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P S A L Si
A GOIAECTIOIT 0?
HYMNS AND SACRED SONGS
70S THS US£ OF
BAPTIST CHURCHES.
BY SIDNEY DYER.
KBVISED AKD CORRECTED EDITIOH.
LOUISVILLE:
MORTON & GRISWOLD
■ntered according to act of Congress, ia the jmte
1851, by S. Dyer, in tlie Clerk's Office of the Distmk
Court for the District of Kentucky.
MORTON & GRISWOLD,
8TBRE0TTPERS Sc PRISTE9M.
PREFACE
TO THE IMPROVED EDITION.
It is now a little over eighteen montha
since this work was first submitted to the
judgment of the public, and the manner
of its reception has fully met the expecta-
tions of the compiler, both as regards the
opinions of its adaptedness to the wants of
the churches, and the number of copies
required to meet the demand.
It was an experiment to see how far a
Hymn Book, whose arrangement was based
on the natural rise of religious emotions,
instead of the order in which points of
theology have been classified, would meet
the wants of our revival and social meet-
ings, by giving a class of hymns expressive
of the various religious emotions which arc
then called into exercise, and in order to
enable the worshipper to find them on the
3
spur of the moment. From the expres*
siens of approbation received from promi-
nent brethren »n the ministry and others,
from all parts of the country, and especially
from the fact that, wherever it has been
used, it has received the highest commen-
dations, the most ardent anticipations of
its usefulness have been realized.
The previous large editions having been
exhausted, the occasion has been improved
to give the work a thorough revision, to
free it from typographical error ; and, at
the suggestion of many brethren, the seem-
ingly sectional title has been dropped, by
substituting that by which it is most gen-
erally known.
With these remarks, the work is again
submitted to those who love to sing the
songs of Zion, "making melody in their
hearts unto the Lord," with the sincere
prayer, that the blessing of Him, whose
approbation alone can make it useful, may
CA^er attend its circulation.
S D.
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ORDER OF ARRANGEMENT.
hymn. paqb.
Praises to God, 1 17
Praises to Christ, 22 23
The Bible, 44 50
The Sabbath, 55 58
Prayer, 63 64
Prayer for the Spirit's Influence, 72 72
Prayer for a Revival, .... 83 79
Sinners Warned and Entreated, . 93 87
The Penitent, 121 109
The Convert, .... .. 151 134
Baptism, 176 157
Christian Fellowship, .... 195 171
Christian Duties and Exercises, .213 184
Social and Family Worship, . . 320 271
Lord's Supper, 385 318
Missions, 398 328
Tim/, and Eternity, 411 339
Death and the Resurrection, . . 424 349
Judgment, 446 365
Heaven, 453 371
Doxologies, 383
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INDEX.
AwARE, my soul, in joyful lays, .
All hail the power of Jesus' name,
Angels, roll the rock away, . . ,
Another six days' work is done.
As showers on meadows newly mown^
And canst thou, sinner, slight.
Awaked by Sinai's awful sound,
Alas! and did my Saviour bleed, .
A broken heart, my God, my King,
Amazing grace ! how sweet the sound;
Arise, my soul, arise,
At thy inviting words of love, . .
At the eleventh hour, Lord, . .
Am I soldier of the cross, . . .
Alas ' what hourly dangers rise.
Awake, my soul, stretch every nerve
A charge to keep I have, . . .
Awake, our souls, away our fears, .
Almighty Lord ! before thy throne,
Approach, my soul, the mercy-seat.
Assembled round thine altar. Lord,
And now, my soul, another year, .
Almighty Maker of my frame, . .
And must this body die, ....
As vernal flowers that scent the morn
As flows the rapid river.
And will the Judge descend,
BEFORE Jehovah's awful throne, .
Bless, my soul, the living God, .
Behold the throne of grace, . .
Blow ye the trumpet, blow, . . .
Behold a stranger at the door, .
Broad is the road that leads to death,
Beside the gospel pool, ....
Baptized into our Saviour's death.
Beneath the Jordan's limpid wave,
Blest Saviour, we thy will obey.
Brother in Christ, and well beloved.
Blest be the tie that binds, . . .
Believing souls, of Christ beloved,
Blest be the dear, uniting love,
Blest are tbp sons of peace, , . .
By cool Siloam's shady rill, . . .
INDEX.
Begone, unbelief, .......
Brethren, while we sojourn here, . .
Bread of heaven, on thee we feed,
C05LE, sound his praise abroad, . .
Come, thou almighty King, ....
Come, ye that love the Saviour's name.
Come, let us join our cheerful songs, .
Come, Holy Spirit, come, ....
Come, gracious Spirit, heavenly Dove,
Come, Holy Spirit, come, ....
Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove,
Come, Lord, in mercy come again.
Come, thou soul-transforming Spirit,
Come, ye sinners, poor and needy.
Come, weary souls, with sins distressed.
Come, trembling sinner, in whose breast
Come, heart-broken sinner, ....
Canst thou, Lord, forgive so soon, .
Come, saints and sinners, hear me tell
Come, all ye sons of God, and view, .
Come, happy souls, adore the Lamb, .
Come, Holy Spirit, Dove divine.
Come in, thou blessed of the Lord,
Come in, thou blessed of the Lord,
Come away to the skies,
Come, we that love the Lord, . . .
Come, ye disconsolate, where'er ye languish
Children of the heavenly King, . .
Come, thou Fount of every blessing, .
Come, dearest Lord, descend and dwell,
Come, let us lift our joyful eyes,
Come, let us anew, .'....,
Cease here longer to detain me,
Come ye mourners, cease to languish.
Come, let us join our friends above, .
DEEP are the wounds which sin has made,
Delay not, delay not, sinner, draw near-
Dear Saviour, prostrate at thy feet, .
Depth of mercy ! — can there be, . .
Didst thou, dear Saviour, sufifer ehamej
Do not I love thee, my Lord, . .
Did Christ o'er sinners weep, . . ,
Dear refuge of my weary soiil, . . .
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Daughter of Zion, awake from thy sadness,
Dear Father, to thy mercy-seat,
HTXlf.
818
331
•Do this," and remember the blood that was shed 397
EARLY, my God, without delay, .
Eternal Spirit, God of truth, . .
Enter, Jesus bids thee welcome,
Eneompassed with clouds of distress,
Eternity is just at hand, . . .
FROM all that dwell below the skiesj
Father of mercies, in thy word,
Frequent the day of God returns, .
First have these lovers of the word,
From whence doth this union arise.
Father, whate'er of earthly bliss, .
Farewell to my home, ....
Far from the world, Lord, I flee.
Father of all, thy care we bless, .
Father, adored in worlds above,
Father divine, thy piercing eye.
From every stormy wind that blows,
From Greenland's icy mountains, •
GREAT God, attend, while Zion singa
God is the refuge of his saints, .
Gracious Spirit — Lord divine, . .
Great God, we in thy courts appear,
Gracious Saviour! we adore thee, .
God, my supporter and my hope, •
God moves in a mysterious way, .
Grace, 'tis a charming sound, .
Gently, Lord, oh, gently lead us, .
Give me the wings of faith to rise,
God forbid that I should glory,
God of mercy, hear our prayer,
God of the morning, at whose voice,
Great God, indulge my humble claim;
Glory to thee, my God, this night,
Great God ! to thee my evening song,
"Go preach my gospel,!' saith the Lord,
God of eternitv, from thee, ....
HAIL, thou blest mcyrn ! see the great Mediator.
Hark the glad sound, the Saviour comes,
How sweet the name of Jesus sounds,
He dies ! — the friend of sinners dies,
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INDEX.
Hark ! ten thousand harps and voices, ... 43
How precious is the book divine, 44
Holy Bible ! book dirine, 49
How painfully pleasing the fond recollection, . 52
Holy Source of consolation, 72
Holy Spirit, from on high, . 80
Hasten, O sinner, to be wise, 97
Hark, sinner, while God from on high doth entreat 118
Here at thy cross, incarnate God, .... 124
Have mercy. Lord, on me, 130
Hail, sovereign love, that first began, . . . 134
How lost was my condition, 158
How happy's every child of grace, . ... 169
How happy are they who their Saviour obey, . 172
Humble souls, who seek salvation, .... 176
Here at the early noon of life, 194
How blest the sacred tie that binds, .... 201
How sweet, how heavenly is the sight, . . . 205
Hail, sweetest, dearest tie that binds, . . . 211
How oft have sin and Satan strove, .... 215
How tender is thy hand, 218
How pleased and blest was I, 231
How vain are all things here below, .... 237
He lives ! the great Redeemer lives, .... 246
How firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord, . 252
Had I the tongues of Greeks and Jews, . . . 269
How pleasant, how divinely fair, 272
How tedious and tasteless the hours, .... 276
How did my heart rejoice to hear, 283
How oft, alas ! this wretched heart, .... 288
How charming is the place, ...... 322
How sweet to leave the world awhile, . . . 357
How can I sink with such a prop, 363
How sweet the melting lay, 866
How are thy servants blessed, Lord, . . . 369
How can we see the children, Lord, .... 373
Hail, ye days of solemn meeting, 378
Hither, ye faithful, haste with songs of triumph, 381
How condescending and how kind, .... 385
Here at thy table. Lord, we meet, 392
How sweet and awful is the place, .... 395
How beauteous are their feet, 402
How short and hasty is our life, ..... 42Q
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IIIDEX.
HTMK.
Hark from the tombs a warning sound, . . . 426
How rest the saints in Christ, who sleep, . . 481
How blest the righteous when he dies, . . . 433
Hear what the voice from heaven proclaims, . 438
How sad to return to the home where light-hearted, 444
How swift, alas ! the moments fiy, .... 412
How sweet to reflect on those joys that await me, 459
I HEAR the voice of singing, 19
I'll praise my Maker while I've breath, ... 20
I love to steal awhile away, 68
I saw One hanging on a tree, 126
In the cross of Christ I glory, 160
In all my Lord's appointed ways, 176
I love thy kingdom, Lord, 210
In all my ways, God, 228
1 'm not ashamed to own my Lord, , . . , 236
7n duties and in sufferings too, ..... 238
I think not of the starry crown, 302
I would not have life's pathway smooth, . . 317
If worldlings ask the reason why, .... 320
In thy great name, Lord, we come, . . . 323
I love to rise at early day, 324
Indulgent Father, by whose care, 330
In this calm impressive hour, 334
Is this the kind return, 364
If human kindness meets return, 393
I would not live always : I ask not to stay, . . 442
JOY to the woi-ld — the Lord is come, ... 35
Jesus, I love thy charming name, 37
Jesus, who knows full well, 65
Jesus, thou art the sinner's friend, .... 141
•Tesus, save my dying soul, 142
Jesus, lover of my soul, 143
Just as I am, without one plea, 150
Jesus, my all, to heaven is gone, 151
Jesus, I my cross have taken, 156
Jesus, and shall it ever be, 163
Jesus, we come at thy command, 189
Jesus, I love thy charming name, .... 275
Jesus shall reign where'er the sun, .... 406
Jerusalem I my happy home, 466
KINDRED in Christ, for his dear pake, ... 209
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INDEX.
LORD, in the morning thou shalt hear,
Lord, I have made thy word my choice,
Lord, I approach the mercy-seat, . .
Look down, Lord, with pitying eye,
Let every mortal ear attend, . .
Life is the time to serve the Lord, .
Lo! on a narrow neck of land,
Lord, how secure my conscience was.
Let worldly minds the world pursue,
Lo! what an entertaining sight, .
Lord, we confess our numerous faults,
Light of those whose dreary dwelling.
Long have we heard the joyful sound.
Lord, in thy presence here we meet.
Let sinners take their course, . .
Lord, what a thoughtless wretch was
Love divine, all love excelling, . .
Let thy kingdom blessed Saviour, .
Lord, when we bow before thy throne,
Lord let my prayer like incense rise,
Lord, of the worlds above, . . .
Lord, I will bless thee all my days.
Lord, thou wilt hear me when I pray.
Lord, we come before thee now.
Lord, dismiss us with thy blessing.
Lord, when we bow before thy throne.
Lord, at thy table I behold,
Life is a span — a fleeting hour,
Lo ! he comes, with clouds descending,
MY soul, repeat his praise, .
My soul shall praise thee, my God,
My God, my King, thy various praise,
"Mercj', thou Son of David,"
My soul's full of glory, inspiring my tongue,
My soul forsakes her vain delight.
My God, my portion, and my love.
My faith looks up to thee, . .
Meekly in Jordan's holy stream, .
My God! the spring of all my joys,
My God, permit me not to be, . .
My soul, be on thy guard, . . .
My bark is on the deep, ....
'Mid scenes of confusion and creature complaints, 25€
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INDEX.
UTMir.
My gracious Lord, I own thy right, . . . 294
My dear Redeemer and my Lord, . . . . 266
My country ! 't is of thee, 287
Mary to the Saviour's tomb, 295
My God, my life, my love, . 321
My God, how endless is thy love, 333
My soul, come meditate the day, 440
Mother, has the dove that nestled, . . • . 441
NOW is the day of grace, 99
Now is the accepted time, « 116
Now the Saviour stands a pleading, .... 117
Now I resolve, with all my heart, . .• . . . 154
Not all the blood of beasts, 223
Now, gracious Lord, thine arm reveal, ... 335
Now, from the altar of our hearts, .... 368
Now from labor and from care, ..... 384
No room for mirth or trifling here, .... 423
PRAISE ye the Lord, prepare a new song, . 17
One there is above all others, ...... 22
Oh, for a thousand tongues to sing, .... 33
Oh, for a shout of sacred joy, 40
Oh, welcome the day, 62
thou that hearest prayer, 81
Once, Lord, thy garden flourished, .... 89
Lord, thy work revive, • 90
Lord, and shall our fainting souls, .... 92
Out of the deeps, Lord, we call, . . . .123
Oh, that my load of sin were gone, .... 133
Oh, for that tenderness of heart, 147
Lord, thy tender mercy hears, 149
Oh, happy day, that fixed my choice, .... 152
Oh, when shall I see Jesus, 171
tell me no more of this vain world's store, . 174
Lord, and will thy pardoning love, .... 177
Our Saviour bowed beneath the wave, . . . 188
Our souls by love together knit, 207
Oh, for a closer walk with God, 229
thou whose compassionate care, 233
thou in whose presence my soul takes delight, 250
Once I thought my mountain strong, .... 257
Oh, could I find, from day to day, 268
thou, from whom all goodness flows, . . . 271
Oh, for a heart to praise my God, . . c . • 279
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INDEX.
Ot! ibr a glance of heavenly day,
thou that hear'.st when sinners cry,
Our bondage here shall end, by and by.
Oh, if my soul was formed ibr woe,
Lord, my best desires fulfill, . .
Ohj how the hearts of those revive,
thou whose mercy guides my way,
Ohl where shall rest be found,
Once more, my soul, the rising day,
Lord, our languid souls inspire, .
Lord, behold us at thy feet, . .
Lord ! I would delight in thee, .
Oh, turn, great Kuler of the skies,
Oh, that the Lord would guide my ways,
Lord, another day is flown, . ,
thou who driest the mourner's tear,
Lord, we come before thee now, .
Once more before we part, . . .
O'er the gloomy hills of darkness, .
On the mountain's top appearing, .
Our life is like an idle dream, . .
God, my inmost soul convert, .
Oh sing to me of heaven,
On Jordan's stormy banks I stand,
PRAISE to God, the great Creator,
Praise ye Jehovah's name, . .
Plunged in a gulf of dark despair,
Prayer is the breath of God in man
Prayer is the soul's sincere desire, .
Prayer is appointed to convej', .
Praise, my soul, the God that sought thee,
REVIVE thy churches, Lord, with grace.
Retire, vain world, awhile retire, .
Return, wanderer, now return, .
Repent ! the voice celestial cries, .
Rock of ages, cleft for me, . . .
Repent, believe, and be baptized, .
Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings.
Return, my roving heart, return, .
Rejoice, rejoice, the promised time is coming
Remember thee, redeeming Lord, .
gWEET is the memory of thy grace, .
Sweet is the work, Lord, ....
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INDEX.
HTMK
Sing to the Lord, ye distant lands, . . ' . . 29
Safely through another week, 56
Sweet is the work, my God, my King, ... 61
Stay, thou insulted Spirit, stay, 82
Spirit of holiness, descend, • 85
Saviour, visit thy plantation, 88
Sovereign grace has power alone, 93
Sinners, the voice of God regard, 94
Stop, poor sinner, stop and think, .... 108
Sovereign Ruler, Lord of all, 125
Show pity, Lord ; Lord, forgive, .... 127
Sweet the moment, rich in blessing, .... 173
Saviour, thy law we love, 179
So let our lips and lives express, 213
Soft and light o'er the soul are now gliding, . 253
Sweet was the time when first I felt, .... 277
Sweet land of rest! for thee I sigh, .... 280
Soldiers of Christ, arise, 286
Stiarcher of hearts ! from mine erase, .... 296
Should storms arise, and darkness reign, . . . 819
Saviour, breathe an evening blessing, . . . 352
Salvation ! oh, the joyful sound, 4o4
Stoop down, my thoughts that used to rise, . 429
Servant of God, well done, 432
Shed not a tear o'er your friend's early bier, . 435
Sister, thou wast mild and lovely, .... 437
THROUGH all the changing scenes of life, . . 13
That thou art love, God, I see, 21
Thou sweet gliding Kedron, by thy silver stream, 41
The heavens declare thy glory. Lord, ... 45
This is the word of truth and love, .... 50
This is the field where hidden lies, .... 51
There is a calm and pure delight, . ... 63
This is the day the Lord hath made, . . .55
Thine earthly Sabbaths, Lord, we love, ... 60
The Saviour calls, let every ear, ,98
The Spirit, in our hearts, 101
The voice of free grace cries. Escape to the mouuta4nl06
Time is earnest, passing by, 109
There is a happy land, 114
The smitten heart and starting tear, .... 146
The great Redeemer we adore, 181
Thou hast said, exalted Jesus, 183
Thus far my God hath led me on, 2U
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INDEX.
HTMN.
Tis religion that can give, ...... 226
'Tis my happiness below, 243
The Lord is; my shepherd, he makes me repose, 251
The Lord is our shepherd, our guardian and guide 254
'Tis a point I long to know, 262
The Lord my pasture Sj^all prepare 263
There is a fountain Slh^ with blood, .... 268
The Lord into his garden comes, 282
The world may change from old to new, . . 284
To Jesus, the crown of my hope, 290
Take up thy cross 1 the Saviour said, .... 312
The day is past and gone, . . .... 359
To go from home, and with kindred to part, . 382
Though troubles assail, and thick dangers affright 383
This is the feost of heavenly wine, .... 391
'Twas on tb:>t dark, that doleful night, . . . 394
The King of Heaven his table spreads, . , . 396
The Prince of Salvation in triumph is riding, . 407
The morning light is breaking, 409
Time is winging us away, 416
Thee we adore, Eternal name, 421
The chariot I the chariot! its wheels roll on fire, 443
Thou art gone to the grave ; but we will not deplore 445
That awtul day will surely come, 447
The la^t lovely morning, 449
The day of wrath, that dreadful day, ... 450
There comes a day, a fearful day, 451
There is a place where my hopes are stayed, . 457
Though hard the winds are blowing, .... 45S
There is a land mine eye hsth seen, . . . 460
There is an hour of peaceful rest, 462
There is a land of pure delight, 464
This world is all a fleeting show, 467
UP to the fields where angels lie, 234
WHILE shepherds watched their flocks by night, 27
What glory gilds the sacred page, .... 46
Welcome sweet day of rest, 67
What v^Tious hindrances we meet, . . .66
When torn is the bosom by sorrow cr eare, , 71
Why will ye waste on trifling cares, .... 128
With tears of anguish I lament, 132
Weeping soul, no longer mourn, 139
We feel that heaveu is now begun, .... 164
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INDEX.
HTM».
When marshaled on the nightly plain, . . . 170
While in this sacred rite of thine, . - . . 184
With willing hearts we tread, ...... 190
With willing feet into the stream, ... 194
Welcome, thou well heloved of God, . . . 196
When languor and disease invade, ... 220
When all thy mercies, my God, • . . . 232
When shall we all meet again, . . • . . 259
When overwhelmed with grief, . . . . 261
When I can read my title clear, . . . . 278
When thou, my righteous Judge, shalt come, . 299
With joy we meditate the grace, 303
Whither goest thou, pilgrim stranger, - . 307
When, his salvation bringing, ...•,, 315
Why is my heart so far from thee, . . . 326
Where two or three, with sweet accord, . . 327
While thee I seek, protecting power, . . . 332
When the worn spirit wants ref)Ose, , . 337
When any turn from Zion's way, . . . 347
What shall I render to my God, . ... 365
When I survey the wondrous cross, .... 388
While now we taste these emblems, Lord, . . 390
When shall the voice of singing, . . . 399
Watchman ! tell us of the night, . ... 400
While, with ceaseless course, the sun, . . 417
Why should we start and fear to die, . . 425
When at the margin of the stream, . . - . 428
Why do we mourn departing friends, . . . 430
What, what is this that steals upon my frame, . 434
We speak of the realms of the blest, . . . 454
When shall we meet agafn, ... ... 461
What is life ? 'tis but a vapor, .... , 466
YE nations round the earth, rejoice, .... 6
Ye tribes of Adam, join, 16
Ye servants of God, your Master proclaim, . . 39
Ye daughters of Zion, declare, have you seen, . 42
Ye wretched, hungry, starving poor, ... 96
Ye sons of earth, arise, ..,.,... 100
Ye servants of the Lord, ... ... 244
Y© servants of God, ..... ... 274
Yea^ my native land, I love thee. . , . . . 408
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DYERS' PSALMIST.
PRAISES TO GOD.
^ L. M. Watw.
■•■• Sovereign Goodness.
1 BEFORE Jetovah's awful throne,
Ye nations, bow witli sacred joy ;
Know that the Lord is God alone,
He can create and he destroy.
2 His sovereign power, without our aid,
Made us of clay, and formed us men ;
And when like wandering sheep we strayed.
He brought us to his fold again.
3 We are his people — we his care —
Our souls, and all our mortal frame :
What lasting honors shall we rear,
Almighty Maker, to thy name ?
4 We'll crowd thy gates with thankful songs.
High as the heavens our voices raise ;
And earth, with her ten thousand tongues.
Shall fiU thy courts with sounding praise.
B 17
2.
3.
PRAISES TO GOD.
S. M. WATTi.
Greatness of God's Mercy,
1 MY soul, repeat his praise
WHose mercies are so great,
Whose anger is so slow to rise, '^
So ready to abate.
2 His power subdues our sins.
And his forgiving love,
Far as the east is from the west,
Doth all our guUt remove.
3 High as the heavens are raised
Above the ground we tread,
So far the riches of his grace
Our highest thoughts exceed.
S. M. Wattb.
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 work, and not our own,
He formed us by his word.
3 To-day attend his voice,
Nor dare provoke his rod ;
Come, like the people of his choice,
And own your gracious God.
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PRAISES TO GOD.
6's & 4's.
Invocation of the Trinity,
1 COItlE, thou almighty King,
Help us thy name to sing,
Help us to praise.
Father all glorious,
O'er all victorious,
Come, and reign over MJ,
Aicient of days,
9 JesuB our Lord, arise,
Scatter our enemies,
And make them fall.
liet thine almighty aid,
Our sure defense he made.
Our souls on thee he staid
Lord, hear our call.
3 Come, thou incarnate Word,
Gird on thy mighty sword ;
Our prayer attend ;
Come, and thy people bless,
And give thy word success ;
Spirit of holiness,
On us descend.
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.
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PRAISES TO GOD.
3 To the great One in Tkree,
The highest praises be.
Hence evermore.
His sovereign majesty,
May we in glory see,
And to eternity,
Love and adore.
' L. M. Watth.
Joy of Public Worship.
1 GREAT God. auend.. while Zion singa.
The joy that from thy presence springs ;
To spend one day with thee on earth
Eiceeds a thousand days of mirth.
2 Might I enjoy the meanest place
Within thy house, God oi grace,
Not tents of ease,, nor thrones of power.
Should tempt my feet to leave thy door.
3 God is our sun — he makes our day ;
God is our shield — he gnards onr way
from all the assaults of hell and sin;
From foes without, and foes within.
4 All needfnl grace will God bestow,
And crown that grace with glory too :
He gives us all things, and withiolds
No real good from upright sonls.
5 God, our King, whose sovereign sway
The glorious host of heaven obey,
Display thy grace, exert thy power.
Till all ou'earth thy name adore.
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PRAISES TO GOD.
/^ L. M. Watw.
^* Truise to our Creator.
1 YE nations round the earth,, rejoice
Before the Lord, your sovereign King ;
Serve him ^dth cheerful heart and voice ;
With all your tongues his glory sing.
