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PREFACE. 
 
 
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 IN dedicating this selection of Hymns to the 
 Baptist Churches of Canada, the compiler 
 hopes that it will supply a real and folt want. 
 The price, as well as the size of '* The Psal- 
 mist," Spurgeon's " Our Own Hymn Book," 
 and '<The SahhatU Hymn Book" render them 
 unavailable for general use in our Prayer 
 Meetings and other Social Religious gatherings, 
 while the smaller Hymn Books are objection- 
 able to many on account of the number of 
 adapted songs and ditties they contain, as well 
 as for other reasons. 
 
 The greater part of the Hymns are taken 
 from " Our Own Hymn Book." The names of 
 their authors and the dates of their composi- 
 tion are aleo given, so far as known. They 
 are also exempted from the injury which 
 modern Hymn critics are so ready to inflict on 
 our choicest Hymns by alterations. 
 
 May the Great Head of the Church, who is 
 worthy of the praises of all his creatures, give 
 his blessing with this little book, so that it 
 may prove of spiritual benefit to all who make 
 use of it in the sweet service of song I 
 
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 MOENING. 
 
 Kcej.' lis, Lordj this day. 
 
 1 Now that the sun is beaming bright, 
 
 Once more to God we pray, 
 That He, the uncreated Light, 
 May guide our souls this day. 
 
 2 No sinful word, nor deed of wrong. 
 
 Nor thoughts that idly rove ; 
 But simple truth he on our tongue, 
 And in our hearts be love. 
 
 3 And while the hours in order flow, 
 
 O Christ, securely fence 
 Our gates beleaguer'd by the foe, 
 The gate of every sense. ^^ 
 
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 4 And grant that to Thine honour. Lord; 
 Our daily toil may tend ; 
 That we begin it at Thy word. 
 
 And in Thy favour end. "^ 
 
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 MORNING. 
 
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 O Thanks. 
 
 1 Lord, for the mercies of the night, 
 My humble thanks I pay ; 
 And unto Thee I dedicate 
 The first-fruits of the day. 
 
 2 Let this day praise Thee, my God, 
 And so let all my days : 
 And oh let mine eternal day 
 Be Thine eternal praise ! 
 
 John Mason ^ 1GS3. 
 
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 \ A Hymn for Morning. CM. 
 
 1 Hosanna, with a cheerful sound, 
 
 To God's upholding hand ; 
 Ten thousand snares attend us round, 
 ' ,,J And yet secure we stand. 
 
 2 That wa#% most amazing power 
 
 .l%at iitised us with a word, 
 And evei!jMay, and every hour. 
 We lean tippn the Lord. 
 
 3 The rising morning can't assure 
 That we shall end the day ; • 
 
 For death stands ready at the door 
 To take our lives away. 
 
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 MORNING. 
 
 4 .Our breath is forfeiit'd by am 
 To God's avenging law ; 
 We own Thy grace, immortal King, 
 In every gasp we draw. 
 
 6 God i» our sun, whose daily light 
 Our joy and safety brings ; 
 Our feeble flesh lies safe at night 
 Beneath His shady wings. 
 
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 Welcome^ sweet Den/ of Red, 
 
 1 Welcome, sweet day of rest, 
 That saw the Lord arise ; 
 Welcome to this reviving "breast 
 And these rejoicing eyes ! 
 
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 The King himself comes near 
 
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 Here we mav sit and see Him here, 
 
 And love, and praise, and pray. 
 
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 3 One day amidst the place. / 
 Where my dear God hath been, 
 Is sweeter ilian ten thouiand days 
 Of pleasurable sin. 
 
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 4 My willing soul would stay 
 In such a frame as this, 
 And sit, and sing herself away 
 To everlasting bliss. 
 
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 MORNING. 
 
 Ilosannah. 
 
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 1 This is the day the Lord hath made, 
 
 He calls the hours His own ; 
 Let heaven rejoice, let earth be glad, 
 And praise surround the throne. 
 
 2 To-day He rose and left the dead ; 
 
 And Satan's empire fell ; 
 To-day the saints His triumphs spread, 
 And all His wonders tell. 
 
 3 Hosannah to the anointed King, 
 
 To David's holy Son ! 
 Help us, Lord ! descend and bring 
 Salvation from Thy throne. 
 
 4 Blest be the Lord, who comes to men, 
 i With messages of grace ; 
 
 Who comes in God His Father's name 
 y To save our sinful race. 
 
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 6 Hosannah in the highest strains 
 The church on earth can raise ; 
 The highest heavens, in which He reigns, 
 * Shall give Him nobler praise. 
 
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 Imac WaiU, 1719. 
 
 
MORNING. 
 
 Q Jesua rose on the fir at Day of ihe Week. CM. 
 
 1 Blcss'd morning, whoso young dawning rays 
 Beheld our rising God ; 
 Tliat saw Ilini triumph o'er the dust, 
 And leave His dark abode! 
 
 2 In tlie cold prison of a tomb 
 
 The dead Redeemer lav, 
 Till the revolving skies had brought 
 The third, th' appointed day. 
 
 3 Hell and the grave unite their force 
 
 To hold our God in vain ; 
 The sleeping Conqueror arose. 
 And burst their feeble chain. 
 
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 4 To Thy great name, almighty Lord, 
 These sacred hours we pay ; 
 And loud hosannas shall proclaim 
 The triumph of the day. ,, 
 
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 5 Salvation and immortal praise .r^^^i;^;,^. 
 To our victorious King ; -' ' 
 
 Let heaven and earth, and rocks, and seas, 
 With glad hosannas ring. 
 
 Isaac Watts, 1709. 
 
 
 
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 EVENING. 
 
 Prayer at Eventide. 
 
 1 Softly now the light of day 
 Fades upon my sight away ; 
 Free from care, from labour free, 
 Lord, I would commune with Thee ! 
 
 2 Thou whose all-pcrvadlng eye 
 Nought escapes, without, within, 
 Pardon each infirmity. 
 
 Open fault and secret sin. 
 
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 3 Soon for me the light of day 
 Shall for ever pass away ; 
 Then, from sin and sorrow free. 
 Take me, Lord, to dwell with Thee ! 
 
 4 Thou who, sinless, yet hast known 
 All of man's infirmity ; 
 
 Then, from Thine eternal throne, 
 Jesus, look with pitying eye. 
 
 George W. Doane, 1S2G. 
 
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 1 Dread Sovereign, let my evening song 
 ^i, ., Like holy incense rise ; 
 5 Assist the ofterings of my tongue 
 
 - To reach the lofty skies. 
 
EVENING. 
 
 2 Through all the dangers of the day 
 
 Thy hand was still m}^ guard ; 
 And still to drive my wants :iway, 
 Thy mercy stood prepared. 
 
 3 What have I done for Him that died 
 
 To save my wretched s^ul ? 
 How are my follies multiplied, 
 Fast as my minutes roll ! 
 
 4 Lord, with this guilty heart of mine 
 
 To Thy dear cross I flee ; 
 And to Thy grace my soul resign, 
 To be renewed by Thee. 
 
 Imac Watts, 1700. 
 
 
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 1 Glory to Thee, my God, this night, 
 For all the blessings of the light ; 
 Keep me, oh keep me. King of kings, 
 Beneath thine own almighty wings. 
 
 2 Forgive me, Lord, for Thy dear Son, ' 
 The ills that 1 this day have done ; 
 That with the world, myself, and Thee, 
 L ere I sleep, at peace may be. 
 
 3 Teach me to livC; that I may dread 
 The grave as little as my bed ; 7 . 
 Teach me to die, that so I may ^ • • 
 Rise glorious at the judgment day. 
 
 
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 4 may my cjul on Thee repose, 
 
 And with sweet sleep mine eye-lids close ; 
 Sleep, that may me more vigorous make 
 To serve my God when I awake. 
 
 5 When in the night I sleepless lie, 
 
 My soul with heavenly thoughts supply, 
 Let no ill dreams disturb my rest, 
 Nor powers of darkness me molest. 
 
 6 Oh when shall I in endless day. 
 For ever chase dark sleep away ; 
 
 And endless praise with th' heavenly choir. 
 Incessant sing, and never tire ? 
 
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 Evening. 
 
 1 Holy Father ! whom we praise 
 With imperfect accents here; 
 Ancient of eternal days ! 
 
 Lord of heaven and earth and air ; 
 Stooping from amid the blaze 
 Of the flaming seraphim. 
 Hear and help us while we raise 
 This our Sabbath evening hymn. 
 
 2 We have trod Thy temple, Lord ; 
 We have join'd the public praise ; 
 We have heard Thy holy Word ; 
 We have sought Thy heavenly grace 
 
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EVENING. 
 
 All Thy goodness we record, 
 All our powers to Thee we bring ; 
 Let Thy faithfulness afford 
 Now the shadow of Thy wing. 
 
 3 We have seen Thy dying love, 
 Jesus ! once for sinners slain ; 
 We would follow Thee above ! 
 We like Thee would rise and reign. 
 Let revolving Sabbaths prove 
 Seasons of delight in Thee ; 
 Let Thy presence, Holy Dovo, 
 Fit ug for eternity. 
 
 Thomas Binney, 1857. 
 
 ]_ 2^ The End of the Sabbath. 
 
 1 Ere another Sabbath close, 
 Ere again we seek repose. 
 Lord, our song ascends to Thee, 
 At Thy feet we "bow the knee. 
 
 2 For the mercies of the day, 
 
 For this rest upon our way, "**^^s,^ 
 Thanks to Thee alone be given, 
 Lord of earth, and King of heaven. 
 
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 3 Cold our services have been, ' ^ - 
 Mingled every prayer with sin : 
 But Thou canst and wilt forgive : 
 By Thy grace alone we live. 
 
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 4 Whilst this thorny path we tread. 
 May Thy love our footsteps lead ; 
 When our journey here is past, 
 May we rest with Thee at last. 
 
 5 Let these earthly Sahhaths prove 
 Foretastes of our joys ahove ; 
 While their steps Thy pilgrims bend 
 To the rest which knoAvs no end. 
 
 Edward Bickersteth's Coll., 1833! 
 
 PEAISE TO THE TEINITY. 
 
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 Praise God, from whom all bh^ssings flow, 
 Praise Him all creatures here below, 
 Praise Him above, ye heavenly host. 
 Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. 
 
 Thomas Ken, 1G97. 
 
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 Give glory to God, ye children of men. 
 And publish abroad, again and again. 
 The Son's glorioris merit, the Father's freci grace, 
 The gift of the Spirit, to Adam's lost race 
 
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THE TRINITY. 
 
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 Praise the God of all creation, 
 
 Praise the Father's l)Oundless love ; 
 Praise the Lamb, our expiation. 
 
 Priest and King enthroned above. 
 Praise the Fountain of salvation, 
 
 Him hy whom our spirits live ; 
 Undivided adoration 
 
 To the One Jehovah give. 
 
 Josiah Condcry 1837. 
 
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 Give to the Father praise. 
 
 Give glory to the Son, 
 And to the Spirit of His grace 
 
 Be equal honour done. 
 
 Isaac Watff<y 1709. 
 
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 1 Hallelujah ! joyful raise 
 
 Heart and voice our God to praise ! 
 Praise the Father ! praise the Son ! 
 Praise the Spirit ! Three in One. 
 
 2 One to perfect all the plan , t 
 Of redeeming ruin'd rnan I ^' - 
 Triune God! to Thee be given v* 
 Praise on earth, and praise in heaven. 
 
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 To God the Father, God the Son, 
 And God the Spirit, Three in One, 
 Be honour, praise, and glory given 
 By all on earth, and all in heaven. 
 
 Isaac Watts, 1709. 
 
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 To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, 
 One God, whom we adore. 
 
 Be glory as it was, is now, 
 And shall be evermore. 
 
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 1 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 us, 
 
 Ancient of days. 
 
 2 Jesus, our Lord, arise ; 
 Scatter our enemies. 
 
 And make them fall : 
 Let Thine almighty aid 
 Our sure defence be made, 
 Our souls on Thee be stay'd : 
 , Lord, hear our call. 
 
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 THE TRINITY. 
 
 3 Come, Thou Incarnate Word, . 
 Gird on Thy migiity sword, 
 
 Our prayer attend : 
 Come, and Thy people bless. 
 And give Thy word success ; 
 Spirit of holiness?, 
 
 On us descend. 
 
 4 Come, Holy Comforter, 
 Thy sacred witness bear 
 
 In this glad hour : 
 Thou who almighty art. 
 Now rule in every heart. 
 And ne'er from us depart. 
 
 Spirit of power ! 
 
 Charles Wedey I 1757. 
 
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 1 Music, bring thy sweetest treasures, 
 
 Dulcet melody and chord, 
 Link the notes with loveliest measures. 
 To the glory of the Lord. 
 
 2 Wing the praise from every nation, 
 
 Sweetest instruments employ. 
 Raise the chorus of creation, 
 Swell the universal joy. 
 
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 Far away be gloom and sadness ; 
 
 Spirits with seraphic fire, 
 Tongues with hymn8,and hearts with gladness, 
 
 Higher sound the chords and higher. 
 
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THE TRINITY. 
 
 4 To the Father, to the Saviour, 
 To the Spirit, souree of lip^ht. 
 As it was, is now, and ever, 
 Praise in heaven's supreniest height. 
 
 James Edrneston, 1837. 
 
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 1 Father of heaven ! whose love profound 
 A ransom for our souls hath found, 
 Before Thy throne we sinners bend ; 
 To us Thy pardoning love extend. 
 
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 2 Almighty Son ! Incarnate Word ! 
 Our Prophet, Priest, Redeemer, Lord, 
 Before Thy throne we sinners bend, 
 'o us Thy saving grace extend. 
 
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 3 Eternal Spirit by whose breath 
 The soul is raised from sin and death, 
 Before Thy throne we sinners bend ; 
 To us thy quickening power extend. 
 
 J. Coo2>er, 1812. 
 
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 1 Praise thu Lord, ye heavens, adore Him ; 
 
 Praise Him, angels, in the height ; 
 Sun and moon, rejoice before Him ; 
 Praise Him, all ye ;-tar8 of light. 
 
 2 Praise tlio Lord, for He hath spoken ; 
 
 . Worlds His mighty voice obey'd ; 
 Laws that never shall be broken. 
 For their guidance He hatli made. 
 
 3 Praise the Lord, for He is glorious ; 
 
 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 high His power proclaim ; 
 Heaven and earth, and all creation, 
 Laud and magnify His name. 
 
 Richard Mant, 1824. 
 
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 Stand up and bless the Lord. 
 
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 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. 
 
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PRAISE TO GOD. 
 
 2 Though high above all praise, 
 Above all blessing high, 
 
 It Who would not fear His holy name, 
 
 And laud, and magnify ? 
 
 3 Oh for the living liame 
 From His own altar brought 
 
 To touch our lips, our minds inspire, 
 And wing to heaven our thought ! 
 
 ^ ' 4 God is our strength and song, 
 And His salvation ours ; 
 Then be His love in Christ proclaim'd 
 With all our ransom'd powers. 
 
 5 Stand up and bless the Lord ; 
 
 The Lord your God adore : 
 Stand up, and bless His glorious name. 
 Henceforth for evermore. 
 
 James Montgormry, 1825. 
 
 24 ^^^ -^orfl? God Omnipotent reiyneth. L.M. 
 
 1 The Lord is King ; lift up thy voice, 
 earth, and all ye heavens rejoice : 
 From world to world the joy shall ring, 
 The Lord Omnipotent is King. 
 
 2 The Lord is King ; child of the dust, 
 The Judge of all the earth is just : 
 Holy and true are all His ways ; 
 Let every creature speak His praise. 
 
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 3 Ho reigns ! Ye saintb, exalt your strains, 
 Your God is King, your Father reigns ; 
 And Pie is ut the Father's side, 
 
 The Man of love, the Crucified. 
 
 4 Come, make your wants, your burdens known; 
 He will present them at the throne ; 
 
 And angel-bands are waiting there, 
 His messages of love to bear. 
 
 5 Oh ! when His wisdom can mistake, 
 His might decay. His love forsake. 
 Then may His cliildren cease to sing, 
 The Lord Omnipotent is King. 
 
 Josiah Conder, 1824. 
 
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 1 Holy and reverend is the name 
 
 Of our eternal King! - y 
 
 " Thrice holy Lord," the angels cry, 
 '< Thrice holy," let us sing. 
 
 2 The deepest reverence of the mind, -^ 
 
 Pay, my soul, 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. ^ " 
 
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 4 Thou holy God, ])ioservo my soul 
 From all pollution free ; 
 The pure in Ju'art ar*.' Thy delight, 
 And they Thy faee shall sec. 
 
 John I^cedham, 17CS. 
 
 QQ Faithful and unchangiiuj. L.M. 
 
 1 How oft have sin and Satan strove 
 To rend my soul from Thee, my God! 
 But everlagting is Thy love, 
 
 And Jesus seals it with His blood. 
 
 2 The oath and promise of the Lord 
 Join to confirm the wond'rous grace ; 
 Eternal power performs the word, 
 And fills all heaven with endless praise. 
 
 3 Amidst temptations sharp and long, 
 My soul io this dear refuge Hies ; 
 Hope is my anchor, firm and strong, 
 While tempests blow, and billows rise. 
 
 4 The gospel bears my spirit up ; 
 A faithful and unchanging God 
 Lays the foundation for my hope 
 In oaths, and promises, and blood. 
 
 Isaac WatLif, 1705). 
 
 2*7 Loving-kindness. L.M. 
 
 1 Awake, my soul, in joyful lays, 
 And sing thy great Redeemer's praise : 
 
 >lle justly claims a song from me, 
 His loving-kindness, oh, how free ! 
 
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 PRAISE TO nOD. 
 
 2 Tie saw mc riiln'd in the fall, 
 
 Yet loved me, notwithstanding all ; 
 lie saved me from my lost estate, 
 His loving-kindness, oh, how great! 
 
 3 Though nnmerous hosts of mighty foes, 
 Though earth and hell my way oppose, 
 He safely leads my soul along, 
 
 His loving-kindnoss, oh, how strong ! 
 
 4 When trouble, like a gloomy cloud, 
 Has gathev'd thick and thundev'd loud, 
 He near my soul has always stood. 
 His loving-kindness, oh, how good ! 
 
 5 Often I feel my sinful heart 
 Prone from my Jesns to depart ; 
 But though I have Him oft forgot. 
 His loving-kindness changes not. 
 
 6 t^oon shall I pass the gloomy valo, 
 Soon all my mortal powers must fail ; 
 Oh may my last expiring hreath 
 
 His loving-kindness sing in death ! 
 
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 7 Then let mc mount and soar away 
 To the bright world of endless day ; «^^ y. 
 And sing, with rapture and surprise, 
 His loving-kindness in the skies, .w?'- ■ 
 
 Sa7nuel Medley, 1787. 
 
 
PRAISE TO aOD. 
 
 pg Wisdom and Love. 8.7. 
 
 1 God is love, His mercy brightens 
 All the path in which we rove ; 
 Bliss He wakes, and woe He lightens ; 
 God is wisdom, God is love. 
 
 2 Chance and change are busy ever, 
 Man decays and ages move ; 
 
 But His mercy waneth never ; 
 God is wisdom, God is love. 
 
 3 E'en the hour that darkest seemcth 
 Will His changeless goodness prove ; 
 From the mist His brightness streamcth, 
 God is wisdom, God is love. 
 
 4 He with earthly cares entwineth 
 Hope and comfort from above ; 
 Everywhere His glory shineth ; 
 God is wisdom, God is love. 
 
 John Boivring, IS25. 
 
 Goodvss and Kindness. 
 
 L.M. 
 
 29 
 
 1 Give thanks to God, He reigns above ; 
 Kind are His thoughts. His name is love ; 
 His mercy ages past have known, 
 
 And ages long to come shall own. 
 
 2 Let the redeemed of the Lord 
 The wonders of His grace record ; 
 
 How great His works ! how kind His ways ! 
 Let every tongue pronounce His praise. 
 
 laaac Watts, 1710. 
 
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 PROVIDENCE. 
 
 QQ '' Thou hast created all thing s.^^ 8 7. 
 
 1 Praise to Thee, Thou great Creator ! 
 
 Praise be Thine from every tongue ; 
 Join, my soul, with every creature 
 Join the universal song. 
 
 2 Father I Source of all compassion ! 
 
 Pure, unbounded grace is Thine : 
 Hail the God of our salvation ! 
 Praise Him for His love divine. 
 
 3 For ten thousand blessings given. 
 
 For the hope of future joy, 
 Sound His praise through earth and heaven, 
 Sound Jehovah's praise on high. 
 
 4 Joyfully on earth adore Him, 
 
 Till in heaven our song we raise ; 
 There, enraptured fall before Him, 
 Lost in wonder, love, and praise. 
 
 John Faiocettf 1782, a. 
 
 PEOVIDENCB. 
 
 Q ][_ All our ways aj>pointed, 
 
 1 Sovereign Ruler of the skies ! 
 Ever gracious, ever wise ! 
 All my times are in Thy hand, 
 > - All events at Thy command. 
 
 7b. 
 
PROVIDENCE. 
 
 2 Times of sickness, times of health ; 
 Times of penury and wealth ; 
 Times of trial and of grief ; 
 Times of triumph and relief. 
 
 3 Times the tempter's power to prove ; 
 Times to taste a Saviour's love ; 
 
 All must come, and last, and end, 
 As shall please my heavenly Friend. 
 
 4 Thou Gracious, Wise, and Just, 
 In Thy hands my life I trust : 
 Have I somewhat dearer still ? 
 
 I resign it to Thy will. 
 
 John Rylamly 1777. 
 
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 Prov idence inysie rioiis. 
 
 CM. 
 
 1 God moves in a mysterious way 
 
 His wonders to perform ; 
 He plants His footsteps in the sea, 
 And rides upon the storm. 
 
 2 Deep in unfathomable mines 
 
 Of never-failing skill. 
 He treasures up His bright designs, 
 And works His sovereign will. 
 
 3 Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take, 
 
 The clouds ye so much dread 
 Are big with mercy,, and shall break 
 In blessings on your head. 
 
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 PROVIDENCE. 
 
 4 Judge not the Lord by feeble sense, 
 
 But trust Him for His grace ; 
 Behind a frowning providence 
 He hides a smiling face. 
 
 5 His purposes will ripen fast, 
 
 Unfolding every hour ; 
 The bud may have a bitter taste, 
 But sweet will be the flower. 
 
 G Blind unbelief is sure to err, 
 And scan His work in vain : 
 God is His own interpreter, 
 And He will make it plain. 
 
 WaUam Cowper, 1779. 
 
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 Gratitude for Providence . 
 
 CM. 
 
 1 When all Thy mercies, O my God, 
 
 My rising soul surveys ; 
 Transported with the view, I'm lost : 
 In wonder, love, and praise. 
 
 2 Oil how shall words, with equal warmth, 
 
 The gratitude declare 
 That glows within my ravish'd heart ! 
 But Thou canst read it there. ^^ ^ 
 
 3 Through every period of my life 
 
 Thy goodness I'll pursue ; 
 And after death, in distant worlds, 
 : The glorious theme renew. 
 
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 PROVIDENCE. 
 
 4 Through all eternity to Thoe 
 A joyful song I'll raise ; 
 But oh ! eternity's too short 
 To utter all Thy praise. 
 
 Joseph Addmm, 1712. 
 
 Qyj Goodness of Ood in Providence. CM, 
 
 1 Since all the downward tracks of time 
 
 God's watchful eye surveys, 
 Oh ! who so wise to choose our lot, " 
 And regulate our ways ? 
 
 2 Good, when He gives, supremely good ! 
 
 Nor less when He denies : 
 E'en crosses from His sov'rcign hand 
 Are blessings in disguise. 
 
 3 Since none can doubt His equal love, 
 
 Immeasurably kind. 
 To His unerring, gracious will 
 Be every wish resign'd. 
 
 James Hcrvey, I7(j^. 
 
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 DIVINE GEACE. 
 
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 Qg Electing Love acknowledged^ 7.6. 
 
 1 'Tis not that I did choose Thee. 
 
 For, Lord, that could not be ; 
 This hea.t would still refuse Thee, 
 
 But Thou hast chosen me : 
 Tliou from the sin that stain'd me 
 
 Wash'd me and set me free, 
 And to this end ordain'd me, 
 
 That I should live to Thee. 
 
 2 'Twas sovereign riiercy call'd me, 
 
 And taught my opening mind ; 
 The world had else enthralled me, 
 
 To heavenly glories blind. 
 My heart owns none above Thee ; 
 
 For Thy rich graoe I thirst ; 
 This knowing, if I love Thee, 
 
 Thou must have loved me first. 
 
 Josiah Coiider, 1856. 
 
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 Free Grace in Election. 
 
 8.7.4. 
 
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 1 Sons wo are through God's election, 
 Who in Jesus Christ believe ; 
 By eternal destination. 
 
 Sovereign grace we here receive ; 
 
 Lord, Thy mercy 
 Does both grace and glory give. 
 
 
DIVINE GRACE. 
 
 2 Every fallen soul, by sinning, 
 
 Merits everlasting pain ; 
 But Thy love, without beginniug, 
 Has restored Thy sons again : 
 
 Countless millions 
 Shall in life, through Jesus, reign. 
 
 3 Pause, my soul ! adore, and wonder ! 
 
 Ask, '^ Oh why such love to me ?" 
 Grace hath put me in the number 
 Of the Saviour's family : 
 
 Hallelujah ! 
 Thanks, eternal thanks, to Thee ! 
 
 S— P— n-, 1777. 
 
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 Electing Love immiiiahle. 
 
 L.M, 
 
 1 Who shall condemn to endless tlamcs 
 The chosen people oi our Grod, 
 Since in the book of life their names 
 Are iairly writ in Jesus' blood Y 
 
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 2 He, for the sins of all the elect, 
 
 '. Hath a complete atonement made j 
 And Justice uever can expect 
 That the same debt should twice be paid. 
 
 3 Not tribulation, nakedness, 
 The famine, peril, or the sword ; 
 Not persecution, or distress, ' '* 
 Can separate from Christ the Lord. 
 
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DIVINE GRACE. 
 
 4 Nor life, nor death, nor depth, nor height, 
 Nor powers below, nor powers above. 
 Nor present things, nor things to come, 
 Can change His purposes of love. 
 
 5 His sovereign mercy knows no end. 
 His faithfulness shall still endure ; 
 And those who on His word depend 
 Shall find His word for ever sure. 
 
 Benjamin Beddoiac, 1818. 
 
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 Love before Atonement. 
 
 CM. 
 
 1 'Twas not to make Jehovah's love 
 
 Towards the sinner flame, 
 That Jesus, from his throne above, 
 A suffering man became. 
 
 2 'Twas not the death which Ho endured, 
 
 Nor all the pangs He bore, 
 That God's eternal love procured, 
 For God was love before. 
 
 3 He loved the world of His elect 
 
 With love surpassing thought ; 
 Nor will His mercy e'er neglect • 
 
 The souls so dearly bought. 
 
 4 Tlic warm affections of His breast 
 
 Towards His chosen burn ; , " . ^-^ 
 And in His love He'll ever rest, ^ -^ v- 
 
 Nor from His oath return. 
 
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DIVINE GRACE. 
 
 5 Still to confirm His oath of old, 
 See in the heavens His bow ; 
 No fierce rebukes, but love untold 
 Awaits His children now. 
 
 John Kent, 1805. 
 
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 The Covenant, 
 
 148th. 
 
 With David's Lord and ours, 
 A covenant once was made, 
 
 Whose bonds are firm and sure. 
 Whose glories ne'er shall fade ; 
 
 Sign'd by the sacred Three in One, 
 
 In mutual love ere time begun. 
 
 2 Firm as the lasting hills. 
 
 This covenant shall endure. 
 Whose potent shalls and wills 
 Make every blessing sure : 
 When ruin shakes all nature's frame, 
 Its jots and tittles stand the same. 
 
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 Here, when thy feet shall fall, 
 
 Believer, thou shalt see 
 Grace to restore thy soul. 
 
 And pardon, full and free : 
 Thee with delight shall God behold 
 A sheep restored to Zion's fold. 
 
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DIVINE GRACE. 
 
 4 And when through Jordan's flood 
 Thy God shall bid thee go, 
 His arm shall thee defend, 
 And vanquish every foe ; 
 And in this covenant thou shalt view 
 Sufficient strength to bear thee through. 
 
 John Kent, 1803. 
 
 y^Q The Covenant God extolled. 
 
 1 The God of Abraham praise 
 
 Who reigns enthroned above, 
 Ancient of everlasting days. 
 And God of love ! 
 Jehovah, great I AM ! 
 By earth and heaven confcst ; 
 I bow, and bless the sacred name, 
 For ever blest 1 
 
 6.8.4. 
 
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 2 The God of Abraham praise, 
 At whose supreme command, 
 From earth I rise and seek the joys 
 At His right hand : 
 I all on earth forsake. 
 Its wisdom, fame, and power ; 
 And Him my only portion make, 
 My shield and tower. 
 
 3 The Go(IbrAbraMm praise, 
 Whose all-sufficient grace 
 
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DIVINE GRACE. 
 
 Shall guide me all my happy days, 
 111 all His ways : 
 He calls a worm His friend, 
 He calls Himself my God ! 
 And He shall save me to the end, 
 Through Jesus' blood. 
 
 4 He l^y Himself hath sworn, 
 I on His oath depend ; 
 I shall, on eagles' wings upborne, 
 To heaven ascend : 
 I shall behold His face, 
 I shall His power adore, 
 And sing the wonders of His grace 
 For evermore. 
 
 Thomas Olivers, 1772. 
 
 A1 The Love that God hath to us. CM. 
 
 1 Oh, love beyond the reach of thought. 
 
 That form'd the sovereign plan, 
 Ere Adam had our ruin wrought, 
 ■'-'^ Of saving fallen man ! 
 
 2 God has so loved our rebel race 
 
 As His own Son to give, 
 That whoso will, amazing grace ! 
 May look to Him and live. 
 
 3 Chosen in Christ, His ransoni'd flock 
 
 Th' eternal purpose prove ; ^r 
 
 By nature of a sinful stock, 
 Made blameless now in love. 
 
DIVINE GRACE. 
 
 4 Kansom'd by price, by blood rodoom'd, 
 Ilostcod by power divine, 
 Thougli lightly by the world esteem'd, 
 Tlioy as the stars shall shine. 
 
 Johiah Condci'y 1850. 
 
 ^2 " Grace reigns'' S.M. 
 
 1 Grace ! 'tis a charming sound ! 
 Harmonious to the ear I 
 
 Heaven with the echo shall resound, 
 And all the earth shall hear. 
 
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 2 Grace first contrived the way 
 To save rebellious man ; 
 
 And all the steps that grace display 
 Which drew the wondrous plan. 
 
 3 Grace first inscribed my name ^ ^ ^ 
 In God's eternal book : 
 
 'Twas grace tliat gave me to the Lamb, 
 Who all my sorrows took. . , 
 
 4 Grace led my roving feet 
 
 To tread thojbieavonly road ; - 
 And new supplies each liour I meet 
 While pressing on to God. ■ 
 
 5 Grace all the work shall crown, 
 Through everlasting days ; f^;^ 
 
 It lays in heaven the topmost stone, / 
 And well deserves the praise. 
 
 ? '^ w^ Philip Doddridge y 1765. 
 
DIVINE GRACE. 
 
 
 j^Q Grace most free. S.M. 
 
 1 Not to myself I owe 
 That i, O Lord, am Thine ; 
 
 Free grace hath all the shades broke; through, 
 And caused the light to shiue. 
 
 2 Me Thou hast willing made 
 Thy offers to reci ive ; 
 
 Call'd by the voice that wakes the dead, 
 I come to Thee and live. 
 
 3 Because Thy 80\ereign love 
 Was bent the worst to save ; 
 
 Josus who reigns enthroned above, 
 The free salvation gave. 
 
 Avgufttus M. Topladyy 1751). 
 
 
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 A A Salvation by Grace in Christ. L.M. 
 
 1 Now to the power of God supreme 
 Be everlasting honours given ; 
 
 He saves from hell (we bless His name), 
 He calls our wand'ring feet to heaven. 
 
 2 Not for our duties or deserts, 
 But of His cvm abounding grace, 
 He works stuvation in our hearts, 
 And forms a people for His praise. 
 
 3 'Twas His own purpose that begun 
 .^ To rescue rebels doom'd to die ; ^ 
 
 He gave us grace in Christ His Son 
 Before He spread the starry sky. 
 
DIVTNK GRACE. 
 
 4 Josus the Lord a])poar8 at last, 
 
 AikI makes His Father's counsels known ; 
 Declares the great transactions past, 
 And hrings immortal blessings down. 
 
 5 lie dies ; and in that dreadful night 
 Did all the powers of hell destroy : 
 Rising, he brought our heaven to light, 
 And took possession of the joy. 
 
 Isaac WattHy 1701). 
 
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 Sin subdued by Grace. 
 
 CM. 
 
 1 'Tis not by works of righteousness 
 
 Which our own handti have done ; 
 But we are saved by sovereign grace 
 Abounding through His Son. 
 
 2 'Tis from the mercy of our God 
 
 Tliat all our hopes begin ; 
 'Tis by the water and the blood 
 Our souls are wash'd from sin. 
 
 3 'Tis through the purchase of His death 
 
 Who hung upon the tree, 
 The Spirit is sent down to breathe 
 ' On such dry bones as we. 
 
 4 liaised from the dead, we live anew ; 
 
 And, justified by grace, 
 We shall appear in glory too, ^ 
 
 And see our Father's face. 
 
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 l6aac WatUy 1700. 
 
DIVINE GRAOE. 
 
 AQ Salvation. CM. 
 
 1 Salvation ! oh, the joyful sound ! 
 
 'Tis pleasure to our eare. ; 
 A sovereign l)alm for every wound, 
 A cordial for our fears. 
 
 2 Buried in sorrow and ^n sin. 
 
 At hell's dark door we lay ; 
 But we arise, by grace divine. 
 To see a heavenly day. 
 
 3 Salvation ! let the echo fly 
 
 The spacious earth around, 
 While all the armies of the sky 
 Conspire to raise the sound. 
 
 Tsaac Watts, 1709. 
 
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 The Messenger of Grace. 
 
 S.M. 
 
 1 Raise your triumphant songs 
 To an immortal tunc ; 
 
 Let the wide earth resound the deeds 
 Celestial grace has done. 
 
 2 Sing how eternal lovo 
 Its chief Beloved chose, 
 
 And bid Him raise our wretched race . 
 From th(^ir abyss of woes. 
 
 3 Lord, we obey Thy call ; . 
 We lay an humble claim 
 
 To the salvation Thou hast brought, 
 And love and praise Thy name. 
 
 Uaar. Waffs, 1709. 
 
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 DIVINE GRACE. 
 
 ^g Grace enjoyed. CM. 
 
 1 Arise, my soul, my joyful powers, 
 
 And triumph in my God ; 
 Awake, my voice, and loud proclaim 
 His glorious grace abroad. 
 
 2 He raised me from the deeps of sin, 
 
 The gates of gaping hell, 
 And fix'd my standing more secure 
 Than 'twas before I fell. 
 
 3 The arms of everlasting love 
 
 Beneath my soul He placed ; 
 And on the Rock of Ages set 
 ,, My slippery footsteps fast. . 
 
 4 The city of my blessed abode 
 
 Is walFd around with grace ; ' 
 Salvation for a bulwark stands * 
 
 To shield the sacred place. ' 
 
 5 Satan may vent his sharpest spite, 
 
 And all his legions roar ■ * 
 
 Almighty mercy guards my life, 
 
 And bounds his raging power. . (* ^ 
 
 6 Arise, my soul, awake, my voice, 
 
 And tunes of pleasure sing ; , i 
 Loud hallelujahs shall address ,< j / 
 My Saviour and my King. _^^^.:^'^:-^'[^/-'^-:^ 
 
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DIVINE GRACE. 
 
 
 49 Grace acknowledged. 7s., 6 lines. 
 
 1 When I stand before the throne, 
 Dress'd in beauty not my own. 
 When I see Thee as Thou art, 
 Love Thee with unsinning heart, 
 Then, Lord, shall I fully know — 
 Not till then — how much I owe. 
 
 2 Chosen not for good in me, 
 Waken'd up from wrath to flee, 
 Hidden in the Saviour's side, 
 By the Spirit sanctified. 
 
 Teach me. Lord, on earth to show. 
 By my love, how much I owe. 
 
 Oft I walk beneath the cloud, 
 Dark as midnight's gloomy shroud ; 
 But, when fear is at the height, 
 Jesus comes, and all is light ; 
 Blessed Jesus ! bid me show 
 Doubting saints how much I owe. 
 
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 Robert Murray McCheyne^ 1837. 
 
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 Grace causing Love. 
 
 CM. 
 
 1 We love Thee, Lord, because when we 
 Had err'd and gone astray, 
 Thou didst recall our wandering souls 
 Into the heavenward way. 
 
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 DIVINE GRACE. 
 
 2 When helpless, hopeless, we were lost 
 
 In sin and sorrow's night, 
 Thou didst send forth a guiding ray 
 Of Thy benignant light. 
 
 3 Because when we forsook Thy */vays, 
 
 Nor kept Thy holy will, 
 Thou wert not the avenging Judge, 
 But gracious Father still : 
 
 4 Because we have forgot Thee, Lord, 
 
 But Thou hast not forgot ; 
 Because we have forsaken Thee, 
 But Thou forsakest not ; 
 
 5 Because, Lord, Thou lovedst us 
 
 With everlasting love ; 
 Because Thou sent'st Thy Son to die, 
 That we might live above. 
 
