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MERCY TO IliUf^ Tttftouen tai now or ^.-^ JESUS CHRIST. , » I In 1 1 m il I n ii i i >«i n< i rt i ' ■■ glvf yoii W?-~8t, IfiJtoiMr si. 18. -^ •«* » « ■ 9i TORONI^: .* t. I" / PREFATORY NOTE. This little compilation was prepared for the special object, UQder God's blessing, of aiding in Sunday Mission Work fn the Toronto Ji^l. It is commended to those who labour in the service pf their Master in compelling (by the constraints of a pleading invitation) the wanderers to " come in." The selection will be found to embrace Hymns of. sufficient variety to give expres- sion to many shades of deep feeling which often finds utterance in the words of some well-known Hymn. Often the tune and words of a familiar but forgotten hymn, has recalled to the heart of a wanderer, long buried memories of a once " closer walk" and the " peaceful hours then enjoyed," — or the days of a happier childhood, and of a dear mother's voice, raised in piayer for her children, or in praise for God's goodness and i^iercy towards them. A few hymns for special occasions, and for genera", worship will be found in the collec- tion. TOROMTO, MaboH; 186]^. liiS, A \ INDEX TO THE HYMNa A. HTUK. Alas ! and did my Saviour bleed ? 3 As the Serpent raised by Moses 98 All ye that pass by to Jesus draw nigh. . , 95 Approach, my soul, thy mercy seat" 88 Arise, my soul, arise I 89 Am I a Soldiefof the Cross? ....'^ 67 And did the Holy One above? .......... 91 Ah I do not of my goodness doubt 50 Almighty God, thy word is cast 132 Almighty maker of my frame 112 Awake our souls I away our fears II4 B. Behold the Saviour of Mankind 2 Behold the Sin-atoning Lamb 22 Behold, behold the Lamb of God 92 Blow ye the trumpet, blow 90 Beset with snares on every hand lOH Bless, oh Lord, the opening year 129 Come. my guilty brethren co^ie . • . , ... j^ , , \ Come, O Thou all-victorious Lorct . *. , . ;* . i$ l^ ■ ■ ' ■ ■ i 7 1 • ' 7 In a- if. I9FDSX. Gome, Holy Spirit, Come .....;... 52 Come, weary souIb, with sin distressed. «. . 10 Come, oh weary sinners come 39 Come Thou Ibunt of ereiy bleissing 11 Come, lei us join our cheerful songs , . . . . S30 Come to JesnS; all ye weary ' 117 Come, sinner come to Jesus come 19 Come, sinners, to the Gospel feast 1 ^ Come, poor sinner, worn and weary ....,» 14 Come, ye sinners, poor and wretched .... ^5 Come to Calvary' a holy mountain ,^,,.., 44 I *hild of sin ana sorrow « 40 Cling to the Mighty One ...... . 26 »• Ohrist the Lord is risen to-<^)ay " .,,,., 126 Depth of mercy can there l>e. *...*.,. »v. • Dear Lord accept a sinful heart 91 »< Do you love Jemif t" I was asked . « « • lOrz F.— G. Father, I stretch my hands to Thee ...... 53 Father, I dare believe .,......*.,..... ^ . 31 Father of mercies f in thy word •.,.. 121 For ever here my rest shall be , , ,, 60 God of my life to Thee I call^ ..,,...,... T4 H. Heal us Immanuel, here we are . . . . . .... 24 How sad our state by nature is ...... .^ .. . 55 How sweet the name of Jesus sounds ? . . . 6Q Bear, gracious Lord ! a signer's cry ....«« %^ i^v . 10 39 n 130 U1 18 la U r5 44 40 26 126 ... * ... 81 ... 102 53 31 69 u 24 6Q ; iNDix. ]ii« HYMV. Hark, the glad Bound I tbo Saviour comes. 123 Hark ! the voice of love'and mercy ...... 124 Ho I every one that thirsts draw nigh .... 49 He. who once was dead) now liveth 128 Hail Thou once despised Jesus 47 T. In evil long I took delight 1 In the Christian's home in glory 105 I need Thee, precious Jesus 86 I am weary, I am weary , 38 I thirst, Thou wounded Lamb of God .... 6& I never shall forget the day 68 I lay my sins on Jesus 27 I heard the voice of Jesus say 20 Is here a soul that knows not Thee is J. Jesns, transporting sound 77 Jesus, the name high over all 4 Jesus, the sinners friend, to thee 87 Jesus, Saviour, pity me 88 Jesus Christ is passing by 84 Jesu, lover of my soul 86 Jesus, the name I love to hear 58 Jesus I thy blood and lighteousness 73 Jesus, and shall it ever be 72^ Jesus my Truth, my way 84 Jesus, seek thy wandering sheep ........ 21 Just as I a>m, without one plea .......... 29 J^ust as thou art without one trace ...... 28 «■ -■ • # iv. INOSX. L. / HTMK. Lord of the Sabbath ! hear our vows 119 Lo 1 He comes with clouds descending. . 104 M My sufferings all to Thee are known .... 94 My days are gliding swiftly by 117 My Saviour I Thou didst shed 100 Mortals awake I with angels join 122 N. . Not all the blood of beasts 12 Now I have found the ground wherein ... 70 Oh captive soul, in Jesu's name 42 Oh I for a thousand tongues to sing 63 Oh for a heart to praise my God 62 Oh 1 for a closer walk with God 1 64 Oh happy day that fixed my choice 69 Oh ! God, our help in ages past 1 Its Oh why will ye die, and sink in despair. . 57 Oh ! when shall we see Jesus 76 Oh 1 what amazing words of love 45 Oh I Saviour may we never rest 85 Oh ye, who like sheep gone astray 46 Lord, turn not Thy face away 23 Thou to whose all-searching sight .... 72 that the Lord would guide my ways. . . 19 Open my ey^s, Lord, to see 93 Our souls are in his mighty hand 116 One swet'tly solemn thought 1 IS On Jordan's stormy banks I stand. . . .... 110 HYMN. 119 ng.. 104 94 117 too 122 • • • • • t 1 • • < >air • • • • • • • • • I • • • • • I • • '• 1 • t • 1 12 10 42 63 62 64 69 lltS 57 76 45 85 46 23 72 19 93 115 US 110 INDEX. Vk P. BTMN. Plunged in a gulf of dark despair . . .- 82 Pilgrim burdened with tj:iy sin 41 Pity, Lord, a wretchcjd creature 99 B. Return, O -wanderer to thy home 36 Bock of ages, cleft for me 87 * Shall we gather at the river 108 8how pity Lord, Lord forgive 48 Stay thou insulted Spirit stay 6 Sinners, turn, why will ye die 7 Sinners, come, though poor and needy .... 16 Speak, my Saviour, speak to me 82 Saviour of sinners, lend thy ear 80 Sing to the great Jehovah's praise 131 T. There is a fountain filled with blood 11 There is life in a look at the crucifi<;d one. 106 There is light in the window for thee brother 107 There is a land of pure delight 109 There is no name so sweet on earth 59 Terrible thought, shall I alone * . 5 To-day the Saviour calls 96 That day of wrath, that dreadful day 103 The happy morn is come 127 ITbee we adore ! Eternal* Name 118 i^MHi mm ■■■ yL INDBJ/ W. HYinr. While dead in trespasses I lie 51 With joy we meditate the grace 54 When I can read my titl« clear lit Whom man forsakes, thou wilt not leave . 19 Welcome, welcome, sinner hear • 8 Welcome sacred day of rest 1 120 Weary of wandering from my God . . . . . . . HI What is peace ? a simple resting SO Weary sbuls that wander wide 8d Y • Te dying sons of men 97 Ye humble souls that seek the Lord 126 { HYMNS. C.] In evil long I took delight, Unawed by shame or fear, 'Till a new object met my sight, And stopped my wild career. 2 I saw One hahging on a tree In agonies and blood, Who fixed His languid eyes on me. As near the cross I stood. 3 Sure, never till my latest breath Can I forget that look ; It seessed to charge me with his death. Though not a word He spoke. 4 A second look He gave, which said, " I freely all forgive : This blood is for thy ransom paid, I die that thou may'st livel'^ iWWP HYMNS. CM. 1 Behold* the Saviour of mankind, Nailed to the shameful tree I How vast the love that Him inclined To Ibleed and die for me ! 2 Hark! how He groans, while nature shakes, And earth^s strong pillars bend ! Th« temple's veil in sunder breaks. The solid marbles rend. 3 'Tis done ! the precious ransom's paid, " Receive my soul,'* He cries ; See where He bows His sacred head. He bows His head —and dies ! 4 But soon He^Il break death's envious And in full glory shine ; [chain, Lamb of God, was ever pain, Was ever love, like thine ? CM. 1 Alas ! and did my Saviour bleed ? And did my Sovereign die ? Would He devote that sacred head For such a worm as I ? HYMNS. 2 Was it for crimes that I have done He groaned upon the tree ? Amazing pity, grace unknown, And love beyond degree ! 