2 The Lord is God ; 'tis he alone
Doth life, and breath, and being give ;
We are his work, and not our own ;
The sheep that on his pastures live.
3 Enter his gates with songs of joy;
With praises to his courts repair ;
laid make it your divine employ
To pay your thanks and honors there.
4 The Lord is good, the Lord is kind ;
Great is his grace, his mercy sure ;
And the whole race of man shall find
His truth from age to age endure.
ry L. 3[. WATPt.
t • Fraise for Eis Goodness.
1 BLESS, my soul, the living God,
Call home thy thoughts that rove abroad ;
Let all the powers within me join,
La work and worship so divine.
2 Bless, my soul, the God of grace ;
His favors claim the highest praise :
Why should the wonders he hath wrought.
Be lost in silence and forgot ?
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3 'Tis he, my soul, that sent his Son,
To die for crimes which thou hast done ;
He owns the ransom, and forgives
The hourly follies of our lives.
4 The vices of the mind he heals,
And cures the pains that nature feels ;
Redeems the soul from hell, and saves
Our wasting lives from threatening graves.
5 Our youth decayed, his power repairs ;
His mercy crowns our growing years :
He fills our store with every good,
And feeds our souls with heavenly food.
6 He sees the oppressor and th' oppressed,
And often gives the sufferers rest ;
But will his justice more display.
In the last great rewarding day.
8 0. M. Heginsothah.
• Fraise at all Times.
1 MY soul shall praise thee, O my God,
Through all my mortal days,
And in eternity prolong
Thy vast, thy boundless praise.
2 In every smiling, happy hour,
Be this my sweet employ ;
Thy praise refines my earthly bliss,
And heightens all my joy.
3 When anxious grief and gloomy care
Afflict my throbbing breast,
My tongue shall learn to speak thy praise,
And lull each pain to rest.
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4 Nor shall my tongue alone proclaim
The honors of my God ;
My life, with all its active powers.
Shall spread thy praise abroad.
5 And when these lips shall cease to move.
When death shall close these eyes,
My soul shall then, to nobler heights
Of joy and transport rise.
6 My powers shall then, in lofty strains,
Their grateful tribute pay ;
The theme demands an angel's tongue,
An everlasting day.
Q C. M. Watts.
i/» God's Goodness.
1 SWEET is the memory of thy grace.
My God, my heavenly King ;
Let age to age thy righteousness
In songs of glory sing.
2 God reigns on high, but ne'er confines
His goodness to the skies ;
Through all the earth his bounty shines,
And every want supplies.
3 How kind are thy compassions, Lord !
How slow thine anger moves !
But soon he sends his pardoning word,
To cheer the souls he loves.
4 Sweet is the memory of thy grace,
My God, my heavenly King ;
Let age to age thy righteousness
In songs of glory sing.
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PRAISES TO GOD.
8's & 7^3.
Universal Fraise.
1 Praise to God, the great Creator,
Praise to God from every tongue j
Join, my soul, with every creature.
Join the universal song.
2 Father ! source of all couapassion !
Pure, unbounded grace is thine :
Hail the God of our salvation-^
Praise him for his love divine.
3 Joyfully on earth adore him,
Till in heaven our song we raise ;
Then enraptured fall before him,
Lost in wonder, love and praise.
4 Praise to God, the great Creator,
Father, Son, and Holy Ghost;
Praise him, every living creature.
Earth and heaven's united hoet.
S. M.
Fraise stveet.
1 SWEET is the work, Lord,
Thy glorious name to sing,
To praise and pray, to hear thy word,
And grateful offerings bring.
2 Sweet, at the dawning light,
Thy boundless love to tell ;
And, when approach the shades of night,
Still on the theme to dwell.
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3 Sweet, on this day of rest,
To join in heart and voice,
With those who love and serve Thee bcflt.
And in thy name rejoice.
4 To songs of praise and joy,
Be every Sabbath given,
Since such shall be our blest employ
Eternally in heaven.
6's & 4's. W. GooDK.
Praise in the Courts of the Lord.
1 PRAISE ye Jehovah's name;
Praise through his courts proclaim ;
Rise and adore ;
' High o'er the heavens above,
Sound his great acts of love.
While his rich grace we prove,
Vast as his power.
2 Now let the trumpet raise
Triumphant sounds of praise.
Wide as his fame ;
There let the harp be found ;
Organs, with solemn sound,
Roll your deep notes around.
Filled with his name.
3 W^hUe his high praise ye sing,
Shake every sounding string :
Sweet the accord !
He vital breath bestows :
Let every breath that flows
His noblest fame disclose :
.. Praise ye the Lord.
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PRAISES TO GOD.
C. M. Tate & Beady.
Ueliance on God.
1 THROUGH aU tlie changing scenes of life,
In trouble and in joy,
The praises of my God shall stiU
My heart and tongue employ.
2 0, magnify the Lord with me,
With me exalt his name ;
When, in distress, to him I called,
He to my succor came.
3 0, make but trial of his love —
Experience will decide
How blest are they, and only they,
Who in his truth confide.
4 Fear him, ye saints, and you will then
Have nothing else to fear ;
Make you his service your delight,
He'll make your wants his care.
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Anticipating TForship.
1 LORD, in the morning thou shalt hear
My voice ascending high ;
To thee will I direct my prayer,
To thee lift up mine eye ; —
2 Up to the hills where Christ is gone
To plead for all his saints.
Presenting at his Father's throDe
Our songs and our compliMjftts.
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3 Thou art a God before whose sight
The wicked shall not stand ;
Sinners shall ne'er be thy delight,
Nor dwell at thy right hand.
4 But to thy house will I resort.
To taste thy mercies there ;
I wiU frequent thine holy court,
And worship in thy fear.
5 0, may thy Spirit guide my feet
In ways of righteousness,
Make every path of duty straight
And plain before my face.
' C. M. WATTt
)• Longing for God's Love.
1 EARLY, my God, without delay,
I haste to seek thy face ;
My thirsty spirit faiuts away,
Without thy cheering grace.
2 So pilgrims on the scorching sand.
Beneath the 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 life itself — with all its joys.
Can my best passions move.
Or raise so high my cheerful voice.
As thy forgiving love.
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PRAISES TO GOD.
H. M. Watm.
Exhortation to Fraise.
1 YE tribes of Adam, join
With heaven, and earth, and seas,
And offer notes divine
To your Creator's praise :
Ye holy throng I In words of light
Of angels bright, | Begin the song.
2 The shining worlds above
In glorious order stand,
Or in swift courses move.
By his supreme command :
He spake the word, I From nothing- came,
And all their frame | To praise the Lord.
3 Let all the nations fear
The God that rules above ;
He brings his people near,
And makes them taste his love :
"While earth and sky I His saints shall raise
Attempt his praise, | His honors high.
17. lO's & ll's.
,1 PRAISE ye the Lord, prepare a new song.
And let all his saints in full chorus join ;
With voices united the anthem prolong,
And show forth his praises in music divine.
2 Let them his great name devoutly adore ;
In loud swelling strains his praises express.
Who graciously opens his bountiful store,
Their wants t(? relieve, their children to bles«.
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3 With glory adorned his people shall sing
To God, who defense and plenty supplies ;
Their loud acclamations to him, their great King,
Through earth shall be sounded and reach to
the skies.
4 Ye angels above, his glories who've sung,
In loftiest notes stUl publish his praise ;
We mortals,. delighted,would borrow your tongues,
Would join in your numbers and chant to
your lays.
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All Traise due io God.
1 MY God, my King, thy various praise
Shall fill the remnant of my days ;
Thy grace employ my humble tongiie,
Till death and glory raise the song.
2 The wings of every hour shall bear
Some thankful tribute to thine ear ;
And every setting sun shall see
New works of duty done for thee.
3 Thy works with boundless glory shine.
And speak thy majesty divine ;
Let every realm with joy proclaim
The sound and honor of thy name,
1 Let distant times and nations raise
The long succession of thy praise,
And unborn ages make my song
The joy and triumph of their tongue.
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7's & 6's. S. Dyer.
. Nattre's Traises.
1 I HEAR the voice of singing
Among the waving trees,
Its echoes sweetly ringing
In every passing breeze.
The brooks, with murmuring voices,
Pour forth their noisy lays,
And everything rejoices
To sing Jehovah's praise.
2 The deep-voiced waves of Ocean
Roll on the tide of song,
While storms in wild commotion
The anthem notes prolong ;
The cloud-strung harps, sonorous.
In lingering thunder strains.
Join with the stars in chorus,
Along the heavenly plains.
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Fraise is Eternal.
I'LL praise my Maker while I've breath,
And when my voice Is lost in death,
Praise shall employ my nobler powers ;
My days of praise shall ne'er be past.
While life, and thought, and being last,
And immortality endures.
Happy the man whose hopes pely
On Israel's God : he made the sky.
And earth, and seas, with all their train :
His truth forever stands secure :
He saved th' oppressed, he feeds the poor,
And none shall find his promise vain.
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3 The Lord pours eyesight on the blind :
The Lord supports the fainting mind,
He sends the laboring conscience peace;
He helps the stranger in distress,
The widow and the fatherless,
And grants the prisoner sweet release.
4 I'll praise him while he gives me breath,
And when my voice is lost in death.
Praise shall employ my nobler powers :
My days of praise shall ne'er be past.
While life, and thought, and being last.
And immortality endures.
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God is Love.
1 THAT Thou art love, God, I see.
Where'er I turn mine eye.
The earth around is full of Thee,
The ocean, air, and sky,
2 Thy hand hath formed the ponderous globe,
And spread the heavenly plain ;
Thou givest the year its various robe.
As seasons roll amain.
3 The stars which deck night's diadem.
Evince thy matchless skill ;
Thy wisdom formed each peerless gem,
And they obey thy will.
4 And Thou hast stamped one ray of thine
Upon the sun's bright face,
And while it doth with radiance shine,
'Twill show thy boundless grace.
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5 But, my soul, how feeble still
Is love in Nature shown !
But hark ! there comes from Calvary's hill
A cry of grief — a groan —
6 Oh, Love Divine, immense, supreme !
The Sovereign Lord above
Now dies for man — the peerless scheme —
The proof that " God is Love ! "
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8's & 7's.
Christ the Friend of Sinners.
1 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.
2 Which of all our friends, to save us,
Could or would have shed his blood ?
But this Saviour died, to have us
Reconciled in him to God.
3 When he lived on earth, abased,
Ericnd of Sinners was his name;
Now, above all glory raised.
He rejoices in the same.
4 for grace our hearts to soften !
Teach us, Lord, at length to love ;
We, alas ! forget too often
What a Friend we have above.
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PRAISES TO CHRIST.
L. M. Medlk?-
Christ's Loving Kindness^
1 AWAKE, my soul, in joyful lays,
And sing thy great Redeemer's praise ;
He justly claims a song from me :
His loving kindness, oh, how free !
2 He saw mc ruined by the fall,
Yet loved me, notwithstanding all ;
He saved me from my lost estate :
His loving kindness, oh, how great !
3 Though numerous hosts of mighty foes,
Though earth and hell, my way oppose.
He safely leads my soul along :
His loving kindness, oh, how strong !
4 I often feel my sinful heart
Prone from my Saviour to depart ;
But though I oft have him forgot,
His loving kindness changes not.
5 Soon shall I pass the gloomy vale ;
Soon all my mortal powers must failj
Oh, may my last, expiring breath
His loving kindness sing in death.
6 Then let me mount and soar away
To the bright world of endless day.
And sing, with rapture and surprise.
His loving kindness in the skies.
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^ . II'S & lO's.
^^* Star in the Hast.
1 HAIL, thou blest morn ! see the great Mediator
Down from the regions of glory descend ;
Shepherds go worship the babe in the manger,
Lo ! for his guard the bright angels attend.
CHORUS.
Brightest and best of the sons of the morning.
Dawn on our darkness, and lend us your aid ;
Star iu the east, the horizon adorning,
Guide where the infant Redeemer was laid.
2 Cold on his cradle the dew drops are shining,
Low lies his head with the beasts of the stall.
Angels adore him in slumbers reclining.
Maker, and Monarch, and Saviour of all.
3 Say, shall we yield him in costly devotion,
Odors of Eden and offerings divine —
Gems from the mountain and pearls from the
ocean.
Myrrh from the forest and gold from the minel
4 Vainly we offer each ample oblation ;
A^ainly for gold we his favor secure ;
Richer by far is the h mart's adoration,
Dearer to God are the prayers of the poor.
Q /r C. M. SxEiXB.
^'^* Kin^ of Saints.
1 COME, ye that love the Saviour's name.
And joy to make it known.
The Sovereign of your hearts proclaim,
And bow before his throne.
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PKAISES TO CHRIST.
S When in his earthly courts we view
The glories of our King,
We long to love as angels do,
And wish like them to siug.
3 And shall we long and wish iu vaia ?
Lord, teach our songs to rise :
Thy love can raise our humble strain.
And bid it reach the skies.
4 0, happy period ! glorious day !
When heaven and earth shall raise,
With all their powers, their raptured lay,
To celebrate thy praise.
9R L. M.
/J\J» Praise in all Lands.
1 FROM all that dwell below the skies,
Let the Creator's praise arise ;
Let the Redeemer's name be sung,
Through every land, by every tongue.
Eternal are thy mercies, Lord,
Eternal truth attends thy word ;
Thy praise shall sound from shore to shores
Till suns shall rise and set no more.
2 Your lofty themes, ye mortals, biing,
In songs of praise divinely sing :
The great salvation loud proclaim,
And shout for joy the Saviour's name.
In every land begin the song ;
To every land the strains belong ;
In cheerful sounds all voices raise.
And fill the world with loudest praise,
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PRAISES TO CHRIST.
97 c. M.
^ • • Nativity of Christ.
1 WHILE shepherds watched their flocks by
night,
All seated on the ground,
The angel of the Lord came down,
And glory shone ar»und.
2 " Fear not," said he, for mighty dread
Had seized their troubled mind ;
" Glad tidings of great joy I bring
To you and all mankiad.
3 " To you, in David's town, this day.
Is born of David's line,
The Saviour, who is Christ the Lord j
And this snail be the sign :
4 " The heavenly babe you there shaU find.
To human view displayed,
All meanly wrapped in swaddliog bands,
And in a manger laid."
5 Thus spake the seraph, and forthwith
Appeared a shining throng
Of angels praising God, who thus
Addressed their joyful song ;
6 " All glory be to God on high,
And to the earth be peace ;
Good will, henceforth, from heaven to men»
Begin and never cease."
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C. M. DODDRIDGK.
Advent of Christ.
1 HARK the glad sound, the Sanour comes,
The Saviour promised long :
Let every heart prepare a throne,
And every voice a song.
2 On Him the Spirit, largely poured,
Exerts his sacred fire ;
Wisdom and might, and zeal and love
His holy hreast inspire.
3 He comes the prisoners to release.
In Satan's bondage held,
The gates of brass before Him burst,
The iron fetters yield.
4 He comes from thickest films of vice
To clear the inward sight ;
And on the eyes obscured by sin,
To pour celestial light.
5 He comes the broken heart to bind.
The bleeding soul to cure ;
And with the treasures of Im grace.
To enrich the humble poor.
6 Our glad Hosannas, Prince of Peace,
Thy welcome shall proclaim.
And heaven's eternal arches ring
With thy beloved name.
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PRAISES TO CHRIST.
C. M. Watw.
Christ's first and second Coming.
1 SING to the Lord, ye distant lands,
Ye tribes of every tongue ;
His new -discovered grace demands
A Hew and nobler song.
2 Say to the nations, Jesns reigns,
God's own Almighty Son ;
His power the sinking world sustains.
And grace surrounds his throne.
3 Let heaven proclaim the joyful day ;
Joy through the earth be seen ;
Let cities shine in bright array.
And fields in cheerful green.
4 Let new seraphic joy surprise
The islands of the sea ;
Ye mountains, sink ; ye valleys, rise ;
Prepare the Lord his way.
5 Behold, he comes ! he comes to bless
The nations, as their God,
To show the world his righteousness.
And send his truth abroad.
6 But when his voice shall raise the dead.
And bid the world draw near,
How will the guilty nations dread
To see their Judge appear 1
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PRAISES TO CHWST.
C. M.
Coronation.
1 ALL hail the power of Jesus' namej
Let angels prostrate fall :
Bring forth the royal diadem,
And crown him Lord of all.
2 Jrown him, ye martyrs of our God,
Who from his altar call ;
Extol the stem of Jesse's rod,
And crown him Lord of all.
3 Ye chosen seed of Israel's race,
A remnant weak and small ;
Han him who saves you by his grace,
And crown him Lord of all.
4 Ye Gentile sinners, ne'er forget
The wormwood and the gall ;
Go, spread your trophies at his feet,
And crQJwn him Lord of all.
5 Let every kindred, every tribe,
On this terrestrial ball.
To him all majesty ascribe,
And crown him Lord of aU.
6 Oh that, with yonder sacred throng
We at his feet may fall -,
We'll join the everlasting song.
And crown him Lord of all,
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PRAISES TO CHRIST.
C. M. Newtojt.
Christ preciotis to Believers.
1 HOW sweet the name of Jesus sounds
In a believer's ear !
It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds,
And drives away his fear.
2 It makes the wounded spirit whole,
And calms the troubled breast ;
'Tis manna to the hungry soul.
And to the weary rest.
3 Dear name ! the rock on A'^hich I build,
My shield and hiding -placa,
My never-failing treasury, filled
"With boundless stores of grace.
4 By thee my prayers acceptance gain,
Although with sin defiled ;
Satan accuses me in vain,
And I am owned a child.
6 Jesus, my Shepherd, Husband, Friend,
My Prophet, Priest, and King,
My Lord, my Life, my "Way, my End,
Accept the praise I bring.
6 Weak is the effort of my heart,
And cold my wannest thought ;
But, when I see thee as thou art,
I'll praise thee as I ought.
7 Till then, I would thy love proclaim
With every fleeting breath ;
And may the music of thy name
Eefresh my soul in death. *
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PRAISES TO CHRIST.
32. L. M. Watw.
Death and Resurrection of Christ.
1 HE dies ! — the Friend of sinners dies ;
Lo ! Salem's daughters weep around ;
A solemn darkness veils the skies ;
A sudden trembling shakes the ground,
2 Ye saints, approach I — the anguish view
Of him who groans beneath your load ;
He gives his precious life for you ;
For you he sheds his precious blood.
3 Here's love and grief beyond degree ;
The Lord of glory dies for men ;
But lo ! what sudden joys we see 1
Jesus, the dead, revives again.
4 The rising God forsakes the tomb ;
Up to his Father's court he fUes ;
Cherubic legions guard him home,
And shout him welcome to the skies.
5 Break off your tears, ye saints, and tell
How high our great Deliverer reigns j
Sing how he spoiled the hosts of hell.
And led the tyrant Death in chains.
6 Say, " Live forever, glorious King,
Born to redeem, and strong to save ! "
Then ask, " Death, where is thy sting ?
And where thy victory, boasting Grave ? **
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FRaISES to CHRIST.
QQ C. M. C. Weslbt*
OO* The Name of Jesus precious.
1 FOR a thousand tongues to sing
Our great iledeemer's praise !
The glory of our God and King —
The triumph of his grace.
2 Jesus ! thy name removes our fears,
And bids our sorrows cease ;
'Tis music in the sinners ears ;
'Tis life, and health, and peace.
3 gracious Master ! heavenly Lord !
Assist us to proclaim.
And spread through all the earth abroad.
The honors of thy name.
4 Hosanna to the Lord be given
In loudest, noblest strains !
Hosanna in the highest heaven !
The great Redeemer reigns !
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C. M. Wat»
The Lamb of God worshiped.
1 COME, let us join our cheerful songs
"With angels' round the throne ;
■ Ten thousand thousand are their tongue?^
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." ■
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3 Jesus is worthy to receive
Honor and power divine ;
And blessings, more than we can give.
Be, Lord, forever thine.
4 Let all that dwell above the sky.
And air, and earth, and seas,
Conspire to lift thy glories high.
And speak thy endless praise.
5 The whole creation join in one,
To bless the sacred name
Of him who sits upon the throne,
And to adore the Lamb.
OK C. M. Watts.
00» Mission of Christ.
1 JOY to the world — the Lord is come !
Let earth receive her King :
Let every heart prepare him room.
And heaven and nature sing.
2 Joy to the earth — the Saviour reigns !
Let men their songs employ ;
While fields and floods, rocks, hills and
Repeat the sounding joy.
3 No more let sins and son'ows grow,
Nor thorns infest the ground ; ,
He comes to make his blessings flow,
Far as the curse is found.
4 He rules the world with truth ai d grace,
And makes the nations prove
The glories of his righteousness.
And wonders of his love.
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PRAISES TO CHRIST.
C. M. WATTfc
Traise to the Redeemer.
1 PLUNGED in a gulf of dark despair,
We wretched sinners lay,
Without one cheerful beam of hope,
Or spark of glimmering day.
2 With pitying eyes the Prince of grace
Beheld our helpless grief ;
He saw, and — oh, amazing love ! —
He flew to our relief.
3 Down from the shining seats above,
With joyful haste he fled,
Entered the grave ii^ mortal flesh,
And dwelt among the dead.
4 Oh, for this love, let rocks and hills
Their lasting silence break,
And all harmonious human tongues
The Saviour's praises speak.
5 Angels, assist our mighty joys ;
Strike all your harps of gold ;
But when you raise your highest notes,
His love can ne'er be told.
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C. M. Doddridge.
• Jesus precious to Them that believe,
JESUS, I love thy charming name ;
'Tis music to my ear ;
Fain would I sound it out so loud
That earth and heaven might hear.
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PRAISES TO CHRIST.
S Yes, thou art precious to my soul,
My transport aud my trust :
Jewels to thee are gaudy toys.
And gold is sordid dust.
3 All my capacious powers can wish
In thee doth richly meet ;
Nor to my eyes is light so dear.
Nor friendship half so sweet.
4 Thy grace shall dwell upon my heart,
And shed its fragrance there,—
The noblest halm of all its wounds.
The cordial of its care.
5 I'll speak the honors of thy name
With my last, laboring breath.
And, djdng, clasp thee in my arms,
The antidote of death.
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7's. GiBBQWt.
Resurrection of Christ.
ANGELS, roll the rock away ;
Death, yield up thy mighty prey:
See ! he rises from the tomb — ;
Rises with immortal bloom.
'Tis the Saviour ; seraphs, raise
Your triumphant shouts of praise ;
Let the earth's remotest bound
Hear the joy-inspiring sound.
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3 Lift, ye saints, lift up your eyes ;
Now to glory see him rise;
Hosts of angels on the road
Hail and sing the incarnate God.
4 Praise him, all ye heavenly choirs.
Praise him with your golden lyres.
Praise h jn in your noblest songs ;
Praise him from ten thousand tongues.
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lO's & ll's.
Fraise to the Most High.
1 YE servaots of God, yoiu' Master proclaim.
And publish abroad his wonderful name ;
The name all -victorious of Jesus extol ;
His kingdom is glorious, He rules over all,
2 God ruleth on high , almighty to save ;
And still He is nigh — his presence we have :
The great congregation his triumph shall sing.
Ascribing salvation to Jesus our King.
3 Salvation to God, who sits on the throne,
Let all cry aloud, and honor the Son :
The praises of Jesus the angels proclaim,
Pall down on their faces, and worship tl»
Lamb.
4 Then let us adore, and give Him his right,
All glory and power, and wisdom and might ;
All honor and blessing, with angels above,
Aud thanks never ceasing, for infinite love.
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PRAISES TO CHR.8T.
C. M. WATTi,
Reign of Christ.
1 OH, for a shout of sacred joy
To God, the sovereign King !
Let every land their tongues employ,
And hymns of triumph sing.
2 Jesus, oui- God, ascends on high;
His heavenly guards around,
Attend him rising through the slcy,
With trumpets' joyful sound.
3 While angels shout and prais^heir King,
Let mortals learn their strains ;
Let all the earth his honors sing ;
O'er all the earth ie reigns.
4 Rehearse his praise mth awe profound,
Let knowledge guide the song ;
Nor mock him with a solemn sound
Upon a thoughtless tongue.
5 In Israel stood his ancient throne.
He loved that chosen race :
But now he calls the world his own,
And heathens taste his grace.
6 The Gentile nations are the Lord's,
There Abraham's God is known ;
While powers and princes, shields and sword3
Submit before his throne.
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^-■■* Christ's Humility.
1 THOU sweet gliding Kedron, by thy silver
stream
Our Sayiour, at midnight, ■when moonlight's pale beam
Shone bright on the waters, would frequently stray,
And lose in thy murmurs the toil of the day ;
How damp were the vapors that fell on his head !
How hard was his pillow, how humble his bed I
The angels astonished grew pale at the sight,
And followed their Master with solemn delight.