 6 Because, when we were heirs of wrath, ; 
 
 Thou gavest us hope of heaven ; ' 
 
 We love because we much have sinn'd. 
 And much have been forgiven. 
 
 Julia Anne Elliott, 1835. 
 
THE LORD JESUS CHRIST. 
 
 Praise to the Redeemer. 
 
 51 
 
 1 Mighty God ! while angels bless Thcc, 
 
 May an infant lisp Thy name ? 
 Lord of men, as well as angels, 
 
 Thou art every creature's theme. 
 Hallelujah, 
 Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Amen. 
 
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 2 Did archangels sing Thy coming ? 
 
 Did the shepherds learn their lays ? 
 Shame would cover me ungrateful. 
 Should my tongue refuse to praise, 
 Hallelujah, &c. 
 
 3 From the highest throne in glory. 
 
 To the cross of deepest woe ; 
 All to ransom guilty captives : 
 Flow, my praise, for ever flow. 
 Hallelujah, &c. 
 
 8.7.4. 
 
 4 Go, return, immortal Saviour 1 
 
 Leave Thy footstool, take Thy throne ; 
 Thence return, and reign for ever, 
 Be the kingdom all Thy own. 
 Hallelujah, &c. 
 
 7 v^ Rohert Hohinson, 1774. 
 

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 PRAISE TO JESUS. 
 
 (5 Q Advent Morning^ 7s. 
 
 1 Bright and joyful is tiio «xorn. 
 For to us a Child is born ; 
 From the highest realms of heaven 
 Unto us a Son is given. 
 
 2 On His shoulders He shall bear 
 Power and majesty — and wear 
 On His vesture, and His thigh, 
 Names most awful, names most high. 
 
 3 Wonderful in counsel He ; 
 The Incarnate Deity, 
 
 Sire of Ages ne'er to cease ; 
 
 King of kings, and Prince of peace. 
 
 4 Come and worship at His feet, 
 Yield to Christ the homage meet ; 
 From His manger to His throne, 
 Homage due to God alone. 
 
 ^ . James Montgomery J \^\^. 
 
 The Advent. 
 
 63 
 
 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. *- 
 
 CM. 
 
PRAISE TO JESUS. 
 
 3 Ho comes, from thickest films r»f vice, 
 To clear f^^ M^outal ray ; 
 
 _„, Alia on the eye-balls of the blind 
 ' To pour celestial day. 
 
 4 He comes, the broken heart to bind, 
 The bleeding soul to cure ; 
 
 And, with the treasures of His grace, 
 To enrich the humble poor. 
 
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 5 Our glad hosannas. Prince of Peace, 
 Thy welcome shall proclaim ; 
 
 And heaven's eternal arches ring 
 With Thy beloved name. 
 
 Philip Doddridge y 1755. 
 
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 Joy at His Coming. 
 
 CM. 
 
 1 Joy to the world ; the Lord is come ! 
 
 Let earth receive her King: 
 Let every heart prepare Him room, 
 ^f And heaven and nature sing. 
 
 2 Joy to the earth ; the Sfuviour reigns ! 
 
 Let men their songs (inploy : 
 While fields and floods, rocks, hills and plains, 
 Ecpcat 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. 
 
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 PRAISE TO JESUS. 
 
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 4 He rules the vvo^id with truth and grace, 
 And makes the nations prove 
 The glories of His righteousness, 
 And wonders of His love. 
 
 Isaac Watts, 1719. 
 
 gg His Divine Example, L,M. 
 
 1 My dear Redeemer and my Lord, 
 I read my duty in Thy Word ; 
 But in Thy life the law appears 
 Drawn out in living characters. 
 
 2 Such was Thy truth, and such Thy zeal, 
 Such deference to Thy Father's will, 
 Such love, and meekness so divine. 
 
 I would transcribe and make them mine. 
 
 3 Cold mountains and the midnight air 
 Witness'd the fervour of Thy prayer ; " 
 The desert Thy temptation knew, 
 
 Thy conflict and Thy victory too. 
 
 4 Be Thou my Pattern ; make me bear 
 More of Thy gracious image here ; 
 Then God the Judge shall own my name 
 Amongst the followers of the Lamb. . 
 
 Isaac Watts, 1709. 
 
 5g ^ ^ The Mind of Christ. 7s. 
 
 1 Father of eternal grace, : 
 
 - May we all resemble Thee ; :;- :. 
 
 Meekly beaming in our face, " 
 > ; J May the world Thine image see. 
 
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 PRAISE TO JESUS. 
 
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 2 Happy only in Thy love, 
 Poor, unfriended, or unknown ; 
 Fix our thoughts on things above, 
 Stay our hearts on Thee alone. 
 
 3 Humble, holy, all resign'd 
 
 To Thy will, — Thy will be done ! 
 Give us. Lord, the perfect mind 
 Of Thy well-beloved Son ! 
 
 4 Counting gain and glory loss, 
 May we tread the path He trod : 
 Bear with Him on earth our cross, 
 Rise with Him to Thee oiu* God. 
 
 Jarnes Montgomery y 1819. 
 
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 Ills Love to Soiih» 
 
 S.M. 
 
 1 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. 
 Angels with wonder see I 
 
 Be thou astonish'd, O my soul. 
 He shed those tears for thee. 
 
 3 He wept that we might weep ; 
 : Each sin demands a tear ; i , 
 In heaven alone no sin is found,. 
 
 And there's no weeping there. " 
 
 > ;^ ^^^^ Be njmnin Beddoiiie, ISIS. 
 
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PRAISE TO JESUS. 
 
 gg A place called Oethseinane. 7s., 6 lines. 
 
 1 Go to dark Gethsemane, 
 
 Ye that feel the tempter's power ; 
 Your Redeemer's conflict see ; 
 
 Watch with Him one bitter hour ; 
 Turn not from His griefs away ; 
 Learn of Jesus Christ to pray. 
 
 2 Follow to the judgment-hall, 
 
 View the Lord of life arraign'd , 
 Oh, the wormwood and the gall ! 
 
 Oh, the pangs His soul sustain'd! 
 Shun not suifering, shame, or loss ; 
 Learn of Plim to bear the cross. 
 
 3 Calvary's mournful mountain climb ; 
 There, adoring at His feet, 
 Mark that miracle of time, 
 God's own sacrifice complete. 
 '* It is finish'd I" hear Him cry ; 
 Learn of Jesus Christ to die. » 
 
 :-tl^s(,:'-. 
 
 Early hasten to the tomb. 
 
 Where they laid His breathless clay ; 
 All is solitude and gloom : 
 
 Who hath taken Him away ? 
 Christ is risen • — He meets our eyes * 
 Saviour, teach us so to rise. 
 
 • VI , . • ':*'';; V Jfffyies Montgomery, 1825. 
 
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TRAISE TO .TE8US. 
 
 go Gethsemane. 
 
 1 Como, all yo choson saints of God, 
 Who long to foel tho cleansing blood, 
 In pcnsiyo pleasure join with mo 
 To sing of sad Gethromano. 
 
 L.M. 
 
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 2 Gothsomarie, the oflve-press I 
 (And why so caird let Christians guess) 
 Fit name, fit place, where vengeance strove, 
 And griped and grappled hard with love. 
 
 3 And why, dear Saviour, tell me why 
 Thou didst a bleeding sufferer lie ? 
 What mighty motive could Thee move ? 
 The motive's plain — 'twas all for love I 
 
 4 For love of whom ? of sinners base ; 
 A harden'd herd, a rebel race ; 
 
 That mock'd and trampled on Thy blood. 
 And wanton'd in the wounds of God. 
 
 5 Oh love of unexampled kind I 
 
 That leaves all thought so Tar behind ; 
 
 Where length, and breadth, and depth, and 
 
 Are lost to my astonish'd sight. [height, 
 
 ^ -;/:-. :-. Joseph Uart, 17 59, a. 
 
 60 
 
 " They crucified IlimJ^ 
 
 L.M. 
 
 1 Oh come and mourn with me awhile ; 
 Oh come ye to the Saviour's side ; 
 Oh come, together let us mourn ; 
 Jesus, our Lord, is crucified. 
 
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 rRATSE TO JESUS. 
 
 2 Have wc no tears to shed for ITim, 
 While soldiers scoff and Jews deride? 
 Oh I look how patiently He liangs ; 
 Jesus, our Lord, is crucified. 
 
 3 How fast His hands ffhd feet are naiPd ; 
 His throat with parching thirst is dried ; . 
 His failing eyes are dimm'd witn blood ; 
 Jesus, our Lord, is crucified. 
 
 4 Come, let us stand beneath the cross ; 
 So may the blood from out His side 
 Fall gently on us drop by drop ; 
 Jesus, our Lord, is crucified. 
 
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 5 A broken heart, a fount of tears 
 
 Ask, and they will not be denied ; ; /^ 
 
 Lord Jesus, may we love and weep. 
 Since Thou for us art crucified. 
 
 Frederick William Faber^ 1852, a. 
 
 61 
 
 Weeping at the Cross, 
 
 CM. 
 
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 1 Alas ! and did my Saviour bleed? 
 
 And did my Sovereign die ? 
 Wonld He devote that sacred head 
 Foi such a worm as I ? 
 
 2 Was it for crimes that I had done 
 
 He groan'd upon the tree ? 
 Amazing pity ! grace unknown ! 
 And love beyond degree. 
 
PRAISE TO JKSUS. 
 
 3 Well might the sun in darkness hide, 
 
 And slnit his glories in, 
 When God, the mighty Maker, died 
 For man, the creature's sin. 
 
 4 Thus might 1 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 tliat I can do. 
 
 ' ^* , ' ' Isaac Watts, 1709. 
 
 62 
 
 A View of Christ crucified. 
 
 8.7 
 
 1 Sweet the moments, rich in blessing, 
 
 Which before the cross I spend, 
 Life, ^,nd health, and peace possessing, 
 From the sinner's dying friend. 
 
 2 Here I'll sit for ever viewing 
 
 Mercy's streams, in streams of blood ; 
 Precious drops ! my soul bedewing, 
 Plead and claim my peace with God. 
 
 3 Love and grief my heart dividing, 
 
 With my tears His feet I'll bathe, * 
 Constant still in faith abiding. 
 Life deriving from His death. . 
 
PRAISE TO JESUS. 
 
 4 May I still enjoy this fooling, *^^4 * 
 
 In all nc3C(l to Josiis go ; - -* , " 
 
 Prove His wounds each day moro healing, 
 And Himself more fully know. 
 
 Jaines Allen^ 1757. 
 
 63 ^''^^^ifi^^^f^ ^^ ^^^^ World b(/ thn Crosa. L.M. 
 
 1 When I survey the wondrous cross 
 On which the Prince of Glory died, 
 My richest gains I count l)ut loss, 
 And pour contonipt on all my pride. 
 
 2 Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast, 
 Save in the death of Christ, my God ! 
 All the vain things hat charm me most, 
 I sacrihce them to His blood. 
 
 3 See from His head, His hands, His feet, 
 Sorrow and love flow mingled down ! 
 Did e'er such love and sorrow meet, 
 
 Or thorns compose so rich a crown ! 
 
 4 His dying crimson, like a robe, -. 
 Spreads o'er His body on the tree, v 
 Then am I dead to all the globe, 
 And all the globe is dead to me. 
 
 5 Were the whole realm of nature mine, 
 Tliat were a present far too small ; 
 Love so amazing, so divine, 
 Demands my soul, my life, my all I 
 
 * ;r Isaac Watts, 170Q. 
 
PRAISE TO JESUS. 
 
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 • QA; The Cleansing Foimtain. , CM. 
 
 1 There is a foimtain fill'd with blood, 
 :> ^ -^ Drawn from Immanuel's vein? ; 
 
 And sinners, plunged beneath that flood, 
 .# '"# Lose all their guilty stains. 
 
 2 The dying thief rejoiced to sec 
 That fountain in his day : 
 
 Oil may I there, though vile as he, . 
 Wash all my sins away ! 
 
 3 Dear dying Lamb, Thy precious blood 
 Shall never lose its power. 
 
 Till all the ransom'd church of God / 
 
 Be saved to sin no more. 
 
 4 E'er since by taith I saw the stream 
 Thy flowing wounds supply. 
 
 Redeeming love has been my theme, 
 And shall be till I die, 
 
 5 Then in a nobler, sweeter song, • ^ 
 I'll sing Thy power to save. 
 
 When this poor lisping, stammering tongue 
 Lies silent in the grave. 
 
 ':" WUb'anh Coioper, 1779. 
 
 65 
 
 For me. 
 
 L.M. 
 
 1 Jesus, whom angel hosts adore, ■< " ^^^ 
 Became a man of griefs far me ; 
 In love, though rich, becoming poor. 
 That I, through Him, enrich'd might be. 
 
PRAISE TO JESUS. 
 
 2 Though Lord of all, above, below, 
 He went to Olivet tor me : 
 He dvank my cup of wrath and woe, 
 And bled in dark Gethsemane. 
 
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 3 The ever-blessed Son of God 
 Went up to Calvary for me. 
 
 There paid my debt, there bore my load 
 In His own body on the tree. 
 
 4 Jesus, whose dwelling is the skies. 
 Went down into the grave for me ; 
 There overcame my enemies, ^ ^ - 
 There won the glorious victory. 
 
 5 'Tis finish 'd all ; the veil is rent, ' ^i; 
 The welcome sure, the access free ; ^ft"^ 
 Now then, we leave our banishment, 
 
 Father, to return to Thee ! 
 
 - Horatius Bon<ir,lS6(j. 
 
 The Lord is me?i. * :^4v 7s. 
 
 66 
 
 1 '' Christ, the Lord, is risen to-day," 
 Sons of men and angels say ! 
 Raise your joys and triumphs high 
 Sing, ye heavens ; and earth reply. 
 
 2 Love's redeeming work is done ; 
 Fought the fight, the battle won : 
 Lo I the sun's eclipse is o'er ; 
 Lo I he sets in blood no more I 
 
PRAISE TO JESUS. 
 
 3 Vain the stone, the watch, the seal, 
 Christ has burst the gates of hell ; 
 Death in vain forbids His rise, 
 Christ hath open'd Paradise. 
 
 4 Lives again our glorious King! 
 
 " Where, O Death, is now thy sting ?" 
 
 Onee He died our souls to save ; 
 << Wliere's thy victory, boasting grave ?" 
 
 Charles Wesley, 1739. 
 
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 '^iii 
 
 c IS risen. 
 
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 7s. 
 
 1 Angels, roll the rock away ; 
 Death, resign thy mighty prey : 
 See the Saviour quit the tomb, 
 Glowing with immortal bloom. 
 
 - Hallelujah. 
 
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 2 Shout, ye seraphs ! Gabriel raise 
 Fame's eternal trump of praise : 
 Let the earth's remotest bound 
 Hear the joy-inspiring sound. 
 
 Hallelujah. 
 
 3 Saints on earth, lift up your eyes. 
 Now to glory see Him rise ; 
 Troops of angels on the road 
 Hail and sing the incarnate God. 
 
 Hallelujah. 
 

 PRAISE TO JESUS. 
 
 4 Heaven unfolds its portals wide, 
 Gracious hero, through them rido ; 
 King of glory, mount Thy throne, 
 Boundless empire is Thine own. 
 
 Hallelujah. 
 
 ^Thomas Scott, 17C9. 
 
 68 
 
 Praise the risen Lord. 
 
 148th. 
 
 1 Yes, the Kcdeemer rose ; 
 The Saviour left the dead, 
 And o'er our hellish foes 
 
 High raised His conquering head ; 
 In wild dismay 
 The guards around 
 Fell to the ground, 
 And sunk away. 
 
 2 Lo ! the angelic bands 
 In full assembly meet 
 To wait His high commands. 
 And worship at His feet : 
 
 Joyful they come, 
 And wing their way 
 From realms of day 
 To Jesus' tomb. 
 
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 3 Then back to heaven they fly, 
 And the glad tidings bear : 
 Hark ! as they soar on high, 
 What music fills the air ! 
 
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 PRAISE TO JESUS. 
 
 Their anthems saj^, 
 " Jesns, who bled, 
 Hath left the dead ! 
 He rose to-day." 
 
 4 Ye mortals J catch the sound, 
 Redeem'd by Hipi from hell, 
 And send the echo round 
 The globe on which you dwell ; 
 Transported cry 
 " Jesus, who bled, 
 Hath left the dead. 
 No more to die." 
 
 Philij) Doddridge^ 1755. 
 
 Q Q Sing, Heavens. 
 
 1 Sing, heavens I earth, rejoice ! 
 Angel harp, and human voice, 
 Round Him, as He rises, raise 
 Your ascending Saviour's praise. 
 
 . > -...-.- . Alleluia! 
 
 2 Bruised is the serpent's head, 
 Hell is vanquish'd, death is dead. 
 And to Christ, gone up on high, 
 Captive is captivity. 
 
 Alleluia! 
 
 3 All His work and warfare done, 
 , He into His heaven is gone, 
 
 * And beside His Father's throne, 
 Now is pleading for His own : 
 
 ^ -T^ .^1 Alleluia! 
 
 78. 
 
PRAISE TO JESUS. 
 
 5 
 
 Asking gifts for sinful men. 
 That He may come down again, 
 And, the fallen to restore. 
 In them dwell for evermore. 
 
 Alleluia ! 
 
 Sing, heavens I earth rejoice ! 
 Angel harp, and human voice, 
 Round Him, in His^ glory, raise 
 Your ascended Saviour's praise. 
 
 Alleluia ! 
 John S. B. Momellf 18C3. 
 
 Gone into Heaven. 
 
 S.M. 
 
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 70 
 
 1 Thou art gone up on high, 
 To mansions in the skies ; 
 
 And round Thy throne unceasingly 
 The songs of praise arise. 
 
 2 But we are lingering here 
 With sin and care oppress'd ; 
 
 Lord, send Thy promised Comforter, 
 And lead us to Thv rest. 
 
 3 Thou art gone up on high ; 
 But Thou shalt come again. 
 
 With all the bright ones of the sky 
 Attendant in Thy train. 
 
 4 Oh ! by Thy saving power, v^^ 
 So make us live and die, 
 
 That we may stand, in that dread hour, 
 At Thy right hand on high ! 
 
 E^rvina, TokCf 1851. 
 
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 PRATSE TO JESUS. 
 
 •72^ '' Lift up your IleadsJ' L.M. 
 
 1 Lift lip your heads, ye gates I and wide 
 Your everlasting doors display ; 
 
 Ye angel -guards, like flames divide, 
 And give the King of glory way. 
 
 2 Who is the King of glory ? — He 
 The Lord, omnipotent to save ; 
 Whose own right arm, in victory, 
 
 Led captive Death, and ppoil'd the grave. 
 
 3 Lift up your heads, ye gates ! and high 
 Your everlasting portals heave ; 
 Welcome the King of glory nigh ; 
 
 Him must the heaven of heavens receive. 
 
 4 Who is the King of glory — who ? 
 The Lord of hosts ; behold His name : 
 The kingdom, power, and honour due, 
 Yield Him, ye saints, with glad acclaim I 
 
 James Montgomery , 1822. 
 
 72 
 
 Touched with a feeling of our 
 infirmities. 
 
 L.M. 
 
 1 Where high the heavenly temple stands, 
 The house of God not made with hands, 
 A great High Priest our nature wears, 
 The Patron of mankind appears. 
 
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PRAISE TO JESUS. 
 
 2 He, who for men their Surety stood, 
 And poiir'd on earth His precious blood, 
 Pursues in heaven His mighty plan, 
 The Saviour and the Friend of man. 
 
 3 Though now ascended up on high, 
 He bends on earth a brother's eye j 
 Partaker of the human name, 
 
 He knows the frailty of our frame. 
 
 4 Our fellow sufferer yet retains 
 A fellow feeling of our pains, 
 And still remembers in the skies. 
 His tears, and agonies, and cries. 
 
 5 In every pang that rends the heart, 
 The Man of Sorrows had a part ; 
 He sympathizes in our grief. 
 
 And to the sufferer sends relief. 
 
 6 With boldness therefore at the throne. 
 Let us make all our sorrows known. 
 And ask the aid of heavenly power 
 To help us in the evil hour. 
 
 Michael Brace, 1770, a. 
 
 •2^3 *' -^^ shall reign for ever and ever. ^"^ 8.7.4. 
 
 1 Look, ye saints, the sight is glorious, 
 See the '^ Man of Sorrows " now ; 
 From the light returned victorious, 
 Rvery knee to Him shall bow : ^*:y 
 
 Crown Him, crown Him ; 
 Crowns become tlie Victor's brow. , ^ 
 
 
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 PRAISE TO JESUS. 
 
 2 Crown tlio Saviour, angels, crown Him ; 
 
 Rich the trophies Jesus brings : 
 In the seat of power enthrone Him, 
 While the vault of heaven rings : 
 
 Crown Him, crown Him : 
 Crown the Saviour, <' King of kings." 
 
 3 Sinners in derision crown'd Him, 
 
 Mocking thus the Saviour's claim ; 
 Saints and angels crowd around Him, 
 Own His title, praise His name; 
 
 Crown Him, crown Him ; 
 Spread abroad the Victor's tame. 
 
 4 Hark ! those bursts of acclamation ! 
 
 Hark ! those loud triumphant chords 1 
 Jesus takes the highest station : 
 Oh what joy the sight affords ! 
 Crown Him, crov*^n Him, 
 " King of kings, and Lord of lords." 
 
 Thmnaa Kelly, 1809. 
 
 74 
 
 The Kingdom of Christ. 
 
 148th. 
 
 1 Rejoice, the Lord is King, 
 Your Lord and King adore ; 
 Mortals, give thanks and sing, 
 
 And triumph evermore : 
 Lift up the heart, lift up the voice, 
 Rejoice aloud, ye saints, rejoice. 
 

 PRAISE TO JESUS. 
 
 2 Jcsiis the Saviour reigns, 
 
 The God of truth and love : 
 When He had purged our stains, 
 He took His seat above : 
 
 Lift up, &c. 
 
 3 His kingdom cannot fail, 
 
 He rules o'er earth and heaven ; 
 The keys of death and hell 
 Are to our Jesus given : 
 
 Lift up, &c. 
 
 4 He all His foes shall quell, 
 
 Shall all our sins destroy. 
 And every bosom swell 
 With pure seraphic joy : 
 
 Lift up, &c. 
 
 5 Rejoice in glorious hope, 
 
 Jesus, the Judge, shall come. 
 And take His servants up 
 
 To their etev!?:*! home : 
 We soon shall hear the archangel's voice. 
 The trump of God shall sound. Rejoice. 
 
 Charles Wesley ^ 1746, a. 
 
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 75 
 
 Our Victorious Lord. 
 
 7s. 
 
 1 Crowns of glory ever bright, 
 
 Rest upon the Conqueror's head ; 
 Crowns of glory are His right, 
 Jiis, " Who liveth and wag dead." 
 
PRAISE TO JESUS. 
 
 2 lie subdued tlie powers of hell, 
 
 Tn the fight He stood alone ; 
 All llis foes before Him fell, 
 By His single arm o'erthrown. 
 
 3 His the battle, His the toil ; 
 
 His the honours of the day 
 His the glory and the spoil ; 
 Jesus bears them all away. 
 
 4 Now proclaim His deeds afar. 
 
 Fill the world with His renown : 
 His alone the Victor's car ; 
 His the everlasting croAvn ! 
 
 Thomas Kelly, 180C. 
 
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 lie Cometh. 
 
 8.7, 
 
 76 
 
 1 Hark ! the cry, <* Behold, He cometh," 
 
 Hark ! tlie cry, " The i3ridegroom's near," 
 These are accents falling sweetly 
 On the ransom'd sinner's ear. 
 
 2 Man may disbelieve the tidings, 
 
 Or in ang(?r turn away ; 
 'Tis foretold there shall be scoffers 
 Kising in the latter day : 
 
 3 But He'll come, tlie Lord from heaven, 
 
 Not to isuli'or, 01- to die ; 
 L But to take His waiting people 
 To their glorious rest on high. 
 
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 PRAISE TO JESUS. 
 
 4 Happy they who stand expecting 
 Christ, the Savioin*, to appear : 
 8ad for those who do not love Him, 
 Those who do not wish Him here. 
 
 5 
 
 But in mercy still He lingers, 
 
 Lengthening out the day of grace ; 
 
 Till He comes, inviting sinners 
 To His welcome, fond embrace. 
 
 Albert Midlane, 1SG4. 
 
 77 
 
 " Thi/ Kingdom come.^^ 
 
 1 Isles of the deep, rejoice ! rejoice ! 
 
 Ye ransom'd nations, sing 
 The praises of your Lord and God, 
 The triumphs of your King. 
 
 2 Ho comes, and at His mighty word, 
 
 The clouds are fleeting past. 
 And o'er the land of promise see. 
 The glory breaks at last. 
 
 3 There He, upon His ancient throne 
 
 His power and grace displays. 
 While Salem with its echoing hills, 
 Sends forth the voice of praise. 
 
 4 Oh, let His praises fill the earth 
 
 While all the blest above. 
 In strains of loftier triumph still, 
 Speak only of His love. 
 
 CM. 
 
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PRAISE TO JESUS. 
 
 5 Sing, ye rcdccm'd 1 Before the throne, 
 Ye white-robed myriads fall : 
 Sing— for the Lord of glory reigns, 
 The Christ — the heir of all. 
 
 Edward Denny, 1848. 
 
 78 
 
 Welcome^ Son of God. 
 
 8.7.7. 
 
 1 Welcome sight, the Lord descending, 
 Jesus in the clouds appears ; 
 Lo ! the Saviour comes intending 
 
 Now to dry His people's tears. 
 Lo ! the Saviour comes to reign, 
 Welcome to His waiting train. 
 
 , 2 Long they mourn'd their absent Master ; 
 
 Long they felt like men forlorn ; 
 Bid the seasons fly still faster. 
 
 While they sigh'd for His return : 
 Lo I the period comes at last : 
 All their sorrows now are past. 
 
 3 Now from home no longer banish'd. 
 
 They are going to their rest ; 
 Tho' the heaven and earth are vanish'd. 
 
 With their Lord they shall be blest ; 
 Blest with Him His saints shall be. 
 Blest through all eternity. 
 
 4 Happy people ! grace unbounded, 
 .: : i: Qrace alone exalts you thus ; 
 
 Be ashamed, and be confounded, 
 
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PRAISE TO JESUS. 
 
 Sing for over — '< Not to us, 
 Not to us be glory given, 
 Glory to the God of heaven 1" 
 
 Thomas Kclhj, 1809. 
 
 79 
 
 The latter-day glory. 
 
 CM. 
 
 1 Behold ! the mountain of the Lord 
 
 In latter days shall rise 
 On mountain-tops, above the hills. 
 And draw the wondering eyes. 
 
 2 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. 
 
 3 No strife shall vex Messiah's reign. 
 
 Or mar those peaceful years ; 
 To ploughshares men shall beat their swords, 
 To pruning-hooks their spears. 
 
 4 No longer hosts encountering hosts, 
 
 Their millions slain deplore ; 
 They hang the trumpet in the hall, 
 And study war no more. 
 
 5 Come then! oh come from every land, 
 
 To worship at His shrine. 
 And, walking in the light of God, 
 With holy beauties shine. 
 
 Michael Bruce, 17G8. 
 
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 PRAISE TO JESUS. 
 
 8 Universal Reign of Christ. 
 
 1 Hark ! the song of Jubilee, 
 Loud as mighty thunders roar, 
 Or the fulness of the sea, 
 When it breaks upon the shore ; 
 Hallelujah ! for the Lord 
 God omnipotent shall reign ; 
 Hallelujah ! let the word 
 Echo round the earth and main. 
 
 7s. 
 
 2 Hallelujali ! — hark ! the sound, 
 From tlie centre to the skies, 
 Wakes above, beneath, around, 
 A'^ creation's harmonies : 
 See Jehovah's banno^ furPd, 
 Bheathed His sword : He speaks— 
 And the kingdoms of this world 
 Are the kingdoms of His Son. 
 
 -'tis done, 
 
 3 He xhall reigi from pole to polo, 
 With illimitable sv/ay ; 
 . He shall reign when like a scroll, 
 Yonder heavens have paF.K'd away : 
 Then the end ; — beneath His rod, 
 Man's last enemy shall fall ; 
 Hallelujah ! Christ in God, 
 God in Christ is all in all. 
 
 Jahies Montgomery, 1819, a. 
 
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 81 
 
 niAISE TO JESUS. 
 
 T?ie Jews restored. 
 
 CM. 
 
 1 Wakx' harp of Zion, wake again, 
 
 U|: a thine ancient hill, 
 On Jordan's long d(iserted plain, 
 By Kedron's lowly rill. 
 
 2 The hymn shall yet in Zion swell 
 
 That sounds Messiah's praise, 
 And Thy loved name, Immahuel ! 
 As once in ancient days. 
 
 3 For Israel yet shall own her King, 
 
 For her salvation waits, 
 And hill and dale shall sweetly sing 
 With praise in all her gates. 
 
 1 Hasten, Lord, these promised days, 
 When Israel shall rejoice ; 
 And Jew and Gentile joia in praise, 
 With one united voice. 
 
 James FdmsUon, 1840. 
 
 1 Lo ! lie comes with clouds descending, 
 
 QQ Judgment 
 
 Once for favoured sinners slain ^ 
 
 Thousand thousand saints attending, 
 
 Swell the triumph of His train : 
 
 Hallelujah ! 
 God appears on earth to reign. 
 
 8.7.4. 
 
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 TRAISE TO JESUS. 
 
 2 Every eye shall now behold Tlim, 
 
 Robed in dreadful majesty ; 
 Those who set at nought and sold Ilini, 
 Pierced and nail'd Him to the tree, 
 
 Deeply wailini,^, 
 Shall the true Messiah see. 
 
 3 Now redemption, long expected, 
 
 See in solemn pomp appear 1 
 All His saints, by man rejected. 
 Now shall meet Him in the air. 
 
 Hallelujah I 
 Sec the day of God appear. 
 
 4 Yea, amen, let all adore Thee, 
 
 High on Thine eternal throne ! 
 Saviour, take the power and glory ; 
 Claim the kingdom for Thine own : 
 
 Oh come quickly ! 
 Everlasting God, come down. 
 
 Variation by Martin Madan, 17G0; 
 From John CcnnicJc, 1752 ; 
 Charles Wesley^ 175S. 
 
 
 83 
 
 The Lord shall come. 
 
 L.M. 
 
 1 The Lord shall come ! the earth shall quake. 
 The mountains to their centre shake ; 
 And, withering from the vault of night, 
 The stars shall pale their feeble light. 
 
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PRAISE TO JESUS. 
 
 2 The Lord shall come ! but not the same 
 As onoe in lowliness He came ; 
 A silent lamb before His foes, 
 A weary man, and full of woes. 
 
 3 The Lord shall come 1 a dreadful form, 
 With rainbow wreath and robes of storm 
 On cherub wings, and wings of wind, 
 Appointed Judge of all mankind. 
 
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 4 Can this be He, who wont to stray 
 A pilgrim on the world's highway, 
 Oppress'd by power, and mock'd by pride, 
 The Nazarene, — the Crucified ? 
 
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 5 While sinners in despair shall call, 
 '' Rocks, hide us ; mountains, on us fall !" 
 The saints, ascending from the tomb, 
 Shall joyful sing, " The Lord is come !" 
 
 RpAjinald Ilebcr, 1811 ; 
 Thomas Cotter UL1S15. 
 
 84 
 
 A Prayer. 
 
 8.8.G. 
 
 When Tht u, my righteous Judge, shalt come 
 To fetch T y ransom'd people home, 
 
 vShall I among them stand ? 
 Shall such a worthless worm as I, 
 Who sometimes am afraid to die, 
 
 Be found at Thy right hand ? 
 
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 PRAISE TO JESUS. 
 
 2 I love to meet among them now, 
 Before Thy gracious feet to bow, 
 
 Though vilest of them all : 
 But can I bear the piercing thought — 
 What if my name shouM be left out, 
 
 When Thou for them shalt call ? 
 
 3 Prevent, prevent it by Thy grace ; 
 Be Thou, dear Lord, my hiding-place, 
 
 In this the accepted day : 
 Thy pardoning voice, oh let me hear ! 
 To still my unbelieving fear ; 
 
 Nor let me fall, I pray. 
 
 4 Let me among Thy saints be found. 
 Whene'er the archangel's trump shall sound, 
 
 To see Thy smiling face ; 
 Then loudest of the crowd I'll sing, 
 While heaven's resounding mansions ring 
 
 With shouts of sovereign grace. 
 
 Selinay Countess of Huntingdon ^ 1774. 
 
 85 Christ of God. S.M. 
 
 1 Jesus, the Lamb of God, 
 Who us from hell to raise 
 
 Hast shed Thy reconciling blood ; 
 We give Thee endless praise. 
 
 2 God, and yet man. Thou art, 
 True God, true man ai-t Thou ; 
 
 Of man, and of man's earth a part, 
 One with us Thou art now. 
 
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PRAISE TO JESUSt 
 
 \ Great sacrifice for sin, 
 Giver of life for life, 
 
 Restorer of the peace within, 
 True end^ of the strife : 
 
 4 To Thee, the Christ of God, 
 Thy saints exulting sing ; 
 
 The bearer of our heavy load, 
 Our own anointed King. 
 
 5 True lover of the lost, 
 
 From heaven Thou earnest down, 
 To pay for souls the righteous cost, 
 And claim them for Thine own. 
 
 6 Rest of the weary. Thou ! 
 To Thee, our rest, we come ; 
 In Thee to find our dwelling now, 
 Our everlasting home. 
 
 Horatius Bonar, 1861. 
 
 86 
 
 Friend, 
 
 8.7.7.7. 
 
 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 : 
 
 They who once His kindness prore, 
 
 Find it everlasting loviJ. 
 
PRAISE TO JESUS. 
 
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 2 Which of air our friends, to save us, 
 Could or would have shed their blood ; 
 But our Jesus died to have us 
 lleconoiled in Him to God : 
 
 This was boundless lovji indeed ! 
 
 Jesus is a friend in nee 
 
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 3 When He lived on earth abased, 
 Friend of sinners was His name ; 
 Now above all glory raised, 
 
 He rejoices in the same ; 
 
 Still He calls them brethren, friends, 
 And to all their v;ants attends. 
 
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 4 Oh for grace oar hearts to soften ! 
 Teach us, Lord, at length to love ! 
 We, alas ! forget too often 
 What a friend we have above : 
 
 But when home our souls are brought. 
 We shall love Thee as we ought. . 
 
 John Neivton^ 1779. 
 
 37 Friend. L.M. 
 
 1 thou, my soul, forget no more 
 The friend who all thy misery bore ; 
 Let every idol be forgot. 
 
 But, my soul, forget Him not. 
 
 2 Jesus for thee a body takes, 
 
 Thy guilt assumes, thy fetters breaks, 
 Discharging all thy dreadful debt : 
 And canst thou ere such love forget? 
 
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PRATSE TO JESUS. 
 
 3 Renounce thy works and ways with grief, 
 And fly to this most sure relief: 
 
 Nor Him forget who left His throne, 
 And for thy life gave up His own. 
 
 4 Infinite truth and mercy shine 
 
 In Him, and He Himself is thine ; 
 
 And canst thou then, with sin beset, 
 
 Such charms, such matchless charms forget? 
 
 5 Ah ! 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. 
 
 G Ah ! no : when all things else expire, 
 And perish in the general lire, 
 This name all others shall survive, 
 xVnd through eternity shall live. ,, 
 
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 38 Friend. CM. 
 
 1 A friend there is, — your voices join, 
 
 Ye saints, to praise His name ! 
 Whose truth and kindness are divine, 
 Whose love's a constant flame. 
 
 2 When most we need His helping hand, 
 
 This friend is always near ; 
 With heaven and earth at His command, 
 He waits to answer prayer. 
 
 
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 3 His love no end or measure knows, 
 
 No change can turn its course ; 
 Immutably the same it flows 
 From one eternal source. 
 
 4 When frowns appear to veil His face, 
 
 And clouds surround His throne, 
 He hides the purpose of His grace, 
 To make it better known. 
 
 5 And, if our dearest comforts fall 
 
 Before His sovereign will; 
 
 He never takes away our all, 
 
 Himself He gives us still ! 
 
 G Our sorrows in the scale He weighs, 
 And measures out our pains ; 
 The wildest storm His word obeys, 
 His word its rage restrains. 
 
 Soscph Swapi, 1792. 
 
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 Jesus. 
 
 CM. 
 
 1 Jesus, I love Thy charming name, 
 
 'Tis music to mine ear ; 
 Fain would I sound it out so loud 
 That earth and heavcK should hear. 
 
 2 Yes, Tliou art precious to my soul. 
 
 My transport and my trust : ,' : 
 
 Jewels to Thee are gaudy toys, 
 And gold is sordid dust. 
 
 
PRAISE TO JESUS. 
 
 3 All my capacious powers can wish 
 
 In Thee doth richly meet ; 
 Nor to mine eyes is light so dear, 
 Nor friendship half so sweet. 
 
 4 Thy grace still dwells npon my heart, 
 
 And sheds its fragrance there ; 
 The noblest balm of all its wounds, 
 The cordial of its care. 
 
 5 I'll speak the honours of Thy name 
 With my last labouring breath ; 
 Then speechless, clasp Thee in my arms, 
 The antidote of death. 
 
 Philip Doddridge^ 1755. 
 
 QQ Tmmaniiel. " 
 
 1 Sweeter sounds than music knows y 
 Charm me in Immanuel's name : 
 
 All her hopes my spirit owes 
 
 To His birth, and cross, and shame. 
 
 2 When He came, the angels sung 
 " Glory be to God on high ;" 
 
 Lord, unloose my stammering tongue 
 Who should louder sing than I ? 
 
