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THE 
 
 CANADIAN 
 BAPTIST HYMNAL 
 
THE 
 
 CANADIAN 
 
 BAPTIST HYMNAL 
 
 FOR THE USE OF 
 
 Cburcbea an& jfamilie0 
 
 BAPTIST BOOK AND TRACT SOCIETY 
 
 HALIFAX, N.S. 
 
 1899 
 
mi 
 
 238250 
 
 ^y ine Olllce of the Minister of Agriculture at Ottowa. 
 
PREFACE. 
 
 Tke demand for a new collection of Hymns for the use 
 of Canadian Baptist Churches has been for several years 
 growing more and more imperative. It has been felt 
 that no one of the Hymn-Books which have filled a most 
 honourable place in our Service of Song was adapted to 
 the needs of the Churches. Besides, since the publica- 
 tion of these books, some of the hymns suited to give 
 the fittest and fullest expression to the devotional feel- 
 ing of the worshipper have been composed. 
 
 With these thoughts in mind, the Directors of the 
 Baptist Book and Tract Society determined to undertake 
 the work of preparing a Hymn- Book specially adapted 
 to the needs of the Churches, provided that the Baptist 
 Convention would sanction the enterprise. At the 
 annual meeting of that body, held in Halifax, August 
 1883, approval of the undertaking was expressed, and a 
 Committee appointed to co-operate with the Society, viz.. 
 Rev. J. E. Hopper, D.D., B^v. G. O. Gates, M.A., Rev. 
 F. D. Crawley, B.A., Rev. J. E. "Goucher, Rev. J. A. 
 Gordon, R«v. S. B. Kempton, M.A., Rev. A. H. Lavers, 
 and William Ackhurst, Esq. 
 
PREFACE. 
 
 The Directors invited the following brethren to assist : 
 Professors T. H. Rand, D.C.L., E. M. Keirstead, M.A., 
 Rev. T. A. Higgins, D.D., Rev. George Armstrong, D.D., 
 Rev. G. E. Day, D.D., and Stephen Selden, Esq. 
 
 The work of compilation began immediately, and, 
 after some delays, was completed at the close of 1887. 
 
 The whole work has been under the direct supervision 
 of A. P. Shand, Esq., Rev. J. W. Manning, HA,, and 
 Professor E. M. Keirstead, M.A. 
 
 'J'he thanks of the Society are due and are hereby 
 presented to all these brethren and others for services 
 rendered. 
 
 In the preparation of the Canadian Baptist Hymnal 
 use has been made of the following Hymn-Books : the 
 Psalmist, the Service of Song, the Calvary Selection, the 
 Baptist Hymnal, and the English Baptist Hymnal. A 
 few original hymns by local authors have also found a 
 place in the collection, which will in no wise detract from 
 the merits of the bock. 
 
 Tlie collection contains hymns from two hundred and 
 fifty-eight authors. 
 
 The pleasanL duty remains of thanking most heartily 
 the authors or their representatives for the kind per- 
 mission to use their hymns. The names of authors 
 are invariably appended to their hymns, and to them 
 all the Society tender their most grateful acknowledg- 
 ments. 
 
 In some cases it has been found impossible to discover 
 
 the addresses of authors or their representatives, but the 
 
 vi 
 
PREFACE. 
 
 permission, which would have been gladly sought, it is 
 hoped will be generously granted. 
 
 ]}y request we have pleasure in acknowledging per- 
 mission to use hymns by Miss Winkworth, the copyright 
 of which is owned by Messrs. Longmans <fe Co. 
 
 The compilers have availed themselves of the services 
 of Rev. W. R. Stevenson, M.A., of Nottingham, editor 
 of tlie English Baptist Hymnal, in obtaining from a 
 number of the authors and representatives of autliors 
 permission to print hymns. 
 
 The work is respectfully dedicated to the Churches 
 of our Lord Jesus Christ, with the earnest hope that it 
 may be the means of lifting the worship of many a 
 sanctuary and home to a higher spiritual level. 
 
 Halifax, N.S. 
 Vcto0ei',i8SS. 
 
 vii 
 
CONTENTS. 
 
 ♦ 
 
 HVMNS 
 ^VORSHIP ,_^2 
 
 The Lord's Day 6^_8, 
 
 Morning and Evening 82-100 
 
 God :— 
 
 His Attributes . . .... 101-130 
 
 His Providence and Grace . , . , . 131-147 
 
 The Lord Jesus Christ:— 
 
 His Advent and Birth . . .... 148-160 
 
 His Ministry ,6,_,8, 
 
 His Sufferings and Death 182-191 
 
 His Resurrection and Ascension .... 192-205 
 
 H''^^«»g» 206-218 
 
 «^«P''^i«e 219-251 
 
 The Holy Spirit ....... 252-270 
 
 The Scriptures ...... 271-282 
 
 Salvation:— 
 
 Man's Lost State 283-287 
 
 The Atonement 288-300 
 
 Invitations and Warnings 301-338 
 
 Coming to Christ 339-3SI 
 
 ix 
 

 CONTENIS. 
 
 ' The Christian Life:— 
 
 HY1IK8 
 
 Faith and Trust 
 
 352-378 
 
 Love 
 
 379-385 
 
 Joy . 
 
 
 386-397 
 
 Aspiration 
 
 
 398-417 
 
 Prayer . 
 
 
 418-442 
 
 Penitence 
 
 
 443-449 
 
 Conflict . 
 
 
 450-470 
 
 Consecration . 
 
 
 471-485 
 
 Resignation 
 
 
 486-496 
 
 Service . 
 
 
 497-S15 
 
 Fellowship 
 
 
 516-524 
 
 Security . 
 
 
 • 525-549 
 
 Blessedness 
 
 
 . . . . . . 550-560 
 
 The Church :— 
 
 
 Institution 
 
 561-571 
 
 Baptism . 
 
 572-581 
 
 Reception of Members 
 
 582-583 
 
 The Lord's Supper 
 
 584-594 
 
 Officers . 
 
 595-603 
 
 Prayer and Revival Mt 
 
 etings .... 604-629 
 
 The Young 
 
 630-639 
 
 Missions 
 
 . . . . . 640-655 
 
 Dedications 
 
 656-663 
 
 Death and Resurkectio] 
 
 tf 664-682 
 
 Christ's Second Coming 
 
 683-688 
 
 Judgment . 
 
 689-693 
 
 Heaven 
 
 694-711 
 
 Thanksgiving 
 
 ■ • 
 
 712-719 
 
CONTENTS. 
 
 Marriage . 
 
 National . 
 
 Temperance 
 
 Seamen 
 
 Anniversary 
 
 Opening and Closing Year . 
 
 Index of First Lines 
 
 Index of Scripture Texts . 
 
 Index of Subjects . . 
 
 Index of Authors and Translators 
 
 Supplement 
 
 Index of First Liuen . . , 
 Index of Authoi-s .... 
 
 HYMNS 
 
 720-721 
 722-725 
 726-728 
 
 729-735 
 736-740 
 
 741-751 
 
 PAGE 
 409-425 
 
 427-432 
 433-436 
 
 437-443 
 
 445-465 
 466 
 
 467 
 
 XI 
 

 Sing praises to the Lord, which dweUeth in Zion. — Psalm ix.li. 
 
 come, let wa sing unto the Lord ; let us make a joyful noise to 
 the Rock of our salvation. Let us come before His presence with 
 thanksgiving. Let us make a joyful noise unto Him with psalms. 
 
 — Psalm xcv. i, 2. 
 
 Praise ye the Lord. Praise God in His sanctuary. . . Let every- 
 thing that hath breath praise the Lord. Praise ye the Lord ! 
 
 — Psalm cl. i, 6. 
 
 Speaking one to another in psalms and hymns and spiritual songs, 
 singing and making melody tvith your Jieart to the Lord. 
 
 — Eph. v. 19. 
 
 Let the tvord of Christ dwell in you richly in all toisdom, teaching 
 and admonishing one another with psalms and hymns and spiritual 
 songs, singing loith grace in your hearts unto God. — Col. iii. 16, 
 
 i 
 
Ube Canadian Baptist l3smnaU 
 
 -♦♦- 
 
 —Psalm ix.ii. 
 
 a joyful noise to 
 Hs presenoe with 
 t with psalms. 
 Psalm xcv. i, 2. 
 
 'y. . . Let every- 
 he Lord ! 
 -Psalm cl. i, 6. 
 
 •I spiritual songs^ 
 <ord. 
 
 — Eph. v. 19. 
 
 oisdom, teachiwj 
 (as and spiritual 
 Col. iii. 16. 
 
 WORSHIP, 
 
 Again our earthly cares we leave, 
 
 And to Thy courts repair ; 
 Again with joyful feet we come 
 
 To meet our Saviour here. 
 
 Within these walls let holy peace, 
 And love, and concord dwell ; 
 
 Here give the troubled conscience ease, 
 The wounded spirit heal. 
 
 The feeling heart, the melting eye, 
 
 The humble mind, bestow ; 
 And shine upon us from on high. 
 
 To make our graces grow. 
 
 May we in faith receive Thy word, 
 In faith present our prayers, 
 
 And in the presence of our Lord 
 Unbosom all our cares. 
 
 Show us some token of Thy love, 
 
 Our fainting hope to raise, 
 And pour Thy blessing from above, 
 
 That we may render praise. 
 
 C. M. 
 
 J. NEWT05. 
 
 Arise, and bless the Lord, 
 
 Ye people of His choice ; 
 Arise, and bless the Lord your God, 
 
 With heart, and soul, and voice. 
 
 Though high above all praise, 
 
 Above all blessing high, 
 Who would not fear His holy name, 
 
 And laud, and magnify ? 
 
 for the living flame 
 
 From His own altar brought. 
 To touch our lips, our souls inspire. 
 
 And wing to heaven our thought I 
 
 S. M. 
 
WORSBIP. 
 
 God is our strength and song, 
 
 And His salvation ours ; 
 Then be His love in Christ proclaimed 
 
 With all our ransomed powers. 
 
 Arise, and bless the Lord ; 
 
 The Lord your God adore , 
 Arise, and bless His glorious name, 
 
 Henceforth, for evermore. 
 
 J. MONTO0MER7. 
 
 8 
 
 •ym 
 
 
 Arise, my soul, my joyful powers. 
 And triumph in my God ; 
 
 Awake, my voice, and loud proclaim 
 His glorious grace abroad. 
 
 The arms of everlasting love 
 Beneath my soul He placed, 
 
 And on the Rock of Ages set 
 My slippery footsteps fast. 
 
 The city of my blest abode 
 Is walled around with grace ; 
 
 Salvation for a bulwark stands 
 To shield the sacred place. 
 
 Arise, my soul ! awake, my voice. 
 And hymns of pleasure sing ; 
 
 Loud hallelujahs shall address 
 My Saviour and my King. 
 
 C. M. 
 
 I. WATTS. 
 
 
 Awake, my soul ; awake, my tongue ; 
 My God demands the grateful song ; 
 Let all my inmost powers record 
 The wondrous mercy of the Lord. 
 
 Divinely free His mercy flows. 
 Forgives my sins, allays my woes. 
 And bids approaching death remove. 
 And crowns me with indulgent love. 
 
 His mercy, with unchanging rays. 
 For ever shines, while time decays ; 
 And children's children shall record 
 The truth and goodness of the Lord. 
 
 L. M. 
 
 II 
 
WORSHIP. 
 
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 4 While all His works His praise proclaim, 
 And men and angels bless His name, 
 O let my heart, my life, my tongue 
 Attend, and join the blissful song. 
 
 A. STEELE. 
 
 L. M. 
 
 Before Jehovah's awful throne, 
 Ye nations, bow with sacred joy ; 
 
 Know that the Lord is God alone ; 
 He can create, and He destroy. 
 
 His sovereign power, without our aid. 
 Made us of clay, and formsd us men ; 
 
 And when, like wandering sheep, we strayed, 
 He brought us to His fold again. 
 
 We are His people ; we His care ; 
 
 Our souls, and all our mortal frame ; 
 What lasting honours shall we rear. 
 
 Almighty Maker, to Thy name ? 
 
 We'll crowd Thy gates with thankful songs, 
 High as the heaven our voices raise ; 
 
 And earth, with her ten thousand tongues, 
 Shall till Thy courts with sounding praise. 
 
 Wide as the world is Thy command ; 
 
 Vast as eternity Thy love ; 
 Firm as a rock Thy truth shall stand, 
 
 When rolling years shall cease to move. 
 
 I. WATTS. 
 
 1 Be merciful to us, God ! 
 
 Upon Thy people shine ; 
 And spread Thy saving truth abroad. 
 Till all that live are Thine. 
 
 2 Give light and comfort to Thine own ; 
 
 And let that light extend 
 Till Thy prevailing name is known 
 To earth's remotest end. 
 
 3 Let all the people praise Thee, Lord 1 
 
 Let all their homage bring : 
 From sea to sea be Thou adored, 
 Bedeemer, Judge, and King I 
 
 3 
 
 C. M. 
 
WORSHIP. 
 
 4 Let all the people praise Thee, Lord ! 
 Then earth her fruit shall give : 
 Thy blessing shall on all be poured, 
 And all to Thee shall live. 
 
 8 
 
 ii 
 
 U. F. LVTE. 
 
 L. M. 
 
 Be thou, O God, exalted high ; 
 
 And as Thy glory fills the sky, 
 Ho let it be on earth displayed, 
 
 Till Thou art here, as there, obeyed. 
 
 God, my heart is fixed ; 'tis bent 
 Its thankful tribute to present ; 
 
 And, with my heart, my voice I'll raise 
 To Thee, my God, in songs of praise. 
 
 Thy praises. Lord, I will resound 
 To all the listening nations round ; 
 
 Thy mercy highest heaven transcends ; 
 Thy truth beyond the clouds extends. 
 
 Be Thou, O God, exalted high ; 
 
 And as Thy glorv fills the sky, 
 So let it be on eartn displayed, 
 
 Till Thou art here, as there, obeyed. 
 
 TATE AND BRADY. 
 
 Break Thou the bread of life, 
 
 Dear Lord, to me. 
 As Thou didst break the loaves 
 
 Beside the sea ; 
 Beyond the sacred page 
 
 I seek Thee, Lord ; 
 My spirit pants for Thee, 
 
 living Word ! 
 
 Bless Thou the truth, dear Lord, 
 
 To me — to me — 
 As Thou didst bless the bread 
 
 By Galilee; 
 Then shall all bondage cease, 
 
 All fetters fall ; 
 And I shall find my peace, 
 
 My All-in-AU ! 
 
 6.4. double. 
 
 M. A. LAXHBVKY. 
 
WORSHIP. 
 
 9 
 
 10 
 
 1 Come, let us lift our joyful eyes 
 
 Up to the courts above, 
 And smile to see our Father there, 
 Upon a throne of love. 
 
 2 Come, let us bow before His feet, 
 
 And venture near the Lord ; 
 No fiery cherub guards His seat. 
 Nor double-flaming sword, 
 
 3 The peaceful gates of heavenly bliss 
 
 Are opened by the Son ; 
 High let us raise our notes of praise, 
 And reach th' almighty throne. 
 
 4 To Thee ten thousand thanks we bring, 
 
 Great Advocate on high. 
 And glory to th' eternal King, 
 Who lays His anger by. 
 
 C. M. 
 
 I. WA.TT8. 
 
 L. M. 
 
 1 Come, O my «oul I in sacred lays, 
 Attempt Thy great Creator's praise : 
 But O, what tongue can speak His fame ? 
 What verse can reach the lofty theme ? 
 
 2 Enthroned amid the radiant spheres. 
 He glory like a garment wears; 
 
 To form a robe of light divine. 
 
 Ten thousand suns around Him shine. 
 
 3 In all our Maker's grand designs. 
 Almighty power, with wisdom, shines ; 
 
 His works, through all this wondrous frame, 
 Declare the glory of His name. 
 
 4 Raised on devotion's lofty wing, 
 Do thou, my soul, His glories sing ; 
 And let His praise employ thy tongue 
 Till listening worlds shall join the song. 
 
 5 
 
 T. BLACKI.OCK. 
 
WORSHIP. 
 
 11 
 
 12 
 
 13 
 
 S. M. 
 
 1 Come, sound His praise abroad, 
 
 And hymns of glory sing 1 
 Jehovah is the sovereign God, 
 The universal King. 
 
 2 Come, worship at His throne ; 
 
 Come, bow before the Lord ; 
 We are His work, and not our own ; 
 He formed us by His word, 
 
 3 To-day attend His voice, 
 
 Nor dare provoke His rod ; 
 Come, like the people of His choice, 
 And own your gracious God. 
 
 I. WATTS. 
 
 Come, Thou Desire of all Thy saints ! 
 
 Our humble strains attend. 
 While with our praises and complaints, 
 
 Low at Thy feet we bend. 
 
 2 How should our songs, like those above, 
 
 With warm devotion rise ! 
 How should our souls, on wings of love. 
 Mount upward to the skies I 
 
 3 Come, Lord ! Thy love alone can raise 
 
 In us the heavenly flame ; 
 Then shall our lips resound Thy praise, 
 Our hearts adore Thy name. 
 
 4 Dear Saviour, let Thy glory shine, 
 
 And fill Thy dwellings here. 
 Till life, and love, and joy divine 
 A heaven on earth appear. 
 
 C. M. 
 
 A. STEELE. 
 
 Come to the house of prayer, 
 
 O thou afflicted, come ; 
 The God of peace shall meet thee there ; 
 
 He makes that house His home. 
 
 6 
 
 S. M. 
 
WORSHIP. 
 
 S. M. 
 
 Come to the house of praise, 
 
 Ye who are happy now ; 
 In sweet accord your voices raise, 
 
 In kindred homage bow. 
 
 Ye aged, hither come. 
 
 For ye have felt His love ; 
 Soon shall your trembling tongues be dumb, 
 
 Your lips forget to move. 
 
 Ye young, before His throne, 
 Come, bow ; your voices raise ; 
 
 Let not your hearts His praise disown 
 Who gives the power to praise. 
 
 B. TAYLOR. 
 
 14 
 
 15 
 
 1 Early, my God, without delay, 
 
 I haste to seek Thy face ; 
 My thirsty spirit faints away 
 Without Thy cheering grace. 
 
 2 I've seen Thy glory and Thy power, 
 
 Through all Thy temple shine ; 
 My God, repeat that heavenly hour, 
 That vision so divine. 
 
 3 Not life itself, with all its joys, 
 
 Can my best passions move. 
 Or raise so high my cheerful voice. 
 As Thy forgiving love. 
 
 4 Thus, till my last, expiring day, 
 
 I'll bless my God and King ; 
 Thus will I lift my hands to pray, 
 And tune my lips to sing. 
 
 C. At 
 
 I. WATTS. 
 
 L. M. 
 
 Far from my thoughts, vain world, be gone ; 
 
 Let my religious hours alone ; 
 
 Fain would my eyes my Saviour see ; 
 
 I wait a visit. Lord, from Thee. 
 
 warm my heart with holy fire, 
 And kindle there a pure desire : 
 Come, sacred Spirit, from above. 
 And fill my soul with heavenly love. 
 
 7 
 
WOHSHIP. 
 
 Blest Saviour, what delicious faro ! 
 How sweet Thy entertainraents are I 
 Ne'er did the angels taste above 
 Redeeming grace and dying love. 
 
 Hail, great Immaniiel, all divine ! 
 In Thee thy Father's glories shine ; 
 Thy glorious name shall be adored, 
 And every tongue confess Thee Lord. 
 
 16 
 
 I. WATTS. 
 
 17 
 
 L. M. 
 From all who dwell below the skies 
 Let the Creator's praise arise ; 
 Let the Redeemer's name be sung. 
 Through every land, by every tongue. 
 
 Eternal are Thy mercies, Lord ; 
 Eternal truth attends Thy word ; 
 Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore, 
 Till suns shall rise and set no more. 
 
 I. WATTS. 
 
 L. M. 
 
 Give to our God immortal praise ; 
 Mercy and truth are all His ways ; 
 Wonders of grace to God belong, 
 Repeat His mercies in your song. 
 
 Give to the Lord of lords renown ; 
 
 The King of kings with glory crown ; 
 
 His mercies ever shall endure, 
 
 When lords and kings are known no more. 
 
 He sent His Son with power to save 
 From guilt and darkness and the grave ; 
 Wonders of grace to God belong. 
 Repeat His mercies in your song. 
 
 Through this vain world He guides our feet. 
 
 And leads us to His heavenly seat ; 
 
 His mercies ever shall endure. 
 
 When this vain world shall be no more. 
 
 1. WATTS 
 
 18 
 
 I God of mercy, God of grace. 
 Show the brightness of Thy face ; 
 
 8 
 
 7b. 6 lines. 
 
WORSHIP. 
 
 Shine upon us, Saviour, shine, 
 Fill Thy Church with light divine ; 
 And Thy saving health extend 
 Unto earth's remotest end. 
 
 Let the people praise Thee, Lord ; 
 Be by all that live adored ; 
 Let the nations shout and sing 
 Glory to their Saviour King ; 
 At Thy feet their tribute pay, 
 A.nd Thy holy will obey. 
 
 Let the people praise Thee, Lord ; 
 Karth shall then her fruits afford ; 
 God to man His blessing give ; 
 Man to God devoted live ; 
 All below, and all above, 
 One in joy and light and love. 
 
 19 
 
 n. F. rvTE. 
 
 Great God, attend, while Zion sings 
 The joy that from Thy presence springs i 
 To spend one day with Thee on earth 
 Exceeds a thousand days of mirth. 
 
 2 Might I enjoy the meanest place 
 Within Thy house, O God of grace. 
 Not tents of ease, nor thrones of power, 
 Should tempt my feet to leave Thy door. 
 
 3 God is our sun — He makes our day ; 
 God is our shield — He guards our way 
 From all th' assaults of hell and sin, 
 From foes without and foes within. 
 
 4 All needful grace will God bestow. 
 And crown that grace with glory too : 
 He gives us all things, and withholds 
 No real good from upright souls. 
 
 5 God, our King, whose sovereign sway 
 The glorious hosts of heaven obey, 
 Display Thy grace, exert Thy power, 
 Till all on earth Thy name adore. 
 
 I WATTS. 
 
 L. M. 
 
WORSHIP. 
 
 20 
 
 21 
 
 8.7. double. 
 ITail ! Tliou God of grnco and glory I 
 
 Who Thy name hast magnified, 
 By redemption's wondrous story, 
 
 By the Saviour crucilied ; 
 Thanks to Thee for every blessing. 
 
 Flowing from the Fount of love ; 
 Thanks for present good unceasing, 
 
 And for hopes of bliss above. 
 
 Hoar us, as thus bending lowly, 
 
 Near Thy bright and burning throne ; 
 We invoke Thee, God most holy ! 
 
 Through Thy well- beloved Son. 
 Send the baptism of Tliy Spirit, 
 
 Shed the pentecostal fire ; 
 Let us all Thy grace inherit, 
 
 Waken, crown each good desire. 
 
 Bind Thy people. Lord ! in union. 
 
 With the sevenfold cord of love ; 
 Breathe a spirit of communion 
 
 With the glorious hosts above ; 
 Let Thy work be seen progressing ; 
 
 Bow each heart, and bend each knee; 
 Till the world, Thy truth possessing, 
 
 Celebrates its jubilee. 
 
 T. W. AVELINO. 
 
 Hallelujah I Raise, raise 
 To our God the song of praise ; 
 All His servants join to sing 
 God our Saviour and our King. 
 
 BlessM be for evermore 
 That dread name which we adore ; 
 Round the world His praise be sung, 
 Through all lands, in every tongue. 
 
 O'er all nations God alone. 
 Higher than the heavens His throne ; 
 Who is like to God most high, 
 Infinite in majesty ? 
 
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WORSHIP. 
 
 4 Yet to view the heavens ITe bends ; 
 Yea, to earth He condescends ; 
 Passing by the rich and great, 
 
 For the low and desolate. 
 
 5 lie can raise the poor to stand 
 With the princes of the land ; 
 Wealth upon the needy shower, 
 Set the meanest high in power. 
 
 6 He the broken spirit cheers. 
 Turns to joy the mourner's tears ; 
 Such the wonders of His ways ; 
 Praise His name — for ever praise. 
 
 J. rONDKR. 
 
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 1 Holy and reverend is the name 
 
 Of our eternal King ; 
 " Thrice holy Lord," the angols cry ; 
 " Thrice holy," let us sing. 
 
 2 The deepest reverence of the mind, 
 
 Pay, O my soul 1 to God ; 
 Lift, with thy hands a holy heart 
 To His sublime abode. 
 
 3 With sacred awe pronounce His name, 
 
 Whom words nor thoughts can reach ; 
 A contrite heart shall please Him more 
 Than noblest forms of speech. 
 
 4 Thou holy God, preserve my soul 
 
 From all pollution free ; 
 The pure in heart are Thy delight, 
 And they Thy face shall see. 
 
 J. NEEDHAM. 
 
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 1 Holy, Holy, Holy Lord I 
 
 Be Thy glorious name adored ; 
 Lord I Thy mercies never fail ; 
 Hail, celestial goodness, hail I 
 
 2 Though unworthy, Lord ! Thine ear 
 Yet our hallelujahs hear ; 
 
 Purer praise we hope to bring. 
 When around Thy throne we sing. 
 II 
 
WORSHIP. 
 
 3 While on earth ordained to stay, 
 (jiuide our footsteps in Thy way; 
 Then on high we'll joyful raise 
 Songs of everlasting praise. 
 
 4 Then no tongue shall silent be ; 
 All shall join in harmony ; 
 
 And through heaven's all-spacious round 
 Praise to Thee shall ever sound. 
 
 5 Lord ! Thy mercies never fail ; 
 Hail, celestial goodness, hail ! 
 Holy, Holy, Holy Lord ! 
 Be Thy glorious name adored. 
 
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 B. WIILIA^MS. 
 
 S. M. 
 
 1 How charming is the place 
 
 Where my Redeemer, God, 
 Unveils the beauty of His face, 
 And sheds His love abroad 1 
 
 2 Not the fair palaces, 
 
 To which the great resort. 
 Are once to be compared with this, 
 Where Jesus holds His court. 
 
 3 Here on the mercy-seat, 
 
 With radiant glory crowned. 
 Our joyful eyes behold Him sit 
 And smile on all around. 
 
 4 Give me, O Lord, a place 
 
 Within Thy blest abode. 
 Among the children of Thy grace, 
 The servants of my God. 
 
 n. RTEN'NET. 
 
 L. AL 
 
 How pleasant, how divinely fair, 
 O Lord of hosts ! Thy dwellings are ! 
 With long desire my spirit faints 
 To meet th' assemblies of Thy saints. 
 
 My flesh would rest in Thine abode ; 
 My panting heart cries out for God ; 
 My God, my King, why should I be 
 So far from all my joys and Thee ? 
 
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WORSHIP. 
 
 Blest are the saints, who dwell on high, 
 Around Thy throne, above the sky ; 
 Thy brightest glories shine above, 
 And all their work is praise and love. 
 
 Blest are the souls who find a place 
 Within the temple of Thy grace ; 
 There they behold Thy gentler rays. 
 And seek Thy face, and learn Thy praise. 
 
 Cheerful they walk, with growing strength, 
 Till all shall meet in heaven at length ; 
 Till all before Thy face appear. 
 And join in nobler worship there. 
 
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 I. WATTS, 
 
 How did my heart rejoice to hear 
 
 My frier ds devoutly say, 
 " In Zion let us all appear. 
 
 And keep the solemn day ! " 
 
 2 I love her gates, I love the road ; 
 
 The church, adorned with grace, 
 Stands like a palace built for God, 
 To show His milder face. 
 
 3 Peace be within this sacred place, 
 
 And joy a constant guest ; 
 With holy gifts and heavenly grace 
 Be her attendants blest. 
 
 4 My soul shall pray for Zion still. 
 
 While life or breath remains ; 
 Here my best friends, my kindred, dwell ; 
 Here God, my Saviour, reigns. 
 
 C. M. 
 
 I. WATTS. 
 
 In Thy name, O Lord, assembling. 
 We, Thy people, now draw near ; 
 Teach us to rejoice with trembling ; 
 Speak, and let Thy servants hear, — 
 
 Hear with meekness, — 
 Hear Thy word with godly fear. 
 
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 Without clouds m i,« 
 ^ T^« • "-'"""s, m heaven we see 
 
 In T." ""'^'-/P P^rer, sweeter 
 
 Tl,«f ^i ^"Joyment greater 
 
 Than hey epuld con^ceive before,- 
 
 * • 1 enjoyment,— ' 
 
 Holy bliss, for evermore. 
 
 ' £f ^'' assembled in Thy name ^' ^'• 
 
 Thy promise at Thy hand u.a 'i • . 
 
 We do believe • C^L^ ® *^^^^^ ^ 
 
 rJrno^ y^^eve . u let us see 
 
 Great signs and wonders wrought bv Tl,» 
 2 Now let Thv m,VK^ *= -^ ■^"^®- 
 
 Now break ^'"mfferr ''" ^"<'^'> ' 
 We do belie:: : shal f::„'o?: l"' ^'""<*' 
 
 fetch wlK:,t-,^- Wt '-"^'•t; 
 
 bee Lord, we bring ou^dck to Th '""S*"' 
 I-t this the hour 0? mercy be ^""'^ = 
 
 W^;::1^T;"-' """"'''y Lord I 
 We do h V ^'"^ ''"-faithful word ■ 
 We do b«l.eve : and we shall se« ' 
 Yet g.eater wonde>^ wrought by Thee. 
 
 I Jesus, we look to Thee ^- *^' 
 
 Ihy promised presence claim • 
 i^ou m the midst of us sharL* 
 Assembled in Thy n^t ''' 
 ^ wu^?® salvation is, 
 
 Thv^ ^.®? "^^ ^^oie to prove • 
 ■^hy name is life and health ?«^ ' 
 
 And everlasting love ^ ^^^ 
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 We meet, the grace to take 
 Which Thou hast freely given : 
 
 We meet on earth for Thy dear sake, 
 That we may meet in heaven. 
 
 Present we know Thou art, 
 
 But O ! Thyself reveal ! 
 Now, Lord, let every waiting heart 
 
 Thy mighty comfort feel ! 
 
 O may Thy quickening voice 
 
 The death of sin remove. 
 And bid our inmost souls rejoice 
 
 In hope of perfect love ! 
 
 O. WESLEY. 
 
 L. M. 
 Jesus I where'er Thy people meet, 
 There they behold Thy mercy-seat ; 
 Where'er they seek Thee, Thou art found, 
 And every place is hallowed ground. 
 
 For Thou, within no walls confined, 
 Inhabitest the humble mind ; 
 Such ever bring Thee where the}'^ come, 
 And going, take Thee to their home. 
 
 Great Shepherd of Thy chosen few. 
 Thy former mercies here renew ; 
 Here to our waiting hearts proclaim 
 The sweetness of Thy saving name. 
 
 Here may we prove the power of prayer, 
 To strengthen faith, and sweeten care ; 
 To teach our faint desires to rise. 
 And bring all heaven before our eyes. 
 
 Lord, we are few, but Thou art near, 
 Nor short Thine arm, nor deaf Thine ear ; 
 O rend the heavens, come quickly down, 
 And make a thousand hearts Thine own ! 
 
 W. COWPER. 
 
 H. M. 
 I Let every creature join 
 To bless Jahovah's name, 
 And every power unite 
 To swell th' exalted theme ; 
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 WORSHIP. 
 
 Should nobler pr^hJaZ 
 
 And every thankful heart ' 
 
 With warm devotion glow 
 
 3 ^«^«t me, gracious God ; 
 
 -ffl:rxh^5^yr>«; 
 
 Ihe universal choir . 
 
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 ^ver taithful, ever sure. 
 
 ''rTtl'"' ^"'■"Piteous eve 
 looked upon our misery ^' 
 
 y"^ ^is mercies shall endure 
 Ever faithful, ever sure ' 
 
 J. MltTON. 
 
 ' ^'^ "P to God the voice of praise "^ "• 
 Whose breath our souls inQ . 
 
WORSHIP. 
 
 Loud, and more loud, the anthems raise, 
 With grateful ardour fired. 
 
 2 Lift up to God the voice of praise, 
 
 Whose goodness, passing thought, 
 Loads every moment, as it flies, 
 With benefits unsought. 
 
 3 Lift up to God the voice of praise, 
 
 From whom salvation flows, 
 Who sent His Son our souls to save 
 From everlasting woes. 
 
 4 Lift up to God the voice of praise 
 
 For hope's transporting ray, 
 Which lights, through darkest shades of death, 
 To realms of endless day. 
 
 K. "WARDLAW. 
 
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 1 Long as I live I'll bless Thy name, 
 
 My King, my God of love ; 
 My work and joy shall be the same 
 In the bright world above. 
 
 2 Thy grace shall dwell upon my tongue, 
 
 And while my lips rejoice. 
 The men that hear my sacred song 
 Shall join their cheerful voice. 
 
 3 Fathers to sons shall teach Thy name, 
 
 And children learn Thy ways ; 
 Ages to come Thy truth proclaim. 
 And nations sound Thy praise. 
 
 J. The world is governed by Thy hands. 
 Thy saints are ruled by love ; 
 And Thine eternal kingdom stands. 
 Though rocks and hills remove. 
 
 I. WATTS. 
 
 35 8.7.4. 
 
 I Lord, dismiss us with Thy blessing. 
 Fill our hearts with joy and peace : 
 Let us each, Thy love possessing, 
 Triumph in redeeming grace : 
 
 O refresh us ! 
 Travelling through this wilderness. 
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 Thanks we give, and adoration, 
 For Thy gospel's joyful sound ; 
 
 May the fruits of Thy salvation 
 In our hearts and lives abound : 
 
 May Thy presence 
 With us evermore be found 1 
 
 So, 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 ready 
 Rise and reign in endless day I 
 
 ANON. 
 
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 Lord God of Hosts, by all adored ! 
 Thy name we praise with one accord ; 
 The earth and heavens are full of Thee, 
 Thy light. Thy love, Thy majesty. 
 
 Loud hallelujahs to Thy name 
 
 Angels and seraphim proclaim ; 
 
 Eternal praise to Thee is given 
 
 By all the powers and thrones in heaven. 
 
 The apostles join the glorious throng, 
 ITie prophets aid to swell the song, 
 The noble and triumphant host 
 Of martyrs make of Thee their boast. 
 
 The holy Church in every place 
 Throughout the world exalts Thy praise ; 
 Both heaven and earth do worship Thee, 
 Thou Father of eternity ! 
 
 From day to day, Lord, do we 
 Highly exalt and honour Thee ; 
 Thy name we worship and adore, 
 World without end for evermore. 
 
 T. COTTERILL. 
 
 Lord of the worlds above 1 
 How pleasant and how fair, 
 
 The dwellings of Thy love, 
 Thine earthly temples, are 1 
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WORSHIP. 
 
 To Thine abode ray heart aspires, 
 With warm desires to see my God. 
 
 O happy souls, who pray 
 
 Where God appoints to hear I 
 happy men, who pay 
 
 Their constant service there ! 
 They praise Thee still ; and happy they 
 Who love the way to Zion's hill. 
 
 They go from strength to strength, 
 Through this dark vale of tears, 
 
 Till each arrives at length. 
 Till each in heaven appears : 
 
 O glorious seat, when God, our King, 
 
 Shall thither bring our willing feet I 
 
 I. WATTS. 
 
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 1 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 ? 
 
 2 Lord, on Thee our souls depend ; 
 In compassion now descend ; 
 
 Fill our hearts with Thy rich grace ; 
 Tune our lips to sing Thy praise. 
 
 3 In Thine own appointed way. 
 Now we seek Thee ; here we stay ; 
 Lord, from hence we would not go. 
 Till a blessing Thou bestow. 
 
 4 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. 
 
 5 Grant that all may seek and find 
 Thee a God supremely kind ; 
 Heal the sick ; the captive free ; 
 Let us all rejoice in Thee. 
 
 W. HAMMOND. 
 
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 1 My God, my King, Thy various praise 
 Shall fill the remnant of my days ; 
 Thy grace employ my humble tongue, 
 Till death and glory i-aise the song. 
 
 2 The wings of every hour shall bear 
 Some thankful tribute to Thine ear ; 
 And every setting sun shall see 
 New works of duty done for Thee. 
 
 3 Tl y works with boundless glory shine, 
 And speak Thy majesty divine ; 
 
 Let every realm with joy proclaim 
 The sound and honour of Thy name. 
 
 4 Let distant times and nations raise 
 The long succession of Thy praise, 
 And unborn ages make my song 
 The joy and triumph of their tongue 
 
 I. WATTS. 
 S. M. 
 
 1 O BLESS the Lord, my soul I 
 
 His grace to thee proclaim ; 
 And all that is within me join 
 To bless His holy name. 
 
 2 O bless the Lord, my soul ! 
 
 His mercies bear in mind ; 
 Forget not all His benefits ; 
 The Lord to thee is kind. 
 
 3 The Lord forgives thy sins, 
 
 Prolongs thy feeble breath ; 
 He healeth thine infirmities, 
 And ransoms thee from death. 
 
 4 He clothes thee with His love, 
 
 Upholds thee with His truth, 
 And like the eagle He renews 
 The vigour of thy youth. 
 
 5 Then bless His holy name. 
 
 Whose grace hath made thee whole ; 
 Whose loving-kindness crowns thy days, 
 O bless the Lord, my soul. 
 
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 1 GIVE thanks to Him who made 
 Morning light and evening shade ; 
 Source and Giver of all good, 
 Nightly .sleep and daily food ; 
 Quickener of our wearied powers, 
 Guard of our unconscious hours. 
 
 2 O give thanks to Nature's King, 
 Who made every breathing thing ; 
 His, our warm and sentient frame, 
 His, the mind's immortal flame ; 
 O how close the ties that bind 
 Spirits to the Eternal Mind ! 
 
 3 O give thanks with heart and lip. 
 For we are His workmanship ; 
 And all creatures are His care ; 
 Not a bird that cleaves the air 
 Falls unnoticed ; but who can 
 Speak the Father's love to man ? 
 
 4 O give thanks to Him who came 
 In a mortal, suffering frame — 
 Temple of the Deity — 
 
 Came for rebel man to die ; 
 In the path Himself hath trod, 
 Leading back His saints to God. 
 
 J. CONDER. 
 
 42 10.10.11.11.' 
 
 1 O WORSHIP the King all glorious above ! 
 O gratefully sing His wisdom and love ! 
 
 Our Shield and Defender, the Ancient of days. 
 Pavilioned in splendour and girded with praise. 
 
 2 tell of His might I sing of His grace ! 
 Whose robe is the light ; whose canopy, space ; 
 His chariots of wrath the deep thunder-clouds form, 
 And dark is His path on the wings of the storm. 
 
 3 Thy bountiful care what tongue can recite ? 
 It breathes in the air, it shines in the light. 
 
 It streams from the hills, it descends to the plain 
 And sweetly distils in the dew and the rain. 
 
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WORSHIP. 
 
 4 Frail children of dust, and feeble as frail , 
 In Thee do we trust, nor find Thee to fail ; 
 Thy mercies how tender, how firm to the end, 
 Our Maker, Defender, lledeeraer, and Friend 1 
 
 5 O measureless Might ! ineffable Love I 
 While angels delight to hymn Thee above. 
 The humbler creation, though feeble their lays, 
 "With true adoration shall lisp to Thy praise. 
 
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 7». double. 
 
 Pleasant are Thy courts above. 
 In the land of light and love ; 
 Pleasant are Thy courts below, 
 In this land of sin and woe. 
 O ! my spirit longs and faints 
 For the converse of Thy saints. 
 For the brightness of Thy face. 
 King of glory, God of grace. 
 
 Happy birds that sing and fly 
 Round Thine altars, O Most High I 
 Happier souls that find a rest 
 In their heavenly Father's breast : 
 Like the wandering dove that found 
 No repose on earth around. 
 They can to their ark repair, 
 And enjoy it ever there. 
 
 Happy souls ! their praises flow 
 Even in this vale of woe : 
 Waters in the desert rise. 
 Manna feeds them from the skies : 
 On they go from strength to strength 
 Till they reach Thy throne at length, 
 At Thy ffset adoring fall 
 Who hast led them safe through all. 
 
 Lord, be mine this prize to win ; 
 Guide mo through a world of sin : 
 Keep me by Thy saving grace ; 
 Give me at Thy side a place i 
 
WORSHIP. 
 
 Sun and shield alike Thou art, 
 Guide and guard my erring heart ; 
 (Jrace and glory flow from Thee, 
 Shower, O shower them, Lord, on mo I 
 
 II. r. I.YTE. 
 
 44 8.7.4. 
 
 1 Praise, my soul, the King of Heaven, 
 
 To His feet thy tribute bring ; 
 Ransomed, healed, restored, forgiven. 
 Who like thee His praise should sing ! 
 
 Praise Him ! praise Him ! 
 Praise the everlasting King ! 
 
 2 Praise Him for His grace and favour 
 
 To our fathers in distress ; 
 Praise Him, still the same as ever, 
 Slow to chide, and swift to bless. 
 
 Praise Him ! praise Him I 
 Glorious in His faithfulness I 
 
 3 Father-like, He tends and spares us, 
 
 Well our feeble frame He knows ; 
 In His hands He gently bears us, 
 Rescues us from all our foes. 
 
 Praise Him ! praise Him I 
 Widely as His mercy flows ! 
 
 4 Angels, help us to adore Him ; 
 
 Ye behold Him face to face ; 
 Sun and moon, boM'^ down before Him, 
 Dwellers all in time and space. 
 Praise Him ! praise Him I 
 Praise with us the God of gi-ace I 
 
 H. F, LYTE. 
 
 45 8.7. 
 
 1 Praise the Lord ! ye heavens, adore Him, 
 
 Praise Him, angels, in the height ; 
 Sun and moon rejoice before Him, 
 Praise Him, all ye stars of light. 
 
 2 Praise the Lord ! for He hath spoken ; 
 
 Worlds His mighty voice obeyed ; 
 Laws which never shall be broken 
 For their guidance hath He made. 
 
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 3 Praise the lionl 1 for lie is plorious ; 
 
 Never shall His promise fail; 
 God hath made His saints victorious, 
 Sin and death shall not prevail. 
 
 4 Praise the God of our salvation ; 
 
 Hosts on hi^'h His power proclaim; 
 Heaven and earth and all creation 
 Laud and magnify His name ! 
 
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 46 8.7. dollblH. 
 
 1 Praise to Thee, Thou great Creator, 
 
 Praise bo Thine from every tongue ; 
 Join, my soul, with every creature, 
 
 Join the universal song. 
 Father, source of all compassion, 
 
 Pure, unbounded grace is Thine; 
 Hail ! the God of our salvation. 
 
 Praise Him for His love divine I 
 
 2 For ten thousand blessings given, 
 
 For the hope of future joy, 
 Sound His praise thx'ough earth and heaven, 
 
 Sound Jehovah's praise on high ; 
 Joyfully on earth adore Him, 
 
 Till in heaven our song we raise ; 
 There, enraptured, fall before Him, 
 
 Lost in wonder, love, and praise. 
 
 J. FAWCETT AND WESLKT. 
 
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 C. M. 
 
 1 Praise waits in Zion, Lord I for Thee ; 
 
 There shall our vows be paid ; 
 Thou hast an ear when sinners pray ; 
 All flesh shall seek Thine aid. 
 
 2 O Lord ! our guilt and fears prevail, 
 
 But pardoning grace is Thine ; 
 And T'lou wilt grant us power and skill 
 To conquer every sin. 
 
 3 Blest are the men whom Thou wilt choose 
 
 To bring them near Thy face ; 
 Give them a dwelling in Thy house, 
 To feast upon Thy grace^ 
 
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 4 In answering what Thy Church requests, 
 
 Thy truth and terror shine; 
 And works of dreadful ri^liteousneKSS 
 Fulfil Thy kind dosi<,Mi. 
 
 5 Thus shall the wondering,' nations see 
 
 The Lord is /»ood and just ; 
 And distant islands fly to Thoe, 
 And make Thy name their trust. 
 
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 L. M. 
 
 Praise ye the Lord ! my heart shall join 
 In work so pleasant, t-n -li^ ine ; 
 My days of praise shall ne'er be past, 
 While life, and thought, and being last. 
 
 Happy the man whose hopes rely 
 On Israel's God I He made the sky, 
 And earth, and seas, with all their train ; 
 And none shall find His promise vain. 
 
 His truth for ever stands secure ; 
 
 He saves th' oppressed, He feeds the poor ; 
 
 He helps the stranger in distress, 
 
 The widow and the fatherless. 
 
 He loves the saints. He knows them well, 
 But turns the wicked down to hell : 
 Thy God, O Zion, ever reigns ; 
 Praise Him in everlasting strains. 
 
 I. WATTS. 
 
 L. M. 
 
 Praise God, from whom all blessings flow, 
 Praise Him, all creatures here below 
 Praise Him above, ye heavenly host ; 
 Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. 
 
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 T. KEy. 
 
 8.7. double. 
 
 Round the Lord in glory seated, 
 
 Cherubim and Seraphim 
 Filled His temple, and repeated 
 Each to each the alternate hymn : 
 " Lord, Thy glory fills the heaven ; 
 Earth is with its fulness stored ; 
 Unto Thee be glory given, 
 Holy, Holy, Holy Lord 1 " 
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WORSHIP. 
 
 Heaven is still with glory ringing, 
 
 Earth takes up the angels' cry, 
 " Holy, Holy, Holy," singing, 
 
 " Lord of hosts, the Lord most high." 
 " Lord, Thy glory fills the heaven ; 
 Earth is with its fulness stored ; 
 Unto Thee be p^loiy given. 
 Holy, Holy, Holy Lord ! " 
 
 With His seraph train before Him, 
 
 With His holy Church below. 
 
 Thus conspire we to adore Him, 
 
 Bid we thus our anthem flow : 
 
 " Lord, Thy glory fills the heaven; 
 Earth is with its fulness stored ; 
 Unto Thee be glory given, 
 Holy, Holy, Holy Lord ! " 
 
 R. MANT. 
 
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 Sing to the Lord a joyful song. 
 
 Lift up your hearts, your voices raise, 
 
 To us His gracious gifts belong. 
 
 To Him our songs of love and praise. 
 
 2 For life and love, for rest and food, 
 For daily help and nightly care. 
 Sing to the Lord, for He is good. 
 And praise His name, for it is fair. 
 
 3 For strength to those who on Him W£iit, 
 His truth to prove, His will to do ; 
 Praise ye our God, for He if great, 
 Trust in His name, for it is true. 
 
 4 For joys untold that daily move 
 Round those who love His sweet employ, 
 Sing to our God, for He is love, 
 
 Exalt His name, for it is joy. 
 
 5 For life below, with all its bliss. 
 
 And for that life, more pure and high, 
 That inner life which over this 
 Shall ever shine, and never die ; 
 
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 6 Sing to tlie Lord of heaven and earth, 
 AVhom angels serve and saints adore, 
 The Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, 
 To whom be praise for evermora 
 
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 Songs of praise the angels sang, 
 Heaven with hallelujahs rang, 
 When Jehovah's work begun ; 
 When He spake, and it was done. 
 
 Songs of praise awoke the morn 
 When the Prince of Peace was born ; 
 Songs of praise arose when He 
 Captive led captivity. 
 
 Heaven and earth must pass away : 
 Songs of praise shall crown that day ; 
 God will make new heavens and earth : 
 Songs of praise shall hail their birth. 
 
 And shall man alone be dumb. 
 Till that glorious kingdom come ? 
 No ! the Church delights to raise 
 Psalms, and hymns, and songs of praise. 
 
 Saints below with heart and voice 
 Still in songs of praise rejoice ; 
 Learning here, L^* faith and love, 
 Songs of praise to sing above. 
 
 Borne upon their latest breath, 
 Songs of praise shall conquer death : 
 Then, amidst eternal joy, 
 Songs of praise their powers employ. 
 
 J. HONTOOMBRT. 
 
 L. M. 
 
 Sweet is the solemn voice that calls 
 The Christian to the house of prayer ; 
 1 love to stand within its walls. 
 For Thou, O Lord, art present there. 
 
 I love to tread the hallowed courts, 
 Where two or three for worship meet ; 
 For thither Christ Himself resorts. 
 And makes the little band complete. 
 
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WORSHIP. 
 
 'Tis sweet to raise the common song, 
 To join in holy praise and love ; 
 And imitate the blessed throng 
 That mingle hearts and songs above. 
 
 Within these walls may peace abound, 
 May all our hearts in one agree ; 
 Where brethren meet, where Christ is found, 
 May peace and concord ever be. 
 
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 1 Sweet the time, exceeding sweet. 
 When the saints together meet ; 
 When the Saviour is the theme, 
 When they join to sing of Him. 
 
 2 Sing we then eternal love, 
 Such as did the Father move : 
 He beheld the world undone, 
 Loved the world, and gave His Son. 
 
 3 Sing the Son's amazing love : 
 How He left the realms above> 
 Took our Dature and our place, 
 Lived and died to save our race. 
 
 4 Sing we, too, the Spirit's love : 
 With our wretched hearts He strove. 
 Took the things of Christ, and showed 
 How to reach His blest abode. 
 
 5 Sweet the place, exceeding sweet. 
 Where the saints in glory meet ; 
 Where the Saviour 's still the theme. 
 Where they see, and sing of Him. 
 
 O. BURDER. 
 
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 The Lord of glory is my light, 
 
 And my salvation too ; 
 God is my strength, nor will I fear 
 
 What all my foes can do. 
 
 One blessing, Lord, my heart desires : 
 
 O grant me mine abode 
 Among the Churches of Thy saints, 
 
 The temples of my God. 
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WORSHIP. 
 
 3 There shall I offer my requests, 
 
 And see Thy glory still ; 
 Shall hear Thy messages of love, 
 And learn Thy holy will. 
 
 4 When troubles rise, and storms appear, 
 
 There may His children hide ; 
 God has a strong pavilion, where 
 He makes my soul abide. 
 
 Now shall my head be lifted high 
 bove mv foes around. 
 
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 ow snail my neaa ue iiicea j 
 Above my foes around. 
 And songs of joy and victory 
 Within Thy temple sound. 
 
 I. WATTS. 
 
 Tiiou who art enthroned above, 
 Thou by whom we live and move ! 
 O how sweet, with joyful tongue, 
 To resound Thy praise in song ! 
 When the morning paints the skies, 
 When the sparkling stars arise, 
 All Thy favours to rehearse. 
 And give thanks in grateful verse. 
 
 Sweet the day of sacred rest. 
 When devotion fills the breast. 
 When we dwell within Thy house. 
 Hear Thy word, and pay our vows ; 
 Notes to heaven's high mansions raise, 
 Fill its courts witiA joyful praise ; 
 With repeated hymns proclaim 
 Great Jehovah's awful name. 
 
 From Thy works our joys arise, 
 O Thou only good and wise ! 
 Who Thy wonders can declare ? 
 How profound Ihy counsels are ! 
 Warm our hearts with sacred fire ; 
 Grateful fervours still inspire ; 
 All our powers, with all their might, 
 Ever in Thy praise unite. 
 
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 a. SANbva. 
 
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WORSHIP. 
 
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 To Thy temple we rep.air ; 
 LoT-d, we love to worship there ; 
 There, within the veil, we meet 
 Christ upon the mercy-seat. 
 
 While Thy glorious name is sung, 
 Tune our lips, inspire oar tongue ; 
 Then our joyful souls shall bless 
 Christ, the Lord our Righteousness. 
 While to Thee our prayers ascend, 
 Let Thine ear in love attend ; 
 Hear us when Thy Spirit pleads ; 
 Hear, for Jesus intercedes. 
 
 While Thy word is heard with awe, 
 While we tremble at Thy law, 
 Let Thy gospel's wondrous love 
 Every doubt and fear remove. 
 
 From Thy house when we return, 
 Let our hearts within us burn ; 
 Then, at evening, we may say, 
 "We have walked with God to-day. 
 
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 J. MONTGOMERV. 
 
 C. M. 
 What shall I render to my God, 
 
 For all His mercies shown ? 
 My feet shall visit Thine abode. 
 
 My songs address Thy throne. 
 Among the saints who fill Thy house, 
 
 My offering shall be paid ; 
 There shall my zeal perform the vows 
 
 My soul in anguish made. 
 
 How much is mercy Thy delight, 
 
 Thou ever blessed God ! 
 How dear Thy servants in Thy sight ! 
 
 How precious is their blood ! 
 
 How happy all Thy servants are I 
 
 How great Thy grace to me ! 
 My life, which Thou hast made Thy care, 
 
 Lord, I devote to Thee. 
 
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 I. WATTS. 
 
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WORSHIP. 
 
 59 
 
 6.5. or lis. 
 
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 1 With gladness we worship, 
 
 Rejoice as we sing, 
 Free hearts and free voices 
 
 How blessed to bring. 
 The old thankful story 
 
 Shall reach Thine abode, 
 Thou King of all glory, 
 
 Most bountiful God ! 
 
 2 Renewed by Thy Spirit, 
 
 Redeemed by Thy Son, 
 Thy children revere Thee 
 
 For all Thou hast done. 
 O Father ! returning 
 
 To love and to light, 
 Thy children are yearning 
 
 To praise Thee aright. 
 
 3 Our souls mount aspiring 
 
 To reach the Divine ; 
 Partaking Thy nature — 
 
 In Christ — even Thine ! 
 Ascending and soaring, 
 
 With Him in accord, 
 We triumph adoring. 
 
 We joy in the Lord. 
 
 4 We join with the angels. 
 
 And so there is given, 
 From earth, Hallelujah I 
 
 In answer to heaven. 
 Amen ! be Thou glorious 
 
 Below and above, 
 Redeeming, victorious, 
 
 And Infinite Love I 
 
 G. BAW30N. 
 
 L. M. 
 
 With one consent, let all the earth 
 To God their cheerful voices raise ; 
 
 Glad homage pay, with hallowed mirth, 
 And sing before Him songs of praise ; — 
 
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WORSHIP. 
 
 Assured that He is God alone, 
 
 From whom both we and all proceed — 
 We, whom He chooses for His own, 
 
 The flock which He delights to feed. 
 
 O enter, then, His temple gate ; 
 
 Thence to His courts devoutly press ; 
 And still your grateful hymns repeat. 
 
 And still His name with praises bless ;- 
 
 For He's the Lord, supremely good ; 
 
 His mercy is for ever sure ; 
 His truth, which always firmly stood. 
 
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 To endless ages shall endure. 
 
 N. TATE. 
 
 1 Ye children of the Father, 
 
 For whom the Son did die, 
 Close, closes around Him gather ; 
 
 Ye cannot come too nigh. 
 Draw near, by Him invited, 
 
 Made bold by His own might, 
 By His own smile delighted, 
 
 With His own presence bright. 
 
 2 Throw every power and passion 
 
 Into each song, each prayer ; 
 Bring a free, full oblation ! 
 
 Let all your strength be there ! 
 With utmost rapture greet Him ! 
 
 Your inmost souls outpour ! 
 Spirit to sptrit meet Him ; 
 
 Within the veil adore : 
 
 3 Thou openest, Lord 
 
 7.6. duuble. 
 
 we enter ; 
 
 Thou callest ; lo ! we come. 
 Within the veil we venture. 
 
 And find our Lord at home. 
 Here, nigh to Thee, we tarry ; 
 
 Here, close we wait on Thee, 
 And when we go to glory, 
 
 'Twill be Thy face to see. 
 
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 k.J||A»»!ra"'?«»'«CJC«***Ma 
 
THE lord's day. 
 
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 is;- 
 
 AXE. 
 
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 62 ^' M. 
 
 1 Ye nations round the earth, rejoice 
 Before the Lord, your sovereign King; 
 Serve Him with cheerful heart and voice ; 
 With all your tongues His glory sing. 
 
 2 The Lord is Gcd ; 'tis He alone 
 Doth life, and breath, and being give ; 
 We are His work, and not our own, 
 The sheep that on His pastures live. 
 
 3 Enter His gates with songs of joy ; 
 With praises to His courts repair ; 
 And make it your divine employ 
 
 To pay your thanks and honours there. 
 
 4 The Lord is good ; the Lord is kind ; 
 Great is His grace. His mercy sure ; 
 And all the race of man shall find 
 His truth from age to age endure. 
 
 I. WATTS, 
 
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 THE LORD'S DAY. 
 
 L. M. 
 
 1 Another six days' work is done, 
 Another Sabbath is begun ; 
 Return, my soul, enjoy thy rest. 
 Improve the day thy God hath blessed. 
 
 2 O that our thoughts and thanks may rise, 
 As grateful incense, to the skies ; 
 
 And draw from heaven that sweet repose 
 Which none, but him that feels it, knows. 
 
 3 This heavenly lalm within the breast 
 Is the dear pledge of glorious rest. 
 Which for the Church of God remains, 
 The end of cares, the end of pains. 
 
 4 With joy, great God, Thy works we view, 
 In various scenes, both old and new ; 
 V/ith praise we think on mercies past, 
 With hope we future pleasures taste. 
 
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THE lord's day. 
 
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 In holy duties let the day, 
 In holy pleasures pass away ; 
 How sweet a Sabbath thus to spend, 
 In hope of one that ne'er shall end I 
 
 J. STKNNETT. 
 
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 L. M. 
 
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 1 Blest hour, when mortal man retires 
 To hold communion with his God, 
 To send to heaven his warm desires, 
 And listen to the sacred word. 
 
 2 Blest hour, when earthly cares resign 
 Their empire o'er his anxious breast, 
 While, all around, the calm divine 
 Proclaims the holy day of rest. 
 
 3 Blest hour, when God Himself draws nigh, 
 AVell pleased His people's voice to hear, 
 To hush the penitential sigh. 
 
 And wipe away the mourner's tear. 
 
 4 Blest hour ! for, where the Lord resorts, 
 Foretastes of future bliss are given. 
 And mortals find His earthly courts 
 The house of God, the gate of heaven. 
 
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 T. RAFFLES. 
 
 H. M. 
 
 1 Now, to Thy sacred house, 
 
 With joy I turn my feet. 
 Where saints, with morning vows. 
 
 In full assembly meet : 
 Thy power divine shall there be shown, 
 And from Thy throne Thy mercy shine. 
 
 2 O send Thy light abroad ; 
 
 Thy truth with heavenly ray 
 Shall lead my soul to Grod, 
 
 And guide my doubtful way ; 
 I'll hear Thy word with faith sincere, 
 And learn to fear and praise the Lord, 
 
 3 Here reach Thy bounteous hand 
 
 And all my sorrows heal ; 
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THE lord's day. 
 
 Here health and strength divine, 
 
 O make my bosom feel; 
 Like balmy dew shall Jesus* voice 
 My heart rejoice, my strength renew. 
 
 T. DWKIHT. 
 
 QQ 7.6. double. 
 
 1 DAY of rest and gladness, 
 
 O day of joy and light, 
 O balm of care and sadness, 
 
 Most beautiful, most bright ; 
 On Thee, the high and lowly, 
 
 Bending before the throne. 
 Sing, Holy, Holy, Holy, 
 
 To the Great Three in One. 
 
 2 To-day on weary nations 
 
 The heavenly manna falls ; 
 To holy convocations 
 
 The silver trumpet calls, 
 Where gospel light is glowing 
 
 With pure and radiant beams. 
 And living water flowing 
 
 With soul- refreshing streams. 
 
 3 New graces ever gaining 
 
 From this our day of rest. 
 We reach the rest remaining 
 
 To spirits of the blest. 
 To Holy Ghost be praises, 
 
 To Father and to Son ; 
 The Church her voice upraises 
 
 To Thee, blest Three in One. 
 
 C. WORDSWORTH. 
 
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 1 Safely through another week 
 
 God has brought us on our way ; 
 Let us now a blessing seek. 
 
 Waiting in His courts to-day : 
 Day of all the week the best, 
 Emblem of eternal rest. 
 
 2 While we seek supplies of grace, 
 
 Through the dear Redeemer's name, 
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TnF LORD.S Day. 
 
 Show Thy roroiiciling fnro, 
 
 Tiiko away our sin aiul sliaino ; 
 From our wovMly raros not Uoi\ 
 May wo ro.st, tliis day, in Then. 
 
 3 ll(M'o wo como Thy naino to praiso; 
 
 Lot us fool Thy proHonco noar ; 
 May Thy glory moot our oyos, 
 
 Wliilo wo in Thy hotjso appear; 
 lloro afTortl us, Tionl, a tasto 
 Of our ovorlasting foast. 
 
 4 May tho gospol's joyful sound 
 
 Conquer sinnora, comfort saints, 
 Mako tlio fruits of grace aboutul, 
 
 Jh'ing relief from all complaints : 
 Thus let all our Sahhaths prove, 
 Till wo join tho Church above. 
 
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 1 Softly fades tho twilight ray 
 Of tho holy Sabbath day ; 
 Cently as life's setting sun, 
 When tho Christian's course is run. 
 
 2 Night her solemn mantle spreads 
 O'er the earth, as daylight fades; 
 All things tell of calm repose, 
 At tho holy Sabbath's close. 
 
 3 Peace is on the world abroad ; 
 'Tis the holy peace of God, — 
 Symbol of the peace within. 
 When the spirit rests from sin. 
 
 4 Still the Spirit lingers near, 
 Where the evening worshipper 
 Seeks communion with the skies, 
 Pressing onward to the prize. 
 
 5 Saviour, may our Sabbaths be 
 Days of peace and joy in Thee, 
 Till in heaven our souls repose. 
 Where the Sabbath ne'er shall close. 
 
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TIIK I.OU0 8 DAY. 
 
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 L. M. 
 
 Sweet is tlio work, my God, my Kin^, 
 To i>niiH(3 Thy naiiio, ^ivo MiankH, and sing; 
 To show Thy lovo by morning light, 
 Aad talk of all Thy truth at night. 
 
 2 Swcot is tho day of Hacred rest ; 
 No mortal caro sh'ili fill my broant ; 
 O may my heart in tiino bo found, 
 Like David's har[), of solemn sound. 
 
 3 My heart shall triumph in tho Lord, 
 And bloss His works, and ]>less His word : 
 His works of grace, how bright they shine ! 
 How deep His counsels, how divine ! 
 
 4 And I sliall share a glorious part. 
 When grace hath well refined my heart, 
 And fresh supplies of joy are shod, 
 Like holy oil, to cheer my head. 
 
 5 Then shall 1 see, and hear, and know 
 All I desired or wished below. 
 
 And evofy power find sweet employ 
 In that eternal world of joy. 
 
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 I. WATTS. 
 
 S. M. 
 
 1 Sweet is the work, O Lord, 
 
 Thy glorious name to sing, 
 To praise and pray, to hear Thy word. 
 And grateful ofYeiings bring; — 
 
 2 Sweet, at the dawning light. 
 
 Thy boundless love to tell. 
 And, when approach the shades of night. 
 Still on the theme to dwell ; — 
 
 3 Sweet, on this day of rest. 
 
 To join, in heart and voice, 
 With those who love and serve Thee best, 
 And in Thy name rejoice. 
 
 4 To songs of praise and joy 
 
 Be every Sabbath given. 
 That such may be our blest employ 
 Eternally in heaven. 
 
 H. AVBIR. 
 
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THE LORDS DAY. 
 
 
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 71 7.6. 
 
 1 The dawn of God's dear Sabbath 
 
 Breaks o'er the earth again, 
 As some sweet summer morning 
 
 After a night of pain. ♦ 
 
 It comes as cooling showers 
 
 To some enchanted land, 
 As shade of clustered palm-trees 
 
 'Mid weary waste of sand. 
 
 2 Lord, we would bring for offering, — 
 
 Though marred with earthly soil,— 
 A week of earnest labour, 
 
 Of steady, faithful toil ; 
 Fair fruits of self-denial, 
 
 Of strong, deep love to Thee, 
 Fostered by Thine own Spirit, 
 
 In our humility. 
 
 3 And we would bring our burden 
 
 Of sinful thought and deed, 
 In Thy pure presence kneeling. 
 
 From bondage to be freed ; 
 Our heart's most bitter sorrov 
 
 For all Thy work undone ; 
 So many talents wasted. 
 
 So few bright l.inrels won ! 
 
 4 May we in joy and gladness, 
 
 Reach Thy dear home at last, 
 When life's short week of sorrow 
 
 And sin and strife is past ; 
 When angel-hands have gathered 
 
 The fair, ripe fruit for Thee, 
 O Father, Lord, Redeemer, 
 
 Most Holy Trinity I 
 
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 I The day of rest once more comes round, 
 A day to all believers dear ; 
 The silver trumpets seem to sound, 
 That call the tribes of Israel near ; 
 
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THE lord's day. 
 
 Ye people all, obey the call, 
 And in Jehovah's courts appear. 
 
 3 Obedient to Thy summons, Lord, 
 We to Tliy sanctuary come ; 
 Thy gracious presence hero afford. 
 And send Thy peopl joyful home ; 
 Of Thee our King, O may we sing. 
 And none with such a theme be dumb. 
 
 3 O hasten, Lord, the day when those 
 Who know Thee here shall see Tliy face ; 
 When suffering shall for ever close, 
 And they shall reach their destined place ; 
 Then shall they rest, supremely blost, 
 Eternal debtors to Thy grace. 
 
 T. KKLLY. 
 
 73 7.6. doublo. 
 
 1 The Day of Resurrection 1 
 
 Earth, tell it out abroad ; 
 The Passover of gladness, 
 
 The Passover of God I 
 From death to life eternal, 
 
 From earth untc^ the sky, 
 Our Christ hath brought us over, 
 
 With hymns of victory. 
 
 2 Our hearts be pure from evil, 
 
 That we may see aright 
 The Lord in rays eternal 
 
 Of resurrection light ; 
 And, listening to His accents, 
 
 May hear so calm and plain 
 His own " All hail," and, hearing, 
 
 May raise the victor strain. 
 
 3 Now let the heavens be joyful, 
 
 And earth her song begin. 
 Let the round world keep triumph, 
 
 And all that is therein ; 
 Invisible and visible. 
 
 Their notes let all things blend, 
 For Christ the Lord is risen, 
 . Our Joy that hath no end ! 
 
 JOHN 01* DAMASCUS, (fOtM. J. M, NEAUt. 
 
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 TFIE LORDS DAY. 
 
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 L. M. 
 
 1 TiiiNE earthly Sahhaths, Lord, we love ; 
 }5ut there's a nobler rest above ; 
 
 To that our longing souls aspire, 
 With cheerful hope and strong desire. 
 
 2 No more fatigue, no more distress, 
 
 Nor sin, nor death, shall reach the place ; 
 No groans shall mingle with the songs 
 Which dwell upon immortal tongues. 
 
 3 No rude alarms of angry foes ; 
 
 No cares, to break the long repose ; 
 No midnight shade, no clouded sun, 
 But sacred, high, eternal noon. 
 
 4 O long-expected day, begin ; 
 
 Dawn on these realms of pain and sin ; 
 With joy we'll tread th' appointed road, 
 And sleep in death, to rest with God. 
 
 I'. UOODRIDUE. 
 
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 7.6. double. 
 
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 TiiFNE holy day's returning. 
 
 Our hearts exult to see ; 
 And with devotion burning, 
 
 Ascend, O God, to Thee ! 
 n^-day with purest pleasure. 
 
 Our thoughts from earth \a ithdraw ; 
 We search for heavenly treasure, 
 
 We learn Thy holy law. 
 
 We join to sing Thy praises, 
 
 Lord of the Sabbath-day ; 
 Each voice in ghidness raises 
 
 Its loudest, sweetest lay ! 
 Thy richest mercies sharing, 
 
 inspire us with Thy love. 
 By grace our souls preparing 
 
 For nobler praise above. 
 
 KAY I'ALMER. 
 
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THE LORD S DAY. 
 
 •DRIOUK. 
 
 Y6 L. M. 
 
 1 This day, at Thy creating word, 
 
 First o'er the earth the liglit was poured : 
 O Lord, this day upon us shine, 
 And fill our souls with light divine. 
 
 2 This day the Lord, for sinners slain, 
 In might victorious rose again : 
 
 O Jesus, may we raised be 
 From death of sin to life in Thee. 
 
 3 This day the Holy Spirit came 
 With fiery tongues of cloven flame : 
 O Spirit, fill our hearts this day 
 AV'ith grace to hear, and grace to pray. 
 
 4 O day of light and life and grace ! 
 From earthly toils sweet resting-place ! 
 Thy hallowed hours, best gift of love, 
 Give we again to God above ! 
 
 5 All praise to God the Father be. 
 
 All praise. Eternal Son, to Thee, 
 
 Whom with the Spirit we adore 
 
 For ever and for evermore. 
 
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 L. M. 
 
 1 Tiiou glorious Sun of Righteousness, 
 On this day risen to set no more, 
 Shine on us now to heal, to bless. 
 With brighter beams than e'er before. 
 
 2 Shine on Thy work of grace withm. 
 On each celestial blossom there ; 
 Destroy each bitter root of sin. 
 
 And make Thy garden fresh and fair. 
 
 3 Shine on those unseen things, displayed 
 To faith's far penetrating eye; 
 
 And let their splendour cast a shade 
 a every earthly vanity. 
 
 4 Shine in the hearts of those most dear. 
 Disperse each cloud 'twixt them and Thee : 
 Their glorious heavenward prospects clear ; 
 " Light in Thy light," let them see I 
 
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 THE LORD'S DAY. 
 
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 Shine on, shine on, Eternal Sun ! 
 Pour richer floods of life and light, 
 Till that bright Sabbath be begun, 
 That glorious day which knows no night ! 
 
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 V. ELLIOTT. 
 
 Welcome, delightful morn, 
 
 Thou day of sacred rest 1 
 I bail thy kind return, 
 
 Lord, make these moments blest ; 
 From low delights and fleeting toys, 
 I soar to reach immortal joys. 
 
 Now may the King descend, 
 And fill His throne of grace ; 
 
 Thy sceptre. Lord, extend. 
 
 While saints address Thy face ; 
 
 Let sinners feel Thy quickening word, 
 
 And learn to know and fear the Lord. 
 
 Descend, celestial Dove, 
 
 With all Thy quickening powers, 
 Disclose a Saviour's love. 
 
 And bless these sacred hours : 
 Then shall my soul new life obtain. 
 Nor Sabbaths be enjoyed in vain. 
 
 H. M. 
 
 T. HAYWARO. 
 
 Welcome, sweet day of rest, 
 That saw the Lord arise ; 
 
 Welcome to this reviving breast. 
 And these rejoicing eyes ! 
 
 The King Himself comes near, 
 And feasts His saints to-day ; 
 
 Here we may sit and see Him here, 
 And love and praise and pray. 
 
 One day amidst the place 
 
 Where my dear God hath been, 
 
 Is sweeter than ten thousand days 
 Of pleasurable sin. 
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 S. M. 
 
THE LORDS DAY. 
 
 4 My willing soul would stay 
 In such a frame as this, 
 And sit and sing herself away 
 To everlasting bliss. 
 
 I. WATXd. 
 
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 C. M. 
 
 1 When the worn spirit wants repose, 
 
 And sighs her God to seek, 
 How sweet to hail the evening's close. 
 That ends the weary week ! 
 
 2 How sweet to hail the early dawn, 
 
 That opens on the sight, 
 When first that soul-reviving morn 
 Sheds forth new rays of light ! 
 
 3 Sweet day ! thine hours too soon will cease, 
 
 Yet, while they gently roll, 
 Breathe, Heavenly Spirit, source of peace, 
 A Sabbath o'er my soul. 
 
 4 When will my pilgrimage be done. 
 
 The world's long week be o'er. 
 That Sabbath dawn, which needs no sun, 
 That day, which fades no more ? 
 
 J. EbMESTUN. 
 
 C. M. 
 
 With joy we hail the sacred day 
 Which God has called His own ; 
 
 With joy the summons we obey, 
 To worship at His throne. 
 
 Thy chosen temple, Lord, how fair ! 
 
 Where willing votaries throng 
 To breathe the humble, fervent prayer, 
 
 And pour the choral song. 
 
 Spirit of grace, O deign to dwell 
 
 Within Thy Church below ; 
 Make her in holiness excel. 
 
 With pure devotion glow. 
 
 Let peace within her walls be found ; 
 
 Let all her sons unite 
 To spread, with grateful zeal, around, 
 
 Hier clear and shining light. 
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 MORNING AND EVENING. 
 
 Great God, we hail the sacred day 
 Which Thou hast called Thine own ; 
 
 With joy the summons we obey 
 To worship at Thy throne. 
 
 H. l\ LYTE. 
 
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 MORNING AND EVENING. 
 
 lOs. 
 
 Abide with me, fast falls the eventide : 
 The darkness deepens : -Lord, with me abide; 
 When other helpers fail, and comforts ttee, 
 Help of the helpless, O abide with me ! 
 
 Swift to its close ebbs out life's little day ; 
 Earth's joys grow dim, its glories pass away ; 
 Change and decay in all around I see : 
 
 Thou who changest not, abide with me ! 
 
 1 need Thy presence every passing hour, — 
 What but Thy grace can foil the tempter's power ? 
 Who like Thyself my guide and stay can be ? 
 Through cloud and sunshine, abide with me ! 
 
 I fear no foe, with Thee at hand to bless : 
 Ills have no weight, and tears no bitterness. 
 Where is death's sting ? where, grave, thy victory ? 
 I triumph still, if Thou abide with me. 
 
 Reveal Thyself before my closing eyes, 
 
 Shine through the gloom, and point me to the skies : 
 
 Heaven's morning breaks, and earth's vain shadows 
 
 flee; 
 In life and death, O Lord, abide with me ! 
 
 H. F. LYTE. 
 
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 At even, ere the sun was set, 
 The sick, Lord, around Thee lay ; 
 O ! in what divers pains they met ; 
 O I with what joy they went away ! 
 
 Once more 'tis eventide, and we 
 Oppressed with various ills draw near : 
 What if Thy form we cannot see ? 
 We know and feel that Thou art here. 
 
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MORNING AND EVENING. 
 
 3 O Saviour Christ, our woes dispel ; 
 For some are sick, and some are sad ; 
 Ami some have never loved Thee well, 
 And some have lost the love they had ; 
 
 4 And some are pressed with worldly care, 
 And some are tried with sinful doubt ; 
 And some such grievous passions tear, 
 That only Thou canst cast them out ! 
 
 5 And some have found the world is vain. 
 Yet from the world they break not free ; 
 And some have friends who give them pain, 
 Yet have not sought a friend in Thee. 
 
 6 Saviour Christ, Thou too art Man ; 
 Thou hast been troubled, tempted, tried; 
 Thy kind but searching glance can scan 
 The very wounds that shame would hide ; 
 
 7 Thy touch has still its ancient power ; 
 No word from Thee can fruitless fall ; 
 Hear, in this solemn evening hour, 
 And in Thy mercy heal us all. 
 
 H. TWELLS. 
 
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 L. M. 
 Awake, my soul, and with the sun 
 Thy daily stage of duty run ; 
 Shake off dull sloth, and joyful rise 
 To pay thy morning sacrifice. 
 
 Wake, and lift up thyself, my heart, 
 And with the angels bear thy part, 
 Who all night long unwearied sing 
 High praises to th' eternal King. 
 
 Glory to Thee, who safe hast kept. 
 And hast refreshed me while I slept : 
 Grant, Lord, when I from death shall wake, 
 I may of endless life partake. 
 
 Lord, I to Thee my vows renew ; 
 Dispel my sins as morning dew ; 
 Guard my first springs of thought and will, 
 And with Thyself my spirit filh 
 
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 MORNING AND EVENING. 
 
 5 Direct, control, suggest, this day 
 All I design, or do, or say, 
 That all my powers, with true delight, 
 In Tliy sole glory may unito. 
 
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 L. M. G lines. 
 At evening time — when day is done, 
 Life's little day is near its close, 
 And all the glare and heat are gone. 
 And gentle dews foretell repose ; 
 To crown my faith before the night, — 
 At evening time let there be light ! 
 
 At evening time — when labour's past; — 
 
 Though storms and toils have marred my day, 
 
 Mercy has tempered every blast, 
 
 And love and hope have cheered the way ; 
 
 Now let the parting hour be bright, — 
 
 At evening time let there be light ! 
 
 God doth send light at evening time. 
 And bid the fears, the doubtings flee ; 
 I trust His promises sublime ! 
 His glory now is risen on me I 
 His full salvation is in sight, — 
 At evening time, there now is light. 
 
 G. RAWSON. 
 
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 Fading, still fading, the last beam is shining, 
 Father in heaven, the day is declining ; 
 Safety and innocence fly with the light. 
 Temptation and danger walk forth with the night : 
 From the fall of the shade till the morning bells chime, 
 Shield me from danger, save me from crime ! 
 
 Rep. — Father, have mercy, Father, have mercy, 
 
 Father, have mercy thro' Jesus Christ, our Lord. 
 
 ! Father in heaven, O hear when we call ! 
 Hear, for Christ's sake, who is Saviour of all ; 
 Feeble and fainting, we trust in Thy might ; 
 In doubting and darkness, Thy love be our light ; 
 
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MORNING AND EVENING. 
 
 Let us sleep on Thy breast while the night taper burns, 
 Wake in Thine arms when morning returns. 
 Ref. — Father, have mercy, Father, have mercy, 
 
 Father, have mercy thro* Jesus Christ, our Lord. 
 Amen. 
 
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 HI'NTINUDON, 
 
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 Father, in high heaven dwelling. 
 May our evening song be telling 
 
 Of Thy mercy large and free : 
 Through the day Thy love hath fed us. 
 Through the day Thy care hath led us, 
 
 With divinest charity. 
 
 This day's sins, O pardon, Saviour ! 
 Evil thoughts, perverse behaviour. 
 
 Envy, pride, and vanity ; 
 From all evil us deliver ; 
 Save us now, and save us ever, 
 
 O Thou Lamb of Calvary 1 
 
 While the night-dews are distilling, 
 Holy Ghost, each heart be filling 
 
 From Thine own infinity ! 
 Softly let our eyes be closing. 
 Loving souls on Thee reposing, 
 
 Ever-blessM Trinity ! 
 
 G, RATVSOX. 
 
 CO. 4.0. 6.6.4. 
 
 1 Father of love and power, 
 Guard Thou our evening hour. 
 
 Shield with Thy might. 
 For all Thy care this day 
 Our grateful thanks we pay, 
 And to our Father pray, 
 
 Bless us to-night ! 
 
 2 Jesus Immanuel 1 
 
 Come in Thy love to dwell 
 
 In hearts contrite ; 
 For many sins we grieve, 
 But we Thy grace receive, 
 And in Thy word believe ; 
 
 Bless us to-night 1 
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MORNINa AND EVEOTNO. 
 
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 3 Spirit of holiness, 
 
 Gentle, transforming grace. 
 
 Indwelling light I 
 Soothe Thou each weary breast, 
 Now let Thy peace possessed 
 Calm us to perfect rest ; 
 
 Bless us to-night 1 
 
 •I. RAWSOV. 
 
 L. M. 
 
 Glory to Thee, my God, this night. 
 For all the blessings of the light : 
 Keep me, O keep me, King of kings ! 
 Beneath Thine own almighty wings. 
 
 Forgive me, Lord, for Thy dear Son, 
 The ill which I this day have done ; 
 That with the world, myself, and Thee, 
 I, ere I sleep, at peace may be. 
 
 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. 
 
 O let my soul on Thee repose. 
 And may sweet sleep mine eyelids close 1 
 Sleep, which shall me more vigorous make, 
 To serve my God when 1 awake. 
 
 T. KKN. 
 
 Lord, in the morning Thou shalt hear 
 
 My voice ascending high ; 
 To Thee will I direct my prayer, 
 
 To Thee lift up mine eye ; — 
 
 Up to the hills where Chvist is gone 
 To plead for all His saints. 
 
 Presenting at His Father's throne 
 Our songs and our complaints. 
 
 Thou art a God before whose sight 
 The wicked shall not stand ; 
 
 Sinners shall ne'er be Thy delight, 
 Nor dwell at Thy right hand. 
 48 
 
 C. M. 
 
MORNING AND EVENING. 
 
 91 
 
 But to Thy house will I resort, 
 
 To taste Thy mercies there ; 
 I will frequent Thine holy court, 
 
 And worship in Thy fear. 
 
 may Thy Spirit guide my feet 
 
 In ways of righteousness, 
 Make every path of duty straight 
 
 And plain before my face. 
 
 I. WATTS. 
 
 6.5. 
 
 1 Now the day is over, 
 
 Night is drawing nigh. 
 Shadows of the evening 
 Steal across the sky. 
 
 2 Jesus, give the weary 
 
 Calm and &weet repose ; 
 With Thy tenderest blessing 
 May our eyelids close. 
 
 3 Grant to little children 
 
 Visions bright of Thee ; 
 Guard the sailors tossing 
 On the deep blue sea. 
 
 4 Comfort every sufferer 
 
 Watching late in pain ; 
 Those who plan some evil 
 From their sin restrain. 
 
 5 Glory to the Father ! 
 
 Glory to the Son ! 
 As to Thee, blest Spirit, 
 Whilst all ages run ! 
 
 92 
 
 8. BARINa-OOULT>. 
 
 Once more, before we part, 
 O bless the Saviour's name ! 
 
 Let every tongue and every heart 
 Adore and praise ihe same. 
 
 Lord, in Thy grace we came, 
 That blessing still impart ; 
 
 We met in Jesus' sacred name, 
 In Jesus' name we part. 
 49 
 
 S. M. 
 
MORNING AND EVENING. 
 
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 ll 
 
 Still on Thy holy word 
 Help us to feed and grow, 
 
 Still to go on to know the Lord, 
 And practice what we know. 
 
 Now, Lord, before we part. 
 Help us to bless l^y name : 
 
 Let every tongue and every lieart 
 Adore and praise the same. 
 
 J. HAIIT. 
 
 93 los 
 
 1 Saviour, again to Tny dear name we raise 
 With one accord our parting hymn of praise : 
 We stand to bless Thee ere our worship cease ; 
 llien, lowly kneeling, wait Thy word of peace. 
 
 2 Grant us Thy peace upon our homeward way ; 
 With Thee began, with Thee shall end the day ; 
 Guard Thou the lips from sin, the hearts from shnmo. 
 That in this house have called upon Thy name. 
 
 3 Grant us Thy peace. Lord, through the coming niglit. 
 Turn Thou for us its darkness into light ; 
 
 From harm and danger keep Thy children free, 
 For dark and light are both alike to Thee. 
 
 4 Grant us Thy peace throughout our earthly life. 
 Our balm in sorrow, and our stay in strife ; 
 Then, when Thy voice shall bid our conflict cease. 
 Call us, Lord, to Thine eternal peace. 
 
 J. ELLERTOV. 
 
 94 7s. 
 
 1 Softly now the light of day 
 Fades upon my sight away ; 
 Free from care, from labour free. 
 Lord, 1 would commune with Thee. 
 
 2 Thou, whose all-pervading eye 
 Naught escapes without, within, 
 Pardon each infirmity, 
 
 Open fault, and secret sin. 
 
 3 Soon, for me, the light of day 
 Shall for ever pass away ; 
 Tlien, from sin and sorrow free, 
 Take me. Lord, to dwell with Thee. 
 
 SO 
 
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MORNING AND EVENING. 
 
 4 Thou who, sinless, yet hast known 
 All of man's infirmity ; 
 Then from Thine eternal throne, 
 Jesus, look with pitying eye. 
 
 a. W DOANK. 
 
 QO L. M. G lines. 
 
 1 Sweet Saviour, bless us ere we go : 
 Thy word into our minds instil : 
 
 And make our lukewarm hearts to glow 
 With lowly love and fervent will. 
 Rf:F, — Through life's long day and death's dark night, 
 O gentle Jesus 1 be our light. 
 
 2 The day is done, its hours have run, 
 And Thou hast taken count of all — 
 The scanty triumphs grace hath won, 
 The broken vow, the frequent fall. — Kep, 
 
 3 Do njore than pardon ; give us joy. 
 Sweet fear, and sober liberty. 
 And simple hearts without alloy 
 That only long to be like Thee. — Ref. 
 
 4 For all we love, the poor, the sad. 
 The sinful, unto Thee we call ; 
 
 O let Thy mercy make us glad : 
 
 Thou art our Jesus, and our all. — Ref. 
 
 F. W. FABER. 
 
 96 
 
 L. M. 
 
 1 Sun of my soul. Thou Saviour dear. 
 It is not night if Thou be near ; 
 
 O may no earth-born cloud arise 
 
 To hide Thee from Thy servant's eyes I 
 
 2 AVhen the soft dews of kindly sleep 
 My wearied eyelids gently steep. 
 
 Be my last thought, how sweet to rest 
 For ever on my Saviour's breast I 
 
 3 Abide with ma from morn till eve. 
 For without Thee I cannot live : 
 Abide with me when night is nigh, 
 For without Thee I dare not die I 
 
 4 If some poor wandering child of Thine 
 Have spumed, to-day, the voice divine ; 
 
 51 
 
MORNING AND EVENING. 
 
 Now, Lord, the gracious work begin ; 
 Let him no more lie down in sin 1 
 
 Watch by the sick ; enrich the poor 
 With blessings from Thy boundless store ; 
 Be every mourner's sleep to-night, 
 Like infant's slumbers, pure and light ! 
 
 Come near and bless us when we wake, 
 Ere through the world our way we take ; 
 Till in the ocean of Thy love 
 We lose ourselves in heaven above. 
 
 J. KXBLB. 
 
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 The day Ls gently sinking to a close, 
 Fainter and yet more faint the sunlight glows ; 
 O brightness of Thy Faiu-^r's glory. Thou 
 Eternal Light of Light, be with us now ; 
 Where Thou art present darkness cannot be. 
 Midnight is glorious noon, O Lord, with Thee. 
 
 Thou who, in darkness, walking didst appear 
 Upon the waves, and Thy disciples cheer. 
 Come, Lord, in lonesome days, when storms assail, 
 And earthly hopes and human succours fail ; 
 When all is dark, may we behold Thee nigh, 
 And hear Thy voice — " Fear not, for it is I ! " 
 Our changeful lives are ebbing to an end, 
 Onward to darkness and to death we tend ; 
 O Conqueror of the grave, be Thou our guide, 
 Be Thou oii) light in death's dark eventide; 
 Then in our mortal hour will be no gloom. 
 No sting in death, no terror in the tomb. 
 
 98 
 
 C. WORDSWORTH. 
 
 8.8.8.4. 
 
 The radiant morn hath passed away, 
 And spent too soon her golden store ; 
 The shadows of departing day 
 Creep on once more. 
 
 Our life is but a fading dawn. 
 Its glorious noon how quickly past I 
 Lead us, Christ, when all is gone, 
 Safe home at last. 
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MORNING AND EVENING. 
 
 3 O by Thy soul-inspiiiiig grace, 
 Uplift our hearts to reahii.s on high ; 
 Help us to look to that bright place 
 
 Beyond the sky ; 
 
 4 Where light and life and joy and peace 
 In undivided empire reign, 
 
 And thronging angels never cease 
 Their deathless strain ; 
 
 5 Where saints are clothed in spotless white, 
 And evening shadows never fall, 
 
 Where Thou, Eternal Light of Light, 
 Art Lord of all. 
 
 09 
 
 C TURING. 
 
 L. M. 
 
 1 Thus far the Lord has led me on ; 
 
 Thus far His power prolongs my days ; 
 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 ; 
 
 He gives me strength for days to come. 
 
 3 I lay my body down to sleep ; 
 
 Peace is the pillow for my head ; 
 While well-appointed angels keep 
 
 Their watchful stations round my bed. 
 
 4 Thus, when the night of death shall come. 
 
 My flesh shall rest beneath the ground. 
 And wait Thy voice to break my tomb, 
 With sweet salvation in the sound. 
 
 I. WATTS. 
 
 100 L. M. 6 lines. 
 
 1 When, streaming from the eastern skies, 
 The morning light salutes mine eyes, 
 
 O Sun of righteousness divine. 
 On me with beams of mercy shine I 
 O chase the clouds of guilt away. 
 And turn my darkness into day. 
 
 2 And when to heaven's all-glorious King 
 My evening sacrifice I bring, 
 
 53 
 
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 GOD — HIS ATTRIBUTES. 
 
 And, mourning o'er my guilt and shame, 
 Ask mercy in my Saviour's name ; 
 Then, Jesus, cleanse me with 'L'hy bloo<l, 
 And be my Advocate with God. 
 
 3 When each day's scenes and labours close, 
 And wearied nature seeks repose, 
 With pardoning mercy richly blest, 
 Guard me, my Saviour, while I rest ; 
 And, as each morning sun shall rise, 
 O lead me onward to the skies ! 
 
 W. HIIUUBHOLG. 
 
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 i ■* 
 
 GOD— HIS ATTRIBUTES. 
 
 101 C. M. 
 
 1 13E(Jiy, my tongue, some heavenly theme, 
 
 And speak some boundless thing ; 
 The mighty works or mightier name 
 Of our eternal King. 
 
 2 Tell of His wondrous faithfulness, 
 
 And sound His power abroad ; 
 Sing the sweet promise of His grate, 
 And the performing (}od. 
 
 3 Hin very word of grace is strong. 
 
 As that which built the skies ; 
 The voice that rolls the stars along. 
 Speaks all the promises. 
 
 4 O might I hear Thy heavenly ton^'uo 
 
 But whisper, " Thou art mine ! " 
 Those gentle words should raise my song 
 To notes almost divine. 
 
 I. WATTS. 
 
 102 L. M 
 
 1 Bless, O my soul ! the living God ; 
 
 Call home thy thoughts, that rove abroad ; 
 I^et all the powers within me join 
 In work and worship so divine. 
 
 2 Bless, O my soul I the God of grace ; 
 His favours claim thy highest praise ; 
 Let not the wonders He hath wrought 
 Be lost in silence, and forgot. 
 
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GOD — HIS A'rrRlBtlTES. 
 
 se. 
 
 'Tis lie, my soul, that sent Ilis Son 
 To die for crimes which thou hast done : 
 He owns tiio ransom, and forgives 
 The hourly follies of our lives. 
 
 Let every land His power confess ; 
 Let all the earth adore His grace : 
 My heart an«l ton^ijuc, with rapture, join 
 In work and worship so divine. 
 
 lUBHOLE. 
 
 C. M. 
 
 103 
 
 TS. 
 
 L. M 
 
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 I. WATTH. 
 
 G.6. 4.6.6.6.4. 
 Come, Thou almighty King, 
 Help us Thy name to sing, 
 
 Help us to praise : 
 Father ! all- glorious, 
 O'er all victorious, 
 Come, and reign over \is, 
 
 Ancient of ' ^ lys I 
 
 Come, Thou incarnate Word, 
 Gird on Thy mighty sword ; 
 
 Our prayer attend ; 
 Come, and Thy people bless, 
 And give Thy word success^ 
 Spirit of holiness ! 
 
 On us descend. 
 
 Come, holy Comforter ! 
 Thy sficred witness bear, 
 
 In this glad hour : 
 Thou, who almighty art. 
 Now rule in every heart. 
 And ne'er from us depart, 
 
 Spirit of power ! 
 
 To the groat One in Thi-ee, 
 The Jiighest praises be, 
 
 Hence evermore 1 
 His sovereign majesty 
 May we in glory se«; 
 And to eternity 
 
 Love and adore. 
 
 5S 
 
 0. waaur. 
 
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 GOD HIS ATTRIBUTES. 
 
 104 
 
 C. M. 
 
 Come, ye that know and fear the Lord, 
 
 And raise your souls above ; 
 Let every heart and voice accord 
 
 To sing that God is love. 
 
 This ])recious truth His word declares, 
 
 And all His mercies prove ; 
 While Christ, th' atoning Lamb, appears 
 
 To show that God is love. 
 Behold, His loving kindness waits 
 
 For those who from Him rove, 
 And calls of mercy reach their hearts, 
 
 To teach them God is love. 
 
 O may we all, while here below, 
 This best of blessings prove ; 
 
 Till warmer hearts, in brighter worlds. 
 Shall shout that God is love. 
 
 105 
 
 I 
 
 CI. BUROER. 
 
 L. RI. 
 
 1! 
 
 Father and Friend, Thy light, Thy love, 
 Beaming through all Thy works we see ; 
 Thy glory gilds the heavens above. 
 And all the earth is full of Thee. 
 
 2 Thy voice we hear — Thy presence feel. 
 Whilst Thou, too pure for mortal sight, 
 Involved in clouds — invisible, 
 Reignest the Lord of life and light. 
 
 3 We know not in what hallowed part 
 
 Of the wide heavens Thy throne may be. 
 But this we know, that where Thou art, 
 Strength, wisdom, goodness dwell with Thee. 
 
 4 Thy children shall not faint nor fear. 
 Sustained by this delightful thought ; 
 Since Thou, their God, art everywhere. 
 
 They cannot be where Thou art not. j, bowrino. 
 
 106 
 
 L. M. 
 
 Father of heave .i, whose love profound 
 A ransom for our souls hath found. 
 Before Thy throne we, sinners, bend ; 
 To us Thy pardoning love extend. 
 
 >6 
 
GOD — HIS ATTRIBUTES. 
 
 ;. M. 
 
 -s 
 
 2 Almighty Son, incarnate Word, 
 
 Our Proph(c)t, Priest, Redeemer, Lord, 
 Before Thy throne we, sinners, bend ; 
 To us Thy saving giace extend. 
 
 3 Eternal Spirit, by whoirie breath 
 
 The soul is raised from sin and death, 
 Before Thy throne we, sinners, bend ; 
 To us Thy quickening power extend. 
 
 4 Jehovah ! Father, Spirit, Son ! 
 Eternal (lodhead ! Three in One ! 
 Before Thy throne we, sinnei-s, bend ; 
 (Trace, pardon, life to us extend. 
 
 J. C'OOl'KK. 
 
 107 
 
 RDEU. 
 i. M. 
 
 ee. 
 
 «VHINO. 
 
 . M. 
 
 8.7.4. 
 Gt.ORY be to God the Father, 
 
 Glory be to (lod the Son, 
 Glory be to God the Spirit, 
 Great Jehovah, Three in One ; 
 
 Hallelujah, 
 While eternal ages run. 
 
 Glory be to Him who loved us, 
 
 Washed us from each spot and stain ; 
 
 Glory be to Him who bought us. 
 Made us kings with Him to reign ; 
 
 Hallelujah, 
 To the Lamb that once was slain. 
 
 " Glory, blessing, praise eternal ! " 
 Thus the choir of angels sings ; 
 
 " Honoi riches, power, dominion ! " 
 Thus ito praise creation brings ; 
 
 Hallelujah, 
 Glory to the King of kings ! 
 
 H. BONAR. 
 
 108 
 
 8.7. 
 
 God is love ! His mercy brightens 
 All the path in which we rove ; 
 
 Bliss He wakes, and woe He lightens : 
 God ift wisdom ! God is love ! 
 57 
 
i 
 
 GOD HIS ArrKIBUTES. 
 
 Chance and change are busy ever, 
 
 Man decays and ages move ; 
 But His mercy waneth never : 
 
 God is wisdom ! God is love ! 
 
 E'en the hour tliat darkest seemeth 
 Will His changeless goodness prove ; 
 
 From the mist His brightness streameth : 
 God is wisdom ! God is love ! 
 
 He with earthly cares entwineth 
 Hope and comfort from above ; 
 
 Everywhere His glory shineth : 
 God is wisdom ! God is love ! 
 
 109 
 
 J. BOWUINtl. 
 
 L. in. 
 
 God of the world ! Thy glories shine, 
 Through earth and het^ven, with rays divine ; 
 Thy smile gives beauty to the llower, 
 Thine anger to the tempest power. 
 
 God of our lives ! the throbbing heart 
 Doth at Thv beck its action start, — 
 Throbs on, obedient to Thy will, 
 Or ceases, at Thy fatal chill. 
 
 God of eternal life ! Thy love 
 
 Doth every stain of sin remove ; 
 
 The cross, the cross — its hallowed light 
 
 Shall drive from earth her cheerless night. 
 
 God of all goodness ! to the skies 
 Our hearts in grateful anthems vise ; 
 And to Thy service shall Ue given 
 The rest of life — the vvhole of heaven. 
 
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 Great God, how infinite art Thou ! 
 
 What worthless worms are we ! 
 Let all the race of creatures bow, 
 
 And pay their praise to Thee. 
 
 Thy throne eternal ages stood, 
 Ere seas or stars were made ; 
 
 Thou art the ever-living Grod, 
 Were all the nations dead. 
 58 
 
 8. CUTTIN(». 
 
 C. M. 
 
GOD — HIS ATTRIBUTES. 
 
 3 Eternity, with all its years, 
 
 Stands present in Thy view ; 
 To Thee there's nothing old api)ears ; 
 Gre.at God, there's nothing new. 
 
 4 Our lives through various scenes are drawn, 
 
 And vexed with trifling cares, 
 While Thine eternal thought moves on 
 Thine undisturbed affairs. 
 
 5 Great God, how infinite art Thou I 
 
 What worthless worms are we ! 
 Let all the race of creatures bow, 
 And pay their praise to Thee. 
 
 1. WATT9. 
 
 111 L. M. 
 
 1 High in the heavens, eternal God ! 
 
 Tliy goodness in full glory shines ; 
 Thy truth shall break through every cloud 
 That veils Thy just and wise designs. 
 
 2 For ever firm Thy justice stands. 
 
 As mountains their foundations keep ; 
 Wise are the wonders of Thy hands ; 
 Thy judgments are a mighty deep. 
 
 3 God, how excellent Thy grace, 
 
 Whence all our hope and comfort spring ! 
 The sons of Adam, in distress. 
 Fly to the shadow of Thy wing. 
 
 4 In the provisions of Thy house 
 
 We still shall find a sweet repast ; 
 There mercy, like a river, flows. 
 And brings salvation to our taste. 
 
 5 Life, like a fountain, rich and free. 
 
 Springs from the presence of my Lord ; 
 And in Thy light our souls shall see 
 The glories promised in Thy word. 
 
 I. WATTa. 
 
 112 11.12.12.10. 
 I Holy, holy, holy ! Lord God Almighty ! 
 
 Gratefully adoring, our song shall rise to Thee ; 
 Holy, holy, holy I merciful and mighty ; 
 God in Three Persons, blessM Trinity I 
 
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GOD HIS ATTRIBUTES. 
 
 
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 Holy, holy, holy ! all the saints adore Thee, 
 Casting downtheir golden crowns aroundthe glassy sea; 
 Cherubim and seraphim falling down before Thee, 
 Who wert, and art, and evermore shalt be. 
 
 Holy, holy, holy ! tliough the darkness hide Thee, 
 Though the eye of sinful man Thy glory may not see ; 
 Only Thou art holy, there is none beside Thee 
 Perfect in power, in love and purity. 
 
 Holy, holy, holy I Lord God Almighty ! 
 
 All Thy works shall praise Thy name, in earth and 
 
 sky and sea ; 
 Holy, holy, holy ! merciful and mighty, 
 God in Three Persons, blessed Trinity ! ,i heber. 
 
 113 C. M. 
 
 1 In all my vjist concerns with Thee, 
 
 In vain my soul would try 
 To shun Thy pi-esence. Lord, or flee 
 The notice of Thine eye. 
 
 2 Thine all-surrounding sight surveys 
 
 My rising and my rest. 
 My public walks, my private ways, 
 And secrets of my breast. 
 
 3 O wondrous knowledge, deep and high I 
 
 Where can a creature hide ! 
 Within Thy circling arms I lie, 
 Enclosed on every side. 
 
 4 So let Thy grace surround me still, 
 
 Akd like a bulwark prove. 
 To guard my soul from every ill. 
 
 Secured by sovereign love, ,, watts. 
 