2 garden of Olives, thou dear honored spot.
The fame of thy wonders shall ne'er be forgot ;
The theme most transporting to seraphs above,
The triumph of sorrow — the triumph of love !
Come, saints, and adore him, come, bow at his feet !
Oh ! give him the glory, the praise that is meet ;
Let joyful hosannas unceasing arise,
And join the full chorus that gladdens the skies.
.j-j ll's & 8's. Swain.
4Z« Christ the Beloved.
1 YE daughters of Zion, declare, have you seen
The Star that on Israel shone ?
Say, if in your tents my Beloved has been,
And where with his flock he has gone ?
2 This is my Beloved ; his form is divine ;
His vestments shed odors around ;
The locks on his head are as grapes on the vine,
When autumn with plenty is crowned.
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PRA-ISES TO CHRIST.
3 His voice, as the sound of the dulcimer sweet.
Is heard through the shadow of death ;
The cedars of Lebanon bow at his feet ;
The air is perfumed with his breath.
4 His lips as a fountain of righteousness flow,
To water the gardens of grace ;
From which their salvation the Gentiles skal]
know,
And bask in the smiles of his face.
5 He looks, and ten thousands of angels rejoice,
And myriads wait for his word ;
He speaks, and eternity, filled with 'his voice.
Re-echoes the praise of the Lord.
4-0* 8's & 7's. Keix*.
Christ the Lamb enthroned and worshiped.
1 HARK ! ten thousand harps and voices
Sound the note of praise above ;
Jesus reigns, and heaven rejoices ;
Jesus reigns, the God of love :
See, he sits on yonder throne ;
Jesus rules the world alone.
2 Jesus, hail ! whose glory brightens
All above, and gives it Worth ;
Lord of life, thy smile enlightens,
Cheers, and charms, thy saints on earth :
When we think of love like thine,
Lord, we own it love divine.
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3 King of glory, reign forever;
Thine an everlasting crown :
Nothing from thy love shall sever
Those whom thou hast made thine own ,-
Happy objects of thy grace,
Destined to behold thy face.
4 Saviour, hasten thine appearing ;
Bring, oh, bring the glorious day.
When, the awful summons hearing,
Heaven and earth shall pass away ;
Then, with golden harps, we'll sing,
" Glory, glory to our King,"
THE BIBLE.
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C. M. Beddomi;.
» Superiority of the Scriptures.
1 HOW precious is the book divine.
By inspiration given !
Bright as a lamp its precepts shine,
To guide our souls to heaven.
2 It sweetly cheers our drooping hearts.
In this dark vale of tears :
Life, light, and joy, it still imparts,
And quells our rising fears.
3 This lamp through all the tedious night
Of life shall guide our way :
Till we behold the clearer light
Of an eternal day.
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THE BIBLT.
45. L- M. WArm.
The Glory of God in his IForks and in Ids Word.
1 THE heavens declare thy glory, Lord ;
In every star thy wisdom shines ;
But when our eyes behold thy word.
We read thy name in fairer lines.
2 The rolling sun, the changing light,
And nights, and days, thy power confess •
But that blest volume thou hast writ
Reveals thy justice and thy grace.
3 Sun, moon, and stars, convey thy praise
Around the earth, and never stand ;
So, when thy truth began its race,
It touched and glanced on every land.
4 Nor shall thy spreading gospel rest
Till through the world thy truth has run,
Till Christ has all the nations blest
That see the light or feel the sun.
5 Great Sun of Righteousness, arise ;
Oh, bless the world with heavenly light .;
Thy gospel makes the simple wise ;
Thy laws are pure, thy judgments right,
6 Thy noblest Tvonders here we view.
In souls renewed and sins forgiven ;
Lord, cleanse my sins, my soul renew,
And make thy word mv guide to heave*
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46.
THE BIBLE.
C. M. C ??J
The Bible the Light of the WorU
1 WHAT glory gilds the sacred pag
Majestic like the sun !
It gives a light to every age —
It gives, but borrows none.
2 The hand that gave it still supplies
His gracious light and heat ;
His truths upon the nations rise —
They rise, but never set.
3 Let everlasting thanks be thine,
For such a bright display,
As makes the world of darkness shine
With beams of heavenly day.
4 My soul rejoices to pursue
The paths of truth and love,
Till glory breaks upon my view
In brighter worlds above.
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The Bible suited to our Wants.
1 FATHER of mercies, in thy word
What endless glory shines I
Forever be thy name adored,
For these celestial lines.
2 'Tis here the tree of knowledge grows.
And yields a free repast ;
Here purer sweets than nature know*
Invite the longing taste.
THE BIBLE.
3 *Ti8 here the Saviour's welcome voice
Spreads heavenly peace around.
And life, and everlasting joys.
Attend the blissful sound.
i Oh, may these heavenly pages be
My ever dear delight ;
And still new beauties may I see.
And still increasing light.
d Dmne Instructor, gracious Lord,
Be thou forever near ;
Teacii me to love thy sacred word,
And view my Saviour here.
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The JBible gives Teace.
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.
3 Loud may the troubled ocean roar ;
In sacred peace our souls abide ;
"While every nation, every shore.
Trembles, and dreads the swelling tide.
3 That sacred book, thy holy word.
All our distressing fear controls ;
Sweet peace thy promises afford.
And gitc i-€W strength to fainting souls,
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49.
THE BIBLB.
7's.
All Scripture by Inspiration.
1 HOLY Bible ! book divine !
Precious treasure ! thou art mine ;
Mine to teach me whence I came :
Miue to teach me what I am.
2 Mine to chide me when I rove ;
]\Iine to show a Saviour's love ;
Mine art thou to fjuide my feet ;
Mine to judge, condemn, acquit,
3 Mine to comfort in distress,
If the Holy Spirit bless ;
Mine to show by living faith,
Man can triumph over death.
4 Mine to tell of joys to come,
And the wretched sinner's doom ;
O thou precious book divine !
Precious treasure, thou art mine.
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The Tower of Truth.
1 THIS is the word of truth and love.
Sent to the nations from above ;
Jehovah here resolves to show
What his almighty grace can do.
2 This remedy did wisdom find,
To heal diseases of the mind —
This sovereign balm, whose virtues can
Restore the ruined creature, man.
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THE BIBLE.
S The gospel bids the dead revivs ;
Sinners obey the voice, and live ;
Dry boues are raised, and clothed afresh,
And hearts of stone are turned to flesh.
4 May but this grace my soul renew,
Let sinners gaze and hate me too-.
The word that slaves me does engage
A sure defense from all theii- rage.
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The Bible a Treasure.
1 THIS is the field where hidden lies
The pearl of price unknown —
That merchant is divinely wise
Who makes that pearl his own.
2 Here consecrated water flows.
To quench our thirst for sin ;
Here the fair tree of knowledge grosT>
Nor danger dwells liierein.
3 This is the judge that ends the striJK
Where wit and reason fail ;
Our guide to everlasting life
Through all this gloomy vale.
4 Oh, may thy counsels, mighty God
Our roving feet command ;
Nor we forsake the happy road
That leads to thy nt;hi hand.
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THE BIBLE.
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^^* The Family Bible.
1 HOW painfully pleasing the fond recollection
Of youthful emotions and innocent joy.
When blest with parental advice and affection,
Surrounded with mercies, with peace from on high 1
[ still view the chair of my fathe'* md mother.
The seats of their offspring as rangcu on each hand.
And that richest of books which excels every other,
The family Bible, which lay on the stand ;
The old-fashioned Bible, the dear blessed Bible,
The family Bible, that lay on the stand.
2 That Bible, the volume of God's inspiration,
At morn and at evening could yield us delight ;
The prayer of our sire was a sweet invocation
For mercy by day and for safety through night.
Our hymns of thanksgiving withharmonyswellingj
All warm from the heart of a family band.
Half raised us from earth to that i-apturous
dwelling
Described in the Bible that lay on the stand ;
The old-fashioned Bible, &c.
3 Ye scenes of tranquiUity, long have we parted,
My hopes almost gone, and my parents no more;
In sorrow and sadness I live broken-hearted,
And wander unknown on a far-distant shore.
Yet how can I doubt my Redeemtx''s protection,
Forgetful of gifts from his bountiful hand?
Oh, let me, with patience, receive his correction.
And think of the Bible that lay on the stand ;
The old-fashioned Bible, &c.
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THE BIBLE.
KQ ^- ^^* Anon.
^0» Blessings of the Bible
1 THERE is a calm and pure delight
Whicli none but those perceive,
Who love to read the word of truth.
And by its precepts live,
2 The frowns of fortune they can bear ; i
Their griefs it will remove,
Who feel for truth a holy fear,
And that the fear of love.
3 Be it my constant aim to learn
The truth of every line,
That wisdom's path I may discern,
And make this wisdom mine.
w . C. M. Watt*.
04« The Bible a Heritage.
1 LORD, I have made thy word my choice.
My lasting heritage ;
There shall my noblest powers rejoice.
My warmest thoughts engage.
2 I'll read the histories of thy love.
And keep thy laws ii; sight,
While through the promises I rove.
With ever fresh delight.
3 'Tis a broad land, of wealth \mknown,
Where springs of life arise,
Seeds of immortal bliss are sown,
And hidden glory lies.
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THE BIBLE.
4 The best relief that moumei's have.
It makes our sorrows blest ;
Our fairest hope beyoud the grave,
And our eterual rest.
SABBATH.
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Christ's Resurrection and our Salvation.
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 Hosanna 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
With messages of grace,
Who comes in God, his Father's name.
To save om* sinful race.
5 Hosanna ! in the highest strains
The church on earth can raise :
The highest heavens, in which he reigns.
Shall give them nobler praise.
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7's. Newton.
• Sabbath in the Sanctuary.
1 SAFELY through another week,
God has brought us on our way :
Let us all a blessing seek,
Waiting in his courts to-day ;
Day of all the week the best.
Emblem of eternal rest.
2 While we seek supplies of grace,
Through the blest Kedeemer's name ;
Show thy reconciling face —
Take away our sin and shame ;
From our worldly cares set free,
May we rest tliis day in thee.
3 Here we come thy name to praise.
Let us feel thy presence near:
May thy glory meet our eyes,
While we in thy house appear :
Here afford us. Lord, a taste
Of our everlasting rest.
4 May the gospel's joyful sound.
Conquer sinners, comfort saints;
Make the fruits of grace abound.
Bring relief to all complaints :
Thus let all our worship prove.
Till we join the courts above.
5 Glory be to God on high —
God, whose glory fills the sky:
Glory to the Lamb be given —
Glory in the highest heaven ;
Wisdom, riches, praise and power,
Be to God forever more.
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The Sabbath welcomed.
1 WELCOME, sweet day of rest.
That saw the Lord arise ;
Welcome to this reviving bi'east
And these rejoicing eyes.
2 The King himself comes near,
And feasts his saints to-day ;
Here we may sit, and see him here,
And love, and praise, and pray.
3 One day, amid the place
Where Christ, my Lord, has been,
Is sweeter than ten thousand days
Of pleasure and of sin.
4 My willing soul would stay
In such a frame as this.
Till called to rise and soar away
^ To everlasting bliss.
^ L. M. J. Stennett.
OC Hohj Enjoyment anticipated.
1 ANOTHER six days' work is done,
Another Sabbath is begun ;
Return, my soul, enjoy thy rest,
Improve the day that God hath blest.
9 Oh, that our thoaghrs and thanks may rise,
As grateful incense, to the skies,
Aad draw from heaven that sweet repose
Which none but he that feels it knows?
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3 A heavenly calm pervades the breast,
The earnest of that glorious rest
Which for the church of God remains.
The end of cares, the end of pains.
4 With joy, great God, thy works we view,
In various scenes, both old and new :
With praise, we think on mercies past ;
With hope we future pleasures taste.
5 In holy duties let the day,
In holy pleasures pass away ;
How sweet, a sabbath thus to spend,
In hope of one that ne'er shall end !
C. M.
Lord's-Day Evening.
\ FREQUENT the day of God returns,
To shed its quickening beams ;
And yet how slow devotion burns j
How languid are its flames !
2 Accept our faint attempts to love ;
Our frailties. Lord, forgive ;
We would be like thy saints above,
And praise thee while we live.
3 Increase, Lord, our faith and hope,
And fit us to ascend
Where the assembly ne'er breaks up,
The Sabbath ne'er shall end ;
4 Where we shall breathe in heavenly air,
With heavenly lustre shine;
Before the throne of God appear,
And feast on love divine.
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/»/\ L. M. DoDDWDC»,
OU» The earthly and heavenly Sabbath.
1 THINE earthly Sabbaths, Lord, we love ;
But there's a nobler rest above ;
To that our longing souls aspire.
With cheerful hope and strong desire.
2 No more fatigue, no more distress,
Nor sin, nor death, shall reach the place ;
No groans shall mingle with the songs
Which dwell upon immortal tongues ; —
3 No rude alarms of angry foes ;
No cares, to break the long repose ;
No midnight shade, no clouded sun ;
But sacred, high, eternal noon.
4 long-expected day, begin ;
Dawn on these realms of pain and sin ;
Wi+L joy we'll tread the appointed road.
And sleep in death, to rest with God.
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Delight in the Sabbath.
1 SWEET is the work, my God, my King,
To praise thy name, give thanks, and sing ;
To show thy love by morning light.
And talk of all thy trjath at night.
2 Sweet is the day of sacred rest ;
No mortal care shall fill my breast ;
Oh, may my heart in tune be found,
Like David's harp, of solemn sound.
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3 My heart shall triumpli in the Lord,
And bless his works., and bless his word :
His works of grace, how bright they shine,
How deep his counsels, how divine !
4 And I shall share a glorious part,
When grace hath well refined my heart.
And fresh supplies of joy are shed.
Like holy oil, to cheer my head .
5 Then shall I see, and hear, and know,
All I desired or wished below.
And every power find sweet employ
In. that eternal world of joy.
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5's, 6"s & 8's.
J Saddath-sckool E>jmn.
1 OH, welcome the day,
The Sabbath retiu-ning,
Sweet day of rest — we love it best ;
Oh, welcome the day.
Our youthful voices join to sing
Hosannas to our Saviour King ;
He loves the praise we bring
On this holy day.
2 How blest is this hour.
The hour of happy greeting ;
While hei-e we sit at Jesus' feet.
How blest is the hour.
He kindly bids us all draw near,
His winning accents banish fear.
His voice we love to hear
At this blessed hour.
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3 Oh, come, and adore
The Lamb of God redeeming
Our souls from hell, his love to tell,
Him let us adore.
Though seated on his throne of light
Amidst a throng of seraphs bright,
He looks down with delight
While Him we adore.
4 Oh, come, let us pray-
To Jesus interceding
"With God above for pardoning love,
Oh, come, let us pray.
With humble hearts before his face,
Now let us seek forgiving grace.
He hears the soul that prays ;
Come, then, let us pray.
PRAYER.
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Trayer.
1 PRAYER is the breath of God in man,
Returning whence it came ;
Love is the sacred fire wdthin.
And prayer the rising flame.
2 It gives the burdened spirit case»
And soothes the troubled breast ;
Yields comfort to the mourners here,
And to the weaiy rest.
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3 When God inclines the heart to pray,
He hath an ear to hear ;
To him there's music in a groan,
And beauty in a tear.
4 The humble suppliant cannot fail
To have his wants supplied,
Since He for sinners intercedes
Who once for sinners died.
CM. Montgomery
Fra?/er.
1 PKAYER is the soul's sincere desire.
Uttered or expressed,
The motion of a hidden fire.
That trembles in the breast.
2 Prayer is the burden of a sigh.
The falling of a tear.
The upward glancing of an eye.
When none but God is near.
3 Prayer is the simplest form of speech
That any lips can try —
Prayer the sublimest strains that reach .
The Majesty on high.
4 Prayer is the Christian's vital breath,
The Christian's native air ;
His watchword at the gate oi 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 say, Behold ! he prays.
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Importunate Frayer.
1 JESUS, who knows full well
The heart of e^-ery saint ;
Invites us all our griefs to tell,
To pray and n-ever faint,
2 He bows his gracious ear,
We never plead in vain :
Yet we must wait till He appear.
And pray, and pray again.
3 Though unbelief suggest,
Why should we longer wait?
He bids us never give Hiin rest.
But be importunate.
4 Jesus the Lord will hear
His chosen when they cry.
Yes, though he may a while forbear.
He'll help 'them from on high.
5 His nature, truth and love,
Engage Him on their side ;
When they are grieved, his heart doth mov«
And can they be denied?
6 Then let us earnest be,
And never faint in prayer ;
He loves our importunity,
And makes our cause his care.
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/»/» L, M. Cowriai.
^^« Benefits of Prayer.
1 WHAT various hiudraaces we meet,
In coming to a mercy-seat!
Yet who, that knows the worth of prayer.
But wishes to be often there ?
2 Prayer makes-t-fee^^ark'ene'cTdoucl withdraw;
Prayer climbs the ladder Jacob saw ;
Gives exercise to faith and love,
Brings every blessing from above.
3 Restraining prayer, we cease 4o fight ;
Prayer makes the Christian's armor bright;
And Satan trembles when he seea
The weakest saint upon his knees.
4 While INIoses stood with arms spread wide
Success was found on Israel's side ;
But when through wariness they failed,
That moment Amalek prevailed,
5 Have you no words? — ah, think again,
Words flow apace when you complain,
And fill your fellow-creature's ear.
With the sad tale of aU your care.
6 Were half the breath thus vainly spent
To heaven in supplication sent,
Your cheerful songs would oftener be,
" Hear what the' Lord has done for me ! "
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Blessings sought in Frayer.
1 BEHOLD the throne of grace !
The promise calls me near ;
There Jesus shows a smiling face,
And waits to answ^er prayer,
2 Thine image, Lord hestow,
Thy presence and thy love ;
I ask to serve thee here below,
And reign with thee above.
3 Teach me to live by faith ;
Conform my will to thme ;
Let me victorious be in death.
And then in glory shine.
4 If thou these blessings give,
And wilt my portion be,
All worldly joys I'll cheerful leave.
And find my heaven in thee.
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1 I LOVE to steal awhile away
From every cumbering care ;
And spend the hours of setting day
In humble, grateful prayer.
2 I love in solitude to shed
The penitential tear ;
And all his promises to plead,
Where none but God can hew.
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3 I love to think on mercies past.
And future good implore ;
A.nd all my cares and sorrows cast
On him whom I adore.
4 1 love by faith to take a view
Of brighter scenes in heaven:
The prospect does my strength rene^,
While here by tempests driven
5 Thus, when life's toilsome day is o'er
]May its departing ray
Be calm as this impressive hour.
And lead to endless day.
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Prayer Efficacious.
.' PRATER is appointed to convey
The blessings God designs to give :
Long as they live should Christians pray.
For only while they pray they live.
2 The Christian's heart his prayer indites,
He speaks as prompted from within ;
The Spirit his petition writes,
And Christ receives and gives it in.
3 And wilt thou in dead silence lie,
When Christ stands waiting for thy prayer
My soul, thou hast a Friend on high ;
Arise and try thy interest there.
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4 If pains afflict, or wrongs oppress ;
If cares distract, or fears dismay ;
If guilt deject, if siu distress,
The remedy's before thee — pray !
5 Depend on Christ — thou canst not fail;
Make all thy wants and wishes known ;
Fear not — his merits must prevail !
Ask what thou wilt, it shall be done.
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» Pleading the Vromise.
1 LORD, I approach the mercy-seat,
Where thou dost answer prayer ;
There' humbly fall before thy feet,
For none can perish there.
2 Thy promise is my only plea;
With this I venture nigh ;
Thou callest burdened souls to thee,
And such, Lord, am I.
^ Bowed down beneath a load of siu.
By Satan sorely pressed.
By wars without, and fears within,
I come to thee for rest.
4 Be thou my shield and hiding place,
That, sheltered near thy side,
I may my fierce accuser face.
And tell him thou hast died.
5 Oh, wondrous love ! — to bleed and die,
To bear the cross and shame,
That guilty sinners, such. as I,
Might plead thv gracious name.
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Sweet Prayer.
WHEN torn is the bosom by sorrow or care,
Be it ever so simple there's nothing like prayer.
It comforts, it softens, subdues, yet sustains,
Bids hope rise exulting, and passion restrains ;
Prayer, prayer, oh, sweet prayer,
Be it ever so simple there's nothing like prayer.
2 When far from the friends that are dearest we part,
What fond recollections still cling to the heart;
Past scenes and enjoyments live painfully there;
And restless we languish, till peace comes in prayer ;
Prayer, prayer, oh, sweet prayer.
Be it ever so simple, there's nothing like prayer.
3 When earthly delusions would lead us astray
In folly's gay mazes, or sin's treacherous way,
How strong the enchantment, how fatal the snare !
But, looking to Jesus, we conquer by prayer;
Pi^yer, prayer, oh, sweet prayer,
Be it ever so simple, there's nothing like praye«.
4 While strangers to prayer, we are strangers to bliss,
The world has no refuge, no solace like this ;
And till we the seraph's full ecstacy share.
Our chalice of joy must be guarded by prayer ;
Prayer, prayer, oh, sweet prayer.
Be it ever so simple, there's nothing like prayeib
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PRAYER FOR THE Si-IRIt's INFLUENCE.
PRAYER FOR THE SPIRIT'S INFLUENCE.
rjf\ 8's & 7's. Noel's Col,
* ^» Source of Blessings.
1 HOLY Source of consolation,
Light and life thy grace imparts ;
Visit us in thy compassion ;
Guide our minds, and fill our hearts.
2 Heavenly blessings, ■without measure,
Thou canst bring us from above ;
Lord, we ask that heavenly treasure,
Wisdom, holiness, and love.
3 Dwell within us, blessed Spirit ;
Where thou art no ill can come,
Bless us now, through Jesus' merit ;
Reign in every heart and home.
4 Saviour, lead us to adore thee,
While thou dost prolong our days ;
Then, with angel hosts before thee.
May we worship, love, and praise.
fjo S. M. Haw.
• 0» Sanctifying Influence.
1 COME, Holy Spirit, come ;
Let thy bright beams arise ;
Dispel the sorrow from our minds.
The darkness from our eyes.
2 Convince us all of sin ;
Then lead to Jesus' blood.
And to our wondering view reveal
The mercies of our God.
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PRAYER FOR THE SPIRIT S INFLUENCE.
3 Revive our drooping faith,
Our doubts and fears remove,
And kindle in our breasts the flame
Of never-dying love.
4 'Tis thine to cleanse the heart.
To sanctify the soul,
To pour fresh life in every part,
And new-create the whole.
5 Dwell, Spirit, in our hearts ;
Our minds from bondage free ;
Then shall we know, and praise, and love,
The Father, Son, and Thee.
fj, L. M. Brown
• Tc* The Childiyiff Spirit.
1 COTilE, gracious Spirit, heavenly Dove,
With light and comfort from above ;
Be thou our guardian, thou our guide ;
O'er every thought and step preside.
2 To us the light of truth display.
And make us know and choose thy way ;
Plant holy fear in every heart,
That we from God may ne'er depart.
3 Lead us to holiness — the road
Which we must take to dwell with God ;
Lead us to Christ — the living way;
Nor let us from his pastures stray.
4 Lead us to God, — our final rest, —
To be with him forever blest ;
Lead us to heaven, its bliss to share—
Pullness of ioy forever there.
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S. M. Beddomk.
Sanctifying Injlicence.
1 COME, Holy Spirit, come.
With energy divine,
And on this poor, benighted soul
With beams of mercy shine.
2 Melt, melt this frozen heart ;
This stubborn will subdue ;
Each evil passion overcome,
And form me all anew.
3 Mine will the profit be.
But thine shall be the praise ;
And unto thee will I devote
The remnant oi my days.
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Divine Influence compared to Rain,
1 AS showers on meadows newly mown,
^r God shall send his Spirit down :
Eternal Source of grace divine,
What soul-refreshing drops are thine 1
2 That heavenly influence let us find
In holy silence of the mind.
While every grace maintains its bloom,
Diffusing wide its rich perfume.
3 Xor let these blessings be confined
To us, but poured on all mankind,
Till earth's rude wastes in verdure ris«,
And Eden's beauty greet our eyes.
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PRAYER FOR THE SPIRIT S INFLUENCE.
fjm, C. M. Pratt's Col
• * • Reviving Spirit,
1 ETERNAL Spii-it, God of truth.
Our contrite hearts inspire ;
Revive the flame of heaveuly love,
And feed the pure desire.
2 '"Tis thine to sooth the sorrowing mind,
With guilt and fear oppressed ;
'Tis thine to bid the dying live,
And give the weary rest.
3 Suhdue the power of every sin,
"Whatever that sin may be,
That we, with humble, holy heart.
May worship ouly thee.