 3 Did the Lord a man become 
 That He might the law fulfil, 
 Bleed and suffer in my room, 
 
 And canst thou, my tongue, be still ? 
 
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 4 No ; I must my praises brine:, 
 Though they wortlilcss are, and weak ; 
 For sliould I refuse to sine:, 
 
 Sure the very stones would speak. 
 
 5 my Saviour ! Shield, and Sun, 
 Shepherd, Brother, Husband, Friend — 
 Every precious name in One ! 
 
 I will love Thee without end. 
 
 John Newton, 177t). 
 
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 Jesus. 
 
 CM. 
 
 1 Jesus, in Tliy transporting name, 
 
 What blissful glories rise ! 
 Jesus ! the angols' sweetest theme. 
 The wonder of the skies ! 
 
 2 Didst Thou forsake Thy radiant crown. 
 
 And boundles«s realms of day. 
 Aside Tliy robes of glory thrown, 
 •To dwell with feeble clay ? 
 
 3 Victorious love ! can language tell 
 
 The wonders of Thy power, 
 Which conquer'd all the force of hell 
 In that tremendous hour ? 
 
 4 Is there a h^art tliat will not bend ,• *" 
 
 To Thy divine control ? 
 Descend. sovereign love, descend. 
 And melt that stubborn soul. 
 
 Anno Steele 1 1760. 
 
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 Melclu'zedek. 
 
 1 King of Salem, bless my soul I 
 Make a woimdcd sinner wliole ! 
 King of righteousness and peac(», 
 Let not Thy sweet visits cease ! 
 
 2 Come, refresh this soul of mine 
 WitJi Thy sacred bread and wine ! 
 All Thy love to me unfokl, 
 
 Half of which can not be told. 
 
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 3 Hail, Melchizcdek, divine ; 
 
 Great High-Priest, Thou shalt be mine; 
 All my powers before Thee fall ; 
 Take not tithe, but take them all. 
 
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 93 
 
 Melchizedck. 
 
 CM. 
 
 1 Thou dear Redeemer, dying Lamb, 
 Wo love to hear of Thee ; 
 No music's like Thy charming name, 
 Nor half so sweet can be. 
 
 2 Oh may we ever hear Thy voice, 
 In mercy to us speak ; 
 And in our Priest we will rejoice, 
 Thou great Melchizedck. 
 
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 3 Our Jesus shall be still our theme, 
 
 While in this world we stay : 
 We'll sing our Jesu's lovely name, 
 When all things else dceay. 
 
 4 When we appear in yonder cloud, 
 
 With all ifis favour'd throng, 
 Then will we sing more sweet, more loud, 
 And Christ shall be our song. 
 
 John Ce7inick, 1743, a. 
 
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 Riffhtcousncsfs. 
 
 L.M. 
 
 1 Jesus, Thy blood and righteousness 
 My beauty are, my glorious dress ; 
 Midst flaming worlds, in these array 'd, 
 With joy shall I lift up my head. 
 
 2 When from the dust of death I rise, 
 To take my mansion in the skies, 
 E'en then shall this be all my plea, 
 
 " Jesus hath lived and died for me." 
 
 3 Bold shall I stand in that great day, 
 For who aught to my charge shall lay ? 
 While through Thy blood absolved 1 am 
 From sin's tremendous curse and shame. 
 
 4 This spotless robe the same appears 
 When ruin'd nature sinks in years ; 
 No age can change its glorious hue, 
 The robe of Christ is ever new. 
 
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 T) Oh lot iho (\v,fu\ now licar Thy voice ; 
 Bid, Lord, Thy banish'd ones rejoice ; 
 Their beauty this, their glorious dress, 
 JesuH, the Lord, our RighteousiiCBS. 
 
 Count Zinzpiidorf, 1730 ; 
 tr. by John Wesley, 1740, a. 
 
 /Sinners^ Friend. 
 
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 1 Friend of sinners I Lord of glory I 
 
 Lowly, mighty ! Brother, King 1 
 Musinp^ o'er Thy wondrous story, 
 Fain would I Thy praises sing. 
 
 2 From Thy throne of light celestial, 
 
 Moved with pity. Thou didst bend 
 To behold our woes terrestrial, 
 And become the Sinners' Friend. 
 
 3 Sinners' Friend ! Oh name most blessed, 
 Unto those who mourn for sin ; 
 By the devil sore distressed, 
 Foes without and fears within ! 
 
 4 Friend to help us, cheer us, save us, 
 In whom power and pity blend ; 
 Praise we must, the grace which gave us 
 Jesus Christ, the Sinners' Friend. 
 
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 1 JesTis, my all, to lieaven is gone, 
 He whom I fix'd my hopes upon, 
 His track I see, and I'll pursue 
 The narrow way, till Him I view. 
 
 2 This ^*s the way 1 long have sought, 
 And mourn'd because I found it not ; 
 My grief and burden long have been, 
 Because I could not cease from sin. 
 
 3 The more I strove against its powc^r, 
 I. sinn'd and stumbled but the more ; 
 Till late I heard mv Saviour sav, 
 
 ^' Come hither, soul ! I am the Way !" 
 
 4 Lo ! glad I cornf* • and Thou, blest Lamb 
 Shalt take me to Thee, as I am : 
 Nothing but sin have I to givp ; 
 Nothing but love shall I receive. 
 
 5 Now will I tell to sinners round, 
 What a dear Saviour I have found ; 
 I'll point to Thy redeeming blood, 
 And say; '' Behold the way to God !■' 
 
 John Cennicky 1743, a. 
 
 
 9*7 The Waij^ the Truth, and the Life. CM, 
 
 1 Thou art the Way : to Thee alone 
 -^ From sin and death we flee, 
 
 '^ And he who would the Father seek, 
 ^^ Must seek Him, Lord, by Thee, 
 
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 2 Thou art the Truth : Thy word alone 
 
 Sound wisdom can impart ; 
 Thou only (anst inform the mind, 
 And purify the heart. 
 
 3 7'hou art tlie Life : the rending tonR) 
 
 Proclaims Thy conquering arm ; 
 And those who pvi.t tlieir trust in Thee, 
 Nor death nor hell shall harm. 
 
 4 Thou art the Wen/, the Truth, the Life : 
 
 Grant us that Way to know, 
 That Truth to keep, tliat Life to Avin, 
 Whose joys eternal flow. 
 
 Georrjc W. Doane, 1820. 
 
 Praise to the Redeemer. 
 
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 1 To Him that loved the souls of men, 
 And wash'd us in His blood, 
 To royal honouis raised our head, 
 And made us priests to God ; 
 
 ^ To Him let every tongue be praise. 
 And every heart be love I 
 All grateful honours paid on earth, 
 . And nobler songs above 1 
 
 3 Behold, on flying clouds He comes ! 
 His saints snail bless tlie day ; 
 While they that pferced Him sadly m6um 
 In anguish and dismay 
 
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 4 Thou art the First, and Thou the last ; 
 Time centres all in Thee, 
 The Almighty God, who was, and is, 
 And evermore shall be. 
 
 Isaac WattSy 1709 ; 
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 QQ Worthy the Lamb. CM. 
 
 1 Come, let us join our cheerful songs 
 
 With angeh^ round the throne ; 
 Ten thousand thousand are their tongues, 
 But all their joys are one. 
 
 2 " Worthy the Lamb that died," they cry, 
 
 ^' To be exalted thus ;" 
 " Worthy the Lamb," our lips reply, 
 '^ For He was slain for us." 
 
 3 Jesus is worthy to receive 
 
 Honour and power divine ; 
 And blessings more than we can give, 
 Be Lord, for ever Thine. 
 
 4 Let all that dwell above the sky 
 
 And air, and earth, and seas, 
 Conspire to lift Thy gfories high, 
 And speak Thine endless praise. 
 
 5 The whole creation join in one, 
 
 To bless the sacred name 
 Of Him that sits upon the throne, 
 And to adore tlie Lamb. 
 
 Isaac Watts, 1709. 
 
 
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 100 
 
 Christ^ s Humiliation and 
 Exaltation. 
 
 L.M. 
 
 1 What equal honour 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 onoe was slain, 
 
 The Prince of Peace that groan'd and died ; 
 Worthy to rise, and live, and reign 
 At His Almighty Father's side. 
 
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 3 Power and dominion are His due 
 Who stood condemned at Pilate's bar ; 
 Wisdom belongs to Jesus too, 
 Though He was charged with madness here. 
 
 4 Honour immortal must be paid, 
 Instead of scandal and of scorn : 
 While glory shines around His head, 
 And a bright crown without a thorn. 
 
 5 Blessings for ever on the Lamb, 
 Who bore the curse for wretched men : 
 Let angels sound His sacred name, 
 And every creature say, Amen. 
 
 Isaac Watt,, 1709. 
 
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 101 '' ^VoiiJnj is the LambJ' G.G.4.G.G.G.4. 
 
 1 Glory be to God on high I 
 Let earth and skies reply, 
 
 Praise ye His name : 
 His love and grace adore, 
 Who all our sorrows bore ; 
 Sing aloud evermore, 
 
 Worthy the Lamb ! 
 
 2 Jesus, our Lord and God, 
 Bore sin's tremendous load, 
 
 Praise ye His name : 
 Tell what His arm hath done, 
 What spoils from death He won ; 
 JSing His great name alone ; 
 
 Worthy the Lamb ! 
 
 3 While they around the throne 
 ('heerfuUy join in one, 
 
 Praising His name ; 
 Those who have felt His blood 
 Sealing their peace with God, 
 Sound His dear fame abroad ; 
 
 Worthy the Lamb ! 
 
 4 Join all ye ransom'd race. 
 Our holy Lord to blese ; 
 
 Praise ye His nam'e : 
 In Him we will rejoice, 
 And make a joyful noise, 
 Shouting wdth heart and voice, 
 
 Worthy the Lamb ! 
 
 James Allen, 1701, a. 
 
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 102 
 
 1 All bail the power of Jesus' name ! 
 
 Let angels prostrate fall ; 
 Bring forth the royal diadem, 
 And crown Him Lord of all. 
 
 2 Ye chosen seed of Israel's race, 
 
 A remnant weak and small, 
 Hail Him who saves you hy His grace, 
 And crown Him Lord of all. 
 
 3 Ye Gentile sinners, ne'er forget 
 
 The wormwood and the gall ; 
 Go — spread your trophies at His feet, 
 And crown Him Lord of all. 
 
 4 Let every kindred, every tribe, 
 
 On this terrestrial ball, 
 To Him all majesty ascribe. 
 And crown liim Lord of all. 
 
 5 Oh that, with yonder sacred throng, 
 
 We at His feet may fall ; 
 We'll join the everlasting song. 
 And crown Him Lord of all. 
 
 Edward Pen'onet, 1780, a. 
 
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 103 
 
 Rejoicing in Jesus. 
 
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 1 Oh for a thousand tongues to sing 
 My great Pwedeemer's praise ! 
 The glories of my God and King, 
 The triumphs of His grace. 
 
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 2 My gracious Master and my God, 
 
 Assist me to proclaim, 
 And spread through all the earth abroad 
 The honours of Thy name. 
 
 3 Jesus, the name that charms our fears, 
 
 That bids our sorrows cease j 
 'Tis music in the sinner's ears, 
 'Tis life, and health, and peace. 
 
 4 He breaks the power of cancell'd sin, 
 
 He sets the prisoners free : 
 His blood can make the foulest clean. 
 His blood avail'd for me. 
 
 Charles Wesley, 1710. 
 
 104 
 
 So?i^ of Songs. 
 
 L.M, 
 
 1 Come, let us sing the song of songs, 
 The saints in heaven began the strain, 
 The homage which to Christ belongs : 
 
 '^ Worthy the Lamb, for He was shiin !" 
 
 2 Slain to redeem us by His blood, 
 To cleanse from every sinful stain, 
 And make us kings and priests Uy God : 
 
 " Worthy the Lamb, for He was slain !" 
 
 3 To Him who suflfer'd on the tree, 
 Our souls, at His soul's price, to gain, 
 Blessing, and praise, and glory be : 
 
 '< Worthy the Lamb, for He was slain !" 
 
PRAISE TO JESUS. 
 
 4 To Him, enthroned by filial right, 
 
 All power in heaven and earth proclaim. 
 Honour, and majesty, and might : 
 " Worthy the Lamb, for He was slain !" 
 
 5 Long as we live, and when we die, 
 
 And while in heaven with Him we reign ; 
 This song our song o^' songs shall be : 
 '' Worthy the Lamb, for He was slain !" 
 
 James Montgomety , 1853. 
 
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 '* He is our Peace J^ 
 
 CM. 
 
 1 Dearest of all the names abov^, 
 
 My Jesus, and my God, \ 
 Who can resist Thy heavenly love,^ 
 Or trifle with Thy blood ! 
 
 2 'Tis by the merits of Thy death 
 
 The Father smiles again ; 
 'Tis by Thine interceding breath 
 The Spirit dwells with men. 
 
 3 Till God in human flesh I see, 
 
 My thoughts no comfort find ; 
 The holy, just, and sacred Three 
 Are terrors to my mind. 
 
 4 But if Immanuel's face appear. 
 
 My hope, my joy begins ; 
 His name forbids my slavish fear, 
 His grace removes my sins. 
 
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 5 While Jews on their own hiw rely, 
 
 And Greeks of wisdom boast, 
 
 I love th' incarnate mystery, 
 
 And there I fix my trust. 
 
 Isaac Watts, 170<.>. 
 
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 1 Oh, could I speak tlie matchless worth. 
 Oh, could 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'd sing His glorious righteousness, 
 In which all perfect, heavenly dress 
 
 My soul shall ever shine. 
 
 3 I'd sing the character 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. 
 
 4 Well, the delightful day will come 
 When my dear Lord will bring wie home. 
 
 And I shall see His face ; 
 Then with my Saviour, Brother, Friend, 
 A blest eternity I'll spend. 
 
 Triumphant in His grace. 
 
 Samuel Medley, 1789. 
 
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 niAISE TO JESUS. 
 
 Redeeming Love. 
 
 1 Now bct^in the heavenly theme, 
 Sing aloud in Jesus' name ! 
 Ye, who His Salvation prove, 
 Triumph in redeeming love. 
 
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 2 Ye, who sec the Father's grace 
 Beaming in the Saviour's face, 
 As to Canaan on ye move, 
 Praise and bless redeeming love. 
 
 3 I^Iourning souls, dry up your tears, 
 Banish all your guilty fears ; 
 
 See your guilt and curse remove, 
 Canceird by redeeming love. 
 
 4 Ye, alas ! who long have been 
 Willing slaves to death and sin, 
 Now from bliss no longer rove ; 
 Stop and taste redeeming love. 
 
 5 Welcome all by sin opprest, 
 Welcome to His sacred rest, 
 Nothing brought Him from above, 
 Nothing but redeeming love. 
 
 William Lang/orO, 1760. 
 
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 108 The Promised Comforter. CM. 
 
 1 Oiir bl(3st Redeemer, ere Ho breathed 
 
 His tender, last farewell, 
 A Guide, a Comforter, bequeath'd 
 With us on earth to dwell. 
 
 2 He comes, the mystic heavenly Dove, 
 
 With slieltering wings outspread, 
 Tlie holy balm of peace and love 
 On chosen hearts to shed. 
 
 3 Ho comes, sweet influence to impart, 
 
 A gracious, willing guest. 
 Where He can find one humble heart 
 Wherein to make His rest. 
 
 4 Spirit of purity and grace. 
 
 Our weakness, pitying, sec : 
 Oh make our hearts Thy dwelling-place 
 Yea make them meet for Thee. 
 
 Harriett Anber^ 1829, a. 
 
 109 ^^ Comforter, 
 
 I Jesus is gone* up on high ; 
 
 But His promise still is here, 
 '* I will all your watits supply ; 
 
 I will send the Comforter." 
 
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 2 Let us now His promise plead, 
 Let us to His tlirone draw nigh ; 
 Jesus knows His people's need, 
 Jesus hears His people's cry. 
 
 3 Send us, Lord, the Comforter, 
 Pledge and witness of Thy love ; 
 Dwelling with Thy people here. 
 Leading them to joys above. 
 
 4 Till we reach the promised rest, 
 Till Thy face unveil'd we see, 
 Of this blessed hope posscss'd, 
 Teach us. Lord, to live to Thee. 
 
 Thomas Kelly, 1809. 
 
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 1 Lord God, the Holy Ghost, 
 In this accepted hour, 
 
 As on the day of Pentecost, 
 Descend in all Thy power. 
 
 2 We meet with one accord 
 In one appointed phice. 
 
 And wait the promise of our Lord, 
 The Spirit of all grace. 
 
 3 Like mighty rushing wind 
 Upon the leaves beneath. 
 
 Move with one impulse every mind ; 
 One soul, one feeling breathe. 
 
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 In life and death our Guide : 
 Spirit of Adoption, now 
 May we be sanctified ! 
 
 James Montgomery, 181f). 
 
 1 The Holy Ghost is here, 
 AVhere saints in prayer ijgree, 
 
 As Jesu's parting gift He's near 
 Each pleading company. 
 
 2 Not far a\vay is He, 
 
 To be by prayer brought nigh, 
 But here in piot-;cnt majesty, 
 As in His courts on high. 
 
 3 He dwells within our soul. 
 An ever welcome Guest 5 
 
 He reigns with absolute control, 
 As Monarch in the breast. 
 
 4 Our bodies are His shrine, 
 xVnd He th' indwelling Lord ; 
 
 All hail, thou Comforter divine, 
 Be evermore adored. 
 
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 We wait to feel Thy power, 
 Lord of life, our hopes fulfil, 
 And bless this hallow d hour ! 
 
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 112 ^^''^ ^^^^y ^P^^^^ uwokcd, S.M. 
 
 1 Come, Holy Spirit, come ! 
 
 With energy divine ; 
 And on this poor benighted soul 
 With beams of mercy shine. 
 
 2 From the celestial hills, 
 Life, light, and joy dispense ; 
 
 And may I daily, hourly feel 
 Thy quickening influence, 
 
 3 IMelt. molt this frozen heart ; 
 
 This stubborn will subdue ; 
 Each evil passion overcome, 
 And form me all anew. 
 
 4 Mine will the profit be, 
 
 But Thine shall be the praise ; 
 And unto Thee I will devote 
 The remnant of my days. 
 
 Benjamin Beddome, 181 vS. 
 
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 The Holy Spirit. 
 
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 1 Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove, 
 With all Thy quickening powers, 
 Kindle a flame of sacred love 
 In these cold hearts of ours. 
 
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 2 Look how we grovel here below, 
 
 Fond of these trifling toys ; 
 Onr souls can neither fly nor go 
 To reach eternal joys. 
 
 3 In vain we tune our formal songs, 
 
 In vain we strive to rise : 
 Hosannahs languish on our tongues, 
 And our devotion dies. 
 
 4 Dear Lord I 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 powers, 
 Come, shed abroad a Saviour's love. 
 And that shall kindle ours. 
 
 Isaac Watts, 1709. 
 
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 Spiritual Power desired. 
 
 L.M. 
 
 1 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 express'd. 
 
 2 Come fill our hearts with inward strength ; 
 Make our enlarged souls possess, 
 
 And learn the height, and breadth, and length 
 Of Thine unmeasurable grace. 
 
 
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 3 Now to the God whoBe power can do 
 More than our thoughts or wishes know ; 
 Be everlasting honours done 
 By all the church, through Christ His Son. 
 
 Jaaac Watts, 170D. 
 
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 115 
 
 His Operations invited. 
 
 1 Holy Ghost, with light divine, 
 Shine upon this heart of mine ; 
 Chase the shades of night away, 
 Turn the darkness into day. 
 
 2 Holy Ghost, with power divine, 
 Cleanse this guilty heart of mine ; 
 Long has sin without control 
 Held dominion o'er my soul. 
 
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 3 Holy Ghost, with joy divine. 
 
 Cheer this sad^en'd heart of mine ; ^ ,, 
 Bid my many woes depart, '-'^:^ 
 
 Heal my wounded, bleeding heart. 
 
 4 Holy Spirit, all divine, 
 
 Dwell within this heart of mine ; 
 Cast down every idol throne ; 
 Reign supreme, and reign alone. 
 
 Andrew Reed, 1842. 
 
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 116 ^''^^ ^^^^^J ^^'^^'^^ invoked. CM. 
 
 1 Spirit divine ! attend our prayers, 
 
 And make this house Thy lionie ; 
 Descend with all Thy gracious powers, 
 Oh come, Great 8pinit, come ! 
 
 2 Come as the light — to us r*3veal 
 
 Our emptiness and woe ; 
 And lead us in those paths of life 
 Where all the righteous go. 
 
 3 Come as the /re — and purge our hearts, 
 
 Like sacrificial flame ; 
 Let our whole soul an oilcring be 
 To our Redeemer's name. 
 
 4 Come as the dew — and sweetly bless 
 
 This consecrated hour ; 
 May barrenness rejoice to own 
 Thy fertilising power. 
 
 5 Come as the dove — and spread Thy wings, 
 
 The wings of peaceful love ; 
 And let Thy church on earth become 
 Blest as the church above. 
 
 6 Come as the ivind — with rushing sound 
 
 And Pentecostal grace ; 
 That all of woman born may see 
 The glory of Thy face. 
 
 Andreiv Heed, 1842. 
 
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 117 The Bible J the Light of the 
 
 World. 
 
 1 A glory gilds the sacred page, 
 Majestic, like the sun : 
 It gives a light to every age ; 
 It gives, hut horrows none. 
 
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 2 The hand that gave it still supplies 
 
 The gracious light and heat ; 
 Its truths upon the nations rise ; 
 They rise, but never set. 
 
 3 Let everlasting thanks be Thine 
 
 For such a bright display, 
 As makes a world of darkness shine 
 With beams of heavenly day. 
 
 4 My soul rejoices to pursue 
 
 The steps of Him I love, 
 Till glory breaks upon my view 
 In brighter worlds above ! ^^ 
 
 Wlllia)i\ Cowper, 1779. 
 
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 1 Father of mercies, in Thy word 
 What' endless glory shines ! 
 For ever be Thy name adored 
 For these celestial lines. 
 
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 2 Here the Redeemer's welcome voice 
 
 Spreads heavenly peace around ; 
 And life, and everlasting joys, 
 Attend the blissful sound. 
 
 3 Oh 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. 
 
 Anne Steele, 17()0. 
 
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 1 How beauteous are their feet 
 Who stand on Zion's hill ! 
 
 Who bring salvation on their tongues. 
 And words of peace reveal I 
 
 2 How charming is their voice ! 
 How sweet the tidings are I 
 
 '' Zion, behold thy Saviour King ; 
 He reigns and triumphs here." 
 
 
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 3 How happy arc our ears, 
 That hear this joyful sound, 
 
 Which kings and prophets waited for, 
 And sought, but never found. 
 
 4 How bleased are our eyes, 
 That see this heavenly light ! 
 
 Prophets and kings desired it long. 
 But died without the sight. 
 
 5 The watchmen join their voice, 
 And tuneful notes employ ; 
 
 Jerusalem breaks forth in song. 
 And deserts learn the joy. 
 
 6 The Lord makes bare His arm 
 Through all the earth abroad ; 
 
 Let every nation now behold 
 Their Saviour and their God. 
 
 > Isaac Watts, 1709. 
 
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 1 Blow ye the trumpet, blow 
 
 The gladly solemn sound ; 
 Let all the nations know, h .1 * 
 
 To earth's remotest bound, 
 The year of jubilee is come ; 
 Return, yo ransom'd sinners, home. 
 
 2 Ye slaves of sin and hell, 
 
 Your liberty receive ; 
 And safe in Jesus dwell, 
 ^n4 blest i;^ Jesus live : 
 
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 3 Y(i hankrnpt debtors kncAv 
 
 The Rovercifcn grace of lieaven ; 
 Though snmR immense ye owe, 
 A free discharge is given : 
 
 The year, &c, 
 
 4 The gospel trumixt hctir, 
 
 The news of heavenly grace ; 
 And, saved from earth appear 
 Before your Saviour's face : 
 
 The year, &c. 
 
 5 Jesus, our great High Priest, 
 
 Hath full atonement made ; 
 Ye weary spirits, rest ; 
 
 Ye mournful souls, he glad 1 
 The year of jubilee is come ; 
 Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home. 
 
 Charles Weshi/, 1750. 
 
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 1 Let every mortal car attend, 
 
 And every heart rejoice ; 
 The trumpet of the gospel sounds 
 With an inviting voice. 
 
 2 Ho, all ye hungry, starving souls. 
 
 That feed upon the wind, : • 
 And vainly strive with earthly toys 
 To fill an empty mind ; 
 
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 3 Eternal Wisdom has prepared 
 
 A soul-reviving feast, 
 And bids your longing appetites 
 The rich provision taste. 
 
 4 Great God, the treasures of Thy love 
 
 Are everlasting mines, 
 Deep as our helpless miseries arc. 
 And boundless as our sins. 
 
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 The happy gates of gospel grace 
 
 Stand open nii,'ht and day, 
 Lord, we are come to seek supplies, 
 
 And drive our wants away, i 
 
 Isaac WattSy 1700. 
 
 122 " / «wi Alpha and Omega J^ CM. 
 
 1 Oh what amazing words of grace 
 
 Are in the gospel found ! 
 Suited to every sinner's case 
 Who knows the joyful sound. 
 
 2 Come, then, with all your wants and wounds, 
 
 Your every burden bring ; 
 Here love, eternal love abounds, 
 A deep celestial spring. 
 
 3 " Whoever willsy^^ — oh gracious word ! — 
 
 '' Shall of this stream partake ;" 
 Come, thirsty souls, and bless the Lord, 
 And drink for Jesus' sake. 
 
 Samud Medley,' 1789. 
 
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 1 Come, ye sinners, poor and wretched, 
 
 Weak and wounded, sick and sore ; 
 Jesus ready stands to save you, ' 
 Full of pity, join'd with power ; 
 
 He is able, 
 He is willing : doubt no more. 
 
 2 Come, ye needy, come and welcome, 
 
 Ciod's free bounty glorify ; 
 True belief, and true repentance, 
 Every grace that brings us nigh, 
 
 Without money, 
 Come to Jesus Christ and buy. 
 
 3 Let not conscience make you linger, 
 
 Nor of fitness fondly dream ; 
 All thc/^;?^ss He requircth, 
 Is to feel )'our need of Him : 
 
 This He gives you ; 
 'Tis the Spirit's rising beam. 
 
 4 Come, ye weary, heavy ladcai, 
 
 Bruised and mangled by the fall ; 
 If you tarry till you're better, 
 You will never come at all : 
 
 Not the righteous, 
 Sinners, Jesus came to call. 
 
 5 View Him prostrate in the garden ; 
 
 On the ground your Maker lies ! 
 . On the bloody tree behold Him • 
 Hear Him cry before He dies, 
 
 ''It is finish' dr 
 Sinner, will not this suffice ? 
 
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 G Lo ! th' incarnate God, ascended, 
 iMcads the merit of His blood : 
 Venture on Hiin, venture wholly, 
 Let no other tri»,=?t intrude ; 
 
 None but Jesus 
 Can do lielpless sinners good. 
 
 Joseph Hart, 1759, a. 
 
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 1 Come to the ark, come to the ark ; 
 To Jesus come away : 
 Tlie pestilence walks forth by niglit^ 
 The arrow flies by day. 
 
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 2 Come to the ark : the waters rise. 
 
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 The seas their billows rear ; 
 While darkness gathers o'er the skies, 
 Behold a refuge near. 
 
 3 Come to the ark, all, all that weep 
 Beneath the sense of sin : 
 Witliout, deep calleth unto deep ; 
 But all is peace within. 
 
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 4 Come to the ark, ere yet the fiood^ 
 Your lingering steps oppose ; 
 Come, for the door which open stood 
 Is now about to close, ,; 
 
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 125 "^^^ Things are ready J' S.M, 
 
 1 *• All things arc ready," Come, 
 Come to the supper spread ; 
 
 Come rich and poor, come old and yonng, 
 Come, and be richly fed. 
 
 2 ''AH things arc ready," Come, 
 The invitation s given, 
 
 Through Him who now in glory sits 
 At God'S right hand in heaven. 
 
 3 "All things arc ready," Come, 
 The door is open wide ; 
 
 Oh feast upon the love of God, 
 For Christ, His Son, has died. 
 
 4 " All things are ready,'' Come, 
 All hindrance is removed ; 
 
 And God, in Christ, His precious love, 
 To fallen man has proved. 
 
 5 " All things arc ready," Come, 
 To-morrow may not be ; 
 
 sinner, come, the Saviour waits. 
 This hour to welcome thee I 
 
 A Ibert Midlane, 18C2. 
 
 126 
 
 iVbwe that come cast out. 
 
 L.M, 
 
 1 Rarkl 'tis the Saviour's voice I hear. 
 Come, trembling soul, dispel thy fear ; 
 He saitli, and who His word can doubt ? 
 He will in no wise cast you out. 
 
THE GOSPEL. 
 
 2 Doth Satan fill yon with dismay, 
 And toll you Christ will cast away ; 
 It is a truth, why should you doubt ? 
 He will in no wise cast you out. 
 
 3 Approach your God, mCike no delay, 
 He waits to welcome you to-day ; 
 His mercy try, no longer doubt, 
 
 He will in no wise cast you out. 
 
 4 Lord, at Thy call, behold ! I como, 
 A guilty soul, lost and undone : 
 On Thy rich blood I now rely, 
 Oh, pass my vile transgressicTlis by. 
 
 - ' Samuel F. Smith, 1850. 
 
 X27 ^^"^^^ ^^^ Peace the Gospel brings. 7s. 
 
 1 Ye that in His courts arc found, 
 List'ning to the joyful sound, 
 Lost and helpless as ye are, 
 Sons of sorrow, sin, and care ; 
 Glorify the King of kings, 
 Take the peace the gospel brings. 
 
 2 Turn to Christ your longing eyes, 
 View His bloody sacrilice : < . 
 See in Him your sins forgiven ; 
 Pardon, holiness, and heaven ; 
 Glorify the King of kings, . i 
 Take the peace the gospel brings. 
 
 Jioivland Hill, 177^. 
 
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 128 ^^^ Stranger at the Door. L.M. 
 
 1 Behold ! a stranger's at the door ! 
 lie gently knocks, has knock'd before : 
 Has waited long ; is waiting still ; 
 You treat no other friend so ill. 
 
 '2 But will He prove a friend indeed ? 
 He will ; the very friend you need : 
 The Man of Nazareth, 'tis He, 
 With garments dyed at Calvary. 
 
 3 Oh lovely attitude ! He stands 
 
 With melting heart and laden hands ; 
 Oh matchless kindness ! and He shows 
 This matchless kindness to His foes ! 
 
 4 Admit Him, ere His anger burn, 
 His feet depart, and ne'er return : 
 Admit Him, or the hour's at hand 
 When at His door, denied you'll stand. 
 
 Jose-ph Grigg, 17G5. 
 
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 Goodness. 
 
 1 And canst thou, sinner, slight 
 The call of love divine ? 
 
 Shall God with tenderness invite. 
 And gain no thought of thine ? 
 
 2 Wilt thou not cease to grieve 
 The Spirit froin thy breast, ■ 
 
 Till He thy wretched soul shall leave, 
 With all thy sins oppress' d ? 
 
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 3 To-day, a pardoning God 
 Will hear the suppliant pray ; 
 
 To-day, a Saviour's cleansing blood 
 Will wash thy guilt away. 
 
 4 But, grace so dearly bought 
 If yet thou wilt despise, 
 
 Thy fearful doom with vengeance fraught. 
 Will fill thee with surprise. 
 
 Mrs. A. h. Hyde, 1825. 
 
 130 ^^^ ^^^ ^^ ^^^^^' ^ •^^• 
 
 1 Ye sinners, fear the Lord, 
 While yet 'tis called to-day ; 
 
 Soon will the awful voice of death 
 Command your souls away. 
 
 2 Soon will the harvest close, 
 The summer soon be o'er ; 
 
 Oh sinners, then your injured God 
 Will heed your cries no more. 
 
 3 Then while 'tis called to-day, 
 Oh hear the gospel sound ; 
 
 Come sinner, haste, oh haste away, 
 While pardon may be found. 
 
 Timothy Dtou/hty 1800, a. 
 
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 1 Sinner, oh why so thoughtless grown ? 
 Why in such dreadful haste to die ? 
 Daring to leap to worlds unknown, 
 Heedless against thy God to fly. 
 
 

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 2 Wilt thou despise eternal fate, 
 Urged on by sin's fantastic dreams ? 
 Madly attempt the infernal gate, 
 And force thy passage to the flames ? 
 
 3 Stay, sinner I on the gospel plains, 
 Behold the God of love unfold 
 The glories of His dying pains. 
 For ever telling, yet untold. 
 
 Isaac Watts, 1706, a. 
 
 132 TIbnself He could not save. 6.G.8.8. 
 
 1 Himself He could not save. 
 
 He on the cross must die. 
 Or mercy cannot come 
 
 To ruin'd sinners nigh ; 
 Yes, Christ, the Son of God, must bleed, 
 That sinners might from sin be freed. 
 
 2 Himself He could not save, 
 
 For justice must be done ; 
 And sin's full weight must fall 
 
 Upon a sinless one ; 
 For nothing less can God accept. 
 In payment for the fearful debt. 
 
 3 Himself He could not save, 
 
 For He the surety stood 
 For all .who now rely 
 
 Upon His precious blood ; 
 He bore the penalty of guilt, 
 When on the cross His blood was spilt, 
 
 
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 Himself He could not save, 
 
 Yet now a Saviour He : 
 Come, sinner, to Him, come, 
 
 He waits to welcome tliec ; 
 Believe in Him, and thou shalt prove, 
 His saving power. His deathless love. 
 
 Albert Miillanc, 1805. 
 
 133 
 
 The Work is done. 
 
 7s. 
 
 1 Christ has done the mighty work ; 
 Nothing left for us to do. 
 
 But to enter on His toil. 
 Enter on His triumph too. 
 
 2 He has sow'd the precious seed, 
 Nothing left for us unsown ; 
 Ours it is to reap the fields. 
 Make the harvest joy our own. 
 
 3 His the pardon, ours the sin, — 
 Great the sin, the pardon great ; 
 His the good and ours the ill, 
 His the love and ours she hate. 
 
 4 Ours the darkness and the gloom, 
 His the shade-dispelling light: 
 Ours the cloud and His the sun, 
 His the da3'--spring, ours the night. 
 
 5 His the lahour, ours the rest. 
 His the death and ours the life : 
 Ours the fruits of victory, 
 
 His the agony and strife. 
 
 Iloratim Bonar, 1850. 
 
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 The Life-Look. 
 
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 1 There is life for a look at the Crucified One ; 
 
 There is life at this moment for thee ; 
 Then look, sinner — look unto Ilira, and be 
 saved — 
 Unto Him who was naiPd to the tree. 
 
 2 It is not thy tears of repentance and prayers, 
 
 But the blood that atones for the soul : 
 On Him, then, who shed it believing at once 
 Thy weight of iniquities roll* 
 
 •"^llis anguish of soul on the cross hast thou seen ? 
 His cry of distress hast thou heard ? 
 Then why, if the terrors of wrath He endured ? 
 ■ Should pardon to thee be deferr'd ? 
 
 4 We are heal'd 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 I couldst thou be better array'd ? 
 
 5 Then doubt not thy welcome, since God has 
 
 declared, .# . 
 
 There remaineth no more to be done; 
 That once in the end of the world He appear'd ; 
 And completed the work Ho begun. 
 
 6 But take, with rejoicing, from Jesus at once 
 
 The life everlasting He gives : 
 And know, with assurance, thou never canst 
 die, 
 Since Jesus, thy righteousness, lives. 
 
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 7 There is life for a look at the Crucified One j 
 There is life at this moment for thee ; 
 Then look, sinner — look unto Ilim and be 
 saved, 
 And know thyself spotless as He. 
 
 Amelia Matilda Ihill, 1800. 
 
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 " What must I do to be 
 saved f^ 
 
 1 Nothing, either great or small, 
 
 Nothing, sinner, no ; 
 Jesus did it, did it all^ 
 Long, long ago. 
 
 2 When lie from His lofty throne 
 
 Stoop'd to do and die. 
 Everything was fully done : 
 Hearken to His cry : — 
 
 3 '-It isfinisNdP' Yes, indeed, 
 
 Finished every jot : 
 Sinner, this is all you need. 
 Tell me, is it not? 
 
 4 Weary, working, plodding one, 
 
 Why toil you so? 
 Ceise your doing ; all was done 
 Long, long ago. 
 
 5 Till to Jesus' work you cling 
 
 By a simple faith, 
 '^ Doing" is a deadly thing, 
 *' Doingj" ends in death. 
 
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 Down at Jesus' f(!et, 
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 James Procter y 1868. 
 Just as I cm. 8.8.8 .G. or L.M. 
 
 1 Just as I am — without one plea 
 
 But that Tiiy blood was shed for me, 
 And that Thou bidst me come to Thee, 
 Lamb of God, I come. 
 
 2 Just as I am — and waitini? not 
 
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 To rid my soul of one dark blot, 
 
 To Thee, whose blood can cleanse each spot, 
 
 Lamb of God, I come. 
 
 
 Just as I am — though toss'd about 
 With many a conflict, many a doubt, 
 Fightings within, and fears without, 
 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, 
 
 Lamb of God, I come. . 
 
 5 Just as I am — Thou wilt receive. 
 
 Wilt welcome, pardon, cleanse, relieve ; 
 Because Thy promise I believe, 
 
 Lamb of God, I come, - <!■' 
 
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 6 Just as I am — Thy love unknown 
 Has broken every barrier down, 
 Now to be Thine, yea, Thine alone, 
 
 O Lamb of God, I come. 
 