 C. M. 
 
 I SING the almighty power of God, 
 That made the mountains rise. 
 
 That spread the flowing seas abroad, 
 And built the lofty skies. 
 
 I sing the wisdom that ordained 
 
 The sun to rule the day ; 
 The moon shines full at His command. 
 
 And all the stars obey. 
 6o 
 
 114 
 
GOD HIS ATTRIBUTES. 
 
 I sing the goodness of the Lord 
 That filled the earth with food ; 
 
 He formed the creatures with His word, 
 And then pronounced them good. 
 
 There's not a plant or flower below 
 But makes His glories known ; 
 
 And clouds arise, and tempests blow, 
 By order from His throne. 
 
 Creatures, as numerous as they be, 
 
 Are subject to His care ; 
 There's not a place where we can flee 
 
 But God is present there. 
 
 His hand is my perpetual guard, 
 He keeps me with His eye ; 
 
 Why should I then forget the Lord, 
 Who is for ever nigh ? 
 
 115 
 
 I 
 
 I. WATTH. 
 
 L. M. 
 
 Jehovah reigns ; His throne is high ; 
 His robes are light and majesty ; 
 His glory shines with beams so bright, 
 No mortal can sustain the sight. 
 
 His terrors keep the world in awe ; 
 His justice guards His holy law ; 
 His love reveals a smiling face ; 
 His truth and promise seal the grace. 
 
 Through all His works His wisdom shines, 
 And baffles Satan's deep designs ; 
 His power is sovereign to fulfil 
 The noblest counsels of His will. 
 
 And will this glorious Lord descend 
 To be my Father and my Friend ? 
 Then let my songs with angels' join ; 
 Heaven is secure, if God be mine. 
 
 116 
 
 I Let every voice for praise awake ; 
 Let every heart the joy partake ; 
 And with this truth sweet music mako, 
 Our God is love I 
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 t. WATTS. 
 
 8.8.8.4-. 
 
GOD HIS ATTRIBUTES. 
 
 I 
 
 I 
 
 I 
 
 i 
 
 I 
 
 Uncounted gifts, from day to day, 
 One great liope lighting all our way, 
 Through His dear Son, bid each to say, 
 Our God is love ! 
 
 How strong these words from heaven to cheer, 
 To kindle love, to banish fear, 
 And all things high and pure endear ! 
 Our God is love ! 
 
 O Father, when the night is nigh, 
 1'hat veils for ever earth and sky, 
 Me this the heart's last melod}', 
 Our God is love ! 
 
 Then, when the brief, low strain is o'er, 
 
 This truth divine shall with us soar, 
 
 And make sweet music evermore. 
 
 Our God is love ! 
 
 T. iuvrs. 
 
 117 
 
 I* M. 
 
 1 Lord of all being, throned afar, 
 Thy glory flames f i-om sun and star ; 
 Centre and soul of every sphere. 
 Yet to each loving heart how near 1 
 
 2 Sun of our life, Thy quickening ray 
 Sheds on our path the glow of day ; 
 Star of our hope. Thy softened light 
 Cheers the long Avatches of the night. 
 
 3 Our midnight is Thy smile withdrawn ; 
 Our noontide is Thy gracious dawn ; 
 Our rainbow arch. Thy mercy's sign ; 
 All, save the clouds of sin, are Thine. 
 
 4 Grant us Thy truth to make us free. 
 And kindling hearts that burn for Thee, 
 Till all Thy living altars claim 
 
 One holy light, one heavenly flame. 
 
 O. -W. HOLMKS. 
 
 118 L. M. 
 
 I Lord, Thou hast searched and seen me through, 
 Thine eye commands, with piercing view, 
 My rising and my resting hours. 
 My heart and flesh with all their powers. 
 
 62 
 
GOD — HIS ATTRIBUTES. 
 
 My thoughts, before they are my own, 
 Are to my God distinctly known ; 
 He knows the words I mean to speak, 
 Ere from my opening lips they break. 
 
 Within Thy circling power I stand ; 
 On every side I find Thy hand ; 
 Awake, asleep, at home, abroad, 
 I am surrounded still with God. 
 
 Amazing knowledge, vast and great I 
 What large extent, what lofty height I 
 My soul, with all the powers I boast. 
 Is in the boundless prospect lost. 
 
 O may these thoughts possess my breast, 
 Where'er I rove, where'er I rest I 
 Nor let my weaker passions dare 
 Consent to sin, for God is there. 
 
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 I. WATTft. 
 
 7 G. double. 
 
 My song shall be of mercy : 
 
 Come, ye who love the Lord, 
 Who know that He is gracious. 
 
 Who trust His faithful word ; 
 Tell out His works with gladness, 
 
 With me exalt His name. 
 Whose love end- res for ever. 
 
 To endless years the same. 
 
 My song shall be of judgment ; 
 
 Ye who His chastenings feel, 
 O faint not, nor be weary ! 
 
 He wounds that He may heal 
 Yea, bless the hand that smiteth. 
 
 And in your grief confess 
 That all His ways are wisdom. 
 
 And truth, and righteousness. 
 
 Of mercy and of judgment 
 To Thee, O Lord, we sing ; 
 
 Father, Son, and Spirit ! 
 O great eternal King ! 
 
 For only Thou art holy, 
 For Thou art Lord alone ; 
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OOD — HIS ATTRIBUTES. 
 
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 I 
 
 I 
 
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 And merry still and judgment 
 Are pillars of Thy throne. 
 
 II. DOWNTOV. 
 
 J I. M. 
 
 FOFi a shout of joy, 
 
 Wortliy the thonio wc sing ; 
 To <his divine employ 
 
 Our hearts an<l voices hring ; 
 Sound, sound thro' all the earth ahroad, 
 The love, the eternal love of (rod. 
 
 Unnumhered myriads stand, 
 
 Of seraphs bright and fair, 
 Or bow at Thy right hand- 
 
 And pay their homngo there; 
 liut strive in vain with loudest chord, 
 To sound Thy wondrous love, O Lord. 
 
 Yet sinnera saved by grace, 
 
 In songs of lower key. 
 In every age and place. 
 
 Have sung the mystery, — 
 Have told in ' rains of sweet accord. 
 Thy love, Th} overeign love, O Lord. 
 
 Though earth and hell assail. 
 
 And doubts and fears arise, 
 1'he weakest shall prevail. 
 
 And grasp the heavenly prize, 
 And through an endless age record 
 Thy love, Tiiy changeless love, Lord. 
 
 J. TOUNO, 
 
 r^on, the Rock of Ages, 
 
 Who evermore hast been, 
 Wliat time the tempest rages, 
 
 Our dwelling-place serene : 
 Before Tliy first creations, 
 
 O Lord, tlie same as now, 
 To endless generations 
 
 The everlasting Thou ! 
 
 2 Our years are like the shadows 
 On sunny hills that lie, 
 64 
 
 7.6. double. 
 
GOD HIS ATTRIBUTES. 
 
 
 Or grasses in the meaclown 
 
 That hloKHom but to die : 
 A sleep, a dream, a story 
 
 Ity strangers quickly told, 
 An unremaining glory 
 
 Of things that soon are old. 
 
 O Thou, who canst not tdumber, 
 
 Whose light grows never pale, 
 Teach IS aright to number 
 
 Our years before they fail. 
 On us Thy mercy lighten, 
 
 On us Thy goodness rest, 
 And let Thy Spirit brighten 
 
 The hearts Thyself Last blessed. 
 
 B. U. UICKKKdTETH. 
 
 122 
 
 uble. 
 
 O LOVE of God, how strong and true I 
 Eternal and yet ever new ; 
 Uncomprehended and unbought, 
 Beyond all knowledge and all thought 
 
 2 O heavenly love, how precious still, 
 In days of weariness and ill ! 
 
 In ifights of pain and helplessness, 
 To heal, to comfort, and to bless. 
 
 3 O wide embracing, wondrous love I 
 We read thee in the sky above ; 
 We read thee in the earth below, 
 
 In seas that swell and streams that flow. 
 
 4 We read thee best in Uim who came 
 To bear for us the cross of shame ; 
 Sent by the Father from on high. 
 Our life to live, our death to die. 
 
 5 O love « )f God I our shield and stay, 
 Tlirough all the perils of our way ; 
 Eternal love, in thee we i*est. 
 
 For ever safe, for ever blessed 1 
 
 L. M. 
 
 65 
 
 B. BOMAR. 
 
OOD — HIS ATTRIBUTES. 
 
 123 
 
 C. M. 
 
 
 1 Ouii God, our help in ages post, 
 
 Our hope for years to come. 
 Our Hhelter from tlie stormy blast. 
 And our eternal home : 
 
 2 Under the Hhadow of Thy throne 
 
 Thy saints have dwelt secure; 
 Sufficient is Thine arm alone, 
 And our defence is sure. 
 
 3 Uefore the hills in order stood, 
 
 Or earth received her frame, 
 From everlasting Thou art God, 
 To endless years the same. 
 
 4 A thousjind ages in Thy sight, 
 
 Are like an evening gone ; 
 Hhort as the watch that ends the night 
 Before the rising sun. 
 
 5 Time, like an evei*-rolling stream, 
 
 Bears all its sons away ; 
 They fly, forgotten, as a dream 
 Dies at the opening day. 
 
 6 Our God, our help in ages past, 
 
 Our hope for years to come, 
 Be Thou our guard, while troubles last. 
 And our eternal home. 
 
 I. WATTS. 
 
 124 8.7. (Iambic.) 
 
 1 The King of love my Shepherd is, 
 
 Whose goodness faileth never ; 
 I nothing lack if I am His, 
 And He is mine, for ever. 
 
 2 Where streams of living waters flow 
 
 My ransomed soul He leadetb. 
 And, where the verdant pastures grow, 
 With food celestial feedeth. 
 
 3 In death's dark vale I fear no ill 
 
 With Thee, dear Lord, beside me ; 
 Thy rod and staff my comfort still. 
 Thy cross before to guide ma 
 
OOD HIS ATTRinUTES. 
 
 And po through all the length of days 
 Thy goo<lneH8 faileth never ; 
 
 Good Shepherd, may I sing Thy praiKe 
 Within Tliy house for ever I 
 
 125 
 
 II 
 
 126 
 
 The Lord Jehovah reigns ; 
 
 His thmne is huilt on high ; 
 
 The garments He assumes 
 
 Are light and majesty ; 
 His glories shine with beams so bright, 
 No mortal eye can bear the sight. 
 
 2 The thunders of His hand 
 Keep the wide world in awe j 
 His wrath and justice stand 
 To guard His holy law ; 
 
 And where His love resolves to bless, 
 His truth confirms and seals the grace. 
 
 3 And can this mighty King 
 Of glory condescend, 
 
 And will He write His name, 
 
 My Father and my Friend ? 
 I love His name, I love His word ; 
 Join all my powers, and pmise the Lord. 
 
 W. BAKER. 
 
 II. M. 
 
 I. WATW. 
 
 8.7. 
 
 There's a wideness in God's mercy, 
 
 Like the wideness of the sea ; ' 
 There's a kindness in His justice, 
 
 Which is more than liberty. 
 There is welcome for the sinner, 
 
 And more graces for the good ; 
 There is mercy with the Saviour ; 
 
 There is healing in His blood. 
 For the love of God is broader 
 
 Than the measure of man's mind ; 
 And the heart of the Eternal 
 
 Is most wonderfully kind. 
 If our love were but more simple, 
 
 We should take Him at His word ; 
 And our lives would be all sunshine 
 
 In the sweetness of our Lord. 
 67 
 
 r. w. rABxx. 
 
GOD — HIS ATTRIBUTES. 
 
 127 
 
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 r I 
 
 128 
 
 G.C.4.6.6.6.4. 
 Tiiou, whose almighty wo!*d 
 ChiioH and darkncNS heard, 
 
 And took their flight, 
 Hear ns, we humbly pniy, 
 And where the gospel-day 
 8he<ls not its glorious ray, 
 
 Ix>t there l)e light I 
 
 Thou, who didst come to bring, 
 On Thy n»deeming wing, 
 
 Healing and sight; 
 Health to the sick in mind. 
 Sight to the inly blind, 
 O now to all mankind 
 
 Let there be light 1 
 
 lUessed and Holy Thi-oo, 
 Glorious Trinity, 
 
 Wisdom, Ix)VO, Might f 
 Hound lesp ns ocean's tide, 
 Rolling in fullest pride, 
 Thi-ough the world, far and wide. 
 
 Let thbio be light 1 
 
 J. MAnnioTT. 
 
 Thy gooilnbss, Lord, our souls confess, 
 
 Thy gootlness we adoi-e ; 
 A spring whose l)lessings never fail, 
 
 A sea without a shore. 
 
 Sun, moon, and stai*s Thy love attest 
 
 In every golden ray : 
 Love draws the curtains of the night. 
 
 And love returns the day. 
 
 Thy bounty every season crowns, 
 
 With all the bliss it yields ; 
 With joyful clusters loads the vines, 
 
 With strengthening grain the fields. 
 But chiefly Thy compassion, Lord, 
 
 Is in the gospel seen ; 
 There, like a sun. Thy mercy shines, 
 
 Without a cloud between. 
 68 
 
 C. M. 
 
.6.4. 
 
 129 
 
 M. 
 
 130 
 
 5 Panlon, accepianc«, peace, and joy, 
 Tliroiigh Jphuh' nain«'» jire given ; 
 Ho on tho croHH was lifted high, 
 That wo might roign in hoaven. 
 
 II. M. 
 
 1 We givo iinnioHfil praise 
 
 For (iod tho Fathor's lovo, 
 For III! our conifc; ts here, 
 
 And Ijottor hopes alnive : 
 Ho sent His own eternal Hon 
 To die for sins that wo had <]one. 
 
 2 To tiod tlio Son belongs 
 
 Tu) mortal glory too, 
 Who l>onghi US with His blood 
 
 From overheating woe : 
 Avi\ now He lives, and now He reignR, 
 And se(>s the fruit of all His pains. 
 
 3 To ({od tho Spirit's name 
 
 Immortal worship givo, 
 Whoso now-creating power 
 
 Makes tho dead sinner live : 
 His work completes tho great design, 
 And fills the soul with joy divine. 
 
 4 Almighty God ! to lliee 
 
 Bo endless honours done, 
 Tho undivided Three, 
 
 I'lie great and glorious One : 
 Whore ^-eason fails, with all her powers. 
 There faith prevails, and lovo adores. 
 
 I. WATTB. 
 
 U M. 
 
 1 With all my powers of heart and tongue 
 I'll pmlse my Maker in my song : 
 Angels shall hear the notes I raise, 
 Approve the song, and join the praise. 
 
 2 I'll sing Thy truth and mercy, Lord ; 
 I'll sing the wonders of Thy word ; 
 Not all the works and names below, 
 So much Thy power and glory show. 
 
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 GOD — HIS PROVIDENCE AND GRACE. 
 
 3 To Gocl I cried when troubles rose ; 
 He heard me, and subdued my foes ; 
 He did my rising fears control, 
 
 And strength diffused through all my soul. 
 
 4 Amidst a thousand snares I stand, 
 Upheld and guarded by Thy hand ; 
 Thy words my fainting soul revive, 
 And keep my dying faith alive. 
 
 5 Grace will complete what grace begins, 
 To save from sorrows and from sins ; 
 The work that wisdom undertakes, 
 Eternal mercy ne'er forsakes. 
 
 I. WATTS. 
 
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 GOD— HIS PROVIDENCE AND GRACE. 
 
 131 C. M. 
 
 1 Amazing grace ! how sweet the sound 
 
 That saved a wretch like me ! 
 I once was lost, but now am found — 
 Was blind, but now I see. 
 
 2 'Twas grace that taught my heart to fear, 
 
 And grace my fears relieved ; 
 How precious did that grace appear, 
 The hour I first believed ! 
 
 3 Through many dangers, toils, and snares, 
 
 I have already come ; 
 Tis grace hath brought me safe thus far. 
 And grace will lead me home. 
 
 4 Yea — when this flesh and heart shall fail. 
 
 And mortal life shall cease, 
 I shall possess, within the vail, 
 A life of joy and peace. 
 
 5 The earth shall soon dissolve like snow. 
 
 The sun forbear to shine ; 
 But God, who called me here below, 
 Will be for ever mine. 
 
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 J. KBWTON. 
 
OOD — HTS PROVIDENCE AND GRACE. 
 
 132 
 
 L. M. 
 
 ul. 
 
 :e. 
 
 M. 
 
 1 God is the refuge of His saints, 
 
 When storms of sharp distress invade ; 
 Ere we can offer our complaints, 
 Behold Him present with His aid. 
 
 2 Loud may the troubled ocean roar — 
 
 In sacred peace our souls abide ; 
 While every nation, every shore, 
 
 Trembles, and dreads the swelling tide. 
 
 3 There is a stream, whose gentle flow 
 
 Supplies the city of our God ; 
 Life, love, and joy, still gliding through, 
 And watering our divine abode. 
 
 4 That sacred stream, Tliy holy Word, 
 
 Our grief allays, our fear controls ; 
 Sweet peace Thy promises afford, 
 
 And give new strength to fainting souls, 
 
 5 Zion enjoys her Monarch's love, 
 
 Secure against a threatening hour ; 
 Nor can her firm foundation move. 
 
 Built on His truth, and armed with power. 
 
 I. WATTS. 
 
 138 
 
 God moves in a mysterious way. 
 
 His wonders to perform : 
 He plants His footsteps in the sea, 
 
 And rides upon the storm. 
 
 Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take. 
 The clouds ye so much dread 
 
 Are big with mercy, and shall break 
 In blessings on your head. 
 
 Judge not the Lord by feeble sense, 
 But trust Him for His grace, 
 
 liehind a frowning providence 
 He hides a smiling face. 
 
 His purposes will ripen fast. 
 
 Unfolding every hour ; 
 The bud may have a bitter taste, 
 
 But sweet will be the flower. 
 71 
 
 C. M. 
 
1 
 
 OOD — HIS PROVIDENCE AND GRACE. 
 
 I 
 
 5 Blind unbelief is sure to err, 
 
 ! 
 
 And scan His work in vain ; 
 
 1 
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 God is His own interpreter, 
 
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 And He will make it plain. 
 
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 W. COWPKR. 
 
 134 
 
 C. M. 
 
 I 
 
 God, my supporter and my hope, 
 
 
 My help for ever near, 
 
 
 Thine arm of mercy held me up. 
 
 
 When sinking in despair. 
 
 2 
 
 Thy counsels, Lord, shall guide my feet 
 
 
 Through this dark wilderness ; 
 
 
 Thine hand conduct me near Thy seat, 
 
 
 To dwell before Thy face. 
 
 3 
 
 Were I in heaven, without my God, 
 
 
 'Twould be no joy to me ; 
 
 
 And while the earth is my abode, 
 
 
 J long for none but Thee. 
 
 4 
 
 What if the springs of life were broke, 
 
 
 And flesh and heart should faint, 
 
 
 Thou art my soul's eteraal rock, 
 
 
 The strength of every saint. 
 
 
 I. WATT8. 
 
 135 
 
 S. M. 
 
 I 
 
 Grace I 'tis u charming sound, 
 
 
 Harmonious to my ear ; 
 
 
 Heaven with the echo shall resound, 
 
 
 And all the earth shall hear. 
 
 2 
 
 Grace fiist contrived a way 
 
 
 To save rebellious man ; 
 
 
 And all the steps that grace display 
 
 
 Which drew the wondrous plan. 
 
 3 
 
 Grace taught my wandering feet 
 
 To tread the heavenly road ; 
 
 And new supplies I hourly meet, 
 
 While pressing home to God. 
 
 Grace all the work shall crown. 
 Through everlasting days ; 
 
 It lays in heaven the topmost stone. 
 And well deserves the praise. 
 
 p. DODDRIDOE. 
 
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 k.W> 
 
GOD — HIS PROVIDENCE AND GRACE. 
 
 136 
 
 ■RR. 
 
 C. M. 
 
 137 
 
 5. M. 
 
 C. M. 
 
 1 Keep silence, all created things, 
 
 And wait your Maker's nod ; 
 My soul stands trembling while she sings 
 The honourc of her God. 
 
 2 Life, death, and hell, and iTOrlds unknown, 
 
 Hang on His firm decref^ ; 
 He sits on no precarious throne. 
 Nor borrows leave to be. 
 
 3 His providence unfolds a book, 
 
 In which His counsels shine ; 
 Each opening leaf, and every stroke, 
 Fulfils some deep design. 
 
 4 In Thy fair book of life and grace, 
 
 O may I find my name. 
 Recorded in some humble place, 
 Beneath my Lord, the Lamb. 
 
 PUB. 
 
 I. WATT8, 
 
 L. M. 6 lines, 
 Leave God to order all thy ways. 
 And hope in Him, whate'er betide ; 
 Thou'lt find Him in the evil days 
 Thy all-sufficient strength and guide ; 
 Who trusts in God's unchanging love. 
 Builds on the rock that naught can move. 
 
 What can these anxious cares avail. 
 These never-ceasing moans and sighs ? 
 What can it help ua to bewail 
 Each painful moment as it flies ? 
 Our cross and trials do but press 
 The heavier for our bitterness. 
 
 Only thy restless heart keep still. 
 And wait in cheerful hope ; content 
 To take whate'er His gracious will, 
 His all- discerning love hath sent : 
 Nor doubt our inmost wants are known 
 To Him who chose us for His own. 
 
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GOD— HIS PROVIDENCE AND GRACE. 
 
 He knows when joyful hours are best, 
 He sends them as He sees it meet ; 
 When thou hast borne th<' iery t«st, 
 And now aH freed from all 1e<;eit, 
 He comes to thee all unaware, 
 And makes thee own His loving care. 
 
 NEUMARCK. tram. v. WINKWORTH. 
 
 C. M. 
 
 138 
 
 
 139 
 
 My Shepherd will supply my need, 
 
 Jehovah is His name : 
 In pastures fresh He makes me feed 
 
 Beside the living stream. 
 He brings my wandering spirit back 
 
 When I forsake His ways. 
 And leads me, for His mercy's sake, 
 
 In paths of truth and grace. 
 When I walk through the shades of death, 
 
 Thy presence is my stay ; 
 A word of Thy supporting breath 
 
 Drives all my fears away. 
 Thy hand, in sight of all my foes, 
 
 Doth still mv »,able spread ; 
 My cup with blessings overflows ; 
 
 Thine oil anoints my head. 
 The sure provisions of my God 
 
 Attend me all my days ; 
 O may Thy house be mine abode. 
 
 And all my work be praise ! 
 There would I find a settled rest, 
 
 While others go and come ; 
 No more a stranger, or a guest, 
 
 But like a child at home. 
 
 T. WATTS, 
 
 S. M. 
 
 My soul, lepeat His praise. 
 
 Whose mercies are so great ; 
 Whose anger is so slow to rise, 
 
 So ready to abate. 
 God will not always chide ; 
 
 And when His strokes are felt. 
 His strokas are fewer than our crimes, 
 
 And lighter than our guilt 
 74 
 
GOD HIS PROVIDENCE AND GRACE. 
 
 Tlio pity of the Lord, 
 
 To those that fear His name, 
 Is such as tender parents feel : 
 
 He knows our feeble frame. 
 
 Our days are as the grass, 
 Or like the morning flower ; 
 
 If one sharp blast sweep o'er the Held, 
 It withers in an hour. 
 
 But Thy compassions, Lord, 
 
 To endless yeai's endure ; 
 And children's children ever find 
 
 Thy words of promise sure. 
 
 140 
 
 I. WATTH. 
 
 141 
 
 L. M. 
 
 Now to the Lord a noble song ! 
 Awake, my soul ! awake, my tongue ! 
 Hosanna to the eternal name, 
 And all His boundless love proclaim. 
 
 See where it shines in Jesus' face, — 
 The brightest image of His grace ! 
 God, in the person of His Son, 
 Hath all His mightiest works outdone. 
 
 Grace ! — 'tis a sweet, a charming theme : 
 My thoughts rejoice at Jesus' name : 
 Ye angels ! dwell upor; the sound : 
 Ye heavens I reflect it to the ground. 
 
 O may I reach that happy place, 
 Where He unvails His lovely face, 
 Where all His beauties you behold. 
 And sing His name to harps of gold. 
 
 I. WATTH. 
 
 S. M. 
 
 1 Raise your triumphant songs 
 
 To an immortal tune, 
 Let the wide earth resound the deeds 
 Celestial grace has done. 
 
 2 Sing how eternal love 
 
 Its chief beloy^ chose, 
 And bid Him raise our wretched race 
 From their abyss of woea 
 
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 GOD — HIS PROVIDENCE AND GRACE. 
 
 'Twas mercy filled the throne, 
 
 And wrath stood silent by, 
 When Christ was sent with pardons down 
 
 To rebels doomed to die. 
 
 Now, sinners, dry your tears. 
 
 Let hopeless sorrow cease : 
 Bow to the sceptre of His love, 
 
 And take the offered peace. 
 
 Lord, we obey Thy call ; 
 
 We lay a humble claim 
 To the salvation Thou hast brought, 
 
 And love and pmise Thy name. 
 
 I. WATTS. 
 
 C. M. 
 Sweet ia the memory of Thy grace. 
 
 My God, my heavenly King ; 
 Ijet age to age Thy righteousness 
 
 In sounds of glory sing. 
 
 God reigns on high ; but ne'er confines 
 
 His goodness to the skies : 
 Through the whole earth His bounty shines 
 
 And every want supplies. 
 
 With longing oyes Thy creatures wait 
 
 On Thee for daily food ; 
 Thy liberal hand provides their meat, 
 
 And fills their mouth with good. 
 
 How kind ai-e Thy compassions, Lord ! 
 
 How slow Thine anger moves 1 
 But soon He sends His pardoning word 
 
 To cheer the souls He loves. 
 
 143 
 
 I. WATTH. 
 
 The Lord my Shepherd is, 
 I shall be well supplied : 
 
 Since He is mine and I am His, 
 What can I want beside ? 
 
 He leads me to the place 
 
 Where heavenly pasture grows, 
 Where living waters gently pass, 
 
 And full salvation flows. 
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 S. M. 
 
GOD HIS PROVIDENCE AND GRACE. 
 
 If e'er I go astray, 
 
 He doth my soul reclaim, 
 And guides me in His own right way, 
 
 For His most holy name. 
 
 While He affords His aid, 
 
 I cannot -^ield to fear ; 
 Though 1 sitould walk through death's dark shade. 
 
 My Shepherd's with me there. 
 
 In sight of all my foes 
 
 Thou dost my table spread, 
 My cup with blessingH overflows, 
 
 And joy exalts my head. 
 
 The bounties of Thy love 
 
 Shall crown my following davH ; 
 Nor from Thy house will 1 u>n)ov^ 
 
 Nor cense to spcjiW 'V\\y priUHCi 
 
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 I. wAm 
 
 L. M. (5 line*. 
 The Loi*d «\v pasture hIiuU prepare, 
 And feed me with a shephonrs care; 
 His presence shall my wants supply, 
 And guard me with a watchful eye ; 
 My noonday walks He shall attend. 
 And all my midnight hours defend. 
 
 When in the sultry glebe I faint. 
 Or on the thirsty mountain pant. 
 To fertile vales and dewy meads 
 My weary, wandering steps He leads. 
 Where peaceful rivei-s, soft and slow, 
 Amid the verdant landscape flow. 
 
 Though in a bare and rugged way, 
 Through devious, lonely wilds I stray. 
 Thy presence shall my paius beguile ; 
 The barren wilderness shall smile 
 With sudden green and herbage crowned ; 
 And streams shall murmur all around. 
 
 Though in the paths of death I ti-ead, 
 With gloomy horrors overspread. 
 My steadfast heart shall fear no ill, 
 For Thou, Lord, art with me still ; 
 
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 GOD ttIS PkOVlDfiNCB AND OUACE. 
 
 Thy friendly hand shall ^ve me nid, 
 And guide me through the dreadful shade. 
 
 J. AUUlHON. 
 
 C. M. 
 
 1 
 
 1 Throuqii all the changing scenes of life, 
 
 In trouble and in joy, 
 The praises of my God shall still 
 My heart and tongue employ. 
 
 2 The hosts of God encamp around 
 
 The dwellings of the just ; 
 Deliverance He affords to all 
 Who make His name their trust. 
 
 3 O make but trial of His love, 
 
 Kxpenence will decide 
 How blest are they, and only they, 
 Who in His truth confide. 
 
 4 Fear Him, ye saints, and you will then 
 
 Have nothing else to fear ; 
 Make you His service your delight. 
 He'll make your wants His care. 
 
 TATK AND BRADY. 
 
 146 L. M. 
 
 1 We thank Thee, T^ord, for this fair eurtli| 
 The glittering sky, the silver sea ; 
 
 For all their beauty, all their worth. 
 Their light and glory, come from Thee. 
 
 2 Thine are the flowers that clothe the ground, 
 The trees that wave their arms above, 
 
 The hills that gird our dwellings round. 
 As Thou dost gird Thine own with love. 
 
 3 Yet teach us still how far moi-e fair, 
 More glorious. Father, in Thy sight, 
 Is one pui-e deed, one holy prayer, 
 
 One heart that owns Thy Spirit's might. 
 
 4 So while we gaze with thoughtful eye 
 On all the gifts Thy love has given, 
 Help us in Thee to live and die. 
 
 By Thee to rise from earth to heaven. 
 
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 ude. 
 
 >UlMON. 
 
 (:. M. 
 
 lADY. 
 . M. 
 
 When all Thy mercies, O iiiy God, 
 
 My rising soul surveys, 
 Trans[)oi'tetl with the view, I'm lost 
 
 In wonder, love, and praise. 
 
 2 Unnuml)ered ci)infoi*t8 on my soul 
 
 Thy tender care bestowed, 
 Before my infant heart conceived 
 Froiii whom those comforts flowed. 
 
 3 When in the slippery paths of youth 
 
 With heedless steps I ran, 
 Thine arm, unseen, conveyed me safe, 
 And led me up to man. 
 
 4 Ten thousand thousjind precious gifts 
 
 My daily thanks employ ; 
 Nor is the least a cheerful heart, 
 That tastes those gifts with joy. 
 
 5 Through all eternity to Thee 
 
 A joyful song I'll raise : 
 
 For O ! eternity's too short 
 
 To utter all Thy praise I 
 
 C. M. 
 
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 ADVENT AND BIRTH. 
 
 148 8.7.4. 
 
 1 Angels, from the realms of glory. 
 
 Wing your flight o'er all the earth ; 
 Ye, who sang creation's story, 
 
 Now proclaim Messiah's birth : 
 Come and worship — 
 
 Worship Christ, the new-bom King. 
 
 2 Shepherds in the field abiding, 
 
 Watching o'er your flocks by night, 
 God with man is now residing ; 
 
 Yonder shines the heavenly light : 
 Come and worship — 
 
 Worship Christ, tho new-bom King. 
 
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 Saints, before the altar bending, 
 Watching long in hope and fear, 
 
 Suddenly the Lord, descending, 
 In His temple shall appear : 
 
 Come and worship — 
 
 Worship Christ, the new-born King. 
 
 Sinners, bowed in true repentance, 
 Doomed for guilt to endless pains, 
 
 Justice now revokes the sentence ; 
 Mercy calls you ; break your chains : 
 
 Come and worship — 
 Worship Christ, the new-born King. 
 
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 As with gladness men of old 
 Did the guiding star behold ; 
 As with joy they hailed its light. 
 Leading onward, beaming bright ; 
 So, most gracious Lord, may we 
 Evermore be led to Thee. 
 
 As with joyful steps they sped, 
 Saviour, to Thy manger bed. 
 There to bend the knee before 
 Thee whom heaven and earth adore ; 
 So may we with willing feet 
 Ever seek the merc^^-seat. 
 
 As they offered gifts most rare 
 At Thy cradle rude and bare. 
 So may we with holy joy, 
 Pure and free from sin's alloy. 
 All our costliest treasures bring, 
 Christ, to Thee our heavenly King. 
 
 Holy Jesus, every day 
 Keep us in the narrow way ; 
 And, when earthly things are past, 
 Bring our ransomed souls at last 
 WTiere they need no star to guide, 
 Where no clouds Thy glory hide. 
 
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HIS ADVENT AND BIRTH, 
 
 150 11.10.11.10. 
 
 1 Brightest and best of the sons of the morning, 
 Dawn on our darkness, and lend us thine aid ; 
 Star of the East, the horizon adorning, 
 Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid 1 
 
 2 Cold on His cradle the dew-drops are shining ; 
 Low lies His head with the beasts of the stall ; 
 Angels adore Him, in slumber reclining, 
 Maker, and Monarch, and Saviour of all. 
 
 3 Say, shall we yield Him, in costly devotion, 
 Odours of Edom, and offerings divine ? 
 
 Gems of the mountain, and pearls of the ocean, 
 Myrrh from the forest, and gold from the mine ? 
 
 4 Vainly we offer each ample oblation ; 
 Vainly with gold would His favour secure ; 
 Richer by far is the heart's adoration ; 
 Dearer to God are the prayers of the poor. 
 
 151 
 
 R. HEBER. 
 
 Calm on the listening ear of night 
 Come heaven's melodious strains, 
 
 "Where wild Judea stretches far 
 Her silver-mantled plains. 
 
 Celestial choirs, from courts above, 
 
 Shed sacred glories there, 
 And angels, with their sparkling lyres, 
 
 Make music on the air. 
 
 The joyous hills of Palestine 
 
 Send back the glad repl3% 
 And greet, from all their holy heights, 
 
 The dayspring from on high. 
 
 O'er the blu 5 depths of Galilee 
 
 There comes a holier calm, 
 And Sharon waves, in solemn praise, 
 
 Her silent groves of palm. 
 
 " Glory to God ! " the sounding skies 
 
 Aloud with anthems ring; 
 " Peace to the earth, good- will to men. 
 
 C. M. 
 
 From heaven's eternal Kini? ! " 
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 152 
 
 CojiE, Thou long expected Jesus, 
 Born to set Thy people free ; 
 
 From our fears and sins release us, 
 Let us find our rest in Thee. 
 
 Israel's strength and consolation, 
 Hope of all the saints Thou art : 
 
 Dear desire of every nation, 
 Joy of every longing heart. 
 
 Born, Thy people to deliver ; 
 
 Born a child, and yet a King ! 
 Born to reign in us for ever. 
 
 Now Thy gracious kingdom bring. 
 
 By Thine own eternal Spirit, 
 Rule in all our hearts alone ; 
 
 By Thine all-sufficient merit. 
 Raise us to Thy glorious throne. 
 
 8.7. 
 
 C. WESLEY. 
 
 153 ^ 11.10.11.10.9.10. 
 
 1 Hark ! hark, my soul ; angelic songs are swelling 
 
 O'er earth's green fields and ocean's wave-beat shore : 
 How sweet the truth those blessed strains are telling 
 Of that new life when sin shall be no more. 
 
 Cho. — Angels of Jesus, angels of light. 
 
 Singing to welcome the pilgrims of the night. 
 
 2 Onward we go, for still we hear them singing, 
 
 " Come, weary souls, for Jesus bids yi>u come : '^ 
 And, through the dark its echoes sweetly ringing, 
 The music of the gospel leads us home. — Chorus. 
 
 3 Far, far away, like bells at evening pealing, 
 
 The voice of Jesus sounds o'er land and sea, 
 And laden souls by thousands meekly stealing. 
 Kind Shepherd, turn their weary steps to Thee. — 
 Chorus. 
 
 4 Angels, sing on ! your faithful watches keeping ; 
 
 Sing us sweet fragments of the songs above, 
 Till morning's joy shall end the night of weeping, 
 And life's long shadows break in cloudless love. — 
 Chorus. 
 
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 HIS ADVENT AND BIRTH. 
 
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 C. M. 
 
 Hark, the glad sound, the Saviour comes, 
 
 The Saviour promised long ! 
 Let every heart prepare a throne. 
 
 And every voice a song 
 
 He comes the prisoners to release, 
 
 In Satan's bondage held ; 
 The gates of brass before Him burst, 
 
 The iron fetters yield. 
 
 He comes the broken heart to bind, 
 
 The bleeding soul to cure, 
 And with the treasures of His grace 
 
 T' enric^ the humble poor. 
 
 Our glad hosannas, Prince of peace, 
 
 Thy welcome shall proclaim ; 
 And heaven's eternal arches ring 
 
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 1 Hark ! the herald angels sing, 
 " Glory to the new-born King ; 
 Peace on earth and mercy mildj, 
 God and sinners reconciled." 
 
 2 Joyful, all ye nations, rise. 
 Join the triumph of the skies ; 
 Universal nature say, 
 
 " Christ the Lord is born to-day ! " 
 
 3 Hail, the heaven-bom Prince of peace .' 
 Hail, the Sun of righteousness : 
 
 Life and light to all He brings. 
 Risen with healing in His wings. 
 
 4 Mild He lays His glory by ; 
 Born, that man no more may die ; 
 Bom, to raise the sons of earth ; 
 Bom, to give them second birth. 
 
 5 Glory to the new-born King ! 
 Let us all the anthem sing — 
 
 " Peace on earth and mercy mild, 
 God and sinners reconciled." 
 
 O. WE8LRT. 
 
 83 
 
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 156 7s. double. 
 
 1 He has come ! the Christ of God 
 Left for us His glad abode ; 
 Stooping from His throne of bliss 
 To this darksome wilderness. 
 
 He has come ! the Prince of peace ; 
 Come to bid our sorrows cease ; 
 Come to scatter with His light 
 All the shadows of our night. 
 
 2 He, the mighty King, has come ! 
 Making this poor earth His home ; 
 Come to bear our sin's sad load ; 
 Son of David, Son of God ! 
 
 He has com'>, whose name of grace 
 Speaks deliverance to our race ; 
 Left for us His glad abode ; 
 Son of Mary, Son of God ! 
 
 3 Unto us a child is bom ! 
 Ne'er has earth beheld a morn, 
 Among all the moms of time, 
 Half so glorious in its prime. 
 Unto us a Son is given ! 
 
 He has come from Grod's own heaven. 
 Bringing with Him from above 
 Holy peace and holy love. 
 
 H. BONAK. 
 
 15T C. M. double 
 
 1 It came upon the midnight clear, 
 
 That glorious song of old. 
 From angels bending near the earth. 
 
 To touch their harps of gold — 
 " Peace to the earth, good-will to men, 
 
 From heaven's all-gracious King ! '' 
 The world in solemn stillness lay 
 
 To hear the angels sing. 
 
 2 Yet, with the woes of sin and strife, 
 
 The world has suffered long ; 
 Beneath the angels' strain have rolled 
 Two thousand years of wrong ; 
 84 
 
HIS ADVENT AND BIRTH. 
 
 And man, at war with man, hears not 
 The love-song which they bring : 
 
 hush the noise, ye men of strife, 
 And hear the angels sing ! 
 
 Still through the cloven skies they come, 
 
 With peaceful wings unfurled. 
 And still their heavenly music floats 
 
 O'er all the weary world ; 
 Above its sad and lowly plains 
 
 They oend on heavenly wing, 
 And ever o'er its Babel sounds 
 
 The bless6d angels sing. 
 
 I 
 
 
 158 
 
 E* Ii« SEARS* 
 
 C. M. 
 
 1 Joy to the world I the Lord is come I 
 
 Let earth receive her King ; 
 Let every heart prepare Him room, 
 And heaven and nature sing. 
 
 2 Joy to the earth I the Saviour reigns ! 
 
 Let men their songs employ ; 
 While fields, and floods, rocks, hills, and plains, 
 Repeat the sounding joy. 
 
 3 No more let sins and sorrows grow. 
 
 Nor thorns infest the ground ; 
 He comes to make His blessings flow 
 Far as the curse is found. 
 
 4 He rules the world with truth and grace. 
 
 And makes the nations prove 
 The glories of His righteousness. 
 And wonders of His love. 
 
 I, WATTS. 
 
 159 c. M. 
 
 1 WniLE shepherds watched their flocks by night, 
 
 All seated on the ground ; 
 The angel of the Lord came down. 
 And glory shone around. 
 
 2 " Fear not," said he, — for mighty dread 
 
 Had seized their troubled mind, — 
 ** Glad tidings of great joy I bring 
 To you and all mankind." 
 
 «5 
 
 . ;?■ 
 
THE LORD JESUS CHRIST: 
 
 1! 
 
 3 Thus spake the seraph — and forthwith 
 
 Appeared a shining throng 
 Of angels, praising God, who thus 
 Addressed their joyful song : — 
 
 4 " All glory be to God on high. 
 
 And to the earth be peace ; 
 Good-will henceforth from heaven to men 
 Begin, and never cease I " 
 
 N. TATE. 
 
 160 L. M. 
 
 1 When Jordan hushed his waters still, 
 And silence slept on Zion's hill ; 
 
 When Bethlehem's shepherds through the night 
 Watched o'er their flocks by starry light, — 
 
 2 Hark 1 from the midnight hills around, 
 A voice of more than mortal sound, 
 
 In distant hallelujahs stole, 
 
 Wild murmuring o'er the raptured soul. 
 
 3 On wheels of light, on wings of flame, 
 The glorious hosts of Zion came : 
 
 High heaven with songs of triumph rung. 
 While thus they struck their harps and sung : 
 
 4 " O Zion ! lift thy raptured eye. 
 The long-expected hour is nigh, 
 The joys of nature rise again, 
 
 The Prince of Salem comes to reign. 
 
 5 " He comes to cheer the trembling heart, 
 Bid Satan and his host depart ; 
 
 Again the day-star gilds the gloom, 
 Again the bowers of Eden bloom ! " 
 
 T. CAMPBELL. 
 
 THE LORD JESUS CHRIST: HIS 
 MINISTRY. 
 
 161 78. 6 lines. 
 
 I Christ, whose glory fills the skies, 
 Christ, the true, the only light, 
 Sun of Righteousness, arise, 
 Triumph o'er the shades of night ; 
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HIS MINISTRY. 
 
 ■'A\ 
 
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 Day-spring from on liigh, l)e near, 
 iJay-star in my lieart appear. 
 
 2 Dark and cheerless is the morn, 
 
 If Thy light is hid from me ; 
 Joyless is the day's return, 
 
 Till Thy mercy's beams I see ; 
 Till they inward light impart, 
 Warmth and gladness to my heart. 
 
 3 Visit, then, this soul of mine. 
 
 Pierce the gloom of sin and grief ; 
 Fill me, radiant Sun divine ! 
 
 Scatter all my unbelief ; 
 More and more Thyself display. 
 Shining to the perfect day. 
 
 C. WBULEV. 
 
 162 L. M. 
 
 1 Deep are the wounds which sin has made ; 
 
 Where shall the sinner find a cure 'i 
 In vain, alas ! is nature's aid ; 
 
 The work exceeds her utmost power. 
 
 2 But can no sovereign balm be found ? 
 
 And is no kind physician nigh. 
 To ease the pain, and heal the wound, 
 Ere life and hope for ever fly ? 
 
 3 There is a great Physician near ; 
 
 Look up, O fainting soul, and live ; 
 See, in His heavenly smiles appear 
 Such help as nature cannot give. 
 
 4 See, in the Saviour's dying blood. 
 
 Life, health, and bliss abundant flow : 
 'Tis only that dear, sacred flood 
 
 Can ease thy pain, and heal thy woe. 
 
 A. STEELE. 
 
 163 
 
 God with us ! glorious name I 
 Let it shine in endless fame ; 
 God and man in Christ unite ; 
 O mysterious depth and height I 
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THE LORD JESUS CHKIST : 
 
 164 
 
 2 Clod with us ! the eternal Son 
 Took our soul, our flesh, and bone ; 
 Now, yo saints, His gi-ace admire. 
 Swell the song with holy fire. 
 
 3 Grod with us ! but tainted not 
 With the first transgressor's blot , 
 Yet did He our sins sustain, 
 Bear the guilt, the curse, the pain 
 
 4 God with us 1 O wondrous grace I 
 Let us see 1 lira face to face ; 
 That we may Immanuel sing, 
 
 As we ought, our God and King ! 
 
 8. SLIKN. 
 
 L. M. 
 
 How beauteous were the marks divine, 
 That in Thy meekness used to shine, 
 That lit Thy lonely pathway, trod 
 In wondrous love, O Son of God ! 
 
 O, who like Thee, so calm, so bright, 
 So pure, so made to live in light ? 
 O, who like Thee did ever go 
 So patient through a world of woe ? 
 
 O, who like Thee so humbly bore 
 The scorn, the scoffs of men, before ? 
 So meek, forgiving, godlike, high, 
 So glorious in humility ? 
 
 O, in Thy light be mine to go. 
 Illuming all my way of woe ! 
 And give me ever on the road 
 To trace Thy footsteps, Son of God. 
 
 165 
 
 A. 0. COXK. 
 
 L. M. 
 How sweetly flowed the gospel sound 
 From lips of gentleness and grace, 
 When listening thousands gathered round. 
 And joy and gladness filled the place ! 
 
 From heaven He came; of heaven He spoke, 
 To heaven He led His followers' way ; 
 Dark clouds of gloomiy night He broke, 
 Uni^ailing an immortal day. 
 
 88 
 
HIS MINISTRY. 
 
 MNN. 
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 " Come, wanderers, to my Father's home, 
 Coi**e, all ye weary ones, and rest : " 
 Yes, sacred Teaclier, we will come. 
 Obey Thee, love Thee, and be blest ! 
 
 Decay, then, tenements of dust ; 
 Pillars of earthly pride, decay : 
 A nobler mansion waits the just, 
 And Jesus has prepared the way. 
 
 166 
 
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 167 
 
 J nOWRINO. 
 
 S. M. double. 
 
 I hi 
 
 I WAS a wandering sheep, 
 
 I did not love the fold ; 
 I did not love my Shepherd's voice, 
 
 I would not bp controlled. 
 I was a waywarl child, 
 
 I did not love my home, 
 I did not love my Father's voice, 
 
 I loved afar to roam. 
 
 The Shepherd sought His sheep, 
 
 The Father sought His child ; 
 They followed me o'er vale and hill, 
 
 O'er deserts waste and wild. 
 Tliey found me nigh to death, 
 
 Famished, and faint, and lone; 
 They bound me with the bands of love, 
 
 They saved the wandering one. 
 Jesus my Shepherd is ; 
 
 'Twas He that loved my soul, 
 'Twas He that washed me in His blood, 
 
 'Twas He that made me whole. 
 'Twas He that sought the lost, 
 
 That found the wandering sheep ; 
 'Twas He that brought me to the fold, 
 
 'Tis He that still doth keep. n. bonar. 
 
 L. M. 6 lines. 
 Jesus, Thou source of calm repose, 
 
 All fulness dwells in Thee divine ; 
 Our strength to quell the proudest foes ; 
 
 Our light, in deepest gloom to shine ; 
 ThoU art our fortress, strength, and tower, 
 Our trust and portion, evermore; 
 
 
Till! LORD JKSI'S CUnlST : 
 
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 2 JoHU«, our (N)iufoH(»r Tliou nr(, ; 
 
 Our whI iu toil, our <>iis«« iu pMiu ; 
 'riio Italui to \\vi\\ o.Moli lu'ol«>ii linirt, 
 
 III storius our |u«u(>«<, in loss our piiu ; 
 Our joy, IxMUMilii tlio worldliii^^'s frowu ; 
 Iu sluiui<% our ^lory nud our i-rowu ; - 
 
 3 hi \\i\\\l, our |>l(Mitiful HU|>j)ly; 
 
 III wonkiioss, our Jilini^iity powor; 
 In hoiuls, t)ur norft'ct lilMuty ; 
 
 Our rofu^o in ttMiiptiitioirs hour ; • 
 Our i'oiiif«)ii wJMMi ill jjri<»f niul Mirall; 
 Our lifo in doatli; our all in all. 
 
 168 ( . M. 
 
 1 riOiM). loa<l Min way iho Saviour wont, 
 
 Ity lano ami (vll obscuiv, 
 Anil lot lovo's troasuros still ho 8j,)ont, 
 liiko 1 1 is, upon tho poor. 
 
 2 Liko lliin, through soonos of tloop distross, 
 
 Who horo tho world's sa«l woiglit, 
 Wo, in t hoir crowdod lonolincsa, 
 WouUl sook tho dosolato. 
 
 3 For 'I'liou hast plaood us sido by side 
 
 In this wido world of ill ; 
 Antl that Thy followers may bo tried, 
 Tho poor aro with ns still. 
 
 4 iSIoan aro all otYoringa we can make ; 
 
 Yet Thou hast taught us, Lord, 
 
 If given for the Saviour's sake, 
 
 They lose not their reward. 
 
 169 
 
 W. CROS8WKLL. 
 
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 1 Majestic sweetness sits enthroned 
 
 Upon the Saviour's brow ; 
 His head with radiant glories crowned. 
 His lips with grace o'erflow. 
 
 2 No mortal can with Him compaie 
 
 Among the sons of men ; 
 Fairer is He than all the fair 
 That fill the heavenly train. 
 90 
 
ins MTNIHIUV. 
 
 3 To lliiii I owo my lifo nw] lironili, 
 
 And all tlu» ytyn 1 luivc ; 
 )lo iiiakoH nio triniiipli ov(m' douili, 
 llo Knv«*H ino from Mi« ^mvo. 
 
 4 SiiH'o from His houiity I rocoivo 
 
 Such proofs of lovo diviiio, 
 ]Iail \ II MiouMriii<1 lionriH to ^ivo, 
 lionl, ilioy hIiouM itll l»(> '!'iiin<«. 
 
 170 
 
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 My <loar llodooiiuT ami my lionl, 
 I read my duty in Tliy word; 
 lint, in 'I'liy lifo, ilm law appoarH 
 J)rawn out in living cIiaractorH. 
 
 2 Such was Tliy tnith, and such Tliy zomI, 
 Such doforcnco to Thy Fathor's will, 
 Sucli lovo, and mookncsH so divino, 
 
 1 would transoribo and make thom mine, 
 
 3 (/old mountains and tlio midni/;(ht air 
 Witnossod tho forvour of Thy prnyer; 
 The desert Thy temptation knew. 
 Thy (!onHict and Thy victory too. 
 
 4 Bo Thou my pattern ; make roe bear 
 More of Thy gracious imago here : 
 'J'hen God the Judge sliall own my name 
 Amongst the followers of tho Ijamb. , watts. 
 
 171 a p. M. 
 
 1 O COULD I speak the matchless worth, 
 O co»?ld I sound the glories forth, 
 
 Which in my Saviour shine ! 
 I'd soar, and touch the heavenly strings, 
 And vie with Gabriel while he sings 
 
 In notes almost divine. 
 
 2 I'd sing the precious blood He spilt, 
 My ransom from the dreadful guilt 
 
 Of sin and wrath divine I 
 I'd sing His glorious righteousness, 
 In which all-perfect heavenly dress 
 
 My soul shall ever shine. 
 
 9« 
 
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THE LORD JESUS CHRIST! 
 
 I'd sing the characters He bears, 
 And all the forms of love He wears, 
 
 Exalted on His throne ; 
 In loftiest songs of sweetest praise, 
 I would to everlasting days 
 
 Make all His glories known. 
 
 Well — the delightful day will come. 
 When my dear Lord will bring me home, 
 
 And I shall see His face ; 
 Then with my Saviour, Brother, Friend, 
 A blest eternity I'll spend, 
 
 Triumphant in His grace. 
 
 172 
 
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 1 Jesus, ever present ; 
 
 Shepherci, ever kind ; 
 Thy very name is music 
 
 To ear, and heart, and mind. 
 It woke my wondering childhood 
 
 To muse on things above ; 
 It drew my harder manhood 
 
 With cords of mighty love. 
 
 2 How oft to sure destruction 
 
 My feet had gone astray, 
 Wert Thou not, patient Shepherd, 
 
 The Guardian of my way ! 
 How oft, in darkness fallen. 
 
 And wounded sore by sin. 
 Thy hand has gently raised me, 
 
 And healing balm poured in ! 
 
 3 Shepherd good, I follow 
 
 Wherever Thou wilt lead ; 
 No matter where the pasture, 
 
 With Thee at hand to feed. 
 Thy voice, in life so mighty, 
 
 In death shall make me bold ; 
 O bring my ransomed spirit 
 
 To Thine eternal fold 1 
 
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 173 7. 6. double. 
 
 1 Jesu3, Friend unfailing, 
 
 How dear Thou art to me ! 
 Are cares or fears assailing ? 
 
 I find my strength in Thee. 
 Why should my feet grow weary 
 
 Of this my pilgrim way ? 
 Rough though the path and dreary, 
 
 It ends in perfect day. 
 
 2 What fills my soul with gladness ? 
 
 "Tis Thine abounding grace ; 
 Where can I look in sadness, 
 
 But, Jesus, on Thy face ? 
 My all is Thy providing ; 
 
 Thy love can ne'er grow cold ; 
 In Thee my refuge, hiding, 
 
 No good wilt Thou withhold. 
 
 3 For every tribulation. 
 
 For every sore distress, 
 In Christ I've full salvation, 
 
 Sure help and quiet rest. 
 No fear of foes prevailing, 
 
 I triumph, Lord, in Thee : 
 O Jesus, Friend unfailing. 
 
 How dear art Thou to me ! 
 
 GERMAN, tratu. m. K. BROWNE 
 
 174 L. M. 
 
 1 O LOVE, how deep 1 how broad ! how high I 
 It fills the heart with ecstasy. 
 
 That God, the Son of God, should take 
 Our moi*tal form for mortal's sake. 
 
 2 He sent no angel to our race 
 Of higher or of lower place. 
 
 But wore the robe of human frame 
 Himself, and to this lost world came. 
 
 3 For us He was baptized, and bore 
 His holy fast, md hungered sore ; 
 For us temptations sharp He knew ; 
 For us the tempter overthrew. 
 
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THE LORD JESUS CHRIST! 
 
 175 
 
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 For us He prayed, for us He taught, 
 For us His daily works He wrought ; 
 By words, and signs, and actions, thus 
 Still seeking not Himself but us. 
 
 For us to wicked men betrayed. 
 Scourged, mocked, in purple robe arrayed, 
 He bore the shameful cross and death ; 
 For us at length gave up His breath. 
 
 For us He rose from death again, 
 For us He went on high to reign, 
 For us He sent His Spirit here 
 To guide, to strengthen, and to cheer. 
 
 J. M. KEALE, tr. 
 
 L. M. 
 
 Saviour ! Thou in love didst make 
 Thyself incarnate for our sake, 
 To share with us the griefs of life. 
 Its watchings, weariness, and strife. 
 
 There's not an hour of life below, 
 A want, a weakness, or a woe, 
 In which, to help the human heart. 
 Thou didst not bear Thyself a part : 
 
 Thou who wast rich, becoming poor 
 To give us riches that endure ; 
 Thou who wast high, becoming low 
 That we might to Thy stature grow : 
 
 Thou, Grod of heaven, by human birth 
 A man of sori'ows upon earth ; 
 That we may draw our best relief 
 From Thy dear fellowship in grief. 
 
 Lowly to us, O Lord, as Thou 
 In Thy humility dost K^w, 
 So high our nature lift with Thine, 
 Till human things become Divine. 
 
 J. 8. B. MOMBELL. 
 
 8.7. 
 One there is above all others. 
 
 Well deserves the name of Friend : 
 His is love beyond a brother's, 
 Costly, free, and knows no end. 
 94 
 
 176 
 
HIS MINISTRY. 
 
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 rrayed, 
 
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 Which of all our friends, to save us. 
 Could or would have shed his blood ? 
 
 But our Jesus died to have us 
 Reconciled in Him to God. 
 
 When He lived on earth abased. 
 Friend of sinners was His name ; 
 
 Now above all glory raised, 
 He rejoices in the same. 
 
 O for grace our hearts to soften ! 
 
 Teach us, Lord, at length to love ; 
 We, alas ! forget too often 
 
 What a Friend we have above. 
 
 J. NEWTOK. 
 
 177 
 
 L. M. 
 
 O Thou through suffering perfect made, 
 On whom the bitter cross was laid ; 
 In hours of sickness, grief, and pain, 
 No sufferer turns to Thee in vain. 
 
 O loving Saviour, Thou canst cure 
 The pains and woes Thou didst endure : 
 For all who need. Physician great, 
 Thy healing balm we supplicate. 
 
 But, O 1 far more, let each keen pain 
 And hour of woe be heavenly gain. 
 Each stroke of Thy chastising rod 
 Bring back the wanderer nearer God. 
 
 O ! heal the bruised heart within : 
 O ! save our souls all sick with sin : 
 Give life and health in bounteous store, 
 That we may praise Thee evermore. 
 
 178 
 
 W. W. HOW, 
 
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 :0N8EX,U 
 
 8.7. 
 
 Thou art the Way : by Thee alone 
 From sin and death we flee ; 
 
 And he who would the Father seek, 
 Must seek Him, Lord, by Thee. 
 
 Thou art the Truth : Thy word alone 
 True wisdom can impart ; 
 
 Thou only canst instruct the mind, 
 And purify the heart. 
 95 
 
 C. M. 
 
THE LORD JESUS CHRIST! 
 
 ,i 
 
 3 Thou art the Life : the rending tomb 
 
 Proclaims Thy conquering arm ; 
 And those who put their trust in Thee, 
 Nor death nor hell shall harm. 
 
 4 Thou art the Way, the Truth, the Life, — 
 
 Grant us that way to know, 
 That Truth to keep, that Life to win. 
 Whose joys eternal flow. 
 
 O. W. DO\NE. 
 
 1 T 9 C. M. double. 
 
 1 Thine arm, O Lord, in days of old 
 
 Was strong to heal and save ; 
 It triumphed o'er disease and death. 
 
 O'er darkness and the grave. 
 To Thee they went, the blind, the dumb, 
 
 The palsied and the lame. 
 The leper with his tainted life. 
 
 The sick with fevered frame. 
 
 2 And lo ! Thy touch brought life and health, 
 
 Gave speech and strength and sight ; 
 And youth renewed and frenzy calmed, 
 
 Owned Thee, the Lord of light ; 
 And now, O Lord, be near to bless. 
 
 Almighty as of yore. 
 In crowded street, by restless couch. 
 
 As by Gennesareth's shore. 
 
 3 Be Thou our great Deliverer still. 
 
 Thou Lord of life and death ; 
 Restore and quicken, soothe and bless. 
 
 With Thine almighty breath ; 
 To hands that work, and eyes that see. 
 
 Give wisdom's heavenly lore. 
 That whole and sick, and weak and strong. 
 
 May praise Thee evermore. 
 
 E. H. PLUMPTRE. 
 
 180 
 
 C. M. 
 
 We may not climb the heavenly steeps 
 To bring the Lord Christ down ; 
 
 In vain we search the lowest deeps, 
 For Him no depths can drown. 
 
 96 
 
HIS MINISTRY. 
 
 E. 
 
 ouble. 
 
 2 But warm, sweet, tender, even yet, 
 
 A present help is He ; 
 And faith has yet its Olivet, 
 And love its Galilee. 
 
 3 The healing of His seamless dress 
 
 Is by our beds of pain ; 
 We touch Him in life's throng and press, 
 And we are whole again. 
 
 4 Through Him the first fond prayers are said, 
 
 Our lips of childhood frame ; 
 The last low whispers of our dead 
 Are burdened with His name. 
 
 5 O Lord and Saviour of us all, 
 
 Whate'er our name or sign, 
 We own Thy sway, we hear Thy call, 
 And form our lives by Thine. 
 
 J. O. WHITTIER. 
 
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 181 
 
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 1 "What grace, O Lord, and beauty shone 
 
 Around Thy steps below ; 
 What patient love was seen in all 
 Thy life and death of woe. 
 
 2 For ever, on Thy burdened heart 
 
 A weight of sorrow hung ; 
 Yet no ungentle, murmuring word 
 Escaped Thy silent tongue. 
 
 3 Thy foes might hate, despise, revile, 
 
 Thy friends unfaithful prove ; 
 Unwearied in forgiveness still, 
 Thy heart could only love. 
 
 4 O give us hearts to love like Thee, 
 
 Like Thee, Lord, to grieve 
 Far more for others' sins, than all 
 The wrongs that we receive. 
 
 5 One with Thyself, may every eye. 
 
 In us. Thy brethren, see 
 The gentleness and grace that spring 
 From union. Lord, with Thee. 
 
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 183 
 
 THE LORD JESUS CHRIST: 
 HIS SUFFERINGS AND DEATH. 
 
 1 Alas ! 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 Ijad done 
 
 He groaned upon the tree ? 
 Amazing pity ! grace unknown 1 
 And love beyond degree ! 
 
 3 Well might the sun in darkness hide, 
 
 And shut his glories in, 
 When Christ, the great Creator, died 
 For man, the creature's sin. 
 
 4 Thus might I hide my blushing face 
 
 While His dear cross appears ; 
 Dissolve my heart in thankfulness, 
 And melt my eyes to tears. 
 
 5 But drops of grief can ne'er repay 
 
 The debt of love I owe ; 
 Here, Lord, I give myself away, 
 'Tis all that T can do. 
 
 C. M. 
 
 II 
 
 I. WATTS. 
 
 From Thy dear, pierced side, 
 
 Unspotted Lamb of God, 
 Came forth a mingled stream 
 
 Of water and of blood : 
 My sinful soul there I would lay, 
 Till every stain is washed away. 
 
 *Tis from this sacred spring 
 
 A sovereign virtue flows. 
 To heal my painful wounds. 
 
 And cure my deadly woes ; 
 Here, then, I'll bathe, and bathe again, 
 Till not a wound or wop ^:en:»ain. 
 
 93 
 
 H. M. 
 
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 HIS SUFFERINGS AND DEATH. 
 
 A fountain 'tis unsealed, 
 
 Divinely rich and free, 
 Open for all who come. 
 
 And open, too, for me : 
 To this pure fount will I repair ; 
 Come, sinners, come ; there's mercy there. 
 
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 B. BEDDOMB. 
 
 8.7.4. 
 Hark 1 the voice of love and mercy 
 
 Sounds aloud from Calvary ; 
 See, it rends the rocks asunder. 
 
 Shakes the earth and voils the sky ; 
 
 "It is finished 1" 
 Hear the dying Saviour cry. 
 
 " It is finished ! " O what pleasure 
 Do those gracious words afford ! 
 
 Heavenly blessings without measure, 
 Flow to us from Christ the Lord ; 
 
 "It is finished!" 
 Saints, the dying words record. 
 
 Tune your harps anew, ye seraphs ; 
 
 Join to sing the glorious theme ; 
 All on earth and all in heaven. 
 
 Join to praise Emmanuel's name j 
 Hallelujah I 
 
 Glory to the bleeding Lamb ! 
 
 J. EVANS. 
 
 L. M. 
 
 He dies ! — the Friend of sinners dies ; 
 Lo ! Salem's daughters weep around ; 
 A solemn darkness vails the skies ; 
 A sudden trembling shakes the ground. 
 
 Here's love and grief beyond degree : 
 The Lord of glory dies for men ; 
 But lo ! what sudden joys we see, 
 Jesus, the dead, revives again. 
 
 Break off your tears, ye saints, and tell 
 How high our great Deliverer reigns ; 
 Sing how He spoiled the hosts of hell. 
 And led the tyrant Death in chains. 
 
 99 
 
THE LORD JESUS CHRIST: 
 
 4 Say — live for ever, glorious King, 
 Born to redeem, and strong to save ! 
 Where now, O Death, where is thy sting ? 
 And where thy victory, boasting Grave ? 
 
 186 
 
 I. WATTfl. 
 
 C. M. 
 
 1 How condescending and how kind 
 
 Was God's eternal Son ! 
 Our misery reached His heavenly mind, 
 And pity brought Him down. 
 
 2 He sunk beneath our heavy woes, 
 
 To raise us to His throne ; 
 There's ne'er a gift His hand bestows, 
 But cost His heart a groan. 
 
 3 This was compassion, like a God, 
 
 That when the Saviour knew 
 The price of pardon was His blood, 
 His pity ne'er withdrew. 
 
 4 Now, though He reigns exalted high. 
 
 His love is still as great ; 
 Well He remembers Calvary, 
 Nor let His saints forget. 
 
 187 
 
 1. WATTS. 
 
 C. M. 
 
 1 In evil long I took delight, 
 
 Unawed by shame or fear, 
 Till a new object struck my sight. 
 And stopped my wild career. 
 
 2 I saw one hanging on a tree, 
 
 In agonies and blood ; 
 He fixed His languid eyes on me, 
 As near His cross I stood. 
 
 3 O never, till my latest breath, 
 
 Shall I forget that look ! 
 It seemed to charge me with His death, 
 Thougl; not a word He spoke. 
 
 4 A second leak He gave, which said, 
 
 " I freely all forgive ; 
 This blood is for thy ransom paid j 
 I die that thou may'st live." 
 
 100 
 
HIS SUFFERINGS AND DEATH. 
 
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 I. WATTS. 
 C. M. 
 
 Thus, while His death my sin displays 
 
 In all its blackest hue, 
 Such is the mystery of grace, 
 
 It seals my pardon too. 
 
 J. NlWTOy. 
 
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 1 In the Cross cf Christ I glory, 
 
 Towering o'er the wrecks of time : 
 All the light of sacred btory 
 
 Gathers round its head sublime. 
 
 2 When the woes of life o'ertake me, 
 
 Hopes deceive, and fears annoy, 
 Never ball the Cross forsake me ; 
 Lo ! it glows with peace and joy. 
 
 3 When the sun of bliss is beaming 
 
 Light and love upon my way. 
 From the Cross the radiance streaming, 
 Adds more lustre to the day. 
 
 4 Bane and blessing, pain and pleasure, 
 
 By the Cross are sanctified ; 
 Peace is there, that knows no measure, 
 Joys, that through all time abide. 
 
 5 In the Cross of Christ I glory. 
 
 Towering o'er the wrecks of time : 
 All the light of sacred story 
 Gathers round its head sublime. 
 
 J. BOWRINO. 
 
 189 7. 6. double. 
 
 1 SACRED Head, now wounded, 
 
 With grief and shame weighed down, 
 Now scornfully surrounded 
 
 With thorns, Thine only crown ; 
 O sacred Head, what glory. 
 
 What bliss till now was Thine ! 
 Yet, though despised and gory, 
 
 I joy to call Thee mine. 
 
 2 What Thou, my Lord, hast suffered, 
 
 Was all for sinners' gain ; 
 Mine, mine was the transgression, 
 But Thine the deadly pain : 
 
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 Lo, here I fall, my Saviour ! 
 
 'Tis I deserve Thy place : 
 Look on mo with Thy favour, 
 
 Vouchsafe to me Thy grace. 
 
 3 What language shall I borrow, 
 
 To thank Tliee, dearest Friend, 
 For this, Thy dying sorrow, 
 
 Thy pity without end ? 
 Lord, make me Tliine for ever, 
 
 Nor let me faithless prove : 
 let me never, never, 
 
 Abuse such dying love. 
 
 J. W. ALEXANDER, tf. 
 
 100 L. M. 
 
 1 " 'Tis finished ! ** — so the Saviour cried. 
 And meekly bowed His head and died : 
 'Tis finished ! — yes, the race is run. 
 The battle fought, the victory won. 
 
 2 'Tis finished ! — this His dying gi'oan 
 Shall sins of deepest hue atone. 
 
 And millions be redeemed from death 
 By Jesua' last expiring breath. 
 
 3 'Tis finished ! — Heaven is reconciled, 
 And all the powers of darkness spoiled ; 
 Peace, love, and happiness again 
 Return, and dwell with sinful men. 
 
 4 'Tis finished ! — let the joyful sound 
 
 Be heard through all the nations round : 
 'Tis finished ! — let the triumph rise, 
 And swell the chorus of the skies. 
 
 S. 8TENNETT. 
 
 191 ^' M. 
 
 1 'Tis midnight ; and on Olive's brow 
 The star is dimmed that lately shone. . 
 'Tis midnight; in the garden, now 
 The sufTering Saviour prays alone. 
 
 2 'Tis midnight ; and from all removed. 
 The Saviour wrestles lone with fears ; 
 Ev'n that disciple whom He loved 
 Heeds not his Master's grief and tears. 
 
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 3 *Tis mklni^'iit ; and for others* puilt 
 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 bonie the song that angels know ; 
 Unheard by mortals are the strains 
 That sweetly soothe the Saviour's woe. 
 
 W. B. TAFFAK. 
 
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 THE LORD JESUS CHRIST: 
 HIS RESURRECTION AND ASCENSION. 
 
 192 8.7. double. 
 
 1 Alleluia! Alleluia! 
 
 Hearts to heaven and voices raise ; 
 Sing to God a hymn of gladness, 
 
 Sing to God a hymn of praise ; 
 He, who on the cross a victim 
 
 For the world's salvation bled, 
 Jesus Christ, the King of glory, 
 
 Now is risen from the dead. 
 
 2 Christ is risen, Christ the first-fruits 
 
 Of the holy harvest field, 
 Which will all its full abundance 
 
 At His second coming yield ; 
 Then the golden ears of harvest 
 
 Will their heads before Him wave, 
 Ripened by His glorious sunshine 
 
 From the furrows of the grave. 
 
 3 Christ is risen, we are risen ; 
 
 Shed upon us heavenly grace, 
 Rain, and dew, and gleams of glory, 
 
 From the brightness of Thy face ; 
 That we, with our hearts in heaven 
 
 Here on earth may fruitful be, 
 And by angel-hands be gathered, 
 
 And be ever, Lord, with Thee. 
 
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THE LORD JESUS CHRIST: 
 
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 Angels, roll the rock away ; 
 Death, yield up thy mighty prey : 
 See ! He rises from tlie tomb — 
 Kises with immortal bloom. 
 
 'Tis the Saviour ; seraphs, raise 
 Your triumphant shouts of praise; 
 Let the earth's remotest bound 
 Hear the joy-inspiring sound. 
 
 Lift, ye saints, lift up your eyes; 
 Now to glory see Him rise ; 
 Hosts of angels on the road 
 Hail and sing th' incarnate God. 
 
 Praise Him, all ye heavenly choirs, 
 Praise I Tim with your goMen lyres ; 
 Praise Him in your noi)lest songs; 
 Praise Him from ten thousand tongues. 
 
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 X. isruTT. 
 
 " Christ, the Lord, is risen to-cl.vy," 
 Sons of men and angels say : 
 liaise your joys and triumphs high ! 
 Sing, ye heavens ; thou earth, reply 1 
 
 Love's redeeming work is done. 
 Fought the light, the battle won : 
 Lo ! the sun's eclipse is o'er ; 
 Lo ! he sets in blood no more. 
 
 Vain the stone, the watch, the seal ; 
 Christ hath burst the gates of hell ! 
 Death in vtiin forbids His rise ; 
 Christ btis opened Paradise ! 
 
 Lives again our glorious King ! 
 Where, O Death, is now thy sting i 
 Once He died our souls to save ; 
 Where thy victory, O Grave ? 
 
 Soar we now where Christ hath led. 
 Following our exalted Head ! 
 Made like Him, like Him we rise. 
 Ours the cross, the grave, the skies. 
 
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HIS RESURRECTION AND ASCENSION. 
 
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 C. P. M. 
 
 1 Come see the plnce where Jesus liiy, 
 Antl hear angelic watchers say, 
 
 " lie lives, who once was slain : 
 Why seek the living 'midst the dead ? 
 Remember liow the Saviour said 
 
 That He would rise again." 
 
 2 O joyful sound ! O glorious hour, 
 When by His own almighty power 
 
 Ho rose, and left the gi'ave ! 
 Now let our songs His triumph tell, 
 Who burst the bands of death and hell. 
 
 And ever lives to save. 
 
 3 llie First- begotten of the dead, 
 For us He rose, our glorious Head, 
 
 Immortal life to bring ; 
 What though the saints like Him shall die, 
 They share their Leader's victory. 
 
 And triumph with their King. 
 
 4 No more they tremble at the grave, 
 For Jesus will their spirits save. 
 
 Though dust return to dust : 
 O risen Lord, in Thee we live. 
 To Thee our ransomed souls we give, 
 
 To lliee our bodies trust. 
 
 T. KELLY. 
 
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 Hail the day that sees Him rise, 
 Glorious, to His native skies I 
 Christ, awhile to mortals given. 
 Enters now the gates of heaven. 
 
 There the glorious triumph waits ; 
 Lift your heads, eternal gates ! 
 Christ hath vanquished death and sin ; 
 Take the King of glory in. 
 
 See, the heaven its Lord receives ! 
 Yet He loves the earth He leaves : 
 Though returning to His throne. 
 Still He calls mankind His own, 
 
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THE LORD JESUS CHRIST: 
 
 4 Still for us He intercedes, 
 
 His prevailing death He pleads; 
 Near Himself prepares a place, 
 Great Forerunner of our race. 
 
 5 What, though parted from our sight, 
 Far above yon starry height ; 
 Thither our affections rise, 
 Following Him beyond the skies. 
 
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 He is gone — a cloud of light 
 Has received Him from our sight ; 
 High in heaven, where eye of men 
 Follows not, nor angel's ken ; 
 Through the veils of time and space, 
 PavSsed into the holiest place ; 
 All the toil, the sorrow done, 
 All the battle fought and won. 
 
 He is gone — towards their goal 
 World and Church must onward roll : 
 Far behind we leave the past ; 
 Forward are our glances cast : 
 Still His words before us range 
 Through the ages, as they change : 
 Wheresoe'er the truth shall lead, 
 He will give whate'er we need. 
 
 He is gone — but we once more 
 •Siiall behold Him .as before ; 
 In the heaven of heavens the same, 
 As on earth He went and came. 
 Tn the many mansions there. 
 Place for us He will prepare : 
 In that world unseen, unknown, 
 He and we may yet be one. 
 
 He is gone — but not in vain, 
 Wait until He comes again : 
 He is risen. He is not here, 
 Far above this earthly sphere ; 
 Evermore in heart and mind 
 There our peace in Him we find ; 
 
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 To our own Eternal Friend, 
 Thitherward let us ascend. 
 
 A. F. BTANLBT. 
 
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 Jesus comes, His conflict over, — 
 
 Comes to claim His great reward ; 
 Angels round the Victor hover, 
 
 Crowding to behold their Lord ; 
 Haste, ye saints ! your tribute bring, 
 Crown Him, everlasting King. 
 
 Yonder throne for Him erected, 
 Now becomes the Victor's seat. 
 
 Lo, the Man on earth rejected ! 
 Angels worship at His feet : 
 
 Haste, ye saints 1 your tribute bring, 
 
 Crown Him, everlasting King, 
 
 Day and night they cry before Him, — 
 
 " Holy, holy, holy Lord ! » 
 All the powers of heaven adore Him, 
 
 All obey His sovereign word ; 
 Haste, ye saints ! your tribute bring, 
 Crown Him, everlasting King. 
 
 T. KELLY. 
 
 L. M. 6 lines. 
 Lift up your heads, ye mighty gates ! 
 Behold, the King of glory waits ; 
 The King of kings is drawing near. 
 The Saviour of the world is here ; 
 Life and salvation doth He bring. 
 Wherefore rejoice and gladly sing ! 
 
 Fling wide the portals of your heart, 
 Make it a temple set apart 
 From earthly use, for heaven's employ, 
 Adorned with prayer, and love, and joy : 
 So shall your Sovereign enter in. 
 And new and nobler life begin. 
 
 Redeemer, come ! T open wide 
 My heart to Thee ; here. Lord, abide 1 
 
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 THE LORD JESUS CHRIST! 
 
 200 
 
 Let me Thine inner presence feel, 
 Thy grace and love in me reveal ; 
 Thy Holy Spirit guide me on, 
 Until the glorious goal be won ! 
 
 0. WEiszEL, trans, c. winkworth. 
 
 C. P. M. 
 
 Jesus, Lord ! 'tis joy to know 
 Thy path is o'er of shame and woe, 
 
 For us so meekly trod : 
 All finished is Thy work of toil. 
 Thou reapest now the fruit and spoil, 
 
 Exalted by our God. 
 
 Thy holy head, once bound with thorns, 
 The crown of glory now adorns — 
 Thy seat the Father's throne ; 
 
 Lord ! e'en now we sing Thy praise. 
 And soon the eternal song shall raise — 
 
 " Worthy the Lord alone ! " 
 
 Our glorious Head, Thou sittest there. 
 Thy members here the blessing share 
 
 Of all Thou dost receive : 
 Thy wisdom, riches, honours, powers. 
 Thy boundless love has all made ours, 
 
 Who in Thy name believe. 
 
 We triumph in Tliy triumphs. Lord ; 
 Thy joys our deepest joys afford, 
 
 Our life is life divine : 
 While sorrowing, suffering, toiling here. 
 How does the thought our spirits cheer — 
 
 The throne of glory's Tliine I 
 
 ANON. 
 
 7.6. duublei. 
 
 1 Lord ! who now art seated 
 
 Above the heavens on high, 
 The gracious work completed 
 
 For which Thou cam'st to die. 
 To Thee our hearts are lifted, 
 
 While pilgrims wandering here, 
 For Thou art truly gifted 
 
 Our every grief to si re. 
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HIS RESURRECTION AND ASCENSION. 
 
 2 O Lord ! Thy love's unbounded, 
 
 So full, so vast, so free ; 
 Our thoughts are all confounded, 
 
 Whene'er we think on Thee : 
 For us Thou cam'st from heaven, 
 
 For us to bleed and die. 
 That, purchased and forgiven. 
 
 We might ascend on high. 
 
 3 O let this love constrain us 
 
 To give our hearts to Thee ; 
 Let nothing henceforth pain us 
 
 But that which paineth Thee ; 
 Our joy, our one endeavour, 
 
 Through suffering, conflict, shame, 
 To serve Thee, gracious Saviour, 
 
 And magnify Thy name. 
 
 J. a. DECK. 
 
 202 L. M. 
 
 1 Our Lord is risen from the dead ; 
 Our Jesus is gone up on high ; 
 The powers of hell are captive led. 
 Dragged to the portals of the sky. 
 
 2 There His triumphal chariot waits. 
 And angels chant the solemn lay ; 
 Lift up your heads, ye heavenly gates ; 
 Ye everlasting doors, give way ! 
 
 3 «' Who is the King of glory ? Who ? " 
 The Lord that all our foes o'ercame ; 
 The world, sin, death, and hell o'erthrew ; 
 And Jesus is the Conqueror's name. 
 
 4 Lo ! His triumphal chariot waits, 
 And angels chant the solemn lay ; 
 Lift up your heads, ye heavenly gates ; 
 Ye everlasting doors, give way ! 
 
 5 " Who is the King of glory ? Who ? " 
 The Lord of boundless power possessed ; 
 The King of saints and angels too ; 
 God over all, for ever blest I 
 
 
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 203 
 
 S. M. 
 
 "The Lord is risen indeed," 
 Then is His work performed ; 
 
 The captive surety now is freed, 
 And death, our foe, disarmed. 
 
 "The Lord is risen indeed," 
 Then hell has lost its prey ; 
 
 With Him is risen the ransomed seed, 
 To reign in endless day. 
 
 " The Lord is risen indeed," 
 
 He lives to die no more ; 
 He lives the sinner's cause to plead ; 
 
 Whose curse and shame He bore. 
 
 "The Lord is risen indeed," 
 
 Attending angels hear ; 
 Up to the courts of heaven with speed 
 
 The joyful tidings bear. 
 
 Then take your golden lyres, 
 
 And strike each cheerful chord. 
 Join all the bright celestial choirs. 
 
 To sing our risen Lord. 
 
 T. KELLY. 
 
 204 8.8.8.4. 
 
 1 The strife is o'er, the battle done ; 
 The triumph of the Lord is won ; 
 O let the song of praise be sung — 
 
 Alleluia ! 
 
 2 The powers of death have done their worst, 
 And Jesus hath His foes dispersed ; 
 
 Let shouts of praise and joy outburst — 
 Alleluia ! 
 
 3 On that third morn He rose again. 
 In glorious majesty to reign ; 
 
 O let us swell the joyful strain — 
 Alleluia ! 
 
 4 He closed the yawning gates of hell ; 
 The bars from heaven's high portals fell ; 
 liet songs of joy His triumph tell, 
 
 Alleluia ! 
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 5 Lord, by the stripes which wounded Thee, 
 From death's dread sting Tliy servants free, 
 That we may live and sing to Thee — 
 Alleluia ! 
 
 LATIN HYMN, tram. p. roTT. 
 
 205 8.7. double. 
 
 1 "We shall see Him," in onr nature, 
 
 Seated on His lofty throne, 
 Loved, adored by every creature, 
 
 Owned as God, and God alone ! 
 There the hosts of shining spirits 
 
 Strike their harps, and loudly sing 
 To the praise of Jesus' merits, 
 
 To the glory of their King. 
 
 2 When we pass o'er death's dark river, 
 
 "We shall see Him as He is," 
 Resting in His love and favour, 
 
 Owning all the glory His. 
 Tliere to cast our crowns before Him, 
 
 O what bliss the thought affords ! 
 There for ever to adore Him, 
 
 King of kings, and Lord of lords ! 
 
 N. pypER. 
 
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 THE LORD JESUS CHRIST: HIS REIGN. 
 
 206 CM. 
 
 1 All hail the power of Jesus' name. 
 
 Let angels prostrate fall ; 
 Bring forth the royal diadem, 
 And crown Him Lord of all. 
 
 2 Ye seed of Israel's chosen race, 
 
 A remnant weak and small ; 
 Hail Him who saves you by His grace. 
 And crown Him Lord of all. 
 
 3 Sinners ! whose love can ne'er forget 
 
 The wormwood and the gall ; 
 Go, spread your trophies at His feet, 
 And crown Him Lord of all. 
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THE LORD JESUS CHRIST: 
 
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 Let every kindred, every tribe, 
 
 On this terrestrifil ball, 
 To Him all majesty ascribe, 
 
 And crown Him Lord of all. 
 
 that, with yonder sacred throng, 
 We at His feet may fall ! 
 
 There join the everlasting song, 
 And crown Him Lord of all ! 
 
 E. PERRONET. 
 C. M. 
 
 Behold the glories of the Lamb, 
 
 Amid His Father's throne ; 
 P;epare new honours for His name, 
 
 And songs before unknown. 
 
 1 t elders worship at His feet, 
 The Church adore around, 
 
 With vials full of odours sweet, 
 And harps of sweeter sound. 
 
 Now to the I^amb that once was slain. 
 
 Be endless blessings paid ! 
 Salvation, glory, joy remain 
 
 For ever on Thy head ! 
 
 Thou hast redeemed our souls with blood. 
 
 Hast set the prisoners free ; 
 Hast made us kings and priests to God, 
 
 208 
 
 And we shall reign with Thee. 
 
 I. WATTS. 
 
 Christ the Lord is risen again, 
 Christ hath broken every chain ; 
 Hark ! angelic voices cry, 
 Singing evermore on high, 
 Hallelujah ! Praise the Lord ! 
 
 He who bore all pain and loss, 
 Comfortless, upon the cross. 
 Lives in glory now on high. 
 Pleads for us, and hears our cry : 
 Hallelujah ! Praise the Lord ! 
 
 He who slumbered in the grave 
 Is exalted now to save ; 
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HIS REIGN. 
 
 Now through Christendom it rings 
 That the Lamb is King of kings : 
 Hallelujah ! Praise the Lord ! 
 
 4 Now He bids us tell abroad 
 How the lost may be restored, 
 How the penitent forgiven, 
 How we, too, may enter heaven : 
 Hallelujah ! Praise the Ijord ! 
 
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 Glory, glory to our King ! 
 
 Crowns unfading wreathe His head ; 
 Jesus is the name we sing, — 
 
 Jesus, risen from the dead ; 
 Jesus, Conqueror o'er the grave ; 
 Jesus, mighty now to save. 
 
 Jesus is gone up on high : 
 
 Angels come to meet their King j 
 Shouts triumphant rend the sky. 
 
 While the Victor's praise they sing : 
 *' Open now, ye heavenly gates ! 
 'Tis the King of glory waits." 
 
 Now behold Him high enthroned, 
 Glory beaming from His face. 
 
 By adoring angels owned, 
 God of holiness and grace ! 
 
 O for hearts and tongues to sing — 
 
 " Glory, glory to our King ! " 
 
 T. KELLY. 
 
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 1 He lives ! He lives ! and sits above. 
 For ever interceding there : 
 
 Who shall divide us from His love. 
 Or what should tempt us to despair ? 
 
 2 Shall persecution, or distress. 
 Shall famine, sword, or nakedness ? 
 
 He who hath loved us bears us through, 
 And makes us more than conquerors too. 
 
 3 Faith has an overcoming power ; 
 It triumphs in the dying hour : 
 
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 Christ is our life, our joy, our hope ; 
 Nor can we sink with such a prop. 
 
 4 Not all that men on earth can do, 
 Nor powers on high, nor powers below, 
 Shall cause His mercy to remove, 
 Or wean our hearts from Christ, our love. 
 
 I. WATTS. 
 
 211 L. M. 
 
 1 " I KNOW that my Redeemer lives ! " 
 What comfort this sweet sentence gives ! 
 He lives ! He lives ! who once was dead ; 
 He lives, my ever -living Head ! 
 
 2 He lives, triumphant from the grave ; 
 He lives, eternally to save ; 
 
 He lives, to bless me with His love ; 
 He lives, to plead for me above. 
 
 3 He lives, to silence all my fears ; 
 He lives, to stay and wipe my tears ; 
 He lives, to soothe my troubled heart ; 
 He lives, all blessings to impart. 
 
 4 He lives, my kind, my faithful Friend ; 
 He lives, and loves me to the end ; 
 He lives, and while He lives I'll sing, 
 Jesus, my Prophet, Priest, and King. 
 
 5 He lives, all glory to His name ! 
 He lives, my Saviour, still the same ! 
 
 the sweet joy this sentence gives, 
 ** I know that my Redeemer lives ! " 
 
 H. MEDLEY. 
 
 212 8.7. 
 
 1 Jesus, hail 1 enthroned in glory, 
 
 There for ever to abide ; 
 All the heavenly host adore Thee, 
 Seated at Thy Father's side. 
 
 2 There for sinners Thou art pleading ; 
 
 There Thou dost our place prepare ; 
 Jjver for us interceding, 
 Till in glory we appear. 
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 3 Worship, lionour, power, and blessing, 
 
 Thou art worthy to receive ; 
 Loudest praises, without ceasing. 
 Meet it is for us to give. 
 
 4 Help, ye bright, angelic spirits ; 
 
 Bring your sweetest, noblest lays. 
 Help to sing our Saviour's merits, 
 Help to chant Immanuel's praise. 
 
 J. BAKRWELL. 
 
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 Join all the glorious names 
 Of wisdom, love, and power, 
 
 That ever mortals knew, 
 That angels ever bore : 
 
 All are too mean to speak His worth, 
 
 Too mean to set the Saviour forth. 
 
 Great Prophet of our God, 
 
 Our tongues shall bless Thy name ; 
 By Thee the joyful news 
 
 Of our salvation came, — 
 The joyful news of sins forgiven, 
 Of hell subdued, and peace with heaven. 
 
 Jesus, our great High Priest, 
 Has shed His blood and died ; 
 
 Our guilty conscience needs 
 No sacrifice beside : 
 
 His precious blood did once atone, 
 
 And now it pleads before the throne. 
 
 Thou almighty Lord, 
 
 Our Conqueror and our King, 
 
 Thy sceptre and Thy sword. 
 Thy reigning grace, we sing. 
 
 Thine is the power ; O make us sit 
 
 In willing bonds beneath Thy feet. 
 
 I. WATTS. 
 
 Now let our cheerful eyes survey 
 Our great High Priest above ; 
 
 And celebrate His constant care 
 And sympathetic love. 
 
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 2 Though raised to a superior throne, 
 
 Where angels Vjow around, 
 And high o'er all the shining train 
 With matchless honours crowned ; — 
 
 3 The names of all His saints He bears 
 
 Deep graven on His heart ; 
 Nor shall the meanest Christian say 
 That he hath lost his part. 
 
 4 Those characters shall fair abide. 
 
 Our everlasting trust, 
 When gems, and monuments, and crowns 
 Are mouldered down to dust. 
 
 5 So, gracious Saviour, on my breast 
 
 May Thy dear name be worn, 
 A sacred ornament and guard, 
 To endless ages borne. 
 
 p. DODDRIDnR. 
 
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 Rejoice ! the Lord is King ; 
 
 Your God and King adore ; 
 Mortals, give thanks, and sing, 
 
 And triumph evermore : 
 Lift up the heart ; lift up the voice ; 
 Rejoice aloud ; ye saints, rejoice. 
 
 His kingdom cannot fail ; 
 
 He rules o'er earth and heaven ; 
 The keys of death and hell 
 
 Are to the Saviour given : 
 Lift up the heart ; lift up the voice ; 
 Rejoice aloud ; ye saints, rejoice. 
 
 He every foe shall quell. 
 
 Shall all our sins destroy ; 
 And every bosom swell 
 
 With pure seraphic joy : 
 Lift up the heart ; lift up the voice ; 
 Rejoice aloud ; ye saints, rejoice. 
 Rejoice in glorious hope ; 
 
 Jesus, the Judge, shall come, 
 And take His servants up 
 
 To their eternal home : 
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 We soon Khali hear th' ai-changera voice j 
 The trump of God uhall bound : lejoice. 
 
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 H. M. 
 
 1 The head that once was crowned with thorns 
 
 Is crowned with glory now ; 
 A royal diadem adorns 
 The mighty Victor's brow. 
 
 2 Tlie joy of all who dwell above, 
 
 The joy of all below, 
 To whom He manifests His love, 
 And grants His name to know : 
 
 3 To them the cross, with all its shame, 
 
 With all its grace, is given : 
 
 Their name .in everlasting name. 
 
 Their joy the joy of heaven. 
 
 4 They suffer with their Lord below : 
 
 They reign with Him above ; 
 Their profit and their joy, to know 
 The mystery of His love. 
 
 T. KELLY. 
 
 217 L.M. 
 
 1 What equal honours shall we bring 
 To Thee, O Lord our God, the Lamb, 
 When all the notes that angels sing 
 Are far inferior to Thy name ? 
 
 2 Worthy is He that once was slain, 
 
 The Prince of Peace, that groaned and died, 
 Worthy to rise, and live, and reign 
 At His almighty Father's side. 
 
 3 Honour immortal must be paid. 
 Instead of scandal and of scorn ; 
 While glory shines around His head, 
 And a bright crown without a thorn. 
 
 4 Blessings for ever on the Lamb, 
 Who bore the curse for wretched men ! 
 Let angels sound His sacred name, 
 And every creature say, Amen ! 
 
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 218 
 
 1 With joy we raeditato the griico 
 
 Of our High Priest above : 
 His heart is made of temlerneMH, 
 And overflows with love. 
 
 2 But spotless, innocent, and pure 
 
 1'ho ^reat Redeemer stood, 
 While Satan's fiery darts He bore, 
 And did resist to blood. 
 
 3 He in the days of feeble flesh 
 
 Poured out His cries and tears ; 
 And in His measure f«els afresh 
 What every member bears. 
 
 4 Then let our humble faith addiess 
 
 His mercy and I lis power ; 
 We shall obtain delivering grace 
 In the distressing hour. 
 
 C. M. 
 
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 HIS PRAISE. 
 
 6.5. double, or Us. 
 
 At the name of Jesus 
 
 Every knee shall bow, 
 Every tongue confess Him 
 
 King of glory now ; 
 'Tis the Father's pleasure 
 
 We should call Him Lord, 
 Who from the beginning 
 
 Was the mighty Word. 
 
 Humbled for a season 
 
 To receive a name 
 From the lips of sinners 
 
 Unto whom He came ; 
 Faithfully He bore it 
 
 Spotless to the last ; 
 Brought it back victorious 
 
 Wlien from death He passed. 
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 In your hearts enthrone Him ; 
 
 There let Him subdue 
 All that is not holy, 
 
 All that is not true : 
 Crown Him as yout Captain 
 
 In temptation's hour ; 
 Let His will enfold you 
 
 In its light and power. 
 
 Brothers, this Lord Jesus 
 
 Hhall return again, 
 With His Father's glory, 
 
 With His angel train ; 
 For all wreaths of empire 
 
 Meet upon His brow, 
 And our hearts confess Him 
 
 King of glory now. 
 
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 C. M. NOEL. 
 
 1 Awake, and sing the song 
 
 Of Moses and the Lamb ; 
 Wake every heart and every tongue, 
 To praise the Saviour's name. 
 
 2 Sing of His dying love ; 
 
 Sing of His rising power ; 
 Sing how He intercedes above 
 For those whose sins He bore. 
 
 3 Sing on your heavenly way, 
 
 Ye ransomed sinners, sing ! 
 Sing on, rejoicing every day, 
 In Christ the eternal King. 
 
 4 Soon shall ye hear Him say, 
 
 " Ye blessed children, come," 
 Soon will He call you hence away, 
 And take His wanderers home. 
 
 5 There shall each raptured tongue 
 
 His endless praise proclaim, 
 And sing in sweeter notes the song 
 Of Moses and the Lamb. 
 
 s. M. 
 
 119 
 
 W. HAMMOND. 
 
THE LORD JESUS CHRIST: 
 
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 221 
 
 L. M. 
 
 1 Awake, my soul, to grateful Liys, 
 And sing thy great Kedeemer's pniisu ; 
 He justly claims a song from me : 
 His loving-kindness, O how free ! 
 
 2 He : :iw me ruined in the fall, 
 
 Yet loved me, notwithstanding all ; 
 He saved me fi-om my lost estate : 
 His loving- kindness, O how great ! 
 
 3 Though numerous hosts of mighty foes, 
 Though earth and hell my way oppose, 
 He safely leads my soul along : 
 
 His loving-kindness, how strong ! 
 
 4 When trouble, like a gloomy cloud. 
 Has gathered thick and thundered loud, 
 He near my soul has always stood : 
 His loving- kindness, how good ! 
 
 8. MEOLKY. 
 
 222 
 
 lis. 
 
 1 Come, Jesus, Redeemer, abide Thou with me ; 
 Come, gladden my spirit that waiteth for Thee ; 
 Thy smile every shadow shall chase from my heart, 
 And soothe every sorrow though keen be the smart. 
 
 2 Without Thee but weakness, with Thee I am strong ; 
 By day Thou shalt lead me, by night be my song ; 
 Though dangers suvround me, I still every fear, 
 Since Thou, the most mighty, my Helper, art near. 
 
 3 Thy love, O how faithful ! so tender, so pure ! 
 
 Thy promi. e, faith's anchor, how steadfast and sure ! 
 That love, like sweet sunshine, my cold heart can warm, 
 That promise make steady my soul in the storm. 
 
 4 Breathe, breathe on my spirit, oft ruffled. Thy peace : 
 From restless, vain wishes, bid Thou my heart cease j 
 In Thee all its longings henceforward shall end. 
 Till, glad, to Thy presence my soul shall ascend. 
 
 BAY PALMER. 
 
 223 
 
 C. M. 
 
 Come, let us join our cheerful songs 
 With angels round the throne ; 
 
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HIS PRAIf-E 
 
 L. M. 
 
 M. 
 
 Ten thousand thousand are their tongues, 
 But all their joys are one. 
 
 2 " Worthy the Lamb that died," they cry, 
 
 " To bo exalted thus : " 
 " Worthy the Ijainb," our lips reply, 
 " For He was slain for us." 
 
 3 Jesus is worthy to receive 
 
 Honour and power divine ; 
 And blessings, more than we can give, 
 13e, Lord, for ever Thine. 
 
 4 Let all that dwell above the sky. 
 
 And air, and earth, and seas. 
 Conspire to lift Thy glories high, 
 And speak Thy endless praise. 
 
 5 The whole cr.'ation join in one 
 
 To bless the sacred name 
 Of Ilim who sits upon the throne, 
 And to adore the Lamb. 
 
 I. WATTS. 
 
 224 
 
 C. SL 
 
 ' Come, ye that love the Saviour's name. 
 And joy to make it known. 
 The Sovereign of your hearts proclnim, 
 And bow before His throne. 
 
 2 When in His eartldy courts we view 
 
 The glories of our King, 
 We long to love as angels do. 
 And wish like them to sing. 
 
 3 And shall we long and wish in vain ? 
 
 Lord, teach our songs to lise : 
 Thy love can raise our humble strain. 
 And bid it reach the skies. 
 
 4 O happy period ! glorious day ! 
 
 When heaven and eai*th shall raise 
 With all their powers, their raptured lay, 
 To celebrate Thy praise. 
 
 A. STBBIA 
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 225 
 
 8.7. 
 
 
 1 Crown His head with endless blessing, 
 
 Who, in God the Father's name, 
 With compassion never ceasing, 
 Comes, salvation to proclaim. 
 
 2 Lo, Jehovah, we adore Thee, — 
 
 Thee, our Saviour, — Thee, our God ; 
 From Thy throne let beams of glory 
 Shine through all tlie world abroad. 
 
 3 Jesus, Thee our Saviour hailing. 
 
 Thee our God in praise we own ; 
 Highest honours, never failing, 
 Rise eternal round Thy throne. 
 
 4 Now, ye saints, His power confessing, 
 
 In your grateful strains adore ; 
 For His mercy, never ceasing, 
 Flows, and flows for evermore. 
 
 W. OOODE. 
 
 226 
 
 S. M. double. 
 Crown Him with many crowns. 
 
 The Lamb upon His throne ; 
 Hark ! how the heavenly anthem drowns 
 
 All music but its own ! 
 Awake, my soul, and sing 
 
 Of Him who died for thee ; 
 And hail Him as thy matchless King 
 
 Through all eternity. 
 
 Crown Him the Lord of love ! 
 
 Behold His hands and side. > 
 Those wounds, yet visible above, 
 
 In beauty glorified : 
 No angel in the sky 
 
 Can fully bear that sight, 
 But downward bends His wondering eye 
 
 At mysteries so bright. 
 
 Crown Him the Lord of Heaven ! 
 
 One with the Father known, — 
 And the blest Spirit through Him given 
 
 From yonder Triune throne ! 
 
 122 
 
HIS PRAISE. 
 
 8.7. 
 
 227 
 
 uble. 
 
 228 
 
 All hail, Redeemer, hail ! 
 
 For Thou hast died for me : 
 Thy praise aud glory shall not fail 
 
 Throughout eternity. 
 
 M. BRIPOK8. 
 
 8.7.4. 
 Glory, glory everlasting, 
 
 Be to Him who bore the cross, 
 Who redeemed our souls by tasting 
 Death, the death deserved by us : 
 
 Sound His glory, 
 While the soul with transport glows. 
 
 Jesus' love is love unbounded, 
 Without measure, without end ; 
 
 Human thought is here confounded ; 
 'Tis too vast to comprehend ; 
 
 Praise the Saviour ; 
 Magnify the sinner's Friend. 
 
 While we hear the wondrous story 
 Of the Saviour's cross and shame. 
 
 Sing we, " Everlasting glory 
 Be to God and to the Lamb ! " 
 
 Saints and angels, 
 Give ye glory to His name. 
 
 T. KELLT. 
 
 6.6.4.6.6.6.4. 
 
 Glory to God on high ! 
 
 Let heaven and earth reply, 
 " Praise ye His name ! " 
 Angels, His love adore 
 Who all our sorrows bore : 
 And saints, cry evermore, 
 "Worthy the Lamb!" 
 
 All they around the throne 
 Cheerfully join in one, 
 
 Praising His name : 
 We, who have felt His blood 
 Sealing our peace with God, 
 Sound His dear fame abroad, 
 
 " Worthy the Lamb ! " 
 123 
 
 
 
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THE LORD JESUS CHRIST*. 
 
 3 Join all the ransomed race, 
 Our Lord and God to bless ; 
 
 Praise ye His name ! 
 In Him we will rejoice, 
 Making a cheerful noise, 
 Shoutint^ with heart and voice, 
 
 "Worthy the Lamb!" 
 