4 Then with our spirits witness bear
That we are sons of God.
Redeemed from sin, from death, and hell,
Through Christ's atoning blood.
j8. C. M. WAta
Breathing after the Hohj Spirit; or, fervency
of devotion desired.
1 COIVrE, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove;
"With all thy quickening powers,
Kindle a flame of sacred love
In these cold hearts of ours.
2 Look, how we grovel here below,
Fond of these trifling toys ;
Our souls can neil her fly nor go.
To reach eternal jovs.
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3 In vain we tune our formal songs.
In vain we strive to rise ;
Hosanuas languish on our tongues.
And our devotion dies.
4 Dear Lord, and shall we ever live
At this poor dying rate ?
Our love so faint, so icold 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.
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7's, Stockeb.
The Sealing Spirit.
1 GRACIOUS Spirit— Love divine!
Let thy light within me shine;
Let my guilty fears remove ;
Fill me with thy heavenly love.
2 Speak thy pardoning word to me ;
Set the burdened sinner free ;
Lead me to the Lamb of God ;
Wash me in his precious blood.
3 Life and peace to me impart ;
Seal salvation on my heart ;
Breathe thyself into my breast,
Earnest of immortal rest.
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PRAYER FOR THE SPIRIT S INFLUENCE.
7's. Bathurst.
The Teachhuj Sjnrit.
1 HOLY Spirit, from on high,
Bend o'er us a pitying eye;
Now refresh the drooping heart ;
Bid the power of sin depart.
2 Light up every dark recess
Of our heart's ungodliness ;
Show us every devious way
Where our steps have gone astray.
3 Teach us, with repentant grief,
Humbly to implore relief ;
Then the Saviour's blood reveal,
And our broken spirits heal.
4 May we daily grow in grace.
And pursue the heavenly race.
Trained in wisdom, led by love.
Till we reach our rest above.
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H. M. Campbell's Col.
Pleading the Promise of the Spirit.
1 THOU that hearest prayer,
Attend our humble cry,
And let thy servants share
Thy blessing from on high :
We plead the promise of thy word j
Grant us thy Holy Spirit, Lord,
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2 If earthly parents hear
Their childreu when they cry, —
If they, with love sincere,
Their varied wants supply, —
Much more wilt thou thy love display,
And answer when thy children pray.
3 Our heavenly Father, thou ;
We, children of thy grace :
Oh, let (hy Spirit now
Descend and fill the place ;
So shall we feel the heavenly flame.
And all unite to praise thy name.
4 Oh, may that sacred fire.
Descending from ahove,
Our languid hearts inspire
With fervent zeal and love ;
Enlighten our heclouded eyes,
And teach our groveling souls to rise.
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L. M. C. Weslev,
The Spirit entreated not to depart.
1 STAY, thou insisted Spirit, stay.
Though I have done thee such despite :
Cast not a sinuer quite away,
Nor take thine everlasting flight.
2 Though I have most unfaithful been
Of all who e'er thy grace received —
Ten thousand times thy goodness seen,
Ten thousand times thy goodness grieved ;
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3 Yet, oh, the chief of sinners spare.
In honor of my great High Priest ;
Nor, in thy righteous anger, swear
I shall not see thy people's rest.
4 My weary soul, O God, release ;
Uphold me with thy gracious hand ;
Oh, guide me into perfect peace.
And hring me to the promised land.
PRAYER FOR A REVIVAL.
00» A Revival desired.
1 REVIVE thy churches. Lord, with grace j
Heal every breach, and grant us peace ;
Rouse us from sloth ; our hearts inflame
With ardent zeal for Jesus' name.
2 May young and old thy word receive,
Dead sinners hear thy voice and live.
The wounded conscience healing find.
And joy refresh each drooping mind.
3 May aged saints, matured with grace,
Abound in fruits of holiness :
And, when transplanted to the skies.
May younger in their stead arise.
4 Thus we our suppliant voices raise,
And, weeping, sow the seeds of praise.
In humble hope that thou wilt hear
Our songs of praise and fervent prayer.
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PRAYER FOR A REVIVAL.
C. M.
'Revival p-ayed for.
1 RETIRE, vain world, awhile retire,
And leave us with the Lord ;
Thy gifts ne'er fill one just desii'C,
Nor lasting bliss afford.
2 Blest Jesus, come thou gently down.
And fill this hallowed place ;
Oh, make thy glorious goings known.
Diffuse around thy grace.
3 Shine, dearest Lord, from realms of day,
Dispei'se the gloom of night ;
Chase all our clouds and doubts away,
And turn the shades to light.
4 Behold, and pity from above.
Our cold and languid frame ;
Oh, shed abroad thy quickening love,
And we'll adore thy name.
5 All glorious Saviour, source of grace,
To thee we raise our cry ;
Unveil the beauties of thy face,
To every waiting eye.
6 Revive, God, desponding saints,
Languid in thine employ ;
Refresh the soul that tires and faints,
Fill mourning hearts with joy.
7 Make known thj power, victorious Kinc
Subdue each stubborn will ;
Then sovereign grace we'll join to sing
On Zion's sacred hiii.
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PRAYER FOR A REVIVAL.
C. M. S. F.- Smith
» Spirit of Holiness.
1 SPIRIT of holiness, descend ;
Thy people wait for thee ;
Thine ear, in kind compassion, lend ;
Let us thy mercy see.
2 Behold, thy weary churches wait,
With wishful, longing eyes ;
Let us no more lie desolate ;
Oh, bid thy light arise.
3 Thy light, that on our souls hath shone.
Leads us in hope to thee ;
Let us not feel its rays alone —
Alone thy people be.
4 Oh, bring our dearest friends to Grod ;
Remember those we love ;
Fit them, on earth for thine abode;
Fit them for joys above.
5 Spirit of holiness, 'tis thine
To hear our feeble prayer ;
CJome, — for we wait thy power divine,—
Let us thy mercy share.
Q^ • C. M. Ch. Melodist
00» Converting Grace implored.
1 COME, Lord, in mercy come again,
"With thy converting power ;
The fields of Zion thirst for rain,
Oh, send a gracious shower 1
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2 Our hearts are filled with sore distress,
While sinners all around
Are pressing on to endless death.
And no relief is found.
3 Dear Saviour, come with quickening power,
Thy mourning people cry;
Salvation bring in mercy's hour,
Nor let the sinner die.
4 Once more let converts throng thy house.
And shouts of victory raise ;
Then shall our griefs be turned to joy.
And sighs, to songs of praise.
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A BlessVng requested.
1 COME, thou soul-transforming Spii'it,
Bless the sower and the seed :
Let each heai-t thy grace inherit,
Eaise the weak, the hungry feed ;
From the Gospel
Now supply thy people's need.
2 Oh, may all enjoy the blessing.
Which thy word 's designed to give j
Let us all, thy love possessing.
Joyfully the truth receive ;
And forever
To thy praise and glory live.
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PRAYER FOR A REVIVAL.
8's 7's & 4's. Newton.
Trayer for a Revival.
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 help must come from thee.
2 Surely once thy garden flourished ;
Every part looked gay and green ;
AH its plants by thee were nourished ;
Then how cheering was the scene !
Lord* revive us !
All oiu' help must come from thee.
3 Keep no longer at a distance ;
Shine upon us from on high,
Lest, for want of thine assistance,
Every plant should di'oop and die.
Lord, revive us !
All our help must come from thee.
4 Dearest Saviour, hasten hither ;
Thou canst make them bloom again ;
Oh, permit them not to wither ;
Let not all our hopes be vain.
Lord, revive us !
All our help must come from thee.
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PRAYER FOR A REVIVAL.
3 Let car mutual love be fervent;
MaJce us prevalent in prayers ;
Let each oue,. esteemed thy sei-vant,
Shun the world's bewitching snares.
Lord, revive us 1
All our help must come from thee.
6 Break the tempter's fatal power,
Turn the stony heart to flesh,
And begin, from this good hour.
To revive thy work afresh.
Lord, revive us !
All our help must come from thee,
Q^ 8's & 7's. Newton.
0«/« Declension lamented.
1 ONCE, Lord, thy garden flourished.
Every part looked gay and green ;
Then thy word our spirits nourished, /
Happy seasons we have seen !
2 But a drought has since succeeded.
And a sad decline we see ;
Lord, thy help is greatly needed,
Help can only come from thee.
3 Some, in whom we once delighted,
We shall meet no more below ;
Some, alas ! we fear are blighted,—
Scarce a single leaf they show.
4 Dearest Saviour, hasten hither.
Thou canst make them bloom again.
Oh, permit them not to wither.
Let not all our hopes be vain I
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PRAYER FOR A REVIVAL.
S. M. Sac. Song*.
• Trayer for a Revival.
1 LORD, thy work revive
In Z ion's gloomy hour,
And let our dying graces live
By thy restoring power.
2 Oh, let thy chosen few
Awake to earnest prayer ;
Their sacred vows again renew,
And walk in filial fear.
3 Thy Spirit then will speak
Through lips of feeble clay,
Till hearts of adamant shall break,
Till rebels shaU obey.
4 Now lend thy gracious ear;
Now listen to our cry :
Oh, come and bring s-alvation near
Our souls on thee rely.
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L. M. DODDRIDGK.
BzeTcieVs Vision of the Dry Bones.
1 LOOK down, Lord, with pitying eye;
See Adam's race in ruin lie !
Sin spreads its trophies o'er the ground,
And scatters slaughtered, heaps around.
2 And can these mouldering corpses live?
And can these perished bones revive?
That, mighty God, to thee is known,
That wondrous work is all thy own.
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PRAYER FOR A REVIVAL*
3 Thy ministers are sent in vain
To prophecy upon the slain ;
In vain they call, in vain they cry.
Till thine Almighty aid is nigh.
4 But if thy Spirit deign to breathe,
Life spreads through all the realms of death;
Dry bones obey thy powerful voice ;
They move, they waken, they rejoice.
5 So, when thy trumpet's awful sound.
Shall shake the heavens and rend the ground,
Dead saints shall from their tombs arise,
And spring to life beyond the skies.
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L. M. T. Scorr.
Fraijer for the Return of the Spirit.
1 LORD, and shall our fainting souls
Thy just displeasure ever mourn?
Thy Spirit grieved, and long withdi-awn.
Will he no more to us return ?
2 Great Source of light and peace, return,
Nor let us mourn and sigh in vain ;
Come, repossess our longing hearts
With all the graces of thy train.
3 This temple, hallowed by thine hand.
Once more be with thy presence blest;
Here be thy grace anew displayed ;
Be this thine everlasting rest.
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8INNFAS WARNED AND ENTREATED.
SINNERS WARNED AND ENTREATED.
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7's. Newton,
Grace Efficacious.
1 SOVEREIGN grace has power alone
To subdue a heart of stone ;
And the moment grace is felt.
Then the hardest heart will melt.
2 When the Lord was crucified,
Two transgressors with him died ;
One with vile blaspheming tongue
Scoffed at Jesus as he hung.
3 Thus he spent his wicked breath,
In the very jaws of death ;
Perished as too many do,
"With the Saviour in his view.
4 But the other, touched with grace.
Saw the danger of his case ;
Faith received to own the Lord
Whom the scribes and priests abhorred.
5 " Lord, (he prayed) remember me.
When in glory thou shalt be."
" Soon with me, (the Lord replies)
Thou shalt rest in Paradise."
6 This was wondrous gi*ace indeed,
Grace vouchsafed in time of need !
Sinners trust in Jesus' name.
You shall find him still the same.
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SKNNERS WARNED AND ENTREATED.
But beware of unbelief,
Think upon the hardened thief ;
If the gospel you disdain,
Christ to you has died in yain.
C M. Fawcett.
Sinn 67-3 Entreated.
1 SINNERS, the voice of God regard !
His mercy speaks to-day ;
He calls you, by his sovereign word,
I'rom sin's destructive way.
2 Like the rough sea that cannot rest,
You live devoid of peace ;
A thousand stings within your breast
Deprive your souls of ease.
3 Your way is dark, and leads to hell ;
Why will you persevere ?
Can you in endless torments dwell.
Shut up in black despair" ?
4 Why will you in the crooked ways
Of sin and folly go ?
In pain you travail all yom* days,
To reap immortal woe !
5 But he who turns to God shall live,
Through his aboundiug grace :
His mercy will the guilt forgive
Of those who seek his face.
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SINNERS WARNED AN:) ENTREATED.
H. M. ToPLADt
The Jubilee proclaimed.
1 BLOW ye the trumpet, blow,
The gladly-solemn sound ;
Let all the nations know,
To earth's remotest bound,
The year of jubilee is come ;
Returu, ye ransomed sinners, Lome
2 Exalt the Lamb of God,
The sin-atoning Lamb ;
Redemption by his blood,
Thi'ough all the lands, proclaim ;
The year of jubilee is come;
Return, ye ransomed sinners, home
3 Ye slaves of sin and hell.
Your liberty receive,
And safe in J esus dwell.
And blest in Jesus live :
^\q year of jubilee is come;
Returfi, ye ransomed sinners, home
4 The gospel trumpet hear,
The news of pardoning grace :
Ye happy souls, draw near ;
Behold your Saviour's face :
The year of jubilee is come ;
Return, ye ransomed sinners, home.
5 Jesus, our great High Priest,
Has full atonement made ;
Ye weary spirits, rest ;
Ye mourning souls, be glad :
The year of jubilee is come;
Keturn, ye ransomed sinners home.
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SINNERS WARNED AND ENTREATED.
CM. Steele.
" Yet there is Room."
1 YE wretched, hungry, starving poor.
Behold a royal feast !
"Where mercy spreads her bounteous store
For every humble guest.
2 See, Jesus stands with open arms ;
He calls, he bids you come ;
Guilt holds you back, and fear alarms ;
But see, there yet is room :
3 Room in the Saviour's heart ;
There love and pity meet ;
Nor wili he bid the soul depart
That trembles at his feet.
4 In him the Father, reconciled,
Invites your souls to come ;
The rebel shall be called a child,
And kindly welcomed home.
^^ L. M. Fawcbtp.
«7 • • Delai/ Bangerom.
1 HASTEN, sinner, to be wise,
And stay not for the morrow's smi,
The longer Wisdom you despise,
The harder is she to be won.
2 Oh hasten, mercy to implore.
And stay not for the morrow's sun,
For fear thy season should be o'er,
Before this evening's stage be run.
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3 Oh hasten, sinner, to return,
And stay not for the morrow's sun,
for fear thy lamp should fail to bum
Before the needful work is done.
4 Oh hasten, sinner, to be blest,
And stay not for the morrow's sun,
For fear the curse should thee arrest.
Before the morrow is begun.
5 Lord, do thou the sinner turn !
Now rouse him from his senseless stat©!
Oh, let him not thy counsel spurn,
Nor rue his fatal choice too late.
C. M. Steele,
• The Saviour's Invitation.
1 THE Saviour calls ; let every ear
Attend the heavenly sound ;
Ye doubting souls, dismiss your fear ;
Hope smiles reviving round.
2 For every thirsty, longing heart.
Here streams of bounty flow,
And life, and health, and bliss, impart,
To banish mortal woe.
3 Ye sinners, come ; 'tis Mercy's voice ;
That gracious voice obey ;
'Tis Jesus calls to heavenly joys ;
And can you yet delay?
4 Dear Saviour, draw reluctant hearts ;
To thee let sinners fly,
And take the bliss thy love imparts.
And drink, and never die.
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SINNERS WARNED ANB ENTREATED.
S. M. Select Hymns.
Now the Day of Grace.
1 NOW is the day of grace ;
Now to the Saviour come ;
The Lord is calling, " Seek my face,
And 1 will guide you home."
2 A Father bids yon speed ;
Oh, wherefore then delay?
He calls in love ; he sees your need,
He bids you come to-day.
3 To-day the prize is won ;
The promise is to save ;
Then, oh, be wise ; to-morrow's sun
May shine upon your grave.
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S. M. Pratt's Col.
'Returning to Christ.
1 YE sons of earth, arise,
Ye creatures of a day ;
Redeem the time — be bold, be wise.
And cast your bonds away.
2 The year of gospel grace
With us rejoice to see,
And thankfully in Christ embrace
Your proffered liberty.
3 Blest Saviour, Lord of all.
Thee help us to receive ;
Obedient to thy gracious call.
Oh, bid us turn and live.
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SINNERS WARNED AND ENTREATED.
S. M. Epis. Coi-
• The Sjjirit inviting.
1 THE Spirit, in our hearts,
Is whispering, " Sinners come; "
The bride, the church of Christ, proclaima
To all his children, " Come ! "
2 Let him that heareth say
To all about him, " Come ;"
Let him that thirsts for righteousnessj
To Christ, the fountain, come.
3 Yes, whosoever will,
Oh, let him freely come,
And freely drink the stream of life j
'Tis Jesus bids him come.
4 Lo ! Jesns, who invites,
Declares, " I quickly come ; "
Lord, even so ; we wait thy hour ;
O blest Redeemer, come.
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L. M. Grigc.
Behold, I stand at the Door.*'
I BEHOLD a stranger at the door !
He gently knocks, has knocked before ;
Has waited long — is waiting still :
You treat no other friend so ill.
'i Oh, lovely attitude, he stands
With melting heart and loaded hands !
Oh, matchless kindness ! and he showa
Th^a ma'^^hless kindness to his foes.
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3 But will he prove a friend indeed?
He will ; the very friend you need :
The Friend of sinners — yes, 'tis He,
With garments dyed on Calvary.
4 Rise, touched with gratitude divine j
Turn out his enemy and thine,
That soul -destroying monster, sin,
And let the heavenly Stranger in.
5 Admit him, ere his anger burn —
His feet departed, ne'er return :
Admit him, or the hour's at hand
You'll at his door rejected stand.
^ ^Q L. M. COLI.VER.
AUOt Return, Wanderer.
1 RETURN, wanderer, now return,
And seek an injured Father's face ;
Those warm desires that in thee burn,
Were kindled by the Spirit's grace.
2 Return, wanderer, now return,
And seek a Father's melting heart ;
His pitying eyes thy grief discern,
His love shall peace and joy impart.
3 Return, wanderer, now return,
Thy dying Saviour bids thee live ;
Go to his bleeding cross, and learn
How freely Jesus can forgive.
4 Return, wanderer, now return.
And wipe away the falling tear ;
'Tis God who says, " No longer mourn,"
'Tis Mercy's voice invites thee near.
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SINNERS WARNED AND ENTREATED.
104.
C. M. Doddridge.
Exhortation to 'Rei)entance .
1 " REPENT ! " the voice celestial cries ;
No longer dare delay ;
The soul that scorns the mandate dies,
And meets a fiery day.
2 No more the sovereign eye of God
O'er looks the crimes of men ;
His heralds now are sent abroad
To warn the world of sin.
3 sinners, in his presence how.
And all your guilt confess ;
Accept the offered Saviour now.
Nor trifle with his grace.
4 Soon will the awful tnirapet sound,
And call you to his bar ;
His mercy knows the appointed bound,
And yields to justice there.
5 Amazing love, that yet will call,
And yet prolong our days !
Our hearts, subdued by goodness, fall,
And weep, and love, and praise.
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The 'Road to Death.
1 BROAD is the road that leads to deatli.
And thousands walk together there ;
But wisdom shows a narrow path.
With here and there a traveler.
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SINNERS WARNED AND ENTREATID.
2 " Deny thyself, and take thy cross,"
Is the Redeemer's great eommand ;
Nature must count her gold but dross,
If she would gain this heavenly land.
3 The fearful soul that tires and faints,
And walks the ways of God no more.
Is but esteemed almost a saint,
And makes his own destruction sure.
4 Lord, let not all my hopes be vain ;
Create my heart entirely new ;
Which hypocrites could ne'er attain ;
Which false apostates never knew.
I /\p 12's. Thornbt.
lUO. The Voice of Ire e Grace.
1 THE voice of Free Grace cries. Escape to tlw
mountain;
For Adam's lost race Christ has opened a fountain:
For sin. and uncleanness, and every transgression,
His blood flows most freely in streams of salvation.
Hallelujah to the Lamb, who hath purchased our
pardon!
We'll praise him again when we pass over Jordan.
2 Ye souls that are wounded, oh, flee to the Saviour;
ire calls you in mercy; — 'tis infinite favor:
Your sins are iacreasing ; escape to the mountain ;
Hia blood can remove them, which flows from the
fountain.
Hallelujah to the Lamb, &c.
8 Jesus, ride on, triumphantly glorious ;
O'er flin, death, and hell, thou art more than
victorious ;
Thy name is the theme of the great congregation,
While angels and men raise the shout of ealTstiou —
Hallelujah to the Lamb, &c.
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■INNERS WARNED AND ENTREATED.
CM. Watm.
Invitations of the Gospel.
1 LET every mortal ear attend,
And every heart rejoice ;
Tlie trumpet of the gospel sounds
With an inviting voice.
3 Come, all ye hungry, starving souls
That feed upon the wind ;
And vainly strive with earthly toys
To fill an empty mind.
3 Eternal wisdom has prepared
A soul -reviving feast.
And bids your longing appetites
The rich provision taste.
4 Ho ! ye that pant for living streams,
And pine away and die ;
Here you may quench your raging thirst
"With springs that never dry.
5 Dear Lord ! the treasures of thy love
Are everlasting mines, .
Deep as our helpless miseries are,
And boundless as our sins !
6 The happy gates of gospel grace
Stand open night and day ;
Lord, we are come to seek supplies,
And drive our wants away.
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109.
SINNEPS WARNED AND ENTREATED.
7's «fe 6's, Newtom.
The Warning.
1 STOP, poor sinner, stop and think,
Before you further go ;
"Will you sport upon the brink
Of everlasting woe !
On the verge of ruin stop ; —
Now the friendly warning take ;
Stay your footsteps, ere you drop
Into the burning lake.
2 Say, have you an arm like God.
That you his will oppose?
Fear you not that iron rod
With which he breaks his foes?
Can you stand in that dread day,
Which his justice shall proclaim,
When the earth shall melt away,
Like wax before the flame?
3 Ghastly death will quickly come,
And drag you to his bar:
Then you'll hear your awful doom.
And sink in deep despair !
AH your sins will round you crowd ;
You will mark their crimson dye,
Each for vengeance crying loud,
And then — no refuge nigh.
7's. Ajwh.
All Tilings earnest.
1 TIME is earnest, passing by ;
Death is earnest, drawing nigh.
Sinner ! wilt thou trifling be?
Time and death appeal to thee.
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BINNERS WARNED AND ENTREATED.
2 Life is earnest ; when 'tis o'er
Thou returnest never more.
Soon to meet eternity,
Wilt thou never serious be?
3 Heaven is earnest ; solemnly
Float its voices down to thee.
Oh, thou mortal; art thou gay,
Sporting through thine earthly d&yl
4 Hell is earnest ; fiercely roll
Burning billows near thy soul.
Woe for thee ! if thou abide
Unredeemed, unsanctified !
5 God is earnest : kneel and pray,
Ere thy season pass away —
Ere he set his judgment throne,
Vengeance ready, mercy gone.
6 Christ is earnest, bids thee " Come ! '
Paid thy spirit's priceless sum.
Wilt thou spurn the Saviour's love,
Pleading with thee from above?
7 Thou refusest ! wretched one !
Thou despisest God's dear Son !
Madness ! dying sinner, turn !
Lest his wrath within thee burn.
8 When thy pleasures all depart.
What will soothe thy fainting heart
Friendless, desolate, alone.
Entering a world unknown.
9 Oh, be earnest ! loitering
Thou wilt perish : lingering
Be no longer — rise and flee;
Lo ! thv Saviour waits for thee.
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8's, 7's & 4's. Haet.
1 COME, ye sinners, poor and needy,
Weak and wounded, sick and sore;
Jesus ready stands to save you,
Full of pity, love and power ;
He is able,
He is willing — doubt no more.
2 Let not conscience make you linger,
Nor of fitness fondly dream ;
All the fitness he requireth,
Is to feel your need of him ;
This he gives you,
'Tis the Saviour's rising beam.
3 Come, ye weary, heavy laden,
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 caU.
4 Agonizing in the garden,
Lo ! your Saviour prostrate lies !
On the bloody tree behold him !
Hear him cry before he dies,
"It is finished ! "
Sinners, will not this suffice?
6 Lo ! the rising Lord ascending
To his Father and his God :
Venture on him, venture freely.
Let no other trust intrude :
None but Jesus
Can do helpless sinners good.
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6 Saints and angels, joined in concert,
Sing the praises of the Lamb,
While the blissful seats of heaven
Sweetly echo to his name :
'Hallelujah !
Sinners, now his love proclaim."
^^^ L. M. Steeuc.
■* J"l-« Invitation to Sinners.
1 COME, weary souls, with sins distressed,
Come and accept the promised rest;
The Saviour's gracious call obey,
And cast your gloomy fears away.