 7 Just as I am — of that free love 
 
 The breadth, length, depth, and heitdit to 
 
 prove, 
 Here for a season, - hen above, 
 O Lamb of God, I come. 
 
 Charlotte Elliott , la3G. 
 
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 137 
 
 1 My hope is built on nothing less 
 Than Jesus' blood and rigliteousness ; 
 ] dare not trust the sweetest frame ; 
 ikit wholly lean on Jesus' name : 
 
 On Christ the solid rock I stand, 
 All other ground is sinking sand. 
 
 2 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, &c. 
 
 3 His oath. His covenant, and His blood, 
 Support me in the sinking flood ; 
 When all around my soul gives way, 
 He then is all my hope and stay : ^^ 
 
 On Christ, kcM^ 
 
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 4 When the last awful trump shall sound, 
 Oh may I then in Him be found, 
 > Dres«'d in His righteousness alone. 
 Faultless to stand before the throne : 
 
 On Christ, &c. 
 
 Edward Mote^ 1830, a. 
 
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 138 ^^ Be not afraid J only 
 
 believe. ^^ 
 
 1 My faith looks up to Thee, 
 Thou Lamb of Calvary, 
 
 Saviour divine : 
 Now hear me while I pray ; 
 Take all my guilt away ; 
 Oh let me from this day 
 
 Be wholly Thine. 
 
 2 May Thy rich grace impart 
 Strength to my fainting heart, 
 
 My zeal inspire ; 
 As Thou hast died for me. 
 Oh 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 tear away. 
 Nor let me ever stray 
 
 From Thee aside. 
 
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 4 Wlu'ii ends life's transient dvcum, 
 When death's cold snllen stream 
 
 Sliall o'er mc roll, 
 Blest Saviour, tlien in love. 
 Fear and distrust remove ; 
 Oh bear me safe above, 
 A ransom'd soul. 
 
 Hay Palmer, 1834. 
 
 139 
 
 Christ in all. 
 
 1 Jesu, lover of my soul. 
 Let mc to Thy bosom fly, 
 Wliile the nearer waters roll. 
 While the tempest still is high ! 
 Hide me, O my Saviour, hide, 
 Till the storm of life be past ; 
 Safe into the haven guide ; 
 
 O receive my soul at last. 
 
 2 Other refuge have I none. 
 Hangs my helpless soul on Thee ! 
 Leave, ah I leave me not alone. 
 Still support and comfort me 1 
 All my trust on Thee is stay'd. 
 All my help from Thee I bring ; 
 Cover my defenceless head 
 With the shadow of Thy wing. 
 
 3 Thou, 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 : 
 
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 Just and holy Is Thy name, 
 I am all unrighteousness, 
 False and full of sin I am ; 
 Thou art full of truth and grace. 
 
 4 Plenteous grace with TJiee is found, 
 Grace to cover all my sin ; 
 Let the healing streams abound, 
 Make and keep mo pure within ; 
 Thou of life the fountain art, 
 Freely let me take of Thee ! 
 Spring Thou up within my heart 
 Rise to all eternity ! 
 
 Charles Wesley, 1740. 
 
 2_4Q Rock of Ages, 7s., 6 lines. 
 
 1 Rock of Ages, cleft for mo, 
 Let me hide myself in Thee 1 
 Let the water and the blood, 
 From Thy riven side which flow'd, 
 Be of sin the double cure. 
 Cleanse me from its guilt and power. 
 
 • 2 Not the labours of my hands 
 Can fulfil Thy law's demands : 
 Could my zeal no respite know. 
 Could my tears for ever flow, 
 All for sin could not atone : 
 Thou must save, and Thou alone. 
 
 3 Nothing in my hand I bring : 
 Simply to Thy cross I cling ; 
 - Naked, come to Thee for dress : . 
 
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 IIolplcsR, look to Thcc for grace ; 
 Foul, I to the fountain fly j 
 Wash me, Saviour, or I die. 
 
 4 Whilst I draw this fleeting hreath, 
 When my eye-strings br(uik in deatli, 
 Wlion I soar through traeks unknown, 
 See Thee on Thy judgment-throne, 
 Koek of Ages, cleft for me. 
 Let me hide myself in Thee ! 
 
 Augustas M. Toplady^ 1770. 
 
 2_i4 2_ Jesus died for me. CM, 
 
 1 Great God, when I approach Thy throne, 
 
 And all Thy glory see ; ^, 
 
 This is my stay, and this alone, * 
 
 That Jesus died for me. 
 
 2 How can a squI condemn'd to die 
 
 Escape the just decree ? 
 A vile, unworthy wretch am I, 
 But Jesus died for me. 
 
 3 Burden'd with sin's oppressive chain. 
 
 Oh, how can I get free? 
 No peace can all my efforts gain, 
 But Jesus died for me. 
 
 4 And, Lord, when I behold Thy face, 
 
 Thou must he all my plea ; 
 Save me by Thy almighty grace, 
 For Jesus died for me. 
 
 William Ililcy Bathurst^ 1831. 
 
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 X42 "^^^^ ^^^''^ Scapegoat. 
 
 1 Not all the blood of beasts 
 On Jewish altars slain, 
 
 Could give the guilty conscience peace, 
 Or wash away the stain. 
 
 2 But Christ, tho heavenly Lamb, 
 Takes all our sins away ; 
 
 A sacrifice of nobler name. 
 And richer blood than they. 
 
 3 My faith would lay her bond 
 On that dear head of Thine, 
 
 While like a j^enitent I stand. 
 And there confess my sin. 
 
 4 My soul looks back to see 
 The burdens Thou didst bear. 
 
 When hanging on the cursed 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 His bleeding love. 
 
 Isaac Watts, 1709. 
 
 14r3 J^iviiie indivelling desired. 8.7.4. 
 
 1 Welcome, welcome, great Redeemer, 
 Welcome to this heart of mine ; 
 Lord, I make a full surrender. 
 
 Every power and thought be thine, 
 
 Thine entirely, 
 Through eternal ages Thine. 
 
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 2 Known to all to- be Thy mansion, 
 Earth and hell will disappear ; 
 Or in vain attempt possession, 
 When they find the Lord is near : 
 
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 Shout, ye saints, the Lord is here ! 
 
 Thomas Hastings, 1G42. 
 
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 1 I lay my sins on Jesus, 
 
 The 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. 
 
 2 I lay my wants on Je^us, 
 
 All 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 Je^us, 
 
 Meek, loving, lowly, mild ; 
 I long to be like Jesus, 
 The Father's Holy Child ; 
 
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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. 
 
 Iloratius Bonar, 1857. 
 
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 The voice of Jesus, 
 
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 1 I heard \h.o voice of Jesus say, 
 
 '' Come unto Me and rest ; 
 Lay down, thou weary one, lay down 
 
 Thy head upon My breast." 
 I 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, I 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 quench'd, my soul revived, 
 And now I live in Him. 
 
 3 I heard the voice ol Jesus say, 
 '^ I am this dark world's light ; 
 
 Look unto Me, thy morn shall rise, 
 
 And all thy day bo bright." 
 I look'd to Jesus, and I found 
 
 In Him my star, my sun ; 
 And in that light of life I'll walk 
 
 Till travelling days are dene. 
 
 Iloratius Bonar, 1857. 
 
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 1 Before tlic throne of God above 
 I have a strong, a perfect plea ; 
 
 A great High Priest, whose name is Love, 
 Who ever lives and pleads for me. 
 
 2 My name is graven on His hands, *'■ 
 My name is written on His heart ; 
 
 I know that, while in heaven He stands, 
 No tongue can hid me thence depart. 
 
 3 When Satan tempts mo to despair, 
 And tells me of the guilt within, 
 Upward I look, and see him there, 
 Who made an end of all my sin. 
 
 4 Behold Him there ! the bleeding Lamb ! 
 My perfect, spotless Righteousness,^ 
 The great unchangeable, '^ I AM," 
 
 The King of glory and of grace. 
 
 Cherrie Sinith, 1863. 
 
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 147 Need of the Atonement. CM, 
 
 1 In vain wo seek for peace with God 
 \^Y methods of our own ; 
 Jesus, there's nothing but Thy l^ood 
 Can bring us near the throne. 
 
MAN FALLEN. 
 
 2 The thrcatenings of Thy broken law 
 
 Impress our souls with dread ; 
 If God Hi^ sword of vengeance draw, 
 It strikes our spirits dead. 
 
 3 But Thine illustrious sacrifice 
 
 Hath answer'd those demands'; 
 And peace and pardon from the skies 
 Come down by Jesus' hands. 
 
 4 'Tis by Thy death, we live, Lord, 
 
 'Tis on Thy cross vv^e rest : 
 For ever be Thy love adored. 
 Thy name for ever blest. 
 
 Isaac Watts, 1721. 
 
 148 Mourning ever Transgressors. L M. 
 
 1 Arise, my tenderest thoughts, arise, 
 To torrents melt my streaming eyes ; 
 And thou, my heart, with anguish feel 
 Those evils which thou canst not heal. 
 
 2 See human nature sunk in shame ; 
 See scandals pour'd on Jesus' name ; 
 The Father wounded through the Son ; 
 The world abused, and souls undone. 
 
 3 See the short course of vain delight 
 Closing in everlasting night ! 
 
 In flames that no abatement know, 
 Though briny tears for ever flow. 
 
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 4 But feeble my compassion proves, 
 And can but weep where most it loves ; 
 Thy own all-saving arm employ, 
 And turn these drops of grief to joy. 
 
 Philip) Doddridge^ 175r>. 
 149 '^^^'^^^ delivering the lost Ones. L.M. 
 
 1 Buried in sliadows of the night 
 
 We lie, till Christ restores the light ; 
 Wisdom descends to heal the blind, 
 And cliase the darkness of the mind. 
 
 2 Our guilty souls are drown'd in tears 
 Till His atoning blood appears ; 
 Then wx^ awake from deep distress, 
 And sing, '' The Lord our llighteousness." 
 
 3 Oiu' very frame is mix'd with sin, 
 llis Spirit makes v^ur natures clean ; 
 Such virtues from His sufferings flow, 
 At once to cleanse and pardon too. 
 
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 Grace, wisdom, power and righteousness ; 
 Thou art our Mighty All, and we 
 Give our whole selves, O Lord, to Thee. 
 
 • . Isaac Watts, 1709. 
 
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 150 " Lord^ to ivhom shall ive go T S.M. 
 
 1 Ah I whither should I go, 
 Biirdcn'd, and sick, and faint? 
 
 To whom should I my trouhles show. 
 And pour out my complaint ? 
 
 2 My Saviour hids me come : 
 Ah ! why do I delay ? 
 
 . He calls the weary sinner home I 
 And yet from Ilim I stay. 
 
 3 What is it keeps me back. 
 From which I cannot part, 
 
 Which will not let my Saviour take 
 Possession of my heart ? 
 
 4 .Xesus, the hindrance show, 
 Which I have fear'd to see: 
 
 Yet let me now consent to know 
 What keeps me out from Thee. 
 
 5 Searcher of hearts, in mine 
 Thy trying power display ; 
 
 Into its darkest corners shine, 
 And take the veil away. 
 
 Charlfls Wesley, 1741. 
 
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 The Stony Heart. 
 
 L.M. 
 
 Oh ! for a p^lancc of heavenly day, 
 To take this stubhorn stone away ; 
 And thaw with beams of love divine 
 Thjs heart, tliis frozen heart of mine. 
 
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 2 The rocks can rend ; the earth can quake ; 
 Tlie seas can roar ; the mountains sluike : 
 Of feeling all things show some sign, 
 But this unfeeling heart of mine. 
 
 3 To bear the sorrows thou hast felt, 
 Dear Lord, an adamant would melt': 
 But I can read each moving line, 
 And nothing move this heart of mine. 
 
 4 Thy judgments, too, unmoved I hear, 
 Amazing thought! which devils fear : 
 Goodness and wrath in vain combine 
 To stir this stupid heart of mine. 
 
 5 But something yet can do the deed. 
 And that dear something much I need ; 
 Thy Spirit can from dross refine, 
 
 And move and melt this heart of mine. 
 
 Joseph II art ^ 1702. 
 
 
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 1 I need Thee, precious Jesus ! 
 For I am full of sin ; 
 *" My soul is dark and guilty, 
 My^heart is dead within ; 
 
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 1 need the cleansing fountain, 
 
 Where I can always iiec, 
 Tlie blood of Christ most precious, 
 
 The sinner's perfect plea. 
 
 2 I need Thee, blessed Jesus ! 
 
 For I am very poor ; 
 A stranger and a pilgrim, 
 
 I have no earthly store ; 
 I need the love of Jesus 
 
 To cheer me on my way, 
 To guide my doubting footsteps. 
 
 To be my strength and stay. 
 
 3 1 need Thee, blessed Jesus ! 
 
 I need a friend like Thee ; 
 A friend to soothe and sympathize, 
 
 A friend to care for me. 
 I need the heart of Jesus 
 
 To feel each anxious care, 
 To tell my every-want to, 
 
 And all my sorrows share. 
 
 4 I need Thee, blessed Jesus ! 
 
 And hope to see Thee soon, 
 Encircled with the rainbow, 
 
 And seated on Thy throne : 
 There, with Thy blood-bought children, 
 
 My joy shall ever be. 
 To sing Thy praise. Lord Jesus, 
 
 To gaze, my Lord, on Thee. 
 
 Frederick Whitfield, 1861. 
 
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 1 Lord, at Tliy feet we sinners lie, 
 
 And knock at mercy's door : 
 With heavy heart and downcast i.'ye, 
 Thy fiivonr we implore. 
 
 2 On us, the vast extent display 
 
 Of Thy forgiving love ; 
 Take all our heinous guilt away ; 
 This heavy load remove. 
 
 3 'Tis mercy — mercy we implore ; 
 
 We would Thy pity move ; 
 Thy grace is an exliaustless store?, 
 And Thou thyself art Love. 
 
 4 Oh ! for Thine own, for Jesus' sake, 
 
 Our numerous sins forgive ; 
 Thy grace our rocky hearts can break. 
 Our breaking hearts relievo. 
 
 5 Thus melt us down, thus make us bend, 
 
 And Thy dominion own ; 
 
 Nor let a rival dare pretend - 
 
 To repossess Thy throne. 
 
 Siinon Browne, 1720. 
 
 154 At Jesus^ Feet. 7s., G lines. 
 
 1 Lord, we lie before Thy feet ; 
 Look on all our deep distress ; 
 Thy rich mercy ma)^ we meet ; 
 Clothe us with Thy righteousness ; 
 Stretch forth Thy almighty hand ; 
 Hold us up, and we shall stand. 
 
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 that closer we could cleave 
 To Thy bleeding, dying breast! 
 Give us firmly to believe, 
 And to enter into rest. 
 Lord, increase, increase our faitli ! 
 Make us faithful unto death. 
 
 3 Let us trust Thee evermore ; 
 Every moment on Thee call 
 For new life, new will, new power: 
 Let us trust Thee, Lord, for all ! 
 May we nothing know beside 
 Jesus, and Him crucified ! 
 
 Jose^ph Ilartf 1759. 
 
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 Desiring to submit. 
 
 L.M. 
 
 1 Oh that my load of sin were gone ! 
 Oh that I could at last submit 
 
 At Jesu's feet to' lay it down, 
 To lay my soul at Jesu's feet ! 
 
 2 Rest for my soul I long to find : 
 Saviour, divine, if mine Tf^ou art, 
 Give me Thy meek and lowly ndnd, 
 And stamp Thine image on my heart. 
 
 3 Break off the yoke of inbred sin, 
 And fully set my spirit free : 
 I cannot rest till pure within, 
 Till I am wholly lost in Thee. 
 
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 4 Come, Lord, the drooping sinner cheer, 
 l^or let Thy chariot-wheels delay; 
 Appear, in my poor heart appear ! 
 My Got', my Saviour, come away! 
 
 Charles Wedcy, 17'12, a. 
 
 156 
 
 '' Come to Mey 
 
 L.M. 
 
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 With tearful eyes I look around. 
 Life seems a dark and stormy sea ; 
 Yet, 'mid the gloom, I hear a sound, 
 A heavenly whisper, " Come to Me." 
 
 2 It tells me of a place of rest ; 
 
 It tells me where my soul may flee ; 
 Oh, to the weary, faint, oppressed, 
 IIow sweet the bidding, " Come to Me 1" 
 
 3 '' Come, for all else must fail and die, 
 Earth is no resting-place for thee ; 
 To heaven direct thy weeping eye, 
 
 I am thy portion ; come to Me." 
 
 4 voice of mercy ! voice of love ! 
 In conflict, grief, and agony. 
 Support me, cheer me from above ! 
 And gently whisper, " Come to Me." 
 
 Charlotte Elliott, 1834. 
 
 157 ^^ merciful to me. 
 
 1 With broken heart and contrite sigh, 
 A trembling sinner. Lord, I cry ; 
 Thy pardoning grace is rich and free ; 
 God ! be merciful to me. 
 
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 2 I smite upon my troubled broaBt, 
 
 With deep and conscious guilt oi)prcss'd : 
 Christ and His cross my only plea ; 
 God I be merciful to me. 
 
 3 Far oft' I stand with tearful eyes, 
 Nor dare uplift them to the skies ; 
 But Tliou dost all my anguish see ', 
 O God I be merciful to me. 
 
 4 Nor alms, nor deeds that I have done, 
 Can for a single sin atone ; 
 
 To Calvary alone I ilee ; 
 O God ! be merciful to mc. 
 
 5 And when, redeemed from sin and liell, 
 With all tlie ransom'd throng I dwell, 
 My raptured song shall ever be, 
 
 ' God has been merciful to me. 
 
 Cornelius Elocn,l>iti'L 
 
 \^Q Deliver me. 
 
 1 Mercy, mercy, God the Father ! 
 
 God the Son, '>e Thou my plea ! 
 God the Holy !::'|>irit, comfort ! 
 Triune God, deliver me ! 
 
 2 Not my sins, Lord, remember, 
 
 Not Thine own avenger be ; 
 But, for Thy great tender mercies. 
 Saviour G od, deliver me ! 
 
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 3 y>y Thy rross, and by Thy passion, 
 lUoocIy sweat and agony, 
 By Thy precious deatli and burial, 
 Saviour God, deliver me 1 
 
 •J By Thy (glorious resurrection, 
 Tliine ascent in heaven to be, 
 By the Holy Spirit's coining, 
 Saviour God, deliver me ! 
 
 5 In all time of tribulation, 
 
 In all time of wealth, in the 
 Hour of death, and day of judgment, 
 Saviour God, deliver me ! 
 
 John S. R MonacU, 1803. 
 
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 Pitf/ mcj Lord. 
 
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 1 Pity, Lord, a wretched creature, 
 
 One whose sins for vengeance cr}', 
 Groaning 'neath his heavy burden. 
 Throbbing breast and heavy sigh. 
 
 my Saviour, 
 Canst Thou let a sinner die ? 
 
 2 Oh, how swift Divine compassion 
 
 Runs to meet the mourning soul ; 
 And, by words of consolation 
 
 Makes the wounded spirit whole ! 
 
 I'm thy Saviour, 
 Let this truth thy mind console, 
 
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 3 Groans and sighs arc turn-d to praises, 
 Doubts and fears arc chased away : 
 Now with saints his voice he raises, 
 Josiis hears the pious lay. 
 
 Glory, glory ! 
 Hallelujahs close the day. 
 
 J. Stampi 1815. 
 
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 ^^ Wash me^ and I shall be 
 whiter than snowJ^ 
 
 1 Jesus ! who on Calv'ry^s mountiiin 
 Pour'd Thy precious blood for nic, 
 Wash me in its flowing fountain, 
 That my soul may spotless be. 
 
 8.7. 
 
 2 I have sinn'd, but oh, restore me 
 
 For unless Thou smile on me, 
 Dark is all the world before me, 
 Darker yet eternity I 
 
 3 In Tliy word I hear Thee saying, 
 
 " Come, and I will give you rest ;" 
 Glad the gracious call obeying, 
 See, I hasten to Thy breast. 
 
 4 Grant, oh, grant Thy Si)irit's teaching. 
 
 That I may not go astray, 
 Till, the gate of heaven reaching, 
 Earth and sin are pass'd away ! 
 
 II, W. Becohcr's Plymouth Collection, 1855. 
 
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 Jesus, full of every grace, 
 Now reveal Thy smiling face ; 
 Grant the joy of sin forgiven, 
 Foretaste of the bliss of heaven. 
 
 2 All my guilt to Thee is known ; 
 Thou art righteous. Thou alone, 
 All my help is from Thy cross ; 
 All beside I count but loss. 
 
 3 Lord, in Thee I now believe, 
 Wilt Thou, wilt Thou not forgive ? 
 Helpless at Thy feet I lie ; 
 Saviour, leave me not to die. 
 
 Thomas HastingSy 1846. 
 
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 1 Jesus 1 Master ! hear my cry ; 
 Save me, heal me with a word ; 
 Fainting at Thy feet I lie. 
 
 Thou my whisper'd plaint hast heard. 
 
 2 Jesus! Master! mercy show ; 
 Thou art passing near my soul; 
 Thou my inward grief dost know, 
 Thou alone canst make me whole. 
 
 3 Jesus ! Master ! as of yore 
 
 Thou didst bid the blind man see, 
 Light upon my soul restore ; ; i j^ 
 Jesus ! Master ! heal Thou me. 
 
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 1 The spotfess Saviour lived for me, « 
 
 And died upon the mount : 
 The obedience of His life and death 
 Is placed to my account. 
 
 2 Canst Thou forget that awful hour, 
 
 TB||fcip^' tremendous scene, 
 Whe^Phy dear blood on Calvary 
 'i Flow'd out at every vein ? 
 
 ? No, Saviour, no ! Thy wounds are fresh, 
 C^ V ' E'en now they intercede ; 
 :. Still, in eifect, for guilty man 
 Incessantly they bleed. 
 
 4 Thine ears of mercy still attend 
 
 A contrite sinner's cries, 
 A broken heart that groans for God, 
 Thou never wilt despise. 
 
 5 Oh love incomprehensible, 
 
 That made Thee bleed for me ! 
 The Judge of all hath suffor'd death 
 To set His prisoner free ! 
 
 '"C,^.. . , ,. Augustus M. Toplady, 1759. 
 
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 } From Thy glorious throne descend; 
 , Answer now some waiting heart, 
 Now some hardened soul convert ; i^ 
 
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 To our Advocate we fly, 
 Let us feel Immanuel nigh ; 
 Manifest Thy love abroad, - 
 Make us now the sons of God. 
 
 Prostrate at Thy mercy-seat 
 Let us our Beloved meet, 
 Give us in Thyself a part 
 Deep engraven on Thine heart : 
 Let us hear thy pardoning voice, 
 Bid the broken bones rejoice j 
 Condemnation do away. 
 Oh make this the perfect day ! 
 
 Augustus M. Toplady, 1759. 
 
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 Nearness to God desired. 
 
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 Nearer my God, to Thee, 
 
 Nearer to Thee ; 
 E'en though it be a cross 
 
 That raiseth me : 
 Still all my song shall be, : ; 
 Nearer, my God, to Thee, nearer to Thee. 
 
 2; Though like a wanderer, 
 
 ;. The sun gone down, 
 
 H: Darkness comes over me, ;0^" t 
 
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 Nearer, my God, to Thee, nearer to Thee. 
 
 
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 3 Here let my 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. 
 
 4 . Then, with my waking thoughts 
 
 Bright with Thy praise ; 
 Out of my stony griefs 
 Bethel I'll raise, — 
 r^o by my woes to be 
 Nearer, my God, to Thee, nearer to Tlice. 
 
 5 And when on joyful wing 
 
 Cleaving the sky, 
 . Sun, moon, and stars forgot, 
 Upward I fly — 
 Still all my song shall be. 
 Nearer, my God, to Thee, nearer to Thee. 
 
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 Walking with God. 
 
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 1 Oh for a closer walk with God, 
 
 A calm and heavenly frame ; 
 
 A light to shine upon the road 
 
 That leads me to the Lamb ! 
 
 2 Where is the blessedness I knew 
 
 When first I saw the Lord ? 
 Where is the soul-refreshing view 
 Of Jesus and His word ? 
 
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 3 What peaceful hours I then en joy 'd ! 
 
 How sweet their memory still ! 
 But now I find an 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 brcabt. 
 
 5 The dearest idol I have known, 
 
 Whatever that idol be, 
 Help mc to tear it from Thy tlironc, 
 And worship only Thee. 
 
 G Arise, my soul, from deep distress, 
 And banish every fear ; 
 He calls thee to His throne of grace 
 To spread thy sorrows there. 
 
 Isaac WattSy 1720. 
 
 
 
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 1 My God and Father ! while I stray, 
 Far from my home, in life's rough way. 
 Oh ! teach me from my heart to say, ^ : 
 
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 2 If Thou shouldst call me to resign 
 What most I prize — it ne'er was mine ; 
 I only yield Thee what was Tnine : 
 
 »Thy will be done !" ^ ^ > 
 
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 3 If but my fainting heart be blest 
 With Thy sweet Spirit for its guest, 
 My God to Thee I leave the rest ; 
 
 '^ Thy will be done !" 
 
 4 Renew my will from day to day : 
 Blend it with Thine, and take away 
 All that now makes it hard to say, 
 
 " Thy will be done 1" 
 
 5 Then when on earth I breathe no more 
 The prayer oft mix'd with tears before, 
 I'll sing upon a happier shore, 
 
 " Thy will be done l" 
 
 Charlotte Elliott, 1834. 
 
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 The Penitent. 
 
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 Prostrate, dear Jesus, at Thy feet 
 
 A guilty rebel lies ; 
 And upwards to Thy mercy-seat 
 
 Presumes to lift his eyes. 
 
 Oh let not justic-- frown me hence 
 Stay, stay the 7engeful storm : 
 
 Forbid it that Omnipotence 
 Should crush a feeble worm ! 
 
 3 If tears of sorrow would suffice 
 To pay the debt I owe, 
 Tears should from both my weeping eyes 
 In ceaseless torrents flow. 
 
 
 
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 4 But iiO such sacrifice I plead 
 
 To expiate my guilt ; 
 No tears but those which Thou hast shed ! 
 No blood, but Thou hast spilt. 
 
 5 Think of Thy sorrows, dearest Lord, 
 
 And all my sins forgive : 
 Justice will well approve the word 
 That bids the sinner live. 
 
 Samiiel Stennett, 1787. 
 
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 1 Am I calPd? and can it be ! 
 Has my Saviour chosen me ? 
 Guilty, wretched as I am. 
 
 Has He named my worthless name ? 
 
 Vilest ot the vile am I, 
 
 Dare I raise my hopes so high ? 
 
 2 Am I caird ? I dare not stay, 
 May not, must not disobey ; 
 Here I lay me at Thy feet, 
 Clinging to the mercy-seat : 
 Thine I am, and Thine alone ; 
 Lord, with me Thy will be done. 
 
 3 Am I calPd ? what shall I bring, 
 As an offering to my King ? 
 Poor, and blind, and naked I, 
 Trembling at Thy footstool lie ; 
 Nought but sin I call my own, 
 Nor for sin can sin atone. 
 
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 Am I caird V an heir of God I 
 Wasli'd, rcdcem'd, by precious blood I 
 Father, lead me in Thy hand, 
 Guide me to that better land, 
 Where my soul shall be at rest, 
 Pillow'd on my Saviour's breast. 
 
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 1 Thou, from whom all goodness flows ! 
 
 I lift my soul to Thee ; 
 In all my sorrows, conflicts, woes, 
 Good Lord ! remember me. 
 
 2 When, on my groaning, burden'd heart, 
 
 My sins lie heavily ; 
 My pardon speak, new peace impart ; 
 In love remember me, 
 
 3 When trials sore obstruct my way, . 
 
 And ills I cannot flee, 
 Oh give me strength. Lord, as my day : 
 For good remember me. 
 
 4 Distressed with pain, disease, and grief, 
 
 This feeble body see ; 
 Grant patience, rest, and kind relief : 
 Hear and remember me. 
 
 5 If on my face for Thy dear name, 
 
 Shame and reproaches be. 
 All hail reproach, and welcome shame, 
 If Thou remember me. 
 
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 6 The hour is near, consign'd to death, 
 I own the just decree, 
 Saviour, with my last parting breath 
 I'll cry, Remember me ! 
 
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 Hoping in God. 
 
 8.7.4. 
 
 1 my soul, what means this sadness ? 
 
 Wherefore art thou thus cast down ? 
 Let thy griefs be turn'd to gladness, 
 Bid thy restless fears be gone : 
 
 Look to Jesus, 
 And rejoice in His dear name. 
 
 2 What though Satan's strong temptations 
 
 Vex and tease thee day by day ? 
 And thy sinful inclinations 
 Often fill thee with dismay ? 
 
 Thou shalt conquer. 
 Through the Lamb's redeeming blood. 
 
 3 Though ten thousand ills beset thee. 
 
 From without and from within ; 
 
 Jesus saith, He'll ne'er forget thee. 
 
 But will save from hell and sin ; 
 
 He is faithful 
 To perform His gracious word. , 
 
 4 Though distresses now attend thee. 
 
 And thou tread'st the thorny road ; 
 His right hand shall still defend thee. 
 Soon He'll bring thee home to God : 
 
 Therefore praise Him, 
 Praise the great Redeemer's name. 
 
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 5 Oh that I could now adore Him, 
 Like the heavenly host ahov^o, 
 Who for ever bow before Him, 
 And unceasing sing His love 1 
 
 Happy songsters : 
 When shall I your chorus join ? 
 
 John Fawcctty 1782. 
 
 
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 The almost Christian. 
 
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 1 Broad is the road that leads to death, 
 And thousands walk together there ; 
 But wisdom shows a narrower path. 
 With here and there a traveller. 
 
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 2 " Deny thyself and take thy cross," 
 Is the Redeemer's great command ; 
 Nature must count her gold but dross, 
 If she would gain the heavenly land. 
 
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 3 The fearful soul that tires and faints, 
 And walks the ways of God no more. 
 Is but esteem'd almost a saint, 
 And makes his own destruction sure. 
 
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 4 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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 173 Longing for a 2)ure Heart. CM. 
 
 1 Oh for a heart to praise my God, 
 
 A heart from sin set free ! 
 A heart that always feels Thy blood, 
 So freely spilt for me ! 
 
 2 A heart resign'd, submiss'vc, meek, 
 
 My great Redeemer's throne ; 
 Where only Christ is heard to .speak. 
 Where Jesus reigns alone : 
 
 3 A humble, lowly, contrite heart, 
 
 Believing, true, and clean ; 
 Which neither life nor death can part 
 From Him that dwells within : 
 
 4 A heart in every thought renewed, 
 
 And full of love divine ; 
 Perfect, and right, and pure, and good, 
 A copy, Lord, of Thine I 
 
 5 Thy nature, gracious Lord, impart ; 
 
 Come quickly from above ; 
 Write Thy new name upon my heart, 
 Thy new, best name of love. 
 
 Charles Wesley , 1742. 
 
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 1 Lord, I hear of showers of blessing j 
 Thou art scatt'ring full and free ; / 
 Showers, the thirsty land refreshing; - 
 Let some droppings fall on me — Even me. 
 
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 2 Pass mc not, God my Father ! 
 
 Sinful thougli my heart may be ; 
 Thou might' st leave me, but the rather 
 Let Thy mercy light on me ! — Even me. 
 
 3 Pass me not, O gracious Saviour ! 
 
 Let me live and cling to Thee ; 
 Oh, I'm longing for Thy favour : 
 Whilst Thou'rt calling,oh call me-Even 77ie. 
 
 4 Love of God — so pure and changeless ; 
 
 Blood of Christ — so rich, so free ! 
 Grace of God — so strong and boundless — 
 Magnify it all in me ! — Even ine, 
 
 5 Pass me not — Thy lost one bringing. 
 
 Bind my heart, O Lord, to Thee, 
 Whilst the streams of life are springing, 
 Blessing others, oh, bless me — Even me. 
 
 175 Holimsa and Grace. 
 
 1 So let our lips and lives express 
 The holy gospel we profess ; 
 So let our works and virtues shino, 
 To prove the doctrine all divine. 
 
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 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. 
 
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 3 Our flesh and sense must be denied, 
 Passion and anyyj lust and pride ; 
 
 Wliile justice, temperance, truth, and love. 
 Our inward piety approve. 
 
 4 The gospel bears our spirits up, 
 While we expect that blessed hope, 
 The bright appearance of the Lord ; 
 And faith stands leaning on His word. 
 
 Isaac WattSy 1709, a. 
 
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 Con/ormUy to Christ, 
 
 8.7. 
 
 Love divine all loves excelling, 
 
 Joy of heaven, to earth come down ; 
 Fix in us Thy humble dwelling, 
 
 All Thy faithful mercies crown ; 
 Jesus, Thou art all compassion ; 
 
 Pure, unbounded love Thou art ; 
 Visit us with Thy salvation 
 
 Enter every trembling heart. 
 
 Come, almighty to deliver. 
 
 Let us all Thy grace receive ; 
 Suddenly return, and never, 
 
 Never more, Thy temples leave ; 
 Thee we would be always blessing ; 
 
 Serve Thee as Thy hosts above ; 
 Pray, and Praise Thee, without ceasing ; 
 
 Glory in Thy perfect love, ■' ' 
 
CHRISTIAN EXPERIENCE. 
 
 Finish, then, Thy new creation, 
 
 Pure and spotless let us be ; 
 Let us r je Thy great salvation, ^ 
 
 Perfectly restored in Thee : 
 Changed from glory into glory, 
 
 Till in heaven we take our place, 
 Till we cast our crowns before Thee, 
 
 Lost in wonder, love, and praise ! 
 
 Charles Wesley ^ 171.7. 
 
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 The Heart given to God. 
 
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 1 Oh happy day, that fix'd my choice 
 On Thee, my Saviour, and my God ; 
 Well may this glowing heart rejoice, 
 And tell its raptures all abroad. 
 
 2 'Tis done ! the great transaction's done ; 
 I am my Lord's, and He is mine : 
 
 He drew me, and I follow'd on, 
 Charm'd to confess the voice divine. 
 
 3 Now rest, my long-divided heart ; 
 Fix'd on this blissful centre, rest : 
 With ashes who would grudge to part. 
 When call'd on angels' bread to feast? 
 
 4 High heaven, that heard the solemn vow, 
 That vow renew'd shall daily hear : 
 
 Till in life's latest hour I bow. 
 And bless in death a bond so dear. 
 
 Philip Doddridge^ 1755. 
 
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 Jesus, I my cross have taken, 
 
 All to leave, and follow Thee ; 
 Destitute, despised, forsaken ; 
 
 Thou, from hence, my all shalt be : 
 Let the world despise and leave me ; 
 
 They have left my Saviour too : 
 Human hearts and looks deceive me j 
 
 Thou art not, like them, untrue. 
 
 Man may trouble and distress me, 
 
 'Twill but drive me to Thy breast ; 
 Life with trials hard may press me, 
 
 Heaven will bring me sweeter rest. 
 Oh ! 'tis not in grief to harm me. 
 
 While Thy love is left to me ! 
 Oh ! 'twere not in joy to charm me, 
 
 Were that joy unmix'd with Thee ! 
 
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 3 Take, 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. 
 Soon shall close thy earthly mission, 
 
 Soon shall pass thy pilgrim days ; 
 Hope shall change to glad fruition. 
 
 Faith to sight, and prayer to praise. 
 
 Henry FraLncis Lyte, 1833. 
 
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 1 Jesus, spotless Lamb of God, 
 
 Thou hast bought me with Thy blood, 
 I would value nought beside 
 Jesus — Jesus crucified, 
 
 2 I am Thine, and Thine alone, 
 This I gladly, fully own ; 
 And, in all my works and ways. 
 Only now would seek Thy praise. 
 
 3 Help me to confess Thy name, 
 Bear with joy Thy cross and shame, 
 Only seek to follow Thee, 
 Though reproach my portion be. 
 
 4 When Thou shalt in glory come. 
 And I reach my heavenly home, 
 Louder still my lips shall own 
 I am Thine, and Thine alone. 
 
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 180 Let U8 not fall. L.M. 
 
 1 Lord, through the desert drear and wide. 
 Our erring footsteps need a guide ; 
 Keep us, oh keep us near Thy side. 
 
 Let us not fall. Let us not fall. 
 
 2 We have no fear that Thou shouldst lose 
 One whom eternal love could choose ; 
 But we would ne'er this grace abuse. 
 Let us not fall. Let us not fall. 
 
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 3 Lord, we are blind, and halt, and lame, 
 We have no strong-hold but Thy name : 
 Great is our fear to bring it shame. 
 
 Let us not fall. Let us not fall. 
 
 4 Lord, evermore Thy face we seek : 
 Tempted we are, and poor, and weak ; 
 Keep us with lowly hearts, and meek. 
 Let us not fall. Let us not fall. 
 
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 All Thy good work in us complete, 
 
 And seat us daily at Thy feet ; 
 
 Thy love. Thy words, Thy name, how sweet! 
 
 Let us not fall. Let us not fall. 
 
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 181 ^^^ ashamed of the Gospel, CM. 
 
 
 1 I'm not ashamed to own my Lord, 
 
 Or to defend His cause ; 
 Maintain the honour of His word, 
 The glory of His cross. 
 
 2 Jesus, my God I I know His name. 
 
 His name is all my trust ; 
 Nor will He put my soul to shame. 
 Nor let my hope be lost. 
 