3 Well might the sun in darkness hide, And shut his glories in, When Christ, the mighty Maker, died For man, the creature's sin. 4 Well 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 oT grief can ne'er repay The debt of love I owe ; Here, Lord, 1 give myself away, *Tisall that I can do! 4 1 ^Esus, the name high over all. In hell, or earth, or sky ; Angels and men before it fall. And devils fear and fly. CM. 2 Jesus, the Name to sinners dear, The Name to sinners given j w 6 HYMNS, ' It Bcatiera all their guilty fear; It turns their hell to heaven. B Jesus the prisoner's fetters breaks, And bruises Satan's head ; Power into strengthless souls He speaks, And life into the dead. 4 that the world might taste and see The riches of His grace : The arms of love that compass me, Would all mankind embrace ! CM. 1 Terbible thought t shall I alone, Who may be saved — shall I ? — (Of all, alas I whom I have known,) Through sin, for ever die i 2 Shall I — amidst a ghastly band — Dragged to the judgment seat, Far on the left with horror stand. My fearful doom to meet ? 3 Ah no I I still nuay turn and live, For still His wrath delays; He now vouchsafes a kind reprieve, And offers me His grace. HTMN8. 4 I win accept His offer nofw:. From every sin depart : Perform my oft-repeated vow, And render Him my heart. 6 L.M. 1 Stay 1 thou in8uU;ed Spirit, stay, Tbough I have done lliee fioeh despite ; Nor cast the sinner quite airay, Nor take Thine eveilasting flight. 2 Though I haviB steelM my stubborn hean, And stin shook off my guilty fears, Ami vexed and urged Thee to d<^art, For many long rebellious years : 3 Though I have most unfaithfiil been, Of all whoe'er Thy grace received ; Ten thousand times Thy goodness seen, Ten tlM)U8and times Thy goodness J^grieved: 4 Tet, ! the chief of sinners spare, In honour of mj great High-Priest ; Nor in Thy righteous anger swear T' exclude me from Thy people's rest! •F ■(^<^^— ^P^-T" 8 HTMNS. 5 Now, Lord, my weary soul release, Up-raise me with Thy gracious hand, And guide into Thy perfect peace. And bring me to the promised land I 7'8- 1 Sinners, turn, why will ye die ? God your Maker asks you why ; God, who did you being give. Made you with Himself to live, 2 He the fatal cause demands. Asks the work of his own hands : Why, ye thankless creatures, why, Will you cross his love, and die? 3 Sinners, turn, why will ye die ? God your Saviour asks you why; God, who did your souls retrieve, , Died Himself that ye might live. 4 Will you let Him die in vain ? Crucify your Lord again ? / Why, ye ransomed sinners, why. Will ye slight His grace, and die ? mmmmmmk HYMNS. 8 9 T%. 1 Welcome, welcome ! sinner, hear ! Hold not back through shame or fear ; "Doubt not, nor distrust the call — Mercy is proclaimed to alU 2 Welcome to the offer'd peace ; Welcome, prisoner, to release ; Burst thy bond, be saved, be free; Bise and come — He calieth thee ! 3 All ye weary and distressed, Welcome to relief and rest; All is ready, hear the call ; There is ample room for all ! 9 1 Depth of mercy 1 can there be Mercy still reserved for me ? Can my God His wrath forbear ? Me^ the chief of sinners, spare ? 2 I have long withstood His grace, Long provoked Him to his face, Would not hearken to his calls. Grieved Him by a thwdattd fedls. 7's. 10 >lVMiJ». 3 I have spilt his precious bloody Trampled on the Son of God ; Filled with pangs unspeakable. I, who jet am out of hell I 4 Whence to .laa this waste He'll never send away ; But from his sins will set him free, And raise to endless day. IT CM. 3 Oh ! come ; then, come ; and haste away From sin's delusive power ; You shall obtain delivering grace, In Satan's darkest hour. 4 For all that trust in Jesu's blood Have everlastinor li " Come, and rest upon my bosom, " And on me thy burden roll. " Lean on me for strength and succor ; *' Cling to me whate'er betide : " Sin nor Satan shall o'ercome thee, " If in me thou wilt abide I '^ 3 I will trust thee, blessed Jesus, As myself I cannot trust ; For thy grace my soul can quicken, Though it cleaveth to the dust. HYMNS. To thy wounds I'll look for healing; In thy strength I shall be strong : Thou alone art my salvation, Thou alone shalt be my song. ;S5 39 1 Come, oh weary sinners come, All who groan beneath your load; Jesus calls his wanderers home, Hasten to your pardoning God. 2 Jesus, full of truth and love. We thy gracious words obey ; Faithful let thy mercies prove. Take our load of guilt away. 3 Lord we come to Thee for help. Kind and gracious as Thou art; Now our burdened souls release, Write forgiveness on our heart. 7^s. 40 1 Child of sin and sorrow, Filled with dismay. Wait not for to-morrow; ^Yield thee to-day. 36 HYMNS. Heaven bids thee come While yet there's room, Child of tiin ^nd sorrow, Hear and ol ey. 2 Child of sin aud sorrow. Why wilt thou die f Wait not for to-morrow I Jesus is nigh ! Grieve not that love Which from above, Child of sifi and sorrow, Life can supply. 3 Child of sin and sorrow, Lift up thine eye, Heirship thou canst. borrow In worlds on high ; In that high home Graven thy name ; Child of sin and sorrow. Swift homeward fly. 41 1 tHS 7's. Pilgrim burdened with thy sin. Haste to Zion's gates to-day j There, till mercy lets thee in. Knock, and weep, and watch, and puay. HYMNS. 37. Knock — ^he knows the sinner's cry; Weep — he loves the mourner's tears ; Watch — for saving grace is nigh ; Wait — till heav'nly light appears. 2 Hark ! it is the Saviour's voice ; Hasten, pilgrim, to thy rest ; Now, oh let thy heart rejoice, Jesus, thee hath bought and blest. Safe from all the lures of vice ; Jesu's arms around thee now, Bought by love — His life the price; Blest since he has loved thee so. 42 1 8.8.8. 6» CAPTIVE soul, in Jesu's name. Eternal ransom thou may'st claim, ^esus hath purchased it with blood, Jesus can set thee free. il n I'W 2 Thou weary one, why longer be Sore burdened by captivity ? Jesus is near to give the rest, Jesus will set thee free. 3 He came the broken heart to bind. To ease with peace the troubled mind. Only believe, 'tis true, 'tis true, Jesus will set thee free. 38 HYMNS. 4 He'll safely lead thee on thy way, To dwell with Him in endless day, Nothing shall there thy peace molest, Jesus will set thee free. 43 L*M. 1 Show 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. crimes though great, can not surpass The power and glory of Thy grace ; Great Godj Thy nature hath no bound^ So let thy pardoning love be found. # 3 Oh wash my soul from every sin. And make my guilty conscience clean : Here on my heart the burden lies, And past offences pain my eyes. 4 Yet, save a trembling sinner. Lord, Whose heart, still trusting in Thy word, Would light on some sweet promise there, Some answer to believing prayer. HYMNS. 39^ 6-7's: 2 Come to Calv'ry's holy mountaiii, Sinner's ririn'd by th^ Ml ) Here a pure and healing fountain Flows to you, to me, to all, In a fiill, perpetual tide, OpenM whfen out Saviout diedr 2 Come in poverty and iueiaiiiiesBj Though defiPd without— within ; From infection and uncleanness, ^ From the leprosy of sin, Wash your robes and mak^thifem white, Ye shall walk with God in light 1 3 Come in sorrow and 'cotitritron,- Wounded, impotent, and blind ! Here the guilty, free remission; Here the troubled, peaoe may fittdj Health this foiuntain will restkjre, He that drinks shall thirst no more: 4 H^ that drinks shall live for ever ; 'Tis a soul-renewing flood ; God is faithful ; Qod will never Break his covenant in blood : Sigu'd wheii our Redeemer died, - Sealed when he was glorified; ^i wmmmm wmm 40 HYMN8. 45 c.M. 1 Oh I what amazing words of love, Arc in the Grospel found I Oh, let us come their depth to prove, And hail their joyful sound. 2 Poor, sinful, thirsty, fainting souls, Are freely welcome here ; Salvation like a river rolls, Abundant, free, and clear. ♦ 3 Come, then, with all your wants and wounds, Your every burden bring : Here love, unchanging love, abounds, A deep celesti^ spring. Whoever will, (oh, gracious word f) May of this stream partake : Gome, thirsty soul, and bless the Lord, And drink for Jesus' sake t 46 8's. 1 YE who, like sheep gone astray. Are wandering far from the fold In a sinful and sorrowful way, With hearts all rebellious and cold ; HYMNS. 