2 Oppressed with guilt, a painful load,
Oh ! come and spread your woes abroad.
Divine compassion, mighty love.
Will all the painful loads remove.
3 Here mercy's boundless ocean flows,
To cleanse your guilt and heal your woei ,
Pardon, and life, and endless peace;
How rich the gift ! how free the grace !
4 Lord, we accept with thankful heart,
The hope thy gracious words impart ;
We come, believing we rejoice,
And bless the kind inviting voice.
5 Blest Saviour, let thy powerful love
Confirm our faith, our fears remove ;
And sweetly influence every breast.
And guide us to eternal rest.
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SINNERS WARNED AND ENTREATED.
mL.M.
• The Fhysician of Souls.
1 Deep are the wouuds wMcli siu has made,
Where shall the sinner find a cure?
la vain, alas ! is nature's aid —
The work exceeds all natm-e's power.
2 And can no sovereign balm he found?
And is no kind physician nigh,
To ease the pain and heal the wound,
Ere life and hope forever fly?
3 There is a great Physician near,
Look up, fainting soul, and live ;
See, in his heavenly smiles appear
Such ease as nature cannot give 1
4 See, in the Saviour's dying blood
Life, health, and bliss abundant flow !
'Tis only this dear sacred flood
Can ease thy pain and heal thy wo.
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Danger of Neglect.
1 AND canst thou, sinner, slight
The call of Icve divine?
Shall God with tenderness invite.
And gain no thought of thine?
2 Wilt thou not cease to grieve
The Spirit from thy breast.
Till he thy wretched soul shall leave.
With ail its sins opprest?
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SINNERS WARNED AND ENTREATKD.
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 sui'prise.
5 Then harden not thy heart
Against the Spirit's voice ;
To Christ submit ; from sin depart ;
Make Wisdom's ways thy choice.
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6's, 7's & 4's. Anon
There is a Happy Land.
1 THERE is a happy land,
Ear, far away.
Where saints in glory stand.
Bright, bright as day ;
Oh ! how they sweetly sing.
Worthy is our Saviour King,
Loud let his praises ring,
Praise, praise for aye !
S Come to that happy land.
Come, come away ;
Why will ye doubting stand,
Why yet delay?
Oh ! we shall happy be,
When from sin and sorrow free,
Lord, we shall live with thee.
Blest, blest for aye !
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SINNERS WARNED AND ENTREATED.
3 Bright in that happy land.
Beams every eye,
Kept by a Father's hand.
Love cannot die ;
Oh ! then to glory run,
Be a crown and kingdom won,
And bright above the sun
We'll reign for aye I
L. M. Watts.
• Life the Time to serve God.
1 LIFE is the time to seiTe the Lord,
The time to insure the great reward,
And while the lamp holds out to bum,
The vilest sinner may return !
2 Life is the hour that God has given
To escape from hell and fly to heaven,
The day of grace, when mortals may
Secure the blessings of the day.
3 The living know that they must die.
Beneath the clods their dust must lie ;
They have no share iu all that's done
Beneath the circle of the sun.
4 Then what my thoughts design to do.
My hands, with all your might pui'sue ;
Since no device or work is found,
Nor faith nor hope, beneath the ground.
5 There are no acts of pardon passed
In the cold grave to which we haste ;
Oh, may we all receive thy grace,
And see with joy thy smiling face.
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BINNERS WARNED AND ENTREATED.
S. M. DOBELL
• Kow the accepted Time.
1 NOW is the accepted time ;
Now is the day of grace ;
Now, sinners, come, Avithout delay.
And seek the Saviour's face.
2 Now is the accepted time ;
The Saviour calls to-day ;
To-morrow it may be too late ;
Then why should you delay?
3 Now is the accepted time ;
The gospel bids you come,
And every promise in his word
Declares there yet is room.
4 Lord, draw reluctant souls,
And feast them with thy love ;
Then will the angels swiftly fly
To bear the news above.
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8"s & 7's.
Expostulation.
1 NOW the Saviour stands a pleading,
At the sinner's bolted heart;
Now in heaven he's interceding.
Undertaking sinners' part.
CHORUS.
Sinners, can you hate this Savioar?
Win you thrust him from your arms?
Once he died for your behavior.
Now he calls vou to his arms.
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2 Sinners, liear your God and Saviour,
Hear his gracious voice to-day.
Turn from all your vain behavior,
Oh repent, return, and pray.
Sinners, can you hate this Saviour?
Will you thrust him, &c.
3 Oh, be wise before you languish
On the bed of dying strife ;
Endless joy, or dreadful anguish,
Turn upon the events of life.
Sinners, can you hate this Saviour?
Will you thrust him, &c.
4 Mow he's waiting to be gracious,
' Now he stands and looks on thee.
See, what kindness, love and pity,
Shine around on you and me.
Sinners, can you hate this Saviour?
Will you thrust him, &c.
5 Open now your heai-ts before him.
Bid the Saviour welcome in ;
Now receive, — and oh, adore him, '
Take a full discharge from sin.
Sinners, can you hate this Saviour?
Will you thrust him, &c.
6 Come, for all things now are ready.
Yet there's room for many more ;
ye blind, ye lame and needy.
Come to wisdom's boundless store.
Sinners, can you hate this Saviour?
Will you thrust him, &c.
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118. 2's&ll's. J. B. Hague
** The Harvest is past, the Summer is ended,"
1 HARK, sinner, while God from on high doth
entreat thee,
And warnings with accents of mercy doth blend ;
Give ear to his voice, lest in judgment he meet
thee ;
** The harvest is passing, the summer will end."
2 How oft of thy danger and guilt he hath told
thee,
How oft still the message of mercy doth send !
Haste, haste, while he waits in his arms to enfold
thee ;
" The harvest is passing, the summer will end."
3 Despised, rejected, at length he may leave
thee ;
What anguish and horror thy bosom wUl rend !
Then haste thee, sinner, while he wUl receive
thee:
" The harvest is passing, the summer wiU end "
■» Ere long, and Jehovah will come in his powe» ,
Our God will arise, with his foes to contend ;
Haste, haste thee, sinner ; prepare for thit
hour:
" The harvest is passing, the summer will end.**
5 The Saviour will call thee in judgment before
him :
Oh, bow to his scepter, and make him thy
Friend ;
Now yield him thy heart, and make baste to adore
him:
" Thy harvest ia passing, thy summer will end.**
SINNER? WARNED AND ENTREATED.
119. lis ASOM.
Danger of Delay.
1 DELAY not, delay not, O sinner, draw near,
The waters of life are now flowing for thee ;
No price is demanded, the Saviour is here,
Redemption is purchased, salvation is free.
2 Delay not, delay not, why longer abuse
The love and compassion of Jesus our Lord?
A fountain is opened, how canst thou refuse
To wash and be cleansed in his pardoning blood 7
3 Delay not, delay not, O sinner, to come,
For mercy still lingers, and calls thee to-day :
Her voice is not heard in the vale of the tomb,
Her message, miheeded, will soon pass away.
4 Delay not, delay not, the Spirit of grace.
Long grieved and resisted, entreats thee to come.
Beware, lest in darkness, thou finish thy race,
And sink to the vale of eternity's gloom.
5 Delay not, delay not, the hour is at hand,
The earth shall dissolve and the heavens shall
fade —
The dead, small and great, in the judgment shall
stand.
What power, then, O sinner, shall lend thee its
aid?
6 Delay not, delay not, the refuge is nigh,
Escape for thy life ere the moment is past ;
While Mercy invites you, O fly, sinner fly !
Despise not her warning — it may be the last!
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SINNERS WARNED AND ENTREATED.
120 ^' ^' D0DDRID C. M. Jones
lOO. Aesolving to go to Christ.
1 COME, trembling sinner, in whose breast
A thousand thoughts revolve ;
Come, with your guilt and fear oppressed
And make this last resolve :
2 " I'll go to Jesus, though my sins
Have like a mountain rose ;
I know his coui'ts, I'll enter in.
Whatever may oppose.
THE PENITENT.
3 "Prostrate I'll lie before his throne,
And there my guilt confess ;
I'll tell him I'm a wretch undone,
"Without his sovereign grace.
4 " I'll to my gracious King approach,
Whose scepter pardon gives ;
Perhaps he may command a touch,
And then the suppliant lives.
5 " Perhaps he may admit my plea
Periiaps he'll hear my prayer ,
But if I perish, I will pray.
And perish only there.
6 " I can but perish if I go,
I am resolved to try ;
Tor if I stay away, I know
I must forever die."
137.
6's & 5's. S. Dti».
Invitation.
1 COIVIE, heart-broken sinner,
Though guilty thou art,
Christ is omnipotent !
Oh, give him thy heart.
2 How rich is his mercy !
Behold from above
He stoops to embrace thee, —
Oh, spurn not his love !
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THE PENITENT.
8 He comes in thy likeness,
Of flesh takes a part —
Has the tear iu his eye.
The pain iu his heart !
4 While DOW thou art weeping,
Auf] trembling with fear,
Lest He should discard thee.
His mercy is near.
5 Then trust him, O sinner,
Though guilty thou art ;
Christ is omnipotent !
Oh, give him thy heart.
CM.
• Extent of God's Mercy.
1 CANST thou, Lord, forgive so soon
A soul that's sinned so long?
Canst thou submit thyself to one
That loads thee still with wrong?
2 Canst thou invite me to repent,
And woo me to return ?
And will thine anger, Lord, relent,
And bid me cease to mourn?
3 It is no merit of my own,
But blood of Him that died.
Our elder brother and thy Son,
My sins have crucified.
4 For every drop of crimson dye.
Thus shed to make me live.
Oh, wherefore, wherefore have not 1
A thousand souls to give?
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-i QQ 7'S. ToPt^DT.
10t/« « ffg Jiath home our griefs.^*
1 WEEPING soul, no longer mourn,
Jesus all thy griefs hath borne j
View him bleeding on the tree,
Pouring out his life for thee ;
There thy every sin he bore.
Weeping soul, lament no more.
2 All thy crimes on him were laid ;
See upon his blameless head
Wrath its utmost vengeance pours.
Due to my offense and yours ;
Weary sinner, keep thine eyes
On the atoning sacrifice.
3 Cast thy guilty soul on him,
Find him mighty to redeem ;
At his feet thy burden lay.
Look thy doubts and fears away ;
Now by faith the Son embrace.
Plead his promise, trust his grace.
■\\c\ 8's & 7's. Newtow.
14 1/» Healing for the Blind.
1 "MERCY, thou Son of David,"
Blind Bartimeus once cried ;
" Others by thy grace are saved,
Oh, vouchsafe to me thine aid.'*
For his crying many chid him.
But he cried the louder still.
Till his gracious Saviour bid him,
* Come and ask me what you wDl."
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THE PENITENT.
2 Money was not what lie wanted,
Though by begging used to live ;
Yet he asked, and Jesus granted
Alms that none but he could give ;
" Lord, remove this grievous blindness,
Let mine eyes behold the day ;"
Straight he saw, and won by kindness.
Followed Jesus in the way.
3 Now methinks I hear him praising,
Publishing to all around —
" Friends, is not my case amazing,
What a Saviour I have found !
Oh, that all the blind but knew him,
Or could be advised by me ;
Sure if they were brought unto him.
He would cause them all to M?te.
4 " Now I freely leave my garments.
Follow Jesus in the way ;
He'll direct me by his counsel.
Bring me to eternal day ;
There shall I behold my Saviour,
Spotless, innocent and pure ;
I shall reign with him forever.
For his promises are sure.
5 " Don't you see my Jesus coming,
See him now in yonder cloud,
With ten thousand angels round him —
Oh, behold the glorious crowd !
I will rise and go and meet him.
And embrace him in my arms ;
In the arms of my dear Jesus,
Oh ! he hath a thousand charms,"
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THE PENITENT.
141.
C. M. BurnBam.
Lord! remember Me.
1 JESUS ! thou art tlie sinner's Friend,
As such I look to thee ;
Now in the fullness of thy love,
Lord ! rememher me.
2 Kemember thy pure word of grace,
Eem ember Calvary ;
Remember all thy dying groans,
And then remember me.
3 Thou wondrous Advocate with God !
1 yield myself to thee ;
While thou art sitting on thy throne
Lord ! remember me.
4 I own I'm guilty, own I'm vile,
Yet thy salvation's free ;
Then, in thy all-abounding grace,
Lord ! remember me.
5 Howe'er forsaken or distressed,
Howe'er oppressed I be,
Howe'er afflicted here on earth.
Do thou remember me.
6 And when I close my eyes in death,
And creature-helps all flee,
Then, my great Redeemer, God I
1 pray, remember me.
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THE PENITENT.
7's. Sac. Soihw
Beep Contrition.
1 JESUS, save my dying soul ;
Make the broken spirit whole ;
Humbled in the dust I lie ;
Saviour, leave me not to die.
2 Jesus, full of every grace,
Now reveal thy smiling face ;
Grant the joy of sin forgiven,
foretaste of the bliss of heaven.
3 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.
4 Lord, in thee I now believe ;
Wilt Hiou — wilt thou not forgive I
Helpless at thy feet I lie ;
Saviour leave me not to die.
W3
7's. C. Wesley.
• A Refuge.
JESUS, lover of my soul,
Let me to thy bosom fly,
While the raging billows roll.
While the tempest still is high :
Hide me, my Saviour, hide,
Till the storm of life is past ;
Safe into the haven guide ;
Oh, receive my soul at last.
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THE PEJJITENT.
2 Other refuge liave I none ;
Hangs my helpless soul on thee ;
Leave, oh, leave me not alone ;
Still support and comfort me :
All my trust on thee is stayed,
All my help from thee I bring ;
Cover my defenseless head
With the shadow of thy wing.
3 Thou, Christ, art all I want;
All in all in thee I find ;
Kaise the fallen, cheer the faint.
Heal the sick, and lead the blind :
Just and holy is thy name ;
I am all unrighteousness ;
Vile and full of sin I am ;
Thou art full of truth and grace.
I . . CM. Stennott.
Atx* Imploring "Pardon.
1 DEAR Saviour, prostrate at thy feet
A guilty rebel lies,
And upward to thy mercy-seat
Presumes to lift his eyes.
2 If tears of sorrow would suffice
To pay the debt I owe,
Tears should from both my weeping eyes
In ceaseless torrents flow.
3 But no such sacrifice I plead
To expiate my guilt ;
No tears but those that thou hast shed ;
No blood, but thou hast spilt.
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THE PENITENT.
4 I plead thy sorrows, gracious Lord;
Do thou my sins forgive :
Thy justice wUl approve the word
That bids the sinner live.
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7's. C. Wesi]
The Penitent Inquirer.
1 DEPTH of mercy ! — can there be
Mercy still reserved for me?
Can my God his wrath forbear,
And the chief of sinners spare?
2 I have long withstood his grace ;
Long provoked him to his face ;
Would not hear his gracious calls ;
Grieved him by a thousand falls.
3 Jesus, answer from above :
Is not all thy nature love?
Wilt thou not the wrong forget? —
Lo, I fall before thy feet.
4 Now incline me to repent ;
Let me now my fall lament ;
Deeply my revolt deplore ;
Weep, believe, and sin no more.
L. M.
The Decision.
U6.
1 THE smitten heart and starting tear,
Which bade me live for God and heavec,
Have sometimes roused my solemn fear.
And made me wish my sins forgiven.
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THE PENITENT.
9 But when I mingled vritli the crowd
That hasten to the world of woe,
I felt too stubborn and too proud
To yield to Christ, and heavenward go.
3 And thus I've gone from day to day,
From month to month, and year to year,
Refusing still to bend and pray,
And shed the penitential tear.
4 But I'm resolved no longer now
To put away the day of grace ;
Lest God in anger strike the blo\<.
And make despair my dwelling place.
147.
C. M. C. Wesle
Frayer for Bepentance.
1 OH, for that tenderness of heart,
Which bows before the Lord !
That owns how just and good thou art,
And trembles at thy word !
2 Oh, for those humble, contrite tears
Which from repentance flow !
That sense of guilt which trembling fears
The long suspended blow !
3 Saviour, to me in pity give
For sin the deep distress,
The pledge thou vrAi at last receive.
And bid me die in peace. ,
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THE PENITENT.
4 fill my soul with faith and love,
And strength to do thy will ;
Raise my desii-es aud hopes above.
Thyself to me reveal.
W8.
L. M. Watts.
Returning to God.
1 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.
2 My soul is humbled in the dust.
And owns thy dreadful sentence just ;
Look down, Lord, with pitying eye.
And save the soul condemned to die.
3 Then will I teach the world thy ways ;
Sinners shall learn thy sovereign grace;
I'll lead them to my Saviour's blood,
And they shall praise a pardoning God.
4 Oh, may thy love inspii-e my tongue ;
Salvation shall be all my song ;
And all my powers shall join to bless
The Lord, my strength and righteousnesi.
149.
C. M. STKMJt
Contrition.
LORD, thy tender mercy hears
Contrition's humble sigh;
Thy hand, indulgent, wipes the tears
From sorrow's weeping eye.
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THE PENITENT.
S See, low before thy throne of grace,
A sinful wanderer mourn:
Hast thou not bid nie seek thy face'
Hast thou not said, "Return?"
3 Oh, shine on this benighted heart.
With beams of mercy shine;
And let thy healing voice impart
A taste of joys divine.
4 Thy presence only can bestow
Delights which never cloy ;
Be this my solace here below,
And my eternal joy.
150,
8's & 6's. AwoN.
Coming to Christ.
1 JUST as I am, without one plea,
But that thy blood was shed for me.
And that thou bidst me come to thee,
Lamb of God, I come !
2 Just as I am, and waiting not
To rid my soul of one sin blot.
To thee, whose blood can cleanse eacii STWt,
Lamb of God, I come !
3 Just as I am, though tossed about
With many a conflict, many a doubt,
Fightings within, and fears without,
Lamb of God, I come I
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THE CONVERT.
4 Just as I am — poor, wretched, blind;
Sight, riches, healiug, peace of mind.
Yea, all I need in thee to find,
Lamb of God, I come !
■ 5 Just as I am — thou wilt receive.
Give welcome, pardon, cleanse, relieve ;
Because thy promise I believe,
Lamb of God, I come !
151.
THE CONVERT.
L. M. Cennick.
Christ the Way.
1 JESUS, my all, to heaven is gone,
He whom I fix my hopes upon ;
His track I see, and I'll pursue
The narrow way, till him I view ; —
2 This is the way I long have sought.
And mourned because I found it not;
My grief, my burden long has been.
Because I could not cease from sin.
3 The more I strove against its power,
I sinned and stumbled but the more ;
Till late I heard my Saviour say,
" Come hither, soul ; I am the way."
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THE CONVERT.
4 Lo ! glad I come ; and thou blest Lamli^
Wilt take me to thee as I am ;
Nothing but sin I thee can give,
Nothing but love shall I receive.
5 Then vrill I tell to sinners round
What a dear Saviour I have found I
I'll point to thy redeeming blood,
And say, " Behold the way to God."
152.
L. M. DODDRICGS.
Uniting with the Church.
1 OH, happy day, that fixed my choice
On thee my Saviour and my God ;
Well may this glowing heart rejoice,
And tell its raptures all abroad.
2 Oh, happy bond that seals my vows
To Him who claims my highest love !
Let cheerful anthems fill the house,
While to his altar now I move.
2 *Tis done; the great transaction's done;
I am my Lord's, and he is mine :
He drew me, and I followed on,
Kejoiced to own the call divine.
4 High Heaven, that hears the solemn vow.
That vow renewed shall daily hear,
Till in life's latest hour I bow.
And bless in death a bond so dear.
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THE CONVERT.
C. M. NeWTOS'
Amazing Garce.
1 AMAZING grace ! how sweet the sound,
That saved a wretch like me !
I once was lost, but now am found,
Was blind, but now I see.
2 'Twas grace that taught my neart to fear,
And grace my fears relieved:
How precious did that grace appear,
The hour I first believed !
3 Through many dangers, toils and snares,
I have already come ;
'Tis grace has brought me safe thus far.
And grace will lead me home.
4 The Lord has promised good to me,
His word my hope secures ;
He will my shield and portion be.
As long as life endures.
5 Yes, when this flesh and heart shall fail,
And mortal life shall cease ;
I shall possess within the vail,
A life of joy and peace.
6 The earth shall soon dissolve like snow.
The sun forbear to shine ;
But God who called me here below,
"Will be forever mine.
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THE CONVERT,
L. M. Steele.
Choosing Christ's Service.
1 NOW I resolve, with all my heart,
With all my powers to serve the Lord ;
Nor from his precepts e'er depart.
Whose service is a rich reward.
2 Oh, be his service all my joy ;
Around let my example shine.
Till others love the blest employ,
And join in labors so divine.
3 Be this the purpose of my soul,
My solemn, my determined choice —
To yield to his supreme control,
And in his kind commands rejoice.
4 Oh, may I never faint nor tire.
Nor, wandering, leave his sacred ways:
Great God, accept my soul's desire.
And give me strength to live thy praise.
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C. M.
Renouncing the World.
1 LET worldly minds the world pursue.
It has no charms for me ;
Once I admired its follies too.
But grace has set me free.
2 Those follies now no longer please,
No more delight afford ;
Far from my heart be joys like these.
Now I have known the Lord.
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THE CONVERT.
3 As by the light of opening day
The stars are all concealed,
So earthly pleasures fade away
When Jesus is revealed.
4 Creatures no more divide my choice,
I bid them all depart ;
His name, and love, and gracious voice
Shall iix my roving heart.
5 Now, Lord, I would be thine alone.
And wholly live to thee ;
Yet worthless still, myself I own,
Thy worth is all my plea.
'4rf» 8's & 7'S. MoNTGOMKRVi
ly 0« Forsaking all for Christ.
1 JESUS, I my cross have taken.
All to leave, and follow thee ;
Friendless, poor, despised, forsaken.
Thou, from hence, my all shalt be.
Perish, every fond ambition,
All I've sought, or hoped, or known ,
Yet how rich is my condition,
God and heaven are still my own !
2 Let the world despise and leave me ;
They have left my Saviour too ;
Human hearts and looks deceive me —
Thou art not, like them, untrue ;
And while thou shalt smile upon me,
God of wisdom, love and might.
Foes may hate and friends disown me ;
Show thy face, and all is bright.
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THE CONVERT.
3 Go, tlien, earthly fame and treasure;
Come disaster, scorn and pain:
In thy service pain is pleasure ;
With thy favor loss is gain.
I have called thee Abha, rather —
I have set my heart on thee ;
Storms may howl, and clouds may gather,
All must work for good to me.
4 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 unmixed with thee !
5 Soul, then know thy full salvation ;
Rise o'er sin, and fear, and care ;
Joy to find in every station.
Something still to do or bear.
Think what Spirit dwells within thee ;
Think what Father's smiles are thine,
Think that Jesus died to win thee :
Child of heaven, canst thou repine?
6 Haste thee on from grace to glory.
Armed by faith, and winged by prayer ;
Heaven's eternal days before thee,
God's own hand shall guide thee there.
Soon shall close thy earthly mission,
Soon shall pass thy pilgrim days ;
Hope shall change to glad fruition,
Taith to sight, and prayer to praise.
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THE CONVERT.
lO I • 7%^ C/^am5 0/ Christ.
1 MY soul's full of glory, inspiring my tongue,
Could I meet -with angels, I'd sing them a song,
I'd sing of my J esus, and tell of his charms,
Aad beg them to bear me to his loving arms.
2 Methinks they're descending to hear while I sing,
Well pleased to hear mortals thus praising their king,
angels ! angels ! my soul's in a flame ;
1 faint in sweet rapture at Jesus' dear name.
3 Saviour of sinners ! thou balm of my soul, [whole;
'Twas thou, my dear Jesus, that made my heart
Oh, bring me to view thee, my God and my king,
In oceans of glory thy praises to sing.
4 Sweet Spirit, attend me, till Jesus shall come ;
Protect and defend me until I'm called home:
Though worms my poor body may claim as their
prey,
TwUl outshine, when rising, the sun at noonday.
6 A glimpse of bright glory surprises my soul;
I sink in sweet visions to view the bright goal ;
My sovil, while I'm singing, is leaping to go ;
This moment for heaven I'd leave all below.
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7's & 6's. Newtow.
Christ the great Fhysician.
I HOW lost was my condition.
Till Jesus made me v^^hole !
There is but one Physician
Can cure a sin -sick soul.
Next door to death he found me,
And snatched me from the grave,
To tell to all around me
His wondrous power to save.
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THE CONVERT.
9 The worst of all diseases
Is light, compared ■with sin j
On every part it seizes,
But rages most within ;
'Tis palsy, plague, and fever,
And madness, all combined ;
And none but a beHever
The least reHef can find.