 3 Firm as His throne His promise stands, 
 And He can well secure 
 What I've committed to His hands, 
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 Before His Father's face ; 
 And in the New Jerusalem 
 
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 Isaac Watts, 1700. 
 
 182 
 
 Holy Fortitude. 
 
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 1 Am I a soldier of the cross, 
 
 A follower of the Lamb ? 
 And shall I fear to own His cause, 
 Or blush to speak His name ? 
 
 2 Must I be carried to the skies. 
 
 On flowery beds of ease ; 
 While others fought to win the prize, 
 And sail'd through bloody seas ? 
 
 3 Are there no foes for me to face ? 
 
 Must I not stem the flood ? 
 Is this vile world a friend to grace. 
 To help me on to God ? 
 
 4 Sure I must fight if I would reign ; 
 
 Increase my courage, Lord ! 
 I'll bear the toil, endure the pain, 
 Supported by Thy word. 
 
 Isaac WattSj 1721. 
 
 183 "^ ^^^^ Soldier of Jesus Chrisi.^^ 7s. 
 
 . 1 Oft in sorrow, oft in woe, 
 
 Onward, Christians, onward go ; 
 Fight the fight, maintain the strife, 
 Strengthened with the bread of life. 
 
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 2 Let your drooping hearts be glad ; 
 March in heavenly armour clad : 
 Fight, nor think the battle long, 
 Soon shall victory tune your song. 
 
 3 Let not sorrow dim your eye, 
 Soon shall every tear be dry ; 
 
 L )t not fears your course impede, 
 Great your strength if great your need. 
 
 4 Onward, then, to glory move, 
 
 More than conquerors ye shall prove ; 
 Though oppressed by many a foe. 
 Christian soldiers, onward go. 
 
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 X 84 Stand up for Jesus, 
 
 1 Stand 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 He lead. 
 Till every foe is vanquish'd. 
 
 And Christ is Lord indeed. 
 
 2 Stand up ! Stand up for Jesus ! 
 
 The trumpet-call obey ; 
 Forth to the mighty conflict, 
 In this His glorious day ; 
 
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 Yc that arc men, now serve Him, 
 Against imnumber'd foes ; 
 
 Your courage rise with danger, 
 And strength to strength oppose. 
 
 3 Stand up ! Stand up for Jesus ! 
 
 Stand in H^*s 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. 
 
 4 Stand up ! Stand up for Jesus ! 
 
 The strife will not be long ; 
 This day the noise of battle, 
 
 The next the victor's song. 
 To him that overcometh 
 
 A crown of life shall be ; 
 He with the King of Glory 
 
 Shall reign eternally. 
 
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 185 ^^^ ^* all-sufficient. 
 
 1 Awake our souls, away our fears. 
 Let every trembling thought begone. 
 Awake, and run the heavenly race. 
 And put a cheerful courage on. 
 
 2 True, 'tis a straight and thorny road. 
 And mortal spirits tire and faint ; 
 But they forget the mighty God 
 That feeds the strength of every saint. 
 
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 3 Thee, mighty God, whose matchless power 
 Is ever new and ever young, 
 
 And firm endures, while endless years 
 Their everlasting circles run. 
 
 4 From Thee, 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 lov.e our souls shall fly. 
 Nor tire amidst the heavenly road. 
 
 Isaac Watts, 1709. 
 
 186 
 
 Christ our Strength, 
 
 L.M. 
 
 
 1 Let me but hear my Saviour say, 
 Strength shall be equal to thy day ! 
 Then I rejoice in deep distress, 
 Leaning on all-sufficient grace. 
 
 2 I glory in infirmity. 
 
 That Christ's own power may rest on me : 
 When I am weak, then am I strong, 
 Grace is my shield, and Christ my song. 
 
 3 I can do all things, or can bear 
 All sufferings, if my Lord be there : 
 Sweet pleasures mingle with the pains, 
 While His left hand my head sustains. 
 
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 And we attempt the worit alone, 
 When new temptations spring and rise, 
 We find how great our weakness is. 
 
 Isaac Watts, 1701). 
 
 187 Be of good Courage. S.M. 
 
 1 Your harps, ye trembling saints, 
 Down from the willows take : 
 
 Loud to the praise of love divine, 
 Bid every string awake. 
 
 2 Though in a foreign land, 
 We are not far from home ; 
 
 And nearer to our house above 
 We every moment come. 
 
 3 His grace will to the end 
 Stronger and brighter shine ; 
 
 Nor present things, nor things to come. 
 Shall quench the spark divine. 
 
 4 Blest is the man, God, 
 That stays himself on Thee ! 
 
 Who wait for Thy salvation, Lord, 
 Shall Thy salvation see. 
 
 Augustus M. Toplady, 1772. 
 
 188 The Christian encouraged. S.M. 
 
 1 Give to the winds thy fears ; 
 
 Hope, and be undismayed ; 
 Gk)d hears thy sighs, and counts thy tears : 
 God shall lift up thy head. 
 
 
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 2 Through waves, and clouds, and storms, 
 He gently clears thy way ; 
 
 Wait thou His time ; so shall the night 
 Soon end in joyous day. 
 
 3 When He makes bare His arm, 
 What shall His work withstand ? 
 
 When He His people's cause defends, 
 Who, who shall stay His hand ? 
 
 4 Thou scest our weakness. Lord, 
 Our hearts are known to Thee : 
 
 Oh lift Thou up the sinking hand, 
 Confirm the feeble knee I 
 
 Pmil Gerhanlt, 1650 ; 
 tr. hy John Wesley, 1730, a. 
 
 189 
 
 Confidence in God. 
 
 1 My spirit looks to God alone ; 
 My rock and refuge is His throne ; 
 In all my fears, in all my straits. 
 My soul on His salvation waits. 
 
 L.M. 
 
 2 Trust Him, ye saints, in all your ways, 
 Pour out your hearts before His face ; 
 When helpers fail, and foes invade, 
 Gfod is our all-sufficient aid. 
 
 Isaac Watts, 1719. 
 
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 1 Awake, my soul, stretch every nerve, 
 And press with vigour on ; 
 A heavenly race demands thy zeal. 
 And an immortal crown. , ~„ 
 
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 2 'Tis God's all-animating voice 
 
 That calls thee from on high ; 
 'Tis His own hand presents the prize 
 To thine aspiring eye. 
 
 3 xi cloud of witnesses around 
 
 Hold thee in full survey ; 
 Forgot the steps already trod, 
 And onward urge thy way. 
 
 4 Bless'd Saviour, introduced by Thee, 
 
 Have we our race begun ; 
 And crown'd with victory, at Thy feet 
 We'll lay our honours down. 
 
 Philip Doddridge^ 1755. 
 
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 The Bequest. 
 
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 1 Father, whate'er of earthly bliss 
 
 Thy sovereign will denies 
 Accepted at Thy throne of grace 
 Let this petition rise . 
 
 2 " Give me a calm, a thankful heaft, 
 
 From every murmin free ; 
 The blessings of Thy grace impart, 
 And make me live to Thee. 
 
CHRISTIAN EXPEUIENCE. 
 
 3 " Let the ^^wect hope that Thou art mine 
 My life and death attend : 
 Thy presence through my journey shine, 
 And crown my journey^s end." 
 
 Anne Steele, 17G0. 
 
 192 
 
 '' Give us Day hy Day our 
 daily Breads 
 
 1 Day by day the manna fell ; 
 Oh ! to learn this lesson well : 
 Still by constant mercy fed, 
 Give me, Lord, my daily bread. 
 
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 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 plann'd 
 To Thy wisdom I resign, 
 
 And would make Thy purpose mine. 
 
 4 Oh TO live exempt from care. 
 By the energy of prayer ; 
 Strong in faith, with mind subdued : 
 Yet elate with gratitude. 
 
 Josiah Conder, 1837. 
 
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 1 Who can praise the blessed God, 
 Like a sinner saved by grace ? 
 Angels cannot sing so loud, 
 Though they see Him face to face — 
 Sinless angels ne'er can know 
 What a debt saved sinners owe. 
 
 2 Where iniquity's forgiven, 
 There the grateful strains arise : 
 He who knows the love of heaven, 
 Sings the songs which grace supplies : 
 Precious songs of sins forgiven, 
 Sweetest melody of heaven. 
 
 Albert Midlane,U(j^. 
 
 194 '' What shall I render r CM. 
 
 1 For mercies countless as the sands 
 
 Which daily I receive 
 From Jesus' my Redeemer's hands, 
 My soul, what canst thou give ? 
 
 2 Alas I from such a heart as mine 
 
 What can I bring Him forth ? 
 My best is stain'd and dyed with sin ; 
 My all is nothing worth. 
 
 3 The best return for one like mc, 
 
 So wretched and so poor, 
 Is from His gifts to draw a plea, 
 And ask Him still for more. 
 
 
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 4 I cannot serve Him as I ought ; 
 No works have I to boast ; 
 Yet would I glory in the thought, 
 That I should owe Him most. 
 
 John Newton, 1770. 
 
 195 
 
 Sin(j^ yt Saints. 
 
 8.7. 
 
 1 Sing, ye saints, admire and wonder, 
 
 Jesu's matchless love adore : 
 Sing, for Sinai's awful thunder 
 Shall upon you burst no more. 
 
 2 Sing, in spite of Satan's lying ; 
 
 Sing, though sins are black and large : 
 Sing, for Jesus, by His dying, 
 Set you free from every charge. 
 
 3 Sing, though sense and carnal reason 
 
 Fain would stop the joyful song : 
 , Sing, and count it highest treason 
 For a saint to hold his tongue. 
 
 4 Sing ye loud, whose holy calling 
 
 Your election plainly shows ; 
 Sing, nor fear a final falling, 
 Jesu's love no changes knows. 
 
 5 Sing, for you shall heaven inherit, 
 
 Sing, and ne'er the song have done ; 
 Sing to Father, Son, and Spirit, 
 One in Three, and Three in One. 
 
 John Jlyland, 1775. 
 
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 1 Sing, ye redeemed of the Lord, 
 
 Your great Deliverer sing ; 
 Pilgrims for Zion's city boimd. 
 Be joyful in your King. 
 
 2 A hand divine shall lead you on, 
 
 Through all the bHssful road, 
 Till to the srxred mount you rise. 
 And see your smiling God. 
 
 3 There garlands of immortal joy 
 
 Shall bloom on every head, 
 While sorrow, sighing, and distress. 
 Like shadows, all arc fled. 
 
 4 March on in vour Redeemer's strength. 
 
 Pursue His footsteps still ; 
 And let the prospect cheer your eye. 
 While labouring up the hill. 
 
 Philip Doddridge y 1755. 
 
 197 Rejoicing in Hope, 
 
 1 Children of the heavenly King, 
 As ye journey, sweetly sing ; 
 Sing your Saviour's worthy praise. 
 Glorious in His works and ways. 
 
 2 We are travelling home to God, 
 In the way the fathers trod ; 
 They are happy now, and ye 
 Soon their happiness shall see. 
 
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 3 Oh ye banish'd seed, be glad ! 
 Christ our Advocate is made ; 
 Us to save, our flesh assumes, 
 Brother to our souls becomes. 
 
 4 Shout, ye little flock, and blest ! 
 You on Jesus' throne shall rest ; 
 There your seat is now prepared, 
 There your kingdom and reward. 
 
 John Cennicky 1742. 
 
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 Come, we that love the Lord, 
 And let our joys be known ; 
 Join in a song with sweet accoixl, 
 And thus surround the throne. 
 
 2 The sorrows of the mind 
 Be banish'd from the place : 
 
 Religion never was design'd 
 To make our pleasures less. 
 
 3 Let those refuse to sing- 
 That never knew our God ; 
 
 But favourites of the heavenly King 
 May speak their joys abroad, 
 
 4 The hill of Sion yields 
 
 A thousand sacred sweets, 
 Before we reach the heavenly fields, 
 Or walk the golden streets. 
 
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 5 Then let our songs abound, 
 And every tear be dry : 
 We're marching thro' Immanuel's ground 
 To fairer workls on high. 
 
 Isaac Wattity 1700. 
 
 199 Doubts scattered ; or Spiritual p ^n 
 
 Joy restored. 
 
 1 Hence from my soul, sad thoughts, begone, 
 
 And leave me to my joys ; 
 My tongue shall triumph in my God, 
 And make a joyful noise. 
 
 2 Darkness and doubts had veil'd my mind. 
 
 And drovvn'd my head in tears ; 
 Till sov'reign grace with shining rays 
 Dispeird my gloomy fears. ^ 
 
 3 Oh what immortal joys I felt, 
 
 And raptures all divine, 
 When Jesus told me, I was Ilis, 
 And my Beloved mine ! 
 
 4 In vain the tempter frights my soul, 
 
 And breaks my peace in vain ; 
 One glimpse, dear Saviour, of Thy face 
 Revives my joys again. 
 
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 1 'Tis religion that can give 
 Sweetest plcasiu'cs while we live ; 
 'Tis religion must supply 
 Solid comfort when wr. die. 
 
 2 After death its joys will be 
 Lasting tis eternity. 
 
 Be the living God my friend, 
 Then my bliss sliall never end. 
 
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 1 Behold what won(.hous grace 
 
 The Father hath bestow'd 
 On sinners of a mortal race, 
 To call them sons of God ! 
 
 2 A hope so much divine 
 May trials well endiu'c, 
 
 May purge our souls from sem;o and sin, 
 As Christ the Lord is pure. 
 
 3 If in my Fatl. >r's love 
 I shnre a filial part, 
 
 Send i >wn Thy Spirit, like a dove. 
 To res. upon my heart. 
 
 4 We would no longer lie 
 
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 My faith shall Abba Father cry, 
 And Thou the kindred own. 
 
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 The firm Foundation. 
 
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 1 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 
 
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 You who unto Jesus for refuge have fled ? 
 
 2 In every condition, — in sickness, in health, 
 In poverty's vale, or abounding in wealth ; 
 At home and abroad, on the land, on the sea, 
 '< As thy days may demand shall thy strength 
 
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 That soul, though all hell should endeavour 
 
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 2 Though dark be my way, since He is my 
 
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 'Tis mine to obey, 'tis His to provide ; [fail, 
 Though cisterns be broken, and creatures all 
 The word He has spoken shall surely prevail. 
 
 3 How bitter that cup no heart can conceive, 
 Which He drank quite up, that sinners might 
 
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 His way was much rougher and darker than 
 
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 Did Christ,my Lord,suffer,and shall I repine ? 
 
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 The bitter is sweet, the medicine is food ; 
 Though painful at present 'twill cease before 
 
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 And then, oh how pleasant the conqueror's 
 song ! 
 
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 1 Rejoice, believer, in the Lord, 
 
 Who makes your can^o liis own ; 
 The hope that's built upon His word 
 Can ne'er be overthrown. 
 
 2 Though many foes beset yoiu* road, 
 
 And feeble is your arm, 
 Your life is hid with Christ in God, 
 Beyond the reach of harm. 
 
 3 Weak as you are, you shall not fiiint ; 
 
 Or, fainting, shall not die ; 
 Jesus, the strength of every saint, 
 Will aid you from on high. 
 
 4 Though sometimes unperceived by sense. 
 
 Faith sees Him always near, 
 A guide, a glory, a defence ; 
 Then w^hat have you to fear ? 
 
 5 As surely as He overcame, 
 
 And triumph'd once for you : 
 So surely you that love His name 
 Shall triumph in him too. 
 
 John Newton, 1779. 
 
 205 " ^^^-^ ivoi'ds shall not pass j ,, 
 
 1 The moon and stars shall lose their light, 
 The sun shall sink in endless night ; 
 Both heaven and earth shall pass away ; 
 The works of nature all decay. 
 
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 Shall see the danger overpast, 
 Stand every storm, and live at last. 
 
 3 What Christ has said must be fulfilFd, 
 On this firm rock believers build ; 
 
 His word shall stand, His truth prevail, 
 And not one jot or tittle fail, 
 
 Joseph Hart, 1759. 
 
 206 
 
 The refiner sifMng by the 
 Fire. 
 
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 1 God's furnace doth in Zion stand ; 
 
 But Zion's God sits by, 
 As the refiner views his gold 
 With an observant eye. 
 
 2 His thoughts are high, His love is wise, 
 
 His wounds a cure intend ; 
 And, though He does not always smile, 
 He loves unto the end. 
 
 3 Thy love is constant to its line, ■' 
 
 Though clouds oft come between ; 
 Oh could my faith but pierce these clouds. 
 It might be always seen. 
 
 4 But I am weak, and forced to cry, 
 
 Take up my soul to Thee : 
 Then, as Thou art ever the same, 
 So shall I ever be. 
 
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 6 Then shall I ever, ever sing, 
 Whilst Thou dost ever shine : 
 I have Thine own dear pledge for this ; 
 Lord, Thou art ever mine. 
 
 John Maaon, 1C83. 
 
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 1 Afflicted soul, to Jesus dear. 
 
 Thy Saviour's gracious promise hear ; 
 
 His faithful word declares to thee 
 
 That, '< as thy day, thy strength shall be." 
 
 2 Let not thy heart despond, and say, 
 How shall I stand the trying day ? 
 He has engaged, by firm decree. 
 
 That, " as thy day, thy strength shall be." 
 
 3 Should persecution rage and flame. 
 Still trust in Thy Redeemer's name ; 
 In fiery trials thou slialt see 
 
 That, »' as thy day, thy strength shall be." 
 
 4 When call'd to bear the weighty cross, 
 Or sore affliction, pain, or loss. 
 
 Or deep distress, or poverty, 
 
 Still, <* as thy day, thy strength shall be." 
 
 5 When ghastly death appears in view, 
 Christ's presence shall thy fears subdue ; 
 He comes to set thy spirit free, 
 
 And^ "as thy day, thy strength shall be." 
 
 Joh7i Faivcett, 1782. 
 
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 Meditations. 
 
 1 When langoiir and disease invade 
 
 This trembling house of chiy, 
 'Tis sweet to look beyond the cage, 
 And long to fly away. 
 
 2 Sweet to look inward and attend 
 
 The whispers of His love ; 
 Sweet to look upward to the place 
 Where Jesus pleads above. 
 
 3 Sweet to look back and see my name 
 
 In life's fair book set down ; 
 Sweet to look forward and behold 
 Eternal joys my own. 
 
 4 Sweet to reflect how grace divine 
 
 My sins on Jesus laid ; 
 Sweet to remember that His blood 
 My debt of sufferings paid. 
 
 5 If such the sweetness of the stream, 
 
 What must the fountain be, 
 Where saints and angels draw their bliss 
 Immediately from Thee ! 
 
 Augustus M. Toplady, 1780. 
 
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 1 Wait, my soul, upon the Lord, 
 To His gracious promise flee. 
 Laying hold upon His w^ord, 
 " As thy day, thy strength shall be." 
 
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 2 If the sorrows of tliy case 
 Scorn peculiar still to thee, 
 God has promised needful grace, 
 ''As thy day, thy strength shall be.'' 
 
 3 Days of trial, days of grief, 
 
 In succession thou niay'st see ; 
 
 This is still thy sweet relief, 
 
 <'As thy day, thy stre*igth shall be." 
 
 4 Ilock of Ages, I'm secure 
 Witli Thy promise full and free, 
 Faithful, positive and sure : 
 
 " As thy day, thy strength shall be." 
 
 Jladting*^ Spiritual Sunfjs, lo33. 
 
 210 
 
 Jo}/ under Lo^i^ies. 
 
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 1 "What though no flowers the lig-tree clothe, 
 
 Though vines their fruit deny, 
 The labour of the olive fail, 
 And fields no meat supply : 
 
 2 Though from the fold, with sad surprise, 
 
 My Hock cut off I see ; 
 Though famine pine in empt}^ stalls, 
 Where herds were wont to be : 
 
 3 Yet in the Lord will I be glad, 
 
 And glory in His love ; 
 In Him I'll joy, who will the God 
 Of my salvation prove. 
 
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 4 God is tho troaFiire of my soul ; 
 The Ronrco of lasting joy ; 
 A joy whicli want shall not impair. 
 Nor dcatli itself destroy. 
 
 Williuni Cameron, 1781. 
 
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 1 Abido with mo ; fast falls the cvcn-tido ; 
 Tho darkness deepens ; Lord with me abide ; 
 AVhen other hcl})crs fail, and comforts flee, 
 Help of the helpless, abide with me. 
 
 2 Swift to its close ebbs out life's little day ; 
 Earth's joys «;row dim, its ^lories pass away ; 
 Change and decay in all around I sec ; 
 
 Thou Who changest not, abide with me. 
 
 .'5 I 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, Lord, abide with me. 
 
 4 I foar 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? 
 
 1 triumph still, if Thou abide with me. 
 
 5 Hold Thou Thy cross before my closin,:^ eyes ; 
 Shine through the gloom, and point mo to the 
 
 skies ; 
 
 Heaven's morning breaks, and earth's vain sha- 
 dows flee , 
 
 In life, in death, Lord, abide with me. Amen. 
 
 
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 Welcoming the Cross. 
 
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 'Tis my happiness below 
 
 Not to live without the cross, 
 But tlic Saviour's power to know. 
 
 Sanctifying every loss : 
 Trials must and will befall ; 
 
 Hut, with humble faith to see 
 Love inscribed upon them all — 
 
 This is happiness to me. 
 
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 Of aniictioUj pain, and toil ; 
 These spring up and choke the weeds 
 
 Which would else o'erspread the soil : 
 Trials make the promise sweet; 
 
 Trials give new life to ])rayer ; 
 Trials bring me to His feet, 
 
 Lay me low and keep me there. 
 
 Did I meet no trials here, 
 
 No chastisement by the way, 
 Might I not, with reason, fear 
 
 I should prove a cast-away ? 
 Bastards may escape Die rod, 
 
 Sunk in earthly vain delight ; 
 But the true-born child of God 
 
 Must not, would not, if he might. 
 
 WilUam Coivper, 1779. 
 
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 The grateful Review, 
 
 L.M. 
 
 1 Thus far my God hath led mo on, 
 
 And mado His truth and mercy known ; 
 My hopes and fears alternate rise, 
 And comforts mingle with my sighs. 
 
 2 My soul, with various tempests toss'd, 
 Her hopes o'crturn'd, her projects croas'd, 
 Sees every day new straits attend, 
 
 And wonders where the scene will end. 
 
 \\ 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 wiklerness below ? 
 
 4 'Tis even so, Thy faithful love 
 
 Doth thus Thy children's graces prove ; 
 'Tis thus our pride and self must fall. 
 That Jesus mav be all in all. 
 
 John Fawcett, 1782. 
 
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 1 Clouds and darkness round about Thee 
 
 For a season veil Thy face. 
 Still I trust, and cannot doubt Tliee, 
 
 Jesus full of truth and grace ; 
 Kesting on Thy words I stand. 
 None shall pluck me from Thy hand. 
 
CHRISTIAN EXPERIENCE. 
 
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 2 Oh, rebuke me not in anger ! 
 
 Suffer not my faith to tail ! 
 Let not pain, temptation, langour, 
 
 O'er my struggling heart prevail ! 
 Plolding fast Thy word I stand, 
 None sliall pluck me from Thy hand 
 
 3 In my heart Thy v/ords i cherish, 
 
 Though unseen Thou still art near 5 
 Since Thy sheep shall never perish, 
 
 What have I to do with feai- ? 
 Trusting in Thy word I stand, 
 None shall pluck me from Thy liand. 
 
 Charlotte Elliott, IS'M. 
 
 215 
 
 The favoured Saint. 
 
 8.7.4. 
 
 1 Gracious Lord, my heart is fixed, 
 Sing I will, and sing of Thrie, 
 Since the cup that justice mixed, 
 Thou hast drank, and drank for me 
 
 Great Deliverer ! 
 Thou hast set the prisoner Iree. 
 
 Many were the chains that bound me, 
 But the Lord has loosed them all ; 
 
 Arms of mercy now surround me, 
 Favours these, nor few nor small 5 
 
 Saviour, keep me ! 
 Keep Thy servant lest he fall. 
 
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 3 When the world would bid me leave Thee, 
 Telling me of shame and loss, 
 Saviour, guard mo, lest I grieve Thee, 
 Lest I cease to love Thy cross : 
 
 This is treasure ! 
 All the rest I count 1)ut dross. 
 
 Thomas Kelhi, ISOO. 
 
 216 
 
 Union to Chri<sf. 
 
 S.M, 
 
 1 Dear Saviour, I am Thine 
 Jjy everlasting bands ; 
 
 My name, my heart, I would resign ; 
 My soul is in Thy hands. 
 
 2 To Thee I still wouid cleave 
 With ever-growing zeal : 
 
 If millions tempt me Christ to leave, 
 The)^ never shall prevail. 
 
 3 His Spirit shall ivnite 
 
 My soul to liim my Plead : 
 Shall form me to llis image bright, 
 And teach His path to tread. 
 
 4 Death may my soul divide 
 From this abode of clay ; 
 But love shall keep me near Thy side 
 Through all the gloomy way. 
 
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 5 Since Christ cand wc arc one, 
 
 Why should wc doubt or fear ? 
 If He in heaven hath fix'd His throne, 
 He'll fix His members there. 
 
 Philip Doddrkhje, 1755. 
 
 217 
 
 Sweet Communion. 
 
 CM. 
 
 1 I would commune with Thee, my God ; 
 E'en to Thy seat I come : 
 I leave my joys^ I leave my sins^ 
 And seek in Thee my home. 
 
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 2 I stand upon tlie mount of (lod, 
 
 With sTuilight in my soul ; 
 I hear the storms in vales beneatli 
 I hear the thumh^rs roll : 
 
 3 But I am calm with Thee, my God 
 Beneath these glorious slvies ; 
 
 And to the heights on wdiich I stand, 
 Nor storms nor clouds can rise. 
 
 4 Oh, this is life ! Oh, this is joy, 
 My God, to find Thee so ; 
 Thy face to see. Thy voice to hear. 
 And all Thy love to know. 
 
 George Burden Biibier, 1856. 
 
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 Retirement and Meditation. 
 
 L.M. 
 
 1 My God, permit me not to be 
 
 A stranger to myself and Thee ; 
 Amidst a thousand thoughts I rove, 
 Forgetful of my highest love. 
 
 2 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? 
 
 3 Call me away from iesh and sense ; 
 One sovereign word can draw me thence ; 
 I would obey the voice divine, 
 
 And all inferior joys resign. 
 
 Tmac Watts, 170*.). 
 
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 219 
 
 When wilt Thou come ? 
 
 CM. 
 
 1 When wilt Thou come unto me, Lord? 
 
 Oh come, my Lord, most dear ! 
 Come near, come nearer, nearer still, 
 I'm blest when Thou art near. 
 
 2 When wilt Thou come unto me, Lord ? 
 
 I languish for the sight ; 
 Ten thousand suns when Thou art hid, 
 Are shades instead of light. 
 
 3 When wilt Thou come unto me. Lord ? 
 
 Until Thou dost appear, 
 I count each moment for a day, 
 Each minute for a year. 
 
CHRISTIAN EXPERIENCE. 
 
 4 There's no such thing as pleasure here; 
 My Jesus is my all, 
 As Thou dost shine or disappear, 
 My pleasures rise or fall. 
 
 Thomas Shepherd, 1692. 
 
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 Noi}e hut Jesus. 
 
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 1 Oh might this worthless heart of mine 
 
 The Saviour's temple he I 
 Emptied of every love hut Thine, 
 And shut to all but Thee ! 
 
 2 I long to find Thy presence there, 
 
 I long to sec Thy face ; 
 Almighty Lord, my heart prepare 
 The Saviour to embrace. 
 
 A ugustus M. Toplady, 1759. 
 
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 Take my heart. 
 
 8.7.4. 
 
 1 Look upon me, Lord, I pray Thee, 
 Let Thy Spirit dwell in mine ; 
 Thou hast sought me, Thou lias bought me, 
 Only Thee to know I pine. 
 
 Let me find Thee ! 
 Take my heart, and own me Thine !^^ 
 
 
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 2 Nought I ask for, nought I strive for, 
 But Thy grace so rich and free ; 
 That Thou givest whom Thou lovcst, 
 And who truly cleave to Thee. 
 
 Let me find Thee, 
 He hath all things who hath Thee. 
 
 Joachim Neander, 1G73 ; 
 tr. by Catherine Winkioorth, 1858, a. 
 
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 1 To Thee, dear, dear Saviour ! 
 My spirit turns for rest, 
 My peace is in Thy favour, 
 My pillow on Thy breast. 
 
 7.6. 
 
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 2 Though all the world deceive me, 
 I know that I am Tiiine, 
 And Thou wilt never leave me,' 
 blessed Saviour, mine. 
 
 3 Thou whose mercy found me, 
 From bondage set me free. 
 And then for over bound me, 
 With threefold cords to Thee. 
 
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 4 for a heart to love Thee 
 More truly as I ought, 
 And nothing place above Thee, 
 In deed, or word, or thought. 
 
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 5 Oh for that choicest blessing 
 Of living in Thy love, 
 And thus on earth possessing 
 The peace of heaven above. 
 
 John S. B. Monscll, 18G3. 
 
 pOQ ^' They saw no Man^ save Jesus J^ S.M- 
 
 1 O patient, spotless One ! 
 
 Our hearts in meekness train, 
 To bear Thy yoke, and learn of Thee, 
 That we may rest obtain. 
 
 2 Jesus ! Thou art enough 
 The mind and heart to illl ; 
 
 Thy life to calm the anxious .soul, 
 Thy love its fear dispel. 
 
 3 Oh fix our earnest gaze, 
 So wholly. Lord, on Thee, 
 
 That with Thy beauty occupied. 
 We elsewhere none may sec. 
 
 Hymns for the Children of God, 1851. 
 
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 poured forth, ''^ 
 
 1 Jesus, the very thought of Thee 
 With sweetness fills my breast 
 Bat sweeter far Thy face to see, 
 And in Thy presence rest. 
 
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 2 Nor voice can sing, nor heart can frame, 
 
 Nor can the memory find, 
 A sweeter sound than Thy blest name, 
 Saviour of mankind ! 
 
 3 Oh, hope of every contrite heart ! 
 
 Oh, joy of all the meek ! 
 To those who fall, bow kind Thou art! 
 How good to those who seek ! 
 
 4 But what to those who find ? Ah ! this 
 
 Nor tongue nor pen can show ; 
 The love of Jesus — what it is, 
 None but His loved ones know. 
 
 5 Jesus, our only joy be Thou, 
 
 As Thou our crown wilt be ; 
 Jesus, be Thou our glory now. 
 And through eternity. 
 
 Bernard of Clair vaux, 1153; 
 tr. by Edward Caswall, 1849. 
 
 851. 
 
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 We love Jim for Iliiiiaelf. S.M. 
 
 Blest be Thy love, dear Lord, 
 That taught us this sweet way, 
 Only to love Thee for Thyself, 
 And for that love obey. 
 
 2 O Thou, our souls' chief hope ! 
 We to Thy mercy fly ; 
 Where'er we are, Thou canst protect, 
 AVhate'er we need, supply. 
 
CHRISTIAN EXPERIENCE. 
 
 3 Whether we sleep or wake, 
 To Thee we both resign ; 
 
 By night we see, as well as day, 
 If Thy light on us shine. 
 
 4 Whether we live or die, 
 Both we submit to Thee ; 
 
 In death we live, as well as life. 
 If Thine in death we be. 
 
 John Austbiy IGGS. 
 
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 1 Love divine, how sweet Thou art! 
 When shall I find my willing heart 
 
 All taken up by Thee ? 
 I thirst, I faint, I die to prove 
 The greatness of redeeming love, 
 
 The love of Christ to mc'- ! 
 
 2 God only knows the love of God : 
 Oh 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. 
 
 3 Oh that I could for ever sit 
 With Marv 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. 
 
 CAaWcs TTcsZe?/, 1740. 
 
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 227 
 
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 He IV ill keep vs. 
 
 8.7.4. 
 
 Saviour ! through the desert k^ad us ; 
 
 Without Tlieo we cannot go : 
 Thou from cruel chains hast freed us, 
 
 Thou hast laid the tyrant low : 
 Let Thy presence 
 
 Cheer us all our journey thvougli. 
 
 2 With a price Thy love has hought us ; 
 ^ Saviour ! what a love is Thine! 
 Hitherto Thy power lias brought us ; 
 Power and love in Thee combine ! 
 
 Lord of glory ! 
 Ever on Thy household shine ! 
 
 Thom(if< KeUiL 1809. 
 
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 ^' To lire is Chrid^ and 
 to die is GainJ^ 
 
 1 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. 
 
 2 Fountain of o'erllowing grace, 
 Freely from Thy fullness give ; 
 Till I close my earthl}^ race. 
 May I prove it, " Christ to liveJ^ 
 
 3 Firmly trusting in Thy blood, 
 Nothing shall my heart confound ; 
 Safely I shall pass the flood, 
 Safely reach ImmanuePs ground. 
 
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 4 When I touch the blessed shore, 
 Back the closing waves shall roll ; 
 Death's dark stri^am shall never more 
 Part from Thee mv ravish'd soul. 
 
 
 Thus, oh thus, an entrance give 
 To the land of cloudless sky ! 
 Having known it, " Christ to live," 
 Let me know it, <' Gain to diep 
 
 Ralph Wardlaw, 1817. 
 
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 ChriM divelU in Heaven^ hut 
 
 L.M. 
 
 vifiits I[i,i Saint.'i on Earth. 
 
 1 My best-beloved keeps His throne 
 On hills of light, in worlds unknown ; 
 But He descends and shows His face 
 In the young gardens of His grace. 
 
 2 He has engross'd my warmest love ; 
 No earthly charms my soul can move : 
 I have a mansion in His heart, 
 
 Nor death nor hell shall make us part. 
 
 3 He takes my soul ere I'm aware, 
 And shows me where His glories are ; 
 No chariot of Aminadab 
 
 The heavenly rapture can describe. 
 
 4 Oh, may my spirit daily rise 
 
 On wings of faith above the skies. 
 Till death shall make my last remove, 
 To dwell for ever with my love. 
 
 Isaac Watts, 1709. 
 
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 Not ashamed of Jenus. 
 
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 1 Jesus ! and shall it ever be? 
 
 A mortal man ashamed of Thee ! 
 Ashamed of Thee, whom angels praise, 
 Whose glories shine thro' endless da3^s. 
 
 2 Ashamed of Jesus ! sooner far 
 Let evening blush to own a star ; 
 lie sheds the beams of light divine 
 O'er this benighted soul of mine. 
 
 3 Ashamed of Jesus ! just as soon 
 Let midnight be ashamed of noon : 
 'Tis midnight with my soul, till He, 
 P>right Morning Star, bid darkness floe. 
 
 4 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. 
 
 5 AshauKid of Jesus ! yes, I may, 
 When I've no guilt to wash away ; 
 No tear to wipe, no good to erave, 
 No fears to quell, no soul to save. 
 
 G Till then — nor is my boasting vain — 
 Till then I boast a Saviour slain ! 
 And oh, may this my glory be. 
 That Christ is not ashamed of me ! 
 
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 1 Glorious things of thee are spoken, 
 
 Zion, City of our God !. 
 He whose word cannot be broken, 
 
 Form'd thee for His own abode : 
 On the Rock of Ages founded, 
 
 What can shake thy sure repose ? 
 AVith salvation's walls surrounded, 
 
 Thou may'st smile at all thy foes. 
 
 2 See ! the streams of living waters, 
 
 Springing from eternal love, 
 Well supply thy son^ and daughters, 
 
 And all fear of want remove : 
 Who can faint while su(^h a river 
 
 Ever flows their thirst t' assuage? 
 Grace which, like the Lord, the giver. 
 
 Never fails from age to age. 
 
 3 Kound each habitation hovering, 
 
 See the cloud and fire appear I 
 For a glory and a covering, 
 
 Showing that the Lord is near : 
 Thus deriving from their banner 
 
 Light by night and shade by day. 
 Safe they feed upon the manna 
 
 Which He gives them when thoy pray. 
 
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 1 Zion stands ])y liilLs surrounded, 
 Zion kept by power divine ; 
 All her foes shall bo confounded, 
 Though the world in arms combine: 
 
 Happy Zion ! 
 What a favour'd lot is thine ! 
 
 2 Ev(a'^ human tie may perish ; 
 
 Friend to friend unfaithful prove ; 
 
 Mothers cease their own to cherish ; 
 
 Heaven and earth at last remove ; 
 
 But no changes 
 Can attend Jehovah's love. 
 
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 3 Zion's Friend in nothing alters, 
 Though all others may and do ; 
 His is love that never falters, 
 Always to its object true. 
 
 Happy Zion ! 
 Crown'd with mercies ever new 
 
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 4 If thy God should show displeasure, 
 'Tis to save, and not destroy ; 
 If He punish, 'tis in measure ; 
 'Tis to rid thee of alloy. 
 
 Be thou patient ; 
 Soon thy grief shall turn to joy. 
 
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 5 In the furnace God may prove thee, 
 
 Thence to bring thee torth more bright ; 
 But can never cease to love thee ; 
 Thou art precious in His siglit : 
 
 God is with thee, 
 God thine everlasting light. 
 
 Thomas Kelly, 1809. 
 
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 Felloio Citizens ivith the 
 Saints. 
 
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 1 Happy the souls to Jesus join'd, 
 
 And saved by grace alone : 
 Walking in all Plis ways, they find 
 Their heaven on earth begun. 
 
 2 The church triumphant in Thy love, 
 
 Their mighty joys we know : 
 Thei/ sing the Lamb in hymns above, 
 And ive in hymns below. 
 
 3 Thee, in Thy glorious realm, they praise, 
 
 And bow before Thy throne ; 
 We in the kingdom of Thy grace ; 
 The kingdoms are but one. 
 