 4 Though we must change our place, 
 Yet shall we never cease 
 
 Praising His name : 
 To Him we'll tribute bring ; 
 Hail Him our gracious King ; 
 And without ceasing sing, 
 
 "Worthy the Lamb!" 
 
 J. ALLEN. 
 
 229 8.7.8.7.7.7. 
 
 1 Hark ! ten thousand harps and voices 
 
 Sound the note of praise above ; 
 Jesus reigns, and heaven rejoices ; 
 
 Jesus reigns, the God of love ; 
 8ee, He sits on yonder throne ; 
 Jesus rules tlio world alone. 
 
 2 Jesus, hail ! whose glory brightens 
 
 All above, and gives it worth ; 
 Lord of life, Thy smile enlightens. 
 
 Cheers, and charms, Thy saints on earth : 
 When we think of love like Thine, 
 Lord, we own it love divine. 
 
 3 King of glory, reign for ever ; 
 
 Thine an everlasting crown : 
 Nothing from Thy love shall sever 
 
 Those whom Thou hast made Thine own ; 
 Happy objects of Thy grace, 
 Destined to behold Thy face. 
 
 4 SavioXir, hasten Thine appearing ; 
 
 Bring, bring the glorious day, 
 When, the awful summons hearing, 
 
 Heaven and earth shall pass away : 
 Then, with golden harps, we'll sing, 
 " Glory, glory to our King." 
 
 T. KELLY. 
 
 124 
 
HIS PRAISE. 
 
 230 
 
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 231 
 
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 M. 
 
 How great the wisdom, power, and grace, 
 
 Whicli in redemption sliine ! 
 Angels and men with joy confess 
 
 The work is all divine. 
 
 Myriads of spirits round the throne 
 
 Behold, with wondering eyes, 
 God's holy, undefiled One, 
 
 Once made a sacrifice. 
 
 In rapturous strains they celebrate 
 
 The mysteries of His love ; 
 Redemption does new joys create 
 
 Amongst the hosts above. 
 
 Beneath His feet they cast their crowns, 
 Tliose crowns which Jesus gave ; 
 
 And, with ten thousand thousand tongues, 
 Proclaim His power to save. 
 
 O let them still their voices raise, 
 
 And still their songs renew ; 
 Salvation well deserves the praise 
 
 Of men and angels too. 
 
 a BEDDOME. 
 
 C!. M. 
 
 1 How sweet the name of Jesus sounds 
 
 In a believer's ear ! 
 It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds, 
 And drives away his fear. 
 
 2 It makes the wounded spirit whole. 
 
 And calms the troubled breast ; 
 'Tis manna to the hungry soul, 
 And to the weary, rest. 
 
 3 Defir name ! the rock on which I build ; 
 
 My shield .and hiding place ; 
 My never-failing treasury, filled 
 With boundless stores of grace. 
 
 4 Jesus ! my Shepherd, Husband, Friend, 
 
 My Prophet, Priest, and King ; 
 My Lord, my Life, my Way, my End, 
 Accept the praise I bring. 
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THE LORD JESUS CHRIST! 
 
 5 Wenk is the effort of my liejirt, 
 
 And ('old my warmest thought; 
 But when 1 see Thee as Thou art, 
 I'll prniso Tlioe as I ought. 
 
 6 Till then I wouhl Thy love pi*oelaini 
 
 With every lleeting breath ; 
 And may the music of Thy namo 
 llefresh my soul in death ! 
 
 J. NEWTON. 
 
 232 
 
 7s. 
 
 1 Joyful bo the hours tot'ay ; 
 
 J oyf ul let the seasons be ; 
 "^iet us sing, for well we may : ' 
 Jesus ! wo will sing of Thee. 
 
 2 Should Thy people silent be. 
 
 Then the very stones would sing : 
 \Vlmt a debt we owe to Thee, 
 
 Thee our Saviour, Thee our King I 
 
 3 Joyful are we now to own, 
 
 Ilapture thrills us as we trace 
 All the deeds Tiiy love hath done, 
 All tho riches of Thy grace. 
 
 4 Tis Thy grace alone can save ; 
 
 Every blessing comes from Thee— 
 All w-e have, and hope to have, 
 All we are, and hope to be. 
 
 5 Thine the name to sinners dear ! 
 
 Thine the name all names before 1 
 Blessed here and everywhere ; 
 BlessM now and evermore ! 
 
 T. EELLT. 
 
 233 8.7.8.7.4.7. 
 
 I Look, ye saints ; — the sight is glorious ;— 
 See the Man of Sorrows now ; 
 From the fight returned victorious, 
 Every knee to Him shall bow : 
 Crow^n Him, crown Him ; 
 Crowns become the Victor's brow, 
 126 
 
HIS PRAISE. 
 
 •N. 
 
 7s. 
 
 2 Crown ilie Saviour, angels, crown lliin; 
 
 liicli ilie trophies tft'sus brin/LjH ; 
 In the scat of power enthrone llini, 
 While the heavenly comuivo rings : 
 
 Crown Iliin, crown Jlim, 
 Crown the Saviour King of kings. 
 
 3 Sinners in derision crowned Ilirn, 
 
 Mo(!king thus the Saviom-'s claim ; 
 Saints and angels crowd around Jlim, 
 Own His title, praise His name : 
 
 Crown Jlim, crown Him ; 
 Spread abroad the Victor's fame. 
 
 4 Hark ! those bursts of acclamation ! 
 
 Hark ! those loud triumphant chords ! 
 Jesus takes the highest station ; 
 O what joy the sight affords ! 
 Crown Him, crown Him, 
 Iving of kings, and Lord of lords. 
 
 T. K FILL v. 
 
 234 8.7. double. 
 
 1 Mighty God, while angels bless Tliee, 
 
 May a mortal lisp Thy name ? 
 Lord of men as well as angels. 
 
 Thou art every creature's theme : 
 Lord of every land and nation, 
 
 Ancient of eternal days, 
 Sounded through the wide creation 
 
 Be Thy just and lawful praise. 
 
 2 For t!ie grandeur of Tliy nature, — 
 
 Grand beyond a seraph's thought, — 
 For the wonders of creation, — 
 
 Works with skill and kindness wrought, — 
 For Thy providence, that governs 
 
 Through Thine empire's wide domain, 
 Wings an angel, guides a sparrow, — 
 
 Blessed be Thy gentle reign. 
 
 3 For Thy rich. Thy free redemption, — 
 
 Bright, though veiled in darkness long, — - 
 Tliought is poor, and poor expression ; 
 Who can sing that wondrous song ? 
 127 
 
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THE LORD JESUS CHRIST: 
 
 Uri^htness of the Father's glory, 
 Shall Tliy praise unuttered lie t 
 Break, my tongue, such guilt}' silence ; 
 
 Sing the Lord who came to die. 
 
 235 
 
 R. KOBINSON. 
 
 My Saviour, my almight)^ Friend, 
 When I begin Thy praise. 
 
 Where will the gi-owing numbers end, 
 The numbers of Thy grace ? 
 
 Thou art my everlasting trust, 
 
 Thy goodness I adore ; 
 And, since I knew Thy grace at first, 
 
 I sj)eak Thy glories more. 
 
 When I am filled with sore distress 
 
 For some surprising sin, 
 I'll plead Thy perfect righteousness, 
 
 And mention none but Thine. 
 
 How will my lips rejoice to tell 
 The victories of my King ! 
 
 My soul, redeemed from sin and hell, 
 Shall Thy salvation sing. 
 
 c. M. 
 
 I. WATTS. 
 
 236 
 
 I 
 
 Now be my heart inspired to sing 
 The glories of my Saviour King ; 
 He comes with blessings from above, 
 And wins the nations to His love. 
 
 Thy throne, O God, for ever stands ; 
 Grace is the sceptre in Thy hands : 
 Thy laws and works are just and right. 
 But truth aad mercy Thy delight. 
 
 Let endless honours crown Thy head ; 
 Jjet every age Thy praises spread ; 
 Let all the nations know Thy word. 
 And every tongue confess Thee Lord. 
 
 L. M. 
 
 237 
 
 I, WATTS. 
 
 1 Now begin the heavenly theme, 
 Sing aloud in Jesus' name ; 
 128 
 
 7s. 
 
HIS PRAISE. 
 
 iOBINsON. 
 
 C. M. 
 
 Ye who His salvation prove, 
 Triumph in redeeming love. 
 
 Ye who see the Father's giace 
 Beaming in the Saviour's face, 
 As to Canaiin on ye move, 
 Praise and bless redeeming love. 
 
 Mourning souls ! dry up your tears : 
 Banish all your guilty fears : 
 See your guilt and curse remove, 
 Cancelled by redeemir.g love. 
 
 Welcome, all by sin oppressed, 
 Welcome to the Saviour's breast ; 
 Nothing brought Him from above, 
 Nothing but redeeming love. 
 
 Hither, then, your music bring, 
 Strike aloud each tuneful strint' .• 
 Mortals ! join the host above, 
 Join to praise redeeming love 
 
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 L. M. 
 
 238 
 
 I 
 
 MADAN a COLLEeTION*. 
 
 C. M. 
 
 TTS. 
 
 7s. 
 
 O FOR a shout of sacred joy 
 
 To God, the sovereign King ! 
 Let every land their tongues employ. 
 
 And hymns of triumph sing. 
 
 2 Jesus, our God, ascends on high ; 
 
 His heavenly guards around 
 Attend Him rising through the sky, 
 With trumpets* joyful sound. 
 
 3 While angels shout, and praise their King, 
 
 Let mortals learn their strains ; 
 Let all the earth His honours sing ; 
 O'er all the earth He reigns. 
 
 4 Speak forth His praise with awe profound ; 
 
 Let knowledge guide the song ; 
 Nor mock Him with a solemn sound 
 Upon a thoughtless tongue. 
 
 f. ■ ■ 
 
 I. WATTS. 
 
 139 
 
THS LORD JESUS CHRIST! 
 
 239 
 
 S. M. 
 
 240 
 
 O Christ, what gracious woi*ds 
 
 Are ever, ever Tlnne 1 
 Thy voice is music to the soul, 
 
 And life, and peace divine. 
 
 Grace, everlasting grace. 
 
 Glad tidings, full of joy. 
 Flow from Thy lips, the lips of truth, 
 
 And flow without alloy. 
 
 The broken heart, the poor, 
 
 The bruised, the deaf, the blind. 
 
 The dumb, the dead, the captive wretch, 
 In Thee compassion find. 
 
 Lord Jesus, speed the day. 
 
 The pix)mised day of grace. 
 To all the poor, the dumb, the deaf. 
 
 The dead, of Adam's race. 
 
 One blissful anthem then 
 
 Around the earth shall roll, 
 And human nature shout Thy name, 
 
 The life of every soul. 
 
 ANON. 
 
 C. M 
 
 1 O 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 to proclaim, 
 To spread through all the earth abroad. 
 The honours of Thy name. 
 
 3 Jesus ! the name that calms our fears, 
 
 That bids our sorrows cease ; 
 'Tis music in the sinner's ears ; 
 'Tis life, and health, and peace. 
 
 4 He breaks the power of reigning sin ; 
 
 He sets the prisoner free ; 
 His blood can make the foulest clean ; 
 His blood availed for me. 
 
 C. WIHLKV. 
 
 130 
 
HIS PRAISE. 
 
 241 
 
 242 
 
 C. M. 
 
 1 O Jesus ! King raost wonderful, 
 
 Thou Conqueror renownod ; 
 Thou sweetness most ineffable, 
 In whom all joys are found ! 
 
 2 When once Thou visitest the heart, 
 
 Then truth begins to shine, 
 Then earthly vanities depart. 
 Then kindles love divine. 
 
 3 Jesus, Light of all below ! 
 
 Thou Fount of life and fire ! 
 Surpassing all the joys we know, 
 All that we can desire, — 
 
 4 May every heart confess Thy name, 
 
 And ever Thee adore ; 
 And, seeking Thee, itself inflame 
 To seek Thee more and more. 
 
 5 Thee may our tongues for ever bless : 
 
 Thee may we love alone ; 
 
 And ever in our life express 
 
 The image of Thine own. 
 
 BERNAKD OF CLAIRVAUX, tranS. E. CAbWALL. 
 
 7.6. double. 
 
 1 O Saviour, precious Saviour, 
 
 Whom yet unseen we love, 
 O Name of might and favour, 
 All other names above : 
 
 We worship Thee, we bless Thee, 
 
 To Thee alone we sing ; 
 We praise Thee, and confess Thee 
 Our holy Lord and King ! 
 
 2 O Bringer of salvation. 
 
 Who wondrously hast wrought, 
 Thyself the revelation 
 
 Of love beyond our thought : 
 We worship Thee, we bless Thee, 
 
 To Thee alone we sing ; 
 We praise Thee, and confess Thee 
 Our gracious Lord and King ! 
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THE LORD JE8IIS CIIKIST : 
 
 243 
 
 244 
 
 fn Tliee all fulneKS dwelleth, 
 
 All grace ami power divine ; 
 The glory that excelleth, 
 () Son of (lod, is Thine : 
 
 We worship Thee, we hless Thee, 
 
 To Thee alone we sing ; 
 We praise Thee, an<l confess Thee 
 Our glorious Lord and King ? 
 
 IT. 11. UAVKRUAL. 
 
 0. M. 
 
 Plunueo in a gulf of dark despair, 
 
 VV^e wretched sinners lay, 
 Without one cheerful heam of hope, 
 
 Or spark of glinnnering day. 
 
 2 With pitying eyes the Prince of grace 
 
 Helield our helpless grief ; 
 lie saw, and — O amazing love I — 
 He Hew to our relief. 
 
 3 Down from the shining seats above. 
 
 With joyful haste lie fled, 
 Entered the grave in mortal flesh, 
 And dwelt am'^ng the dead. 
 
 4 O for this love, "ocks and hills 
 
 Their lasting ..iciice break, 
 And all harmonious human tongues 
 The Saviour's praises speak. 
 
 5 Angels, assist our mighty joys ; 
 
 Strike all your harps of gold ; 
 But when you raise your highest notes, 
 His love can ne'er be told. 
 
 Saviour, blessed Saviour, 
 
 Listen whilst we sing ; 
 Hearts and voices raising 
 
 Praises to our King. 
 All we have we offer. 
 
 All we hope to be — 
 Body, soul, and spirit — 
 
 All we yield to Thee. 
 132 
 
 I. WATTS. 
 
 G.5. double. 
 
niS PRAISE. 
 
 245 
 
 Nonror, ovor noaror, 
 
 (.'lirist., wo <lraw to TIiop, 
 Deep in adoration, 
 
 ]Jen(lin^ low the knee ; 
 Tliou for our redemption 
 
 Cam'st on earth to die ; 
 Tliou, that WG might follow, 
 
 Hast gone up on high. 
 Clearer still and clearer 
 
 J)awns the light from heaven, 
 In our sadness hringing 
 
 News of sins forgiven ; 
 Life has lost its shadows, 
 
 Pure the light within ; 
 Thou hast shed Iliy radiance 
 
 On a world of sin. 
 Onward, ever onward, 
 
 Journeying o'er the road 
 Worn by saints before us, 
 
 Journeying on to God ; 
 Leaving all behind us. 
 
 May we hasten on, 
 Backward never lookinjr 
 
 Till the prize is won. 
 
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 (I. THRINO. 
 
 V. AL 
 
 1 There is a name I love to hear, 
 
 I love to speak its worth ; 
 Tt sounds like music in mine ear, 
 Tlie sweetest name on earth. 
 
 2 It tells me of a Saviour's love, 
 
 Who died to set me free ; 
 It tells me of His precious blood, 
 The sinner's perfect plea. 
 
 3 Jesus, the name I love so well, 
 
 The name I love to hear ; 
 No saint on earth its worth can tell, 
 No heart conceive how dear. 
 
 4 This name shall shed its fragrance still 
 
 Along this thorny road ; 
 Shall sweetly smooth the rugged hill 
 That leads me up to God. j.. wHiTFiEitt 
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THE LORD JESUS CHRIST! 
 
 246 
 
 
 C. M. 
 
 1 The Saviour ! what endless charms 
 
 Dwell in the blissful sound ! 
 Its influence every fear disarms, 
 And spreads sweet comfort round. 
 
 2 The almighty Former of the skies 
 
 Stooped to our vile abode ; 
 While angels viewed with wondering eyes 
 And hailed the incarnate God. 
 
 3 the rich depths of love divine ! 
 
 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 1 
 
 A. STEELE. 
 
 iii 
 
 247 
 
 C. M. 
 
 1 Thou dear Redeemer, dying Lamb ! 
 
 We love to hear of Thee ; 
 No music's like Thy charming name, 
 Nor half so sweet can be. 
 
 2 O may we ever hear Thy voice 
 
 In mercy to us speak ! 
 And in our priest we will rejoice, 
 Thou great Melchizedek. 
 
 3 Our Jesus shall be still our theme, 
 
 While in this world we stav ; 
 We'll sing our Jesus' lovely name 
 When all things else decay. 
 
 4 When we appear in yonder cloud. 
 
 With all the ransomed throng. 
 Then will we sing more sweet, more loud, 
 And Christ shall be our song. 
 
 J. CKNNICK. 
 
 134 
 
HIS PRAISE. 
 
 :. M. 
 
 248 
 
 BS 
 
 SLB. 
 
 M. 
 
 249 
 
 C. M. 
 To our Hedeemer's glorious name 
 
 Awake the sacred song ; 
 O may His love, immortal flame, 
 
 Tune every heart and tongue ! 
 
 His love, what mortal thought can reach ? 
 
 What mortal tongue display ? 
 Imagination's utmost stretch 
 
 In wonder dies away. 
 
 Dear Lord, while we adoring pay 
 
 Our humble thanks to Thee ; 
 May every heart with rapture say. 
 
 The Saviour died for me. 
 
 O may the sweet, the blissful themo 
 Move every heart and tongue ; 
 
 Till strangers love Thy charming name, 
 And join the sacred song ! 
 
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 '■'M 
 
 A. STKBLK. 
 
 We sing the praise of Him who died, 
 Of Him who died upon the cross ; 
 The sinner's hop« let men deride. 
 For this we count the world but loss. 
 
 Inscribed upon the cross we see, 
 In shining letters, " God is Love ; " 
 He bears our sins upon the tree, 
 He brings us mercy from above. 
 
 The cros3 ! it takes our guilt away ; 
 It holds the fainting spirit up ; 
 It cheers with hope the gloomy day, 
 And sweetens every bitter cup. 
 
 It makes the coward spirit brave, 
 And nerves the feeble arm for light ; 
 It takes its terror from the grave, 
 And gilds the bed of death with light. 
 
 Tt.e balm of life, the cure of woe, 
 The measure and the pledge of love. 
 The sinner's refuge here below, 
 llie angels' theme in heaven above. 
 
 L. M. 
 
 T. niLT. 
 
 135 
 
THE LORD JESUS CHRIST: HIS PRAISE. 
 
 250 
 
 L. M. 
 
 1 Ye mortals, come, adore the Ix)rd ! 
 Let all mankind His fame record ; 
 Awake, arise, to Him draw near ; 
 Believe, and serve the Lord with fear. 
 
 2 Behold the Lamb of God ! Adore ! 
 He bled for us — our guilt He bore ; 
 For us He bowed His head and died ; 
 For us He rose — was glorified. 
 
 3 Come, haste to Him, for refuge flee ! 
 Make Jesus' name your only plea ; 
 In Him rejoice — on Him recline ; 
 And in His glory ever shine. 
 
 4 Then, come, adore the God of grace ! 
 'Tis bliss supreme to see His face ; 
 From woe redeemed, with joyful lays, 
 For ever we shall shout His praise. 
 
 W. S. M'KENZIB. 
 
 251 
 
 I 
 
 10.10.11.11. 
 Ye servants of God, your Master proclaim, 
 And publish abroad His wonderful name ; 
 The name all-victorious of Jesus extol ; 
 His kingdom is glorious, He rules over all. 
 
 2 God ruleth on high, almighty to save ; 
 
 And still He is nigh — His presence we have ; 
 The great congregation His triumph shall sing, 
 Ascribing salvation to Jesus our King. 
 
 3 Salvation to God, who sits on the throne, 
 Let all cry aloud and honour the Son ; 
 The praises of Jesus the angels proclaim, 
 
 Fall down on their faces and worship the Lamb. 
 
 4 Then let us adore and give Him his right, 
 All glory and power, and wisdom and might ; 
 All honour and blessing, with angels above. 
 And thanks never ceasing, and infinite love. 
 
 O. WESIBT. 
 
 136 
 
SE. 
 
 THE HOLY SPIRIT. 
 
 L. M. 
 
 252 
 
 THE HOLY SPIRIT. 
 
 S. M. 
 
 IB. 
 1.11. 
 
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 253 
 
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 Come, Holy Spirit, come ; 
 
 Let Thy bright beams arise ; 
 Dispel all sorrow from our minds, 
 
 All darkness from our eyes. 
 
 Convince us of our sin ; 
 
 Then lead to Jesus' blood : 
 And to our wondering view reveal 
 
 The secret love of God. 
 
 Revive our drooping faith : 
 
 Our doubts and fears remove ; 
 And kindle in our breasts the flame 
 
 Of never-dying love. 
 
 'Tis Tliine to cleanse the heai-t. 
 
 To sanctify the soul. 
 To pour fresh life through every part, 
 
 And new create the whole. 
 
 Dwell therefore in our hearts, 
 Our minds from bondage free ; 
 
 Then we shall know and praise and love 
 The Father, Son, and Thee. 
 
 J. HART. 
 
 6.6.4.6.6.6.4. 
 
 1 Come, Holy Ghost, in love, 
 Shed on us from above 
 
 Tliine own bright ray : 
 Divinely good Thou art. 
 Thy sacred gifts impart 
 To gladden each sad heart ; 
 
 O come to-day ! 
 
 2 Come, tenderest Friend, and best. 
 Our most delightful Guest, 
 
 With soothing power ; 
 Rest which the weary know, 
 Shade mid the noontide-glow, 
 Peace when deep griefs o'erflow ; 
 
 Cheer us this hour ! 
 137 
 
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THE HOLTT SPIRFl'. 
 
 254 
 
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 3 Come, Light serene and still, 
 Our inmost bosoms fill ; 
 
 Dwell in each breast ; 
 We know no dawn but Thine ; 
 Send forth Thy beams divine, 
 On our dark souls to shine, 
 And make us blest. 
 
 4 Come, all the faithful bless ! 
 Let all who Christ confess 
 
 His praise employ ; 
 Give virtue's rich reward. 
 Victorious death accord, 
 And with our glorious Lord 
 
 Eternal joy ! 
 
 KINO ROBERT II. OF FRANCE, tranS. RAY PALMER. 
 
 L. M. 
 Come, gracious Spirit, heavenly Dove, 
 With light and comfort from above ; 
 Be Thou our Guardian, Thou our Guide, 
 O'er every thought and step preside. 
 
 The light of truth to us display. 
 
 And make us know and choose Thy way ; 
 
 Plant holy fear in every heart. 
 
 That we from God may ne'er depart. 
 
 Lead us to holiness, the road 
 That we must take to dwell with God ; 
 Lead us to Christ, the living way. 
 Nor let us from His pastures stray. 
 
 Lead us to God, our final rest, 
 In His enjoyment to be blest ; 
 Lead us to heaven, that we may share 
 Fulness of joy for ever there. 
 
 8. BROWNE. 
 
 255 
 
 Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove, 
 With all Thy quickening powers. 
 
 Come, shed abroad a Saviour's love 
 In these cold heaHs of ours. 
 138 
 
 C. M. 
 
 I ■. 
 
THE HOLY SPIRIT. 
 
 ALMER. 
 L. M. 
 
 256 
 
 'f 
 
 2 Look ! how we grovel here below, 
 
 Fond of these trifling toys ! 
 Our souls can neither fly nor go, 
 To reach eternal joys. 
 
 3 In vain we tune our formal songs j 
 
 In vain we strive to rise ; 
 Hosannas languish on our tongues. 
 And our devotion dies. 
 
 4 Dear Lord, and shall we ever live 
 
 At this poor, dying rate — 
 Our love so faint, so cold to Thee, 
 And Thine to us so great ? 
 
 5 Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove, 
 
 With all Thy quickening powei*s. 
 Come, shed abroad a Saviour's love, 
 And that shall kindle our.s. 
 
 T, WATTS. 
 
 L. M. 
 
 Eternal Spirit, we confess 
 And sing the wonders of Thy grace ; 
 Thy power conveys o'^r blessings down 
 From God the Fathei*, and the Son. 
 
 Enlightened by Thine heavenly ray, 
 Our shades and darkness turn to day ; 
 Thine inward teachings make us know 
 Our danger and our i-efuge too. 
 
 Thy power and glory work within. 
 And break the chains of reigning sin ; 
 Our wild, imperious lusts subdue, 
 And form our wretched hearts anew. 
 
 The troubled conscience knows Thy voice ; 
 Thy cheering words awake our joys ; 
 TTiy words allay the stormy wind. 
 And calm the surges of the mind. 
 
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 257 
 
 m 
 
 
 I. WATTS. 
 
 Come, Spirit of the Lord ! 
 
 Teacher and Heavenly Guide ! 
 Be it according to Thy word : 
 
 In my poor heart reside. 
 139 
 
 s. M. 
 
1 KlltiM', O lliviv ttliiwl. I 
 
 268 
 
 
 259 
 
 I 
 
 Vvvm 
 
 lo (I 
 
 im H«Mi 
 
 lof 
 
 tniitn 
 
 In »«»» n»ni>w Thy Poniocusf ; 
 ICovonl Thy powor divino. 
 
 ^^ MnliO il my lnglu»H(. Miss 
 Thv l)lnsst'«l fruit lo Itoiir, 
 Thy joy. hwo. uniu'o. timl ^onMonnRS, 
 (Joo^lnoHH tnul fnith (t» Hhino. 
 
 4 Lot, nyo in (h'opost f(»in' 
 
 Tl»y holinoRR to /^riovo. 
 \V«I)< in tho Spirit, ovon hcM-o, 
 \\\y\ in tlio S)»irit liv(». 
 
 5 Now lot mo livo in Thoo, 
 
 My innor lifo of lovo ; 
 So host shnll I |>it»parin^ ho 
 Kor povfoot lifo nhovo. 
 
 u nAtrnoN. 
 
 M. 
 
 1 (iH \i loi s Spirit ! Tiovo «livino ! 
 li<»t Thy liglit within ino shino ; 
 AH n»v ijniltA' foars ronu>vo : 
 Kill n\o with Thv hoMVonlv lovo. 
 
 2 Spos»k Thy psmlonin^ ^rnoo to u>o : 
 S(»t tho hnnlono«l .sinnor froo ; 
 1.0!hl mo to tho lijunl) of (Jotl ; 
 Wash mo in His pnvious Mood. 
 
 3 l.ifo an«l |h\'>oo (o n»o intp.-irt ; 
 St\'»l .salvation on my hoart : 
 Owoll Thysolf within my hivnst, 
 Karnost of immort^id ivst. 
 
 4 liet mo novor f»\>m Thoo stray ; 
 Ktvp me in tho narivkw way ; 
 Pill my soul with joy divino ; 
 Koop mo. liOixl,for ever Thine. 
 
 J. STOt'KKR. 
 
 7a. lines. 
 GRAOiors Spirit, dwell with me ! 
 I myself would gi'acious be ; 
 And with woiiis that help and heal, 
 Would 'lliy life in mine reveal ; 
 140 
 
THK IIULY Hriiiir 
 
 ^HH. 
 
 (ON. 
 
 H 
 
 Ami ^viMi iM'lioim liold nnd iiicnk, 
 WoiiM I'oi' CliiJHf, my Hnvirmr Kpwnk. 
 
 2 'i'nilliriil Hpii-it., (Ucll u idi mn ! 
 I mvH«'lf woiilfl liiMlifiil ln' ; 
 An«l with wiHilom kimi iirid clniir, 
 li«'|p 'I'liy lif<» ill minn iii»|i»'Mr ; 
 Ami nilli nrliiniH IhhIImm ly, 
 Hjirnk my liord'H Himoiily. 
 
 3 'IV'mli'i' H|ii»il., duull willi mn ! 
 I iiiyHoir \v(Mil(l UmmIit Ij«» ; 
 Hiiiil. my liPMti up liko <i. Iltmor, 
 til if>iii|>lMliotrH dorkMimn lioiir; 
 UjMMi it ulifii RJiiiinH (ItM nun, 
 And liiH l<»vo l»y rni^nmro own. 
 
 /| Holy H)»irir, dwoll vviMi mo! 
 I iiiyHoll' would holy Im ; 
 H<'|»ni'Mlo from Kin, I would 
 ( 'liooHo Mild cIioiIhIi nil Miint^K ^ood ; 
 
 And, whiiioviT I vim l»o, 
 
 CHvo to 11 iiii wliu 
 
 gavo 
 
 mo 
 
 '11 
 
 ICC. 
 
 't. r f-VN< H, 
 
 260 
 
 ItKR. 
 
 lines. 
 
 1 lloLV (liioHT, with li^htdivirifl, 
 Shino upon thin hoiirt of mint?; 
 
 ( "liuHO ilio HhadoH of night nwny ; 
 Turn tho darkncHH into day. 
 
 2 Holy niioHt, with powor tlivino, 
 (y'loanKO thiH guilty lioart f)f mine : 
 Tx)ng liaH Hin, without control, 
 ]lold dominion o'or my houI. 
 
 3 Ifoly UhoRt, with joy divine, 
 Cheer thiH Maddened heart of mine ; 
 Bid my many woes depart ; 
 
 Heal my wounded, bleeding heai-t. 
 
 4 Holy Spirit, all divine, 
 
 Dwell within this heart of mine ; 
 Cast down every idol throne ; 
 Keign supreme, and reign alone. 
 
 141 
 
 78. 
 
 A. XXSBk 
 
THE HOLY SPIRIT. 
 
 1 
 
 261 
 
 262 
 
 7.7.7.5. 
 Holy Ghost, the Infinite I 
 Shine upon our nature's night 
 With Thy blessed inward light, 
 Comforter Divine ! 
 
 We are sinful : cleanse us, Lord ; 
 We are faint : Thy strength afford ; 
 Lost, — until by Thee restored, 
 Comforter Divine ! 
 
 Like the dew, Thy peace distil ; 
 Guide, subdue our waywai'd will, 
 Things of Christ unfolding still, 
 
 Comforter Divine ! 
 In us, for us, intercede, 
 And, with voiceless gi-oanings, plead 
 Our unutterable need, 
 
 Comforter Divine ! 
 
 In us " Abba, Father," cry, — 
 Earnest of our bliss on high. 
 Seal of immortality, — 
 Comforter Divine ! 
 
 a. KA'VSON. 
 
 8.7. 
 
 HofiY Source of consolation, 
 
 Light and life Thy grace imparts ; 
 Visit us in Thy compassion ; 
 
 Guide our minds, and fill our hearts. 
 Heavenly blessings, withoT't measure, 
 
 Thou canst bring us from above ; 
 Lord, we ask that heavenly treasure, 
 
 Wisdom, holiness, and love. 
 Dw«?ll within us, blessed Spirit ; 
 
 Where Thou dwell'st no ill can come ; 
 Bless us now, through Jesus' merit ; 
 
 Reign in every heart and home. 
 Saviour, lead us to adore Thee, 
 
 While Thou dost prolong our days ; 
 Then, with angel hosts before Thee, 
 
 May we worship, love, and praise. 
 
 NOEL'S OOLLBCnON. 
 
THE HOLY SPIRIT. 
 
 7.7.7.5. 
 
 263 
 
 ?d ; 
 
 id 
 
 264 
 
 8.7. 
 
 SON. 
 
 7t. 
 
 1 Holy Spirit, from on high, 
 Bend on us a pitying eye ; 
 Animate the drooping heart, 
 Bid the power of sin depart. 
 
 2 Light up every dark recess 
 Of our heart's ungodliness ; 
 Show us every devious way 
 Where our steps have gone astray. 
 
 3 Teach us with repentant grief 
 Humbly to implore relief : 
 Then the Saviour's blood reveal, 
 All our deep disease to heaL 
 
 4 May we daily grow in grace. 
 And pursue the heavenly race, 
 Trained in wisdom, led by love, 
 Till we reach our rest above. 
 
 W. H. BATBUAST. 
 H. M. 
 
 O Thou that hearest prayer ! 
 
 Attend our humble cry ; 
 And let Thy savants share 
 
 Thy blessing from on high : 
 We plead the promise of lliy word, 
 Grant us Thy Holy Spirit, Lord ! 
 
 If earthly parents hear 
 
 Their children when they cry ; 
 
 If they, with love sincere, 
 
 Tlieir children's wants supply ; 
 
 Much more wilt Thou Thy love display, 
 
 And answer when Thy children pray. 
 
 Our heavenly Father, Thou, — 
 We — children of Thy grace, — 
 
 let Thy Spirit now 
 
 Descend and fill the place ; 
 
 That all may feel the heavenly flame, 
 
 And all unite to praise Thy name. 
 
 J. KUMtOm. 
 
 143 
 
 ;fl. 
 
 
THE HOLY SPIRIT. 
 
 i 
 
 \ 
 
 I 
 
 265 c. M. 
 
 1 Not all the oiitwiinl forms on narth, 
 
 Nor ritps that (jI(mI has ^iveii, 
 Nor will of man, nor hlooil, nor birth, 
 (,*an raise a soul to heaven. 
 
 2 The sovoi-oign will of God alone 
 
 Creates us heirs of grace, 
 Born in the image of His Son, 
 A now, peculiar riu'o. 
 
 3 The Spirit, like some heavenly wind, 
 
 Breathes on the sons of llesh, 
 Creates anew the carnal mind, 
 And forms the man afresh. 
 
 4 Our quickened souls awake nnd rise 
 
 From their long sleep of deatii ; 
 On heavenly things wo Hx our eyes. 
 
 And praise om[)loys our breatii. , watts. 
 
 266 8.0.8.1. 
 
 1 Ouii bleat Redeemer, ere TTo breathed 
 
 His tender, last farewell, 
 A (tuide, a Comforter, bequeathed 
 With us to dwell. 
 
 2 He came sweet influence to impart, 
 
 A gracious, willing guest. 
 While He can find one humble heart 
 W^hei-ein to rest. 
 
 3 He breathes that gentle voice we hear, 
 
 Soft as the breeze of even. 
 That checks each faidt, that calms each fear, 
 And speaks of heaven. 
 
 4 Spirit of purity and grace, 
 
 Our weakness, pitying, see ; 
 O make our hearts Thy dwelling-place. 
 And worthier Thee. 
 
 267 
 
 U. AUB£R, 
 
 L. M. 
 
 Stay, Thou insulted Spirit, stay, 
 Though I have done Thee such despite; 
 Cast not a sinner quite away. 
 Nor take Thine everlasting flight. 
 144 
 
THE HOLY SPIRIT. 
 
 th, 
 irtlt, 
 
 C. M. 
 
 ul, 
 
 Tlioii^h r have inoHt unfaithful heen 
 Of all who e'er Thy grace received, — 
 
 Ten thouHand times Thy f(r)odnesH seen, 
 
 Ten thousand tiineH 'Phy goodnoHs grieved ;« 
 
 Yet, O the cliief of Hinnera spare, 
 In honour of my great High Priest; 
 
 Nor, in Tliy righteous anger, swear 
 1 shall not see Thy people's rest. 
 
 My weary soul, O (Jod, reloaso ; 
 
 Uphold me with Thy gracious hand ; 
 guide me into perfect i)eace, 
 
 And bring me to the promised land. 
 
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 I. WATTS. 
 
 8.0.8.1. 
 
 268 
 
 i fear, 
 
 .. M. 
 
 269 
 
 C. W EH I, BY 
 
 lu M. 
 
 Spirit of Truth ! who makost briffht 
 
 All souls that long for heaveidy light, 
 Appear, and on my darkness shine ; 
 Descend, and be my (Juide divine. 
 
 2 Spirit of Power ! who.se might doth dwell 
 Full in the souls Thou lovest well. 
 
 Unto this fainting heart draw near, 
 And be my daily Quickener. 
 
 3 Spirit of Joy ! who makest glad 
 Each broken heart by sin made sad, 
 Pour on this mourning soul Thy cheer ; 
 (rive me to bless my Comforter. 
 
 4 O tender Spirit ! who dost mourn 
 Whene'er from Thee Thy people turn, 
 CUve me each day to grieve Tliee less, — 
 Enjoy my fuller faithfulness : 
 
 5 Till Thou shalt make me meet to bear 
 The sweetness of heaven's holy air. 
 The light wherein no darkness is, 
 The eternal, overflowing bliss I 
 
 
 
 T. a. OILL. 
 
 'Tis God the Spirit leads 
 In paths before unknown ; 
 
 The work to be performed is ours. 
 The strength is all His own. 
 MS 
 
 S. M. 
 
THE SCRimmES. 
 
 Supported by His grace 
 
 We still pursue our way ; 
 And ho{)e at lost to I'each the prize, 
 
 Hecure in endless day 
 
 Tis He that works to will, 
 
 Tis lie thnt works to do • 
 His is the power by which we act, 
 
 His be the glory too. 
 
 J. MOIfTOOMERV. 
 
 270 
 
 : I 
 
 C. M. 
 
 Why should the children of a King 
 Go mourning all their days ? 
 
 Great Comforter, descend, and bring 
 Some tokens of Thy gnice. 
 
 Dost Thou not dwell in all Tliy saints, 
 And seal them heirs of heaven ? 
 
 When wilt Thou banish my complaints, 
 And show my sins forgiven ? 
 
 Assuit) my conscience of her part 
 
 In my Redeemer's blood, 
 And bear Thy witness, with my heart, 
 
 That 1 am bom of God, 
 
 Thou art the earnest of His love, 
 Tlie pledge of joys to come ; 
 
 And Thy soft wings, celestial Dove, 
 Will safely bear me home. 
 
 J MONTUOMERV 
 
 271 
 
 THE SCRIPTURES. 
 
 Father of mercies, in Thy word 
 What endless glory shines 1 
 
 For ever be Thy name adored, 
 For these celestial lines. 
 
 'Tis here the tree of knowledge gix)ws. 
 
 And yields a free repast ; 
 Here purer sweets than nature knows 
 
 Invite the longing taste. 
 146 
 
 C M 
 
TIIK SCRIPTURES. 
 
 ». 
 
 OMBRV. 
 
 C. M. 
 
 272 
 
 ts, 
 
 t, 
 
 lOMERV 
 
 C M 
 
 273 
 
 3 TiH here the Suvionr's wt^lcotnc voice 
 
 Hm-ejulH heavenly imnca ait)iiiul, 
 Arm life, and everhiMtin^' py^i 
 Attend the bliHsful Kound. 
 
 4 O may these heavenly pages bo 
 
 My ever-dear delight ; 
 And Ktill new beautien may I see, 
 And still increasing light. 
 
 5 Divine Instructor, gracious lx)id, 
 
 lie Thou for e\'er near ; 
 Tejich me to love Tliv sficred woid. 
 And view my Saviour here. 
 
 A. HTEELR, 
 
 L. M. 
 (fOD, in the gospel of ITis 8on, 
 Makes His eternal counsels known : 
 Here love in all its glory shines. 
 And truth is drawn in fairest lines. 
 
 Here sinners, of an humble frame, 
 May taste His gi-ace, and learn His name ; 
 May i-ead, in charactei's of blood, 
 llie wisdom, power, and grace of God. 
 
 Here faith reveals to mortal eyes 
 A brighter woi'ld beyond the skies ; 
 Here shines the light which guides our way 
 From earth to realms of endless day. 
 
 O grant us grace, almighty Lord, 
 To rejid and mark Tliy holy word, 
 Its truths with meekness to receive. 
 And by its holy precepts live. 
 
 B. BEDDOME. 
 
 C. M. 
 How precious is the book divine. 
 
 By inspiration given ! 
 Bright as a lamp its doctrines shine, 
 
 To guide our souls to heaven. 
 
 O'er all the strait and narrow way 
 
 Its radiant beams ai'e cast ; 
 A light whose never weary ray 
 
 Grows brightest at the last. 
 147 
 
 !i^ 
 
 
THE SCRIFTURES. 
 
 274 
 
 3 It sweetly cheers our drooping hearts, 
 
 In this dark vale of tears ; 
 Life, light, and joy it still imparts, 
 And quells our rising fears. 
 
 4 This lamp, through all the tedious night 
 
 Of life, shall guide our way, 
 Till we behold the clearer light 
 Of an eternal day. 
 
 J FAWCETT. 
 
 (;. IVl 
 
 1 How shall the young secure their hearts, 
 
 And guard their lives from sin ? 
 Thy word the choicest rules imparts 
 To keep the conscience clean. 
 
 2 *Tis, like the sun, a heavenly light, 
 
 That guides us all the day, 
 And, through the dangers of the night, 
 A lamp to lead our way. 
 
 3 Thy precepts make us truly wise ; 
 
 \Ve hate the sinner's road ; 
 We hate our own vain thoughts that rise, 
 But love Thy law, O God. 
 
 4 Thy woi*d is everlasting truth : 
 
 How pure is every page ! 
 That holy book shall guide our youth, 
 And well support our age. 
 
 275 
 
 I, WATTS. 
 
 L. 
 
 1 Let everlasting glories crown 
 
 Thy head, my Saviour and my Ijord ; 
 Thy hands have brought salvation down 
 And stored the blessings in Thy wortl. 
 
 2 In vain the trembling conscience seeks 
 Some solid gi-ound to rest upon , 
 With long despair the spirit breaks, 
 Till we apply to Christ alone. 
 
 3 How well Thy blessed truths agree ! 
 How wise and holy Thy commands ! 
 Tliy pi-omises, how firm they be ! 
 
 How firm our hope and comfoit stands ! 
 148 
 
 M. 
 
THE SCRIPTURES. 
 
 ht 
 
 276 
 
 T. 
 
 ts, 
 
 M. 
 
 Should all the forms that men devise 
 AssauH my faith with treacherous art, 
 I'd call them vanity and lies, 
 And bind the gospel to my heart. 
 
 I. WATTS. 
 
 c. M. 
 
 1 Lamp of our feet, wlierebv we trace 
 
 Our path when wont to stray ; 
 Stream from the fount of heavenly grace, 
 Brook by the traveller's way : — 
 
 2 Bread of our souls, whereon we feed, 
 
 True manna from on high ; 
 Our guide and chart, wherein we read 
 Of realms beyond the sky. 
 
 3 Pillar of fire through watches dark, 
 
 And radiant cloud by day ; 
 When waves would whelm our to.ssing bark, 
 Our anchor and our stay. 
 
 4 Word of the everlasting God, 
 
 Will of llis glorious Son, 
 Without Tliee liow eouhl earth be tro<l, 
 Or heaven itself be won ? 
 
 5 Loi'd, grant us all aright to learn 
 
 The wisdom it imparts ; 
 And to its heavenly teaching turn 
 With simple, child -like hearts ! 
 
 B. BARTON 
 (\ M. 
 
 Lord, I have made Tliy word my choice. 
 
 My lasting heritage : 
 There .shall my noblest powers rejoice, 
 
 My warmest thoughts engage. 
 
 I'll read tlie histories of Thy love, 
 
 And keep Thy laws in sight ; 
 While through the promises I rove 
 
 With ever fresh delight. 
 
 Ti« a broad land of wealth unknown. 
 
 Where springs of life arise, 
 Seeds of immortal bliss are sown. 
 
 And hid«'en glory lie.s. 
 149 
 
 277 
 
 \ 
 
THE SCRIPTURES. 
 
 ■tii 
 
 The best relief that mournora have, 
 It makes their sorrows blest ; 
 
 And bids them look beyond the grave. 
 To an eternal rest ! 
 
 278 
 
 279 
 
 I. WAT^S. 
 
 a M. 
 
 O HOW 1 love Thy holy law ! 
 
 •Tis daily my delight ; 
 And thence my meditations draw 
 
 Divine advice by night. 
 
 My waking eyes prevent the day, 
 
 To meditate Thy word ; 
 My soul with longing melts away, 
 
 To hear Tliy gospel, Lord. 
 
 Tliy heavenly words my heart engage, 
 And well employ my tongue. 
 
 And, through my weary pilgrimage. 
 Yield me a heavenly song. 
 
 When nature sinks, and spirits droop, 
 
 Tliy promises of grace 
 Are pillars to support my hope. 
 
 And there I write Thy praise. 
 
 I. WATTS. 
 
 7.6. double. 
 
 O WORD of God incarnate, 
 
 O Wisdom from on high, 
 O Truth unchanged, unchanging, 
 
 Light of our dark sky ! 
 We praise Tliee for tlie radiance 
 
 Tliat from the hallowed page, 
 A lantern to our footsteps, 
 
 Shines on from age to ag». 
 
 Tlie Chui-ch from her dear Master 
 
 Received the gift divine, 
 And still that light she lifteth 
 
 Oer all the earth to shine. 
 It is the golden casket 
 
 Where gems of truth are stored, 
 It is the heaven-drawn picture 
 
 Of Christ, the living Word. 
 150 
 
THE SCRIPTURES. 
 
 3 
 
 O mako Thy Church, dear Saviour, 
 
 A lamp of burnished gold, 
 To bear before the nations 
 
 Thy true light as of old ; 
 O teach Thy wandering pilgrims 
 
 By this their path to trace, 
 Till, clouds and darkness ended, 
 
 They see Thee face to face. 
 
 W. W. BOW. 
 
 280 
 
 1 The heavens declare Thy glory, Lord ; 
 In every star Thy wisdom shines ; 
 But when our eyes behold Thy word, 
 We read Thy name in fairer lines. 
 
 2 The rolling sun, the changing light, 
 And nights, and days Thy power confess ; 
 But that blest volume Tliou hast writ 
 Reveals Thy justice and Thy grace. 
 
 3 Great Sun of Righteousness^ arise j 
 
 O bless the world with heavenly light ; 
 
 Thy gospel makes the simple wise ; 
 
 Thy laws are pure. Thy judgments right. 
 
 4 Thy noblest wonders here we view, 
 In souls renewed and sins forgiven ; 
 Lord, cleanse my sins, my soul renew, 
 And mako Thy word my guide to heaven, 
 
 L. M. 
 
 r. WATTS. 
 
 281 
 
 Thou only source of true delight, 
 
 Whom I unseen adore ; 
 Unveil thy beauties to my sight, 
 
 That 1 may love Thee more. 
 
 'I'hy glory o'er creation shines. 
 
 But in Thy sacred word 
 I read in fairer, brighter lines, 
 
 My bleeding, dying Lord. 
 
 'Tis here, whene'er my comforts droop, 
 And sins and sorrows rise. 
 
 Thy love with cheerful beams of hope 
 My fainting heart supplies, 
 »5i 
 
 C. M. 
 
SALVATION : 
 
 4 Jesus, my Lord, my life, my light ! 
 
 come with blissful ray ! 
 Bi'eak radiant through the shades of night, 
 And chase my |ears away. 
 
 5 Then shall my soul with rapture trace 
 
 The wonders of Thy love ; 
 But the full glories of Thy face 
 Are only known above. 
 
 282 
 
 A. flTBELB. 
 
 C M. 
 
 What glory gilds the sacred page 
 
 Majestic, like the sun, 
 It gives a light to every age ; 
 
 It gives, biit bo^ws none. 
 
 The power that gslVe it still supplies 
 The gracious light and heat : 
 
 Its truths upon the nations rise ; 
 They rise, bttt never set. 
 
 Let e\erlasting thanks be Thine 
 For such a bright display 
 
 As makes a world of darkness shine 
 With beams of heavenly day. 
 
 My soul rejoices to pursue 
 
 The steps of Him I love, 
 Till glory breaks upon my view 
 
 In brighter worlds above. 
 
 W C0WPE7 
 
 SALVATION: MAN'S LOST STATE. 
 
 283 s. M 
 
 1 Ah, how shall fallen man 
 
 Be just before his God ! 
 If Ho contend in righteousness, 
 We fall beneath His rod. 
 
 2 If He our ways should mark 
 
 With strict, inquiring eyes, 
 Could we for one of thousand faults 
 A just excuse devise ? 
 152 
 
MAN'S LOST STATE. 
 
 3 All-seeing, powerful God, 
 
 Who can with Thee contend ? 
 Or who that tries th' unequal strife 
 Shall prosper in the end ? 
 
 4 The mountains, in Thy wrath, 
 
 Tlieir ancient seats forsake ; 
 The trembling earth deserts her place ; 
 Her rooted pillars shake. 
 
 5 Ah, how shall guilty man 
 
 Contend with such a God ? 
 None, none can meet Him, and escape. 
 
 284 
 
 285 
 
 But through the Saviour's blood. 
 
 I. WATTS 
 
 C. p. M 
 
 Awaked by Sinai's awful sound, 
 My soul in bonds of guilt I found, 
 
 And knew not where to go ; 
 One solemn truth increased my pain, 
 " The sinner must be born again," 
 
 Or sink to endless woe. 
 
 I heard the law its thunders roll, 
 While guilt lay heavy on my soul — 
 
 A vast oppressive load ; 
 All creature-aid I saw was vain ; 
 " The sinner must be bom again," 
 
 Or drink the wrath of Gol 
 
 But while I thus in anguish lay. 
 
 The bleeding Saviour passed that way, 
 
 My bondage to remove. 
 The sinner, once by jiistice slain. 
 Now by His grace is born again, 
 
 And sings redeeming love. 
 
 B. OCCOM. 
 
 God of mercy, God of grace, 
 Hear our sad, repentant songs ; 
 
 restore Thy suppliant race, 
 
 Thou, to whom our praise belongs. 
 153 
 
 73. 
 
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 I 
 

 SALVATION : 
 
 286 
 
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 287 
 
 Deep regret for follies past, 
 Talents wasted, time misspent ; 
 
 Hearts debased by worldly cares, 
 Thankless for the blessings lent ; — • 
 
 Foolish fears and fond desires. 
 Vain regrets for things as vain ; 
 
 Lips too seldom taught to praise, 
 Oft to murmur and complain ^ — 
 
 These, and every secret fault, 
 
 Filled with grief and shame, we own ; 
 
 Humbled at Thy feet we lie ; 
 Seeking pardon from Thy throne. 
 
 J. TAYLOa 
 
 S M. 
 
 1 Like sheep we went astray, 
 
 And broke the fold of God — 
 Each wandering in a different way, 
 But all the downward road. 
 
 2 How dreadful was the hour, 
 
 When God our wanderings laid, 
 And did at once His vengeance pour 
 Upon the Shepherd's head 1 
 
 3 How glorious was the grace, 
 
 When Christ sustained the stroke ! 
 His life and blood the Shepherd pays, 
 A ransom for the flock. 
 
 4 But God shall raise His head 
 
 O'er all the sons of men, 
 And make Him see a numerous seed. 
 To recompense His pain. 
 
 I. WATT8. 
 
 C. M. 
 
 Lord, bow secure my conscience was. 
 
 And felt no inward dread ! 
 T was alive without the law. 
 
 And thought my sins were dead. 
 
 My hopes of heaven were firm and bright ; 
 
 But since the precept came 
 With a convincing power and light, 
 
 I find how vile I am. 
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THE ATONEMENT. 
 
 3 My guilt appeared but small before, 
 
 Till terribly I saw 
 How perfect, holy, just, and pure, 
 Was Thine eternal law 
 
 4 Then felt my soul the hea\'y load ; 
 
 My sins revived again : 
 T had provoked a dreadfid God, 
 And all my hopes were slain, 
 
 5 My God, I cry with every breath 
 
 For some kind power to save, 
 To break the yoke of sin and death, 
 And thus redeem the slave. 
 
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 SALVATION: THE ATONEMENT, 
 
 288 c M 
 
 1 And did the holy and the just, 
 
 The Sovereign of the skies. 
 Stoop down to wretchedness and dust, 
 That guilty man might rise ? 
 
 2 Yes, the Redeemer left His throne, 
 
 His radiant throne on high, — 
 Surprising mercy ! love unknown ! — 
 To suffer, bleed, and die. 
 
 3 He took the dying traitor's place, 
 
 And suffered in his stead ; 
 For sinful man, — wondrous grace ! - 
 For sinful man He bled. 
 
 4 O Lord, what heavenly wonders dwell 
 
 In Thine atoning blood ! 
 By this are sinners saved from hell, 
 And rebels brought to God. 
 
 A. 8TEELV. 
 
 288 
 
 Behold, behold the Lamb of God, 
 Who takes away our guilt ; 
 
 Behold th' atoning, precious blood 
 That for our sins He spilt. 
 155 
 
 C. M. 
 
SALVATION : 
 
 O sinners, now to Christ draw near, 
 
 Invited by His word ; 
 The chief of sinners need not fear ; 
 
 Behold the Lamb of God. 
 
 Backsliders, too, the Saviour calls, 
 
 And washes in His blood : 
 Arise, I'eturn from grievous falls ; 
 
 Behold the Lamb of God. 
 
 Tn every state, and time, and place, 
 Nought plead but Jesus' blood ; 
 
 However wretched be your case, 
 Behold the Lamb of God, 
 
 Spirit of grace, to us apply 
 
 Immanuel's precious blood. 
 That we may, with Thy saints on high, 
 
 Behold the Lamb of God. 
 
 J. lin»KIN8. 
 
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 Behold the sin -atoning Lnmb, 
 With wonder, gratitude, and love ; 
 To take away our guilt and shame, 
 See Him descending from above. 
 
 Our sins and griefs on Him were laid ; 
 He meekly bore the mighty load ; 
 Our ransom price He fully paid 
 In groans and tears, in sweat and blood. 
 
 To save a guilty world. He dies ; 
 Sinners, behold the bleeding Lamb ; 
 To Him lift up your longing eyes. 
 And hope for mercy in His name. 
 
 Pardon and peace through Him abound ; 
 He can the richest blessings give ; 
 Salvation in His name is found ; 
 He bids the dying sinner live. 
 
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 Chief of sinners though I be, 
 Jesus shed His blood for me ; 
 Died that I might live on high, 
 Died that I might never die ) 
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THE ATONEMENl. 
 
 As the branch is to the vine, 
 I am His and He is mine. 
 
 O the height of Jesus' love ! 
 
 Higher than the heavens above, 
 
 Deeper than the depths of sea, 
 
 Lasting as eternity ; 
 
 Ijove that found me, — wondrous tliought !- 
 
 Found me when I sought Him not ! 
 
 Chief of sinners thougli I be, 
 Christ is all in all to me ; 
 All my wants to Him are known, 
 All my sorrows are His own ; 
 Safe with Him from earthly strife. 
 He sustains my hidden life. 
 
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 In vain we seek for peace with God 
 
 By methods of our own : 
 Blest Saviour, nothing but Thy blood 
 
 Can bring us near the throne. 
 
 The threatenings of Thy broken law 
 Impi'ess the soul with di-ead : 
 
 If God His sword of justice draw. 
 It strikes the spirit dead. 
 
 But Thy atoning saciifice 
 Hath answered all demands ; 
 
 And peace and pardon fi-om the skies 
 Are offered by Thy hands. 
 
 "Tis by Tliy death we live, O Lord ; 
 
 'Tis on Thy cross we rest : 
 For ever be Thy love adored, 
 
 Thy name for ever blest. 
 
 C. M. 
 
 I. WATTS. 
 
 293 
 
 S. M. 
 
 Not all the blood of beasts, 
 
 On Jewish altars slain. 
 Could giv3 the guilty conscience peace. 
 
 Or wash away the stain. 
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 2 But Christ, the heavenly Lamb, 
 
 Takes all our sins away ; 
 A sacrifice of nobler name, 
 And richer blood, than thuy. 
 
 3 My faith would lay her hand 
 
 On that dear head of Thine, 
 While like a penitent I stand, 
 And there confess my sin. 
 
 4 My soul looks back, to see 
 
 The burdens Thou didst bear, 
 When hanging on the curst'd tree, 
 And hopes her guilt was there. 
 
 5 Believing, we rejoice 
 
 To see the curse remove ; 
 We bless the Lamb with (cheerful voice, 
 And sing Ilis bleeding love. 
 
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 Not to condemn the sons of men. 
 Did Christ, the Son of God, appear ; 
 No weapons in His hands are seen, 
 No flaming sword nor thunder there. 
 
 Such was the pity of our God, 
 He loved the race of man ?o well. 
 He sent His Son to bear our load 
 Of sins, and save our souls from hell. 
 
 Sinnei-s, believe the Saviour's word ; 
 Trust in His mighty name, and live ; 
 A thousanil joys His lips afford. 
 His hands a thousand blessings give. 
 
 I. WATT8. 
 
 L. M. 
 
 Now to the power of Grod supreme 
 
 Be everlasting honours given ; 
 
 He saves from hell, — we bless His name, — 
 
 He guides our wandering feet to heaven. 
 
 'Twas His own purpose that began 
 To rescue rebels doomed to die : 
 He gave us gi'ace in Christ, His Sou, 
 Before He spread the starry sky. 
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 Jesus, the Ix)rfl apj)«3ar8 at last. 
 And makes His Father's counsels known 3 
 Declares the great transaction past, 
 And brings immortal blessings down. 
 
 He dies ; and in that dreadful night 
 Doth all the powers of hell destroy ; 
 Rising, He brings our heaven to light, 
 And takes possession of the joy. 
 
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 1 Salvation ! the joyful sound ! 
 
 Tis pleasure to our ears, 
 A sovereign balm for every wound, 
 A cordial for our fears. 
 
 2 Buried in sorrow, and in sin, 
 
 At hell's dark door we l.y ; 
 But we arise, by gi'ace divine, 
 To see a heavenly day. 
 
 3 Salvation ! let the echo fly 
 
 The spacious eai-th around. 
 While all the armies of the sky 
 Conspire to raise the sound. 
 
 1. WATT8. 
 
 C M. 
 
 1 There is a fountain filled with blood, 
 
 Drawn from Immanuel's veins ; 
 And sinners, plunged beneath that flood, 
 Tx)se all their guilty stains. 
 
 2 The dying thief rejoiced to see 
 
 That fountain in his day ; 
 And there have I, as vile as he, 
 Washed all my sins away. 
 
 3 Dear dying Lamb, Thy precious blood 
 
 Shall never lose its power. 
 Till all the ransomed Chui'ch of God 
 Be saved, to sin no moi*e. 
 
 4 E'er since, by faith, I saw the stream 
 
 Thy flowing wounds supply, 
 Hedeeming love has been my theme, 
 And shall be till T die. 
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 Then in a nobler, sweeter Rong, 
 
 I'll sinjf Tliy power to save, 
 When this poor lisping, stammering tongue, 
 
 Lies silent in the gruva 
 
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 1 TiiY works, not mine, Christ ! 
 
 ^Spetik gladness to this heart : 
 They tell me all is done. 
 
 They bid my fear depart : 
 To whom, save Thee wlio canst alone 
 For sin atone, Lord, shall I llee ? 
 
 2 Thy wounds, not mine, O (Mirist, 
 
 Can heal ray bruised soul ; 
 Tliy stripes, not mine, contain 
 
 The balm that makes me whole ; 
 To whom, save Thee who canst alone 
 For sin atone. Lord, shall I flee ? 
 
 3 Thy cross, not mine, O C*hrist, 
 
 lias borne the awful load 
 Of sins that none could bear 
 
 But the incarnate God : 
 To whom, save Thee who canst nlono 
 For sin atone, Lord, shall I flee ? 
 
 4 Thy death, not mine, O Christ, 
 
 lias paid the ransom due ; 
 Ten thousand deaths like mine 
 
 Would have been all too few : 
 To whom, save Thee who canst alone 
 For sin atone, Lord, shall I flee ? 
 
 U. BONAR. 
 
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 Weeping soul, no longer mourn, 
 Jesus all Thy gi'iefs hath borne ; 
 View Him bleeding on the tree, 
 Pouring out His life for thee ; 
 There thy every sin He bore ; 
 Weeping soul, lament no more. 
 
 All thy crimes on Him were laid ; 
 See upon His blameless head 
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 Wrat]» its utraost vengeance imdufs, 
 l)iie to my oflFenoe and yours ; 
 Weary Hinuor, keep thine eyes 
 On th' atoning sacrifiro. 
 
 3 (*ast thy guilty soul on Ilim, 
 Fin«l Him mighty to redeem ; 
 At His feet tliy burden lay, 
 Look thy donhts and fears away ; 
 Now by faith the Son embrace, 
 IMead 11 is promise, trust His grace. 
 
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 What shall the dying sinner do, 
 Wlio seeks relief for all his woel 
 Where shall the guilty sufferer find 
 A balm to soothe his anguished mind ? 
 
 2 Tn vain we search, in vain we try, 
 Till Jesus brings His gospel nigh ; 
 'Tis there we find a sure relief, 
 
 A soothing balm for inward grief. 
 
 3 Be this the pillar of our hope; 
 This l)ears the fainting spirit up ; 
 We read the grace, we trust the word, 
 And find salvation in the Loifl. 
 
 4 Then let His name, who shed His blood 
 To bring the guilty nigh to God, 
 
 Be great in all the earth, and sung 
 In every land, by every tongue. 
 
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 SALVATION: 
 INVITATIONS AND WARNINGS. 
 
 Amazing sight ! the Saviour stands 
 And knocks at every door ! 
 
 Ten thousand blessings in His hands, 
 To satisfy the poor. 
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SALVATION : 
 
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 2 "IJehold," He snitli, "I bleed and die 
 
 'l\> I»rin«if voii to mv rest : 
 Jleur, sinners, wliile I'm passing by, 
 And be for ever blest. 
 
 3 " Will you despise n»y bleeding love, 
 
 And choose the way to hell? 
 Or in the glorious reahns al)Ove, 
 With ni<^, for ever dwell ? 
 
 4 " Not to condemn your sinking race. 
 
 Have I in judgment come, 
 But to display luibounded grace, 
 And bring lost siiniers home. 
 
 5 " Say, will you hear my gracious voice, 
 
 And have your sins forgiven ? 
 Or will you make that wretched choice. 
 And bar yourselves from heaven ? " 
 
 11. ALI.INK, KALMOL'TII, N. 8. 
 
 8. M. 
 
 1 And canst thou, sinner, slight 
 
 The call of love divine? 
 Sliall God with tenderness invite, 
 And gain no thought of thine? 
 
 2 \\'ilt thou not cease to grieve 
 
 The Spirit from thy breast. 
 Till We thy wretched soul shall leave 
 With all thy sins oppressed ? 
 
 3 To-day, a pardoning Ood 
 
 Will hear the suppliant pray ; 
 To-day, a Sjjviour's cleansing blood 
 Will wash thy guilt away. 
 
 4 But grace so dearly bought 
 
 If yet thou wilt despise, 
 
 Thy fearful doom, with sorrow fraught, 
 
 Will fdl thee with surprise. 
 
 Mns. A. a iiYUK. 
 
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 I Art thou weary, art thou languid, 
 
 Art thou sore distrest? 
 , " Come to IMe " — saith One — " and coming, 
 Bo at rest ! " 
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 2 Tlath He marks to lead me to Him, 
 
 ]f He l)e my Oui<le ? 
 '* In His feet and hands are wound-prints, 
 And His side," 
 
 3 Js tliere diadem, as monarch, 
 
 That His brow adorns ? 
 "Yea, a crown in very surety, 
 But of thorns ! " 
 
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 4 If I find Jlim, if I follow, 
 
 What His guerdon hen-? 
 "Many a sorrow, many a Inliour, 
 Many a tear." 
 
 5 If I still hold closely to Him, 
 
 What hath He at last? 
 '* Sorrow vanquished, hibour ended, 
 Jordan passed ! " 
 
 6 HI ask Him to receive me, 
 
 Will He say me nay ? 
 ** Not till earth, and not till heaven. 
 Pass away ! " 
 
 7 Finding, following, keeping, struggling. 
 
 Is He sure to bless ? 
 Angels, saints, apostles, martyrs, 
 Answer, " Yes ! " 
 
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 L. M. 
 
 1 Behold a Stmnger at the door. 
 
 He gently knocks — has knocked before; 
 Has waited long; is waiting still : 
 You treat no other friend so ill. 
 
 2 O lovelv attitude ! He stands 
 
 With melting heart and laden hands ; 
 O matchless kindness ! antl Jle shows 
 This matchless kindness to His foes ' 
 
 3 Admit Him, for the human breast 
 Ne'er entertained so kind a guest ! 
 No mortal tongue their joys can tell 
 With whom He condescends to dwell. 
 
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 Admit Him, ere His anger bum, 
 Lest He depart, and ne'er return : 
 Admit Him, or the hour's at hand, 
 When at His door denied you'll stand. 
 
 Sovereign of Souls ! Thou Prince of Peace 1 
 O may Thy gentle reign increase ! 
 Throw wide the door, each willing mind, 
 And be His empire, all mankind. 
 
 J. QRiao. 
 
 H. M. 
 
 Blow ye the trumpet, blow, 
 
 Tlie gladly-solemn sound ; 
 Let all the nations know. 
 
 To earth's remotest bound. 
 The year of jubilee is come ; 
 Return, ye ransomed sinners, home. 
 
 Exalt the Lamb of God, 
 
 The sin-atoning Lamb ; 
 Redemption by His blood. 
 
 Through all the lands, proclaim : 
 The year of jubilee is come ; 
 Return, ye ransomed sinners, home. 
 
 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. 
 
 Jesus, our great High Priest, 
 
 Has full atonement made ; 
 Ye weary spirits, rest; 
 
 Ye mourning souls, be glad : 
 The year of jubilee is come ; 
 Return, ye ransomed sinners, home. 
 
 C. WESLEY. 
 
 Broad is the road that leads to death, 
 And thousands walk together there ; 
 But wisdom shows a narrow path, 
 With here and there a traveller. 
 
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 H, M. 
 
 INVITATIONS AND WARNINGS. 
 
 " Deny thyself and take thy cross," 
 Is the Redeemer's great command : 
 Nature must count her gold but di-oss. 
 If she would gain this heavenly land. 
 
 The fearful soul that tires and faints, 
 And walks the ways of Cod no more, 
 Is but esteemed almost a saint, 
 And makes his own destruction sure. 
 
 Lord, let not all my hopes be vain ; 
 Create my heart entirely new — 
 Which hypocrites could ne'er attain, 
 Which false apostates never knew. 
 
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 Come, happy souls, approach your God 
 
 With new, melodious songs ; 
 Come, render to almighty grace 
 
 The tribute of your tongues. 
 
 So strange, so boundless, was the love 
 
 That pitied dying men. 
 The Father sent His equal Son 
 
 To give them life again. 
 
 Here, sinners, you may heal your wounds, 
 
 And wipe your sorrows dry : 
 Trust in the mighty Saviour's name, 
 
 And you shall never die. 
 
 See, dearest Lord, our willing souls 
 
 Accept Thine offered grace ; 
 We bless the great Redeemer's love. 
 
 And give the Father praise. 
 
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 L. M. 
 
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 L. M. 
 
 '• Come hither, all ye weary souls, 
 Ye heavy-laden sinners, come ; 
 I'll give you rest from all your toils. 
 And raise you to my heavenly home. 
 
 " They shall find rest who learn of me : 
 I'm of a meek and lowly mind ; 
 But passion rages like the sea. 
 And pride is restless as the wind. 
 
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 " Blest is the man whose shoulders take 
 My yoke, and bear it with delight : 
 My yoke is easy to the neck ; 
 My grace shall make the burden light." 
 
 Jesus, we come at Thy command, 
 With faith, and hope, and humble zeal ; 
 Resign our spirits to Thy hand, 
 To mould and guide us at Thy will. 
 
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 1 Come, sinners, to the gospel feast, 
 Let every soul be Jesus' guest, 
 Ye need not one be left behind, 
 Jesus hath died for all mankind. 
 
 2 Sent by our Lord, on you we call, 
 The invitation is to all ; 
 
 Come, all the world ; come, sinner, thou ! 
 All things in Christ are ready now. 
 
 3 Come, all ye souls by sin opprest, 
 Ye restless wanderers after lest : 
 
 Ye poor and maimed, and halt and blind, 
 In Christ a hearty welcome find. 
 
 4 See Him set forth before your eyes. 
 That preciousj bleeding sacrifice ! 
 Pardon and life let all embrace, 
 And freely now be saved by grace. 
 
 5 This is the time ; no more delay ! 
 This is the glorious gospel day ; 
 Come in, this moment, at Ilis call. 
 And live to Him who died for all. 
 
 C. WESLEY. 
 
 C. M. 
 Come, sinner, to the gospel feast ; 
 
 com*) without delay ; 
 For there is room in Jesus' breast 
 
 For all who will obey. 
 
 There's room in God's eternal love 
 
 To save thy precious soul ; 
 Room in the Spirit's grace above 
 
 To hrc\ ard make thee whole. 
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 3 There'.s room witliin the Chuicli, recleeracd 
 
 With blood of Christ di\ ino ; 
 Room in the white-robed throng, convonetl, 
 For that dear soul of thine. 
 
 4 There'rt room in heaven among the choir, 
 
 And harps and crowns of gold. 
 And glorious palms of victory there. 
 And joys that ne'er were toM. 
 
 5 Tliere's room around thy Father's board 
 
 For thee and thousands more : 
 
 come and welcome to the Lord ; 
 Yea, come this very hour. 
 
 (J. WESLI Y. 
 
 311 7.6. double. 
 
 1 " Come unto Me, ye weary, 
 
 And I will give you rest." 
 blessed voice of Jesus, 
 
 Which comes to hearts (>i)prcst ! 
 It tells of benediction, 
 
 Of pardon, grace, and peace. 
 Of joy that hath no ending, 
 
 Of love which cannot cease. 
 
 2 " Come unto Me, ye wanderers, 
 
 And I will give you light." 
 O loving voice of Jesus, 
 
 Which comes to cheer the night ! 
 Our hearts were filled with sadness, 
 
 And we had lost our way ; 
 But lie has brought us gladness 
 
 And songs at break of day. 
 
 3 " Come unto Me, ye fainting, 
 
 And I will give you life.'' 
 O cheering voice of Jesus, 
 
 Which comes to aid our strife ! 
 The foe is stern and eager, 
 
 The fight is fierce and long ; 
 But He has made us mighty, 
 
 And stronger than the strong. 
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 " And whosoever cometh, 
 
 I will not cast him out." 
 ( welcome voice of Jesus, 
 
 ^AHiich drives away our doubt 1 
 Which calls us very sinners, 
 
 Unworthy though we be. 
 Of love so free and boundless, 
 
 To come, dear Lord, to Thee. 
 
 W. O. DIX. 
 
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 I Come, weary souls, with sin distressed. 
 
 Come, and accept the promised rest ^ 
 The Saviour's gracious call obey. 
 And cast your gloomy fears away. 
 
 2 0[)pressed with sin, a painful load, 
 
 O come and spread your woes abroad : 
 Divine compassion, mighty love. 
 Will all the painful load remove. 
 
 3 Here mercy's boundless ocean flows, 
 
 'J'o cleanse your guilt and heal your woes ; 
 Pardon, and life, and endless peace ; 
 How rich the gift ! how free the grace ! 
 
 4 Ivof^l, we accept, with thankful heart. 
 The hope Thy gracious words impart ; 
 We come with trembling, yet rejoice, 
 And bless the kind, inviting voice. 
 
 5 Dear Saviour, let Thy wondrous love 
 C'onfirm our faith, our fears lemove ; 
 O sweetly influence every breast. 
 And guide us to eternal rest. 
 
 A. STUKLK. 
 
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 Come, ye sinners, poor and wretched, 
 Weak and wounded, sick and sore ; 
 Jesus ready stands to save you, 
 Full of pity joined with power. 
 
 He is able ; 
 He is willing ; doubt no more. 
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INVITATIONS AND WARNINGS. 
 
 Let not conscience make you linger. 
 Nor of fitness fondly dream ; 
 
 All the fitness He requireth 
 Is to feel your need of Him ; 
 
 This He gives you ; 
 *Tis the Spirit's rising beam. 
 
 Come, ye weary, heavy laden, 
 Bruised and broken by the Fall ; 
 
 If you tarry till you're better. 
 You will never come at all ; 
 
 Not the righteous, 
 Sinners, Jesus came to call. 
 
 Agonising in the garden, 
 
 Lo ! your Saviour prostrate lies ; 
 On the bloody tree behold Him ; 
 
 Hear Him cry before He dies, 
 " It is finished ! " 
 
 Finished, the great sacrifice. 
 
 Lo ! the Incarnate God, ascended, 
 Pleads the merit of His blood ; 
 
 Venture on Him, venture wholly, 
 Let no other trust intrude ; 
 
 None but Jesus 
 Can do helpless sinners good. 
 
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 : Delay not, delay not ; O sinner, draw near ; 
 The waters of life are now flowing for thee ; 
 No price is demanded ; the Saviour is here ; 
 lledemption is purchased, salvation is free. 
 
 I Delay not, dehay not ; why longer abuse 
 
 The love and compassion of Jesus, thy God ? 
 A fountain is opened ; how canst thou refuse 
 To wash and be cleansed in His pardoning blood. 
 
 I Delay not, delay not ; the Spirit of grace, 
 
 Long grieved and resisted, may take His sad flight, 
 And leave thee in darkness to fini.-;h thy race. 
 To sink in the gloom of eternity's night. 
 
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 4 Delay not, delay not ; tlie hour is at hand ; 
 
 The earth shall diHSolve, and the heavens shall fade ; 
 
 The dead, small and great, in the judgment shall stand : 
 
 What helper, then, sinner, shall lend thee His aid 1 
 
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 Did Christ o'er sinners weep, 
 And shall our cheeks be dry ? 
 
 Let floods of penitential grief 
 Burst forth from every eye. 
 
 2 The Son of God in tears 
 
 The wondering angels see ; 
 Be thou astonished, O my soul ; 
 He shed those tears for thee. 
 
 3 He wept that we might weep ; 
 
 Each sin demands a tear : 
 In heaven alone no sin is found, 
 And there's no weeping there. 
 
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 S. M. 
 
 From the cross uplifted high, 
 Where the Saviour deigns to die, 
 What melodious sounds I hear, 
 Bursting on my ravished ear ! 
 Tjove's redeeming work is done ; 
 Come and welcome, sinner, come ! 
 
 Sprinkled now with blood the throne, 
 Why beneath thy burdens groan ? 
 On my pierced body laid, 
 Justice owns the ransom paid. 
 Bow the knee, and kiss the Son ; 
 Come an«l welcome, sinner, come ! 
 
 Spi-ead for thee the festal board. 
 See witJ-i richest dainties stored ; 
 To thy Father's bosom piessed, 
 Yet again h child confessed, 
 Never from Hia house to roam. 
 Come and welcome, sinner, ccm^e 1 
 
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 4 Soon the Hays of life Kliall ond ; 
 Lo, I come, your Saviour, Friend, 
 Safe your spirit to convey 
 To the realms of endless day. 
 ITp to my eternal home, 
 Come and welcome, sinner, come ! 
 
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 Cod calling yet ! shall I not hear? 
 Karth'8 pleasures shall 1 still hold dear? 
 Sl»all life's swift passing years all fly, 
 And still my soul in slumber lie? 
 
 Uod iuUing yet ! shall T not rise? 
 Cnn I 11 in lo\ ing voice despise, 
 And ha.stdy His 1 ind cnno repay ? 
 He calls mo still ; can 1 delay? 
 
 God calling yet ! and shall I givf 
 No liood, hut still in hontlage live ? 
 1 \\ait, but He does not forsake ; 
 ]Ie calls me still ; my heart, awake ! 
 
 God calling yet ! I cannot stay ; 
 ]\Ty heart 1 yield without delay ; 
 Vain world, farewell ! from thee T part ; 
 The voice of Cod hath reached my heart. 
 
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 1 Haste, traveller, haste ! the night comes on, 
 And many a shining hour is gone ; 
 
 The storm is gathering in the west. 
 And thou far off from home and rest. 
 
 2 The rising tempest sweeps the sky ; 
 The rains descend, the winds are high ; 
 The waters swell, and death and fear 
 Beset thy path, nor refuge near. 
 
 3 O yet a shelter you may gain, 
 
 A covert from the wind and rain ; 
 A hiding-place, a rest, a home, 
 A refuge from the wrath to come ! 
 
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 4 Th«n linger not in all the plain ; 
 Flee for thy life ; the mountain gain ; 
 TiOok not behind ; make no delay ; 
 O speed thee, speed thee on thy way I 
 
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 1 IIahte, sinner ; now be wise ; 
 
 Stay not for the raon^ow's sun ; 
 AN'isdom if you still despise, 
 Harder is it to be won. 
 
 2 Haste, and mercy now implore ; 
 
 Stay not for the morrow's sun ; 
 Lest thy season should be o'er 
 Ere this evening's stage be run. 
 
 3 Haste, C) sinner ; now return ; 
 
 Stay not for the morrow's sun ; 
 Lest thy lamp should cease to burn 
 Ere salvation's work is done. 
 
 4 Haste, O sinner ; now be blest ; 
 
 Stay not for the morrow's sun ; 
 Lest perdition thee arrest 
 Ere the morrow is begun. 
 
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 1 ".Tesus, sinnei-s will receive;" 
 
 Say this word of grace to all 
 Who the heavenly pathway leave, 
 
 All who linger, all who fall ; 
 This can bring them back again, 
 "Christ receiveth sinful men." 
 
 2 Sick and sorrowful and blind, 
 
 1, with all my sins, draw nigh; 
 O my Saviour, Thou canst find 
 
 Help for sinners such as I ; 
 Speak thfit word of love again, 
 "Christ receiveth sinful men." 
 
 3 Yea, my soul is comforted ; 
 
 For Thy blood hath washed away 
 All my sins, though crimson-red. 
 
 And I stand in white array. 
 Purged from every spot and stain : 
 "Christ receiveth .sinful men." 
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 " Christ receiveth Hinful men : " 
 Even me, with all my sin ; 
 
 Openeth to me heaven again. 
 With Him I may enter in. 
 
 Death hath no more «ting nor pain ; 
 
 " Christ receiveth sinful men." 
 
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 Let every mortal ear attend, 
 
 And every heart rejoice ; 
 The trumpet of the gospel sounds 
 
 With an inviting voice. 
 Ho 1 all yt' hungry, starving souls, 
 
 That feed upon the wind, 
 And vainly strive with earthly toys 
 
 To fill an empty mind, — 
 Eternal Wisdom has prepared 
 
 A soid-reviving feast, 
 And bids your longing appetites 
 
 The rich provision taste. 
 Ho ! ye that pant for living streams. 
 
 And pine away, and die, — 
 Here you may quench your raging thirst 
 
 With springs that never dry. ,. watw. 
 
 L. M. 
 Nature with open volume stands. 
 To spread her Maker's praise abroad ; 
 And every labour of His hands 
 Shows something worthy of a (Jod. 
 But in the grace that rescued man 
 His brightest form of glory shines ; 
 Here, on the cross, 'tis fairest drawn, 
 In precious blood and crimson lines. 
 Here I behold His inmost heart. 
 Where truth and mercy strangely join 
 To pierce His Son with keenest smart, 
 And make the purchased pleasures mine. 
 O the sweet wonders of that cross. 
 Where God, the Saviour, loved and died I 
 Her noblest life my spirit draws 
 From His dear wounds and bleeding sidet 
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 I would for ever speak His name, 
 In sounds to mortal ears unknown, 
 With angels join to praise the Lamb, 
 And worship at His Father's throne. 
 
 I. WATTS. 
 
 S. M. 
 
 1 Now is th' accepted time ; 
 
 Now is the day of grace ; 
 Now, sinners, come, without delay, 
 And seek the Saviour's face. 
 
 2 Now is th' accepted time ; 
 
 The Saviour calls to-day; 
 To-morrow it may be too late ; 
 Then why should you delay ? 
 
 3 Now is th' accepted time ; 
 
 The gospel bids you come. 
 
 And every promise in His word 
 
 Declares there yet is room. 
 
 4 Lord, draw reluctant souls, 
 
 And feast them with Thy love ; 
 Then will the angels swiftly fly 
 
 To bear the news above. j dobell. 
 
 324 
 
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 O DO not let the word depart. 
 
 And close thine eyes against the light ; 
 
 Poor sinner, harden not thy heart : 
 
 Thou wouldst be saved ; why not to-night ? 
 
 To-morrow's sun may never lise 
 
 To bless thy long-deluded sight ; 
 
 This is the time ; O then be wise ! 
 
 Thou wouldst be saved ; why not to-night ? 
 
 Our God in pity lingers still ; 
 And wilt thou thus His love requite? 
 Renounce at length thy stubborn will : 
 Thou wouldst be saved ; why not to-night* 
 
 Our blensed Lord refuses none 
 
 Who would to Him their souls unite ; 
 
 Then be the work of grace begun : 
 
 Thou wouldst be saved ; why not to-night 1 
 
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 1 O WHAT amazing words of grace 
 
 Are in the gospel found ! 
 Suited to every sinner's case, 
 Who hears the joyful sound. 
 
 2 Come, then, with all your wants and wounds ; 
 
 Your every burden bring ; 
 Here love, unchanging love, abounds, 
 A deep, celestial spring. 
 
 3 This spring with living water flows, 
 
 And heavenly joy imparts ; 
 Come, thirsty souls, your wants disclose, 
 And drink with thankful hearts, 
 
 4 A host of sinners, vile as you. 
 
 Have here found life and peace ; 
 Come, then, and prove its virtues too. 
 And drink, adore, and bless. 
 
 326 
 
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 8. M£DLE7. 
 
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 O WHERE shall rest be found — 
 
 Rest for the weary soul ? 
 'Twere vain the ocean depths to sound, 
 
 Or pierce to either pole. 
 
 The world can never give 
 
 The bliss for which we sigh : 
 Tis not the whole of life to live, 
 
 Nor all of death to die. 
 
 Beyond this vale of tears, 
 
 There is a life above, 
 Unmeasured by the flight of years; 
 
 And all that life is love. 
 
 There is a death whose pang 
 Outlasts the fleeting breath : 
 
 O what eternal terrors hang 
 Around the second death ! 
 
 Lord God of truth and grace. 
 Teach us that death to shun, 
 
 Lest we be banished from Thy face, 
 And evermore undone. 
 
 J. MONTGOMEKY. 
 
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 327 L. M. 
 
 1 On Jordan's bank the Baptist's cry 
 Announces that the Lord is nigh ; 
 Awake, and hearken ! for he brings 
 Glad tidings of the King of kings. 
 
 2 Then cleansed be every breast from sin ; 
 Make straight the way for God within ; 
 Prepare we in our hearts a home, 
 Where such a mighty Guest may come, 
 
 3 For Thou art our Salvation, Lord, 
 Our Refuge, and our great Reward ; 
 Without Thy grace we waste away, 
 Like flowers that wither and decay. 
 
 4 To heal the sick stretch out Thine hand, 
 And bid the fallen sinner stand ; 
 Shine forth, and let Thy light restore 
 Earth's own true loveliness once more. 
 
 5 All praise, Saviour Christ, to Thee, 
 Whose Advent doth Thy people free ; 
 Whom with the Father we adore, 
 And Holy Ghost for evermore. 
 
 C. COFFIN, trans. J. CHANDLFR. 
 
 S. M. 
 
 1 Return, and come to God ; 
 Cast all your sins away ; 
 
 Seek ye the Saviour's cleansing blood, 
 Repent — believe — obey. 
 
 2 Say not, ye cannot come, 
 For Jesus bled and died ; 
 
 That none who ask in humble faith 
 Should ever be denied. 
 
 3 Say not, ye will not come ; 
 Tis God vc uchsafes to call. 
 
 And fearful will their end be found 
 On whom His wrath shall fall. 
 
 4 Come, then, whoever will : 
 Come, while 'tis called to-day ; 
 
 Seek now the Saviour's cleansing blood. 
 Repent — believe — obey. 
 
 U. M. DOANB. 
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 329 L. M. 
 
 1 Return, O wanderer, return, 
 And seek an injured Father's face ; 
 Those warm desires that in thee burn 
 Were kindled by reclaiming grace. 
 
 2 Return, O wanderer, return, 
 
 And seek a Father's melting heart ; 
 His pitying eyes thy grief discern, 
 His hand shall heal thy inward smart. 
 
 3 Return, O wanderer, return. 
 Thy Saviour bids thy s»^'.rit live ; 
 Go to His bleeding feet, and learn 
 How freely Jesus can forgive. 
 
 4 Return, O wanderer, return. 
 And wipe away the falling tear ; 
 
 'Tis God who says, " No longer mourn ; " 
 'Tis mercy's voice invites thee near. 
 
 W. B. COLLVKB. 
 
 330 
 
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 1 Sinner, rouse thee from thy sleep ; 
 Wake, and o'er thy folly weep ; 
 Raise thy spirit, dark and dead ; 
 Jesus waits His light to shed. 
 
 2 Wake from sleep ; arise from death ; 
 See the bright and living path ; 
 Watchful, tread that path ; be wise ; 
 Leave thy folly ; seek the skies. 
 
 3 Leave thy folly ; cease from crime ; 
 From this hour redeem thy time ; 
 Life secure without delay ; 
 
 Evil is thy mortal day. 
 
 4 O then, rouse thee from thy sleep ; 
 Wake, and o'er thy folly weep ; 
 Jesus calls from death and night ; 
 Jesus waits to shed His light. 
 
 H. V. UNDKRDONK. 
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 1 Sinners, turn ; why will ye die? 
 God, your M.'ikor, asks you wliy; 
 Go<l, who did your being give, 
 Made you with Himself to live. 
 
 2 Sinners, turn ; why will ye die ? 
 God, your Saviour, asks you why ; 
 Will ye not in Him believe ? 
 
 He has died that ye might live. 
 
 3 Will ye let Him die in vain ? 
 C'luc'ify your Lord again ? 
 Why, unpardoned sinners, why 
 Will ye slight His grace, and die ? 
 
 4 Sinners, turn ; why will ye die ? 
 God, the Spirit, asks you why ; 
 Often with you has lie strove. 
 Wooed you to embrace His love. 
 
 C. WESLEV. 
 
 332 8.7.4. 
 
 1 Sinners, will you scorn the message 
 
 Sent in mercy from above ? 
 Every sentence, O how tender 1 
 Every line is full of love : 
 
 Listen to it; 
 Every line is full of love. 
 
 2 Hear the heralds of the gospel 
 
 News from Zion's King proclaim : 
 *' Pardon to each rebel sinner; 
 Free forgiveness in His name : " 
 
 How important ! 
 " Free forgiveness in His name." 
 
 3 Tempted souls, they bring j'ou succour ; 
 
 Fearful hearts, they quell your fears; 
 And, with news of consolation. 
 Chase away the falling tears ; 
 
 Tender heralds i 
 Chase away the falling tears. 
 
 4 O ye angels, hovering round us, 
 
 Waiting spirits, speed your way | 
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 Tidin<(8 bear without delay : 
 
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 Glad the message will obey. 
 
 i. ALI.KM. 
 
 333 c. M. 
 
 1 The Saviour calls, let every car 
 
 Attend the heaver ^y sound ; 
 Ye doubting souls, dismiss your fenr, 
 Hope smiles reviving round. 
 
 2 For every thirsty, longing heart, 
 
 Here streams of bounty flow. 
 And life and health and bliss impart, 
 To banish mortal woe. 
 
 3 Ye sinners, come ! 'tis mercy's voice ; 
 
 The gracious call obey ; 
 Mercy invites to heavenly joys ; 
 And can you yet delay ? 
 
 4 Dear Saviour, draw reluctant hearts, 
 
 To Thee let sinners fly. 
 And take the bliss Thy love imparts, 
 And drink, and never die. 
 
 A. STEELE. 
 
 334 s. M. 
 
 1 The Spirit, in our hearts. 
 
 Is whispering, " Sinner, come ; " 
 Tlie bride, the Church of Christ, proclaims 
 To all His children, " Come ! " 
 
 2 Let him that heareth say 
 
 To all about him, " Come ; " 
 Let him that thirsts for righteousness, 
 To Christ, the fountain, come. 
 
 3 Yes, whosoever will, 
 
 O let him freely come- 
 And freely drink the stream of life ; 
 'Tis Jesus bids him come. 
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 Declares, "I quickly como ; " 
 Lord, even so ; we wait Thy hour ; 
 O blest Redeemer, come. 
 
 II. U. ONDEHDONK. 
 
 1 To- PAY the Saviour calls : 
 
 \e wanderers, come 1 
 O ye benighted so>ds, 
 Why longer i-oam ? 
 
 2 To-day the Saviour calls : 
 
 O hear Ilim now ; 
 Within these sacred walls 
 To Jesus how. 
 
 3 To-day the Saviour calls : 
 
 For refuge fly ; 
 The storm of justice falls, 
 And death is nigh. 
 
 4 The Spirit calls to-day : 
 
 Yield to His powei' : 
 O grieve Him not away ; 
 'Tis mercy's hour. 
 
 6.4. 
 
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 1 To-day Thy mercy calls us 
 
 To wash away our sin, 
 However great our trespass, 
 
 Whatever we have been : 
 However long from mercy 
 
 Our hearts have turned away, 
 Thy precious blood can cleanse us, 
 
 And make us white to-day. 
 
 2 To-day Thy gate is open, 
 
 And all who enter in 
 Shall find a Father's welcome, 
 
 And pardon for their sin. 
 The past shall be forgotten, 
 
 A present joy be given, 
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 338 
 
 A future grace Ixi prouiised, 
 A glorious crown in heaven. 
 
 3 O all-embracing mercy ! 
 
 < ) ever-open door ! 
 What should we do without Thee 
 
 When heart and eye run o'er ? 
 When all things seem against us, 
 
 To drive us to despair, 
 Wo know one gate is open, 
 
 One ear will hear our prayer 
 
 O. ALLRN. 
 
 L. M. 
 
 1 While life prolongs its precious light, 
 Mercy is found, and pejice is given ; 
 IJut soon, ah, soon, approaching night 
 8hall blot out every hope of heaven. 
 
 2 Soon, borne on time's most rai)id wing, 
 Shall death command you to the grave. 
 Before His bar your spiiits bring, 
 And none be found to hear or save. 
 
 3 In that lone land of deep despair, 
 
 No Sabbath's heavenly light shall rise, 
 No God regard your bitter prayer, 
 No Saviour call you to the skies. 
 
 4 While God invites ; how blest the day ! 
 How sweet the gospel's charming sound f 
 Come, sinners, haste, oh, haste away, 
 While yet a pardoning God is found ' 
 
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 L. M. 
 
 Why will ye waste on trifling cares 
 That life which God's compassion spares. 
 While, in the various range of thought, 
 The one thing needful is forgot ? 
 
 Shall God invite you from above ? 
 Shall Jesus urge His dying love ? 
 Shall troubled conscience give you pain, 
 And all these pleas unite in vain ? 
 
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 3 Not so your eyes will always view 
 Those objects which you now pursue ; 
 Not so will heaven and hell appear, 
 When death's decisive hour is noar. 
 
 4 Ahni^'bty God, Thy grace impart ; 
 Fix «leep conviction on each heart ; 
 Nor let us waste on triflin^j cares 
 That life which Thy compassion s[>ares. 
 
 r. UODURIUUK. 
 
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 SALVATION: COMING TO CHRIST. 
 
 339 L. M. 
 
 1 A BROKEX heart, my God, my King, 
 Is all the sacrifice T bring ; 
 
 The God of grace will ne'er despise 
 A broken heart for sacrifice. 
 
 2 My soul lies humbled in the dust, 
 And owns Thy dreadful sentence just ; 
 Look down, O Lord, with pitying eye. 
 And save the soul condemned to die. 
 
 3 Then will I teach the world Thy ways ; 
 Sinners shall learn Thy sovereign grace ; 
 I'll lea<l them to my Saviour's blood, 
 And they shall praise a pardoning God. 
 
 4 O may Thy love inspire my tongue ! 
 Salvation shall be all my song ; 
 
 And all my powers shall join to bless 
 The Lord, my Strength and Righteousness. 
 
 340 
 
 1. WATTS. 
 
 S. M. 
 
 And can I yet delay 
 
 My little all to give ? 
 To tear my soul from earth away, 
 
 And Jesus to receive ? 
 
 Nay, but I yield, I yield ! 
 
 I can hold out no more : 
 I sink, by dying love compelled, 
 
 And own Thee conqueror. 
 182 
 
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 341 
 
 3 Though Itj'?, r all forsake; 
 
 My friontls, my nil rosign ; 
 Gracious Itedeemer, take, oh tako, 
 And seal me ever Thiuo 1 
 
 4 My one desire ho this, 
 
 Thy only love to know ; 
 Freely to yield all other bliss, 
 All other good below, 
 
 0. WKSLLY. 
 
 C. M. 
 
 1 AppROArir, my soul, the mercy-seat, 
 
 Where Jesus answers prayer ; 
 There humbly fall before 11'-. feet, 
 For none can perish therv\ 
 
 2 Thy promise is my only pica ; 
 
 With this I venture nigh : 
 Thou callest burdened souls to Theo, 
 And such, O Lord, am 1. 
 
 3 Bowed down beneath a load of sin, 
 
 By Satan sorely piessed. 
 By wars without, and fears within, 
 I come to Thee for rest. 
 
 4 Be Thou my shield and hiding-place, 
 
 That, sheltered near Thy side, 
 I may my fierce accuser face, 
 And tell him. Thou hast died. 
 
 5 O wondrous love I to bleed and die. 
 
 To bear the cross and shame. 
 That guilty sinners, such as I, 
 Might plead Thy gracious name ! 
 
 J. NEWTON. 
 
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 Depth of mercy ! — can there bo 
 Mercy still reserved for me ? 
 Can my God His wrath forbear. 
 And the chief of sinners spare i 
 
 I have long withstood His grace ; 
 Long provoked Him to His face ; 
 Would not hear His gracious calls ; 
 Grieved Him by a thousand falls. 
 
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 Wilt Thou not Um< wron;,' lor^'ri ?- 
 Lo, I full lu'foro Tl.y \W\. 
 
 4 Now iiicliiu^ luo to r4>|u>iit ; 
 Lot mo now my fall lamri I ; 
 |)««i<|>ly my rt<volt «h»|»loi«« ; 
 Wtvj), boliint», juul hin no moif 
 
 343 
 
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 1 How s.\i> oui" .slal«» l»v nalnrr is 
 
 Out' .sin- how (l»M»p it stains I 
 Antl Satan hohls ouroajitivo mintls 
 Fast in his slavish chains. 
 
 2 I hit (horo's a voice of sovcnM^'ii j^racc, 
 
 Somuls from i\n* sacit'd Word : 
 " Ii(» I yv (U'S|»airin^ simu'is, come, 
 And trust a i»ardonin^' iiord." 
 
 3 j\Jy soul obeys tlio Almi^'hty cjdl, 
 
 And runs to this relief; 
 1 would believe Thy promise, Lord : 
 O help my unbelief 1 
 
 4 A fjuilty, weak, and lielplesa worm, 
 
 On Thy kind arms I fall ; 
 He Thou my Strength and llighteousness, 
 My Saviour and my All. 
 
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 344 
 
 7s. 6 linua. 
 
 1 Jksus, Lamb of God, for me 
 
 Thou, the Lord of life, didst die ; 
 Whither — whither, but to Thee, 
 
 Can a trembling sinner fly ! 
 Death's dark waters o'er me roll, 
 Save, oh save, my sinking soul ! 
 
 2 Never bowed a martyr's head 
 
 Weighed with equal sorrow down ; 
 Never blood so rich was shed. 
 
 Never king wore such a crown ; 
 To Thy cross and sacrifice 
 Faith now lifts her tearful eyes. 
 184 
 
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 3 All my soul, l»y lovn siilMJurd, 
 
 MrliH ill ticrp CMiit ritioii tliiTc; 
 Wy 'riiy iiii;,'l»ty ^miut rc^imwrd, 
 
 Now-liorii liojtn loiltidK despair : 
 liOi'd! 'riioii ivmst my ^niilt rniMfivc, 
 'I'lioii hast liid mo look and live. 
 
 4 Wliil«> with hrokdi) licart I kiKM'l, 
 
 Sinks ilu) inward storm to rust; 
 liil'c immortal lilt; I IVrl 
 
 Kindird in my throhhin^^ l>r(!asL; 
 Thinu - for ovor 'I'hinc! — I am ! 
 ( Jloiy to Tht'c, hloodin^' Laml) ! 
 
 UAV l'AI.MI.U. 
 
 345 L. M. 
 
 1 .Iksih, tho sinner's Kriend, to ThcL', 
 Lost and undone, for aid I tice; 
 Weary of earth, myself, and sin, 
 Open 'i'hine aruiH and take ine in. 
 
 2 J'ity and heal my sin siek soul ; 
 
 "I'is Thou alone canst make me whole ; 
 FalTn, till in mo Thine ima;;u shine, 
 And lust I am, till Thou art mine. 
 
 3 At last 1 own it cannot bo 
 
 That I should (it myself for Thee : 
 Here, then, to Theo I all resifjn. 
 Thine is tho work, and oidy Thin**. 
 
 4 What shall I say 1'hy grace to move ? 
 Lord, 1 am sin, but Thou art love ; 
 
 I give up every plea beside, 
 
 Lord, I am lost, — but Thou hast died ! 
 
 346 
 
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 1 Jesus I Thou art the sinner's Friend ; 
 
 As such I look to Thee ; 
 Now in the fulness of Thy love, 
 O Lord ! remember me. 
 
 2 Remember Thy pure word of grace, — 
 
 Remember Calvary ; 
 Remember all Thy dying groans. 
 And then remember me. 
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 3 Thou wondrous Advocate with God ' 
 
 I yield myself to Thee ; 
 While Thou art sitting on Thy throne, 
 Dear Lord ! remember me. 
 
 4 Lord 1 I am guilty — I am vile, 
 
 But Thy salvation's free ; 
 Then, in Thine all-abounding grace, 
 Dear Lord ! remember me. 
 
 B. BURNHAM. 
 
 347 8.8.8.6. or L. M. 
 
 1 Just as I am — without one plea, 
 But that Thy blood was shed for me, 
 And that Thou bidd'st me come to Thee, 
 
 O Lamb of God, I come ! 
 
 2 Just as I am — and waiting net 
 To rid my soul of one dark blot ; 
 
 To Thee, whose blood can cleanse each spot, 
 O Lamb of God, I come ! 
 
 3 Just as I am — though tossed about 
 With many a conflict, many a doubt. 
 Fightings and fears within, without, 
 
 O Lamb of God, I come ! 
 
 4 Just as I am — poor, wretched, blind ; 
 Sight, riches, healing of the mind. 
 Yea, all I need in Thee to find, 
 
 O Lamb of God, 1 come ! 
 
 5 Just as I am — Thou wilt receive, 
 Wilt welcome, pardon, cleanse, relieve ; 
 Because Thy promise I believe, 
 
 O Lamb of God, I come ! 
 
 6 Just as I am — Thy love unknown 
 Has broken every barrier down, — 
 Now, to be Thine, yen, Thine alone, 
 
 O Lamb of God, I come ! 
 
 348 
 
 C. ELLIOTT. 
 
 L. M. 
 
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 O Thou that hear'st when sinners cry. 
 Though all my crimes before Thee lie. 
 Behold them not with angry look. 
 But blot their memory from Thy book. 
 
 1 86 
 
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 2 Create my nature pure within, 
 And form my soul averse to sin ; 
 Let Thy good Spirit ne'er depart, 
 Nor hide Thy presence from my heart. 
 
 3 I cannot live without Thy light, 
 
 Cast out and banished from Thy sight ; 
 Thy holy joys, my God, restore. 
 And guard me that I fall no more. 
 
