending- g-race 
 
 To me did freely move ; 
 It calls me still to seek thy face^ 
 And stoops to ask my love. 
 
 Lordj at thy feet I fall, 
 
 I g-roan to be set free ; 
 I fain would now obey the callj 
 
 And give up all for thee. 
 
 5 To rescue me from woe^ 
 
 Thou didst \\^ith all things part \ 
 Didst lead a suffering* life beloWj 
 To gain my worthless heart. 
 
 6 My worthless heart to gain. 
 
 The God of all that breathe^ 
 Was found in fashion as a man^ 
 And died a cursed death, 
 
 HYMN 79. S, M. 
 
 Second Part, 
 
 1 4 ND can 1 yet delay, 
 
 My little all to give ? 
 I'o tear my soul from earth away. 
 For JesMs to receive ? 
 
78 
 
 PENITENTIAL. 
 
 2 Nay, but I yield, I yield ! 
 
 I can hold out no more : 
 I sink by dying* love compeird. 
 And own Thee conqueror ! 
 
 3 Thoug'h late I all forsake, 
 
 My friends, my all resig-n ; 
 Gracious Redeemer, take, O take. 
 And seal me ever thine ! 
 
 4 Come, and possess me whole, 
 
 Nor hence again remove : 
 Settle and fix my wav'ring" soul 
 With all thy weight of love, 
 
 5 My one desire be this, 
 
 Thy only love to know ; 
 To seek and taste no other bliss, 
 No other g-ood below. 
 
 6 My life, my portion thou. 
 
 Thou all-sufficient art ; 
 My hope, my heavenly treasure, now 
 Enter and keep my heart. 
 
 HYMN 80. 6 lines Ss. 
 
 First Part, 
 
 I I^OME, O thou Traveller unknown, 
 ^ Whom still I hold, but cannot see 
 My company before is g'one. 
 And I am left alone with tl\ee:. 
 
PENITENTIAL. 
 
 79 
 
 With thee all night I mean to stay, 
 And wrestle till the break of day. 
 
 2 I need not tell thee who I am ; 
 My misery and sin declare ; 
 
 Thyself hast call'd me by my name, 
 
 Look on thy hands, and read it there : 
 But who, I ask thee, who art thou ? 
 Tell me thy name, and tell me now. 
 
 3 In vain thou strugg-lest to get free, 
 I never will unloose my hold ; 
 
 Art thou the man that died for me ? 
 
 The secret of thy love unfold; 
 Wrestling, I will not let thee go. 
 Till I thy name, thy nature know. 
 
 4 Wilt thou not yet to me reveal 
 Thy new, unutterable name ? 
 
 Tell me, I still beseech thee, tell ; 
 
 To know it now resolv'd I am : 
 Wrestling, I will not let thee go, 
 Till I thy name, thy nature know\ 
 
 5 What though my shiinking flesh com- 
 And murmur to contend so long • [plaiii, 
 
 I rise superior to my pain: 
 
 When -I am weak, then I am strong ! 
 And when my all of strength shall fail, 
 I shall with the God-Man prevail, 
 
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 PENITENTIAL. 
 
 HYMN 81» 6 lines 8s, 
 Second Part, 
 
 1 "^TIELD to me now, for I am weak, 
 
 But confident in self-despair; 
 Speak to my heartj in blessing-s speak; 
 
 Be conquer'd by my instant prayer : 
 Speak, or thou never hence shalt move, 
 
 And tell me if thy name be Love. 
 
 2 ^Tis love ! 'tis love ! thou diedst for me 
 I hear thy whisper in m.y heart; 
 
 The morning breaks, the shadows flee, 
 
 Pure, universal love thou art : 
 To me, to all, thy bowels move, 
 Thy nature and thy name is Love. 
 
 o My prayer hath power with God; thegrac 
 Unspeakable I now receive; 
 Through faith I see thee face to face; 
 
 I see thee face to face, and live ! 
 In vain I have not wept and strove ; 
 Thy nature and thy name is Love. 
 
 4 I know thee, Saviour, who thou art, 
 Jesus, the feeble sinner's friend: 
 Nor wilt thou with the night depart. 
 But stay and love me to the end : 
 Thy mercies never shall remove, 
 Thy nature and thy name is Love. 
 
PENITENTIAL. 
 
 81 
 
 5 The Sun of Rig'hteousness on me 
 Hath rose with heaUng" in his wings ; 
 
 Wither^ my naturals strength ; from thee 
 
 My soul its hfe and succour brings j 
 My help is all laid up above ; 
 Thy nature and thy name is Love. 
 
 6 Contented now upon my thigh 
 
 I halt, till life's short journey end; 
 All helplessness, all weakness, I 
 
 On thee alone for strength depend; 
 Nor have I power from thee to move ; 
 Thy nature and thy name is Love, 
 
 7 Lame as I am, I take the prey ; 
 
 Hell, earth, and sin, with ease o'ercomej 
 I leap for joy, pursue my way. 
 
 And, as a bounding hart, fly home ; 
 Through all eternity to prove 
 Thy nature and thy name is Love. 
 
 HYMN 82. C. M, 
 
 I ^OME, humble sinner, in whose breast, 
 ^ A thousand thoughts revolve ; 
 Come with your guilt and soul opprest, 
 And make this last resolve : — 
 > "I'll go to Jesus, though my sins 
 Hath like a mountain rose ; 
 I know his courts, I'll enter m, 
 Whatever may oppose. 
 
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 PENITENTIAL. 
 
 3 «P rostrate I'll lie before his throne, 
 
 And there my guilt confess : 
 ril tell him I'm a wretch undone. 
 Without liis soy'reig-n grace. 
 
 4 "I'll to my gi*acious King* approach, 
 
 Whose scepti'e pardon gives, 
 Perhaps he may command a touch, 
 And then the suppliant lives. 
 
 5 "Perhaps he may admit my plea, 
 
 Perhaps he'll hear my prayer: 
 But if I perish, I will pray, 
 And perish only there, 
 
 5 *'I can but perish if I go, 
 I am resolv'd to try ; 
 For if I stay away, I know, 
 I must forever die." 
 
 HYMN 83. P. M. 7s & 6s. 
 
 1 "f^RO OPING souls, no longer grievCj 
 Heaven is propitious— 
 If you do in Christ believe, 
 
 You will find him precious ; 
 Jesus now is passing by, 
 
 And he calls you to him, 
 He has died for you and me, 
 O, then come and view him. 
 
Penitential. 
 
 83 
 
 2 From his hands, his feet, his side, 
 
 Flows the heaUng" fountain ; 
 See the purple swelling- tide. 
 
 Boundless as the ocean- 
 See the living" waters move, 
 
 For the sick and dying" ; 
 Now resolve to g-ain his love, 
 
 Or to perish trying". 
 
 > Gospel grace is always free, 
 Drooping" souls to g"ladden ; 
 Hence he says "Come unto me, 
 
 "Weary, heavy laden/' 
 ^ho' your sins like mountains rise, 
 ( Rise and reach to heaven, 
 Yet, if you on him believe, 
 All shall be forg-iven. 
 
 ^ Now, methinks, I hear one say, 
 
 I will g'o and prove him ; 
 If he takes my sins away, 
 
 Surely I will love him. 
 Come, my Saviour, come and smile, 
 
 Smiling moves my burden ; 
 I am guilty, poor and vile, 
 
 Yet thou canst me pardon, 
 
 f Streams of mercy, how they flow ! 
 Surely now I feel it : 
 Half has never yet been told—* 
 O could I reveal it ! 
 
84 
 
 PENITENTIAL. 
 
 Jesus' blood has lieaPd my wound, 
 
 O, the wondrous story ! 
 I was lost, but now a'm found. 
 
 Glory, glory, glory ! 
 
 6 If no greater joys were known 
 
 In the starry region, 
 I would try to travel on, 
 
 In this pure religion. 
 Heaven's here, and heaven's there, 
 
 Glory here and yonder ! 
 Brightest angels join with me, 
 
 To adore and v/onder. 
 
 HYMN 84. C. M. 
 
 1 TIl/^Y drowsy powers, why sleep ye so I 
 JLv^ Awake, my sluggish soul ! 
 Nothing hath half thy work to do. 
 
 Yet nothing 's half so dull. 
 
 2 Go to the ants ; for one poor grain 
 
 See how they toil and strive ! 
 Yet we who have a heaven to' obtain. 
 How negligent we live ! 
 
 3 We, for whose sake all nature stands. 
 
 And stars their courses move ; 
 We, for whose guard the angel bands 
 Come flying from above. 
 
PENITENTIAL. 
 
 85 
 
 i« We, for whom God the Son came down. 
 And labour'd for our g'ood, 
 How careless to secure that crown 
 He purchas'd with his blood. 
 
 i Lord, shall we live so slug-gish still. 
 And never act our parts ? 
 Come, holy Dove, from the^ heavenly hill, 
 And warm our frozen hearts. 
 
 ) Give us with active warmth to move. 
 With vig'rous souls to rise ; 
 With hands of faith and wing-s of love, 
 To fly and take the prize. 
 
 HYMN 85. P. M. rs. & 6s. 
 
 L /^OME my friend, and let us try, 
 ^ For a little season. 
 Every burden to lay by ; 
 Come and let us reason. 
 
 I What is this that cast you down. 
 What is this that grieves you ? 
 Speak, and let the worst be known^ 
 Speaking" may relieve you. 
 
 3 Christ at times by faith I view. 
 And it doth relieve me ; 
 But my doubts return anew. 
 They are those that grieve me, 
 F 
 
86 
 
 PENITENTIAL* 
 
 4 Troubled like the restless sea. 
 
 Feeble, faint and fearful, 
 Plag-u^d with ev'ry sore disease, 
 How can I be cheerful? 
 
 5 Think on what your Saviour bore 
 
 In the gloomy g-arden; 
 Sweating" blood at ev'ry pore, 
 To procure thy pardon. 
 
 € View him nailed to the tree, 
 Bledding", groaning, dying; 
 See he suffer'd this for thee, 
 Therefore be believing. 
 
 7 Brethren, don't you feel the flame? 
 Sisters, don't you love him? 
 Let us join to praise his name. 
 Let us never grieve him. 
 
 J8 Soon we'll meet to part no more, 
 Soon we'll meet in heaven ; 
 There we'll join the saints above. 
 And forever praise him. 
 
 HYMN 86. L. M. 
 
 1 "l^ITH aching heart and weeping eyes, 
 My guilty soul for mercy cries, 
 What shall I do, or whither flee, 
 T' escape the vengeance due to me ? 
 
PENITENTIAL* 
 
 J Till HOW I saw no danger nig-li^ 
 I liv^d at ease, nor feared to die ; 
 Wrapt up in self-deceit and pride, 
 «*I shall have peace at last," I cried, 
 
 i But when, g-reat Ood ! thy light divine 
 Had shone on this dark soul of mine. 
 Then I beheld with trembling" awe. 
 The terrors of thy holy law. 
 
 t How dreadful now my guilt appears, 
 In childhood, youth and growing years : 
 Before thy pure discerning eye. 
 Lord, what a filthy wretch am I ! 
 
 5 Should vengeance still my soul pursue, 
 ' Death and destruction are my due ; 
 Yet mercy can my guilt forgive. 
 And bid a dying sinner live. 
 
 5 Does not thy sacred word proclaim*, 
 Salvation free in Jesus' name ? 
 To him I look and anxious cry, 
 <*0 save a wretch condemn'd to die 
 
 HYMN sr. L. M. 
 
 js^l ^HOW pity, Lord, O Lord forgive ! 
 ^ Let a repenting rebel live; 
 Are not thy mercies large and free t 
 May not a sinner trust in thee ? 
 
88 
 
 PENITENTIAL. 
 
 2 My crimes are great, but can^t surpass 
 The pow'r and g*lory of thy grace ; 
 Great God, thy nature hath no bound, ■ 
 So let thy pard'ning- love be found. 
 
 3 G wash my soul from every sin. 
 
 And make my g'uilty conscience clean j 
 Here on my heart the burden lies. 
 And past offences pain mine eyes. 
 
 4 My lips with shame my sins confess. 
 Against thy laws, ag"ainst thy g-race ; 
 Lord, should thy judg-ment grow severe, 
 I am condemned, but thou art clear. 
 
 5 Yet save a trembling- sinner. Lord, 
 Whose hope still hovering* round thy word. 
 Would lig-ht on some sweet promise there. 
 Some sure support ag-ainst despair. 
 
 HYMN as. C. M. 
 
 1 f N evil long I took delig-ht, 
 
 Unaw'd by shame or fear ; 
 Till a new object struck my sig-ht^ 
 And stopt my wild career. 
 
 2 I saw one hanging* on a tree. 
 
 In agonies and blood, 
 Who fix'd his langiud eyes on me,. 
 As near his cross I stood. 
 
PENITENTIAL. 
 
 89 
 
 Sure never to my latest breath, 
 
 Can I forget that look ; 
 It seem'd to charg-e me with his death, 
 
 Tho' not a word he spoke. 
 
 My conscience felt and own'd the guilt. 
 And plung'd me in despair: 
 
 I saw my sins his blood had spilt, 
 And help'd to nail him there, 
 
 A second look he gave ; which said 
 
 "I freely all forgive ; 
 "This blood is for thy ransom paid : 
 
 "I die that thou may'st live." 
 
 With pleasing grief and mournful joy, 
 
 My spirit now is filPd ; 
 That I should such sl life destroy, 
 
 Yet live by him I kilPd 
 
 HYMN 89. L. M. 
 
 LORD, at thy feet I prostrate fall, 
 Opprest with fears, to thee I call, 
 Reveal thy pard'ning love to me, 
 And set my captive spirit free. 
 
 Hast thou not said, "Seek ye my face?^^ 
 The invitation I embrace ; 
 I'll seek thy face, thy Spirit give ! 
 O ! let me see thy face and live. 
 
^0 
 
 PENITENTIAL. 
 
 3 I'll seek thy face with cries and tears^ 
 With secret sighs and fervant prayers 
 And if not heard 1^11 waiting" sit, 
 
 And perish at my Saviour's feet. 
 
 4 But canst thou, Lord, behold my pain^ ' 
 And bid me seek thy fiice in vain ! 
 Thou wilt not, canst not me deceive, 
 The soiU that seeks thy face shall live.. 
 
 HYMN 90. CM. 
 
 1 ¥| EHOLD the wretch wdiose lust wdn 
 -fi-^ Had wasted his estate. 
 
 He beg-s a share among" the swine,. 
 To taste the husks they eat ! 
 
 2 "I die with hung-er here, (he cries,)-; 
 
 I starve in foreign lands. 
 My father's house has larg'e supplies,, 
 And bounteous ai'e his hands. 
 
 3 "I'll" go, and with a mournful tonguCj, 
 
 Fall do v/n before his face, 
 Father, I've done thy justice wa'ong 
 Nor can deserve thy g-race." 
 
 4 He said, and hasten'd to his home 
 
 To seek his father's love ; 
 The fatheli' saw the rebel come,, 
 And all; liis bow:els move. 
 
PENITENTIAL. 
 
 91 
 
 He ran, and fell upon his neck, 
 
 Embraced and kiss'd his son ; 
 The rebePs heart with sorrow brake 
 
 For follies he had done. 
 
 "Take off his clothes of shame and sin, 
 (The father gives command,) 
 
 Dress him in garments wliite and clean. 
 With rings adorn his hand. 
 
 "A day of feasting I ordain. 
 
 Let mirth and joy abound: 
 My son was dead, and lives again,. 
 
 Was lost, and now is found,^' 
 
 HYMN 91. CM. 
 
 AFFLICTIONS, tho' they seem severe,, 
 In mercy oft are sent, 
 They stopped the prodigal's career,. 
 And caus'd him to repent. 
 
 I Although he no relentings felt. 
 Till he had spent his store. 
 His stubborn heart began to melt,. 
 When famine pinch'd him sore. 
 
 > "AVhat have I gain'd by sin," he said, 
 "But hunger, shame and fear ? 
 My father's house abounds with bread. 
 While I am starviijg here" 
 
92 
 
 PENITENTIAL. 
 
 4 «ril go and tell him all I've done. 
 
 Fall down before his face : 
 Unworthy to be calPd his son, 
 I'll seek a servant's place." 
 
 5 His father saw him coming" back. 
 
 He saw and ran and smil'd ; 
 Then threw his arms around the neck 
 Of liis rebeUious child. 
 
 6 "Father, I've sinn'd, but O ! forgive" — 
 
 "Enough," the father said, 
 "Rejoice, my house, my son's alive. 
 For whom I mourn'd as dead." 
 
 7 "Now let the fatted calf be slain. 
 
 Go spread the news around. 
 My son was dead but hves 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. 
 
 HYMN 92. C. M. 
 
 1 rpERRIBLE thought! shall I alone, 
 A Who may be saved, shall I, 
 Of all, alas ! whom I have known. 
 Through sin for ever die ? 
 
PENITENTIAL. 
 
 2 While all my old companions dear, 
 With whom I once did live, 
 Joyful at God's right hand appear, 
 A blessing" to receive. 
 
 I Shall I, amidst a g-hastly band, 
 Drag-g'd to the judgement seat. 
 Far on the left with horror stand. 
 My fearful doom to meet ? 
 
 t Ah ! no ; — I still may turn and live. 
 For still his wrath delays ; 
 He now vouchsafes a kind reprieve, 
 And offers me liis grace. 
 
 > I will accept his offers now. 
 From every sin depart; 
 Perform my oft repeated vow. 
 And render him my heart. 
 
 5 I will improve what I receive. 
 
 The grace throug-h Jesus g-iven ; 
 Sure, if with God on earth I live, 
 To live with God in heaven. 
 
94 
 
 eOXVERSIOX AND 
 
 CONVERSION AND JUSTIFICA- 
 TION BY FAITH. 
 
 HYMN 93. S. M. 
 Fwst Pari, 
 
 1 "EJ'OW can a sinner know 
 
 His sins on earth forgiven ? 
 How can my g-racioiis Saviour show 
 My name inscrib'd in heaven ? 
 
 2 What we have feit and seen, 
 
 With confidence we tell"; 
 And publish to the sons of men> 
 The sig-ns infallible. 
 
 3 We who in Christ believe 
 
 That he for us hath died, 
 We all liis unknown peace receive,, 
 And feel his blood apply'd. 
 
 4 Exults our rising' soul, 
 
 Bisburthen'd of her load. 
 And swells unutterably full 
 Of g'lory and of God. 
 
 5 His love surpassing far 
 
 The love of all beneath. 
 We find within our hearts, and dare 
 The pomtless darts of deaths 
 
JUSTIFICATION BY FAITH.. 95', 
 
 5 Strong*er than death or hell 
 
 The sacred power we prove ;. 
 And conquerors of the world, we dweU 
 In heaven, who dwell m love.. 
 
 HYMN 94. S.M. 
 
 Second Part. 
 
 1 Xl/^E by his Sph-it prove, 
 
 * ^ And know the thmg-s of God^,, 
 The thmgs which freely of his love 
 He hath an us bestowM. 
 
 2 His Spirit to us he gave. 
 
 And dwells in us we know.; 
 The witness in ourselves we have,. 
 And all its fruits we show. 
 
 3 The meek and lowly heart 
 
 That iai our Saviour was, 
 To us his Spirit does impart, 
 And signs us with his cross. 
 
 4 Our nature 's turn'd, our mind 
 
 Transform'd in all its powers : 
 And both the witnesses are join'd,.. 
 The Spirit of God with ours. 
 
 5 Whatever our pardoning Lord 
 
 Commands, we gladly do ; 
 And guided by his sacred word^, 
 We all his steps pursue. 
 
96 
 
 CONVERSION AND 
 
 6 His g-lory our desig-n. 
 
 We live our God to please ; 
 And rise with filial fear divine. 
 To perfect holiness. 
 
 HYMN 95. 4 6s & 2 8s. 
 
 1 A RISE, my soul, arise, 
 
 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 g-race. 
 S Five bleeding" wounds he bears, 
 Receiv'd on Calvary: 
 They pour effectual prayers. 
 They strong-ly speak for me : 
 Forg'ive him, O forg"ive, they cry, 
 Nor let that ransom' d sinner die ! 
 
 4 The father hears him pray. 
 His dear anointed One : 
 He cannot turn away 
 The presence of his Son: 
 
JUSTIFICATION BY FAITH. 
 
 His spirit answers to the bloody 
 And tells me I am born of God. 
 
 5 My God is reconcil'd. 
 His pard'ning" voice I hear : 
 He owns me for his child, 
 I can no long-er fear ; 
 
 With confidence I now draw nig-h,. 
 
 And Father, Abba, Father, cry. 
 
 HYMN 96. G. M. 
 
 1 jr ASK the gift of righteousnesSj^ 
 -S- The sin-subduing power 
 Power to believe, and go in peace. 
 
 And never grieve thee more. 
 
 2 I ask the blood-bought pardon seaPd, 
 
 The liberty from shi; 
 The grace infus'd, the love reveaPd, 
 The kingdom fixt within. 
 
 3 Thou hear'st me for salvation pray ; 
 
 Thou seest my heart's desire ; 
 Make ready in thy powerful day. 
 Thy fulness I require. 
 
 My vehement soul cries out, opprest,^^ 
 
 Impatient to be freed! 
 Nor can I, Lord, nor will I rest. 
 
 Till I am sav'd indeed. 
 
98 
 
 CONVERSION AND 
 
 5 Art thou not able to convert ? 
 
 Art thou not wiUing" too ? 
 To chang*e this old rebellious hearty 
 To conquer and renew ? 
 
 6 Thou canst, thou wilt, I dare believe. 
 
 So arm me with thy power, 
 That I to sin may never cleave. 
 May never feel it more. 
 
 HYMN 97. C. M. 
 
 1 npHE Saviour ! oh, what endless chaMs, 
 Dwell in the blissful sound ! 
 Its influence every fear disarms. 
 And spreads sweet peace around. 
 
 '2 Here pardon, life, and joys divine. 
 In rich effusions flow, 
 For guilty rebels, lost in sin, 
 And doom'd to endless woe. 
 
 3 Oh, the rich depths of love divme^ 
 
 Of bliss, a boundless store; 
 Dear Saviour, 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 Saviour and my all. 
 
JUSTIFICATION BY FAITH. 99 
 
 HYMN 98. CM. 
 
 1 I^REAT God! to me the sight afford. 
 
 To him of old allow'd ; 
 And let my faith behold its Lord> 
 Descending" in a cloud! 
 
 2 In that revealing* Spirit come down, 
 
 Thine attributes proclaim, 
 And to my inmost soul make known 
 The g"lories of thy name. 
 
 3 Jehovah, Christ, I thee adore, 
 
 Who gav'st my soul to be ! 
 Fountain of being", and of power, 
 And g*reat in majesty. 
 
 4 The Lord, the mighty God thou art, 
 
 But let me ra^er prove. 
 That name inspoken to my heart, 
 That favourite name of Love. 
 
 5 Merciful God, thyself proclaim 
 
 In this polluted breast ; 
 Mercy is thy distinguish' d name^ 
 And suits the sinner best. 
 
 6 Our misery doth for pity call. 
 
 Our sin implores thy grace ; 
 And thou art merciful to all 
 Qur lost, apostate race^ 
 
100 CONVERSION AND 
 
 HYMN 99. C. M, 
 
 1 IJOW sad our state by nature is, 
 -"--^ Our sin how deep it stains ! 
 And Satan binds our captive souls 
 
 Fast in his captive chains. 
 
 2 But there's a voice of sov'reig-n grace. 
 
 Sounds from the sacred word ; 
 Ho ! ye despairing- sinners come, 
 And trust a faithful Lord. 
 
 3 My soul obeys the gracious call. 
 
 And runs to his relief ; 
 I would believe thy promise. Lord! 
 O help my unbelief I 
 
 4 To the blest fountain of thy blood. 
 
 Incarnate God, I fly ; 
 Here let me wash my spotted soul 
 From crimes of deepest dye. 
 
 5 A guilty, week and helpless worm. 
 
 Into thy arms I fall. 
 Be thou my strength and righteousness^ 
 My Jesus and my all. 
 
 HYMN 100. L. M. 
 
 1 A UTHOR of faith, eternal Word, 
 
 ¥/hose Spirit breathes the active flame. 
 Faith, like its finisher and Lord, 
 To-day as yesterday the same : 
 
JUSTIFICATION BY FAITH. 101 
 
 2 To thee our humble hearts aspire, 
 And asJc the gift unspeakable ; 
 Increase in us the kindled fire, 
 
 In us the work of faith fulfil. 
 
 3 By faith we know thee strong" to save, 
 (Save us, a present Saviour thou!) 
 Whate'er we hope, by faith we have ; 
 Future and past subsisting now. 
 
 4 To him that in thy name believes. 
 Eternal life with thee is given, 
 Into himself he all receives, 
 Pardon, and holiness, and heaven. - 
 
 5 The things unknown to feeble sense, 
 Unseen by reason's glimmering ray, 
 With strong commanding evidence. 
 Their heavenly origin display. 
 
 6 Faith lends its rea-lizing light. 
 
 The clouds disperse, the shadows fly, 
 The invisible appears in sight, 
 And God is seen by mortal eye. 
 
 HYMN 101. L. M. 
 
 1 IVTOT by law of innocence 
 
 Can Adam's sons arrive at heaven; 
 New works can give us no pretence 
 To have our ancient sins forgiven i 
 G 
 
10^ 
 
 CONVERSION AND 
 
 2 Not the best deeds that v/e have done 
 Can make a wounded conscience whole! 
 Faith is the grace, — and faith alone, 
 That flies to Christ, and saves the soul; 
 
 3 Lord, I believe thy heavenly word ! 
 Fain would I have my soul renew'd : 
 I mourn for sin, and trust the Lord 
 To have it pardon'd and subdu'd. 
 
 4 O may thy grace its power display ! 
 JLet g-uilt and death no longer reign ; 
 Save me in thine appointed v/ay, 
 Nor let my humble faith be vain ! 
 
 HYMN 102. CM. 
 
 1 "OAITH adds new charms to earthly bliss^ 
 ^ And saves me from its snares ; 
 
 Its aid in ev'ry duty brings, 
 And softens all my cares. 
 
 2 Extinguishes the thirst of sin, 
 
 And lights the sacred fire 
 Of love to God and heav'nly things. 
 And feeds the pure desire. 
 
 3 The wounded conscience knows its pow^r, 
 
 The healing balm to give; 
 That balm the saddest heart can cheer, 
 And make the dying lire. 
 
JUSTI^-ICATION BY FAITH. 103 
 
 4 Wide it unveils celestial worlds, 
 Where deathless pleasures reign, 
 And bids me seek my portion there, 
 Nor bids me seek in vain. 
 
 HYMN 103. P. M. rs & 6s. 
 
 1 liyOW lost was my condition, 
 
 Till Jesus made me whole ! 
 There is but one Physician, 
 
 Can cure a sin-sick soul! 
 The worst of all diseases. 
 
 Is ligiit compar'd with sin. 
 On ev'ry part it seizes. 
 
 But rag-es most within. 
 
 2 From men great skill professing', 
 
 I thoug"ht a cure to g-ain ; 
 But this prov'd more distressing-. 
 
 And added to my pain — • 
 Some said that nothing* ail'd me, 
 
 Some g-ave me up for lost; 
 Thus every refug-e faiFd me, 
 
 And all my hopes were crossed. 
 
 3 At length this great Physician — 
 
 How matchless is his grace ! 
 Accepted my petition, 
 
 And undertook my case — 
 Next door to death he found me, 
 
 And snatch'd me from the grave, 
 
104 
 
 CONVERSION &C. 
 
 To tell to all around me, 
 His wondrous pow'r to save. 
 
 4 A dying, risen Jesus, 
 
 Seen by the eye of faith. 
 At once from danger frees us. 
 
 And saves the soul from death. 
 Come then to this Physician, 
 
 His help he'll freely give. 
 He makes no hard condition, 
 
 'Tis only — ^look — and live. 
 
 HYMN 104. C. M. 
 
 1 m/i'IST AKEN souls, that dream of heav'] 
 ITJ. And make their empty boast. 
 
 Of inward joys and sins forgiv'n 
 While they are slaves to lust. 
 
 2 Vain are our fancy's airy flights. 
 
 If faith be cold and dead: 
 None but a living power unites. 
 To Christ the living head. 
 
 3 ^Tis faith that changes all the heart; 
 
 'Tis faith that works by love ; 
 That bids all sinful joys depart, 
 And lifts the thoughts above. 
 
 4 'Tis faith that conquers earth and hell 
 
 By a celestial pow'r ; 
 This is the grace that shall prevail 
 In the decisive hoiu', 
 
105 
 
 REGENERATION & ADOPTION. 
 
 HYMN 105. C. M. 
 
 1 ^JINNERS ! this solemn truth reg'ard ! 
 
 Hear all ye sons of men ; 
 For Christ, the Saviour, hath declar'd 
 "Ye must be born ag'ain." 
 
 2 Whate'er mig-ht be your birth or blood, 
 
 The sinner's boast is vain: 
 Thus saith the glorious son of God, 
 "Ye must be born ag-ain." 
 
 3 Our nature's totally deprav'd, 
 
 The heart a sink of sin ; 
 Without a chang-e we can't be sav'd, 
 "Ye must be born ag*ain." 
 
 4 That which is born of flesh is flesh, 
 
 And flesh it will remain ; 
 Then marvel not that Jesus saith, 
 "Ye must be born ag-ain." 
 
 5 Spirit of life I thy grace impart. 
 
 And breathe on sinners slain : 
 Bear witness. Lord, with ev'ry heart, 
 That we are born again. 
 
 6 Dear Saviour let us now begin. 
 
 To trust and love thy word ; 
 
106 
 
 REGENERATION 
 
 And by forsaking ev'ry sin, 
 Prove we are born to God. 
 
 HYMN 106. P. M. 8, 8, 6, 8, 8, 6. 
 i A WAK^D by Sinai's awful sound, 
 
 My soul in guilt and thrall I found,, 
 Expos'd to endless woe ; 
 Eternal truth did loud proclaim. 
 The sinner must be born again. 
 Or else to ruin go. 
 
 2 Amaz'd I stood, but could not tell. 
 Which way to shun the gates of hell ; 
 
 For death and hell drew near. 
 I strove indeed, but strove in vain — 
 The sinner must be born again, 
 
 Still sounded in mine ear. 
 
 3 When to the law I trembling fled. 
 It pour'd its curses on my head; 
 
 I no relief could find. 
 This fearful truth increased my pain. 
 The sinner must be born again, 
 
 O'erwhelm'd my tortur'd mind. 
 
 4 Again did Sinai's thunders roll. 
 And guilt lay heavy on my soul, 
 
 A vast oppressive load : 
 Alas 1 I read and saw it plain, 
 The sinner must be born again, 
 
 Or feel tlie wratli of God, 
 
AND ADOPTION. 
 
 107 
 
 5 The saints I heard with rapture tell, 
 How Jesus conquer'd death and hell. 
 
 And broke the fowler's snare : 
 Yet when I found this truth remain j 
 The sinner must be born ag'ain, 
 
 I sunk m deep despair. 
 
 6 But while I thus m ang'uish lay, 
 Jesus of Naz'reth pass'd this way, 
 
 I felt his pity move : 
 The sinner by his justice slain 
 Now by his g-race is born again, 
 
 And sings redeeming* love. 
 
 7 To heaven the joyful tidings flew. 
 The angels tun'd their harps anew, 
 
 And loftier notes did raise ; 
 All hail the Lamb that once was slain, 
 Unnumbered millions born again. 
 
 Will shout thy endless praise, 
 
 HYItIN 107. L. M. 
 
 1 >4 SSIST my soul, my heav'nly King, 
 
 Thine everlasting love to sing- : 
 And joyful spread thy praise abroad. 
 As one through grace that^s born of God, 
 
 2 No, it w as not the will of man. 
 
 My souPs new heavenly birth began. 
 Nor will, nor power of flesh and blood. 
 That turn'd my heart from sin to God, 
 
108 
 
 REGENEUATION 
 
 3 Herein let self be all abased, 
 
 And heav'nly love alone confess'd; ( 
 This be my song" throug-ii all the road, X 
 That born I am, and born of God. 
 
 4 O may this love my soul constrain, 
 To make returns of love again j 
 That I, while earth is my abode, 
 May live like one that^s born of God. 
 
 5 And when th' appointed hour shall come, 
 And thou wilt call me to my home. 
 Joyful I'll pass the chilling- flood. 
 
 And sing" and say, I'm born of God. 
 
 HYMN 108. 6 lines 8s. 
 
 1 #^0ME, Holy Ghost, my soul inspire, 
 ^ Bear witness that I'm born again; 
 Come, and baptize me, Lord, with fire, 
 
 Nor let a cloud or doubt remain ; 
 Give me the sense of sins forgiv'n. 
 Sweet foretaste of approaching heav'n. 
 
 2 Oh ! give me now a gracious seal. 
 
 That ascertains the kingdom mine : 
 True holiness I long to feel, 
 
 The signature of love divine ; 
 O shed it in my heart abroad. 
 Fulness of love, of heav'n, of God ! 
 
AND ADOPTION. 
 
 109 
 
 HYMN 109. C. M. 
 
 1 A TTEND, while God's exalted Son 
 
 "Behold, I sit upon my throne, 
 "Creating* all thing's new. 
 