 4 The holy to the holiest leads ; 
 
 From thence our spirits rise ; 
 And he that in Thy statutes treads, 
 Shall meet Thee in the skies. 
 
 Charles Wesley, 1745. 
 
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 Saints on Earth and in 
 Heaven. 
 
 1 Id. one fraternal bond of love, 
 One fcllowsliip of mind, 
 The saints below and saints above 
 Their bliss and glory find. 
 
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 2 Here, in their house of pilgrimage, 
 Tliy statutes are their song ; 
 There, through one bright, eternal age, 
 Thy praises they prolong. 
 
 3 Lord, may our union form a part 
 Of that thriee happy whole, 
 Derive its pulse from Thee, the heart, 
 
 Its life from Thee, the soul. 
 
 James Montgomery^ li525. 
 
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 Chr:4ians one Family. 
 
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 1 Lord, we all look up to Thee, 
 As one flock, one family : 
 
 May all strife between us cease, 
 As we love Thee, Prince of P<?aee. 
 
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 2 Make us of one heart and mind, 
 Gentle, meek, forgiving, kind, 
 Lowly both in thought and word, 
 Like Thyself, beloved Lord. 
 
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 3 Lot lis for each other care ; 
 Each the other's burden bear 
 Each to each by love endear ; 
 One in faith, and liope, and fear. 
 
 4 Free from all that hearts di\ide, 
 Let us thus in Thee abide ; 
 
 All the depths of love express, 
 All the heights of holiness. 
 
 CharlcH Wesleih 1740 ; 
 Thomas Davis, 1801. 
 
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 Far as Tliv name is known, 
 
 Tlie world declares Thv ]>raise ; 
 
 Thy saints, O Lord, before Thy throne 
 Tlieir sonjrs of honour raise. 
 
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 With joy Thy people stand 
 
 On Zion's chosen hill, 
 rroclaim the wonders of Thy hand, 
 
 And counsels of Thy will. 
 
 3 I^et strangers walk around 
 
 The city where we dwell, 
 Survey with care Thine holy ground. 
 And mark the building well. 
 
 4 The 01 der of Thy house. 
 
 The worship of Thy court, 
 The cheerful songs, the solemn vows. 
 And make a fair report. 
 
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 5 How decent, and how wise ! 
 How glorious to behold ! 
 Beyond the pomp that charms the eyes, 
 And rites adorned with gold. 
 
 Isaac Watts, 1709. 
 
 WORSHIP. 
 
 237 I*nblic Worship. S.I A. 
 
 1 Hail, ye days of solemn meeting ! 
 
 Hail, ye days of praise and prayer ! 
 Far from earthly scenes retreating, 
 In yonr blessings we would share : 
 
 Sacred seasons, 
 In your blessings we would share. ' 
 
 2 Be Thou near us, blessed Saviour, 
 
 Still at morn and eve the same ; 
 Give us faith that cannot waver, 
 Kindle in us heaven's own llame : 
 
 Blessed Saviour, 
 Kindle in us heaven's own flame. 
 
 3 When the fervent prayer is glowing, 
 
 Sacred Spirit, hear that prayer ; 
 When the joyous song is flowing, 
 Let that song Thine impress bear : 
 
 Sacred Spirit, 
 Let that song Thine imj)rcss bear. 
 
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 4 Angel-bunds ! those scenes frequenting, 
 Often may your praises wake ; 
 Oft may joy o'er souls repenting, 
 From your harps melodious break : 
 
 Oft may anthems 
 From your harps melodious break. 
 
 American UyriiUy 1840. 
 
 238 
 
 Divine Worthij^>. 
 
 8.7.4. 
 
 1 In Thy name, 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. 
 
 2 While our days on earth are lengthen'd. 
 
 May we give them, Lord, to Thee ; 
 Cheer'd by hope, and daily strengthen'd, 
 May Ave run, nor weary be : 
 
 Till Thy glory. 
 Without clouds in heaven we see. 
 
 3 There in worship, purer, sweeter, 
 
 All Thy people shall adore ; 
 Tasting of enjoyment greater, 
 • Than they could conceive before ; 
 Full enjoyment ; 
 Full, unmix'd, and evermore. 
 
 Thmnas Kelly, 1815. 
 
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 239 "^^^ Place where Jesus lay. L.M. 
 
 1 Come, happy souLs, adore the Lamb, 
 Who loved onr race ere time began, 
 Who vciPd His Godhead in our chiy. 
 And in the humble manger lay. 
 
 2 To Jordan's stream the Spirit led, 
 
 To mark the path His saints should tread, 
 With joy they trace the sacred way, 
 To see the place where Jesus lay. 
 
 3 Baptized by John in Jordan's wave, 
 The Saviour left His watery grave ; 
 Heaven own'd the deed, approved the way, 
 And bless'd the place where Jesus lay. 
 
 4 Come, all who love His precious name ; 
 Come, tread His steps and learn of Him ; 
 Happy beyond expression they 
 
 Who find the place where Jesus lay. 
 
 Thomas Baldivin, 1843 
 
 240 ^^^^^ Believer constrained by the ^ ^ 
 Love of Christ tofolloio Him. 
 
 1 Dear Lord, and will Thy pardoning love 
 Embrace a wretch so vile ? 
 Wilt Thou my load of guilt remove, 
 And bless me with Thy smile ? 
 
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 2 Hast Thou for me the cross endured, 
 
 And all the shame despised? 
 And shall I be ashamed, O Lord, 
 With Thee to be baptized ? 
 
 3 Didst Thou the great example lead, 
 
 In Jordan's swelling flood ? 
 And shall my pride disdain the deed 
 That's worthy of my God? 
 
 4 Dear Lord, the ardour of Thy love 
 
 Reproves my cold delays ; 
 And now my v/illing footsteps move 
 In Thy delightful ways. 
 
 John Felloioa, 1773, a. 
 
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 241 
 
 1 In all my Lord's appointed ways, 
 
 My journey I'll pursue ; 
 ''Hinder me not," ye much-loved saints. 
 For I must go with you. 
 
 2 Through floods and flames, if Jesus lead, 
 
 I'll follow where He goes ; 
 " Hinder me not," shall be my cry, 
 Though earth and hell oppose. 
 
 . 3 Through duty, and through trials too 
 
 I'll go at His command ; 
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 And whon my Saviour calls me home 
 
 Still this my cry shall bo, 
 ^' Hinder me not," come, welcome death, 
 
 I'll gladly go with Thee. 
 
 John Rylnnd, 1773, n. 
 
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 1 Jesus, mighty King in Zion ! 
 
 Thon alone our guide shall be; 
 Thy commission we rely on, 
 
 We would follow none but Thee 
 
 2 As an emblem of Thy passion 
 
 And Thy victory o'er the grave. 
 
 We who know Thy great salvation, 
 
 Are l)a])tized beneath the wave. 
 
 3 Fearless of the world's despising. 
 
 We the ancient path pursue ; 
 Buried with our Lord, arising 
 To a life divinely new, 
 
 John Fe.Uowf^-, 177:^, a. 
 
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 8.7.4 
 
 1 Hast Thou said, exalted Jesus, 
 Take Thv cross and follow Me ? 
 Shall the. word with terror seize us, 
 Shall wf from the burden flee? 
 
 • -liord, 111 take it, 
 And rejoicing, follow Thee, 
 
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 2 Wliilc the liquid tomb surveying 
 
 Emblem of my Saviour's grave ; 
 Shall I shun its brink, betraying 
 Feelings worthy of a slave j 
 
 No 1 I'll enter, 
 Jesus entrr d Jordan's wave. 
 
 3 Sweet tlio sign that thus reminds me, 
 
 Saviour, of Thy love to me ; 
 Sweeter still the love that binds me 
 In its deathless bond to Thee. 
 
 Oh, what pleasure 
 lUn'ied with my Lord to be ! 
 
 1 Should it rend some fond connexion, 
 Should I suiter shame or loss, 
 Yet the fragrant, blest reilection, 
 I have been where Jesus was, 
 
 Will revive me 
 WJien I faint ben'^ith the cross. 
 
 5 Fellowship with Him possessing, 
 Let me die to all around, 
 So I rise t' enjoy the blessing 
 Kept for tliose in Jesus found. 
 
 When th' archangel 
 Wakes the sleeper under ground. 
 
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 1 Bread of heaven ! on Thee I feed, 
 For Thy flesh is meat indeed ; 
 Ever may my soul be fed 
 
 With this true and living broad ; 
 Day by day with strength supplied, 
 Through the life of Him who died. 
 
 2 Vine of Heaven 1 Thy blood supplioK 
 This blest cup of sacrifice ; 
 
 'Tig Thy wounds my healing give ; 
 To Thy cross I look and live. 
 Thou my life I Oh, let me be 
 Rooted, grafted, built on Thee. 
 
 , Josiah Cornier, 1824. 
 
 245 
 
 Enjoyment of Christ. 
 
 L.M. 
 
 1 Far from my thoughts, vain world, begone, 
 Let my religious hours alone ; 
 
 Fain would my eyes my Saviour see ; 
 I wait a visit. Lord, from Thee. 
 
 2 My heart grows warm with holy fire, 
 And kindles with a pure desire ; 
 Come, my dear Jesus, from above. 
 And feed my soul with heavenly love. 
 
 3 Bless'd Jesus, what delicious fare ! 
 How sweet Thy entertainments are ! 
 Never did angels taste above 
 
 .Redeeming grace, and dying love. 
 
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 4 Hail^ great Immanuel, all divine ! 
 In Tlieo Thy Father's glories shine ; 
 Thou brightest, sweetest, fairest One, 
 That eyes have seen, or angels known 
 
 Isaac Watts, 1709. 
 
 REVIVALS. 
 
 246 ^^^^ Presence of God demed. L.M. 
 
 1 Thou the hope of Israel's host, 
 
 Their strength, their helper, and their boast ; 
 How oft their Saviour Thou hast been. 
 In times of trouble and* of sin ! 
 
 2 And have not we beheld Thy face ? 
 Thy visits crown' d the means of grace ; 
 Oh come «//«m, indulgent Lord, 
 With all the joy Thy smiles afford. 
 
 3 Enter our hearts, Kedeemer blest, 
 Enter, thou ever-honour'd Guest ; 
 Enter, and make our hearts Thine own. 
 Thy house, Thy temple, and Thy throne. 
 
 4 And stay, not only for a night, 
 To bless us with a transient sight ; 
 
 But with us dwell, through time, — and then 
 In heaven for evermore. — Amen. 
 
 Rippon*8 Selection J 1829. 
 
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REVIVALS. 
 
 8.7.4. 
 
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 of Blessing.'^ 
 
 1 '' Showers of blessing," gracious promise, 
 
 From the God who rules on high ; 
 From the everlasting Father, 
 He who will not, cannot lie. 
 
 Showers of blessing, 
 He has promised from the sky. 
 
 2 '' Showers of blessing," joyful showers, 
 
 Making every heart rejoice ; 
 Come, ye saints, and plead the promise, 
 liaise in faith the suppliant voice ; 
 
 showers of blessing, ^ 
 Oh, let nothing less suffice ! 
 
 Albert Mtdlane, 1865. 
 
 248 Revival nought. S.M. 
 
 1 Revive Thy work, O Lord, 
 Thy mightj^ arm make bare ; 
 
 Speak with the voice that wakes the dead, 
 And make Thy people hear. 
 
 2 Revive Thy work, Lord, 
 Disturb this sleep of death. 
 
 Quicken the smouldering embers now, 
 By Thine almighty breath. 
 
 3 Revive Thy work, Lord, 
 Create soul-thirst for Thee, 
 
 And hungering for the bread of life, 
 Oh may our spirits be ! 
 
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 Exalt Thy precious name ; 
 And, by the Holy Ghost, our love 
 For Thee and Thine inflame. 
 
 249 
 
 Prayer for a Revival, 
 
 8.7.4. 
 
 1 Saviour, visit Thy plantation ; 
 
 Grant us, Lord, a gracious rain ! 
 All will come to desolation, 
 Unless Thou return again : 
 
 Lord, revive us. 
 All our Melp must come from Thee ! 
 
 2 Keep no longer at a distance. 
 
 Shine upon us from on^high. 
 Lest, for want of Thine assistance. 
 Every plant should droop and die. 
 
 Lord, kc. 
 
 3 Surely, once Thy garden flourished, 
 
 Every part look'd gay and green ; 
 Then Thy word our spirit nourish'd, 
 Happy seasons we have seen ! 
 
 Lord, &c. 
 
 4 But a drought has since succeeded. 
 
 And a sad decline we see ; 
 Lord, Thy help is greatly needed, 
 Help can only come from Thee. 
 
 Lord, &c. 
 
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 5 Dearest Saviour, hasten hither, 
 
 Thou canst make them bloom again ; 
 Oh permit them not to wither, 
 Let not all our hopes be vain. 
 
 Lord, &c. 
 
 6 Let our mutual love be fervent, 
 
 Make us prevalent in prayers ; 
 Let each one esfceem'd Thy servant 
 Shun the world's bewitching snares. 
 
 Lord, &c. 
 
 7 Break the tempter's fatal pow^r. 
 
 Turn the stony heart to flesh ; 
 And be'gin, from this good hour 
 To revive Thy work afresh. 
 
 Lord, revive us, 
 All our help must come from Thee. 
 
 John Netvton^ 1779 ; 
 John Rylaiidyjun., 1787. 
 
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 Praise for a Revival, 
 
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 1 Fount of everlasting love ! 
 
 Rich Thy streams of mercy are—: 
 Flowing purely from above, 
 Beauty marks their course afar. 
 
 2 Lo, Thy church, Thy garden now 
 
 Blooms beneath the heavenly shower ! 
 Sinners feel, and melt, and bow : 
 Mild, yet mighty, is Thy power. 
 
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 3 God of grace, before Thy throne 
 
 Here our warmest thanks we brine: 
 Thine the glory — Thine alone : 
 Loudest praise to Thee we sing. 
 
 4 Hear, O hear, our grateful song ; 
 
 Let Thy Spirit still descend ; 
 Roll the tide of grace along, 
 
 Widening, deepening, to the end. 
 
 Ji. Palmer. 
 
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 1 Arm of the Lord, awake, awake ! 
 Thy power unconquerable take ; 
 
 Thy strength put on, assert Thy mighty 
 And triumph in the dreadful fight, 
 
 2 Why dost Thou tarry, mighty Lord ? 
 Wliy slumbers in its sheath Thy sword ? 
 Oh, rouse Thee, for Thine hohour's sake ; 
 Arm of .the Lord, awake, awake! , 
 
 3 Behold, what numbers still withstand 
 Thy sovereign rule and just command, 
 Reject Thy grace. Thy threats despMc, 
 And hurl defiance at the skies. 
 
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 4 Haste then, but come not to destroy ; 
 Mercy is Thine, Thy crown, Thy joy ; 
 Their hatred quell, their pride remove, 
 But melt with grace, subdue with love. 
 
 5 Why dost Thou from the conquest stay ? 
 Why do Thy chariot wheels delay ? 
 Lift up Thyself ; helPs kingdom shake ; 
 Arm of the Lord, awake, awake ! 
 
 Henry March, 1839. 
 
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 Consecration to the Work. 8's & 7's. 
 
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 1 While the heralds of salvation 
 
 God's abounding grace proclaim. 
 Let His friends of every station 
 Gladly join to spread His name . 
 
 2 May His kingdom be promoted ; 
 
 May the world the Saviour know 
 Be my all to Him devoted ; 
 To my Lord my all I owe. 
 
 3 Praise the Saviour, all ye nations ; 
 
 Praise Him, all ye hosts above ; 
 Shout, with joyful acclamations, 
 His divine, victorious love. 
 
 Select Hymns. 
 
 OPvO Awake J arm of the Lord. L.M. 
 
 1 Arm of the Lord I awake ! awake ! 
 Put on Thy strength, the nations shake : 
 And let the world, adoring, see 
 Triumphs of mercy wrought by Thee. 
 
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 2 Say to the heatheiij from Thy throne, 
 *' I am Jehovah, God alone 1 " 
 
 Thy voice tlieir idols shall confound, 
 And cast their altars to the ground. 
 
 3 Let Zion's time of favour come : 
 Oh bring the- tribes of Israel home : 
 And let our \vonderin*r eyes behold 
 Gentiles and Jews in Jesus' fold. 
 
 4 Almighty God ! Thy grace proclaim 
 In every clime of every name ; 
 
 Let adverse powers before Thee fall. 
 And crown the Saviour, Lord of all. 
 
 William Shri'bs<^l(' 
 
 254 
 
 The Church awakened. 
 
 CM. 
 
 1 Daughter of Zion, from the dust 
 
 Exalt thy fallen head; 
 Again in thy Redeemer trust, 
 He calls thee from the dead. 
 
 2 Arise, Lord! send forth Thy word, 
 
 Thy faithful heralds call ; 
 And while the gospel trump is heard, 
 Let Satan's bulwarks fall. 
 
 3 Breathe forth, wind, and to new birth 
 
 Quicken the bones of death ; 
 Regenerate this wither'd earth, 
 Give to the dying breath. 
 
 Josiak CondeVy 1866. 
 
MISSIONS. 
 
 255 ^^^^ ^^^^ ^^^^^^ Heathen for Help. 7.6. 
 
 1 From Greenland's icy mountains, 
 
 From India's coral strand, 
 Where Afric's sunny fountains 
 
 Roll down their golden sand ; 
 ITrom 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 strewn ; 
 The heathen in his blindness, 
 
 Bows down to wood and stone. 
 
 3 Can we, whose souls are lighted 
 
 With wisdom from on high, 
 Can we, to men benighted, 
 
 The lamp of life deny ? 
 Salvation, oh salvation. 
 
 The joyful sound proclaim ; 
 Till each remotest nation 
 
 Has learnt 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 ; 
 
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 Till o'er our ransomed nature, 
 The Lamb for sinners slain, 
 
 Redeemer, King, Creator, 
 In bliss returns to roign. 
 
 Ungiiiald Ileber, 1823. 
 
 256 
 
 Arise J God! 
 
 S.M. 
 
 1 Lord our God, arise ; 
 
 The cause of truth maintain. 
 And wide o'er all the peopled world 
 Extend her blessed reign. ^f>' 
 
 2 Thou Prince of life, arise, 
 Nor let thy glory cease ; 
 
 Far spread the conquests of Thy grace. 
 And bless the earth with peace ! 
 
 3 Thou, Holy Ghost, arise, ^ 
 Expnad Thy quickening wing, 
 
 And o'er a dark and rum'd world 
 Let light and order spring. 
 
 4 All on the earth arise. 
 To God the Saviour sing ! 
 
 From shore to sliore, from earth to heaven, 
 Let echoing anthems ring ! 
 
 lialph Wardlaw, 1817. 
 
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 257 Longing for the Spread of 
 
 the Gospel, 
 
 8.7.4. 
 
 1 O'er the gloomy hills of darkness, 
 Look, my soul, he still and gaze ; 
 All the promises d^f travail 
 With a glorious day of grace : 
 
 Blessed jubilee, 
 Let thy glorious morning dawn ! 
 
 2 Let the Indian, let the Negro, 
 Let the rude Barbarian see 
 That divine and glorious conquest 
 Once obtain'd on Calvary ; 
 
 Let the Gospel 
 Loud resound from jx)lc to pole. 
 
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 3 F'ly 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. 
 
 William Williams y 1772, a. 
 
 
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 258 I'jvcntng rrayer Meeting. S.M. 
 
 1 Now from tlio worlil withdrawn, 
 For intercourse with Thee, 
 
 May each, Lord, before Thy throne, 
 From earthly cares be free. 
 
 2 Possess our every thouglit, 
 And teach our minds to pray : 
 
 Help us to worship as we ought, 
 And thus conclude the day. 
 
 3 Our strengtli may vtQ renew, 
 And lift our hearts above, 
 
 That, while life's journey we pursue, 
 We still may walk in love. 
 
 4 Then, in our latter end, 
 
 When death shall close our eyes, 
 Thy mercy will our souls attend. 
 And bear them to the skies. 
 
 John Buhner, 1835. 
 
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 Prayer described. 
 
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 1 Prayer is the soul's sincere desire, 
 Utter'd or unexprcss'd ; 
 The motion of a hidden fire, 
 That trembles in the breast, 
 
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 2 Prayer is the burden of a sigh, 
 
 The fa. ling of a tear ; 
 The upward ghmcing of an eye, 
 When none but GocT is near. 
 
 3 Prayer is the simplest form of speech 
 
 That infant lips can try ; 
 Prayer the sublimcst 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. 
 
 5 Prayer is the contrite sinner's voice, 
 
 Returning from his ways ; 
 While angels in their songs rejoice. 
 And cry, '« Behold he prays !" 
 
 6 Thou, by whom we come to God, 
 
 The life, the truth, the way ! 
 The path of prayer Thyself hast trod : 
 TiOrd ! teach us how to pray. 
 
 James Montgomery ^ 1819. 
 
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 The Throne of Grace. 
 
 S.M. 
 
 1 Behold the throne of grace ! 
 The promise calls me near, 
 There Jesus shows a smiling face, 
 And waits to answer prayer. 
 
PRAYER. 
 
 2 My soul, a8k what thou wiH, 
 Thou canst not be too bold ; 
 
 Since Hi8 own blood for thoe He si)ilt, 
 What elee can He withhold ? 
 
 3 Thine image, Lord, bestow, 
 Thy presence and Thy love ; 
 
 I ask to serve Thee here below. 
 And reign with Thee above. 
 
 4 Teach me to live by faith, 
 Conform my will to Thine ; 
 
 Let me victorious be in death, 
 And then in glory shine. 
 
 John liewton, 1779. 
 
 1 Come, my soal, thy suit prepare, 
 Jesus loves to answer prayer ; 
 He Himself has bid thee pray. 
 Therefore will not say thee nay. 
 
 2 Thou art coming to a King, 
 Large petitions with thee bring ; 
 For His grace 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 sinners spilt, 
 Set my conscience free from guilt. 
 
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 4 Tiord ! I come to Thee for rest, 
 'J'ako possession of my breast: 
 
 There Thy blood-bought right maintain, 
 And without a rival reign. 
 
 5 While I am a pilgrim here, 
 Let Thy love my spirit cheer ; 
 
 As my Guide, my Guard, my Friend, 
 Lead me to my journey's end. 
 
 Joh7i Newton ^ 1779. 
 
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 A Blessing requested. 
 
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 1 Lord, we come before Thee now, 
 At Thv feet we humblv bow ; 
 Oh, do not our suit disdain ; 
 
 Shall we seek Thee, Lord, in vain ? 
 
 2 In Thy own appointed way. 
 Now we seek Thee, here wo stay ; 
 Lord, from hence we would not go, 
 Till a blessing Thou bestow. 
 
 3 Send some message from Thy Word, 
 That may joy and peace afford ; 
 Let Thy Spirit now impart 
 
 Full salvation to each heart. 
 
 4 Grant that those who seek may lind 
 Thee a God supremely kind ; 
 Heal the sick, the captive free, 
 
 Let us all rejoice in Thee. 
 
 William Hammond, 1745, a. 
 
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 Met again in Jesus' name, 
 At His feet we humbly bow : 
 He is evermore the same, 
 Lo, He waits to meet us now ! 
 
 In Eis name, if two or three 
 Meet, and for His mercy call, 
 There, the Saviour says, I'll be 
 In the midst to bless you all. 
 
 You shall never ask in vain. 
 Though your number be but few ; 
 Firm the promise doth remain, 
 Lo, I always am with you. 
 
 Saviour, we believe Thy word, 
 Calmly wait the promised grace : 
 Spirit of our risen Lord, 
 Holy Spirit, fill the place. 
 
 Johi Pyer, 1867. 
 
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 / will pray. 
 
 L.M. 
 
 I will approach Thee — I will force 
 My way through obstacles to Thee j 
 To Thee for strength will have recourse. 
 To Thee for consolation flee I 
 
 Oh cast me, cast me not away, 
 
 From Thy dear presence, gracious Lord I 
 
 My burden at Thy feet I lay : 
 
 My soul reposes on Tny word. 
 
 Charlotte Elliott, 1834. 
 
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 265 Jesus present with Two 
 
 or Three, 
 
 1 '< Where two or three, with sweet accord, 
 Obedient to their sovereign Lord 
 
 Meet to recount His acts of grace, 
 And offer solemn prayer and praise : 
 
 2 '' There," says the Saviour, " will I bo. 
 Amid this little company j 
 
 To them unveil my smiling face. 
 And shed my glories round the piace." 
 
 3 We meet at Thy command, dear Lord, 
 Relying on Thy faithful word : 
 
 Now send Thy Spirit from above. 
 Now fill our hearts with heavenly love. 
 
 Samuel Stennett, 1787. 
 
 266 Pleading for Prayer. Ts, 
 
 1 Lord, our waiting spirits bow, 
 In Thy blessed presence now : 
 May the Holy Spirit be 
 
 Now our power to wait on Thee. 
 
 2 Power, C Lord, for power we cry ! 
 Grant us each a rich supply, 
 That our longing souls may be 
 Fully satisfied by Thee. 
 
 3 Sweet the solemn hour of prayer, 
 Sweet to feed on heavenly fare, 
 Now let such our portion be, 
 Saviour, waiting upon Thee. 
 
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 1 We come, blest Jesus, to Thy throne, 
 
 To open all our grief; 
 Now send Thy promised mercy down, 
 And grant us quick relief. 
 
 2 Ne'er didst Thou say to Jacob's seed, 
 
 '' Seek ye My face in vain ; " 
 And canst Thou now deny Thine aid, 
 When burden'd souls complain ? 
 
 3 The same Thy power, Thy love the same] 
 
 Uinnoved the promise shines ; • 
 
 Eternal truth surrounds Thy name, 
 And guards the precious lines. 
 
 4 Though Satan rage, and flesh rebel, 
 
 And unbelief arise, 
 Well wait around Ilis footstool still, 
 For Jesus hears our cries. 
 
 James Boden, 1777. 
 
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 Sweet Hour of Prayer. 
 
 L.M. 
 
 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 snare 
 By thy return^ sweet hour of prayer. 
 
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 Sweet hour of prayer I sweet hour of priycr ! 
 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 w^ord and trust His grace^ 
 I'll cast on Him my evej y care, 
 And wait for thee, sweet iiour of prayer ! 
 
 Sweet hour of prayer ! sweet hour of prayer ! 
 
 May I thy consolation share ; 
 
 Till, from Mount Pisgah's lofty height, 
 
 I view my home, and take my flight : 
 
 This robe of flesh I'll drop, and rise 
 
 To seize the everlasting prize ; 
 
 And shout, while passing through the air, 
 
 Farewell, farewell, sweet hour of prayer. 
 
 Sacred Sony a. 
 
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 Let US Pray. 
 
 8.7, 
 
 1 Let us pray ! the Lord is willing 
 
 Ever waiting, prayer to hear j 
 Heady, His kind words fulfilling, 
 Loving hearts to help and cheer. 
 
 2 Let us pray ! our God with blessing 
 
 Satisfies the praying soul ; 
 Bends to hear the heart's confessirig, 
 Moulding it to His control. 
 
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 Vex, and trouble, and dismay 5 
 Precious grace through Christ abounding 
 Still shall cheer us on our way. 
 
 4 Let us pray ! our life is praying ; 
 
 Prayer with time alone may cease 
 Then in heaven, God's will obeying, 
 Life is praise and perfect peace. 
 
 Henry Bateman, 1862. 
 
 270 
 
 Dioine aid in Prayer. 
 
 H.M. 
 
 1 Thou that hearest prayer, 
 
 And teachest how to pray, 
 Our grovelling hearts prepa)'e 
 
 To wing their heavenward way ; 
 High as thy mercy-seat to rise, 
 f And there pour out their earnest cries. 
 
 2 Too oft, when faith is weak. 
 
 We fear our prayers are vain ; 
 The blessings which we seek, 
 
 We scarcely hope to gain ; 
 Our wants appear to mount too high ; 
 Our hopes, o'erborne with sorrow, die. 
 
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 271 
 
 Peace at the Mercij-scat . 
 
 L.ai. 
 
 1 From every stormy wind that blows, 
 From every swelling tide of woes. 
 There is a calm a safe retreat j 
 
 "Tis found beneath the mercy-seai. 
 
 2 There is a place where Jesus sheds 
 The oil of gladness o'er our heads ! 
 A place, than all beside more sweet, 
 It is the blood-stained mercy-seat. 
 
 3 There is a spot where spirits blend, 
 Where friend holds fellowship with friend ; 
 Though sunder' d far, by faith we meet 
 Around our common mercy-seat. 
 
 4 There, there on eagle- wings we soar, 
 And time and sense seem all no more, 
 And heaven comes down our souls to greet, 
 And glory crowns the mercy-seat. 
 
 Hugh Stowell, 1882. 
 
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 1 If 'tis sweet to mingle where 
 Christians meet for social prayer — 
 If 'tis sweet with them to raise 
 Songs of holy joy and praise — 
 Passing sweet that state must be 
 Where they meet eternally. 
 
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 2 Saviour, may these meetings prove 
 Preparations for above ; 
 While we worship in this place. 
 May we go from grace to grace, 
 Till we, each in his degree, 
 Meet for endless glory be. 
 
 Ingram Cohbin, 1828. 
 
 273 
 
 Joi/ in Heaven over a Repenting j ^t 
 i^iinner. 
 
 1 Who can describe the joy? that rise, 
 Tlirough all the courts of Paradise, 
 To see a prodigal return, 
 
 To see an heir of glory born ? 
 
 2 With joy the Father doth approve 
 The fruit of His eternal love ; 
 
 The Son with joy looks down, and sees 
 The purchase of his agonies. 
 
 The Spirit takes delight to view 
 The holy soul He form'd anew : 
 And saints and angels join to sing 
 The growing empire of their King. 
 
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 For a Blessing, 
 
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 As the dew, from heaven distilling, 
 Gently on the grass descends. 
 
 Richly unto all fulfilling 
 What Thy providence intends ; 
 
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PRAYER. 
 
 So may truth, divine and gracious, 
 To our waiting spirits prove ; 
 
 Bless and make it efficacious 
 In the children of Thy love ! 
 
 2 Lord, behold this congregation ; 
 
 All Thy promises fulfil ; 
 From Thy holy habitation, 
 
 Let the dew of life distil : 
 Let our cry come up before Thee, 
 
 Sweetest influence slied around ; ^ 
 So Thy people shall adore Thee, 
 
 And confess the joyful sound. 
 
 W. S. Du Sautoy'8 Selection, 181S; 
 John Bulitter, 1835. 
 
 Save our Children. 
 
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 275 
 
 1 God of mercy, hear our prayer 
 
 For the children Thou hast given j 
 Let them all Thy blessings share, 
 Grace on earth, and bliss in heaven ! 
 
 2 In the morning of their days 
 
 May their hearts be dra\tn to Thee ; 
 Let them learn to lisp Thy praise 
 In their earliest infancy. 
 
 276 Parent's Pleading. L.M. 
 
 1 Father of all, before Thy throne, 
 Grateful but anxious parents bow : 
 Look in paternal mercy dowii, 
 And yield the boon we ask Thee now. 
 
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 2 'Tis not for wealth, or joys of earth, 
 (3r life prolong' d we seek Thy face j 
 'Tis for a new and heavenly birth, 
 'Tis for the treasures of Thy grace. 
 
 3 'Tis for their souls' eternal joy, 
 For rescue from the coming woe ; 
 Do not our earnest suit deny, 
 We cannot, cannot let Thee go. 
 
 lUppon's Selection, 1844. 
 
 THE NEW YEAR. 
 
 277 
 
 Grateful Recollections. 
 
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 1 Come, thou fount of every blessing, 
 
 Tune my heart to sing Thy grace, 
 Streams of mercy, never ceasing. 
 
 Call for songs of loudest praise. 
 Teach me some melodious sonnet. 
 
 Sung by flaming tongues above ; 
 Praise the mount — oh fix me on it. 
 
 Mount of God's unchanging love. 
 
 2 Here I raise my Ebenezer ; 
 
 Hither by Thine help I'm come ; 
 And I hope, by Thy good pleasure. 
 Safely to arrive at home. 
 
NEW TEAR. 
 
 Joftus sought me when a stranger, 
 Wandering from the fold of God ; 
 
 lie, to rescue me from danger, 
 Interposed His precious blood. 
 
 '» Oh 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, 
 Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it ; 
 
 Prone to leave the God I love — 
 Here's my heart, oh take and seal it, 
 ' iSeal it from Thy courts above. 
 
 Selhia, Countess of Huntingdon, 17G0. 
 
 Another Year 
 
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 278 
 
 1 Father of mercies ! God of love ! 
 Whose kind compassion still we prove. 
 Our praise accept, and bless us here, 
 As brought to this — another year. 
 
 2 We sing Thy goodness all divine, 
 Whose radiant beams around us shine ; 
 'Tis through Thy goodness we appear 
 T^reserved to this — another year. 
 
 3 Our souls, our all we here resign ; 
 Make us, and keep us ever Thine ; 
 And grant that in Thy love and fear 
 We may begin — another year. 
 
 
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 4 Be this ouv sweet oxperionce still, ■ 
 To know and do Tliino holy will ; 
 Then, shall our souls withj'oy sincere 
 Bless Thoe for this — another year. 
 
 5 Still, Lord, through life Thy love display, 
 And then in death's approaching day, 
 We'll joyful part with all that's hero. 
 Nor wish on earth — another year. 
 
 Samuel Medley , 1789. 
 
 Goodness nought. 
 
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 279 
 
 1 Great God, we sing that mighty hand, 
 By which supported still w^e stand : 
 The opening year Thy mercy shows ; 
 Let mercy crown it, till it close. 
 
 2 By day, by night, at liome, abroad, 
 Still are we guarded by oui* God : 
 By His incessant bounty fed, 
 
 By His unerring counsel led. 
 
 3 With grateful hearts the pa^t we own ; 
 The future, all to us unknown, 
 
 We to Thy guardian care commit. 
 And peaceful leave before Thy feet. , 
 
 4 In scenes exalted or depress' d, 
 Thou art our joy, and Thou our rest ; 
 Thy goodness all our hopes shall raise, 
 Adored through all our changing days. 
 
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 5 When d .aih shall interrupt these songs. 
 And seal hi silence mortal tongues, 
 < )ur helper, God, in whom we trust. 
 In better worlds our souls shall boast. 
 
 Philip Doddi'idgc, 1755. 
 
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 (lo(Vs help received. 
 
 L.M 
 
 1 My helper God ! I bless His name : 
 The samellis power, His grace the same; 
 The tokens of His friendly care 
 Open, and crown, and close the year. 
 
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 2 1, 'midst ten thousand dangers, stand, 
 Supported by His guardian hand ; 
 And see, when I survey my ways, 
 Ten thousand monuments of praise. 
 
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 3 Thus far His arm hath led me on ; 
 Thus far I make His mercy known ; 
 And, while I tread this desert land, 
 New mercies shall new songs demand. 
 
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 8hall raise one sacred pillar more : 
 Then bear, in His bright courts above, 
 Inscriptions of immortal love. 
 
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 1 I my Ebenezer raise * 
 
 To my kind Kedeemer's praise ; 
 With a grateful heart I own 
 Hitherto Thy help I've known. 
 
 2 What may be my future lot 
 Well I know concerns me not ; 
 This should set my heart at rest, 
 What Thy will ordains is best. 
 
 3 I my all to Thee resign ; 
 Father, let Thy will be mine : 
 May but all Thy dealings prove, 
 Fruits of Thy paternal love. 
 
 4 Guard me. Saviour, by Tliy power, 
 Guard me in the trying hour : 
 
 Let Thy unremitted care 
 
 Save me from the lurking snare. 
 
 5 Let my few remaining days 
 Be directed to Thy praise ; 
 So the last, the 'Josing scene. 
 Shall be tranquil and serene. 
 
 6 To Thy will I leave the rest. 
 Grant me but this one request, 
 Both in life, and death to prove 
 Tokens of Thy special love. 
 
 John Fawcettf 1782. 
 
 
NEW YEAR. 
 
 232 Shortness and Uncertahitf/ 
 
 of Life. 
 
 1 While with ceaseless course the feuu 
 Kolls along the passing year, 
 Many soub their race have run, 
 Never more to meet us here. 
 
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 2 Fix'd in an eternal state, 
 They have done with all below ; 
 We a little longer wait, 
 But how little — none can know. 
 
 3 Swiftly thus our fleeting days 
 Bear us down life's rapid stream I 
 Upwards, Lord, our spirits raise ; 
 All below is but a dream. 
 
 4 Bless Thy word to young and old ; 
 Fill us with a Saviour's love ; 
 And when life's short tale is told, 
 May wo dwell with Thee above. 
 
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 8.7.4. 
 
 1 Guide me, O Thou great Jehovah, 
 
 Pilgnm thro' ^his barren land ; 
 I am weak, but Thou art mighty, 
 Hold me with Thy powerful hand j 
 
 Bread of heaven ! 
 Feed me now and evermore. 
 
 2 Open now the crystal fountain 
 
 Whence the healing streams do flow j 
 Let the tiery cloudy pillar, 
 
 Lead me alTmy journey through : 
 
 Strong Deliverer ! 
 Be Thou still my strength and shield. 
 
 3 When I tread the verge of Jordan, 
 
 Bid my anxious fears subside ; 
 Death of deaths, and hell's destruction, 
 Land me safe on Canaan's side ; 
 
 8ongv9 of praises , 
 
 I will ever give to Thee. 
 
 WUUam Williams, 1773, 
 
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 284 Victory over Death. CM. 
 
 1 O for an overcoming faith 
 To cheer my dying hours ; 
 To trium]3h o'er the monster Death, 
 And all his frightful powers ! 
 