41 The Saviour has followed you long, AH o'er the dark mountains of sin, Oh, why will you madly go wrong Against warnings without and within ? 2 Oh, think what a soul must be worth For which such a price has been given I Can you balance the pleasures of earth Against it, your Saviour, and heaven ? The Lord of the vineyard hath found Neither blossom nor promise of fruit ; Cut it down, for it cumbers the ground ; It is dead, pluck it up by the root. 3 Yet, lovingly, year after year, The husbandman prays him to spare. If haply some fruit may appear. On branches long barren and bare. • Oh, why will you not to him come, And accept the free gift of his love ? Betum to your Saviour and home. And give joy to the angels above ! 47 7's. Hail, Thou once despised Jesus, Hail, thou Galilean king ! Thou didst suffer to release us, Thou didst free salvation bring: HYMNS. Hail, Thou agonizing Saviour, Bearer of our sin and shame ; By Thy merits we find favour ; ; Jiife is given through Thy Name ! 2 Paschal Lamb, by God appointed, . All our sins on Thee were laid ; iJBy Almighty Love annointed, Thou hast full atonement made, ^11 Thy people are forgiven Through the virtue X)f Thy blood ; ,Opened is the gate of Heaven ; ; JPeaco is made/twixt man a-ud CK)d. 3 Jesus, bail! enthroned in glory, : There forever to abide ; All the heavenly hosts, adore Thee, /Seated at Thy Father's side. There for sinners Thou art pleading ; There Thou dost our place prepare ; Ever for us interceding, Till in glory we appear. 48 6-«'s. 1 CoMTB, O my guilty brethren, come,! Groaning beneath ypur load of sin : His bleeding heart shall make you room: His open side shall take you it: He calls you now, invites you home : Come, my guilty brethren, come I 2 Outcasts of men, to you I call. The lost, the publicans, and thieves I He spreads His arms t* embrace you all : Sinners alone His grace receive • No need of Him the righteous have: He came the lost to seek and save. 49 L.M. " Ho ! every one that thirsts, draw nigh :" ('Tis God invites the fallen race :) ^f Mercy and free salvation buy : Buy wine and milk, nd gospel grace. 2 "Come to the living waters, come ! Sinners, obey your Maker's call : Return, ye weary wanderers, home : And find my grace s free for all. 3 " See from the rock a fountain rise I For you in healing' streams it rolls ; Money ye need not brin^, nor price. Ye l^bpuxing, burden' d, ain^sick souls. ■ppp wmmmmmmfi 44 HTMNS. 4 ^* Nothing ye in exchange shall ^ve : Leave all you have and are behind : Frankly the gift of God receive, Pardon and peace in Jesus find, 1 " Ah ! do not of my goodness doubt ; My saving grace for all is free ; I will in nowise cast him out That comes a sinner unto me ; I can to none myself deny; Why, sinners, will ye perish, why ? " 2 For you the purple current flow'd In pardons from his wounded side ; Languish'd for you th' eternal God ; For you the Prince of Glory died : Believe and all your sin's forgiven : Only believe, and yours is heaven ! 51 1 While dead in trespasses I lie, The quickening Spirit give : Call me, Thou son of God, that I May hear thy voice, and live. C»M« Iki A FiU 4 lea I But C 5 Fro 1 Loi I 52 1 Co m r 2 Co 'I'" K HTXMS. 45 * \1 I] Impotent, dumb, and deaf and blind. And sick and poor I am ; But sure a remedy 111 find For all in Jesu's Name. I know in Thee all fullness dwells, And all for wretched man : Fill every want my spirit feels. And break off every chain ! I cannot rest, till in Thy blood I full redemption have : But thou, through whom I come to God, Canst to the utmost save. p From sin, the guilt, the power, the pain, Thou wilt redeem my soul : Lord, I believe, and not in vain : My faith shall make me whole. 52 jl Come, Holy Spirit, come. Let thy bright beams arise : Dispel the sorrow from our minds, The darkness from our eyes. 2 Convince us of our sin, Then lead to Jesus' blood; S.M. 46 Ktrnts, And to our wondViiig view reveal The secret love of Gbd, 3 Bevive our drooping faith, Our doubts and fears remove; And kindle in our breast the flame Of never-dying love. 4 'Tis thine to cleanse the heart, To sanctify the soul, ,To pour fresh life in ev'ry part, And new-create the whole. 3 Su Po 4 H( No 54 1 TTrr. 5 Dwell thou within our hearts; 1 Our minds from bondage free ; I tt. Then shall we know, and praise, and love, ^ The Father, Son, and Thee. 53 1 Father, I stretch my hands to Thee, No other help I know ; If Thou withdraw Thyself from nie. Ah I whither shall I go ? 2 Author of faith, to Thee I lift My weary, longing eyes : let me now receive that gift! My soul without it dies. CM. 1 2 To Hi 3 H< Tl HYMNS. 47 3 Surely Thou canst not let me die; speak; and I shall live ! For here I will unwearied lie, TiU Thou Thy Spirit give. 4 How would my fainting soul rejoice, Could I but see Thy face I Now let me hear the quickening voice, And taste Thy pardoning grace ! 54 1 With joy we meditate thfe grace Of our High Priest above ; His heart is made of tenderness, His bowels yearn with love. CM. 2 Touched with a sympathy within. He knows our feeble frame ; He knows what sore temptations mean,- For He hath felt the same. 1 3 He'll never quench the smoking flax j But raise it to a flame ; The bruised reed He never breaks. Nor scorns the meanest name. M ■pi^pqviii nil V ^^-^^m mp^mrmi^^mi^^m^m^ 48 HYMNS. 4 Then let our humble faith address His mercy and His power ; We shall obtain delivering grace In the distressing hour. 55 c.M. 1 How sad our state by nature is ! Our sin, how deep it stains ! And Satan binds our captive souls, Fast in his slavish chains. a • 2 But there's a voice of sovereign grace. Sounds from the sacred word : " Ho, ye despairing sinners, come, And trust upon the Lord ! " 3 To the blest fountain of Thy blood, Incarnate God, I fly : Here let me wash my spotted soul From sins of deepest dye. 4 A guilty, weak and helpless worm, Into Thy hands I fall; Be Thou my strength and righteousness, My Saviour and my all. ''wfT^^^^^^m ^/•ntmmm m^^m HYMNS. 49 56 CM. 1 Come, thou all-victorious Lord, * Thy power to us make known ; Strike with the hammer of Thy word, And break these hearts of stone ! 2 that we all might now begin Our foolishness to mourn ; And turn at once from every sin. And to our Saviour turn ! 3 Give us ourselves and Thee to know, In this our gracious day ; Repentance unto life bestow, And take our sins away. 4 That blessed sense of guilt impart. And then remove the load ; Trouble, — then wash the troubled heart In the atoning blood. 57 10.11. 1 Oh, why will ye die, and sink in despair? Vrojn. misery fly, while mercy is near I Bemember, your moments are hastening away ; Return to Jesus 1 no longer delay 1 ■ ^'4 i«-i i 50 HYMNS. r I- :;!2.; A refuge He is from Satan and sin ; Youll brave every storm if sheltered Him; [breat He, He is a Saviour, to life's lat He'll keep you in sorrow, in sickness death. 3 How great was the grace that: Jesus dit played, [laidj When , God hid his! fa<3e, and sin.onvflii Then love this kind Saviour, believe iij his word; [Lord] Kejoice ;in : his pardon, rejoieem w{ 58 ..CMj 1 Jesus! the Name I love to hear I love to speak its worth ; It sounds like music in mine ear. The 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 It tells of One whose loving heart • Can feel my deepest woe. Who in my sorrow bears a part ^That none can bear below. 