 2 ^^ature and sin are pass'd away, 
 
 "And the old Adam dies ; 
 "My hands a new foundation lay ; 
 "See the new world arise ! 
 
 3 "I'll be a sun of Righteousness 
 
 "To the new heavens I make; 
 "None but the new-born heirs of grace 
 "My glories shall partake.'' 
 
 4 Mighty Redeemer ! set me free 
 
 From my old state of sin ; 
 O ! make my soul alive to thee. 
 Create new powers within. 
 
 5 Renew mine eyes, and form mine ears, 
 
 And mould my heart afresh ; 
 Give me new passions, joys and fears, 
 And turn the stone to flesh. 
 
 6 Far from the regions of the dead, 
 
 frrom sin, and earth, and hell. 
 In the new world that grace hatli made, 
 I would foreyeif dwell. 
 
 Doth his own glories show ; 
 
110 FULL REDEMPTION. 
 
 HYAIN 110. C. M. 
 
 1 "W/^HEN God reveal'd his gracious name 
 
 ^ ^ And chang-'d my mournful state, 
 My rapture seem'd a pleasing- dream, 
 The grace appeared so gi'eat. 
 
 2 The world beheld the glorious change. 
 
 And did thy hand confess ; 
 My tongue broke out in unknown sti'ains, 
 And sung surprising grace. 
 
 3 "Great is the work my neighbours cried. 
 
 And own'd the pow'r divine ; 
 "Great is the work," my heart replied, 
 "And be the giory thine." 
 
 4 The Lord can clear the darkest skies. 
 
 Can give us day for night; 
 Make di'ops of sacred sorrow rise 
 To rivers of delight. 
 
 FULL REDEMPTION. 
 
 HYMN 111. 4 lities 7s. 
 
 1 TESUS comes with all his grace, 
 ^ Comes to save a fallen race; 
 Object of our glorious hope, 
 Jesus comes to lift us up ! 
 
FULL REDEMPTION. 
 
 2 Let the living stones cry out ; 
 Let the sons of Abraham shout : 
 Praise we ail our lowly King ; 
 Give him thanks ; rejoice and sing. 
 
 3 He hath our salvation wrought ; 
 He our captive souls hath bought: 
 He hath reconciPd to God : 
 
 He hath wash'd us in his blood. 
 
 4 We are now his lawful right j 
 Walk as children of the light : 
 We shall soon obtain the grace. 
 Pure in heart to see his facel 
 
 5 W e shall gain our calling's prize ; 
 After God we all shall rise, 
 
 FilPd with joy, and love, and peace^ 
 Perfected in holiness. 
 
 6 Let us then rejoice in hope. 
 Steadily to Christ look up ; 
 Trust to be redeem'd from sin. 
 Wait, till he appear within. 
 
 7 Fools and madmen let us be. 
 Yet is our sure trust in thee: 
 Faithfiil is the promis'd word. 
 We shall all be as our Lord. 
 
 8 Hasten, Lord, the perfect day : 
 Let thy every servant say, 
 
112 
 
 FULL REDEMPTION. 
 
 "I have now obtain'd the power, 
 Born of God to sin no more." 
 
 HYMN 112. L. M. 
 
 1 ^OME, Saviour, Jesus, from above, 
 ^ Assist me with thy heavenly grace ; 
 Empty my heart of earthly love, 
 
 And for thyself prepare the place. 
 
 2 O let thy sacred presence fill. 
 
 And set my longing" spirit free ; 
 Wliich pants to have no other will. 
 
 But night and day to feast on thee. 
 S While in this region here below. 
 
 No other good will I pursue : 
 I'll bid tliis world of noise and show, 
 
 With all its glitt'ring snares, adieu. 
 
 4 That path with humble speed 1^11 seek, 
 
 In which my Saviour's footsteps shine, 
 Nor will I hear, nor will I speak. 
 Of any other love but thine. 
 
 5 Henceforth may no profane delight 
 
 Divide this consecrated soul ; ,^ 
 Possess it thou, who hast the right. 
 As Lord and Master of the whole. 
 
 6 Nothing on earth do I desire, 
 
 But thy pure love within my breast; 
 ^ This, only tliis, will I require. 
 
 And freely give up all the reat. 
 
FULL REDEMPTION. 
 
 HYMN 113. S. M. 
 
 I npHE thing my God doth hate. 
 That I no more may do, 
 Thy creature, Lord, again create. 
 And all my soul renew. 
 
 3 My soul shall then, like thine. 
 Abhor the thing unclean. 
 And sanctify'd by love divine. 
 For ever cease from sin, 
 
 I That blessed law of thine, 
 Jesus, to me impart ; 
 The Spirit's law of life divine, 
 O write it in my heart ! 
 
 I; Implant it deep within, 
 
 Whence it may ne'er remove. 
 The law of liberty from sin, 
 The perfect law of love. 
 
 » Thy nature be my law. 
 Thy spotless sanctity ; 
 And sweetly every moment draw 
 My happy Soul to tliee. 
 
 ) Soul of my soul remain ! 
 Who didst for all fulfil. 
 In me, O Lord, fulfil again. 
 Thy heavenly Father's will. 
 
1*14 FULL REDEMPTION. 
 
 HYMN 114. C. M. 
 
 1 1^ FOR a heart to praise my God, 
 
 A heart from sin set free ! 
 A heart that always feels thy blood, 
 So freely spilt for me 1 
 
 2 A heart resigii'd, submissive, meek. 
 
 My gi'eat Redeemer's throne ; 
 Where only Christ is heard to speak, 
 Where Jesus reig-ns alone. 
 
 3 O for a lowly contrite heart. 
 
 Believing", true and clean ! 
 Which neither life nor death can part 
 From him that dwells within. 
 
 4 A heart in every thoug-ht renewed. 
 
 And full of love divine ! 
 Perfect and rig-ht, and pure and g'ood, 
 A copy. Lord, of thine ! 
 
 5 Thy nature, g-racious Lord, impart. 
 
 Come quickly from above! 
 Write thy nevv' name upon my heart. 
 Thy new, best name of love ! 
 
 HYMN 115. C. M. 
 
 1 "iT^OR ever here my rest shall be. 
 Close to thy bleeding" side ; 
 This all my hope, and all my plea, 
 For mc the Saviour died. 
 
FULL REJDEMPl'iON 115 
 
 tj^ My dying- Scaviour, and my God, 
 Fountain for g-uilt and sin, 
 Sprinkle me ever with thy blood, 
 And cleanse and keep me clean. 
 
 ii|3 Wash me, and make me thus thine own; 
 Wash me, and mine thou art : 
 Wash me, but not my feet alone. 
 My hands, my head, my heart. 
 
 i The' atonement of thy blood apply, 
 Till faith to sight improve ; 
 Till hope in full fruition die. 
 And all my soul be love. 
 
 HYMN 116. C. M. 
 
 JESUS, my life, thyself apply, 
 Thy Holy Spirit breathe : 
 I My vile affections crucify, 
 Conform me to thy death. 
 
 : Conqueror of hell, and earth, and sin. 
 Still with the rebel strive : 
 I ; Enter Viy soul and work vv^ithin. 
 And kill and make alive. 
 
 More of thy life, and more T have, 
 
 As the old Adam dies : 
 Bury me. Saviour, in thy grave, 
 
 That I vvnth thee may rise. 
 
116 FULL REDEMPTION. 
 
 4 Reig-n in me, Lord ; thy foes control. 
 
 Who would not own thy sway ; 
 Diffuse thine imag-e through my soul, 
 Shine to the perfect day. 
 
 5 Scatter the last remain* of sin, 
 
 And seal rae thine abode ; 
 O ipake me glorious all within, 
 A temple built by God. 
 
 HYMN 117. C, M. 
 
 1 ^I/JY God, I know, I feel thee mine, 
 1? J. j^jiqI -^iii not quit iTiy claim. 
 Till all I have is lost in thine, 
 
 And all renew'd I am. 
 
 2 I hold thee with a trembling" hand. 
 
 And will not let thee go. 
 Till steadfastly by faith I stand, 
 And all thy goodness know. 
 
 3 Jesus, thine all-victorious love 
 
 Shed in my heart abroad : 
 Then shall my feet no long-er rove, 
 Rooted and fix'd in God. 
 
 4 Refining' fire, go through my heart,- 
 
 Illuminate my soul ; 
 Scatter thy life through every part, 
 And sanctify the whole. 
 
FULL REDEMPTION. 1 
 
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 5 My steadfast soul from falling free, 
 Shall then no longer move ; 
 But Christ be all the world to me. 
 And all my heart be love. 
 
 HYMN 118. C. M. 
 
 1 1' KNOW that my Redeemer livesj 
 -S. And ever prays for me : 
 
 A token of his love he gives, 
 A pledge of liberty. 
 
 2 I find him lifting up my head. 
 
 He brings salvation near ; 
 His presence makes me free indeed. 
 And he will soon appear. 
 
 3 He wills that I should holy be \ 
 
 What can withstand his^will? 
 The counsel of his grace in me 
 He surely shall fulfil. 
 
 4 Jesus, I hang upon thy word ; 
 
 1 steadfastly believe 
 Thou wilt return, and claim me, Lord^^ 
 And to thyself receive. 
 
 5 Joyful in hope, my spirit soars 
 
 To meet thee from above : 
 Thy goodness thankfull}/ adores : 
 And sure I taste thy lore, 
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118 FULL REDEMPTION. 
 
 6 Thy love I soon expect to find, 
 
 In all its depth and height : 
 To comprehend the' Eternal Mnd, 
 And ^asp the Infinite. 
 
 7 When God is mine, and I am his. 
 
 Of paradise possest, 
 I taste unutterable bliss. 
 And everlasting" rest. 
 
 8 The bliss of those that fully dwell. 
 
 Fully in thee believe, 
 'Tis more than ang-el tongues can tell 
 Or ang-el minds conceive. 
 
 9 Thou only know'st who didst obtain. 
 
 And die to make it known : 
 The g-reat salvation now explain. 
 And perfect us in one. 
 
 HYMN 119. 4 Unes7s. 
 
 1 T OVING Jesus, gentle Lamb, 
 
 In thy g-racious hands I am. 
 Make me, Saviour, what thou art. 
 Live thyself within my heart, 
 
 2 I shall then show forth thy praise. 
 Serve thee all my happy days, 
 Then the world shall always see 
 Christ the holy child in me. 
 
FULL R^EMPTION. 119 
 
 HYMN 120. L. M. 
 
 a ¥¥E wills that I should holy be ; 
 -■J- That holiness I long" to feel ; 
 That foil di\ine conformity 
 
 To all my Saviour's righteous wilL 
 
 2 See, Lord, the travail of thy soul. 
 
 Accomplished in the change of mine; 
 And plunge me, every whit made whole. 
 In all the depths of love divine ! 
 
 S On thee, O God, my soul is stay'd, 
 
 And waits to prove thine utmost will : 
 The promise, by thy mercy made. 
 Thou canst, thou wilt in me fulfiL 
 
 4 No more I stagger at thy power, 
 
 Or doubt thy truth, which cannot moves 
 Hasten the long-expected hour. 
 
 And bless me with thy perfect love. 
 
 HYMN 121. IL. M. 
 
 1 iCJO let our lips and lives express 
 ^ The holy tiospel we profess ; 
 So let our works and virtues shine. 
 To prove the doctrine all divine ! 
 
 2 Thus shall we best proclaim abroad 
 The honours of our Saviour God, 
 When the salvation reigns witliin, 
 And grace subdues the pow'r of idii. 
 
120 FULL REDEMPTION-. 
 
 3 Our flesh and sense must be deni'd, 5 
 Passion, envy, lust and pride ; 
 
 Whilst justice, temp'rance, truth, and love 
 Our inward piety approve, i 
 
 4 Religion bears our spirit up, ^ 
 Whilst we expect that blessed hope. 
 
 The bright appearance of the Lord, ! 
 And faith stands leaning on his word. 
 
 HYIVIN 1^2. C. M. 
 
 1 JOYFUL sound of Gospel grace, 
 
 Christ shall in me appear I 
 I, even T, shall see his face ; 
 I shall be holy here. 
 
 2 The glorious crown of righteousnes^s 1 
 
 To me reached out, I view'; 
 Conqueror through him, I soon shall seize 
 And wear it as my due. 
 
 3 The promis'd land, from Pisgah's top, 3 
 
 I now exult to see : 
 My hope is full (O glorious hope !) 
 Of immortality. 
 
 4 He visits now the house of clay; 5 
 
 He shakes his future home ; 
 O wouldst thou. Lord, on this glad day,. 
 Into thy temple come 1 
 
FULL I^lpteMPTION. 121 
 
 5 With me, I know, I feel thou art ; 
 
 But tliis cannot suffice, 
 Unless thou plantest m my heart 
 A constant paradise. 
 
 6 My earth thou water'st from on hig-h, 
 
 iBut make it all a pool: 
 Spring" up, O Well, I ever cry. 
 Spring" up within my soul] 
 
 7 Come, O my God, thyself reveal. 
 
 Fill all this mighty void : 
 Thou, only canst my spirit fill : 
 Come, O my Ood, my God ! 
 
 HYMN 123. 4 lines 7s, 
 
 1 OD of all-redeeming grace, 
 
 By thy pard'ning love compell'd, 
 
 1 Up to thee our souls we raise^ 
 Up to thee our bodies yield ; 
 
 2 Thou our sacrifice receive. 
 Acceptable through thy Son^ 
 While to thee alone we live, 
 While we die to thee alone. 
 
 3 Meet it is, and just, and right, 
 That we should be wholly thine ; 
 In thy only will delight. 
 
 In thj blessed service join; 
 
122 FULL REI>#^PTION.. 
 
 4 O that every work and word 
 Mig-ht proclaim how g"ood thou art 
 "Holiness unto the Lord," 
 Still be written on our heart ! 
 
 HYMN 124. C. M. 
 
 1 T ET Him to whom we now belong;, 
 -■-^ His sovereign right assert ; 
 And take up every thankful song,. 
 
 And every loving heai't. 
 
 2 He justly claims us for his own. 
 
 Who. bought us with a price : 
 The Christian lives to Christ alone„ 
 To Christ alone he dies. 
 
 3 Jesus, thine owii at last receive. 
 
 Fulfil our hearts' desire; 
 And let us to thy glory live. 
 And in thy cause expire ! 
 
 4 Our souls and bodies we resign ; 
 
 With joy we render thee 
 Our all, no longer ours, but thine 
 To all eternity. 
 
REJOICING AND PRAISE. 
 
 HYIMN125. CM. 
 
 1 /^H for a thousand tongues to sing^ 
 
 My dear Redeemer's praise ! 
 The glories of my God and King, 
 The triumphs of his grace ! 
 
 2 My gracious Master and my God, 
 
 Assist me ta proclaim. 
 To spread through all the earth abroad,. 
 The honours of thy name. 
 
 3 Jesus, the name that charms our fears. 
 
 That bids our sorrows cease : 
 *Tis music in the sinner's ears ; 
 'Tis life and health and peace. 
 
 4 He breaks the pow'r of cancelFd sin. 
 
 He sets the prisoner free ;, 
 His blood can make the foulest clean ; 
 His blood avaiPd for me. 
 
 5 Had I ten thousand, thousand tongues,, 
 
 Not one should silent be ; 
 Had I ten thousand, thousand hearts^ 
 I'd give them all to thee. 
 
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 REJOICING 
 
 HYMN 126. CM, 
 
 SALVATION ! O the joyful sound! 
 What pleasure to our ears ! 
 A sovereig-n balm for every wound, 
 A cordial for our fears. 
 
 CHORUS, 
 Glory i honour, praise, and power , 
 Be unto the Larah for ever! 
 Jesus Christ is our Redeemer! 
 Hallelujah! praise the Lord! 
 
 Salvation ! let the echo fly, 
 The spacious earth around. 
 
 While all the armies of the sky, 
 Conspire to raise the sound. 
 
 Glory, &c. 
 
 Salvation ! O thou bleeding Lamb ! 
 
 To thee the praise belong-s : 
 Salvation shall inspire our hearts, 
 
 And dwell upon our tongues. 
 
 Glory, &C, 
 
 HYMN 127. C. M, 
 
 1 'IjrOW happy every child of grace, 
 •H Who knows his sins forgiven ! 
 This earth, he cries, is not my place, 
 I seek my place in heaven : 
 
AND PRAISE. 
 
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 2 A country far from mortal sig-ht. 
 
 Yet O ! by faith I see, 
 The land of rest, the saints' delig'ht, 
 The heaven prepar'd for me. 
 
 3 O what a blessed hope is ours ! 
 
 "While here on earth we stay,. 
 We more than taste the heavenly powers, 
 And antedate that day : 
 
 4 We feel the resurrection near, 
 
 Our life in Christ concealed. 
 And with his glorious presence here 
 Our earthen vessels filFd. 
 
 5 O would he more of heaven bestow! 
 
 And let the vessels break ; 
 And let our ransom'd spirits g-o. 
 To grasp the God we seek-; 
 
 6 In rapturous awe on him to gaze, 
 
 Who bought the sight for me. 
 And shout and wonder at his grace 
 To all eternity. 
 
 HYMN 128. C. M, 
 
 1 Ik/fy Saviour, my almighty Friend, 
 IvA When I begin thy praise. 
 Where will the growing numbers end ? 
 The numbers of thy grace. 
 
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 REJOICING 
 
 2 Thou art my everlasting trust ; 
 
 Thy goodness I adore : 
 Send down thy grace, O blessed Lord, 
 That I may love thee more. 
 
 3 My feet shall travel all the lengtli 
 
 Of the celestial road : 
 And march with courage in thy strength^ 
 To see the Lord my God. 
 
 4 Awake ! awake I my tuneful powers, 
 
 AVith this dehghtful song. 
 And entertain the darkest hours. 
 Nor tliink the season long. 
 
 HYMN 129. P. M. 
 
 1 rilHE God of Abrah'm praise. 
 
 Who reigns enthroned above : ^ 
 Ancient of everlasting days> 
 And God of love : 
 JEHOVAH, GREAT, I AM! 
 By earth and heaven confessed ; 
 I bow and bless the sacred Name, 
 For ever blest. 
 
 2 The God of Abrah'm praise. 
 At whose supreme command, 
 
 From earth I rise — and seek the joys 
 At his right hand : 
 
AND PRAISE. 
 
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 I all on earth forsake^ 
 Its wisdom, fame, and power ; 
 And him my only portion make. 
 My shield and tower. 
 
 3 The God of Abraham praise. 
 Whose all-sufficient grace 
 
 Shall guide me all my happy days 
 In all his ways : 
 He calls a worm his friend ! 
 He calls himself my God ! 
 And he shall save me to the end 
 Through Jesus* blood ! 
 
 4 He by himself hath sworn ; 
 I on his oath depend; 
 
 I shall on eagle's wings upborne 
 To heaven ascend : 
 I shall behold his face, 
 I shall his power adore. 
 And sing the wonders of his grace 
 For evermore. 
 
 HYMN 130. L. M. 
 
 1 "jpRAISE ye the Lord, 'tis good to raise 
 Your hearts and voices in his praise: 
 His nature and his works invite 
 To make this duty our delight. 
 
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 REJOICING 
 
 2 He form'dthe stars, those heavenly flames 
 He counts their numbers, calls theh" names 
 His wisdom 's vast, and knows no bound, 
 A deep where all our thoug-hts are di'own'd 
 
 S Sing" to the Lord; exalt him high. 
 Who spreads his clouds along" the sky ; 
 There he prepares the fruitful rain. 
 Nor lets the drops descend in vain. 
 
 4 He makes the grass the hills adorn : 
 He clothes the smiling fields with corn: 
 The beasts with food his hands supply. 
 And the young ravens when they cry. 
 
 5 What is the creature's skill or force ? 
 The sprightly man, or warlike horse ? 
 The piercing wit, the active limb ? 
 Are all too mean delights for him. 
 
 6 But saints are lovely in his sight. 
 He views his children with delight; 
 
 He sees their hope, he knows their fear, 
 He looks, and loves his image there. 
 
 HYMN 13L S. M. 
 
 1 A WAKE, and sing the song. 
 Of Moses and the Lamb ; 
 Wake, ev'ry heart and ev'ry tongue 
 To praise th^ Saviour's name. 
 
AND PRAISE. 
 
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 2 Sing of his dying* love , 
 
 Sing of his rising" power; 
 Sing how he intercedes above, 
 For those wliose sins he bore, 
 
 3 Sing on your heavenly way. 
 
 Ye ransom'd sinners^ sing ; 
 Sing on, rejoicing every day, 
 In Christ, th' eternal King.. 
 
 i Soon shall we hear him say, 
 "Ye blessed children, come 
 Soon will he call us hence away,, 
 And take his waud'rers home. 
 
 5 Soon shall our raptur'd tongue. 
 His endless praise proclaim ; 
 And sweeter voices tune the song 
 Of Moses and the Lamh. 
 
 HYMN 132. CM. 
 
 I A LL hail the power of Jesus' name^ 
 Let angels prostrate fall ; 
 Bring forth the royal diadem, 
 And crown him Lord of all. 
 
 3 Let high-born seraphs tune the lyre, 
 And as they tune it, fall, 
 Before his face, wiio tunes their choir^ 
 And crown him Lord of all 
 
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 REJOICING 
 
 3 Crown Idm, ye morning stars of light. 
 
 He fix'd this floating ball ; 
 Now haU the strength of Israel's might. 
 And crown him Lord of all. 
 
 4 Crown him, you martyrs of your God, 
 
 Who from his altar call; 
 Extol the stem of Jesse's rod. 
 And crown him Lord of all. 
 
 5 Ye seed of Israel's chosen race. 
 
 Ye ransom'd of the fall : 
 Hail him who saves you by his grace. 
 And crown him Lord of all. 
 
 "6 Hail him ye heirs of David's line. 
 Whom David Lord did call ; 
 The God incarnate, Man divine. 
 And crown him Lord of all. 
 
 7 Sinners ! whose love can ne'er forget. 
 The wormwood and the gall. 
 Go, spread your trophise at his feet, 
 And crown him Lord of all. 
 
 S Let ev'ry tribe and ev'ry tongue, 
 That hear the Saviour's call, 
 Now shout an universal song. 
 And crown him Lord of alL 
 
AND PRAISE. 
 
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 HYMN 133, C. M. 
 
 1 TNFINITE, unexhausted love; 
 
 Jesus and love are one^ 
 if still to me thy bowels move. 
 They are restrained to none. 
 
 2 What shall I do my God to love 3 
 
 My loving" God to praise ; 
 The length, & bredth, & height to prove, 
 And depth of sovereign grace ? 
 
 5 Thy sovereign grace to all extends 
 Immence and unconfin'd; 
 From age to age it never ends, 
 It reaches all mankind, 
 
 !^ Throughout the world its bredth is known 
 Wid-e as infinity : 
 So wide it never pass\l by one. 
 Or it had pass'd by me, 
 
 > My trespass was grown up to heaven. 
 But far above the skies, 
 Thrmigh Christ abundantly forgiven, 
 I see thy mercies rise. 
 
 '» The depth of all-redeeming love. 
 What angel tongue can tell ? 
 O may I to the utmost prove 
 The gift unspeakable ! 
 
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 REJOICING 
 
 7 Come quickly, gracious Lord, and tate 
 
 Possession of tliine own ; 
 My longing heart vouchsafe to make 
 Thine everlasting throne. 
 
 8 Assert thy claim, maintain thy right. 
 
 Come quickly from above; 
 And sink me to perfection's height. 
 The depth of humble love. 
 
 HYMN 134. 8 lines 8s. 
 
 1 rjlHOU shepherd of Israel and mine. 
 
 The joy 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 daj 
 
 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 a tree ; 
 My spirit to Calvary bear, 
 
 To suffer and triumph ys lilx thee. 
 
AND PRAISE. 
 
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 U *Tis there with the lambs of thy flock. 
 
 There only I covet to rest ; 
 To lie at the foot of the rock, 
 
 Or rise to be hid in thy breast: 
 'Tis there I would always abide. 
 
 And never a moment depart: 
 Conceal'd in the cleft of thy side, 
 
 Eternally held in thy heart, 
 
 HYMN 135. L. M. 
 
 L TOIN all who love the Saviour's name, 
 ^ To sing" his everlasting fame ; 
 Great God, prepare each heart and "foice. 
 In him forever to rejoice. 
 
 2 With him I daily love to walk, 
 Of him my soul delig-hts to talk ; 
 On him I cast my every care ; 
 y Like huTi one day I shall appear. 
 
 5 Take him for streng-th and righteousness, 
 Make him thy refug-e in distress ; 
 Love him above all earthly joy, 
 And him in every thing- employ. 
 
 t Praise him in cheerful, grateful songs, 
 To him your highest praise belongs ; 
 Blees him who does your heaven prepare. 
 And whom you'll praise for ever there. 
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 ilEjOICING 
 
 HYMN 136. 8s & ^s. 
 
 t /^OMEj thou Fount of every blessings 
 Tune my heart to sing* thy grace t 
 Streams of mercy never ceasing*. 
 
 Call for song's of loudest praise : 
 Teach me some melodious sonnet. 
 Sung* by flaming" tong-ues above ; 
 jPraise the mount-— I'm fix'd upon itt 
 Mount of thy redeeming* love ! 
 
 § Here I'll raise mine Ebenezerj 
 
 Hither by thy help I'm come ; 
 And I hope^ by thy good pleasure^ 
 
 Safel}'- to arrive at home. 
 ^ e^s soug*ht me when a strang*er, 
 
 Wand'ring* from the fold of God ; 
 lie, to rescue me from danger, 
 
 Intei'pos'd his precious blood ! 
 
 3 b ! to grace how great a debtor^ 
 
 Daily I'm constrain'd to be 1 
 Let thy goodness like a fetter. 
 
 Bind my wand'ring heart to thee : 
 JProne to wander, Lord, I feel it ; 
 
 Prone to leave the God I love — 
 Sere's my heart, O take and seal it ; 
 
 Seal it for thy coiu'ts above* 
 
AND PRAISE. 
 
 HYMN ISr. 4 6s & 2 8s. 
 
 1 ransom'd sinners, hear, 
 
 M. The prisoners of the Lord^ 
 And wait till Christ appear^ 
 
 According" to his word : 
 iRejoice in hope, rejoice with me^ 
 We shall from all our sins be free* 
 
 "2 Let others hug* their chains. 
 For sin and Satan plead) 
 And say, from sm's remains 
 They never can be freed; 
 Rejoice in hope, rejoice with me, 
 We shall from all our sins be free. 
 
 3 In God we put our trust ; 
 
 If we our sins confess, 
 Faithful is he, and just, 
 
 From all unrighteousness 
 To cleanse us all, both you and me 
 We shall from all our sins be free. 
 
 4 Surely in us the hope 
 
 Of g-lory shall appear; 
 Sinners, your heads lift up, 
 
 And see redemption near : 
 Ag-ain, I say, rejoice with me. 
 We shall from ail our sins be free. 
 
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 REJOICING 
 
 5 Who Jesus^ sufferings share, 
 
 My fellow prisoners now, 
 Ye soon the wreath shall wear 
 
 On your ti'imnphant brow : 
 Rejoice in hope, rejoice with me. 
 We shall from all our sins be free. 
 
 6 The word of God is sure. 
 
 And never can remove ; 
 We shall in heart be pure. 
 
 And perfected in love: 
 Rejoice in hope, rejoice with me. 
 We shall from all our sins be free, 
 
 7 Then let us gladly bring" 
 
 Oui* sacrifice of praise : 
 Let us give tlianks and sing. 
 
 And g'lory in his gi-ace : 
 Rejoi^.e in hope, rejoice with me. 
 We shall from all our sins be free. 
 
 HYMN 138. S. M. 
 
 1 I^OME, ye that love the Lord, 
 ^ And let your joys be known ; 
 Join in a song with sweet accord. 
 
 While ye surround liis throne. 
 
 2 Let those refuse to sing. 
 
 Who never knew our God : 
 But servants of the heavenl}* King 
 May speak their joys abroad. 
 
AND PRAISE. 
 
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 8 The God that rules on high, 
 That all the earth surveys, 
 That rides upon the stormy sky. 
 And calms the roaring* seas ; 
 
 4 This awful God is ours, 
 
 Our Father and our Love ; 
 He will send down his heavenly powers, 
 To carry us above. 
 
 5 There we shall see his face, 
 
 And never, never sin ; 
 There from the rivers of his grace 
 Drink endless pleasures in : 
 
 6 Yea, and before we rise 
 
 To that immortal state. 
 The thoughts of such amazing bliss 
 Should constant joys create. 
 
 7 The men of grace have found 
 
 Glory begun below : 
 Celestial fruit on earthly ground. 
 From faith and hope may grow: 
 
 8 Then let our songs abound. 
 
 And every tear be dry: 
 We're marching through Immanuel's 
 ground, 
 To fairer worlds on high. 
 
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 HYMN 139. L. M. | 
 
 1 irrAPPY the man that finds the grace,. 
 
 The blessing- of God's chosen race; 
 The wisdom coming" from above, 
 The faitli that sweetly works by love. 
 
 2 Happy beyond description, he 
 
 Who knows "the Saviour died for mel'* 
 The g-ift unspeakable obtains. 
 And heavenly understanding' gains. 
 
 3 Wisdom divine 5 who tells the price 
 Of wisdom's costly merchandise ? 
 Wisdom to silver we prefer. 
 
 And gold is dross compared to her. 
 
 4 Her hands are filPd with length of days. 
 True riches, and immortal praise : 
 Riches of Christ, on all bestow'd. 
 
 And honour that descends from God, 
 
 5 To purest joys she all invites, i 
 Chaste, holy, spiritual delights ; 
 
 Her ways are ways of pleasantness. 
 And all her flowery paths are peace, 
 
 6 Happy the man who wisdom gains : 
 Thrice happy who his guest retains : 
 He owns, and shall for ever own. 
 Wisdom, and Christ, and heaven are one,. 
 
AND PRAISE. 
 
 HYMN 140. 4 6s & 2 8s> 
 
 LET earth and heaven agree, 
 Ang'els and men be johiM, 
 To celebrate with me 
 
 The Saviour of naankind: 
 To' adore the all-atoning* Lamb, 
 ^nd bless the sound of Jesus' name^ 
 Jesus! transporting sound! 
 
 The joy of earth and heaven ; 
 No other help is found. 
 
 No other name is given, 
 By which we can salvation have ; 
 But Jesus came the world to save^ 
 Jesus I harmonious name ! 
 
 It charms the hosts above ; 
 They evermore proclaim, 
 
 And wonder at his love ! 
 'Tis all their happiness to gaze, 
 ^Tis heaven to see our Jesus' face, 
 
 His name the sinner hears. 
 And is from sin set free ; 
 
 'Tis music in his ears ; 
 'Tis life and victory : 
 
 New songs do now his lips employ^ 
 
 And dances his glad heart for joy. 
 
 Stung by the scorpion, sin, 
 My poor expiring v'^oul. 
 
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 REJOICING 
 
 The balmy sound drinks in, 
 
 And is at once made whole ; 
 See there my Lord upon the tree ! 
 I hear, I feel he died for me. 
 
 6 O unexampled love ! 
 
 O all-redeeming grace ! 
 How swiftly didst thou move 
 
 To save a fallen race ! 
 What shall I do to make it known. 
 What thou for all mankind hast done ? 
 
 7 O for a trumpet voice,- 
 
 On all the world to call ! 
 To bid their hearts rejoice 
 
 In him who died for all ! 
 Tor all my Lord was crucify'd ; 
 For all, for all my Saviour died. 
 
 HYMN 141. P. M. 
 
 1 1^ TELL me no more 
 
 vJ' of this world^s vain store. 
 The time for such trifles with me now is 
 
 A country I've found [o'er 
 
 Where true joys abound. 
 To dwell I'm determin'd on that happ}; 
 
 [ground 
 
 2 The souls that believe 
 In paradise live, 
 
AND PRAISE. 
 
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 And me in that number will Jesus receive: 
 
 My soul, don't delay — 
 
 He calls thee away, 
 Rise, follow thy Saviour, and bless that glad 
 
 [day. 
 
 3 No mortal doth know 
 What he can bestow. 
 
 What light, strength, and comfort — go after 
 Lo, onward I move [him, go ; 
 
 To a city above. 
 
 None guesses how wondrous my journey 
 
 [will prove. 
 
 4 Great spoils I shall win 
 From death, hell, and sin, 
 
 'Midst outward affliction shall feel Christ 
 And when I'm to die, [within : 
 
 Receive me, I'll cry. 
 
 For Jesus hath lov'd me, I cannot tell why. 
 
 5 But this I do find. 
 We two are so join'd. 
 
 He '11 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 neighbours may share 
 
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 REJOICING 
 
 These blessings : to seek them will none of 
 In bondag-e, O why, [you daref 
 
 And death will you he. 
 
 When one here assures you free g-race is so 
 
 [nigh I 
 
 HYMN 142. CM. 
 
 1 TVfY God the spring of all my joys, 
 ■^^M, The life of my delig-hts. 
 
 The g"lory of ray brig-htest day% 
 And comfort of my nights ! 
 
 2 In darkest shades, if tliou appear. 
 
 My dawning is begnn; 
 Tliou art my soul's bright morning star. 
 And thou my rising sun. 
 
 3 The opening heavens around me shine. 
 
 With beams of sacred bliss. 
 If Jesus shows his mercy mine. 
 And whispers I am his, 
 
 d My soul would leave this heavy clay. 
 At that transporting word. 
 Run up with joy the shining way. 
 To see and praise my Lord. 
 