 4 Tho' I have grieved Thy Spirit, I^ord, 
 His help and comfort still afford ; 
 
 And let a wretch come near Thy throne, 
 To plead the merits of Thy Son. 
 
 349 
 
 1 So near the cleansing Fountain, 
 
 In this the Gospel day, 
 O guilty one ! awaken, 
 And wash thy sins away. 
 
 2 So near the Refuge City, 
 
 Then why not enter in ? 
 Pass through the open gateway 
 And life eternal win. 
 
 3 So near the fold of Jesus, 
 
 No longer stay outside ; 
 Come, find a peaceful shelter, 
 Where God's redeemed abide. 
 
 4 So near the loving Saviour, 
 
 Why stand in fear and doubt ? 
 In simple faith approach Him, 
 He will not cast thee out. 
 
 5 So near the Great Physician, 
 
 Go, touch His garment's hem ; 
 See, while His saints adore Him, 
 What grace has done for them. 
 
 6 So near the Ark of safety. 
 
 Arise, and enter thou ; 
 The storm of wrath is bursting ! 
 soul ! escape it now ! 
 
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 350 8.7. double. 
 
 1 Take me, O my Father, take me ! 
 
 Take me, save me, through Thy Son ; 
 
 That which Thou wouldst have me, make me, 
 Let Thy will in me be done. 
 
 Long from Thee my footsteps straying. 
 Thorny proved the way I trod ; 
 
 Weary come I now, and praying- 
 Take me to Thy love, my God ! 
 
 2 Fruitless years with grief recalling, 
 
 Humbly I confess my sin ; 
 At Thy feet, O Father, falling. 
 
 To Thy household take me in. 
 Freely now to Thee I proffer 
 
 This relenting heart of mine ; 
 Freely life and soul I offer — 
 
 Gift unworthy love like Thine. 
 
 3 Once the world's lledeemer, dying, 
 
 Bare our sins upon the tree ; 
 On that sacrifice relying. 
 
 Now I look in hope to Thee ; 
 Father, take me ! all forgiving, 
 
 Fold me to Thy loving breast ; 
 In Thy love for ever living, 
 
 I must be for ever blest 1 
 
 351 
 
 BAT PALMER. 
 
 L. M. 
 
 With broken heart and contrite sigh, 
 A trembling sinner. Lord, I cry; 
 ** Thy pardoning gi-ace is rich and free ! " 
 " God, be merciful to me ! " 
 
 I smite upon my troubled breast, 
 With deep and conscious guilt opprest — 
 Christ and His cross my only plea ; 
 " O G^d, be merciful to me ! " 
 
 Nor alms, nor deeds that I have done. 
 Can for a single sin atone ; 
 To Calvary alone I flee : 
 " God, be merciful to me 1 '* 
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 4 And when, redeemed from sin and hell, 
 With all the ransomed throng I dwell, 
 My raptured song shall ever be, 
 " God has been merciful to me ! " 
 
 C. ELVEX. 
 
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 FAITH AND TRUST. 
 
 H. M. 
 
 Arise, 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. 
 
 The bleeding wounds He bears, 
 
 Received on Calvary, 
 Now pour effectual prayers. 
 
 And strongly speak for me : 
 " Forgive him, oh forgive," they cry, 
 "Nor let that ransomed sinner die." 
 
 The Father hears Him pray, 
 
 The dear Anointed One ; 
 He cannot turn away 
 
 The pleading of His Son : 
 His Spirit answers to the blood, 
 And tells me I am bom of God. 
 
 To God I'm reconciled ; 
 
 His pardoning voice I hear ; 
 He owns me for His child ; 
 
 I can no longer fear : 
 With filial trust I now draw nigh, 
 And " Father, Abba Father," cry. 
 
 Arise, ye saints, arise ! 
 
 The Lord our Leader is ; 
 The foe before His banner flies, 
 
 And victory is His. 
 189 
 
 S. M. 
 
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 2 We follow Thee, our Guide, 
 
 Our Saviour, and our King 1 
 We follow Thee, through grace supplied 
 From heaven's eternal spring. 
 
 3 We soon shall see the day 
 
 When all our toils shall cease ; 
 When we shall cast our arms away, 
 And dwell in endless peace. 
 
 4 This hope supports us here ; 
 
 It makes our burdens light ; 
 'Twill serve our drooping hearts to cheer, 
 Till faith shall end in sight. 
 
 5 Till, of the prize possessed, 
 
 W"e hear of war no more ; 
 
 And ever with our Leader rest 
 
 On yonder peaceful shore. 
 
 T. KELLY. 
 
 354 10.10.11.11. 
 
 1 Begone, unbelief, my Saviour is near, 
 And for my relief will surely appear ; 
 
 By prayer let me wrestle, and He will perform, 
 With Christ in the vessel, I smile at the storm. 
 
 2 Though dark be my way, since He is my guide, 
 'Tis mine to obey, 'tis His to provide ; 
 Though cisterns be broken, and creatures all fail, 
 The word He has spoken shall surely prevail. 
 
 3 His love in time past forbids me to think 
 He'll leave me at last in trouble to sink ; 
 Each sweet Ebenezer I have in review. 
 
 Confirms His good pleasure to help me quite through. 
 
 4 Since all that I meet shall work for my good, 
 The bitter is sweet, the med'cine is food ; 
 Though painful at present, 'twill cease before long. 
 And then, oh, how pleasant the conqueror's song ! 
 
 J, NEWTON. 
 
 355 L. M. 
 
 I Beneath Thy wing, O God, I rest, 
 Under Thy shadow safely lie. 
 By Thine own strength in peace possest, 
 While dreaded evils pass me by. 
 
 190 
 
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 2 With strong desire I here can stay 
 To see Thy love its work complete ; 
 Here can I wait a long delay, 
 Reposing at my Saviour's feet. 
 
 3 My place of lowly service too, 
 Beneath that sheltering wing I see ; 
 For all the work 1 have to do 
 
 Is done through strengthening trust in Thee. 
 
 4 In faith and patience is repose, 
 
 In faith and rest my strength sh.all be ; 
 And, when Thy joy the Church o'erllows, 
 I know that it will visit me. 
 
 356 
 
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 A I>. WARING. 
 
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 1 Day by day th«i manna fell, 
 O to learn this lesson well I 
 Still by constant mercy fed. 
 Give me, Lord, my daily bread. 
 
 2 Day by day, the promise reads, 
 Daily strength for daily needs : 
 Cast foreboding fears away, 
 Take the manna of to-day. 
 
 3 Lord ! my times are in Thy hand ; 
 All my sanguine hopes have planned ; 
 To Thy wisdom I resign. 
 
 And would make that promise mine. 
 
 4 Thou my daily task shalt give, 
 Day by day to Thee 1 live ; 
 So shall added years fulfil, 
 
 Not my own, — my Father's will. 
 
 5 O to live with mind subdued. 
 Yet elate with gratitude : 
 Strong in faith, exempt from care, 
 By the energy of prayer I 
 
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 I BLESS the Christ of God, 
 
 I rest on love divine, 
 And with unfaltering lip and heart, 
 
 I call this Saviour mine. 
 191 
 
THE CHRISTIAN LIFE: 
 
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 2 His cross dispels each doubt ; 
 
 I bury in His tomb 
 Each thought of unbelief and fear, 
 Each lingering shade of gloom. 
 
 3 I praise the God of peace ; 
 
 I trust His truth and might ; 
 He calls mo His, I call Him mine, 
 My God, my joy, my light. 
 
 4 In Him is only good, 
 
 In me is only ill ; 
 My ill but draws His goodness forth. 
 And me He loveth still. 
 
 5 'Tis He who saveth me. 
 
 And freely pardon gives: 
 I love because He loveth me ; 
 I live because He lives. 
 
 6 My life with Him is hid. 
 
 My death has passed away. 
 My clouds have melted into light. 
 My midnight into day. 
 
 H. BONAH. 
 
 368 7.6. double. 
 
 1 I COULD liot do without Thee, 
 
 Saviour of the lost ! 
 
 Whose precious blood redeemed me 
 
 At such tremendous cost : 
 Thy righteousness. Thy pardon, 
 
 Thy precious blood must be 
 My only hope and comfort, 
 
 My glory and my plea ! 
 
 2 I could not do without Thee I 
 
 1 cannot stand alone, 
 
 I have no strength or goodness, 
 
 No wisdom of my own ; 
 But Thou, beloved Saviour, 
 
 Art all in all to me. 
 And weakness will be power 
 
 If leaning hard on Thee. 
 192 
 
FAITH AND TRUST. 
 
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 1 could not do without Thee, 
 
 Jesus, Saviour dear ! 
 E'en when my eyes are holdeu, 
 
 1 know that Thou art near 
 How dreary and liow lonely 
 
 This changeful life would be 
 Without the sweet communion. 
 The secret rest with Thee 1 
 
 I could not do without Thee, 
 
 For years are fleeting fast, 
 And soon in solemn loneness 
 
 The river must be passed ; 
 But Thou wilt never leave me, 
 
 And though the waves roll high, 
 I know Thou wilt be near me. 
 
 And whisper, " It is 1." 
 
 F. R. HAVEROAL. 
 
 859 7.6. deuble, 
 
 1 I LAY my sins on Jesus, 
 
 Tho spotless Lamb of God, 
 He bears them all, and frees us 
 
 From the accursed load : 
 I bring my guilt to Jesus, 
 
 To wash my crimson stains 
 White in His blood most precious. 
 
 Till not a spot remains 1 
 
 2 I lay my wants on Jesus, 
 
 AH fulness dwells in Him ; 
 He healeth my diseases. 
 
 He doth my soul redeem ; 
 I lay my griefs on Jesus, 
 
 My burdens and my cares, 
 He from them all releases. 
 
 He all my sorrows shares. 
 
 3 I long to be like Jesus, 
 
 Meek, loving, lowly, mild ; 
 I long to be like Jesus, 
 The Father's Holy Child I 
 
 193 N 
 
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THE CHRISTIAN LIFE: 
 
 360 
 
 361 
 
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 I long to be with Jesus, 
 Amid the heavenly throng, 
 
 To sing with saints His praises, 
 To learn the angels' song. 
 
 U. BONAK. 
 
 7.6. double. 
 
 I NEED Thee, precious Jesus, 
 
 For I am full of sin : 
 My soul is dark and guilty. 
 
 My heart is dead within. 
 I need the cleansing fountain, 
 
 "Where I can always flee, 
 The blood of Christ most precious, 
 
 The sinner's perfect plea. 
 
 I need Thee, precious Jesus, 
 
 For I am very poor ; 
 A stranger and a pilgrim, 
 
 I have no earthly store. 
 1 need the love of Jesus 
 
 To cheer me on my way, 
 To cheer my doubting footsteps, 
 
 To be my strength and stay. 
 
 I need Thee, precious Jesus, 
 
 I need a friend like Thee, 
 A friend to soothe and pity, 
 
 A friend to care for me. 
 I need the heart of Jesus 
 
 To feel each anxious care, 
 To tell my every trouble. 
 
 And all my sorrows share. 
 
 V. WHITFIELD. 
 
 In the dark and cloudy day, 
 When earth's riches flee away. 
 And the last hope will not stay ; 
 My Saviour, comfort me. 
 
 Thou who wast so sorely tried. 
 In the darkness crucified, 
 Bid me in Thy love confide : 
 My Saviour, comfort me. 
 194 
 
 7.7.7.6. 
 
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FAITH AND TRUST. 
 
 3 Comfort me, I am cast down, 
 'Tis my heavenly Father's frown ; 
 1 deserve it all, I own ! 
 
 My Saviour, comfort me. 
 
 4 In these hours of sad distress, 
 Let me know He love.j no less, 
 Bid me trust His faithfulness : 
 
 My Saviour, comfort me. 
 
 O. BAWSON. 
 
 362 10.4.10.4.10.10. 
 
 1 Lead, kindly Light, a: id the encircling gloom, 
 
 Lead Thou me on ; 
 The night is dark, and I am far from home ; 
 
 Lead Thou me on. 
 Keep Thou my feet ; I do not ask to see 
 The distant scene ; one step enough for me. 
 
 2 I was not ever thus, nor prayed that Thou 
 
 Shouldst lead me on ; 
 I loved to choose and see my path ; but now 
 
 Lead Thou me on ; 
 I loved the garish day, and, spite of fears. 
 Pride ruled my will : remember not past years I 
 
 3 So long Thy power hath blest me, sure it still 
 
 Will lead me on 
 O'er moor and fen, o'er crag and torrent, till 
 
 The night is gone, 
 And with the morn those angel-faces smile 
 Which I have loved long since, and lost awhile. 
 
 J. H. NEWMAN. 
 
 363 
 
 1 Let me but hear my Saviour say, 
 
 " Strength shall be equal to thy day," 
 Then 1 rejoice in deep distress, 
 Upheld by all-sufl&cient grace. 
 
 2 I can do all things, or can bear 
 
 All sufferings, if my Lord be there ; 
 Sweet pleasures mingle with the pains. 
 While He my sinking head sustains. 
 195 
 
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 364 
 
 365 
 
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 I glory ill iiilirmity, 
 
 Tluit Cliiist's own power may rest on mo ; 
 WliLMi I am weak, then am I strong ; 
 Cracu in my shield, uud Ciirist my isong. 
 
 I. WAITS. 
 S. M. 
 
 1 My (fod, permit my tonguo 
 
 Til is joy — to call Thee mine 
 And let my early cries prevail 
 To taste Thy love divine. 
 
 2 For life, without Thy love, 
 
 No relish can afford ; 
 No joy can be compared with this, — • 
 I'o serve and please the Lord. 
 
 3 In wakefid hours of night, 
 
 I call my (Jod to mind ; 
 I think how wise Thy counsels are, 
 And all Thy dealings kind. 
 
 4 Since Thou hast been my help. 
 
 To Thee my spirit flies; 
 And on Thy watchful providence 
 My cheerful hope relies. 
 
 5 The shadow of Thy wings 
 
 My soul in safety keeps ; 
 I follow where my Father leads, 
 And He supports my steps. 
 
 I. WATTS. 
 
 L. M. 6 lines. 
 My hope is built on nothing less 
 Thau Jesus' blood and righteousness ; 
 I dare not trust the sweetest frame, 
 But wholly lean on Jesus' name : 
 On Christ, the solid rock, I stand ; 
 All other ground is sinking sand. 
 
 When darkness veils His lovely face, 
 I rest on His unchanging grace ; 
 In every high and stormy gale, 
 My anchor holds within the veil : 
 On Christ, the solid rock, I stand ; 
 All other ground is sinking sand. 
 196 
 
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 His ofith, His covonant mid blood, 
 Support ino in thfl wljolniinp Mood ; 
 Wlien all arotmd my soul ^'ivcs way, 
 He then is all my liopo and stay : 
 On Christ, the solid rock, I stand ; 
 All other ground is sinking sand. 
 
 r. MfiTK. 
 
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 367 
 
 L. M. 
 
 My henrt, O Ood, be wlioUy Thine, 
 I would not keep it back from Thee ; 
 Nor wish to shun the fjrace divine, 
 VVhieh asks this humble gift of me. 
 
 () take it now, and let Thy love 
 For evermore within me dwell ; 
 And may Thy Spirit from above 
 Teach me to serve my Master well. 
 
 Afar be every thought of sin. 
 Afar be every wish to stray ; 
 Tiet truth and holiness begin 
 To lead me up the heavenward way. 
 
 Make this ray only aim and care. 
 To seek Thy praise in all I do ; 
 I'o consecrate each act with prayer, 
 As I my daily work pursue. 
 
 More like to Thee, my blessM Lord, 
 I would be, as my days pass by, 
 With patience, love, and wisdom stored, 
 Ready to live, and tit to die. 
 
 W. .T. MATHAMS. 
 
 L. M. 
 
 No more, my God, I boast no more 
 Of all the duties I have done ; 
 I quit the hopes T held before, 
 To trust the merits of Thy Son. 
 
 Now, for the love I bear His name, 
 What was my gain I count my loss ; 
 My former pride I call my shame, 
 And nail my glory to His cross. 
 
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 368 
 
 Yes, and I must and will esteem 
 All things but loss for Jesus' sake : 
 O may my soul be found in Him, 
 And of His righteousness partake 1 
 
 The best obedience of my hands 
 J)ares not appear before 'I'hy throne ; 
 But faith can answer Thy demands, 
 By pleading what my Lord has <lone. 
 
 I. WATTM. 
 S. M. 
 
 Not what these hands have done 
 
 Can save this guilty soul ; 
 Not what this toiling flesh lias borne, 
 
 Can make my spirit whole, 
 
 Not what I feel or do, 
 
 Can give me peace with God ; 
 
 Not all my prayers and sighs and tears, 
 Can bear my awful load. 
 
 Thy work alone, O Christ, 
 
 Can ease this weight of sin ; 
 Thy blood alone, O Lamb of God, 
 
 Can give me peace within. 
 
 Thy love to me, O God, 
 
 Not mine, O Lord, to Thee, 
 Can rid me of this dark unrest, 
 
 And set my spirit free. 
 
 369 
 
 H. BONAR. 
 
 C. M. 
 
 O FOR a faith that will not shrink 
 
 Though pressed by every foe, 
 That will not tremble on the brink 
 
 Of any earthly woe ! — 
 
 That will not murmur nor complain 
 
 Beneath the chastening rod. 
 But, in the hour of grief or pain, 
 
 Will lean upon its God ; — 
 
 A faith that shines more bright and clear 
 
 When tempests rage without ; 
 That, when in danger, knows no fear. 
 
 In darkness, feels no doubt ; — 
 198 
 
FAITH AND TRU5<T. 
 
 4 Lord, give us Ruch a fnith as this, 
 Aiul then, whato'or may come, 
 We'll taste, cv'n here, the hallowe<l hlis.i 
 Of au eternal home. 
 
 W. II. BATItURilT. 
 
 370 ( . M. 
 
 1 GIFT of gifts 1 grace of faith ! 
 
 My God ! how can it be 
 That Thou, who hast discerning love, 
 Shouldst give that gift to me ? 
 
 2 How many hearts Thou mightst have liad 
 
 More- innocent than mine ! 
 How many souls more worthy far 
 Of that sweet touch of Thine I 
 
 3 Ah, grace I into un likeliest hearts 
 
 It is thy boast to come. 
 
 The glory of thy light to find 
 
 In darkest spots a home. 
 
 4 The crowd of cares, the weightiest cross, 
 
 Seem trifles less than light — 
 Earth looks so little and so low 
 When faith shines full and bright. 
 
 5 happy, happy that I am 1 
 
 If thou canst be, Faith, 
 The treasure that thou art in life. 
 What wilt thou be in death I 
 
 F. W. FABKR. 
 
 371 c. p. M. 
 
 1 Lord, how happy should we be 
 If we could cast our care on Thee, 
 
 If we from self could rest ; 
 And feel at heart that One above 
 In perfect wisdom, perfect love. 
 
 Is working for the best. 
 
 2 How far from this our daily life ! 
 How oft disturbed by anxious strife I 
 
 By sudden wild alarms I 
 O could we but relinquish all 
 Our earthly props, and simply fall 
 
 On Thine Almighty arms 1 
 199 
 
THE CHRISTIAN LIFE: 
 
 Could we but kneel and cast our load, 
 E'en while we pray, upon our God ; 
 
 Then rise with lightened cheer, 
 Sure that the Father, who is nigh 
 To still the famished raven's cry, 
 
 Will hear in that we fear. 
 
 Lori, make these faithless hearts of ours 
 Such lessons learn from birds and flowers ; 
 
 Make them from self to cease. 
 Leave all things to a Father's will, 
 And taste, before Him lying still. 
 
 E'en in affliction, peace. 
 
 372 
 
 
 J. ANSTIOR. 
 
 7.6. donble. 
 
 1 Sometimes a light surprises 
 
 The Christian while he sings : 
 It is i,he Lord who rises 
 
 With healing in His wings. 
 When comforts are declining. 
 
 He grants the soul again 
 A season of clear shining. 
 
 To cheer it, after rain. 
 
 2 In holy contemplation, 
 
 We sweetly then pursue 
 The themo of God's salvation. 
 
 And find it ever new. 
 Set free from present sorrow. 
 
 We cheerfully can say. 
 E'en let the unknown to-morrow 
 
 Bring with it what it may ; 
 
 3 It can bring with it nothing 
 
 But He will bear us through ; 
 Who gives the lilies clothing, 
 
 Will clothe His people too : 
 Beneath the spreading heavens, 
 
 No creature but is fed ; 
 And He who feeds the ravens. 
 
 Will give His children bread. 
 
 W. COWPKR. 
 200 
 
FAITH AXn TRUST. 
 
 373 
 
 I^ M. 
 
 Thus far my God hatli led me on, 
 And made His truth and mercy known ; 
 My hopes and fears alternate rise, 
 And comforts mingle with my sighs. 
 
 Through this wide wilderaess I roam, 
 Far distant from my blissful home ; 
 Lord, let Thy presence be my stay, 
 And guard me in this dangerous way. 
 
 Is this, dear Lord, that thorny road 
 Which leads us to the mount of God ? 
 Are these the toils Thy people know 
 While in the wilderness below ? 
 
 'Tis even so Thy faithful love 
 Doth all Thy children's graces prove ; 
 'Tis thus our pride and self must fall, 
 That Jesus may be All in All. 
 
 J. FAWCHTT. 
 
 374 L. M. 
 
 1 'Tis by the faith of joys to come 
 
 We walk through deserts dark as night ; 
 Till we arrive at heaven, our home, 
 Faith is our guide, and faith our light. 
 
 2 Tlie want of sight she well supplies ; 
 She makes the pearly gates appear ; 
 Far into distant worlds she pries, 
 And brings eternal glories near. 
 
 3 With joy we tread the desert through. 
 While faith inspires a heavenly ray, 
 Though lions roar, and tempests blow. 
 And rocks and dangers fill the way. 
 
 375 
 
 To Thee, O dear, dear Saviour, 
 My spirit turns for rest, 
 
 My peace is in Thy favour, 
 My pillow on Thy breast. 
 
 20I 
 
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 7.6. double. 
 
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THE CHRI3TIAK LIFE: 
 
 376 
 
 Though all the world deceive me, 
 1 know that 1 am Thine, 
 
 And Thou wilt never leave me, 
 O blessM Saviour mine ! 
 
 In Thee my trust abideth, 
 
 On Thee my hope relies ; 
 O Thou, whose love provideth 
 
 For all beneath the skies ! 
 Thou, whose mercy found me, 
 
 From bondage set me free. 
 And then for ever bound me. 
 
 With threefold cords to Thee 1 
 
 O for a heart to love Thee 
 
 More truly as 1 ought. 
 And nothing place above Thee, 
 
 In deed, or word, or thought ! 
 for that choicest blessing 
 
 Of living in Thy love. 
 And thus on earth possessing 
 
 The peace of heaven above 1 
 
 J. 8. B. MONSELL. 
 
 C. M. 
 
 1 Walk in the light 1 so shalt thou know 
 
 That fellowship of love. 
 His Spirit only can bestow. 
 Who reigns in light above. 
 
 2 Walk in the light 1 and thou shalt find 
 
 Thy heart made truly His, 
 Who dwells in cloudless light enshrined, 
 In whom no darkness is. 
 
 3 Walk in the light ! and ev'n the tomb 
 
 No fearful shade shall wear; 
 Glory shall chase away its gloom, 
 For Christ hath conquered there. 
 
 4 Walk in the light 1 and thou shalt see 
 
 Thy path, though thorny, bright. 
 For God by grace shall dwell in thee, 
 And God Himself is light. 
 
 B. BABTOir. 
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FAITH AND TRUST. 
 
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 Weary with ray load of sin, 
 All diseased and faint within ; 
 See me. Lord, Thy grace entreat, 
 See me prostrate at Thy feet : 
 Here before Thy cross I lie, 
 Here I live or here I die. 
 
 I have tried and tried in vain 
 Many ways to ease my pain : 
 Now all other hope is past. 
 Only this is left at last, 
 Here before Thy cross I lie, 
 Here I live or here I die. 
 
 If I perish be it here. 
 With the Friend of sinners near : 
 Lord, it is enough — I know 
 Never sinner perished so ! 
 Here before Thy cross I lie, 
 Here I cannot, cannot die. 
 
 
 W. ROBINSON. 
 
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 Your harps, ye trembling saints, 
 Down fi-om the willows take : 
 
 Loud to the praise of love divine 
 Bid every string awake. 
 
 Though in a foreign land, 
 
 We are not far from home ; 
 And nearer to our house above 
 
 We every moment come. 
 
 His grace will to the end 
 Stronger and brighter shine ; 
 
 Nor present things, nor things to come. 
 Shall quench the spark divine. 
 
 When we in darkness walk. 
 
 Nor feel the heavenly flame, 
 Then is the time to trust our God, 
 
 And rest upon His name. 
 
 A. M. TOPtADT. 
 
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 1 Hark, my soul, it is the Lord ; 
 'Tis the Saviour ; hear His word : 
 Jesus speaks, and speaks to thee : 
 
 " Say, poor sinner, lov'st thou Me ? 
 
 2 " I delivered thee when bound. 
 
 And, when wounded, healed thy wound ; 
 Sought thee wandering, set thee right, 
 Turned thy darkness into light. 
 
 3 " Mine is an unchanging love, 
 Higher than the heights above, 
 Deeper than the depths beneath, 
 Free and faithful, strong as death." 
 
 4 Lord, it is my chief complaint 
 That my love is weak and faint ; 
 Yet I love Thee, and adore ; 
 
 O for grace to love Thee more ! 
 
 W. COWPER, 
 
 C. M. 
 
 1 Jesus, I love Thy charming name ; 
 
 'Tis music to my ear ; 
 Fain would I sound it out so loud 
 That earth and heaven might hear. 
 
 2 Yes, Thou art precious to my soul, 
 
 My transport and my trust ; 
 Jewels to Thee are gaudy toys. 
 And gold is sordid dust. 
 
 3 All my capacious powers can wish 
 
 In Thee doth richly meet ; 
 Nor to my eyes is light so dear, 
 Nor friendship half so sweet. 
 
 4 Thy grace shall dwell upon my heart, 
 
 And shed its fragrance there, — 
 The noblest balm of all its wounds, 
 The cordial of its care. 
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 5 I'll speak the honours of Thy name 
 With my last, hibouring breath, 
 And, dying, clasp Thee in my arms. 
 The antidote of death. 
 
 p. LiUDDKIliUE. 
 
 381 c. M. 
 
 1 Jesus, these eyes have never seen 
 
 That radiant form of Thine ; 
 The veil of sense hangs dark between 
 Thy blessed face and mine. 
 
 2 I see Tliee not, I hear Thee not, 
 
 Yet art Thou oft with me ; 
 And earth has ne'er so dear a spot, 
 As where I meet with Thee. 
 
 3 Like some bright dream, that comes unsought, 
 
 When slumbers o'er me roll. 
 Thine image ever fills my thought. 
 And charms my ravished soul. 
 
 4 Yet, though I have not seen, and still 
 
 Must rest in faith alone, 
 I love Thee, dearest Lord, and will, 
 Unseen but not unknown. 
 
 5 When death these mortal eyes shall seal, 
 
 And still this throbbing heart ; 
 The rending veil shall Thee reveal, 
 All-glorious as Thou art. 
 
 KAY PALMER. 
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 1 Jesus, Thy boundless love to me 
 
 No thought can reach, no tongue declare ; 
 Unite my thankful heart to Thee, 
 And reign without a rival there. 
 
 2 Thy love, how cheering is its ray ! 
 All pain before its presence flies ; 
 Care, anguish, sorrow, melt away 
 Where'er its healing beams arise. 
 
 3 let Thy love my soul inflame, 
 And to Thy service sweetly bind ; 
 Transfuse it through my inmost frames 
 And mould me wholly to Thy mind. 
 
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 4 Thy love, in sufferings, be my peace ; 
 Thy love, in weakness, make me strong ; 
 And, when the storms of life shall cease, 
 Thy love shall be in heaven my song. 
 
 r. GERHARDT, (r. by WKStET. 
 
 383 6.6.4.6.6.6.4. 
 
 1 Jesus, Thy name I love, 
 All other names above, 
 
 Jesus, my Lord 1 
 O Thou art all to me ! 
 Nothing to please I see, 
 Nothing apart from Thee, 
 
 Jesus, .uy Lord ! 
 
 2 Thou, blessM Son of God, 
 Hast bought me with Thy blood, 
 
 Jesus, my Lord ! 
 
 how great is Thy love, 
 All other loves above. 
 Love that I daily prove, 
 
 Jesus, my Lord ! 
 
 3 When unto Thee I flee, 
 Thou wilt my refuge be, 
 
 Jesus, my Lord ! 
 What need I now to fear ? 
 What earthly grief or care. 
 Since Thou art ever near, 
 
 Jesus, my Lord? 
 
 4 Soon Thou wilt come again 1 
 
 1 shall be happy then, 
 Jesus, my Lord ! 
 
 Then Thine own face I'll see, 
 Then I shall like Thee be. 
 Then evermore with Thee, 
 Jesus, my Lord I 
 
 J. a. DECK. 
 
 384 0. p. M. 
 
 I LOVE divine, how sweet Thou art ! 
 When shall I find my willing heart 
 All taken up by Thee ? 
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 385 
 
 My thirsting spirit faints to prove 
 The greatness of redeeming love, 
 The love of Christ to me. 
 
 Stronge His love than death and hell ; 
 Its riches are unsearchable : 
 
 The first-born sons of light 
 Desire in vain its depths to see : 
 They cannot reach the mystery, 
 
 The length and breadth and height, 
 
 God only knows the love of God : 
 O that it now were shed abroad 
 
 In this poor stony heart ! 
 For love I sigh, for love I pine ; 
 This only portion, Lord, be mine ; 
 
 Be mine this better part ! 
 
 that I could for ever sit, 
 With Mary, at the Master's feet ! 
 
 Be this my happy choice ! 
 My only care, delight, and bliss, 
 My joy, my heaven on earth, be this, 
 
 To hear the Bridegroom's voice ! 
 
 C. WESLEY. 
 
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 1 Thine for ever ! God of love. 
 Hear us from Thy throne above, 
 Thine for ever may we be, 
 Here and in eternity. 
 
 2 Thine for ever I how blest 
 They who find in Thee their rest ; 
 Saviour, Guardian, heavenly Friend, 
 O defend us to the end. 
 
 3 Thine for ever ! Shepherd, keep. 
 These Thy frail and trembling sheep ; 
 Safe alone beneath Thy care. 
 
 Let us all Thy goodness share. 
 
 4 Thine for ever ! Thou our Guide, 
 All our wants by Thee supplied, 
 All our sins by Thee forgiven, 
 Lead us, Lord, from earth to heaven. 
 
 V. T. MAUDK 
 207 
 
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THE CHKISTIAN LIl'E: 
 
 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE: JOY. 
 
 386 
 
 I 
 
 I 
 
 Brightly gleams our banner, 
 
 Pointing to the sky, 
 Waving wanderers onward 
 
 To tlieir home on high. 
 Journeying o'er the desert, 
 
 Ghidly thus we pray. 
 And with hearts united, 
 
 Take our heavenward way. 
 
 Hef. — Brightly gleams our banner, 
 Pointing to the sky, 
 Waving wanderers onward 
 To their home on high. 
 
 Jesus, Lord and Master, 
 
 At Thy sacred feet, 
 Here with hearts rejoicing 
 
 See Thy children meet ; 
 Often have we left Thee, 
 
 Often gone astray ; 
 Keep us, mighty Saviour, 
 
 In the narrow way. — Bep. 
 
 All our days direct us 
 
 In the way we go ; 
 Lead us on victorious 
 
 Over every foe : 
 Bid Thine angels shield us 
 
 When the storm-clouds lower ; 
 Pardon Thou and save us 
 
 In the last dread hour. — Eef. 
 
 387 
 
 6.5. double. 
 
 i 
 
 T. J. POTTEa 
 
 S. M. 
 
 Come, we that love the Lord, 
 And let oiir joys be known ; 
 
 Join in a song with sweet accord, 
 And thus surround the throne. 
 2o8 
 
. POTTER. 
 
 JOY. 
 
 2 The Horrows of tlie mind 
 
 J3e banished from the place ; 
 Religion never was designed 
 To make our pleasures less. 
 
 3 Let those refusPto sing 
 
 Who never knew our (Jod ; 
 But children of the heavenly King 
 May speak their joys abroad. 
 
 4 The hill of Ziou yields 
 
 A thousand sacred sweets, 
 Before we reach the heavenly fields, 
 Or walk the golden streets. 
 
 5 Then let our songs abound, 
 
 And every tear be dry ; 
 We're maixshing through Immanuel's ground, 
 To fairer worlds on high. 
 
 I. V/KVtH 
 
 388 C. M. double. 
 
 1 I HEARD the voice of Jesus say, 
 
 ** Come unto Me and rest ; 
 Lay down, thou weary one, lay down, 
 . Thy head upon My breast." 
 f. came to Jesus as I was, 
 
 Weary, and worn, and sad ; 
 I found in Him a resting-place, 
 
 And He has made me glad. 
 
 2 I heard the voice of Jesus say, 
 
 " Behold, 1 freely give 
 The living water ; thirsty one, 
 
 Stoop down, and drink, and live." 
 I came to Jesus, and I drank 
 
 Of that life-giving stream ; 
 My thirst was quenched, my soul revived. 
 
 And now I live in Him. 
 
 3 T heard the voice of Jesus say, 
 
 " I am this dark world's Light ; 
 Look unto Me, thy morn shall rise. 
 And all thy day be bright." 
 
 209 o 
 
 m 
 
niK CHIMRTIAN I.IKIi; 
 
 I looKtv) 4o iloMIN, iMIll I f(Mni«l 
 
 In Him inv Sinr, mv Snii : 
 Aim! in (liiii },'\ff\\i of lilV I'll \Milk 
 
 Till (rnvollin^' »Ihvh nro tlonr I 
 
 389 
 
 V 
 
 II llilN,tR 
 
 I, IM. 
 
 I .Iksph. my mU, <o luMivrn iM ^«»m' ; 
 ll«> wimm I li\ \\\y 1)0)m<m uimhi ; 
 II is hiioU I Noo, nn<I I'll pnrHno 
 'Vho narrow >vmv, till Him I vi(»>v. 
 
 3 No jnlvor.sjirv wnll<H (luM'oin, 
 No lov(M' of tho worlil nml sin ; 
 Wnyfjirinj^ nuni, \o (^nimni ImmmuI, 
 Alono mIuiII in tho \\t\y Ito foinid. 
 
 3 riiis is tho way I lon^ ha<l sought, 
 Ami moiu'iuHl hocatiso I fonn«l it not: 
 Till lato I lioanl my Saviour sav, 
 *'(\)mo hitluM', soul I I am vho Way." 
 
 4 lrt)l glati I <'on»o : ami Tlion, Most Liiiub, 
 Shalt tako mo to Thoo as I am I 
 
 ISly sinful solf to Thoo I pvo; 
 Nothiufj but lovo shall I rocoivo. 
 
 t; TluMi will I toll to sinnors votmd 
 What a «loar Saviour 1 have foum.1 ; 
 I'll point to Thy ivdooming hlood, 
 And say, •' Behold tho way to iAod ! " 
 
 390 
 
 CKNMrK, 
 
 C. RI, 
 
 1 Jksus, tho very thouju^ht of Thoo, 
 
 With sweetness tills my breast ; 
 But sweeter far Thy face to see, 
 And in Thy j>rese!ico rest. 
 
 2 Nor voice can sing, nor heart can frame, 
 
 Nor can the memory ihid 
 A sweeter sound than Thy blest name, 
 O Saviour of mankind ! 
 
 3 O Hope of e%»ery contrite heart I 
 
 Joy of all the meek ! 
 To those who fall, how kind Thou art 1 
 How good to those who seek I 
 
 210 
 
 I 
 
MINAIt 
 
 I. M. 
 
 ot : 
 
 »> 
 
 '.V. 
 
 !" 
 
 .1. t'KNNKK. 
 
 C. M. 
 
 tramo, 
 irtl 
 
 JOY. 
 
 4 Hub wiint. (o ihoHM wild linil ? Ah I tliJM, 
 
 Nor (i)ii^iin nor |n«ii ri\u hitow ; 
 Tlio l<»vn oF .Ft'HUM, wimf. it JM, 
 Noun lint. IIJH lovo(| orioH know. 
 
 5 Jj'rt.iM, onr «)nly j»»y li« 'riinii, 
 
 Ah 'rii(»n onr pri/.o wilt, lu' ; 
 .h'HnH, l»n TIhhi »»nr ^lory now, 
 And t.liron^h cl.ornil.y. 
 
 391 I.. M. 
 
 I .rKHfP, 'I'hnu .foy of loving lu'iirtH I 
 Thou Konnti of lifn ! Thon Li^'ht of nion I 
 Kroin (ho \iVHt hIiKH ihafc onrth iinpiii'tH, 
 Wo inrn nnfilliMl to TIkmi ii><(iiii. 
 
 i Thy (ruMi nncluin^ofl hat.h ovor hIooJ , 
 'I'hon miVJ'Hl, Mioho Mint on Thuo <'mII ; 
 To tJKMn thnt sook Thoo, Thou art. K"f'*'» 
 Toihoni Ihaf. nndTlMto, All in All I 
 
 3 Wo inHto Tlu'o, () Thou living Itrojul I 
 And lon^ to Umnt tipon Th(M» still ; 
 Wo drink of Theo, tho Konnt.jiin llmd, 
 And ihirHfc our houIh from Then to lill. 
 
 4 Our rostlf'KH HpiritH yonrn for 'i'hoo, 
 Whero'or our (ihangj^ful lot \h cast; 
 (»lad, wlion Thy grariouH Hinilo wo kco, 
 HloHt, whon our faith can hold Thoo fast. 
 
 5 O tloHUH I over with uh stay, 
 
 Make all our inornentH calm and hright; 
 CliaHo tho dark night of sin nway, 
 iShed o'er tho world Thy holy light 1 
 
 BKUNAHO or OLAIUVAUX, tmtlH. KAY I'AI.MRK 
 
 392 8.7. double. 
 
 I Know, my soul, thy full salvation ; 
 Rise o'er sin and fear and care ; 
 Joy to find, in every station, 
 
 Something still to do or bear : 
 Think what Spirit dwells within thee ; 
 
 Tliink what Father's smiles are thine ; 
 Think what Jesus did to win thee : 
 Child of heaven, canst thou repine ? 
 
 211 
 
 liMiiBiia 
 
THE (IIKIHTIAN \.\VEl 
 
 2 ILiiMto ilu'o oil from f^vtwi^ to gl«M'v, 
 
 Ai'IimmI by fnidi. iiikI v.iii^tnl by pniyoi'. 
 
 llmvtMi'H (<(<M'iiiil tlav'n b«»foi'o (Ium<; 
 (ioiVH own liiuiil kIiuII ^iiuIo ihiw ihoro. 
 
 Soon nIihII cloHo thy oartlily iiiission ; 
 Soon hIiiiU {>iiHH thy pilgrim dayH ; 
 
 ]|o|M> hIiiiII cluuigo to gliui fruition, 
 
 Faith to niglit, and |n«iyer to praiNu. 
 
 II. r. i.vTit. 
 
 393 11. 10.11. 10. 
 
 1 JjioHT liatli ariNon, \vp walk in its hrightnoBH ; 
 
 Joy liath (IoncoiuIimI, its fuhu^ss has ooino. 
 Peace hath boon spokon ; wo hoar it, wo take it ; 
 AngolH aro singing, and shall wo bo dumb? 
 
 2 Happy in llim who liatii lovod us and bought us, 
 
 llich in tho lifo which llo gives to His own, 
 Filled with the peace passing all understanding, 
 Never less lonely tlian just when alone. 
 
 3 Safe in Ilia strength, in His love ever happy, 
 
 AVhat are the tremblings ami tossings of time I 
 Firm in His grasp, to His arm over clinging, 
 Upwanl, still upward, we buoyantly climb. 
 
 4 Lead on, our Captain, wo follow, we follow ; 
 
 Ijife ia no slumber, our battle no dream ; 
 Lift up 'tiiy banner, we rally, we rally ; 
 
 Wave high Thy sword, we press on in its gleam. 
 
 5 Jesus, to Thee we look, Saviour Almighty ; 
 
 Jesus, on QMiee we rest, happy and free ; 
 Jesus, on Thee we feed, bread of the hungry ; 
 Jesus, our all, lo I we lean upon Thee ! 
 
 894 
 
 My God, the spring of all my joys, 
 
 The life of my delights, 
 The glory of my brightest days. 
 
 And comfort of my nights. 
 
 2 In darkest shades, if He appear, 
 My dawning is begun : 
 He is my souVs sweet morning-star, 
 And He my rising sun. 
 
 312 
 
 II. UONAU. 
 
JOY. 
 
 3 Tlin oponin^ lionvoiiH aronnd nio Hliino 
 
 Willi Immiidh of HncHMl \A'ihh, 
 When to my lionrt His voirn divino 
 lifHi-H witnoHH I nin lliK 
 
 4 My Noiil wouM Umivo tin's lirnvy clny 
 
 A< that t.mnHportiti^ word ; 
 ]{un up with joy, tho Hhinin^ way, 
 To iiicot in; d»MiroHt JiOid. 
 
 395 
 
 396 
 
 M', 
 
 I. WATTM. 
 
 I.. M. 
 
 1 O HAPPY day, tliat fixod my ohoi(!o 
 On Thco, my Saviour and my (iod ! 
 Well may thin glowing heart rojoico, 
 And toll itH rapturen all abroad. 
 
 2 'Ti.s done, - -tho groat tranHaction*H d(me ; 
 I am my Lord'H, and llo is minn ; 
 
 Jlo drew mo, and I followed on, 
 l{ojoiced to own tho call divine. 
 
 3 Now rest, my long-divided heart, 
 Fixed on this hlissful centre, rest ; 
 Hero have I found a nobler part. 
 Here heavenly pleasures fill my breast. 
 
 4 nigh heaven that hears tbe solemn vow, 
 
 That vow renewed shall daily hear ; 
 
 Till in life's latest hour I bow, 
 
 And bless in death a bond so dear. 
 
 r. imnnnrrKiF. 
 
 (). M. 
 
 1 O Loud, I would delight in Thee, 
 And on Thy caro depend ; 
 
 To Thee in every trouble flee, 
 My best, my only Friend. 
 
 2 When all created streams are dried, 
 Thy fulness is the same ; 
 
 May I with this be satisfied, 
 And glory in Thy name. 
 
 3 No good in creatures can be found, 
 But may be found in Thee ; 
 
 I must have all things, and abound, 
 While God is God to me. 
 
 213 
 
THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 
 
 4 O Lord, I cast my care on Thee ; 
 I triumph and adore ; 
 My great concern shall ever be 
 To love and p '^ase Thee more. 
 
 J. RYLAND, 
 
 397 
 
 8.7. 
 
 
 Sweet the moments, rich in blessing, 
 Which before the cross I spend ; 
 
 Life and health and peace possessing. 
 From the sinner's dying Friend. 
 
 Tx)ve and grief, my heart dividing, 
 With my tears His feet I'll bathe ; 
 
 Constant still, in faith abiding. 
 Life deriving from His death. 
 
 Truly blessed is this station, 
 
 Low before His cross to lie ; 
 While I see divine compassion 
 
 Beaming in His gracious eye. 
 
 Here I'll sit, for ever viewing 
 
 Mercy streaming in His blood j 
 Precious drops, my soul bedewing, 
 
 Plead, and claim my peace with God. 
 
 J. ALLEX, alt. by w. suirlev. 
 
 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE: ASPIRATION, 
 
 398 s. M. 
 
 1 Behold the throne of grace ! 
 
 The promise calls me near ; 
 There Jesus shows a smiling face, 
 And waibS to answer prayer. 
 
 2 That rich atoning blood. 
 
 Which sprinkled round I see. 
 Provides for those who come to God 
 An all -prevailing plea. 
 
 3 My soul 1 ask what thou wilt ; 
 
 Thou canst not be too bold : 
 Since His own blood for thee He spilt, 
 What else can He withhold ? 
 214 
 
ASPIRATION. 
 
 399 
 
 4 Thine image, Lord, bestow, 
 Thy presence and Thy love ; 
 I ask to serve Thee here below, 
 And reign with Thee above. 
 
 J. KEWTOW. 
 
 L. M. 
 
 Come, dearest Lord, descend and dwell 
 By faith and love in every breast ; 
 Then shall we know, and taste, and feel. 
 The joys that cannot be exprest. 
 
 Come, fill our hearts with inward strength ; 
 Make our enlarged souls possess. 
 And learn the height and breadth and length 
 Of Thine unmeasurable grace. 
 
 Now to the God, whose powei can do 
 More than our thoughts or wishes know, 
 Be everlasting honours done 
 By all the Church, through Christ His Son. 
 
 400 
 
 I. WATTS. 
 
 8.7. 
 
 1 Come, Thou Fount of every blessing, 
 
 Tune my L art to sing Thy grace, 
 • Streams of meioy never ceasing 
 Call for songs of loudest praise. 
 
 2 Teach me some melodious donnet, 
 
 Sung by flaming tongues above ; 
 Praipe the Mount — O fix me on it ! 
 Mount of God's unchanging love. 
 
 3 Here I raise my Ebenezer ; 
 
 Hither by Thine help I'm come ; 
 And I hope, by Thy good pleasure, 
 Safely to arrive at home. 
 
 4 Jesus sought me when a stranger. 
 
 Wandering from the fold of God ; 
 He, to rescue me from danger, 
 Interposed His precious blood. 
 
 5 O to grace how great a debtor 
 
 Daily I'm constrained to be ! 
 Let that grace now^ like a fetter, 
 Bind my wandering heart to Thee ! 
 
 6 Prone to wander. Lord, I feel it ; 
 
 Prone to leave the God I love — 
 Here's my heart O take and seal it, 
 Seal it from Thy courts above ! ». ROBunoir. 
 215 
 
THE CHRISTIAN LIFE: 
 
 401 
 
 C. M. 
 
 402 
 
 
 403 
 
 Father ! whate'er of earthly bliss 
 
 Thy sovereign will denies, 
 Accepted at Thy throne of grace, 
 
 Let this petition rise : — 
 
 " Give me a calm, a thankful heart, 
 
 From every murmur free ; 
 The blessings of Thy grace impart, 
 
 And make me live to Thee. 
 
 " Let the sweet hope that Thou art mine 
 
 My life and death attend ; 
 Thy presence through my journey shine, 
 
 And crown my journey's end. " 
 
 A. 8TEEI.K. 
 
 7s. double. 
 Jesus, merciful and mild. 
 
 Lead me as a helpless cbilJ ; 
 On no other arm but Thine 
 
 Would my weary soul recline ; 
 Thou art ready to forgive, 
 
 Thou canst bid the sinner live — 
 Guide the wanderer day by day, 
 
 In the straight and narrow way. 
 
 Thou canst fit me by Tliy grace 
 
 For the heavenly dwelling-place ; 
 All Thy promises are sure. 
 
 Ever shall Thy love endure. 
 Then what more could I desire, 
 
 How to greater bliss aspire ? 
 All I need, in Thee I see; 
 
 Thou art all in all to me. t. nAsnNas. 
 
 6.4.6.4.6.6.6.4. 
 I Jesus, my Lord, my God, 
 Redeemer blest ; 
 Who saved me by Thy blood, 
 
 And gave me rest. 
 I lift my heart to Thee, 
 That I may nearer be, 
 Lord Jesus, nearer Thee, 
 Btill nearer Thee. 
 2i6 
 
ASPIRATION. 
 
 2 Through this rough wilderness, 
 
 My pathway leads ; 
 
 help me in distress, 
 Supply my needs. 
 
 1 trust alone in Thee, 
 That I may near Thee be, 
 Saviour, still nearer Thee, 
 
 Still nearer Thee. 
 
 3 Son of the Living God, 
 
 Thou Saviour dear ! 
 While guided by Thy rod 
 
 I will not fear : 
 Though troubles, like the sea, 
 O'erwhelm me, I will flee. 
 To Thee, O Lord, to Thee, 
 
 I'll flee to Thee. 
 
 4 Then to eternity, 
 
 Thy name I'll bless ; 
 Thou Lamb of Calvary, 
 
 My Righteousness. 
 Loud as the sounding sea. 
 Shall swell that song to Thee, 
 *' Nearer, my .God, to 'I'hee, 
 
 Nearer to Thee." 
 
 S. T. RAND, IIANTHPORT, N. ». 
 
 8.7. double. 
 Light of those whose dreary dwelling 
 
 Borders on the shades of death ! 
 Rise on us, Thy love revealing, 
 
 Dissipate the clouds beneath : 
 Thou, of heaven and earth Creator, 
 
 In out" deepest darkness rise, — 
 Scattering all the night of nature, 
 
 Pouring day upon our eyes. 
 
 Still we wait for Thine appearing, 
 Life and joy Thv beams impart, 
 
 Chasing all our fears, and cheering 
 Every poor benighted heart : 
 317 
 
 404 
 
THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 
 
 CJoino, Miul ninnifoHt Thy favour 
 
 To il 
 
 \0 I'MnSOIIUM 
 
 I, liolpl 
 
 PSS YtWO 
 
 Como, Tluni ^lt)riouM (}(mI nixl Snvioiir I 
 (^omo, i\\u\ brin^ il»o gospel grnco. 
 
 3 Sjivo MS, in Thy gront oompnssion, 
 () 'I'hou nviM, parifio IVinco I 
 (rivo tho Unowlodgo of salvation, 
 (^ivo iho pardon of our »in.s; 
 
 Bv Thino all sufliciont. tnorit, 
 
 I*; 
 
 hnrdonod soul roloj 
 
 so 
 
 iHionon 
 
 Kvory woary, wiin«'orinp spirii, 
 Uuido ii\to Thy porfoct jhmico. 
 
 406 
 
 WlCnt.KY, 
 
 (\ M. 
 
 
 
 406 
 
 I liOHD, ns to Thy <loar cross wo floo, 
 And pload to bo for^ivon. 
 So lot Thy lifo our pattorn bo, 
 And form our souls for hoavon. 
 
 -? TTolp ;is, through good roport and ill, 
 Our ilaily cross to boar; 
 Liko Thoo to do our Fath(>r'a will, 
 Our brothron'a griof to shara 
 
 3 TiOt graoo our solfishnoas oxpol, 
 
 Our oarthlinosa rofino, 
 And kindnoss in our bosoms (Iwell, 
 As fi'eo and true as Tliine. 
 
 4 Should friends misjudge, or foes defame, 
 
 Or brethren faithless prove, 
 Then like Thino own, be all our aim 
 I'o conquer them by love. 
 
 5 Kept peaceful in the midst of strife. 
 
 Forgiving and forgiven, 
 may w^e lead the pilgrim's life, 
 And follow Thee to heaven. 
 
 J. n. GTTRNlr. 
 
 8. 7. dotible. 
 I IjOve divine, all love excelling, — 
 
 Joy of heaven, to earth come down I 
 Fix in us Thy humble dwelling, 
 All Thy faithful mercies crown : 
 
 2l3 
 
ASPIRATION. 
 
 tloHiiH ! Thon firt> nil coiiipiiKHion, 
 VuWf unhournlo(l lovo Thou ait; 
 
 ViNJi 1IM with Tliy Halvntion, 
 Kfitor ovory t.roinbling lioart. 
 
 HroailH', O bronfcho TJiy loving Hpirifc 
 
 Into overy irouhloil hronHi I 
 lioi us nil in Thoo inherit, 
 
 Lot UH find tlio proniisod rost : 
 Como, nlmighty to deliver; 
 
 Ji(it UH ftll Thy lifo receive ! 
 HpetMlily return, and never, 
 
 Never more Thy temples leave I 
 
 Finish then Thy new creation, 
 
 Pure, unHi)otted may we be : 
 Ijot us see our whole salvation 
 
 Perfo(rtly secured by ITiee I 
 Changed from glory into glory, 
 
 Till in heaven we take our place; 
 Ti]\ we cast our crowns before Thee, 
 
 Lost in wonder, love, and prnise. 
 
 407 
 
 «'. WKHMtV. 
 
 7h. double. 
 
 More like Jesus would I be, 
 Ijet my Saviour dwell in me ; 
 Fill my soul with peace and love, 
 Make me gentle as a dove ; 
 More like Jesus, while I go. 
 Pilgrim in this world below ; 
 Poor in spirit would I be, — 
 Let my Saviour dwell in me. 
 
 More like Jesus when I pray, 
 More like Jesus day by day ; 
 May I rest me by His side. 
 Where the tranquil watere glide. 
 Born of Him, through grace renewed, 
 By His love my will subdued. 
 Rich in faith I still would be, — 
 Let my Saviour dwell in me. 
 
 r. J. TAN AL8TTKB. 
 
 319 
 
THE CHRISTIAN LIFE: 
 
 408 
 
 I 
 
 409 
 
 6.6.4.6.6.6.4. 
 
 1 My faith looks up to Thee, 
 Thou Lamb of Calvary, 
 
 Saviour divine ! 
 Now hear me while I pray. 
 Take all my guilt away ; 
 O may I from this day 
 
 Be wholly Thine I 
 
 2 May Thy rich grace impart 
 Stren^h to my fainting heart, 
 
 My 7 il inspire : 
 As Thou nast died for me, 
 O may my love to Thee, 
 Pure, warm, and changeless be, 
 
 A living fire ! 
 
 3 While life's dark maze I tread, 
 And griefs around me spread. 
 
 Be Thou my guide ; 
 Bid darkness turn to day. 
 Wipe sorrow's tears away, 
 Nor let me ever stray, 
 
 From Thee aside. 
 
 4 When ends life's transient dream. 
 When death's cold sullen stream 
 
 Shall o'er me roll, 
 Blest Saviour, then in Iovb, 
 Fear and distrust remove ; 
 O bear me safe above, 
 
 A ransomed soul ! 
 
 R\Y PALMER. 
 
 L. M. 
 
 My God ! permit me not to be 
 A stranger to myself and Thee ; 
 Amidst a thousand thoughts I rove. 
 Forgetful of my highest love. 
 
 Why should my passions mix with earth, 
 And thus debase my heavenly birth ? 
 Why should I cleave to things below, 
 And let my God, my Saviour, go ? 
 
 ?26 
 
ASPIRATION. 
 
 6.6.6.4. 
 
 Call me away from flesh and sense ; 
 One sovereign word can draw me thence ; 
 I would obey the voice divine, 
 And all inferior joys resign. 
 
 Be earth, with all her scenes, withdrawn, 
 
 Let noise and vanity be gone ; 
 
 In secret silence of the mind, 
 
 My heaven, and there my God, 1 find. 
 
 410 
 
 411 
 
 .MBR. 
 
 L. M. 
 
 arth, 
 ? 
 
 I. WATfS. 
 
 S. »!. 
 
 1 My Saviour, fill uiy soul 
 
 With holiness and peace ; 
 Arise with healing in Thy wings ; 
 Bid sin and doubting cease. 
 
 2 May things beneath the sky 
 
 Engross my heart no more ; 
 Be Thou my first, my chief delight, 
 My soul's unbounded store. 
 
 3 In Thee all treasures lie ; 
 
 From Thee all blessings flow ; 
 Thou art the bliss of saints above, 
 The joy of saints below. 
 
 4 come and make me Thine, 
 
 A sinner saved by grace : 
 Then shall I sing, with loudest strains, 
 In heaven. Thy dwelling-place. 
 
 PEKCJV CUAI'EL COL. 
 
 8s. 
 My Saviour ! whom absent I love ; 
 Whom not having seen I adore. 
 Thy name is exalted above 
 All glory, dominion, and power. 
 
 Ere long shall the veil be removed. 
 And round me Thy brightness be poured ; 
 I shall meet Him whom absent I loved, 
 I shall see whom unseen I adored. 
 
 And then never more shall the fears. 
 The trials, temptations, and woes. 
 Which darken this valley of tears. 
 Intrude on my blissful repose. 
 
 221 
 
THE CHRISTIAN LIFE: 
 
 Or, 'f yet remembered above, 
 Remembrance no sadness shall raise ; 
 They'll be but new signs of Thy love, 
 New themes for my wonder and praise. 
 
 The stroke which from sin and from pain 
 Shall set me eternally free, 
 Will strengthen and rivet the chain, 
 Which binds me, my Saviour, to Thee. 
 
 W. COWPKR. 
 
 412 
 
 6.4.6.4.6.6.4. 
 
 Nearer, my God, to Thee, 
 
 Nearer to Thee 1 
 Ev'n though it be a cross 
 
 That raiseth me 1 
 Still all my song shall be, 
 Nearer, my God, to Thee, 
 
 Nearer to Thee I 
 
 Though, like a wanderer, 
 
 The sun gone down. 
 Darkness be over me. 
 
 My rest a stone. 
 Yet in my dreams I'd be 
 Nearer, my God, to Thee, 
 
 Nearer to Thee I 
 
 Tliere let the way appear 
 
 Steps unto heaven ; 
 All that Thou sendest me, 
 
 In mercy given ; 
 Angels to beckon me 
 Nearer, my God, to Thee, 
 
 Nearer to Thee ! 
 
 Then, with my waking thoughts 
 Bright with Thy praise. 
 
 Out of my stony griefs 
 Bethel I'll raise ; 
 
 So by my woes to be 
 
 Nearer, my God, to Thee, 
 Nearer to Thee I 
 
 B. r. ADAMS. 
 
 222 
 
ASPIRATION. 
 
 413 c. M. 
 
 1 O COULD I find, from day to day, 
 
 A nearness to my Lord, 
 Then would my hours glide sweet away, 
 While leaning on His word. 
 
 2 Lord, I desire with Thee to live 
 
 Anew from day to day, 
 In joys the world can never give, 
 Nor ever take away. 
 
 3 Blest Jesus, come, and rule my hear(.. 
 
 And make me wholly Thine, 
 That I may nevermore depart, 
 Nor grieve Thy love divine. 
 
 4 Thus, till my last, expiring breath, 
 
 Thy goodness I'll adore ; 
 And when my frame dissolves in death 
 My soul shall love Thee more. 
 
 B. CLEAVISLAMI), HORTON N.S. 
 
 414 c. M. 
 
 1 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 rirst I saw the Lord 1 
 Wherp is the soul- refreshing view 
 Of Jesus and His word ? 
 
 3 What peaceful hours I once enjoyed 1 
 
 How sweet their memory still ! 
 But they have left i^.n aching void 
 The world can never fill. 
 
 4 Return, O holy Dove, return, 
 
 Sweet messenger of rest ! 
 I hate the sins that made Thee mourn, 
 And drove Thee from my breast. 
 
 5 The dearest idol I have known, 
 
 Whate'er that idol be. 
 Help me to tear it from Thy throne, 
 And worship only Thee. 
 223 
 
^THE CHRISTIAN LIFE! 
 
 415 
 
 
 So shall my walk be closo with God, 
 
 Calm and serene my frame ; 
 So purer light shall mark the road 
 
 That leads me to the Lamb 1 
 
 W. OOWPER. 
 
 C. M. 
 
 O FOR a heart to praise my God ; 
 
 A heart from sin set free ; 
 A heart that's sprinkled with the blood 
 
 So freely shed for me ; 
 
 A heart resigned, submissive, meek, 
 
 My great Redeemer's throne ; 
 Where only Christ is heard to speak ; 
 
 Where Jesus reigns alone ; 
 
 A humble, lowly, contrite heart, 
 
 Believing, true, and clean, 
 Which neither life nor death can part 
 
 From Him that dwells within ; 
 
 A heart in every thought renewed, 
 
 And filled with love divine ; 
 Perfect and right, and pure and good , 
 
 A copy. Lord, of Thine. 
 
 Thy nature, gracious Lord, impart ; 
 
 Come quickly from above : 
 Write Thy new name upon my heart, — 
 
 Thy new best name of Love ! 
 
 416 
 
 C. WE8LBV. 
 M. 
 
 Rise, my soul, pursue the path 
 
 By ancient worthies trod ; 
 Aspiring, view those holy men 
 
 Who lived and walked with God. 
 
 Though dead, they speak in reason's ear, 
 
 And in example live ; 
 Their faith, and hope, and mighty deeds 
 
 Still fresh instruction give. 
 
 'Twas thro' the Lamb's most precious blood 
 
 They conquered every foe ; 
 And to His power and matchless grace 
 
 Their crowns of life they owe. 
 224 
 
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rilAYF.H. 
 
 lOWFElt. 
 
 C. M. 
 
 417 
 
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 The patterns Thou hnst f?iven, 
 
 And ne'er forHake the blessM road 
 That led them safe to heaven. 
 
 .1 MEinilAM. 
 
 C. M. 
 
 Sweet land of rest, for thee I sigh ; 
 
 When will the moment come, 
 When I shall lay my armour by, 
 
 And dwell with Christ at home? 
 
 2 No tranquil joys on earth I know, 
 
 No peaceful, sheltering dome : 
 This world's a wilderness of woe, — 
 This world is not my home. 
 
 3 To Jesus Christ 1 sought for rest ; 
 
 He bade me cease to roam, 
 But fly for succour to His breast, 
 And He'd conduct me home. 
 
 4 Weary of wandering round and round 
 
 This vale of sin and gloom, 
 I long to leave th' unhallowed ground. 
 And dwell with Christ at home. 
 
 E. MTLta 
 
 ESLEY. 
 
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 Us 
 
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 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE: PRAYER, 
 
 418 c. ivr. 
 
 1 A THRONE of grace ! then let ns go 
 
 And offer up our prayer; 
 A gracious God will mercy show 
 To all that worship there. 
 
 2 A throne of grace ! O at that throne 
 
 Our knees have often bent ! 
 And God has showered His blessings down 
 As often as we went. 
 
 3 A throne of grace ! rejoice, ye saints ; 
 
 That throne is open still ; 
 To God unbosom your complaints, 
 And then inquire His will. 
 
 225 f 
 
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 4 A throne of grace we yet shall need 
 ' Long as we draw our breath ; 
 
 A Saviour, too, to intercede, 
 Till we are changed by death. 
 
 I. CORBIN. 
 
 419 I. M. 
 
 1 And dost Thou say, " Ask what thou wilt ? " 
 Lord, I would seize the golden hour ; 
 
 1 pray to be released from guilt. 
 And freed from sin and Satan's power. 
 
 2 More of Thy presence, Lord, impart, 
 More of Thine image let me bear : 
 Erect Thy throne within my heart. 
 And reign without a rival there. 
 
 3 Give me to read ray pardon sealed. 
 And from Thy joy to draw my strength, 
 To have Thy boundless love revealed. 
 
 In all its height and breadth and length. 
 
 4 Grant these requests, I ask n ^re. 
 But to Thy care the rest resigti , 
 Living or dying, rich or poor, 
 
 Ail shall be well if Thou art mine. 
 
 J. NEWTON. 
 
 420 11.10.11.10. 
 
 1 Come, ye disconsolate, where'er ye languish : 
 
 Come to the mercy-seat, fervently kneel ; 
 Here bring your wounded hearts, here tell your 
 anguish ; 
 Earth has no sorrow that heaven cannot heal. 
 
 2 Joy of the comfortless, light of the straying, 
 
 Hope of the penitent, fadeless and pure ; 
 Here speaks the Comforter, tenderly saying — 
 Earth has no sorrow that heaven cannot cure. 
 
 3 Here see the Bread of Life ; see waters flowing 
 
 Forth from the throne of God, pure from above ; 
 Come to the feast of love : come, ever knowing 
 Earth has no sorrow but heaven can remove. 
 
 T. MOORS. 
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421 
 
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 OORK. 
 
 HI AVER. 
 
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 1 Come, my soul, thy suit prepare : 
 Jesus lo es to answer prayer ; 
 He Himself has bid thee pray, 
 Therefore will not say thee nay. 
 
 2 Thou art coming to a King : 
 ]jarge petitions with thee bring ; 
 For His gmce and power are such, 
 None can ever ask too much. 
 
 3 With my burden I begin : 
 Lord, remove this load of sin ; 
 Let Thy blood for sinnei-s spilt, 
 Set my conscience free from guilt. 
 
 4 Lord ! I come to Thee for I'est : 
 Take possession of my breast : 
 
 There Thy blood-bought right maintain. 
 And without a rival reign. 
 
 .1. NKWTOM. 
 
 422 c. M. 
 
 1 Dear Father, to Thy mercy -seat 
 
 My soul for shelter flies : 
 *Tis here I find a safe retreat 
 When storms and tempests rise. 
 
 2 My cheerful hope can never die, 
 
 If Thou, my God, art near ; 
 Thy grace can raise my comforts high, 
 And banish every fear. 
 
 3 My great Protector, and my Lord, 
 
 Thy constant aid impart ; 
 O let Thy kind, Thy gracious word 
 Sustain my trembling heart ! 
 
 4 never let my soul remove 
 
 From this divine retreat 1 
 Still let me trust Thy power and love, 
 And dwell beneath Thy feet. 
 
 A. 8TKKLX. 
 
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 111 
 
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THE CHRISTIAN LIFE: 
 
 423 
 
 L. M. 
 
 1 From every stormy wind that blows, 
 From every swelling tide of woes, 
 There is a calm, a sure retreat ; 
 
 'Tis found beneath the mercy- seat. 
 
 2 There is a place where Jesus sheds 
 The oil of gladness on our heads : 
 A place than all beside more sweet. 
 It is the blood-stained mercy-seat. 
 
 
 There is a spot where spirits blend, 
 Where friend holds fellowship with friend ; 
 Though sundered far, by faith they meet 
 Around one common mercy-seat. 
 
 There, there, on eagle- wing we soar, 
 And time and sense seem all no more, 
 And heaven comes down our souls to greet, 
 And glory crowns the mercy- seat. 
 
 H. 8TOWKT.L. 
 
 424 lOs. 
 
 1 Fathsr, again in Jesus' name we meet, 
 And bow in penitence beneath Thy feet ; 
 Again to Thee our feeble voices raise, 
 To sue for mercy and to sing Thy praise. 
 
 2 O we would bless Thee for Thy ceaseless care, 
 And all Thy work from day to day declare ! 
 Is not our life with hourly mercies crowned ? 
 Does not Thine arm encircle us around ? 
 
 3 Alas ! unworthy of Thy boundless love, 
 
 Too oft with careless feet from Thee we rove ; 
 But now, encouraged by Tliy voice, we come. 
 Returning sinners, to a Father's home. 
 
 4 O by that Name in which all fulness dwells, 
 O by that love which every love excels, 
 
 O by that blood so freely shed for sin, 
 Open, blest Mercy's gate, and take us in I 
 
 ta8 
 
 L. WHITXOHB. 
 
PRAYER. 
 
 M. 
 
 425 
 
 8.7.4. 
 
 care, 
 
 re! 
 led? 
 
 rove ; 
 )me, 
 
 3lls, 
 
 1 Genily, Lord, O gently lead us. 
 
 Through this gloomy vale of tears ; 
 And, O Lord, in mercy give us 
 
 Thy rich grace in all our fears. 
 O refresh us. 
 Travelling through this wilderness. 
 
 2 When temptation's darts assail us, 
 
 When in devious paths we stray, 
 Let Thy goodness never fail us, 
 
 Lead us in Thy perfect way. 
 O refresh us, 
 Travelling through this wilderness. 
 
 3 In the hour of pain and anguish, 
 
 In the hour when death draws near, 
 Suffer not our hearts to langiush. 
 
 Suffer not our souls to fear. 
 O refresh us, 
 Travelling thix)ugh this wildr^rness. 
 
 4 When this mortal life is ended. 
 
 Bid us in Thine arms to rest. 
 Till, by angel bands attended. 
 
 We awake among the blest. 
 O refresh us. 
 Travelling through this wilderness. 
 
 426 
 
 T. HAMTINUS. 
 
 8.7.4. 
 
 lOH*. 
 
 1 Guide me, O Thou great Jehovah, 
 
 Pilgj hn through this barren land : 
 I am weak, but Thou art mighty ; 
 Hold me with Thy powerful hand : 
 
 Bread of heaven. 
 Feed me till I want no more. 
 
 2 Open now the crystal fountain. 
 
 Whence the healing streams do flow ; 
 Let the fiery, cloudy pillar 
 
 Lead me all my journey through : 
 
 Strong Deliverer, 
 Be Thou still my strength and shield. 
 229 
 
 
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THE CHRISTIAN LIFE: 
 
 When I tread the verge of Jordan, 
 Bid my anxious fears subside ; 
 
 Bear me through the swelh'ng current ; 
 Land me safe on Canaan's side : 
 
 Songs of praises 
 I will ever give to Thee. 
 
 427 
 
 428 
 
 W. WILLIAMS. 
 
 5.5.8.8.5.5. 
 
 1 Jesus, still lead on, 
 Till our rest be won ! 
 
 And although the way be cheerless, 
 We will follow, calm and fearless ; 
 
 Guide us by Thy hand 
 
 To our fatherland. 
 
 2 If the way be drear, 
 If the foe be near, 
 
 Let not faithless fears o'ertake us, 
 Let not faith and hope forsake us, 
 
 For, through many a foe. 
 
 To our home we go ! 
 
 3 When we seek relief 
 From a long-felt grief, — 
 
 When oppressed by new temptations. 
 Lord, increase and perfect pati«^nce ; 
 
 Show us that bright shore 
 
 Where we weep no more ! 
 
 4 Jesus, still lead on. 
 Till our rest be won ! 
 
 Heavenly Leader, still direct us, 
 Still support, console, protect us. 
 
 Till we safely stand 
 
 In our fatherland. 
 
 N. L. ZISZENDORF (H. L. L.). 
 
 S. M. 
 
 Jesus, who knows full well 
 The heart of every saint. 
 
 Invites us all our grief to tell, 
 To pray and never faint. 
 
 He bows His gracious ear ; 
 We never plead in vain ; 
 2^o 
 
PRAYER. 
 
 5.5. 
 
 Then let us wait till He appear, 
 And pray, and pray again. 
 
 3 Jesus, the Lord, will hear 
 
 His chosen when they cry ; 
 Yes, though He may awhile forbear, 
 He'll help them from on high. 
 
 4 Then let us earnest cry, 
 
 And never faint in prayer ; 
 He sees, He hears, and from on high 
 Will make our cause His care. 
 
 J. NEWJON. 
 
 429 
 
 (H. L. L.). 
 
 M. 
 
 430 
 
 8.7. 6 lines. 
 Lead us. Heavenly Father, lead us 
 
 O'er the world's tempestuous sea ; 
 Guide us, guard us, keep us, feed us. 
 
 For we have no help but Thee, 
 Yet possessing every blessing. 
 
 If our God our Father be. 
 
 Saviour, breathe forgiveness o'er us. 
 All our weakness Thou dost know ; 
 
 Thou didst tread this eai-th before us, 
 Thou didst feel its keenest woe ; 
 
 Lone and dreary, faint and weary, 
 Through the desert Thou didst go. 
 
 Spirit of our God, descending. 
 
 Fill our hearts with heavenly joy. 
 
 Love with every passion blending, 
 Pleasure that can never cloy ; 
 
 Thus provided, pardoned, guided, 
 Nothing can our peace destroy. 
 
 J. EDME8TOK. 
 
 Lord, in this Thy mercy's day, 
 Ere it pass for aye away, 
 Hear us, as to Thee we pray. 
 
 Lord, on us Thy Spirit pour, 
 Kneeling lowly at the door, 
 Ere it close for evermore. 
 231 
 
 7.7.7. 
 
THE CHKISTIAN LIFE : 
 
 431 
 
 432 
 
 3 By Thy night of agony, 
 By Thy supplicating cry, 
 By Thy willingness to die, 
 
 4 By Thy tears of bitter woe 
 For Jerusalem below, 
 
 Let lis not Thy love forego. 
 
 5 Grant us 'neath Thy wings a place, 
 Lest we lose this day of grace 
 Ere we shall behold Thy face. 
 
 I. WILLIAMS. 
 
 G.G.4. 6.6.4. 
 
 1 Lowly and solemn be 
 Thy children's cry to Thee, 
 
 Father divine, — 
 A hymn of suppliant breath, 
 Owning that life and death 
 
 Alike are Thine. 
 
 2 O Father, in that hour. 
 When earth all helping power 
 
 Shall disavow, — 
 When spear, and shield, and crown, 
 In faintness aia cast down. 
 
 Sustain us, Thou ! 
 
 3 By Him who bowed to take 
 The death-cup for our sake. 
 
 The thora, the rod, — 
 From whom the last dismay 
 Was not to pass away, — 
 
 Aid us, O God. 
 
 4 While trembling o'er the grave. 
 We call on Thee to save, 
 
 Father divine : 
 Hear, hear our suppliant breath ; 
 Keep us, in life and death. 
 
 Thine, only Thine. r. v. nzyu^n. 
 
 C. M. 
 O HELP us. Lord ; each hour of need 
 
 Thy heavenly succour give ; 
 Help us in thought, and word, and deed. 
 Each hour on earth we live. 
 232 
 
PRAYER. 
 
 la. 
 
 .4. 
 
 2 help us, when our spirits bleed, 
 
 With contrite anguish sore ; 
 And when our hearts are cold and dead, 
 
 help us, Lord, the more. 
 
 3 help us, through the prayer of faith, 
 
 More f "mly to believe ; 
 For still the more the servant hath, 
 The more shall he receive. 
 
 4 help us. Father, from on high ; 
 
 We know no help but Thee : 
 O help us so to live and die, 
 As Thine in heaven to be. 
 
 U. U. MILMAN. 
 
 433 s. M. 
 
 1 Lord ! I look to 1'hee, 
 
 To Thee lift up my heart : 
 In heaven I would Thy glory see ; 
 Now, therefore, grace imp' vt; — 
 
 2 Grace, to prevent my sin. 
 
 My passions to subdue. 
 My heart to change, my soul to win, 
 My bpirit to renew ; — 
 
 3 Grace, that I ever may 
 
 Walk humbly with my God, 
 And choose the self-renouncing way 
 The lowly Jesus trod ; — 
 
 4 Grace, to each stroke to bow, 
 
 Gladly each cross to bear, 
 That, suffering with the Saviour now, 
 
 1 soon His joy may share ; — 
 
 5 Grace, onwai-d still to go, 
 
 Forward each day to press, 
 Till Thou the blood-bought prize bestow, 
 Christ's crown of righteousness. 
 
 U. T. ASTLEV. 
 
 434 c. M 
 
 I O THAT the Lord would guide my ways 
 To keep His statutes still ! 
 O that my God would grant me grace 
 To know and do His will 1 
 233 
 
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THE CHRISTIAN LIFE: 
 
 2 Lord, send Thy Spirit down to write 
 
 Thy law upon my heart ! 
 Nor let my tongue indulge deceit, 
 Nor act the liar's paii^. 
 
 3 From vanity turn off my eyes : 
 
 . . Lpt no corrupt design, 
 Nor covetous desires, arise 
 Within this soul of mine. 
 
 4 Order my footsteps by Thy word, 
 
 And make my heart sincere ; 
 Let sin have no dominion, Lord, 
 But keep my conscience clear. 
 
 5 Make me to walk in Thy commands, 
 
 'Tis a delightful road ; 
 Nor let my head, or heart, or hands. 
 Offend against my God. 
 
 I. WATTS. 
 
 435 s. M. 
 
 1 Our Heavenly Father, hear 
 
 The prayer we offer now ; — 
 " Thy name be hallowed far and near, 
 To Thee all nations bow. 
 
 2 " Thy kingdom come ; Thy will 
 
 On earth be done in love, 
 As saints and seraphim fulfil 
 Thy perfect law above. 
 
 3 " Our daily bread supply. 
 
 While by Thy word we live ; 
 The guilt of our iniquity 
 Forgive, as we forgive. 
 
 4 " From dark temptation's power 
 
 Our feeble hearts defend ; 
 Deliver in the evil hour. 
 And guide us to the end. 
 
 5 " Thine, then, for ever be 
 
 Glory and power divine ; 
 The sceptre, throne, and majesty 
 Of heaven and earth are Thine." 
 
 J. MONXaOMERT. 
 
 234 
 
PRAYER. 
 
 436 
 
 H. 
 
 1. M. 
 
 437 
 
 bRT. 
 
 C. M. 
 
 1 Prayer is the breath of God in man, 
 
 Returning whence it came ; 
 Love is the sacred fire within, 
 And prayer the rising flame. 
 
 2 It gives the burdened spirit ease, 
 
 And soothes the troubled breast ; 
 Yields comfort to the mourners here, 
 And to the weary rest. 
 
 3 When Grod inclines the heart to pray, 
 
 He hath an ear to hear ; 
 To Him there's music in a groan, 
 And beauty in a tear. 
 
 4 The humble suppliant cannot fail 
 
 To have his wants supplied, 
 
 Since He for sinners intercedes 
 
 Who once for sinners died. 
 
 B. BEDDOME. 
 
 C. M. 
 
 1 Prayer is the soul's sincere desire, 
 
 Unuttered or expressed, 
 The motion of a hidden fire 
 That trembles in the breast. 
 
 2 Prayer is the burden of a sigh, 
 
 The foiling of a tear, 
 The upward glancing of an eye. 
 When none but God is near. 
 
 3 Prayer is the simplest form of speech 
 
 That infant lips can try ; 
 Prayer, the sublimest strains that reach 
 The majesty on high. 
 
 4 Prayer is the Christian's vital breath. 
 
 The Christian's native air. 
 His watchword at the gates of death ; 
 He enters heaven with prayer. 
 
 J. MOMTaOIIKRi; 
 
 235 
 
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 438 
 
 439 
 
 7b. double. 
 Saviour, when, in duist, to Thee 
 Low we bow th' adoring knee, — 
 When, repentai:t, to the skies 
 Scarce we lift our streaming eyes, — 
 O by all Thy pain and woo 
 SuflFered once for man below. 
 Bending from Thy throne on high, 
 Hear us when to Thee we cry. 
 
 By Thine hour of dark despair ; 
 By Thine agony of prayer ; 
 By the cross, the nail, the thoi-n, 
 Piei-cing spear, and torturing scorn ; 
 By the gloom that veiled the skies 
 O'er the dreadful sacrifice, — 
 Jesus, look with pitying eye ; 
 Listen to our humble cry. 
 
 By the deep, expiring groan ; 
 By the sad, sepulchral stone ; 
 By the vault whose dark abode 
 Held in vain the rising God, — 
 O from earth to heaven restored, 
 Mighty, re-ascended Lord, 
 Saviour, Prince, exalted high. 
 Hear us when to Thee we cry. 
 
 ' 
 
 B. URANT. 
 
 C. M 
 
 The Lord be with us as we bend 
 His blessing to receive ; 
 
 His gift of peace upon us send, 
 Before His courts we leave. 
 
 The Lord be with us as we walk 
 Along our homeward road ; 
 
 In silent thought, or friendly talk, 
 Our hearts be still with God. 
 
 The Lord be with us till the night 
 Shall close the day of rest ; 
 
 Be He of every heart the Light, 
 Of every home the Guest. 
 236 
 
PRAYER. 
 
 e. 
 
 |T. 
 
 4 And when our nightly pra)^ers we sny, 
 His watch He still shall keep, 
 Crown with His grace His own bleat day, 
 And guard His people's sleep. 
 
 J. KLLFRTON. 
 
 440 c. M. 
 
 1 There is an eye that never sleeps 
 
 Beneath the wing of night ; 
 There is an ear that never shuts. 
 When sink the beams of light. 
 
 2 There is an arm that never tires, 
 
 When human strength gives way , 
 There is a love that never fails, 
 When earthly loves decay. 
 
 3 But there's a power which man can wield, 
 
 When mortal aid is vain, 
 That eye, that arm, that love to reach. 
 That listening ear to gain. 
 
 4 That power is prayer, which soars on high 
 
 Through Jesus to the throne. 
 And moves the hand which moves the world, 
 To bring salvation down. j. a. wallack. 
 
 441 L. ivr. 
 
 1 What various hindrances ve meet 
 In coming to a mercy-seat ; 
 
 Yet who that knows the worth of prayer 
 But wishes to be often there ? 
 
 2 Prayer makes the darkened cloud withdraw ; 
 Prayer climbs the ladder Jacob saw ; 
 
 Gives exercise to faith and love ; 
 Brings every blessing from above. 
 
 3 Restraining jrayer, we cease to fight; 
 Prayer matces the Christian's armour bright ; 
 And Satan trembles when he sees 
 
 The weakest saint upon his knees. 
 
 4 Were half the breath oft vainly spent, 
 To heaven in supplication sent, 
 
 Our cheerful song would oftener he : 
 ** Hear what the Lord has done for me." 
 
 W. COWPtBt 
 
 237 
 
THE CHRISTIAN LIFE: 
 
 442 
 
 1 While others pray for grace to die, 
 O Lord, I pray for grace to live ; 
 For every hour a fresh supply : 
 
 see my need, and freely give. 
 
 2 I do not dread the hour of death ; 
 If I am Thine, no fears remain ; 
 
 1 know that with my parting breath 
 I yield for ever mortal pain. 
 
 3 But O ! my Lord, in life's highway 
 1 crave the sunshine of Thy face, 
 And every moment of the day 
 
 I need Thy strong supporting grace. 
 
 4 I dare not — will not — Lord, deny 
 That heart and feet oft go astray ; 
 Therefore the more to Thee I cry. 
 To keep me in the chosen way. 
 
 5 The more my sin and unbelief 
 Keep me from walking near to Thee, 
 The more, Lord Jesus, is my grief, — 
 The more I long Thy face to see. 
 
 L. M. 
 
 BYI.E S COLL. 
 
 
 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE: PENITENCE, 
 
 443 s. M. 
 
 1 Ah ! whither should I go, 
 
 Burdened, and sick, and faint ? 
 To whom should I my troubles show, 
 And pour out my complaint ? 
 
 2 My Saviour bids me come ; 
 
 Ah ! why do I delay ? 
 He calls the weary sinner home ; 
 And yet from Him I stay I 
 
 3 What is it keeps me back, 
 
 From which I cannot part, — 
 Which will not let my Saviour take 
 Possession of my heart ? 
 238 
 
 
PENITENCE. 
 
 Jesus, the hindrance show, 
 Which I have feared to see ; 
 
 Yet let me now consent to know 
 What keeps me back from Thee. 
 
 Searcher of hearts, in mine 
 Thy trying power display ; 
 
 Into its darkest corners shine, 
 And take the veil away ! 
 
 444 
 
 C. WESLKY. 
 
 S. M. 
 
 1 Is this the kind return ? 
 
 Are these the thanks we owe, 
 Tims to abuse eternal love, 
 
 Whence all our blessings flow ? 
 
 2 To what a stubborn frame 
 
 Has sin reduced our mind ! 
 What strange, rebellious wretches we ! 
 And God as strangely kind. 
 
 3 Turn, turn us, mighty God, 
 
 And mould our souls afresh ; 
 Break, sovereign grace, these hearts of stone 
 And give us hearts of flesh. 
 
 4 Let past ingratitude 
 
 Provoke our weeping eyes, 
 And hourly, as new mercies fall, 
 Let hourly thanks arise. 
 
 I. ■WATTS. 
 
 445 6.4.G.4.G.G.G.4. 
 
 1 Lord, at Tliy mercy-seat 
 
 Humbly I fall ; 
 Pleading Thy promise sweet, 
 
 I-fOrd, hear my call ; 
 Now let TTiy work begin, 
 O make me pure within. 
 Cleanse me from every sin, 
 
 Jesus, my all. 
 
 2 Hark ! how the words of love 
 
 Tenderly fall, 
 Ere to the realms above, 
 ^eard is my call ; 
 239 
 
THK CHRISTIAN LIFK : 
 
 446 
 
 "A 
 
 447 
 
 Now every doiibt has flown, 
 Itroken my heart of ntone, 
 Lr.tl, I am Thine alone, 
 Jesus, my all. 
 
 Still at Thy mercy seat 
 
 Humbly I fall ] 
 Pleading the promise sweet, 
 
 Heard is my call. 
 Faith wings my soul to Thee ; 
 This all my hope shall be, 
 Jesus has died for me, 
 
 Jesus, mv all. 
 
 KANNY .f. IROHHT. 
 
 (\ M. 
 
 1 O Lord, turn not Thy face away 
 
 From them that lowly lie, 
 
 Lamenting sore their sinful life 
 
 With tears and bitter cry. 
 
 2 We need not to confess our fault, 
 
 For surely Thou canst tell : 
 What we have done, and what we are, 
 Thou knowest very well. 
 
 3 Wherefore to beg and to entreat 
 
 With tears we come to Thee, 
 As children that have <lone amiss 
 1\.A\ at their father's knee. 
 
 4 And need we, then, O Lord, repeat 
 
 The blessing which we crave. 
 When Thou dost know, before we speak, 
 The thing that we would have. 
 
 5 Mercy, O Lord, mercy we ask. 
 
 This is the total sum ; 
 For mercy, Lord, is all our prayer ; 
 O let Thy mercy come ! 
 
 
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 J. MARDLRY AND R. HtBCR. 
 
 8 M. 
 
 Sin 
 
 and 
 
 woe. 
 
 Oppressed wi 
 
 A burdened heart I bear ; 
 Opposed by many a mighty foe, 
 
 Yet will I not despair. 
 340 
 
PENTTENCE. 
 
 M. 
 
 2 With this polluted honrt 
 
 I (Iftre to come to The©, 
 IToly nnd mighty oh Thou art, 
 For Thou wilt pardon mo. 
 
 3 I feol that T nm weak, 
 
 And prone to f*v9ry sin ; 
 l^ut Tliou who giv'st to those who seek, 
 Wilt give mo Htrength within. 
 
 4 I ne ot fear my foes ; 
 
 I \ fd not yield to rare ; 
 I neetl not sink l)eneath my woes, 
 For Tliou wilt answer prayer. 
 
 In my Recleemer's name, 
 I give myself to Thee ; 
 
 And, all unworthy as I am, 
 My Go<l will welcome me. 
 
 A. BRONTt 
 
 448 
 
 L. M. 
 
 V 
 
 M. 
 
 1 Snow pity, Lord ; Lord, forgive ; 
 Let a repenting rebel live ; 
 
 Are not Thy mercies large and free ? 
 May not a sinner trust in Thee ? 
 
 2 My crime.s, though great, cannot surpass 
 The power and glory of Thy grace ; 
 Great God, Thy naturo hath no bound ; 
 So let Thy pardoning love be found. 
 
 3 O wash my soul from every sin, 
 
 And make my guilty conscience clean ! 
 Here, on my heart, the burden lies, 
 And past offences pain mine eyes. 
 
 4 Yet save a trembling sinner, Lord, 
 Whose hope, still hovering round Thy word, 
 Would light on some sweet promise there, 
 Some sure support against despair. 
 
 I. WATTS. 
 
 241 ^ 
 
THE CHRISTIAN LIFE: 
 
 449 
 
 1 Sinful, sighing to be blest, 
 
 Bound, and longing to be free ; 
 Weary, waiting for my rest : 
 " God be merciful to me ! " 
 
 2 Holiness I've none to plead, 
 
 Sinfulness in all I see ; 
 I can only bring my need : 
 " God be merciful to me I " 
 
 3 Broken heart and downcast eyes 
 
 Dare not lift themselves to Thee, 
 Yet Tliou canst interpret sighs : 
 " God be merciful to me ! " 
 
 4 There is One beside the throne, 
 
 And my only hope and plea 
 Are in Him, and Him alone : 
 " God be merciful to me ! " 
 
 5 He my cause will undertake. 
 
 My interpreter will be ; 
 He's my all, and for His sake, 
 " God be merciful to me 1 " 
 
 7fll 
 
 J. S. B. MONHELU 
 
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 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE: CONFLICT, 
 
 450 c. at 
 
 1 Alas ! what hourly dangers rise ! 
 
 What snares beset my way I 
 To heav^en, O let me lift mine eyes, 
 And hourly watch and pray. 
 
 2 How oft my mournful thoughts complain. 
 
 And melt in flowing tears 1 
 My weak resistance, ah, how vain ! 
 How strong my foes and fears ! 
 
 3 O gracious God ! in whom I live. 
 
 My feeble efforts aid ; 
 Help me to watch, and pray, and strive, 
 Though trembling and afraid. 
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 4 IncreaHe my faith, increase my hope, 
 
 When foes and fears pi-evail ; 
 
 And bear my fainting spirit up. 
 
 Or soon my strength will fail. 
 
 5 O keep me in Thy heavenly way, 
 
 And bid the tempter flee ! 
 
 And let me never, never stray 
 
 From happiness and Tliee. 
 
 451 
 
 )NHELU 
 
 CT. 
 
 C. M. 
 
 462 
 
 an, 
 
 e. 
 
 A. STKSLE. 
 
 C. M. 
 
 Am I a soldier of the cross, 
 
 A follower of the Lamb ? 
 And shall I fear to own His cause, 
 
 Or b^ sh to speak His name? 
 
 Must I be carried to the skies 
 
 On flowery beds of ease, 
 While others fought to win the prize, 
 
 And sailed through bloody seas ? 
 
 Are there no foes for me to face ? 
 
 Must I not stem the flood ? 
 Is this vile world a friend to grace, 
 
 To help me on to God ? 
 
 Sure I mubu fight, if I would reign ; 
 
 Inci*ease my courage. Lord ; 
 I'll bear the toil, endure the pain, 
 
 Supported by Thy Word. 
 
 1. WATTS. 
 
 C. M. 
 
 Awake, my soul, stretch every nerve, 
 And press with vigour on : 
 
 A heavenly race demands thy zeal, 
 And an immortal crown. 
 
 A cloud of witnesses around 
 
 Hold thee in full survey : 
 Forget the steps already trod. 
 
 And onward urge thy way. 
 
 Tis God's all-animating voice 
 That calls thee from on high ; 
 
 'Tis His own hand presents the prize 
 To thine aspiring eye. 
 243 
 
4 Tlmt. pri/.o, with poorloss glories Hriglit 
 
 Whicli siijill !ipw liisiro hoast, 
 When victors' wiwitliH and inonarchs' gems 
 Shall hlend in coininnn dtist. 
 
 5 Blest Saviour, introduced hv Thee, 
 
 liave I n>y race begini ; 
 And, crowned with victory, at Thy feet 
 J 11 lay luy honours down. 
 
 453 
 
 454 
 
 r. DonnniiKiK. 
 
 U M. 
 
 1 AwAKK, our soids ; away, our fears ; 
 Let every trembling thought be gone; 
 Awake, and run the heavenly race, 
 And put a cheerful courage on. 
 
 2 'I'rue, 'tis a strait and thorny road, 
 And mortal spirits tire and faint ; 
 hut they forget the mighty God 
 That feeds the strength of every saint. 
 
 3 Thee, mighty (rod ! whose matchless power 
 Is ever new and ever young, 
 
 And firm endures, while endless years 
 T'heii' everlasting circles run. 
 
 4 From Thoe, the overflowing spring, 
 Our souls shall drink a fresh supply. 
 While such as trust, their native strength, 
 Shall melt away, and droop, and die. 
 
 5 Swift as an eagle cuts the air. 
 We'll mount aloft to Thine abode : 
 On wings of love our souls shall fly, 
 Nor tire amidst the heavenly road. 
 
 I Forward ! be our watch woixj. 
 Steps and voices joined ; 
 Seek the things before us, 
 
 Not a look behind : 
 hurn« the fiery pillar 
 
 At our army's head ; 
 Who shall dream of shrinking, 
 liy our Captain led ? 
 244 
 
 I. WATTS. 
 
 6.5.6.5. 
 
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 CONFLICT. 
 
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 'ATTH. 
 
 456 
 
 Forward througli tlio desert, 
 Through the toil atid hght : 
 
 ('Unuun lies before uh^ 
 Hion beauiH with light. 
 
 (tlorieH upon gloriins 
 
 Hath our God prepared, 
 By the souls that love Mini 
 
 One day to be shared : 
 Eye hath not beheld them ; 
 
 Kar hath never heard ; 
 Nor of these hath uttered 
 
 Thought or speech n. word ; 
 Foi'warfl, ever forward, 
 
 ('la<l in armour bright ; 
 Till the veil be lifted, 
 
 Till our faith bo sight. 
 
 Far o'er yon horizon 
 
 Rise the city towers, 
 Where our < }od abideth ; 
 
 That fair home is ours ! 
 Flash the streets with jasper, 
 
 Shine the gates with gold ; 
 Flows the gladdening river, 
 
 Shedding joys untold : 
 Thither, onward thither, 
 
 In the Spirit's might : 
 Pilgrims to your country, 
 
 Forward into light. 
 
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 Give me the wings of faith to rise 
 
 Within the veil, and see 
 The saints above, how great their joys, 
 
 How bright their glories be. 
 
 Once they were mourning here below, 
 And wet their couch with tears ; 
 
 They wrestled hard, as we do now, 
 With sins, and doubts, and fears. 
 245 
 
 C. M. 
 
THE CHRISTIAN LIFE: 
 
 3 I ask them, whence their victory came ; — 
 
 They, with united breath, 
 Ascribe their conquest to the Lamb, 
 Their triumph to His death. 
 
 4 They marked the footsteps that He trod. 
 
 His zeal inspired their breast ; 
 And following their incarnate God, 
 Possess the promised rest, 
 
 5 Our glorious Leader claims our praise, 
 
 For His own pattern given ; 
 While the long cloud of witnesses 
 Show the same path to heaven. 
 
 456 
 
 I. WATTS. 
 
 L. M. 
 Jesus, and shall it ever be — 
 A mortal man ashamed of Thee ! 
 Ashamed of Thee, whom angels praise. 
 Whose glories shine through endless days ! 
 
 Ashamed of Jesus ! — that dear Friend 
 On whom my hopes of heaven depend ! 
 No ! — when I blush, be this my shame — 
 That I no more revere His name. 
 
 Ashamed of Jesus ! — yes, I may. 
 When I've no guilt to wash away. 
 No tear to wipe, no good to crave. 
 No fears to quell, no soul to save. 
 
 Till then — nor is my boasting vain — 
 Till then, I boast a Saviour slain ; 
 And O may this my glory be — 
 That Christ is not ashamed of me. 
 
 457 
 
 J. ORIOO. 
 
 S. M. 
 
 My soul, be on thy guard ; 
 
 Ten thousand foes arise ; 
 The hosts of sin are pressing hard 
 
 To draw thee from the skies. 
 
 O watch, and fight, and pray ; 
 
 The battle ne'er give o'er ; 
 Renew it boldly every day, 
 
 And help divine implore. 
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 458 
 
 T8. 
 
 L. M. 
 
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 URIOO. 
 
 5. M. 
 
 3 Ne'er think the victory won, 
 
 Nor lay thine armour down ; 
 Thy arduous work will not be done 
 Till thou obtain thy crown. 
 
 4 Fight on, my soul, till death 
 
 Shall bring thee to Thy God ; 
 He'll take thee, at thy parting breath, 
 To His divine abode. 
 
 O. HEATH. 
 
 8.7. 
 Now, the sowing and the weeping, 
 
 Working hard, and waiting long ; 
 Afterward the golden reaping, 
 
 Harvest-home and grateful song. 
 
 Now, the pnining, sharp, unsparing; 
 
 Scattered blossom, bleeding shoot ; 
 Afterward, the plenteous bearing 
 
 Of the Master's pleasant fruit. 
 
 Now, the long and toilsome duty, 
 Stone by stone to carve and bring ; 
 
 Afterward, the perfect beauty 
 Of the palace of the King. 
 
 Now, the spirit conflict-riven, 
 Wounded heart, unequal strife ; 
 
 Afterward, the triumph given, 
 And the victor's crown of life. 
 
 Now, the training, strange and lowly, 
 
 Unexplained and tedious now ; 
 Afterward, the service holy, 
 
 And the Master's " Enter thou ! " 
 
 F. R. HAVERaAL. 
 
 459 
 
 Jesus, I have promised 
 To serve Thee to the end ; 
 
 Be Thou for ever near me, 
 My Master and my Friend I 
 
 1 shall not fear the battle 
 If Thou art by my side. 
 
 Nor wander from the pathway 
 If Thou wilt be my guide. 
 247 
 
 7.6. double. 
 
THE OHKISTUN UFb 
 
 460 
 
 let me feel Thee near me, 
 The world is ever near ; 
 
 1 see the sights that dazzle, 
 The tempting sounds I hear : 
 
 My foes are ever near me, 
 Around me and within ; 
 
 But Jesus, draw Thou nearer. 
 And shield my soul from sin. 
 
 O Jesus, Thou hast promised 
 
 To all who follow Thee, 
 That where Thou art in glory, 
 
 There shall Thy servant be ; 
 And, Jesus, I have promised 
 
 To serve Thee to the end ; 
 O give me grace to follow 
 
 My Master and my Friend ! 
 
 J. E. BODE, 
 
 C. M. 
 
 1 SPEED thee, Christian, on thy way. 
 
 And to thy armour cling ; 
 With girded loins the call obey 
 That grace and mercy bring. 
 
 2 There is a battle to be fought, 
 
 An upward race to run, 
 A crown of glory to be sought, 
 A victory to be won. 
 
 3 The shield of faith repels the dart 
 
 That Satan's hand may throw ; 
 His arrow cannot reach thy heart. 
 If Christ control the bow. 
 
 4 The glowing lamp of prayer will light 
 
 Thee on thy anxious road ; 
 'Twill keep the goal of heaven in sight. 
 And guide thee to thy God. 
 
 5 O faint not. Christian, for thy sighs 
 
 Are heard before His throne ; 
 The race must come before the prize. 
 The cross before the crown. 
 
 H. V. ONDBRDONK. 
 248 
 
CONFLICT. 
 
 461 6.5.6.5. 
 
 1 Onward, Christian soldiers, 
 
 Marching as to war, 
 With the cross of Jesus 
 
 Going on before. 
 Christ the Royal Master 
 
 Ijeads against the foe ; 
 Forward into battle, 
 
 See, His banners go ! 
 
 Onwaixl, Christian soldiei'S, 
 
 Marching as to war, 
 With the cross of Jesus 
 
 Going on before. 
 
 2 Crowns and thrones may perish, 
 
 Kingdoms rise and wane, 
 But the Church of Jesus 
 
 Constant will remain : 
 Gates of hell can never 
 
 'Gainst that Church prevail ; 
 We have Christ's own promise, 
 
 And that cannot fail 
 
 Onward, Christian soldiers, &c. 
 
 3 Onward then, ye people. 
 
 Join our happy throng, 
 Blend with ours your voices 
 
 In the triumph song : 
 *' Glory, praise, and honour 
 
 Unto Christ the King : " 
 This through countless ages 
 
 Men and angels sing. 
 
 Onward, Christian soldiers, &,c. 
 
 a. BABINOHJOULD. 
 
 462 
 
 S. M. 
 
 WHAT if we are Christ's, 
 Is earthly shame or loss ? 
 
 Bright shaU the crown of glory be 
 When we have borne the cross. 
 249 
 
THE CHRISTIAN LIFE! 
 
 Keen was the trial once, 
 
 Bitter the cup of woe, 
 When Inarty'red saints, baptized in blood, 
 
 Christ's sufferings shared below : 
 
 Blight is their glory now, 
 
 Boundless their joy above, 
 Where, on the bosom of their God, 
 
 They rest in perfect love. 
 
 Lord, may that grace be ours, 
 
 Like them in faith to bear 
 All that of sorrow, grief, or pain, 
 
 May be our portion here. 
 
 Enough if Thou at last 
 
 The word of blessing give. 
 And let us rest beneath Thy feet. 
 
 Where saints and angels live. 
 
 463 
 
 464 
 
 8. M. 
 
 Our Captain leads us on ; 
 
 He beckons from the skies ; 
 He reaches out a starry crown, 
 
 And bids us take the prize. 
 
 " Be faithful unto death. 
 