4ltl 1 Ml i|>f HH hymns; 4 It bids my trembling soul rejoice, It dries each rising tear ; It tells me in a " still small voice/ To trust and never fear. 5t 9 CM. There is no Name so sweet on earth, No Name so sweet in heaven, The Name before his wondrous birth^ To Christ the Saviour given. We love to sing around our king, And hail him blessed Jesus ; For there's no word ear ever heard So dear, so sweet as Jesus f And when He hung upon the tree, They wrote his name above Him, That all might see the reason we For evermore must love Him. We love to sing, &c. See now upon his Father's throne, Almighty to release us From sin and pains, He gladly reigns, , The Prince and Saviour Jesus. * We love to sing, &c. SI W{ r} ,( 52 60 HTJINS. O.H. 1 How sweet the name of Jesus sounds, In a believer's ear I It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds, And drives away his fear. 2 It makes the wounded spirit whole. And calms the troubled breast : 'Tis manna to the hungry soul, And to the weary rest. 3 Dear name ! the rock on which J build; My shield and hiding-place ; My never-failing treasury, filled With boundless stores of grace. 4 Weak is the effort of my heart, And cold my warmest thought ; But when I see Thee as Thou art, I'll praise Thee as I ought. 5 Till then, I would love proclaim With every fleeting breath ; 'And may the music of Thy name Jlefresh my soul in death ! I ■ • '!■"> ' I' I HYMNS. 61 1 53 6-8's Weary of wandering from God, And now made willing to return, I hear, and bow me to the rod ; For Him, not withou>^ hope, I mourn I have an advocate above, A friend before the Throne of Love 1 2 Jesus full of truth and grace. More full of grace than I of sin ; Yet once again I seek Thy face. Open thy arms and take me in. And freely my backslidings heal, And love the faithless sinner still ! 3 Ah ! give me, Lord, the tender heart. That trembles at th' approach of sin ; A godly fear of sin impart. Implant, and root it deep within. That I may dread Thy gracious power, And never dare offend Thee more I 62 1 for a heart to praise my God, A heart from sin set free I A heart that always feels thy blood So freely shed for me ! O.M. M ( ) 1 I 54 HYdlNS. 2 A heart resigned, submissive, meek, My great Redeemer's throne ; . Where only Christ is heard to speak, Where Jesus reigns alone: 3 Thy tender heart is still the same. And melts at human woe ; Jesus, for thee distress'd I am, I want thy love to know. 4 Thy nature, gracious Lord, impart ; Come quickly from above ; Write Thy new name upon my heart, Thy new, best name of love. 63 ' CM. 1 Oh for a thousand tongues to sing My great Redeemer's praise ! The glories of my God and King, The triumphs of his grace. 2 Jesus ! the name that charms our fears. That bids our sorrows cease ; Tis music in the sinner's ears; 'Tis life, and health, and peace. 8 He breaks the power of cancelled sin, He sets the prisoner freej HYMN3. His blood cam make the foulest clean, His blood availed for me. |4 Se^ all your sins on Jesus laid ; The Lamb of God was slain ; His soul was onee an offering made For all the sin of man. 55 CM. Oh I for a closer walk with God I A calm and heav'nly frame ; A light to. shine upon the road That leads me to the Lamb. Where is the blessedness I knew, When first I saw the Lord? Where is the soul-refreshing view Of J^us and his word ? What peaceful Hours I once enjoyed ! How sweet their memory still ! But 1ji0y [have left, an aching void The world; can never fill. Beturny G holy Dove, return. Sweet messenger of rest ; I hatei the sins tiiat made thee mourn^ A^d 4rove thee from my breast. I .".■h -7'-'f,' *.,./-— t •-- • - ■ !i--; ■■^•>r^C^32E»: ^ipi 56 HYMNS. 5 The dearest idol I have known, 9 Whatever that idol be, Help me to tear it from thy throne^ And worship only thee. ,' • 6 So shall my walk be close with God, Calm and serene my frame ; So purer light shall mark the road That leads me to the Lamb. 65 1 u I THIRST, Thou wounded Lamb of God,] To wash me in Thy cleansing blood ; To dwell within Thy wounds : then Is sweet, — and life or death is gain. 2 Take my poor heart, and let it be For ever closed to all but Thee ! Seal Thou my breast, and let me wear That pledge of love for ever there 1 3 How blest are they who still abide Close shelter'd in* Thy bleeding side! Who life and strength from thee receii And by Thee move, and in Thee live. 4 How can it be, thou heavenly King, That thou shouldst us to glory bring 7 m^^^a HTMNS. 57 Make slaves the partners of thy throne, Decked with a never-failing crown I 6 Hence our hearts melt ; our eyes overflow ; Our words are lost ; nor will we know, Nor will we think of aught beside, " My Lord, my Love is crucified 1" 66 1 For ever here my rest shall be, Close to Thy bleeding side ; This all my hope, and all my plea, For me the Saviour died I 2 My dying Saviour, and my God, t^ itain for guilt and sin, 11 .e me ever with Thy' blood, Aud cleanse and keep me clean. CM. 3 Wash me, and make me thus Thine own ; Wash me and mine Thou art; Wash me, .t not my feet alone, My hand , my head, my heart. 4 Th' atonement of Thy blood apply. Till faith to sight improve ] Till hope in AiU fruition die. And all my 3oul be love. ym ■ ifnii"Ti TisyaggB^aaagjQja ^. 58 67 HYMNia^. ail 1 Am I a soldier of the cross, A follower of thft Lamb ? And shall I fear to own his cause, Or blush to speak hia name 7 ■ 2 Must I be carried to the skies On flowery beds of ease ? While others fought to win the prize, And sailed through bloody seas. 3 Are there no foes for me to face, Must 1 not stem the flood 1 Is this vile world a friend to grace. To help me on to God P 4 Since I must fight if I would reign^ Increase my courage, Lord ! I'll bear the toil, endured the pain/ Supported by thy word. 68 1 I NEVER shall forget the day When Jesus washed my sins away ; I was enslaved, but Jesus saved : That day waa fr^ i^ Israel imi^i CM. ur}Sifis. 6»^ Happy day I Sappy day ! Wbea Jesus washed iny ^Ins away ; He taught me how to watch and pray, And live rejoicing every d^y : Happy day! happy day! When iJestts wash'd my sine a^way, 2 Gome all ye sin-sick souls, draw near By fiiith to Christ, He now is here ; This is our day, why, why delay? His blood i^ow washes sins away« Happy day, Ac 3 Then you shall sing eaeh Ii^i^ day, JL» Q9 you tread the heavenly way, To join the lay, shout, sing, and say, T'wiii.' 4^U9 W^Bh^ our jim»ifcW^jl HftPPy day, &5. 1 Oh, happy day, that fixed my choice On thee, my Saviour and my Ood, Well may this glowing heart rejoice, Aud tell its raptures all abroad. Happy day, happy day, When Jesus waited myms away jHe taught ihe how to watch and pray, And live rejoidng every day : ; ;ll 60 HYMNS. Happy day; happy day. When Jesus washed my sins away. 2 Oh, happy bond, that seals my vows To Him who merits all my love ; Let cheerful anthems fill His house, "While to that sacred ehrine I move* Happy day, &. 3 'Tisdone! the great transaction's done, I am my Lord's, and He is mine ; He drew me, and I followed on. Charmed to obey the voice divine. Happy day, &c. 4 Now rest, my long divided heart, Fix'd on this blissful centre, rest ; Nor even from thy Lord depart, With Him of every good possessed. Happy day, &c. 5 High heaven, that heard the solemn vow, That vow renewed shall daily hear ; Tin in life's latest hour I bow. And bless in death a bond so dear I Happy day, &c. J HTMNS. 61 70 6-8'8. ns away. )WS ve; use, move. day, &c. /s done, ine; Wne. r day, &c. rest; less'd. ' day, &. emn vow, hear; dear! r day, &c. t)» 1 Now I have found the ground wherein Sure my soul's anchor may remain ; The wounds of Jesus for my sin Before the world's foundation slain ; "Whose mercy shall unshaken stay, "When heaven and earth are fled away. 2 Father, thine everlasting grace Our scanty thought surpasses far: Thy heart still melts with tenderness : Thy arms of love still open are. Returning sinners to receive, That mercy they may taste and live. 3 love, thou bottomless abyss I My sins are swallowed up in Thee ; Cover'd is my unrighteousness, Nor spot of guilt remains on me, While Jesu's blood through earth and skies Mercy, free, boundless mercy cries ! 4 With faith I plunge me in this sea ; Here is my hope, my joy, my rest , Hither, when hell assails, I flee ; I look into my Saviour's breast ; Away sad doubt, and anxious fear ! Mercy is all that's written there. ii I II ti HtitNd. 