 5 Fearless of hell and ghastly death, 
 I'd break through every foe ; 
 The wings of love and arms of faith, 
 Would bear me conqu'ror through. 
 
AND PRAISE. 
 
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 HYMN 143. C. M, 
 
 LET every tong'ue thy goodness speak. 
 Thou sovereign Lord of all, 
 Thy strengthening- hands uphold the wealc. 
 
 And raise the poor that fall. 
 When sorrows bow the spirit down. 
 
 When virtue lies distressed i 
 Beneath the proud oppressor's frown 
 Thou giv'st the mourner rest. 
 
 Thou know'st the pains thy servants feel. 
 Thou hear'st thy children's cry ; 
 
 And their best wishes to fulfil 
 Thy grace is ever nigh. 
 
 Thy mercy never shall remove 
 
 From men of heart sincere : 
 Thou sav'st the souls whose humble love 
 
 Is join'd with holy fear. 
 
 My lips shall dwell upon thy praise. 
 And spread thy fame abroad ; 
 
 l^et all the sons of Adam raise 
 The honours of their God, 
 
 HYMN 144, L, M, 
 
 BEFORE Jehovah's awful throne^ 
 Ye nations bow with sacred joy; 
 Know that the Lord is God alone, 
 Jle can create, and he destroy. 
 
144 
 
 REJOICING 
 
 2 His sovereign power, without our aid, t 
 
 Made us of clay, and form'd us men ; 
 And when hke wand'ring' sheep we stray'< 
 He brought us to his fold again. 
 
 3 We'll crowd thy gates with thankful song 
 
 High as the heavens our voices raise : 
 And earth, with her ten thousand tongue; 
 Shall fill thy courts with sounding prais( 
 
 4 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 
 
 HYMN 145. P. M, 
 
 1 f \ THOU God of my salvation. 
 
 My Redeemer from all sin ; 
 Mov'd by thy divine compassion. 
 Who hast died m.y heart to win, 
 
 I will praise thee, I will praise thee' 
 Where shall I thy praise begin ? 
 
 2 Though unseen, I love the Saviour ; 
 
 He hath brought salvation near ; 
 Manifests his pard'ning favour; 
 And when Jesus doth appear, 
 
 Soul and body. 
 Shall his glorious image bear. 
 
AND PRAISE. 
 
 While the angel choirs are crying*, 
 
 Glory to the gi-eat I AM ! 
 I with them will still be vying". 
 
 Glory ! glory to the Lamb ! 
 O how precious, 
 Is the sound of Jesus' name ! 
 
 Angels now are ho v 'ring round us, 
 Unperceiv'd they mix the throng, 
 
 Wond'ring at the love that crown'd i 
 Glad to join the holy song : 
 Hallelujah! 
 
 Love and praise to Clirist belong! 
 
 Now I see with joy and wonder. 
 Whence the gracious spring arose 
 
 Angel minds are lost to ponder. 
 Dying love's mysterious cause ; 
 Yet the blessing, 
 
 Down to all, to me it flows ! 
 
 This hath set me all on fire ; 
 
 Strongly glows the flame of love ; 
 Higher mounts my soul, and higher. 
 
 Struggles for its swift remove ; 
 Then I'll praise him. 
 In a nobler strain above ! 
 
146 
 
 HEJOICING 
 
 HYIVIN 146. C. M, I 
 
 1 f \ 'Tis delig-ht without alloy, 
 
 Jesus, to hear thy name ; 
 My spirit leaps with inward joy^ 
 I feel the sacred flame. 
 
 2 My passions hold a pleasing* reign, 
 ' When love inspires my breast. 
 
 Love, the divinest of the train, 
 The sovereign of the rest. 
 
 3 This is the grace must live and sing> 
 
 When faith and hope shall cease. 
 Must sound from every joyful strings 
 Through the sweet groves of bliss, 
 
 4 Let life immortal seize my clay ; 
 
 Let love refine m}'^ blood ; 
 Her flames can bear my soid away, 
 Can bring me near my God. 
 
 5 Swift I ascend the heavenly place, 
 
 And hasten to my home, 
 I leap to meet the kind embrace, 
 I come, O Lord, I come. 
 
 6 Sink down, ye separating hills. 
 
 Let sin and death remove ; 
 'Tis love that drives my chariot wheels. 
 And death must yield to love. 
 
AND PRAISE* 
 
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 HYMN 147. V. 
 
 1 trow happy are they. 
 
 Who their Saviour obey, 
 And have laid tip their treasure above? 
 Tong-ue cannot express 
 The sweet comfort and peace 
 Of a soul in its earliest love ! 
 
 2 That comfort was mine, 
 When the favour divine 
 
 1 first found in the bood of the Lamb! 
 
 When my heart it believ'd> 
 
 What a joy I receiv'd, 
 What a hfcaven in Jesus^s name ! 
 
 3 ^Twas a heaven below 
 My Redeemer to know, 
 
 The ang-els could do nothing" mora, 
 
 Than fiill at his feet, 
 
 And the story repeat, 
 And the Lover of sinners adore, 
 
 4 Jesus all the day long- 
 Was my jOy and my song" : 
 
 O that all his salvation mig-ht see ! 
 
 He hath lov^d me, I cried. 
 
 He hath sulFer'd and died, 
 To redeem such a rebel as me> 
 
148 
 
 REJOICING 
 
 5 On the wings of his love, 
 I was carried above 
 
 All sin, and temptation, and pain ; 
 I could not believe 
 That I ever should grieve. 
 
 That I ever should suffer again. 
 
 6 I rode on the sky, 
 Freely justified I, 
 
 Nor did envy Elijah his seat: 
 
 My soul mounted higher 
 
 In a chariot of fire. 
 And the moon it was under my feet. 
 
 7 O the rapturous height 
 Of that holy delight 
 
 Which I felt in the life-giving blood ! 
 
 Of my Saviour possest, 
 
 I was perfectly blest, 
 As if filPd with the fulness of God. 
 
 HYJVIN 148. P.M. 
 
 1 f \ IF the Lamb had not been slain. 
 To save us from perdition, 
 And everlasting life to gain, 
 
 What had been our condition ? 
 But since poor sinners favoured ar^. 
 To have a friend so very dear, 
 We cannot but be happy. 
 
AND PRAISE. 
 
 149 
 
 As pardon'd sinners, we rejoice 
 
 Willi Jesus' congregation ; 
 Above all other thing-s we prize 
 
 His bitter death and passion ; 
 His wounds, his tears, and bloody sweat 
 We bear in mind, and can't forget 
 
 His unexampled mercy. 
 
 0 brethren! let us raise our hearts 
 To praise the King of glory ; 
 
 And let us all with one accord, 
 
 Sing glory, glory, glory. 
 Ye angels join with saints to sing, 
 And make the heavenly arches ring. 
 
 With glory, hallelujahs 
 
 HYMN 149. P. M. 
 
 1 IIJOW precious is the name! 
 -"L Brethren sing, brethren sing. 
 How precious is the name, 
 
 Brethren sing* ! 
 How precious is the name 
 Of Christ, the paschal Lamb, 
 Who bore our guilt and shame 
 On the tree, on the tree. 
 Who bore our guilt and shame 
 
 On the tree, 
 
 2 I've ^ven all for Christ, 
 He my all, he 's my all, 
 
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150 
 
 REJOICING 
 
 I've given all for Christ, 
 
 He my all ; 
 I've given all for Christ, 
 And my spirit cannot rest, 
 Unless he's in my breast, 
 Reigning there, reigning there, 
 U nless he 's in my breast. 
 
 Reigning there. 
 
 S His easy yoke I'll bear 
 With delight, with delight. 
 His easy yoke I'll bear 
 
 With delight; 
 His easy yoke I'll bear. 
 And his cross I will not fear ; 
 His name I ¥/ill declare. 
 Ever more, ever more. 
 His name I will declare. 
 Ever more. 
 
 4 And when we all get home, 
 We will sing, we v/ill sing, 
 And when we all get home, 
 
 We will sing ; 
 And when we all get home. 
 Around our Father's thi'one. 
 And myriads join the theme. 
 We'll sing on, we'll sing on, 
 And myriads join the theme. 
 We'll sing on. 
 
AND PRAISE. 151 
 
 \ 
 
 HYMN 150. C. M. 
 
 CJING to the Lord, Jehovah's name, 
 ^ And in his strength rejoice ; 
 When his salvation is our theme, 
 Exalted be our voice. 
 
 With thanks approach his awful sight. 
 
 And psalms of honour sing ; 
 The Lord 's a Ood of boundless might. 
 
 The whole creation's King^ 
 
 Come and with humble souls adore, 
 
 Come kneel before his face ; 
 O may the creatures of liis power 
 
 Be children of his grace. 
 Now is the time he bends his ear. 
 
 And waits for your request ; 
 Come, least he rouse his wrath and swear, 
 
 «Ye shall not see my rest.'* 
 
 HYMN 151. CM, 
 
 I'VE found the pearl of greatest price j 
 My heart exults with joy ; 
 And sing I must — a Christ I have, 
 O what a Christ have I ! 
 
 Christ is my father and my friend. 
 
 My brother and my love ; 
 My head, my hope, my counsellor, 
 
 My advocate above. 
 
152 
 
 REJOICING 
 
 3 My Christ, he is the heav'n of heav' 
 My Clirist, what shall I call ? 
 My Christ is first, my Christ is last. 
 My Christ is all in all,. 
 
 HYMN 152. P. M. 
 
 1 l^Y soul's full of glory,. 
 
 Inspiring my tongue ; 
 Could I meet with angels, 
 
 I would sing them a song ; 
 I would sing of my Jesus, 
 
 And tell of his charms. 
 And beg them to bear me 
 
 To his loving arms. 
 
 2 Methinks they're assembling". 
 
 To hear what I sing ; 
 Well pleas'^d to hear mortals 
 Thus praising their King. 
 
 0 angels, O angels ! 
 My soul 's in a flame,^ 
 
 1 sing in sweet raptures 
 
 Of Jesus's name. 
 
 3 Sweet Spirit attend me. 
 
 Till Jesus shall come, 
 Protect and defend me, 
 
 Till I*m conveyed home : 
 Though worms my poor body 
 
AND PRIASE. 
 
 May claim as their prey, 
 ^ Twill outshine, when rising*, 
 The sun at noon-day. 
 
 4 The sun shall be darken' d, 
 
 The moon turn'd to blood ; 
 The world all on fire, 
 
 With th' vengeance of God : 
 While lig-hfuing-s are flashing". 
 
 And thunders do roar. 
 Undaunted I'll triumph. 
 
 On fair Canaan's shore. 
 
 5 The smiles of brig-ht g"lory, 
 
 Appear on my soul ; 
 I sink in brig-ht visions, 
 
 I view the brig-ht goal. 
 My soul w^hile I'm sing-ing*. 
 
 Is leaping" to g-o, 
 This moment for heaven, 
 
 I'd leave all below. 
 
 6 Farewell my dear brethren. 
 
 The Lord bids me come ; 
 Farewell, my dear sisters, 
 
 I'm now g'oing- home ; 
 Bright angels are whispering 
 
 So sweet in my ear, 
 Away to my Saviour, 
 
 The spirit shall steer. 
 
154 CHRISTIAN FELLOWSHIP*. 
 
 7 I^m goings, I'm going". 
 
 But what do I see ? 
 'Tis Jesus in g'lory, 
 
 Appears unto me. 
 To heaven, to heaven, 
 
 I^m going-, I'm gone. 
 All gloiy ! O glory ! 
 
 'Tis finish' d, 'tis done. 
 
 CHRISTIAN FELLOWSHIP; 
 
 HYMN 153. P. 
 
 1 ijlROM whence does the union arise. 
 
 That hatred is conquer'd by love ? 
 It fastens our souls with such ties. 
 That distance, nor time can remove. 
 
 2 It cannot in Eden be found. 
 
 Nor yet in a Paradise lost; 
 It grows on Immanuel's ground, 
 And Jesus' dear blood it did cost. 
 
 3 My friends once so dear unto me. 
 
 Our souls so united in love ; 
 Where Jesus is gone, we shall be,, 
 In yonder blest mansion above. 
 
CHRISTIAN FELLOWSHIP. 155 
 
 t- O ! why then so loth for to part ? 
 
 Since there we shall all meet again, 
 Eng-rav'd on ImmanuePs heart. 
 At a distance we cannot remain. 
 
 > And then we shall see that bright day^ 
 And join with the angels above. 
 Set free from the prisons of clay. 
 United in Jesus's love. 
 
 ) With Jesus we ever shall reign. 
 And all his bright glory shall see^ 
 Singing hallelujahs, amenj 
 Amen! even so let it be. 
 
 HYMN 154. S. M. 
 
 t \ ND are we yet alive. 
 
 And see each other's face ? 
 Glory and praise to Jesus give^ 
 For his redeeming grace ! 
 
 2 Preserv'd by power divine 
 
 To full salvation here. 
 Again in Jesus' praise we join^,, 
 And m his sight appear. 
 
 3 What troubles have we seen ! 
 
 What conflicts have we past f 
 Fightings without, and fears withinj^ 
 Since we assembled last; 
 
156 CHRISTIAN FELLOWSHIP. 
 
 4 But out of all the Lord 
 
 Hath broug"ht us by his love ; 
 And still he doth his help afford. 
 And hides our life above. 
 
 3 Then let us make our boast 5 
 Of his redeeming* power. 
 Which saves us to the uttermost, 
 Tillive can sin no more. 
 
 6 Let us take up the cross. 
 Till we the crown obtain ; 
 And gladly reckon all thing's loss. 
 So we may Jesus gain. 
 
 HYMN 155. C. M. 
 
 1 IXOW sweet, how heav'nly is the sighi 
 
 When those who love the Lord, 
 In one another's peace dehght. 
 And so fulfil his word ! 
 
 2 O may we feel each brother^s sig-h, 
 
 And with him bear a part ; 
 May sorrows flow from eye to eye, 
 And joy from heart to heart. 
 
 3 Free us from envy, scorn and pride. 
 
 Our wishes fix above ; 
 May each his brother's failings hide, 
 And show a brother's love. 
 
CHRISTIAN FELLOWSHIP. 157 
 
 i Let love, in one delightful stream, 
 Through every bosom flow : 
 And union sweet and dear esteem, 
 In every action glow, 
 
 5 Love is the golden chain that binds 
 The happy souls above: 
 And he ^s an heir of heaven that finds 
 His bosom glow with love. 
 
 HYMN 156. C. M. 
 
 1 TESUS, united by thy grace, 
 ^ And each to each endear'd; 
 With confidence we seek thy face 
 And know our pray'r is heard. 
 
 Still let us own our common Lord, 
 And bear thine easy yoke, 
 
 A band of love, a three-fold cord. 
 Which never can be broke. 
 
 3 Make us into one spirit drink. 
 
 Baptize into thy name ; 
 And let us always kindly think. 
 And sweetly speak the same. 
 
 4 Touch'd by the loadstone of thy love, 
 
 Let all our hearts agree : 
 And ever t' wards each other move, 
 And ever move t'wards thee. 
 
158 CHRISTIAN FELLOWSHIP. 
 
 HYMN 157. C. M. 
 
 1 TESUS, gi-eat shepherd of the sheepj, 1 
 ^ To thee for help we fly : 
 Thy Uttle flock in safety keep. 
 
 For, O ! the wolf is nig^h I 
 
 2 He comes, of hellish malice full. 
 
 To scatter, tear, and slay ; 
 He seizes every strag-g-ling- soul. 
 As his own lawful prey. 
 
 3 Us into thy protection take. 
 
 And gather with thy arm ; 
 Unless the fold we first forsake. 
 The wolf can never harm. 
 
 4 We laugh to scorn his cruel power. 
 
 While by our Shepherd^s side ; 
 The sheep he never can devour. 
 Unless he first divide. 
 
 5 O do not suffer him to part 
 
 The souls that here ag-ree : 
 But make us of one mind and heartj^ 
 And keep us one in thee I 
 
 6 Together let us sweetly live, 
 
 Together let us die ; 
 And each a starry crown receivCij 
 And reig-n above the sky. 
 
CHRISTIAN FELLOWSHIP. 159 
 
 HYMN 158. C. M. 
 
 1 "fJLEST be the dear uniting love. 
 
 That will not let us part; 
 Our bodies may far off remove, 
 We still are one in heart. 
 
 2 Join'd in one spirit to our Head, 
 
 Where he appoints we go; 
 And still in Jesus* footsteps tread* 
 And show his praise below. 
 
 3 O may we ever walk in him. 
 
 And nothing know beside, 
 Nothing desire, nothing esteem,, 
 But Jesus crucify*d ! 
 
 4 Closer and closer let us cleave 
 
 To his beloved embrace ; 
 Expect his fulness to receive. 
 And grace to answer grace. 
 
 5 Partakers of the Saviour's grace. 
 
 The same in mind and heart. 
 Nor joy, nor grief, nor time, nor places, 
 Nor life, nor death can part, 
 
 6 But let us hasten to the day. 
 
 Which shall our flesh restore ; 
 When death shall all be done away,, 
 And bodies part no more. 
 
160 CHRISTIAN FELLOWSHIP. 
 
 HYM!N 159. C. M. ! 
 
 1 I^UR souls by love tog-ether knit, 
 
 Cemented, mix'd in one ; 
 One hope, one heart, one mind, one voice; 
 ^Tis heaven on earth begun! 
 
 2 Our hearts have burnt while Jesus spake, 
 
 And g-low^d with sacred fire ; 
 He stop'd and talk'd, and fed and blest. 
 And fili'd th' enlarg-'d desire. 
 
 -3 The little cloud increases still, « 
 The heavens are big* with rain ; 
 W e haste to catch the teeming* show'p, 
 And all its moisture drain, 
 
 4 A rill, a stream, a torrent flows ! 
 
 But pour a mig-hty flood ; 
 O sweep the nations, shake the earth, 
 Till all proclaim thee God. 
 
 5 And when thou mak^st thy jewels up, ■ 
 
 And set'st thy starry crown ; 
 When all thy sparkling* gems shall shine, 
 Proclaimed by thee thine own. 
 
 6 May we, a little band of love. 
 
 Be fully sav'd by g-race ; 
 From g*lory unto g-lory chang-'d, 
 Behold thee face to face! 
 
CHRISTIAN FELLOWSHIP. 161 
 
 HYMN 160. C. M. 
 
 1 A LL praise to our redeeming Lord, 
 
 Who joins us by his grace, 
 And bids us each to each restored. 
 Together seek his face. 
 
 2 He bids us build each other up. 
 
 And gathered into one, 
 To our high caUing's glorious hope. 
 We hand in hand go on. 
 
 3 The gift which he on one bestows,^ 
 
 We all delight to prove. 
 The grace through ev'ry vessel flows. 
 In purest streams of love. 
 
 4 Ev'n now we speak and think the same,. 
 
 And cordially agree. 
 United all through Jesus' name. 
 In perfect harmony » 
 
 5 We all partake the joy of one. 
 
 The common peace we feel; 
 A peace to sensual minds unknown, 
 A joy unspeakable. 
 
 6 And if our fellowship belov/ 
 
 In Jesus be so sweet. 
 What height of rapture shall we know, 
 When round his throne we meet I 
 
162 CHRISTIAN FELLOWSHIP, 
 
 HYMN 161. S. M. 
 
 1 T|LEST be the tie that binds 
 
 Our hearts in Christian love ; 
 The fellowship of kindred minds 
 Is like to that above. 
 
 2 Before our Father's throne. 
 
 We pour our ardent prayers ; 
 Our fears, our hopes, our aims are one, 
 Our comforts and our cares. 
 
 3 We share our mutual woes; 
 
 Our mutual burdens bear ; 
 And often for each other flows 
 The sympathizing- tear, 
 
 4 When we asunder part. 
 
 It g-ives us inv/ard pain, 
 But we shall still be join'd in heart, 
 And hope to meet ag^ain. 
 
 5 This glorious hope revives 
 
 Our courage by the way ; 
 While each in expectation lives, 
 And long's to see the day. 
 
 6 From sorrow, toil, and pain, 
 
 And sin we shall be free ; 
 And perfect love and friendship reig'n 
 Throug^li all eternity. 
 
CHRISTIAN FELLOWSHIP. 16S 
 HYMN 162. P. M. 
 
 1 ^ Tl/rri^ scenes of confusion and creature 
 
 complaints, 
 Row sweet to my soul is communion with 
 saints ; 
 
 To find at the banquet of mercy there's 
 room. 
 
 And feel in the presence of Jesus at home. 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 Home, home, sweet, sweet home. 
 
 Prepare me, dear Saviour, for glory, my home^ 
 
 2 Sweet bonds that unite all the children of 
 
 peace, 
 
 And thrice precious Jesus, whose love 
 
 cannot cease, 
 Tho' oft from thy presence in sadness I 
 
 roam : 
 
 I long to behold thee, in glory at home. 
 
 3 1 long from this body of clay to be free. 
 Which hinders my joy and communion 
 
 with thee : 
 Tho' nDW my temptations like billows 
 may foam. 
 
 All, all will be peace, when I'm with thee 
 at home. 
 
n 
 
 164 CHRISTIAN FELLOWSHIP, 
 
 4 While here in the valley of conflict 
 
 stay, 
 
 O give me submission and strength as 
 day; 
 
 In all my afflictions to thee would 
 come, 
 
 Rejoicing in hope of my glorious home, 
 
 5 V/hate^er thou deniest, O give me th] 
 
 grace, 
 
 The Spirit's sure witness, and smiles o* 
 thy face : 
 
 Indulge me with patience to wait at thy 
 throne. 
 
 And find even now a sweet foretaste oi 
 home. 
 
 6 I long, dearest Lord, in thy beauties tc 
 
 shine, 
 
 No more as an exile, in sorrow to pine. 
 And in thy dear image, arise from the 
 tomb. 
 
 With glorified millions to praise thee at 
 home. 
 
165 
 
 PRAYER AND INTERCESSION. 
 
 HYMN 163. C. M. 
 
 MY lovely Jesus, while on earth, 
 Arose before 'twas day. 
 And to a solitary place, 
 Departed, there to pray. 
 
 I'll do as did my blessed Lord j 
 
 His footsteps I will trace ; 
 I love to meet him in the grove. 
 
 And view liis smiling- face. 
 
 Early I'll rise, and sing* and pray. 
 
 While I the lig-ht enjoy ; 
 May this bless'd work from day to day, 
 
 My heart and tong-ue employ. 
 
 HYMN 164, C, M, 
 
 OUR Father, who in heaven art, 
 All hallow 'd be thy name ; 
 Thy king-dom come, thy will be done 
 Throug-hout this earthly frame.. 
 
 As cheerfully as 'tis with those 
 Who dwell with thee on hig'h ; 
 
 Lord, let thy bounty day by day. 
 Our daily wants supply. 
 
166 
 
 PRAYER ANii 
 
 3 As we forgive our enemies, S 
 
 Thy pardon, Lord, we crave • 
 Into temptation lead us not. 
 But us from evil save. 
 
 4 For kingdom, power and glory, all 
 
 Belong, O Lord, to thee ; 
 Thine from eternity they were, ' ^ 
 
 And thine shall ever be. 
 
 HYMN 165. L. M. 
 
 2] 
 
 1 "l^I^AY'R is appointed to convey, 
 ^ The blessings God designs to give : 
 Long as they live should Christians pray. 
 For only v/hile they pray, they Hve. , 
 
 '2 The Christian's heart the pray'r indites. 
 He speaks as prompted from within ; 
 The Spirit his petition writes, 
 And Christ receives and gives it in. ^ 
 
 5 And shall we in dead silence lie, 
 
 - When Christ stands waiting for our pray'r? 
 My soul, thou hast a friend on high. 
 Arise and try thy interest there. 
 
 4 If pains afRict, or wrongs oppress, . j 
 If cares distract, or fears dismay. 
 If guilt deject, or sins distress. 
 The remedy before thee — ^pray. 
 
INTERCESSION, 
 
 167 
 
 5 Depend on Christ, thou canst not fail; 
 Make all thy wants and wishes knov/n ; 
 Fear not — his merits must prevail ! 
 Ask what thou wilt, it shall be done. 
 
 HYMN 166. L. M. 
 
 1 1|^^HAT various hind'rances we meet 
 ^» In coming" to the mercy-seat ; 
 Yet who that knows the worth of pray'r, 
 
 1 But wish us to be often there ? 
 
 2 Pray'r makes the darkened cloud withdraw 
 Pray'r climbs the ladder Jacob saw; 
 Gives exercise to faith and love, 
 
 Bring-s every blessing" from above. 
 
 3 Restraining- pray'r, we cease to fight; 
 Pray'r makes the Christian's armour bright 
 And Satan trembles when he sees. 
 
 The weakest saint upon his knees. 
 
 4 Were half the breath that's vainly spent, 
 To heaven in supplication sent. 
 
 Our cheerful song" would oft'ner be, 
 "Hear what the Lord has done for me I" 
 
 HYMN 16r. C. M. 
 
 1 "1" ORD, in thy courts we now appear, 
 -^-^ And bow before thy throne; 
 Before our lips beg-in to move, 
 Our wants to thee are known. 
 
168 
 
 PRAYER AND 
 
 2 Thou know'st the langiiage of the heart. 
 
 The meaning" of a sig-h ; 
 Dear Father, hear our humble pray'r. 
 And bring thy blessing's nig-h. 
 
 3 Few be our words, and short our pray'rs. 
 
 While we tog-ether meet ; 
 Short duties keep th' attention up. 
 And make devotion sweet. 
 
 HYMN 168. C. M. 
 
 1 "pRAY'R is the soul's sincere desire, 
 ^ Utter'd or unexpress'd, 
 
 The motion of a hidden fire, 
 That trembles in the breast. 
 
 2 Pray'r is the burden of a sig-h. 
 
 The falling of a tear ; 
 The upward glancing of an eye. 
 When none but God is near. 
 
 3 Pfay'r is the simplest form of speech 
 
 That infant lips can try ; 
 Pray'r the sublimest strains that reach 
 The majesty on high. 
 
 4 Pray*r is the Christian's vital breath, .i 
 
 The Christian's native air, 
 His watchword at the gate of death — 
 He enters heaven with pray'r. 
 
INTERCESSION. 
 
 169 
 
 5 Pray'r is the contrite sinner's voice, 
 
 Returning' from his ways, 
 While angels in their songs rejoice, 
 And cry, "Behold, he prays." 
 
 6 O Thou, by whom we come to God, 
 
 The life, the truth, the way, 
 The path of pray'r thyself hast trod: 
 "Lord, teach us how to pray." 
 
 HYMN 169. C. M. 
 
 1 ^EE, Jesus, thy disciples see, 
 ^ The promised blessing* give ! 
 Met in thy name, we look to thee. 
 
 Expecting" to receive. 
 
 2 Thee we expect, our faithful Lord, 
 
 Who in thy name are join'd; 
 We wait according to thy word. 
 Thee in the midst to find. 
 
 3 With us thou art assembled here. 
 
 But, O ! thyself reveal ! 
 Son of the living* God, appear ! 
 Let us thy presence feeL 
 
 4 Breathe on us, Lord, in this our day, 
 
 And these dry bones shall live ; 
 Speak peace into our hearts, and say, 
 "The Holy Ghost receive." 
 
PRAYER AND 
 
 5 Whom now we seek, O may we meet! 
 
 Jesus, the Cmcify^d; 
 Show us thy bleeding* hands and feet. 
 Thou who for us hast died. 
 
 6 Cause us the record to receive ! 
 
 Speak, and the tokens show, 
 "O be not faithless, but believe 
 In Me, who died for you V 
 
 HYMN irO. S. M. 
 
 1 IVfY God, my life, my love, 
 •i^-i- To thee, to thee I call : 
 I cannot live if thou remove. 
 
 For thou art all in all. 
 
 2 Thy shining* grace can cheer 
 
 This dung'eon where I dwell : 
 ^Tis paradise when thou art here. 
 If thou depart 'tis hell. 
 
 3 The smilings of thy face. 
 
 How amiable they are ! 
 'Tis heaven to rest in thine embrace,. 
 And no where else but there. 
 
 4 To tliee, and thee alone, 
 
 The ang-els owe their bliss ; 
 They sit around thy gracious throne* 
 And dwell where Jesus is. 
 
INTERCESSION. 
 
 171 
 
 S Not all the harps above, 
 
 Can make a heavenly place. 
 If God his residence remove, 
 Or but conceal his face. 
 
 5 Nor earth, nor all the sky. 
 Can one delig-ht afford; 
 No, not one drop of real joy. 
 Without thy presence, Lord. 
 
 Thou art the sea of love. 
 
 Where all my pleasures roll : 
 
 The circle where my passions movCs, 
 And centre of my soul, 
 
 ^ To thee my spirits fly. 
 With in%iite desire : 
 And yet how far from thee I lie ! 
 O Jesus, raise me higher, 
 
 HYMN 171. L. M, 
 
 1 T^/¥Y hope, my all, my Saviour thou, 
 If J. Xo thee, lo, now my soul I bow j 
 I feel the bliss thy wounds impart, 
 
 I find thee. Saviour, 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, Saviour, near thy side, 
 
IT'S phayeh and 
 
 3 Correct, reprove, and comfort me ; | ^ 
 As I have need, my Saviour be : 
 
 And if I would from thee depart. 
 Then clasp me. Saviour, to thy heart. 
 
 4 In fierce temptation's darkest hour, ^ 
 Save me from sin and Satan's power j 
 Tear every idol from thy throne, 
 
 And reign, my Saviour, reign alone. 
 
 5 My suffering time shall soon be o'er, | ^ 
 Then shall I sigh and Weep no more ; 
 My ransom'd soul shall soar away, 
 
 To sing thy praise in endless day. 
 
 HYMNm. CM. 
 
 1 "C^ATHER, I stretch my hands to thee, 1 
 ^ No other help I know ; 
 
 If thou withdraw thyself from me. 
 Ah, whither shall I go ? 
 
 2 What did thine only Son endure, 2 
 
 Before I drew my breath ! 
 What pain, what labour, to secure 
 My soul from endless death ! 
 
 3 O Jesus, could I this believe, 
 
 I now should feel thy power : 
 Now my poor soul thou wouldst retrieve 
 Nor let me wait one hour. 
 
INTERCESSION* 
 
 4 Author of faith, to thee T lift 
 
 My weary, long-ing* eyes : 
 O let me now receive that g-ift, 
 My soul without it dies. 
 
 5 Surely thou canst not let me die ; 
 
 O speak, and I 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* voicCj 
 And taste thy pard'ning grace ! 
 
 HYMN 173. C. M. 
 
 1 TESUS, the all-restoring Word, 
 ^ My fallen spirit's hope, 
 After thy lovely likeness. Lord, 
 
 Ah, when shall I wake up ! 
 
 2 Thou, O my God, thou only art 
 
 The Life, the Truth, the Way; 
 Quicken my soul, instruct my heart, 
 My sinking foot^eps stay. 
 
 3 Of all thou hast in earth below. 
 
 In heaven above te give. 
 Give me thy only love to know, 
 In thee to walk and live. 
 
174 
 
 PRAYER AND 
 
 4 Fill me with all the life of love ; 
 
 In mystic union join 
 Me to thyself, and let me prove 
 The fellowship divine. 
 
 5 Open the intercourse between 
 
 My longing" soul and thee, 
 Never to be broke off again 
 To all eternity. 
 
 HYMN 174. C. M, 
 
 1 T ORD, all I am is known to thee ; 
 
 In vain my soul would try 
 To shun thy presence, or to flee 
 The notice of thinfe eye. 
 
 2 Thy all-surrounding" sight surveys 
 
 My rising and my rest, 
 My public walks, my private ways. 
 The secrets of my breast. 
 
 3 My thoughts lie open to thee, Lord, . 
 
 Before they're form'd within. 
 And ere my lips pronounce the word. 
 Thou know'st the sense I mean. 
 
 4 O wondrous knowledge ! deep and high 
 
 Where can a creature liide ? 
 Within thy circling arms I lie^ 
 Beset on every side. 
 
INTERCESSION. 
 
 175 
 
 So let thy grace surround me still, 
 
 And like a bulwark prove, 
 To g-uard my soul from every ill, 
 
 Secur'd by sovereign love. 
 
 HYMN 175. L. M. 
 
 SHEPHERD of souls, with pitying* eye. 
 The thousands of our Israel see : 
 To thee in tlieir behalf we cry. 
 
 Ourselves but newly found in tlfee. 
 
 ! See where o'er desert wastes they err. 
 And neither food nor feeder have ; 
 Nor fold, nor place of refuge near ; 
 For no man cares their souls to save, 
 
 1 Wild as the untaught Indian's brood. 
 The Christian savages remain ; 
 Strangers, yea, enemies to God, 
 
 They make tliee spill thy blood in vain, 
 
 1) Thy people, Lord, are sold for nought; 
 Nor know they their Redeemer nig'h : 
 They perish whom thyself hast bought; 
 Their souls for lack of knowledge die. 
 
 ) The pit its mouth hath open'd wide. 
 To swallow VP its careless prey : 
 Why should they die, when thou hast died? 
 Hast died to bear tlieir sins away ? 
 
176 
 
 PRAYER AND 
 
 6 Why should the foe thy purchase seize 
 
 Remember, Lord, thy dying groans : 
 The meed of all thy sufferings these ; 
 O claim them for thy ransomed ones. 
 