 
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 2 Joyful, with all the strength I have, 
 
 My quivering lips should sing, 
 Where is thy boasted victory, Grave ? 
 And Where's the monster's sting? 
 
 3 If sin be pardon' d, I'm secure ; 
 
 Death hath no sting beside : 
 The law gives sin its damning power ; 
 But Christ, my ransom, died. 
 
 4 Now to the God of victory 
 
 Immortal thanks be paid, 
 Who makes us conquerors w^hile we die, 
 Through Christ our living head. 
 
 Isaac Warn, 1709. 
 
 285 
 
 Vict on/ over Death. 
 
 P.M. 
 
 Vital spark of heavenly flamej 
 Quit, oh quit this mortal frame ! 
 Trembling, hoping, lingering, flying. 
 Oh the pain, the bliss of dying! 
 Cease, fond natm'e^ cease thy strife. 
 And let me languish into life. 
 
 ) Hark i they whisper : angels say, 
 Sister spirit, come away, 
 What is this absorbs me quite — 
 Steals my senses — shuts my sight — 
 Drowns my spirit — draws my breath ? 
 
 Tell me, my soul, can this be death ? 
 
 
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 The world recedes ; it disappears ! 
 Heaven opens on my eyesl my ears 
 
 With sonnds seraphic ring ; 
 Lendj lend your wings! I mount! I fly! 
 grave, where is thy victory ? 
 
 O death, where is thy sting ? 
 
 Alexander Page, 1720. 
 
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 286 
 
 1 Why do we mourn departing friends, 
 
 Or shake at death's alarms ? 
 'Tis hut the voice that Jesus sends 
 To call them to his arms. 
 
 2 Why should We tremble to convey 
 
 Their bodies to the tomb ? 
 There the dear flesh of Jesus lay, 
 And left a long perfume, 
 
 3 The graves of all His saints He bless'd, 
 
 And soften'd every bed : 
 Where should the dying members rest, 
 But with the dying Head? 
 
 4 Thence He arose, ascending high, 
 
 And show'd our feet the way ; 
 Up to the Lord our flesh shall fly, 
 At the great rising day. 
 
 5 Then let the last loud trumpet sound, 
 
 And bid our kindred rise ; 
 Awake, ye nations, under ground ; 
 Ye saints, ascend the skies. -^ ^ - 
 
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 287 " Blessed are the Bead that 
 
 die m the Lord." 
 
 1 Hear what the voice from Heaven proclaims 
 
 For all the pious dead, 
 Sweet is the savour of their names, 
 And soft their sleeping bed. 
 
 2 They die in Jesus, and are bless'd ; 
 
 How kind their slumbers are ! 
 From sufferings and from sins released, 
 And freed from every snare. 
 
 3 Far from this world of toil and strife, 
 
 They're present with the Lord : 
 The labours of their mortal life 
 End in a large reward. 
 
 Isaac Waits, 1709. 
 
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 " Behold^ He Cometh^ 
 
 L.M. 
 
 1 The time draws nigh when from the clouds 
 Christ shall with shouts descend, 
 
 And the last trumpet's awful voice 
 The heavens and earth shall rend. 
 
 2 Then they who live, shall changed be, 
 And they who sleep shall wake ; 
 
 The graves shall yield their ancient charge, 
 And earth's foundations shake. 
 
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 3 The saints of God, from death set freej 
 With joy shall mount on high ; 
 
 The heavenly hosts with praises loud 
 Shall meet them in the sky. 
 
 4 Together in their Father's house 
 With joyful hearts they go, 
 
 And dwell for ever with the Lord, 
 Beyond the reach of woe. 
 
 ' ■ • Michael Bruce y 1708. 
 
 289 
 
 The Final Victory. 
 
 CM. 
 
 1 When the last trumpet's awful voice 
 
 This rending earth shall shake, — 
 When opening graves shall yield their charge, 
 And dust to life awake. — 
 
 2 Those bodies that corrupted fell 
 
 Shall incorrupted rise. 
 And mortal forms shall spring to life 
 Immortal in the skies. 
 
 3 Behold, what heavenly prophets sung 
 
 Is now at last fulfilled — 
 That death should yield his ancient reign, 
 And vanquished, quit the field. 
 
 4 Let Faith exalt her joyful voice, 
 
 And thus begin to sing : 
 " Grave, where is thy triumph now ? 
 And where, Death, thy sting ? " 
 
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 290 '^ ^^^^^ arise, 
 
 1 My life's a shade, my days 
 Apace to death decline ; 
 My Lord is Life, He'll raise 
 My dust again, even mine. 
 
 Sweet truth to me ! 
 I shall arise, 
 And with these eyes 
 My Saviour see. 
 
 2 My peaceful grave shall keep 
 My bones till that sweet day ; 
 I wake from my long sleep 
 And leave my bed of clay. 
 
 Sweet truth to me ! 
 I shall arise. 
 And with these eyes 
 My Saviour see. 
 
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 3 My Saviour's angels shall 
 Their golden trumpets sound, 
 At whose most welcome call 
 My grave shall be unbound. 
 
 Sweet truth to me ! 
 
 I shall arise, 
 
 And with these eyes r 
 
 My Saviour see. 
 
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 291 " ^^^ ^^^^ ^^^^ ^^^ Lordy S.M. 
 
 1 " For ever with the Lord I" 
 Amen ! so let it be ! 
 
 Life from the dead is in that word, 
 ^Tis immortality ! 
 
 2 Here in the body pent, 
 Absent from Him I roam, 
 
 Yet nightly pitch my moving tent 
 A day's march nearer home. 
 
 3 My Father's house on high. 
 Home of my soul ! how near, 
 
 At times, to faith's foreseeing eye. 
 Thy golden gates appear 1 
 
 4 Ah I then my spirit faints 
 To reach the land I love, 
 
 The bright inheritance of saints, 
 Jerusalem above I 
 
 5 " For ever with the Lord !" 
 Father, if 'tis Thy will, . 
 
 The promise of tha' faithful word, 
 Even here to me fulfil. 
 
 6 That resurrection word. 
 That shout of victory. 
 
 Once more, " For ever with the Lord !" 
 Amen — so let it be ! 
 
 James Montgomery, 1835. 
 
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 1 This is not my place of resting, 
 
 Mine's a city yet to come ; [ (^ ■ '" 
 
 Onward to it I am hasting 
 
 On to my eternal home. 
 
 2 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 pass'd away. 
 
 3 There the Lamb, our Shepherd leads us, 
 
 By the streams of life along, 
 
 On the freshest pastures feeds us, 
 
 Turns our sighing into song. 
 
 4 Soon we pass this desert dreary, 
 
 Soon we bid farewell to pain : 
 Never more are sad or weary, 
 Never, never sin again ! 
 
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 1 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. 
 
 2 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. 
 
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 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 mark'd 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. 
 
 Isaac Watts, 1709. 
 
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 The sight of God and 
 Christ in Heaven, 
 
 L.M. 
 
 1 Descend from heaven. Immortal Dove, 
 Stoop down and take us on Thy wings, 
 And mount and bear us far above 
 
 The reach of these inferior things ! 
 
 2 Oh for a sight, a pleasing sight, * . 
 Of our Almighty Father's throne I 
 There sits our Saviour crown'd with light, 
 Clothed in a body like our own. 
 
 3 Adoring saints around Him stand, 
 
 And thrones and powers before Him fall ; 
 The God shines gracious through the Man, 
 And sheds sweet glories on them all. 
 
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 4 When shall the day, dear Lord, appear, 
 That I shall mount to dwell above. 
 And stand and bow amongst them there. 
 And view Thy face, and sing, and love? 
 
 Jmac Watts y 1709. 
 
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 1 When I can read my title clear 
 To mansions in the skies, 
 I bid farewell to every fear. 
 And wipe my weeping eyes. 
 
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 2 Should earth against my soul engage, 
 And hellish darts be hurPd, 
 Then I can smile at Satan's rage, 
 And face a frowning world. 
 
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 3 Let cares like a wild deluge come, 
 
 And storms of sorrow fall. 
 May I but safely reach my home. 
 My God, my heaven, my all ! 
 
 4 There shall I bathe my weary soul 
 
 In seas of heavenly rest. 
 And not a wave of trouble roll '^ 
 
 Across my peaceful breast. 
 
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 " The whole Family in 
 Heaven and Earths 
 
 CM. 
 
 1 Come, let us join our friends above 
 
 Who have obtained the prize, 
 And on the eagle wings of love 
 To joy celestial rise. 
 
 2 Let all the saints terrestrial sing, 
 
 With those to glory gone ; 
 For all the servants of our King, 
 In earth and heaven, are one. 
 
 3 One family we dwell in Him, 
 
 One church above, beneath, 
 Though now divided by the stream, 
 The narrow stream of death. 
 
 4 One army of the living God, 
 
 To His command we bow ; 
 Part of His host have cross'd the flood, 
 And part arc crossing now. 
 
 Charles Wesley , 1759. 
 
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 1 Jerusalem the golden, 
 
 With milk and honey blest. 
 Beneath thy contemplation^ 
 
 Sink heart and voice oppress'd : 
 I know not, oh I know not 
 
 What joys await us there : - 
 What radiancy of glory, 
 . . ' What bliss beyond compare ! 
 
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 Conjubilant 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 deck'd in glorious sheen. 
 
 3 There is the throne of David, 
 
 And there, from care released, 
 The song of them that triumph, 
 
 The shout of them that feast ; 
 And they, who with their Leader 
 
 Have conquer'd in the fight, 
 For ever and for ever 
 
 Are clad in robes of white ! 
 
 John Masoyi Neale, 1851. 
 
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 The heavenly Jerusalem. 
 
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 1 Jerusalem ! my happy home I . 
 
 Name ever dear to me ; 
 When shall my labours have au end, 
 In joy, and peace and thee ? 
 
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 2 When shall these eyes thy heaven-built walls 
 
 And pearly gates behold? ' 
 Thy bulwarks, with salvation strong. 
 And streets of shining gold ? 
 
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 Shall I thy courts ascend, 
 Where congregations ne'er hrcak up, 
 And sabbaths have no end ? 
 
 4 There happier bowers than Eden's bloom, 
 
 Nor sin nor sorrow know : 
 Blest seats, through rude and stormy scenes 
 I onward press to you. 
 
 5 Why should I shrink at pain and woe ? 
 
 Or feel at death dismay ? 
 I've Canaan's goodly land in view, 
 
 And realms of endless day. 
 
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 6 Apostles, martyrs, prophets there 
 
 Around mv Saviour stand ; 
 And soon my friends in Christ below 
 Will join the glorious band. 
 
 7 Jerusalem, my happy home ! 
 
 My soul still pants for thee ; 
 Then shall my labours have an end. 
 
 When I thy joys shall see. ' t ■ > 
 
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 299 
 
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 1 Jerusalem, my happy home, 
 When shall I come to thee ? 
 When shall my sorrows have an end, 
 Thy joys when shall I see ? 
 
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 2 O happy harbour of the saints ! 
 
 sweet and pleasant soil 1 
 In thee no sorrows may be found, 
 No grief, no care, no toil. 
 
 3 Thy walls are made of precious stones, 
 
 Thy bulwarks diamond square ; 
 Thy gates are of right orient pearl. 
 Exceeding rich and rare. 
 
 4 Tliy turrets and thy pinnacles 
 
 With carbuncles do shine ; 
 The very streets are paved with gold, 
 Surpassing clear nndfiue. 
 
 5 my sweet home, Jerusalem, 
 
 Would God I were in thee ! 
 Would God my woes were at an end, 
 Thy joys that I might see ! 
 
 Francis Baker, 1616. 
 
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 1 The people of the Lord 
 
 Are on their way to heaven ; 
 They there obtain their great reward, 
 The prize will there be given. r , 
 
 2 'Tis conflict here below ; ' 
 'Tis triumph there, and peace : 
 
 On earth we wrestle with the foe, 
 In heaven our conflicts cease, . 
 
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 There all is peace and love. 
 
 4 There rest shall follow toil, 
 And ease succeed to care ; 
 
 The victors there divide the spoil ; 
 They sing and triumph there. 
 
 5 Then let us joyful sing ; 
 The conflict is not long : • 
 
 We hope in heaven to praise our King 
 In one eternal song. 
 
 Thomas Kelly, 1820. 
 
 Sweet Fields. 
 
 301 
 
 1 There is a land of pure delight, 
 
 Where saints immortal reign : 
 Infinite day excludes the night. 
 And pleasures hanish pain, 
 
 2 There everlasting spring abides, 
 
 And never-withering flowers : 
 Death, like a narrow sea, divides '" 
 This heavenly land from ours. 
 
 3 Sweet fields beyond the swelling flood 
 
 Stand dressed in living green ; 
 So to the Jews old Canaan stood, 
 While Jordan ioll'd between, • 
 
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 HEAVEN. 
 
 4 But timorous mortals start and shrink 
 
 To cross this narrow sea, 
 And linger, shivering on the brink, 
 And fear to launch away. 
 
 5 Oh ! could we make our doubts remove, 
 
 Those gloomy doubts that rise. 
 And see the Canaan that we love 
 With unbeclouded eyes ! 
 
 6 Could we but climb where Moses stood, 
 
 And view the landscape o'er, 
 Not Jordan's streams, nor death's cold flood. 
 Should fright us from the shore ! 
 
 Isaac WattSy 1709. 
 
 Jesus adored in Heaven, 
 
 Vs. 
 
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 302 
 
 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 strike the chords, 
 
 # " Take the kingdom, it is Thine, 
 King of kings, and Lord of lords !'* 
 
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 HEAVEN. 
 
 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 I when we, like them, must die. 
 May our souls, translated thus, 
 Triumph, reign, and shine on high ! 
 
 James Motilgo^net'y^ 1853. 
 
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 303 
 
 The Realms of the Blest. 
 
 1 We speak of the realms of the blest. 
 That country so bright and so fair, 
 And oft are its glories confess'd ; 
 But what must it be to be there ! 
 
 2 We speak of its pathways of gold. 
 Its walls deck'd with jewels so rare. 
 Its wonders and pleasures untold ; 
 But what must it be to be there ! 
 
 3 We speak of its freedom from sin, * 
 From sorrow, temptation, and care, 
 From trials without and within ; 
 But what must it be to be there ! : 
 
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 4 We speak of its service of love, 
 The robes which the glorified wear, 
 The church of the first-born above ; 
 But what must it be to be there I 
 
 5 Do Thou, Lord, midst gladness or woe. 
 For heaven our spirits prepare, 
 
 And shortly we also shall know. 
 And feel what it is to be there 1 
 
 Mrs. Wilson^ 183T, a. 
 
 1853. 
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 304 
 
 Heaven anticipated. 
 
 CM, 
 
 1 Too long, alas, I vainly sought 
 
 For happiness below. 
 But earthly comforts, dearly bought. 
 No solid good bestow. 
 
 2 At length, through Jesu's grace, I found. 
 
 The ^ood and promised land, 
 Where milk and honey much abound 
 And grapes in clusters stand. 
 
 3 My soul has tasted of the grapes. 
 
 And now it longs to go 
 Where my dear Lord His vineyard keeps. 
 And all the clusters grow. 
 
 4 Upon the tr.ue and living vine 
 
 My famish'd soul would feast, 
 And banquet on the fruit divine, 
 An everlasting guest. ' ' 
 
 John Berritlgei 1785, a. 
 
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 HEAVEN. 
 
 305 
 
 Heaven my Ilome^ 
 
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 1 I am a stranger here, 
 
 Heaven is rny home ; 
 Earth is a desert drear, 
 
 Heaven is my home ; 
 Danger and sorrow stand 
 Round me on every hand ; 
 Heaven is my fatherland, 
 
 ""' . Heaven is my home. 
 
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 2 What though the tempest rrge, 
 
 Heaven is my home ; 
 Short is my pilgrimage, 
 
 Heaven is my home ; 
 And Time's wild wintry blast 
 Soon will be overpast : 
 I shall reach home at last, 
 
 Heaven is my home, 
 
 3 Therefore I murmur not, 
 
 Heaven is my home ; 
 Whate'er my earthly lot, . 
 
 Heaven is my home; 
 For I shall surely stand ,; r i , 
 
 Then at my Lord's right hand j 
 Heaven is my fatherland, ' ^rv 
 
 * ^ Heaven is my home. 
 
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 306 ^^f^^^ ^^ Chief est among Ten 
 
 Thousand, 
 
 P.M. 
 
 1 Jesus ! the glory, the wonder, and love. 
 Of angels and glorified spirits above. 
 
 And saints, who behold Thee not, yst dearly love, 
 
 Rejoicing in hope of Thy glory : 
 Thou only, and wholly, art lovely and fair, 
 Who robb'st not Jehovah, with Him to compare. 
 Jehovah's own image glows in Thee, shines there 
 In visible bodily glory. , 
 
 Worth divine dwells in Thee ; 
 Excellent dignity. 
 Beauty and majesty. 
 Glory environs Thee ; 
 Power, honour, dominion, and life rest on Thee, 
 Thou chiefest among the ten thousand I 
 
 2 Wherever we view Thee, new glories arise ; 
 The Man who's God's fellow, who rides on the 
 
 skies. 
 Made flesh, dwelt among .us , brought God to 
 our eyes; 
 In grace and truth showing His glory. 
 Thou spak'st to existence the heav'ns and their 
 
 hosts. 
 The earth 'and its fulness, the seas and their 
 
 coasts; 
 Time hangs on Thy word, and eternity boasts 
 To crown and adorn Thee with glory. 
 
 Worth, &Q. 
 
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 3 But how lovely dost Thou appear in our eyes, 
 When wo view Thee Incarnate, in childhood's 
 
 disguise I 
 Thy love's past all knowledge, with raptures 
 surprise. 
 And ravish our hearts with Thy glory. 
 Thou in Thine own body, on the cursed tree, 
 Did'st bear all our sins, while Thy God frown'd 
 
 on Thee ; 
 Expiring in blood in our stead, and now wo 
 Exult in Thy merit and glory. 
 
 Worth, &c. 
 
 4 Thy blood all divine, from the grave back again. 
 Brought Thee, Kin^g of Glory, Thou Lamb who 
 
 wast slain I 
 First-born of the dead, crown'd with honour 
 supreme, 
 Thy throne is established in glory. 
 There reign in Thy glory, Thou great Adored ! 
 Till Thy foes, crushed under Thy feet, be no more; 
 Thy throne shall triumph o'er all things restored. 
 And eternity blaze with Thy glory. 
 
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 307 
 
 PSALM 3. 
 
 L.M. 
 
 1 Thy promise, Lord, is perfect peace, 
 And yet my trials sti ! I increase ; 
 Till fears at times my soul assail, 
 That Satan's rage must yet prevail. 
 
 2 Then, Saviour, then I fly to Thee, 
 And in Thy grace my refuge see ; 
 Thou heard'st me from Thy holy hill. 
 And Thou wilt hear and help me still. 
 
 3 Beneath Thy wings secure I sleep ; 
 What foe can harm while Thou dost keep ? 
 I wake, and find Thee at my side. 
 
 My omnipresent Guard and Guide I 
 
 4 Oh why should earth or hell distress. 
 With God so strong, so nigh to bless ? 
 From Him alone salvation flows ; 
 
 On Him alone, my soul, repose. 
 
 Henry Francis LytCy 1834. 
 
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 308 
 
 PSALM 4. 
 
 CM. 
 
 1 Lord of my life, my hope, my joy, 
 My never-failing Friend, 
 Thou hast been all my help till now, 
 Oh ! help me to the end ! 
 
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 2 While worldly minds impatient grow 
 
 More prosperous times to see, 
 Oh ! let the glories of Thy face, 
 Shine brighter, Lord, on me ! .,, , 
 
 3 So shall my heart o'erflow with joy 
 
 More lasting and more true 
 Than their's, possess'd of all that they 
 So eagerly pursue. ; 
 
 4 Then down in peace I'll lay ray head. 
 
 And take my needful rest : 
 No other guard I ask or need, 
 Of Thee, O Lord, possess'd, 
 
 Tate and Brady ^ 1696. 
 
 309 
 
 PSALM 10. 
 {Versea 17 and 18.) 
 
 CM. 
 
 1 God, the help of all Thy saints. 
 
 Our hope in time of ill ; 
 We'll trust Thee, though Thy face be hid. 
 
 And seek Thy presence still. 
 
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 2 All our desires to Thee are known ; 
 
 Thy help is ever near ; 
 Oh first prepare our hearts to pray, 
 And then accept our prayer. 
 
 Mward Osier, ISSQ. 
 
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 THE PSALMS. 
 
 PSALM 13. 
 
 CM. 
 
 1 How long wilt Thou forget mo, Lord ? 
 
 Must I for ever mourn ? 
 How long wilt Thou withdraw from mc, 
 Oh ! never to return ? 
 
 2 Oh, hear, and to my longing eyes 
 
 Restore Thy wonted light ; 
 Revive my soul, nor let me sleep 
 In everlasting night. 
 
 3 Since I have always placed my trust 
 
 Beneath Thy mercy's wing. 
 Thy saving health will come, and then 
 My heart with joy shall spring. 
 
 4 Then shall my song, with praise inspired. 
 
 To Thee, my O^cd, ascend. 
 Who to Thy servant in distress. 
 Such bounty didst extend. 
 
 Tate and Brady, 1696. 
 
 QW PSALM 14. 
 
 : (Verse 7.) 
 
 1 Oh that the Lord's salvation 
 Were out of Zion come, " ' 
 To heal His ancient nation, 
 To lead His outcasts home. 
 
 7.6. 
 
SPIRIT OP 
 
 2 How long the holy city 
 
 Shall heathen feet profane ? 
 Keturn, O Lord, in pity, 
 Rebuild her walls again. 
 
 3 Let fall Thy rod of terror, 
 
 Thy saving grace impart ; 
 Roll back the veil of error, 
 Release the fetter'd heart, 
 
 4 Let Israel home returning, 
 
 Her lost Messiah see ; 
 Give oil of joy for mourning, 
 And bind Thy church to Thee. 
 
 Henry Francia Lyte, 1834. 
 
 PSALM 19. 
 
 L.M. 
 
 312 
 
 1 The heavens declare Thy glory, Lord ; 
 In cv'ry star Thy wisdom shines; 
 But when our eyes behold Thy word, 
 We read Thy name in fairer lines. 
 
 2 Sun, moon, and stars convey Thy praise 
 Round the whole earth, and never stand ; 
 So when Thy truth began its race. 
 
 It touch'd and glanced on ev'ry land. 
 
 3 Nor shall Thy spreading gospel rest, 
 
 Till through the world Thy truth has run ; 
 Till Christ has all the nations blest 
 That see the light, or feel the sun. 
 
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THE PSALMS. 
 
 4 Great Sun of Righteousness, arise, 
 
 Bless the dark world with heavenly light j 
 Thy gospel makes the simple wise ; 
 Thy laws are pure, Thy judgments right. 
 
 6 Thy noblest wonders here we view, 
 In souls rcnew'd, and eins forgiven : 
 Lord, cleanse my sins, my soul renew, 
 And make Thy word my guide to heaven. 
 
 Isaac Watts 1 1719. 
 
 313 PSALM 23. 
 
 {Verse 4.) 
 
 1 The Lord my pasture shall prepare, 
 And feed me with a Shepherd's care ; 
 His presence shall my wants supply, 
 And guide me with a watchful eye : 
 My noonday walks He will attend. 
 And all my midnight hours defend. 
 
 L.M. 
 
 2 Though in the paths of death I tread, 
 With gloomy horrors overspread, 
 My stedfast heart shall fear no ill, 
 For Thou, Lord ! art near me still : 
 Thy friendly crook shall give me aid, 
 And guide mo through the dreadful shade. 
 
 Joseph Addison, 1712. 
 
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 314 PSALM 24. L.M. 
 
 1 Oux- Lord is risen from the dead ; 
 Our Jesus is gone up on high j 
 
 The powers of hell are captive led — 
 Dragg'd to the portals of the sky. 
 
 2 There His triumphal chariot waits, 
 And angels chant the solemn lay, — 
 
 " Lift up your heads, ye heavenly gates ! 
 Ye everlasting doors, give way." 
 
 3 Loose all your bars of massy light, 
 And wide unfold the ethereal scene ; 
 
 He claims those mansions as His right : — 
 Receive the King of Glory in. 
 
 4 '^ Who is the King of Glory, who?" 
 The Lord, that all His foes o'ercame ; 
 The world, sin, death, and hell o'erthrew. 
 And Jesus is the Conqueror's name. 
 
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 5 Lo I His triumphal chariot waits, 
 And angels chant the solemn lay ; 
 " Lift up your head, ye heavenly gates ! 
 Ye everlasting doors, give way 1" 
 
 6 «' Who is the King of Glory, who ?" 
 The Lord, of glorious power possess'd, 
 The King of saints and angels too : 
 God over all, lor ever bless'dl : , 
 
 ^ " Charles Wesley, 17^1, 
 
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THE PSALMS. 
 
 315 
 
 1 
 
 PSALM 30. 
 
 CM. 
 
 I will exalt Thee, Lord of hosts, 
 
 For Thou'st exalted me ; 
 Since Thou hast silenced Satan's boasts, 
 
 I'll therefore boast in Thee. 
 
 2 My sins had brought me near the grave, 
 
 The grave of black despair ; 
 I look'd, but there was none to save 
 Till T look'd up in prayer. 
 
 3 In answer to my piteous cries, 
 
 From hell's dark brink I'm brought : 
 My Jesus saw me from the skies, 
 And swift salvation wrought. 
 
 4 Sing with me then, ye favoured men, 
 
 Who long have known His grace ; 
 With thanks recall the seasons when 
 Ye also sought His face. 
 
 Charles II. SpurgeoUj 1866. 
 
 316 
 
 PSALM 34. 
 
 CM. 
 
 1 Through all the changing scenes of life. 
 
 In trouble and in joy, 
 The praises of my God shall still 
 My heart and tongue employ. 
 
 2 Of his deliverance I will boast. 
 
 Till all that are distress'd. 
 From my example comfort take, 
 And charm their griefs to rest. 
 
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 3 Come magnify the Lord with me ; 
 
 With me exalt His name ; 
 When in distress to Him I calPd, 
 He to my rescue came. 
 
 4 Oh make but trial of His love ; 
 
 Experience will decide 
 How blest are they, and only they, 
 Who in His truth confide ! 
 
 5 Fear Him, ye sainfcs, and you will then 
 
 Have nothing else to fear ; 
 Make you His service your delight. 
 He'll make your wants His care. 
 
 Tate and Brady ^ 1090. 
 
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 PSALM 35. 
 
 CM. 
 
 1 Oh ! plead my cause, my Saviour, plead, 
 
 I trust it all to Thee ; 
 Thou who didst for sinners bleed, 
 A sinner save in mo. 
 
 2 Assure my weak, desponding heart, 
 
 My threatening foes restrain ; 
 Oh ! tell me Thou my helper art. 
 And all their rage is vain. 
 
 3 When round Thy cross they rush'd to kill, 
 
 How was their fury foil'd : 
 Their madness only wrought Thy will, 
 And on themselves recoil'd. - 
 
THE PSALMS. 
 
 4 The great salvation there achieved 
 My hope shall ever be ; 
 My soir 'las in her Lord believed, 
 And ^le will rescue me. 
 
 Henry Francis LytCy 1834. 
 
 PSALM 37. 
 
 318 
 
 1 Set Thou thy trust upon the Lord, 
 
 Do good and know no care, 
 For so thou in the land shalt dwell. 
 And God thy food prepare, 
 
 2 Delight thyself in God, He'll give 
 
 Thine heart's desire to thee ; 
 Commit thy way to God alone, 
 It brought to pass shall be. 
 
 CM. 
 
 3 And like unto the light he shall 
 Thy righteousness display ; 
 And He thy judgment shall bring forth, 
 Like noontide of the day. 
 
 Scotch Version^ 1641, a. 
 
 319 
 
 PSALM 41. 
 
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 1 Jesus, poorest of the poor ! 
 Man of sorrows! Child of grief! 
 Happy they whose bounteous store 
 Minister'd to Thy relief. 
 
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 2 Jesus, though Thy head is crown' d, 
 Crown'd with loftiest majesty, 
 
 In Thy members Thou art found, 
 Plunged in deepest poverty. 
 
 3 Happy they who wash Thy feet, 
 Visit Thee in Thy distress ! 
 Honour great, and labour sweet, 
 For Thy sake the saints to bless ! 
 
 4 They who feed Thy sick and faint 
 For Thyself a banquet find ; 
 They who clothe the naked saint 
 Round Thy loins the raiment bind. 
 
 5 Thou wilt keep their soul alive; [ V ! 
 From their foes protect their head ; 
 Languishing their strength revive, 
 And in sickness make their bed. 
 
 6 Thou wilt deeds of love repay ; 
 Grace shall gen'rous hearts reward 
 Here on earth, and in the day 
 When they meet their reigning Lord. 
 
 Charles II. Spurgeon^ 18GG. 
 
 PSALM 42. 
 
 CM. 
 
 320 
 
 1 As pants the hart for cooling streams. 
 When heated in the chase. 
 So pants my soul, God, for Thee, , 
 And Thy refreshing grace. 
 
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 :.M. 
 
 THE PSALMS. 
 
 2 For Thee, my God, the living God, 
 
 My thirsty soul doth pine : 
 Oh when shall I behold Thy face, 
 Thou Majesty divine ? 
 
 3 I sigh to think of happier days, 
 
 When Thou, Lord, wert nigh : 
 When every heart was tuned to praise. 
 And none more blest than I. 
 
 4 Oh why art thou cast down, my soul ? 
 
 Hope still, and thou shalt sing 
 The praise of Him who is Thy God, 
 Thy health's eternal spring. 
 
 Tate and Brady, 169C. 
 
 321 PSALM 45. 7.6. 
 
 1 With hearts in love abounding, 
 
 Prepare we now to sing 
 A lofty theme, resounding 
 
 Thy praise, Almighty King ; 
 Whose love, rich gifts bestowing, 
 
 Rcdeem'd the human race : 
 Whose lips, with zeal o'erflowinj?', 
 
 Breathe words of truth and grace. 
 
 2 In majesty transcendent, 
 
 GJrd on Thy conquering sword ; 
 In ri^ hteousness resplendent, 
 
 Rid ^ on. Incarnate Word : 
 Eide on, King Messiah I 
 
 To glory and renown ; 
 Pierced by Thy darts of fire, 
 
 Be every foe o'erthrown. 
 
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 3 And let each Gentile nation 
 
 Come gladly in Thy train, 
 To share our great salvation, 
 
 And join our grateful strain : 
 Then ne'er shall note of sadness 
 
 Awake the trembling string ; 
 One song of joy and gladness 
 
 The ransom'd world shall sing. 
 
 Harnett Aicher, 1829. 
 
 322 
 
 PSALM 46. 
 
 L.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 Let mountains from their scats be hurl'd 
 Down to the deep, and buried there : 
 Convulsion shake the solid world. 
 
 Our faith shall never yield to fear. 
 
 3 Loud may the troubled ocean roar, 
 In sacred peace our souls abide ; 
 While every nation, every shore. 
 Trembles, and dreads the swelling tide. 
 
 4 There is a stream whose gentle flow 
 Supplies the city of our God; 
 
 Life, love, and joy, still gliding through. 
 And wat'ring our divine abode. 
 
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 THE PSALMS. 
 
 5 That sacred stream, Thine holy word, 
 That all our raging fears controls : 
 Sweet peace Thy promises afford, 
 
 And give new strength to fainting souls. 
 
 6 Sion 'enjoys her Monarch's love, 
 Secure against a threatening hour; 
 Nor can her firm foundations move, 
 Built on His truth, and arm'd with power. 
 
 Isaac Watts yl71d. 
 
 PSALM 51. 
 
 L.M. 
 
 323 
 
 1 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. 
 
 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 Though I have grieved Thy Spirit, Lord, 
 His help and comfort still afford ; 
 
 And let a wretch come near Thy throne, 
 To plead the merits of Thy Son. 
 
 4 A broken heart, my God, my King, 
 Is all the sacrifice I bring ; 
 
 The God of grace will ne'er despise 
 A broken heart for sacrifice. 
 
 Isaac WattSi 1719. 
 
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 324 
 
 PSALM 63. 
 
 CM. 
 
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 1 
 
 Early, my God, without delay, 
 
 I haste to se ek thy face ; 
 My thirsty^ppirit faints away 
 
 Without Thy cheering grace. 
 
 2 So pilgrims on tho scorching sand. 
 
 Beneath a burning sky, 
 Long for a cooling stream at hand, 
 And they must drink or die. 
 
 3 I've seen Thy glory and Thy power. 
 
 Through all Thy temple shine ; 
 My God, repeat that heavenly hour. 
 That vision so divine. 
 
 4 Not all the blessings of a feast 
 
 Can please my soul so well, 
 As when Thy richer grace I taste, 
 And in Thy presence dwell. 
 
 5 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. 
 
 Isaac Watts, 1719. 
 
 325 ' PSALM 67. 7s.6line8. 
 
 1 God of mercy, God of grace. 
 Show the brightness of Thy face ; 
 Shine upon us, Saviour, shine. 
 Fill Thy church with light divine ; 
 And Thy saving health extend 
 Unto earth's remotest end. 
 
THE PSALMS. 
 
 2 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, 
 And Thy holy will obey. 
 
 3 Let the people praise Thee, Lord, 
 Earth 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. 
 
 Henry Francis Lyte, 1831. 
 
 326 PSALM 68. L.M. 
 
 I Kingdoms and thrones to God belong. 
 Crown Him, ye nations, in your song : 
 His wondrous names and powers rehearse ; 
 His honours shall enrich your verse. 
 
 2~ Proclaim Him King, pronounce Him bless'd ; 
 He's your defence, your joy, your rest ; 
 When terrors rise and nations faint, 
 God is the strength of every saint. 
 
 Isaac Watts, 1719. 
 
 327 
 
 PSALM 72. 
 
 Hasten, Lord, the glorious time. 
 When, beneath Messiah's sway. 
 
 Every nation, every clime. 
 Shall the gospel's call obey. 
 
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 2 As when soft and gentle showers 
 
 Fall upon the thirsty plain, 
 Springing grass and blooming ilowors 
 Clothe the wilderness again ; 
 
 3 So Thy Spirit slmll descend, 
 
 SotVning every stony lieart, ^ 
 
 And its sweetest influence lend, 
 All that's lovely to impart. 
 
 4 Time shall sun and moon obscure. 
 
 Seas be dried and rocks be riven, 
 But His reign shall still endure. 
 Endless as the days of Heaven. 
 
 Harriett Atiber, 1820. 
 
 PSALM 72. 
 
 L.M. 
 
 328 
 
 1 Jesus shall reign wherever the sun 
 Does his successive journeys run ; 
 
 His kingdom stretch from shore to shore, 
 Till moons shall wax and wane no more. 
 
 2 People and realms of every tongue 
 Dwell on His love with sweetest song. 
 And infant voices shall proclaim 
 Their early blessings on His name. 
 
 3 Vhere He displays His healing power, 
 Death and the curse are known no more ; 
 In Him the tribes of Adam boast 
 
 More blessings than their father lost. 
 
 
THE PSALMS. 
 
 4 Let every creature rise, and bring 
 Peculiar honours to our King ; 
 Angels descend with songs again, 
 And earth repeat the loud Ambn. 
 
 Isaac Watts, 1719. 
 
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 329 
 
 PSALM 74. 
 
 O.M. 
 
 1 Of every earthly stay bereft, 
 
 Beset by many an ill, 
 One hope, one precious hope is left, 
 The Lord is faithful still. 
 
 2 His church through every past alarm 
 
 In Him has found a Friend ; 
 And, Lord, on Thine almighty arm 
 We now for all depend. 
 
 Henry Francis Lyte, 1834. 
 
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 33Q PSALM 76. S.M. 
 
 1 God in His church is known, 
 Plis name is glorious there ; 
 
 He there sets up his earthly throne. 
 And hears His people's prayer. 
 
 2 The powers of death and hell 
 In vain her peace oppose ; 
 
 A word ot His the storm can quell. 
 And scatter all her foes, 
 
 Henry Francis Lyte^ 1834. 
 
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 PSALM 84, 
 
 L.M, 
 
 331 
 
 1 Great God, attend while Sion bingg 
 The joy that from Thy presence springs ; 
 To spend one day with Thee on earth, 
 Exceeds a tliousand days of mirth. 
 
 2 Might I enjoy the meanest place ' 
 Within Thine House, God of grace ! 
 Not tents of ease, nor thrones of power, 
 Should tempt my feet to leave Thy door. 
 
 3 God is oiu' sun, He makes our day ; 
 God is onr shield. He guards our way 
 From all th' assaults of liell am. in, 
 From foes without and foes within. 
 
 4 All needful grace will God hestow, 
 And crown that grace with gloiy too ; 
 He gives us all things, and witholds 
 No real good from upright souls. 
 
 5 God, our King, whose sovereign sway 
 The glorious hosts of heaven obey, 
 And devils at Thy presence flee ; 
 Bless'd is the man thtat trusts in Thee. 
 
 , , , , Tsaac Watts, 1710, 
 
 
 332 
 
 PSALM 89. 
 
 1 greatly bless'd the people are 
 The joyful sound that know ; 
 In brightness of Thy fitce, O Lord, 
 They ever on siiall go. 
 
 CM. 
 
THE PSALMS. 
 
 2 They in Thy name shall all the clay 
 
 Rejoice exceedingly ; 
 And in Thy righteousness shall they 
 Exalted be on high. ' ' 
 
 3 Because the glory of their strength 
 
 Doth only stand in Thee ; 
 And in Thy favour shall our horn 
 And power exalted be. 
 