5 l^hbngh waves and storms go o'er mj heaj, Though strength J and health and friends [be gone. Though love be withered all abd deaa, Thimgh every comfort be withdrawn ; On this my steadfast soul relies : ^. Father, Thy mercy never dies t 6 Fixed on this ground will I remain^ Though my heart fail, and flesh decays This anchor shall my soul sustain, When earth's foundations melt aWay Mercy's full power I then shall prbve. Loved with an everlasting love. 71 7'8. 1 Gbsit, Thou fbunt rf arety MesoJii^, Tune inj heart i. sihg IHiy grace j Streaioks of mercy, never ceasing, iCidl fot soDg&( of loudest praiiM. 2 Jesus sought me when a stranger, Wiifd'rittg &oiii the Md of Gtod j He, tb save tay soul frotn danger, Interposed his precious blood, i to grace ii:ow greait a defbtdr; SaOt Ilk IoQ(|, Transform me by Thy power, And make me Thy beloved abod^i And kt me roam no more I 82 1 Speak, my Saviour, speajk to pie, With divine e^ectual powef : Weeping I look up to Thl Find on eartli the life of heaven ^ Live the life of heaven above. All the life of glorious love. 3 Find in Christ the way of peace, Peace unspeakable, unknown , By His pain He gives jou ease, Life by His expiring groan : Rise, exalted by His fall; Find in Christ your all in all. 84 3.x. 1 Jesus ! my Truth, my Way, My sure unerring L^ht, On Thee my feeble steps I stay, Which 1 hou wilt guide aright, 2 My Wisdom, and my Guide^ My Counsellor, Thou art ; never let me leave Thy side, Or irom Thy paths depart. 3 Ourselves we ■^aanot save, Ourselves we cannot keep, Bnt strength ia Thee we surely have^ Whose eji^ids never sleep. 4T. 85 1 T 2C 3 '. 8G 1 . HYMNS. 73 ^f 4 Teaob me the happy art, In all things to depend On Thee ; Oh never, Lord, depart, But love me to the end ] 85 CM 1 Saviour, may we never rest Till Thou art formed within ; Till Thou hast calm'd our troubFd breast. And crushed the power of sin. 3 JC. 2 may we gaze upon Thy cross, Until the wondrous sight Makes earthly treasures seem but dross, And earthly sorrows light. 3 There as we gaze, may we become United, Lord, to Thee ; And in that better, brighter home. Thy perfect beauty iee 1 ve, 86 1 Jesu ! Lover of my soul. Let me to thy bosom fly. While the nearer waters roll — While the tempest ctill is highl 7\ f li 14: HTSlNSr. Hide me, my S^vloiil^^ btdi Till the storm <>f life is pist ; Safe into the haveti guide ; Oh, receive my soul at lastt 2 Other refuge have I none i Hangs my helpless soul on thee Leave, ah ! leave me not alone ; Still suppdirt and eomfort me. All niy ti^t on Thee is stayed y All my help from Thee 1 bring! i Cover my defenceless head With the shadow of thy wing. 3 Thou, Christ, aii all I want; More than all in Thee I fijld ; Baise the fallen, cheer the faint, Heal the sick, and lead the blinds Thou of life the fountain art I Freely let me take of Thee 1 Spring Thou up within my heart j Bise to all eternity L Of T8. Rock of Ages, eleft for me. Let me hide myself in thee ; Let the water and the blood, From Thy wounded di^ li^hlch m% HYMKli. 7& Be 6f At th6 dk)at)k eiii^y Save from tmitk and niak^ m pUi^ 2 Could my tears for ever flow. Could my zeal no languor know, These for sin could not atone ; Thou must save, and Thou alone : In my hand no price I bring. Simply to Thy cross I cling, 3 While I draw this fleeting breath, When my eyes shall close in death. When I rise to worlds unknown. And behold Thee on thy throne, Roc^ of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee 1 88 c.H. 1 Approach, my soul, the mercy seat, Whei'e Jesus answers prayer ; There humbly fall before his feet, For none can perish there* 2 Bow'd down beneath a load of sin, By Satan sorely pressed ; By wars without, and fears wityfU, i come to Thee £br rest. i 76 HYMNS. 3 Be Thou my Shield and Hiding-place, That, sheltered near Thy side, I may my fierce accuser face. And tell Him " Thou hast died/' 4 wondrous love I to bleed and die, To bear the cross and shame, That guilty sinners, such as I, Might plead Thy gracious name. 5 " Poor tempest-tossed soul, be still I . My promised grace receive;" 'Tis Jesus speaks — I must, I will, I can, Pdo believe. 89 4-6's. and 2-8*s. 1 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. 2 Five bleeding wounds He bears, Received on Calvary, They pour effectual prayers, They strongly plead for me; "Forgive him, oh, forgive I " they cry, " Nor let that ransom'd sinner die.'' T-r HYMNS. 3 The Father hears Him pray, His dear Anointed One, He cannot turn away The presence of his Son ; His Spirit answers to the blood, And tells me I am born of God. 4 My God is reconciled. His pard'ning voice I hear; He owns me for his child, I can no longer fear ; With confidence I now draw nigh. And Father, Abba Father, (kj ! 77 90 4-6's. and 2-8*s. 1 Blow ye the trumpet ! blow The gladly solemn sound ; Let all the nations know, 1 u earth's remotest bound — The year of jubilee is come ; Return ye ransom'd sinners home. 2 Jesus our great High Priest Hath full atone*^ ent made ; Ye weary spirits, rest ; Ye mou aing souls, be glad. The year, &c. 78 HJm^' 3 Extol tlijs hmb (^ Qoif The all-atoning Lamb; Bedemption through Uis blood Throughout the WQrl(|l proelaim : Tbe ywr, &^. 4 Ye who have sold for nought Your heritage above, Receive it ba^k unbought ; The gift of Jesu's love. Th^ year, &0. 5 The g03pel trumpet hear The news of heavenly graee; And, saved from earth, appear Before your Saviour's face. The yeftr, &c. 91 CM. 1 And did the Holy one above, The Sovereign of the skies, Stoop down to earth : amazing love I That man to heaven might rise ? 2 Yes, the Bedeemer left his throne, His glorious throne on high, (Oh wondrous iperey, love unknown !) To suffer, bleed, and die^ &e. &o. CM. if a I) 3 H« took the dying sinner's plaee, And suffer'd in his stead : For man— (oh, miracle of grace!) For man the Saviour bled. 4 Jesus, my soul adoring bends To love so full, so free ; And may I feel that love extends Its sacred power to n^e I 5 What glad return can I imparjb For favours so divine ? Oh, take my all— this worthless heart, And make it only thine ! ^ 92 P.H. 1 Behold, behold, the Lamb of God, On the cross ! For us he shed his precious blood, On the cross. Oh, hear his dear, beceeching cry, <' Eloi, lama sabachthani ! *^ Draw near and see your Saviour die, On the cross. 2 Come, sinners, see Him lifted up, On the cross. He drinks for you the bitter cup, On the cross. 80 HTMNS. The rocks do rend, the mountains quake, While Jesus does atonement make, While Jesus suffers for our sake, On the cross. 3 And now the mighty deed is done. On the Cross. The battle's fought, the victor*y won. On the cross. To heaven He turns his languid eyes ; " 'Tis finished/' now the Conqueror cries; Then bows his sacred head and dies, • On the cross. 4 Where'er I go I'll tell the story, Of the cross. In nothing else my sotfl shall glory. Save the cross. Yea, this my constant theme shall be, Through time, and in eternity, That Jesus tasted death for me. On the cross. Open my eyes, Lord, to see My lost and wretched state ; Show me my guilt and misery. While at thy feet I wait. CM. HYMNS. 81 quake, on, yes,- • cries ; s. be, CM. 2 Help me to hear th* expiring groans Of* Jesus on the tree ; " This blood for all thy sin atones — ■ 'Tis finished,— all for thee ! " 3 Oh, how can I neglect such love, So freely shown to me, In Jesu dying on the cross. From sin to set me free l 4 I know there^s no escape for me, If I should still deny My Lord, who bled on Calvary To raise me to the sky. 5 Dear Saviour, now to Thee I fly From slavery, sin, and guilt ; My hopes, my all, on rhee rely- — The blood for me was spilt. 94 L.M. 1 Mr sufferings all to Thee are known, Tempted in every point like me ; Regard my grief, regard Thy own ; Jesus, remember Calvary! 2 call to mind Thy earnest prayers, Thy agony, and sweat of blood, 83 HYITNS. Thy iitbtig aild bitter dried titid t^n, 1 hy mortal groftri, " My God ! My [Godl" * 3 For whom didst Thou the cross endure ? Whonaird Thy body to the tree? Did not Thy death my life procure ? let thy sorrows answer me ? 