 Partake My victory, 
 And thou shalt wear this glorious wreath, 
 
 And thou shalt reign with Me." 
 
 TCis thus the righteous Lord 
 
 To every soldier saith : 
 Eternal life is the reward 
 
 Of all victorious faith. 
 
 Who conquer in His might 
 
 The victor's meed receive ; 
 They claim a kingdom in His right, 
 
 Which God will freely give. 
 
 J. MOKTOOMBRT. 
 
 6.4.6.4.6.6.6.4. 
 I Saviour I I follow on. 
 Guided by Thee, 
 Seeing not yet the hand 
 That leadeth me ; 
 250 
 
CONFUCT. 
 
 ood, 
 
 lKER. 
 
 
 466 
 
 ath, 
 
 RT. 
 
 1. 
 
 Hushed be my heart and still, 
 Fear I no further ill ; 
 Only to meet Thy will 
 My will shall be. 
 
 Riven the rock for me 
 
 Thirst to relieve, 
 Manna from heaven falls 
 
 Fresh every eve ; 
 Never a want severe 
 Causeth my eye a tear, 
 But Thou dost whisper near, 
 
 "Only believe!" 
 
 Saviour ! I long to walk 
 
 Closer with Thee ; 
 Led by Thy guiding hand, 
 
 Ever to be ; 
 Constantly near Thy side, 
 Quickened and purified, 
 Living for Him who died 
 
 Freely for me I 
 
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 O. 8. R0BIN80IT. 
 
 S. M. 
 
 1 Soldiers of Christ, uiise, 
 
 And gird your armour on, 
 Strong m the strength which God supplies 
 Through His eternal Son. 
 
 2 Strong in the Ijord of hosts, 
 
 And in His mighty power, 
 The man who in the Saviour trusts 
 Is more than conqueror. 
 
 3 Stand, then, in His great might, 
 
 With all His strength endued, 
 And take, to arm you for the fight, 
 The panoply of God : — 
 
 4 That, having all things done. 
 
 And all your conflicts past. 
 You may overcome through Christ alone, 
 And stand complete at last. 
 
 0. WKSLBT. 
 
 251 
 
THE CHRISTIAN LIFE : 
 
 466 
 
 467 
 
 )ul, shake off thy feari 
 
 L. SL 
 
 Stand up, 1113 
 
 And gird the gospel armour on ; 
 March to the gates of endless joy, 
 Where Jesus thy great Captain's gone. 
 
 Hell and thy sins resist thy course ; 
 But hell and sin are vanquished foes ; 
 Thy Haviour nailed them to the cross, 
 And sung the triumph when He rose. 
 
 Then let my soui march boldly on, — 
 Press forward to the heavenly gate ; 
 There peace and joy eternal reign, 
 And glittering robes for conquerors wait. 
 
 There shall I wear a starry ciuwn, 
 And triumph in almighty grace. 
 While all the armies of the skies 
 Join in my glorious Leader's praise. 
 
 I. WATTll. 
 
 7.6. double. 
 
 1 8taxi) up ! — stand up for Jesus ! 
 
 Ye soldiers of the cross ; 
 Lift high His royal banner, 
 
 It must not suffer loss : 
 From victory unto victory 
 
 His army shall be led. 
 Till every foe is vanquished. 
 
 And Christ is Lord indeed. 
 
 2 Stand up ! — stand up for Jesus I 
 
 Stand in His strength alone ; 
 The arm of flesh will fail you ; — 
 
 Ye dare not trust your own : 
 Put on the gospel armour, 
 
 And, watching unto prayer, 
 Where duty calls, or danger. 
 
 Be never wanting there. 
 
 3 Stand up ! — stand up for Jesus ! 
 
 The strife will not be long ; 
 This day the noise of battle, 
 The next the victor's song : 
 252 
 
rONFT.ICT. 
 
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 To him tliat ovt'ivomoth, 
 A crown of lit'o slinll be ; 
 
 He with the Kin^f of glory 
 81ia]l reign eternally, 
 
 468 
 
 o. nrPTiEi.p. jrv. 
 
 ible. 
 
 469 
 
 L. M. 
 
 1 Take up thy cross, the Saviour snid, 
 If thou would st My disciple be ; 
 Deny thyself, the world forsake, 
 And humbly follow after Me. 
 
 2 Take up thy cross ; let not its weight 
 Fill thy weak spirit with alarm ; 
 His strength nhall bear thy spirit up, 
 And brace thy heart, and nerve thine arm. 
 
 3 Take up thy cross, nor heed the shame ; 
 Nor let thy foolish pride rebel : 
 
 The Lord for thee the cross endured, 
 To save thy soul from death and hell. 
 
 4 Take up thy cross, then, in His strength, 
 And calmly every danger brave ; 
 
 'Twill guide thee to a better home, 
 And lead to victory o'er the grave. 
 
 5 Take up thy cross, and follow Christ, 
 Nor think till death to lay it down ; 
 For only He who bears the cross 
 May hope to wear the glorious crown. 
 
 r. W. F.VKREST. 
 
 C. M. 
 
 1 The Saviour bids us watch and pray. 
 
 Through life's brief, fleeting hour ; 
 And gives the Spirit's quickening ray 
 To those who seek His power. 
 
 2 Tlie Saviour bids us watch and pray. 
 
 Maintain a warrior's strife : 
 Help, Lord, to hear Thy voice to-day ; 
 Obedience is our life. 
 
 3 The Saviour bids us watch and pray ; 
 
 For soon the hour will come 
 That calls us from the earth away 
 To our eternal home. 
 2S3 
 
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THE CHKISTUN LIFE: 
 
 470 
 
 4 O Saviour, we would watch and pray, 
 And bear Thy buered voice, 
 And walk, aH Thou bast marked the way, 
 To lieuven'H eternal joy& 
 
 T. yAHTIXUt. 
 
 Travelling to the bettor land, 
 O'er the desert's scorching sund. 
 Father ! let me grasp Thy band ; 
 Lead me on, lead me on ! 
 
 2 When at Marah, parched with beat, 
 I the sparkling fountain greet, 
 Make the bitter water sweet ; 
 
 Lead me on, lead me on 1 
 
 3 Bid me stand on Nebo's height, 
 Gaze upon the land of light, 
 Then, transported with the sight, 
 
 Lead me on, lead me on ! 
 
 4 When I stand on Jordan's brink, 
 Never let me fear or shrink ; 
 Hold me. Father, lest I sink : 
 
 Lead me on, lead me on 1 
 
 5 When the victory is won, 
 And eternal life begun. 
 Up to glory lead me on ! 
 
 Lead me on, lead me on ! 
 
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 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE: CONSECRATION. 
 
 471 c. M. 
 
 2 And must I part with all I have. 
 My dearest Lord, for Thee ? 
 It is but right, since Thou hast done 
 Much more than this for me. 
 2 Yes, let it go ; one look from Thee 
 Will more than make amends 
 For all the losses I sustain 
 Of honour, liches, friends. 
 254 
 
CONSECRATION. 
 
 3 Saviour of houIs, could 1 from Thoo 
 A hingle siniln obtain, 
 The I0K8 of tiW things I could bcnr, 
 And glory in luy gain. 
 
 U, URt>IM>MB. 
 
 472 
 
 473 
 
 7h. 6 linoi*. 
 Blessed Saviour I Thee I love, 
 All my other joyH above ; 
 All uiy ho|>eH in Thee abide, 
 Thou my hope, and naught beside : 
 Ever let my glory bo 
 Only, only, only Thee. 
 
 Once again beside the cross, 
 All my gain I count but loss ; 
 Earthly pleasures fade away, — 
 Clouds they ai-e that hide my day : 
 Hence, vain shadows, let me see 
 Jesus, cruciiied for me. 
 
 Blessed Saviour, Thine am I, 
 
 Thine to live, and Thine to die ; 
 
 Height, or depth, or earthly power. 
 
 Ne'er shall hide my Saviour more : 
 
 Ever shall my glory bo 
 
 Only, only, only Thee I 
 
 o. DrrriKLD. 
 
 Christ, of all my hopes the ground ; 
 
 Christ, the spring of all my joy ; 
 Still in Thee may I be found. 
 
 Still for Thee my powers employ. 
 
 Fountain of o'erflowing grace, 
 Freely from Thy fulness give ; 
 
 Till I close my eailhly race, 
 
 May I prove it, " Christ to live." 
 
 Firmly trusting in Thy blood, 
 
 Nothing shfdl my heart confound ; 
 
 'Safely shall I pass the flood. 
 
 Safely reach Immanuers ground. 
 
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THE CPmiSTIAN LIFE: 
 
 4 Tims, O thxia, an entrance give 
 To the land of cloudless sky ! 
 Having known it, "Christ to live," 
 Let me know it, "Gain to die." 
 
 R. WARDLAW. 
 
 474 
 
 475 
 
 C. M. 
 Didst Thou, dear Saviour, suffer shame, 
 
 And bear the cross for me ? 
 And shall I fear to own Tliy name, 
 
 Or Thy disciple be ? 
 
 Inspire my soul with life divine, 
 
 And make me truly bold ; 
 Let knowledge, faith, and meekness shine, 
 
 Nor love nor zeal grow cold. 
 
 Let mockers scoff, the world defame, 
 
 ^ nd treat me with disdain ; 
 Still may I glory in Thy name, 
 
 And count I'eproach my gain. 
 
 To Thee I cheerfully submit, 
 
 And all my powers resign ; 
 Let wisdom point out what is fit. 
 
 And I'll no more repine. 
 
 .T. MAXWELL. 
 
 S. M. double. 
 I GIVE my heart to Thee, 
 
 O Jesus most desired ! 
 And heart for heart the gift shall be, 
 
 For Thov. my soul hast fired : 
 
 Thou hearts alone wouldst move. 
 
 Thou only hearts dost love ; 
 I would love Thee as Thou lov'st me, 
 
 O Jesus most desired ! 
 
 What offering can I make, 
 Dear Lord, to love like Thine ? 
 
 That Thou, the Word, didst stoop to take 
 A human form like mine ! 
 " Give Me thy heart. My son : " 
 Lord, Thou my heart hast won ; 
 
 T would love Thee as Tbou lov'st me, 
 O Jesus most desired ! 
 256 
 
CONSECRATION. 
 
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 476 
 
 ne, 
 
 :.L. 
 
 ublo. 
 
 477 
 
 ke 
 
 Here finds my heart its rest, 
 
 Repose that knows no shock, 
 The strength of love that keeps it blest 
 
 In Thee, the riven Rock : 
 
 My soul, as girt around, 
 
 Her eit idel hath found : 
 I would love Thee as Thou lov'st me, 
 
 O Jesus most desired ! 
 
 LATIN HYMN, trail*. RXY tltitKH. 
 
 7.6. 
 
 1 In full and glad surrender, 
 
 1 give myself to Thee, 
 Thine utterly and only, 
 And evermore to be. 
 
 2 O Son of God who lov'st me, 
 
 I will be Thine alone ; 
 And all I have and am. Lord, 
 Shall henceforth be Thine own I 
 
 3 Reign over me. Lord Jesus ! 
 
 O make my heart Thy throne 1 
 It shall be Thine, dear Saviour, 
 It shall be Thine alone. 
 
 4 O come and reign, Lord Jesus ; 
 
 Rule over everything ! 
 And keep me always loyal, 
 And true to Thee my King ! 
 
 F. R. UAVUtOAU 
 
 8.7. double. 
 Jesus, I my cross have taken, 
 
 All to leave, and follow Thee ; 
 Naked, poor, despised, forsaken, 
 
 Thou, from hence, my all shalt be : 
 And whilst Thou shalt smile upon me, 
 
 God of wisdom, love, and might. 
 Foes may hate and friends disown me ; 
 
 Show Thy face, and all is bright. 
 
 Man may trouble and distress me ; 
 
 'Twill but drive me to Thy breast : 
 Life with trials bard may press me ; 
 
 Heaven will bring me sweeter rest : 
 257 » 
 
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 ' it 
 
THE CHRISTIAN LIKE : 
 
 478 
 
 479 
 
 O 'tis not in grief to harm me, 
 While Thy love is left to me ; 
 
 O 'twere not in joy to charm me, 
 Were that joy unmixed with Thee. 
 
 H. F. LYTE. 
 
 Jesus, Master, whose I am. 
 Purchased Thine alone to be. 
 
 By Thy blood, O spotless Lamb, 
 Shed so willingly for me ; 
 
 Let my heart be all Thine own, 
 
 Let me live to Thee alone. 
 
 Other lords have long held sway ; 
 
 Now Thy name alone to bear, 
 Thy dear voice alone obey, 
 
 Is my daily, hourly prayer. 
 Whom have I in heaven but Thee ? 
 Nothing else my joy can be. 
 
 Jesus, Master, I am Thine ; 
 
 Keep me faithful, keep me near; 
 Let Thy presence in me shine 
 
 All my homeward way to cheer. 
 Jesus, at Thy feet I fall, 
 O be Thou my All in all. 
 
 78. 6 lines. 
 
 F. R. HAVERQAU 
 
 Lord, I am Thine, entirely Thine. 
 Purchased and saved by blood divine, 
 With full consent Thine I would be. 
 And own Thy sovereign right in me. 
 
 2 Grant one poor sinner more a place 
 Among the children of Thy gmce ; 
 A wretched sinner, lost to God, 
 But ransomed by Immanuel's blood. 
 
 3 Thine would I live. Thine would I die, 
 Be Thine through all eternity ; 
 
 The vow is past beyond repeal ; 
 And now I set the solemn seal. 
 258 
 
 L. M. 
 
CONSECRATION. 
 
 LYTE. 
 
 lines. 
 
 Here at that cross where flows the blood 
 That bought my guilty soul for God, 
 Thee, my new Master now I call, 
 A nd consecrate to Thee my all. 
 
 480 
 
 
 481 
 
 M. 
 
 U. OAVIE8. 
 
 C. M. 
 
 1 Must Jesus bear the cross alone, 
 
 And all the world go free i 
 No, there's a cross for every one. 
 And there'*s a cross for mo. 
 
 2 How happy are the saints above, 
 
 Who once went sorrowiufj her(^ ! 
 But now they taste unmingled love, 
 And joy without a tear. 
 
 3 The consecrated cross I'll bear, 
 
 Till death shall set me free ; 
 And then go home my crown to wear, 
 For there's a crown for mo. 
 
 4 Upon the crystal pavement, down 
 
 At Jesus' pierciid feet, 
 Joyful, I'll cast my golden crown. 
 And His dear name repeat. 
 
 O. N. ALLEN. 
 
 I.. M. 
 
 1 O Lord, Thy heavenly grace impart, 
 And fix my frail, inconstant heart ; 
 Henceforth my chief desire shall bo. 
 To dedicate myself to Thee. 
 
 2 Whate'er pursuits my time employ, 
 One thought shall till my soul with joy ; 
 That silent, secret thought shall be, 
 That all iny hopes are fixed on Theo. 
 
 3 Thy glorious eye pervadeth space ; 
 Thy presence, Lord, fills every place ; 
 And, whei*esoe'er my lot may be. 
 Still shall my spirit cleave to Thee. 
 
 4 Renouncing every worldly thing, 
 And safe beneath Thy spreading wing, 
 My sweetest thought henceforth shall be. 
 That all I want I find in Thee. 
 
 JBAK IKbDEillCK OBBRLIN, trans, by MRS. D. WILSOX. 
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482 C.4.6.4.6.6.6.4. 
 
 1 Saviour, Thy dying love 
 
 Thou gavest me ; 
 Nor should I aught withhold, 
 
 Dear Lord, from Thee : 
 In love my soul would bow, 
 My heart fulfil its vow. 
 Some offering bring Thee now, 
 
 Something for Tliee. 
 
 2 O'er the blest mercy-seat, 
 
 Pleading for me. 
 My feeble faith looks up, 
 
 Jesus to Thee : 
 Help me the cross to bear. 
 Thy wondrous love declare, 
 Some song to raise, or prayer, 
 
 Something for Thee. 
 
 3 Give me a faithful heart — 
 
 Likeness to Thee, 
 That each ueparting day 
 
 Henceforth may see 
 
 Some work of love begun, 
 
 Some deed of kindness done. 
 
 Some wanderer sought and won. 
 
 Something for Thee. 
 
 a. D. ruELPs. 
 
 483 L.M. 
 
 1 So let our lips and lives express 
 The holy gospel 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 His salvation reigns within, 
 And grace subdues the power of sin. 
 
 3 Our flesh and sense must be denied, 
 Ambition, envy, lusv, <uv'i ^ride; 
 
 While justice, toa'piirnntc, t ••. th, and love, 
 Our inward piety epp'ove. 
 260 
 
CONSECRATION. 
 
 .(3.4. 
 
 Religion bears our spirits up, 
 Wliile we exptot that blessi'd hope, 
 The bright appearance of the Tjord, 
 And faith stands leaning on Ilia word. 
 
 484 
 
 ELPS. 
 M. 
 
 485 
 
 love, 
 
 I. WATT8. 
 
 Take my life, and let it be 
 Consecrated, Lord, to Thee ! 
 Take my moments and my days. 
 Let them flow in ceaseless praise. 
 
 Take my hands, and let thorn move 
 At the impulse of Thy love ; 
 'J'ake my feet, and let them be 
 Swift and beautiful for Thr-e. 
 
 Take my voice, and let me sing 
 Always, only, for my King; 
 Take my lips, and let them be 
 Filled with messages from Thee. 
 
 Take my silver and my gold, 
 Not a mite would I withhold : 
 Take my intellect, and use 
 Every power as Thou shalt choose. 
 
 Take my will, and make it Thine ; 
 It shall be no longer mine ; 
 Take my heart, it is Thine own ; 
 It shall be Thy royal throne. 
 
 Take my love, my Lord, T pour 
 At Thy feet its treasured store ; 
 Take myself, and I will be 
 Ever, only, all for Thee. 
 
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 C. M. 
 
 Ye glittering toys of earth, adieu ; 
 
 A nobler choice be mine ; 
 A heavenly prize attracts my view, 
 
 A treasure all divine. 
 
 Jesus, to multitudes unknown, — 
 O name divinely sweet ! — 
 
 Jesus, in Thee, in Thee alone, 
 True wealth and honour meet. 
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Should earth's vni treasures all depart, 
 
 Of this dear gift possessed, 
 I'd clasp it to my joyful heaH, 
 
 And he for ever blest. 
 
 Doar portion of my soul's desires, 
 
 Thy love is bliss divine ; 
 Accept the wish that love inspires, 
 
 And let me call Thee mine. 
 
 A. STKKLK. 
 
 THE CIIRISTFAN LIFE: RESIGNArWN, 
 
 486 7s. 
 
 1 Cast thy burden on the Ijord, 
 Only lean upon His word ; 
 
 'I'hou wilt soon have cause to bless 
 Ilis unchanging faithfulness. 
 
 2 He p-.stains thee by His hand, 
 He enables thee to stand ; 
 
 Those, whom Jesus once hath lovetl, 
 Fi'om His grace are never moved. 
 
 3 Heaven and earth mjiy pass away, 
 God's free grace shall not decay ; 
 He hath promised to fulfd 
 
 All the pleasure of His will. 
 
 4 Jesus ! guardian of thy flock. 
 Be Thyself our constant rock ; 
 Make us, by Thy powerful hand, 
 yirm as Zion's mountain stand. 
 
 W. HAMMOND. 
 
 487 C. ]VI. liueR. 
 
 1 ^Father, I know that all my life 
 
 Is portioned out for me. 
 And changes that are sure to come, 
 
 I do not fear to see ; 
 But ask Thee for a present mind, 
 
 Intent on pleasing Thee. 
 
 2 I ask Thee for a thoughtful love, 
 
 Tlirough constant watching wise, 
 
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RESIGNATION. 
 
 To meet the glad with joyful smiles, 
 And wipe the weeping eyea ; 
 
 A heart at leisure from itself, 
 To soothe and sympathise. 
 
 I would not have the restless will 
 
 That hurries to and fro, 
 Seeking for some great thing to do, 
 
 Or secret thing to know ; 
 
 'ON. 
 
 7.S. 
 
 
 I would be treated lus a child, 
 And. guided where 1 go. 
 
 4 Tn service which Thy will appoints, 
 
 There are no bonds for ni<* ; 
 My inmost heart was taught the ** truth," 
 
 That nmkes Thy children " free ; " 
 A life of self-renouncing love 
 
 Is a life of liberty. 
 
 A. L. WARINO. 
 
 488 s. M. 
 
 I How tender is Thy hand, 
 O Thou beloved Tx)rd ! 
 AfHictions come at Thy command, 
 And leave us at Thy wonl. 
 
 2 How gentle was the rod 
 
 That chastened us for sin ! 
 How soon we found a smiling God, 
 Where deep distress had been ! 
 
 3 A Father's hand we felt, 
 
 A Father's heart we knew ; 
 With tears of penitence we knelt, 
 And found His word was true. 
 
 4 We told Him all our grief, 
 We thought of Jesus' love ; 
 A sense of pardon brought relief, 
 And bade our pains remove. 
 
 5 Now we will bless the Lord, 
 And in His strength coniide ; 
 For ever be His name adore<l ; 
 For there is none beside. 
 
 T. HASTINOS. 
 
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 489 
 
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 1 I SEND the joys of earth away ; 
 Away, ye tempters of the mind ; 
 False as the smooth, deceitful sea, 
 And empty as the whistling wind. 
 
 2 Your streams were floating me along, 
 Down to the gulf of dark despair ; 
 And, while I listened to your song, 
 Your streams had e'en conveyed me there. 
 
 3 Lord, I adore Thy matchless grace, 
 That warned me of that dark abyss. 
 That drew me from those treacherous seas, 
 And bade me seek superior bliss. 
 
 4 Now to the shining realms above 
 
 I stretch my hands and glance my eyes ; 
 O for the pinions of a dove. 
 To bear me to the upper skies ! 
 
 490 
 
 I. WATT*. 
 
 S. M. 
 
 1 It is Thy hand, my God ; 
 
 My sorrow comes f i*om Thee ; 
 I bow beneath Thy chastening rod, 
 I know Thou lovest me. 
 
 2 I would not murmur, Lord, 
 
 Before Thee I am dumb ; 
 Lest I should breathe one murmuring word, 
 To Thee for help 1 come. 
 
 3 My God, Tliy name is Love, 
 
 A Father's hand is Thine ; 
 With tearful eyes I look above. 
 And cry, '' Thy will be mine ! " 
 
 4 Jesus for me hast died. 
 
 Thy Son Thou didst not spare ; 
 His pierced hands, His bleeding sid«, 
 Thv love for me deciare. 
 
 5 Jinre my poor heart can rest ; 
 
 My God, it cUa ves to Tliee ; 
 TJiy will is love, Tiiine eiu] is blest; 
 Ail work for good to me. 
 
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 1 Lord Jehus, as Thou wilt ! 
 
 mtiy Thy will be mine ; 
 Into Thy liand of love 
 
 1 would u»y all resign. 
 Through sorrow or through joy, 
 
 (*oiuiu('t n\o us Thine own, 
 Auil help nu» still to suv, 
 
 "Mv Ko.ll, Thv wiirbeaone!" 
 
 2 liO»il ,ltv>u8, MM Thou wilt ! 
 
 li' \\w\\\ hon* and |H>or, 
 ({i\«' WW 'Ihy jH'ople's bread, 
 
 Their portion rich an-l sui*e. 
 The uuuma of Thy wonl 
 
 Let my soul feed upon ; 
 And if all else should fail, — 
 
 **My Lord, Thy will be done ! " 
 
 3 Lord Jesus, as Thou wilt ! 
 
 If loved ones must depart, 
 Suffer not sorrow's flood 
 
 To overwhelm my heart : 
 For tliey are blest with The^, 
 
 Their race and conflirt won ; 
 Let me but follow them, — 
 
 " My I»rd, Thy will be done ! " 
 
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 492 8.8.8.4. 
 
 1 My CJod and Father, while I stray 
 Far from my home, on life's rough way, 
 
 teach me from my heart to say, 
 
 "Thy will be done!" 
 
 2 What though in lonely grief I sigh 
 For friends beloved, no longer nigh, 
 Submissive still would I reply, 
 
 "Thy will be done!" 
 
 3 l^liough Thou hast called me to resign 
 What most I prized, it re'er was mine; 
 
 1 have but yielded what was Thine ; 
 
 "Thy will be done 1" 
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 Renew my will from day to <lay ; 
 Rlend it with Thine, and take away 
 All now that makes it hard to say, 
 " Thy will be done ! " 
 
 C. ELLIOTT. 
 
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 My God,^ my Father, — blissful name, — 
 
 may I call Thee mine ? 
 
 May I with sweet assurance claim 
 A portion so divine ? 
 
 This only can my fears control, 
 
 And bid my sorrows fly ; 
 What harm can ever reach my soul 
 
 Beneath my Father's eye ? 
 
 Whate'er Thy holy will denies, 
 
 1 calmly would resign ; 
 
 For Thou art good, and just, and wise : 
 O bend my will to Thine. 
 
 Whate'er Thy sacred will ordains, 
 
 O give me strength to bear ; 
 And let me know my Father reigns, 
 
 And trust His tender care. a. steelr. 
 
 494 
 
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 L. M. 
 
 1 O Love Divine, that stooped to share 
 Our sharpest pang, our bitterest tear, 
 On Thee we cast each earth-born care ; 
 We smile at pain while Thou art near. 
 
 2 Though long the weary way we tread, 
 And sorrow crown each lingering year, 
 No path we shun, no darkness dread. 
 
 Our hearts still whispering, "Thou art near." 
 
 3 When drooping pleasure turns to grief, 
 And trembling faith is changed to fear. 
 The murmuring wind, the quivering leaf, 
 Shall softly tell us, " Thou art near ! " 
 
 4 On Thee we fling our burdening woe, 
 O Love Divine, for ever dear. 
 Content to suffer, while we know, 
 Living and dying. Thou art near. 
 
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 1 Thy way, not mine, O I»i*d, 
 
 However dark it hv ; 
 O lead me by Thine own right hand I 
 Choose out the path for mo. 
 
 2 I dare not cliooso my lot ; 
 
 I would not if I might ; 
 But choose Thou for me, () my Ood, 
 So shall I walk aright. 
 
 3 Take Thou my cup, and it 
 
 With joy or sorrow Hll ; 
 As ever best to Thee may seem, 
 Choose Thou my good and ill. 
 
 4 Not mine, not mine the choice, 
 
 In things or great or small ; 
 Be Thou my guide, my guard, my strength, 
 My wisdom, and my all. 
 
 H. BONAR. 
 
 1 'Tis my happiness below, 
 
 Not to live without the cross, 
 But the Saviour's power to know, 
 Sanctifying every loss. 
 
 2 Trials must and will befall ; 
 
 But, with humble faith, to see 
 Love inscribed upon them all, — 
 This is happiness to me. 
 
 3 Trials make the promise sweet ; 
 
 Trials give new life to prayer ; 
 Trials bring me to His feet. 
 
 Lay me low, and keep me there. 
 
 4 Did I meet no trials here. 
 
 No correction by the way, 
 Might I not with reason fear 
 I should prove a castaway ? 
 
 5 Others may escape the rod. 
 
 Sunk in earthly vain delight ; 
 But the true-born child of God 
 Must not, would not, if he might. 
 
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THE CHRISTIAN LIFE: SERVICE. 
 
 497 8.7. double. 
 
 1 " Call them in ! " — the poor, tlie wretched, 
 
 8in- stained wanderers from the fold ; 
 Peace and pardon freely offer, — 
 
 Can you weigh their worth with gold ? 
 " Call them in ! " — the weak, the weary, 
 
 Laden with the doom of sin ; 
 Bid them come and rest in Jesus : 
 
 He is waiting : — " Call them in ! " 
 
 2 " Call them in ! " — the Jew, the Gentile; 
 
 Bid the stranger to the feast ; 
 " Call them in ! " — the rich, the noble, 
 
 From the highest to the least. 
 Forth the Father runs to meet them, 
 
 He hath all their sorrows seen ; 
 Robe, and ring, and royal sandals 
 
 Wait the lost ones : — " Call them in ! " 
 
 3 " Call them in ! " — the broken-hearted, 
 
 Cowering 'neath the brand of shame ; 
 Speak love's message, low and tender, — 
 
 '• 'Twas for sinners Jesus came." 
 See, the shadows lengthen round us, 
 
 Soon the day-dawn will begin ; 
 Can you leave them lost and lonely 1 
 
 Christ is coming : — " Call them in ! " 
 
 A. SHTPTON. 
 
 498 
 
 8.7. 
 
 1 Cast thy bread upon the waters, 
 
 Thinking not 'tis thrown away ; 
 God himself saith, thou shalt gather 
 It agaiL some future day. 
 
 2 Cast thy bread upon the waters ; 
 
 Wildly though the billows roll, 
 They but aid thee as thou toilest 
 Truth to spread from pole to pole. 
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 499 
 
 HTPTON. 
 
 8.7. 
 
 As the seed by billows floated 
 
 To some distant island lone, 
 So to human souls benighted. 
 
 That thou flingest may be borne. 
 
 Cast thy bread upon the waters ; 
 
 Why wilt thou still doubting stand ? 
 Bounteous shall God send the harvest. 
 
 If thou sow'st with liberal hand. 
 
 J. H. HANAKORD. 
 
 C. M. ti lines. 
 Dismiss me not Thy service, Lord, 
 
 But train me for Thy will ; 
 For even I, in fields so broad, 
 
 Some duties may fulfil ; 
 And I will ask for no reward, 
 
 Except to serve Thee still. 
 
 How many serve, how many more 
 
 May to the service come ! 
 To tend the vines, the grapes to store, 
 
 Thou dost appoint for some ; 
 Thou hast Thy young men at the war, 
 
 Thy little ones at home. 
 
 All works are good, and each is best 
 
 As most it pleases Thee ; 
 Each worker pleases when the rest 
 
 He serves in charity ; 
 And neither man nor work unblest, 
 
 Wilt Thou permit to be. 
 
 Our Master all the work hath done 
 
 He asks of us to-day ; 
 Sharing His service, every one 
 
 Share too His sonship may ; 
 Lord, I would serve and be a son ; 
 
 Dismiss me not, I pray ! 
 
 T. T. LYNCH. 
 
 600 
 
 Forth in Thy name, O Lord, I go, 
 My daily labour to pursue, 
 Thee, only Thee, resolved to know, 
 In all I think, or speak, or do. 
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 The task Thy wisdom hath assigned, 
 O let me cheerfully fulfil ; 
 In all my works Thy presence find, 
 And prove Thy good and perfect will. 
 
 Thee may I set at my right hand. 
 Whose eyes my inmost substance see ; 
 And labour on at Thy command. 
 And offer all my works to Thee. 
 
 For Thee delightfully employ 
 Whate'er Thy bounteous grace hath given, 
 And run my course with even joy, 
 And closely walk with Thee to hea\en. 
 
 501 
 
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 Fountain of good, to own Thy love 
 
 Our thankful hearts incline ; 
 What can we render, Lord, to Thee, 
 
 When all the worlds are Thine ? 
 
 Help us, O Lord, Thy yoke to wear, 
 
 Dehght to do Thy will, 
 Each other's burdens gladly bear. 
 
 And love's sweet law fulfil. 
 
 To Thee our all devoted be, 
 
 In whom we move and live ; 
 Freely we have received of Thee — 
 
 As freely may we give. 
 
 Teach us, O Lord, with reverent love 
 
 Thee in Thy poor to see. 
 And while we minister to them, 
 
 To do it as to Thee. 
 
 Only do Thou our alms accept, 
 
 And with Thy blessing speed ; 
 Bless us in giving, — greatly bless 
 
 Our gifts to them that need. 
 
 r. DODDRIDGE AND E. OSLER. 
 
 L. M. 
 Go, labour on ! spend and be spent, — 
 Thy joy to do the Father's will : 
 It is the way the Master went ; 
 Should not the servant tread it still ? 
 270 
 
SERVICE. 
 
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 2 Go, labour on ! 'tis not for naught ; 
 Thy earthly loss is heavenly gain : 
 
 Men heed thee, love thee, praise thee not ; 
 The Master praises ; — what are men ? 
 
 3 Go, labour on, while it is day ; 
 
 The world's dark night is hastening on ; 
 Speed, speed thy work, cast sloth away : 
 It is not thus that souls are won. 
 
 4 Toil on, faint not, keep watch and pray, 
 Be wise the ening soul to win ; 
 
 Go forth into the world's Iiighway, 
 Compel the wanderer to come in. 
 
 5 Toil on, and in thy toil rejoice ; 
 For toil comes rest, for exile home ; 
 
 Soon shalt thou hear the Bridegroom's voice. 
 The midnight peal, " Behold I come ! " 
 
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 H. BONAK. 
 
 503 
 
 8LER. 
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 8.7. double. 
 Hark ! the voice of Jesus calling, — ■ 
 
 Who will go and work to-day ? 
 Fields are white, the harvest waiting, — 
 
 Who will bear the sheaves away ? 
 Loud and long the Master calleth, 
 
 Rich reward He offers free ; 
 Who will answer, gladly saying, 
 
 "Here am I, O Lord, send me." 
 
 If you cannot cross the ocean 
 
 And the heathen lands explore. 
 You can find the heathen nearer, 
 
 You can help them at your door; 
 If you cannot speak like angels, 
 
 If you cannot preach like Paul, 
 You can tell the love of Jesus, 
 
 You can say He died for all. 
 
 While the souls of men are dying, 
 
 And the Master calls for you, 
 Let none hear you idly saying, 
 
 " There is nothing I can do I " 
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 Gladly take the task He gives you, 
 Let His work your pleasure be ; 
 
 Answer quickly when He calleth, 
 " Here am 1, O Lord, send me." 
 
 D. MARCH. 
 
 504 
 
 8.7. 
 
 He that goeth forth with weeping, 
 Bearing precious seed in love. 
 
 Never tiring, never sleeping, 
 Findeth mercy from above. 
 
 2 Soft descend the dews of heaven, 
 
 Bright the rays celestial shine ; 
 
 Precious fruits will thus l»^ given. 
 
 Through an influence all divine. 
 
 3 Sow thy seed, be never weary. 
 
 Let no fears thy soul annoy ; 
 ]>e the prospect ne'er so dreary. 
 Thou shalt reap the fruits of joy. 
 
 4 Lo, the scene of verdure brightening ! 
 
 See the rising grain appear : 
 Look again ! the fields are whitening, 
 For the harvest time is near. 
 
 T. HASTINGS. 
 
 OOO li. M. 6 lines. 
 
 1 I WOULD the precious time redeem, 
 And longer live for this alone : 
 
 To spend, and to be spent, for them 
 Who have not yet my Saviour known : 
 Fully on these my mission prove, 
 And only breathe, to breathe Thy love. 
 
 2 My talents, gifts, and graces. Lord, 
 Into Thy blessed hands receive ; 
 And let me live to spread Thy word ; 
 And let me to Thy glory live ; 
 
 My every sacred moment spend 
 In publishing the sinner's Friend. 
 
 3 Enlarge, inflame, and fill my heart 
 With boundless charity divine 1 
 
 272 
 
SEKViCE. 
 
 MAnCB. 
 
 8.7. 
 
 So shall I all my strength exert, 
 
 And love them with a zeal like Thine, 
 
 And lead nnto Thy open side 
 
 The sheep for whom their Shepherd died. 
 
 506 
 
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 8.7. 
 Jesus calls us o'er the tumult 
 
 Of our life's wild restless sea ; 
 Day by day His sweet v ice soundeth, 
 
 Saying, "Christian, follow Me." 
 
 Jesus calls us from the worship 
 Of the vain world's golden store, 
 
 From eacli idol that would keep us, 
 Saying, "Christian, love Me more." 
 
 In our joys and in our sorrows, 
 
 Days of toil and hours of ease, 
 Still He calls, in cares and pleasures, 
 
 "Christian, love Me more than these." 
 
 Jesus calls us : by Thy mercies, 
 Saviour, may we hear Thy call ! 
 
 Give our hearts to Thy obedience. 
 Serve and love Thee best of all, 
 
 C. F. ALEXANDER. 
 
 8.7. double. 
 Lord of glory, who hast bought us 
 
 With Thy life-blood as the price. 
 Never grudging for the lost ones 
 
 That tremendous sacrifice. 
 And with that hast freely given 
 
 Blessings, countless as the sand, 
 To the unthankful and the evil 
 
 With Thine own unsparing hand ; 
 
 Grant us hearts, dear Lord, to yield Thee 
 
 Gladly, freely of Thine own ; 
 With the sunshine of Thy goodness 
 
 Melt our thankless hearts of stone ; 
 Till our cold and selfish natures, 
 
 Warmed by Thee, at length believe, 
 That more happy and "more blessed 
 
 'Tis to give than to receive." 
 
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 To our humblest charity 
 In Thine own mysterious sentence, 
 
 " Ye have done it unto Me." 
 Can it be, O gracious Master, 
 
 Thou dost deign for alms to sue. 
 Saying by Tliy poor and needy, 
 
 " Give as I have given to you ? " 
 
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 v.. a. ALDERS05. 
 
 7.6. double. 
 Lord of the living harvest, 
 
 That whitens o'er the plain. 
 Where angels soon shall »ather 
 
 Their sheaves of golden grain ; 
 Accept these hands to labour. 
 
 These hearts to trust and love, 
 And deign with them to hasten 
 
 Thy kingdom from above. 
 
 As labourers in Thy vineyard, 
 
 Lord, send us out to be ; 
 Content to bear the burden 
 
 Of weary days for Thee ; 
 We ask no other wages. 
 
 When Thou shalt call us home. 
 But to have shared the travail 
 
 Which makes Thy kingdom come. 
 
 Be with us, God the Father ; 
 
 Be with us, Christ the Sou ; 
 Be with us, Holy Spirit ; 
 
 O blessed Three in One ! 
 Make us a royal priesthood, 
 
 Thee rightly to adore. 
 And fill us with Thy fulness, 
 
 Now, and for evermore ! 
 
 J. 8. B. MONSELt. 
 
 Lord, speak to me, that I may speak 
 In living echoes of Thy tone : 
 As Thou hast sought, so let me seek 
 Thy erring children, lost and lone. 
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 2 O lead me, Lord, that I may lead 
 The wandering and the wavering feet ; 
 
 feed me, Lord, that I may feed 
 
 Thy hungering ones with manna sweet. 
 
 3 O strengthen me, that while I stand 
 Firm on the Rock and strong in Thee, 
 
 1 may stretch out a loving hand 
 To wrestlers with the troubled sea. 
 
 4 O fill me with Thy fulness, Lord, 
 Until my very heart o'erflow 
 
 In kindling thought and glowing word, 
 Thy love to tell, Thy praise to show. 
 
 5 O use me, Lord, use even me. 
 
 Just as Thou wilt, and when, and where ; 
 
 Until Thy blesski face I see. 
 
 Thy rest. Thy joy. Thy glory share. 
 
 IIONSELL. 
 
 L. M. 
 
 F. K. UAVEKUAL. 
 
 L. M. 
 
 My gracious Lord, I own Thy right 
 To every service I can pay, 
 And call it my supreme delight 
 To hear Thy dictates and obey. 
 
 2 What is my being but for Thee— 
 Its sure support, its noblest end ? 
 'Tis my delight Thy face to see, 
 And serve the cause of such a Friend. 
 
 3 I would not sigh for worldly joy, 
 Or to increase my worldly good ; 
 Nor future days nor powers employ 
 To spread a sounding name abroad. 
 
 4 'Tis to my Saviour I would live — 
 To Him who for my ransom died ; 
 Nor could all worldly honour give 
 Such bliss as crowns me at His side. 
 
 5 His work my hoary age shall bless, 
 When youthful vigour is no more. 
 And my last hour of life confess 
 His saving love. His glorious pow^er. 
 
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 Sow in the morn tliy seerl, 
 
 At eve hold not thy hand ; 
 To doubt and fear give tlioii no heed, 
 
 Broadcast it o'er the land : 
 
 2 And duly shall appear, 
 
 In verdure, beauty, strength. 
 The tender blade, the stalk, the ear, 
 And the full corn at length. 
 
 3 Thou canst not toil in vain ; 
 
 Cold, heat and moist and dry, 
 Shall foster and mature the grain 
 For garners in the sky. 
 
 4 Thence, when the glorious end. 
 
 The day of God, shall come, 
 The angel-reapers shall descend. 
 
 And heaven cry, ** Harvest -home ! " 
 
 J. MOMllOMERY. 
 
 512 
 
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 TiiY service, Lord, is my delight ; 
 I would bt spent and spend for Thee : 
 Thou art my wisdom and my might ; 
 O glorify Thy name in me ! 
 
 2 The light which Thou to me hast given, 
 Shall by Thy grace break forth and shine ; 
 I'll j)oint to men the road to heaven. 
 And show the power of love divine. 
 
 3 My life, my strength, my heart, my tongue. 
 My soul, my flesh, to Thee I give ! 
 
 All these to Thee of right belong, 
 O let me to Thy glory live ! 
 
 O. B. HYMN-BOUK. 
 
 513 
 
 S. M. 
 
 I We give Thee but Thine own, 
 Whate'er the gift may be : 
 All that we have is Thine alone, 
 A trust, O Lord, from Thee. 
 276 
 
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 2 May we Thy bounties thus 
 
 As stewards true receive ; 
 And gladly, as Thou blessest us, 
 To Thee our first-fruits give. 
 
 3 O hearts are bruised and dead ; 
 
 And homes aie bare and cold ; 
 And lambs for whom the Shepherd bled 
 Are straying from the fold ! 
 
 4 To comfort and to bless, 
 
 To find a balm for woe, 
 To tend the lone and fatherless 
 Is angels' work below. 
 
 5 The captive to release, 
 
 To God tlie lost to bring, 
 To teach the way of life and peace, — 
 It is a Christ-like thing. 
 
 6 And we believe Thy word. 
 
 Though dim our faith may be, — 
 Whate'er for Thine we do, O Lord, 
 We do it unto Thee. 
 
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 Ye servants of the Lord, 
 
 Each in his office wait, 
 Observant of His heavenly word 
 
 And watchful at His gate. 
 
 Let all your lamps be bright. 
 And trim the golden flame ; 
 
 Gird up your loins, as in His sight, 
 For awful is His name. 
 
 Watch, 'tis your Lord's command, 
 And while we speak. He's near ; 
 
 Mark the first signal of His hand, 
 And ready all appear. 
 
 happy servant he 
 
 In such a posture found ! 
 He shall his Lord with rapture see. 
 
 And be with honour crowned. 
 
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 Ye who liear tlio blossc'd cnll 
 
 Of tho Spirit and the Hiide : 
 Hoar the IVFastor's word to iwl, 
 
 Your commission and your guide — 
 " And lot liim that lioaretli say, 
 Come," to all yet far away, 
 
 " (/ome ! " alike to ago and youth, 
 Tell them of our Friend above, 
 
 Of His beauty and J lis truth, 
 Preciousness and graeo and love. 
 
 Tell them what you know is true, 
 
 Tell them what lie is to vou. 
 
 '' Come ! " to those who, while they hear, 
 Linger, hardly knowing why ; 
 
 Tell them that the Lord is near, 
 Tell them Jesus passes by. 
 
 Cnll them now ; O do not wait, 
 
 Lest to-morrow bo too late. 
 
 Brothers, sisters, do not wait, 
 
 Speak for Him who speaks to you ! 
 
 Wherefore should you hesitate ? 
 This is no great thing to do. 
 
 Jesus only bids you sny, 
 
 " Come ! '' and will you not obey ? 
 
 F. R. HAVFmiAL. 
 
 
 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE: FELLOWSHIP. 
 
 516 c. M. 
 
 1 Blest be the dear uniting love, 
 
 That will not let us part ! 
 
 Our bodies may far off remove, 
 
 We still are one in heart. 
 
 2 Joined in one Spirit to our Head, 
 
 Where He appoints we go ; 
 And still in Jesu's footsteps tread, 
 And show His praise below. 
 278 
 
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 517 
 
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 iVFmiAL. 
 
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 O. M. 
 
 FELLOWSHIP. 
 
 O may we (nor walk in I Urn, 
 
 And nothing know beside; 
 Nothing desire, notliing esteem, 
 
 But Jesus ciMiciiied. 
 
 Closer nnd closer let us cleave 
 
 To His beloved endmice ; 
 Expect His fulness to receive, 
 
 And grace to answer grace. 
 
 Partakers of the Saviour's grace, 
 The same in mind and heart. 
 
 Nor joy, nor grief, nor time, nor place. 
 Nor life, nor death can part. 
 
 C. WKSt.EV. 
 
 S. M. 
 
 1 Blest 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 
 Tlie sympathising tear. 
 
 4 When we asunder part. 
 
 It gives us inward pain ; 
 But we shall still be joined in heart, 
 And hope to meet again. 
 
 5 This glorious hope revives 
 
 Our courage by the way ; 
 While each in expectation lives, 
 And longs to see the day. 
 
 6 From sorrow, toil, and pain, 
 
 And sin we shall be free ; 
 And perfect love and friendship reign 
 Through all eternity. 
 
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 Come, let us join our friends above, 
 Who have obtained the prize, 
 
 And on the eagle wings of love 
 To joy celestial rise. 
 
 Let saints below in concert sing 
 
 W ith those to glory gone ; 
 For all the servants of our King 
 
 In heaven and earth are one. 
 
 One family, we dwell in Him ; 
 
 One Church above, beneath ; 
 Though now divided by the stream — 
 
 The narrow stream — of death. 
 
 One army of the living God, 
 
 To His command we bow ; 
 Part of the host have crossed the flood, 
 
 And part are crossing now. 
 
 E'en now to their eternal home 
 
 Some happy spirits fly ; 
 And we are to the margin come. 
 
 And soon expect to die. 
 
 O Saviour, be our constant Guide ; 
 
 Then, when the word is given. 
 Bid Jordan's narrow stream divide. 
 
 And land us safe in heaven. 
 
 C. WESLEY. 
 
 Father of mercies, send Thy grace. 
 All-powerful, from above. 
 
 To form in our obedient souls 
 The image of Thy love. 
 
 2 O may our sympathising breasts 
 
 That generous pleasure know 
 Kindly to share in others' joy, 
 And weep for others' woe. 
 
 3 When poor and helpless sons of grief 
 
 In deep distress are laid. 
 Soft be our hearts their pains to feel 
 And 9wift our handb to aid. 
 
 c. M. 
 
FELLOWSHIP. 
 
 C. lil. 
 
 d, 
 
 LEY. 
 
 C. M. 
 
 4 On wings of love the Saviour flew 
 To raise us from the ground, 
 And made the richest of His blood 
 A balm for every wound. 
 
 r. DODDRIDGE. 
 
 520 8s. 
 
 1 From whence doth this union arise, 
 
 That hatred is conquered by love ? 
 It fastens our souls in such ties 
 As distance and time can't remove. 
 
 2 It cannot in Eden be found, 
 
 Nor yet in a Paradise lost ; 
 It grows on Immanuel's ground, 
 And Jesus' dear blood it did cost. 
 
 3 My brethren are dear unto me, 
 
 Our hearts all united in love ; 
 Where Jesus is gone we shall be, 
 In yonder blest mansions above. 
 
 4 Why, then, so unwilling to part, 
 
 Since there we shall all meet again ? 
 Engraved on Immanuel's heart, 
 At a distance we cannot remain. 
 
 5 With Jesus we ever shall reign, 
 
 And all His bright glories shall see. 
 Singing, Hallelujah ! amen ! 
 Amen ! even so let it be. 
 
 BALDWIN. 
 
 521 
 
 L. M. 
 
 Had I the tongues of Greeks and Jews, 
 And nobler speech than angels use, 
 If love be absent, I am found, 
 Like tinkling brass, an empty sound. 
 
 Were I inspired to preach and tell 
 All that is done in heaven and hell, — 
 Or could my faith tjie world remove, — 
 Still I am nothing without love. 
 
 Should I distribute all my store 
 To feed the hungry, clothe the poor, — 
 Or give my body to the flame, 
 To gain a mai^tyr's glorious name, — 
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 If love to God and love to men 
 Be absent, all my hopes are vain ; 
 Nor tongues, nor gifts, nor fiery zeal, 
 The work of love can e'er fulfil. 
 
 522 
 
 I. WATTS. 
 
 L. M. 
 
 How blest the sacred tie that binds, 
 In sweet communion, kindred minds ! 
 How swift the heavenly course they run. 
 Whose heart, whose faith, whose hopes, are one ! 
 
 To each the soul of each how dear ! 
 What tender love, what holy fear ! 
 How doth the generous flame within 
 Refine from earth, and cleanse from sin ! 
 
 Their streaming tears together flow, 
 For human guilt and human woe ; 
 Their ardent prayers united rise, 
 Like mingling flames in sacrifice. 
 
 Nor shall the glowing flame expire, 
 When dimly burns frail nature's fire ; 
 Then shall they meet in realms above, 
 A heaven of joy, a heaven of love. 
 
 523 
 
 A. L. BARBAULD. 
 
 C. M. 
 
 How sweet, how heavenly is the sight, 
 When those who love the Lord, 
 
 In one another's peace delight. 
 And so fulfil His word ! 
 
 When each can feel his brother's sigh, 
 And with him bear a part ; 
 
 When sorrow flows from eye to eye, 
 And joy from heart to heart : 
 
 When free from envy, scorn, and pride, 
 
 Our wishes all above, — 
 Each can his brother's failings hide, 
 
 And show a brother's love : 
 
 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. 
 282 
 
 J. SWAIN. 
 
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SECURITY. 
 
 rATTS. 
 
 •e one ! 
 
 524 s. M. 
 
 1 O Lord, Thou art my Lord, 
 
 My portion and delight ; 
 All other lords I now reject, 
 And cast them from my sight. 
 
 2 Thy sovereign right I own. 
 
 Thy glorious power confess ; 
 Thy law shall ever rule my heart, 
 While I adore Thy grace. 
 
 3 Too long my feet have strayed 
 
 In sin's forbidden way ; 
 But since Thou hast my soul reclaimed, 
 To Thee my vows I'll pay. 
 
 4 My soul to Jesus joined, 
 
 By faith and hope and love, 
 Now seeks to dwell among Thy saints. 
 And rest with them above. 
 
 5 Accept, O Lord, my heart. 
 
 To Thee myself I give ; 
 Nor suffer me from hence to stray, 
 Or cause Thy saints to gi-ieve. 
 
 B. BEDDOME. 
 
 ^t. 
 
 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE: SECURITY. 
 
 020 8s. double. 
 
 1 A DEBTOR to mercy alone. 
 
 Of covenant mercy I sing ; 
 Nor fear, with Thy righteousness on, 
 
 My person and offering to bring ; 
 The terrors of law, and of God, 
 
 With me can have nothing to do ; 
 My Saviour's obedience and blood 
 
 Hide all my transgi'essions from view. 
 
 2 The work which His goodness began, 
 
 The arm of His strength will complete ; 
 His promise is yea, and amen, 
 And never was forfeited yet ; 
 283 
 
THE CHRISTIAN LIFE: 
 
 526 
 
 Things future, nor things that are now, 
 Not all things, below nor above. 
 
 Can make Him His purpose forego. 
 Or sever my soul from His love. 
 
 My name from the palms of His hands 
 
 Eternity will not erase : 
 Impressed on His heart it remains, 
 
 In marks of indelible grace : 
 Yes, I to the end shall endure, 
 
 As sure as the earnest is given ; 
 More happy, but not more secure, 
 
 The glorified spirits in heaven. 
 
 A. M. TOPLADY. 
 
 8.7. 
 " Always " with us, " always " with us, 
 
 Words of cheer and words of love 
 Thus the risen Saviour whispers 
 
 From His dwelling-place above. 
 
 With us when with sin we struggle, 
 Giving strength and courage too. 
 
 Bidding us to falter never. 
 But to Him be ever true. 
 
 With us when the storm is sweeping 
 O'er our pathway dark and drear ; 
 
 Waking hope within our bosoms. 
 Stilling every anxious fear. 
 
 With us when we toil in sadness. 
 Sowing much and reaping none ; 
 
 Telling us that in the future 
 Golden harvests shall be won. 
 
 With us in the lonely valley. 
 
 When we cross the chilling stream, 
 
 Lighting up the steps to glory 
 With salvation's radiant beam. 
 
 E. H. NEVIV. 
 
 527 
 
 L. M. 
 
 Complete in Thee, — no work of mine. 
 May take, dear Lord, the place of Thine. 
 Th) blood has pardon bought for me, 
 And I am now complete in Thee. 
 284 
 
SECURITY. 
 
 ir. 
 
 .7. 
 
 Complete in Thee, — no more shall sin, 
 Thy grace has conquered, reign within ; 
 Thy voice will bid the tempter flee, 
 And I shall stand complete in Thee. 
 
 Complete in Thee, — each want supplied, 
 And no good thing to me denied, 
 Since Thou my portion. Lord, wilt be, 
 1 ask no more, — complete in Thee. 
 
 Dear Saviour, when, before Thy bar. 
 All tribes and tongues assembled are, 
 Among Thy chosen may I be 
 At Thy right hand, — complete in Thee. 
 
 528 
 
 529 
 
 A. 11. WOLFE. 
 
 C. M. 
 
 Dear Refuge '^f my weary soul. 
 
 On Thee, when sorrows rise, 
 On Thee, when waves of trouble roll, 
 
 My fainting hope relies. 
 
 To Thee I tell each rising grief, 
 
 For Thou alone canst heal ; 
 Thy word can bring a sweet relief. 
 
 For every pain I feel. 
 
 But O when gloomy doubts prevail, 
 
 I fear to call Thee mine ; 
 The springs of comfort seem to fail,. 
 
 And all my hopes decline. 
 
 Yet, gracious God, where shall I flee ? 
 
 Thou art my only trust ; 
 And still my soul would cleave to Theo, 
 
 Though prostrate in the dust. 
 
 A. STEELE. 
 S. M. 
 
 Dear Saviour, we are Thine 
 
 By everlasting bands ; 
 Our hearts, our souls, we would resign 
 
 Entirely to Thy hands. 
 
 To Thee we still would cleave 
 
 With ever-growing zeal ; 
 If millions tempt us Christ to leave, 
 
 O let them ne'er prevail. 
 285 
 
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 3 Thy Spirit shall unite 
 
 Our souls to Thee, our Head ; 
 Shall form us to Thy image bright, 
 And teach Thy paths to tread. 
 
 4 Death may our souls divide 
 
 From these abodes of cla v ; 
 But love shall keep us near Thy side, 
 Through all the gloomy way. 
 
 5 Since Christ and we are one, 
 
 Why should we doubt or fear 1 
 If He in heaven hath fixed His throne, 
 He'll fix His members there. 
 
 p. DODDIIIIXIE. 
 
 530 
 
 531 
 
 Firm as the earth Thy gospel stands, 
 My Lord, my hope, my trust ; 
 
 If I am found in Jesus' hands, 
 My soul ne'er can be lost. 
 
 His honour is engaged to save 
 The meanest of His sheep ; 
 
 All, whom His heavenly Father gave. 
 His hands securely keep. 
 
 Nor death nor hell shall e'er remove 
 His favourites from His breast, 
 
 Within the bosom of His love 
 They must for ever rest. 
 
 C. M. 
 
 I. WATTH. 
 
 SS. M. 
 Give to the winds thy fears ; 
 
 Hope, and be undismayed ; 
 God hears thy sighs and counts thy tears ; 
 
 God shall lift up thy head. 
 
 Through waves, and clouds, and storms 
 
 He gently clears thy way ; 
 Wait thou His time ; so shall this night 
 
 Soon end in joyous day. 
 
 What though thou rulest not ! 
 
 Yet heaven, and eai-th, and hell 
 Proclaim, God sitteth on the throne, 
 
 And ruleth all things well. 
 286 
 
SECURITY. 
 
 532 
 
 M. 
 
 1 
 
 Far, far above thy thought 
 
 His counsel shall appear, 
 When fully He the work has wrought, 
 
 That caused thy needless fear. 
 
 Trans. J, W£SLEY. 
 L. M. 
 
 Here at Thy cross, incarnate God, 
 I lay my soul beneath Thy love, — 
 Beneath the droppings of Thy blood, — 
 Nor shall it, Jesus, e'er remove. 
 
 Should worlds conspire to drive me therce. 
 Unmoved and firm this heart should lie ; 
 Resolved, — for that's my last defence, — 
 If I must perish, there to die. 
 
 But speak, my Lord, and calm my fear ; 
 Am I not safe beneath Thy shade ? 
 Thy justice will not strike me here, 
 Nor Satan dare my soul invade. 
 
 Yes, I'm secure beneath Thy blood, 
 And all my foes shall lose their aim : 
 Hosanna to my SaviouV God, 
 And my best honours to His name. 
 
 533 
 
 WATTS. 
 
 C. M. 
 
 r. 
 
 How can I sink with such a prop 
 
 As my eternal God, 
 Who bears ti;8 earth's huge pillars up, 
 
 And spreads the heavens abroad ? 
 
 How can I die while Jesus lives, 
 Who rose and left the dead ? 
 
 Pardon and grace my soul receives 
 From my exalted Head. 
 
 All that I am, and all I have, 
 
 Shall be for ever Thine ; 
 Whate'er my duty bids me give, 
 
 My cheerful hands resign. 
 
 Yet if I might make some reserve, 
 
 And duty did not call, 
 I love my God with zeal so great, 
 
 That I should give Him all. 
 287 
 
 I. WATTS. 
 
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 534 lis. 
 
 How firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord ! 
 Is laid for your faith in His excellent word ! 
 What more can He say, than to you He hath said, — 
 To you, who for refuge to Jesus have fled ? 
 
 I " Fear not, I am with thee, O be not dismayed, 
 For I am thy God, I will still give thee aid ; 
 I'll strengthen thee, help thee, and cause thee to stand. 
 Upheld by my gracious, omnipotent hand. 
 
 ; " When through the deep waters I call thee to go, 
 The rivers of sorrow shall not overflow ; 
 For I will be with thee thy trouble to bless, 
 And sanctify to thee thy deepest distress. 
 
 |. " When through fiery trials thy pathway shall lie. 
 My grace, all- sufficient, shall be thy supply; 
 The flames shall not hurt thee ; I only design 
 Thy dross to consume, and thy gold to refine. 
 
 ; " Ev'n down to old age all my people shall prove 
 My sovereign, eternal, unchangeable love ; 
 And then, when grey hairs shall their temples adorn. 
 Like lambs they shall still in my bosom be borne. 
 
 ) " The soul that on Jesus hath leaned for repose, 
 I will not — I will not desert to His foes ; 
 That soul — though all hell should endeavour to shake, 
 I'll never — no never — no never forsake I " 
 
 KBENE. 
 
 535 
 
 S. M. 
 
 How gentle God's commands ! 
 
 How kind His precepts are ! 
 Come, cast your burdens on the Lord, 
 
 And trust His constant care. 
 
 Beneath His watchful eye 
 
 His saints securely dwell ; 
 That hand which bears creation up, 
 
 Shall guard His children well. 
 
 Why should this anxious load 
 Press down your weary mind ? 
 
 Haste to your heavenly Father's throne, 
 And peace and comfort find. 
 288 
 
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 ne. 
 
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 BENE. 
 . M. 
 
 537 
 
 I'll 
 
 goodness stands approved, 
 Unchanged from day to day : 
 ►p my burden at His feet. 
 And bear a song away. 
 
 p. DODDRZDOB. 
 L. M. 
 
 How oft have sin and Satan strove 
 To rend my soul from Thee, my God ! 
 But everlasting is Thy love, 
 And Jesus seals it with His blood. 
 
 The oath and promise of the Lord 
 Join to confirm the "vondrous grace ; 
 Eternal power performs the word, 
 And fills all heaven with endless praise. 
 
 Amidst temptations, sharp and long, 
 My soul to this dear refuge flies ; 
 Hope is my anchor, firm and strong, 
 While tempests blow and billows rise. 
 
 The gospel bears my spirit up ; 
 A faithful and unchanging God 
 Lays the foundation for my hope 
 In oaths, and promises, and blood. 
 
 I. WATTS. 
 
 C. M. 
 
 If God is mine, then present things. 
 And things to come, are mine ; 
 
 Yea, Christ, His word and Spirit too, 
 And glory all divine. 
 
 If He is mine, then from His love 
 
 He every trouble sends ; 
 All things are working for my good, 
 
 And bliss His rod attends. 
 
 If He is mine, let friends forsake, 
 
 Let wealth and honour flee : 
 Sure He who giveth me Himself 
 
 Is more than these to me. 
 
 O tell me, Lord ! that Thou art mine ; 
 
 What can I wish beside ? 
 My soul shall at the fountain live, 
 
 When all the streams are dried. 
 
 a89 
 
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THE CHRISTIAN LIFE: 
 
 538 
 
 539 
 
 S. M. 
 
 I HEAR the words of love, 
 
 I gaze upon the blood, 
 I see the mighty sacrifice, 
 
 And I have peace with God. 
 
 'Tis everlasting peace, 
 
 Sure as Jehovah's name ; 
 'Tis stable as His steadfast throre. 
 
 For evermore the same. 
 
 The clouds may go and come, 
 And storms may sweep ray sky ; 
 
 This blood-sealed friendship changes not, 
 The cross is ever nigh. 
 
 I change — He changes not ; 
 
 The Christ can never die ; 
 His love, not mine, the resting-place ; 
 
 His truth, not mine, the tie. 
 
 My love is ofttimes low. 
 
 My joy still ebbs and flows ; 
 
 But peace with Him remains the same, 
 No change Jehovah knows. 
 
 H. BONAR. 
 
 C. M. 
 
 I'm not ashamed to own my Lord, 
 
 Or to defend His cause. 
 Maintain the honour of His word, 
 
 The glory of His cross. 
 
 Jesus, my God, I know His name — 
 
 His name is all my trust ; 
 Nor will He put my soul to shame. 
 
 Nor let my soul be lost. 
 
 Firm as His throne His promise stands, 
 
 And He can well secure 
 What I've committed to His hands 
 
 Till the decisive hour. 
 
 Then will He own my worthless name 
 
 Before His Father's face, 
 And in the New Jerusalem 
 
 Appoint my soul a place. 
 
 1. •wvm. 
 
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SECURITY. 
 
 S. M. 
 
 540 
 
 lot, 
 
 BONAR. 
 C. M. 
 
 541 
 
 7.0. double. 
 In heavenly love abiding, 
 
 No change my heart shall fear ; 
 And safe is such confiding. 
 
 For nothing changes hei-e. 
 The storm may roar without me, 
 
 My heart may low be laid, 
 But God is round about me. 
 
 And can I be dismayed ? 
 
 Wherever He may guide me, 
 
 No want shall turn me back ; 
 My Shepherd is beside me, 
 
 And nothing can I lack. 
 His wisdom ever waketh, 
 
 His sight is never dim ; 
 He knows the way He taketh, 
 
 And I will walk with Him. 
 
 Green pastures are before me, 
 
 Which yet I have not seen ; 
 Bright skies will soon be o'er me, 
 
 Where the dark clouds have been. 
 My hope I cannot measure ; 
 
 My path to life is free ; 
 My Saviour has my treasure, 
 
 And He will walk with me. 
 
 A. h. WARINU. 
 
 C. M. 
 
 Lord Jesus, are we one with Tliee ? 
 
 O height ! O depth of love ! 
 With Thee we died upon the tree, 
 
 In Thee we live above. 
 
 Such was Thy grace, that for our sake 
 Thou didst from heaven come down. 
 
 Our mortal flesh and blood partake, 
 In all our misery one. 
 
 Our sins, our guilt, in love divine, 
 Confessed and borne by Thee ; 
 
 The gall, the curse, the wrath were thine, 
 To set Thy members free. 
 291^ 
 
THE CHRISTIAN LIFE: 
 
 Ascended now, in glory bright, 
 
 Still one with us Thou art ; 
 Nor life, nor death, nor depth, nor height, 
 
 Thy saints and Thee can part. 
 
 542 
 
 J. O. DKCK. 
 
 78. double. 
 
 Jesus ! lover of my soul, 
 
 Let me to Tliy bosom fly 
 While the nearer waters roll, 
 
 While the tempest still i.s high ; 
 Hide me, my Saviour I hide, 
 
 Till the storm of life is past ; 
 Safe into the haven guide ; 
 
 receive my soul at last ! 
 
 Other refuge have I none ; 
 
 Hangs my helpless soul on Thee ; 
 Leave, ah ! leave rae not alone, 
 
 Still support and comfort me. 
 All my trust on Thee is stayed ; 
 
 All my help from Thee I bring ; 
 Cover my defenceless head 
 
 With the shadow of Thy wing. 
 
 Thou, O Christ ! art all I want ; 
 
 More than all in Thee I find ; 
 Raise the fallen, cheer the faint, 
 
 Heal the sick, and lead the blind. 
 Just and holy is Thy name, 
 
 1 am all unrighteousness ; 
 Vile and full of sin I am. 
 
 Thou art full of truth and grace. 
 
 Plenteous grace with Thee is found, — 
 
 Grace to pardon all my sin ; 
 Let the healing streams abound. 
 
 Make and keep me pure within ; 
 Thou of life the fountain art. 
 
 Freely let me take of Thee ; 
 Spring Thou up within my heart, 
 
 Kise to all eternity. 
 
 C. WIBLBT. 
 
 393 
 
SECURITY. 
 
 543 
 
 eight, 
 
 O. DKCK. 
 
 double. 
 
 7h. 6 lines. 
 Rock of Ages, cleft for me, 
 Ijet me hide myfielf in Thee ! 
 Let the water and the blood. 
 From Thy riven side which flowed, 
 Be of sin the double cure, 
 C.'leanse me from its guilt and power. 
 
 Not the labours of mv hands 
 Can fulfil Thy law's demands ; 
 Could my zeal no respite know, 
 Could my tears for ever flow. 
 All for sin could not atone ; 
 Thou must save, and Thou alone. 
 
 Nothing in my hand I bring ; 
 Simply to Thy cross I cling ; 
 Naked, come to Thee for dress ; 
 Helpless, look to Thee for grace ; 
 Foul, I to the fountain fly ; 
 Wash me, Saviour, or I die. 
 
 While I draw this fleeting breath, 
 When my eyelids close in death. 
 When I soar through tracts unknown, 
 See Thee on Thy judgment-throne. 
 Rock of Ages, cleft for me, 
 Let me hide myself in Thee ! 
 
 544 
 
 -■T. 
 
 Safe in the arms of Jesus, 
 
 Safe on His gentle breast, 
 There by His love o'ershaded, 
 
 Sweetly my soul shall rest. 
 Hark ! 'tis the voice of angels, 
 
 Borne in a song to me, 
 Over the fields of glory, 
 
 Over the jasper sea. 
 
 Safe in the arms of Jesus, 
 Safe from corroding care, 
 
 Safe from the world's temptations, 
 Sin caimot harm me there. 
 293 
 
 A. M. TOPLAOy. 
 
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 546 
 
 Free from the blight of sorrow, 
 Free from my doubts and fears ; 
 
 Only a few more trials, 
 Only a few more tears. 
 
 Jesus, my heart's dear refuge, 
 
 Jesus has died for me ; 
 Firm on the Rock of Ages 
 
 Ever my trust shall be. 
 Here let me wait with patience, 
 
 Wait till the night is o'er ; 
 Wait till I see the morning 
 
 Break on the golden shore. 
 
 V. J. VAN ALSTVNK. 
 
 L. iM. 
 
 'rilou only sovereign of my heart, 
 My refuge, my almighty friend — 
 And can my soul from Thee depart. 
 On whom alone my hopes depend ? 
 
 Eternal life Thy words impart. 
 On these my fainting spirit lives ; 
 Here sweeter comforts cheer my heart 
 'Phan all the round of nature gives. 
 
 Let earth's alh;ring joys combine, 
 While Thou art near, in vain they call ; 
 One smile, one blissful smile of Thine, 
 My dearest Ijor*i, outweighs them all. 
 
 Low at 'Hvy feet my soul would lie, 
 Here safety dwells, and peace divine : 
 Still let me live beneath Thine eye. 
 For life, eternal life, is Thine. 
 
 A. STEELE. 
 
 H. M. 
 
 To heaven I lift mine eyes ; 
 
 From God is all my aid — 
 The God who built the skies, 
 
 And earth and nature made : 
 God is the tower to whicl^ I fly ; 
 His grace is nigh in every hour. 
 
 My feet shall never slide, 
 And fall in fatal snares. 
 294 
 
SECURITY. 
 
 STYNB. 
 L. M. 
 
 Since God, my guard and guide, 
 
 Defends me from my fears. 
 Tliose wakeful eyes, which never sleep, 
 Shall Israel keep when dangers rise. 
 
 3 No burning heats by day. 
 
 Nor blasts of evening air. 
 Shall take my health away, 
 
 If God he with me thei*e : 
 Thou art my sun, and Thou my shade, 
 To gunrd my head by night or noon. 
 
 4 Hast Thou not pledged Thy woixl 
 
 To save my soul fi-om death i 
 And I can trust my Lord 
 
 To keep my mortal breath : 
 I'll go and come, nor fear to die. 
 Till from on high Thou call me home. 
 
 547 
 
 ELE. 
 
 r. M. 
 
 548 
 
 Unshaken as the sacred hill. 
 And fixed as mountains be, 
 
 B'irm as a rock the soul shall rest, 
 That leans, O Lord, on Thee ! 
 
 Not walls nor hills could guard so well 
 Old Salem's happy ground. 
 
 As those eternal arms of love, 
 That every saint surround. 
 
 Deal gently. Lord, with souls sincere. 
 
 And lead them safely on 
 To the bright gates of Paradise, 
 
 Where Christ, the Jjovdf is gone. 
 
 wArw. 
 0. M. 
 
 When, overwhelmed with grief. 
 My heart within nie dies, 
 
 Helpless, and far from all relief. 
 To heaven I lift mine eyes. 
 
 lead me to the Rock 
 
 That's higli above my head. 
 
 And make the covert of Thy wings 
 My shelter and my shade. 
 295 
 
 I. WATTrt. 
 
 S. M. 
 
 11 
 
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THE CHRISTIAN LIFE : 
 
 Within Thy presence, Lord, 
 
 For ever I'll abide ; 
 Thou art the tower of my defence, 
 
 The refuge where I hide. 
 
 Thou givest me the lot 
 
 Of those that fear Thy name ; 
 If endless life be their reward, 
 
 I shall possess the same. 
 
 I. WATTS. 
 
 549 
 
 L. M. 
 
 When sins and fears, prevailing, rise, 
 And fainting hope almost expires, 
 To Thee, O Lord, I lift my eyes ; 
 To Thee I breathe my soul's desires. 
 
 Art Thou not mine, my living Lord ? 
 And can my hope, my comfort, die ? 
 'Tis fixed on Thine almighty word ; 
 That word which built the earth and sky. 
 
 If my immortal Saviour lives, 
 Then my immortal life is sure ; 
 His word a firm foundation gives ; 
 Here I may build and rest secure. 
 
 Here, O my soul, thy trust repose ; 
 If Jesus is for ever mine, 
 Not death itself, that last of foes, 
 Shall break a union so divine. 
 
 A. 8TEKLE. 
 
 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE: BLESSEDNESS, 
 
 550 s. M. 
 
 1 Behold, what wondrous grace 
 
 The Father hath bestowed, 
 On sinners of a mortal race. 
 To call them sons of God I 
 
 2 Nor doth it yet appear 
 
 How great we must be made, 
 But when we see our Saviour here, 
 We shall be like our Head. 
 296 
 
BLESSEDNESS. 
 
 3 A hope so much divine 
 
 May trials well endure, 
 May purge our souls from sense and sin, 
 As Christ the Lord is pure. 
 
 4 If in my Father's love 
 
 I share a filial part, 
 Send down Thy Spirit like a dove, 
 To rest upon my heart. 
 
 5 "NVe would no longer lie 
 
 Like slaves beneath the throne ; 
 Our faith shall "Abba, Father," cry, 
 And Thou the kindred own. 
 
 551 
 
 552 
 
 I. WATTS. 
 
 7s. 6 lines. 
 
 1 Blessed are the sons of God, 
 They are bought with Jesus' blood ; 
 They are ransomed from the grave, 
 Life eternal they shall have ; 
 With them numbered may we be, 
 Here, and in eternity. 
 
 2 They are justified by grace ; 
 They enjoy a solid peace ; 
 
 All their sins are washed away ; 
 They shall stand in God's great dtiy ; 
 With them numbered may we be, 
 Here, and in eternity. 
 
 3 They have fellowship with God, 
 Through the Mediator's blood ; 
 One with God, through Jesus one. 
 Glory is in them begun ; 
 
 With them numbered 
 
 Here, and in eternity. 
 
 may 
 
 J. HUMPHREYS. 
 
 7s. 
 
 Blessed fountain, full of grace ! 
 
 Grace for sinners, grace for me, 
 To this source alone I trace 
 
 What I am, and hope to be. 
 297 
 
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THE CHRISTIAN LIFE! 
 
 : 
 
 2 What I am, as one redeemed, 
 
 Saved and rescued by the Lord, 
 Hating what I once esteemed, 
 Loving what I once abhorred. 
 
 3 What I hope to be ere long, 
 
 When I take my place above ; 
 When I join the heavenly throng ; 
 When I see the God of love. 
 
 4 Then I hope like Him to be, 
 
 Who redeemed His saints from sin, 
 Whom I now obscurely see, 
 
 Through a vail that stands between. 
 
 5 Blessed fountain, full of grace ! 
 
 Grace for sinners, grace for me ; 
 To this source alone I trace 
 What I am, and hope to be. 
 
 563 
 
 T. KELLY. 
 
 S. M. 
 
 1 Blest are the pure in heart. 
 
 For they shall see our God ; 
 
 The secret of the Lord is theirs ; 
 
 Their soul is Christ's abode. 
 
 2 The Lord, who left the heavens 
 
 Our life and peace to bring. 
 To dwell in lowliness with men. 
 Their pattern and their King : 
 
 3 lie to the lowly soul 
 
 Doth still Himself impart ; 
 And for His dwelling and His throne 
 Chooseth the pure in heart. 
 
 4 Lord, we Thy presence seek ; 
 
 May ours this blessing be ; 
 Give us a pure and lowly heart, 
 A temple meet for Thee. 
 
 554 
 
 J. KEBLE. 
 
 Children of the heavenly King, 
 As ye journey, sweetly sing ; 
 Sing your Saviour's worthy praise, 
 Glorious in His works and ways. 
 298 
 
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BLESSEDNESS. 
 
 LLV. 
 
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 555 
 
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 556 
 
 2 We are travelling home to God, 
 In the way the fathers trod ; 
 They are happy now, and we 
 Soon their happiness shall see. 
 
 3 Shout, ye little flock, and blest ! 
 You on Jesus' throne shall rest ; 
 There your seat is now prepared, 
 There your kingdom and reward ! 
 
 4 Fear not, brethren ; joyful stand 
 On the borders of your land : 
 Jesus Christ, your Father's son. 
 Bids you undismayed go on. 
 
 5 Lord ! obediently we go, 
 Gladly leaving all below ; 
 Only Thou our Leader be, 
 And we still will follow Thee. 
 
 J. CENNICK. 
 
 L. M. 
 
 Fountain of grace, rich, full, and free, 
 What need I that is not in Thee, 
 Full pardon, strength to meet the day. 
 And peace which none can take away. 
 
 Doth sickness fill the heart with fear ? 
 'Tis sweet to know that Thou art near. 
 Am I with dread of justice tried ? 
 'Tis sweet to feel that Christ hath died. 
 
 Tn life, Tliy promises of aid 
 Forbid my heart to be afraid ; 
 In death, peace gently vails the eyes ; 
 Christ rose, and I shall surely rise. 
 
 O all-sufficient Stiviour ! be 
 
 This all-sufficiency to me ; 
 
 Nor pain nor sin nor death can harm 
 
 The weakest shielded by Thine arm. 
 
 J. EDME8TON. 
 
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 C. M. 
 
 God's glory is a wondrous thing, 
 Most strange in all its ways. 
 
 And of all things on earth, least like 
 What men agree to praise. 
 299 
 
THE CHRISTIAN LIFE: 
 
 2 O blest is he to whom is given 
 
 The instinct that can tell 
 That God is on the field, when He 
 Is most invisible ! 
 
 3 And blest is he who can divine 
 
 Where real right doth lie, 
 And dares to take the side that seems 
 Wrong to man's blindiold eye ! 
 
 4 O learn to scorn the praise of men ! 
 
 O learn to lose witli God ! 
 For Jesus won the world through shame, 
 And beckons th ) His road 
 
 5 And right is right, since God is God ; 
 
 And right the day must win ; 
 To doubt would be disloyalty, 
 To falter would be sin ! 
 
 F. W. FABER. 
 
 557 
 
 HAPPY band of pilgiims, 
 
 If onward ye will tread. 
 With Jesus as your Fellow, 
 
 To Jesus as your Head. 
 The ci'oss that Jesus carried. 
 
 He carried as your due : 
 The crown that Jesus weareth, 
 
 He weareth it for you. 
 
 The faith by which ye see Him, 
 
 Tlu' hope in which ye yearn, 
 The love that through all trouble 
 
 To Him alone will turn : 
 What are they but foi'erunners 
 
 To lead you to His sight ? 
 What are they save the effluence 
 
 Of uncreated light ? 
 
 The trials that beset you. 
 The sorrows ye endure, 
 
 The manifold temptations 
 That death alone can cure : 
 300 
 
 7.6. double. 
 
BLESSEDNESS. 
 
 568 
 
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 What are they, but His jewels 
 
 Of right celestial worth 1 
 What are they but the ladder, 
 
 Set up to heaven on earth I 
 
 JOHEPB OF THE STUDIUM, trans. J. M. NEAI-R. 
 
 S. M. 
 The man is ever blest 
 
 Who shuns the sinner's ways, 
 Among their councils never stands, 
 
 Nor takes the scorner's place, — 
 
 But makes the law of God 
 
 His study and delight, 
 Amidst the labours of the day. 
 
 And watches of the night. 
 He, like a tree, shall thrive. 
 
 With waters near the root ; 
 Fresh as the leaf his name shall live ; 
 
 His works are heavenly fruit. 
 
 Not so th' ungodly race ; 
 
 They no such blessings find ; 
 TJieir hopes shall flee like empty chaff 
 
 Before the driving wind. 
 
 559 
 
 I. WATT8. 
 
 C. M. 
 
 1 There is a hope, a blessed hope, 
 
 More precious and more bright 
 Than all the joyless mockery 
 The world esteems delight. 
 
 2 There is a star, a lovely star. 
 
 That lights the darkest gloom, 
 And sheds a peaceful radiance o'er 
 The prospects of the tomb. 
 
 3 There is a voice, a cheering voice, 
 
 That lifts the soul above. 
 Dispels the painful, anxious doubt, 
 And whispers, " God is love." 
 
 4 That voice, aloud from Calvary's height. 
 
 Proclaims the soul forgiven ; 
 That star is revelation's light ; 
 That hope, the hope of heaven. 
 
 H. H. HAWLET. 
 
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 560 
 
 
 S. M. 
 
 To God, the only wise, 
 
 Our Saviour and our King, 
 
 Let all the saints helow the skies 
 Their humble praises bring. 
 
 'Tis His almighty love, 
 His counsel, and His care, 
 
 Pres^e^ves us safe from sin and death, 
 And every hurtful snare. 
 
 He will present our souls, 
 Unblemished and complete, 
 
 Before the glory of His face, 
 With joys divinely great. 
 
 Then all the chosen seed 
 
 Shall meet around the throne, 
 
 Shall bless the conduct of His grace, 
 And make His wonders known. 
 
 1. WATTS. 
 
 THE CHURCH: INSTITUTION. 
 
 561 
 
 C. M. 
 
 Behold the sure foundation-stone, 
 
 Which God in Zion lays, 
 To build our heavenly hopes upon, 
 
 And His eternal praise. 
 
 Chosen of Grod, to sinners dear, 
 
 Let saints adore the name ; 
 They trust their whole salvation here, 
 
 Nor shall they suffer shame. 
 
 The foolish builders, scribe and priest. 
 
 Reject it with disdain ; 
 Yet on this rock the Church shall rest, 
 
 And envy rage in vain. 
 
 What though the gates of hell withstood ; 
 
 Yet must this building rise : 
 'Tis thine own work, almighty God, 
 
 And wondrous in our eyes. 
 
 I. WATTS. 
 
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INSTITUTION. 
 
 S. M. 
 
 ^ATTS. 
 
 . M. 
 
 562 8. M. 
 
 1 Far as Thy name is known 
 
 The world declares Thy praise ; 
 Thy saints, O Lord, before Thy throne, 
 Tlieir songs of honour raise. 
 
 2 With joy Thy people stand 
 
 On Zion's chosen hill, 
 Proclaim the wonders of Thy hand, 
 And counsels of Thy will. 
 
 3 Let strangers walk around 
 
 The city where we dwell. 
 Survey with care Thine holy ground, 
 And mark the building well, — 
 
 4 The order of Thy house. 
 
 The worship of Thy coui-t. 
 The cheerful songs, the solemn vows. 
 And make a fair report. 
 
 5 The God we worship now 
 
 Will guide us till we die — 
 Will be our God while here below, 
 And ours above the sky. 
 
 1. WATTS. 
 
 563 8.7. 
 
 1 Glorious things of thee are spoken, 
 
 Zion, city of our God ; 
 He whose word can ne'er be broken 
 Chose thee for His own abode. 
 
 2 Lord, Thy Church is still Thy dwelling. 
 
 Still is precious in Thy sight, 
 Judah's temple far excelling. 
 Beaming with the gospel's light. 
 
 3 On the Rock of Ages founded. 
 
 What can shake her sure repose ? 
 With salvation's wall surrounded, 
 She can smile at all her foes. 
 
 4 See, the streams of living waters, 
 
 Springing from eternal love, 
 Well supply her sons and daughters. 
 And all fear of want remove. 
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 Round her habitation hovering, 
 See the cloud and fire appear, 
 
 For a glory and a covering, 
 Showing that the Lord is near. 
 
 J. KKWTOW, 
 
 1 I LOVE Thy kingdom, Lord, 
 
 The house of Thine aVjode, 
 The Church our blest Redeemer saved 
 With His own precious blood. 
 
 2 I love Thy Church, O God ; 
 
 Her walls before Thee stand, 
 Dear as the apple of Thine eye. 
 And graven on Thy hand. 
 
 3 For lior my tears shall fall; 
 
 For her my prayers ascend ; 
 To her my cares and toils be given, 
 Till toils and cares shall end. 
 
 4 Beyond my highest joy 
 
 I prize her heavenly ways. 
 Her sweet communion, solemn vows, 
 Her hymns of love and praise. 
 
 5 Sure as Thy truth shall last, 
 
 To Zion shall be given 
 The brightest glories earth can yield. 
 And brighter bliss of heaven. 
 
 s. M. 
 
 T. DWIQHT. 
 
 Not to the terrors of the Lord, 
 The tempest, fire, and smoke ; 
 
 Not to the thunder of that word 
 Which God on Sinai spoke ; — 
 
 But we now come to Zion's hill. 
 
 The city of our God, 
 Where milder words declare His will. 
 
 And spread His love abroad. 
 
 Behold the great, the glorious host 
 Of angels clothed in light ; 
 
 Behold the spirits of the just. 
 Whose faith is turned to sight 
 304 
 
 C. M. 
 
INSTITUTION. 
 
 S. M. 
 
 566 
 
 . M. 
 
 567 
 
 The saints on eartli, and all the dead, 
 
 But one communion make ; 
 All join in Christ, their living Head, 
 
 And of Hif grace partake. 
 
 In such society as this 
 
 Our weary souls would rest ; 
 The man who dwells where Jesus is 
 
 Must be for ever blest. 
 
 I. WATTfl. 
 
 Peoplb of the living God, 
 
 I have sought the world around. 
 
 Paths of sin and sorrow trod. 
 
 Peace and comfort nowhere found. 
 
 Now to you my spirit turns, — 
 
 Turns, a fugitive unblest ; 
 Brethren, where your altar burns, 
 
 O receive me into rest. 
 
 Lonely I no longer roam, 
 
 Like the cloud, the wind, the wave ; 
 Where you dwell shall be my home. 
 
 Where you die shall be my grave. 
 
 Mine the God whom you adore ; 
 
 Your Redeemer shall be mine ; 
 Earth can fill my soul no more ; 
 
 Every idol I resign. 
 
 J. MONTOOMERV. 
 C. M. 
 
 1 Planted in Christ, the living vine, 
 
 This day, with one accord, 
 Ourselves, with bumble faith and joy, 
 We yield to Thee, O Lord. 
 
 2 Joined in one body may we be, 
 
 One inward life partake ; 
 One be our heart ; one heavenly hope 
 In every bosom wake. 
 
 3 In prayer, in effort, tears, and toils, 
 
 One wisdom be our guide ; 
 Taught by one Spirit from above, 
 In Thee may we abide. 
 
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 NorZ .i*"*""* '^''"■ons «PmJ, 
 
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 Is like His Chm^h above • 
 
 S«e shielded from her evm- foe 
 By heavenly power and l^ve ' 
 
 ' On high and holy ground 
 
 A^^ "'""" ''«•• <»"'*« is found 
 An omnipresent guest. 
 
 3 God loves her saered gates, 
 
 AndheTh:nurjr"ir>-= 
 
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 4 The Church of God beW 
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 I The Church's one foundation '^'^' ^""^'«- 
 Is Jesus Christ her Lord 
 She IS His new creation ' 
 J3jr water and the word • 
 
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INSTITUTION. 
 
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 S. M. 
 
 With His own lilood He honglit her, 
 And for her life Ho died. 
 
 2 Thougli with a scornful wonder, 
 
 Men see her sore opprest, 
 Ry schisms rent asunder. 
 
 By lieresies distrest : 
 Yet saints their ^"ntch aro keeping, 
 
 Their cry goes up, "How long?" 
 And soon tlie night of weeping 
 
 Sliall be the morn of sonsr. 
 
 'Mid toil and tribulation, 
 
 And tumult of lier war, 
 She waits the consumumtion 
 
 Of i)eace for evermore ; 
 Till with the vision glorious 
 
 Her longing eyes are blest. 
 And tlie great Church victorious 
 
 Shall be the Church at rest. 
 
 570 
 
 S. J. BTONB. 
 
 L. M. 
 
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 1 Triumphant Zion ! lift thy head 
 From dust and darkness and the dead ; 
 Though humbled long, awake at length. 
 And gird thee with thy Saviour's strength. 
 
 2 Put all thy beauteous garments on, 
 And let thine excellence be known ; 
 Decked in the robes of righteousness, 
 The world thy glories shall confess. 
 
 3 No more shall foes unclean invade. 
 And fill thy hallo\ved w-alls with dread ; 
 No more shall hell's insulting host 
 Their victory and thy soirows boast. 
 
 4 God from on high has heard thy prayer; 
 His hand thy ruins shall repair ; 
 
 Nor will thy watchful monarch cease 
 To guard thee in eternal peace. 
 
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 1 ZioN stands with hills surrounded — 
 
 Zion, kept by power divine : 
 All her foes shall bo ccMfounded, 
 Though the world in arms combine : 
 
 Happy Zion, 
 What a favoured lot is thine ! 
 
 2 Every human tie may perish ; 
 
 Friend to friend unfaithful prove ; 
 
 !M others cease their own to cherish ; 
 
 ITeaven and earth at last remove ; 
 
 But no chanj^fes 
 Can attend Jehovah's lov^e, 
 
 3 In the furnace God may prove thee, 
 
 Tiience to bring thee forth more bright, 
 lint can never cease to love thee ; 
 Thou art precious in His sight : 
 
 God is with thee — 
 God, thine everlasting light. 
 
 T. KFl-LY. 
 
 
 572 
 
 THE CHURCH: BAPTISM. 
 
 Buried beneath the yielding wave 
 
 The great Redeemer lies ; 
 Faith views Him in the watery grave, 
 
 And thence beholds Him rise. 
 
 2 Thus do His willing saints, to-day. 
 
 Their ardent zeal express, 
 And, in tlie Lord's appointed way. 
 Fulfil all righteousness. 
 
 3 With joy we in His footsteps tread. 
 
 And would His cause maintain, — 
 Like Him be numbered with the dead, 
 And with Him rise and reign. 
 
 4 His presence oft revives our hearts, 
 
 And drives our fears away ; 
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BAPTISM. 
 
 8.7.4. 
 
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 573 
 
 When lie commands, and strength imparts, 
 We cheerfully obey. 
 
 5 Now we, blest Saviour, would to Thee 
 Our grateful voices raise ; 
 Washed in the fountain of Thy blood, 
 Our lives shall all be praise. 
 
 U. BGDUOME. 
 
 L. M. 
 
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 Come, happy souls, adore the Lamb, 
 Who lo\ed our race ere time began. 
 Who veiled Iiis Clodhead in our chiy. 
 And in an humble manger lay. 
 
 To Jordan's stream the Spirit led, 
 To mark the path His saints should tread ; 
 With joy they trace the sacied way. 
 To see the place where Jesus lay. 
 
 Baptized by John in Jordan's wave, 
 The Saviour left His watery grave ; 
 Heaven owned the deed, approved the way, 
 KvA blessed the j.Sce where Jesus lay. 
 
 4 Come, all who love His precious name. 
 Come, tread His steps, and learn of Him ; 
 Happy beyond expression they 
 Who lind the place where Jesus lay. 
 
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 574 
 
 L. M. 
 
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 Come, Holy Spirit, Dove divine. 
 On these baptismal waters shine. 
 And teach our hearts, in highest strain, 
 To praise the Lamb for sinners slain. 
 
 We love Thy name, we love Thy laws, 
 And joyfully embrace Thy cause ; 
 We love Thy cross, the shame, the pain, 
 O Lamb of God, for sinners slain. 
 
 We sink beneath Thy mystic flood ; 
 O bathe us in Thy cleansing blood ; 
 We die to sin, and seek a grave, 
 With Thee, beneath the yielding wave. 
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 4 And as we rise, with Thee to live, 
 O let the Holy Spirit give 
 The sealing unction from above, 
 
 The breath of life, the fire of love. 
 
 A. JUDaOK. 
 
 575 
 
 S. M. 
 
 576 
 
 577 
 
 Down to the sacred wave 
 The Lord of life was led ; 
 
 And He who came our souls to save 
 In Jordan bowed His head. 
 
 He taught the solemn way ; 
 
 He fixed the holv rite : 
 He bade His ransomed ones obey, 
 
 And keep the path of light. 
 
 Blest Saviour, we will tread 
 
 In Thy appointed way ; 
 Let glory o'er these scenes be shed, 
 
 And smile on us to-day. 
 
 S. F. SMITH. 
 
 L. M. 
 
 Do we not know that solemn word. 
 That we are buried with the Lord ? 
 Baptized into His death, and then 
 Put off the body of our sin ? 
 
 Our souls receive diviner breath, 
 Raised from corruption, guilt, and death ; 
 So from the grave did Christ arise, 
 And lives to God above the skies. 
 
 No more let sin or Satan reign 
 
 Within our mortal flesh again ; 
 
 The various lusts we served before 
 
 Shall have dominion now no more. 
 
 I. wArrs, 
 
 
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 In all my Lord's appointed ways 
 
 My journey I'll pursue ; 
 " Hinder me not," ye muoh-loved saints, 
 
 For I must go with you. 
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 2 Through floods and flames, if Jesus leud, 
 
 I'll follow where He goes ; 
 " Hinder me not,'' shall ')e my cry, 
 Though earth and hell oppose. 
 
 3 Through duties, and through trials too, 
 
 I'll go at His command ; 
 " Hinder me not," for I am bound 
 To my Immanuel's land. 
 
 4 And, when my Saviour calls me home, 
 
 Still this my cry shall be — • 
 " Hinder me not ; " come, welcome, death ; 
 I'll gladly go with thee. 
 
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 Our Saviour bowed beneath the wave, 
 And meekly sought a watery grave : 
 Come, see the sacred path He trod — ■ 
 A path well pleasing to our God. 
 
 His voice we hear, His footsteps trace, 
 And hither come to seek His face, 
 To do His will, to feel His love. 
 And join our songs with songs above. 
 
 Hosanna to the Lamb <livine ! 
 Ijet endless glories round Him shine ; 
 High o'er the heavens for ever reign, 
 O Lamb of God, for sinners slain. 
 
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 A. JUDSOJf. 
 
 8.7.4. 
 
 1 Tiiou hast said, exalted Jesus, 
 
 *• Take thy cross and follow Me ; " 
 Shall the word with terror seize us ? 
 Shall we from the burden flee ? 
 
 Lord, I'll take it. 
 And, rejoicing, follow Thee. 
 
 2 Blest the sign which thus reminds me, 
 
 Saviour, of Thy love for me ; 
 But more blest the love that binds me, 
 In its deathless bond*« to Thee : 
 
 O what pleasure. 
 Buried with my Lord to be I 
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 Should it rend some fond connection, 
 8houlil I suffer shame or loss, 
 
 Yet the fragrant, blest reflection, 
 1 have been wliere Jesus was, 
 
 Will revive me 
 When I faint beneath the cross. 
 
 Fellowship with Him possessing, 
 iict me die to earth and sin ; 
 
 Let me rise t' enjoy the blessing 
 Which the faithful soul shall win : 
 
 May I ever 
 Follow where my Lord has been. 
 
 J. E. UILES. 
 
 C. M. 
 
 1 'Tis the jrreat Father we adore 
 
 In this baptismal sign : 
 'Tis He whose voice on Jordan's shore 
 Proclaimed the Son divine. 
 
 The Father hailed Him ; let our breath 
 
 In answering praise ascend. 
 As, in the image of His death. 
 
 We own our heavenly Friend. 
 
 We seek the consecrated grave 
 
 Along the path He trod : 
 Receive us in the hallowed wave. 
 
 Thou holy Son of God ! 
 
 Blest Spirit ! with intense desire. 
 
 Solicitous we bow ; 
 Baptize us in renewing fire, 
 
 And ratify the vow. 
 
 Let earth and heaven our pledge record, 
 
 And future witness bear, 
 That we to Zion's mighty Lord 
 
 Our full allegiance swear. 
 
 M. O. SAFFERr. 
 
 Witness, ye men and angels, now 
 Before the Lord we speak ; 
 
 To Him we make our solemn vow, 
 A vow we dare not break : — 
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RECEPTION OF MEMBERS. 
 
 IILES. 
 
 C. M. 
 
 2 That, long as life itself shall last, 
 
 Ourselves to Christ we yieUl ; 
 Nor from His cause will we depart, 
 ( )r ever quit the field. 
 
 3 We trust not in our native strength, 
 
 But on His grace rely ; 
 That, with returning wants, the Lord 
 Will all our needs supply. 
 
 4 guide our doubtful feet aright, 
 
 And keep us in Thy ways : 
 And, while we turn our vows to prayers. 
 Turn Thou our prayers to praise. 
 
 U. UEUDOMK. 
 
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 RECEPTION OF MEMBERS. 
 
 Come in, thou blessed of the Lord : 
 
 Stranger nor foe ai-t thou : 
 We welcome thee with warm accord. 
 
 Our friend, our brother now. 
 
 2 The hand of fellowship, the heart 
 
 Of love, we offer thee : 
 Leaving the world, thou dost but part 
 From lies and vanity. 
 
 3 The cup of blessing which we bless, 
 
 The heavenly bread we break, — 
 Our Saviour's blood and righteousness, — 
 Freely with us partake. 
 
 J. MONTCJOMKRV. 
 
 L. M. 
 
 Jesus, Thy sovereign grace we bless. 
 That crowns Thy gospel with success. 
 Subjecting rebels to Thy throne. 
 And gathering to Thy fold Thine own. 
 
 Those who have now Thy truth confessed, 
 As their own faith and hope and rest, 
 We in Thy name with joy embrace 
 As fellow-heirs of heavenly grace. 
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 As living members, may they share 
 The joys and griefs which others bear; 
 In all Thy ways with vigour move, 
 And in Thy service faithful prove. 
 
 From all temptations them defend,- 
 And keep them steadfast to the end ; 
 Ever abiding in Thy love, 
 Until they join the Church above. 
 
 W. H. BATHUR»T. 
 
 THE CHURCH: T .E LORD'S SUPPER. 
 
 584 c. M. 
 
 1 According to Thy gracious word, 
 
 In meek humility, 
 This will I do, my dying Lord, 
 I will remember Thee. 
 
 2 When to the cross I turn mine eyes, 
 
 And rest on Calvary, 
 O Lamb of God, my sacrifice ! 
 I must remember Thee. 
 
 3 Remember Thee, and all Thy pains, 
 
 And .all Thy love to me : 
 Yea, while a breath, a pulse remains. 
 Will I remember Thee. 
 
 4 And when these failing lips grow dumb. 
 
 And mind and memory Hee, 
 When Thou shalt in Thy kingdom come ; 
 Then, Lord, remember me. 
 
 J. MOKTOOMERY. 
 
 585 
 
 L. M. 
 
 Amidst us our Beloved stands, 
 And bids us view His p'erced hands ; 
 Points to the wounded feet and side. 
 Blest emblems of the Crucified. 
 
 What food luxurious loads the board. 
 When at His table sits the Lord 1 
 The wine how rich, the bread how sweet, 
 When Jesus deigns the guests to meet I 
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 If now, with eyes defiled and dim, 
 We see the signs, but see not Hiui, 
 O may His love the scales displace. 
 And bid us see Him face to face ! 
 
 C. U. HPUIIURON. 
 
 586 
 
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 Blest feast of love divine ! 
 
 'Tis grace that makes us free 
 To feed upon this bread and wine, 
 
 In memory, Lord, of Thee. 
 
 That blood which flowed for sin, 
 
 In symbol hero we see, 
 And feel the blessed pledge within 
 
 That we are loved by Thee. 
 
 O if this glimpse of love 
 
 Be so divinely sweet, 
 What will it be, O Lord, above. 
 
 Thy gladdening smile to meet ? 
 
 E. UENNV. 
 
 ERir. 
 
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 587 8.8.8.4. 
 
 1 By Christ redeemed, in Christ restored. 
 We keep the memory adored. 
 
 And show the death of our dear Lord, 
 Until He come ! 
 
 2 His body broken in our stead 
 Is here, in this memorial bread, 
 And so our feeble love is fed, 
 
 Urtil He come ! 
 
 3 His fearful drops of agony. 
 
 His life-blooc) shed for us we see ; 
 The wine shall tell the mystery. 
 Until He come ! 
 
 4 And thus that dark betrayal night, 
 With the last advent we unite. 
 
 By one blest chain of loving rite. 
 Until He come ! 
 
 5 Until the trump of God be heard. 
 Until the ancient graves be stirred, 
 And with the great commanding word, 
 
 The Lord shall come ! 
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 6 O blessed hope ! with this elate 
 Let not i>ur hearts be desolate, 
 But, strong in faith, in patience wait. 
 Until He come ! 
 
 588 
 
 589 
 
 Ifll 
 
 O. RAW80N. 
 
 0. M. 
 
 How sweet and awful is the place, 
 With Christ within the doors, 
 
 \Vhile everlasting Love displays 
 The choicest of her stores ! 
 
 While all our hearts, and every song, 
 
 Join to admire the feast, 
 Each of us cries, with thankful tongue, 
 
 " Lord, why was I a guest ? 
 
 ** Why was I made to hear Thy voice 
 And enter while there's room, 
 
 When thousands make a wretched choice, 
 And rather starve than come ? " 
 
 'Twas the same love that spread the feast 
 
 That sweetly forced us in ; 
 Else we had still refused to taste, 
 
 And perished in our sin. 
 