 7 Extend to these thy pard'ning grace : 
 
 To these be thy salvation show'd i 
 O add them to thy chosen race ! 
 
 O sprinkle all their hearts with blood 
 
 8 Still let the publicans draw near : 
 
 Open the door of faith and heaven ; 
 And grant their hearts thy word to hear, 
 And witness all their sins forgiven. 
 
 HYMN 176. C. M. 
 
 1 "[jrERE, in the presence of our God, 
 -ML WeVe met to seek his face : 
 O let us feel th' eternal Word, 
 
 And feast upon thy grace. 
 
 2 O may this be a happy hour 
 
 To every mourning soul ; 
 Display thy love, make known thy pow'r, 
 And make the wounded whole. 
 
 3 O may a spark of heavenly fire, 
 
 Each stupid soul inflame : 
 And sacred love our hearts inspire, 
 To praise thy worthy name. 
 
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INTERCESSION. 177 
 
 Let every soul the Saviour see. 
 
 And taste his heavenly love : 
 And every heart for ever be 
 
 In praise to thee above. 
 
 And when our mortal days are o'er, 
 
 And we shall hence remove, 
 Help us to thy right hand to soar. 
 
 Thine endless love to prove. 
 
 HYMN 177. L. M. 
 
 ONCE more a pleasant interview 
 The Lord doth grant us, to renew 
 Our social friendship, kind and dear ; 
 Our hearts to warm, our souls to cheer. 
 
 While we were absent far abroad. 
 We saw the kindness of our God ; 
 Therefore his love let us adore. 
 That we are here alive once more. 
 
 How many souls have launched away 
 To everlasting night or day ! 
 In sickness many more remain. 
 Whilst we our life and health retain. 
 
 Into his presence let us haste. 
 And thank him for his favours past ; 
 Down on your knees devoutly all. 
 Before the Lord, our maker, fall. 
 
178 
 
 PRAYER AND 
 
 , HYMN 178. L. M. 
 
 1 "l^lThere two or three, with sweet accoi 
 
 ^ ^ Obedient to their sovereigri Lord 
 Meet to recount his acts of gTace, 
 And offer solemn prayer and praise : 
 
 2 '^There/' says the Saviour, "will I be 
 Amid that little company ; ' 
 To them unveil my smiling* face, 
 
 And shed my glory round the place.'* 
 
 3 We meet at thy command, dear Lord, 
 Relying- on thy faithful word : 
 
 O send thy Spirit from above. 
 
 And fill our hearts with heavenly love. 
 
 HYMN 179. 6 lines 8s. 
 
 1 TEStJS, thou sovereig-n Lord of all, 
 ^ The same through one eternal day. 
 Attend thy feeblest follower's call. 
 
 And O, instruct us hovv^ to pray ! 
 Pour out the supplicating- g-race. 
 And stir us up to seek thy face. 
 
 2 We cannot think a gracious thought. 
 
 We cannot feel a good desire, 
 Till thou, who ca-lPdst a world from nougl: 
 
 The power into our hearts inspire; 
 And then we in the Spirit groan. 
 And then we give thee back thine own. 
 
INTERGESSIONi. 
 
 179 
 
 J Jesus, regard the joint complaint, 
 Of ail thy tempted followers here. 
 And now supply the common want. 
 And send us down the Comforter, 
 The Spirit of ceasless prayer impart. 
 And fix tliy Ag-ent in our heart, 
 i . 
 
 |.- Come in thy pleading* Spirit down, 
 To us who for thy coming- stay ; 
 Of all thy gifts we ask but one, 
 
 We ask the constant power to pray ; 
 InduJg-e us, Lord, in this request, 
 Thou canst not then deny the rest. 
 
 HYMN 180. S. >L 
 
 JESUS, my Lord, attend 
 Thy feeble creature's cry ; 
 And show thyself the sinner's friend, 
 And set me up on high. 
 
 ! From hell's oppressive power 
 My struggling* soul release; 
 .And to thy Father's grace restore ; 
 And to thy perfect peace. 
 
 } Thy blood and righteousness 
 I make my only plea; 
 My present and eternal peace. 
 Are both deriv'd f^om thee. 
 
180 
 
 PRAYER AND 
 
 4 Rivers of life divine 
 
 From thee, their fountain, flow ; 
 And all who know that love of thine, y \ 
 The joy of ang-els know. 
 
 5 Come then impute, impart | 
 
 To me thy rig-hteousness ; 
 And let me taste how good thou art. 
 How full of truth and grace ; 
 
 6 That thou canst here forgive 
 
 Grant me to testify ; 
 And justify 'd by faith to live. 
 And in that faith to die. 
 
 HYMN 181. L. M, 
 
 1 RE AT Godj indulge my himnible claim 
 
 Be thou my hope, my joy, my rest; 
 The glories that compose thy name 
 Stands all engag'd to make me blest. 
 
 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 servant bought with blood 
 
 3 With heart, and eyes, and lifted hands^i ; 
 
 For thee I long, to thee I look, 
 As travellers in thirsty lands 
 Pant for the cooling water brook. i 
 
INTERCESSION. 
 
 181 
 
 * I E'en life itself, without thy love, ^ 
 No lasting" pleasure can afford ; 
 » Yea, 'twould a tiresome burden prove. 
 If I were banish'd from thee. Lord! 
 
 ! 5 I'll lift my hands, I'll raise my voice. 
 
 While I have breath to pray or praise: 
 This work shall make my heart rejoice, 
 And spend the remnant of my days. 
 
 HYMN 182. C. M. 
 
 I 1 ^OME Holy Spirit, heavenly dove, 
 ^ With all thy quick'ning* powers ; 
 Kindle a flame of sacred love. 
 In these cold hearts of ours. 
 
 2 Look how we grovel here below, 
 t; Fond of these earthly toys ; 
 
 Our souls how heavenly they go, 
 t- To reach eternal joys ! 
 
 ^* i 3 In vain we tune our formal songs. 
 In vain we strive to rise : 
 Hosannas languish on our tongues 
 ^ And our devotion dies. 
 
 'i 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 ? 
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182 
 
 PRAYER &C. 
 
 5 Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly clove, 
 With all thy quick'ning" powers ; 
 Come shed abroad the Saviour's love, 
 And that shall kindle ours. 
 
 HYMN 183. P. M. 8, 7, 8, 7, 4, 7. 
 
 1 ^JAVIOUR, visit thy plantation, 
 ^ Grant us. Lord, a gracious rain ! 
 All will come to desolation, 
 
 Unless tliou return again. 
 
 Lord, revive us ; 
 All our help must come from thee. 
 
 2 Keep no longer at a distance. 
 
 Shine upon us from on high, 
 Lest for want of thy assistance. 
 Every plant should droop and die. 
 Lord, revive us, &c. 
 
 5 Let our mutual love be fervent. 
 Make us prevalent in pray'rs ; 
 Let each one esteem thy servant. 
 Shun the world's bewitcliing snares. 
 Lord, revive us, &c. 
 
 4 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. 
 
183 
 
 WATCHFULNESS, 
 
 HYMN 184. S, 
 
 1 A CHARGE to keep I have, 
 
 A God to glorify ; 
 A never-dying" soul to save. 
 And fit it for the sky. 
 
 2 To serve the present age, 
 
 My calling to fulfil : 
 O may it all ray powers engage,, 
 To do my Master's wilL 
 
 3 Arm me with jealous care. 
 
 As in thy sight to live ; 
 And O thy servant, Lord, prepare^ 
 A strict account to give ! 
 
 4 Help me to watch and pray. 
 
 And on thyself rely, 
 Assur'd if I my trust betra}-^ i 
 I shall for ever die. 
 
 HYMN 185. S.M. 
 
 1 11 ID me of men beware, 
 
 And to my ways take heed ; 
 Discern their every secret snarCj, 
 And circumspectlv tread. 
 
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184 WATCHFULNESS. 
 
 2 O may I calmly wait 
 
 Thy succours from above I 
 And stand ag-ainst their open hate. 
 And well-dissembled love. 
 
 3 My spirit, Lord, alarm, 
 
 When men and devils join : 
 'Gainst all the powers of Satan arm. 
 In panoply (fivine. 
 
 4 O may I set my face. 
 
 His onsets to repel! 
 Quench all his fiery darts, and chase 
 The fiend to his own hell. 
 
 Si But above all, afraid 
 
 Of my own bosom foe, 
 Still let me seek to thee for aid. 
 To thee my weakness show. 
 
 6 Hang on thy arm alone. 
 
 With self- distrusting" care. 
 And deeply in the Spirit groan,; 
 The never-ceasing prayer. 
 
 HYMN 186. S. M. 
 
 1 IVE me a sober mind, 
 
 A quick discerning eye, 
 The first approach of sin to find. 
 And all occasions fly. 
 
WATCHFULNESS. 
 
 185 
 
 2 Still may I cleave to thee, 
 
 And never more depart, 
 But watch with godly jealousy, 
 Over my evil heart. 
 
 3 Thus may I pass my days 
 
 Of sojourning" beneath, 
 And languish to conclude my race, 
 And render up my breath. 
 
 4f In humble love and fear. 
 Thine image to regain. 
 And see thee in the clouds appear. 
 And rise with thee to reign ! 
 
 HYMN 187. C. M. 
 
 1 A LAS, what hourly dsngers rise ! 
 
 What snares beset my way ! 
 To heaven, O let me lift mine eyes, 
 j And hourly watch and pray. 
 
 2 How oft my mournful thoughts complain, 
 
 And melt in flowing tears : 
 My weak resistance, ah, how vain ! 
 How strong my fpes and fears ! 
 
 3 O gracious God, in whom I live. 
 
 My feeble efforts aid ; 
 Help me to watch, and pray, and strive, 
 Through trembling and afraid. 
 
186 
 
 WATCHFULNESS. 
 
 4 Increase my faith, increase my hope^ { . | 
 
 When foes and fears prevail ; 
 And bear my fainting- spirit up, 
 Or soon my strength will fail. 
 
 5 Whene'er temptations frig-ht my hearty I '. 
 
 Or lure my feet aside, 
 My God, thy powerful aid impart, J 
 My g-uardian and my guide. 
 
 6 O keep me in thy heavenly way. 
 
 And bid the tempter flee ; 
 And let me never, never stray 
 
 From happiness and thee. ' 
 
 HYMN 188. CM. 
 
 1 T ET Zion'^s w^atchmen all awake \l 
 -■-i And take the' alarm they give. 
 Now let them from the mouth of God^ 
 
 Theii* aw:ful charge receive. 
 
 2 'Ti& not a cause of small import. 
 
 The pastor's care demands: 
 But what might fill an angel's heart,. 
 And fill'd a Saviour's hands. 
 
 3 They watch for souls, for which the Lord 
 
 Did heavenly bliss forego 1 
 For souls, which must for ever live^ 
 In raptures, or in woe : 
 
WATCHFULNESS. 187 
 
 And to the great tribunal haste, 
 The' account to render there ; 
 
 And shouldst thou strictly mark our faults^ 
 Lord, where should we appear ! 
 
 May they that Jesus whom they preachy 
 
 Their own Redeemer see. 
 And watch thou daily o*er their souls. 
 
 That they may watch for thee. 
 
 HYMN 189. S. M. 
 
 I^RACIOUS Redeemer, shake 
 
 Tliis slumber from my soul ! 
 Say to me now, "Awake, awake. 
 And Christ shall make thee whole/* 
 
 Lay to thy mighty hand. 
 
 Alarm me in this hour : 
 And make me fully understand 
 
 The thunder of thy power! 
 
 Give me on thee to call. 
 
 Always to watch and pray. 
 Lest I into temptation fall, 
 
 And cast my shield away. 
 
 For each assault prepar'd. 
 
 And ready may I be. 
 For ever standing" on my guardj^ 
 
 And looking- up to thee^ 
 
188 
 
 THE christian's 
 
 5 O do thou always warn, 
 
 My soul of evil near ! 
 When to the right or left I turn, 
 Thy voice still let me hear : 
 
 6 "Come back; this is the way! 
 
 Come back ! and walk therein 
 O may I hearken and obey, 
 And shun the paths of sin ! 
 
 THE CHRISTIAN'S WARFARE, 
 
 HYMN 190. S. M. 
 First Part, 
 
 1 XT ARK, how the watchmen cry ! 
 -t-*- Attend the trumpet's sound; 
 Stand to your arms, the foe is nigh ; 
 
 The powers of hell surround, 
 
 2 Who bow to Christ's command. 
 
 Your arms and hearts prepare ; 
 The day of battle is at hand ! 
 Go forth to g-lorious war ! 
 
 3 See, on the mountain top. 
 
 The standard of your God ! 
 In Jesus' name I lift it up, 
 
 AU stain'd with hallow'd blood. 
 
WARFARE. 
 
 189 
 
 4 His standard bearer, I 
 
 To all the nations call : 
 Let all to Jesus' cross draw nigh ; 
 He bore the cross for all, 
 
 5 Go up with Christ, your Head, 
 
 Your Captain's footsteps see ; 
 Follow your Captain, and be led 
 To certain victory. 
 
 6 All power to him is given : 
 
 He ever reigns the same : 
 Salvation, happiness, and heaven. 
 Are all in Jesus' name. 
 
 7 Only have faith in God: 
 
 In faith your foes assail : 
 Not wrestling against flesh and blood. 
 But all the powers of hell : 
 
 8 From thrones of glory driven. 
 
 By flaming vengeance hurl'd, 
 They throng the air, and darken heaven, 
 And rule this lower world. 
 
 HYMN 191. S. M. 
 
 Second Part. 
 
 1 4 NGELS your march oppose. 
 Who still in strength excel. 
 Your secret, sworn, eternal foes. 
 Countless, invisible ; 
 
190 THE christian's 
 
 2 With rage that never ends. 
 
 Their heUish arts they try : 
 Leg-ions of dire, mahcious fiends,. 
 And spirits enthroned on high.. 
 
 3 On earth th' usurpers reign. 
 
 Exert their baneful power ; 
 O'er the poor fallen sons of men 
 They tyrannize their hour. 
 
 4 But shall behevers fear? 
 
 But shall believers fly ? 
 Or see the bloody cross appear,. 
 And all their powers defy ? 
 
 5 Jesus* tremendous name 
 
 Puts all our foes to flight ! 
 Jesus, the meek, the angiy Lamb,. 
 A Lion is in fight. 
 
 6 By all hell's host withstood. 
 
 We all hell's host o'erthrow ; 
 And conquering them through Jesus* 
 We on to conquer go. [blood,, 
 !r Our Captain leads us on; 
 
 He beckons from the skies. 
 And reaches out a starry crown. 
 And bids us take the prize. 
 8 "Be faithful unto death ; 
 Partake my victory. 
 And thou shalt wear this glorious wreath» 
 And thou shalt reign with me»'* 
 
WARFARE, 
 
 191 
 
 * HYMN 192. L. M. 
 
 COME ye that love the Lord indeed ; 
 Who are from sm and bondag-e freed; 
 Submit to all the ways of God, 
 And walk the narrow, happy road. 
 
 ! Great tribulation you shall meet. 
 But soon shall walk the g-olden street, 
 Thoug-h hell may rag-e and vent its spite,. 
 Yet Christ will save liis hearths delig-ht. 
 
 ' Behold the rig-hteous marching* home. 
 And all the angels bid them come. 
 While Christ, the Judg'e, these words pro- 
 claims, 
 
 '^Here comes my saints, I own their namesi 
 
 '■i "Ye everlasting" gates fly wide ; 
 
 Make ready to receive my bride ; 
 
 Ye harps of heaven now sound aloud, 
 , Here comes the purchase of my blood.^* 
 
 1) In grandeur see the royal line. 
 
 In glittering robes the sun outsliine ; 
 [ See saints and angels join in one, 
 i And march in splendor to the throne,. 
 
 j) They stand and wonder and look on ; 
 They join in one eternal song. 
 Their great Redeemer to admire, 
 While raptures set their souls on fire. 
 
192 
 
 THE christian's 
 
 HYMN 193.. P. M. 7s. 
 
 1 TESUS, lover of my soul, 
 ^ Let me to thy bosom fly ; 
 While the billows near me roU, 
 
 While the tempest still is nig-h. v | 
 
 2 Hide me, O my Saviour, hide. 
 
 Till the storm of Hfe is past ; ' 
 Safe into the haven guide, 
 
 O receive my soul at last ! . j 
 
 3 Other refuge have I none, 
 
 Hangs my helpless soul on thee ; 
 Leave, ah ! leave me not alone — 
 Still support and comfort me ! 
 
 4 All my trust on thee is stay'd, 
 
 All my help from thee I bring. 
 Cover my defenceless head 
 With the shadow of thy wing. 
 
 5 Thou of life the Fountain art, 
 
 Freely let me take of thee : 
 Spring thou up within my heart — 
 Rise to all eternity ! 
 
 HYMN 194. C. M. 1 
 
 1 rWlRY us, O God, and search the ground 
 Of every sinful heart : 
 Whate'er of sin in us is found, 
 O bid it all depart ! 
 
WARFARE. 193 
 
 ' When to the right or left we stray. 
 
 Leave us not comfortless ; 
 But guide our feet into the way 
 
 Of everlasting peace. 
 Help us, to help each other, Lord, 
 
 Each other's cross to bear ; 
 Let each his friendly aid afford. 
 
 And feel his brother's care. 
 Help us to build each other up. 
 
 Our little stock improve ; 
 Increase our faith, confirm our hope, 
 
 And perfect us in love. 
 Up into thee, our living Head, 
 
 Let us in all things grow ; 
 Till thou hast made us free indeed. 
 
 And spottless here below. 
 Then when the mighty work is wrought. 
 
 Receive thy ready bride ; 
 Give us in heaven a happy lot 
 
 With all the sanctify'd. 
 
 HYMN 195. 4 8s & 2 6s. 
 
 OME on, my partners in distress, 
 ^ My comrades through the wilderness. 
 
 Who still your bodies feel: 
 Awhile forget your griefs and fears. 
 And look beyond this vale of tears. 
 
 To that celestial hill. 
 
194 THE christian's 
 
 2 Beyond the bounds of time and space. 
 Look forward to that heavenly place, j 
 
 The saints' secure abode ; 
 On faith's strong- eagle pinions rise, 
 And force your passage to the skies^ 
 
 And scale the mount of God. 
 
 3 Who suffer with your Master here. 
 We shall before his face appear, 
 
 And by his side sit down ; 
 To patient faith the prize is sure ; 
 And all that to the end endure 
 
 The cross, shall wear the crown, 
 
 4 Thrice blessed bliss inspiring* hope! 
 It lifts the fainting" spirits up ; 
 
 It brings to life the dead : 
 Our conflicts here shall soon be past. 
 And you and I ascend at last. 
 
 Triumphant with our Head, 
 
 ^ That great mysterious Deity, 
 We soon with open face shall see. 
 
 The beatific sight ; 
 Shall fill the heavenly courts with prais< 
 And wide diffuse the golden blaze 
 Of everlasting light. 
 
 6 The Father, shining* on his tlirone, 
 The glorious co-eternal Son, 
 The Spirit, One and seven, 
 
WARFARE. 
 
 Conspire our rapture to complete ; 
 And lo ! we fall before his feet, 
 And silence heightens heaven. 
 
 In hope of that ecstatic pause, 
 Jesus, we now sustain the cross. 
 
 And at thy footstool fall ; 
 Till thou our hidden life reveal, 
 Till thou our ravish'd spirits fill. 
 
 And God be all in all. 
 
 HYMN 196. P. M. 7s & 6s. 
 
 OH, when shall 1 see Jesus, 
 And dwell with him above, 
 To drink the flowing- fountains 
 
 Of everlasting- love ? 
 When shall I be deliver'd 
 
 From this vain world of sin. 
 And with my blessed Jesus, 
 Drink endless pleasures in? 
 
 But now I am a soldier. 
 
 My Captain ^s gone before 
 He 's g-iven me my orders, 
 
 And tells me not to fear. 
 And if I hold out faithful, 
 
 A crown of life he '11 g-ive. 
 And all his valiant soldiers 
 
 Eternal life shall have. 
 
196 THE christian's 
 
 3 Through grace, I am determin'd 
 
 To conquer, though I die ; 
 And then away to Jesus 
 
 On wings of love I'll fly. 
 Farewell to sin and sorrow, 
 
 I bid them all adieu ; 
 And you my friends prove faithful. 
 
 And on your way pursue. 
 
 4 And if you meet with troubles 
 
 And trials on the way. 
 Then cast your care on Jesus, 
 
 And don't forget to pray. 
 Gird on your heavenly armour. 
 
 Of faith, and hope, and love. 
 And when your race is ended. 
 
 You'll reign with him above. 
 
 5 O do not be discourag'd. 
 
 For Jesus is your friend. 
 And if you lack for knowledge. 
 
 He '11 not refuse to lend. 
 Neither will he upbraid you. 
 
 Though often you request. 
 He'll give you grace to conquer. 
 
 And take you home to rest. 
 
WARFARE. 
 
 HYMN 197. C. M. 
 
 1 A M I a soldier of the cross, 
 
 A follower of the Lamb ? 
 And shall I fear to own his cause. 
 Or blush to speak his name I 
 
 2 Must I be carried to the skies, 
 
 On flowry beds of ease ? 
 While others foug-ht to win the priz 
 And saiPd throug-h bloody seas. 
 
 3 Are there no foes for me to face. 
 
 Must I not stem the flood ? 
 Is this vain world a friend to g-race. 
 To help me on to God ? 
 
 4 Sure I must fig"ht, if I would reig-n ; 
 
 Increase my courag-e, Lord ! 
 ni bear the toil, endure the pain. 
 Supported by thy word. 
 
 5 Thy saints in all this g-lorious war. 
 
 Shall conquer thoug-h they die ; 
 They see the triumph from afar. 
 With faith's discerning" eye. 
 
 6 When that illustrious day shall rise. 
 
 And all thy armies shine 
 In robes of vict'ry through the skies 
 The glory shall be thine» 
 
THE christian's 
 
 HYMN 198. CM. 
 
 I XTE weary, heavy laden soulsj , 
 i Who are oppressed sore^ 
 Te travellers through the wilderness^ 
 
 To Canaan's peaceful shore; 
 Tho' chilling" winds and beating* rains^ 
 
 The waters deep and cold, 
 And enemies surrounding" you--^ 
 Take courag-e and be bold. 
 
 S Though storms and hurricanes arise > * i 
 
 The desert all around. 
 And fiery serpents oft appear^ 
 
 Through the enchanted ground ; 
 Bark nights, and clouds, and gloomy fearS] 
 
 And dragons often roar, 1 
 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 ; 
 
WARFARE. 
 
 Which often make the pilgrims fear 
 
 The}^ never will g-et o^er. 
 *r 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. 
 5 O what a glorious sight appears 
 
 To my believing eyes ! 
 Methinks T see Jerusalem, 
 
 A city in the skies ! 
 Bright angels wliisper me away — 
 
 O come ! my brother, come I 
 And I am willing to be gone 
 
 To my eternal home. 
 
 HYMN 199. C. M. 
 
 1 TN all my Lord^s appointed ways, 
 -■- My journey I'll pursue ; 
 Hinder me not, ye much lov'd saints, 
 
 For I must go with you. 
 
 2 Through floods and flames^ if Jesus le 
 
 I'll follow where he goes ; 
 Hinder me not, shall be my cry, 
 Though earth and heU oppose. 
 
 3 Through duty and through trials too^ 
 
 I'll go at. his command; 
 Hinder me not, for T am bound 
 To my ImmanuePs land. 
 
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 THE christian's 
 
 4 And when my Saviour calls me home. 
 Still this my cry shall be, 
 Hinder me not — come welcome death ; 
 I'll gladly g"0 with thee. 
 
 HYMN 200. S. M. 
 
 1 TI/ffY soul be on thy g-uard, 
 Ivi Ten thousand foes arise ; 
 And hosts of sin are pressing- hard. 
 
 To draw thee from the skies. 
 
 2 O watch, and fig-ht and pray. 
 
 The battle ne'er give o'eri 
 Renew it boldly ev'ry 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 liis blest abode. 
 
 HYMN 201. 4 lines 7s. 
 
 1 l^ttRIST, he sits on Zion's hill. 
 He receives poor sinners still; 
 Will you serve this blessed King", 
 Come, enlist, and with me sing : 
 
WARFARE* 
 
 201 
 
 CHORUS, — I Ms soldier sure shall be, 
 Happy in eternity, 
 
 2 I by faith enlisted am, 
 
 In the service of the land ; 
 Present pay I now receive. 
 Peace of conscience he doth give* 
 
 3 What a Captain I have got. 
 Is not mine a happy lot ? 
 Therefore we will take the sword, 
 Fight for Jesus Christ our Lord. 
 
 4 Let the world their forces join. 
 With the powers of hell combine. 
 Greater is my King than they. 
 Surely I shall win the day. 
 
 5 Wicked men I do not fear. 
 Though they persecute me here ; 
 Though they may my body kill, 
 
 , Yet my King's on Zion's liill. 
 
 6 Brother soldiers, still fight on. 
 Till the battle you have won ,* 
 The great Captain you have chose, 
 Never did a battle lose. 
 
 7 Oh! ye young, ye gay, ye proud! 
 You must die and wear the shroud ; 
 Time will rob you of your bloom ; 
 Death will drag you to the tomb. 
 
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 8 Will you g-o to heaven or hell ? T> 
 One you must, and there to dwell j 
 Christ will come, and quickly too 
 
 I must meet him, so must you. 
 
 9 The white throne will soon appear. 
 All the world must then draw near; 
 Sinners will be driven down. 
 Saints will wear a starry crown. 
 
 TRUSTING IN GRACE AND 
 PROVIDENCE. 
 
 HYMN 202. S. M. 
 
 1 ^ RACE ! His a charming* sound ! 
 vjr Harmonious to the ear ! 
 Heaven with the echo shall resound. 
 
 And all the earth shall hear. 
 
 2 Grace first contrived the way 
 
 To save rebellious man ; 
 And all the steps that g'race display 
 Which drew the woildrous plan. 
 
 3 Grace led my roving" feet 
 
 To tread the heavenly road ; 
 And new supplies, each hour, I meetj 
 While pressing* on to God, 
 
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 i Onaoe taug"ht my ^oul to pray, 
 And made my eyes o'er flow : 
 'Twas grace which kept me to this day^j 
 And will not let me go, 
 f Grace all the work shall crown, 
 Through everlasting- days; 
 Jt lays in heaven the topmost stone. 
 And well deserves the praise, 
 
 HYMN 203, P, M. 
 
 X mnOUGH troubles assail, 
 -fi- And dangers affright. 
 Though friends should all fail. 
 
 And foes all unite : 
 Yet one thing secures us. 
 
 Whatever betide. 
 The promise assures us. 
 
 The Lord will provide, 
 
 2 The birds, without barn 
 
 Or storehouse, are fedj 
 From them let us learn 
 
 To trust for our bread : 
 His saints what is fitting 
 
 Shall never be deni'd, 
 So long as 'tis written, 
 
 The Lord will provide, 
 
 3 We all may, like ships. 
 
 By tempests be tost 
 
TRUSTING IN GRACE 
 
 On perilous deeps^ 
 But need not be lost ; 
 
 Though Satan enrag-es 
 The wmd and the tide. 
 
 Yet Scripture engages. 
 The Lord will provide. 
 
 4 His call we obey. 
 
 Like Abrah'm of old ; 
 We know^ not the way, 
 
 But faith makes us bold ; 
 For though we are strangers, 
 
 Vv"e have a sure guide, 
 And trust in all dangers, 
 
 The Lord will provide 
 
 5 When Satan appears 
 
 To stop up our path. 
 And fills us with fears. 
 
 We triumph by ftiith ; 
 He cannot take from us 
 
 (Though oft he has tri'd) 
 The heart-cheering promise. 
 
 The Lord v/ill provide. 
 
 6 He tells us we ^re weak. 
 
 Our hope is in vain. 
 The good that we seek 
 
 We ne'er shall obtain : 
 But when such suggestions 
 
 Our graces have ti-iM,. 
 
AND PROVIDENCE. 
 
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 This answers all questions. 
 The Lord will provide. 
 
 7 No strength of our own. 
 
 Nor g-oodness we claim : 
 Our trust is all thrown 
 
 On Jesus's name ; 
 In this our strong tower 
 
 For safety we hide ; 
 The Lord is our power, 
 
 The Loud will provide. 
 
 8 When life sinks apace. 
 
 And death is in view, 
 The word of his grace 
 
 Shall comfort us through : 
 Not fearing or doubting, 
 
 With Christ on our side, 
 We hope to die shouting. 
 
 The Lord will provide. 
 
 HYMN 204. 6 lines 8s. 
 
 1 npHOU hidden source of calm repose, 
 
 Thou all-sufficient love divine. 
 My help and refuge from my foes, 
 
 Secure I am if thou art mine : 
 And lo ! from sin, and grief, and shame, 
 I hide me, Jesus, in thy name. 
 
 2 Thy mighty name salvation is. 
 
 And keeps ray happy soul above : 
 
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 TRUSTING IN GRACE 
 
 Comfort it brings, and power, and peacCj 
 
 And joy, and everlasting- love; 
 To me, with thy great name are given^ v 
 Pardon, and holiness, and li,eaven. 
 
 3 Jesus, my all in all thou art, 
 
 My rest in toil, my ease in pain ; 
 The med'cine of my broken heart ; 
 
 Tn war, my peace ; in loss, my gain j 
 My smile beneath the tyrant's frown. 
 In shame, my glory and n^y crown. 
 
 4 In want, my plentiful supply. 
 
 In weakness, my almighty power ; 
 In bonds, my perfect liberty. 
 
 My light, in Satan's darkest hour; 
 In grief, my joy unspeakable. 
 My life in death, my all in all. 
 
 HYMN 205, 4 /znes 7s. 
 
 1 'fff^IS religion that can give 
 
 A Sweetest pleasures wlijle we live;; 
 'Tis religion must supply 
 Solid comfort when we die, 
 
 2 After death its jo^ys will be 
 Lasting as eternity ; 
 
 If the Saviour is my friend. 
 Then my bliss shall never end. 
 
AND PROVIDENCE* 
 
 HYMN 206. 4 lines Ts. 
 
 CHILDREN of the heavenly Kmg^ 
 As we journey let us sing"; 
 Sing* our Saviour^s worthy praise^, 
 Glorious in his works and ways. 
 We are travelling- home to Godj, 
 In the way our fathers trod j 
 They are happy now, and we 
 Soon their happiness shall see, 
 
 O ye banish'd seed^be glad, 
 Christ our Advocate is made : 
 Us to save our flesh assumes. 
 Brother to our souls becomes. 
 
 Fear not, brethren, joyful stand 
 On the borders of our land; 
 Jesus Christ, our Father^s Son,, 
 Bids us undismayM g-o on. 
 Lord! obediently we '11 g-o. 
 Gladly leaving- all below ; 
 Only thou our leader be. 
 And we still will follow thee I 
 
 HYMN20r, CM.. 
 
 GOD moves in a mysterious way,. 
 His wonders to perform ; 
 He plants his footsteps in the sea^ 
 And rides upon the storm. 
 
TRUSTING IN GRACE 
 
 2 Deep in unfathomable mines I 
 
 Of never failing* skill, | Fr 
 
 He treasures up nis bright desig'ns, ' j T( 
 
 And works his sovereign will. S( 
 
 3 Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take, C' 
 
 The clouds ye so much dread, Ti 
 Are big with mercy, and shall break Hi 
 In blessing's on your head. Id 
 
 4 Judge not the Lord by feeble sense, 
 
 But trust him for his grace ; 
 Behind a frowning- providence, | 
 He hides a smiling face. 
 
 5 His purposes will ripen fast. 
 
 Unfolding every hour ; 
 The bud may have a bitter taste. 
 
 But sweet will be the flower. i 
 
 6 Blind unbelief is sure to err. 
 
 And scan liis work in vain ; 
 God is his own interpreter, > 
 And he will make it plain. 
 
 HYMN 208. L. M. 
 
 1 T ET thoughtless thousands choose th- 
 road 
 
 That leads the soul away from God : 
 This happiness, dear Lord, be mine. 
 To live and die entirely thine. 
 
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 On Christ, by faith, my soul would live. 
 From him, my life, my all receive ; 
 To him devote my fleeting" hours, 
 Serve him alone with all my powers, 
 
 Christ is my everlasting* all. 
 To him I look, on him I call ; 
 He will my every want supply, 
 In time and through eternity. 
 
 HYMN 209. C. M. 
 
 WHEN I can read my title clear 
 To mansions in the skies, 
 I'll bid farewell to every fear, 
 And wipe my weeping- eyes. 
 
 Should earth ag-ainst my soul eng*age, 
 
 And fiery darts be hurPd, 
 Then I can smile at Satan's rag-e. 
 
 And face a frowning" world. 
 
 Let cares like a wild deluge come. 
 
 Let storms of sorrow fall ; 
 So I but safely reach my home, 
 
 My God, my heaven, my all. 
 
 There shall I bathe my weary soul 
 In seas of heavenly rest. 
 And not a wave of trouble roll 
 Across my peaceful breast. 
 
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 TRUSTING IN GRACE 
 
 HYIVIN 210. 6 lines 8s. 
 