4 Thou wilt not break a bruised reed, Or quench the smallest spark ot grace. Till through the soul Thy power is spread. Thy all-victorious righteousness. 5 The day of small and feeble things 1 know rhou never wilt despise ; I know, with healing in His wings^, The Sun of Righteousness shall rise. 85 P.M. 1 All ye that pass by, To Jesus draw nigh : To you is it nothing that Jesus should die ? Your ransom and peace, Your surety he is; ComC; ^e if there ever waa sorrow like his. re? HTIANS. 93 2 Be dies to atone For sins not his own ; Your debt he hath paid, and your work he hath done. Ye all may receive The peace he did leave, Who made intercession^^^My Father,forgive!' 8 " For you and for me He prayed on the tree: The prayer is accepted, the sinner is free. That sinner am I, Who on Jesus rely, And come for the pardon God wiUnot deny. 86 1 6-4*8. To-day the Saviour calls Ye wanderers home ; Oh, ye benighted souls, Why longer roain ? To-day the Saviour calls; Oh, hear Him now ! Within these gracious walls To Jesus bow I To-day the Saviour calb; IMAGE EVALUATION TEST TARGET (MT-3) // ^/ ^ M A^>^ 1.0 ^K£ Ui ■tt lU 12.2 E l£& 12.0 -^ HiotogFaphic Sdmces Corpca^n n WnST MAM STRHT WnsnR,N.Y. I45M (7l6)t72-4S03 ^^^\^^^ ^^^J^ ^^^ ^ ^ ..^% .** ^. m^m^fmm^mmm* ■TT" n1 84 HYMNS. The storm of justice falls, And death is nigh. 4 The Spirit calls to-day ; Yield to his power ! Oh, grieve Him not away; *Tis mercy's hour. 97 6.8. 3 Ye dying sons of men, Immersed in sin and woe, The gospel's voice attend, Which Jesus sends to you. Ye perishing and guilty, come ; In Jesu's arms there yet is room. No longer now delay. Nor vain excuses frame ; He bids you come to-day, Though poor, and blind, and lame, All things are ready ; sinner, come ! For every trembling soul there's room. Drawn by his bleeding love, Ye wandering sheep, draw near ; Christ calls you from above ; His gracious accents hear ! Let whosoever will now come ! For each and all there yet is room; HYMNS. 85 6.8. 98 1 As the serpent raised by Moses Healed the serpent's burning bite ; Jesus thus Himself discloses To the wounded sinner's sight : Hear His gracious invitation, " I have life and peace to give ; I have wrought out full salvation, Sinner look to Me and live." 7's. I lame, j! oom. lar; 2 Dearest Saviour we adore Thee, For thy precious life and death ; Melt each stubborn heart before Thee ; Give us all the eye of faith ; From the law's condemning sentence. To thy mercy we appeal ; Thou alone canst give repentance. Thou alone our souls canst heal ! 99 6-7s. 1 Pity, Lord, a wretched creature. One whose sins for vengeance cry, Groaning 'neath his heavy burden. Throbbing heart and heaving sigh, Oh, my Saviour, canst Thou let a sinner die? m HTHNS. 2 KoI Thou canst not : Thou hast promM To attend unto his prayer ; Still he cries, in faltering accents, " Jesus, oh, in mercy spare ! " Spare the sinner, JesuSj oh, in mercy Spare. 3 Oh ! how swift Divine compassion Runs to meet the mourning soul ; And with words of consolation Makes the wounded spirit whole, **I'm the Saviour:" let this truth thy heart console. 100 6.M. 1 My Saviour I Thou didst shed Thy precious blood for me ; Oh,i dwell within my worthless heart, And let me live to Thee I 2 Thou callest me, Lord, To come to Thee and live ; I therefore come with all my sins ; I know 1 hou canst forgive. 101 L.M. 1 Beset with snares on every hahd^ In life's uncertain path I stanil ; ntiiiifrs. 87 *oinis6d y Spare. 1; e, uth thy 6.M* art, S&ynmf Divine I diffiis^ Thifr ligfct, To guide my doubtful footsteps right. 2 Engage this roving treacherous heart, To choose a;t once the better part ; And as earth's fairest hopes decay Choofie joys that none can take aWay. 102 c-M 1 " Do you love Jesus?" I was asked^ With shame I answered " No !" Oh, what a sinner I have been To treat my Saviour so. 2 If earthly friend for ine had bled, I'd love his very name ; Though Christ for me his blood has shed. Of Hiin IV& be€in ashamed 1 L.M. 103 L.M. 1 That day ot wrath, that dreadful day, When heaven and earth shall pass away. What power shall be the sinner's stay ? How shall he meet that dreadful day? 2 When, shrivelling like a parchment scroll, Th9 flaming iM^^dbi f<%!kti# .'■/. 88 HYMNS. When louder yet, and yet more dread, Swells the loud trump that wakes the dead ; 3 Oh ! on that day, that wrathful day, When man to judgment wakes from clay, Be Thou, Christ, the sinner's stay. Though heaven and earth shall pass away ! 104 P.M. 1 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 ! 2 Every eye shall now behold Him, Robed in dreadful majesty ; Those who set at nought and sold Him, Pierced and nail'd Him to the Tree, Deeply wailing. Shall the true Messiah see. 3 The dear tokens of His passion. Still His dazzling body bears: Cause of endless exultation »• f ■ » P.M. ding, Him, ree. HTMN8. 89 To His ransom'd worshippers ; With what rapture I Gaze we on those glorious scars ! 4 Yea. Amen ! let all adore Thee, High on Thy eternal throne ! Saviour, take the power and glory, Claim the kingdom for Thine own. come quickly ! Everlasting God, come down ! 105 1 In the Christian's home in glory, There remains a land of rest, "Where the Saviour's gone before me, To fulfil my soul's request. On the"other side of Jordan, In the sweet fields of Eden, Where the tree of life is blooming, There is rest for you. There is rest for the weary, There is rest for the weary, There is rest for the weary. There is rest for you. 2 H^ is fitting up my mansion. Which eternally shall stand ; My stay shall not be transient In that holy, happy land. On the dthtr sido of Jordan, kc. - ■• I 90 HTMNS, 3 Death itself (shall then be yanqaished, And it& sting shall be withdrawn, Shout with gladness, ye ransoI^ed t Hail with joy the happy morn. On the other side of Jordan, &e. 4 Sing, sing, ye heirs of glory, Shout your trumpets as ye go ! Zion's gates will open to you. You shall find an entrance through. On the other side of Jordan, &c. 106 P.M. 1 There is life iq a look at the crucified One ! There is life at this moment for thee; Then look, dinner, look unto him, andlM saved. Unto Kim who was nailed to the tree. 2 Oh I why was He there as the bearer of sin. If on Jesus thy sips were not laid ? Oh I why from his side flowed the sin* cleansing blood. If his dying tbjd^btl^ not paid? HTMNS. uished, awn, K)iuedi •n, 1, &e. pi lurough. P.M. e crucified for thee;! im, and be I }0 the tree. e bearer of tlaid? d the sin- rpaid? 3 It is not thy tears of repentance or prayers, [soul ; But the blood, that atones for the On Him then believe, and a pardon re- ceive, [quite whole. For his blood now can make thee 4 We are healed by his stripes ; — ^wouldst thou add to the word ? And He is our righteousness made ; The best robe of heaven He bids thee put on, Oh, couldst thou be better arrayed ? 5 Then take, with rejoicing, from Jesus at The life everlasting He gives ; [once And know, with assurance, thou never canst die. Since Jesus thy righteousness lives. 107 P.M. 1 There's a light in^^the window for thee, brother. There's a light in the window for thee ; The Saviour has gone to the mansions above. There's a light in the window for thee ! A mansion in heaven we see, And a light in the window for thee 92 HYMNS. 