3 From men great skiU professing,
I thought a cure to gain ;
But this proved more distressing.
And added to my para ;
Some said that nothing ailed me,
Some gave me up for lost ;
Thus every refuge failed me,
And all my hopes were crossed.
4 At length, this great Physician —
How matchless is his grace ! —
Accepted my petition,
And undertook my case ;
First gave me sight to view him,—
For sin my eyes had sealed, —
Then bade me look unto him :
I looked, and I was healed.
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C. M. Watts.
• Parting with earthly Joys.
MY soul forsakes her vain delight,
And bids the world farewell ;
On things of sense why fix my sight?
Why on its pleasures dwell?
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THE CONVERT.
2 There's nothing round this spacio.TS ear^i
That suits my soul's desire ;
To boundless joy and solid mirth
My nobler thoughts aspire.
3 No longer will I ask its love,
Nor seek its friendship more ;
The happiness that I approve
Is not within its power.
4 Oh, for the pinions of a dove.
To ascend the heavenly road :
There shall I share my Saviour's love.
There shaU I dweU with God.
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8's & 7's. BoWMNG.
• Glorying in the Gross.
IN th^icross of Christ I glcrry,
Towering o'er the wrecks of time ;
All the light of sacrpd story
Gather round its headiSublime.
2 When the woes of life o'ertake me,
Hopes deceive, and fears annoy,
Never shall the cross forsake me;
Lo ! it glows with peace and joy.
3 When the sun of bliss is beaming
Light and love upon my way,
From the cross the radiance streaming
Adds new lustre to the day.
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THE CONVERT.
4 Bane and blessing, pain and pleasure,
By the cross are sanctified ;
Peace is there that knows no measure,
Joys that through all time abide.
5 In the cross of Christ I glory.
Towering o'er the wrecks of time;
All the Light of sacred story
Gathers round its head sublime.
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C. M. Watts.
God the Believer's Fortion.
1 MY God, my portion, and my love,
My everlasting all,
I've none but thee in heaven above,
Or on this earthly ball.
2 What empty things are all the skies,
And tMs inferior clod ;
There's nothing here deserves my joys,
There's nothing like my God.
3 Were I possessor of the earth,
And called the stars my own,
Without thy graces, and thyself,
I were a wretch undone.
4 Let others stretch their arms like seas,
And grasp in all the shore ;
Grant me the visits of thy face,
And I desire no more.
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THE CONVERT.
6'S&4'S. R. PALMWfc
Christ our Confidence.
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 ;
A.S thou hast died for me,
Oh, may my love to thee
Pure, warm, and changeless be —
A living fire.
3 While life's dread maze I tread,
And griefs around me spread,
Be thou my Guide ;
Bid darkness turn to day,
Wipe sorrow's tears away.
Nor let me ever stray
From thee aside.
4 When ends life's transient dream.
When death's cold, sullen stream.
Shall o'er me roll,
Blest Saviour, then, in love,
Fear and distress remove;
Oh, bear me safe above, —
A ransomed soul.
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163.
THE CONVERT.
L. M. GnHaa.
Not ashamed of Christ.
1 JESUS, and shaU it ever be
A mortal man ashamed of thee,
A-shamed of thee, whom angels praise.
Whose glory shines through endless days?
2 Ashamed of Jesus? Sooner far
Let evening blush to own a star !
He sheds the beams of light divine
O'er this benighted soul of mine.
3 Ashamed of Jesus? Just as soon
Let morning be ashamed of noon ;
'Tis midnight with my soul till he.
Bright Morning Star, bids darkness flee.
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 Ashamed of Jesus? Yes I may, ,
When I've no guilt to wash away.
No tears to wipe, no good to crave.
No fears to quell, no soul to save.
6 TUl then — nor is my boasting vain -^
Till then I'll boast a Saviour slain !
And oh ! may this my glory be.
That Christ is not ashamed of me !
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THE CONVERT.
C. P. M. Anom.
Revival Joys.
1 WE feel that heaven is now begun.
It issues from the shining throne.
From Jesus' grace ou high :
It comes like floods, we can't contain,
We drink, and drink, and drink again.
And yet we still are dry.
2 But when we come to reign above.
And all surround the throne of love,
« We'll drink a full supply ;
Our Shepherd will before us go,
And lead where heavenly fountains flow,
That never will run dry.
3 There will we reign, and shout, and sing.
And make the upper regions ring.
When all the saints get home ;
Come on, come on, my brethren dear.
Soon shall we meet together there.
For Jesus bids us come.
4 Amen, amen, my soul replies,
I'm bound to meet you in the skies.
And claim my mansion there ;
Now here's my heart, and here's my hand,
To meet you in that heavenly land
Where we shall part no more.
5 There, on that peaceful, happy shore,
We'll sing and shout, our sufferings o'er,
In sweet redeeming love :
We'll shout and praise our conquering King,
Who died himself that he might bring
Us rebels near to God.
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165.
THE CONVERT.
C. M. KlKKHAM*
Bearing Shame for Christ.
1 DIDST thou, dear Saviour, suffer shame,
And bear the cross for me?
And shall I fear to own thy name.
Or thy disciple be?
2 Inspire my soul with life divine,
And make me truly bold ;
Let knowledge, faith, and meekness shine,
Nor love nor zeal grow cold.
3 Let mockers scoff, the world defame,
And treat' me with disdain ;
Still may I glory in thy name.
And count reproach my gaia..
4 To thee I cheerfully submit,
And all my powers resign ;
Let wisdom point out what is fit.
And I'll no more repine.
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P. M.
Heavenly Union.
1 COME, saints and sinners, hear me tell
The wonders of Immanuel,
Who saved me from a burning hell.
And brought my soul with him to dwell,
And gave me heavenly union.
2 When Jesus saw me from on high.
Beheld my soul in ruin lie.
He looked on me with pitying eye.
And said to me, as he passed by,
"With God you have no union."
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THE CONVERT.
3 Then I began to weep and cry ;
And looked this way and that, to fly,
It grieved me so that I must die j
I strove salvation for to buy ;
But still I had no union.
4 But when I hated all my sin,
My dear Redeemer took me in,
And with his blood he washed me clean ;
And oh ! what seasons I have seen
Since first I felt this union.
5 I praised the Lord both night and day,
And went from house to house to pray.
And if I met one on the way,
I found I'd something still to say
About this heavenly union.
6 I now with saints can join to sing,
And mount on faith's triumphant wing,
And make the heavenly arches ring
With loud hosannas to our King,
Who gave us heavenly union.
.^_ C. M. DoDDRIDCt
lU I • " Thou Jcnowest that I love thee.'*
1 DO not I love thee, my Lord?
Behold my heart and see ;
And turn each cursed idol out.
That dares to rival thee.
2 Do not I love thee from my soul?
Then let me nothing love ;
Dead be my heart to every joy,
When Jesus cannot move.
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THE CONVERT.
3 Is not thy name melodious still,
To my attentive ear?
Does not eacli pulse vrifh pleasure bound,
My Saviour's voice to hear?
4 Thou know'st I love thee, blessed Lord,
But oh ! I long to soar,
Far from this scene of mortal joys,
And love thee evermore.
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6's & 8s. C. Wesley.
Christ interceding.
1 ARISE, my soul, arise,
Shake off thy guilty fears,
The bleeding Sacrifice
In my behalf appears :
Before the throne my Surety sisands,
My name is written on his hands.
2 He ever lives above,
For me to intercede ;
His all-redeeming love,
His precious blood, to plead ;
His blood atoned for all our race,
And sprinkles now the throne of grace.
3 Five bleeding wounds he bears,
Received on Calvary ;
They pour effectual prayers,
They strongly speak for me:
"Forgive him, oh, forgive," they cry,
" Nor let that ransomed sinner die !"
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THE CONVERT.
4 The Father hears him pray.
His dear anointed One i
He cannot turn away
The presence of his Son :
His Spirit answers to the hlood,
And tells me I am born of God.
5 My God is reconciled,
His pardoning voice I hear j
He owns me for his child,
I can no longer fear :
With confidence I now draw nigh,
And Father, Abba, Father, cry.
C. M. C. Wesle».
• The happy Child of Grace.
HOW happy 's every child of grace,
Who feels his sins forgiven ;
"This world," he cries, "is not my place;
I seek a place in heaven, —
A country far from mortal sight;
Yet, oh, by faith I see
The land of rest, the saints' delight,
The heaven prepared for me.
" To that Jerusalem above
With singing I'll repair ;
While in the world, by hope and love,
My heart and soul are there ;
Thei'e my exalted Saviour stands,
My merciful High Priest,
And still extends his wounded hands,
To take me to his breast.
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THE CONVEKT.
" Oh, wtat a blessed hope is ouis,
While here on earth we stay 1
We more than taste the heavenly powers,
And antedate that day :
We feel the resurrection near,
Our life in Christ concealed.
And with his glorious presence here
Our earthen vessels filled.
" Oh, would he more of heaven bestow.
And let this vessel break !
And let my ransomed spirit go
To grasp the God I seek ;
In rapturous awe on him to gaze,
Who bled and died for me.
And shout and wonder at his grace.
Through all eternity."
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L. M. H. K. White.
The Star of Bethlehem.
1 WHEN, marshaled on the nightly plain,
The glittering host bestud the sky.
One star alone, of all the train,
Can fix the sinner's wandering eye.
2 Hark ! hark ! to God the chorus breaks,
From every host, from every gem:
But one alone the Saviour speaks, —
It is the Star of Bethlehem !
3 Once on the raging seas I rode ;
The storm was loud, the night was dark ;
The ocean yawned, and rudely blowed
The wind that tossed my foundering bark.
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THE CONVERT.
4 Deep horror then my vitals froze ;
Death-struck, I ceased the tide to stem ;
When suddenly a star arose, —
It was the Star of Bethlehem !
5 It was my guide, my light, my all ;
It bade my dark forebodings cease ;
And, through the storm and danger's thrall,
It led me to the port of peace.
6 Now, safely moored, my perils o'er,
I'll sing, first in night's diadem.
Forever and forever more, —
The Star — the Star of Bethlehem !
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7's & 6's. TiEBW.
Longing for Heaven.
1 OH, when shall I see Jesus,
And reign with him above,
And from that flowing fountain
Drink everlasting love?
When shall I be delivered
From this vain world of sin,
And with my blessed Jesus
Drink endless pleasures in?
2 But S.OW I am a soldier ;
My Captain's gone before;
He's given me my orders,
And bid me not give o'er :
His faithful word has promised
A righteous crown to give ;
And all his valiant soldiers
Eternal life shall have.
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THE CONVERT.
3 Through grace, I am determined
To conquer, though I die,
And then away to Jesus
On wings of love to fly.
Farewell to sin and sorrow —
I hid you all adieu ;
And oh, my friends, prove faithful,
And on your way pursue.
4 And if you meet with trouhles
And trials on you^ way.
Then cast your care on Jesus,
And don't forget to pray.
Gird on the heavenly armor
Of faith, and- hope, and love ;
Then, when the combat's ended.
He'll carry you above.
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ll's & 9'g. C. Weslet.
Ec^asy of the new-born Soul.
\ HOW happy are they who their Saviour obey,
And have laid up their treasures above !
Tongue cannot express the sweet comfort and peaeo
Of a soul in its earliest lore !
2 That comfort was mine, when the favor divine
I first found in the blood of the Lamb ;
When my heart it believed, what a joy I received,
What a heaven in Jesus's name 1
6 'Twas a heaven below my Redeemer to know;
And the angels could do nothing more,
Than to fall at his feet, and the story repeat,
And the Lover of sinners adore.
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THE CONVERT.
4 Je«us all the day long was my joy and my song:
Oh, that all his salvation might see !
He hath loved me, I cried, he hath suffered and died,
To redeem a poor rehel like me.
5 On the wings of his love I was carried above
All sin, and temptation, and pain ;
I could not believe, that I ever should grieve,
That I ever should suffer again.
6 Oh, the rapturous height of that holy delight,
Which I felt in^the life-giving blood!
Of my Saviour possessed, 1 was perfectly blessed,
As if filled with the fullness of God.
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8's & 7's. Robinson.
Sitting at the Cross.
1 SWEET the moment, rich in blessing,
"Which before the cross I spend ;
Life, and health, and peace possessing,
From the sinner's dying Friend :
Here 111 sit, for ever viewing
Mercy's streams in streams of blood :
Precious drops my soul bedewing.
Plead and claim my peace with God.
2 Truly blessed in this station,
Low before his cross to lie :
While I see divine compassion
Floating in his languid eye ;
Here it is I find my heaven.
While upon the Lamb I gaze :
Love I much ? I've much forgiven —
I'm a miracle of grace !
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THE CONVERT.
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.
May I still enjoy this feeling.
In all need to Jesus go ;
Prove his wounds each day more healing,
And himself more deeply know.
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lO's&ll's.-.
Fleasures of Relic/ion.
1 OH, TELL me no more of this vain world's store,
The time for such trifles with me now is o'er;
A country I've found, where true joys abound.
To dwell I'm determined, on that happy ground.
2 The souls that believe, in Paradise live.
And me in that number, will Jesus receive;
My soul don't delay, he calls thee away.
Rise, follow the Saviour, and bless the glad day.
3 No mortal doth know what he can bestow.
What light, strength, and comfort — go after him, ga
Lo ! onward I move, to a country above,
None guiesses how wondrous my journey will prove.
4 Great spoils I shall win, from death, hell, and sin ;
'Midst outward affliction, shall feel Christ within ;
And when I'm to die, " Receive me," I'll cry.
For Jesus hath loved me, I cannot tell why.
h But still I do find, that we are so joined.
He'll not live in glory and leave me behind.
So, this is the race I'm running, through grace,
Henceforth, till admitted to see my Lord's face.
6 And now I'm in care, my neighbors may share
Those blessings ; to seek them will none of you dare f
In bondage, oh why, and death, will you lie,
When one here assures you free grace is so nigh?
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THE CONVERT.
C. M. J. Kyland.
Hinder me not.
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.
CHORUS.
We're marching to Immanuel's ground,
We soon shall hear the trumpet sound,
And then we shall with Jesus reign,
And never, never part again !
What ! never part again?
No, never part agaiu !
What! never part again?
No, never part again !
And then we shall with Jesus reign.
And never, never part again !
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.
- We're marching, &c.
3 Through duties, and through trials too,
I'll go at his command ;
" Hinder me not ;" for I am bound
To my Immanuel's land.
We're marching, &c.
4 And, when my Saviour calls me home.
Still this my cry shall be, —
"Hinder me not;" come, w^elcome death;
I'll gladly go with thee.
We're marching, &c.
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BAPTISM.
BAPTISM.
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8's & 7's. Fawcett.
• Invitation to follow the Lamb.
1 HUMBLE souls, who seek salvation
Through the Lamb's redeeming blood,
Hear the voice of Revelation,
Tread the path that Jesus trod :
Flee to him, your only Saviour,
In his mighty name confide ;
In the whole of your behavior.
Own him as your sovereign guide.
2 Hear the blessed Redeemer call you,
Listen to his gracious voice ;
Dread no ill that can befall you,
While you make his ways your choice
Jesus says, " Let each believer
Be baptized in my name ;"
He himself in Jordan's river
Was immersed beneath the stream.
3 Plainly here his footsteps tracing,
Follow him without delay ;
Gladly his command embracing,
Lo 1 your Captain leads the way :
View the rite with understanding,
Jesus' grave before you lies,
Be interred at his commanding,
After his example rise.
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177
CM. Fellow*
Delight in Obedience.
1 LORD, and will tliy pardoning love
Embrace a wretch so vile?
Wilt thou my load of gilt remove,
And bless me with thy smile?
2 Hast thou the cross for me endured,
And all its shame despised?
And shall T be ashamed, 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 Lord, the ardor of thy love
Reproves my cold delays ;
And now my willing footsteps move
In thy delightful ways.
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L. M.
•' They were baptized."
1 GREAT God, we in thy courts appear.
With humble joy and holy fear,
Thy wise injunctions to obey;
Let saints and angels hail the day !
2 Great things, everlasting Son,
Great things for us thy grace hath done
Constrained by thy almighty love,
Our willing feet to meet Thee move.
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3 In thy assembly here we stand,
Obedient to thy great command :
The sacred flood is full in view,
And thy sweet voice invites us througli.
4 TJK Word, the Spirit, and the Bride
M^t not invite, and be denied ;
Was not the Lord, who came to save.
Interred in such a liquid grave?
5 Thus we, dear Saviour, own thy name ;
Receive us rising from the stream ;
Then to thy table let us come.
And dwell in Zion as our home.
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S. M. L. H. SiGOURNET
Delight in Obedience.
1 SAVIOUR, thy law we love.
Thy pure example bless.
And with a firm, unwaveriag zeal.
Would in thy footsteps press.
2 Not to the fiery pains
By which the martyrs bled ;
Not to the scourge, the thorn, the crose
Our favored feet are led ; —
3 But, at this peaceful tide,
Assembled in thy fear,
The homage of obedient hearts
We humblv offer here.
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180.
BAPTISM.
C. M. DoDDRIDOa
Christians buried and risen with Clirist.
1 BAPTIZED into our Saviour's death,
Our souls to sin must die ;
With Christ our Lord we live anew,
With Christ ascend on high.
2 There, by his Father's side he sits.
Enthroned divinely fair,
Yet owns himself our Brothe** stUl,
And oiu' Forerunner there.
3 Kise from these earthly trifles, rise
On wings of faith and love ;
Above our choicest treasure lies.
And be our hearts above.
4 But earth and sin will draw us down,
When we attempt to fly ;
Lord, send thy strong, attractive power
To fix our souls on high.
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L. M. Stennett.
' Thus it becometh us."
1 THE Great Redeemer we adore.
Who came the lost to seek and save.
Went humbly down from Jordan's shore
To find a tomb beneath its wave !
2 " Thus it become us to fulfill
All righteousness," he meekly said;
" Why should we then to do his will,
Or be ashamed, or be afraid?"
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VAPnSM.
3 With Thee, into thy watery tomb,
Lord, 'tis our glory to descend ;
'Tis wondrous grace that gives us rooia
To lie interred by such a friend.
4 Yet as the yielding waves give way
To let us see the light again.
So on the resurrection day,
The bands of death proved weak and rain.
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L. M.
liaised to Newness of Life.
1 COME, all you sons of God, and vie#
Your bleeding Saviour's love to youj
Behold him sink with heavy woes,
And give his life to save Ms foes.
2 Here in the pure baptismal wave.
You see the emblem of his grave ;
Come,, all who woidd his laws obey,
And view the place where Jesus lay
3 When from the watery tomb restored,
Then call to mind your rising Lord ;
You saints, lift up your joyful eyes ;
Exulting see your Saviour rise.
4 Ascending from the stream, behold
An emblem of his life restored ;
Hence live to him who died for you.
And all his just commandments do^
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183.
8's, 7's & 4's. J. E. GiLM.
Buried loitli Christ by Baptism.
1 THOU hast said, exalted Jesus,
" Take thy cross and follow nie ;''
Shall the word with terror seize us?
Shall we from the burden flee?
Lord, I'll take it,
And, rejoicing, follow thee.
2 While this liquid tomb sui-veying,
Emblem of my Saviour's grave.
Shall I shun its brink, betraying
Feelings worthy of a slave?
No ! I'll enter :
Jesus entered Jordan's wave.
3 Blest the sign which thus reminds me,
Saviour, of thy love for me ;
But more blest the love that binds me
In its deathless bonds to thee :
Oh, what pleasure, n
Buried with my Lord to be !
4 Should it rend some fond connection,
Should I suffer shame or loss,
Yet the fragrant, blest reflection,
I have been where Jesus was,
"Will revive me
When I faint beneath the cross.
5 Fellowship with him possessing,
Let me die to earth and sin ;
Let me rise to enjoy the blessing
Which the faithful soul shall win:
May I ever
Follow where my Lord has been.
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C. M. S. F. Smith.
Self-consecration in Baptism.
1 WHILE in this sacred rite of thine,
We yield our spirits now,
Shine o'er the waters, Dove divine,
And seal the cheerful vow.
2 All glory be to Him whose life
For ours was freely given.
Who aids us in the spirit's strife,
And makes us meet for heaven.
3 To thee we gladly now resign
Our life and aU our powers ;
Accept us in this rite divine,
And bless these hallowed hours.
4 Oh, may we die to earth and sin.
Beneath the mystic flood ;
And when we rise, may we begin
To live anew for God.
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C. M. S. F. Smith.
The Emblematic Dove.
1 MEEKLY in Jordan's holy stream
The great Redeemer bowed ;
Bright was the glory's sacred beam
That hushed tTie wondering crowd.
2 Thus God descended to approve
The deed that Christ had done ;
Thus came the emblematic Dove,
And hovered o'er the Son.
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3 So, blessed Spirit, come to-day
To our baptismal scene:
Let thoughts of earth be far away.
And every mind serene.
4 This day we give to holy joy ;
This day to heaven belongs.
Eaised to new life, we wiU employ
In melody our tongues.
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L. M. Baujwiic
Imitation of Christ.
1 COME, happy souls, adore the Lamb,
Who loved our race ere time began,
Who vailed his Godhead in our clay,
And in an 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 owned the deed, approved the way.
And blessed 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.
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8'S, 7*S & 4'6. S. S. CUTTIN*
Christian Profession.
1 GRACIOUS Saviour ! we adore thee,
Purchased by thy precious blood,
We present ourselves before thee.
Now to walk the narrow road :
Saviour, guide us.
Guide us to our heavenly home.
2 Thou didst mark our path of duty ;
Thou wast laid beneath the wave ;
Thou didst rise in glorious beauty
From the semblance of the grave :
May we follow
In the same del%htful way.
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L. M. JuDso>
Christ's Example.
1 OUR Saviour bowed beneath the wave,
And meekly sought a watery grave:
Come, see the sacred path he trod —
A path well pleasing to our God.
2 His voice we hear, his footsteps trace,
And hither come to seek his face,
To do his will, to feel his love,
And join our songs with songs above.
3 Hosanna to the Lamb divine !
Let endless glories round him shine;
High o'er the heavens forever reign,
Lamb of God, for sinners slain.
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L. M.
Buried with Him by Baptism.
1 JESUS, we come at thy command,
Now on the water's brink we stand,
Ready to walk into the wave,
A lively emblem of the grave.
2 Let neither shame, nor fear, nor pride,
Divert our steady feet aside ;
'Tis by appointment, in thy name
We venture down into the stream.
3 Lord of the universe ! look down.
And make thy great salvation known :
Teach every sinner to obey.
And follow Jesus in " the way."
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Baptism itifo Christ.
1 WITH willing hearts we tread
The path the Saviour trod ;
We love the example of our Head,
The glorious Lamb of God.
2 On thee, on thee alone,
Our hope and faith rely,
Oh, thou who didst for sin atone.
Who didst for sinners die.
3 We trust thy sacrifice ;
To thy dear cross we flee :
Oh, may we die to sin, and rise
To life and bliss in thee.
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Imitating Christ.
1 BENEATH the Jordan's limpid wave
The Baptist lays the Saviour's head,
And thus within the liquid grave
The path of righteousness to tread.
2 Arising from the dimpling tide,
Divinest rays around him pour ;
The Spirit's wings are seen to glide.
The Saviour, dove-like, hovering o'©r.
3 The Father's voice pronounced him blest,
Who bowed Him in baptismal rite ;
" Hear Him, who seek a heavenly rest,
My Son, in whom I take delight."
4 Dear Saviour, 'neath the flood we bow,
And from this hour would die to sin ;
Oh, hear in heaven our solemn vow,
And all create anew within.
4 Oh, grant to-day the holy Dove
May in our bosoms make his rest ;
The Father's still small voice of love.
Pronounce those words which make us blest
L. M. Beddome.
Cordial Obedience.
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1 BLEST Saviour, we thy will obey :
Not of constraint, but with delight.
Thy servants hither come to-day.
To honor thine appointed rite.
2 Descend, descend, celestial Dove,
On these dear followers of the Lord ;
Exalted Head of all the church.
Thy promised aid to them afford.
3 Let faith, assisted now by signs,
The wonders of thy >ve explore ;
And, washed in thy redeeming blood,
Let them depart, and sin no more.
193.
L. M. JUDSON.
The Holy Spirit invoked.
1 COME, Holy Spirit, Dove divine,
On these baptismal waters shine.
And teach our hearts, in highest strain,
To praise the Lamb, for sinners slain.
2 We love thy name, we love thy laws.
And joyfully embrace thy cause ;
We love thy cross, the shame, the pain,
Lamb of God, for sinners slain.
3 We sink beneath the mystic flood ;
Oh, bathe us in thy cleansing blood ;
We die to sin, and seek a grave.
With thee, beneath the yielding wave.
4 And as we rise, with thee to live,
Oh, let the Holy Spirit give
The sealing unction from above,
The breath of life, the fire of love.