 1 ^TIHE Lord my pasture shall prepare, 
 
 And feed me with a shepherd's cai 
 His presence shall my wants supply^ 
 And guard me with a watchful eye : 
 My noon-day w^alks he shall attend, . 
 And all my midnight hours defend. ' 
 
 2 When in the sultry glebe I f^nt. 
 Or on the thirsty mountain pant, 
 To fertile vales and dewy meads. 
 My weary wand'ring steps he leads, 
 Where peaceful rivers, soft and slow^ 
 Amid the verdant landscape flow. 
 
 S Thoug^h in the paths of death I tread. 
 With gloomy horrors overspread, 
 My steadfast heart shall fear no ill, 
 For thou, O Lord, art with me still : 
 Thy friendly crook shall g'ive me aid. 
 And guide me through the dreadful shad 
 
 4 Though in a bare and rugged way, 
 Throug-h devious, lonely wilds I stray. 
 Thy boii;ity shall m}^ pains beg'uile, 
 The barren wilderness shall smile. 
 With sudden greens and herbage crown'. 
 And streams shall murmur all around. 
 
AND PROVIDENCE. 
 
 HYMN 211. L. M. 
 
 1 A WAY, my unbelieving" fear ! 
 
 Fear shall in me no more have pla 
 My Saviour doth not yet appear, 
 He hides the brightness of his face : 
 
 ! But shall I therefore let him g-Oj 
 And basely to the tempter yield ? 
 No, in the strength of Jesus, no, 
 I never v/ill g-ive up my shield* 
 
 Althoug-h the vine its fruit deny. 
 Although the olive yield no oil. 
 
 The with'ring* fig-trees droop and die^ 
 The fields elude the tiller's toil. 
 
 The empty stall no herd afford. 
 And perish all the bleating raccj 
 
 Yet will I triumph in the Lord, 
 The God of my salvation praisco 
 
 ' Barren although my soul remain. 
 And not one bud of grace appear^ 
 No fruit of ajl my toil and paiji, 
 But sin, and only sin is here : 
 
 Although my gifts and comforts lost. 
 My blooming hopes cut off I see ; 
 
 Yet will I in my Saviour trust. 
 Arid gloT}- that he died for me. 
 
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 7 In hope believing ag-ainst hope, : j 
 
 Jesus, my Lord, my God, I claim, . \ 
 
 Jesus, my strength, shall lift me up, . , I 
 
 Salvation is in Jesus' name. ^ 
 
 8 To me he soon shall bring it nigh, i 
 
 My soul shall then outstrip the wind; 
 On wings of love mount up on high. 
 And leave tlie world and sin behind. 
 
 HYMN 212. L. M. ' 
 
 1 "OE ACE, troubled soul, thou need'st nc 
 -B^ fear ! 
 
 Thy great Provider still is near : 
 Who fed thee last, will feed thee still. 
 Be calm, and sink into his will. , 
 
 2 The Lord who built the earth and sky. 
 In mercy stoops to hear thy cry ; 
 
 His promise all may freely claim, 
 "Ask and receive in Jesus' name." 
 
 3 His stores are open all, and free 
 To such as truly upright be ; 
 Water and bread he '11 give for food. 
 With all things else which he sees good. 
 
 4 Your sacred hairs which ai^ so small. 
 By God himself are number'd all; 
 This truth he 's publish'd all abroad, 
 That men may learn to trust the Lord. 
 
AND PROVIDENCE. 
 
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 r The ravens daily he doth feed, 
 And sends them food as they have need; 
 Althoug-h they nothing* have in store, 
 Yet as they lack he gives; them more. 
 
 i Then do not seek with anxious care. 
 What ye shall eat, or drink, or wear. 
 Your heavenly Father will you feed. 
 He knows that all these things you need» 
 
 Without reserve g-ive Clmst your heart; 
 Let him his rig-hteousness impart; 
 Then all thing-s else he ^11 freely g-ive ; 
 With Mm you all things shall receive. 
 
 \ Thus shall the soul be truly blest. 
 That seeks in God his only rest ; 
 May I that happy person be. 
 In time and in eternity. 
 
 HYMN 213. P. M. 6, 5, 8, 5, 6, 8. 
 
 1 £\ THOU, in whose presence 
 
 My soul takes delig-ht. 
 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 pastures of love f 
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 TRUSTING IN GRACE 
 
 For why in the valley 
 Of death should I weep, 
 Or alone in the wilderness rove ? ' 
 
 3 O why should I wander 
 An ahen from thee. 
 
 And cry in the desert for bread ? 
 
 Thy foes will rejoice, 
 
 When my sorrows they see, 
 And smile at tlie 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 is gone ? 
 
 5 This is my Beloved, 
 His form is divine, 
 
 His vestments shed odours around; 
 
 The locks on his head 
 
 Are as g-rapes on the vine. 
 When autumn with plenty is crown'd. 
 
 6 The roses of Sharon, 
 The lilies that grow. 
 
 In the vales, on the banks of the streams 
 
 On his cheek in the beauty 
 
 Of excellcDce blow. 
 And his eyes are as quivers of beams. 
 
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 7 His voice, as the sound 
 Of the diildmer sweet. 
 
 Is heard through the shadow of death ; 
 
 The cedars of Lebanon 
 
 Bow at his feet, 
 The air is perfum'd with his breath, 
 
 8 His hps as a fountain 
 Of righteousness flow, 
 
 That waters the garden of grace. 
 From which their salvation 
 The Gentiles shall know. 
 
 And bask in the smiles of his face. 
 
 9 Love sits in his eye-lids, 
 And scatters delight 
 
 Thro' all the bright mansions on high: 
 
 Their faces the cherubims 
 
 Veil in his sight. 
 And tremble with fulness of joy. 
 10 He looks and, ten thousand 
 
 Of angels rejoice, 
 And m3^riads w ait for his word ; 
 
 He speaks, and eternity 
 
 Fill'd with his voice. 
 He-echoes the praise of the Lord, 
 
 HYMN 214. P. M. 
 
 AIN, delusive world, adieu ] 
 With all of creature good^ 
 
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 Only Jesus I pursue, 
 
 Who boug-ht me with his blood I 
 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 T 
 Me to save from endless woe 
 
 The sin-atoning- Victim died ! 
 Only Jesus will T know. 
 
 And- Jesus crucified^ 
 
 3 Here .will I set up my rest; 
 
 My fluctuating heart 
 From the haven of his breast 
 m. Shall never more depart : 
 R- Whither should a sinner go ? 
 |(- His wounds for me stand open WKle 
 ¥' 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, ^^Sl 
 
 And ever in his faith abidcj. ' ^ 
 
AND PROVIDENCE, 
 
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 Only Jesus will I know. 
 
 And Jesus crucified. 
 > O that I could all invite. 
 
 Tills saving" truth to prove : 
 Show the leng-th, the breadth, the height^ 
 
 And depth of Jesus^ love ! 
 Fain I would to sinners show 
 
 The blood by faith alone appUedi 
 <)nly Jesus will I know. 
 
 And Jesus crucified. 
 
 HYMN 215.. CM. 
 
 SAYS Faith, *<Look yonder, see the 
 Laid up in heaven above [crown 
 Says Hoptj "Anon it shall be mine-/* 
 "I long to wear 't," says Love. 
 \ Desire saith, "What! is there my crown? 
 Then to that place I'll flee ; 
 I cannot bear a longer stay, 
 My rest I fain would see." 
 \ "But stay,*' says Patience, wait awhile. 
 The crown "s for those that fig*ht ; 
 The prize for those that run the race 
 By faith and not by sight." 
 L Thus Faith does take a pleasing" vieWj 
 Hope waits, Love sits and sings. 
 Desire, it flutters to be gone. 
 But Patience clips its wingsu 
 
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 HYMN 216. L. M. 
 
 1 TESUS, my all to heaven H g'onp^ 
 ^ lie whom I fix my hopes upon': 
 His track I see, and I'll pursue 
 The narrow way, till him I view. 
 
 2 The way the holy prophets went. 
 The road that leads from banishment j 
 The King's highway of holiness 
 
 I'll go, for all his paths are peace. 
 
 3 This is the way I long have sought, 
 And mourn'd because I found it not ; 
 My grief a burden long has been. 
 Because I was not sav'd from sin. 
 
 4 The more I strove against its power, 
 I felt its weight and guilt the more ; 
 Till late I heard my Saviour say, 
 "Come hither, soul, I AM THE WAY. 
 
 5 Lo ! glad I come, and thou, blest Lamb 
 Shalt take me to thee, whose I am ; 
 Nothing but sin have I to give. 
 Nothing but love shall I receive. 
 
 6 Then w-ill I tell to sinners round. 
 What a dear Saviour I have found, 
 I '11 point to thy redeeming blood. 
 And say, "Behold the way to God!** 
 
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 RELIGION. 
 
 ! HYMN 217. C. M. 
 
 LONG have I seem'd to serve thee, Lord^ 
 With unavanrng" pain i 
 Fasted, and pray'd, and read thy word^ 
 And heard it preach'd in vain. 
 
 ; Oft did I with the^ assembly join. 
 And near thy altar drew, 
 A form of godliness was mine. 
 The power I never knew. 
 
 I I rested in the outward law. 
 Nor knew its deep design : 
 The length and breadth I never saw,.. 
 And height of love divine. 
 
 j; To please thee thus at length I see. 
 Vainly I hop'd and strove ; 
 For what are outward things to thee. 
 Unless they spring from love ? 
 
 5 I see the perfect law requires 
 Truth in the inward parts ; 
 Our full consent, our whole desires,, 
 Our undivided hearts. 
 
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 6 But I of means have made my boast. 
 
 Of means an idol made : 
 The spii'it in the letter lost. 
 The substance in the shade. 
 
 7 Where am I now, or what my hope? 
 
 What can my vreakness do ? 
 Jesus, to thee my soul looks up : 
 ^Tis thou must make it new. 
 
 HYMN 218. S. M. 
 
 First Part 
 
 1 gracious, loving- Lord, 
 To thee what shall I say ? 
 
 Well may I tremble at thy w^ord. 
 And scarce presume to pray ! 
 
 2 Ten thousand wants have I; 
 
 Alas ! I all things want ! 
 But thou hast bid me always cry. 
 And never, never faint. 
 
 3 Yet, Lord, well might I fear, 
 
 Fear e'en to ask thy grace: 
 So oft have I, alas ! drawn near, 
 And mock'd thee to thy face. 
 
 4 With all pollutions stain'd, 
 
 Thy haUow'd courts I trod; 
 Thy name and temple I profaned. 
 And dar'd to call thee God. 
 
FORMAL RELIGION. 
 
 5 Nig"!! with my lips I drew; 
 My lips were all unclean : 
 Thee w^ith my heart I never knew; 
 My heart was full of sin: 
 
 5 Far from the living Lord 
 
 As far as hell from heaven; 
 Thy purity I still abhorrM, 
 Nor looked to be forg'iven, 
 
 IT My nature I obeyM ; 
 
 My own desires pursu'd: 
 And still a den of thieves I made 
 The hallo w'd house of God. 
 
 8 The worship he approves. 
 
 To him I would not pay • 
 My selfish ends, and creature loves. 
 Had stole my heart away. 
 
 9 My sin and nakedness 
 
 I studied to disg-uise ; 
 Spoke to m.y soul a flatt'ring peace. 
 And put out my own eyes ; 
 
 10 In fig-leaves I appear'd ; 
 
 Nor with my form would part ; 
 But still retain'd a conscience seai-'d^ 
 A hard, deceitful heart 
 
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 HYMN 219. S. M. 
 Second Part. 
 
 A GODLY, formal saint j 
 T long" appear'd in sight; 
 By self and Satan taug-ht to paint 
 My tomb, my nature, white. 
 
 The Pharisee within ^ 
 
 Still undisturb'd remained ; 
 The strong" man, arm'd with g-uilt of sin, | 
 
 Safe in his palace reign'd. | 
 
 3 But, Oh! the jealous God j \ 
 
 In my behalf came down ; 
 Jesus himself the strong'er show'd. 
 And claim'd me for his own. 
 
 4 My spirit he alarmed, -j \ 
 
 And brought into distress ; 
 He shook and bound the strong* man, arm'd 
 In his self-righteousness. 
 
 5 Faded my virtuous show, 5 
 
 My form without the power ; 
 The sin-convincing" Spirit blew, 
 And blasted every flower : 
 
 6 My mouth was stopt, and shame 3;^ 
 
 Cover'd my guilty face : 
 I fell on the atoning* Lamb, 
 And I was sav'd by grace. 
 
FORMAL RELIGION. 
 
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 HYMN 220. C. M. 
 
 UNCERTAIN how the way to find. 
 Which to salvation led, 
 I listened long- witli anxious mind,. 
 To hear what others said. 
 
 ! When some of joys and comforts told, 
 I fear'd that I was wrong" ; 
 For I was stupid, dead and cold. 
 Had neither joy nor song*. 
 
 » The Lord my labouring" heart reliey'd, 
 And made my burden light ; 
 Then for a moment I belie v'd. 
 Supposing" all was rig-ht. 
 
 1} Of fierce temptations others talkM, 
 Of ang-uish and dismay. 
 Through what distresses they had walk'd 
 Before they found the w^ay. 
 
 > Ah ! then I thought my hopes were vain. 
 For I had lived at ease ; 
 I wish*d for all my fears again. 
 To make me more like these. 
 
 5 I had my wish, the Lord disclosed 
 The evils of my heart ; 
 And left my naked soul exposed 
 To Satan's fiery dart. ^ 
 
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 ^ Aias ! "I now must ^ve it up,^"* 
 I cried in deep despair ; 
 How could I dream of di-awing- hope 
 From what I cannot bear ! 
 
 S Again my Saviour brought me aid, 
 And when he set me free, 
 ^*Trust simply on my word," he said^ 
 *'And leave the rest to me." 
 
 HYMN 221. C. M. 
 
 1 £^ OB is a Spii'it, just and wise. 
 
 He sees our inmost mind ; 
 In vain to heaven we raise our cries. 
 And leave our souls behind, 
 
 2 Nothing" but truth before his throne 
 
 With honour can appear ; 
 The painted hypocrites are known 
 Through the disguise the wear. 
 
 S Their lifted eyes salute the skies, 
 Their bending knees the ground ^ 
 But God abhors the sacrifice. 
 Where not the heart is found. 
 
 4 Lord, search my thoughts, & tiy my ways^J 
 And make my soul sincere ; 
 Then shall J stand before thy face, 
 And find acceptance tliere. 
 
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 ON BACKSLIDING. 
 
 HYMN 222. C. M. 
 
 SWEET was the time when first I felt 
 The Saviour's pard-'ning" blood, 
 Applied to cleanse my soul from g"uilt. 
 And bring me home to God. 
 
 Soon as the morn the light reveaPd, 
 His praises tuned my tongue ; 
 
 And when the evening sh^ides prevail'd^, 
 His love was all my song. 
 
 In vain the temper spread his wiles. 
 The world no more could charm ; 
 
 I lived upon my Saviour's smiles, 
 And lean'd upon his arm. 
 
 In prayer my soul drew near the Lord,, 
 
 And saw his glory shine ; 
 And when I read his holy word, 
 
 I calPd each promise mine. 
 
 Then to his saints I often spoke 
 
 Of what his love had done ; 
 But now my heart is almost broke, 
 
 For all my joys are g'oneo 
 
ON BACKSLIDING, 
 
 6 Now when the evenrng* shade prevails, 
 
 My soul in darkness mourns ; 
 And when the morn the light reveals. 
 No lig-ht to me returns. 
 
 7 My prayers are now an empty noise, 
 
 For Jesus hides his face ; 
 I read, the promise meets my eyes, 
 But will not reach my case. 
 
 S Now Satan threatens to prevail. 
 And make my soul his prey ; 
 Yet, Lord, thy mercies cannot fail — 
 O come without delay I 
 
 HYMN 223. S. M. 
 
 1 TTOW can I vent my grief ? J 
 
 My Comforter is fled; 
 By day I sigh without reliefj 
 And groan upon my bed. 
 
 2 I once enjoyed my Lord, 
 
 Lived happy in his love ; 
 Delighted in his holy word. 
 And sought my rest above, 
 
 3 But, O ! alas, my soul. 
 
 Where is my comfort now ? 
 Why did I let my love grow cold? 
 Ah! vviiv to idols bow ? 
 
ON BACKSLIDING. 
 
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 ^ . How little did 1 think. 
 When first I did beg'in. 
 To join a little with the world, 
 It was so great a sin. 
 i I thought I might conform. 
 Nor singular appear, 
 Converse and dress as others did. 
 But now I feel the snare, 
 t My confidence is gone ; 
 I find no words to say ; 
 Barren and lifeless is my soul. 
 
 When I attempt to pray. 
 I feel ashamed to bow, 
 
 When with the saints I meet ; 
 While on their knees my brethren cry, 
 I stand or keep my seat. 
 \ My soul ! this will not do. 
 Thy day is almost past: 
 I must repent and turn to God, 
 Or sink to hell at last. 
 ) Trembling to Christ I'll fly. 
 And all my sins confess ; 
 At Jesus' cross I humbly fall. 
 And ask restoring grace, 
 [to I'll mortify my pride ; 
 I Myself I will deny ; 
 
 And if I perish, Lord, at last, 
 Bener.^ b thy cross I'll die. 
 
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 ON BACKSLIDING* 
 
 HYMN 224. 8 lines 8s. 
 
 1 TT^^^' shall a lost sinner in pain^ 
 
 Recov er liis forfeited peace ? 
 When broug'ht into bondag-e ag-ain, 
 
 What hope 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 ? 
 
 2 O Jesus, of thee I 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 j 
 And pardon a sinner once more, 
 
 And bring me again unto God. 
 
 3 O Jesus, in pity di-aw near, 
 
 Come quickly to help a lost soul. 
 To comfort a mourner appear, 
 
 And make a poor Lazarus whole ; 
 The balm of tliy mercy apply. 
 
 Thou seest the sore anguish I feel ; 
 Save, Lord, or I perish, I die, 
 
 O save, or I sink into hell ! 
 
ON BACKSLIDING. 
 
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 I sink, if thou longer delay 
 
 Thy pardoning* mercy to show ; 
 Come quickly, and kindly display 
 
 The power of thy passion below : 
 By all thou hast done for my sake. 
 
 One drop of thy blood I implore ; 
 Now, now let it touch me, and make 
 
 The sinner a sinner no more, 
 
 HYMN 225. S. M. 
 
 YE, who in former days, 
 Were found at Zion's g'ate ; 
 "Who walk'd awhile in wisdom's ways, 
 And told your happy state ; 
 
 But now to sin draw back. 
 
 And love ag-ain to stray. 
 The narrow path of life forsake, 
 
 And choose the beaten way ; 
 
 Think not your names above 
 Are written with the saints ; 
 
 The promise of eternal love 
 Is his who never faints. 
 
 Your transient joy and peace, 
 Your deeper doom have seaPd, 
 
 Unless you wake to rig-hteousness, 
 Kre judgment is rcveal'd. 
 
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 HYMN 226. P. M. 
 
 1 A H ! but where am 1 now ? 
 
 And why was it and how, 
 That I fell from my heaven of grace ! 
 
 I am brought into thrall ; 
 
 I am stript of my all ; 
 
 1 am banish^ from Jesus's face 1 
 
 2 Hardly yet do I know. 
 How I let my Lord g-o ; 
 
 Bo insensibly started aside; 
 
 But v/hate'er was the cause^ 
 
 I lament the sad losSj 
 For the veil is come over my heai-t» 
 
 3 Now, no tong-ue can declare. 
 The keen torment I bear, 
 
 While no end of my troubles I see, 
 
 Only Adam could tell. 
 
 On the day that he fellj 
 And was turn'd out of Eden like me* 
 
 4 Driven out from my God^ 
 I now wander abroad ; 
 
 Through a desert of sorrow I rove ; 
 
 And how great is my pain, 
 
 That I cannot regain 
 My lost Eden of Jesus's love ! 
 
 5 Ah ! shall I ever rise 
 To my first paradise ? 
 
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 Ever come my Redeemer to see ? 
 
 Yes I feel a faint hope, 
 
 That at last he will stoop, 
 And his pity shall bring him to me. 
 
 HYMN 227. 6 lines 8s. 
 
 WEARY of wand'ring from my God, 
 And now made willing* to return, 
 I hear and bow me to the rod ; 
 
 For thee, not without hope, I mourn ; 
 I have an advocate above, 
 A friend before the throne of love. 
 O Jesus, full of truth and grace. 
 
 More full of grace than I of sin ; 
 Yet once again I seek thy face, 
 
 Open thine arms and take me in ! 
 And freely my backslidings heal, 
 And love the faithless sinner still. 
 
 Thou know^st the way to bring me back; 
 
 My fallen spirit to restore ; 
 O ! for thy truth and mercy's sake, 
 
 Forgive, and bid me sin no more : 
 The ruins of my soul repair. 
 And make my heart a house of prayer. 
 The stone to flesh again convert; 
 
 The veil of sin again remove : 
 Sprinkle thy blood upon my heart. 
 
 And melt it by thy dying' love ! 
 
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 This rebel heart by love subdue, 
 And make it soft, and make it new. 
 
 5 Give to mine eyes refreshing" tears. 
 
 And kindle my relentings now ; 
 Fill my whole soul with filial fears ; 
 
 To thy sweet yoke my spirit bow : 
 Bend by thy g'race, O bend or break 
 The iron sinew in my neck. 
 
 6 Ah! give me. Lord, the tender heart, 
 
 That trembles at the' approach of sin 
 A godly fear of sin impart; 
 
 Implant and root it deep within. 
 That I may dread thy gracious power. 
 And never dare to' offend thee more^ 
 
 HYMN 228. C. M. 
 
 1 r\ FOR a closer walk with God, 
 
 A calm and heavenly frame ; 
 A light to shine upon the road 
 That leads me to the Lamb. 
 
 2 Where is the blessedness I knew. 
 
 When first I saw the Lord ? 
 Where is the soul-refreshing view 
 Of Jesus and his word ? 
 
 3 What peaceful hours I once enjoy'd^ 
 
 How sweet their memory still ! 
 But they have left an aching void 
 The world can never fill. 
 
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 4 Return, O holy Dove, return, 
 
 Sweet messeng-er of rest: 
 I hate the sins that made thee mourn, 
 And drove thee from my breast. 
 
 5 The dearest idol I have known. 
 
 Whatever that idol be. 
 Help me to tear it from thy throne, 
 And worship only thee. 
 
 6 So shall my walk be close with God, 
 
 Calm and serene my frame; 
 So purer light shall mark the road 
 That leads me to the Lamb. 
 
 HYMN 229. 4 lines 7s. 
 
 1 "JllEPTH of mercy ! can there be, 
 
 Mercy still reserv'd for me ? 
 Can my God his wrath forbear ? 
 Me, the chief of sinners, spare ? 
 
 2 I have long withstood his grace, 
 Long provok'd him to his face ; 
 Would not hearken to his calls ; 
 Griev'd him by a thousand falls. 
 
 3 Kindled his relentings are. 
 Me he now delights to spare ; 
 Cries, "How shall I give thee up 
 Lets the lifted thunder drop. 
 
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 4 There for me the Saviour stands ; 
 Shows liis wounds, and spreads his hands 
 God is love ! I know, 1 feel ; 
 
 Jesus weeps and loves me still. 
 
 5 Jesus, answer from above. 
 Is not all thy nature love ? 
 
 Wilt thou not the wrong" forg"et ? 
 Suffer me to kiss thy feet ? 
 
 6 Now incline me to repent! 
 
 Let me now my fall lament ! v 
 Now my foul revolt deplore I 
 Weep, believe, and sin no more. 
 
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 HYMN 230. 6 lines 8s. 
 
 1 ¥N that sad memorable nig-ht, 
 
 -■■ When Jesus was for us betrayM, 
 He left his death-recording* rite, 
 
 He took, & bless'd, & brake the bread; 
 And g-ave his own their last bequest. 
 And thus his lovers intent exprest. 
 
 2 "Take, eat, this is my body g-iven. 
 
 To purchase life and peace for you. 
 
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 Pardon, and holiness, and heaven ; 
 
 Do this my dying- love to show : 
 Accept your precious legacy, 
 And thus my friends, remember me.** 
 
 He took into his hands the cup. 
 To crown the sacramental feast. 
 
 And full of kind concern look'd up. 
 And gave to them what he had blest ? 
 
 "And drink ye all of this, (he said) 
 
 In solemn memory of the dead. 
 
 "This my blood, which seals the new 
 Eternal covenant of my grace ; 
 
 My blood so freely shed for you. 
 For you and all the sinful race ; 
 
 My blood that speaks your sins forgiven. 
 
 And justifies your claim to heaven.'* 
 
 HYMN 231, S. M. 
 
 1 T ET all who truly bear. 
 
 The bleeding Saviour's name, 
 Their faithful hearts with us prepare, 
 
 And eat the Paschal Lamb : 
 Our passover was slain, 
 
 At Salem's hallow'd place. 
 Yet we who in our tents remain, 
 
 Shall gain his largest grace, 
 
 2 This eucharistic feast. 
 
 Our every want supplies, 
 
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 And still we by his death are blest, 
 
 And share liis sacrifice ; 
 By faith his flesh we eat, 
 
 Who here his passion show. 
 And God out of his holy seat 
 
 Shall all liis gifts bestow. 
 
 3 Who thus our faith employ 
 
 His suffering's to record ; 
 E'en now We mournfully enjoy 
 
 Communion with our Lord : 
 As though we every one 
 
 Beneath his cross had stood^ 
 And seen liim heave, and heard him gro. 
 
 And felt his gushing blood. 
 
 4 O God! 'tis finished now! 
 
 The mortal pang is past! 
 By faith his head we see him bow. 
 
 And hear liim breathe liis last. 
 We too with him are dead. 
 
 And shall with him arise, 
 The cross on which he bows his head 
 
 Shall lift us to the skies. 
 
 HYMN 232. C. M. 
 
 1 TESUS, at whose supreme command. 
 We now approach to God, 
 Before us in thy vesture stand. 
 Thy vesture dipt in blood. 
 
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 Obedient to thy gracious word, 
 We break the hallow'd bread, 
 
 Commem'rate thee, our dying* Lord, 
 And trust on thee to feed, 
 
 2 Now, Saviour, now, thyself reveal, 
 
 And make thy nature known, 
 Affix thy blessed Spirit's seal. 
 
 And stamp us for thy own. 
 The tokens of thy dying" love, 
 
 O let us all receive. 
 And feel the quick'ning* Spirit move, 
 
 And sensibly believe ! 
 
 a 3 The cup of blessing", bless'd by thee, 
 Let it thy blood impart; 
 The bread thy mystic body be, 
 
 And cheer each lang-uid heart, 
 The grace which sure salvation bring-s, 
 Let us herewith receive ; 
 ^ Satiate the hungry with g-ood thing's, 
 The hifiden manna give. 
 
 ^ i The living" bread sent down from heaven 
 
 In us vouchsafe to be ; 
 Thy flesh for all the world is g-iven. 
 
 And all may live by thee. 
 Now, Lord, on us thy flesh bestow. 
 
 And let us drink thy blood. 
 Till all our souls are filPd below. 
 
 With all the life of God. 
 
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 HYMN 233. L. M. ! 
 
 1 "Tills finished!"— so the Saviour cried, t 
 
 A And meekly bow'd his head 8;. died. 
 ^Tis finish' d — yes, the race is run. 
 
 The battle foug-ht, the victory won. 1 11 
 
 2 'Tis finished/ — all that heaven decreed, ^ 
 
 And all the ancient prophets said, 
 Is now fulfilled, as was desig-n'd, j ' 
 
 3 ^ T is finished f — Aaron now no more \ 
 
 Must stain his robes v/ith purple gore. ^ 
 The sacred veil is rent in twain, . 
 And Jewish rites no more remain. 
 
 4 ^Tis finished! — man is reconciled 
 
 To God, and powers of darkness spoiled* • 
 Peace, love, and happiness again 
 Return and dwell with sinful men. 
 
 5 ^Tis finished! — let the joyful sound 
 
 Be heard thro' all the nations round. ^ 
 'Tis finished /—let the echo fly 
 
 Thro' heaven & hell, thi'o' earth &; skyt 
 
 HYMN 234. C, M. 
 
 1 /\H, the sharp pang's of smarting" pain 
 My dear Redeemer bore ; 
 When knotty whips and ragg-ed thorns 
 His sacred body tore • 
 
 In thee the Saviour of mankind. 
 
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 'Twere you, my sins, my cruel sins ; 
 
 His chief tormentors were ; 
 Each of my crimes became a nail, 
 
 And unbelief the spear. 
 
 'Twei'e you that pulPd the vengeance down 
 
 Upon his guiltless head, 
 Break, break, my heart, O burst mine eyes 
 
 And let my sorrows bleed. 
 
 Strike, mighty grace, my stubborn soul. 
 
 Till melting waters flow, 
 And deep repentance drown mine eyes 
 
 In undissembled woe. 
 
 HYMN 235. C. M, 
 
 YONDER, — amazing sight ! — I see 
 Th' incarnate Son of God 
 Expiring on tli' accursed tree. 
 And welt'ring in his blood. 
 
 : 'Behold the purple torrents run 
 Down from his hands and head ! 
 The crimson tide puts out the sun ; 
 His groans awake the dead. 
 
 ; The trembling earth, the darkenM sky, 
 Proclaim the truth aloud ; 
 And with th' amaz'd centurion cry, 
 "This is the Son of God !" 
 
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 4 So great so vast a sacrifice. 
 May well my hope revive ; 
 If God's own Son thus bleeds and dies. 
 The sinner sure may live. 
 
 HY>IN 236. P. M. 
 
 1 l^OME all ye tender hearted Christian? 
 
 O come and help me for to mourn^ 
 To see the Son of God a bleeding", 
 
 And view his precious body torn. 
 Behold liim praying in the garden, 
 
 With his body bowed down, 
 And the bloody sweat so running-, 
 
 That drops were faUing* to the ground 
 
 2 He was a man of constant sorrow. 
 
 And went a mourner all his days ; 
 With sore distress was well acquainted. 
 
 But never v%-ent in smful ways, 
 The foxes have their holes provided, ' ^ 
 
 And the birds they have their nests, * ; 
 But the Son of man had no where 
 
 To lay his wear)' head to rest. 
 
 3 Behold him when the soldiers took him, 
 
 And led liim unto Pilate's bar ! 
 O come ye tender hearted Christians, 
 And view yonv Redeemer there ; 
 
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 Behold him when he was condemned, 
 
 Weary of a thorny crown, 
 And his tender temples pierced. 
 
 Until the blood came running* down. 
 
 And then behold the soldiers take him, 
 
 And nail him to a shameful tree : 
 O ! see him on the cross a bleeding". 
 
 His soul in mortal ag'ony ! 
 Hark, now the leg-al thunders smite him, 
 
 Lo, his burden'd bosom heave ! 
 Look how deep your sins have stung" him, 
 
 O, dying" sinners, look and live ! 
 
 They laid him in a new sepulchre. 
 Where never man was laid before; 
 
 He burst the bars of death asunder. 
 And brought salvation to the poor. 
 
 And now, he is gone up to heaven. 
 Pleading" there our cause on high ; 
 
 Christians, soon we'll follow after, 
 
 * Our Lord to see and glorify. 
 
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 HYMN 237. CM. 
 
 1 r^ELESTIAL Dove, descend from hi^h 
 ^ And on the water brood : 
 
 Come with thy quick'ning' power apply 
 The water and the blood. 
 
 2 I love the Lord, that stoops so low 
 
 To give his word a seal ; 
 But the rich grace his hands bestow 
 Exceeds the figure still. \ 
 
 3 Almighty God, for thee we call, 
 
 And our request renew ; a 
 Accept in Christ, and bless withal, ' ^ 
 The work we have to do. 
 
 HYMN 238. S. M. 
 
 1 IVfY Saviour's pierced side . 
 
 Pour'd out a double flood : 
 By water we are purify'd, 
 And pardon'd by his blood. 
 
 2 Call'd from above, I rise. 
 
 And wash away my sin ; 
 The stream to which my spirit flies> 
 Can make the foulest clean. 
 
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 it runs divinely clear, 
 
 A fountain deep and wide ; 
 'Twas opened by the soldier^s spear, 
 
 In my Redeemer's side ! 
 
 HYMN 239. C. M. 
 
 "tBROCL AIM," said Christ, "God's won* 
 ■ drous grace, 
 
 To all the sons of men ; 
 He who believes and is baptis'd, 
 
 Salvation shall obtain/' 
 
 Let plenteous grace descend on those, 
 
 who hoping in his word, 
 This day have publicly declar'd, 
 
 That Jesus is their Lord. 
 
 With cheerful feet may they go on, 
 
 And run the Christian race ; 
 And in the troubles of the way, 
 
 Find all-sufficient grace^ 
 
 And when the av/ful message comes, 
 
 To call their souls away ; 
 May they be found prepar'd to live 
 
 In realms of endless days. 
 
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 HTMX 240. C. M. 
 
 1 TN thy great name, O Lord, we come, 
 -■- To worship at thy feet ; 
 
 O, pour thy holy Spirit doAvn 
 On all that now shall meet. 
 
 2 We come to hear Jehorah speak. 
 
 To hear the Savioiu-'s voice : 
 Thy face and favour. Lord, we seek, 
 Now make our hearts rejoice. 
 