 I. WATTS. 
 
 Lamb of God, whose dying love 
 Now Thy saints recall to mind, 
 
 Hear us, bless us, from above ; 
 Let us all Thy mei'cy find. 
 
 Let Thy blood, by faith applied, 
 Every sinner's pardon seal ; 
 
 All in "Thee be justified, 
 
 Every soul Thy comfort feel. 
 
 By Thine agony of pain. 
 
 By Thy precious blood, we pray ; 
 Cleanse our hearts from every stain. 
 
 Take our load of guilt away. 
 
 Burst our bonds and set us free ; 
 Bid our fear and sorrow cease ; 
 316 
 
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 O remember Calvary ! 
 Saviour ! bid us go in peace. 
 
 C. WESI.KY. 
 
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 1 Lord, at Tliy table we behold 
 The wonders of Thy grace, 
 
 But most of all admire that we 
 Should find a welcome place ; — 
 
 2 "We, who are all defiled with sin. 
 And rebels to our God ; 
 
 We, who have crucified Thy Son, 
 And trampled on His blood. 
 
 3 What strange, surprising grace is this, 
 That we, so lost, have room ! 
 
 Jesus our weary souls invites. 
 And freely bids us come. 
 
 4 Ye saints below, and hosts of heaven, 
 Join all your sacred powers : 
 
 No theme is like redeeming love ; 
 No Saviour is like ours. 
 
 .T. HTENNETT. 
 L. M. 
 
 1 O THOU, my soul, forget no more 
 The Friend who all thy sorrows bore ; 
 Let every idol be forgot : 
 
 But, O my soul, forget Him not. 
 
 2 Renounce thy works and ways, with giief, 
 And fly to this divine relief ; 
 
 Nor Him forget, who left His throne, 
 And for thy life gave up His own. 
 
 3 Eternal truth and mercy shine 
 
 In Him, and He Himself is thine : 
 
 And canst thou, then, with sin beset, 
 
 Such charms, such matchless charms, forget ? 
 
 4 O no ; till life itself depart. 
 
 His name shall cheer and warm my heart ; 
 And, lisping this, from earth I'll rise, 
 And join the chorus of the skies. 
 
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 '•Till IFe como," O let the words 
 Linger on the trembling chords ; . . 
 
 Let the little while between 
 In their golden light be seen ; 
 Let us think how heaven and home 
 Lie beyond that "Till He come." 
 
 Clouds and conflicts round us press ; 
 Would we have one sorrow less ? 
 All the sharpness of the cross, 
 All that tells the world is loss ; 
 Death and darkness and the tomb 
 Only whisper, "Till He come." 
 
 See, the feast of love is spread : 
 Drink the wine,, and break the bread ; 
 Sweet memorials, — till the Lord 
 Call us round His heavenly board ; 
 Some from earth, from glory some : 
 Severed only "Till He come." 
 
 B. H. BICKER9TETH. 
 
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 To Him who loved the souls of men, 
 And washed us in His blood, 
 
 To royal honours raised our head. 
 And made us priests to God, — ■ 
 
 To Him let every tongue be praise. 
 
 And every heait be love. 
 All grateful honours paid on earth, 
 
 And nobler songs above. 
 
 C. M. 
 
 I. AVATTS. 
 
 li. M. 
 
 When I survey the wondrous cross 
 On which the Pi'ince of Glory died. 
 
 My richest gain I count but loss. 
 And pour contempt on all my pride. 
 
 Forbid it. Lord, that I should boast, 
 Save in the death of Christ, my God ; 
 
 All the vain things that charm me most, 
 I sacrifice them to His blood. 
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 3 See, from His head, His liaiuls, His feet, 
 
 Sorrow and lovo ilow juingled down : 
 l-)id e'er sucli love and sorrow meet, 
 Or thorns compose so ricli a crown ? 
 
 4 Were all the realm of nature mine, 
 
 That were a present far too small ; 
 Ijove so amazing, so divine. 
 
 Demands my soul, my life, my nil. 
 
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 Father of mercies, how Thine ear, 
 Attentive to our earnest prayer ; 
 We plead for those who plead for Thee ; 
 Successful pleaders may they be. 
 
 How grej ; their work ! how vast their charge ! 
 Do Thou their anxious souls enlarge : 
 'J'heir best endowments are our gain ; 
 We share the blessings they obtain. 
 
 O clothe with energy divine 
 Their words; and let those words be Thine ; 
 T'o them Thy sacred truth reveal ; 
 Suppress their fear, inflame their zeal. 
 
 Teach them to sow the precious seed ; 
 Teach them Thy chosen flock to feed ; 
 Teach them immortal souls to gain — 
 And thus reward their toil and pain. 
 
 Let thronging multitudes around 
 Hear from their lips the joyful sound, 
 In humble strains Thy grace implore, 
 And feel Thy Spirit's living power. 
 
 B. BEDDOME. 
 
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 How beauteous are their feet 
 
 Who stand on Zion's hill 
 *Who bring salvation on their tongues 
 
 And words of peace reveal ! 
 319 
 
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 2 How charming is tlieir voice ! 
 
 How fiweet tlieiv tidinjefs are ! 
 **Zion, behold thy Saviour King; 
 He reigns and triumphs liere. ' 
 
 3 The watchmen join their voice ! 
 
 And tuneful notes employ ; 
 Jerusalem breaks forth in songs, 
 And deserts lenrn the joy. 
 
 4 Tl\e Lord makes bare His arm 
 
 'Jlirough all the earth abroad ; 
 liOt every nation now behold 
 Their Saviour and their f^od. 
 
 I. WATTS. 
 
 597 7.6. double. 
 
 1 How beauteous (m the mountains, 
 
 The feet of Him that brings. 
 Like streams from living fountains, 
 
 (ilood tidings of good things ; 
 That publisheth salvation, 
 
 And jubilee release, 
 To every tribe and nation, 
 
 God's reign of joy and peace ! 
 
 2 Lift up thy voice, O watchman ! 
 
 And shout, from Zion's towers, 
 Thy hallelujah chorus, — 
 
 " The victory is ours ! " 
 The Lord shall build up Zion 
 
 In glory and renown, 
 And Jesus, Judah's Lion, 
 
 Shall wear His rightful crown. 
 
 3 Break forth in hymns of gladness, 
 
 O waste Jerusalem ! 
 Let songs, instead of sadness, 
 
 Thy jubilee proclaim ; 
 The Lord, in strength victorious, 
 
 Upon thy foes hath trod ; 
 Behold, O earth ! the glorious 
 
 Salvation of our God ! 
 
 B. OOUOH. 
 
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 1 J^ET Zion's watcliineii nil awake, 
 
 Ami take th' nlam they give ; 
 Nou- let them fi-oin tlie mouth of God 
 Their solemn charge receive. 
 
 2 Tis not a cause of small import 
 
 The pastor's care demaiids ; 
 But what might lill an angel's heart, 
 And lilled a Haviour's hands. 
 
 3 They watch for souls, for which the Loixi 
 
 Did heavenly bliss forego, — 
 For souls which must for ever live 
 In rapture or in woe. 
 
 4 May they that Jesus, whom they preacli, 
 
 Their own Redeemer see ; 
 And watch Thou daily o'er their souls, 
 That they may watch for Thee. 
 
 509 
 
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 1 Lord of the harvest, hear 
 
 Thy needy servants' cr}- ; 
 Answer Thy people's earnest prayer, 
 And all our wants supply. 
 
 2 On Thee we humbly wait ; 
 
 Our wants are in Thy view : 
 The harvest, tiuly. Lord, is great ; 
 The labourei's are few. 
 
 3 Raise up and send forth more 
 
 Into Thy Chui-ch abroad ; 
 And let them speak Thy Word with power, 
 As workers with their God. 
 
 4 Give the pui-e Gospel word. 
 
 The word of genei-al grace ; 
 Thee let them preach, the common Lord, 
 The Saviour of our race. 
 
 5 O let them spread Thy name ; 
 
 Their miiision fully prove ; 
 Thy universal grace proclaim, 
 Thy all- redeeming love I 
 
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 Now in tliis consccratoil place, 
 Dispense (ho treasures of Thy grace, 
 lienignant God, and hirgely hless 
 Our deatrons witli 'J'hy rigliteousiess ; 
 That bv Thy tables thev niav stand 
 As sei'vants of Thino own right hand. 
 
 These, by their otllce, called to sco 
 The body broken on the tree, — 
 To hold befoi'e our brotherhood 
 The sign of th.e redeeming blood ; 
 The service of the cross to share, 
 May they the Saviour's imago bear. 
 
 These, whom wo call to beai' relief 
 And solace to the sons of grief ; 
 These, who shall cheer with due supplies 
 And free and friendly ministries ; 
 Our pastor, — O 1'hyself uphold. 
 Thou greater Shepherd of the fold. 
 
 With heavenlv zeal and wisdom fed 
 
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 Be they who bejvr the sacre<l bread ; 
 With generous pleasures may they glow, 
 Who meet the wants and share the woe ; 
 And Thee, at last, O Saviour, see, 
 And spread the marriage feast for Thee. 
 
 601 
 
 K. T. WINKLER. 
 
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 1 Rkaper, behold ! the iields are white 
 With tlie great harvest of the world ; 
 Soldier, seek thou the thickest fight, 
 Thy Captain's standai-d is unfurled. 
 
 2 Wise to win souls, exhort, reprove, 
 And watch the flock redeemed bv blood : 
 
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 Warn with thy tears, preach in deep love 
 The gospel of the grace of God. 
 
 3 Toil on in the appointed way. 
 
 The precious fruit shall soon af)pear ; 
 Work thou thy work whilst it is day ; 
 The shadows lengthen, night is near. 
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 Soon shalt tlioii hoar tho Master's voice, 
 The welcome cry, " J^eliold, I coino ! " 
 Within tho pearly ^atos rejoice, 
 And rest thee in thy heavenly home. 
 
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 1 We bid thee welcomo in the namo 
 Of Jesus, our exalted Head : 
 iV)me as a servant : so Ho came ; 
 Antl wo receive thee in His stead. 
 
 2 Come as a shephenl : guanl and keep 
 This fold from Satan and from sin ; 
 Nourish tho lambs, an<l feed the sh(>ep, 
 The wounded heal, tho lost bring in. 
 
 3 Come as a teacher sent from Cod, 
 Charged His whole counsel to declare ; 
 Lift o'er our ranks the prophet's rod, 
 While we uphold thy hands with prayer. 
 
 4 Come as a mevssenger of peace. 
 Filled with the Spirit, fired with love; 
 Live to behold our large increase, 
 And die to meet us all above. 
 
 J. BlONTtiOMKRY. 
 
 603 L. M. 
 
 1 With heaveidy power, O Lord, «lefend 
 Him whom we now to Thee commend ; 
 Thy faithful messenger secure. 
 
 And make him to the end endure. 
 
 2 Cird him with all-sutlicient grace ; 
 Direct his feet in paths of peace ; 
 Thv truth and faithfulness fullil, 
 And arm him to obey Thy will. 
 
 3 liefore him Thy protection send, 
 O love him, save him to tho end. 
 Nor let him as a pilgiim rovo 
 Without the convoy of Thy love. 
 
 4 Enlarge, inflame, and fdl his heart ; 
 In him Thy mighty power exert ; 
 That thousands yet unborn may praise 
 
 The wonders of redeeming grace. r. hhx, 
 
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 1 " Almost persiuwled " now to believe ; 
 "Almost persuaded " Christ to receive, 
 
 Seeius now some soul to say, 
 " (tO, Spirit, go Thy way. 
 Some more convenient day 
 On Tliee I'll call." 
 
 2 " Almost persuaded," conu', come to-day ; 
 " Almost persuaded," turn not away. 
 
 Jesus invites you here. 
 Angels are lingering near. 
 Prayers rise from hearts so dear ; 
 O wanderer, come ! 
 
 3 "Almost persuaded," harvest is past; 
 "Almost persuaded," doom comes at last ; 
 
 *' Almost " can not avail ; 
 ** Almost " is but to fail ; 
 Sad, sad that bitter wail, — 
 " Almost," but lost ! 
 
 V. p. BLIMS. 
 
 605 p. ar. 
 
 1 I AM thine, O Lord ; I have heard Thy voice, 
 
 And it told Thy love to me ; 
 But I long to rise in the arms of faith, 
 And be closer drawn to Thee. 
 
 Kef. — Draw me nearer, nearer, blessed Lord, 
 To the cross where Thou hast died ; 
 Draw me nearer, nearer, nearer, blessed Lord, 
 To Thy precious, bleeding side. 
 
 2 Consecrate me now to Thy service, Lord, 
 
 By the power of grace divine ; 
 Let my soul look up with a steadfast hope. 
 And my will be lost in Thine. 
 
 3 O the pure delight of a single hour 
 
 That before Thy throne I spend, 
 When I kneel in prayer, with Thee, my God, 
 I commune as friend with friend. 
 
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 V. M. 
 
 There are depths of love that I cannot know 
 
 Till I cross the narrow sea ; 
 There .'ire heights of joy that T may not reach 
 
 Till I rest in peace with Thee. 
 
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 1 I GAVE my life for thee, 
 
 My precious blood I shed, 
 That thou might'st ransomed be, 
 
 And quickened from the dead ; 
 T gave my life for thee, 
 What hast thou done for Me 1 
 
 2 ]\Iy Father's house of light, 
 
 My glory-circled throne, 
 I left for earthly night. 
 
 For wanderings s.ad and lone. 
 I left it all for thee. 
 Hast thou left aught for Me ? 
 
 3 I suffered much for thee, 
 
 More than thy tongue can tell, 
 Of bitterest agony, 
 
 To rescue thee from hell ; 
 I've borne it all for thee. 
 What hast thou borne for Me 1 
 
 4 And I have brought to thee, 
 
 Down from my home above, 
 Salvation full and free, 
 
 My pardon and my love ; 
 I bring rich gifts to thee, 
 What hast thou brought to Me ? 
 
 F. «. HAVF.UUAI.. 
 
 P. M. 
 
 I HEAR the Saviour say. 
 
 Thy strength indeed is small ; 
 
 ( 'hild of weakness, watch and pray. 
 Find in Me thine all in all. 
 
 (*Ho. — Jesus paid it all, 
 
 All to Him I owe ; 
 Sin had left a crimson stain ; 
 He washed it white as snow, 
 
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 Lord, now indeed I find 
 
 Thy power, and Tliiue alone, 
 
 Can change the leper's spots. 
 And melt the heart of stone. 
 
 For nothing good have I 
 
 Whereby Thy grace to claim — 
 I'll wash my garment white 
 
 In the blood of Calvary's Lamb. 
 
 And when before the throne 
 I stand in Him complete, 
 
 I'll lay my trophies down. 
 
 All down ut Jesus' feet. — Ciio. 
 
 Cho. 
 
 C'lio. 
 
 £. M. HALL. 
 
 P. M. 
 
 I NEED Thee every hour, 
 
 Most gracious Lord ; 
 No tender voice like Thine 
 
 Can peace afford. 
 
 Kef. — I need Thee, O I need Thee ; 
 Every hour I need Thee ; 
 O bless me now, my Saviour ! 
 I come to Th?o. 
 
 I need Thee every hour ; 
 
 Stay Tliou near by i 
 Temptations lose their power 
 
 When Thou art nigh. 
 
 I need Thee every hour ; 
 
 Teach me Thy will ; 
 And Thy rich promises 
 
 In me fulfil. 
 
 I need thee every hour, 
 
 Most Holy One ; 
 O make me Thine indeed, 
 
 Thou blessed Son. 
 
 A. S. HAWK8. 
 P. M. 
 
 Jesus, keep me near the Cross ; 
 
 There a precious fountain, 
 Fi'ee to all, a healing stream. 
 
 Flows from Calvary's mountain. 
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 Clio. — In the Cross, in tlie Cross, 
 Be iny glory ever, 
 Till my raptured soul shall find 
 Rest beyond the river. 
 
 Near the Cross, a trembling soul, 
 
 Love and mercy found me ; 
 There the bright and morning star 
 
 8heds its beams around me. — Ciio. 
 
 Near the Cross ! O Lamb of God, 
 
 liring its scenes before me ; 
 Help me walk from day to day, 
 
 With its shadow o'er me. — Cho. 
 
 FANNV J. CROHBY. 
 P. M. 
 
 Lord, I hear of showers of blessing, 
 Thou ait scattering full and free : 
 
 Showers the thirsty land refreshing ; 
 Let some droppings fall on me. 
 
 Even me, even me. 
 Let some droppings fall on me. 
 
 Pass me not, O Gracious Father ! 
 
 Sinful though my heart may be ; 
 Thou might'st leave me, but the rather 
 
 Let Thy mercy light on me — 
 Even me, (fee. 
 
 Pass me not, O tender Saviour ! 
 
 Let me live and cling to Thee ; 
 I am longing for Thy favour : 
 
 Whilst Thou'rt calling, O call me — 
 Even me, &c. 
 
 Pass me not, mighty Spirit ! 
 
 Thou canst make the blind to see ; 
 Witnesser of Jesus' merit ! 
 
 Speak the word of-powep to me — 
 Even me, &c. 
 
 Pass me not. Thy lost one bringing, 
 Bind my heart, O Lord, to Thee ; 
 Whilst the streams of life are springing, 
 Blessing others, O bless me — 
 
 Even me, .fee. ,. cox>j««. 
 
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 1 More love to Tliee, O ( liiist, 
 
 More love to Thee ! 
 Hear Thou the prayer I make, 
 
 On bended knee ! 
 Tliis is my earnest plea, 
 More love, (> Christ, to Tliee, 
 
 More love to Thee ! 
 
 2 Once earthly joy I craved, 
 
 Sought peace and rest ; 
 Now Thee alone I seek, 
 
 Give what is best : 
 This all my prayer shall be, 
 More love, O C^hrist, to "i'liee, 
 
 Moi-e love to Thee ! 
 
 3 Then shall my latest breath 
 
 Whisper Thy praise ; 
 This be the parting cry 
 
 My heart shall raise, 
 This still its prayer shall be. 
 More love, O Christ, to Thee, 
 
 More love to Thee ! 
 
 K. PBF.NTias. 
 
 612 Cs. 
 
 1 One sweetly solemn thought 
 
 Comes to me o'er and o'er : 
 I'm nearer home to-day 
 Than e'er I've been before. 
 Ref. — I'm nearer my home, nearer my home, 
 Nearer my home to-day ; 
 Yes, nearer my home in heaven to-day. 
 Than ever I've been before. 
 
 2 Nearer my Father's house, 
 
 Where many mansions be ; 
 Nearer the great white throne, 
 Nearer the jasper sea. 
 
 3 For even now my feet 
 
 May stand upon its brink ; 
 I may be nearer home, 
 Nearer than now I think. 
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 613 Us. 
 
 1 O sAFK to the Rock that is hif?!;er than I, 
 
 My soul in its conflicts and sorrows would fly ; 
 So sinful, so weary. Thine, Thino would I be ; 
 Thou blest " Itock of Ages," I'm hiding in Thee. 
 
 Hiding in Thee, hiding in Thee, 
 'J'hou blest " Hock of Ages," 
 I'm hiding in Tlice. 
 
 2 In the calm of the noontide, in sorrow's lone hour. 
 In times when temptation casts o'er me its power : 
 In the tempests of life, on its wide, he.aving sea. 
 Thou blest " Rock of Ages," I'm hiding in Thee. 
 
 3 How oft in the conflict, when press'd by the foe, 
 
 I have fled to my Refuge and breathed out my woe ; 
 How often when trials like sea-billows roll, 
 Have I hidden in Thee, O T'hou Rock of my soul. 
 
 W. O. CUHHINd. 
 
 614 
 
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 1 Pass me not, gentle Saviour, 
 
 Hear my humble cry ; 
 While on others Thou art smiling, 
 \)o not pass me by. 
 
 Saviour, Saviour, hear my humble cry, 
 While on others Thou art calling. 
 Do not pass me by. 
 
 2 Let me at a throne of mercv 
 
 Find a sweet relief. 
 Kneeling there i?\ deep contrition, 
 Help my unbelief. 
 
 3 Trusting only in Thy merit, 
 
 VV^ould I seek Thy face ; 
 Heal my wounded, broken spirit, 
 Save me by Thy grace. 
 
 4 Thou the Spring of all my comfort, 
 
 More than life to me. 
 Whom have I on earth beside ITiee ? 
 Whom in heaven but Thee i 
 
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 1 JiKViVK 'I'hy work, (> Lord, 
 
 11 ly miiflity jtriu nuiko haro : 
 S|K<!ik Nvit.li tlio voice tlwifc wnki'S tli© tlond, 
 Aiul inuko 'riiy jjooplo 'lojir. 
 
 2 Itovivo Tliy work, () Lord, 
 
 Disturb this shM»p of donth ; 
 Qui(^kon tho smouldorin^' imuImm's now 
 Hy 'riiiiio Almighty hreuth. 
 
 3 liovivo Thy work, O liord, 
 
 ( 'route soul-thirst for Tiioo; 
 And hungering for tho hn'nd of life, 
 O may our spirits 1»(> ! 
 
 4 llovivo Thy work, () lx)i*d, 
 
 Kxalt Thy pi'ocious namo ; 
 /nd, by tlio Holy (Jhost, our lovo 
 For Thoo and Thino inllanio. 
 
 5 l{ovivo Thy work, O Jiord, 
 
 And givo rofroshing showoi's ; 
 Th<^ gloi'y shall ho all Thino own, 
 Tho blessing, Lord, bo ours. 
 
 A. Minr.ANE. 
 
 616 r. M. 
 
 1 Saviour, more than life to mo, 
 
 1 am clinging, clinging close to Thee ; 
 Let Thy precious blood ajiplied. 
 Keep me ever, ever near Thy side. 
 
 Hef. — Every day, every hour. 
 
 Let me feel Thy cleansing power ; 
 
 May Thy tender love to me, 
 
 Bind me closer, closer. Lord, to Thee. 
 
 2 Through this changing world below. 
 Lead me gently, gently as I go ; 
 Trusting Thee, I canhot stray, ' 
 
 I can never, never lose my way. — Ref. 
 
 3 Let me love Thee more and more, 
 Till this fleeting, fleeting life is o'er ; 
 Till my soul is lost in love, 
 
 In a brighter, brighter world above. — Ref. 
 
 FANNY J. CROSBT. 
 
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 Savioitii, visit Tliy plnnintion ; 
 
 (Ji'iint UH, Lord, a ^iiu'Iouh rain ; 
 All will coiii(( to desolation, 
 Unless 'J'liou rotuni again. 
 Lord, roviv<) us ; 
 All our holp muHt couio from Thoo 
 
 Koop-no longor at a distnnco, 
 Sliino n[»on uh from on liigh ; 
 
 Lost, for want of Thino assistanco, 
 Evorv [djint should droop an<l die. 
 Lord, revive us ; »K:('. 
 
 ]iOt our mutual lovo Im fervont ; 
 
 Make us prevalent in j)rayers ; 
 Let each one, esteemed Thy servant, 
 
 Shun the world's howitching snares. 
 Lord, rex'ive us ; \:c. 
 
 .1. NKWTON. 
 
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 1 Simply trusting every day, 
 Trusting through a stormy way ; 
 Even when my faith is small. 
 Trusting Jesus, that is all. 
 
 2 Brightly doth His S[)irit shine 
 Into this poor lieart of mine ; 
 While He leads I cannot fall ; 
 Trusting Jesus, that is all. 
 
 3 Singing, if my way is clear ; 
 Praying, if the pjith is drear ; 
 If in danger, for Him call : 
 Trusting Jesus, that is all. 
 
 5 '{'rusting Him while life shall la.st, 
 Trusting Him till earth is j)ast ; 
 Till within the js'sp^r wall, 
 Trusting Jesus, that is all. 
 
 I Sing them over again to me. 
 Wonderful words of Life, 
 Let me more of their heauty see, 
 Wonderful words of Ijife. 
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 Words of life and beauty, 
 'I'each me faith and duty ; 
 
 II -.Beautiful words, wonderful words, 
 Wonderful words of Life. :|| 
 
 2 Christ, the blessed One, ^ives to all 
 
 Wonderful words of Life ; 
 Sinner, list to the loving ('mII, 
 
 Wonderful words of Juifo. 
 All .so freely given, 
 
 Wooing us to Heaven. 
 ||:Iieautiful words, wonderful words. 
 
 Wonderful words of Life. :|1 
 
 3 Sweetly echo the gospel call, 
 
 Wonderful words of Life. 
 Offer pardon and peace to all, 
 
 Wonderful words of Life. 
 Jesu.s, oi ly Saviour, 
 
 Sanctify for ever. 
 II : Beautiful words, wonderful words, 
 
 Wonderful words of Life. :|| 
 
 V. V. BLISS. 
 
 620 p. M. 
 
 1 Sowing in the morning, sowing seeds of kindness. 
 
 Sowing in the noontide and the dewy eve ; 
 Waiting for the harvest, and the time of reaping. 
 We shall come rejoicing, bringing in the sheaves. 
 
 Bringing in the sheaves. 
 
 Bringing in the sheaves, 
 We shall come rejoicing, 
 
 Bringing in the sheaves. 
 
 2 Sowing in the sunshine, sowing in the shadow.**, 
 
 Fearing neither clouds nor winter's chilling breeze; 
 By and by the harvest, and the labour ended, 
 
 We shall come rejoicing, bringing ia the sheaves. 
 
 3 Going forth with weeping, sowing for the Master, 
 
 Tho' the loss sustained our spirit often grieves ; 
 When our weeping's over. He will bid us welcome. 
 We shall come rejoicing, bringing in the sheaves. 
 
 K. SHAW. 
 
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I'KAYUIt AND REVIVAL, MEETINGS. 
 
 621 
 
 C. M. 
 
 1 SniJiT (A lioliness, descond ; 
 
 Tliy per>|)le wait for 1'lioe ; 
 Thine ear in kind coinpiiNNion h-nd ; 
 Let us Tliy mercy see. 
 
 2 Behold ! Thy weary churchos wait 
 
 \Vitl» wistful longing' ey«'s ; 
 Let us no moro bo dosolaU' ; 
 O bid Thy light arise ! 
 
 3 Thy light, that on our souls hath shono, 
 
 Leads us in hope to Thee ; 
 Let us not feel its rays alone ; 
 Alone 'I'hy people be. 
 
 4 O bring our dearest friends to f Jod : 
 
 Remember those we love ; 
 Fit them on earth for Thine abode ; 
 Fit them for joys above. 
 
 5 Spirit of holiness ! 'tis Thine 
 
 To hear our feeble prayer ; 
 Come, for we wait Tliy power divine, 
 Let us Thy mercy shm-e ! 
 
 «. K. SMITH. 
 
 622 
 
 
 I/. M. double. 
 
 1 Sweet hour of prayer ! sweet hour of prayer ! 
 That calls me from a world of care. 
 
 And bids me, at my Father's throne, 
 Make all my wants and wishes known : 
 In seasons of distress and grief, 
 My soul has often found relief, 
 And oft escaped the tempter's snai-o. 
 By thy return, sweet hour of prayer ! 
 
 2 Sweet hour of prayer ! sweet hour of prayer ! 
 Thy wings shall my petition bear 
 
 To Him, whose truth and faithfulness 
 Engage the waiting soul to bless : 
 And, since He bids me seek His face, 
 Believe His word, and trust His grace, 
 I'll cast on Him my every care. 
 And wait for thee, sweet hour of prayer ' 
 
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623 
 
 p. M. 
 
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 Take the namo of Josur with you, 
 
 (Jhild of sorrow and of woo, 
 It will j(<y and comfort givo yoii, 
 
 Take it tlien where'er you go. 
 
 Ref. — Precioua name, O how sweet ; 
 
 Hope of earth an«l joy of heaven ; 
 Precious nainf, O how HWfet, ; 
 HojHJ of earth ami joy of hfave?». 
 
 Tako the name of Jesus ever, 
 
 As a shield from every snare ; 
 If temptations round you gather, 
 
 Breathe that holy name in prayer. 
 At the name of Jesus bowing, 
 
 Falling prostrate at His feet, 
 King of Kings in heaven we'll crown Tliiii, 
 
 624 
 
 When our journey is complete. 
 
 I. BAXTKK. 
 
 7.6. double. 
 
 Tell mo the old, old story 
 Of unseen things above, 
 Of Jesus and His glory, 
 Of Jesus and His love. 
 Tell me the story simply, 
 
 As to a little child, 
 For I am weak and wearv, 
 And helpless and defiled. 
 
 P;:y. — Tell me the old, old story, 
 Tell me the old, old story. 
 Tell me the old, old story 
 Of Jesus and Hia love. 
 
 Tell me the story slowly, 
 
 That I may take it in — 
 That wonderful redemption, 
 
 God's remedy for sin. 
 Tell me the story often, 
 
 For I forget so soon ; 
 The ** early dew " of morning 
 
 Has passed away at noon. 
 
 Tell me the stoiy softly. 
 
 With earnest tones and grave \ 
 Ilemember, I'm the sinner 
 
 Whom Jesus came to save. 
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 r. M. 
 
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 Tell iTiO that story always, 
 
 If you woiil<l roally be, 
 III any tiino of trouhlo, 
 
 A comforter to me. 
 
 Toll me tlio sumo old storv. 
 
 When you liavo cause to fear 
 That this worM's empty ^'lory 
 
 Is costin<^ me too denr. 
 O yes, jind when its /1,'Iorv 
 
 Is dawniuff on my soul. 
 Tell mo the old, old storv : 
 
 *' Christ Jesus makes thee whole. " 
 
 r. IIANKKV. 
 
 625 r. M. 
 
 1 'Tis the promise of (lod, full salvation to ^ive 
 Unto him who on Jesus, His Son, will believe. 
 
 Cho. Hallelujah, 'tis done ! 1 believe on the Son ; 
 I lun saved by the blood of the crucified One. 
 
 2 Though the i)athway bo lonely, and dan<,'erous too, 
 Surely Josus is able to carry mo throu<^l». 
 
 3 Many loved ones have 1 in yon heavenly throng. 
 They are safe now in glory, and this is their song : 
 
 4 ]jittle children I see standing close by their King, 
 And Ho smiles as their songs of salvation they sing : 
 
 5 There are prophets and kings in that throng 1 behold. 
 And they sing as they march through the streets of 
 
 pure gold : 
 
 6 There's a part in vhat chorus for you and for me. 
 And the theme of our praises for ever will be. — C'lio. 
 
 r. 1'. IILIMH. 
 
 626 p. M. 
 
 1 We praise Tliee, O God ! for the Son of Thy love, 
 For Jesus, who died, and is now gone above. 
 
 Hallelujah ! Thine the glory. Hallelujah, amen, 
 Hallelujah ! Thine the glory, revive us again. 
 
 2 We praise Thee, O God ! for Thy Spirit of light, 
 Who has shown us our Saviour, and scattered our 
 
 night. 
 
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 All glory and praise to the Lainb that was slain, 
 Who has borne all our sin, and has cleans'd every stain. 
 
 All glory and praise to the God of all grace, 
 Who has bought us, and sought us, and guided our 
 ways. 
 
 Revive us again ; lill each heart with Thy love; 
 May each soul be rekindled with lire from above. 
 
 W. 1*. H\C'KAV. 
 
 627 
 
 628 
 
 I 
 
 8.7. double. 
 What a friend we have in Jef?us, 
 
 All our sins and griefs to bear ! 
 What a privilege to carry 
 
 Everything to God in prayer ! 
 O what peace we often forfeit, 
 
 O what needless pain wo bear, 
 .Ml because wo do not carry 
 
 Everything to God in prayer I 
 
 Have we trials and temptations ? 
 
 Is there trouble anywhere ? 
 We should never be discouraged ; 
 
 'L'ake it to the ]iord in prayer. 
 Can we tind a friend so faithful, 
 
 Who will all our sorrows share ? 
 Jesus knows our every weakness ; 
 
 '.rake it to tho Lord in prayer. 
 
 Are we we.ak and heavy laden. 
 
 Cumbered with a load of care ? 
 Precious Saviour, still our refuge, — 
 
 Take it to the Lord in prayer. 
 Do thy friends despise, forsake thee ? 
 
 Take it to the I -ord in prayer ; 
 Tn His arms He'll take and shield thee : 
 
 Thou wilt find a solace there. 
 
 II. BUNAn. 
 
 V. M. 
 
 Whex Peace, like a river, attendeth my way. 
 When sorrows, like sea-billows roll ; 
 
 Whatever my lot. Thou hast taught me to say, 
 It is well, it id well with my soul. 
 
 336 
 
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 slain, 
 very stain. 
 
 uided our 
 
 )ove. 
 
 1'. M*( KAV. 
 
 double. 
 
 It is well with my soul, 
 
 It is well, it is well with my soul. 
 
 2 Though Satan should buffet, though trials should come, 
 
 Let this blest assurance control, 
 That Christ h.ath regarded my helpless estate, 
 And hath shed His own blood for my soul. 
 
 3 My sin — O the bliss of this glorious thought — 
 
 My sin — not in part, but the whole. 
 Is nailed to His cross, and I bear it no more. 
 Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, O my soul ! 
 
 4 And, Lord, haste the day when the faith shall be sight, 
 
 The clouds be rolled back as a scroll. 
 The trump shall resound, and the Lord shall descend, 
 " Even so " — it is well with my soul. 
 
 U. U. MPAFfOKD. 
 
 629 
 
 A I;. 
 M. 
 
 Work, for the night is coming; 
 
 Work through the morning hours ; 
 Work while the dew is sparkling ; 
 
 Work 'mid springing flowers; 
 Work when the day grows brighter, 
 
 Work in the glowing sun ; 
 Work, for the night is coming. 
 
 When man's work is done. 
 
 Work, for the night is coniiug. 
 
 Work through the sunny noon ; 
 Fill brightest hours with labour, 
 
 llest comes sui-e and soon. 
 Give every Hying minute 
 
 Something to keep in store : 
 Work, for the night is coming. 
 
 When n)an works no more. 
 
 Work, for the night is coming, 
 
 Under the »unset skies ; 
 While their bright tint.s are glowing, 
 
 Work, for dayliglit flies. 
 Work till the last beam fadeth, 
 
 Fadeth to shine no more ; 
 Work while the night is darkening, 
 
 When man's work is o'er. 
 
 K M. 
 
 8. UYBR. 
 
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THE YOUNG. 
 
 THE YOUNG. 
 
 630 L. M. 
 
 1 A TiionsANi) blessings on tho place 
 Where Sahbath-scholjirs joy to meet ! 
 Fall there, () d(!ws of early grace ! 
 Rest there, ( ) love divinely sweet ! 
 
 2 God's angels spread their happy wings, 
 And hover o'er the children there ; 
 While praise from youthful voices rings. 
 And childhood's hands are joined in jjrayer. 
 
 3 Broml o'er that scene, () Holy Dove ! 
 Renew and bless the youngest soul ; 
 Seal each and all for joys abo\ o, 
 W^here everhuiting ages roll. 
 
 4 Fieveal how there the Saviour stands, 
 To hear the childreji when they call; 
 And lay His gentle unseen hands 
 
 In benetliction on them all. 
 
 5 A thousand blessings o!i tlie ])lace 
 Where Sabbath -scholars joy to meet ! 
 Till they ascend to see His face, 
 And cast their crowns at Jesus' feet. 
 
 K. II. JACKHON. 
 
 631 
 
 C. M. 
 
 J By cool Siloam's shady rill 
 How fair the lily grows ! 
 How sweet the breath, beneath the hill. 
 Of Sharon's dewy rose. 
 
 2 Lo ! such the child whose eaily feet 
 
 The paths of peace liave trod, 
 \\'hose secret heart, w-ith influence sweet. 
 Is upwai'd drawn to God. 
 
 3 By cool Siloam'w shady rill 
 
 The lily must decay ; 
 The ro.se, (hat bl'X)nis beneath the hill, 
 Must shortly fade away. 
 
THE YOUNG. 
 
 L. M. 
 
 632 
 
 /GV. 
 
 (KHON. 
 
 C. M. 
 
 4 Ami soon, too soon, the wintry hour 
 
 Of man's matnror age 
 Will shake the soul with sorrow's power 
 And stormy passion's rage. 
 
 5 O Thou who givest life and l)reath, 
 
 We si'ek Thy grace alone. 
 In childhood, manluxxl, age, and death, 
 To keep us still Thine own. 
 
 II. IIKHKR. 
 
 8.7. 
 
 1 C'iiii.dhood's years are passing o'er us, 
 
 Youthful days will soon he gone ; 
 C'jii N and sorrows lie before us, 
 Hidden dangers, snares unknown. 
 
 2 O may He who, meek and lowly, 
 
 Ti-od Himself this vale of woe, 
 Make us His, and make us holy, 
 Guard and guide us while we go ! 
 
 Hark, it if. <he Saviour calling, 
 
 *• Little cliildron, follow Me ; " 
 Jesus, keep om* feet from falling; 
 
 '{'each us all to follow 'I'hee. 
 
 4 Soon we part : it may be never, 
 Never here to meet again ; 
 O to meet in heaven for ever ! 
 
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 O the ci'own of life to irain ! 
 
 W. IilCKMON. 
 
 633 
 
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 1 Ciiildren's \i)icf>s, high in heaven, 
 
 Make sweet music round the throne; 
 Them the King of kings hath given 
 
 Gloi"\' lasting as His own : 
 Lord ! it wtis Thy m(;rcy free. 
 Suffered them to come to Thee. 
 
 2 We would think of them to-day. 
 
 And their everlaj^ting song ; 
 We would aing as biest as they. 
 
 In the •|»rit-land ere long : 
 Lord ! let ua Thy children be, — 
 buffer us ao come to Thee ! 
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 3 Now to come with loving mind, 
 Simple faith and earnest prayer, 
 
 Seeking Thy dear cross, to find 
 Full and free salvation there : 
 
 Lamb of Grod ! our Saviour be, 
 
 Suffer us to come to Thee ! 
 
 T. 11. TAYLOft ANX> U. R.VWKON. 
 
 634 
 
 635 
 
 S. M. 
 
 1 Great God, now condescend 
 
 l^o bless our rising race ; 
 Soon may their willing spirits bend. 
 The subjects of Thy grace. 
 
 2 O wiiat a pure delight 
 
 Their happiness to see ; 
 Our warmest wishes all unite 
 To lead their souls to Thee. 
 
 3 Now bless. Thou God of love, 
 
 The word of truth divine ; 
 Send Thy good Spirit from above, 
 And make these children Thine. 
 
 J. FELLOWS. 
 
 7.G. 
 
 1 " Remember thy Creator " 
 
 Now, in thy youthful dnys, 
 And He will guide thy footsteps 
 Through life's uncertain maze. 
 
 2 '' Remember thy Creator," 
 
 He culls, in tones of love, 
 
 And offers endless pleasure 
 
 In brijrhter worlds above. 
 
 3 And in the hour of sadness, 
 
 When earthly joys depart, 
 His love shall be thy solace, 
 And cheer thy drooping heart. 
 
 4 And when life's storms are over, 
 
 And thou from earth art free, 
 Thy God will be thy portion 
 Throughout eternity. 
 
 ANON. 
 
THE YOUNG. 
 
 >;; f ! if' 
 
 636 
 
 vwsos. 
 S. M. 
 
 LLOWS. 
 
 '.G. 
 
 637 
 
 8.7. 
 
 1 Saviour, while my heart is tender, 
 
 I would yield that heart to Thee ; 
 All my powers to Thee surrender, 
 Thine, and only Thine, to be. 
 
 2 Take me now. Lord Jesus, take me, 
 
 Let my youthful heart be Thine : 
 Tliy devoted servant make me, 
 Fill my soul with love divine. 
 
 3 Send me, Lord, where Tliou wilt send me, 
 
 Only do ITiou guide my way ; 
 May Thy grace through life attend me. 
 Gladly then shall I obey. 
 
 4 Thine I am, O Lord, for ever. 
 
 To Tliy service set apart ; 
 Suffer me to leave Thee never ; 
 Seal Thine image on my heart. 
 
 J. BURTOK. 
 
 8.7.4. 
 
 1 Saviour, like a shepherd, lead us. 
 
 Much we need Thy tender care ; 
 In lliy pleasant pastures feed us. 
 For our use Thy fold prepare ; 
 
 BlessM Jesus ! 
 Thou hast bought us, Thine we are. 
 
 2 Thou hast promised to receive us. 
 
 Poor and sinful though we be ; 
 Thou hast mercy to i*elieve us, 
 
 Grace to cleanse, and power to free ; 
 
 BlessM Jesus ! 
 Let us early turn to Thee. 
 
 3 Early let us seek Thy favour. 
 
 Early let us do Thy will ; 
 Holy Lord, our only Saviour, 
 With Thy grace our bosoms fill ; 
 
 Blessed Jesus 1 
 Thou hast loved us, love us still ! 
 
 D. A. TBAUrP. 
 
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 638 
 
 C. M. 
 
 See Israel's ^'entle Shepherd stands, 
 
 With all-er gaging charms; 
 Hark ! how Ble calls the tender lambs, 
 
 And folds them in His arms ! 
 
 " Permit them to approach," He cries, 
 " Nor scorn their humble name ; 
 
 For 'twas to bless such souls as these 
 The Lord of angels came." 
 
 We bring them, Lord, by fervent prayer. 
 
 And yield them up to Tliee ; 
 With humble trust that we are Thine, 
 
 Thine let our offspring be. 
 
 If orphans they are left behind, 
 
 Thy guardian care we trust ; 
 ITiat care shall heal our bleeding hearts. 
 
 If weeping o'er their dust. 
 
 639 
 
 p. DOPDRIPOK. 
 
 7.6. dotible. 
 
 When, His salvation bringing, 
 
 To Zion Jesus came. 
 The children all stood singing 
 
 " Hosanna " to His name ; 
 Nor did their zeal offend Him, 
 
 But as He rode along 
 He let them still attend Him, 
 
 And smiled to hear their song. 
 
 And since the Lord retaineth 
 
 His love for children still, 
 Though now as King He reigneth 
 
 On Zion's heavenly hill. 
 We'll flock around His banner 
 
 Who sit3 upon the throne. 
 And cry aloud, " Hosanna 
 
 To David's royal Son." 
 
 For should we fail proclaiming 
 Our great Redeemer's praise. 
 
 The stones, our silence shaming, 
 Would their Hosannas raise. 
 342 
 
MISSIONS. 
 
 C. M. 
 
 But shall we only render 
 The tribute of our words ? 
 
 No, while our hearts are tender, 
 They, too, shall be the Lord's. 
 
 J. KINU. 
 
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 :1D«E. 
 
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 MISSIONS, 
 
 640 L. M. 
 
 1 Arm of the Lord, awake, awake ; 
 
 Put on Thy strength, the nations shake ; 
 Now let the world, adoring, see 
 Triumphs of mercy wrought by Thee. 
 
 2 Say to the heathen, from Thy throne, 
 *' I am Jehovah, God alone : " 
 
 Tliy voice their idols shall confound, 
 And cast their altars to the ground. 
 
 3 Let Zion's time of favour come ; 
 O bring the tribes of Israel home ! 
 Soon may our wondering eyes behold 
 Grentiles and Jews in Jesus' fold. 
 
 4 Almighty God, Thy grace proclaim 
 Through every clime, of every name ; 
 Let adverse powers before Thee fall, 
 And crown the Saviour Lord of all. 
 
 W. HHRUBHOMC 
 
 L. M. 
 
 Assembled at Thy great command. 
 Before Thy face, dread King, we stand ; 
 The voice that marshalled every star 
 Has called Thy people from afar. 
 
 We meet, through distant lands to spread 
 The truth for which the martyrs bled ; 
 Along the line, to either pole. 
 The thunder of Thy praise to roll. 
 
 Our prayers assist, accept our praise, 
 Our hopes revive, our courage raise, 
 Our counsels aid, to each impart 
 Tlie single eye, the faithful heart. 
 343 
 
 641 
 
 
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 Forth with Thy chosen heralds come, 
 Recall the wandering spirits home ; 
 From Zion's mount send forth the sound, 
 To spread the spacious earth around. 
 
 642 
 
 643 
 
 W. B. COLLYKR. 
 C. M. 
 
 Behold the Mountain of the Lord 
 
 In latter days shall rise 
 On mountain- tops above the hills, 
 
 And draw the wondering eyes. 
 
 To this the joyful nations round, 
 All tribes and tongues shall flow, 
 
 " Up to the hill of God," they'll say, 
 ** And to His house we'll go." 
 
 The beam that shines from Zion's hill 
 
 Shall lighten every land; 
 The King who reigns in Salem's towers 
 
 Shall all the world command. 
 
 No strife shall vex Messiah's reign, 
 
 Or mar the peaceful years ; 
 To ploughshares men shall beat their swords, 
 
 To pruning-hooks their spears. 
 
 Come, then, O come from every land 
 
 To worship at His shrine ; 
 And, walking in the light of God, 
 
 With holy beauty shine. 
 
 M. BIIUCE. 
 
 C. M. 
 Daughter of Zion, from the dust 
 
 Exalt thy fallen head ; 
 Again in Thy Redeemer trust ; 
 
 He calls thee from the dead. 
 
 Awake, awake ; put on thy strength, 
 
 Thy beautiful array ; 
 The day of freedom dawns at length, 
 
 The Lord's appointed day. 
 
 Rebuild Thy walls, thy bounds enlarge, 
 
 And send thy heralds forth ; 
 Say to the South, ** Give up thy charge ! " 
 
 And " Keep not back, North ! " 
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4 They come ! they come ! thine exiled bands, 
 Wliere'er they rest or roam, 
 Have heard thy voice in distant lands, 
 And hasten to their home. 
 
 J. MONTUOMCRY. 
 
 Q44. 7.6. double. 
 
 1 From Greenland's icy mountains, 
 
 From India's coml strand, — 
 Where Afric's sunny fountains 
 
 lioll down their golden sand, — 
 From many an ancient river. 
 
 From many a palmy plain, — 
 They call us to deliver 
 
 Their land from error's chain. 
 
 2 What though the spicy breezes 
 
 Blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle, 
 Though every prospect pleases, 
 
 And only man is vile ; 
 In vain, with lavish kindness, 
 
 The gifts of God are strown : 
 The heathen, in his blindness, 
 
 Bows down to woe J and stone. 
 
 3 Shall we, whose souls are lighted 
 
 By wisdom from on high, 
 Shall we to man benighted 
 
 The light of life deny 1 
 fSalvation ! O salvation ! 
 
 The joyful sound proclaim, 
 Till earth's remotest nation 
 
 Has learned Messiah's name. 
 
 4 Waft, waft, ye winds. His story, 
 
 And you, ye waters, roll, 
 Till, like a sea of glory, 
 
 It spreads from pole to pole ; 
 Till o'er our ransomed nature 
 
 The Lamb, for sinners slain, 
 Redeemer, King, Ci-eator, 
 
 In bliss returns to reign. 
 
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MISSIONS. 
 
 645 L. M 
 
 1 *' Go, preach my gospol," saitli the Lord; 
 " Bid the whole enrth my gnico receive ; 
 lie shall be saved that trusts my word, 
 And lie condemned who'll not believe. 
 
 2 ** I'll make your <(reat commission known ; 
 And yo shall prove my pjospel true, 
 
 J{y all the works tliat I have done, 
 Ky all the wondei*s ye shall do. 
 
 3 " 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 1 defend." 
 
 4 He spnke, and li«jht shone round His head ; 
 On a bright cloud to heaven He rode : 
 They to the farthest nations spread 
 
 ascended God. 
 
 WATTS. 
 
 The grace of thei 
 
 646 
 
 ta. 
 
 1 Go, ye messengers of Go«l ; 
 
 Like the beams of morning, fly ; 
 Take the wonder-working rod ; 
 Wave the banner-cross on high. 
 
 2 (Jo to many a tropic isle, 
 
 In the bosom of the deep. 
 Where the skies for ever smile, 
 And th' oppi'essed for ever weep. 
 
 3 O'er the pagan's night of care 
 
 Pour the living light of heaven ; 
 Ghase away his wild despair; 
 liid him hope to be forgiven. 
 
 4 Where the golden gates of day 
 
 Open on the palmy east, 
 High the bleeding cross display. 
 Spread the gospel's richest feast. 
 
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MISSIONS. 
 
 7s. 
 
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 647 7.0. double. 
 
 1 Hail to the Tjord's Anointod, 
 
 (Jreat David's greater Bon, 
 Who, in the time apiK)inte(l, 
 
 His reign on earth begnn ! 
 He coraes to break oppression, 
 
 To set the captive free, 
 To take away transgression, 
 
 And rule in equity. 
 
 2 He comes, with succour speedy, 
 
 To those who suffer wT'ong ; 
 To help the poor and needy, 
 
 And bid the weak be strong ; 
 To give them songs for sighing, 
 
 Their darkness turn to light. 
 Whose souls, condemned and dying, 
 
 Were precious in His sight. 
 
 3 He shall come down like showers 
 
 Upon the fruitful earth. 
 And love and hope, like flowers, 
 
 Spring in His path to birth ; 
 Before Him on the mountains 
 
 Shall peace, the herald, go, 
 And righteousness, in fountains, 
 
 From hill to valley How. 
 
 4 For Him shall prayer unceasing 
 
 And daily vows ascend, 
 His kingdom still increasing — 
 
 A kingdom without end ; 
 The tide of time shall never 
 
 His covenant remove ; 
 His name shall stand for ever ; 
 
 That name to us is Love. 
 
 J. MONTOOMRRY. 
 
 648 7s. double. 
 I Hark ! the song of jubilee, 
 
 Loud as mighty thunders* roar ; 
 Or the fulness of the sea. 
 
 When it bi'eaks upon the shore ;— 
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 irallolnjnh ! for the I^onl 
 
 (jiod Oinnipotont shall reign , 
 Hallelujah ! let the word 
 
 Echo round the enrth and main. 
 
 2 Hallelujah ! hark, the sound, 
 
 From the centre to the skies, 
 Wakes al)Ovo, beneath, arountl, 
 
 All creation's harmonies. 
 See Jehovah's banner furled ; 
 
 Sheathed His sword : He speaks — 'tis done ! 
 And the kingdoms of this world 
 
 Are the kingdoms of His Son. 
 
 3 He shall reign from pole to pole, 
 
 With illimitable sway ; 
 He shall reign, when, like a scroll, 
 
 Yonder heavens have passed away. 
 Then the end — beneath Tlis rod 
 
 Man's last enemy shall fall ; 
 Hallelujah ! Christ in God, 
 
 God in Christ, is All in all. 
 
 J. MONTOOMKRY. 
 
 649 I. M. 
 
 1 Jesus shall reign whei*e'er the sun 
 Does his successive journeys run ; 
 
 His kingdom stretch from shore to shore, 
 'JMU moons shall wax and wane no more. 
 
 2 For Him shall endless prayer be made. 
 And endless praises crow^n His head ; 
 His name, like sweet perfume, shall rise 
 With every morning sacrifice. 
 
 3 Blessings abound where'er He reigns ; 
 The joyful prisoner bursts his chains ; 
 The weary lind eternal rest. 
 
 And all the sons of want are blest. 
 
 4 Let every creature rise and bring 
 Peculiar honours to our King ; 
 Angels descend with songs again, 
 And earth repeat the loud Amen. 
 
 X. WATTI. 
 
650 
 
 tis (lone ! 
 
 omkhy. 
 I.. M. 
 
 651 
 
 MISSIONS. 
 
 8.7.4. 
 
 1 O'kk tlio gloomy liills of diuknoss, 
 
 liook, my Hoiil, ho still nnd g>i/.o; 
 tiee tlio promises ji(lvuiiein«( 
 To u glorious (lay of grace : 
 
 lilessed jubilee, 
 Let tliy glorious morning dawn. 
 
 2 liCt tbe «lark, l)enighte<l pagan, 
 
 Let the rude harharian, see 
 That divine and glorious conquest 
 Onco ohtained on C'alvary : 
 
 Tiet the gospel 
 Loud resound, from pole to pole. 
 
 3 Kingdoms wide, that sit in darkness, 
 
 (irant them, Lord, the glorious light ; 
 Now, from eastern coa^st to westei'U. 
 May the morning chase the night : 
 
 Let redemption, 
 Freely purchased, win the «lay. 
 
 4 Fly abroad, thou mighty gospel ; 
 
 Win and conquer — never cease : 
 May thy lasting, wide dominions 
 Multiply, and still increase : 
 
 Sway thy sceptre. 
 Saviour, all the world around. 
 
 W. WILLIAMS. 
 
 .S.7.L 
 
 0\ the mountain's top appearing, 
 TiO ! the sacred herald stands, 
 
 ^^'elcome news to Zion bearing — 
 Zion, long in hostile lands : 
 
 Mourning cajytive, 
 (Jod himself will loose thy bands. 
 
 Has thy night been long and mournful ? 
 
 Have thy friends unfaithful proved ? 
 Have thy foes been proud and scornful, 
 By thy sighs and tears unmoved ? 
 
 Cease thy mourning ; 
 Zion still is well beloved. 
 349 
 
 
 
 4L 
 
 i'l 
 
 '■If 
 
MISSIONS. 
 
 God, thy God, will now restore thee ; 
 
 He himself appears thy Friend ; 
 All thy foes shall flee before thee ; 
 
 Here their boasts and triumphs end : 
 Great deliverance 
 
 Zion's king will surely send. 
 
 Peace and joy shall now attend thee ; 
 
 All thy warfare now be past ; 
 God thy Saviour will defend thee ; 
 
 Victory is thine at last : 
 All thy conflicts 
 
 End in evorlasting rest. 
 
 T. KELLY. 
 
 652 
 
 L. M. 
 
 Soon may the last, glad song arise, 
 Through all the myriads of the skies — 
 That song of triumph which records 
 That all the earth is now the Lord's. 
 
 Let thrones, and powers, and kingdoms be 
 Obedient, mighty God, to Thee ; 
 And over Imd, and stream, and main, 
 Now wave the sceptre of thy reign. 
 
 () let that glorious anthem swell ; 
 liet host to host the triumph tell. 
 That not one rel)el heart remains, 
 But over all the Saviour reiijns. 
 
 MUN. YOKE. 
 
 653 
 
 TiiK morning light is breaking ; 
 
 The darkness disappears ; 
 The sons of earth are waking 
 
 To penitential tears : 
 Each breeze that sweeps the ocean 
 
 Brings tidings from afar 
 Of nations in commotion, 
 
 Prepared for Zion's war. 
 
 Rich dews of grace come o'er us, 
 In many a gentle shower, 
 
 And brighter scenes before us 
 Are opening every hour : 
 350 
 
 .0. double. 
 
MISSIONS. 
 
 KKLLY. 
 L. M. 
 
 be 
 
 654 
 
 "I. VOKE. 
 
 double. 
 
 Etich cry, to heaven ^oing, 
 Abiindjint answers brings, 
 
 And lieavonly gales are blowing, 
 With peace upon their wings. 
 
 See heathen nations bending 
 
 T^efore the God we love, 
 And thousand hoarts a icending 
 
 In gratitude above ; 
 While sinners, now confessing, 
 
 The gospel call obey. 
 And seek the Saviour's blessing — 
 
 A nation in a day. 
 
 Blest river of salvation, 
 
 Pursue thy onward way ; 
 Flow thou to every nation, 
 
 Nor in thy richness stay : 
 Stay not till all the lowly 
 
 Triumphant reacli their home; 
 Stay not till all the holy 
 
 Proclaim, "The Lord is come." 
 
 8. K. SMITH. 
 
 8.7.4. 
 
 Yes, my native land, I love thee ; 
 
 All thv scenes, I love them well : 
 Friends, connections, happy country, 
 
 Can I bid you all farewell % 
 Can I leave you. 
 
 Far in heathen lands to dwell? 
 
 Home, thy joys nre passing lovely — ■ 
 Joys no stranger-hoart can tell 
 
 Happy home, indeed 1 love thee : 
 Can I, can I say, " Farewell % " 
 
 Can I leave thee. 
 Far in heathen lands to dwell ? 
 
 Scenes of sacred peace and pleasure, 
 
 jiColy days and Sabbath bell, 
 Richest, brigh «st, sweetest treasure. 
 Can 1 say a last farewelH 
 
 Can I leave you. 
 Far in heathen lands to dwell 1 
 351 
 
 if 
 
 11 
 
DEDICATIONS. 
 
 4 Yes, I luisten from you glsully — 
 From the scenes I loved so well : 
 Far away, ye billows, hear mo : 
 Lovely, native land, farewell : 
 
 Pleased [ leave thee, 
 Far in heathen lands to dwell. 
 
 rt. ». SMITH. 
 
 655 \.. M. 
 
 1 Yk (*hristian heralds -jjo, prochiim 
 Salvation in Inimanuers name; 
 To distant climes the tidin«^s hear, 
 And plant the ro.se of Sharon there. 
 
 2 TTeMl .shield you with a wall of Tiro, 
 With holy zeal your hearts in.spire, 
 Hid raj^ing "vinds their fury cea.se, 
 And calm tlie savage hrenst to peace. 
 
 3 And when our labours nil nre o'er, 
 Then shall we meet to part no more — 
 Meet, with the blood-lwught throng to fall, 
 And crown the Saviour Lord of all. 
 
 MKH. VOKK. 
 
 656 
 
 DEDICATIONS. 
 
 C. xM. 
 
 1 Arise, O King of grace, ari.se, 
 
 An«l enter to Thv rest ! 
 JiO, Thy Church waits, with hmging eyes, 
 Thus to be owned and blest. 
 
 2 Knter with nil Thy glorious train, 
 
 Thy Spirit and l^iiy Word ; 
 All that the ark did once contain 
 Could no such grace afford. 
 
 3 Here, mighty God ! accept our vows, 
 
 Here let Thy praise be spread ; 
 Bless the provisions of Thy house, 
 And fill Thy poor with bread. 
 
 352 
 
SMITH. 
 
 4 ilorc lot tlio Soil of David roigii ; 
 
 Lot (Jod's Anointed shino ; 
 Juslico and truth His ooiirt maintain, 
 With lovo and powor divine. 
 
 5 Here h^t llini lioid a lasting throne, 
 
 An<i, a.s His kingdom grows, 
 Frosh honour shall adorn His orown, 
 And shanio eonfovuid His foes. 
 
 I. WATTi. 
 
 657 
 
 H. M. 
 
 o fall. 
 
 VoKK. 
 
 (-'. M. 
 
 yes, 
 
 1 (*iiRTST is our corner-stone, 
 
 On Him alone wo huild ; 
 With His true saints alone 
 
 The courts of heaven are filled ; 
 On His great love our ho[)os we place, 
 Of present grace and joys above. 
 
 2 O ! then with hymns of praise 
 
 These liallowed courts shall ring; 
 r)ur voices we will raise 
 
 The Three in One to sing ; 
 And thus j>roclaim in joyful song, 
 lioth loud and long, that glorious Name. 
 
 3 Hoi'e may we gain from heaven 
 
 1'he grace which we implore ; 
 And may that grace, once given. 
 
 Be with us evermore ; 
 Until that day, when all the blest 
 To endless rest are called away. 
 
 
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 I.\TIN HYMN, trnn». J. CHANDI.IR. 
 
 658 
 
 Come, King of glory, come. 
 
 And with Thy favour crown 
 This temple as Thy dome, 
 This people as Thy own : 
 Beneath this roof, O deign to show 
 How God can dwell with men below. 
 
 353 
 
 n. M. 
 
 I. 
 
 1T1 
 
 
DEDICATIONS. 
 
 t Here may Thine ears attend 
 
 Our interceding^ cries, 
 And grateful praise ascend 
 
 All fragrant to the skies : 
 ITere may Thy word melodious sound, 
 And spread celestial joys around I 
 
 ; Here may the attentive throng 
 Imbibe Iliy truth and love, 
 And converts join the song 
 Of seraphim above : 
 And willing crowds surround Thy board, 
 AV'ith sacred joy and sweet accord. 
 
 \ ] lore may our imborn sons 
 
 And daughters sound Tiiy praise ; 
 And shine, like polished stones, 
 Through long succeeding days ; 
 Here, Lord, display Thy saving power, 
 While temples stand and men adoi-e. 
 
 n FHANrrs. 
 
 659 
 
 T.. M. 
 
 1 Here, in Thy name, eternal God, 
 We build this earthly house for Thee ; 
 ( ) cl loose it for Thv fixed abode, 
 
 And guard it long from error free. 
 
 2 Here, when Thy people seek Thy face, 
 And dying sinners pray to live. 
 
 Hear Thou, in heaven. Thy dwelling-place, 
 And when Thou hearest. Lord, forgive. 
 
 3 Here, when Thy messengers prochnni 
 The blessed gospel of Thy Son, 
 
 Still by the power of His great name 
 lie mighty signs and wonders done. 
 
 4 When children's voices raise the song, 
 Hosanna ! to their heavenly King, 
 
 Let heaven with earth the strain prolnnar : 
 Hosanna ! let the angels sing. 
 
 354 
 
DEDICATIONS. 
 
 nvd, 
 
 V, 
 
 ! KUANrrH. 
 
 T.. M. 
 
 aco, 
 
 ic. 
 
 5 But will, indeed, Jehovah deign 
 Here to abide, no transient gnest ? 
 Here will our gicnt Redeemer v^ij?ii, 
 Atul here the Holy Spirit rest ? 
 
 6 Thy glory never hence depart ; 
 
 Yet choose not, Lord, this house alone ; 
 Thy kingdom come to every heart ; 
 In every bosom fix thy tlirone. 
 
 660 
 
 661 
 
 J. MON'TOOMERY. 
 
 < S. 
 
 1 TiORD of hosts, to Thee we raise 
 Here a house of ju'ayer and praise : 
 Thou Thy peojde's liearts prepare, 
 
 J Fere to meet for praise and prayer, 
 
 2 Let Thy children here be fed 
 
 With Thy word, the heavenly bread : 
 Jlere, with richest mercy blest, 
 May the weary soul find rest. 
 
 3 Here to Thee a tem[)le stand, 
 While the sea shall gird the land ; 
 Jlere reveal Thy mercy sure, 
 While the sun and moon endtire. 
 
 4 Hallelujah ! — earth and sky 
 'IV) the joyful sound reply : 
 Hallelujah ! — hence ascend 
 Prayer and praise till time shall enil. 
 
 J. MOM'HOMEKY. 
 
 L. M. 
 
 O Tiior, who didst the temple fill 
 With 'J'hy resplendent awful train, 
 The glory of Thine Israel still, 
 Appear in those bright robes again. 
 
 In us, and round about us, shine, 
 Here cause us to beliold Tliy face : 
 () make this tabernacle Thine : 
 O sanctify this lowly place. 
 
 Now send the promised unction down, 
 And all our waiting hearts inspire : 
 Lord Jesus, make Thy goings known, 
 Thy ministers a flame of fire. 
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 4 Work with them, and confirm T' v word 
 To all who worship in this place 
 O pour upon us, holy T^rd, 
 Unceasing showers of saving grace. 
 
 ( 'oii'j. SupiiUtnfHt. 
 
 862 c. M. 
 
 1 O THOU, whose own vast temple stands 
 
 Built over earth nnd sea, 
 Accept the walls that human hands 
 Have raised to worship Thee. 
 
 2 May erring minds, that worship here, 
 
 Be taught the better way : 
 And they who mourn, and they who fear. 
 Be strengthened as they pray. 
 
 3 May faith grow firm, and love grow warm, 
 
 And pure devotion rise ; 
 While, round these hallowed walls, the storm 
 Of earth-born passion dies. 
 
 W. C. BRYANT. 
 
 663 c. M. 
 
 1 Spirit Divine ! attend our prayers. 
 
 And make our hearts Tliy home ; 
 Descend with all Thy gracious powers, 
 O come, great Spirit, come ! 
 
 2 Come as the light — to us reveal 
 
 Our emptiness and woe ; 
 And lead us in those paths of life 
 Where all the righteous go. 
 
 3 Come as the fire — and purge our hearts 
 
 Like sacrificial flame ; 
 \jet our whole s^ il an offering be 
 To our IledecLjer's name. 
 
 4 Come as the dew — and sweetly ble.ss 
 
 Tliis consecrated hour ; 
 May barrenness rejoice to own 
 Thy fertilising power. 
 
 5 Come as the dove — and spread Tliy wings. 
 
 The wings of peaceful love ; 
 And let Thy Church on earth become 
 
 Blest as the Church above. a. reid. 
 
 356 
 
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DEATH AND RESURRECTION. 
 
 DEATH AND RESURRECTION. 
 
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 C. M. 
 
 664 
 
 m, 
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 tVANT. 
 
 C. M. 
 
 665 
 
 lEKO. 
 
 S. M. 
 
 1 A FEW more years shall roll, 
 
 A few more seasons come, 
 And we shall be with those that rest, 
 Asleep within the tomb. 
 
 2 A few nio"e struggles here, 
 
 A few more partings o'er, 
 A few more toils, a few more tears. 
 And we shall weep no mort'. 
 
 3 A few more JSabbaths here 
 
 Shall cheer us on our way, 
 And we shall reach the endless rest, 
 Til' eternal Sabbath dav. 
 
 4 Then, O my Lord, prepare 
 
 jNIy soul for that great day ; 
 O wash me in Thy precious blood. 
 And take my sins away. 
 
 II. KUNAR. 
 
 Asr.EEP in Jesus ! blessed sleep, 
 From which none ever wakes to weej)- 
 A calm and undisturbed I'epose 
 Unbroken by the last of foes. 
 
 Asleep in Jesus ! O, how sweet 
 To be for such a slumbei' meet ! 
 
 L. M. 
 
 With holy confidence to sing 
 
 That Death has lost his venomed sting ! 
 
 3 Asleep in Jesus ! peaceful rest, 
 Whose waking is supremely blest : 
 No fear, no woe, shall dim that hour 
 That manifests the Saviour's power. 
 
 4 Asleep in Jesus ! O, for me 
 May such a blissful refuge be : 
 Securely shall my ashes lie, 
 
 And wait the summons from ou high. 
 357 
 
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 5 Asleep in JesuH ! far from thee 
 
 Thy kindred and thc'r graves may be ; 
 But thine is still a ble&sud sleep, 
 From which none ever wakes to wee[). 
 
 M. MACKAY. 
 
 666 c. M. 
 
 1 Hear wliat the voice from heaven proclaims 
 
 For all the pious dead ! 
 Sweet is the savour of their names, 
 And soft their sleeping bed. 
 
 2 Tiiey die in Jesus, and are blessed ; 
 
 How kind their slumbers are ! 
 From sulferings and from sins released, 
 And freed from every snare. 
 
 3 Far from this world of toil and strife, 
 
 'rhey'ro present with the Lord ; 
 '.riie labours of their mortal life 
 
 End in a larijo reward. 
 
 667 
 
 I. WATTS. 
 
 L. M. 
 
 1 How blest the righteous, when he dies, 
 When sinks a weary soul to rest ! 
 How mildly beam the closing eyes ; 
 How gently heaves the expiring breast I 
 
 2 8o fades a summer -cloud away ; 
 
 So sinks the gale when storms are o'er ; 
 So gently shuts the eye of day ; 
 So dies the wave along the shore. 
 
 3 A holy quiet i-eigns aroun<l, 
 
 A calm which life nor death destroys ; 
 Nothing disturbs that peace profound, 
 Which his unfettered soul enjoys. 
 
 4 Life's labour done, as sinks the clay, 
 Tiight from its load the spirit flies ; 
 While heaven and eai*th coiwhine to say, 
 
 " How blest the righteous, when he dies ! " 
 
 A. L. BARBACLI). 
 
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 DEATH AND RESURRECTION. 
 
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 668 
 
 8. M. 
 
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 1 It is not (loath to die — 
 
 To loave this weary rou<l, 
 Ami 'mill < j brotherhood on hig!i, 
 To be at home with God. 
 
 2 lb is not death to close 
 
 'I'ho eye lonj^' dimmed by tears, 
 And wake in glorious repose, 
 To spend eternal vonrs. 
 
 3 It is not (loath to fling 
 
 Aside this Hii\ful d\iKt, 
 And rise on strong, ewilting winjifi 
 To live among tho j\j>t. 
 
 4 Jesus, tluui PriniH^ of \\h\ 
 
 Thy choson cannot die; 
 I like Thee, they eon«juer in the strife, 
 To veign with Thee on high. ^,. y, huthi ne 
 
 669 Us. 
 
 1 1 WOULD not live alway ; I ask not to stay 
 Where storm after storm lises dark o'er the wav 
 The few lucid mcn'nings that dawn on us hero 
 Are followed by gloom or bei^louded with fear. 
 
 2 I would not live alway thus fettered by sin — 
 Temptation without and corruption within : 
 E'en the rapture of pardon is mingled with feais, 
 And the cup of thanksgiving with penitent leari*. 
 
 3 I would not live alway; no — welcome the tomb : 
 Since Jesus has lain there, I dread not its gloom : 
 There sweet be my rest till He bid nie arise 
 
 To hail Him in triumph descending t)\e skies. 
 
 4 Who, who would live alway away from His God- - 
 Away from yon heaven, that blissful abode. 
 Where rivers of pleasure flow bright o'er the plains. 
 And the noontide of glory eternally reigns ? 
 
 5 There saints of all ages in harmony meet, 
 
 Their Saviour and brethren transported to greet ; 
 
 While anthems of rapture unceasingly roll, 
 
 And the smile of the Lord is the feast of the soul. 
 
 W. A. MUHLENBCRU. 
 
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 671 
 
 
 672 
 
 C. M. 
 
 O FOR ail ovorcomiMg faith, 
 
 To chcM.M' luy <lying hours, 
 To triuinph o'er tli« inoiustor Death, 
 
 And all his frightful powers ! 
 
 Joyful, with nil tho strengtli I have, 
 My quivering lips should .sing — 
 
 ** Where is thy boasted victory, Ci rave ? 
 And where, O Death, tiiy sting ? " 
 
 Now to the God of victory 
 
 Immortal thanks he paid, 
 Who makes us conijucrors, while we die, 
 
 Through Christ, our living Head. 
 
 J. WAITH. 
 
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 1 O Foil the death of those 
 
 Who ^lumljer in tho Jiord ! 
 (), be like theirs my last repose, 
 Jiike theirs my last reward ! 
 
 2 Their bodies in the ground, 
 
 in silent hope may lie. 
 Till the la.st trumpet's joyful sound 
 Shall call them to the sky. 
 
 3 Their ransomed spirits soar, 
 
 On wings of faith and love, 
 
 'JV) meet the Saviour they adore. 
 
 And reign with llim above. 
 
 4 With us their names shall live 
 
 Through long-succeeding years, 
 Embalmed with all our hearts can give 
 Our praises and our tears. 
 
 H. K. SMITH. 
 
 " Servant of God, well done ; 
 
 Rest from thy loved employ : 
 The battle fought, the victory won 
 
 Enter thy Masters joy." 
 360 
 
 S. M. 
 
nKATII AND KESURRECTION. 
 
 C. M. 
 
 D? 
 
 lio, 
 
 AXIS. 
 
 S. iM. 
 
 2 I'lio voice at midnight cuiuu ; 
 
 Ho sturttMl up to lit'iir; 
 A mortal arrow piorcetl Ijis frame ; 
 Ue fell, but folt no fear. 
 
 3 TraiKiuil ainitl iilarius, 
 
 It found liini on the ficM, 
 A veteran .slumbering' on bis arms, 
 Jjeneatb bis re«l cross sliirld. 
 
 4 Tbo jKiins of (b-atb are past ; 
 
 Laliour and sori'ow cease ; 
 And, life's lon^' warfnre closed at last, 
 His soul is found in ])eace. 
 
 5 Soldier of Cbrist, well done; 
 
 Vraiso be tby new employ ; 
 And, wbile eternal a^'es run, 
 Itest in tby Saviour's joy. 
 
 .1. MPM««(>.MtltV. 
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 673 
 
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 674 
 
 1 SisTKii, tboii wast mild ami lovely, 
 
 Cientle as tbo summer breeze, 
 ]Measant as tbo air of evening' 
 W'ben it lloats among tbe trees. 
 
 2 Peaceful bo tby silent slumber — 
 
 Peaceful in tbe grave so low : 
 'J'bou no more wilt join our numb«'r ; 
 Tbou no more our songs sbalt know. 
 
 3 J)earest sister, thou bast left us ; 
 
 Hei-e tby loss wo deeply feel ; 
 
 But 'tis (lod tbat batb l)ereft us : 
 
 lie cjin all our sorrows beal. 
 
 4 Yet again we bope to meet tbee, 
 
 Wben tbe <lay of life is lied, 
 Tben in beaveu witb joy to greet tbee, 
 Whei-e no farewell tear is sbed. 
 
 S. K. HMITH. 
 
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 So fades tbe lovely, blooming flower, 
 Frail, smiling solace of an hour ; 
 So soon our transient comforts fly, 
 And pleasure only blooms to die. 
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 675 
 
 Is there no kind, no healing art, 
 To soothe the anguish of the heart ? 
 Spirit of grjice, be ever nigh : 
 Thy comforts are not made to die. 
 
 Let gentle patience smile on pain, 
 Till dying hope revives again ; 
 Hope wipes the tear from sorrow's eye, 
 And faith points upward to the sky. 
 
 A. STEELE. 
 
 7.8.7.8.7.7. 
 
 Tender Shepherd, Thou hast stilled 
 Now Tliy little lamb's brief weeping : 
 
 Ah, how peaceful, pale, and mild, 
 In its narrow bed 'tis sleeping ! 
 
 And no sigh of anguish sore 
 
 Heaves that little bosom more. 
 
 In this world of care and pain. 
 Lord, Thou wouldst no longer leave it ; 
 
 To the sunny heavenly plain 
 Thou dost now with joy receive it ; 
 
 Clothed in robes of spotless white. 
 
 Now it dwells with Thee in light. 
 
 Ah, Lord Jesus, grant that we 
 Where it lives mav soon be livinfr. 
 
 And the lovely pastures see 
 That its heavenly food are giving ; 
 
 Then the gain of death we prove. 
 
 Though Tliou take what most we love. 
 
 J. W. MtlNHOLD, trans. C, WINKWOBTIl. 
 
 676 
 
 The hour of my departure's come ; 
 I hear the voice that calls me home ; 
 At last, O Lord, let trouble cease, 
 And let Thy servant die in peace. 
 
 2 The race appointed I have run. 
 The combat's o'er, the prize is won ; 
 And now my witness is on high, 
 And now my record's in the sky. 
 362 
 
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 INKWOBTU. 
 
 L. M. 
 
 Not in mine innocence I trust ; 
 I bow before Thee in the tlust ; 
 And through my Saviour's blood alone 
 I look for mercy at Thy throne. 
 
 I come, I come, at Thy command, 
 I yield my spirit to Thy hand ; 
 Stretch forth Thine everlasting arms, 
 And shield me in the last alarms. 
 
 M. BKUCE. 
 
 677 L. M. 
 
 1 Through every age, eternal God ! 
 Thou art our Rest, our safe Abode ; 
 
 High was Thy throne, ere heaven was made. 
 Or earth. Thy humble footstool, laid. 
 
 2 Long hadst Thou reigned, ere time began, 
 Or dust was fashioned into man ; 
 
 And long Thy kingdom shall endure, 
 When earth and time shall be no more. 
 
 3 Death, like an overflowing stream, 
 Sweeps us away ; our life's a dream ; 
 An empty tale ; a morning flower. 
 Cut down, and withered in an hour. 
 
 4 Teach us, Lord, how frail is man ; 
 And kindly lengthen out our span, 
 Till Thine own grace, so rich, so free, 
 Fit us to die and dwell with Thee. 
 
 I. WATTS. 
 
 678 13.11.12.11 
 
 Thou art gone to the grave ! but we will not deplore 
 thee. 
 Though sorrows and darkness encompass the tomb ; 
 The Saviour has passed through its portal before thee, 
 And the lump of His love is thy guide through the 
 gloom. 
 
 ; Thou art gone to the grave ! we no longer behold thee. 
 Nor tread the rough path of the world by thy side ; 
 But the wide arms of Mercy are spread to enfold thee, 
 And sinners may die, for the Sinless has died. 
 
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 3 Thou art gone to the grave ! and, its mansion for- 
 
 saking, 
 
 Perhaps thy weak spirit in fear lingered long ; 
 But the mild rays of Paradise beamed on thy waking. 
 
 And the sound which thou heard' st was the sera- 
 phim's song. 
 
 4 Thou art gone to the grave ! but we will not deplore 
 
 thee, 
 Whose God was thy Ransom, thy Guardian, and 
 Guide. 
 He gave thee, He took thee, and He will restore thee • 
 And death has no sting, for the Saviour has died. 
 
 679 
 
 B. HEUKK. 
 
 L. M. 
 
 Unveil thy bosom, faithful tomb ; 
 
 Take this new treasure to thy trust, 
 And give these sacred relics room 
 
 To slumber in the silent dust. 
 
 Nor pain, nor grief, nor anxious fear 
 Invades thy bounds ; no mortal woes 
 
 Can reach the peaceful sleeper here. 
 While angels watch the soft repose. 
 
 So Jesus slept ; God's dying Son 
 
 Passed through the grave, and blest the bed : 
 Rest here, blest saint, till from His throne 
 
 The morning break, and pierce the shade. 
 
 Break from His throne, illustrious morn ; 
 
 Attend, O eai-th. His sovereign woi-d ; 
 Restore thy trust ; a glorious form 
 
 Shall then arise to meet the Lord. 
 
 I. WATTg. 
 
 680 
 
 L. M. 
 
 What tinners value I resign ; 
 Lord, 'tis enough that Thou art mine ; 
 I shall behold Thy blissful face, 
 And stand complete in righteousness. 
 
 This life's a dream — an empty show ; 
 But that bright world to which I go 
 Hath joys substantial and sincere : 
 When shall I wake and find me there 1 
 3H 
 
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 thy waking, 
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 R, IIKBKK. 
 L. M. 
 
 DEATH AND RESURRECTION. 
 
 glorious hour ! O blest abode ! 
 
 1 shall be near and like my God, 
 And flesh and sin no more control 
 The sacred pleasures of my soul. 
 
 My flesh shall slumber in the ground 
 Till the last trumpet's joyful sound, 
 Then burst the chains, with glad surprise, 
 And in my Saviour's image rise. 
 
 681 
 
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 I. WATTS. 
 
 L. M. 
 
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 682 
 
 el 
 
 I. WATTS. 
 
 Why do we mourn departing friends. 
 
 Or shake at '^l':ath's alarms 1 
 'Tis but the voice that Jesus sends 
 
 To call them to His arms. 
 
 AVhy should we tremble to convey 
 
 Their bodies to the tomb 1 
 'Twas there the flesh of Jesus lay, 
 
 And left a long perfume. 
 
 The graves of all the saints He blest. 
 
 And softened every bed ; 
 Where should the dying members rest 
 
 But with their dying Head 1 
 
 Thence He arose, ascending high. 
 And showed our feet the way ; 
 
 irp to the Lord our souls shall fly. 
 At the great rising day. 
 
 c. jr. 
 
 I. WATTS. 
 
 L. M. 
 
 Why should we start, and fear to die ! 
 What timorous worms we mortals are ! 
 Death is the gate of endless joy, 
 And yet we dread to enter there. 
 
 The pains, the groans, and dying strife 
 Fright our approaching souls away ; 
 Still we shrink back again to life, 
 Fond of our prison and our clay. 
 
 O, if my Lord would come and meet, 
 My soul should stretch her wings in haste, 
 Fly, fearless, through death's iron gate, 
 Nor feel the terrors as she passed. 
 365 
 
 I 
 
 i 
 
CHRISTS SECOND COMING. 
 
 Jesiis can make a dying bed 
 Feel poft as downy pillows are, 
 While on His breast I lean my head, 
 And breathe my life out sweetly there. 
 
 1. WATTS. 
 
 CHRISrS SECOND COMING. 
 
 683 8.7.4. 
 
 1 Christ is coming ! let creation 
 
 Bid her groans and travail cease : 
 Let the glorious proclamation 
 Hope restore and faith increase ; 
 
 Christ is coming ! 
 Come, thou biessM Prince of Peace ! 
 
 2 Long thy exiles have been pining, 
 
 Far from rest, and home, and thee : 
 But in heavenly vesture shining, 
 Soon they shall thy glory see ; 
 
 Christ is coming ! 
 Haste the joyous jubilee. 
 
 3 With that " blessed hope " before us, 
 
 Let no harp remain unstrung; 
 Lot the mighty advent chorus 
 
 Onward roll from tongue to tongue ; 
 
 Christ is coming ! 
 C'Ome, Lord Jesus, quickly come. 
 
 J R. MACDUFF. 
 C. M. 
 
 1 Lo ! what a glorious sight appears 
 To our believing eyes ! 
 
 The earth and seas are passed away, 
 And the old rolling skies. 
 
 2 From the third heaven, where God resides — 
 That holy, happy place, — 
 
 The New Jerusalem comes down, 
 Adorned with shining grace. 
 
 3 Attending angels snout for joy. 
 And the bright armies sing, — 
 
 " Mortals ! behold the sacred seat 
 Of your descending King. 
 366 
 
 684 
 
CHRISTS SECOND COMING. 
 
 1, 
 
 sre. 
 
 •WATTS. 
 
 8.7.4. 
 
 MACDUFF. 
 
 4 " His own soft hand shall wipe the tears 
 
 From every weeping eye ; 
 And pains and groans and griefs and fears, 
 And death itself shall die ! " 
 
 5 How long, dear Saviour, 0, how long 
 
 Shall this bright hour delay ? 
 Fly swifter round, ye wheels of time, 
 And bring the welcome day. 
 
 I. WATTS, 
 
 685 I- M. 
 
 1 Now to the Lord, who makes us know 
 The wonders of His dying love, 
 
 J5e humble honours paid below. 
 And strains of nobler praise above. 
 
 2 'Twas He who cleansed us from our sins. 
 And washed us in His precious blood ; 
 "Vis He who makes us priests and kings, 
 And brings us, rebels, near to God. 
 
 3 Behold, on flying clouds He comes. 
 And every eye shall see Him move ; 
 Though with our sins we pierced Him onco, 
 Now He displays His pardoning ]o\o. 
 
 4 The unbelieving world shall wail. 
 While we rejoice to see the day : 
 Come, Lord, nor let Thy promise fail, 
 Nor let Thy chariot long delay. 
 
 I. WATTa. 
 
 686 
 
 les — 
 
 Eejotce, rejoice, believers ! 
 
 And let your lights appear ! 
 The shades of eve are thickening. 
 
 And darker night is near ; 
 The Bridegroom is advancing; 
 
 Each hour He draws more nigh ; 
 Up ! watch and pray, nor slumber ; 
 
 At midnight comes the cry. 
 
 See that your lamps are burning, 
 Your vessels filled with oil ; 
 
 Wait calmly yoMr deliverance 
 From earthly pain and toil. 
 367 
 
 ,6. double. 
 
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CHRISTS SECOND COMING. 
 
 <y 
 
 687 
 
 The watchers on tho mountnins 
 ]*roclnim tho liridegroom near, 
 
 CJo, meet Ilini, as llo cometh, 
 With hallehijahs clear. 
 
 Our hope and expectation, 
 
 O Josiis, now appear ! 
 Ariso, thou Sun so iooked-for, 
 
 O'er tliis beni«,'hted sphere ! 
 With heiirts and hands uplifted, 
 
 We plead, O Ijord, to see 
 The day of our redemption. 
 
 And ever be with Thee. 
 
 ~ Hi/mnH from (he Land of Liitlifr, 
 
 T.. M. 
 
 1 The Lord will come ; the earth shall quake ; 
 The hills their ancient seats forsake ; 
 
 And, withering, from the vault of night, 
 The stars withdraw their feeble light. 
 
 2 The Lord will come ; but not the same 
 As once in lowly form lie came, — 
 
 A quiet Lamb to slaughter led, — 
 
 The bruised, the suffering, and tlie dead. 
 
 3 The Lord will come ; a dreadful form. 
 With wreath of flame, and robe of storm. 
 On cherub wings, and wings of wind. 
 Anointed Judge of human kind. 
 
 4 Can this be He who wont to stray 
 A pilgrim on the world's highway. 
 
 By power oppressed, and mocked by pride ? 
 O God, is this the Crucified ? 
 
 5 Go, tyrants, to the rocks complain ; 
 Go seek the mountain's cleft in vain ; 
 But faith, victorious o'er the tomb, 
 Shall sing for joy, " The Lord is come. 
 
 R. HEBER. 
 
 688 
 
 Watchman ! tell us of the night. 
 What its signs of promise are. 
 
 Traveller ! o'er yon mountain's height, 
 See that glory-beamincf star. 
 368 
 
 73. 
 
JTTDOMOT. 
 
 fnrf of Lnthfr. 
 
 L. M. 
 quake ; 
 
 rht, 
 
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 >rm. 
 
 2 Wateliiiian ! does its beauteous ray 
 
 Aupht of liope or joy foretell ? 
 Traveller ! yes ; it rriii^s the day, 
 Promised day of If^rael. 
 
 3 Watchman ! tell us of the night ; 
 
 llifjher yet that star ascends. 
 Traveller ! blessedness and light, 
 
 Peace and truth, its course portends. 
 
 4 Watchman ! will its beams alone 
 
 CJild the spot that gave them birth ? 
 Traveller ! ages are its own ; 
 See, it bursts o'er all the earth. 
 
 5 Watchman ! tell us of the night, 
 
 For the morning seems to dawn. 
 'J'raveller ! darkness takes its flight ; 
 Doubt and terror are withdrawn. 
 
 6 Watchman ! let thy wanderings cease ; 
 
 Hie thee to thy ([uiet home. 
 Traveller ! lo ! the Prince of Peace, 
 Lo ! the Son of God, is come. 
 
 J. BOWKINO. 
 
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 I. HBBER. 
 
 7s. 
 
 689 
 
 JUDGMENT, 
 
 S. M. 
 
 And will the Judge descend ? 
 
 And must the dead arise ? 
 And not a single soul escape 
 
 His all-discerning eyes ? 
 
 How will my heart endure 
 
 The terrors of that day, 
 When earth and heaven, before His face, 
 
 Astonished, shrink away ? 
 
 But, ere the trumpet shakes 
 
 The mansions of the dead, 
 Hark ! from the gospel's cheering sound 
 
 What joyful tidings spread ! 
 
 369 2 A 
 
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JUDGMENT. 
 
 4 Come, sinners, seek IT is ^race, 
 
 Whose wrath ye cannot bear ; 
 
 Fly to the shelter of His cross, 
 
 And iincl salvation tliere. 
 
 r. nonDRiDor. 
 
 690 
 
 1 Day of judgment, day of wonders ! 
 
 Hark ! the trumpet's awful sound, 
 Louder than a thousand thunders, 
 Shakes the vast creation round : 
 
 How the summons 
 Will the sinner's heart confound ! 
 
 2 See the Judge, our nature wearing, 
 
 Clothed in majesty divine : 
 You, who long for His appearing. 
 Then shall say, " This God is mine : 
 
 Gracious Saviour, 
 Own me in that day for Thine. 
 
 3 At His call the dead awaken, 
 
 Rise to life from earth and sea ; 
 All the powers of nature, shaken 
 By His looks, prepare to flee : 
 
 Careless sinner, 
 Wliat will then become of thee ? 
 
 4 But to those who have confessed. 
 
 Loved and served the Lord below, 
 He will say, " Come near, ye blessed ! 
 See the kingdom I bestow : 
 
 You for ever 
 Shall my love and glory know." 
 
 8.7.4 
 
 J. NEWTON. 
 
 691 8.7.4. 
 
 I Lo ! He comes, with clouds descending, 
 
 Once for favoured sinners slain : 
 
 Thousand thousand saints attending 
 
 Swell the triumph of His train : 
 
 Hallelujah ! 
 God appears on earth to reign. 
 370 
 
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 8.7.4. 
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 JUDGMENT. 
 
 2 Every 3ye nhall now heliold ]!im, 
 
 Robed in dreadful majesty ! 
 Those who set at naught and sold IHm, 
 Pierced, and nailed llim to the tree, 
 
 Deeply wailing, 
 Shall the true Messiah see. 
 
 3 Now the Saviour, long expected, 
 
 See, in solemn pomp appear ; 
 All His saints, by man rejected, 
 Now shall meet Him in the air : 
 
 Hallelujah ! 
 See the day of God appear. 
 
 J. ruNNtric, 
 
 692 
 
 C. M. 
 
 1 That awful day will surely come, 
 
 Th' appointed hour makes haste, 
 When I mnst stand before my Judge, 
 And pass the solemn test. 
 
 2 Thou lovely Chief of all my joys, 
 
 Thou Sovereign of my heart, 
 How could I bear to hear Thy voice 
 Pronounce the sound, " Depart ! " 
 
 3 Jesus, I throw my arms around 
 
 And hang upon Thy breast ; 
 Without a gracious smile from Thee, 
 My spirit cannot rest. 
 
 4 O, tell me that my worthless name 
 
 Is graven on Thy hands ! 
 Show me some promise in Thy book. 
 Where my salvation stands ! 
 
 1. WATrS. 
 
 693 C. p. M. 
 
 I When Thou, my righteous Judge, shalt come 
 To take Thy ransomed people home, 
 
 Shall I among them stand 1 
 Shall such a worthless worm as I, 
 Who sometimes am afraid to die, 
 Be found at Thy right hand ? 
 371 
 
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nEAVEN. 
 
 2 \ love to iiUM'i 'I'liy pooplo now, 
 hrforo Thy fct't with thorn to how, 
 
 Thou^'li vilest of tlioin all ; 
 Jint— can 1 hour tho |)i<»iviji^» thought ? — 
 Whnt if my naino siiouM ho loft out, 
 
 Whon Thou for thoni shalt call ? 
 
 3 ( ) JiOi'd, provent it hy Thy ^'raco ; 
 Jio Thou my only hi(lin«»- place, 
 
 In this th' accepted tlay ; 
 Thy partlonin^ voice, O lot mo hear, 
 To still my iinholievin^ fear, 
 
 Nor let me fall, 1 pray. 
 
 4 And when the final trump shall souncl, 
 Among 'i'hy saints let me bo found, 
 
 To how before Thy face : 
 Then in triumphant strains I'll sing, 
 While heaven's resoimding mansions ring 
 
 With praise of sovereign grace. 
 
 COUNTEHS OK IIUNTIN(ilK»N. 
 
 HE A YEN. 
 
 '.'■\ 
 
 694 7.0. double. 
 
 1 Brief life is hero our portion, 
 
 Brief sorrow, short-lived care ; 
 'i'he life that knows no ending, 
 
 The tearless life, is there ! 
 O happy retribution ! 
 
 Short toil, eternal rest ; 
 For mortals and for sinners 
 
 A mansion with the blest ! 
 
 2 And now we fight the battle, 
 
 But then shall wear the crown 
 Of full and everlasting 
 
 And passionless renown. 
 And He, whom now we trust in, 
 
 Shall then be seen and known ; 
 And they that know and see Him 
 
 Shall have Him for their own. 
 372 
 
nKAVEN. 
 
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 TINdliON. 
 
 696 
 
 7.0. double. 
 
 3 Tli« morning' slmll iiwukon, 
 
 The .slijidow.s slmll ileciiy, 
 And each tnio-hourtc^d sorvjiiit 
 
 Shall shine as doth tin* day. 
 Tlioro (Jod, our King and Portion, 
 
 In fulness of His grace, 
 Shall wo hehold for ever, 
 
 AvA worship face to face. 
 
 4 () sweet and hlessrd country, 
 
 The home of Uod's elect ! 
 O sweet and blessed coiuitry 
 
 That eager hearts expect : 
 Jesu, in mercy bring us 
 
 To that dear land of rest ; 
 WJio art, with God tl'o Father, 
 
 And spirit, over blest. 
 
 UKKNAUU Ol' CLL'NY, liUili. J. M. NEALF. 
 
 S. M. 
 
 1 " For ever with the Lord ; " 
 
 Amen ! so let it be ; 
 Jjife from the dead is in that word, — 
 'Tis immortality. 
 
 2 Here in the body pent. 
 
 Absent from Him, I roam, 
 Yet nightly pitch my mo\ ing tent 
 A day's march nearer home. 
 
 3 My Father's liouse on high — 
 
 Home of my soul — how near, 
 At times, to faith's foreseeing eyo 
 The golden gates appear ! 
 
 4 " For ever with the Lord ! " 
 
 Father, if 'tis Thy will, 
 The promise of that faithful word 
 E'en here to me fulfil. 
 
 5 So when my latest breath 
 
 Shall rend the veil in twain. 
 In death I shall escape from death, 
 And life eternal gain. 
 
 J. XUKTOOJUCRT. 
 
 373 
 
HEAVEN. 
 
 696 
 
 697 
 
 7.6. double. 
 For thee, dear, deiir country, 
 
 Mine eyes their vigils keep ; 
 For very love, beholding 
 
 Thy happy name, they weep. 
 The mention of thy glory 
 
 Is unction to the breast. 
 And medicine in sickness, 
 
 And love, and life, and rest. 
 
 O one, O only mansion ! 
 
 O Paradise of joy ! 
 Where tears are ever banished. 
 
 And smiles have no alloy ; 
 The Lamb is all thy splendour ; 
 
 The Crucified thy praise ; 
 His laud and benediction 
 
 Thy ransomed people raise. 
 
 Thou hast no shore, fair ocean ! 
 
 Thou hast no time, bright day ! 
 Dear fountain of refreshment 
 
 To pilgrims far away ! 
 Upon the Rock of Ages 
 
 They raise thy holy tower ; 
 Thine is the victor's laurel, 
 
 And thine the golden dower. 
 
 O sweet and blessed country, 
 
 Shall I e'er see thy face ? 
 sweet and blessed countrv, 
 
 Shall I e'er win thy grace i 
 Exult, O dust and ashes. 
 
 The Lord shall be thy part : 
 His only, His for ever 
 
 Thou shalt bO; and thou art ! 
 
 BEKN'AHD OF CLUNY, trans. J. M. NEALE. 
 
 C. M. 
 
 Jerusalem ! my glorious home ! 
 
 Name ever dear to me ! 
 When shall my labours have an end, 
 
 In joy, and peace, and thee ? 
 374 
 
HEAVEN. 
 
 7.6. double. 
 
 2 When shall these eyes thy heaven-built walls 
 
 And pearly gatss beliold ? 
 Thy bulwarks with salvation strong, 
 And streets of shining gold ? 
 
 3 O when, thou city of my God, 
 
 Shall I thy coui-ts ascend, 
 Where congregations ne'er break up, 
 And Sabbaths have no end ? 
 
 4 There happier l^owers than Eden's bloom, 
 
 Nor sin nor sorrow know : 
 Blest seats ! through rude and stormy scenes 
 I onward press to you. 
 
 J/a/W. LATIN UYMN. 
 
 698 
 
 NEALE. 
 
 C. M. 
 
 Jerusalem the golden ! 
 
 With milk and honey blest ! 
 Beneath thy contemplation 
 
 Sink heart and voice oppressed. 
 I know not, O 1 know not, 
 
 What joys await us there, 
 What radiancy of glory, 
 
 What light beyond compare ! 
 
 They stand, those hjills of Sion, 
 
 All jubilant with song ; 
 And bright with many an angel 
 
 And all the martyr throng. 
 The Prince is ever in them, 
 
 The daylight is serene ; 
 The pastures of the blessed 
 
 Are decked in glorious sheen. 
 
 There is the throne of David, 
 
 And there, from care released, 
 The shout of them that triumph. 
 
 The song of them that feast : 
 And they, who with their Leader 
 
 Have conquered in the fight, 
 For ever and for ever 
 
 Are clad in robes of white. 
 
 375 
 
 7.6. double. 
 
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HEAVEN. 
 
 4». 
 
 699 
 
 Eef. 
 
 O fields that know no sorrow ! 
 O state that fears no strife ! 
 O princely bowers ! land of llowers ! 
 
 realm and home of life ! 
 Jesu, in mercy bring us 
 
 To that dear land of lost ; 
 Who art, witli God the Father, 
 And Spirit, ever blest. 
 
 UEHNAUD OF CL'JNV, tfiltt.i. .?. M. NEALR. 
 
 8.G.8.6.G.6.G.G. 
 O Paradise, O Paradise, 
 
 Who doth not crave for rest ? 
 Who would not seek the happy laud 
 
 Where they that loved are blest ? 
 
 — Where loyal hearts and true 
 Stand evei" in the light. 
 All rapture through and through, 
 In God's most holy sight. 
 
 O Paradise, O Paradise, 
 
 The world is growing old ; 
 Who would not be at rest and free 
 
 Where love is never cold? — Ref. 
 
 O Paradise, Paradise, 
 
 1 greatly long to see 
 
 The special place my dearest Lord 
 In love prepares for me. — Ref. 
 
 Lord Jesus, King of Paradise, 
 
 O keep me in thy love, 
 And guide me to that happy land 
 
 Of perfect rest above. — Ref. 
 
 700 
 
 r. W. FABER. 
 
 C. M. 
 
 On Jordan's stormy banks I stand, 
 
 And cast a wishful eye 
 To Canaan's fair and happy land. 
 
 Where my possessions lie. 
 
 O the transporting, rapturous scene 
 
 That rises to my sight ! 
 Sweet fields arrayed in living green, 
 
 And rivers of delight. 
 37^ 
 
HEAVEN. 
 
 ersl 
 
 M. NEALK. 
 
 3.G.6.6.G. 
 
 701 
 
 FABEK. 
 C. M. 
 
 O'er all those wide, extended plaius 
 
 ►Shines one eternal day : 
 There God the Son for ever reigns, 
 
 And scatters night away. 
 
 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 ? 
 
 H. BTENNETT. 
 
 7s. 
 
 1 Palms of glory, raiment bright, 
 
 Crowns that never fade away. 
 Gird and deck the saints in light ; 
 
 Priests and kings and conquerors they. 
 
 2 Yet the conquerors bring their palms 
 
 To the Lamb amidst the throne, 
 And proclaim, in joyful psalms, 
 Victory through His cross alone. 
 
 3 Kings for harps their crowns resign, 
 
 Crying, as they sti'ike the chords, 
 " Take the kingdom, it is Thine, 
 
 * King of kings, and Lord of lords ! ' " 
 
 4 Round the altar priests confess, 
 
 If their robes are white as snow, 
 'Twas the Saviour's righteousness. 
 And His blood that made them so. 
 
 5 Who were these ? On earth they dwelt. 
 
 Sinners once of Adam's race. 
 Guilt and fear and suffering felt. 
 But were saved by sovereign grace. 
 
 6 They were mortal, too, like us ; 
 
 Ah ! when we like them must die, 
 May our souls, translated thus. 
 
 Triumph, reign, and shine on high ! 
 
 J. MONTOOMERT. 
 
 702 L. M. 
 
 I There is a land mine eye hath seen 
 In visions of enraptured thought. 
 So bright, that all which spreads between 
 Is with its radiant glory fraught, — 
 
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 377 
 
ueaven. 
 
 A land upon whose blissful shore 
 There rests no shadow, falls no stain ; 
 There those who meet shall part no more, 
 And those long parted meet again. 
 
 Its skies are not like earthly skies, 
 With varying hues of shade and light ; 
 It hath no need of suns to rise 
 To dissipate the gloom of night. 
 
 There sweeps no desolating wind 
 Across that calm, serene abode ; 
 The wanderer there a home may find 
 Within the paradise of God. 
 
 O. ROBINS. 
 
 703 
 
 6s. double. 
 
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 There is a blessed home 
 
 Beyond this land of woe, 
 Whore trials never come, 
 
 Nor ttars of sorrow flow ; 
 Where faith is lost in sight. 
 
 And patient hope is crowned. 
 And everlasting light 
 
 Its glory throws around. 
 
 There is a land of peace. 
 