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C. M. S. Dyer.
Administration of Baptism.
[The first three stanzas should be sung as an invoca-
tion, and the others in pairs ; tlie first as tlie candidate
is going down into tfie water, and the second when
isccnding.]
1 REPENT, believe, and be baptized,
The great divine command,
And here, according to thy word,
•0 Lord, this day we stand.
2 The young, the old, the middle aged,
Here seek the water's side,
To tread the path the Saviour trod
Into the yielding tide. ^
3 Oh, let the Spirit Dove descend.
As once o'er Jordan's wave,
And rest on all who here arise
From the baptismal grave.
Baptism of a Child.
1 AT thy inviting words of love,
"Let children come to me,"
Behold this child believing comes
To give up all for thee.
2 Oh, happy sight ! when children tread
The path of faith and love,
And join that Iciugdom here on earth ,.
"Which thev compose above.
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Baptism of a Youth.
1 WITH willing feet into the stream.
Descends this ardent youth,
Thus to remember thee, Lord,
And keep thy holy truth.
2 Emerging from the mystic grave,
To live a life didne.
Oh, may thy Spirit guide the heart.
And make it wholly thine.
Baptism of an Adult.
1 HERE at the early noon of life,
Thy precepts to obey.
Dear Saviour, this disciple comes
To tread the watery way.
2 Up from the flood with joyful steps !
The heart with rapture glows ;
The cross well borne, now on his way
The saint rejoicing goes.
Baptism of the Aged.
1 AT the eleventh hour, Lord,
Behold the pilgrim stand —
A rebel long, but come at last
To honor thy commasid.
2 By grace divine a child again,
Born never more to die,
Oh, feed the soul the word sincere.
In strength to grow thereby.
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CHRISTIAN FELLOWSHH*.
L. M. Kkllt.
'Receiving Members.
1 COIVIE in, thou blessed of the Lord ;
Oil, come iu Jesus' precious name;
We welcome thee with one accord,
And trust the Saviour does the same.
2 Thy name, 'tis hoped, already stands
Within the book of life above ;
And now to thine we join our hands.
In token of fraternal love.
3 Those joys which earth cannot afford
We'll seek in fellowship to prove,
Joiued in one spirit to our Lord,
Together bound by mutual love.
4 And while we pass this vale of tears.
We'll make our joys and sorrows known ;
We'll share each other's hopes and fears,
And count a brother's case our own.
5 Once more our welcome we repeat;
Receive assurance of our love ;
Oh, may we all together meet
Around the throne of God above.
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CHRISTIAN FELLOWSHIP.
L. M. Godwin.
• " The Brethren received us gladly. ^^
1 WELC0:ME, thou well beloved of God,
Thou heir of grace, redeemed by blood ;
Welcome with us, thine hand to join
As partner of our lot divine.
2 With us the pilgrLtn's state embrace,
We're travelmg to a blissful place ;
The Holy Ghost, who knows the way,
Conducts thee on from day to day.
3 Take up thy cross, and bear it on,
It shall be light, and not be long ;
Soon shalt tho\i sit with Jesus down,
And wear an everlasting crown.
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L. M. BURNHAM.
Epistles — read of all 3Ieny
1 FIRST have these lovers of the word
Yielded their souls to Christ the Lord ;
Now to the church themselves they give —
Now to the Saviour may they live.
2 Lord, may these honored saints of thine
Ever upon thy breast recline :
Thy name revere, thy word obey.
And oh ! forever watch and pray.
3 May they continue in thy ways.
Delight to pray — delight to praise :
May they with us abide in love,
And shortly soar to realms above,
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^ QQ 8's. Baldww,
li^O. rj^j^g u^Iq^ qJ- Saints.
1 FROM whence doth this union arise,
That hatred is conquered by love?
It fastens our souls in such ties
As distance and time can't remove.
2 It cannot in Eden be found,
Nor yet in a paradise lost ;
It grows on Immanuel's ground,
And Jesus' dear blood it did cost.
3 My brethren are dear unto me,
Our hearts all united in love ;
Where Jesus is gone we shall be.
In yonder blest mansions above.
4 Why, then, so unwilling to part,
Since there we shall all meet again?
Engraved on Immanuel's heart.
At a distance we cannot remain.
5 Oh, when shall we see that bright day,
And join with the angels above.
Set free from these prisons of clay.
United in Jesus' pure love?
6 With Jesus we ever shall reign,
And aU his bright glories shall see,
And sing, Hallelujah ! amen !
Amen ! even so let it be.
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CHRISTIAN FELLOWSHIP.
C. M. MoNTGOMEaY,
A Welcome to Fellowship.
1 COME in, thou blessed of the Lord :
Stranger nor foe art thou :
We welcome thee with warm accord,
Our friend, our brother now.
2 The hand of fellowship, the heart
Of love, we offer thee :
Leaving the world, thou dost but part
From lies and vanity.
3 The cup of blessing which we bless,
The heavenly bread we break, —
Our Saviour's blood and righteousness,—
Freely with us partake.
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The Ri(/ht Hand of Fellowship.
1 BROTHER in Christ, and well-belovei' -
To Jesus and his servants dear.
Enter, and show thyself approved ;
Enter, and find that God is here.
2 Welcome from earth ! — Lo, the right hand
Of fellowship to thee we give !
With open arms and hearts we stand,
And thee in Jesus' name receive.
3 Say, is thy heart resolved as ours?
Then let it burn with sacred love :
Then let it taste the heavenly powers,
Partaker of the joys above.
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CHRISTIAN FELLOWSHIP.
L. M. Barbauld.
Christian Affection.
1 HOW blest the sacred tie that binds
In sweet communion kindred minds !
How glad the heavenly course they run,
Whose hearts, whose faith, whose hopes are one I
2 To each the soul of each how dear !
What tender love ! what holy fear !
How does the generous flame within
Refine from earth and cleanse from sin.
3 Nor shall the glorious flame expire.
When dimly burns frail nature's fire :
Then shall they meet in realms above,
And celebrate their Saviour's love.
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S. M. Tawcett.
Christian Fellowship.
1 BLEST be the tie that binds
Our hearts in Christian love ;
The fellowship of kindred minds
Is like to that above.
2 Before our Father's throne
We pour our ardent prayers ;
Our fears, our hopes, our aims are ono,
Our comforts and our cares.
3 When we asunder part
It gives us inward pain ;
But we shall still be joined in heart,
And hope to meet a sain.
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CHRISTIAN FELLOWSmr.
4 This glorious hope revives
Our courage by the way ;
While each in expectation lives,
And longs to see the day.
5 From sorrow, toil and pain,
And sin we shall be free,
And perfect love and friendship reign
Through all eternity.
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L. M. Beddomb.
Converts Welcomed.
1 BELIEVING souls, of Christ beloved.
Who have yourselves to him resigned,
Your faith and practice both approved,
A hearty welcome here shall find.
2 Now saved from sin and Satan's wiles,
Though by a scorning world abhorred,
Now share with us the Saviour's smiles,
Come in, ye ransomed of the Lord.
3 In fellowship we join our hands.
And you an invitation give ;
Unite with us in sacred bands ;
The pledges of our love receive.
4 Thou, who art the church's head,
This union with thy blessing crown ;
And still revive and save the dead,
'Till thousands more thy name shall own.
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C. M. Wmlkt
Brotherly Love.
1 BLEST be tlie dear, uniting love.
That will not let us part ;
Our bodies may far off remove —
We still are one in heart.
2 Joined in one spirit to our Head,
Where he appoints we'll go ;
And stni in Jesus' footsteps tread.
And show his praise below.
3 Partakers of the Saviour's grace,
The same in mind and heart.
Nor joy, nor grief, nor time, nor place.
Nor life, nor death can part.
4 But let us hasten to the day,
Which shall our flesh restore ;
When death shall all be done away.
And Christians part no more !
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Brotherhf Love.
1 HOW sweet, how heayenly is the sight.
When those that lofve the Lord.
In one another's peace delight.
And so fulfill his word.
2 When each can feel his brother's sigh.
And with him bear a part ;
When son-ow flows from eye to eye.
And joy from heart to heart.
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3 When free from envy, scorn and pride,
Our wishes all above ;
Each can his brother's failings hide,
And show a brother's love.
4 When love in one delightful stream,
Through every bosom flows :
When union sweet, and dear esteem,
In every action glows.
5 Love is the golden chain that binds
The happy souls above ;
And he's an heir of heaven that finds
His bosom glow with love.
i^r^^ C. M. WxTTi.
aI/0« Christian Earmony.
1 LO ! what an entertaining sight
Those friendly brethren prove.
Whose cheerful hearts in bands unite
Of harmony and love !
2 Where streams of bliss from Christ, the sprinj^
Descend to every soul.
And heavenly peace, with balmy wing,
Shades and bedews the whole 1
3 'Tis pleasant as the morning dews
That fall on Zion's hill,
Where Grod his mildest glory shows.
And makes his grace distill.
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CM. Miller,
• Sweetness of Christian Intercourse.
1 OUR souls by love together knit.
Cemented, joined in one,
One liope, one heart, one mind, one voice,
'Tis heaven on earth begun.
2 Our hearts have often burned within,
And glowed with sacred fire,
While Jesus spoke, and fed, and blessed,
And filled the enlarged desire.
3 Lord, when thou makest thy jewels up,
And set'st thy starry crown ;
When all thy sparkling gems shall shine,
Proclaimed by thee thine own.
4 May we, a little band of love,
We sinners, saved by graqp.
From glory unto glory changed.
Behold thee face to face.
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8's, 7's & 4's. S. Dyer.
Welcome to the Christian Race.
ENTER, Jesus bids thee welcome,
In the fullness of his grace ;
With this hand of love, we give thee
In our hearts the warmest place ;
Hence together,
Let us run the Christian race.
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2 Trials hard may oft beset thee,
Firiner on the armor brace ;
Fight the fight — a crown awaits thee.
Slacken not thy cheerful pace ;
Firm together,
Let us run the Christian race.
3 Joys thou'lt find beyond expression,
Find in Zion's loved embrace ;
Losses here are turned to treasures.
Gladness smUes in sorrow's face ;
Aye together,
Let us run the Christian race.
4 Come and share our joys and son'ows,
Zion's friends bring no disgrace ;
Blush not, then, to speak her praises.
Loud proclaim her Saviour's grace.
And together,
He wUl crown us in the race.
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L. M. Nhwton
Welcome to the joys of Christian Fellowship.
1 KINDRED in Christ, for his dear sake
A hearty welcome here receive;
May we together now partake
The joys which only he can give.
2 To you and us by grace 'tis given
To know the Saviour's precious name ;
And shortly we shall meet in heaven.
Our hope, our way, our end the same.
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3 May he, by whose kind care we meet,
Send his good Spirit from above,
Make our communication sweet,
And cause our hearts to burn with lo^.
4 Forgotten be each worldly theme,
When Christians see each other thus ;
We only wish to speak of him.
Who lived, and died, and reigns for us.
5 We'll talk of all he did and said,
And suffered for us here below ;
The path he marked for us to tread,
And what he's doing for us now.
ZlU. love to the Church.
\ I LOVE thy kingdom, Lord,
The house of thine abode.
The church our blest Redeemer saved,
With his own precious blood :
2 I love thy church, God !
Her walls before thee stand,
Dear as the apple of thine eye
And graven on thy hand.
3 For her my tears shall fall.
For her my prayers ascend ;
To her my cares and toils be given,
Till toils and cares shall end :
4 Beyond my highest joy
I prize her heavenly ways.
Her sweet communion, solemn vows.
Her hymns of love and praise.
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5 Jesus, thou Friend divine,
Our Saviour, and our King,
Thy hand from every snare and foe
Shall great deliverance bring.
6 Sure as thy truth shall last.
To Zion shall be given,
The brightest glories earth can yield.
And brighter bliss of heaven.
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C. M. Sutton.
The Christian's Eojpe.
1 HAIL, sweetest, dearest tie, that binds
Our glowing hearts in one ;
Hail, sacred hope, that tunes our minds
To harmony divine.
CHORUS,
It is the hope, the blissful hope.
Which Jesus' grace has given —
The hope, when days and years are past,
We all shall meet in heaven :
We all shall meet in heaven at last,
We all shall meet in heaven ;
The hope when days and years are past,
We aU shall meet in heaven.
2 What though the northern wintry blast
Shall howl around our cot ;
What though beneath an eastern sun
Be cast our distant lot;
Yet still we share the blissful hope,
Which Jesus' grace has given, &c.
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3 From Bunnali's shores, from Afric's strand.
From India's burning plain,
From Europe, from Columbia's land,
We hope to meet apin ;
It is the hope, the blissful hope,
Which Jesus' grace has given, &c.
4 No lingering look, no pai-ting sigh
Our future meeting knows ;
There friendship beams from every eye.
And love immortal glows.
sacred hope ! blissful hope !
Which Jesus' grace has given, &c.
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S. M. Watts.
Union and Teace.
1 BLEST are the sons of peace.
Whose hearts and hopes are one,
Whose kind designs to serve and please
Through all their actions run.
2 Blest is the pious iouse
Where zeal and friendship meet ;
Their songs of praise, their mingled vows.
Make their communion sweet.
€ From those celestial springs
Such streams of pleasure flow.
As no increase of riches brings.
Nor honors can bestow.
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Thus, when on Aaron's head
They poured the rich perfume,
The oil through all his raiment spread,
And fragrance filled the room.
Thus, on the heavenly hills.
The saints are blest above.
Where joy, like morning dew, distills,
And all the air is love,
CHREBTIAN DUTIES AND EXERCISES.
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Delight in JForship.
1 LORD of the worlds above,
How pleasant and how fair
The dwellings of thy love,
Thine earthly temples are ;
To thine abode
My heart aspires,
With warm desires.
To see my God.
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2 happy souls, who pray,
"Where God appoints to hear ;
happy men, who pay
Their constant service there !
They praise thee still !
And happy they,
AVho love the way
To Zion's hill.
3 They go from strength to strength,
Through this dark vale of tears,
Till each arrives at length —
Till each in heaven appears ;
Oh, glorious seat.
When God our King,
Shall thither bring
Oui' willing feet.
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C. M. New TOM
Will ye also go away? "
1 WHEN any turn from Zion's way,
Alas ! what numbers do !
Methinks I hear my Saviour say,
" Wilt thou forsake me too?"
2 Ah, Lord ! with such a heart as mine,
Unless thou hold me fast,
I feel I must, I shall decline,
And prove like them at last.
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3 Yet, thou alone hast power, I know,
To save a wretch like me ;
To whom, or whither could 1 go,
If I should turn from thee?
4 No voice but thine can give me rest,
And bid my fears depai-t ;
No love but thine can make me blest,
And satisfy my heart.
5 What anguish has that question stirred
If I will also go?
Yet, Lord, relying on thy word,
I humbly answer. No !
L. M. Watts.
God's Grace extolled.
348.
1 LORD, I will bless thee all my days,
Thy praise shall dwell upon my tongue,
My soul shall glory in thy grace,
While saints rejoice to hear the song.
2 Come, magnify the Lord with me,
Let every heart exalt his uame :
I sought the eternal God, and he
Has not exposed my hope to shame.
3 I told him all my secret grief,
My secret groaning reached his ears ;
He gave my iuward pains relief,
And calmed the tumult of my fears.
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4 To him the poor lift up their eyes,
With heavenly joy their faces shine ;
A beam of mercy from the skies
Fills them with light and love divine.
5 His lioly angels pitch their tents
Around the men that serve the Lord ;
Oh, fear and love him all his saints.
Taste of his grace, and trust his word.
> 1 Q 8's & 7's. Ens. Col.
■-'^*^* Fraise for Redemption.
1 PRAISE, my soul, the God that sought thee
Wretched wanderer, far astray ;
Found thee lost, and kindly brought thee.
From the paths of death away :
S Praise, with love's devoutest feeling,
Him who saw thy guUt-born fear.
And, the light of hope revealing.
Bade the blood-stained cross appear.
3 Lord, this bosom's ardent feeling,
Vainly would my lips express :
Low before thy footstool kneeling,
Deign thy suppliant's prayer to bless.
4 Let thy grace, my soul's chief treasure,
Love's pure flame within, me raise !
And, since words can never measure,
Let my life show forth thy praise 1
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SOCIAL AND FAMILY WORSHIP.
L. M. Sac. Sonqb.
Praise for Family Blessings.
1 FATHER of all, thy care we bless,
Which crowns our families with peace ;
From thee they spring, and by thy hand
They have been, and are still sustained.
2 To God, most worthy to be praised,
Be our domestic altars raised ;
Who, Lord of heaven, scorns not to dwell
With saints in their obscurest cell
3 To thee may each united house,
Morning and night present its vows ;
Our servants there, and rising race,
Be taught thy precepts and thy grace.
rtK^ ^- ^'^- WaTT8,
jOl. Delight in Worship.
1 GREAT God, indulge my humble claim.
Thou art my hope, my joy, my rest;
The glories that compose thy name
Stand all engaged to make me blest.
2 Thou great and good, thou just and wise,
Thou art my Father and my God ;
And I am thine by sacred ties,
Thy son, thy servant, bought with blood.
3 With heart, and eyes, and lifted hands.
For thee I long, to thee I look ;
As travelers ix. thirsty lands
Pant for the cooling water brook.
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4 With early feet I love to appear
Among thy saints, and seek thy face;
Oft have I seen thy glory there,
And felt the power of sovereign graces
5 I'll lift my hands, I'll raise my voice,
While I have breath to pray or praise;
This work shall make my heart rejoice,
And spend the remnant of my days.
fyr'rk ''"s ^ ^'s- Edmeston.
*J0^» Confidence in God's Protection.
1 SAVIOUR, breathe an evening blessing
Ere repose our spirits seal ;
Sin and want we come confessing ;
Thou canst save, and thou canst heal.
2 Though destruction walk around us,
Though the arrows past us fly,
Angel guards from thee surround us ;
We are safe if thou art nigh.
3 Though the night be dark and dreary,
Darkness cannot hide from thee ;
Thou art he who, never weary,
Watches where thy people be.
4 Should swift death this night o'ertake us,
And command us to the tomb,
May the morn in heaven awake us,
Clad in bright, eternal bloom.
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SOCIAL AND FAillLV WORSHIP.
L. M. Merrick.
Prayer for quickening Grace.
1 OH, turn, great Ruler of the skies,
Turn from my siu thy searching eyes ;
Nor let the offenses of my hand
Within thy book recorded stand.
2 Give me a will to thine subdued,
A conscience pure, a soul renewed ;
Nor let me. wrapped in endless gloom,
An outcast from thy presence, roam.
3 Oh, let thy Spirit to my heart
Once more his quickening aid impart ;
My mind from every fear release,
And soothe my troubled thoughts to peace.
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Prayer for Direction.
1 OH, that the Lord would guide my ways
To keep his statutes still !
Oh, that my God would grant me gracft
To know and do his will !
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 From folly tnrn away my eyes ;
Let no corrupt design,
Nor covetous desire, arise
Within this soul of mine.
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SOCIAL AND FAMILY WORSHIP.
4 Direct my footsteps by thy word,
And make my heart sincere ;
Let sin have no dominion, Lord,
But keep my conscience clear.
5 Make me to walk in thy commands, —
'Tis a delightful road, —
Nor let my head, nor heart, nor hands,
Offend against my God.
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C. M. Watts.
An Evening Song.
1 LORD, thou wilt hear me when I pray ;
I am forever thine ;
I fear before thee all the day,
Nor would I dare to sin.
2 And while I rest my weary head,
From cares and business free,
'Tis sweet conversing on my bed
With my own heart and thee.
3 I pay this evening sacrifice ;
And when my work is done,
Great God ! my faith and hope relies
Upon thy grace alone.
4 Thus, with my thoughts composed to peace,
I'll give mine eyes to sleep :
Thy hand in safety keeps my days.
And will my slumbers keep.
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SOCIAL AND FAMILY WORSHIP.
L. M. ' Watts.
Love of Christ in the Heart.
COIME, 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 expressed.
Come, fill our hearts with inward strength ;
ISIake our enlarged souls possess,
And learn the hight, and breadth, and length
Of thine uiinieasurable grace.
Now to the God whose poAver can do
More than our thoughts or wishes know.
Be everlasting honors done
By all the church, through Christ his Son.
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L. M. Kelly,
Pleasures of Social Worship.
1 HOW sweet to leave the world awhile
And seek the presence of our Lord !
Dear Saviour, on thy people smile,
According to thy faithful word.
2 From busy scenes we now retreat,
That we may here converse with thee*
Lord, behold us at thy feet ;
Let this the gate of heaven be.
3 "Chief of ten thousands," now appear,
That we. by faith, may view thy face :
Oh speak, that we thy voice may hear, ^
And let thy presence fUl the place 1
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SOCIAL AND FAMILY WORSHIJ.
oKo 0. M. H. K. Whit«.
OOO. y ij.ening Worship.
1 LORD, another day is flowii,
Aud we, a little baud,
Are met ouce more before thy throne,
To bless thy fostering hand.
2 And wilt thoii bend a listening ear,
To praises low as ours?
Thou wilt, for thou dost deign to hear
The song that meekness poui-s.
3 And, Jesus, thou thy smiles wilt deigu
As we before thee pray ;
For thou didst bless the infant train,
And are Ave less than they 1
4 Oh, let thy grace perform its part ;
Let sin's dominion cease;
And shed abroad in every heart,
Thine everlasting peace.
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S. M. Anom.
Boening.
1 THE day is past and gone,
The evening shades appear ;
Oh, may we all remember well.
The night of death draws near.
2 We lay our garments by,
Upon our beds to rest,
So death wnll soon disrobe us all
Of what w^K now possess.
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3 Lord, keep us safe tliis night,
Secure from all our fears ;
May angels guard us while we sleep
Till morning light appears.
4 And when we early rise,
To view the unwearied sim,
May we set out to win the prize, t>
And after glory run.
5 And when our days are past.
And we from time remove.
Oh, may we in thy bosom rest.
The bosom of thy love.
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L. M.
The Lord's Frayer.
1 FATHER, adored in worlds above,
Thy glorious name be hallowed still :
Thy kingdom come with power and love,
And earth like heaven obey thy will.
2 Lord, make our daily wants thy care :
Forgive the sins which we forsake :
And let us in thy kindness share.
As fellow-men of oui's partake.
3 Evils beset us every houi' !
Thy kind protection we implore;
Tliine is the kingdom, thine the power.
Be thine the glorv evermore.
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7's. Hammond.
Blessing humbly requested.
1 Lr>ilD. we come before thee now,
At thy feet we humbly bow ;
Oh, do not our suit disdain !
Shall we seek thee, Lord, in vain?
2 Lord, on thee our souls depend ;
In compassion, now descend ;
Fill our hearts with thy rich grace,
Tune our lips to sing thy praise.
3 In thine own appointed way
Now we seek thee, here we stay ;
Lord, we know not how to go
Till a blessing thou bestow.
4 Send some message from thy word
That may joy and peace afford ;
Let thy Spirit now impart
Full salvation to each heart.
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C. M. Wattb.
Access to God by a Mediator.
1 COME, let us lift our joyful eyes
Up to the courts above.
And smile to see our Father there,
Upon a throne of love.
2 Come, let us bow before his feet,
And venture near the Lord ;
No fiery cherub guards his seat.
Nor double-flaming sword.
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3 Tlie peaceful gates of heavenly bliss
Are opened by the Son ;
High let us raise our notes of praise.
And reach the almighty throne.
4 To thee ten thousand thanks we bring.
Great Advocate on high,
And glory to the eternal King,
Who lays his anger by.
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Safety.
\ HOW can I sink with such a prop
As my eternal God,
Who bears the earth s huge pillars up,
And spreads the heavens abroad?
2 How can I die while Jesus lives,
Who rose and left the dead?
Pardon and grace my soul receivea
From my exalted Head.
3 All that I am, and all I have.
Shall be forerer thine ;
Whate'er my duty bids me give,
My cheerful hands resign.
4 Yet if I might make some reserve.
And duty did not call,
I love my God with zeal so great.
That I should give him aU.
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S. M. Watts.
Tersonal Ingratitude.
1 IS this the kind return,
Are these the thanks we owe?
Thus to abuse eternal love,
Whence all our blessings flow?
2 To what a stubborn frame,
Has sin reduced our mind !
What strange rebellious wretches we,
And God as strangely kind !
3 Turn, turn us mighty God,
And mould our souls afresh;
Break, sovereign grace, these hearts of stone,
And give us hearts of flesh.
4 Let past ingratitude
Provoke our weeping eyes ;
And hourly, as new mercies fall,
Let hourly thanks arise.
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C. M. Watts.
Acknowledgment of God's Goodness,
1 WHAT shall T render to my God
For all his kindness shown?