 3 Teach us to pray, and praise, and hear. 
 
 And understand thy word ; 
 To feel thy bHssful presence near, 
 And trust our hving- Lord. 
 
 4 Here let thy power and grace be felt, 
 
 Thy love and mercy known ; 
 Our icy hearts, dear Jesus, melt, 
 And break this flinty stone. 
 
 5 Let anners. Lord, thy goodness prove. 
 
 And saints rejoice in thee ; 
 Let rebels be subdued by love. 
 And to the SaYiour flee. 
 
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 HYMN 241. 4 lines 7s. 
 
 HERALDS of the King of kings, 
 Preach the peace the gospel brings. 
 Loud extol th' incarnate God, 
 Preach the virtue of his blood. 
 
 Celebrate with every breath 
 Jesus' meritorious death : 
 Speak of Jesus' saving name. 
 Which for ever is the same. 
 
 And may we in chorus join. 
 Blessing, praising Love divine ; 
 Never be asham'd to tell, 
 Christ hath saved our souls from helL 
 
 HYMN 242. 4 lines 7s. 
 
 LORD, we come before thee now. 
 At thy feet we humbly bow ; 
 O ! do not our suit disdain ; 
 Shall we seek thee. Lord, in vain ? 
 Lord, on thee our souls depend; 
 In compassion now descend ; 
 rill our hearts with thy rich grace. 
 Tune our lips to sing thy praise. 
 In thine own appointed way, 
 Now we seek thee, here we stay ; 
 Lord, we know not how to go, 
 Till a blessing thou bestow. 
 
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 4 Send some messag-e from thy word, 
 That may joy and peace afford ; 
 Let thy Spirit now impart 
 
 Full salvation to each heart, 
 
 5 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. 
 
 6 Grant that all may seek and find. 
 Thee a g-racious God and kind ; 
 Heal the sick, the captive free ; 
 Let us all rejoice in thee. 
 
 HYMN 243. L. M. 
 
 1 rilHY presence, g-racious God, afford. 
 
 Prepare us to receive thy word; 
 Now let thy voice eng-ag-e our ear. 
 And faith be mixt with what we hear. 
 
 2 Distracting thoughts and cares remove. 
 And fix our hearts and hopes above ; 
 With food divine may we be fed, 
 And satisfi'd with living bread. 
 
 3 To us thy sacred word apply. 
 With sov'reign power and energy. 
 And may we, in thy faith and fear. 
 Reduce to practice what we hear. 
 
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 HYMN 244. C. M. 
 
 1 rf^OME, O thou all-victorious Lord, 
 ^ Thy power to us make known ; 
 Strike with the hammer of thy word. 
 
 And break these hearts of stone. 
 
 2 Speak with the voice which wakes the dead 
 
 And bid the sleeper rise ; 
 And let each guilty conscience dread 
 The death that never dies. 
 
 3 To them a sense of guilt impart. 
 
 And then remove the load ; 
 Quicken, and wash the troubled heart 
 In thine atoning blood, 
 
 4 Their desp'rate state through sin declare 
 
 And speak their sins forgiv'n ; 
 By daily growth in grace prepare. 
 Then take them up to heaven, 
 
 HYMN 245. P. M. 8s & 7s. 
 
 1 TIRETHREN, we are met together, 
 To adore the Lord, our God: 
 Will you pray with all yonv powers. 
 While we try to speak his word ? 
 All is vain unless the Spirit 
 
 Of the Holy One come down. 
 Brethern pray, and holy manna 
 Will be shower'd all around. 
 
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 2 Brethren, see poor sinners round you. 
 
 Standing" on the brink of woe; 
 Death is coming', hell is moving*. 
 
 Can yon bear to let them go ? 
 See our fathers, see our mothers. 
 
 And our children sinking* down. 
 Brethren pray, &c. 
 
 3 Brethren, here are poor backsliders. 
 
 Who were once near heaven's door ^ 
 But they have denied their Saviour, 
 
 And are worse than ever before. 
 Yet the Saviour offers pardon. 
 
 If they will confess their wound.. 
 Brethren pray,. &c. 
 
 4 Sisters, will you join and help us? 
 
 Moses' sister helped him ; 
 "\Vill you seek the trembling* mourners,. 
 
 Who are strug-gling hard with sin ? 
 Tell them all about the Saviour, 
 
 Tell them that he will be found. 
 Sisters pray, &c. 
 
 5 Brethren, let us love each other,. 
 
 And our God supremely too ; 
 Let us love to pray for sinners, 
 
 Till our God makes all thing's new : 
 Then he '11 take us home to heaven. 
 
 At his table we 'U sit down ; 
 Christ will gird himself and serve us,. 
 
 With sweet manna all around. 
 
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 HYMN 246. 4 lines 7s. 
 
 1 RACTOUS Father, gracious Lord, 
 
 Give us ears to hear thy word; 
 Give us hearts to love and fear. 
 Give us now to find thee near. 
 
 2 Let us know and praise thee more, 
 Let us live on mercy's store. 
 
 Let us sing" our Saviour's love. 
 Till we join the saints above. 
 
 3 Then we'll praise thee and adore, 
 On the happy blissful shore ; 
 Praise with all the heavenly host. 
 Father, Son and Holy Ghost. 
 
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 1 TESUS, thou all-redeeming" Lord, 
 
 Thy blessing" we implore ; 
 Open the door to preach thy word. 
 The great, effectual door. 
 
 2 Gather the outcasts in, and save 
 
 From sin and Satan's pov/er; 
 And let them now acceptance have, 
 And know their gracious hour. 
 
 3 Lover of souls ! thou know'st to prize 
 
 What thou hast bought so dear : 
 Come, then, and in thy people's eyes, 
 With all thy wounds appear 1 
 
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 4 Appear as when of old confest, ^ 
 
 The suffering- Son of Gocl; 
 And let them see thee m thy vest,. |j i ] 
 But newly dipt in blood, 
 
 5 The hardness from their hearts remove, ^ 
 
 Thou who for all hast died : ^| 
 
 Show them the tokens of thy love, * 
 
 Thy feet, thy hands, thy side. J 
 
 6 Thy feet were nail'd to yonder tree ^ 
 
 To trample down their sin ; 
 Thy hands stretch'd out they all may se6^i l 
 To take thy murderers in. 
 
 7 Thy side an open fountain is, 
 
 Where all may freely g'o. 
 And drink the living streams of bliss, ' 
 And wash them white as snow. , 
 
 8 Ready thou art the blood to ' apply, ^ 
 
 And prove the record true : ' 
 And all thy wounds to sinners cry, 
 "I suffer 'd this for you 
 
 HYMN 248. P.M. 
 
 1 XJOLY God, and hast thou sent jl 
 XJl Me here to preach to-day ? 
 Oh! baptise my soul with fire. 
 
 And point me out the way, 
 While I draw the g'ospel bow,^ 
 
 Jesus let thin& arrows fiy, 
 
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 May each sinner feel this day, 
 That Christ for him did die. 
 
 Lord, we have assembled here, 
 
 To hear what thou wilt say ; 
 From the east and from the west. 
 
 Yea north and south to pray — 
 If I^m sent to preach thy word, 
 
 Holy God, display thy power ; 
 May we ha.ve a Pentecost, 
 
 A sweet refreshing* shower. 
 
 Lord of heaven and earth descend. 
 
 And feed thy lambs to-day; 
 Help us in thy name to preach. 
 
 To hear, to sing* and pray. 
 O, for streams of g-race and love! 
 
 O, for floods of life and power! 
 Lord, we beg for Jesus^ sake, 
 
 A sweet refreshing shower. 
 
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 HYMN 249. P. M. 
 
 SINNERS, will you scorn the message 
 Sent in mercy from above ? 
 Every sentence — O how tender! 
 Every line is full of love : 
 
 Listen to it, 
 Every line is full of love» 
 
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 2 Hear the heralds of the Gospel, 
 
 News from Zion's King" proclaim, 
 ' To each rebel sinner "Pardon, 
 Free forgiveness in his name." 
 
 How important! 
 Free forg-iveness in his name! 
 
 3 Tempted souls, they bring- you succour. 
 
 Fearful hearts, they quell your fears ; 
 And with news of consolation. 
 Chase away the falling* tears : 
 
 Tender heralds, ,^ 
 Chase away the falling* tears. 
 
 4 False professors, g'rov'hng' worldlings,, 
 
 Callous hearers of the word. 
 While the messengers addi-ess you. 
 Take the warnings they afford; 
 
 We entreat you. 
 Take the warnings they afford, 
 
 5 Who hath our report believed. 
 
 Who receiv'd the joyful word? 
 Who embrac'd the news of pardon, 
 OfferM to you by the Lord ! 
 
 Can you slight it, 
 Offer'd to you by the Lord ? 
 
 6 O ye angels, hov'ring round us, 
 
 Waiting spirits speed your way, 
 Hasten to the courts of heaven, 
 , Tidings bear without delay ; 
 Rebel sinners 
 Glad the message will obey. 
 
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 HYMN 250. C. M. 
 
 1 l\rOW Lord, the heavenly seed is sown, 
 
 Be it thy servant's care. 
 Thy heavenly blessings to bring" down, 
 By humble, fervent prayer. 
 
 2 In vain we plant without thine aid, 
 
 And water too in vain ; 
 Lord of the harvest, God of grace, 
 Send down thy heavenly rain. 
 
 3 Then shall our cheerful hearts & tongues 
 
 Begin this song divine — 
 <*Thou, Lord, hast giv'n the rich increase, 
 And be the glory thine !" 
 
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 \ HYMN 251. CM. 
 
 1 T ORD, in the morning thou shalt hear 
 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, 
 
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 Presenting* at the Father's throne 
 Our song-s and our complaints. 
 
 3 0 may thy Spirit g-uide my feet 
 
 In ways of rig-hteousness ! 
 Make every path of duty straig*ht. 
 And plain before my face. 
 
 4 Now to thy house will I resort. 
 
 To taste thy mercies there ; 
 I will frequent thy holy court. 
 And worship in thy fear. 
 
 HYMN 252. L. M. 
 
 1 \ WAKE, our souls, and with the sun 
 
 Your daily course of duty run ; 
 Shake off dull sloth, and early rise, 
 To pay your morning* sacrifice. 
 
 2 Blessed be God, who safe has kept. 
 And has refresh'd us while we slept : 
 Now help us, I^ord, to watch and pray, 
 
 ^ And serve thee faithfully to-day. 
 
 3 O Lord, illume, direct our way, 
 In all we think, or do, or say ; 
 
 That all our powers with all their mig-ht 
 In thy sole g'lory may unite ! 
 
 4 Teach each of us, thy will to know. 
 And do the same while here below. 
 So that when we from death awake, 
 AVe may of endless life partake. 
 
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 HYMN 253. C. M. 
 
 1 T ORD, in the morning* I will send 
 
 My pray'r to reach thine ear ; 
 Thou art my Father and my friend. 
 My help for ever near. 
 
 2 O lead me, keep me all this day, 
 
 Near thee in perfect peace ; 
 Kelp me to watch, to watch and pray^ 
 To pray and never cease. 
 
 3 I know my roving* feet will err, 
 
 Unless thou be m.y guide : 
 Warn me of every foe and snare, 
 And keep me near thy side. 
 
 4 So shall I pass all dang*ers safe. 
 
 And tread the tempter down, 
 My hope, my trust, joy and relief. 
 Shall be in_thee alone. 
 
 5 Thus let my moments smoothly run^ 
 
 And sing* my hours away, # 
 ' Till ev'ning" shade and setting* sun 
 Conclude in endless day. 
 
 HYMN 254. 4 lines 7s. 
 
 1 IVTOW the shades of nig-ht are g'one. 
 Now the morning light is come j 
 Lord, we would be thine to-day. 
 Drive the shades of sin away. 
 
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 2 Make our souls as noon-day clear, 
 Banish ev'ry doubt and fear ; 
 In thy vineyard. Lord, to-day, 
 We would labour, we would pray. 
 
 3 Keep our haughty passions bound, 
 Rising- up and sitting* down, 
 Going' out and coming" in. 
 Keep us safe from every sin. 
 
 4 When our work of life is past, 
 O, receive us then at last! 
 Night of sin will be no more, 
 AYhen we reach the heavenly shore. 
 
 HYMN 255. C. M. 
 
 When we, with welcome slumber presi 
 Had clos'd our weary eyes, 
 A power unseen secured our rest. 
 And made us joyful rise. 
 
 Numbers this nig-ht have doubtless met 
 
 Their long, eternal doom. 
 And lost the joys of morning' light 
 
 In death^s tremendous gloom. 
 
 3 But life to us its light prolongs, 
 Let warmest thanks arise; 
 Great God, accept our morning songs. 
 Our wilhng sacrifice. 
 
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 HYMN 256. S. M. 
 
 SEE how the morning sun 
 Pursues his shining* way ; 
 And wide proclaims his Maker's praise. 
 With every brighfuing* ray. 
 
 Thus would my rising* soul. 
 
 Its heavenly Parent sing*j 
 And to its great Orig-inal, 
 
 The humble tribute bring*. 
 
 Serene I laid me down. 
 
 Beneath his guardian care ; 
 I slept, and I awoke, and found 
 
 My kind Preserver near 1 
 
 My life I would anew 
 
 Devote, O Lord, to thee ; 
 And in thy service I would spend 
 
 A long" eternity. 
 
 HYMN 257. C. M. 
 
 ARISE, my soul, and praise the Lord, 
 For all his rich supplies 
 His g-oodness has again restored 
 My dormant faculties. 
 
 Rais'd from the slumbers of the nig-ht. 
 
 In which I helpless lay : 
 Lord, I adore thee for the light 
 
 Of this retui^ning day. 
 
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 3 I bless thee for thy gracious care. 
 Vouchsafed to me and mine ; 
 O may we still tliy g-oodness share, 
 And be for ever thine. 
 
 HYMN 258. C. M. 
 
 1 I^XCE more, my soul, the rising day 
 
 Salutes thy waking eyes; 
 Once more, my voice, thy tribute pay 
 To Him that rules the skies. 
 
 2 Night unto night his name repeats, 
 
 The day renews the sound ; 
 Wide as the heavens on which he sits. 
 To turn the seasons round, 
 
 3 *Tis He supports my mortal frame. 
 
 My tongue shall speak his praise ; 
 My sins might rouse his wrath to flame. 
 But yet his wrath delays. 
 
 4 O God, let all my hours be thine. 
 
 Whilst I enjoy the hght ; 
 Then shall my sun in smiles decline. 
 And bring a pleasing night. 
 
 HYMX 259. C. M, 
 
 1 rS'ER and Guardian of my sleep, 
 VJT To praise thy name I wake: 
 Still, Lord, thy helpless servant keep. 
 For thine own mercv's sake. 
 
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 2 The blessing of another day 
 
 J thankfully receive : 
 O may I only thee obey, 
 And to thy glory live ! 
 
 3 Vouchsafe to keep my soul from sin, 
 
 Its cruel power suspend, 
 Till all this strife and war within 
 In perfect peace shall end. 
 
 4 Upon me lay thy mighty hand. 
 
 My words and thoughts restrain : 
 Bow my whole soul to thy command, 
 Nor let my faith be vain, 
 
 5 Prisoner of hope, I wait the hour 
 
 Which shall salvation bring ; 
 When all I am shall own thy power. 
 And call my Jesus King. 
 
 HYIVIN 260. P. M. 
 
 1 XXOW bright appears the morning star, 
 -tl- with grace & truth beyond compare. 
 
 The royal root of Jesse : 
 O David's Son, of Jacob's Hue, 
 My soul's belov'd and King benign, 
 Thou'rt come fi-om heaven to bless me. 
 Precious, gracious, 
 Fair and glorious, e*re victorious. 
 
 Is my Saviour, 
 Nought but he can please me ever. 
 
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 2 How doth my needy soul rejoice. 
 That Christ, whom I so richly prize. 
 
 Is Lord of light and glory : 
 At last he '11 bring me to that place. 
 Where all the wonders of his grace 
 Shall be disclos'd before me. 
 Amen, Amen, 
 Come Lord Jesus, come release us; 
 
 O come speedy, 
 Lord, to meet thee make us ready. 
 
 HYMN 261. CM. 
 
 1 l^/f Y God was with me all the night, 
 IvJ. And gave me sweet repose; 
 His angels watch'd me while I slept. 
 
 Or I had never rose. 
 
 2 Now for the mercies of the night. 
 
 My humble thanks I'll pay ; 
 And unto God I'll dedicate. 
 The first fruits of the day. 
 
 3 In midst of dangers, fear and death. 
 
 Thy goodness I'll adore. 
 And praise thee for thy mercies past. 
 And humbly hope for more. 
 
 4 My Life, if thou preserve my life. 
 
 Thy sacrifice shall be ; 
 My death, when death must be my lot, 
 join my soul to thee, 
 
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 SABBATH MORNING HYMNS. 
 HYMN 262. L. M. 
 
 COME, dearest Lord, and bless this day. 
 Come, bear our thoug-hts from eai*th 
 Now let our noblest passions rise [away. 
 With ardour to their native skies. 
 
 Come Holy Spirit, all divine, 
 With rays of lig-ht upon us shine. 
 And let our waiting* souls be blest, 
 On this sweet day of sacred rest. 
 
 O may our pray'rs and praises riscj 
 As g-rateful incense to the skies. 
 And draw from heaven that sweet repose. 
 Which none but he who feels it knows. 
 
 L Then when our Sabbaths here ara o'er. 
 And we arrive on Canaan's shore, 
 With all the ransom'd we shall spend 
 A Sabbath which shall never end, 
 
 HYMN 263. S. M. 
 
 WELCOME, sweet day of rest, 
 That saw the Lord arise : 
 Welcome to this reviving breast. 
 And these rejoicing eyes ! 
 
 1 The King himself comes near. 
 And feasts his saints to-day ; 
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 Here we may sit and see him herej 
 And love, and praise, and pray. 
 5 One day in such a place 
 
 Where thou, my God, art seen. 
 Is sweeter than ten thousand daySj 
 Of pleasurable sin. 
 
 4 My willing" soul would stay 
 
 In such a frame as this, : 
 And sit and sing herself away, 
 To everlasting bliss. 
 
 HYMN 264. L. M. 
 
 1 ^WEET is the work, my God^ my King-, 
 ^ To praise thy name, give thanks & sing, 
 To show thy love by morning light. 
 And talk of all thy truth by night. 
 
 2 Sweet is the day of sacred rest, 
 
 No mortal cares shall seize my breast; 
 O may my heart in tune be found, 
 Like David's harp of solemn sound ! 
 
 3 When grace has purifi'd my heart. 
 Then I shall share a glorious part: 
 And fresh supplies of joy are shed^ 
 Like hoty oil to cheer my head. 
 Then shall I see, and hear, and know, 
 Ail I desir'd or wish'd below ; ^ 
 And every hour find sweet employ, 
 
 Ji] tha.t eternal world of jo}\ 
 
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 HYMN 265. S. M, 
 
 1 f ilHE day is past and gone, 
 
 -B- The ev'nmg" shades appear; 
 Oh may we all remember well. 
 The night of death draws near. 
 
 2 We lay our garments by, 
 
 Upon our beds to rest; 
 So death will soon disrobe us all 
 Of what we here possess. 
 
 3 Lord, keep us safe this night. 
 
 Secure from all our fears, 
 Beneath the shadow of thy wings^, 
 Till morning light appears. 
 
 4 And if we early rise. 
 
 And view th' unweari'd sun. 
 May we set out to win tlie prize. 
 And after glory run. 
 
 5 And when our days are past. 
 
 And we from time remove, 
 O may we in thy bosom rest. 
 The bosom of my love ! 
 
 HYMN 266. L. M. 
 
 [ I^LORY to. thee, my God, this night, 
 For -cill the blessings of the light, 
 
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 Keep me, O keep me, King* of kings, 
 Beneath thine own almighty wings. 
 
 2 For^ve me, Lord, for thy own Son, 
 
 The ills that I this day have done ; 4 
 That with the world, myself and thee, 
 I, ere I sleep, at peace may be. 
 
 3 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 av/ake. 1 
 
 4 Teach me to live that I may dread 
 The grave as little as my bed ; 
 Teach me to die, that so I may 
 
 Rise glorious at the judgment-day. ! 
 
 HYMN 267. C. M. 
 
 1 1^0 W, from the altar of our hearts. 
 
 Let warmest thanks arise ; 
 Assist us. Lord, to offer up i 
 Our evening sacrifice. | 
 
 2 This day, God was our sun and shield. 
 
 Our keeper and our guide ; 
 His care was on our weakness shown. 
 His mercies multiplied. 
 
 3 Minutes and mercies multiplied, | 
 
 Have made up all this day ; j 
 
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 Minutes came quick, but mercies were 
 More swift and free than they. 
 
 4f New time, new favours, and new joys, 
 Do a new song* require : 
 Till we shall praise thee as we would, 
 Accept our hearts* desire. 
 
 HYMN 268. CM. 
 
 I TN Jesus' name we come to thee, 
 
 1 -■- Thou God of holiness ! 
 
 For Jesus' sake, look down, and see 
 Us at thy throne of g-race. 
 
 2 We thank thee, Lord, for every good, 
 
 Conferr'd on us and ours : 
 For house, apparel, health and food. 
 For all thy bounty pours. 
 
 3 Oh ! take us in thy arms, and keep 
 
 Us throng*!! the silent nig-ht : 
 ' Give us refreshment in our sleep, 
 And fit us for the light. 
 
 HYMN 269. C. M. 
 
 1 £\ Lord, another day is flown, 
 
 And we, a lonely band, 
 , Are met once more before thy throne. 
 To bless thy fost'ring" hand. 
 
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 2 PreservM by thee, another da\-. 
 
 Another song- we rJiise ; 
 For Jesus* sake, accept, we pniv, 
 Our gratitude and praise. 
 
 3 Now take us underneath thy ^dng' — 
 
 Our God, our Guardian be ; 
 That in the morning' we may sing" 
 Another Hymn to thee. 
 
 HY:MX 270. L. M. 
 
 1 rwiHUS far the Lord hath led me on. 
 
 Thus far his power prolongs my da\-s„ 
 And every evening shall make known 
 Some fresh memorial of his grace. 
 
 2 Much of my time has run to waste. 
 
 And I perhaps am near my home: 
 But he forgives my follies past. 
 
 And gives me strength for days to come^ 
 
 3 I lay my body do^vn to sleep. 
 
 Peace is the piQow for my head; 
 While well-appointed angels keep 
 
 Their watchful stations round my bed, 
 
 4 Thus, when the night of death shall comeyt 
 
 My flesh shall rest beneath the ground^ 
 And wait thy voice to rouse my tomb, 
 With sweet salvation in tlie sound. 
 
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 HYMN 371. C. M. 
 
 BEGONE, lay worldly cares away. 
 Nor dare to tempt my sig-ht ; 
 Let me begin the ensuing* day. 
 Before I end this night. 
 
 I Yes, let the work of prayer and praise 
 Employ my heart and tong-ue : 
 Begin, my soul, thy Sabbath-days 
 Can never be too long". 
 
 i Let the past mercies of the week, 
 Exite a g-mteful frame ; 
 Nor let my tong-ue refuse to speak 
 Some good of Jesus' name. 
 
 l On wings of expectatioii borne. 
 My hopes to heaven ascend; 
 I long to welcome in the morn. 
 With thee the day to spend. 
 
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 HYMN 272. C, M. 
 
 t I^REQUENT the day of God returns 
 To shed its quickening beams, 
 And yet how slow devotion burns, 
 How languid are its flames ! 
 
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 2 Accept our fidnt attempts to lovej 
 
 Our frailties, Lord, forgive ; 
 We would be like thy saints above, 4 
 And praise thee while we live. \ 
 
 3 Increase, O Lord, our faith and hopej 
 
 And fit us to ascend. 
 Where the assembly ne'er brakes up. 
 And Sabbaths never end. ^ 
 
 4 There we shall breathe in heavenly air. 
 
 With heavenly lustre shine ; 
 Before the throne of God appear^ 
 And feast on love divine. 
 
 TIME. 
 
 HYMN 273. L. M. 
 
 1 i^H time, how few thy value weighj 
 
 How few will estimate a day ! 
 Days, months and years are rolling* on> 
 The soul neg-lected and undone ! 
 
 2 In painful cares, or empty joy/j, 
 Our life its precious hours destroys : 
 While death stands watching" at our side| 
 Eag-er to stop the living- tide. v 
 
 3 Was it for thisj ye mortal race, 
 Your Maker g-ave you here a place ? 
 
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 Was it for this his thoug-ht design'd 
 The frame of your immortal mind? 
 
 4 For nobler cares, for joys sublime, 
 He fashion'd all the sons of time ; 
 Then let us every day g-ive heed^ 
 To God, ourselves and time to yield. 
 
 HYMN 274. C. M. 
 
 1 nnHE time is short! the season iiears 
 Jl When death will us remove, 
 
 To leave our friends, however dear* 
 And all we fondly love. 
 
 2 The time is short! sinners beware, 
 
 Nor trifle time away; 
 The word of your salvation hear^ 
 While it is callM to-day. 
 
 5 The time is short! ye rebels nowj 
 
 To Christ, the Lord, submit; 
 To mercy's golden sceptre boWj 
 And fall at Jesus' feet. 
 
 4 The time is short! ye saints rejoice. 
 
 The Lord will quickly come, 
 Soon shall you hear the bridegroom's voice 
 To call you to 5^our home. 
 
 5 The time is short ! it swiftly flies — 
 
 The hour is just at hand, 
 When we shall mount above the skies, 
 And reach the wish'd for land. 
 
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 6 The time is short ! the moment neai\ 
 When we shall dwell above ; 
 And be forever happy there, 
 With Jesus, whom we love. 
 
 HYMN 275. L. M. 
 
 1 T IFE is the time to serve the Lord, 
 -■-^ The time to insure the g-reat reward. 
 And while the lamp holds out to burn, 
 
 O hasten, sinner, to return. 
 
 2 Life is the hour that God hath giv^n 
 To ^scape from hell, and fly to heaven, 
 The day of gi-ace when mortals may 
 Secure the blessing of the day. 
 
 3 The living know that they must die. 
 Beneath the clods their dust must he; 
 They have no share in all that 's done 
 Beneath the circle of the sun. 
 
 4 Then what my thoughts design to do. 
 My hands w^ith all your might pursue ; 
 Since no device or work is found. 
 
 Nor faith, nor hope, beneath the ground, 
 
 5 There are no acts or pardon pass'd 
 In the cold grave to which we haste ; 
 O may we all improve the grace ; 
 And see wit4i joy thy glorious face. 
 
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 HYMN 276. C. M. 
 
 TIME, like an ever-rolling* stream. 
 Bears all its sons away ; 
 They fly, forgotten as a di-earn, 
 Dies at the op'ning* day. 
 
 I The busy tribes of flesh and blood. 
 With all their cares and fears, 
 Are carried downward by the flood. 
 And lost in foll'ing" years. 
 
 I O God, our help in ag'es past. 
 Our hope for years to come^ 
 Be thou our guard while life shall last, 
 And our eternal home. 
 
 HYMN 277. P. M. 
 
 Fly rapid as the whirhng spheres 
 
 Around the steady pole. 
 Time, like the tide, its motion keeps. 
 And I must launch thro' endless deeps, 
 
 Where endless ages roll. 
 
 2 The gi'ave is near the cradle seen ; 
 How swift the moments pass betweenj 
 
 And whisper as they fly, 
 "Unthinking man, remember this, 
 ^'Tho' fond of sublunary bliss, 
 
 ^*That you must groan and die," 
 
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 3 My soul, attend the solemn call. 
 Thine earthly tent rnu^t shortly fall. 
 
 And thou must take thy flight 
 Beyond the vast expansive blue, 
 To sing above as angels doj 
 
 Or sink in endless night. 
 
 4 A heaven or hell, and these alone, 
 Beyond the present life are known, 
 
 There is no middle space ; 
 To-day attend the call divine, 
 To-morrow may be none of thine. 
 
 Or it may be too late. 
 
 HYMN 278. P. M. 
 
 1 /^OME, let us anew our journey pursue^ 
 
 Roll round with the year, 
 And never stand still till the Master ap- 
 pear ! 
 
 His adorable will let us gladly fulfil. 
 
 And our talents improve, 
 B}'' the patience of hope, and the labour 
 of love. 
 
 2 Our life as a dream, our time as a stream 
 
 Glides swiftly away ; 
 And the fugitive moment refuses to stsif* 
 The arrow is flown, the moment is gone ; 
 
 The millennial year 
 Rushes on to our view, & eternity's here. 
 
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 0 that each in the day of His coming" may 
 
 say, 
 
 "I have foug-ht my way through ; 
 
 1 have finish'd the work thou didst give 
 
 me to do \" 
 O that each from Ms Lord may receive 
 
 tlie glad word, 
 •Well and faithfully done ! 
 Enter into my joy, and sit down on my 
 
 throne." 
 
 HYMN 279. C. M. 
 
 THEE we adore, Eternal Name ! 
 And humbly own to thee, 
 How feeble is our mortal frame, 
 What dying worms we be ! 
 
 ' Our wasting lives grow shorter still, 
 As days and months increase : 
 And every beating pulse we tell, 
 Leaves but the number less. 
 
 The year rolls round, and steals away 
 The breath that first it gave : 
 
 Whatever we do, whatever we be. 
 We're travelling to the grave. 
 
 . Dangers stand thick through all the ground. 
 To push us to the tomb ; 
 And fierce diseases wait around. 
 To hurry mortals home. 
 
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 5 Great God ! on what a slender thread 
 
 Hang" everlasting" thing's ! 
 The' eternal states of all the dead 
 Upon hfe's feeble strings. 
 
 6 Infinite joy, or endless woe, 
 
 Attends on every breath ; 
 And yet how imconcern'd we go 
 Upon the brink of death ! 
 
 7 Waken, O Lord, our drowsy sense 
 
 To walk this dangerous road ; 
 And if our souls are hurried hence, 
 May they be found with God ! 
 
 HY]VIN 280. P. M. 
 
 1 T O ! on a narrow neck of land; 
 
 'Twixt two unbounded seas I stands 
 
 Yet how insensible ; 
 A point of time, a moment's space 
 Removes me to yon heav'nly place. 
 
 Or shuts me up in hell ! 
 
 2 O God ! my inmost soul convert 
 And deeply on my thoughtful heart, 
 
 Eternal things impress ; 
 Give me to feel their solemn vv^eight. 
 And save me, ere it be too late, 
 
 By free and sovereign grace. 
 Before me place in bright array, 
 The "pomp of that tremendous day, 
 
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 When thou in clouds shalt come, 
 To judg-e the nations at thy bar ! 
 O tell me, Lord, shall I be there, 
 
 To meet a jo3^ful doom ! 
 
 Be this my one great business here. 
 With holy joy and holy fear, 
 
 To make my caliing- sure ; 
 Assist, O Lord, a feeble worm. 
 Then shall I all thy will perform,, 
 
 And to the end endure. 
 
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 HYMN 281. L. M. 
 
 WHY should we start and fear to die ! 
 What timorous worms we mortals 
 Death is the gate to endless joy, [are^ 
 And yet we dread to enter there. 
 
 Tlie pains, the groans, the dying strife, 
 Fright our approaching souls away ; 
 
 And we shrink back ag-ain to life. 
 Fond of our prison and our clay. 
 
 O if my Lord would come and meet. 
 My soul would stretch her wings in haste^ 
 
 Fly fearless through death's iron gate, 
 Noi" feel the terrors as she past ! 
 
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 4 Jesus can make a dying" bed 
 
 Feel soft as downy pillows are, 
 While on his breast I lean my head, 
 And breathe my life out sweetly there. 
 
 HYMN 282. S. M, 
 
 First Part, 
 
 1 /4 ND am I born to die ? 
 
 To lay this body down ? 
 And must my trembling* spirit fly 
 Into a world unknown ? 
 
 2 A land of deepest shade, 
 
 UnpiercM by human thought ; 
 The dreary regions of the dead. 
 Where all things are forgot ! 
 
 3 Soon as from earth I g-o. 
 
 What will become of me r 
 Eternal happiness or woe 
 Must then my portion be. 
 
 4 W^ak'd by the trumpet's sound, 
 
 I from my. grave shall rise. 
 And see the Judge with glory crown'd. 
 And see the flaming" skies ! 
 
 5 How shall I leave my tomb ? 
 
 With triumph or regret ? 
 A fearfiil, or a joyful doom, 
 A curse, or blessing meet ? 
 
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 6 Will ang-el bands convey 
 
 Their brother to the bar ? 
 Or devils drag* my soul away. 
 To meet its sentence there ? 
 
 7 Who can resolve the doubt, 
 
 That tears my anxious breast ? 
 Shall the with the damn'd cast out, 
 Or number'd with the blest? 
 
 8 I must from God be driven, 
 
 Or w^ith my Saviour dwell; 
 Must come at his command to heaven, 
 Or else— depart to hell. 
 
 HYMN 283. S. M. 
 
 Second Part. 
 
 OTHOU that wouldst not have 
 One wretched sinner die ; 
 Who diedst thyself, my soul to save 
 From endless misery! 
 
 Show me the way to shun 
 Thy dreadful wrath severe ; 
 
 That when thou comest on thy throne, 
 I may with joy appear. 
 
 Thou art thyself the Way, 
 
 Thyself in me reveal ; 
 So shall I spend my life's short day 
 
 Obedient to thy will : 
 
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 4 So shall I love my God, 
 
 Because he first lov'd me ; 
 And praise thee m thy brig-ht abode. 
 To all eternity. 
 