 4 For God is our defence ; and He 
 
 To us doth safety bring : 
 The Holy One of Israel 
 Is our almighty King. 
 
 Scotch Version, 1041. 
 
 M. 
 
 333 PSALM 90. • CM. 
 
 1 Our 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 
 
 Thy saints have dwelt secure ; 
 Sufficient is Thine arm alone, 
 And our defence is sure. 
 
 Isaac Watts, 1719. 
 
 334 PSALM 91. 
 
 1 There is a safe and secret place 
 Beneath the wings divine, 
 Reserved for all the heirs of grace, 
 Oh ! be that refuge mine ! 
 
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 2 The least, tho feeblest there may hide 
 
 Uninjured and unawed ; 
 While thousands fall on every side, 
 He rests secure in Uod. 
 
 3 Tlie angels watch liim on his way. 
 
 And aid with friendly arm ; 
 
 And Satan, roaring for his prey, 
 
 May hate, but cannot harm. 
 
 4 He feeds in pastures large and fair, 
 
 Of love and truth divine, ■ • 
 
 child of God, Glory's heir, 
 How rich a lot is thine I 
 
 5 A haiiil almighty to defend, 
 
 An ear for every call. 
 An honour'd life, a peaceful end. 
 And heaven to crown it all ! 
 
 Ilenn/ Fraivcia Li/te, 18;J4. 
 
 335 PSALM 93. L.M. 
 
 1 Jehovah reigns ; He dwells in light, 
 Girded with majesty and might ; 
 The world created by His hands, 
 
 Still on its first foundations stands. -, , , . 
 
 2 But ere this spacious world was made, 
 Or had its first foundation laid, 
 Thy throne eternal ages stood, 
 Thyself the ever-living God. 
 
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 3 Lik(? floods the anj.ny nations rise, 
 And aim their rax^c against the skien; 
 Vain Hoods, that aim their rage so high ! 
 At Thy rebuke the biHows die. 
 
 4 For ever shall Thy throne endure ; 
 Tlie promise stands for ever sure ; 
 And everlasting holiness 
 Ik^eomes the dwellings of Thy grace. 
 
 Jmac Watts, 1719. 
 
 PSALM 95. 
 
 S.M. 
 
 336 
 
 1 Come sound His praise abroad, 
 And hymns of glory sing ; 
 
 Jehovah is the sovereign God, 
 The universal King. ^ 
 
 2 Come, worship at His throne ; 
 Come, bow before the Lord : 
 
 We are His works, and not our own ; 
 He form'd us by His word. 
 
 3 To-day attend His voice. 
 
 Nor dare provoke His rod ; ' V* 
 
 Come, like the people of His choice, 
 And own your gracious God. 
 
 ■ Isaac Watts, 1719. 
 
 337 PSALM 100. L.M. 
 
 1 Ye nations routid the earth, rejoice 
 Before the Lord, your sovereign King, 
 Serve Him with cheerful heart and voice, 
 With all your tongues His glories sing. 
 
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 2 The Lord ts God ; 'tis He alone 
 
 Doth Life, and breath, and being give : 
 We are His work, and not our own, 
 Tlie sheep that on His pastures live. 
 
 3 Enter His gates with songs of joy, 
 With praises to His conrcs repair ; 
 
 And make it your divine employ ,; y- •:. 
 To pay your thanks and honours there. 
 
 4 The Lord is good, the Lord is kind ; 
 Great is His grace ; His mercy sure ; 
 And the whole race o; man shall find 
 His truth from age to age endure, 
 
 Isaac WattSy 1719. 
 
 
 PSALM 100. 
 
 L.M. 
 
 
 338 
 
 1 All people that on earth do dwell, 
 Sing to the Lord with cheerful voice ; 
 Him serve with mirtli, His praise forth tell, 
 Comi*. ye before Him and rejoice. 
 
 2 Kno'.v that 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 O 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. 
 
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 4 For why ? the Lord our God ib ^^^^ 
 His mercy is for over sure ; . 
 His truth at all times firmly stood, 
 And shall from age to age endure. 
 
 John Hopkins, 1562. 
 
 
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 PSALM 103. 
 
 S,M. 
 
 bless the Lord, my soul I 
 Let all within me join. 
 And aid my tongue to bless His name, 
 Whose favours are divine. 
 
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 2 Oh, bless the Lord, my soul, 
 Nor let His mercies lie 
 
 Forgotten in unthankfulness, 
 And without praises die. 
 
 3 ^Tis He forgives thy sins , 
 'Tis He relieves thy pain ; 
 
 'Tis He that heals thy sicknesses. 
 And makes thee young again. 
 
 4 He crowns thy life with love, 
 When ransom' d from the grave ; 
 He that redeemed my soul from hell 
 Hath sovereign power to save. 
 
 Isaac Watts, 1719. 
 
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 jeSALM 104. 
 
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 1 Oil worship the King, 
 
 All gloricftts ahove ; 
 Oh gratefully sing 
 
 His power id His love : 
 Our Shield and Defender, 
 
 The Ancient of Days, 
 Pavilion'd in spk'ndour, 
 
 And girded with praise. 
 
 
 
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 2 Oh tell of His might. 
 
 Oh sing of His graee, 
 Whose robe is the light. 
 
 Whose canopy, S[)ace ; 
 Whose chariots of wrath 
 
 Deep tliunder-clouds form ; 
 And dark is His path 
 
 On the wings of the storm. 
 
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 3 Frail children of dust, 
 
 xVnd 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, 
 
 Redeemer, and Friend ! 
 
 Sir Jiobert GraiU, 1839. 
 
THE PSALMS. 
 
 PSALM 103. 
 
 8.7.4. 
 
 341 
 
 1 Praise, my soul, the King of heaven ; 
 
 To His feet thy tribute bring ! 
 Kansom'd, heal'd, restored, forgiven, 
 
 Who like me His praise should sing? 
 Praise Him ! praise h^pa, 
 Praise the everhisting King ! 
 
 2 Praise Him for His grace and favour 
 
 To our fathers in distress ! 
 Praise Him still the same as ever, 
 
 81ow to chide and swift to bless ! 
 Praise Him ! praise Him, 
 (liorious in His faithfulness! 
 
 :] Angels, help us to adore Him ; 
 Ye behold Him face to face ; 
 Sun and moon, bow down before Him, 
 Dwellers all in time and space. 
 Praise Him ! praise Him, 
 Praise with us the God of grace ! 
 
 Henry Francis Lyte, 1844. 
 
 342 
 
 PSALM 105. 
 
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 Oh, render thanks, and bless the Lord ; 
 
 Invoke His sacred name ; 
 Acquaint the nations with His deeds, 
 
 His matchless deeds proclaim. 
 Sing to His praise in lofty hymns, 
 
 His wondrous works rehearse ; 
 Make them the theme of your discourse, 
 
 And subject of your verse. 
 
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 3 Rejoice in His almighty name, - ^^ 
 
 Alone to be adored ; 
 And let their hearts o'erflow with joy 
 That humbly seek the Lord. 
 
 4 Seek ye the Lord, His saving strength 
 
 Devoutly still implore ; 
 And where He's ever present, seek 
 His face for evermore. 
 
 Tate and Brady, ICOG. 
 
 343 
 
 PSALM 108. 
 
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 1 O God, my heart is fully bent 
 
 To magnify Thy name ; 
 My tongue with cheerful songs of piaise 
 Shall celebrate Thy fame. 
 
 2 To all the listening tribes, Lord, 
 
 Thy wonders I will tell ; 
 And to those nations sing Thy praise 
 That round about us dwell. 
 
 3 Because Thy mercy's boundless height 
 
 The highest heaven transcends ; 
 And far beyond th' aspiring clouds 
 Thy faithful truth extends. 
 
 4 Be Thou, God, exalted high 
 
 Above the starry frame ! 
 And let the world, with one consent, 
 Confess Thy glorious name. 
 
 Taite and Brady ^ 1696. 
 
 
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 PSALM 109. 
 
 L.M. 
 
 344 
 
 1 stranger and pilgrim here below, 
 I turn for refuge. Lord, to Thee ; 
 Thou know'st my every want and woe ; 
 Oh, smite my foes, and rescue me ! 
 
 2 Thy name is love ; for that naiae's sake 
 Sustain and cheer my sinking soul ; 
 Low as I am, and poor, and w^^ak, 
 
 One word of Thine can make me whole. 
 
 3 Help, Lord ! let all my foes perceive, 
 'Tis Thine to comfort or condemn ; . 
 With Thee to bless me and relieve, 
 
 I little heed reproach from them. 
 
 4 Arise then, on my soul arise ; 
 
 , Thy sheltering wings around me cast ; 
 And all that now afflicts or tries 
 Shall work my peace, Lord, at last. 
 
 Henry Francis Lyte^ 1834. 
 
 345 PSALM 113. 
 
 1 Hallelujah ! Raise, oh raise 
 To our God the song of praise ! 
 All His servants join to sing 
 God our Saviour and our King. 
 
 2 Blessed be for evermore 
 
 That dread name which we adore i 
 Round the world His praise be sung. 
 Through all lands, in every tongue. 
 
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 3 He can raise the poor to stand 
 With the princes of the land ; 
 Wealth upon the needy shower ; 
 Set the meanest high in power. 
 
 4 He the broken spirit cheers ; 
 Turns to joy the mourner's tears ; 
 Such the wonders of His ways : 
 Praise His name — for ever praise. 
 
 Josiah Conder, 1837. 
 
 PSALM 116. 
 
 
 
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 1 I love the Lord : He heard my cries, 
 
 And pitied every groan : 
 Long as I live, when troubles rise, 
 I'll hasten to His throne. 
 
 2 I love the Lord ; He bow'd His ear, 
 
 And chased my griefs away ; 
 
 Oh let my heart no more despair, 
 
 While I have breath to pray. 
 
 3 My flesh declined, my spirits fell, 
 
 And I drew near the dead ; 
 While inward pangs, and fears of hell, 
 Perplex'd my wakeful head. 
 
 4 *' My God," I cried, '^ Thy servant save, 
 
 Thou ever good and just ; 
 Thy power can rescue from the grave, 
 Thy power is all my trust," 
 
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 5 The Lor(] belield me sore distress'd, 
 
 He bid my pains remove : 
 Return, my soul, to God thy rest, 
 For thou hast known His love. 
 
 6 My God hath saved my soul from death, 
 
 And dried my falling tears ; 
 Now to His pi-aise I'll spend my breath, 
 And my remaining years. 
 
 Isaac WattSy 1719. 
 
 
 PSALM 117. 
 
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 347 
 
 1 All ye nations, praise the Lord, 
 
 All ye lands, your voices raise ; 
 
 Heaven and earth with loud accord, 
 
 Praise the Lord, for ever praise : 
 
 2 For His truth and mercy stand, 
 
 Past, and present, and to be ; 
 Like the years of His right hand, 
 lake His own eternity. 
 
 3 Praise Him, ye who know His love ; 
 
 Praise Him, from the depths beneath ; 
 Praise Him in the heights above ; 
 Praise your MSker, all that breathe. 
 
 J amen Afontgoinery, 1822. 
 
 348 PHALM 117. L.M. 
 
 1 From all that dwell below the skies ' 
 Let the (!reator's praise arise ; , .^ ^ 
 
 Let the liedeemer's name bo Bung ^^^ 
 Through every Lniid, by every tongue. A^^. 
 
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 Eternal are Thy mercies, Lord ; 
 Eternal truth attends Thy word : 
 Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore 
 Till suns shall rise and sot no more. 
 
 Isaac Watts, 1719. 
 
 349 
 
 rSALM 117. 
 
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 Thy name, Almiglity Lord ! 
 Shall sound through distant lands ; 
 Great is Thy grace, and sure Thy word, 
 Thy truth forever stands. 
 
 Far be Thine honour spread, 
 And long Thy praise endure, 
 Till morning light and evening shade 
 Shall be exchanged no more. 
 
 Isaac Watts, 1719. 
 
 PSALM 119. 
 
 350 
 
 1 Oh that the Lord would guide my ways 
 
 To keep His statutes still ! 
 Oh that my God would grant me grace 
 To know and do His will I 
 
 2 Oh send Thy Spirit down, to write 
 
 Thy law upon my heart ! 
 Nor let my tongue indulge deceit, 
 Nor act the liar's part. 
 
 3 Order my footsteps by Thy word, 
 
 And make my heart sincere ; 
 Lst sin have no dominion, Lord, 
 But keep my conscience clear. 
 
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 4 Make me to walk in Thy commands, 
 'Tis a delightful road ; 
 Nor let my head, or heart, or hands, 
 Offend against my God. 
 
 Isaac Watts f 1719. 
 
 351 PSALM 122. CM. 
 
 1 Pray that Jerusalem may have 
 Peace and felicity : 
 Let them that love thee and thy peace 
 Have still prosperity. 
 
 2 Therefore I wish that peace may still 
 Within thy walls remain, 
 And ever may thy palaces 
 Prosperity retain. 
 
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 3 Xow, for my friends' and brethren's sakes. 
 Peace be in thee, I'll say ; 
 And for the house of God our Lord, 
 I'll seek thy good alway. 
 
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 PSALM 128. 
 
 L.M. 
 
 352 
 
 1 B'ow blest the man who fears the Lord, 
 Who walks by His unerring word ; 
 His labours find a full increase, 
 His days are crown'd with health and peace 
 
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 2 Domestic comfort builds her nest, 
 Beneath his roof, within his breast ; 
 And eartli's best bkissings hourly rise 
 To cheer his pathway to the skies. 
 
 3 But earth's best gifts are poor to those 
 Tlie Spirit on his soul bestows ; 
 
 The earnest here of joys above, 
 The foretaste of eternal love. 
 
 4 Onward he goes, from strength to strengtli, 
 Till heaven's bright morning breaks at length 
 And calls him to his full reward : — 
 
 How blest the man who fears the Lord 1 
 
 Henry Francis Lute, 1834. 
 
 353 
 
 rSALM 131. 7s., G lines. 
 
 1 Quiet, Lord, my froward heart, 
 Make me teachable and mild, 
 Upright, simi)le, free from art. 
 Make me as a weaned child, 
 From distrust and envy free, 
 Pleased with all that pleases Thee. 
 
 2 What Thou shalt to-day provide, 
 Let me as a child receive ; 
 What to-morrow may betide 
 Calmly to Thy wisdom leave : 
 'Tis enough that Thou wilt care ; 
 Why should I the burden bear ? 
 
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 3 As a little child relics 
 
 On a care beyond his own, 
 Knows he's neither strong nor wise, 
 Fears to stir a step alone ; 
 Lot me thus with Tliee abide. 
 As my Father, Guard, and Guide. 
 
 4 Thus, preservrd from Satan's wiles. 
 Safe from dangers, free from fears. 
 May I live upon Thy smiles 
 
 Till the promised hour appears, 
 When the sons of God shall prove 
 All their Father's boundless love ! 
 
 JoJiU Newton, 1770. 
 
 354 
 
 PSALM 133. 
 
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 1 Behold how good a thing it is, 
 
 And how becoming well, 
 Together such as brethren arc 
 In unity to dwell 1 
 
 2 Like precious ointment on tlie head, 
 
 That down the beard did flow. 
 E'en Aaron's beard, and to the skirts 
 Did of his garments go. 
 
 3 As Hermon's dew, the dew that doth 
 
 On Sion's hill descend ; 
 For there the blessing God commands. 
 Life that shall never end. 
 
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 PSALM 134. 7l., 6 lines. 
 
 1 Praise to God on high be given. 
 Praise from all in earth and heaven 
 
 ^ Ye that in His presence stand, 
 Ye that walk by His command. 
 Saints below, and hosts above, - ^^ 
 
 Praise, oh praise, the God of love I ^ ' * 
 
 2 Praise Him at the dawn of light, 
 Praise Him at returning night ! 
 Strings and voices, hands and hearts, 
 In His praises bear your parts ; . 
 Thou that madest earth and sky. 
 Bless us in return from high I 
 
 Henry Francis Lyte, 1834. 
 
 356 PSALM 136. 
 
 1 Let us, with a gladsome mind. 
 Praise the Lord, for He is kind : 
 For His mercies shall endure. 
 Ever faithful, ever sure. 
 
 2 Let us sound His name abroad, 
 For of gods He is the God : 
 For His mercies shall endure, 
 
 ^ Ever faithful, ever sure. 
 
 3 He His chosen race did bless 
 In the wasteful wilderness : . ^ 
 For His mercies shall endure, ; , 
 Ever faithful, ever sure. ^ . 
 
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 4 He hath, with a piteous eye, 
 Look'd upon our misery : 
 For His mercies shall endure. 
 
 Ever faithful 
 
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 John Milton ^ 1645. 
 
 L,M. 
 
 357 PSALM 136. 
 
 1 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. 
 
 2 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. 
 
 3 He built the earth. He spread the sky. 
 And fix'd the starry lights on high : 
 Wonders of grace to God belong. 
 Repeat His mercies in your song. 
 
 4 He fills the sun with morning light. 
 He bids the moon direct the night : 
 His mercies ever shall endure, 
 
 When suns and moons shall shine no more. 
 
 Isaac WattSy 1719. 
 
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 PSALM 138. 
 
 L.M. 
 
 358 
 
 1 With all my powers of heart and tongue, 
 I'll praise my Maker in my* song : r> 
 Angels shall hear the notes I raise, 
 Approve the song, and join the praise. 
 
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 2 I'll sing Thy truth and mercy, Lord, ' ; » 5 
 I'll sing the wonders of Thy word ; 
 
 Not all Thy works and names below, 
 So much Thy power and glory show. 
 
 3 To God 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 Thine hand : f 
 Thy words my fainting soul revive, , - 
 And keep my dying faith alive. ^ 
 
 Isaac Watts, 1719. 
 
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 359 
 
 PSALM 151. 
 
 1 Lord, I daily call on Thee, 
 Hear my voice and answer me ; 
 Save me, for in faith I pray, 
 Take, oh take my sins away. 
 
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 2 Let my prayer as incense rise, 
 Pure accepted sacrifice ; 
 
 Let my life with virtue shine, 
 Fill my soul with love divine. 
 
 3 Keep, oh keep my lips and heJrt't, 
 . Let me ne'er from Thee depart ; 
 
 Holy, happy, may I be 
 Perfect, my God, like Thee. 
 
 John Beaumont, 1834. 
 
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 PSALM 147. 
 
 L.M. 
 
 360 
 
 1 Oh praise the Lord, 'tis sweet to raise 
 The grateful heart to God in praise ; 
 When fallen raised, when lost restored, 
 Oil ! it is sweet to praise the Lord ! 
 
 2 Great is His power, divine His skill. 
 His love diviner, greater still ; 
 
 The sinner's Friend, the mourner's stay, 
 He sends no suppliant sad away. 
 
 3 The lions roar to Him tor bread. 
 The ravens by His hand are fed ; 
 And shall his chosen iiock despair? 
 Shall they mistrust their shepherd's care? 
 
 4 His church is precious in His sight ; 
 
 He makes her glory His delight, - 
 
 His treasures on her head are pour'd ; 
 Zion's children, praise the Lord. 
 
 Henry Francis Lyte, 1834. 
 
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 361 
 
 PSALM 149. 10.10.11.11. 
 
 1 Oh praise ye the Lord 
 
 With heart and with voice ; 
 His mercies record, 
 
 And round Him rejoice. 
 Ye children of Zion, 
 
 Your Saviour adore ! 
 And learn to rely on 
 
 His grace evermore. 
 
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 2 Repose on His arm, 
 
 Ye sheep of His fold ; 
 What terror can harm 
 
 With Him to uphold ? 
 His saints are His treasure, 
 
 Their peace will He seek ; 
 ^ And pour without measure 
 
 His gifts on the meek. ' 
 
 3 Go on in His might, 
 
 Ye men of the Lord : 
 His word be your light. 
 
 His promise your sword. 
 The King of salvation 
 
 Your foes will subdue ; 
 And their degradation 
 
 Bring glory to you. 
 
 Henry Francis LytCj 1834. 
 
 362 PSALM 150. L.M. 
 
 1 praise the Lord in that blest place, 
 From whence his goodness largely flows ! 
 Praise Him in heaven, where He His face > 
 
 : Unveil'd in perfect glory shows! . j / 
 
 2 Praise Him for all the mighty acts 
 Which He in our behalf has done ! 
 His kindness this return exacts, 
 
 With which our praise should equal run. 
 
 3 Let all that vital breath enjoy; 
 The breath He does to them afford 
 In just returns of praise employ : 
 Let every creature praise the Lord! 
 
 TiAte and Brady , 1696. 
 
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 Abide with nic ; fast tails the even-tide. . . 211 
 
 Aldictcd soul, to Jesus dear 207 
 
 A friend there is — your voices join 88 
 
 A glory gilds the sacred page 117 
 
 Ah ! whither should I go 150 
 
 Alas ! and did my Saviour bleed Gl 
 
 All hail the power of Jesus' name ....... 102 
 
 All people that on earth do dwell 338 
 
 " All things are ready," Come 125 
 
 All ye nations, praise the Lord , , . , , 347 
 
 Am I called ? and can it be 169 
 
 Am I a soldier of the cross 182 
 
 And canst thou, sinner, slight 129 
 
 Angels, roll the rock away 67 
 
 Arise, my soul, my joyful powers ........ 48 
 
 Arise, my tcnderest thoughts, arise 148 
 
 Arm of the Lord, awake, awake — They . . 257 
 
 Arm of the Lord, awake, awake — Put. ... 253 
 
 As the dew, from heaven distilling 274 
 
 As pants the hart for cooling streams. . . . 320 
 
 Awake, my soul, in joyful lays > ^*^.-,v*<J^ 
 
 Awake our souls, away our fears . . .,, ^v • . 185 - 
 
 Awake, my soul, stretch every nerve, 'J^\j, 190 
 
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 Before the throne of God above , . 146 . 
 
 Begone, unbelief, my Saviour is near .... 203** 
 
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 Behold ! a strangor's at the door 128 
 
 Behold how good a thing it is 354 
 
 Behold ! the mountain of the Lord 79 
 
 Behold the throne of grace ,....., 260 
 
 Behold what wondrous grace 201 
 
 Bless'd morning, whose young dawning 
 
 rays 6 
 
 Blest be Tliy love, dear Lord 225 
 
 Blow ye tlie trumpet, blow 1 20 
 
 Bread of heaven ! on Thee I feed 224 
 
 Broad is the road that leads to death 1 Y2 
 
 Bright and joyful is the morn 52 
 
 Buried in shadows of the night 1 49 
 
 Children of the heavenly King 197 
 
 Christ has done the mighty work 133 
 
 *< Christ, the Lord, has risen to-day " QQ 
 
 Christ, of all ray hopes theground 223 
 
 Clouds and darkness round about me .... 214 
 
 Come, let us join our friends above 296 
 
 Come, Thou Almighty King 19 
 
 Come, all ye chosen saints of God 59 
 
 Come, dearest Lord, descend and dwell . . 114 
 
 Come, happy souls, adore the Lamb 239 
 
 Come, Holy Spirit, come 112 
 
 Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove 113 
 
 Comd, let us join our cheerful songs 99 
 
 Come, let us sing the song of songs 104 
 
 Come, my soul, thy suit prepare 261 
 
 Come sound His praise abroad 336 
 
 Come to the ark, come to the ark 124 
 
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 Come, thou fount of every blessing 277 
 
 Come, we that love the Lord 198 
 
 Come, ye sinners, poor and wretched 123 
 
 Crowns of glory ever bright 75 
 
 Day by day the manna fell 192 
 
 Daughter of Zion, from the dust 254 
 
 Dearest of all the names above 105 
 
 Dear Saviour, I am Thine 21G 
 
 Dear Lord, and will thy pardoning love . , 240 
 Descend from heaven, Immortal Dove. . . 294 
 
 Did Christ o'er sinners weep 57 
 
 Dread Sovereign, let my evening song. . . 8 
 
 Early, my God, without delay . . ; 324 
 
 Ere another Sabbath close 11 
 
 Far as Thy name is known 23G 
 
 Far from my thoughts, vain world, begone 245 
 
 Father of heaven ! whose love profound. . 21 
 
 Father of eternal grace 56 
 
 Father ol mercies, in Thy word 118 
 
 Fatlier, whate'er of earthly bliss 191 
 
 Father of all, before Thy throne 276 
 
 Father of mercies ! God of love 278 
 
 '( Forever with the Lord " 291 
 
 For mercies countless as the sand 194 
 
 Fount of everlasting love 250 
 
 Friend of sinners ! Lord of glory 95 
 
 From Greenland's icy mountains . . . , . . . . 255 
 
 From every stormy wind that blows 4i*^,. 271 
 
 From all that dwell below the skies /v *i . 348 
 
 
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 Give glory to God, ye children of men ... 13 
 
 Give to tlie Father praise 15 
 
 Give thanks to God, He reigns above .... 29 
 
 Give to the winds thy fears 188 
 
 Give me the wings of faith to rise 293 
 
 Give to our God immortal praise 357 
 
 Glory to Tliee, my God, this night 9 
 
 Glory be to God on high 101 
 
 Glorions things of Thee are spoken 231 
 
 Go to dark Gethsemane 58 
 
 God in His chm*ch is known 330 
 
 God is the refuge of His saints 322 
 
 God is love, His mercy brightens 28 
 
 God moves in a mysterious way 32 
 
 God's furnace doth in Zion stand 206 
 
 God of me^Ty hear our prayer 275 
 
 God of mercy, God of Grace 325 
 
 Grace ! 'tis a charming sound 42 
 
 Gracious Lord, my heart is fixed 215 
 
 Great God, when I approach Thy throne. 141 
 
 Great God, we sing that mighty hand. . , . 279 
 
 Great God, attend while Sion sings 331 
 
 Guide me, Thou great Jehovah 283 
 
 Hail, ye days of solemn meeting 237 
 
 Hallelujah ! raise, oh raise * 345 
 
 Hallelujah ! joyful praise 16 
 
 Happy the souls to Jesus join'd 233 
 
 Hark, the glad sound, the Saviour comes. 53r 
 
 Hark ! the cry, " Behold, He cometh ''.... 76 
 
 Hajk I thie song of jubilee 80 
 
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 Holy Ghost, with ligf ^^'y ^f^, • • •. If. 
 
 Hosanna, with a chcciY^^*''^ of blessing . . 74 
 
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 How firm a foundation, P.*?, ^/^^^ ttt 
 
 How long wilt Thou iiPl_"^« ^^'^ '. ^^« 
 
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 a Thee 359 
 
 I am a stranger here . .*58 excelling 176 
 
 If 'tis sweet to mingle vi^^ Father 158 
 
 I heard the voice of J^s^.^^^ 26> 
 
 I lay my sins on Josus .,ngels*blVss'Thc*eV *,*.. 51 
 
 I love the Lord : He heo^^^g^ treasures 20 
 
 I'm not ashamed to own ^^^ to be 218 
 
 I my Ebenezer raise . . . . ^ Hi« throne .' '. *. ! '. '. . 229 
 
 In all my Lord's appointc.g^ jjjg ^^.^^^ 280 
 
 In vain we seek for peace',' „« oqq 
 
 I need Thee, precious Jest^ jilone 189 
 
 In one fraternal bond of Icj ' lq^^ * ' ' \ \ '^'^,. 55 
 In Thy name, O Lord, assti-j^jj^^ i^^gg ....../. 137 
 
 Isles of the deep, rejoice ! rt^^ " . ,,,*]....,. 138 
 
 I would commune with Theoi'^ j* g^^l^y !!!!!! 167 
 
 I will approach Thee — I will !,„ ^, 
 
 I will exalt Thee, Lord of hosv. , iV^ ^f U . , . ^ 165 
 
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 Glory be to God on high . '^ "^^"^^ °V 
 
 Glorious things of Thoe aA "^^"^^ X . 
 
 Go to dark Gethsemane . ^^^^^usness 94 
 
 God in His church is knc ^'"^ ^^^^ , ^^ 
 
 God is tlie refuge of His /^ • • • ' ; ' : j^^ 
 
 God is love. His mercy I3 i^iountam IGO 
 
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 Great God, we sing thc^ ^^^^^ 242 
 
 Great God, attend wh'P^P^* : • H^ 
 
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 „ ., , X- , mt one plea 13G 
 
 Hail, ye days oi soler 
 
 Hallelujah ! raise oh^ ^o„i 93 
 
 Halleluiah ! joyful p\^^^ ^o God belong. . . . 326 
 Happy the souls to. 
 
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 Hark the cry, ".; ^^ saviour say 1 86 
 
 Hark ! the song ^^ j^^rd is willing 2C9 
 
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 Let us, with a gladsome mind 356 
 
 Lift up your i)eads, ye gates I and wide ... 71 
 
 Lo ! He comes Avith cloudK descending. . . 82 
 
 Look, ye saints, the siglit is glorious 73 
 
 Look upon me. Lord, I pray Thee 221 
 
 Lord, for the mercies of the night 2 
 
 Lord (Jod, the Holy Gliost.. . .' 110 
 
 Lord, at Thy feet we sinners lie 153 
 
 Lord, we lie heforc Thy feet 154 
 
 Lord, 1 h'jar of showers ol blessing 174 
 
 Lord, through the desert dreai and wide . 180 
 
 Lord, wc come before Thee now 262 
 
 Lord, wc all look up to Thee 235 
 
 Lord, our waiting spirits bow 266 
 
 Lord of my life, my hope, my joy 308 
 
 Lord, I daily call on Thee 359 
 
 Love divine, all loves excelling 176 
 
 Mercy, mercy, God the Father 158 
 
 Met again in Jesus' name 26> 
 
 Mighty God ! while angels bless Thee. ... 51 
 
 Music, bring thy sweetest treasures 20 
 
 My God, permit me not to be 218 
 
 My best-beloved keeps Hia throne 229 
 
 My helper God ! I bless His name 280 
 
 My life's a shade, my days 290 
 
 My spirit looks to God alone 189 
 
 My dear Redeemer and my Lord 55 
 
 My hope is built on nothing less ........ 137 
 
 My faith looks up to Thee ....... ,:.^i,.^^; l$9i 
 
 My God and Father ! while I stray . . . . ,'. 167 
 
 Nearer my God, to Thee . . , VV^ ^'^'Tv\\', . . 166 
 
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 Not all the blood of beasts 142 
 
 Nothing, cither great or small 135 
 
 Now that the sun is beaming bright 1 
 
 Now to the power of God supreme 44 
 
 Now begin the heavenly theme 107 
 
 Now from the world withdrawn 258 
 
 bless the Lord, my soul 339 
 
 O'er the gloomy hills of darkness 257 
 
 Oft in sorrow, oft in woe 183 
 
 for an overcoming faith 284 
 
 Of earthly stay bereft 329 
 
 God, the help of all Thy saints 309 
 
 greatly blessed the people are 332 
 
 God, my heart is fully bent 343 
 
 Oh come and mourn with me awhile 60 
 
 Oh could I speak the matchless worth ... 106 
 
 Oh for a thousand tongues to sing 103 
 
 Oh for a closer walk with God 166 
 
 Oh ! for a glance of heavenly day 151 
 
 Oh for a heart to praise my God 173 
 
 Oh happy day, that fix'd my choice 177 
 
 Oh, love beyond the reach of thought. ... 41 
 Oh! plead my cause, my Saviour, plead. . 317 
 Oh praise the Lord, 'tis sweet to raise. . . . 360 
 
 Oh praise ye the Lord 361 
 
 Oh, render thanks, and bless the Lord . . . 342 
 Oh that the Lord would guide my ways . . 350 
 
 Oh that my load of sin was gone 155 
 
 Oh Thou, from whom all goodness flows , 1 70 
 Oh what amazing words of grace , , 122 
 
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 Oh worsbip the King . , » , 340 
 
 O Jesus 1 the glory, the wonder, and love. 306 
 
 O Love divine, how sweet Thou art 226 
 
 Lord our God, arise 266 
 
 O my soul, what means this sadness 171 
 
 O might this worthless heart of mine .... 220 
 
 One there is above all others 86 
 
 patient, spotless One 223 
 
 O praise the Lord in that blest place 362 
 
 that the Lord's salvation 311 
 
 O Thou that hearest prayer 270 
 
 thou, my soul, forget no more 87 
 
 Thou the hope of Israel's host 246 
 
 Thou that hear'st when sinners cry, . . . 323. 
 
 Our blest Redeemer ere He breathed .... 108 
 
 Our God, our help in ages past 533 
 
 Our Lord is risen from the dead 314 
 
 Palms of glory, raiment bright 302 
 
 Pity, Lord, a wretched creature 159 
 
 Praise God, from whom all blessings flow. 12 
 
 Praise the God of all creation 14 
 
 Praise the Lord, ye heavens, adore Him. . 22 
 
 Praise to Thee, Thou great Creator 30 
 
 Praise, my soul, the King of heaven 341 
 
 Praise to God on high be given , , . 355 
 
 Pray that Jerusalem may have 351 
 
 Prayer is the soul's sincere desire 253 
 
 Prostrate, dear Jesus, at Thy feet 168 
 
 Quiet, Lord, my fro ward heart 353 
 
 Raise your triumphant songs 47 
 
 Rejoice, the Lord is King 74 
 
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 Revive Thy work, Lord 248 
 
 Rock of Ages, cleft for mc 140 
 
 Salvation I oh, the joyful sound 46 
 
 Saviour I through the desert lead us 227 
 
 Saviour, visit Thy plantation 249 
 
 Set thou thy trust upon the Lord 818 
 
 <' Showers of blessing," gracious promise . 247 
 
 Since all the downward tracks of time .... 34 
 
 Sing, heavens ! earth, rejoice ! 69 
 
 Sinner, oh why so thoughtless grown. ... 131 
 
 Sing, ye saints, admire and wonder 195 
 
 Sing, ye redeemed of the Lord 196 
 
 Softly now the light of day 7 
 
 Sovereign Ruler of the skies 31 
 
 Sons we are through God's election 36 
 
 So let our lips and lives express 175 
 
 Spirit divine ! attend our prayers 116 
 
 Stand up and bless the Lord 23 
 
 Stand up ! stand up for Jesus 184 
 
 Stranger and pilgrim here below 344 
 
 Sweet the moments, rich in blessing 62 
 
 Sweeter sounds than music knows 90 
 
 Sweet hour of prayer 1 sweet hour of prayer 268 
 
 The God of Abraham praise 40 
 
 The Holy Ghost is here Ill 
 
 The heavens declare Thy glory, Lord. . . . 312 
 
 The Lord my pasture shall prepare 313 
 
 The Lord is King, lift up thy voice 24 
 
 The Lord shall come 1 the earth shall quake 83 
 
 The moon and stars shall losfe their light. 205 
 
 %'he peofiie of the Lord 300 
 
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 The spotless Saviour lived for me 163 
 
 The time draws nigh when from the clouds 288 
 
 There is a land of pure delight 301 
 
 There is a fountain fill'd with blood .... 64 
 
 There is a safe and secret place 334 
 
 There is life for a look at the Crucified One 134 
 
 This is the (;iay the Lord hath made 5 
 
 This is not my place of resting 292 
 
 Thou art gone up on high 70 
 
 Thou art the Way : to Thee alone 97 
 
 Thou dear Redeemer, dying Lamb 93 
 
 Through all the changing scenes of life. . 316 
 
 Thus far my God hath led me on . , 213 
 
 Thy name, Almighty Lord 349 
 
 Thy promise, Lord, is perfect peace 307 
 
 'Tis my happiness below 212 
 
 'Tis not that I did choose Thee , 35 
 
 'Tis not by works of righteousness 45 
 
 'Tis religion that can give 200 
 
 To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost 18 
 
 To God the Father, God the Son 17 
 
 To Him that loved the souls of men . . . » . 98 
 
 To Thee, dear, dear Saviour 222 
 
 Too long, alas, I vainly sought 304 
 
 'Twas not to make Jehovah's love 38 
 
 Vital spark of heavenly flame 285 
 
 Wait, my soul, upon the Lord 209 
 
 Wake, harp of Zion, wake again 81 
 
 We come, blest Jesus, to Thy throne . . . . 267 
 We love Thee, Lord, because when we..;' 60 
 
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 Welcome sight, the Lord descending .... 78 
 
 Welcome, welcome, great Redeemer 143 
 
 We speak of the realms of the hlest 303 
 
 What equal honour shall we bring 100 
 
 What though no flowers the tig tree clothe 210 
 
 When all Thy mercieg, O my God 33 
 
 When I can read my title clear 295 
 
 When I stand before the throne 49 
 
 When I survey the wondrous cross ,.;,.. 63 
 
 When langour and disease invade 208 
 
 When the last trumpet's awful voice .... 289 
 WhenThou,my righteous Judge, shalt come 84 
 
 When wilt Thou come unto me, Lord. , . . 219 
 
 Where high the heavenly temple stands . 72 
 
 Where two or three, with sweet accord . . 265 
 
 While the heralds of salvation 252 
 
 While with ceaseless course the sun 282 
 
 Who can d(;scribe the joys that rise 273 
 
 Who can praise the blessed God 193 
 
 Who shall condemn to endless flumes, . . . 37 
 
 Why do we mourn departed friends. 286 
 
 With all my' powers of heart and tongue . 358 
 
 With broken heart and contrite sigh 167 
 
 With David's Lord and ours 39 
 
 With hearts in love abounding ....,,.... 321 
 
 With tearful eyes I look around 166 
 
 "Ye nations round the earth, rejoice 337 
 
 Ye that in His courts are found , , . . 127 
 
 Ye sinners, fear the Lord 130 
 
 Yes, the Redeemer rose 68 
 
 .Your harps, ye trembling saints. . . . , i . , . 187 
 
 Zion stands by hills surrounded ......... 232 
 
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