 Good angels know it well ; 
 Glad songs that never cease 
 
 Within its portals swell ; 
 Around its glorious throne, 
 
 Ten thousand saints adore 
 Christ, with the Father one, 
 
 And Spirit, evermore. 
 
 Look up, ye saints of God, 
 Nor fear to tread below 
 
 The path your Saviour trod 
 Of daily toil and woe ; 
 
 Wait but a little while 
 In uncomplaining love. 
 
 His own most gracious smile 
 
 Shall welcome you above. 
 378 
 
 H. W. BAKEB. 
 
HEAVEN. 
 
 704 
 
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 ). ROBINS. 
 
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 7.0. double. 
 The sands of time are sinking, 
 
 The dawn of heaven breaks, 
 The summer morn I've sighed for, 
 
 The fair sweet morn awakes : 
 Dark, dark hath been the midnight, 
 
 But day-spring is at hand, 
 And glory, glory dwelleth 
 
 In Immanuel's laud. 
 
 Christ, He is the fountain, 
 The deep sweet well of love ; 
 
 The streams of earth I've tasted. 
 
 More deep I'll drink above. 
 There to an ocean fulness 
 
 His mercy doth expand, 
 And glor) , glory dwelleth 
 
 In Immanuel's land. 
 
 The bride eyes not her garment, 
 But he)' dear bridegroom's face ; 
 
 1 will not gaze at glory. 
 
 But on my King of Grace — 
 Not at the crown He gifteth, 
 
 But on His pierced hand ; — ■ 
 The Lamb is all the gloiy 
 
 Of Immanuel's land. 
 
 705 
 
 BAKEB. 
 
 A. R. COUSIN. 
 
 C. M. 
 
 There is a land of pure delight, 
 Where saints immortal reign j 
 
 Eternal day excludes the night, 
 And pleasures banish pain. 
 
 There everlasting spring abides. 
 And never-fading flowers : 
 
 Death, like a narrow sea, divides 
 That heavenly land from ours. 
 
 Sweet fields beyond the swelling flood 
 Stand dressed in living green ; 
 
 So to the Jews old Canaan stood. 
 While Jordan rolled between. 
 379 
 
 ' ■<*' 
 
HEAVEN. 
 
 3 Could we but climb where Moses stood, 
 And view the landscape o'er, — 
 Not Jordan's stream, nor death's cold Hood, 
 Should fright us from the shore. 
 
 706 
 
 I. WATia. 
 
 8.6.8.8.6. 
 
 1 There is an hour of peaceful rest 
 
 To mourning wanderers given ; 
 '.rhere is Cj joy for souls distressed, 
 A balm for every wounded breast ; 
 
 'Tis found alone in heaven. 
 
 2 There is a home for weary souls. 
 
 By sins and sorrows driven. 
 When tossed on life's tempestuous shoals. 
 Where storms arise, and ocean rolls. 
 
 And all is drear, — 'tis heaven. 
 
 3 1'here faith lifts up the tearless eye. 
 
 The heart no longer riven. 
 And views the tempest passing by. 
 Sees evening shadows quickly fly, 
 
 And all serene in heaven. 
 
 4 There fragrant flowers immortal bloom. 
 
 And joys supreme are given ; 
 There rays divine disperse the gloom ; 
 Beyond the dark and narrow tomb 
 
 Appears the dawn of heaven. 
 
 707 
 
 W. B. TAPPAN. 
 
 There is no night in heaven ; 
 In that blest world above 
 Work never can bring weariness, 
 For work itself is love. 
 
 There is no grief in heaven ; 
 For life is one glad day ; 
 And tears are of those former things 
 W^hich all have passed away. 
 
 There is no sin in heaven ; 
 Behold that blessM throng — 
 All holy is their spotless robe, 
 All holy is their song ! 
 380 
 
 S. M. 
 
HEAVEN. 
 
 I, 
 lood, 
 
 I. WATTS. 
 
 6.8.8.6. 
 
 708 
 
 Is, 
 
 irpAN. 
 S. M. 
 
 709 
 
 There is no death in heaven ; 
 For they who gain that shore 
 Have M'on their immortality, 
 And they can die no more. 
 
 Lord Jesus, be our Guide ; 
 O lead us safely on, 
 Till night and grief and sin and death 
 Are past, and heaven is won ! 
 
 V. M. KNOM.ia. 
 
 Tins is not my place of resting, — 
 
 Mine's a city yet to come ; 
 Onward to it 1 am hasting — 
 
 On to my eternal home. 
 
 In it all is light and glory ; 
 
 O'er it shines a nightless day : 
 Every trace of sin's sad story. 
 
 All the curse hath passed away. 
 
 There the Lamb, our Shepherd, leads us 
 By the streams of life along, — 
 
 On the freshest pastures feeds us, 
 Turns our sighing into song. 
 
 Soon we pass this desert dreary, 
 Soon we bid farewell to pain ; 
 
 Never more are sad or weary. 
 Never, never sin again ! 
 
 8.7. 
 
 H. BON'AR. 
 
 We speak of the realms of the blest. 
 That country so bright and so fair ; 
 
 And oft are its glories confessed ; 
 But what must it be to be there ! 
 
 We speak of its pathways of gold, 
 Its walls decked with jewels so rare, 
 
 Its wonders and pleasures untold ; 
 But what must it be to be there ! 
 
 We speak of its freedom from siii, 
 From sorrow, temptation, and care. 
 
 From trials without and within : 
 But what must it be to be there 1 
 381 
 
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 4 Do niou, Lord, 'midst pleasure or woe, 
 For lieaven our spirits prepare, 
 And shortly we also shall know 
 
 710 
 
 711 
 
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 And feel what it is to be there. 
 
 K. MIM.n. 
 
 C. M. 
 
 I When I ean read my title clear 
 To mansions in the skies, 
 I bid farewell to every fear. 
 
 And 
 
 wipe my weepmg eyes. 
 
 2 Should eart!i against mv soul engage 
 
 And iiery darts be hurled, 
 
 to'^o^j 
 
 Then I can smile at Satan's rage. 
 And face a frowning world. 
 
 3 Let cares, like a wild deluge, come, 
 
 And storms of sorrow fall ! 
 May I but safely reach my home. 
 My God, my hea\'en, my all. 
 
 4 There shall I bathe my weary soul 
 
 In seas of heavenly rest, 
 And not a wnve of troul)le i*oll 
 Across my peaceful breast. 
 
 1. WATTS. 
 
 Who are these in bright array, 
 
 This innumerable throng, 
 Hound the altar night and day, 
 
 Hymning one triumphant song ? 
 Worthy is the Lamb once slain. 
 
 Blessing, honour, glory, power, 
 Wisdom, riches to obtain ; 
 
 New dominion every hour. 
 
 These through fiery trials trod ; 
 
 These from great afflictions came ; 
 Now, before the throne of God, 
 
 Sealed with His almighty name : 
 Clad in raiment pure and white, 
 
 Victor-palms in every hand, 
 382 
 
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TnANKSGIVINO. 
 
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 MIM,S. 
 
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 fige, 
 
 Throu^li their groat liodoorner's might, 
 More tlum conquerors tliey stand. 
 
 TFuTigor, tliirst, disoaso unknown, 
 
 On immortal fruits tliey feed ; 
 Thorn the Lamh, amidst the throne, 
 
 Shall to living fountains load : 
 Joy and gladness banish sighs ; 
 
 Perfect love dispels all foars ; 
 And for over from their eyes 
 
 God shall wipe away thoir tears. 
 
 J. MONTUOMERY. 
 
 P P 
 
 712 
 
 rATTS. 
 
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 THANKSGIVING, 
 
 7s. double. 
 
 Come, ye thankful people, come, 
 liaise the song of Harvest- Home ! 
 All is safely gathered in, 
 Ere the winter storms begin : 
 (lod, our Maker, doth provide 
 For our wants to be supplied : — 
 Come to God's own temple, come, 
 liaise the song of Harvest- Home ! 
 
 All the world is God's own field, 
 Fruit unto His praise to yield ! 
 Whe.at and tares together sown, 
 Unto joy or sorrow grown ; 
 First the blade, and then the ear, 
 Then the full corn shall appear : 
 Lord of harvest, grant that we 
 Wholesome grain and pure may be. 
 
 For the Lord our God shall come. 
 And shall take His harvest home : 
 From His field shall in that day 
 All offences purge away ; 
 Give His angels charge at last 
 In the fire the tares to cast ; 
 But the fruitful ears to store 
 In His garner evermore. 
 
 383 
 
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 1 Foi'NTAIN of IIUM'Cy ! (}()(1 of lovo ! 
 
 How rich 'V\\y houiificH nro! 
 Tlu» cliaiii'iti^ seasons, ns <h(\y movo, 
 Proclaim Tliv ronstant niro. 
 
 2 Whon ill tlio bosom of tlio oarlh 
 
 Tho sowor )ii(l llu* ^'rain, 
 Thy ^'oodnoss marked its Hcorot birlh, 
 And sent tho early rain. 
 
 3 Tlu* spring's sweet inlliienee, Lord, was Tliino, 
 
 The plants in beauty ^rew ; 
 Thon ^av'st refulgent, suns to shine, 
 And soft refi(\shin;^' «lew. 
 
 4 These varied mercies from abovo 
 
 Matured tlM> swelliiiij jjfrain : 
 A kindly harvest crowns Thy lovo, 
 And plenty iills the [dain. 
 
 5 Wo own and bless Thy gracious sway, 
 
 Thy haiul all nature hails; 
 Seod-timo nor harvest, ni^dit nor Tiay, 
 Summer nor winter, fails. 
 
 6 Fountain of lovo, our praise is Thino, 
 
 To Theo our son^s we'll raise, 
 And all created nature join 
 in sweet harmonious praiso. 
 
 714 
 
 A. FLOWERUKW. 
 
 7s. (5 h'nea. 
 
 1 CloD tho Lord hath heard our prayer, 
 (rod has lijnrhtened all cur care ; 
 
 To His glorious throne on high 
 Rose His children's mournful cry : 
 llallelujah ! praises sing 
 To our Father and our King. 
 
 2 Helpless, Lord, Thy face we sought. 
 Thou hast our deliverance wrought ; 
 God, who gave us faith to pray, 
 Gives us thankful hearts to-day : 
 Hallelujah ! Lord, to Thee 
 
 feing we, though unworthily. 
 384 
 
r. M. 
 
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 kvjia Tliino, 
 
 3 Now Ww iii;;lif «)F ^'licf in ^ono, 
 
 Now with joy hrrnkH Foiili Mio morn; 
 'IVukI ill (loil, if yo wouM provo 
 All tlio I'ittlioH of 1 1 is lovo : 
 lliiiltdujuli ! priiiHo ih<^ Loni, 
 'rnist IIIh love, and [dead His word ! 
 
 4 I'miso to (»od who licai'd onr vvy ! 
 Piaiso to Olii'ist who phtadH on iiigh ! 
 y\nd Iho Holy (Jhost who ^'avo 
 Slniii^'ih our Fathor'H help to cravo : 
 WorHhip, praiso, and ^lory bo 
 
 To the blesHcd Trinity ! 
 
 M. II, WVAfr. 
 
 715 
 
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 EnnKw. 
 (i h'nes. 
 
 L. M. 
 
 1 (iHKAT (lod, RH soaHons diHiippoar, 
 And chan^eK mark the rolling' ycnv, 
 Thy favour still doth erown our days, 
 And wo would celobrato 'J'hy 2>raiso. 
 
 2 'I'ho liarvest wong wo would repeat : 
 "Thou givest uh tho linost wheat :" 
 "The joy of harvest" we have known : 
 Tho praise, O Lord, is all Thino own. 
 
 3 Our tables spread, our garners stored, 
 O give us hearts to bless Thee, Lord ; 
 Forbid it, Source oi light and love, 
 
 That hearts and lives should barren prove. 
 
 4 Another harvest comes apace : 
 Mature our spirits by Thy grace, 
 That we may calmly meet the blow 
 The sickle gives to lay us low ; — 
 
 5 That so, when angel reapers come 
 To gather sheaves to Tliy blest home, 
 Our spirits may be borne on high 
 To Thy safe garner in the sky. 
 
 ■. BVTODEK. 
 
 38s 2B 
 
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 716 
 
 1 Loud of tlie Harvest, Tliee we Iwiil ; 
 T}iine ancient promise doth not ftiil ; 
 The varying seasons haste their round ; 
 With goodness all our years are crowned : 
 
 Our thanks we pay, this holy day ; 
 O let our hearts in tune be found ! 
 
 2 When spring awakes the song of mirth, 
 When summer warms the fruitful earth, 
 When winter sweeps the naked plain. 
 Or autumn yields its ripened grain, 
 
 We still do sing, to Thee our King ; 
 Through all their changes Thou dost reign. 
 
 3 But chiefly when Thy liberal hand 
 Bestows new plenty o'er the land, — 
 When sounds of music fill the air, 
 
 As, homeward, all their treasures bear ; 
 
 With them we raise our hymn of praise 
 For we Thy common bounties share. 
 
 4 Lord of the Harvest, all is Thine, — 
 The rains that fall, the suns that shine. 
 The seed once hidden in the ground, 
 The skill that makes our fruits abound. 
 
 New every year thy gifts appear ; 
 New praises fi-om our lips shall sound. 
 
 L. M. linuH. 
 
 J. H. OURNEY, 
 
 717 
 
 6.6.4.6.6.6.4. 
 The God of harvest praise, 
 In loud thanksgiving raise 
 
 Hand, heart, and voice ; 
 The valleys smile and sing, 
 Forests and mountains ring, 
 The plains their tribute bring, 
 
 The streams rejoice. 
 
 Yea, bless His holy name. 
 And purest thanks proclaim 
 
 Through all the earth ; 
 To glory in your lot 
 Is duty, — but be not 
 God's benefits forgot, 
 
 Amidst your mirth. 
 386 
 
TIIANKSGIVINO. 
 
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 718 
 
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 H. OURNEY. 
 
 16.6.6.4. 
 
 719 
 
 The Qm\ of hjirvest pniiso ; 
 lliiiuls, hearts, ami voi<r.s iui.se, 
 
 With Hweet Jiceord ; 
 From tieUl to garner throng; 
 liearing your Hheaven nlong ; 
 And in your harvest song 
 
 Bless ye the Lord. 
 
 J. MUNTUUMERY. 
 
 Praise to God, immortal praise, 
 For the love tiiat crowns our «lays ; 
 JJounteous source of every joy, 
 Let Thy praise our tongues employ. 
 
 Flocks that whiten all the plain. 
 Yellow sheaves of ripened grain : 
 Clouds that drop their fattening dews, 
 Suns that temperate warmth diffuse. 
 
 All that spring with bounteous hand 
 Scatters o'er the smiling land ; 
 All that liberal autumn pours 
 From her rich, o'erflowing stores, — 
 
 Lord, for these our souls shall raise 
 Grateful vows and solemn praise ; 
 And wVien every blessing's flown, 
 Love Thee for Thyself alone. 
 
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 A. L. BARBAULD. 
 
 -7 
 
 Swell the anthem, raise the song ; 
 Praises to our God belong ; 
 Saints and angels join to sing 
 Praises to the heavenly King. 
 
 Blessings from His liberal hand 
 Flow .ground this happy land ; 
 Kept by Him, no foes annoy ; 
 Peace and freedom we enjoy. 
 
 Here, beneath a virtuous sway, 
 May we cheerfully obey ; 
 Never feel oppression's rod ; 
 Ever own and worship God. 
 387 
 
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 4 Hark ! the voice of nature sings 
 Praises to the King of kings ; 
 Let us join the choral song, 
 And the grateful notes prolong. 
 
 M. STAONO. 
 
 720 
 
 MARRIAGE. 
 
 721 
 
 S. M. 
 
 1 How welcome was the call, 
 
 And sweet the festal lay, 
 When Jesus deigned in Cana's hall 
 To bless the marritige day. 
 
 2 And happy was the bride, 
 
 And glad the bridegrooui's heart. 
 For He wlio tarried at their side 
 Bade grief and ill depart. 
 
 3 O I-ord of life and love, 
 
 Come Thou again to-day ; 
 And bring a blessing from above, 
 That ne'er shall pass away. 
 
 4 Before Thine altar-throne 
 
 This mercy we implore ; 
 As Thou dost knit them, Lord, in one. 
 So bless them evermore. 
 
 II. W. BAKKR. 
 
 7.6. double. 
 
 1 O Love Divine and golden. 
 
 Mysterious depth and height ! 
 To Thee the world beholden, 
 
 Looks up for life and light : 
 Love Divine and gentle, 
 
 The Blesser and the blest I 
 Beneath Thy care parental 
 
 The world lies down in rest. 
 
 2 O Love Divine and tender. 
 
 That through our homes doth move, 
 Veiled in the softened splendour 
 Of holy household love. 
 388 
 
N. STAONO. 
 
 S. M. 
 
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 It, 
 
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 BAKF.R. 
 
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 722 
 
 ove. 
 
 " 
 
 NATIONAL HYMNS. 
 
 A throne without Thy blessing 
 
 ^\'ere labour without rest, 
 A\n\ cottages, possessing 
 
 Thy blessedness, are blest. 
 
 God bless these hands united ! 
 
 God bless these hearts made one ! 
 Unsevered and unblighted 
 
 May they through life go on ! 
 Here in earth's home preparing 
 
 For the bright home above ; 
 And there for ever sharing 
 
 Its joy where "God is Love." 
 
 J. S. B. MONSELL. 
 
 NATIONAL HYMNS. 
 
 6.6.t.G.6.6.4. 
 God bless our native land ! 
 May Heaven's protecting hand 
 
 Still guard our shore ; 
 May peace her power extend, 
 Foe be transformed to friend, 
 And Britain's power depend 
 
 On war no more. 
 
 O Lord, our monarch bless 
 With strength and righteousness ; 
 
 Long may she reign ! 
 Her heart inspire and move 
 With wisdom from above ; 
 And in a nation's love 
 
 Her throne maintain. 
 
 And not this land alone, 
 But be Thy mercies known 
 
 From shore to shore. 
 Lord, make the nations see 
 That men should brothers be, 
 And form one family, 
 
 The wide world o'er ! 
 
 W. E. niCKSON. 
 
 389 
 
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NATIONAL HYMNS. 
 
 723 
 
 6.G.4.G.6.6.4. 
 God save our gracious Queen, 
 Long live our noble Queen, 
 
 God save the Queen. 
 Send her victorious, 
 Happy and glorious, 
 Long to reign over us, 
 
 God save the Queen. 
 
 Thy choicest gifts in store. 
 On her be pleased to pour. 
 
 Long may she reign. 
 May she defend our laws, 
 And ever give us cause 
 To sing with heart and voice, 
 
 God save the Queen. 
 
 724 CM. 
 
 1 Lord, while for all mankind we pray, 
 
 Of every clime and coast, 
 O hear us for our native land. 
 The land we love the most. 
 
 2 O guard our shores from every foe. 
 
 With peace our borders bless : 
 With prosperous times our cities crown, 
 Our fields with plenteousness. 
 
 3 Unite us in the sacred love 
 
 Of knowledge, truth, and Thee ; 
 And let our hills and valleys shout 
 The songs of liberty .- 
 
 4 Here may religion, pure and mild. 
 
 Upon our Sabbaths shine ; 
 And piety and virtue reign, 
 Till every heart is thine. 
 
 5 Lord of the nations, thus to Thee 
 
 Our country we commend ; 
 Be Thou her Refuge and her Trust, 
 Her everlasting Friend. 
 
 390 
 
 J. K. WRErORD. 
 
TEMPERANCE. 
 
 G.6.6.4. 
 
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 725 L. M. 
 
 1 O God of Love ! O King of Peace 1 
 Make wars throughout the world to cease ; 
 The wrath of sinful men restrain ; 
 
 Give peace, O God ! give peace again. 
 
 2 Remember, Lord, Thy works of old, 
 The wonders that our fathers told ; 
 Remember not our sin's dark stain : 
 Give peace, O God ! give peace again. 
 
 3 Whom shall we trust but Thee, O Lord ? 
 Where rest but on Thy faithful word ? 
 None ever called on Thee in vain ; 
 Give peace, O God ! give peace again. 
 
 4 Where saints and angels dwell above, 
 All hearts are knit in holy love ; 
 
 O bind us in that heavenly chain ; 
 Give peace, O God ! give peace again. 
 
 H. W. BAKER. 
 
 726 
 
 ^n, 
 
 >RD. 
 
 TEMPERANCE. 
 
 Mourn for the thousands slain, 
 The youthful and the strong ; 
 
 Mourn for the wine-cup's fearful reign, 
 And the deluded throng. 
 
 Mourn for the ruined soul, — 
 
 Eternal life and light 
 Lost by the fiery, maddening bowl. 
 
 And turned to hopeless night. 
 
 Mourn for the lost, — but call. 
 Call to the strong, the free ; 
 
 Rouse them to shun the dreadful fall, 
 And to the refuge flee. 
 
 Mourn for the lost, — but pray, 
 
 Pray to our Grod above, 
 To break the fell destroyer's sway. 
 
 S. M. 
 
 And show His saving love. 
 391 
 
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TEMPERANCE. 
 
 727 
 
 P. M. 
 
 Rescue the perishing, 
 
 Care for the dying, 
 Snatch them in pity from sin and tlie grave ; 
 
 Weep o'er the erring one, 
 
 Lift up the fallen, 
 Tell them of Jesus, the mighty to save. 
 
 Ref. — Rescue the perishing, 
 Care for the dying; 
 Jesus is merciful, 
 Jesus will save. 
 
 Though they are slighting Hira, 
 
 Still He is waiting, 
 Waiting the penitent child to receive ; 
 
 Plead with them earnestly. 
 
 Plead with them gently, 
 He will forgive if they only believe. 
 
 Down in the human heart, 
 
 Crushed by the tempter. 
 Feelings lie buried that grace can restore ; 
 
 Touched by a loving heart, 
 
 Wakened by kindness. 
 Chords that were broken will vibrate once more. 
 
 Rescue the perishing, 
 
 Duty demands it ; 
 Strength for thy labour the Lord will provide ; 
 
 Back to the narrow way 
 
 Patiently win them ; 
 Tell the poor wand'rer a Saviour has died. 
 
 F. J. VAN ALSTYNE. 
 
 728 
 
 C. M. 
 
 'Tis Thine alone, almighty Name, 
 
 To raise the dead to life, 
 The lost inebriate to reclaim 
 
 From passion's fearful strife. 
 
 What i-uin hath intemperance wrought I 
 
 How widely roll its waves ! 
 How many myriads hath it brought 
 
 To fill dishonoured graves ! 
 
 392 
 
seamen's hymns. 
 
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 3 And see, Lord, what numbers still 
 
 Are maddened by the bowl, 
 
 Led captive at the tyrant's will 
 
 In bondage, heart and soul. 
 
 4 Stretch forth Thy hand, God, our King, 
 
 And break the galling chain ; 
 Deliverance to the captive bring, 
 And end th' usurper's reign. 
 
 K. F. HATFIELB. 
 
 
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 729 L. M. 6 lints. 
 
 1 Eternal Father, strong to save. 
 
 Whose arm hath bound the restless wave. 
 Who bidd'st the mighty ocean deep 
 Its ow^n appointed limits keep ; 
 O hear us when we cry to Thee 
 For those in peril on the sea ! 
 
 2 Christ, whose voice the waters heard. 
 And hushed their raging at Thy wor<i, 
 Who walkedst on the foaming deep, 
 And calm amidst the storm didst sleep ; 
 O hear us when we cry to Thee 
 
 For those in peril on the sea ! 
 
 3 Most Holy Spirit, who didst brood 
 Upon the chaos dark and rude, 
 And bid its angry tumult cease, 
 And give, for wild confusion, peace ; 
 O hear us when we cry to Thee 
 For those in peril on the sea ! 
 
 4 O Trinity of love and power. 
 
 Our brethren shield in danger's hour ; 
 From rock and tempest, fire and foe. 
 Protect them wheresoe'er they go ; 
 Thus evermore shall rise to Thee 
 Glad hymns of praise from land and sea. 
 
 W, WniTING. 
 
 393 
 
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seamen's hymns. 
 
 730 
 
 I How are Thy servants blest, O Lord ! 
 
 C. M. 
 
 How sure is their defence ! 
 Eternal wisdom is their guide, 
 Their help Omnipotence. 
 
 2 When by the dreadful tempest borne 
 
 High on the broken wave. 
 They know Thou art not slow to hear, 
 Nor impotent to save. 
 
 3 The storm is laid, the winds retire, 
 
 Obedient to Thy will ! 
 The sea that roars at Thy command, 
 At Thy com: land is still. 
 
 4 In midst of dangers, fears, and deaths. 
 
 Thy goodness we'll adore : 
 "We'll praise Thee for Thy mercies past. 
 And humbly hope for more. 
 
 5 Our life, while Thou preservest life, 
 
 A sacrifice shall be ; 
 And death, when death shall be our lot, 
 Shall join our souls to Thee. 
 
 J, ADDISON. 
 
 731 
 
 Ts. 6 h'nes. 
 
 1 Jesus, Saviour, pilot me 
 Over life's tempestuous sea ; 
 Unknown waves before me roll. 
 Hiding rock and treacherous shoal ; 
 Chart and compass came from Thee : 
 J tjsus, Saviour, pilot me. 
 
 2 As a mother stills her child. 
 Thou canst hush the ocean wild ; 
 Boisterous waves obey Thy will 
 When Thou say'st to them, " Be still ! " 
 Wondrous Sovereign of the sea, 
 Jesus, Saviour, pilot me. 
 
 3 When at last I near the shore, 
 And the fearful breakers roar 
 
 394 
 
SEAMEN S HYMNS. 
 
 C. M. 
 
 'Twixt me and the peaceful rest, 
 Then, while leaning on Thy breast. 
 May I hear Thee say to me, 
 " Fear not, I will pilot thee ! " 
 
 732 
 
 B. HOPPRR. 
 
 Jesus, while life's seas we sail, 
 Toss'd about by many a gale, 
 Still the raging of our sea 
 As Thou did'st on Galilee. 
 
 Rocks and shoals on every hand. 
 Tides to draw us on the strand ; 
 Tempests frightful round us sweep ; 
 Thou alone canst safely keep. 
 
 When the skies are dark and drear, 
 And no guiding stars appear, 
 Let Thy light our spirits cheer ; 
 Show us then the way to steer. 
 
 If becalmed our vessel lies, 
 Slumbering winds refuse to rise, 
 Spirit, gently o'er us move ; 
 Waft us towards the port above. 
 
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 733 
 
 J. SPENCER, 
 
 L. M. 
 
 The billows swell ; the winds are high ; 
 
 Clouds overcast my wintry sky : 
 
 Out of the depths to Thee I call ; 
 
 My fears are great, my strength is small. 
 
 O Lord, the pilot's part perform. 
 And guide and guard me through the storm ; 
 Defend *me from each threatening ill ; 
 Control the waves ; say, " Peace ! be still." 
 
 Amidst the roaring of the sea. 
 My soul still hangs her hope on Thee ; 
 Thy constant love, Thy faithful care, 
 Is all that saves me from despair. 
 
 Dangers of ev^ery shape and name 
 Attend the followers of the Lamb, 
 Who leave the world's deceitful shore, 
 And leave it to return no more. 
 
 395 
 
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 734 
 
 735 
 
 Thoiigli toinpost-tossed, and half a wrock, 
 My Saviour through the floods I sook ; 
 Lot iKUtlior winds nor stormy rain 
 Force back my shattered bark jigaiu. 
 
 W. COWl'Kll. 
 
 C. M. 
 
 We come, O Lord, before Thy throne, 
 
 And, with united plea, 
 We moot and pray for those who roam 
 
 Far off upon the sen. 
 
 O may the Holy Spirit bow 
 
 The sailor's heart to Thee, 
 Till tears of deep repentance flow, 
 
 Like rain-drops in the sea ! 
 Then may a Saviour's dying lovo 
 
 Pour [)eace into his breast, 
 And waft him to the port above 
 
 Of everlasting rest. 
 
 J, SPAULDINO. 
 
 T-. M. 
 
 When, marshalled on the nightly plain, 
 The glittering hoit bestud the sky, 
 One star alone, of all the train, 
 Can fix the sinner's wandering eye. 
 
 Hark ! hark ! to God the chorus breaks. 
 From every host, from every gem ; 
 But one alone the Saviour speaks, — 
 It is the Star of Bethlehem ! 
 
 Once on the raging seas I rode ; 
 The storm was loud, the night was dark ; 
 Tlie ocean yawned, and rudely blowed 
 The wind that tossed my foundering bark. 
 Deep horror then my vitals froze ; 
 Death-struck, I ceased the tide to stem ; 
 When suddenly a star arose, — 
 It was the Star of Bethlehem ! 
 It was my guide, my light, my all ; 
 It bade my dark forebodings cease ; 
 And, through the storm and danger's thrall, 
 It led me to the port of peace. 
 396 
 
ANNIVERSAUY HYMNS. 
 
 6 Now, safely moored, my perils o'er, 
 I'll sing, first in night'H diadem, 
 For ever, and for evermore, — 
 The St'ir— the Star of Bethlehem ! 
 
 JI. K. WIIITK. 
 
 736 
 
 ANNIVERSARY HYMNS 
 
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 PAITLDINO. 
 
 1 From distant places of our land, 
 JJohold us. Lord, before TJiee stand ; 
 Our hearts engaged to Thee, we raise 
 United prayer, united praise. 
 
 2 lilest be the hand whoso guardian power 
 ira,s ke[>t us to this present hour ; 
 IJlest be the grace that bids us meet 
 Jjefore Thy throne, in union sweet. 
 
 3 l^hrough toils and trials we have conje, 
 And grief has veiled the lot of some ; 
 But now, exulting in Thy care, 
 
 We meet each other's joy to share. 
 
 4 We meet, O God, that through our land. 
 The churches planted by Thy hand. 
 From error, weakness, discord, free, 
 May bloom, like gardens blest by Thee. 
 
 5 We meet abroad the news to send 
 
 Of Christ the Lord, the sinner's friend. 
 Till, to the earth's remotest bound. 
 Has pealed the soul-reviving sound. 
 
 6 Smile on us. Lord, and in this place 
 Display the glory of Thy face ; 
 Here to our gathered tribes be given, 
 A gladdening antepast of heaven. 
 
 W. ti. ALEXANDER, 
 
 737 L. M. 
 
 I Gladsome we hail this day's return ; 
 In God's great name again we meet ; 
 Our hearts once more within us burn, 
 And our communion shall be sweet. 
 397 
 
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 2 We bless Tliee, Lord, for all the good 
 Thy liberal hand has freely given ; 
 For grace by which our feet have stood 
 In ways that lead the soul to heaven, 
 
 3 For all the mercies of the past 
 We join in songs of filial praise ; 
 Around us now Thy favour cast, 
 Thou Guide and Guardian of our days. 
 
 4 'Twas by Thy Spirit's kindling flame 
 Thy servants felt their bosoms glow, 
 And in Thy all-sustaining name, 
 'i'hey still with hallowed ardour go. 
 
 5 More strength we crave, more love, more zeal, 
 That we may follow Christ, and Use 
 
 To labour for our brethren's weal, 
 And unto Thee the glory give ! 
 
 DAWSON BURNS. 
 
 738 L. M. 
 
 1 Pour out Thy Spirit from on high ; 
 Lord ! Thine assembled servants bless ; 
 Graces and gifts to each supply, 
 
 And clothe us all with righteousness. 
 
 2 Wisdom and zeal and faith impart. 
 Firmness with meekness, from above. 
 To bear Thy people on our heart, 
 
 And love the souls whom Thou dost love ; - - 
 
 3 To watch and pray, and never faint ; 
 By day and night strict guard to keep ; 
 To warn the sinner, cheer the saint, 
 Nourish Thy lambs, and feed Thy sheep. 
 
 4 Then, when our work is finished here, 
 In humble hope our charge resign ; 
 When the Chief Shepherd shall appear, 
 O God ! may they and we be Thine ! 
 
 739 
 
 J. MONiaOMERY. 
 
 S. M. 
 
 The Fathers, where aie they ? 
 
 The sainted men of God 
 Who once, their hearts aglow with love, 
 
 These hills and valleys trod. 
 398 
 
ANNIVERSARY HYMNS. 
 
 )re zeal, 
 
 ON BURNS. 
 
 L. M. 
 
 2 We look for them in vain ; 
 
 They left us one by one : 
 " (Jome home," a voice celestial cried ; 
 "Thy work on earth is done." 
 
 3 Dear Saviour, Thou didst speak : 
 
 It was Thy sweet behest ; 
 The call to toil is Thine, and Thine 
 The call to endless rest. 
 
 4 The Fathers are with Thee ; 
 
 Thy glory they behold, 
 As now, within the pearly gates, 
 They walk the streets of gold. 
 
 5 There, too, may we be found, 
 
 When ends life's Heeting day ; 
 Our work well done, and Thine the call 
 That summons us away. 
 
 U. 8, liUUlCAUE. 
 
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 S. M. 
 
 740 L. M. 
 
 1 With sacred joy, dear Lord, we meet 
 Before Thy radiant mercy seat ; 
 
 We come from far, we come from near. 
 Thy face to see, Thy voice to hear. 
 
 2 Accept the work our hands have done ; 
 Accept our praise for triumphs won ; 
 Our faith, our zeal, our strength increase, 
 And o'er us breathe divinest peace. 
 
 3 Let all unite, with glad accord, 
 To magnify our Saviour Lord ; 
 Thy various gifts are large and free, 
 So let our grateful offerings be. 
 
 4 The cause on which our hearts are set, 
 Invites to grander service yet, 
 
 Demands our time, our thoughts, our prayers, 
 And well repays our toils and cares. 
 
 5 Be near to counsel, guide, and bless ; 
 Thy presence, Lord, insures success ; 
 Surpass Thy wonders wrought of old, 
 Increase Thy flock, and guard Thy fold. 
 
 399 
 
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OPKNIN(} AND CLOSING YEAH. 
 
 5 III every lieiirt assert Thy ri^lit, 
 Fill all the worM witli Gospel light, 
 Lot ttll iimnkiiul Thy voice obey, 
 And speed redemption's crowning day. 
 
 J. CLAHK. 
 
 OPENING AND CLOSING YEAR. 
 
 741 7.0. double. 
 
 1 Another year of labour, 
 
 And labour not in vain ; 
 Vov while the seed we've jdanted, 
 
 Crod gave the promised rain. 
 His love has been our comfort, 
 
 His strength has been our stay, 
 Hold fast His hand, march onward, 
 
 Still trusting day by day. 
 
 2 Hold fast His hand, march onward. 
 
 The reaping soon will come. 
 And then our harvest bearing. 
 
 We'll gladly gather home. 
 Toil on, O Christian workers, 
 
 To each and all we say, 
 Hold fast His hand, march onward. 
 
 Still trusting day by day. 
 
 3 O blessed, blessed harvest 
 
 Of souls for Christ our King, 
 When we who toil in weakness 
 
 With joy our fruit shall bring. 
 Then let us not be weary, 
 
 But work and watch an(i pray ; 
 Hold fast His hand, march onward, 
 
 Still trusting day by day. 
 
 r. J. VAN ALSTYNE. 
 
 742 
 
 Awake, ye saints, and raise your eyes, 
 And raise your voices high ; 
 
 Awake and praise the sovereign love, 
 That shows salvation nigh. 
 400 
 
 C. M. 
 
OPENING AND CLOSING YKAR. 
 
 2 On nil the wings of time it flies : 
 
 Kach moment brings it near ; 
 Then welcome each declining day ! 
 Welcome each closing year ! 
 
 3 Not many years their round shall run 
 
 Not many mornings rise, 
 Kre all its glories stand revealed 
 To our admiring eyes. 
 
 4 Ye wheels of n it':re, speed your course ; 
 
 Ye mortal powers, decay ; 
 Fast as ye bring the night of death, 
 Ye bring eternal day. 
 
 i>. liumtHinuK. 
 
 743 1'. M. 
 
 1 Come, let us anew our journey pursue, 
 
 Roll round with the year, 
 And never stand still till the Master appear. 
 His adorable will let us gladly fulfil, 
 
 And our talents improve, 
 By the patience of hope and the labour of love. 
 
 2 Our life is a dream ; our time, as a stream, 
 
 Glides swiftly away. 
 And the fugitive moment refuses to stay. 
 The aiTow is flown — the moment is gone ; 
 
 The millennial year 
 Rushes on to our view, and eternity's here. 
 
 3 that each in the day of His coming may say, 
 
 " I have fought my way through ; 
 I have finished the work Thou didst give me to do ! " 
 O that each from his Lord may receive the glad 
 word, 
 
 " Well and faithfully done ! 
 Enter into my joy, and sit down on my throne ! " 
 
 C. WUULEY. 
 
 744 
 
 L. M. 
 
 Eternal Source of every joy. 
 
 Thy praise may well our lips employ, 
 
 While in Thy temple we appear, 
 
 AVhose goodness crowns the circling year. 
 
 40I 
 
 2 t; 
 
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OPENING AND CLOSING YEAR. 
 
 2 Wide as the wheels of luiture roll, 
 Thy hand supports the steady \w\\ ; 
 The sun is taught by Thee to rise, 
 And darkness when to veil the skies. 
 
 3 The flowery spr' ^cr, at Thy command, 
 Embalms the ai)* and paints the land ; 
 The summer rays with vigour shine, 
 To raise the corn and cheer the vine. 
 
 4 Thy hand in autumn richly pours 
 Through all our coasts abundant stores ; 
 And winters', softened by Thy care, 
 
 No more a dreary aspect wear. 
 
 5 Still be the cheerful homage paid 
 With morning light and evening shade ; 
 Seasons, and months, and weeks, and days, 
 Demand successive songs of praise. 
 
 V. UUUDKIDOE. 
 
 745 
 
 I 
 
 1 For 'J'hy mercy and Thy grace 
 
 Constant through .another year, 
 Hear our song of thankfulness ; 
 Father and Redeemer, hear ! 
 
 2 In our weakness and distress, 
 
 Rock of Strength ! be Thou our stay; 
 In the pathless wilderness 
 Be our true and living Way. 
 
 3 Who of us death's awful road 
 
 In the coming year shall tread ; 
 With Thy rod and staff, O God, 
 Comfort Thou his dying bed. 
 
 4 Keep us faithful, keep us pure. 
 
 Keep us evermore Thine own ; 
 Help, O help us to endure, 
 Fit us for the promised crown. 
 
 5 So within Thy palace gate 
 
 We shall praise, on golden strings, 
 Thee, the only Potentate, 
 
 Lord of lords and King of kings. 
 
 7s. 
 
 H. DOWMTON. 
 
 402 
 
OPENING AND CLOSING YEAR. 
 
 IS. 
 
 id; 
 ores 
 
 bade ; 
 nd days, 
 
 UUUDKIDGE. 
 
 7s. 
 
 stay ; 
 
 s. 
 
 DOWNTOM. 
 
 746 L.M. 
 
 1 Great God, we sing that mighty hand, 
 By which supported still we stand ; 
 The opening year Thy mercy shows ; 
 Let mercy crown it till it close. 
 
 2 By day, by night, at home, abroad, 
 Still we are guarded by our God ; 
 By His incessant bounty fed, 
 
 By His unerring counsel led. 
 
 3 With grateful hearts the past we own ; 
 The future, — all to us unknown,- 
 
 We tu Thy guardian care commit, 
 And peaceful leave before Thy feet. 
 
 4 In scenes exalted or depressed. 
 
 Be Thou our joy and Thou our rest ; 
 Thy goodness all our hopes shall raise, 
 Adored through all our changing days. 
 
 p. UODDUIDGB. 
 
 747 8.7.8.7.7.7. 
 
 1 Help, Lord Jesus, let Thy blessing. 
 
 Rest upo. this opening year, 
 May we now, new strength possessing, 
 
 Walk in love and holy fear. 
 Dearest Saviour, speed our way, 
 Strength bestow from day to day. 
 
 2 M.iy our prayers and supplications 
 
 To Thy throne of grace ascend ; 
 May no foolish, vain oblations, 
 
 Weary Thee, our dearest Friend ; 
 May we love Thee more and more. 
 Serve and honour and adore ! 
 
 3 Jesus, Thou our footsteps guiding, 
 
 May we never stray from Thee ; 
 Jesus, near us still abiding. 
 
 Thou our constant Guardian be I 
 Jesus, Thou our thoughts inspire; 
 Jesus, be our heart's desire I 
 403 
 
 Ifll 
 
OPKNING AND CLOSINCr YEAR. 
 
 4 Saviour, when this year is closing', 
 Marked by mercies large and free, 
 INI ay we, in Thy love reposing, 
 
 Leave the future all with Thee ; 
 CJladly in Thy courts appear, 
 Gladly wait Thy summons here ! 
 
 J. KiiHT, trana. hy f. II, 
 
 748 
 
 749 
 
 IH'JJN, 
 
 C. M. 
 
 Our Father, tin-ough the coming year 
 We know not what shall be ; 
 
 But we would leave without a fear 
 Its ordering all to T'hee. 
 
 It may be we shall toil in vain 
 For what the world holds fair ; 
 
 And all the good we thought to gain, 
 Deceive and prove but care. 
 
 It may he it shall darkly blend 
 Our love with anxious fears, 
 
 And snatch away the valued friend. 
 The tried of many years. 
 
 But calmly, Lord, on Thee we rest ; 
 
 No fears our trust shall move ; 
 Thou knowest what for each is best, 
 
 And Thou art perfect Love. 
 
 W. (lASKKLL, 
 
 L. M. 
 
 Our Helper, God ! we bless Thy name. 
 Whose love for ever is the same ; 
 The tokens of Thy gracious care 
 Open, and crown, and close the year. 
 
 Amid ten thousand snares we stand. 
 Supported by Thy guai-dian hand ; 
 And see, when we review our ways. 
 Ten thousand monuments of praise. 
 
 Thus far Thine arm has led us on ; 
 Thus far we make Thy mercy known ; 
 And while we tread tins desert land, 
 New mercies shall new songs demand. 
 404 
 
OPENING AND CLOSING YEAR. 
 
 V. 11. Ul'NN. 
 
 C. M. 
 ear 
 
 Our f^rateful souls, on Jordan's sliore, 
 Shall raise one sacred pillar more ; 
 Then hoar in Thy bright courts above, 
 Inscriptions of immortal lovj. 
 
 'i. :iii 
 
 750 
 
 I 
 
 V. UUUDRIDdB. 
 
 C. M. 
 
 iin. 
 
 1, 
 
 f. (tASKKLL. 
 
 L. M. 
 
 ime 
 
 Rematik, my soul, the narrow bound 
 
 Of each revolving year ; 
 How swift the weeks complete their round ! 
 
 ITow short the months appear ! 
 
 So fast Paternity comes on, 
 
 And that important day 
 When all that mortal life hath done 
 
 God's judgment shall survey. 
 
 Awake, O God, my careless heart 
 
 Its great concerns to see, 
 That I niay act the Christian part, 
 
 And give the year to Thee. 
 
 So shall their course more grateful roll. 
 
 If future years arise ; 
 Or this shall bear my waiting soul 
 
 To joy beyond the skies. 
 
 II 
 
 751 
 
 p. nonDRiDfiB. 
 
 7s. double. 
 
 II. 
 
 m 
 
 While with ceaseless course the sun 
 
 Hasted through the former year, 
 Many souls their race have run, 
 
 Never more to meet us hei-e : 
 Fixed in an eternal state, 
 
 They have done with all below ; 
 We a little longer wait. 
 
 But how little, none can know. 
 
 As the winged arrow flies. 
 
 Speedily the mark to find ; 
 As the lightning from the skies 
 
 Darts, and leaves no trace behind : 
 Swiftly thus our fleeting days 
 
 Bear us down life's rapid stream ; 
 Upward, Lord, our spirits raise. 
 
 All below is but a dream. 
 40S 
 
OPENING AND CLOSING YEAR. 
 
 Thanks for mercies past receive ; 
 
 Pardon of our sins renew ; 
 Teach us, henceforth, how to live 
 
 With Eternity in view : 
 Bless Thy Word to young and old ; 
 
 Fill us with a S:;viour*s love ; 
 And, when life's short tale is told, 
 
 May we dwell with Thee above. 
 
 J. NEWTON. 
 
 406 
 
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INDEX OF FIRST LINES. 
 
 nVMM 
 
 A BROKEN heart, my God, my King 339 
 
 A debtor to mercy alone 525 
 
 A few morej'ears shuU roll 664 
 
 A thousand blessings on the place 630 
 
 A throne of grace! then let us go 4x8 
 
 Abide with me, fast falls the eventide 82 
 
 According to Thy gracious word 584 
 
 Again our earthly cares we leave i 
 
 Ah ! how shall fallen man 283 
 
 Ah ! whither should I go 443 
 
 Alas! and did my Saviour bleed 182 
 
 Alas! what hourly dangers rise 450 
 
 Alleluia ! Alleluia ! hearts to heaven and voices raise tq2 
 
 All hail the power of Jesus' name 206 
 
 Almost persuaded now to believe 604 
 
 Always with us, always with us 526 
 
 Amazing grace ! how sweet the sound 131 
 
 Amazing sight ! the Saviour stands 301 
 
 Am I a soldier of the Cross 451 
 
 Amidst us our Beloved stands 585 
 
 And can I yet delay 340 
 
 And canst thou, sinner, slight 302 
 
 And did the Holy and the Just 288 
 
 And dost Thou say, "Ask what thou wilt?" 419 
 
 And must I part with »ill I have 471 
 
 And will the Judge descend 689 
 
 Angels from the realms of glory 148 
 
 Angels, roll the rock away 193 
 
 Another six days' work is done 63 
 
 Another year of labour 741 
 
 Approach my soul, the mercy-seat 341 
 
 Aiise, my soul, and bless the Lord 2 
 
 Arise, my soul, arise 352 
 
 Arise, my soul, my joyful powers 3 
 
 409 
 
INDEX OF FIRST LINES. 
 
 HYMN 
 
 Arise, O King of grace, arise 656 
 
 Arise, ye saints, arise 353 
 
 Arm of tlie Lr»'d, awake, awake 640 
 
 Art thou weary, art thou langui<l 303 
 
 As with gladness men of old 149 
 
 Asleep in Jesus ! blessed sleep 665 
 
 Assembled at Thy great command 641 
 
 At evening-time, when day is done 85 
 
 At even, ere the sun was set ,...'. 83 
 
 At the name of Jesus 219 
 
 Awake, and sing the song 220 
 
 Awake, my soul, and with the sun 84 
 
 Awake, my soul ; awake, my tongue 4 
 
 Awake, my soul, to grateful lays 221 
 
 Awake, my soul, stretch every nerve 452 
 
 Awake, our souls ; away our fears 453 
 
 Awake, ye saints, and raise your eyes 742 
 
 Awaked by Sinai's awful sound 284 
 
 Before Jehovah's awful throne S 
 
 Begin, my tongue, some heavenly theme loi 
 
 Begone, unbelief, my Saviour is near 354 
 
 Behold a stranger at the door 304 
 
 Behold ! behold the Lamb of God 289 
 
 Behold the glories of the Lamb 207 
 
 Beliold the mountain of the Lord 642 
 
 Behold the sin-atoning Lamb 290 
 
 Behold the sure foundation 561 
 
 Behold the throne of grace 398 
 
 Behold, what wondrous grace 550 
 
 Be merciful to us! O God 6 
 
 Beneath Thy wing! O God 355 
 
 Be Thou, O God, exalted high 7 
 
 Bless, O my soul, the living God 102 
 
 Blessed are the sons of God 551 
 
 Blessed fountain, full of grace 552 
 
 Blessed Saviour! Thee I love 472 
 
 Blest be the dear uniting love 516 
 
 Blest are the pure in heart 553 
 
 Blest be the tie that binds 517 
 
 Blest feast of love divine 586 
 
 Blest hour when mortal man retires 64 
 
 Blow ye the trumpet, blow 305 
 
 Break thou the bread of life 8 
 
 Brief life is here our portion 694 
 
 Brightest and best of the sons of the morning 150 
 
 Brightly gleams our banner 386 
 
 410 
 
HYMN 
 
 ...656 
 
 ■••353 
 , . .640 
 
 •303 
 ...149 
 
 ...641 
 ... 85 
 ... 83 
 ,..219 
 
 ...22o 
 ,.. 84 
 
 ... 4 
 ...221 
 
 .••452 
 
 ■•453 
 ,..742 
 ,..284 
 
 ■•• 5 
 
 ,..IOI 
 
 .•354 
 ■.304 
 ,..289 
 
 ..207 
 ..642 
 ..290 
 ..561 
 ..398 
 ••SSo 
 .. 6 
 •■355 
 .. 7 
 . . 102 
 
 ••551 
 • ■552 
 .472 
 ..516 
 ..553 
 ..517 
 ..586 
 .. 64 
 ..305 
 .. 8 
 ..694 
 ..150 
 ..386 
 
 
 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. 
 
 HYMN 
 
 Brond is the road that leads to death 306 
 
 Buried beneath the y ield iug wave 572 
 
 By Christ redeemed, in Christ restored 587 
 
 By cool Siloam's shady rill 631 
 
 Call them in, the |»oor, the wretched 497 
 
 Ca'.m on the listening ear of night 151 
 
 Cait thy bread upon the waters ..i 498 
 
 Catt thy burden on the Lord 486 
 
 Chief of sinners though I be 291 
 
 Childhood's years are passing o'er us 632 
 
 Children of the heavenly King 554 
 
 Children's voices high in heaven 633 
 
 Christ is coming, let creation 683 
 
 Christ is our corner-stone 657 
 
 Christ, of all my hopes the ground 473 
 
 Christ, the Lord, is risen to-day 194 
 
 Christ the Lord is risen again 208 
 
 Christ, whose glory fills the skies 161 
 
 Come, dearest Lord, descend and dwell 399 
 
 Come, gracious Spirit, heavenly Dove 254 
 
 Come, happy souls, adore the Lamb 573 
 
 Come, happy souls, approach your God 307 
 
 Come hither, all ye weary souls 308 
 
 Come, Holy Ghost, in love 253 
 
 Come, Holy Spirit, come 252 
 
 Come, Holy Spirit, Dove divine 574 
 
 Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove 255 
 
 Come in, thou blessed of the Lord 582 
 
 Come, Jesus, Redeemer, aoide Tiiou witii me 222 
 
 Come, King of glory, come 658 
 
 Come, let us anew our journey pursue 743 
 
 Come, let us join our cheerful songs 223 
 
 Come, let us join our friends above 518 
 
 Come, let us lift our joyful eyes 9 
 
 Come, my soul, thy suit prepare 421 
 
 Come, O my soul! in sacred liys 10 
 
 Come, see the place where Jesus lay 195 
 
 Come, sinner, to the gospel feast 310 
 
 Come, sinners, to the gospel feast 309 
 
 Come, sound His praise abroad n 
 
 Come, Spirit of the Lord 257 
 
 Come, Thou almighty King 103 
 
 Come, Thou Desire of all Thy saints la 
 
 Come, Thou Fount of every blessing 400 
 
 Come, Thou long-expected Jesus 152 
 
 Come to the house of prayer 13 
 
 4M 
 
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INDEX CF FIRST LIN IS. 
 
 IIYMN 
 
 f me unto Me, ye weary 311 
 
 Come, weary rouIr, with Bin distressed 312 
 
 Come, wo that love the Lord 387 
 
 Come, ye disconsolate 420 
 
 Come, ye sinnerH, poor and wretched 313 
 
 Come, ye thankful people, come 712 
 
 Come, ye that know an<l fear the Lord 104 
 
 Come, ye "that love the Saviour's name 22 ^ 
 
 Complete in Thee, no work of mine 527 
 
 I Vown Him witli many crowns 226 
 
 Crown His head with endless blessing 225 
 
 Daughteu of Zion, from the dust 643 
 
 Day by day the manna fell 356 
 
 Day of judgment, day of wonders 690 
 
 Dear Father, to Thy mercy-seat ^22 
 
 Dear Refuge of my weary soul 528 
 
 Dear Saviour, we are Tliine 529 
 
 Deep are the wounds wliich sin has made 162 
 
 Delay not, dehiy not; O sinner, draw near 314 
 
 Depth of mercy, can there bo 342 
 
 Did Christ o'er sinners weep 315 
 
 Didst Thou, dear Saviour, suffer shame 474 
 
 Dismiss me not Thy service, Lord 499 
 
 Do we not know that solemn word 576 
 
 Down to the sacred wave 575 
 
 Early, my God, without delay 14 
 
 Eternal Father, strong to save 729 
 
 Eternal Source of every joy . .744 
 
 Eternal Spirit, we confess 256 
 
 Fading, still fading, the last beam is shining 86 
 
 Far as Thy name is known 562 
 
 Far from my thoughts, vain world, be gone 15 
 
 Father, again in Jesus' name we meet 424 
 
 Father and Friend, Thy light, Tliy love 105 
 
 Father, I know that all my life 487 
 
 Father, in high heaven dwelling 87 
 
 Father of heaven, whose love profound 106 
 
 Father of love and power 88 
 
 Father of mercies, bow Thine ear 595 
 
 Father of mercies, in Thy word 271 
 
 Father of mercies, send Thy grace 519 
 
 Father! whate'er of earthly bliss 401 
 
 Firm as the earth, Thy gospel stands 530 
 
 For ever with the Lord 695 
 
 412 
 
INDEX OP FIRST LINES. 
 
 I 
 
 HYMN 
 
 For thee, O dear, dear country 696 
 
 For Thy mercy and Thy grace 745 
 
 Forth in Thy name, O Lord, I go 500 
 
 Forward be our watcliword 454 
 
 Fountain of good ! to own Thy love 501 
 
 Fountain of grace ! rich, full and free 555 
 
 Fountain of mercy ! God of love 713 
 
 From distant places of our land 736 
 
 From all who dwell below the skies 16 
 
 From every stornjy wind that blows 423 
 
 From Greenland's icy mountains 644 
 
 From the cross uplifted high 316 
 
 From Thy dear pierced side 183 
 
 From whence doth this union arise 520 
 
 Gkntly, Lord, O gently lead us 425 
 
 (live me the wings of faith to rise 45: 
 
 Give to our God immortal praise 17 
 
 Give to the winds thy feara 531 
 
 Gladsome we hail this day's return 737 
 
 Glorious things of Thee are spoken 563 
 
 Glory to God on high 228 
 
 Glory be to C jd the Father 107 
 
 Glory, glory everlasting 227 
 
 Glory, glory, to our King 209 
 
 Glory to Thee, my God, this night 89 
 
 God bless our native land 722 
 
 God calling, yet shall I not hear 317 
 
 God in the gospel of His Son 272 
 
 God is Love, His mercy brightens 108 
 
 God is the Refuge of His saints 132 
 
 God moves in a mysterious way 133 
 
 God, my supporter and my hope 134 
 
 God of mercy, God of grace. Hear 285 
 
 God of mercy, God of grace, Show 18 
 
 God of the world, Thy glories shine 109 
 
 God save our gracious Queen 723 
 
 God the Lord hath heard our prayer 714 
 
 God with us, O glorious name 163 
 
 God's glory is a wondrous thing 556 
 
 Go, labour on! spend and be spent 502 
 
 Go, preach my gospel, saith the Lord 645 
 
 Go, ye messenger of God 646 
 
 Grace, 'tis a charming sound 13S 
 
 Gracious Spirit, dwell with me 259 
 
 Gracious Spirit, Love divine 258 
 
 Great God, as seasons disappear 715 
 
 4»3 
 
INDEX OF FIRST LINKS. 
 
 I 
 
 IIVMV 
 
 Oreat Ood, attend while Zioii siiiga 19 
 
 Grent Ood, how infinite art Thou 110 
 
 Oreat God, now oondeHcend 634 
 
 Great God, wo sing that mighty hand 746 
 
 Guide me, O Thou great Johovah 426 
 
 Had I the tongues of Greeks and Jews 521 
 
 Hail the day that boos Him rlHe 196 
 
 Hail, Thou God of grace and glory 20 
 
 Hail to the Lord's Anointed 647 
 
 Hallelujah 1 raise, O raise 21 
 
 Hark, hark, my soul 153 
 
 Hark, my soul ! it in the Lord 379 
 
 Hark ! ten thousand harps and voices 229 
 
 Hark ! the glad sound, the Saviour comes 154 
 
 Hark ! the herald angtds sing 155 
 
 Hark ! the song of jubilee 648 
 
 Hark ! the voice of Jesus 503 
 
 Hark ! the voice of love and mercy 184 
 
 Haste, O sinner; now be wise 319 
 
 Haste, traveller, haste ! the night comes on 318 
 
 Hear what the voice from heaven proclaims 666 
 
 He has come, the Christ of God 156 
 
 He dies! the Friend of sinners dies 185 
 
 He lives. He lives! and sits above 210 
 
 He is gone, a cloud of light 197 
 
 He that goeth forth with weeping 504 
 
 Help, Lord Jesus, let Thy blessing 747 
 
 Here at Thy cross, incarnate God 532 
 
 Here in Thy name, eternal God 659 
 
 High in the heavens, eternal God iii 
 
 Holy and reverend is the name 22 
 
 Holy Ghost, the infinite 261 
 
 Holy Ghost, with light divine 260 
 
 Holy, holy, holy, Lord 23 
 
 Holy, holy, holy, Lord God Almighty 112 
 
 Holy source of consolation 262 
 
 Holy Spirit, from on high 263 
 
 How are Thy sei'vants blest, O Lord 730 
 
 How beauteous are their feet 596 
 
 How beauteous on the mountains 597 
 
 How beauteous were the marks divine 164 
 
 How blest the righteous when he dies 667 
 
 How blest the sacred tie that binds 522 
 
 How can I sink with such a prop ^33 
 
 How charming is the place 24 
 
 How condescending and how kind 186 
 
 414 
 
INDEX OF FIHST LINES. 
 
 HYMN 
 
 ... 19 
 ...no 
 ...634 
 ...746 
 ...436 
 
 ...521 
 ...196 
 ... 20 
 ...647 
 ... 21 
 .•■XS3 
 
 • ••379 
 ...229 
 
 ...154 
 
 ••.155 
 ...648 
 
 • ••503 
 ...184 
 
 ...319 
 ...318 
 ...666 
 
 ...156 
 ...185 
 
 ...210 
 ...197 
 ...504 
 
 ■ ■•747 
 
 ■••■53'-i 
 ...659 
 
 ...HI 
 
 ... 22 
 ...261 
 ....260 
 .... 23 
 ....112 
 ....262 
 
 ■ ...263 
 ....730 
 ....596 
 
 •■••597 
 ....164 
 ....667 
 ....522 
 
 ■ ■■^533 
 .... 24 
 ....i86 
 
 IIV5l?f 
 
 How did my heart rejoice to heur a6 
 
 How firm a foundation, yo Baints 534 
 
 How gentle God's cotumaiids 535 
 
 How great the wisdom, power, and grace 330 
 
 How oft have sin and Satan strove 5,36 
 
 How pleasant, how divinely fair 35 
 
 How precious is the book divine 973 
 
 How sad our state by natupe is 343 
 
 How shall the young secure their hearts ..374 
 
 How sweet and awful is the place 588 
 
 How sweet the name of Jesus sounds 931 
 
 How sweet, how heavenly is the siyht 523 
 
 How sweetly flowed the gospel sound 165 
 
 How tender is Thy hand 488 
 
 How welcome was the call 720 
 
 I AM Thine, O Lord, I have heard Tliy voice 605 
 
 I JdesH the Christ of God 357 
 
 I could not do without Thee 358 
 
 I gave my life for thee 606 
 
 I give my heart to Thee 47S 
 
 I hear the Saviour say .607 
 
 I hear the words of love 538 
 
 I heard the voice of Jesus say 388 
 
 I know that my Redeemer lives an 
 
 I lay my sins on Jesus 359 
 
 I love Thy kingdom, Lord 564 
 
 I need Tliee eveiy hour 608 
 
 I need Thee, precious Jesus 360 
 
 I send the joys of earth away 489 
 
 I sing the almighty power of God 114 
 
 I was a wandering sheep i66 
 
 I would not live alway 669 
 
 1 would the precious time redeem 505 
 
 If God is mine, then present things 537 
 
 I'm not ashamed to own my Lord 539 
 
 In all my Lord's appointed ways 577 
 
 In all my vast concerns 113 
 
 In evil luig I took delight 187 
 
 In full and glad surrender 476 
 
 In h eavenly love abiding 540 
 
 In the cross of Christ I glory 188 
 
 In the dark and cloudy day 361 
 
 In Thy name, O Lord, assembling 27 
 
 In vain we seek for peace with God 293 
 
 Is this the kind return 444 
 
 It cume upon the midnight clear 157 
 
 415 
 
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INDEX OF FIRST LINES. 
 
 HVMN 
 
 It is not death to die 668 
 
 It is Thy hauil, my Goil 490 
 
 tFKHoVAH reigi'P, His throne is liigh 115 
 
 Jerusalem ! my glorious home 697 
 
 •Terusiileni the golden 698 
 
 Jesus ! and shall it ever be 436 
 
 Jesus, assembled in Thy name 28 
 
 Jesus calls us o'er the tuumlt 506 
 
 Jesus comes, His confli(;t over 198 
 
 Jesus, hail ! enthroned in glory 212 
 
 Jesus, I love Thy charming uiime 380 
 
 Jesus, I my cross have taken 477 
 
 Jesus, keep me near the cross 609 
 
 Jesus, Lamb of God, for me 344 
 
 Jesus, lover of my soul 542 
 
 Jesus, Master, whose I am 478 
 
 Jesus, merciful and mild .402 
 
 Jesus, my all, to heaven is gone 389 
 
 Jesus, my Lord, my God 403 
 
 Jisus, Saviour, pilot me 731 
 
 Jesus shall reign where'er the sun 649 
 
 Jesus sinners will receive 320 
 
 Jesus, still lead on 427 
 
 Jesus, the sinner's Friend, to Thee 345 
 
 Jesus, the very thought of Tliee 390 
 
 Jesus these eyes have never seen 381 
 
 Jesus ! Thou art the sinner's Friend 346 
 
 Jesus, Thou joy of loving hearts 391 
 
 Jesus, Thou source of calm repose 167 
 
 Jesus, Thy boundless love to me 382 
 
 Jesus, Thy name I love 383 
 
 Jesus, Thy srjvereign grace we bless 583 
 
 Jesus, we look to Thee 29 
 
 Jesus, while life's seas we sail 732 
 
 Josus, where'er Tliy people meet 30 
 
 Jesus, who knows full well 428 
 
 Join all the glorious names 213 
 
 Joy to the world, the Lord has con»e 158 
 
 Joyful be the hours to-dny 232 
 
 Just as I am, without one plea 347 
 
 Keep silence, all created things 136 
 
 Know, my soul, thy full salvation 392 
 
 Lamb of God, whose dying love 5^9 
 
 Lamp of our feet, whereby we trace 276 
 
 416 
 
INDEX OF FIRST LINES. 
 
 HYMN 
 
 ...668 
 ...490 
 
 ...115 
 
 ...697 
 ...698 
 ...456 
 ... 28 
 
 ...198 
 
 ...212 
 
 ...380 
 
 .-477 
 ....609 
 
 ■ •••344 
 
 • •••542 
 
 • ••478 
 . .402 
 
 • •..389 
 ....403 
 
 • .••731 
 ....649 
 ....320 
 
 427 
 
 345 
 
 39*^ 
 
 381 
 
 346 
 
 391 
 
 167 
 
 382 
 
 383 
 
 583 
 
 29 
 
 732 
 
 30 
 
 428 
 
 213 
 
 158 
 
 232 
 
 347 
 
 136 
 
 392 
 
 589 
 
 276 
 
 
 IITMM 
 
 Lead us, Heavenly Father, lead us 429 
 
 Lead, kindly light, amid the encircling gloom 362 
 
 Leave God to order all thy ways.. 137 
 
 Let everlasting glories crown 275 
 
 Let every creature join 31 
 
 Let every mortal ear attend 32 1 
 
 Let every voice for praise awake 116 
 
 Let me but hear my Saviour say 363 
 
 Let us with a gladsome mind 32 
 
 Let Zion's watchmen all awake 598 
 
 Lift up your heads, yo mighty gates 199 
 
 Lift up to God the voice of prai.se 33 
 
 Light hath arisen, we walk in its brfghtness 393 
 
 Light of those whose dreary dwellin<; 404 
 
 Like sheep we went astray 286 
 
 Lo ! He comes, with clouds descending 691 
 
 Look, ye saints, the sight is glorious 233 
 
 Lo ! what a glorious sight appears 684 
 
 Long as I live, I'll Idess Thy name 34 
 
 Lord, as to Thy dear cross we flee 405 
 
 Lord, at Thy mercy-seat 44S 
 
 Lord, at Thy table we behold 590 
 
 Lord, dismiss us with Thy blessing 35 
 
 Lord, how secure my conscience was 287 
 
 Lord, I am Tliine, entirely Thine 479 
 
 Lord, I have made Thy word my choice 277 
 
 Lord, I hear of showers of blessing 610 
 
 Lord, in the morning Thou shalt hear 90 
 
 Lord, in this Thy mercy's day 430 
 
 Lord of glory, who hast bought us 507 
 
 Lord God of Hosts, by all adored 36 
 
 Lord Jesus, are we one with Thee 541 
 
 Lord Jesus, as Thou wilt 491 
 
 Lord, lead the way the Saviour went 168 
 
 Lord of all being, throned afar 117 
 
 Lord of hosts, to Thee we raise 660 
 
 Lord of the harvest, I'ear 599 
 
 Lord of the harvest, Th^e we hail 716 
 
 Lord of the living harvest 508 
 
 Lord of the worlds above 37 
 
 Lord, speak to me, that I may speak 509 
 
 Lord, Thou hast searched and seen me through 118 
 
 Lord, we come before Thee now 38 
 
 Lord, while for all mankind wo pray 724 
 
 Love divine, all love excelling 406 
 
 Lowly and solemn be.. 43* 
 
 
 i 
 
 417 
 
 29 
 
■P<DEX OF FIRST LINES. 
 
 I 
 
 HYMN 
 
 Majestic sweetness sits enthroned 169 
 
 Mighty God, while angels bless Thee 234 
 
 More like Jesus would I be 407 
 
 More love to Thee, O Christ 6n 
 
 Mourn for the thousands slain 726 
 
 Must Jesus bear the cross nlone 480 
 
 My dear Redeemer and my Lord 170 
 
 My faith looks up to Thee 408 
 
 My God, my Father, while I stray 492 
 
 My God, my Father, blissful name 493 
 
 My God, my King, Thy various jnaise 39 
 
 My God, permit me not to be 409 
 
 My God, permit my tongue 364 
 
 My God, the spring of all my joys 394 
 
 My gracious Lord, I own Thy right 510 
 
 My heart, O God, be wholly Thine 366 
 
 My hope is built on nothing less 365 
 
 My Saviour, fill my soul 410 
 
 My Saviour, my almighty Friend 235 
 
 My Saviour, whom absent I love 411 
 
 My Shepherd will supply my need 138 
 
 My song shall be of mercy 119 
 
 !My soul, be on thy guard 457 
 
 My soul, rei>eat His praise 139 
 
 Kature with open volume stands 322 
 
 Nearer, my God, to Thee 412 
 
 No more, my God, I boast no more 367 
 
 Not all the blood of beasts 293 
 
 Not all the outward forms on earth 265 
 
 Not to condemn the sons of men 294 
 
 Not to the terrors of the Lord 565 
 
 Not what these hands have done 368 
 
 Now be my heart inspired to sing 236 
 
 Now begin the heavenly theme 237 
 
 Now in this consecrated place 600 
 
 Now is th' accepted time 323 
 
 Now let our cheerful eyes survey 214 
 
 Now the day is over. 91 
 
 Now the sowing and the weeping 458 
 
 Now to the Lord a noble song 140 
 
 Now to the Lord who makes us know 685 
 
 Now to the power of God supreme 295 
 
 Now to Thy sacred house 65 
 
 OBLESS the Lord, my soul 40 
 
 O Christ, what gracious words 239 
 
 418 
 
INDEX OF FIRST LINES. 
 
 HYMN 
 
 O could I find, from day to day 413 
 
 O could I speak the matchless worth 171 
 
 O day of rest and gladness 66 
 
 O do not let the word depart 324 
 
 O for a closer walk with God 414 
 
 O for a faith that will not shrink 369 
 
 Ofor a heart to praise my God 415 
 
 O for an overcoming faith 670 
 
 O for a shout of joy 120 
 
 O for a shout of sacred joy 238 
 
 O for a thousand tongues to sing 240 
 
 O for the death of those 671 
 
 O gift of gifts, O grace of faith 370 
 
 O give thanks to Him who made 41 
 
 O God of love, O King of peace 725 
 
 O God, the Rock of Ages 121 
 
 O happy band of pilgrims 557 
 
 O happy day, that fixed my choice 395 
 
 O help us, Lord, each hour of need 432 
 
 O how I love Thy holy hiw 278 
 
 O Jesus, ever present 172 
 
 O Jesus, Friend unfailing 173 
 
 O Jesus, I have promised 459 
 
 O Jesus, King most wonderful 241 
 
 O Jesus, Lord, 'tis joy to know 200 
 
 O Lord, how happy should we be 371 
 
 O Lord, I look to Thee 433 
 
 O Lord, I would delight in Thee 396 
 
 O Lord, Thou art my Lord 524 
 
 O Lord, Thy heavenly grace impart 481 
 
 O Lord, turn not Thy face away 446 
 
 O Lord, who now art seated 201 
 
 O Love, divine and golden 721 
 
 O Love Divine, how sweet thou art 384 
 
 O Love Divine, that stooped to share 494 
 
 O Love, how deep, how broad, how high 174 
 
 O Love of God, how strong and true 12a 
 
 O Paradise, O Paradise, 699 
 
 O sacred Head, now wounded 189 
 
 O safe to the Rock that is higher than 1 613 
 
 O Saviour, precious Saviour 24a 
 
 O Saviour, Thou in love didst make 175 
 
 O speed thee, Christian, on thy way 460 
 
 O that the Lord would guide my wuy 434 
 
 O thou, my soul, forget no more 591 
 
 O Thou that hearest prayer 264 
 
 Q Thou that hearest when sinners cry 348 
 
 419 
 
 'Hi 
 
 
INDEX OF FIRST LINES. 
 
 IIVMN 
 
 O Thou through HufTering perfect mndo 1 77 
 
 O Thou, whoHO own vast temple stiinilH Cij 
 
 O Thou, who ditlst the temple fill 66i 
 
 O what if we uro Christ's 46a 
 
 O what nniitzing words of gr:ico 325 
 
 O where shall rest bo found 326 
 
 O word of God inoarnnte 279 
 
 O worship the King all (;lorioU8 abovo 4a 
 
 O'er the gloomy hill of darkness 650 
 
 On Jordan's banks the Ikptist's cry 327 
 
 On Jordan's stormy banks I stand 700 
 
 On the mountains' top appearing 65 1 
 
 Once more before we part 92 
 
 One sweetly solemn thought 6ia 
 
 One there is above all others 176 
 
 Oppressed with sin and woe 447 
 
 Onward, Christian soldiers 461 
 
 Our blest Redeemer, ere He breathetl 266 
 
 Our Captain leads us on 463 
 
 Our Father, through the coming year 748 
 
 Our God, our help in ages past 123 
 
 Our Heavenly Father, hear 435 
 
 Our Helper, God ! we bless Thy n:uno 749 
 
 Our Lord is risen from the dead 202 
 
 Our Saviour bowed beneath the wave 578 
 
 Palms of glory, raiment bright 701 
 
 Pass me not, O gentle Saviour 614 
 
 People of the living God 566 
 
 Planted in Christ, the living vine 567 
 
 Pleasant are Thy courts above 43 
 
 Plunged in a gulf of dark despair 243 
 
 Pour out Thy Spirit from on high 738 
 
 Pnuse God, from whom all blessings flow 49 
 
 Praise, my soul, the King of Heaven 44 
 
 Praise the Lord! ye heavens, adore Him 45 
 
 Praise to God, immortal praise 718 
 
 Praise to Thee, Thou great Creator 46 
 
 Praise waits in Zion, Lord, for Thee 47 
 
 Praise ye the Lord, my heart shall join 48 
 
 Prayer is the breath of God in man 436 
 
 Prayer is the soul's sincere desire 437 
 
 Raisk your triumphant songs 141 
 
 Reaper, behold the fields are white 601 
 
 Rejoice, rejoice, believers 686 
 
 Rejoice! the Lord is King 915 
 
 420 
 • 
 
INDEX OK FIRST LINES. 
 
 1IVMN 
 
 ...177 
 
 ...661 
 ...462 
 
 •••32.'? 
 ...326 
 ...279 
 ... 42 
 . . .650 
 
 •■327 
 ...700 
 
 ...6s« 
 .... 92 
 ....612 
 ....176 
 
 • ■■■447 
 
 ....461 
 
 ....266 
 
 ....463 
 
 ....748 
 
 . .■123 
 
 ...■435 
 
 .■■•749 
 
 202 
 
 578 
 
 701 
 
 614 
 
 566 
 
 567 
 
 43 
 
 243 
 
 738 
 
 49 
 
 44 
 
 45 
 
 718 
 
 46 
 
 47 
 
 48 
 
 436 
 
 437 
 
 I4t 
 
 601 
 
 686 
 
 315 
 
 II VMM 
 
 Uoniiirk, my soul, tho narrow bound 750 
 
 liunicmbur thy Creator 635 
 
 KoHouo tho jicrinhing 737 
 
 Ruturu and come to God 328 
 
 Return, O wundorer, roturn 339 
 
 Revive Tliy work, () liord 615 
 
 Rise, O my soul, pursuo tho imtli 416 
 
 Rock of Agra, cleft for ni« 543 
 
 Round tlioLord in glory soatca 50 
 
 .Safe in tho arms of Jeuus 544 
 
 Hiifely through another week 67 
 
 Hiilvatiou ! O tho joyful sound 296 
 
 Haviour, again to Thy dear name wo raise 93 
 
 Saviour, blessOd Saviour 244 
 
 Saviour, I follow on 464 
 
 Saviour, like a shepherd load us 637 
 
 Saviour, more than life to me 616 
 
 Saviour, Thy dying love 482 
 
 Saviour, visit Thy plantation 617 
 
 Saviour, when in dust to Thee 438 
 
 Saviour, while my heart is tender ^36 
 
 See Israers gentlo Shepherd stand 638 
 
 Servant of God, well done 672 
 
 Show pity, Lord ; O Lord, forgive 448 
 
 Simply trusting every day 618 
 
 Sinful, sighing to bo blest 449 
 
 Sing them over again to me 619 
 
 Sing to the Lord a j«)yful song 51 
 
 Sinner, rouse thee from thy sleep 330 
 
 Sinners, turn ; why will ye die 331 
 
 Sinners, will you scorn the message 332 
 
 Sister, thou wast mild and lovely 673 
 
 So fades the lovely, blooming flower 674 
 
 So let our lips and lives express 483 
 
 So near the cleansing fountain 349 
 
 Softly fades the twilight ray 68 
 
 Softly now the light of day 94 
 
 Soldiers of Christ, arise 4^5 
 
 Sometimes a light surprises 372 
 
 Songs of praise the angels sang 52 
 
 Soon may the last glad song arise 652 
 
 Sow in the morn thy seed 5*' 
 
 Sowing in the morning 620 
 
 Spirit Divine, attend our prayer 663 
 
 Spirit of holiness, descend 621 
 
 Spirit of Truth, who makest bright 268 
 
 421 
 
 iiil 
 
 m 
 
 i 
 
 1' %l 
 
INDEX OF FIRST LINES. 
 
 HYMV 
 
 Stand up, my soul, shake off thy fears 466 
 
 Stand up, stand up for Jesus 467 
 
 Stay, Thou insulted Spirit, stay 267 
 
 Sun of my soul. Thou Saviour dear. 96 
 
 Sweet hour of prayer 622 
 
 Sweet is the memory of Thy gnice 142 
 
 Sweet is the solemn voice thsit calls 53 
 
 Sweet is the work, my God, my King 69 
 
 Sweet is the work, O Lord 70 
 
 Sweet land of rest, for thee I sigh 417 
 
 Sweet Saviour, bless us ere we go 95 
 
 Sweet the moments, rich in blessing 397 
 
 Sweet the time, exceeding sweet 54 
 
 Swell the anthem, raise the aong 719 
 
 Take me, O my Father, take me 350 
 
 Take the name of Jesus with you 623 
 
 Take my life and let it be 484 
 
 Take up thy cross, the Saviour said 468 
 
 Tell me the old, old story 624 
 
 That awful day will surely come 692 
 
 Tender Shepherd, Thou hast stilled 673 
 
 The billows swell, the winds are high 733 
 
 The Church of God below 568 
 
 The Cliurch's one foundation 569 
 
 The dawn of God's dear Sabbath 71 
 
 The day of rest once more comes round 72 
 
 The day is gently sinking to a close 97 
 
 The day of resurrection 73 
 
 The fathers, where are they 739 
 
 The God of harvest praise 717 
 
 The he.od that once was crowned with thoinis 216 
 
 The heavens declare Thy glory. Lord 280 
 
 The hour of my departure's come 676 
 
 The King of love my Shepherd is 124 
 
 The Lord be with us as we bend 439 
 
 The Lord my Shepherd is 143 
 
 The Lord is risen indeed 203 
 
 The Lord Jehovah reigns 125 
 
 The Lord my pasture shall prepare 144 
 
 The Lord of glory is my light 55 
 
 The Lord will come, the earth shall quake 687 
 
 The man is ever blest 558 
 
 The morning light is breaking 653 
 
 Tha radiant niorn hath passed away 98 
 
 The sands of time are sinking 704 
 
 The Saviour bids us watch and pray 469 
 
 423 
 
 I 
 
INDEX OF FIRST LINES. 
 
 IIVMM 
 
 ....466 
 
 ....467 
 ....267 
 .... 96 
 ....623 
 ....142 
 
 •••• S3 
 .... 69 
 .... 70 
 ....417 
 .... 95 
 
 • •••397 
 .... 54 
 ....719 
 
 ...•350 
 ....623 
 
 ....484 
 ....468 
 ....624 
 ....692 
 ....675 
 ••••733 
 ....568 
 
 ....569 
 .... 71 
 .... 72 
 .... 97 
 .... 73 
 
 • ••739 
 ....717 
 ....216 
 ....280 
 ...676 
 ....124 
 
 ••••439 
 ....143 
 ....203 
 
 ....125 
 ....144 
 
 .... 55 
 ....687 
 
 • •••558 
 
 • ••.653 
 .... 98 
 ....704 
 ....469 
 
 HVMM 
 
 Tlie Saviour calls, let every ear 333 
 
 The Saviour ! oh, what endless charms 246 
 
 The Spirit in our hearts 334 
 
 The strife is o'er, the battle done 304 
 
 There is abicssM home 703 
 
 There is a fountain filled with blood 297 
 
 There isahope, ablessM hope 559 
 
 There isa land mine eyes hnth seen 70a 
 
 There is land of pure delight 705 
 
 There is a name I love to hear 24^ 
 
 There is an eye that never sleeps 440 
 
 There is an hour of peaceful rest 706 
 
 There is no night in heaven 707 
 
 There's a wideness in God's mercy 126 
 
 Thine arm, O Lord, in days of old 179 
 
 Thine earthly Sabbath, Lord, we love 74 
 
 Thine forever, God of love 385 
 
 Thine holy day's returning 75 
 
 This day, at Thy creating v/ord 76 
 
 This is not my place of resting 708 
 
 Thou art gone to the grave 678 
 
 Thou art the "Way ! by Thee alone 178 
 
 Thou dear Redeemer, dying Lamb 247 
 
 Thou glorious Son of righteousness 77 
 
 Thou hast said, exalted Jesus 579 
 
 Thou only source of true deliglit 281 
 
 Thou only sovereign of my heart 545 
 
 Thou who art enthroned above 56 
 
 Thou whose almighty word 127 
 
 Through all the changing scenes of life 145 
 
 Through every age, Eternal God 677 
 
 Thus far my God hath led me on 373 
 
 Thus far the Lord has led me on 99 
 
 Thy goodness. Lord, our souls confess 128 
 
 Thy way, not mine, O Lord 495 
 
 Thy works, not mine, O Christ 298 
 
 Thy service, Lord, is my delight Sia 
 
 "Till He come," O let the words 593 
 
 'Tis by the faith of joys to come 374 
 
 'Tis finished! so the Saviour cried 190 
 
 'Tis God the Spirit leads 269 
 
 'Tis midnight, and on Olive's brow 191 
 
 'Tis my happiness below 496 
 
 'TIS the great Father we adore 580 
 
 'TIS the promise of God 623 
 
 'Tis Thine alone, almighty name 728 
 
 To-day the Saviour calls 335 
 
 423 
 
INDEX OF FIRST LINES. 
 
 Td-tlay Tliy lucrc y calls us 336 
 
 To God, the oiily wise , 5fx) 
 
 To Hoiiven I lift mine eyes 546 
 
 To Him who loved the souls of u»eu 593 
 
 To our Itedeeniur's glorious nunio 248 
 
 To Thee, O dear, dci\r Saviour 375 
 
 To Thy temple we repair 57 
 
 Travelling to the better land 470 
 
 Triumphant Zion, lift thy head 570 
 
 Unshaken as the sacred hill 547 
 
 Unveil thy bosom, faithful tomb 679 
 
 "Walk in the light ! so shalt thou know 376 
 
 Watchman, tell us of the night 688 
 
 We bid thee welcome 602 
 
 We come, O Lord, before Tliy throne 734 
 
 We give immortal praise 1 29 
 
 Wo give Thee but Thine own 513 
 
 We may not climb the heavenly steeps 180 
 
 'We praise Thee, O God, for the »Son of Tliy love 626 
 
 We shall see Him in our nature 205 
 
 We sing the praise of Him who died,. 249 
 
 We Hiteak of the realms of the blest 709 
 
 We tbauk Thee, Lord, for this fair earth 146 
 
 Weary with my load of sin 377 
 
 Weeping soul, no longer mourn 299 
 
 Welcome, delightful morn 78 
 
 Welcome, sweet day of rest 79 
 
 What a friend we have in Jesus 627 
 
 What equal honour shall we bring 217 
 
 What glory gilds the sacred page 282 
 
 What grace, O Lord, aud beauty shone 181 
 
 What shall I render to my God 58 
 
 What shall the dying sinner do 300 
 
 What sinners value Iresign 680 
 
 What various hindrances we meet 441 
 
 When all Thy mercies, O my God 147 
 
 When His salvation bringing 639 
 
 When I can read my title clear. 710 
 
 When I survey the woudrous cross 594 
 
 When Jordan hushed his waters still 160 
 
 When marshalled on the mighty plain 735 
 
 When, overwhelmed with grief 548 
 
 When i)eace, like a river, attendeth my way 628 
 
 When sins and fears prevailing rise 549 
 
 When streaming from the eastern skies 100 
 
 424 
 
INDEX OF FIRST LINES. 
 
 IIVMV 
 
 ...5(x) 
 
 ...546 
 
 •••593 
 ..,248 
 
 •■•375 
 ... S7 
 ...470 
 
 •••570 
 
 •••547 
 ...679 
 
 -376 
 ...688 
 ...602 
 
 ■ ..734 
 ,,..129 
 
 •••513 
 ...180 
 
 ....626 
 
 • •'•^05 
 ....249 
 ....709 
 ....146 
 
 •■••377 
 ....299 
 
 .... 78 
 
 • •.. 79 
 ....627 
 ....217 
 ....282 
 ....181 
 
 .... 58 
 ....300 
 . ..680 
 
 441 
 
 147 
 
 639 
 
 710 
 
 594 
 
 160 
 
 735 
 
 548 
 
 628 
 
 549 
 
 100 
 
 II VMM 
 
 When tho worn spirit wants repose 80 
 
 "When Tliou, my righteous Jmige, shult coiiif 693 
 
 "While life prolongs its precious liglit 337 
 
 "While others priiy for grace to die I43 
 
 "While shepherds watched their flocks by night 159 
 
 While with ceiiswless course the sun 751 
 
 Who are these iu bright army 711 
 
 Why do wo numrn departing friends 681 
 
 Why should the children of a King 270 
 
 AVhy should we start and fear to die 682 
 
 Why will yc waste on trifling cares 338 
 
 With all my powers of heart and tongue 130 
 
 With broken he.ut and contrite sigh 351 
 
 With gladness wo worship 59 
 
 With heavenly power, O Lord, defend 603 
 
 Witii joy wo hail the sacred day 81 
 
 With joy we meditate tlie grace 218 
 
 With one consent let all tiio earth 60 
 
 With sacred joy, dear Lord, we meet 740 
 
 Witness, ye men and angels now 581 
 
 Work, for the night is coming 629 
 
 Yk children ot the Father 61 
 
 Ye Christian heralds, go proclaim 655 
 
 Ye glittering toys of earth, adieu 485 
 
 Yo mortals, come, adore the Lord 250 
 
 Ye nations round the earth rejoice 62 
 
 Ye servants of God, your Master proclaim 251 
 
 Ye servants of the Lord 514 
 
 Ye who hear the blessed call 515 
 
 Yes, my native land, I love thee 654 
 
 Your harps, ye trembling saints 378 
 
 Zion stands with bills surrounded 571 
 
 I 
 
 li 
 
 425 
 
INDEX OF SCRIPTURE TEXTS. 
 
 [The mimbera of the Hymns are given in the second column of figures.] 
 
 Genesis. 
 
 
 1 Deuteronom\ 
 
 • 
 
 I KlN( 
 
 3S. 
 
 
 
 IIV.MN 
 
 HYMN 
 
 
 HYMN 
 
 i: 2, 3 
 
 
 . 127 
 
 3 : 25 . 
 
 700 
 
 8 : 10, 11 , 
 
 . 661 
 
 1:3. 
 
 
 . 76 
 
 23: 14 
 
 29 
 
 8: 22-54 . 
 
 . 656 
 
 1 : 9, 10 
 
 
 11 
 
 26: 15 
 
 722 
 
 8 : 27, 28 . 
 
 . 663 
 
 2: 2, 3 
 
 
 . 66 
 
 26 : 17, i8 395, 
 
 479. 
 
 8 : 29 . 
 
 . 658 
 
 S: 24 . 
 
 
 • 414 
 
 
 451 
 
 8: 38 . 
 
 . 6S9 
 
 8: 22 . 
 
 
 . 713 
 
 32: 6 . 
 
 444 
 
 8 : 39 . 
 
 
 12: 1-4 
 
 
 • 374 
 
 32: 12 
 
 • • 
 
 470 
 
 2 KlN( 
 
 [iS. 
 
 19: 17 
 
 
 • 314 
 
 33: 25 
 
 ■ • 
 
 363 
 
 2 : 6-14 
 5: io . 
 
 7: 4 . 
 
 . SI8 
 . 183 
 
 22 : 14 
 
 
 • 354 
 
 33: 27 
 
 • • 
 
 132 
 
 24: 56 
 28 : 10-12 
 
 
 ■ 577 
 . 412 
 
 34: I . 
 
 ■ « 
 
 66 
 
 28: 13 
 
 
 ■ 441 
 
 Joshua. 
 
 
 20: I . 
 
 676, 745 
 
 28: 17 
 
 
 . 64 
 
 23: 14 
 
 676 
 
 2 C'HUONICLES. 
 
 45: 57 
 48: i3 
 
 
 . 133 
 . 378 
 
 Ruth. 
 
 
 6 : . 30, 
 16: 9 . 
 
 657, 663 
 113, ii8 
 
 EXOD 
 
 S:8 . 
 
 US. 
 
 . 362 
 
 i: 16 . 
 2: II . 
 
 566 
 471 
 
 Esther. 
 4:16. . 317, 347 
 
 12 : 3 . , 
 19: 18 
 
 
 • 751 
 
 . 220 
 
 565 
 
 I Samuel. 
 2:2. 
 
 132 
 
 5:2. 
 14 : 4 . 
 
 . 78 
 . 348 
 
 25 : 22 
 
 4" 
 
 2, 423 
 
 3: t • 
 
 . 
 
 273 
 
 Job. 
 
 
 28 : 29 
 
 
 . 214 
 
 3: 18 . 
 
 493, 
 
 495 
 
 3: IS • 
 
 • 317 
 
 3? : 19 
 
 
 . 128 
 
 4:9. 
 
 465, 466 
 
 3: 17 . 
 
 . 664 
 
 34 : 5 . 
 
 
 . 402 
 
 6: 20 . 
 
 
 283 
 
 3: 17-19 . 
 
 665, 666, 
 
 as : 2 . 
 
 
 . 75 
 
 7: 12 . 
 
 354, 
 
 400 
 
 679, 
 
 699, 706 
 
 
 
 
 10: 24 
 
 
 723 
 
 4: 17 . 
 
 . 283 
 
 Leviti 
 
 cus. 
 
 
 23 : 4 . 
 
 
 372 
 
 7: 16 . 
 
 . 669 
 
 3:8 . . 
 
 
 . 293 
 
 27 : 28 
 
 
 638 
 
 n: 7 . 
 
 . 133 
 
 25 : 9 . 
 
 
 • 305 
 
 2 Samuel. 
 
 
 11 : 19 
 13: IS 
 
 • 99 
 369, 495 
 
 NUMBl 
 
 £RS. 
 
 
 12 : 23 
 
 68i 
 
 33: 15-17 . 
 
 . 413 
 
 10: 2 . 
 
 
 • 72 
 
 22 : 7 . 
 
 125 
 
 38 : 7 . 
 
 • S« 
 
 23: lO 
 
 667, 671 I 
 
 23 : 47 
 
 t 
 
 145 
 
 43 : Si 6 . 
 
 . 387 
 
 427 
 

 INDEX OF SCRIl'TURE TEXTS. 
 
 PtlAL&lS. 
 
 r.SALMH. 
 
 
 rSALMH. 
 
 
 HYMN 
 
 MVMN 
 
 
 HVMV 
 
 t: 
 
 . 558 
 
 46: s • . .563 
 
 94: 
 
 12 . . 582 
 
 1:2 . 
 
 . 278 
 
 47: . • . 239 
 
 95: 
 
 9, II 
 
 i: 5 • 
 
 . 90 
 
 48 : .3. .^7, 56a, 568 
 
 95: 
 
 I . . . 365 
 
 s: 
 
 21 5. 332 
 
 48: a . . . 571 
 
 9S: 
 
 7 . 302, 335, 33<> 
 
 3:5- 
 
 . . 85 
 
 48: 14 . . 426 
 
 96: 
 
 I . . .248 
 
 4:8 . 
 
 91. 99 
 
 51 : . 267, 339, 448 
 
 97: 
 
 . 125, 215 
 
 5: 
 
 . 90 
 
 5» : 6 . • .348 
 
 97: 
 
 II . . 393 
 
 S: 3 . 
 
 . . 85 
 
 51: 10 . . 415 
 
 98: 
 
 . IS8 
 
 5:8 . 
 
 3^2, 429 
 
 55: . . . 535 
 
 99: 
 
 I . . .648 
 
 12: I , 
 
 . 432 
 
 55: 23 . . 486 
 
 99: 
 
 5 • . -33 
 
 16: 8-1 1 
 
 . <J95. 699 
 
 56: 13 . . 450 
 
 100 ; 
 
 2, 5, 50, 60 
 
 17: . 
 
 . 680 
 
 57: . . .7 
 
 103 : 
 
 4, 10, 40, 45, 94, 
 
 17: 8 . 
 
 • 430 
 
 57: 7 . . 366, 481 
 
 
 102, 116, 139 
 
 18: 7 . 
 
 . 283 
 
 60: . . .353 
 
 103: 
 
 I loi, 140, 357 
 
 18; 35 
 
 425, 488 
 
 61 : . . .548 
 
 103: 
 
 2 . . S9« 
 
 19: . 12i 
 
 }, j8o, 322 
 
 61:2. . 365, 613 
 
 103 
 
 3 . -409 
 
 19: 7-ti 
 
 . 271 
 
 63 : • . M, 524 
 
 103: 
 
 15, 16 . 677 
 
 23 : 14, 124 
 
 1 '38, 143, 
 
 63: 3 . . J2I, 616 
 
 103: 
 
 21 . . 227 
 
 144 
 
 , ibt>, 172, 
 
 63: 21. . . 364 
 
 103: 
 
 34 • • 226 
 
 
 540, 637 
 
 65: 48, 49, 146, 265, 
 
 104 : 
 
 10, 42 
 
 23: 2 . 
 
 . 373 
 
 718,719 
 
 104: 
 
 34 • • 15 
 
 ''a- 3 ' 
 
 . 329. 348 
 
 65 : 7 . . 722, 727 
 
 105: 
 
 . 147 
 
 23: 4 . 
 
 ■ 431 
 
 65: II . 716, 744 
 
 106: 
 
 . 44 
 
 24 : .9, 2^ 
 
 ;, 209, 321 
 
 67: . 6,285,717 
 
 107: 
 
 . 120 
 
 24: 7 10 
 
 199, 202 
 
 67: 22 . .18 
 
 107: 
 
 21-30 . 729, 730, 
 
 24: 14 
 
 . 553 
 
 71 : 9 . . .431 
 
 
 734 
 
 26 : II 
 
 . 351 
 
 72 : . 154, 647, 649, 
 
 no: 
 
 . 648, 652 
 
 27: . 
 
 29, 55 
 
 653 
 
 112 : 
 
 4 . .393 
 
 27: 4 . 
 
 . 24 
 
 72 : 6 . . . 260 
 
 113: 
 
 . 21 
 
 27 : II 
 
 . 362 
 
 73: . . .134 
 
 114: 
 
 . 160 
 
 27: 14 
 
 172, 531 
 
 73 : 24 . . 427 
 
 116: 
 
 . . . 58 
 
 31 • 3 . 
 
 . 429 
 
 73 : 25 . 614, 616 
 
 116: 
 
 14 . . 581 
 
 31: 15 
 
 . 356 
 
 73: 28 94, 413,605 
 
 116: 
 
 17-19 . . 38 
 
 32: 11 
 
 . 387 
 
 75 : 7 . . .136 
 
 117: 
 
 . 16 
 
 34: . 
 
 145 
 
 78: 20 . . 36s 
 
 119: 
 
 117, 272, 273, 
 
 34: 3 • 
 
 I : , 224 
 
 80: . . . 617 
 
 
 274, 277, 278, 282 
 
 34: 7 . 
 
 . 459 
 
 81 : 16 . . 715 
 
 119 : 
 
 103 . 54 
 
 34: 24 
 
 • 434 
 
 84: . . 24,43 
 
 119: 
 
 105 . . 276 
 
 36: . 
 
 . Ill 
 
 84 : 1 . . . 600 
 
 121 : 
 
 . 33, 546, 549 
 
 37: 3 • 
 
 . 618 
 
 84 : 29 . 19, 25 
 
 121 : 
 
 I . • 433 
 
 37: 4 . 
 
 . 396 
 
 85: . . 27,414 
 
 121 : 
 
 4 . 91, 440 
 
 37 •■ 37 
 
 . 667 
 
 85 : 6 . . .615 
 
 122: 
 
 • I, 26, 53, 57, 
 
 39; . 
 
 • "5 
 
 86: 14 . . 447 
 
 
 59, 224, 736 
 
 40: 1-3 
 
 . 243 
 
 87 : 3 . .560, 563 
 
 122 : 
 
 7 . . 81 
 
 40 : 7, 8 . 
 
 • 175 
 
 87 : 7 • 394, 552, 555 
 
 125: 
 
 . 547 
 
 40: 17 
 
 . 608 
 
 90: . no, 121, 123, 
 
 126: 
 
 . 504 
 
 42: . 
 
 . 8 
 
 677 
 
 126: 
 
 5, 6 . . 522 
 
 43: • 
 
 ■ 65 
 
 90: 9 • . -750 
 
 126 : 
 
 6 . 458, 741 
 
 43 •• 3 • 
 
 18, 650 
 
 91: . • .533 
 
 126: 
 
 15 • • 5" 
 
 44: I . 
 
 • 739 
 
 91 : I, 2 . . 355 
 
 127: 
 
 2 91, 95, 665 
 
 45: . 
 
 . 236 
 
 91 : 5 . . .86 
 
 132 : 
 
 . 656 
 
 46 : 3», 36, 
 
 408, 541, 
 
 92 : . . 69, 70 
 
 132: 
 
 16 . . 612 
 
 
 749 
 
 93: . • .125 
 
 132: 
 
 18 . . 226 
 
 46: I . 172 
 
 h 420, 528 
 
 93: s . . .23 
 
 133: 
 
 20, 54, 523 
 
 I 
 
 438 
 
INDEX OP SORIPTrRR TKXTS. ' 
 
 MS. 
 
 HYMN 
 
 . 58-5 
 
 9. " 
 
 . 365 
 2, 335» 33'' 
 
 . 24a 
 . 1^5. 2 '5 
 
 . 393 
 
 . I5« 
 . . 648 
 
 • -'3 
 
 2, 5. 50. 60 
 
 40, 45. 94. 
 
 )2, 116, 139 
 
 )i, 140. 357 
 
 . 59' 
 . 409 
 i . 677 
 
 . 227 
 . 226 
 
 10, 4-! 
 
 . n 
 
 . 147 
 
 . 44 
 
 . 120 
 
 . 729f 730. 
 
 734 
 
 . 648,652 
 
 . 393 
 . 21 
 . 160 
 . 58 
 . 581 
 
 7, 272, 273, 
 77, 278, 282 
 . 54 
 • 276 
 
 33. 546, 549 
 . 433 
 . 91. 440 
 ., 26, 53. 57. 
 59. 224, 736 
 . 81 
 . 547 
 . 504 
 . 522 
 . 458,741 
 . 511 
 91. 95i 665 
 . 656 
 . 612 
 . 226 
 20, 54, 323 
 
 Tralmh. 
 
 liVMS 
 
 136: . . 4, 17, 32 
 
 137 : 5. 6 . . 564 
 
 139: . . 113, 118 
 
 139: ir , .89 
 
 139: 12 . 68, 97 
 
 141 : 2 . .63 
 
 143 : 2 . . 283 
 
 143 : 8 . 85, ICX3 
 
 M3 =9 . '. 430 
 
 144: II, 12 630, 638 
 
 M4: 15 . . 294 
 '45 •■ 2, '4, 34. 39, 
 103, 142 
 145: 7, 8 . 147, 406 
 145 : 9 . 100, 488 
 
 145: 16 . . 746 
 
 147: 9 . . 714 
 
 147: 14 . 718, 725 
 
 148: . . .47 
 
 149 : . 4', 5'. 52 
 
 149 : 2 . . 387 
 
 150: . . .46 
 
 PROVKUBH. 
 
 3: s . 
 
 3: 6 . 
 6: 36 . 
 
 • 137 
 . 487 
 . 636 
 
 8:4 . 
 10: 7 . 
 
 . 302, 320 
 . 666 
 
 18: 24 
 23: 26 
 23: 29 32 
 
 . 176 
 
 . 475 
 . 726, 728 
 
 ECCLKSIASTES. 
 
 n: 1 . . . 498 
 11 : 6 . . .511 
 12 : I . . .635 
 
 Solomon's Song. 
 
 1:4* • • 409 
 
 2 : 16 . . .357 
 
 5 : 16 . . . 169 
 
 6:4. . 386, 467 
 
 Isaiah. 
 
 1:6. 
 
 1 : 18 . 
 2: 1-4 
 
 . 377 
 
 126, 359 
 
 . 642 
 
 2:4 . 
 5:3 . 
 
 . 724 
 . 126 
 
 6: 1-4 
 
 22, SI 
 
 6:3. 
 