 HYMN 284. S. M. 
 
 1 \ ND must this body die, 
 
 This well-wroug-ht frame decay ? 
 And must these active limbs of mine 
 Lie moald'ring- 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 ever from the sides 
 Looks down and watches all my dust. 
 Till he shall bid it rise. 
 
 4 Array'd in g-Iorious g-race 
 
 Shall these vile bodies shine, 
 And every shape, and every face, 
 Be heavenly and divine. 
 
 5 These lively hopes we owe, 
 
 Lord, to thy dying' love : 
 O may we bless thy grace below. 
 And sing' thy g-race above ! 
 
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 ^6 Saviour, accept the praise 
 
 Of these our humble song's, 
 Till tunes of nobler sounds we raise 
 With our immortal tongues. 
 
 HYMN 285, C. M. 
 
 1 £\ GOD ! our help in ages past, 
 
 Our hope for years to come, 
 Our shelter from the stormy blast. 
 And our eternal home : 
 
 2 Under the shadow of thy throne^, 
 
 Still may we dwell secure i 
 Sufficient is thine arm alone, 
 And our defence -is sure. 
 
 S Before the hills in order stood. 
 Or earth received her frame. 
 From everlasting" thou art God, 
 To endless years the same. 
 
 4 A thousand ages in thy sight, 
 Are like an evening gone ; 
 Short as the watch that ends the night, 
 Before the lising sun. 
 
 .5 The busy tribes of flesh and blood, 
 With all their cares and fears, 
 Are carried downward by the floods 
 And lost in following yeai's. 
 
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 6 Time, like an ever-rolling stream. 
 
 Bears all its sons away; 
 They fly, forgotten, as a. dream 
 Dies at the op'ning day, 
 
 7 O God ! our help in ages past, 
 
 Our hope for years to come; 
 Be thou our guide while hfe shall last. 
 And our perpetual home ! 
 
 HYMN 286. 8 lines 8s & 7s. 
 
 1 TTAPPY soul, thy days are ended. 
 
 All thy mourning days below ;, 
 Go, by angel guards attended,; 
 
 To the sight of Jesus go. 
 Waiting to receive thy spirit, 
 
 Lo! thy Saviour stands above ^ 
 Shows the purchase of his merit. 
 
 Reaches out the crown of love. 
 
 2 Strug'gle through thy latest passion. 
 
 To thy g'reat Redeemer's breast ^ 
 To his uttermost salvation. 
 
 To his everlasting" rest. 
 For the joy he sets before thee. 
 
 Bear a momentary pain ; 
 Die to live a life of glory : 
 
 Suffer, w^ith thy Lord to reign. 
 
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 HYMN 287. S, M. 
 
 1 "trow blest the rig-hteous are ! 
 -H When they resigTi their breath ; 
 No wonder Balaam wish'd to share 
 
 In such a happy death. 
 
 2 «0h! let me die" saith he, 
 
 "The death the righteous do ; 
 "When life is ended, let me be 
 "Found with the faithful few." 
 
 3 The force of truth how great! 
 
 When enemies confess. 
 None but the righteous whom they hate, 
 A solid hope possess. 
 
 4 But Balaam's wish was vain. 
 
 His heart was insincere: 
 He thirsted for unrighteous gain. 
 And sought a portion here, 
 
 5 He seem'd the Lord to know. 
 
 And to offend his loth : 
 But mammon proved his overthrow. 
 For none can serve them both. 
 
 6 May you, my friends, and I, 
 
 Warning from hence receive ; 
 If like the righteous we would die, 
 We righteously must live. 
 
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 HYMN 288. C. M. 
 
 1 \ ND let this feeble body fail, 
 
 And let it faint or die ; 
 My soul shall quit the mournful vale^ 
 
 And soar to worlds on hig-h : 
 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 of that immortal crown 
 
 I now the cross sustain ; 
 And g'ladly wander up and down^ 
 
 And smile at toil and pain : 
 I suffer on my thi-eescore years, 
 
 Till my Deliverer come; 
 And wipe away his servant's tear%. 
 
 And take his exile home. 
 
 3 O what hath Jesus boug-ht for me } 
 
 Before my ravish'd eyes. 
 Rivers of hfe divine I see, 
 
 And trees of Paradise! 
 I see a world of spirits brigiit. 
 
 Who taste the pleasures there ! 
 They all are rob'd in spotless white^ 
 
 And conquering- palms they bear. 
 
 4 0 what are aU my suffering's here. 
 
 If, Lord, thou count me meet>. 
 
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 With that enraptur'd host to' appear. 
 
 And worship at thy feet ! 
 Give joy or grief, g*ive ease or pain. 
 
 Take hfe or friends away : 
 But let me find them all again 
 
 In that eternal day. 
 
 HYMN 289. C. M. 
 
 1 XT ARKJ from the tombs a doleful sound^, 
 -■L-"- My ears attend the cry ! 
 
 "Ye living" men, come view the ground 
 Where you must shortly lie. 
 
 2 "Princes, this clay must be your bed, 
 
 In spite of all your towers : 
 The tall, the wise, the reverend head. 
 Shall lie as low as ours.*' 
 
 3 Great God ! is this our certain doom ! 
 
 And are we still secure ! 
 Still walking downw^ard to the tomb. 
 And yet prepared no more ! 
 
 4 Grant us the power of quickening grace. 
 
 To fit our souls to fly ; 
 Then, when we drop this dying flesh. 
 We'll rise above the sky. 
 
 HYMN 290. L. M. 
 
 1 ^7"E mourners who in silent gloom. 
 
 Bear your dear kindred to the tomb; 
 
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 Grudge not when Christians go to rest, 
 They sleep in Jesus, and are blest. 
 
 2 Call tlien to mmd their faith, their love, 
 Their meekness for the realms above ; 
 And if to heaven a saint is fled, 
 
 O mourn the living, not the dead. 
 
 3 Weep o'er the thousands that remain. 
 Deep sunk in sin, or rack'd with pain ; 
 Mourn your own crimes & wicked ways. 
 And learn to number all your days. 
 
 HYMN 291. C. M. 
 
 1 "^^KTHY do we mourn departed friends, 
 ^ ▼ Or shake at death's alarms ? 
 
 'Tis but the voice that Jesus sends, 
 To call us to his arms. 
 
 2 Why should we tremble to convey 
 
 Their bodies to the tomb ? 
 There the dear flesh of Jesus lay, 
 And left a long perfume. 
 
 3 The graves of all his saints he blest, 
 
 And soften'd every bed ; 
 Where should the dying members rest. 
 But with theu' dying Head ? 
 
 4 Then let the last loud trumpet sound. 
 
 And bid liis kindred rise : 
 Awake ye nations under ground, 
 Ye saints ascend the skies. 
 
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 HYMN 292. S. M. 
 
 1 4 SOLEMN march we make, 
 
 Towards the silent grave, 
 A lodging" all must quickly take, 
 And carnal pleasures leave. 
 
 2 O what a striking scene. 
 
 In this cold grave appears ! 
 A mortal turn'd to dust again. 
 Quite spun out all his years. 
 
 o And we who now attend. 
 
 Must soon resign our breath, 
 God will the solemn summons send, 
 By dreadful ghastly death. 
 
 4 If myself the' next should be, 
 
 That crumble with the dust ; 
 My soul — what then becomes of thee ? 
 Hast thou a lot with Christ ? 
 
 5 Since I attended here. 
 
 My moments swiftly glide. 
 And death upon their wings they bear 
 A quick perpetual tide. 
 
 6 Now let me home return, 
 
 And strive my soul to save ; 
 Lest I in hell should ever burn, 
 And, with the damned rave. 
 
 7 Jesus, despised friend, 
 
 I'll slight thy love no more ; 
 
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 DEATH. 
 
 Dear Saviour, now that Spii'it scndy 
 Which I so g-riev'd before. 
 8 Then I'll prepare to meet, 
 My Jesus at Ms bar, 
 
 Fov ever worship at his feet, 
 And sing" liis praises there. 
 
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 HYMN 293. C. M. 
 
 1 f IIHY life I read, my gracious Lord, 
 JL With transport all divine ; 
 Thine image trace in every word. 
 
 Thy love in every line. 
 
 2 Methinks I see a thousand charms 
 
 Spread o'er thy lovely face, 
 While infants in thy tender arms 
 Receive the smiling" grace. 
 
 3 "Take these little lambs," said he, 
 
 "And lay them in my breast ; 
 Protection they shall find in me. 
 In me the 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 ; 
 
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 I'll give them tong-ues to sing- my praise^ 
 And hands to do my w'AV 
 6 His words the happy parents hear^ 
 And shout with joys divine ; 
 O Saviour, all we have and are. 
 Shall be for ever thine. 
 
 HYMN 294. C. M, 
 
 1 >% N early summons Jesus sends 
 
 To call a child above : 
 And whispers o^er the weeping" friends^, 
 'Tis all the fruit of love. 
 
 2 To save the darling child from woe. 
 
 And guard it from all harms, 
 From all the griefs you feel below,. 
 I call'd it to my arms. 
 
 3 Ah, do no"^. rashly with me strive, 
 
 Nor vainly fast or weep ; 
 The child, though dead, is yet alive. 
 And only falFn asleep. 
 
 4 'Tis on the Saviour ^s bosom laid. 
 
 And feels no sorrow there ; 
 ^Tis by a heavenly parent fed, 
 And needs no more your care. 
 
 5 To you the child was only lent, 
 
 "While mortal it was thine ; 
 But now in robes immortal pent„ 
 It lives for ever mine» 
 
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 DEATH. 
 
 HYMN 295. C. M. 
 
 1 "^^^HEN blooming" youth is snatch'd a- 
 
 By death's resistless hand, [way 
 Our hearts the mournful tribute pay, 
 Wliich pity must demand. 
 
 2 While pity prompts the rising" sigh, 
 
 O may this truth, imprest 
 With awful power — I too must die, 
 Sink deep in every breast. 
 
 3 Let this vain world eng-age no more, 
 
 Behold the g"aping" tomb ; 
 It bids us seize the present hour. 
 To-morrow death may come. 
 
 4 The voice of this alarming* scene 
 
 May every heart obey ; 
 Nor be the heavenly warning vain 
 AVhich calls to watch and pray. 
 
 5 O let us fly, to Jesus fly. 
 
 Whose powerful arm can save ; 
 Then shall our hopes ascend on high. 
 And triumph o'er the g-rave. 
 
 6 Great God, thy saving- gi'ace impart, 
 
 With cleansing, heahng" power ; 
 This only can prepare the heart. 
 For death's surprising hour. 
 
JUDGMENT. 
 
 HYMN 296. L. M. 
 
 1 TJEFORE the great Jehovah's bar. 
 
 Soon must assembled worlds appear,. 
 And ev'ry deed, and word, and thought. 
 Shall into judgment then be brought. 
 
 2 Then all shall hear their righteous doom 
 Of wrath or endless joys to come. 
 
 And each receive his just reward. 
 Of bliss or vengeance from the Lord. 
 
 HYMN 297. C. M. 
 
 1 FT1HAT awful day will surely come, 
 A The' appointed hour makes haste. 
 When I must stand before my Judge, 
 
 And pass the solemn test. 
 
 2 Thou lovely Chief of all my joys. 
 
 Thou Sov'reign of my heart. 
 How could I bear to hear thy voice 
 Pronounce the sound, depart / 
 
 3 The thunder of that awful word. 
 
 Would so torment my ear, 
 'Twould tear my soul asunder, Lord,, 
 With most tormenting fear. 
 
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 4 What, to be banish'd from my Lord, 
 
 And yet forever die ! 
 To ling-er in eternal pain> 
 Yet death forever fly ! 
 
 5 O wretched state of deep despair. 
 
 To see my God remove. 
 And fix my doleful station where 
 I must not taste his love ! 
 
 •6 Oh ! tell me that my worthless name 
 Is g-raven on my hands ; 
 Show me some promise in thy book. 
 Where my salvation stands. 
 
 HYMN 298. C. M. 
 
 1 A ND must I be to judgment brought, 
 -^J^ And answer in that day, 
 
 For every vain and idle thoug^ht. 
 And every word I say ? 
 
 2 Yes, every secret of my heart 
 
 Shall shortly be made known. 
 And I receive my just desert 
 For all that I have done. 
 
 3 How careful then oug-ht I to live ! 
 
 With what religious fear. 
 Who such a strict account must g-ive 
 For my beliaviour here ! 
 
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 4 Tliou awful Judge of quick and dead. 
 
 The watchful power bestow; 
 So shall I to my ways take heed. 
 To all I speak or do. 
 
 5 If now thou standest at the door, 
 
 0 let me feel thee near ! 
 
 And make my peace with God, before 
 
 1 at thy bar appear, 
 
 HYMN 299. P. M, 
 
 1 CJEE the eternal Judge descending, 
 ^ Seated on his Father's throne ; 
 Now, poor sinner, Christ will show thee 
 
 That he's with the Father One : 
 
 Trumpets call thee, 
 Stand and hear the awful doom, 
 
 2 Hear the sinner now lamenting. 
 
 At the sight of fier<:er pain ; 
 Cries and tears he now is venting, 
 , But he weeps and cries in vain: 
 Greatly mourning, 
 That he ne'er was born again. 
 
 S Yonder sits my slighted Saviour, 
 With the marks of dying love .: 
 O that I had sought his favour. 
 When I felt his Spirit move ! 
 
 Doom'd I'm justl}^. 
 For I have against him strove. 
 
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 JUDGMENT. 
 
 4 All his wooing' I have slighted, 
 
 Wliile he daily sought my soul^ 
 If my vows to him I plighted, 
 Yet for sin I broke them all : 
 
 Golden moments. 
 How neglected did they roll ! 
 
 5 There I see my godly neighbours, 
 
 Who were once despis'd by me, 
 Now they 're glad in dazzUng splendor. 
 Waiting my sad fate to see ; 
 
 Farewell, neighbours — 
 Dismal gulph I'm bound for thee I 
 
 6 Hail ! ye ghosts, that dwell in darkness. 
 
 Groaning rattling of your chains ! 
 Christ has now denounc'd my sentence, 
 I'm to dwell in endless pains ; 
 
 Down I'm rolling. 
 Never to return again. 
 
 7 Nov/ experience plainly shows me. 
 
 Hell is not a fabled thing. 
 Now I see my friends in glory. 
 Round the throne they ever sing, 
 
 I'm tormented 
 With an everlasting sting. 
 
JUDGMENT. 
 
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 HYMN 300. P. M. 
 
 1 T O ! we see the sig-n appearing", 
 
 Jesus comes, the Judg-e severe, 
 Hell is trembling-, earth is quaking, 
 Sinners shriek with awful fear: 
 
 Come to judg-ment. 
 Stand your awful doom to hear. 
 
 2 See the world in flames is burning". 
 
 Hills and mountains fly away ; 
 Lo! the moon and stars are falling", 
 Comets blazing" through the sky: 
 
 Thunders rolling", 
 Sinners now for help they cry. 
 
 3 From the general conflagration, 
 
 Moimts the righteous up on high, 
 Gain the hope of their salvation, 
 Live with God no more to die : 
 
 Hallelujah! 
 Glory to the Lamb, they cry. 
 
 4 Stop, my soul, look back and wonder. 
 
 See the wicked left behind. 
 Hear them crying, weeping, wailing, 
 For a moment's ease to find ; 
 
 Doom'd to sorrow, 
 In the lake of hell confinM, 
 
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 JUDGMENT. 
 
 HYMN 301. L. M. 
 
 1 "OTE comes ! He comes ! tlie Judg-e severel 
 -i. J. The seventh trumpet speaks liim near; 
 His lig-htning-s flashy his thunders roll ; 
 How welcome to the faithful soul ! 
 
 2 From heaven ang-elic voices sound ; 
 See the almig-hty Jesus crownM! 
 Girt w^ith omnipotence and g-race^ 
 And g*lory decks the Saviour's face. 
 
 3 Descending* on his azure throne, 
 
 He claims the kingdoms for his own ; 
 The kingdoms all obey, his word, 
 And hail him their triumphant Lord! 
 
 4 Shout, all the people of the sky, 
 And all the saints of the Most High ; 
 Our Lord, who now his rig'ht' obtains. 
 For ever and for ever reignis. 
 
 HYM.N 302. L. M. 
 
 1 rilhe gTeat archangel's trump shall sound, 
 A (\Vhile twice ten thousand thunders 
 
 roar,) 
 
 Tear up the graves, and cleave the ground, 
 And make the gTcedy sea restore. 
 
 2 The greedy sea shall yield her dead, 
 
 The earth no more her slain conceal ; 
 Sinners shall hft their g-vulty head. 
 And shrmk to see a yawning' hell. 
 
JUDGMENT. 
 
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 , 3 But we, who now our Lord confess, 
 ' And faithful to the end endure, 
 Shall stand in Jesus' rig-hteousness : 
 Stand, as the Rock of Ages, sure. 
 
 4 We, while the stars from heaven shall fall, 
 
 And mountains are on mountains hurPd, 
 Shall stand uilmov'd amidst them all. 
 And smile to see a burning" world. 
 
 5 The earth and all the works therein 
 
 Dissolve, by raging- flames destroy^l; 
 "While we survey the awful scene. 
 And mount above the fiery void. 
 
 6 By faith we now transcend the skies. 
 
 And on that ruin'd world look down : 
 By love above all height we rise. 
 And share the everlasting* throne. 
 
 HYMN 303. C. M. 
 
 1 "riEHOLD that great and awful day 
 
 Of parting- soon will come. 
 When sinners must be hurl'd away, 
 And Christians gathered home ! 
 
 2 Perhaps the parent sees the child 
 
 Sink down to endless flames, 
 With shrieks and howls, and bitter cries, 
 Ne> er to rise again. 
 
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 3 "O father, see my blazing" hands ! 
 
 Mother, behold your child ! 
 Ag-ainst you now a witness stands. 
 Amidst the flames confin'd 
 
 4 The child perhaps the parents view. 
 
 Go headlong' down to hell : 
 Gone with the rest of Satan^s crew. 
 And bid the child farewell 1 
 
 5 The husband sees his piteous wife, 
 
 With whom he once did dwell. 
 Depart with g^roans and bitter cries. 
 My husband, fare you well ! , 
 
 6 But O, perhaps the wife may see 
 
 The man she once did love. 
 Sink down to endless misery, 
 While she is crowned above ! 
 
 HYMN 304. S. M. 
 
 1 rilHOU Judge of quick and dead, 
 
 Before whose bar severe. 
 With holy joy, or guilty dread, 
 W"e ail sifiall soon appear ; 
 
 2 Our caution'd souls prepare 
 
 For that tremendous day, 
 And fill us now with watchful care, 
 And stir us up to pray : 
 
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 3 To pray and wait the hour, 
 
 That awful hour unknown, 
 When rob'd m majesty and power. 
 Thou shalt from heaven come down. 
 
 4 The' uTimortal Son of man. 
 
 To judg-e the human race, 
 With all thy Fatlier^s dazzling- train, 
 With all thy g-lorious g-race. 
 
 5 To damp our earthly joys. 
 
 To' increase our g-racious fears. 
 For ever let the' archang-el's voice 
 Be sounding" in our ears; 
 
 6 The solemn midnig-ht cry, 
 
 "Ye dead, the Judg-e is come ! 
 Arise, and meet him in the sky. 
 And meet 3^our instant doom I" 
 
 7 O may we thus be found 
 
 Obedient to thy word. 
 Attentive to the trumpet's sound. 
 And looking- for our Lord ! 
 
 8 O may we all insure 
 
 A lot among" the blest : 
 And watch a moment to secure 
 An everlasting" rest. 
 
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 ETERNITY. 
 
 HYMN 305. C. M. 
 
 1 TESUS, my Lord, to glory's gone, 
 ^ Him will I g-o and see ; 
 
 And all my brethren here below. 
 Will soon come after me. 
 
 2 My friends, I bid you all adieu, 
 
 I leave you in God's care ; 
 And if I never more see you, 
 Go on, I'll meet you there. 
 
 3 When we've been there ten thousand years 
 
 Bright shining as the sun, 
 We've no less days to sing God's praise. 
 Than when we first begun. 
 
 4 And when as many years have pass'd. 
 
 As sands upon the shore. 
 The saints above shall have no fear, 
 That theu' blest days are o'er. 
 
 5 If all the drops in ocean's wide 
 
 Could but be number'd o'er. 
 And then by millions multiplied. 
 And thrice as many more. — 
 
 6 And then as many years should pass, 
 
 As water drops that fall, 
 Or grains of sand, or spires of grass, 
 Upon this earthly ball. 
 
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 T And when as many millions more. 
 As stars that fill the sky ; 
 Then all these numbers doubled o'er. 
 Can't meet eternity. 
 
 5 Eternity will still remain, 
 'Twill be eternity ; 
 The song" to Christ who once was slain, 
 Will last eternallj^, 
 
 HYMN 306. L. M. 
 
 ETERNITY is just at hand ! 
 And shall I waste my ebbing" sand ? 
 And careless view departing- day. 
 And throw my inch of time away ? 
 
 J But an eternity there is, 
 Of endless woe or endless bliss : 
 And swift as time fulfils its round. 
 We to eternity are bomid^ 
 
 ; What countless millions of mankind 
 Have left this fleeting- world behind! 
 They're g'one! but where? ah, pause & seel 
 Gone to a long" eternity ! 
 
 1^ Sinner, canst thou for ever dwell 
 In all the fiery deeps of hell? 
 And is death nothing- then to thee — 
 Death and a dread eternity ? | 
 
HYMN 307. CM. 
 
 1 "^LTE golden lamps of heaven! farewell. 
 With all your feeble light, 
 Farewell, thou ever-changing moon, 
 
 Pale empress of the night ! 
 2 And thou, refulgent orb of day, 
 
 In brighter flames array'd ! 
 My soul, which springs beyond thy sphere 
 No more demands thine aid. 
 
 S Ye stars are but the shining dust 
 Of my divine abode. 
 The pavement of those heavenly courts, 
 Where I shall reign with God. 
 
 4 The Father of eternal light 
 
 Shall there his beams display; 
 Nor shall one moment's darkness mix 
 With that unvary'd day. 
 
 5 No more the drops of piercing* grief 
 
 Shall swell into mine eyes ; 
 Nor the meridian sun decline 
 Amidst those brighter skies. 
 
 6 There all the millions of his saints 
 
 Shall in one song unite, 
 And each the bliss of all shall share 
 With infinite delight. 
 
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 HYMN 308. C. M. 
 
 1 JERUSALEM! my happy home, 
 J O, how I long" for thee ! 
 When will my sorrows have an end i 
 
 Thy joys when shall I see ? 
 
 2 Thy walls are all of precious stone. 
 
 Most glorious to behold! 
 Thy g-ates are richly set with pearl, 
 Thy streets are pav^d with g-old. 
 
 3 Thy gardens and thy pleasant greens. 
 
 My study long have been; 
 Such sparkling light, by human sight. 
 Has never yet been seen. 
 
 4 If heaven be thus, O ! glorious Lord, 
 
 Why should I stay from thence ! 
 What folly His that I should dread 
 To die and go from hence. 
 
 HYMN 309. C. M. 
 
 1 mHERE is a land of pure delight. 
 Where saints immortal reign ; 
 Infinite day excludes the nighty 
 And pleasures banish pain. 
 
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 2 There everlasting- spring* abides. 
 
 And never- withering" flowers ; 
 Death like a narrow sea, divides, 
 This heav'nly land from ours. 
 
 3 Sweet fields beyond the swelling* flood. 
 
 Stand drest in living" g'reen ; 
 So to the Jews old Canaan stood, 
 While Jordan x'olPd between. 
 
 4 But tim'rous mortals start and shrink 
 
 To cross this narrow sea; 
 And ling-er shiv'rin^ on the brink, 
 And fear to launch away. 
 
 5 0 could we make our doubts remove, 
 
 The g-loomy doubts that rise. 
 And see the Canaan that we love. 
 With unbeclouded eyes. 
 
 6 Could we but climb where Moses stood. 
 
 And view the land-scape o'er, 
 Not Jordan's streams nor death's cold flood 
 Should frig-ht us from the sliore. 
 
 HYMN 310. CM. 
 
 1 £\N Jordan's stormy banks I stand. 
 
 And cast a wishful eye 
 To Canaan's fair and happy land. 
 Where my possessions lie. 
 
 2 O the transporting" rapt'rous scene, 
 
 That rises to my sig-ht I 
 
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 Sweet fields array'd in living* green, 
 And rivers of delight ! 
 
 3 There gen'rous fruits that never fail 
 
 On trees immortal g-row, 
 There rocks and hills, and brooks & vales 
 With milk and honey flow. 
 
 4 All o'er those wide extended plains 
 
 Shines one eternal day; 
 There God, the Son, forever 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 I reach that happy place, 
 
 And be for ever blest ? 
 When shall I see my Father's face, 
 And in his bosom rest ? 
 
 7 FilPd with delight my raptur'd soul 
 
 Would here no longer stay ; 
 Tho' Jordan's waves around me roll. 
 Fearless I'd launch away. 
 
 HYMN 311. C. M. 
 1 /^OME on, my brethren in the Lord, 
 Whose hearts are join'd in one ; 
 Hold up your heads with courag-e bold, 
 Your race is almost run : 
 
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 Above the clouds, behold Hun stand, 
 
 And smiling bids you come ; 
 And ang-els wliisp'ring* you awav. 
 
 To your eternal home. 
 2 To see a pilgrim as he dies. 
 
 With glory in his view : 
 To heaven he hfts his longing eyes. 
 
 And bids the world adieu, 
 WhUe friends are weeping all around. 
 
 And loth to let him go ; 
 He shouts vvdth his expiring breath. 
 
 And leaves them all below! 
 
 S O Christians, are you ready now. 
 
 To cross the swelling flood ; 
 On Canaan's happy shore to stand. 
 
 And see your smiling God ! 
 The dazzHng charms of that bright world 
 
 Attracts my soul above ! 
 My tongue shall shout redeeming grace. 
 
 When perfected in love. 
 
 4 Go on, my brethren in the Lord, 
 
 I'm bound to meet you there ; 
 Although we tread enchanted gi*ound. 
 
 Be bold and Jie>-er fear ; 
 Fight on, fight on, ye vahant souls. 
 
 The land appears in viev,* ; 
 I hope to gain fair Canaan's shore. 
 
 And there to meet with you. 
 
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 HYMN 312. 8 lines Ta. 
 
 1 "IILTHO are these arrayed in white, 
 
 ^ ^ Brighter than the noon-day sun ? 
 Foremost of the sons of light ; 
 
 Nearest the eternal throne ? 
 These are they that bore the cross. 
 
 Nobly for their Master stood ; 
 Sufferers in his righteous cause : 
 
 Followers of the Lamb of God. 
 
 2 Out of great distress they came : 
 
 Wash'd tlieir robes by faith below, 
 In the blood of yonder Lamb, 
 
 Blood that washes white as snow ; 
 Therefore are they next the throne. 
 
 Serve their Maker day and night: 
 God resides among his own, 
 
 God doth in his saints delig-ht. 
 
 3 More than conquerors at last, 
 
 Here they find their trials o^er ; 
 They have all their sufferings past, 
 
 Hunger now and tliirst no more : 
 No excessive heat they feel 
 
 From the sun^s directer ray ; 
 In a milder clime they dwell, 
 
 Region of eternal day. 
 
 4 He that on the throne doth reig-n, 
 
 Them the Lamb shall always feed j 
 
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 With the tree of hfe sustain ; 
 
 To the living- fountains lead; 
 He shall all their sorrows chase, 
 
 All their wants at once remove ; 
 Wipe the tears frorn every face; 
 
 Fill up every soul with love. 
 
 HELL. 
 
 HYMN 313. L. M. 
 
 1 "0"ELL ! 'tis a word of dreadful sound, 
 -^-^ It chills the heart and shocks the ear; 
 It spreads a sickly damp around, 
 
 And makes the g-uilty quake with fear. 
 
 2 Far from the utmost verge of day, ' ■ 
 Its frig"htful, g-loomy reg-ion lies ! 
 Fierce flames amidst the darkness play. 
 And thick sulphureous vjipours rise. 
 
 2 Conscience, the never dying* worm; 
 With constant torture g-naws the heart ; 
 And woe and wrath, in every form, 
 Inflame the wounds, increase the smart. 
 
 4 T\ie wretches rave o'erwhelm'd with woe^ 
 And bite their everlasting* chains ; 
 And with their rag-c, their tormentk gToiv, 
 sentment but aog-ments their pains. 
 
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 $ Sad world indeed! what heart can bear 
 Hopeless in all these pains to lie ; 
 RackM with vexation — g-rief, despair — 
 And ever dying", — never die ? 
 
 6 "Lord, save a g'uilty soul from hell, 
 Who seeks thy pard'ning", cleansing* blood; 
 O let me in thy king-dom dwell, 
 To praise my Saviour, and my God/' 
 
 HYMN 514. L. M. 
 
 1 "WITITH holy fear and humble song" 
 
 The dreadful God our souls adore; 
 Reverence and awe become the tong-ue 
 That speaks theiterrors of his power. 
 
 2 Far in the deep, where darkness dwells. 
 The land of horror and despair. 
 Justice hath built a dismal hell, 
 
 And laid her stores of veng-eance there. 
 
 5 [Eternal plag-ues, and heavy chains. 
 Tormenting racks and fiery coals, 
 And darts to' inflict immortal pains, 
 Dy'd in the blood of damned souls. 
 
 [ There Satan, the first sinner, lies. 
 And roars, and bites his iron bands ; 
 In vain the rebel strives to rise, 
 Crush'd with the weight of both thy hands.] 
 The g'uilty ghosts of Adam's race 
 Shriek out, and how] beneath thy rod; 
 
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 HELL. 
 
 Once they could scorn a Saviour's grace, 
 But they incens'd a dreadful God. 
 
 6 Tremble, my soul, and kiss the Son ; 
 Sinner, obey thy Saviour's call; 
 Else your damnation hastens on, 
 And hell g*ap3 wide to wait youi' fall. 
 
 HYMN 315. C. M. 
 
 1 TVTY thoug-hts on awful subjects roll, 
 ■^^-^ Damnation and the dead ; 
 What horrors sei^e the g-uilty soul 
 
 Upon a dying" bed ! 
 
 2 Ling^'ring" about these mortal shores. 
 
 She makes a long- delay, 
 Ti^ like a flood with rapid force. 
 
 Death sweeps the wretch away. 
 S Then swift and dreadful she descends 
 
 Down to the fiery coast. 
 Among" abominable fiends, 
 
 Herself a frig-htful g-host. 
 
 4 There endless crowds of sinners lie. 
 
 And darkness makes their chains ; 
 Tortur'd with keen despair they cry. 
 Yet wait for fiercer pains. 
 
 5 Not all their ang-uish and their blood, 
 
 For their old g-uilt atones ; 
 Nor the compassion af a God, 
 Shall hearken to their gi-oans. 
 
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 6 Amazing grace, that kept my breath. 
 Nor bid my soul remove. 
 Till I had learned my Saviour's death. 
 And well insur'd his love. 
 
 PARTING AND DISMISSION. 
 
 HYMN 316. L. M. 
 
 1 Tp^arewell, dear friends, I must be gone, 
 MJ^ I have no home or stay with you ; 
 I'll take my staff and travel on. 
 
 Till I a better world do view. 
 CHOE US. — Farewell, farewell, farewell^ 
 My loving friendsy farewell, 
 
 2 Farewell, young converts of the cross. 
 
 Oh! labour hard for Christ and heaven; 
 You've counted all things here but dross. 
 Fight on, the crown will soon be giv'n. 
 
 Farewell, &c. 
 
 3 Farewell, poor, careless sinners, too. 
 
 It grieves my heart to leave you here ; 
 Eternal vengeance waits for you, 
 O turn, and find salvation near ! 
 
 0 turn, 0 turn, 0 turn ! 
 And find salvation near, 
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 HYMN 317. P. M. 
 
 1 "l^T'^^^ h^-ppy children who follow Jesus ^ 
 
 ^ ^ Into the house of prayer and praise, 
 And join in union, while love increases, 
 
 Resolv'd tliis way to spend our days, 
 Altho' we're hated by the world & Satan, | 
 
 By the flesh, and such as love not God; 
 Yet happy moments and joyful seasons, 
 
 We oft-times find on Canaan's road. 
 
 2 Since we've been waiting* on blessed Jesus i 
 
 We felt some streng-th come from above 1 
 Our hearts have burnt with holy rapture, ] 
 
 We long" to be with Christ above. 
 Then let us hold fast what is g-iven, 
 
 And trust in God for time to come : 
 Sure we shall find our way to heaven, 
 
 So farewell brethren, we're g-oing-home. 
 
 3 And as we g-o, let us praise our Jesus, 
 
 And pray for those who spurn his g-race; 
 Lest they should loose love's richest trea- 
 
 And ne'er enjoy his smiling face; [sure, 
 Now here 's my heart and best wishes, 
 
 In token of my Christian love ; 
 In hopes with you to praise my Jesus, 
 
 So farewell, brethren, we'll meet above. 
 
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 HYMN 318. P.M. 
 
 1 Tj^AREWELL, my clear brethren, the 
 JP time is at hand, 
 
 That we must be parted from this social 
 land:; 
 
 Our several engag-ements now call us away, 
 Our parting" is needful, and we must obey. 
 