2 There's a crown, and a robe, and a palm^ brother, [art. free ; "When from toil and from care thou The Saviour has gone tojprepare thee a home, There's a light in the window fof thee! A mansion in heaven, &c. 3 Oh, watch, and be faithful^ and pray, brother, All thy journey o'er life's troubled sea ; Though afflictions assail thee, and storms beat severe, There's^a light in the window for thee A mansioik in heaven, &c. 4 Then on, perservingly on, brother, Till from conflict and suffering free; Bright angels shall beckon thee over the stream, There's a light in the window for thee A mansion in heaven, &c. 108 1 Shall we gather at the river. Where bright angel feet have trod^ With its crvstal tide for ever, Flowing by the throne of God I ' Yes we'll gather at the river, The beautiful, the beautiful river- Gather with the saints at the river, That flowB by the throne of God. 2 On the marcj^in of the river, Washing up its silvery spray, We will walk and worship ever, All the happy golden day. Yes, we'll gather, ic 3 Ere we reach the shining river, Lay we every burden down ; ' Grace our spirits will deliver. And provide a robe and crown , Yes, we'll gather, &c, 4 At the smiling of the river, Mirror of the Saviour's face, Saints whom death will never sever, Lift their songs of saving grace. Yes, we'll gather, &c, 5 Soon we'll reach the silver river. Soon our pilgrimage will cease ; Soon our happy hearts will quiver, With the melody of peace. XQ9i we'll gather, &c. 94 109 HYMNS. CM. 1 There is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign ; Infinite day excludes the night, And pleasures banish pain. We're marching to Immanuel's ground, We soon shall hear the trumpet sound , And then we shall with Jesus reigtt, And never, never part again. What I never part again ? No ! never part again. And then we shall with Jesus refgn, And never, never part again, 2 There, everlasting spring abides, And never withering flowers ; Death, like a narrow sea, divides This heavenly land from ours. We're marching Ac. 3 Sweet fields, beyond the swelling flood. Stand dressed in living green ; So to the Jews old Canaan stood^ While Jordan rolled between. We're marching &c. HYMNS. 95 CM. ground, i sound , I never 4 Bnt timorous mortals start and shrink, To cross this narrow sea ; And linger, shivering on the brink, And fear to launch away. We're marching &c, 6 Oh, could we make our doubts remove. Those gloomy doubts that rise, And view the Canaan that we love With unbeclouded eyes ! We're marching &c. 6 Could we but climb where Moses stood, And view the landscape o'er, Not Jordan's stream, nor death's cold flood, Should fright us from the shore. We're marching &c. lood; ig tc. 110 CM. 1 On Jordan's stormy banks I stand, And cast a wishf\il eye To Canaan's fair and happy land, "Where my possessions lie. 2 No chilling winds or pois'nous breath Can reach that healthful store ; Sickness and sorrow, pain and death. Are felt and feared no more. 96 HYMNS. 3 When shall I reach that happy place, And be forever blest ? When shall I see my Father's fiice, And in his bosom rest? 4 Fiird with delight my raptured soul Would here no longer stay ; Though Jordan's waves around me roll, Fearless I'd launch away ! Ill CM. 1 When I can read my title clear, To mansions in the skies, rU bid farewell to every fear, And wipe my weeping eyes. 2 Should earth against my soul engage, And fiery darts be hurl'd, Then I can smile at Satan's rage, And face a frowning world, 3 Let cares like a wild deluge come, And storms of sorrow fall. So I but safely reach my home, My God, my heaven, my all ! 4 There I shall bathe my weary soul, In seas of heaveijly rest. HYMNS. 97 And not a wave of trouble roll, Across my peaceful breast ! DEATH AND ETERNITY. 112 L.M. 1 Almighty Maker of my frame, Teach me the measure of my days. Teach me to know how frail I am. And spend the remnant to Thy praise. 2 My days are shorter than a span ; A little point my life appears : How frail, at best, is dying man ! How vain are all his hopes and fears I / 3 Vain his ambition, noise, and show ; Vain are the cares which rack his mind: He heaps up treasures, — mix'd with woe, And dies, and leaves them all behind. 4 be a nobler portion mine ! My God, I bow before Thy throne : Earth's fleeting treasures I resign. And fix my hopes on Thee alone. 98 113 1 HYMNS. CM. Thee, we adore, Eternal Name I And humbly own to Thee, How feeble is our mortal frame, What dyii)g worms we be I 2 Our wasting lives grow shorter still, As days and months increase ; And every beating pulse we tell, Leaves but the number less. 3 The year rolls round, and steals away The breath that first it ^ave ; Whatever we do, wherever we be, We're travelling to the grave. 4 Dangers stand thick through all the ground, To push us to to the tomb ; And fierce diseases wait around, To hurry mortals home. 5 Infinite joy, or endless woe, Attends on every breath ; And yet how unconcerned we go Upon the brink of death ! 6 Waken, O Lord, our drowsy sense, To walk this dangerous road I HYMNS. OM, ay round, 99 And if our souls be hurried hence, May they be found with God ! 114 L.M. 1 Awake, our soul ! away our fears ! Let every trembling thought be gone ! Awake, and run the heavenly race, s And put a cheerful courage on, 2 True, 'tis a strait and thorny road, And mortal spirits tire and faint ; But they forget the mighty God, That feeds the strength of every saint. 3 mighty God, thy matchless power Is every new, and every young ; And firm endures, while endless years Their everlasting circles run. 4 From thee, the ever-flowing Spring, Our souls shall drink a fresh supply ; While such as trust their native strength Shall melt aw^ay, and droop, and die. 5 Swift as the eagle cuts the air, We'll mount aloft to thine abode ; On wings of love our souls shall fly, Nor tire alone the heavenly road. -A f'i 100 115 HYMNS. CM. 1 Our souls are in His miglity hand, And He shall keep them still ; And you and I shall surely stand With Him on Sion's hill ! Oh, that will be joyful, joyful, joyful • Oh that will be joyful, To meet to part no more ! To meet to part no more I To meet on Canaan's happy shore, And sing hallelujah With those that have gone before. 2 Him, eye to eye, we there shall see ; Our face like His shall shine ; what a glorious company, When saints and angels join ! Oh, that will be joyful, &c. 3 what a joyful meeting there ! In robes of white array' d. Palms in our hands we all shall bear, • crowns upon our head. Oh, that will be joyful, &c. 4 Then let us lawfully contend. And fight our passage through : Bear in our faithful minds the end, And keep the prize in view. Oh, that will be joyful, &c. HYMNS. 101 CM. ) joyful lore, before. fill, &C. 5 Then let us hasten to the day, When all shall be brought home : Come, Redeemer, come away. Jesus, quickly come 1 Oh, that will be joyful, kc. 116 CM. 1 God ! our help in ages past, Our hope for years to come. Our shelter from the stormy blast, And our eternal home : 2 Under the shadow of thy throne, Still may we dwell secure ; Sufficient is thine arni alone. And our defence is sure. ,i si I; jar. ful, &c, 1, ful, &c. 3 A thousand ages, in thy sight, Are like an evening gone : Short as the watch that ends the night, Before the rising sun. 4 Time, like an ever-rolling stream, Bears all its sous away : They fly forgotten, as a dream Dies at the opening day. 102 HYMNS. 5 God ! our help in ages pasf , Our hope for years to come ; Be thou our guard while life shall last, And our perpetual home ! 117 CM, 1 My days are gliding swiftly by, And I, a pilgrim stranger, Would not detain them as they fly, These hours of toil and danger. For now we stand oa Jordan's strand, Oijr friends are passing over, And just before the shining shore We may almost discover. 2 Our absent King the watchword gave, "Let ev'ry lamp be burning ;" We look afar, across the wave. Our distant home discerning. For now, &c. 3 Should coming days b3 dark and cold, We will not yield to sorrow ; For hope will sing with courage bold, " There's glory on the morrow." For now, &c. ist, CM. HY\INS. 103 4 Let sorrow's rudest tempest blow, Each cord on earth to sever, There, bright and joyous in the skies — There is our home for ever I For now, &c. 118 6's. 1 One sweetly solemn thought Comes to me o'er and o'er — I am nearer home to-day Than I ever have been before : 2 Nearer my Father's house, Where the many mansions be ; Nearer the great white throne ; Nearer the crystal sea j 3 Nearer the bound of life. Where we lay our burdens down ; Nearer leaving the cross ; Nearer gaining the crown. 4 Jesus, perfect my trust. Strengthen the hand of my faith ; Let me feel thee near when I stand On the edge of the shores of death. 