 6:8. , 
 
 112, 234 
 . 509 
 
 Isaiah. 
 
 9: 
 9: 
 12 
 12 
 
 21 
 
 32 
 
 32 
 
 33 
 35 
 35 
 35 
 38 
 40 
 40 
 42 
 42 
 
 43 
 43 
 43 
 45 
 46 
 
 48 
 49 
 49 
 SO 
 51 
 51 
 52 
 52 
 52 
 52 
 53 
 53 
 S3 
 53 
 53 
 54 
 55 
 55 
 55 
 55 
 55 
 59 
 60 
 61 
 62 
 62 
 
 63 
 64 
 
 a 
 6 
 
 I . 
 a . 
 
 4 . 
 a . 
 20 
 
 '7 
 I . 
 
 8 ro 
 10 
 
 1 . 
 
 9 • 
 27 31 
 
 13 
 16 
 
 1 . 
 
 5 • 
 
 25 
 22 
 
 4 . 
 
 18 
 
 10 
 
 16 
 
 10 
 
 9 • 
 
 II 
 
 I 
 
 7 
 
 7 
 8 
 
 2 
 
 3. 
 S 
 6 
 
 7 
 
 2 
 
 I 
 
 I, 
 
 3 
 
 4 
 
 7. 
 
 I 
 
 7 
 6 
 
 6, 
 
 I 
 I 
 
 10 
 
 29, 5 
 
 554 
 18 
 
 o. 
 
 IIVMN 
 
 • '54 
 
 '52, 243 
 
 445 
 A18 
 
 688 
 543 
 
 5" 
 710 
 
 59''' 
 698 
 328 
 676 
 651 
 
 453 
 164 
 
 133 
 478 
 
 531 
 532 
 290 
 
 534 
 628 
 
 571 
 525 
 378 
 640 
 
 554 
 570 
 597 
 S9(i 
 597 
 281 
 
 359 
 298 
 286 
 164 
 , 3»6 
 320 
 396 
 
 525 
 461 
 
 333 
 29 
 
 643 
 651 
 
 .598 
 
 251 
 
 209 
 
 29 
 
 '75 
 
 3'3 
 
 596 
 
 K>:rkirl. 
 
 Jeremiah. 
 
 9: 
 14 
 18 
 
 8: 22 
 
 31: 3 
 
 162, 325 
 . 38a 
 
 19 
 31 
 
 14: 4 
 
 HOSEA. 
 
 JOKL. 
 
 23 
 
 Haooai. 
 
 II VMS 
 
 . 34a 
 
 ■ 454 
 . 331 
 
 348 
 
 610 
 
 IS 
 
 
 Zkohauiah. 
 
 4" 
 
 6 . 
 
 . 25s 
 
 9 
 
 10 . 
 
 . 652 
 
 13 
 
 : I . 
 
 '83, 297 
 
 14 
 
 : 7 . 
 
 . 84 
 
 
 AIalachi. 
 
 4 
 
 2 . 
 
 . i6i 
 
 
 Matthew. 
 
 I : 
 
 23 . 
 
 '63, 174 
 
 I 
 
 21 . 
 
 . 247 
 
 2 
 
 9 • 
 
 • 735 
 
 2 
 
 2 10 
 
 149. 150 
 
 3 
 
 • 
 
 ■ 327 
 
 3 
 
 16-1757 
 
 3. 574. 575 
 
 5: 
 
 8 . 
 
 . 22 
 
 6 
 
 9 • 
 
 106, 493 
 
 6 
 
 10 . 7 
 
 350. 401. 
 491, 492 
 
 6 
 
 9-13 
 
 . 435 
 
 6. 
 
 6 . 
 
 . 437 
 
 6: 
 
 26 . 
 
 41, 487 
 
 7 
 
 13 • 
 
 • 306 
 
 7: 
 
 14 . 
 
 . 389 
 
 7 
 
 7-8 
 
 • 436 
 
 7 
 
 , 28-29 
 
 . 165 
 
 8 
 
 16 . 
 
 . 83 • 
 
 8 
 
 20 . 
 
 28, 29 
 
 8 
 
 24 
 
 . 179 
 
 8 
 
 17 . 
 
 . 289 
 
 8 
 
 24 . 
 
 • 7S3 
 
 9 
 
 2 . 
 
 • 345 
 
 9 
 
 13 . 
 
 . 307 
 
 9 
 
 20 . 
 
 . 349 
 
 9 
 
 37 • 
 
 . 508 
 
 10 
 
 : 38 
 
 . 468 
 
 II 
 
 : 28-30 
 
 126, 153. 
 
 
 237, 303 
 
 308, 3". 
 
 
 aii 
 
 1, 388, SOI 
 
 15 
 
 : 25 
 
 . 43a 
 
 429 
 
INDEX OF SCRIPTURE TEXTS. 
 
 i6 
 
 »7 
 i8 
 19 
 
 21 
 21 
 
 25 
 25 
 25 
 25 
 25 
 26 
 26 
 26 
 26 
 27 
 27 
 27 
 27 
 28 
 28 
 28 
 28 
 28 
 
 Matthew. 
 
 IIVMN 
 
 468, 480, 579 
 
 24 
 
 8 
 
 20 
 
 »3-'5 
 
 8,9 
 18 
 6 . 
 21 
 31 46 
 
 35 
 
 35 39 
 It 
 26 29 
 
 36 46 
 41 
 29 
 
 35 50 
 3^ 
 51 
 2 . 
 
 5-9 
 6 . 
 
 19 
 19-20 
 
 28 : 20 
 
 . 472 
 329, 424 
 
 633. 634. 
 674 
 
 . 240 
 
 . 499 
 
 . 686 
 
 742, 672 
 
 bqo, 691 
 
 . 513 
 . 482 
 . 168 
 . 586 
 . 191 
 • 469 
 189, 233 
 182, 187 
 
 . 594 
 . 184 
 
 . 193 
 
 »94, 195 
 
 97. 192 
 
 580, 604 
 
 236, 240, 
 
 t^4i. 645. 65s 
 . 526, 603 
 
 Mahk. 
 
 x: 32 , 
 
 • . 83 
 
 2:1/. 
 
 . 162 
 
 4'. 37-41 
 
 . 731 
 
 5 : 25-28 
 
 . 377 
 
 6 : 36-44 
 
 . 8 
 
 8:38 . 
 
 • 474, 477 
 
 10 : 29, 30 
 
 • 340 
 
 10 : 29 
 
 . 471 
 
 10: 47 
 
 . 6.4 
 
 II : 10 
 
 . 639 
 
 14: 32 42 
 
 . 191 
 
 15: 7 . 
 
 ■ 322 
 
 15: 22-38 
 
 . 182 
 
 16: 2 . 
 
 • 71 
 
 16: 6 . 
 
 . iq2 
 
 16: 15 
 
 . (H5 
 
 Take. 
 
 I 
 2 
 
 2 
 3 
 2 
 9: 
 
 a: 
 
 47 
 
 13. 14 
 8-14 
 
 14 . 
 29 . 
 
 3a . 
 
 . 296 
 . »5: 
 
 >5i. »53 
 52, 159 
 
 152, 157 
 . 96 
 
 . 405 
 
 4: 18 
 
 S: 
 8: 
 
 8: 
 10 
 10 
 II 
 12 
 M 
 14 
 14 
 15 
 15 
 
 IS 
 16 
 
 17 
 18 
 
 '9 
 «9 
 19 
 19 
 19 
 22 
 
 23 
 23 
 23 
 24 
 24 
 
 24 
 
 24 : 29 
 
 31 • 
 25 • 
 
 49 5'J . 
 : 2 . 
 
 : 42 
 
 : »3 
 : 43 
 : 2 . 
 : 16 24 . 
 
 : 23 
 : 1 2 
 
 : 11 iQ . 
 
 : 18 . 
 
 : II 13 . 
 
 ■ 5 ' 
 
 • 13 • 35' 
 : 10 
 
 : 14 
 
 : 40 
 : 41 
 : 42 
 
 : 31 
 : 6 . 
 
 : 33-47 . 
 : 42-43 . 
 : I . 
 : 16 
 
 : 27 29 . 
 
 Luke. 
 
 IIVMN 
 
 152, 154, 225, 
 
 231, 238 
 
 162, 177 
 
 • 732 
 
 • 673 
 
 • 599 
 
 • 338 
 
 252, 265 
 
 . 5M 
 
 . 346 
 
 309, 310 
 
 497, 
 
 727 
 
 
 176 
 
 
 319 
 
 328, 
 
 352 
 
 
 88 
 
 
 369 
 
 . 437. 
 
 449 
 
 
 294 
 
 
 476 
 
 
 232 
 
 
 3»5 
 
 
 324 
 
 
 457 
 
 
 iq2 
 
 
 182 
 
 300, 
 
 337 
 
 6; 
 
 '. 73 
 
 . 
 
 349 
 
 95. 
 
 222, 
 
 
 439 
 
 82 
 
 !, 88 
 
 I : 
 I : 
 I : 
 I : 
 I : 
 2 : 
 
 1-3 
 
 7 • 
 14 . 
 
 29 . 
 
 36 . 
 2 . 
 
 3-5 
 16 . 
 
 3: 
 S: 
 6: 
 6: 
 6: 
 6: 
 
 7: 
 8: 
 
 8: 
 
 35 . 
 39 • 
 6-8 
 
 47-52 
 
 63 . 
 68 . 
 
 37 . 
 12 . 
 
 36. 
 
 John. 
 
 234. 279 
 . 360 
 . 242 
 
 344. 3S9 
 . 289 
 . 720 
 264, 284 
 17, 129, .41, 
 186, 494. 525 
 . 229 
 
 9: 4 
 
 272 
 
 443 
 
 8 
 
 619 
 
 545 
 325 
 
 391 
 246 
 629 1 
 
 
 John. 
 
 
 
 HYMN 
 
 10 
 
 : II 187, 
 
 286, 507, 
 637 
 
 10 
 
 : 12 
 
 . 166 
 
 10 
 
 : 16 
 
 . 172 
 
 10 
 
 : 28- 29 . 
 
 • 530 
 
 10 
 
 : 29 
 
 . 385 
 
 II 
 
 : 25 
 
 . 428 
 
 II 
 
 : 38-44 . 
 
 . 678 
 
 12 
 
 : 32 
 
 . 646 
 
 12 
 
 : 3S-3<> • 
 
 . 241 
 
 13 
 
 : I . 
 
 . 248 
 
 13 
 
 : »5 
 
 . 170 
 
 13 
 
 : 16 
 
 502, 602 
 
 14 
 
 : 1 . 
 
 612, 708 
 
 14 
 
 : 3 . 
 
 408, 544 
 
 14 
 
 : 6 . 
 
 178, 389 
 
 14 
 
 : 13 
 
 4»9. 438 
 
 14 
 
 »5 '7 . 
 
 . 252 
 
 14 
 
 : 16 
 
 38, 259 
 
 14 
 
 : 18 
 
 222, 361 
 
 M 
 
 : 18, 21, 23 . 12 
 
 14 
 
 19 
 
 211, 533 
 
 14 
 
 26 . 262, 
 
 263, 266 
 
 14 
 
 27 . 93, 
 
 382, 410 
 
 15 
 
 1 . 
 
 . 567 
 
 15 
 
 t-5 
 
 . 529 
 
 15 
 
 2 . 
 
 • 352 
 
 15 
 
 5 . 
 
 358, 608 
 
 15 
 
 26 
 
 263, 266 
 
 16 
 
 8-10 . 
 
 . 261 
 
 16 
 
 8-11 . 
 
 . 621 
 
 16 
 
 13 
 
 253. 257 
 
 16: 
 
 33 
 
 . 496 
 
 17: 
 
 20, 21 . 
 
 . 20 
 
 18: 
 
 1-9 . 
 
 . 191 
 
 19. 
 
 17-20 . 
 
 . 249 
 
 19: 
 
 18-30 . 
 
 . 182 
 
 19 
 
 25-27 . 
 
 . 185 
 
 19: 
 
 30 . 184, 
 
 190, 316 
 
 19: 
 
 34 
 
 . 183 
 
 19: 
 
 42 
 
 . 679 
 
 20: 
 
 I . 
 
 78, 196 
 
 20: 
 
 7 . 
 
 . 588 
 
 20 : 
 
 18 
 
 . 403 
 
 20: 
 
 19 
 
 87. 493 
 
 20 : 
 
 27 
 
 . 585 
 
 21 : 
 
 15 
 
 • 379 
 
 21 : 
 
 22 
 
 . 464 
 
 31: 
 
 5-8 . 
 
 . 506 
 
 
 Acts 
 
 ■ 
 
 i: 
 
 9 • 
 
 . 833 
 
 I : 
 
 10, II . 
 
 i8s, 197. 
 247. 683 
 
 439 
 
INDEX OK SCRIPTURE TEXTS. 
 
 HYMN 
 
 286, 507, 
 
 637 
 . 166 
 
 , 172 
 
 . 385 
 
 . 428 
 
 . 678 
 
 . 646 
 
 . 241 
 
 . 348 
 
 . 170 
 502, 602 
 612, 708 
 
 408, 544 
 
 , 178, 389 
 
 , 4»9. 438 
 
 . 252 
 
 . 38, 259 
 . 222, 361 
 23 . 12 
 . 211, 533 
 
 2, 263, 266 
 
 3, 382, 4JO 
 . 567 
 . 529 
 . 352 
 
 358, 608 
 
 263, 266 
 
 . 261 
 
 . 621 
 
 253, 257 
 
 . 49^ 
 . 20 
 
 . 191 
 . 249 
 . 182 
 
 . 185 
 , 190, 316 
 . 183 
 . 679 
 78, 196 
 . 588 
 . 403 
 87, 493 
 . 585 
 . 379 
 . 464 
 . 506 
 
 . 933 
 
 185, I97i 
 
 247, 683 
 
 Acts. 
 
 KOMANS. 
 
 Ephesians. 
 
 
 IIVMN 
 
 HYMN 
 
 HYMN 
 
 s: 
 
 . 206 
 
 II '■ 35-36 . 10, 510 
 
 I : 19-23 . . 279 
 
 s: 2-4 
 
 • 25s 
 
 15 : 16 . . 261 
 
 I : 21-24 
 
 ■ 229, 557 
 
 2: 3 . 
 
 . 663 
 
 
 2: 3 . 
 
 • 343 
 
 2:6 . 
 
 • 254 
 
 I Corinthians. 
 
 2- 5 . 13' 
 
 1. 135. MO 
 
 2: 17-20 
 
 . 28 
 
 
 2:8 . 
 
 . 238, 370 
 
 2: 35 . 
 
 . ■ 583 
 
 1:2. . . 322 
 
 2: 14 . 
 
 . 538 
 
 3: I . 
 
 . 522 
 
 1 : 23, 24 . . 249 
 
 2: 18 . 
 
 . 256 
 
 3: 16 . 
 
 , 206, 623 
 
 3:9. 502, 712, 740 
 
 2 : 20 . 
 
 . 569, 657 
 
 3: 22 . 
 
 . 213 
 
 3: 22, 23 . . 537 
 
 3: 17 . 
 
 • 399 
 
 4: 12 . 
 
 • 232 
 
 6 : 20 . 244, 476, 484, 
 
 3: 19-21 
 
 . 36, 384 
 
 5: 30 • 
 
 . 739 
 
 507 
 
 3 : 20 21 19, I2Q, 228 
 
 S: 31 . 
 
 . iq8 
 
 6: 27 . . .590 
 
 4:3. 
 
 517, 520 
 
 7: 59 . 
 
 . 682 
 
 7 : 23 . . 478, 507 
 
 4: 30 . 
 
 257, 267 
 
 8: 5 . 
 
 . 624 
 
 7 : 29 . . .742 
 
 5: »4 17 '\ 
 
 h 330. 505 
 
 8:6 . 
 
 . 610 
 
 9: 24 . . .485 
 
 5: IQ 20 
 
 1, 92 
 
 9: 3-6 
 
 • 257 
 
 10 : 13 . 536, 627 
 
 5 : 25 . 
 
 . 568 
 
 9: 18 . 
 
 . 349 
 
 10: 31 . . 500 
 
 S: 3>-32 
 
 . 721 
 
 16: 9 . 
 
 . . 644 
 
 11:2. . . 279 
 
 6: 10-14460,465,466 
 
 l6: 30 
 
 . 299 
 
 11 : 24 . . 584 
 
 6:18. . .268 
 
 17: 31 
 
 . 690 
 
 II : 25, 26 . 582, 587. 
 
 
 20: 28 
 
 . 595 
 
 592 
 
 Phimppians. 
 
 20: 35 
 20 : 36-38 
 
 • 5«3 
 . 92, 516 
 
 13: 1-4 . . 521 
 15 : 4 . . -204 
 
 1:2 . 
 1 : 18 . 
 
 . 473 
 • 235 
 . 242 
 . 442 
 668, 669 
 
 . 361 
 
 22 : 21 
 
 • 655 
 
 15 : 16 . . 203 
 
 I : 19 . 
 
 26: 28 
 27: 17, 18 
 
 . 604 
 . 644 
 
 15 : 20 . 208, 533 
 IS : 55-57 • 670, 678 
 16: 2 . . .513 
 
 1 : 20 . 
 i: 23 . 
 2: I . 
 
 llOMA 
 
 kNS. 
 
 n Corinthians. 
 
 2 : 8-11 
 2: 9-1 1 
 
 . 216 
 . 229 
 
 1 : 16 . 45( 
 
 >, 525. 539 
 
 I • 3. 4 • • S09 
 
 2 : 10 . 
 
 233. 527 
 
 I : 18-22 
 3: 2 . 
 
 . 644 
 . 282 
 
 1 : 22 . . . 270 
 
 3 : 3. 4 • -256 
 
 2 : lo-ii 
 2 : 12 . 
 
 . 246 
 
 572. 576 
 
 3: 25 . 
 3: 26 . 
 
 ■ 357 
 . 292 
 
 3: 18 . . .406 
 4 : 5 " • . 173 
 
 2: 13 . 
 3:3. 
 
 . 26q 
 • 235 
 
 5: I • 
 
 . 293 
 
 4:6 . 6, 76, 77, 237 
 
 3:8 . 171 
 
 . 383, 549 
 
 5: 2 . 
 
 . 392 
 
 4:8. . ,477 
 
 3: 8-10 
 
 . 462 
 
 S- 5 . 
 
 • 255 
 
 5 : 10 . . . 692 
 
 3:8-9 
 
 • 367 
 
 5: 6 . 
 
 . 292 
 
 5: 21 . . . 237 
 
 3 •■ 9 • 
 
 298, 358 
 
 5: 9 • 
 6:4 . 
 
 . 549 
 
 572. 579 
 
 6:2. . 314, 323 
 6: 8, 9 . .288 
 
 3 : 10 . 
 3: 13-14 
 
 . 219 
 
 244, 485 
 
 6: 5 . . 
 6 : 13 . 
 
 . 567 
 . 484 
 
 8:9. . 175, 245 
 8:15. . .393 
 
 9: 15 • . 174. 245 
 
 4:4. 
 4: 19 . 
 
 . 232 
 . 173, 291 
 
 7 : 9-12 . 
 8: I . 
 8:9. 
 
 8: IS. . 
 8 : 28 . 
 
 8 : 29 31 . 
 8: 31 . 
 
 . 2«7 
 
 4 : 30 • 
 
 . 267 
 
 • 392 
 . 262 
 
 12 : 9 . . . 609 
 
 xa : 9, 10 167, 235. 7J7 
 
 1 Thkhsalonians. 
 
 . 3 '2 
 37^ 4^ 
 
 • 551 
 
 • 556 
 
 12: 10 . . 603 
 12: 15 . . 512 
 '3: 14 . .35 
 
 4: 16-1835, 247, 404, 
 633, 695 
 
 8 : 34 . 
 
 • 532 
 . 529 
 
 
 2 Thessalonians. 
 
 8:3539 . 
 
 Galatians. 
 
 3 5- . .611 
 
 8:38,39 . 
 
 . 3IO 
 
 2 : ao . 235, 542, 6of 
 
 
 9:5. 
 
 21 
 
 6: 2 . . 519, 52s 
 
 I Timothy. 
 
 10: IS , 
 
 . 595 
 
 6 : 14 . . . i8ii\ 
 
 1 : 17 ■ 
 
 . 234 
 
 ! .'■ 
 
 431 
 
INDEX OF SCRIPTURK TRXTS. 
 
 
 2 Timothy. 
 
 
 II VMS 
 
 I : 
 
 10 . . . ()()8 
 
 2 : 
 
 3. 4 . • 451 
 
 
 TlTL'8. 
 
 3- 
 
 5 . . .358 
 
 
 HKnRKWS. 
 
 I : 
 
 3 . .140, 237 
 
 I : 
 
 3-<> • • 15 
 
 I : 
 
 58 . .215 
 
 I : 
 
 5-»3 . . 23<^ 
 
 'i : 
 
 10 . . . 177 
 
 2 : 
 
 16-18 17.1, 201, 218 
 
 2 : 
 
 17 . . . 404 
 
 3: 
 
 13 . . .11 
 
 3: 
 
 18 . . . 232 
 
 4: 
 
 4 . . .56 
 
 4: 
 
 9 . 80, 326, 417 
 
 4: 
 
 12 . . .74 
 
 4: 
 
 13 • • • 428 
 
 4: 
 
 14 . . .61 
 
 4: 
 
 14 16 tq6, 213, 627 
 
 4: 
 
 16 . 341, 3g8, 418 
 
 4: 
 
 15, 16 q, 201, 218 
 
 5: 
 
 8' 14 . . 230 
 
 6: 
 
 19, 20 . 24, 247 
 
 7 • 
 
 25 . . 210, 211 
 
 10 
 
 : 7 . . .175 
 
 10 
 
 : 22 . 270, 605 
 
 xo 
 
 : 22-23 • • 27 
 
 n 
 
 : 4 . . • 4i<^ 
 
 12 
 
 : I . . .452 
 
 12 
 
 : 3 . 227, 416, 455 
 
 12 
 
 : II . . 458 
 
 12 
 
 : 16 . . 490 
 
 12 
 
 : 18-25 . a, 565 
 
 12 
 
 : 22-24 • . 230 
 
 17 
 
 •.69 . . 216 
 
 Jam KM. 
 
 HYMN 
 
 I 
 
 17 . 
 
 232, 737 
 
 I 
 
 27 . 
 
 • 483 
 
 4 
 
 8 . 
 
 ^4, 4»3 
 
 4 
 
 • 14 . 9» 
 
 694, 742 
 
 4 
 
 14. 15 . 
 
 . 748 
 
 
 I Pktfh. 
 
 I 
 
 7 • 
 
 . 2':i8 
 
 I 
 
 : 8 . 242. 
 
 281, 381, 
 411 
 
 I 
 
 : 12 . 
 
 . 230 
 
 I 
 
 14 17 . 
 
 . 489 
 
 I 
 
 15 . 
 
 . 36() 
 
 I 
 
 19 . 
 
 . 408 
 
 2 
 
 . 
 
 . 561 
 
 2 
 
 7 . 
 
 231, 380 
 
 2 
 
 17 . 
 
 • T^:s 
 
 2 
 
 21 23 . 
 
 T70. 24 T, 
 
 403, 578 
 
 
 
 24 . 
 
 288. 591 
 
 2 
 
 25 • 
 
 . ^yj 
 
 4 
 
 7 • 
 
 ' 37' 
 
 5 
 
 7 • '37. 
 
 375, 486, 
 535 
 
 
 2 Tktku. 
 
 I 
 
 I 
 
 . 231 
 
 1 
 
 58 
 
 . 481 
 
 I 
 
 16-21 
 
 • 275 
 
 I 
 
 17 . 
 
 . 241 
 
 3 
 
 lO I ? 
 
 . 6S4 
 
 3 
 
 18 / . 
 
 . 37 
 
 
 1 John. 
 
 I 
 
 2 . 
 
 • 29s 
 
 1 • 
 
 3 • 
 
 • 55' 
 
 I 
 
 5 • 
 
 . 105 
 
 I 
 
 . 7 . 240 
 
 376, 026 
 
 2 
 
 : I . 
 
 • 446 
 
 3 
 
 : 2 ' 
 
 205, 407 
 
 3: 
 4: 
 4: 
 
 21 
 
 I John. 
 
 IIVM V 
 
 2, 3 • . 550 
 8 . . 494, 5<'o 
 16 , 104, 108, 12a 
 
 JlPK. 
 
 : . . . 6it 
 
 HKVKLA 
 10 . 
 
 20 . 
 8 . 
 10-12 
 
 4: 12, 13 
 5 : 10 . 
 S: It . 
 5: 12-14 
 
 6:2 . 
 6: 16, 17 
 
 7: '5 '7 
 
 7: 17 . 
 8: 15 17 
 9 : o, 10 
 
 •4: «5 
 '5: 
 '9: 
 20: 
 20 ; 
 21 : 
 21 ; 
 
 21 ; 
 21 
 
 22 : 
 22 
 22 
 
 3 • 
 
 • 
 
 r . 
 12 
 
 696 
 
 29 
 
 T 6 
 '7 
 
 22 : 20 
 
 riox. 
 4"3, 4^V 
 
 • 3'3 
 30 ', 304 
 
 • 223 
 207, 209, 
 
 212, 2T7 
 
 . '4 
 
 . 68c; 
 
 . 228 
 
 14, 200 
 
 701 
 
 . 236 
 
 • 7R7 
 604, 702. 
 
 704, 711 
 . 297 
 . 2()0 
 
 • 593 
 . 601 
 
 . 220 
 
 • 45 
 
 , 697, 702 
 
 . 693 
 
 703, 708 
 
 . 297 
 
 705. 707 
 . 98 
 . 708 
 
 . 707 
 126, 183, 
 
 334, 5' 5 
 
 12, 229, 
 
 664 
 
 432 
 
IIYMV 
 
 08, 12a 
 
 . 6it 
 
 . 3'3 
 JO I, 304 
 
 . 223 
 !07. 209, 
 
 212, 2T7 
 . 14 
 
 . 68=1 
 . 228 
 
 14. 2CX1. 
 
 70 T 
 
 . 236 
 
 . 7«7 
 604. 7' ^2. 
 
 704,7" 
 . 297 
 . 200 
 
 . 593 
 . 601 
 . 220 
 . 45 
 , 6q7, 70'-^ 
 . 693 
 703, 70^ 
 . 297 
 705, 707 
 . 98 
 . 708 
 . 707 
 126, 183, 
 334,515 
 12, 229, 
 664 
 
 INDEX OF SUBJECTS. 
 
 [The fifinrcn <ffsifinafc Hiimns.] 
 
 Abii.. : of CliriHt, 82, 95. 222, 391, 399, 439. so8. 526 
 AbiiUi»(« in Christ, 357, 358, 382, 399. 410, '529, 537, 542, 544 
 AbHence from C'liriHt, lOb, 328, 329, 330 
 
 Acceptance through (yhrist, 175, 178, 252, 255, 368, 389, 424, 445 
 Activity. 180, 452, 453. 454, 461, 499, 500, 502, 503, 511, 514 
 Advent of Christ : — 
 
 At Birth, 148-160 
 
 To Judgment, 683-693 
 Aflliction, 83, 4-'o, 462, 488, 490 
 Angels, 50, 52, 112, 148, 153, 155, 159 
 Anniversary, 736-740 
 
 Aspiration, 12, 13, 20, 37, 61, 74, 400, 409, 412-414 
 Atonement, 288, 292, 293, 295, 297, 298, 352, 473, 479, 532, 533 
 
 r.ACKSLlDING, 289, 339, 348, 445 
 
 Jiuptism, 572-581 
 JU'nevolence, 512, 513 
 IJible, 117, 271 281, 434 
 
 Call of Gosprl, 141, 301-338, 497 
 Calmness, 55, 63, ^76 
 (Julvary, 184, 18H ^9, 190, 191 
 Cares, 371, 396, 4b. . 535 
 (Uieerfulness, 387, 48(3 
 Christ — 
 
 Birth. See Advent. 
 
 Advocate, 9. 210, 380 
 
 Ascension, 28, 197, 198, 199, 200. 207 
 
 Character of, 54, 171, 219, 240. 248, 390, 456 
 
 Conqueror, 77. 83, 174, 200, 204, 206, 233 
 
 Crucified, 82, 182, 183, 191, 298 
 
 Divinity, 15, 88, 140. 163, 175, 226, 383, 384, 402, 530 
 
 Example, 164, 168, 170, i8t, 241, 405, 407 
 
 Friend, 83, 91, 9^. 167, 173, 176, 238, 304, 345, 346, 396, 469 
 
 Ouide, 28, 89, 95, v8, 353, 362, 386, 393, 425, 426, 427, 464, 495, 506, 
 
 554, 557 
 Hiding- Place, 97, «77, 245, 246, 441, 473, 530 
 Humanity, 83, 175 
 
 433 2B 
 
INDEX OF SUBJECTS. 
 
 Medintor, 9, 57, 141, 210, 213 
 
 Priest, 28, 211, 212, 213, 214, 218, 428 
 
 I'rophet, 165, 211, 213 
 
 Kesurrcction of, 77, 185, 192, 193, 194, 195, 202, 203, 208, 211 
 
 Shepherd, 124, 138, 143, 14}, 166, 172, 231 
 Christians— 
 
 Afflictions, 260, 548 
 
 Blessed, 25, 37, 43, 262, 307, 481, 532, 533, 558 
 
 Conrticts, 55, 131, 166, 221, 262, 382, 451, 458, 460, 463, 466, 467 
 
 Discipline, 372, 373, 394 
 
 Duties, 259, 269, 466 
 
 Encouragements, 135, 221, 259, 373, 378, 463 
 
 rrivileges, 8, 15, 53 
 
 I'raying, 33, 38, 86, 265, 269, 401, 432, 457, 469, 501 
 Church, 561-571 
 
 Delight in, 19, 25, 26, 57, 563, 564 
 
 Foun '^d on Christ, 279, 518, 561, 568, 569 
 
 Cod in, 48, 518, 563, 568, 571 
 
 Increase of, 5O2, 564, 570 
 
 Uniting witli, 565, 566, 582 
 Confession, 225, 285, 291 
 
 Consecration, 459, 475 479, 481, 484. 505, 506, 507 
 Conversion, 308, 309, 310, 317, 319, 395 
 Conviction, 182, 187, 287, 334, 33H, 351, 465, 467, 531 
 Courage, 157, 276, 465, 467, 531 
 Cross, 82, 182, 186, 188, 189, 468, 474, 480, 485, 496, 594 
 
 Death and Resurrection, 361, 663-681 
 
 Dedications, 656-662 
 
 Dependence, 367 
 
 Depravity, 182, 187, 283, 286, 306, 343 
 
 Kternitt, 110 
 
 Evening, 68, 84, 87, 89, 94 
 
 Faith, xo8, 126, 182, 272, 278, 352, 369, 370, 374, 416, 455 
 
 Fellowship, 516-524, 567, 582, 583 
 
 Furgivenebs, 187, 245, 256, 305, 313, 332, 333, 336, 430, 553 
 
 God :— Attributes — 
 
 Benevolence, 39, 42, 44, 49, 50, 109, 128, 142 
 
 Compassion, 34, 39, 40, 102, 128, 130, 139, 186, 271, 519 
 
 Creator, 10, 34, 47, 49, 546 
 
 Faithfulness, 34, 49, 82, loi, 547 
 
 Holiness, 22, 23, 122, 406, 415, 553 
 
 Love, 104, 108, 116, X20, 174, 249 
 
 Mercjr, 4, 5, 6, 18, 23, 32, 40, 58, 119, 126, 285, 449, 525 
 
 Omnisoience, 56, 105, 113, 118, 440 
 
 Trinity, 44, 50, 76, 87, 88, 103, 106, 127, 129 
 
 Unchangeableness, 82, 123, 379 
 
 Wisdom, 39, 56, 114, lis 
 Grace, 18, 19, 20, 82, 131, 135, 140, 325, 433, 550, 552 
 Gratitude, 35, 41, 58, 60, 93, 146, 147 
 Guilt, 289, 299 
 
 434 
 
INDEX OF SUBJECTS. 
 
 Heart, 169, 255-257, 317, 400 
 
 Heathen, 405. Sec MisnionH. 
 
 Heaven, 74, 93, 205, 389, 417, 426, 694-711 
 
 HolincsH, 252, 254, 261, 266, 406, 415, 553 
 
 Holy Spirit, 252-270 
 
 Hope, 12, 253, 559 
 
 Humility, 27, 267, 285 
 
 Immortality, 550. See Heaven. 
 Ingratitude, 267, 444 
 IiitercesHion, 57. See under Christ. 
 Invitation, 301-338 
 
 Jerusalkm, 539. See Heoven. 
 
 Joy. 35. 59. 65, 69, 75, 81, 157, 215, 224, 232, 270, 387, 391, 392 
 
 Justification, 283. Sec Faith and Atoueiuent. 
 
 Lamb of God, 183, 184, 217, 220, 223, 227, 228, 229, 247, 290, 293, 344, 
 
 347, 359, 408 
 Life, 98, no, 483, 484 
 liord's Day, 56, 63-81 
 liord's Prayer, 356, 429, 435, 491, 492, 493 
 Lord's Suiiper, 584-590 
 Love of Christians, 411, 516-524. See Fellowship. 
 
 Man's Lost State, 283-287 
 
 Mnrriage, 720, 721 
 
 Missions, 640-654 
 
 Morning, 67, 80. See Lord's Day. 
 
 National, 722-725 
 
 Nature, 111, 280, 281, 322 
 
 Nearness to God, 358, 403, 412, 413, 414, 494- 516 
 
 Ordinances. See Baptism and Lord's Supper. 
 Ordination. See Pastor. 
 
 ffi 
 
 Pastor, 595-603 
 
 I'eace, 68, bo, 538. See Justification and Kest. 
 
 Pentecost. See Holy Spiiit. 
 
 Praise, 2, 7, 11, 16, 17, 21, 31, 32, 33, 34, 36, 40, 41, 42, 44-48, 50, 60, 
 
 92, 234, 239, 240. See also Worship. 
 Prayer, 30, 64, 85, 354, 398, 401, 418, 419, 421, 431, 436, 437, 438, 441, 
 
 442, 446 
 I'romises, 29, 363 
 Providence, 51, 99, 115, 125, 133, 136, 137, 356, 373, 487 
 
 Redemption, 44, 54, 162, 203, 230, 237, 242, 479, 507, 527, 551 
 
 Refuge, 132, 145, 300, 318, 335, 349, 355, 422, 423, 528, 545 
 
 Regeneration, 264, 284 
 
 Repentance, 182, 315, 327, 337, 342, 447, 448 
 
 Rest, 68, 72, 137, 138, 303, 311, 312, 326, 355, 388, 395 
 
 Revival, 609-629 
 
 Rock of Ages, 121, 123, 13a, 300, 472, 534, 543 
 
 435 
 
INDEX OF SUBJECTS. 
 
 SABnATH. See Lord's Day. 
 
 Salvation, loo, 134, 154, 243, 251, 272, 275, 286, 296, 300, 32T, 323, 
 
 350, 472, 560. See Christ, Atonement, Justlficiition. 
 Seameu, 730, 735 
 Self-Dedicatior, 61, 244, 340, 366, 385, 459, 471, 475. 476, 510. See 
 
 ConRecration. 
 Sin, 243, 283, 325, 360, 377. See Man^s Lost State. 
 Soul, 96, 161, 162, 268, 383, 384, 560. See Salvation. 
 
 Tkmperancr, 726-728 
 Teinj»tation, 3, 86, 429, 450, 489, 537 
 Thanksgiving, 713-719 
 Trust, 450 
 
 Victory— 
 Of Christ, 73, 183, 216, 236. See Resurrection of Christ. 
 Of Christians, 55, 73, 135, 357, 375 
 
 Work, 70, 269, 497, 500, 502-504, 509, 511, 513, 515. See Activity. 
 
 World, 282, 324 
 
 Worsliip, I -61, 62, 69, 70, 90 
 
 Ykar, opening and closing, 742-751 
 Youth, 274, 631-639 
 
 Zeal, 61, 384, 452, 453, 454, 441, 512. See Activity. 
 Zion, 48, 132, 160, 570, 571. See Church. 
 
JM{ ^r-^' 
 
 t-t-x^ 
 
 INDEX OF AUTHORS AND TRANSLATORS. 
 
 p. — Publuhed. 
 In cases where there are tico dates within brackets, one is the dale of 
 
 birth, the other of death. 
 
 Adams, Mrs. Sarah Flower (1805—1848) 
 
 Addison, Joseph (1672-1719) 
 
 Aldersoii, Eliza S 
 
 Alexander, Mrs. Cecil Frances (1823 — ) 
 
 Alexander, Rev. James Waddell, D.D. (1804—1859) ... 
 Alexander, Rev. William Lindsay, D.D. (1808-18H4) 
 
 Allen, Rev. George Nelson (1812-1877) 
 
 Allen, Rev. James (1734-1804) 
 
 Allen, Rev. Jonathan (p. 1801) 
 
 Allen, Oswald (1816— 1878) 
 
 AUine, Rev. Henrv (1748-1785) 
 
 Anstice, Joseph (l'808— 1836) 
 
 Astley, Charles T. (/>. 1860) 
 
 Auber, Miss Harriet (1773—1862) 
 
 Aveling, Rev. Thomas W. (1815-1884) 
 
 Baker, Rev. Sir Henrv Williams (1821—1877) 124, 462, 
 
 Bakewell, Rev. John (1721-1819) 
 
 Baldwin 
 
 Baldwin, Rev. Thomas, D.D. (1753—1825) 
 
 Barbauld, Mrs. Anna Laetitia (1743—1825) 
 
 Baring-Gould, Rev. Sabine (1834— ) 
 
 Barton. Bernard (1784-1849) 
 
 Bathurst, Rev. William Hilev (1796— 1877) 
 
 Baxter, Mrs. Lydia (1809— 1874) 
 
 Beddome, Rev. Benjamin (1717—1795) 183, 230, 272, 
 
 524, 537. 
 
 Bernard of Clair vaux (1091— 1153) 
 
 Bernard of Cluny (about 1122) 
 
 Bethune, Rev. George Washington, D.D. (1805—1862) 
 
 Bevan, Mrs. E. F. (p. 1859) 
 
 Bickenteth, Rev. Edward Henry (1825 — ) 
 
 Blaoklock, Rev. Thomas, D.D. (1721—1791) 
 
 BUss, Rev. Philip P. (1838— 1877) 
 
 Bode, Rev. John Ernest (1816— 1874) 
 
 437 
 
 HYMV 
 412 
 
 144, 147, 730 
 507 
 
 506 
 
 ... tr. 189 
 
 736 
 480 
 
 228 
 332 
 336 
 301 
 
 371 
 
 433 
 ... 70, 266 
 
 20 
 703, 720, 72s 
 
 212 
 
 520 
 
 573 
 522, 667, 718 
 
 ... 91, 461 
 276, 376 
 
 263, 369. 583 
 
 623 
 
 315, 436, 471, 
 
 572, 581, 595 
 
 241. 390, 39^ 
 
 694, 696, 698 
 
 668 
 
 ... tr. 320 
 
 121, 593 
 
 10 
 
 604, 619, 625 
 
 459 
 
 l< 
 
Bouar, Ilov. HoiHtius, D.D. (1809— 1S8») 107 
 
 357. 359, 368, 388. 393, 495, S02. 538, 627, 664, 708 
 
 HYMN 
 , 122, 156, 166, 298, 
 
 1872) 
 
 105, 108, 165, 188, 688 
 
 226 
 
 447 
 
 tr. from Geinuin 17^? 
 
 254 
 
 642,67') 
 
 662 
 
 S4t loj 
 
 34'J 
 
 in 
 
 739 
 636 
 
 715 
 
 1854) 
 
 Bowring, Sir John, LIi.l>. (1792 
 
 Bridges, Miitthew (1800— 1852) 
 
 Bronto, Miss Auue (1811>-1841>) 
 
 Browne, H. K. 
 
 Browne, Rev. Simon (1G80— 1732) 
 
 Bruce, Michael (174«J—17C.7) 
 
 Bryant, William Cullen (1794—1878) ... 
 Burder, Kev. George (1752—1832) 
 Biunham, Rev. Richard (1749—1810) ... 
 
 Burns, Rev. Dawson (^). 1878) 
 
 Burrage, H. S. 
 
 Burton, John (1773—1822) 
 
 Butcher, Rev. Edmund (1757—1822) 
 
 C.UIBRIDGK, Ada (1844— ) 
 
 Campbell, Tiiomas (1777—1844) 
 
 Gary, Miss Phcebe (1825-1871) . . 
 Caswell, Rev. Edward (1814-1878) 
 
 Cennick, Rev. John (1717—1755) , 
 
 Chandler, Rev. John (1800-1870) 
 
 Clark, Rev. John (18-13— ) 
 
 Cleaveland, Benjamin (1733—1811) 
 
 Codner, Mrs. Elizabeth (;). 1800) 
 
 Coffin, Charles (1670-1749) 
 
 CoUyer, Rev. AVilliam Bengo, D.D. (1782 
 
 Cornier, Josiah (1789— 1855) 
 
 Cong. Si.|)|demenii 
 
 Cooper, Edward (1770— ISXi) 
 
 Corbun, J 
 
 Cotterill, Rev. Thomas (1779-1823) 
 Cotton, Bishop G. E. I. {p. 1801) 
 Cousin, Mrs. Anne Ross (/). 1857) 
 Cowper, William (1731—1800) ... 30, 133 
 
 Coxe, Rev. Arthur Cleveland, D.D. (1818— 
 Crosby, ISliss Fanny Jane {»vc Van Alstvne). 
 Crosswell, Rev. William (1804—1851) ... 
 dishing. Rev. W. O. (1823— ) 
 Cutting, Rev. Sewall S., D.D. (1813—1882) 
 
 Davies, Rev. Samuel (1724-1701) 
 
 Diivis, Rev. Thomas (/). 1855) 
 
 Deck, James George (1802— ) 
 
 Denny, Sir Edward (1796— ) 
 
 Dickson, William (1817— 1889) 
 
 Dix, William Chatterton (1837— ) 
 
 Doane, Rev. George Washington, D.D. (1799—1859) 
 
 Dohell, John (1757-1840) 
 
 Doddridge, Rev. Philip, D.D. (1702—1751) 74, 135, 154, 
 
 380, 395, 452. 510, .S14, 519. 529. 
 598, 638, 689, 742, 744, 746, 
 
 Doddridge and E. Osier 
 
 Potrnton, Rev. Ueury (1818—1885) 
 
 438 
 
 264, 
 
 28: 
 
 7t 
 
 6i.i 
 
 ... tr. 241, 390 
 
 247, 389, 5.S4, (^9t 
 ... tr. 327, 657 
 
 349, 74^J 
 
 413 
 
 610 
 
 3-7 
 
 ... 318, 329, 64 1 
 •• 21,41,356 
 
 66t 
 
 106 
 
 418 
 
 3^ 
 
 146 
 
 704 
 
 297,372, 379, 4", 
 
 414, 441, 496, 73.1 
 
 ... 164 
 
 168 
 
 613 
 
 109 
 
 479 
 
 116 
 
 201, 383, 
 
 94. 
 
 490. 54 1 
 
 181, 586 
 
 633 
 
 149, 3»i 
 
 178, 328 
 
 323 
 
 214. 338, 
 S3S. S70. 
 
 749. 7.50 
 SOI 
 
 "9. 74S 
 
\ 
 
 INDEX OF AUTHORS AND TRANSLATORS. 
 
 HYMN 
 
 i66, 298, 
 
 , 664, 708 
 
 , 188, 688 
 
 226 
 
 447 
 rmun 173 
 
 254 
 
 642, 67') 
 
 662 
 
 ... 54. 104 
 
 34'^ 
 
 737 
 
 739 
 
 264, 63'J 
 
 715 
 
 7t 
 
 :\. 241, 3</J 
 
 J9. 5.S4, ^91 
 
 tr. 327, 657 
 
 349. 74'> 
 
 4Vi 
 610 
 
 327 
 18, 329. 641 
 
 2t, 41, 35'^ 
 66t 
 ic/i 
 418 
 
 3^ 
 14*3 
 
 704 
 s, 379. 4". 
 ti, 496, 733 
 
 164 
 
 16S 
 
 ■.".'. 613 
 109 
 
 479 
 116 
 
 |83, 490, 541 
 
 181, 586 
 
 632 
 
 149. 311 
 94. 178, 328 
 J ... 32J 
 I4. 214. 338. 
 |9. 535. 570. 
 46, 749. 750 
 501 
 ii9i 74S 
 
 DuffieUl, Rev. George (ISIS— ) 
 Dwight, Rev. Timothy, 1).1>. (17r.2-lSl7) 
 Dyer, Rev. Sidney (1814— ) 
 
 EdmestuX, James (1791— 18G7) 
 
 Kllerton, Rev. Jolin (182(}— ) 
 
 Elliott, iMiss Charlotte (1789— 1871 ) 
 Elven. Rev. Cornelius (1797— 1873) 
 Evans, Rev. Jonathan (1749— ISOJt) 
 Everest, Charles William ( 1 .. 1833) 
 
 Fabeb, Rev. Frederick William, D.D. (1814- 18«)3) 
 
 Fawcett, Rev. John, D.D. (1739-1817) .. 
 
 Fawcett and Wesley 
 
 FellowH, John( —1785) 
 
 Flowerdew, Mrs. Alice (1759—1830) 
 Francis, Rev. Lenjamin (1734—1799) ... 
 
 G. B. Hymn-Book 
 
 Gaskell, William (1805— 1884) 
 
 Gerhardt, Rev. Paul (IGOO— 167()) 
 Gibbons, Rev. Thomas, D.D. (1720-1785) 
 Giles, Rev. John Eustace (1805-1825) ... 
 Gill, Rev. Thomas Hornblower (1819— ) 
 Goode, Rev. William ( 1762— 181G) 
 
 Gough, Benjamin (1805-1877) 
 
 Grant, Sir Robert (1785— 1838) 
 
 Grigg, Rev. Joseph (1723-17G8) 
 
 Gurney, Rev. John Hampden (1802—1802) 
 
 Hall, Mrs. K. SI. (p. 1870) 
 
 Hammond, Rev. William ( 719-1783) ... 
 
 Hanaford, Mrs. J. H. {p. 1852) 
 
 Hankey, Miss Catherine (18G5 — ) 
 
 Hart, Rev. Joseph (1712—1708) 
 
 Hastings, Thomas (1784—1872) ... 314. 
 
 Hatfield, Edwin Francis (1807—1883) ... 
 Havergul, Miss Frances Ridley (1830—1879) 
 
 Hftweis, Rev. Thomns, LL.D. (1732—1820) 
 Hawks, Mrs. Annie Sherwood (1835 — ) 
 
 Hawley, H. H. (1817— ) 
 
 Hay ward, T. (Dobell's Collection, 180G) .. 
 
 Heath, Rev. George ( —1822) 
 
 Heber, Bishop Reginald, D D. (1783— 182«;) 
 
 Hemans, Mrs. Felicia Dorothea (1794—1835) 
 
 Hickson, W. K ( —1870) 
 
 Hill, Rev. Rowland (1744—1833) 
 
 Holmes, Oliver Wendell (1809— ) ... 
 Hopper, Edv-ard, D.D. (1818— ) 
 
 Hoskins, Joseph (1745— 1788) 
 
 How, Rev. William Walsham (1823— ) 
 Humphreys, Rev. Joseph (1720— ) ... 
 
 439 
 
 HV.MM 
 
 467.473 
 ••• 65,337,564 
 629 
 
 •■ 80,429,553 
 
 93.439 
 
 •• 77. 347. 49a 
 
 35t 
 
 184 
 
 463 
 
 ... 95, 126, 153, 
 
 370, 556, 699 
 
 27 i, 290, 373, SI 7 
 
 46 
 
 634 
 
 7«.? 
 
 658 
 
 513 
 
 748 
 
 .3«3 
 
 128 
 
 579 
 
 ...6ij268 
 
 22s 
 
 597 
 
 42,4.38 
 
 304.456 
 405, 7»6 
 
 607 
 
 38, 220, 486 
 
 498 
 
 624 
 
 92, 252, 313 
 
 402, 425, 469, 488, 504 
 
 728 
 
 , . 242, 358, 458, 476, 
 
 478, 484. 509 
 
 3^^ 
 
 608 
 
 559 
 
 78 
 
 457 
 
 .. 112, 150, 631, 644 
 678, 687 
 
 431 
 
 723 
 
 6<3 
 
 i»7. 494 
 
 73t 
 
 289 
 
 76, 177, 279, 513 
 
 • • • • t • ••• 00 
 
INDEX OF AUTHORS AND TKANSLATOHS. 
 
 Huntiiwloii, 8elina, CounteHg of (1707- 
 Hy<lo, Mw. Anil lieadlty (1799—1871') 
 Uyiiiiiit from tliu Land of Luther ... 
 
 Jackson, llev. Kdwurd Hall {p. 187H) 
 tlohii of DiiiiiiiHcUH (about 78U) 
 Joaeph of the Stutliuiii (0th century) 
 
 17'.»1) 
 
 HVMN 
 
 86, exji 
 302 
 
 68(j 
 
 630 
 557 
 
 Kkulk, Ruv. John (1792- 18<»0) 96,553 
 
 Kp«ii« 534 
 
 Kelly, Kev. Tiioiiiiis (1709 — 1855) 27, 72, 195, 198, 203, soy, 216, 227, 
 
 229, 232, 23^3, 249, 353, 552, 571. 651 
 Kftniptlionie, Hev. Jnlin (! 775—18:^8) 4^ 
 
 Ken, HiHhopTlioniuM, D.D. (1U37— 1711) 49,84,89 
 
 King, Rev. John (1788—1858) '. 639 
 
 K noli JH, Rev. FninciH Mindeu (1815— 18(»;^> 707 
 
 Krishna Pal (1801— 1882) 591 
 
 Lathuuuy, Miss Marv A. (p. 1877) 8 
 
 Lynch. Rev. Tlionias'Toke (1818 1871) 259,499 
 
 Lyte, Rev. Henry Francis (1793—1847) 6, 18, 43, 44, 53, 81, 82, 392, 
 
 477, S^^ 
 
 Macduff, Rev. Jului R., D.D. (/j. 1853) 
 
 Mackay, Mi'h. Margaret {p. 1832) 
 
 Mnckay, Rev. William Taton (1803 — ) 
 
 Madan. Rev. Mar* (1720—1790) 
 
 Mant, Bishop Rici id, D.D. (1770^-1848) 
 
 March, Rev. Daniel, D.D. (1810— ) 
 
 Mardley, J. (lOth century), and R, Heber 
 
 Marriott, Rev. John (1780— 1825) 
 
 Marsden, Joshua (/). 1812) 
 
 ISIathams, Rev. AV. J. ( ;>. 1878) 
 
 Maude, Mrs. Marv Fowlttr {p. 1848) 
 
 Maxwell, James (1720—1800) 
 
 M'Comb, William (1793— ) 
 
 IM'Kenzie, W. S., D.D. (1832— ) 
 
 Medley, Rev. Samuel (1738— 1799) 
 
 Meinhold, Kev. John William (1797—1851) 
 
 Midlane, Rev. Albert (1825— ) 
 
 Mills, Mrs. Elizabeth (1805-1829) 
 
 Milman, Dean Henry Hart, D.D. (1791—1808) ... 
 
 Milton, John (1008- 1074) 
 
 Monsell, Rev. John Bamuel Burley, LL.D. (1811 — 
 
 Montgomery, James (1771—1854) ... 2, 40, 52, 57, 
 
 435, 437. 463. 5". 566, .582, 
 648, 659, 660, 672, 695 
 
 Moore, Thomas (1779— 1852) 
 
 »Iote, Rev. Edward (1797—18.30) 
 
 Aluhlenburg, Kev. William Augustus, D.D. (1790- 
 
 Keale, Rev. John Mason, D.D. (1818—1800) ,.. 
 
 Needhaui, Rev. Johu {p. 1708) 
 
 440 
 
 
 « 
 
 «. 
 
 683 
 
 6(J5 
 
 
 
 ., 
 
 626 
 
 237 
 
 50 
 
 50.3 
 446 
 
 ... 
 
 
 •• 
 
 127 
 646 
 366 
 
 3fi5 
 
 ::: 
 
 
 • a 
 
 474 
 2gr 
 
 250 
 
 171, 
 
 211 
 
 221 
 
 . 325 
 675 
 61s 
 
 ... 
 
 
 417 
 
 709 
 
 . . f 
 
 • 
 
 ,. 
 
 432 
 
 . .. 
 
 
 496 
 
 . 733 
 
 1875) 
 
 
 51, 
 
 175, 
 
 375, 
 
 449. 
 
 508 
 
 721 
 
 148, 
 
 269, 
 
 270, 
 
 326, 
 
 584, 
 
 602, 
 
 643. 
 
 647, 
 
 , 701, 
 
 71T, 
 
 717 
 
 ,738 
 
 • •• 
 
 . 
 
 < • 
 
 420 
 
 • ■ • 
 
 , 
 
 • 
 
 365 
 
 -1877) . 
 
 •• 
 
 669 
 
 tr. 
 
 73, 
 
 174. 
 
 557, 
 
 
 694, 
 
 696, 698 
 
 • « • 
 
 
 .. 22 
 
 416 
 
 ^ 
 
II VMS 
 
 . 86, 6ii} 
 686 
 
 630 
 
 73 
 
 557 
 
 . . 96, 553 
 
 534 
 
 216, 227, 
 
 , 571. 651 
 
 45 
 
 4y. 84. 89 
 639 
 
 7"7 
 591 
 
 8 
 
 259, 499 
 ; 1 , 82, 392, 
 
 477. 5"8 
 
 ... 683 
 665 
 626 
 237 
 50 
 503 
 44^ 
 127 
 646 
 366 
 
 ; 3«5 
 
 474 
 
 2qi 
 
 250 
 
 221, 325 
 
 .. 675 
 
 .. 61s 
 
 417. 709 
 
 432 
 
 496. 733 
 
 51. ^75. 
 
 . 508. 721 
 
 270, 326, 
 
 , , 643- 647» 
 
 h, 7»7. 738 
 
 420 
 
 365 
 . 669 
 
 \, 174. 557. 
 
 ,, 696, 698 
 
 ... 22, 416 
 
 INDEX OF AUTHORS AND '1 KANSLATOKS. 
 
 \l 
 
 IIVMV 
 
 Neuiimrck, Gooint! (10-1-1081) 1^7 
 
 Neunicistev (tl. ITiVi) 330 
 
 Nevin, llev. Etlwanl H., 1>.1). (1S14 ) 596 
 
 Newman, llev. .Tolm Htiuy, D.D. ^ 1801 -IHIK)) 36a 
 
 Newton, Uev. John (1725—1807) ... i, 67, 131, 170, 187, 231, 341, 
 
 354. 398, 419, 421, 428, 503, 617, 6yo, 751 
 
 Niels Collection 36a 
 
 Nool, Caroline 31 019 
 
 Obeulin. Rev. Jeuu Fi.deiic (1710— 18i;i5; 481 
 
 (»cc(»in. l;cv. Samson (1723 171)2) 284 
 
 Onilerdonk, Bi.shop Henry Ustick, D.U (178l> 1808) 330, 3 }4, 460 
 
 VA(;Ii:, Edgar 
 
 Palmer, He v. lUy, D.D. (1808 1888) 
 
 Perronet, llfv. Kaward(172t5 1792) 
 
 Phelim, liev. Sylvanno Drydoij, D.D. (/>. I8»i'J) 
 Plumptre, Rev. Edward Hay;, D.D. (1821—1801) 
 
 Pott, Rev. Francis (1832— ) 
 
 Potter, Rev. ThomaH J. (1827—1873) ... 
 Prentice, Mr.s. Elizabeth Payson (1818 1878) 
 Pyper, Mary (1795—1870) 
 
 618 
 
 7.S. 222, 344, 350, 381, 408, 
 tr. 39 », 475 
 
 Raffles, Rev. Tliomas, D.D. (1788—1803) 
 Rand, Rev. Silas T., D.D. (1810—1880) . . 
 Rawson, George (1807—1889) 59, «'.. «7, 88, 
 Reed, Rev. Andrew, D.D. (1787-18(i2) . 
 
 Reed. Mrs. Kliza (1794— 1807) 
 
 Rist, J. (1607— 1007) 
 
 Robert II. of France (971 -1031 ) 
 
 Robins, Gurdon (1813— ) 
 
 Robinson, Rev, Charles S.. D.D. (y>. 1802) 
 Robinson, Rev. Robert (173.') 1790) 
 Robinson, Rev. Wade (1838 1877) 
 Ryland, Rev. John, D.D. (17'»3— 1825) ... 
 Ryle's Collection 
 
 Saffeby, Mrs. Maria Grace (1773-1858) 
 
 Sandys, George (1577— 1043) 
 
 Schmolke, Rev. Benjamin (1072—1737) ... 
 
 Scott, Rev. Thomas (1705— 1770) 
 
 Sears, Rev. Edmund Hamilton, D.D. (1810—1870) 
 
 Shaw, K 
 
 Shipton, Anna ( p. 1802) 
 
 Shrubsole, William (1759— 1829) 
 
 Slinn, S: ah (p. 1779) 
 
 Smith, Rev. Samuel F., D.D. (1808— ) 
 
 ao6 
 
 48a 
 179 
 tr. 204 
 386 
 611 
 aos 
 
 Spafford, H. G 
 
 Spaulding, J 
 
 Spencer, James ( 1816— ) 
 
 Spmgeon, Rev. Charles H. (1834—1892) 
 
 Stanley, Dean Arthur Penrhyn, D.D. (1815—1881) 
 
 441 
 
 64 
 
 403 
 257, 261, 361. 5R7, 601 
 
 260, 663 
 324 
 747 
 853 
 70a 
 464 
 
 234. 400 
 377 
 
 396, 577 
 
 .. 28, 442 
 
 580 
 
 56 
 
 491 
 
 >94, 319 
 
 151, »57 
 620 
 
 497 
 
 100, 640 
 
 163 
 
 68, 335. 5^7, 575, 621, 
 
 653. 654, 671 
 
 628 
 
 734 
 733 
 585 
 197 
 
 i: 
 
INDEX OF AUTHORS AND TRANSLATORS. 
 
 nvMN 
 
 Steele, Misa Anno (171»J— 177H) ... 4, la, 31, i6a, 224, 246, 248, 271, 
 
 281, 288, 312, 333, 401, 422, 450, 485, 49J, 528, 545, 549, 674 
 
 Stonnett, Rev. Joneph, D.D. (HM>a-17I3) 63, 590 
 
 Steunett, Kev. Siunuel, D.D. (1727- 17U5) ... 24, 169, 190, 700 
 
 Stephen the Salmito (725— 794) 303 
 
 Stocker, John (/). 177(1) 258 
 
 Stone, Rev. 8amuolJ<»hn (1H30— ) 569 
 
 Stowell, Ciuum HuKh (17JK»— 1805) 423 
 
 Strong, Rev. Nathan, D.D. (1748- 18H;) 719 
 
 Swain, Rev. Joseph (1701— 17%) 523 
 
 Tappan, Rov. Williftm Bingham (1795—1849) 191, 706 
 
 Tate an«l Rnuly Collection (109<>) 7,145 
 
 Tate, Nahuin (1<>52— 1715) 60, 159 
 
 Taylor, Mi«a Kmily (/). 18()4) 13 
 
 Taylor. Rev. John, D.D. (1094—1701) 285 
 
 Taylor, Rev. Thoinaa Rawson (1807— I83r>), ami O. RawHon ... 633 
 
 Tersteegen, Rev. Gerhard (1097—1709) 317 
 
 Thring, Rev. Godfny (1823— ) 98,244 
 
 Thrupp, Miss Dorothy Ann (1779— 1847) 637 
 
 ToplaUy, Rev. AuguatuH Montague (1740—1778) 299, 378, 525, 543 
 
 Tuttiett, Rev. Lauienco (18*25 — ) 172 
 
 TwelU, Rtv. U. (1823— ) 83 
 
 Unknown 
 
 35. 200, 239, 470, 635, 697, 723, 726 
 
 
 Van Alstyne, Mrs. Fanny Jane (Crosby) (1823— ) 407, 445, 
 
 544. 605, 609, 614, 616, 727, 741 
 Voke, Mrs. {p. 1800) 652, 655 
 
 Walfokp, Rev. WillinniW. (1849— ) 622 
 
 Wallace, J. A. {p. 1823) 44° 
 
 Wardlaw, Rev. Ralph, D.D. (1779-1853) 33. 473 
 
 ■\Voring, Miss Anna Laetitia {p. 1850) 355, 487, 540 
 
 Watts, Rev. Isaac, D.D. (1074—1748) ... 3, 5, 9, n, 14. »5. i<J. ^7. 
 19, 25, 26, 34, 37, 39, 47, 48, 55, 58, 62, 69, 79, 90, 99, lOI, 
 102, 110, III, 113, 114, 115, ii8, 123, 125, 129, 130, X32, 134, 
 136, 138, 139, 140, 141, 142, 143, 158, 170, 182, 185, 186, 207, 
 210, 213, 217, 218, 223, 235, 236, 238, 243, 255, 256, 265, 274, 
 275, 277, 278, 280, 283, 286, 287, 292, 293, 294, 295, 296, 300, 
 306, 307, 308, 321, 322, 339, 343, 348, 363, 364, 367, 374, 387, 
 394. 399. 409. 434, 444. 448. 451, 453, 455, 466, 483, 489, 521, 
 530. 532, 533. 536, 539, 546, 547, 548, 550, 558, 560, 561, 562, 
 565, 576, 588, 593. 594, 596, 645, 649, 656, 666, 670, 677, 679, 
 
 680, 681, 682, 684, 685, 692, 705, 710 
 
 Weiszel, Rev. George (1.590— 10a5) 199 
 
 "Wesley, Rev. Charles (1708—1788) 29, 103, 152, 155, 161, 167, 194, 
 196, 202, 208, 215, 240, 251, 267, 305, 309, 310, 331, 340, 342, 
 345, 352, 384. 404, 406, 415, 443, 465, 500, 505, 516, 518, 542, 
 
 589, 599, 743 
 
 Wesley, Rev. John (1703— 1791) tr. 382, 531 
 
 White, Henry Kiike (1785—1800) 735 
 
 Whitfield, Rev. Fiederic( p. 1801) 245,360 
 
 Whiting, William (1825— 1878) 729 
 
 rWhitmore, L 424 
 
 442 
 
INDEX OF AUTII0K3 AND TUANSLAT0K8. 
 
 91, 706 
 7. MS 
 
 60, 159 
 
 »3 
 
 385 
 
 633 
 
 3>7 
 
 . 98, 244 
 637 
 
 525. 543 
 172 
 
 83 
 723, 726 
 
 407, 445 » 
 
 . 727. 741 
 652, 65s 
 
 623 
 
 440 
 
 . 33. 473 
 
 487. 540 
 
 Is. ^^' »7. 
 
 99. 
 
 lOt, 
 
 132. 134, 
 186, 207, 
 265, 274, 
 296, 300* 
 374. 387. 
 489. 521. 
 561, 562. 
 677, 679, 
 . 705. 710 
 199 
 167, 194. 
 340. 342. 
 518, 542, 
 599. 743 
 382, 531 
 735 
 24s. 360 
 729 
 424 
 
 Whittier, John Greonlejif (1808— ISIUM .. 
 Williiiins, Kev. Heiijiiinin ( 1 72.*) ] 7Ur> ) . . 
 Williams, K«v. I«nH«-, IJ.l). (l^OL'-lWn")) 
 WiUiHnis, U»'V. William (1717 17Ui) . . 
 
 Winkler, K. T. (18-.M-188;i) 
 
 Winkw<.itli, MIhs t'athoiiiio (1821) -1«7H) 
 Wolfe, Rev. Am on Kobort ( 182 1— ) . . 
 Wordsworth, llev. (JhriMtoidier, D.D. (18<)7 1 
 Wrcfonl, Kev. John lUynclI, D.I). (I71H.)— 184 
 Wyatt, Kev. Henry Herbert (/.. 185!t) ... 
 
 YoUNOf J 
 
 I) 
 
 Zinzunuouf; Count Nichulus Ludwig (1700—1700) 
 
 Hv.\i>r 
 180 
 
 2J 
 
 43« 
 426, 650 
 
 560 
 tr. 137. »99 
 
 527 
 6m, 97. 19a 
 
 724 
 
 714 
 
 120 
 4^7 
 
 Hi! 
 
 443 
 
5?upplcment. 
 
 — ♦♦ — 
 
 I.. M. 
 
 1 All people that on earth do dwell, 
 
 Sing to the I^rd with cheerful voire ; 
 Ilim sej ve with mirth, His pmise forth tell, 
 Come ye before Him and rejoice. 
 
 2 Know ye, the Lord is God indeed ; 
 
 Without our aid He did us make ; 
 We are His flock, He doth us feed ; 
 And for His sheep He doth us take. 
 
 3 C) enter, then, His gates with praise, 
 
 Approach with joy His courts unto; 
 Praise, laud, and bless His name always, 
 For it is seemly so to do. 
 
 4 For why ? the Lord our God is good, 
 
 His mercy is for ever sure ; 
 His truth at all times firmly stood, 
 And shall from age to age endure. 
 
 W. KETHK. 
 
 c. Ar. 
 
 I M 
 
 
 1 Break, new-born year, on glad eyes break ! 
 
 Melodious voices move ! 
 On, rolling Time ! thou canst not make 
 The Father cease to love. 
 
 2 The parted year had winged feet ; 
 
 The Saviour still doth stay : 
 The new year comes ; but Spirit sweet 
 Thou goest not away. 
 
 445 
 
SUPPLEMENT. 
 
 3 Our hearts in teai-s may oft run o'er ; 
 
 But, Lord, Thy smile still beams ; 
 Our sins are swelling evermore ; 
 But pardoning grace still streams. 
 
 4 Lord, from this year more service win. 
 
 More glory, more delight; 
 O make its hours less sad with sin, 
 Its days with Thee more bright ! 
 
 5 Then may we bless its precious things 
 
 If earthly cheer should come. 
 Or gladsome mount on angel wings 
 If Thou shouldst take us home 
 
 T. II. CILL. 
 
 S. M. 
 
 1 Commit thou all thy griefs 
 And ways into His liands. 
 
 To His sure truth, and tender care, 
 Who earth and heaven commands ; 
 
 2 Who points the clouds their course, 
 Whom winds and seas obey j 
 
 He shall direct thy wandering feet, 
 He shall prepare thy way, 
 
 3 ]*ut thou thy trust in Oovl, 
 In duty's path go on ; 
 
 Fix on His word thv f>i,eadfast eve, 
 So shall thy work be done. 
 
 4 No profit canst thou gain 
 By self-consuming care ; 
 
 To Him commend thy cause. His ear 
 Attends the softest prayer. 
 
 5 He everywhere hath sway, 
 And all things serve His might : 
 
 His every act pure blessing is, 
 His path, unsullied light. 
 
 446 
 
SUPPLEMENT. 
 
 6 Give to the winds thy fears ; 
 Hope, and be undismayed ; 
 
 Cfod hears thy sighs, and counts thy tears ; 
 (lod shall lift up thy head. 
 
 7 Through waves, and clouds, and storms, 
 He gently clears thy way ; 
 
 Wait thou His time — thy darkest night 
 Shall end in brightest day. 
 
 p. OEUHAHDT, trOilf. J. WESLEY. 
 
 8.6.8.8.0. 
 
 1 Eternal Light I Internal Light ! 
 
 How pure the soul must \ie, 
 When, placed within Thy searching sight. 
 It shrinks not, but with calm delight. 
 
 Can live, and look on Thee 1 
 
 2 The spirits that surround Thy throne, 
 
 May bear the burning bliss ; 
 Ihit that is surely theirs alone, 
 iSince they have never, never known 
 
 A fallen world like this. 
 
 3 ! how shall I, whose native sphere 
 
 Is dark, whose mind is dim, 
 liefore the Ineffable appear, 
 An<l on my naked spirit bear 
 
 That uncreated beam ? 
 
 4 There is a way for man to rise 
 
 To that sublime abode : — 
 An offering and a sacrifice, 
 A Holy Spirit's energies. 
 
 An Advocate with God. 
 
 5 These, these i)repare us for the sight 
 
 Of holiness above ; 
 'J'he sons of ignorance and night 
 May dwell in the Eternal Light, 
 
 Through the Eternal Love ! 
 
 T. BISNET. 
 
 447 
 
SUPPLEMENT. 
 
 O C. M. 
 
 1 Father of mercies ! God of love ! 
 
 My Father and my God ! 
 I'll sin^ the honours of Thy name, 
 And spread Thy praise abroad. 
 
 2 My soul, in pleasing wonder lost. 
 
 Thy various love surveys ; 
 Where shall my grateful lips begin, 
 Or where conclude, Thy praise ? 
 
 3 In every period of my life 
 
 Thy kindest thoughts appear ; 
 Thy mercies gild each transient scene, 
 And ci*own each circling year. 
 
 4 In all these mercies may my soul 
 
 A Father's bounty see ; 
 Nor let the gifts U'hy grace bestows, 
 Estrange my heart from Thee. 
 
 5 Teach me, in times of deep distress, 
 
 To own Thy hand, my God ! 
 And in submissive silence learn 
 The lessons of Thy rod. 
 
 6 In every varying mortal state, 
 
 Each bright, each dreary scene. 
 Give me a meek and humble mind, 
 Still equal and serene. 
 
 7 Then shall I close my eyes in de.ith, 
 
 Without one anxious fear ; 
 
 For death itself, my God, is life, 
 
 If Thou art with me there. 
 
 O. HEOIN'BOTHAM. 
 
 6 10.10.10.4 
 
 I For all the saints, who from their la!)ours rest, 
 Who Thee by faith before the world confessed. 
 Thy name, O Jesu, be for ever blessed. 
 
 Alleluia ! 
 
 44^ 
 
 > 
 
 f^M 
 
SUPPLEMENT. 
 
 2 Thou wast their rock, their fortress, and their might ; 
 Thou, Lord, their Captain in the well-fought fight ; 
 Thou, in the darkness dr*»sr, their Light of light. 
 
 Alleluia ! 
 
 3 O may Thy sokliei-s, faithful, true and bold, 
 Fight as the saints whc nobly fought of old. 
 And win, with them, the victor's crown of gold. 
 
 Alleluia 1 
 
 4 O blest communion, fellowship divine ! 
 We feebly struggle, they in glory shine ; 
 Yet all are one in Thee, for all are Thine. 
 
 Alleluia ! 
 
 5 And when the strife is fierce, the warfare long. 
 Steals on the ear the distant triumph-song. 
 
 And hearts are brave again, and arms are strong, 
 
 Alleluia ! 
 
 C) The golden evening brightens in the west : 
 Soon, soon to faithful warriors cometb rest ; 
 Sweet is the calm of Paradise the blest. 
 
 Alleluia ! 
 
 7 But lo, there breaks a yet mce glorious day : 
 The saints triumphant rise in bright array ; 
 The King of Glory passes on His way. 
 
 Alleluia ! 
 
 8 From earth's wide bounds, from ocean's farthest coast, 
 Through gates of pearl streams in the countless host, 
 Singing to Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, 
 
 Alleluia ! 
 
 W. W. HOW. 
 
 tWAM. 
 
 .10.4 
 
 Ire^ 
 
 ■;ed, 
 
 iia 
 
 887.887. 
 
 I From the cross the blood is falling. 
 And to us a Voice is calling. 
 
 Like a trumpet silver clear ; 
 *Tis the Voice announcing pardon, 
 " It is finished," is its burden, 
 
 Pardon to the far and near. 
 
 449 « ' 
 
SUPPLEMENT. 
 
 f 
 
 Peace that precious blood is sealing, 
 All our wounds fo ver healing, 
 
 And removing ev.Ty load : 
 Words of peace that Voice htm spoken, 
 Peace that shall no more be broken, 
 
 Peace between the Soul and God. 
 
 God is love ; — we read the writing 
 Traced so deeply in the smiting 
 
 Of the glorious Surety there. 
 God is light ; — we see it beaming, 
 Like a heavenly dayspring gleaming. 
 
 So divinely sweet and fnir. 
 
 Cross of shame, yet tree of glory, 
 Kound thee winds the one great story. 
 
 Of this ever-changing earth ; 
 Centre of the true and holy. 
 Grave of human sin and folly, 
 
 Womb of nature's second birth. 
 
 HOKATIUS BONAR. 
 
 8 
 
 8.7. double. 
 
 Hail I Thou once despisM Jesus, 
 
 Hail ! Thou Galilean King ! 
 TliOU didst suffer to release us ; 
 
 Thou didst free salvation bring. 
 Hail ! Thou universal Saviour, 
 
 Bearer of our sin and shame ! 
 By Thy merits we find favour ; 
 
 Life is given through Thy name. 
 
 Paschal Lamb, by God appointed, 
 
 All our sins on Thee were laid ; 
 By almighty love anointed. 
 
 Thou hast full atonement made. 
 Every sin may be forgiven. 
 
 Through the virtue of Thy blood ; 
 Opened is the gate of heaven. 
 
 Peace is made 'twixt man and God. 
 
 4S0 
 
SUPPLEMENT. 
 
 Jesus, hail 1 enthroned in glory, 
 
 There for ever to abide ; 
 All the heavenly hosts adore Thee, 
 
 Seated at Thy Father's side : 
 There for sinners Thou art pleading, 
 
 " Spare ihem yet another year ; " 
 Thou for saints art interceding, 
 
 Till in glory they appear. 
 
 Worship, honour, power, and blessing, 
 
 Christ is worthy to receive ; 
 Tioudest praises without ceasing. 
 
 Meet it is for us to give : 
 Help, ye bright angelic spirits ! 
 
 Bring your sweetest, noblest lays ; 
 Help to sing our Saviour's merits, 
 
 Help to chant Immanuel's praise ! 
 
 9 
 
 lOKAR. 
 
 louble. 
 
 J BAKRWRLL. 
 
 6.5. double. 
 
 Jesus, wondrous Saviour ! 
 
 Christ, of kings the King f 
 Angels fall before Thee, 
 
 Prostrate, worshipping; 
 Fairest they confess Thee 
 
 In the Heaven above. 
 We would sing Thee fairest. 
 
 Here in hymns of love. 
 
 Fairer far than sunlight 
 
 Unto eyes that wait 
 Amid fear and darkness. 
 
 Till the morning break. 
 Fairer than the day-dawn, 
 
 Hills and dales among, 
 When its tide of glory 
 
 Wakes the tide of song. 
 
 Sweeter far than music 
 Quivering from keys 
 
 That unbind all feeling 
 With strange harmonies, 
 
 451 
 
SUI'PLEMENT. 
 
 10 
 
 Thou art more and dearer 
 l^han all minstrelsy. 
 
 Onl^ in Thy presence 
 Can joy's fulness be. 
 
 4 All earth's flowing pleasures 
 
 Were a wintry sea ; 
 Heaven itself without Thee 
 
 Dark as night would \ye. 
 Lamb of God ! Thy glory 
 
 Is the light above. 
 Lamb of God ! Thy glory 
 
 Is Thy life of love. 
 
 5 Life is death, if severed 
 
 From Thy throbbing heart. 
 Death to life abundant 
 
 At Thy touch would start. 
 Worlds and men and angels 
 
 All consist in Thee ; 
 Yot Thou camest to us 
 
 In humility. 
 
 6 Jesus ! all perfections 
 
 Rise and end in Thee, 
 brightness of God's glory 
 
 Thou, eternally. 
 Favour'd beyond measure 
 
 They Thy face who see ; 
 May we, gracious Saviour, 
 
 Share this ecstacy. 
 
 D. A. M'ORKOOR. 
 
 8.8.8.4. 
 
 1 My God ! is any hour so sweet, 
 Fi*om blush of mom to evening star. 
 As that which calls me to Thy feet,— 
 
 The hour of prayer ? 
 
 2 For then a dayspring shines on me, 
 Brighter than morn's ethereal glow; 
 And richer dews descend from Thee 
 
 Than earth can know. 
 
 452 
 
¥ 
 
 SUPPLEMENT. 
 
 3 Then is my strengtli by Thee renewed ; 
 Then are my sins by Thee forgiven ; 
 Then dost Thou cheer my solitude 
 
 With hope of heaven. 
 
 4 No \voi*ds can tell what swi'et relief 
 Thei-e for my every want I find, 
 
 What Ktrength for warfare, balm for grief, - 
 What |)eace of mind ! 
 
 5 llu.shed is rat'h doubt ; gone evoiy fear; 
 My spirit soems in heaven to btay : 
 And oen iUs\ |)enitontial tear 
 
 li >vi|M>vl awny. 
 
 6 I/»nl ! till I reach yon bK>t»lul ghor^ 
 !No imxvlege so dear shall be, 
 
 A>* nui8 my inmost soul to pour 
 Tn prayer to 'J'hee. 
 
 11 
 
 IRKOOK. 
 
 ,8.8.4. 
 
 C. ELLIOTT. 
 
 C. M. 
 
 1 O Father, though the anxious fear 
 May cloud to-morrow's way, 
 
 Nor fear nor doubt shall enter here ; 
 Ail shall l)e Thine to-day. 
 
 2 We will not bring divided hearts 
 To woi'ship at Thy shrine ; 
 
 But each unholy thought departs. 
 And leaves the temple Thine. 
 
 3 Sleep, sleep to-day, tormenting cai-es 
 Of earth and folly born ; 
 
 Ye shall not dim the light that streams 
 From this celestial morn. 
 
 4 To-morrow will be time enough 
 To feel your harsh control ; 
 
 Ye shall not desecrate, this day, 
 The Sabbath of the soul. 
 
 ANNA LAE'llTIA BARBAULD. 
 
 453 
 
SUPPLEMENT. 
 
 I 
 
 12 C. M. 
 
 1 God of Bethel, by whoso hand 
 
 Thy people still are fed, 
 "Who through tins weary pilgrimage 
 Hast all our fathers led ! — 
 
 2 Our vows, our prayers we now present 
 
 Before Thy throne of grace : 
 God of our fathers ! be the God 
 Of their succeeding race. 
 
 3 Through each perplexing path of life 
 
 Our wandering footsteps guide : 
 Give us each day our daily bread, 
 And raiment fit provide. 
 
 4 O spread Thy covering wings around, 
 
 Till all our wanderings cease. 
 And at our Father's loved abode 
 Our souls arrive in peace. 
 
 5 Such blessings from Thy gmcious hand 
 
 Our humble prayers implore ; 
 And thou shalt be our chosen God 
 And portion evermore. 
 
 bOUDRlDQE. 
 
 13 
 
 L. M. 
 
 1 O Light of life, Saviour dear, 
 Before we sleep bow down Thine ear ; 
 Through dark and day, o'er land and sea, 
 We have no other hope but Thee. 
 
 2 Oft from Thy I'oyal road we pai-t, 
 Lost in the mazes of the heart : 
 
 Our lamps put out, our course forgot, 
 We seek for God and find Him not. 
 
 3 What sudden sunbeams cheer our sight ! 
 What dawning risen upon the night ! 
 Thou giv'st Thyself to us, and we 
 
 Find Guide and Path and all in Thee. 
 
 4 Tlirough day and darkness, Saviour dear, 
 Abide with us more nearly near ; 
 
 454 
 
SUPPLEMENT. 
 
 Till on Thy face we lift our eyes, 
 The Sun of God's own Paradise. 
 
 Praise God, our Maker and our Friend ; 
 Praise Him through time, till time shall end ; 
 Till psalm and song His name adore, 
 Through Heaven's great day of Evermore. 
 
 r. T. PALORAVE. 
 
 14 
 
 8.8.8.4. 
 
 1 O Lord of heaven and earth and sea, 
 To Thee all praise and glory be ; 
 How shall we show our love to Thee, 
 
 Who givest all ? 
 
 2 Thou didst not spare Thine only Son, 
 But gav'st Him for a world undone, 
 And freely with that Bless6d One 
 
 Thou givest all 
 
 3 For souls redeemed, for sins forgiven, 
 For means of grace and hopes of heaven, 
 Father, what can to Thee be given, 
 
 Who givest all ? 
 
 4 We lose what on ourselves we spend, 
 We have as treasure without end 
 Whatever, Ijord, to Thee we lend, 
 
 Who givest all. 
 
 5 Whatever, Lord, we lend to Thee, 
 Repaid a thousandfold will be ; 
 Then gladly will we give to Thee, 
 
 Who givest all ; 
 
 6 To Thee, from whom we all derive 
 Our life, our gifts, our power to give ; 
 O may we ever with Thee live, 
 
 Who givest all I 
 
 a WORIMWORTH. 
 
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 C. M. 
 
 MEAN may seem t])is house of clay, 
 Yet 'twas the Lord's abode ; 
 
 Our feet may mourn this thorny way, 
 Yet here Immanuel trod. 
 
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SUPPLEMENT. 
 
 2 This fleshly robe the Lord did wear; 
 
 This wa*^^ch the Loi-d did keep ; 
 These burdens sore the Lord did bear, 
 These tears the Lord did weep. 
 
 3 Our very frailty brings us near 
 
 Unto the Lord of Heaven ; 
 To every grief, to every tear, 
 Such glory strange is given. 
 
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 Shall link us, Lord, to Thee ; 
 Not only in the tear and groan 
 Shall the dear kindred be. 
 
 5 We shall be reckoned for Thine own, 
 
 Because Thy heaven we share. 
 Because we sing around Thy throne, 
 And Thy bright raiment wear. 
 
 6 O mighty grace, our life to live, 
 
 To make our earth divine I 
 O mighty grace. Thy heaven to give, 
 And lift our life to Thine. 
 
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 T. H. QILL. 
 
 C. M. 
 
 O MYSTERY of Love Divine, 
 
 That thought and thanks o'erpowers ! 
 Lord Jesup, was our portion Thine, 
 
 And is Thy portion ours ? 
 
 Emmanuel ! didst Thou take our place 
 
 To set us in Thine own ? 
 Didst Thou our low estate embrace 
 
 To lift us to Thy throne ? 
 
 Didst T^jou fulfil each righteous deed, 
 
 Grod's perfect will express, 
 That we the unfaithful ones might plead 
 
 Thy perfect faithfulness ? 
 
 Our load of sin and misery 
 Didst Thou the Sinless bear ? 
 
 Thy spotless robe of purity 
 Do we the sinners wear ? 
 
SUPPLEMENT. 
 
 17 
 
 Lord Jesus, is it even so ? 
 
 Have we been loved thus 1 
 AVhat love can we on Thee bestow 
 
 Who hast exchanged with us ? 
 
 Thou, who our very pUce didst take, 
 
 Dwell in our very heart ! 
 Thou, who Thy portion ours dost make, 
 
 Thyself, Thyself impart. 
 
 T. H. UILU 
 
 lis. 
 
 Our rest is in heaven, our rest is not here. 
 Then why should we murmur when trials are near 1 
 Be hushed our complainings, the worst that can come 
 But shortens our jonrney, and hastens us home. 
 
 It is not for us to be seeking our bliss, 
 And building our hopes, in a region like this ; 
 We look for a city which hands have not piled, 
 We pant for a country by sin undefiled. 
 
 The thorn and the thistle around us may grow, 
 We would not lie down upon roses below ; 
 We ask not our portion, we seek not our rest, 
 Till we find them at last in the land of the blest. 
 
 Let doubts, then, and dangers our progress oppose. 
 They only make heaven more sweet at its close ; 
 The road may be rough, but it cannot be long, 
 And we'll smooth it with hope, and cheer it with song. 
 
 H. t\ 
 
 18 
 
 LYTE. 
 
 7s. 
 
 Saviour, teach me day by day. 
 Love's sweet lesson to obey ; 
 Sweeter lesson cannot be — 
 Loving Him who first loved me. 
 
 With a child-like heart of love, 
 At Thy bidding may I move ; 
 Prompt to serve and follow Thee, 
 Loving Him who first loved me. 
 
 Teach me all Thy steps to ti-ace, 
 Strong to follow in Thy grace, 
 457 
 
tUPPLEMENT. 
 
 19 
 
 20 
 
 Learning how to love from Thee, 
 Loving Him who first loved me. 
 
 Tims may I rejoice to show 
 That I feel the love I owe ; 
 Singing, till Thy face I see. 
 Of His love who first loved me. 
 
 JAME LEAbOy. 
 
 C. M. 
 
 1 Siis^CE all the downward tracts of time, 
 
 God's watchful eye surveys, 
 Oh, who so wise to choose our lot, 
 And regulate our ways ? 
 
 2 Since none can doubt His equal love 
 
 Unmeasurably kind. 
 To His unerring, gracious will 
 Be every wish resigned. 
 
 3 Good when He gives supremely good, 
 
 Nor less when He denies ; 
 E'en crosses, from His sovereign band. 
 Are blessings in disguise. 
 
 JAMES UKNUr. 
 
 S. M. 
 
 1 Stand up and bless the Lord, 
 
 Ye people of His choice ; 
 Stand up and bless the Lord your God, 
 With heart and soul and voice. 
 
 2 Though high above all praise. 
 
 Above all blessing high, 
 Who would not fear His holy Name, 
 And laud and magnify ? 
 
 3 O for the living flame 
 
 From His own altar brought. 
 To touch our lips, our minds inspire, 
 And wing to heaven our thought ! 
 
 4 There, with benign regard. 
 
 Our hymns He deigns to hear ; 
 Though unrevealed to mortal sense) 
 The spirit feels Him near. 
 458 
 
SUPPLEMENT. 
 
 ;asoi». 
 C. M. 
 
 5 God is our strength and song, 
 
 And His salvation ours ; 
 Then be His love in Christ proclaimed 
 With all our ransomed powers. 
 
 6 Staiid up and bless the Lord, 
 
 The Lord your God adore ; 
 Stand up and bless His glorious Name, 
 Henceforth for evermore. 
 
 21 
 
 id, 
 
 HKNRY. 
 
 S. M. 
 
 od, 
 
 22 
 
 J. UONTOOUERY. 
 
 8u. 
 
 fV 
 
 The God who created the skies, 
 The strength and support of His saints. 
 Who gives them all needful supplies, 
 And hearkens to all their complaints : 
 
 2 This God is the God we adore, 
 Our faithful, unchangeable Friend ; 
 Whose love is as large as His power. 
 And neither knows measure nor end. 
 
 3 'Tis Jesus, the first and the last. 
 Whose Spirit shall guide us safe home, 
 We'll praise Him for all that is past. 
 And trust Him for all that's to come. 
 
 J. HART. 
 
 C. M. double. 
 
 1 The Son of God goes forth to war, 
 
 A kingly crown to gain ; 
 His blood- red banner streams afar: — 
 
 Who follows in His train ? 
 Who best can drink his cup of woe, 
 
 Triumphant over pain ; 
 Who patient bears his cross below, 
 
 He follows in His train. 
 
 2 The martyr first, whose eagle eye 
 
 Could pierce beyond the grave ; 
 Who saw his Master in the sky. 
 And called on Him to save. 
 
 459 
 
SUPPLEMENT. 
 
 Like Him. with pardon on his tongue, 
 
 In midst of moital pain, 
 He prayed for them that did the wrong : — 
 
 Who follows in his train ? 
 
 A glorious band, the chosen few, 
 
 On whom the Spirit came ; 
 Twelve valiant saints, their hope they knew, 
 
 And mocked the crass and flame. 
 They met the tyrant's brandished steel, 
 
 The lion's gory mane ; 
 They bowed their necks the death to feel : — 
 
 Who follows in their train ? 
 
 A noble army, men and boys, 
 
 The matron and the maid, 
 Around the Saviour's throne rejoice, 
 
 In robes of light arrayed. 
 They climbed the steep ascent of heaven 
 
 Through peril, toil, and pain : 
 O God, to us may grace be given 
 
 To follow in their train ! 
 
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 Ra Hc«BEiIv* 
 
 S. M. 
 
 1 This is the day of Light ! 
 Let there be light to-day ! 
 
 O Dayspring, rise upon our night, 
 And chase its gloom away. 
 
 2 This is the day of Rest ! 
 Our failing sti-ength renew ; 
 
 On weary brain and troubled breast 
 Shed Thou Thy freshening dew. 
 
 3 This is the day of Peace ! 
 Thy Peace our spirits fill ! 
 
 Bid Thou the blasts of discord cease ; 
 llie waves of strife be still. 
 
 4 This is the day of Prayer ' 
 
 Let eai'th to heaven draw near ; 
 Lift up our hearts to seek Thee thei'e, 
 Come down to meet us here. 
 460 
 
 I !• 
 
SUPPLEMENT. 
 
 This is the First of days ! 
 Send forth Thy quickening breath. 
 And wake dead souls to love and praise, 
 O Vanquisher of Death ! 
 
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 new, 
 
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 in 
 
 , HICBER- 
 
 S. M. 
 
 25 
 
 Ire. 
 
 J. EI,LERTON. 
 
 S. M. 
 
 Thou very present aid 
 In suffering and distress, 
 The soul, which still on Thee is stayed. 
 Is kept in perfect peace. 
 
 The soul in faith reclined 
 On the Redeemer's breast, 
 'Mid raging storms, exults to find 
 An everlasting rest 
 
 Sorrow and fear are gone, 
 Whene'er Thy face appears : 
 It stills the sighing orphan's moan, 
 And dries the widow's tears. 
 
 It hallows every cross, 
 It sweetly comforts me, 
 Makes me forget my every loss, 
 And find my all in Thee. 
 
 Jesus, to whom I fly, 
 Doth all my wishes fill ; 
 What though created streams are dry, 
 I have the foimtain still. 
 
 Stripped of my earthly friends, 
 I find them all in One ; 
 And peace, and joy that never ends, 
 And heaven, in Christ begun. 
 
 C. WESLEY. 
 
 7.7.7.4. 
 
 I Through the starry midnight dim 
 O'er the hills of Bethlehem, 
 Loud awoke the angels' hymn, 
 
 Hallelujah. 
 461 
 
SUPPLEMENT. 
 
 2 And the shepherds who their sheep 
 Kept among the meadows steep, 
 Feared, but soon had joy as deep, 
 
 Hallehijah. 
 
 3 " Fear not," cried the angel bright, 
 "There is born to you tiiis night 
 
 A Saviour, Jesus, King of Light." 
 
 Hallehijah. 
 
 4 " He is Christ the Lord ; arise, 
 Seek Him whero He lowly lies. 
 In a manger, hid from eyes." 
 
 Hallelujah. 
 
 5 Joyful were the shepherds thv.:i, 
 When the Gospel tidings ran, 
 
 " Peace on earth, good- will to Man." 
 
 Hallelujah. 
 
 6 And all heaven, at the word, 
 Sang aloud — " O be adored, 
 
 In the highest, God the Lord." 
 
 Hallelujah. 
 
 STOPKOKD A. BROOKR. 
 
 26 s M. 
 
 1 To Thee in ages past 
 
 Our pious fathers came, 
 On Thee, Lord, their cares they cast, 
 Nor were they put to shame. 
 
 2 Thy holy day they loved ; 
 
 They loved the means of grace ; 
 And oft Thy faithfulness they proved 
 When they had sought Thy face. 
 
 3 Their faith in Thee was strong ; 
 
 Their godliness was pure ; 
 And while Thou wast their strength and song 
 They all things could endure. 
 
 4 Their steps may we pursue 
 
 As they obeyed the Lord ; 
 So may our hearts and lives be new, 
 And with Thy will accord* 
 463 
 
SUPPLEMENT. 
 
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 BROOKr. 
 
 S. M. 
 
 :iast, 
 
 ed 
 
 ,h and song 
 
 5 be Tliou with us here, 
 
 And Thy rich grace display, 
 For our salvation, Lord, appear 
 On this Thy hallowed day. 
 
 J. BULMER. 
 
 lOa. 
 
 27 
 
 1 Weary of earth and laden with my sin, 
 I look at heaven and long to enter in ; 
 But there no evil thing may find a home, 
 And yet I hear a voice that bids me " Come." 
 
 2 So vile I am, how dare I hope to stand 
 In the pure glory of that holy land ? 
 Before the whiteness of that throne appear ? 
 
 Yet there are hands stretched out to draw me near. 
 
 3 It is the voice of Jesus that I hear. 
 
 His are the hands stretched out to draw me near, 
 And His the blood that can for all atone, 
 And set me faultless there before the throne. 
 
 4 O Great Absolver, grant my soul may wear 
 The lowliest garb of penitence and prayer, 
 That in the Father's courts my glorious dress 
 May be the garment of Thy righteousness. 
 
 5 Yea, Thou wilt answer for me, righteous Lord ; 
 Thine all the merits, mine the great reward ; 
 Thine the sharp thorns, and mine the golden crown ; 
 Mine the life won, and Thine the life laid down. 
 
 6 Naught can I bring, dear Lord, for all I owe, 
 Yet let my full heart what it can bestow ; 
 Like Mary's gift let my devotion prove, 
 Forgiven greatly, how I greatly love. 
 
 3. J. STONE. 
 
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 C. M. 
 
 We bless Thee for Thy peace, O God, 
 Deep as the unfathomed sea, 
 
 Which falls like sunshine on the road 
 Of those who trust in Thee. 
 
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SUPPLEMENT. 
 
 2 We ask not, Fatlier, for reposo 
 
 Which comes from outward rest, 
 If we may have througli all life's woes 
 Thy peace within our breast. 
 
 3 That peace which suffers and is strong, 
 
 Trusts where it cannot see, 
 Deems not the trial-way too long, 
 But leaves the end with Thee. 
 
 4 That peace which flows serene and deep, 
 
 A river in the soul, 
 Whose banks a living verdure keep — 
 God's sunshine o'er the whole. 
 
 5 O Father, give our hearts this peace, 
 
 Whate'er the outward be, 
 Till all life's discipline shall cease, 
 
 And we go home to Thee. cong, supplement. 
 
 29 lis. 
 
 1 " Welcome, happy morning 1 " age to age shall say ; 
 Hell to-day is vanquished, heaven is won to-day. 
 Lo ! the Dead is living, God for evermore ! 
 
 Him, their true Creator, all His works adore. 
 
 2 Maker and Redeemer, Life and Health of all, 
 Thou, from heaven beholding human nature's fall. 
 Of the Father's Godhead true and only Son, 
 Manhood to deliver, manhood didst put on : 
 
 3 Thou, of life the Author, death didst undergo. 
 Tread the path of darkness, saving strength to show : 
 Come then, true and faithful, now fulfil Thy word ; 
 'Tis Thine own third morning ; rise, buried Lord 1 
 
 4 Loose the souls long-prisoned, bound with Satan's 
 All that now is fallen raise to life again ; [chain ; 
 Show Thy face in brightness, bid the nations see. 
 Bring again our daylight ; day returns with Thee ! 
 
 VENANTius FORTUNATus (a.d. 530—609). Truns. by John Ellerton, 1826i 
 {Sung by Jerome of Fragile at the atake.'\ 
 
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SUPPLEMENT. 
 
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 1 to-day. 
 
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 dore. 
 
 )f all, 
 ture's fall, 
 
 ion, 
 
 )n : 
 
 iergo, 
 
 Igth to show : 
 ]Thy word; 
 [)uried Lord I 
 
 with Satan's 
 [chain ; 
 bions see, 
 7ith Thee I 
 
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 L. M. 
 
 1 ** What means this glory round our feet," 
 
 Tlie magi mused, " mora bright than morn ] " 
 And voices chanted clear and sweet, 
 "To-day the Prince of Peace is born." 
 
 2 " What means that star," the shepherds said, 
 
 " That brightens through the rocky glen ? " 
 And angels, answering overhead, 
 
 Sang, "Peace on earth, good- will to men." 
 
 3 'Tis eighteen hundred years and mc "e 
 
 Since those sweet oracles were di^mb ; 
 We wait for Him like them of yore ; 
 Alas, He seems so slow to come. 
 
 4 But it was said in words of gold. 
 
 No time or sorrow e'er shall dim, 
 That little children might be bold. 
 In perfect trust to come to Him. 
 
 5 All round about our feet shall shine 
 
 A light like that the wise men saw, 
 If we our willing hearts incline 
 
 To that sweet Life which is the Law. 
 
 6 So shall we learn to understand 
 
 The simple faith of shepherds then, 
 And kindly clasping hand in hand. 
 
 Sing, ** Peace on earth, good-will to men." 
 
 J. R. LOWELL. 
 
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INDEX OP FIRST LINES. 
 
 HYlfN 
 
 All people that on earth do dwell i 
 
 Brrak, new-born year, on glad eyes break 2 
 
 Commit thou all thy griefg 3 
 
 Etkrnal Light ! Eternal Light 1 4 
 
 Father of mercies, God of love ! 5 
 
 For all the saints, who from their labours rest 6 
 
 From the oross the blood is falling. 7 
 
 Hail! thou onoe despisdd Jesus 8 
 
 Jehds, wondrous Saviour ! 9 
 
 My God! is any hour so sweet 10 
 
 O Father, though the anxious fear 11 
 
 O God of Bethel, by whose hand 12 
 
 O Light of life, O Saviour dear 13 
 
 O Lord of heaven and earth and sea 14 
 
 O mean may seem this house of clay 15 
 
 O mystery of Love Divine 16 
 
 Our rest 18 in heaven, our rest is not here 17 
 
 Saviour, teaoh me day by day 18 
 
 Since all the downward tracts of time 19 
 
 Stand up and bless the Lord 20 
 
 The God who created the skies 21 
 
 The Son of God goes forth to war 22 
 
 This is the day of Light 23 
 
 Thou very present aid 24 
 
 Through the starry midnight dim 25 
 
 To Thee in ages past 26 
 
 Weary of earth and laden with my sin 27 
 
 We bless Thee for Thy peace, O God 28 
 
 *• Welcome, happy morning, '* age to age shall say 29 
 
 ** What means this glory round our feet " 30 
 
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INDEX OF AUTHORS. 
 
 HYMN 
 
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 Bakewell, John (1721— 1810) 
 
 Uaibaiild, Anna Laetitia (1743— 1825) 
 
 liinney, Rev. ThomftB (1798— ) 
 
 Bonar, Rev. HoratiuH, D.I). (1809—1880) 
 
 Brooke, Rev. Stopford A. (1832— } 
 
 Bulmer, J. (1784—1857) 
 
 CoNO. Supplement 
 
 DoDDRinoR, Rev. Philip, D.D. (1702—1751) 12 
 
 Ellerton, Rev. John, M.A. (1826— ) 23 
 
 Elliott, Charlotte (1789— 1871) ib 
 
 FORTUNATUH, Venantiua (530— G09) 29 
 
 Tr. by John Ellerton. 1826. [Sung by Jerome of Prague at ths 
 
 stake.} 
 
 Orrhardt, Paul (1606—1676) 
 Gill, Thomas Hornblower (1819— 
 
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 Hart, Rev. Joseph (1712—1768) 
 
 Heber, Bishop Reginald, D.D. (1783—1826) 
 Heginbotham, Rev. Ottiwell (1744—1768) 
 
 Henry, Rev. James (1744— 1758) 
 
 How, Rev. William Walsham, M.A. (1823— 
 
 Kkthe, ■\Villiam (16th century) 
 
 Leasok, Jane K, and H. Whittemore ... 
 
 Lowell, James Russell (1819 — ) 
 
 Lyte, Rev. Henry Francis, M.A. (1793—1847) 
 
 M'Gregor, Rev. O. A. (1847—1890) 
 Montgomery, James (1771 — 1854) 
 
 Palgrave, Francis Turner (1824— ) ... 
 
 Stone, Rev. S. J., M.A. (1839— ) ... 
 
 Wesley, Rev. Charles, M.A. (1708—1788) 
 Wordsworth, Bishop Christopher, D D. (1807 
 
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