 2 Farewell, my dear brethren, fai-ewell for 
 
 a while. 
 
 We'll soon meet ag-ain, if kind Providence 
 smile ; 
 
 But when we are parted and scattered 
 abroad, 
 
 We '11 pray for each other v/hen wrestling* 
 with God. 
 
 3 Farewell, faithful soldiea^s, you '11 soon be 
 
 discharg-'d. 
 The war will be ended, your treasures en- 
 larg-'d ; 
 
 With shouting" and singing", tho' Jordan 
 may roar, 
 
 We'll enter fair Canaan, and rest on the 
 shore. 
 
 4 Farewell, ye converts, who 're listed for 
 
 war. 
 
 Sore trials await you, but Jesus is near ; 
 Altho' you must travel the dark wilderness, 
 iTour Captain's before you, he'll lead you 
 to peace. 
 
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 5 The world and the devil, and heU all unite. 
 And bold persecution will try you to fright; 
 But Jesus stands for you, who is stronger 
 
 than they, 
 
 Let this animate you to march on your 
 way. 
 
 6 Farewell, seeking- mourners, witji sa^ bro- 
 
 ken hearts, 
 O hasten to Jesus, and choose the good part. 
 He's full of compassion, and mighty to save. 
 His arms are extended your souls to receive, 
 
 7 Farewell, faithful Christians, farewell all 
 
 around. 
 
 Perhaps we '11 not meet till the last tnmip 
 
 shall sound ; 
 To meet you in glory, I'll give you my 
 hand, 
 
 Our Saviour to praise in a pure social band. 
 
 HYMN 319. C. M. 
 
 1 T ORD, when together here we meet, 
 •B"^ And taste thy heavenly grace, 
 Thy smiles are so divinely sweet. 
 
 We're loth to leave the place. 
 
 2 Yet, Father, since it is thy will, 
 
 That we must part again, . 
 O let thy gracious presence still 
 With every soul remain. 
 
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 3 Thus let us all in Christ be one. 
 Bound with the cords of love, 
 Till we around thy g-lorious throne^ 
 Shall joyous meet above, 
 
 HYMN 320. L. M, 
 
 1 IVfY dearest friends in bonds of love, 
 J-^-*- Our hearts in sweetest union prove 
 Your friendship 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 I see that we must part, 
 You draw like cords around my heart, 
 
 '2 How sweet the hours have passed away. 
 When we have met to sing and pray. 
 How loth I've been to leave the place, 
 When Jesus shows his smiling* face ; 
 O could T stay with friends so kind. 
 How it would 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. 
 In sweet submission, all in one. 
 We '11 say, our Father's will be done. 
 Dear fellow youth, in Christian ties. 
 Who seek for mansions in the skies-— 
 
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 PARTING AND 
 
 Fight on, you^ll win that happy shore^ 
 "Where parting- hands are knQ\yn no more. 
 
 4 How oft I've seen the flowing tears, 
 And heard you tell your hopes and fears,, 
 Your hearts with lov e have seem'd to flame 
 Which makes me hope we'll meet again. 
 Ye mourning souls in sad surprise, j 
 Jesus remembers all your cries; | 
 O taste his gi-ace, in all that land 
 We '11 no more take the parting hand. 
 
 HYMN 321. P. M, 
 
 1 TESUS, grant us all a blessing, 
 
 *^ Send it down, Lord, from above. 
 May we all go home a praying. 
 
 And rejoicing in thy love. 
 Farewell brethren, farevv'ell sisters. 
 
 Till we all shall meet again. 
 
 2 May thy presence. Lord, go with us^ 
 
 To each one's respective home j 
 And the blessing of our Jesus 
 
 Rest upon us every one. 
 Farewell, &c. 
 
 HYMN 322. L. M. 
 
 1 T^ISMISS us with thy blessing. Lord, 
 " Help us to feed upon thy word ; 
 
DISMISSION", 
 
 31S 
 
 All that has been amiss forgive^ 
 And let thy truth within us live. 
 
 2 Tho' we are gnilty ;. thou art g-ood ; 
 Wash all our works in Jesus^ blood ; 
 Give every fetter'd soul release^ 
 And bid us all «*depart in peace.'* 
 
 HYMN 323. P. M. 
 
 1 T ORD, dismiss us with thy blessing. 
 
 Fill our hearts with joy and peace : 
 L^t us now, thy love possessing, 
 Triumph in redeeming" g^race, 
 O refresh us, 
 Trav'ling through tMs wilderness. 
 
 2 And whene'er the signal 's given. 
 
 Us from earth to call away ; 
 Borne on angels' wings to heaven. 
 
 Glad the summons to obey, 
 May we ever 
 Reign with Christ in endless day. 
 
 HYMN 324. C. M. 
 
 1 rpo Father, Son, and Holy Ghost^ 
 A The God whom we adore, 
 Be everlasting honours paid. 
 Henceforth, for evermore* 
 
316 
 
 MISCELLANEOUS HYMNS. 
 
 HYMN 325. L. M. 
 
 1 O, my beloved husband, g^. 
 
 And loud tJie g'ospel trumpet blow. 
 Proclaim to Adam^s fallen race 
 The riches of redeeming* grace. 
 
 2 Warn sinners of their dreadful state. 
 That they repent ere it's too late, 
 And point them to a Saviour's blood, 
 That they may know a pard'ning" God, 
 
 o Exhort believers not to rest^ 
 
 Short of the mind that Christ possessM, 
 'Till they are sav'd and cleans'd from sin. 
 And perfectly renew'd within. 
 
 4 See souls regardless of all good. 
 Rushing with speed the downward road ; 
 And Christians setting on their lees, 
 Intent on honours, pleasures, ease. 
 
 5 Go, then, my love, be strong, behold, 
 The great reward is yet untold. 
 That waits the faithful sons of God, 
 On Zion's peaceful blest abode. 
 
 6 It's very painful to my heart, ^ 
 With him I love so oft to part. 
 
 9 
 
MISCELLANEOUS. 
 
 317 
 
 And nature drops the silent tear. 
 But Jesus whispers, I am here. 
 
 7 Then whilst his love he doth reveal, 
 Thro* all my soul a heaven I feel ; 
 Then I can part with all that 's dear. 
 And grace restrains the falling" tear. 
 
 8 Then let us cheerfully sustain 
 
 A few more days of toil and pain. 
 Till we are call'd with those above, 
 To sing the wonders of his love. 
 
 HYMN 326. 8 lines 8s. 
 
 1 TTOW tedious and tasteless the hours, 
 
 when Jesus no longer I see; [flow'rSj 
 Sweet prospects, sweet birds and sweet 
 
 Have all lost their sweetness to me. 
 The mid-summer sun shines but dim.. 
 
 The fields strive in vain to look gay ; 
 But when I am happy in him, 
 
 December 's as pleasant as May.- 
 
 2 His name yields the richest perfume. 
 
 And sweeter than music his voice ; 
 His presence disperses my gloom. 
 
 And makes all within me rejoice; 
 I should, were he always thus nig-h. 
 
 Have nothing to wish or to fear. 
 No mortal more happy than I, 
 
 My summer would last all the year. 
 
318 MISCELLANEOUS. 
 
 3 Dear Lord, if indeed I am thine, 
 
 If thou art my sun and my song*, 
 Say, why do I lang-uish 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 hig-h, 
 
 Where winter and clouds are no more 
 
 Wedding Hymn, 
 HYMN 327. C. M. 
 
 1 CJINCE Jesus freely did appear 
 
 To g-race a marriag-e feast, 
 O Lord, we ask thy presence here,, 
 To make a wedding" g-uest. 
 
 2 Upon the bridal pair look down. 
 
 Who now have plig*hted hands ; 
 Their union with thy favour crown,. 
 And bless the nuptial bands. 
 
 3 In purest love these souls unite. 
 
 That they with Christian care, 
 May make domestic burdens lig'ht. 
 By taking" mutual share. 
 
 4 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. 
 
MISCELLANEOUS. 
 
 319 
 
 The Broad and the Narrow Way, 
 HYMN 328. C. M. 
 
 1 'WX/'IDE is the gate, and broad the way,, 
 
 Which leads to endless woe ! 
 My soul, behold what multitudes 
 Down to perdition go 1 
 
 2 But yonder see that narrow path. 
 
 Which leads to endless bliss — 
 There see a happy chosen few. 
 Redeemed by sovereign grace. 
 
 3 They from destruction's city came,. 
 
 To Zion upward tend : 
 The Bible is their precious map, 
 And God himself their friend. 
 
 4 Dear Lord! I would a pilgrim be,. 
 
 Guide thou my feet aright ; 
 I would not for ten thousand worlds. 
 Be banish'd from thy sight. 
 
 5 'Tis heaven to see thy blissful face — 
 
 I long to dwell above, 
 To feast on thy unbounded stores. 
 And praise redeeming love» 
 
320 
 
 MISCELLANEOUS. 
 
 Reading the Scriptures. 
 HYMN 329. C. M. 
 
 1 TESTIS, my Saviour and my Lord, 
 ^ To thee I lift my eyes ; 
 Teach and instruct me by thy word, 
 
 And make me truly wise. 
 
 2 Make me to know and understand 
 
 Thy whole revealed will ; 
 Fain would I learn to comprehend 
 Thy love more clearly still. 
 
 3 Help me to read this volume o'er 
 
 With new and fresh delig-ht. 
 Help me to love its Author more, 
 To seek thee day and night. 
 
 4 O let it purify my heart, 
 
 And g'uide me all my days ; 
 Its v/onders, Lord, to me impart. 
 And thou shalt have the praise. 
 
 The Christian. 
 
 HYMN 330. L. M. 
 
 1 rWlHE Christian knoAVS his God arig-ht. 
 And worships him with strong* delig'ht 
 He 's taught of God and truly wise, 
 Still sets the Lord before liis eyes. 
 
MISCELLANEOUS. 
 
 321 
 
 2 The Christian hates his every sin, 
 Evils external or within ; 
 
 And with an humble, contrite heart 
 From all that's sinful doth depart. 
 
 3 The Christian has a faith divine. 
 And does to faith obedience join; 
 Believes the truth, the truth obeys. 
 And always walks in holy ways. 
 
 4 The Christian is a man of God, 
 
 He takes the pure, the heavenly road ; 
 All his affections rise above, 
 And all his heart is full of love. 
 
 5 The Christian shines with lustre brig-ht. 
 His understanding" 's full of lig-ht ; 
 
 To Jesus Christ he 's wholly giv'n. 
 And is indeed a form of heaven. 
 
 6 To thee, O Lord, my soul aspires. 
 And kindles with seraphic fires ; 
 The real Christian I would be. 
 
 And live conform'd to heaven and thee, 
 
 Spiritual Voyage, 
 
 HYMN 331. P.M. 
 
 1 nnHE people called Christians, 
 How many things they tell. 
 About the land of Canaan, 
 Where saints and angels dwell : 
 
3£2 
 
 MISCELLANEOUS. 
 
 But sin, that dreadful ocean. 
 Encloses them around, 
 
 While time still divides them 
 From Canaan's happy g-round. 
 
 2 Thousands have been impatient 
 
 To find their passage throug-h, 
 And with united vigour 
 
 Have tried what they could do ; 
 But vessels built by human skill 
 
 Have never sailed far 
 Till they're found run ag-round 
 
 On some dreadful sandy bar, 
 
 3 The Gospel ship of Jesus 
 
 Has launch'd the deep at last. 
 Behold her sails suspended 
 
 Around her towering- masts ; 
 Around her decks, in order. 
 
 The joyful sailors stand, 
 Crying, O here we go 
 
 To Tmmanuel's happy land! 
 
 4 To those who are spectators. 
 
 What sorrow must ensue. 
 To have their old companions 
 
 Bid them a long adieu ; 
 The pleasures of a paradise 
 
 No longer them invite ; 
 They may rail while we sail, 
 
 But we'll soon be out of sight. 
 
MISCELLANEOUS. 
 
 323 
 
 5 We're now on the wide ocean. 
 
 We bid them all farewell, 
 But where we cast anchor. 
 
 No mortal tong-ue can tell ; 
 About our future happiness 
 
 There needs be no debate. 
 While we ride on the tide 
 
 With our Captain and his mate, 
 
 6 We're passeng-ers united 
 
 In harmony and love i 
 The wind is in our favour. 
 
 How joyfully we move ; 
 ' Thoug"h troubles may surround us 
 
 And raging" billows roar, 
 AVe will sweep throug'h the deep. 
 
 Till we land on Canaan's shore, 
 
 The Pilgrim's Prospect, 
 
 HYMN 332. 4 8s & 2 6s. 
 
 "1[¥0W happy is the pilg'rim's lot; 
 
 How free from every anxious thought 
 
 From worldly hope and fear ! 
 Confin'd to neither court nor cell. 
 His soul disdains on earth to dwell. 
 
 He only sojourns here. 
 This happiness in part is mine. 
 Already sav'd from low design^ 
 
324 MISCELLANEOUS. 
 
 From every creature love ! 
 Blest with the scorn of finite good. 
 My soul is hghten'd of its load, 
 
 And seeks the things above. 
 
 3 The things eternal I pursue ; 
 A happiness beyond the view 
 
 Of those that basely pant 
 For things by nature felt and seen ; 
 Their honours,, wealth, & pleasures mean, 
 
 I neither have nor want. 
 
 4 I have no babes to hold me here ; 
 But children more securely dear 
 
 For mine I humbly claim : 
 Better than daughters or than sons. 
 Temples divine, of living stones. 
 
 Inscribed wdth Jesus' name. 
 
 5 Though I no foot of land possess, 
 Nor cottage in this wilderness : 
 
 A poor way-faring man, 
 I lodge awhile in tents below. 
 Or gladly wander to and fro. 
 
 Till I my Canaan gain. 
 
 6 Nothing on earth I call my own ; 
 A stranger to the world unknown, 
 
 I all their goods dpspise ; 
 I trample on their whole delight. 
 And seek a city out of sight, 
 
 A city in the skies. 
 
MISCELLANEOUS. 
 
 S25 
 
 7 There is my iiouse and portion fair; 
 My treasure and my heart are there, 
 
 And my abiding* home ; 
 For me my elder brethren stay, 
 And ang-els beckon me away, 
 
 And Jesus bids me come ! 
 
 8 I come, thy servant, Lord, replies, 
 I come to meet thee in the skies. 
 
 And claim my heavenly rest ! 
 Now let the pilgrim's journey end; 
 Now, O my Saviour, Brother, Friend, 
 
 Receive me to thy breast ! 
 
 HYMN 333. L. M. 
 
 1 "ff'M g'lad that I was born to die ; 
 
 From grief and woe my soul shall fiy; 
 Bright angels shall convey me home. 
 Away to New Jerusalem. 
 
 2 I have some friends before me gone, 
 And I'm resolv'd to follow on : 
 They're happy round my Father's throne; 
 They're looking out for me to come. 
 
 3 I hope to meet my brethren there. 
 Who us'd to join with me in pray'r ; 
 If you get there before T do, 
 
 Look out for me, I'm coming too. 
 
 r 
 
326 MISCELLANEOUS; 
 
 4 I'll pl-aise my Maker while I breathe , 
 I hope to praise him after death : 
 
 I hope to praise him when I die, 
 And shout salvation as 1 fiy. 
 
 5 And when to that bright world I come, 
 And join my everlasting* home, 
 
 My soul shall there forever bloom, 
 Until my body leaves the tomb. 
 
 6 Then all shall hear the solemn sound, 
 Awake ye nations under g-roUnd ! 
 Arise and drop your dying* shrouds. 
 And meet king Jesus in the clouds. 
 
 7 There I shalftee my glorious God, 
 And triumph in his blest abode ; 
 My theme, through all eternity. 
 Shall glory, glory, glory, be ! 
 
A. Page. 
 
 A CHARGE to keep I have, - - 183 
 
 Afflictions, tho' they seem severe, 91 
 
 A Godly, formal saint - - - 222 
 
 Ah ! but where am I now ? - •- 230 
 
 Alas! and did my Saviour bleed ? - 23 
 
 Alas, wdiat hourl}^ dangers rise ! - 185 
 
 All hail the power of Jesus' name, 129 
 
 All praise to our redeeming- Lord, 161 
 
 Am I a soldier of the cross, - - 197 
 
 And am T born to die ? - - 276 
 
 And are we yet alive, - - - I55 
 
 And can I yet delay, . . . 77 
 
 And let this feeble body fail, - 282 
 
 And must I be to judg-ment brought, 290 
 
 And must this body die, - - 278 
 
 And wilt thou yet be found, - - 74 
 
 An early summons Jesus sends - 287 
 
 Angels, roll the rock away; - 31 
 
 Angels your march oppose, - - 189 
 
 Arise, my soul, arise, - - - 96 
 
 Arise, my soul, and praise the Lord^ 257 
 
3£8 ixDEx. 
 
 Page, 
 
 A solemn inarch we make, - - 285 
 
 Assist my soul, my heav'nly King", 107 
 
 Attend, while God's exalted Son - 109 
 
 Author of faith, eternal Word, - 100 
 
 Awake, and sing* the song-, - - 128 
 
 Awak'd by Sinai's awful sound, - 106 
 
 Awake, Jerusalem, awake, - - 42 
 
 Awake, our souls, and with the sun 254 
 
 Away, my unbelieving' fear! - • 211 
 
 B. 
 
 Before Jehovah's awful throne, - 143 
 
 Before the great Jehovah's bar, - 289 
 
 Beg-one, my worldly cares awa}', - 267 
 
 Behold that great and awful day - 295 
 
 Behold the Saviour at thy door, - 49 
 
 Behold the Saviour of mankind - 22 
 
 Behold, where in a mortal form - 21 
 Behold the wretch Avhose lust and wine 90 
 
 Blest be the dear uniting* love, - 159 
 
 Blest be the tie that binds - - 162 
 
 Bless'd with the joys of innocence, 12 
 
 Blow ye the trumpet, blow, - - 40 
 
 Bid me of men beware, - - 183 
 
 Brethren, we are met tog*ether, 247/ 
 
 C. 
 
 Celestial Dove, descend from high, 242 
 
 Children of the heavenly King*, - 207 
 
INDEX. 
 
 329 
 
 Page. 
 
 Christ, he sits on Zion's hill, - 200 
 
 Come all ye tender hearted Christians, 240 
 
 Come, and taste along- with me, - 60 
 
 Come dearest Lord, and bless this day, 261 
 
 Come let us anew our journey pursue, 272 
 
 Come, let us who in Christ believe, 57 
 
 Come, O thou all-victorious Lord, 247 
 
 Come, O thou Traveller unknown, 78 
 
 Come on, my brethren in the Lord, 303 
 
 Come on, my partners in distress, 193 
 
 Come, Holy Ghost, my soul inspire, 108 
 
 Come Holy Spirit, heavenly dove, - 181 
 Cortie, humble sinner, in whose breast, 81 
 
 Come my friend, and let us try, - 85 
 
 Come, Saviour, Jesus, from above, 112 
 Come sinners, you whose hardened hearts, 52 
 
 Come, sinners, to the Gospel feast, 54 
 
 Come, thou Fount of every blessing, 134 
 
 Come, ye sinners, poor and needy, 60 
 
 Come ye that love the Lord indeed; 191 
 
 Come, ye that love the Lord, - 136 
 
 Come, ye v/eary souls opprest, - 66 
 
 Comfort, ye ministers of grace, - 36 
 
 D. 
 
 Depth of mercy ! can there be* - 233 
 
 Dismiss us with thy blessing:, Lord, 314 
 
 Drooping' souls, no long-er gTieve, - 82 
 
330 
 
 INDEX. 
 
 E. Page, 
 
 Eternity is just at hand! - - 099 
 
 Extended on a cursed tree, - - 24 
 
 F. 
 
 Faitii adds new charms to earthly bUss, 102 
 Farewell, dear friends, I must be gone, 309 
 Farewell, my dear brethren, the time is 311 
 
 Father, how wide thy g-lories shine ! 6 
 
 Father, I stretch my hands to thee, 172 
 
 For ever here my rest shall be, - 114 
 
 Frequent the day of God returns, - 267 
 
 From whence does the union arise, 154 
 G. 
 
 Give me a sober mind, - - 184 
 
 Giver and Guardian of my sleep, 258 
 
 Glory to God I who reigns above, 20 
 
 Glory to thee, my God, this night, 263 
 
 Go, and the Saviour^s grace proclaim, 35 
 
 God is a Spirit, just and wise, - 224 
 
 God moves in a mysterious way, - 207 
 
 God of all-redeeming grace, - 121 
 
 Go, my beloved husband, go, - 316 
 
 Go preach my Gospel, saith the Lord, 35 
 
 Grace I 'tis a charming sound ! - 202 
 
 Gracious Father, gracious Lord, - 249 
 
 Gracious Redeemer, shake - - 187 
 
 Great God, indulge my humble claim, 180 
 
 Great God ! to me the sight afford, 99 
 
INDEX, - 331 
 
 H. Page. 
 
 Hail, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost! ' 7 
 
 Hail ! thou blest morn when the g-reat 17 
 
 Hark, how the watchmen cry ! - 188 
 Hark ! from the tombs a doleful sound, 283 
 
 Hark! the voice of love and mercy 29 
 
 Happy the man that finds the grace, 138 
 
 Happy soul, thy days are ended, - 280 
 He comes ! He comes ! the Judge severe! 294 
 
 He dies ! the Friend of sinners dies ! 30 
 
 Hell ! His a word of dreadful sound, 306 
 
 Heralds of the King" of kings, - 245 
 
 Here,-in the presence of our God, 176 
 
 He wills that I should holy be ; - 119 
 
 Holy and rev'rend is the name - 10 
 
 Holy as thou, O Lord, is none ! - 10 
 
 Holy God, and hast thou sent - 250 
 
 How beauteous are their feet, - 33 
 
 How blest the righteous are ! - 281 
 
 How bright appears the morning star, 259 
 
 How can a sinner know - 94 
 
 How can I vent my grief? - - 226 
 
 How happy are they, - . . 147 
 
 How happy every child of grace, 124 
 
 How happy is the pilgrim's lot ; - 323 
 
 How lost was my condition, - - 103 
 
 How precious is the name ! - - 149 
 
 How sad our state by nature is, - 100 
 
 How shall a lost sinner in pain, - 223 
 
332 
 
 INDEX. 
 
 Page. 
 
 How sweet, how heav'nly is the sig-ht, 156^ 
 How tedious and tasteless the hours, 317 
 
 I. 
 
 I ask the g^ift of righteousness, - 97 
 
 I know that my Redeemer hves, - 117 
 
 I'm glad that I was born to die ; - 325 
 
 In all my Lord's appointed ways, 199 
 
 In evil long I took delight, - - 88 
 
 In Jesus* name we come to thee, - 265 
 
 In that sad memorable night, - 234 
 
 In thy great name, O Lord, we come 244 
 
 Infinite, unexhausted love ; - - 131 
 
 I've found the pearl of greatest price ; 151 
 
 J. 
 
 Jehovah reigns ; he dwells in light, - 5 
 
 Jerusalem ! my happy home, - 301 
 
 Jesus, at whose supreme command, 236 
 
 Jesus comes with all his grace, - 110 
 
 Jesus, great shepherd of the sheep, 158 
 
 Jesus, grant us all a blessing, r 314 
 
 Jesus, lover of my soul, - - 192 
 
 Jesus, my all to heaven is gone ; - 218 
 
 Jesus, my Lord, attend - - 179 
 
 Jesus, my Lord, to glory 's gone, 298 
 
 Jesus, my life, thyself apply, - - 115 
 
 Jesus, my Saviour and my Lord, - 320 
 
Page. 
 
 Jesus shall reign where'er the sun 37 
 
 Jesus, the all-restoring Word, - 173 
 
 Jesus, the sinner's friend, to thee, 75 
 
 Jesus, thou all-redeeming Lord, - 249 
 
 Jesus, thou sovereign Lord of all, 178 
 
 Jesus, united by thy grace, - - 157 
 
 Join all who love the Saviour's name, 133 
 
 E. 
 
 Know, sinner, ev'ry one is free - 54 
 L. 
 
 Let all who truly bear, - - 235 
 
 Let earth and heaven agree, - 139 
 
 I^et ev'ry mortal ear attend, - - 65 
 
 Let every tongue thy goodness speak, 143 
 
 Let Him to whom we now belong, 122 
 Let thoughtless thousands chose the road 208 
 
 Let Zion's watchmen all awake - 186 
 
 Life is the time to serve the Lord, 270 
 
 Lo ! on a narrow neck of land ; - 274 
 
 Lo ! we see the sign appearing, - 293 
 Long have I seem'dto serve thee,Lord, 219 
 
 Lord, all I am is known to thee ; 174 
 
 Lord, at thy feet I prostrate fall, - 89 
 
 Lord, dismiss us with thy blessing, 315 
 
 Lord, in the morning I will send - 255 
 
 Lord, in the morning thou shalt hear 253 
 
334 INDEX. 
 
 Lord, in thy courts we now appear, 167 
 
 Lord, Ave are vile, conceiv'd in sin, - IS 
 
 Lord, when tog-ether here we meet, 312 
 
 Lord, we come before thee now, 245 
 
 Lord, thou hast searched and seen me 9 
 
 Loving" Jesus, g-entle Lamb, - 118 
 
 M. 
 
 'Mid scenes of confusion and creature 163 
 
 MiUions there are on heathen ground 42 
 
 Mistaken souls, that dream of heav'n, 104 
 
 Mortals awake, with ang-els join, - 16 
 
 My days, my weeks, my months, my 271 
 
 My dearest friends in bonds of love, 313 
 
 My drowsy pow'rs, why sleep ye so ? 84 
 
 My God, my life, my love, - - 170 
 
 My God, my God, to thee I cry ; - 69 
 
 My God, T laiow, I feel thee mine, 116 
 
 My God the spring* of all my joys, 142 
 
 My God was with me all the nig-ht, 260 
 
 My g-racious, loving Lord, - - 220 
 
 My hope, my all, my Saviour thou, 171 
 
 My lovely Jesus, while on earth, - 165 ^ 
 
 My Saviour, my almig-hty Friend, 125 
 
 My Saviour^s pierced side - - 242 
 
 My soul be on thy g-uard, - - 200 
 
 My soul 's full of g-lory, - - 152 
 
 My thoughts on awful subjects roll, 308 
 
INDEX. 
 
 335 
 
 N. Fage. 
 
 Not by the law of innocence - 101 
 
 Now, from the alter of our hearts, 264 
 
 Now is the accepted time, - - 59 
 
 Now Lord, the heavenly seed is sown, 253 
 
 Now the shades of nig-ht are gone, 255 
 
 O. 
 
 O for a closer walk with God, - 232 
 
 O for a heart to praise my God, - 114 
 
 O for a thousand tongues to sing - 123 
 
 O for that tenderness of heart. - 74 
 
 O God ? our help in ages past, - 279 
 
 Oh! give me, Lord, my sins to mourn, 70 
 
 Oh, the sharp pang-s of smarting pain 238 
 
 Oh time, how few thy value weigh, 268 
 
 Oh, what amazing words of grace, 62 
 
 Oh, when shall I see Jesus, - - 195 
 
 O if the Lamb had not been slain, - 148 
 
 O joyful sound of Gospel grace, - 120 
 
 O Lord, another day is fl^wn, - 265 
 
 On Jordan^s stormy banks I stand, 302 
 
 Once more a pleasant interview - 177 
 
 Once more, my soul, the rising* day 258 
 
 One thing is needful, one alone ; - 64 
 
 O tell me no more - - - 140 
 
 O 'Tis delight without alloy, - 146 
 
 O that I could my Lord receive, - 72 
 
 O that I could revere - - - 73 
 
336 INDEX. 
 
 Fage, 
 
 O that I coald repent, - . - 68 
 
 O that my load of sin were gone ! 71 
 
 O thou dear sufFering" Son of God, 27 
 
 O thou that wouldst not have - 277 
 
 O thou God of my salvation, - 144 
 
 O thou, in whose presence - - 213 
 
 Our Father, who in heaven art, - 165 
 
 Our souls by love tog-ether knit, - 160 
 
 P. 
 
 Peace, troubled soul, thou need'st not 212 
 
 Plung-'d in a g-ulf of dark despair, - 19 
 
 X'raise ye the Lord, ^tis g-ood to raise 127 
 
 Fray'r is appointed to convey, - 166 
 
 Prayer is the souPs sincere desire, 168 
 "Proclaim," saidChrist, "God's wondrous 243 
 
 R, 
 
 Repent, the voice celestial cries, - 51 
 S. 
 
 Salvation ! O the joyful sound ! - 124 
 
 Saviour, visit thy plantation, - 182 
 Says Faith, "Look yonder, see the crown 217 
 
 See how the morning" sun - - 257 * 
 
 See, Jesus, thy disciples see, - 169 
 
 Bee the eternal Judge descending*, 291 
 
 Shepherct of souls, with pitying- eye, 175 
 
 Shov/ pity, Lord, O Lord forgive ! 87 
 
 Sin^c Jesus freely did appear - 318 
 
INDKX. 337 
 Page. 
 
 Sing" to the Lord, Jehovah's name, 151 
 
 Sin has a thousand treacherous arts 14 
 
 Sinner, how oft hath God reprov'd 45 
 
 Sinners, O why so thoug-htless grovv^n ? 50 
 
 Sinners, the voice of God regard ; 53 
 
 Sinners, the call obey, - - - 48 
 
 Sinners ! this solemn truth regard ! 105 
 
 Sinners, turn, why will ye die ? - 50 
 
 Sinners, will you scorn the message 251 
 
 So let our lips and lives express - 119 
 
 Stop, poor sinner, and look yonder, 43 
 
 Stop,_poor sinner, stop and think, 45 
 
 Sweet is the work, my God, ray King, 262 
 
 Sweet was the time when first I felt 225 
 
 T. 
 
 Terrible thought ! shall I alone, - 92 
 
 That awful day will surely come, 289 
 
 The Christian knows his God aright, 320 
 The crowd, the poor unthinking crowd, 15 
 
 The day is past and gone, - - 263 
 
 Thee we adore. Eternal Name ! - 273 
 
 The God Jehovah reigns, - - 6 
 
 The God of Abraham praise, - 126 
 The great archangePs trump shall sound, 294 
 
 The Lord my pasture shall prepare, 210 
 
 The Lord of hfe, with glory crownM, 32 
 
 The people called Christians, , - 321 
 
338 INDEX. 
 
 Page, I 
 
 There is a land of pure delight, - 301 | 
 
 The Saviour calls — let ev'rv ear - 56 ; 
 The Saviour! oh, what endless charms, 98 ! 
 
 T\\Q thing- my God doth hate, - 113 
 
 The time is short I the season near, 269 
 
 Tho' parents may in cov'nant be, - 67 
 
 Thoug-h troubles assail, - - 203 
 
 Thou hidden source of calm repose, 205 
 
 Thou Judge of quick and dead, - 296 
 
 Thou Shepherd of Israel and mine, 132 
 
 Thus far the Lord hath led me on, 266 
 Thus saith the Lord, "My son shall reigii 39 
 
 Thy ceaseless, unexhausted love, - 11 
 
 Thy life I read, my g-racious Lord, 286 
 
 Thy presence, gracious God, afford, 246 
 
 Time, like an ever-rolling stream, 271 
 
 "'Tis finish'd so the Saviour cried, 238 
 
 ^Tis midnight — a.nd on Olivers brow 22 
 
 'Tis religion that can give - - 206 
 
 To-day, if you will hear his voice, 56 
 
 To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, - 315 
 
 Try us, O God, and search the ground 192 
 
 *Twas Jesus' last and great command 39 
 U. 
 
 Uncertain how the way to find, - 223 
 V. 
 
 ^'aln delusive world, adieu! - 215 
 
 Vain man, thy fond pursuits forbear— 58 
 
INDEX. 339 
 
 W. Page. 
 Weary of wand'ring from my God, 231 
 We by his Spirit prove, - - 95 
 Welcome, sweet day of rest, - 261 
 What happy children who follow Jesus 310 
 What various hind'rances we meet 167 
 When blooming" youth is snatch'd away 288 
 When God reveal'd his gracious name 110 
 When I can read my title clear - 209 
 When I survey the wondrous cross, 29 
 When shall thy love constrain, - 76 
 When we, with welcome slumber prest 256 
 Where two or three, with sweet accord 178 
 Who are these array'd in white, - 305 
 Why do we mourn departed friends, 284 
 Why should we start and fear to die 1 275 
 Wide is the g'ate, and broad the way, 319 
 Will you come to th' cross, - - 63 
 With aching" heart and weeping eyes, 86 
 With holy fear and humble song" - 307 
 Would Jesus have the sinner die ? - 27 
 
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 Ve burdened souls, to Jesus come, - 66 
 
 Ye golden lamps of heaven! farewell, 300 
 
 Ye messeng-ers of Christ, - - 34 
 
 Ye mourners who in silent gloom, 283 
 
 Ye ransom'd sinners, hear, - - 135 
 
 Ye servants of the Lord, - - 38 
 
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 Ye that pass by, behold the Man ! 25 
 
 Ye unconverted, careless souls, - 47 
 
 Ye weary, heavy laden souls, - 198 
 
 Ye who m former days, - - 229 
 
 Yield to me now, for I am weak, - 80 
 
 Yonder, — amazing- sight ! I see - 239 
 
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