04 HYMJNS. THE christian's SABBATH. 119 L.M. W' 1 Lord of the Sabbath, hear our vows; On this thy day, in this thy house j And own, as grateful sacrifice. The songs which from thy servants rise. 2 Thine earthly Sabbaths, Lord, we love ; But there's a nobler rest above ; To that our laboring souls aspire, With ardent pangs of strong desire 3 No more fatigue, no more distress. Nor sin nor death shall reach that place : No sighs shall mingle with the songs Which warble from immortal tongues, 4 No rude alarms of raging foes ; No cares to break the long repose : No midnight shade, no clouded sun, But sacred, high, eternal noon. 5 long expected day, begin : Dawn on these realms of woe and sin : Fain would we leave this weary road, And sleep in death, to rest with God 1 HYMNS. 105 L.M. THE christian's SABBATH. 120 7V Welcome, sacred day of rest ! Sweet repose from wordly care ; Day above all days the best, When our souls for heaven prepare ; Day when our Eedeemer rose Victor o'er the hosts of hell : Tbus he vanquish'd all our foes ; Let our lips his glories tell. 2 Gracious Lord, we love this day. When we hear thy holy word ; When we sing thy praise and pray — Earth can no such joys afford. But a better rest remains — Heavenly Sabbaths, happier days; Rest from sin, and rest from pains ; Endless joys, and endless praise. THE HOLY SBRIPTURES. 121 1 Father of mercies, in thy word What endless glory shines ! For ever be thy name adored, For these celestial lines. CM. 106 HYMNS. 2 Here the Redeemer's welcome voice Spreads heavenly peace around ; And life and everlasting joys Attend the blissful sound. 3 may these heavenly pages be My ever dear delight ; And still new beauties may I see, And still increasing light ! 4 Divine Instructor, gracious Lord, Be thou for ever near : Teach me to love thy sacred word, And view my Saviour there ! CHRISTMAS HYMN. 122 CM- 1 Mortals awake, with angels join And chant th* solemn lay Joy, love and gratitude combine To hail th* auspicious day. 2 Hark ! the cherubic armies shout And glory leads to song : Good will and peace are heard throughout. The harmonious, heavenly throng HTMNS. 107 3 With joy the chorus we'll repeat, " Glory to God on high I " Good will and peace are now complete," Jesus was born to die ! 4 Hail Prince of life ! forever hail. Redeemer, Brother Friend, Though earth and time and life should fail, Thy praise shall never end ! CHRISTMAS HYMN. 123 CtM* 1 Hark! the glad sound! the Saviour comes. The Saviour promised long ! Let every heart prepare a throne, And every voice a song. 2 He comes, the prisoners to release. In Satan's bondage held ; The gates of brass before Him burst. The iron fetters yield. 3 He comes, the broken heart to bind, The bleeding soul to cure; And with the riches of His grace To bless the humble poor. m 108 iiriiNS. 4 Our glad hosannas, Prince of Peace, Thy welcome shall proclaim ; And heaven's eternal arches ring With Thy beloved Name 1 EASTEK HYMN. 124 1 P.M. Hark ! the voice of love and mercy Sounds aloud from Calvary See ! it rends the rocks asunder, Shakes the earth, and veils the sky ! " It is finish'd 1" Hear the dying Saviour cry. 2 " It is finish'd !" oh, what pleasure Do the wond'rous words afford! Heav'nly blessing without measure Flow to us through Christ the Lord, " It is finished !" Saints, the dying words record. 3 Tunc your harps anew, ye seraphs ; Strike them to Immanuel's name : All on earth, and all in heaven. Join the triumph to proclaim. " It is finished !" Glory to the bleeding Lamb ! 1125 II " Si 2L( F( L L 3V CI D C 4L 12( 1 "3 ice. HYMNS. EASTER HYMN. P.M. Tcy 6 sky! re I! re Lord, is; QGie 125 1 " Christ, the Lord, is risen today," Sons of men, and Angels, say , Baise your joys and triumph high ; Sing, ye heavens ; thou earth, reply, Hallelujah. 2 Love's redeeming work is done. Fought the fight, the battle won ; Lo I the sun's eclipse is o'er ; Lo I He sets in blood no more. Hallelujah. 3 Vain ths stone, the watch, the seal ; Christ hath burst the bars of hell ; Death in vain forbids His rise ; Christ hath open'd Paradise. Hallelujah. 4 Lives again our glorious King ! Where Death, is now thy sting? Once He died our souls to save ; Where's thy victory, boasting Grave? Hallelujah. 109 7'8. 126 EASTER HYMN. CM. 1 Ye humble souls, that seek the Lord^ Chase all your fears away; / I ^ 110 HY3INS. And bow with rapture down to see The place where Jesus lay. 2 Thus low the Lord of Life was brought Such wonders love can do ! Thus cold in death that bosom lay, Which throbb'd and bled for you ! 3 But raise your eyes, and tune your songs, The Saviour lives again ! Not all the bolts and bars of death The Conqueror could detain ! 4 High o'er the' angelic bands He rears His once-dishonour'd head ; And through unnumbered years He reigns, Who dwelt among the dead. 5 With joy like His shall every saint His vacant tomb survey ; Then rise with his ascending Lord To realms of endless day ! EASTER HYMN. 127 P.M. 1 The happy morn is come : Triumphant o'er the grave ik. : iZ^J^v.. HYMNS. Ill see brought ay, you! )ur songs, ith The Saviour leaves the tomb, Omnipotent to save : Captivity is captive led, For Jesus liveth, who was dead ! 2 Christ hath the ransom paid ; The glorious work is done j On Him our help is laid ; By Him our victory won ; Captivity is captive led, For Jesus liveth, who was dead ! i EASTER HYMN. m rears le reigns, Qt rd P.M. 128 8-7. 1 He who once was dead, now liveth, Lo ! he lives for everem.ore ; He who all our sins forgive th — He who all our judgment bore. 2 And 'tis done — from heaven's treasure All the fearful debt is paid ; Our transgressions' perfect measure, God on his beloved laid. 3 Tell around the wide creation What redeeming love hath done ; Publish full and free salvation. Through the blood of God's dear Son. w^ 112 HYMNS. 129 CM. 2 1 Come let us join our cheerful songs With angels round the throne ; Ten thousand thousand are their tongues, But all their joys are one. 2 " Worthy the Lamb that died !" they cry, "Tobeexalted thus!"— " Worthy the Lamb !" our hearts reply; " For He was slain for us." 3 Jesus is worthy to receive Honour and power divine ; And blessings, more than we can give. Be, Lord, for ever thine ! 4 The whole creation join in one. To bless the sacred name Of Him that sits upon the throne. And to adore the Lamb. THE NEW YEAR. 130 7's. Bless, Lord, the opening year To each soul assembled here I Clothe the word with power divine, Make us willing to be thine ! HYMNS. 113 CM. 2 >ngues, ey cry, reply ; ive, 7's. ae. Shepherd of thy blood-bought sheep, Teach the stony heart to weep ! Let the blind have eyes to see, See themselves and look to Thee ! "Where thou hast the work begun, Give new strength the race to run ; Scatter darkness, doubts, and fears, Wipe away the mourner's tears ! Bless us all, — both old and young. Call forth praise from every tongue ! Let the whole assembly prove All thy power and all thy love ! 131 CM. 1 Sing to the great Jehovah's praise! All praise to Him belongs: Who kindly lengthens out our days, Demands our choicest songs. 2 His providence hath brought us through Another various year : We all with vows and anthems new Before our God appear. 3 Father, thy mercies past we own, Thy still continued care ; To Thee presenting, through Thy Son, Whate'er we have or are. 114 HYMNS. 4 Our residue of days or hours, ^ Thine, wholly Thine, shall be ; And all our consecrated powers A sacrifice to Thee ! PRAYER FOR GOD'S BLESSING. 132 1 Almighty God, thy word is cast Like seed into the ground ; Now let the dew of heaven descend, And righteous fruits abound. CM, 2 Let not the foe of Christ and man That heav'nly seed remove ; But give it root in ev'ry heart, To bring forth fruits of love. 3 Nor let thy word, so kindly sent To raise us to thy throne, Return to thee, and sadly tell That we reject thy Son. 4 Oft as the precious seed is sown, Thy quick'ning grace bestow I That all whose souls the truth receive, Its saving power may know ! CM. ceive, -r I ■^ip