My feet shall visit thine abode,
My songs address thy throne.
2 Among the saints who fill thy house,
My offering shall be paid ;
There shall my zeal perform the vows
My soul, in anguish, made.
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3 How much is mercy thy delight.
Thou ever-blessed God !
How dear thy servants in thy sight !
How precious is their blood !
4 How happy all thy servants are 1
How great thy grace to me !
My life, which thou hast made thy care,
Lord, I devote to thee.
5 Now I am thine, — forever thine, —
Nor shall my purpose move ;
Thy hand hatli loosed my bonds of pain,
And bound me with thy love.
6 Here, in thy courts, I leave my vow,
And thy rich grace record;
Witness, ye saiuts, who hear me now,
If I forsake the Lord.
Of*n S. M. Sac. Lyrici.
*^"^* Morning Prayer-meeting .
1 HOW sweet the melting lay.
Which breaks upon the ear.
When at the hour of rising day.
Believers join in prayer.
2 The breezes waft their cries
Up to Jehovah's throne ;
He listens to their humble sighs.
And sends his blessings down,
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S So Jesus rose to pray
Before the moraing light, —
Once on the chilling mount did stay,
And wrestle all the night.
4 Glory to God on high.
Who sends his blessings down
To rescue souls condemned to die,
And make his people one.
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C. IVI. Rippon's Coi«
God seeth in Retirement.
1 FATHER divine, thy piercing eye,
Sees through the darkest night ;
In deep retirement thou art nigh,
With heart- discerning sight.
2 May that observing eye survey
My faithful homage paid,
. With every morning's dawning ray.
And every evening's shade.
3 Oh, let thy own celestial fire
The incense still inflame,
While fervent vows to thee aspire,
Through my Redeemer's name.
4 So shall the visits of thy love
My soul in secret bless ;
So wilt thou deign, in worlds above,
Thy suppliant to confess.
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C. M. MlSON.
Evening Worship.
1 NOW, from the altar of our hearts
Let. grateful iucense rise ;
Assist us, Lord, to offer up
Our evening sacrifice.
2 Minutes and mercies multiplied.
Have made up all this day ;
Minutes came quick, but mercies were
More swift and free than they.
3 New time, new^ favor, and new joys,
Do a new song require ;
Till we shall praise thee as we would,
Accept our heart's desire.
4 Lord of our time ! whose hand hath set
New lime upon the score,
Thee may we praise for all our time,
When time shall be no more.
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C. M. Addisok.
God's Frotection to Mariners.
1 HOW are thy servants blessed, Lord 1
How sure is their defeuse !
Eternal Wisdom is their guide,
Their help, Omnipotence.
2 In foreign realms and lands remote.
Supported by thy care.
Through burning climes they pass unhurt.
And breathe in taiuted air.
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3 When by the dreadful tempest borne
High ou the broken wave,
They know thou art not slow to hear.
Nor impotent to save.
4 The storm is laid ; the winds retire.
Obedient to thy will ;
The sea, that roars at thy command,
At thy command is still.
5 In midst of danger, fear, and death,
Thy goodness we'll adore ;
We'll praise thee for thy mercies past,
And humbly hope for more.
6 Our life, while thou shalt life prolong.
Thy sacrifice shall be ;
And death, when death shall be our lot,
Shall join our souls to thee.
L. M. Kmw
Trusting God.
370.
1 GLORY to thee, my God, this night,
Tor all the blessings of the light:
Keep me, oh keep me. King of kings,
Beneath the shadow of thy wings.
2 Forgive me, Lord, for thy dear Son,
The ills which T this day have done;
That with the world, myself and thee,
I, ere I sleep, at peace may be.
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3 Teach me to live, that I may dread
The grave as little as my bed ;
Teach me to die, that so I may
"With joy behold the judgment day.
4 Be thou my Guardian while I sleep ;
Thy watchiul station near me keep ;
My heart with love celej;tial fill,
And guard me from the approach of ill.
5 Lord, let my heart forever share
The bliss of thy paternal care :
'Tis heaven on earth, 'tis heaven above,
To see thy face and sing thy love.
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L. M. Steexjs
Eoening.
1 GREAT God ! to thee ray evening song
With humble gratitude I raise :
Oh, let thy mercy tune my tongue.
And fill my heart with lively praise.
2 My days unclouded as they pass,
And every onward rolling hour,
Are monuments of wondrous grace,
And witness to thy love and power.
3 And yet this thoughtless, wretched heart,
Too oft regardless of thy love.
Ungrateful, can from thee depart.
And from the path of duty rove.
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4 Seal my forgiveness in the blood
Of Christ, my Lord ; his name alone
I plead for pardon, gracious God,
And kind acceptance at thy throne.
5 With hope in him mine eyelids close.
With sleep refresh my feeble frame ;
Safe in thy care may I repose,
And wake with praises to thy name.
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L. M. DODDRIDGB.
Secret Self- Examination.
1 RETURN, my roving heart, return,
And life's vain shadows chase no more ;
Seek out some solitude to mourn,
And thy forsaken God implore.
2 thou great God, whose piercing eye,
Distinctly marks each deep retreat,
In these sequestered hours draw nigh,
And let me here thy presence meet.
3 Through all the windings of my heart,
My search let heavenly wisdom guide.
And still its radiant beams impart,
TiU all be known and purified.
4 Then let the visits of thy love.
My inmost soul be made to share,
TUl every grace combine to prove.
That God has fixed his dwelling there;
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C. M. Ch. Psalmist.
'Parental Solicitude.
1 HOW can we see the children, Lord,
In love whom thou iiast given,
E«main regardless of thy word,
Without a hope of heaven?
2 How can we see them tread the path
That leads to endless death,
Thus adding to thy fearful wrath,
"With every moment's breath?
3 Lord, hear the parents' earnest cry.
And save our children dear :
Now send thy spirit from on high.
And fill them with thy fear.
4 Oh, make them love thy holy law.
And joyful walk therein ;
Their hearts to new obedience draw ;
Save them from every sin.
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C. M. Moore.
Light in Darkness.
1 THOU who driest the mourner's tear,
How dark this world would be,
If, when by sorrows wounded here.
We coul'd not fly to thee ! ^
2 The friends, who in our sunshine live,
When winter comes, are flown;
And he who has but tears to give,
Must weep those tears alone.
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3 Oh, who could bear life's stormy doom,
Did not thy wing of love
Ck)me, brightly wafting through the gloom
"With radiance from above.
4 Then, sorrow touched by thee grows bright,
With more than rapture's ray:
As darkness shows us worlds of light
We never saw by day.
oyp^ L. M. Stowexl.
OtO. The Mercy-Seat.
1 FROM every stormy wind that blows,
From every swelling tide of woes,
There is a calm, a sure retreat,
'Tis found beneath the Mercy-Seat.
2 There is a place where Jesus sheds
Tht oil of gladness on our heads,
A place than all beside more sweet —
It is the blood-bought Mercy-Seat.
.3 There is a scene where spirits blend,
Where friend holds fellowship with friend;
Though sundered far — by faith they meet
Around one common Mercy-Seat.
«■
4 Ah ! whither could we flee for aid
When tempted, desolate, dismayed —
Or how the host of hell defeat,
Had suffering saints no Mercy Seat.
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5 There ! there, on eagle wings we soar.
And sin and sense molest no more,
And heaven comes down our souls to greet.
And glory crowns the Mercy-Seat.
6 Oh, let my hand forget her skill.
My tongue be silent, cold and still,
This bounding heart forget to beat.
If I forget the Mercy -Seat.
q^p C. M. S. Dyer.
*^ • ^* Fenitence for Backsliding.
1 LORD, we come before thee now.
Thou who the suppliant hears,
To plead for thy restoring grace
"With penitential tears.
2 We know, up to thy mercy-seat.
In vain pride lifts its eyes.
And that thine ear is ever closed
To unrepentant cries.
3 But when returning wanderers come
To seek their Father God,
And bow, and plead with streaming eyes.
Thy hand withdraws the rod.
4 Behold, Lord, we do not look
With tearless eyes to heaven ;
0, cast us not in wrath away
Unheard and unforgiven I
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SOCIAL AND FAMILY WORSHIP.
8's, 7's & 4's. BURDEBi
Dismission,
1 LORD, dismiss us Avith thy blessing.
Fill our hearts with joy and peace :
Let us each, thy love possessing,
Triumph in redeeming grace.
Oh, refresh us !
Traveling through this wilderuess.
2 Thanks we give and adoration.
For the gospel's joyful sound,
May the fruits of thy salvation
In our hearts and lives abound ;
May thy presence
With us evermore be found.
3 So whene'er the signal's given
Us from earth to call away,
Borne on angel's wings to heaven
Glad the summons to obey ;
May we ready
Rise and reign in endless day.
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's, 7's & 4's. Anok.
Revival.
HAIL, ye days of solemn meeting !
Hail ye days of praise aud prayer!
Far from earthly scenes retreating;
In your blessings may we share ;
Sacred meetiug.
In your blessings we would share.
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2 When the fervent prayer is glowing,
Holy Spirit hear that prayer ;
"When the choral soug is flowing,
Let that soug thine impress bear ;
Holy Spirit !
Let that song thine impress bear.
3 Christians ! while these days are spending,
From the world consent to part ;
See the Saviour o'er thee bendiugi
"Wilt thou grieve him from thy heart?
Slumbering Christian,
WUt thou grieve him from thy heart?
4 Sinner ! see thy hours are fleeting.
Soon these scenes will pass away ;
Hear the God of love entreating.
Sinner, yield thy heart to-day ;
Yield to Jesus,
Sinner, yield thy heart to-day.
,T-yr\ C. M. Sac. PormY.
iD* • «/• Prayer for Sincerity in Wcrrship.
1 LORD, when we bow before thy throne.
And our confessions pour,
Oh, may we feel the sins we own,
And hate what we deplore.
< Our contrite spirits pitying see;
True penitence impart:
And let a healing ray from thee
Beam hope on everv heart.
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3 When our responsive tongues essay
Their grateful songs to raise,
Grant that our souls may join the lay.
And rise to thee in praise.
4 "When we disclose our wants in prayer.
Oh, let our wills resign ;
And not a thought our bosom share,
Which is not wholly thine.
5 Let faith each meek petition fill,
And waft it to the skies ;
And teach our hearts, 'tis goodness still
That grants it or denies.
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Dismission.
1 ONCE more before we part,
Well bless the Saviour's name ;
Record his mercies, every heart,
Sing, every tongue, his fame.
2 Hoard np his sacred word,
And feed thereon, and grow;
Go on to seek and know the Lord,
And practice what you know.
3 And if we meet no more
On Zion's earthly ground.
Oh, may we reach that blissful shore
Where all thy saints are bound.
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ll's & 9's. Anow.
Fraise to our Saviour.
1 HITHER, ye faithful, haste with songs of triumph,
To Bethlehem haste, the Prince of life to meet;
To you, this day, is born a Prince and Saviour:
Oh, come, let us worship at his feet.
2 Jesus, our Saviour, for such condescension,
Our praise and our re\-t;rence are an offering meet;
Now is the Word made flesh, and dwells among ua:
Oh, come, let us worship at his feet.
S Shout his almighty name, ye choirs of angels.
And let the celestial courts his praise repeat;
Give to our Saviour glory in the highest :
Oh, come, let us worship at his feet.
OQfy ll's- Anon.
OOw. Bower of Tray er.
1 TO go from my home, and with kindred to part,
To break up my friendships, affects not my heart.
Like leaving that blissful and holy place where
Jehovah has heard and has answered my prayer —
And has answered my prayer.
2 And often the Saviour has come to my bower.
In all the rich fullness of love and of power, •
And raptured my spirit ineffably there,
Inditing in heaven's own language my prayer —
Own language my prayer.
8 The early sweet notes of the loved nightingale
My hours of devotion would faithfully tell —
Would call me to duty, while birds in the air
Sang anthems of praises as I went to prayer —
As I went to prayer.
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4 How sweet were the zephyrs perfumed by the pine.
The ivy, the balsam, the wild eglantine,
But sweeter, oh, sweeter the pleasures which thert
I often have tasted while offering my prayer —
While offering my prayer.
6 But soon I must bid my loved bower adieu,
And leave for a region that's distant and new;
Yet oh, blessed thought ! I've a friend everywhere,
Who will, in all places, give ear to my prayer —
Give ear to my prayer.
6 Through life's troubled scenes I will fearlessly go.
Move onward with triumph o'er every foe :
I'll never, no, never indulge in despair.
Tor Jesus will grant the requests of my prayer —
The requests of my prayer.
7 His love and his power he will daily impart
To strengthen my mind and to gladden my heart:
And when on my deathbed, he'll be with me there-
And take me to heaven in answer to prayer —
In answer to prayer.
8 And high in the mansions of glory and joy,
My soul shall be blessed with delightful employ —
Be freed from all sorrow, and anguish, and care,
And bask in his smile who has answered my prayer —
Who has answered my prayer,
qoq ii's. Anoh.
* The Lord will provide.
1 THOUGH troubles assail, and thick dangers affright,
Though friends should all fail, and our foes all unite;
Yet one thing secures us, whatever betide,
The Scripture assures us. The Lord will provide.
1 The birds without barn or full store-house are fed;
From them let us learn to trust God for our bread ;
His saints what is fitting shall ne'er be denied,
So long as "is written, T/ie Lord will provide.
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8 We may, like the ships, by the tempests be tost
On perilous deeps, but we cannot be lost :
Though Satan enrages the wind and the tide,
The promise engages, Tke Lord will provide.
4 His call we obey, like Abraham of old,
Not knowing the way, but our faith makes us bold;
For though we are strangers, we have a good guide.
And trust, in all dangers, The Lord will provvde,
6 No strength of our own, or of goodness, we claim ;
But since we have known the dear Saviour's great
name.
In this, our strong tower, for safety we hide —
The Lord is our refuge — The Lord will provide.
6 When life sinks apace, and our death is In view,
His grace the dark valley shall lead us safe through;
Not fearing or doubting, with Christ on our side,
We hope to die shouting, The Lord will provide.
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Evening Thanksgiving .
NOW from labor and from care
Evening shades have set me free ;
In the work of praise and prayer.
Lord, I would converse with thee :
Oh, behold me from above.
Fill me with a Saviour's love.
2 Sin and sorrow, guilt and woe.
Wither all my earthly joys ;
Nought can charm me here below
Btft my Saviour's melting voice ;
Lord, forgive ; thy grace restore ;
Make me thine forever more.
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3 For the blessings of this day,
For the mercies of this houi',
For the gospel's cheering ray,
For the Spirit's quickening power,
Grateful notes to thee I raise ;
Oh, accept my song of praise.
THE LORD'S SUPPER.
QQK C. M. Watts
i)00* ChrisPs Voluntary Sacrifice.
1 HOW condescending and how kind
Was God's eternal Son !
Our misery reached his heavenly mind.
And pity brought him down.
2 He sunk beneath our heavy woes,
To raise us to his throne ;
There's ne'er a gift his hand bestows
But cost his heart a groan.
3 This was compassion like a God —
That when the Saviour knew
The price of pardon was his blood,
His pity ne'er withdrew.
4 Now, though he reigns exalted high,
His love is still as great ;
Well he remembers Calvary,
Nor lets his saints forget.
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7'S. CONDEK,
The Body and Blood of Christ.
1 BREAD of heaven, on thee we feed,
Tor thy flesh is meat indeed ;
Ever let our souls be fed
"With this true and living bread.
2 Vine of heaven, thy blood supplies
This blest cup of sacrifice ;
Lord, thy wounds our healing give ;
To thy cross we look and live.
3 Day by day with strength supplied,
Through the life of him who died,
Lord of life, oh, let us be
Rooted, grafted, built on thee.
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Remembering Christ.
1 REMEMBER thee, redeeming Lord 1
While Memory holds her place,
Can we forget the Prince of life.
Who saves us by his grace?
2 The Lord of life, with glory crowned.
On heaven's exalted throne.
Remembers those for whom, on earth.
He heaved his dying groan.
3 His glory now no tongue of man
Or seraph bright can tell :
let 'tis the chief of all his joys
That souls are saved from hell.
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4 For this he came and dwelt on eartli ;
For this his life was given ;
For this he fought aod vanquished death;
For this he pleads in heaven.
5 Join, all ye saints beneath the sky,
Your grateful praise to give ;
Sing loud hosanuas to the Lord,
Who died that you might live.
qno ^- M. Watts.
"^^* Consecration in view of the Cross.
1 WHEN I survey the wondrous cross.
On which the Prince of glory died,
My richest gain I count but loss,
And pour contempt on all my pride.
2 Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast,
Save in the death of Christ, my God ;
All the vain things that charm me most,
I sacrifice them to his blood.
3 See, from his head, his hands, his feet,
Sorrow and love flow miugled down:
Did e'er such love and sorrow meet,
Or thorns compose so rich a crown?
4 Were all the realm of uature mine.
That were a present far too small ;
Love so amazing, so divine,
Demands my soul, my life, my all.
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C. :.r. Dr. J. Stennctt.
Wonders of Grace.
1 LORD, at thy table I behold
The wonders of thy grace;
But most of all. admire, that I
Should fiud a welcome place.
2 I, that am all defiled with sin,
A rebel to my God ;
I, that have crucified his Son,
And trampled on his blood.
3 What strange, surprising grace is this.
That such a soul has room !
My Saviour takes me by the hand.
My Jesus bids me come.
4 "Eat. my friends," the Saviour cried,
" The feast was made for you ;
For you I groaned, and bled, and died.
And rose and triumphed too."
5 With trembling faith, and oleeding hearti
Lord, we accept thy love ;
*Tis a rich banquet we have had.
What will it be above?
6 Ye saints below, and hosts of heaven.
Join all yonr praising powers ;
No theme is like redeeming love ;
No Saviour is like ours.
7 Had I ten thousand hearts, dear Lord,
I'd give them all to thee ;
Had I ten thousand tongues, they all
Should join the harmony.
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OiJ\J* In Memory of Christ.
1 WHILE now we taste these emblems, Lord
May all thy goodness see,
And let us truly keep this feast,
In memory of thee,
2 Oh, from our hearts cast out each thought
That is not wholly thine,
That we may here enjoy one hour
In pleasures all divine.
3 Thus we show forth thy death, Lord,
As thou command hast given.
Until the hour when thou wilt come,
And call thy saints to heaven.
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C. M. COWPER.
Welcome to the Taile.
1 THIS is the feast of heavenly wine,
And God invites to sup ;
The juices of the living vine
Were pressed to fill the cup.
2 Oh, bless the Saviour, ye who eat.
With royal dainties fed ;
Not heaven affords a costlier treat,
. For Jesus is the Bread.
3 The vile, the lost, he calls to them ;
" Ye trembling souls appear !
The righteous in their own esteem
Have no acceptance here ; —
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4 " Approach, ye poor, nor dare refuse
The banquet spread for you :"
Dear Saviour, this is welcome news.
That I may venture too.
5 If guilt and sin afford a plea.
And may obtain a place.
Surely the Lord will welcome me.
And I shall see his face.
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The Body and Blood of Christ.
1 HERE, at thy table, Lord, w© meet.
To feed on food divine :
Thy body is the bread we eat,
Thy precious blood the wine.
2 Here peace and pardon sweetly flow:
Oh, what delightful food !
We eat the bread, and drink the win«»,
But think on nobler good.
3 Deep was the suffering he endured
Upon the accursed tree ;
"For me,'"' each welcome guest may say,
" 'Twas all endured for me."
4 Sure there was never love so free —
Dear Saviour, so divine :
Well thou mayst claim that heart of me.
Which owes so much to thine.
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C. M. B. W. NOKL.
Remembering Christ.
1 IF human kindness meets return.
And owns the grateful tie ; —
If tender thoughts within us burn
To feel a friend is nigh ; —
2 Oh, shall not warmer accents tell
The gratitude we owe
To Him who died our fears to quell,
And save from endless woe?
3 While yet his anguished soul surveyed
Those pangs he would not flee,
What love his latest words displayed ! —
" Meet and remember me."
4 Vemember thee ! thy death, thy shame.
The griefs which thou didst bear !
memory, leave no other name
But his recorded there.
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The Lord's Supjter instituted.
1 'TWAS on that dark, that doleful night.
When powers of earth and hell arose
Agaiust the Son of God's delight,
And friends betrayed him to his foes,-—
2 Before the mournful scene began.
He took the bread, and blest, and brake;,
What love through all his actions ran 1
What wondrous words of grace he spake I
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3 " This is my body broke for sin ;
Receive and eat the living food ;"
Then took the cup, and blessed the wine;
" 'Tis the new covenant in my blood."
4 "Do this," he cried, "till time shall end.
In memory of your dying Friend ;
Meet at my table, and record
The love of your departed Lord."
5 Jesus, thy feast we celebrate ;
We show thy death, we sing thy name,
Till thou return, and we shall eat
The marriage supper of the Lamb.
«,Qp/ C. M. Anow
*}\jD» The Heavenly Feast.
1 HOW sweet and awful is the place
With Christ within the doors,
While everlasting love displays
The choicest of her stoi-ee !
2 While all our hearts, in this our song,
Join to admire the feast.
Each of us cries with thankful tongue,
"Lord, why was I a guest? —
3 " Why was I made to hear thy voice,
And enter while there's room ;
When thousands make a wretched choice.
And rather stai-ve than come?'
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4 'Twas the same love that spread the feast,
That sweetly forced us in :
Else we had still refused to taste,
And perished in our sin.
5 Pity the nations, our God,
Constrain the earth to come ;
Send thy victorious word abroad,
And bring the strangers home.
6 We long to see thy churches full,
That all the chosen race
May, with one voice, one heart, and soul,
Sing thy redeeming grace.
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C. M. Doddridge.
Boom at the Gospel Feast.
1 THE King of Heaven his table spreads,
And dainties crown the board ;
Not Paradise, with all its joys.
Could such delight afford.
2 Pardon and peace to dying men,
And endless life are given.
Through the rich blood that Jesus shed,
To raise the soul to heaven.
3 Ye hungry poor, that long have strayed
In sin's dark mazes, come ;
Come from your most obscure retreats,
And grace shall find you room.
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4 Millions of souls in glory now,
Were fed and feasted here ;
And millions more, still on the way,
Around the board appear.
5 Yet is his house and heart so large.
That millions more may come ;
Nor could the whole assembled world
E'er fill the spacious room.
6 All things are ready, come away,
Nor weak excuses frame ;
Crowd to your places at the feast.
And bless the Founder's name.
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U's. E. Y. Rkesk.
B.ememhering Christ.
1 "DO this," and remember the blood thai was
shed,
Ere Calvary's Victim to slaughter was led,
When, sad and forsaken, the garden alone
Ckive ear to his sorrow, and echoed his moan.
2 Remember the conflict with insult and scorn,
The robe of derision, the chaplet of thorn.
The sin-cleansing fountain that streamed from
his side,
When, '•' Father, forgire them," he uttered, and
died.
S Remember that "Victor o'er death and the grave :
He liveth forever, his people to save:
Oh, take with thanksgiving this pledge of his
love, —
The foretaste of rapture eternal abore.
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MISSIONS.
MISSIONS.
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8's, 7's & 4's. Mrs. Williams.
Basiring the Spread of the Gospel,
1 O'ER the gloomy hills of darkness.
Look my soul, be still and gaze;
See the promises advancing
To a glorious day of grace :
Blessed jubilee,
Let thy glorious morning dawn.
2 Let the dark, benighted pagan,
Let the rude barbarian, see
That divine and glorious conquest
Once obtained on Calvary :
Let the gospel
Loud resound, from pole to pole.
3 Kingdoms wide, that sit in darkness,
Grant them, Lord, the glorious light j
Now, from eastern coast to western.
May the morning chase the night;
Let redemption.
Freely purchased, win the day.
4 My abroad, thou mighty gospel :
Win and conquer — never cease;
May thy lasting, wide dominions
Multiply and still increase ;
Sway thy scepter,
Saviour, all the world around.
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C. M. Ancmi
Universal Praise.
1 WHEN shall the voice of singing
Flow joyfully along !
And hill and valley, ringing
With one triumphant song,
Proclaim the contest ended,
And him who once was slain,
Again to earth descended,
In righteousness to reign?
2 Then from the craggy mountains
The sacred shout shall fly ;
And shady vales and fountains
Shall echo the reply.
High tower and lowly dwelling
Shall send the chorus round,
The hallelujah swelling
In one eternal sound !
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7's. BOWWNQ
Report of the Watchman.
1 WATCHMAN ! teU ns of the night,
What its signs of promise are,
Traveler ! o'er yon mountain's hight,
See that glory-beaming star.
2 Watchman ! does its beauteous raj
Aught of hope or joy foretell
Traveler ! yes ; it brings the day.
Promised day of Israel.
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3 Watcliman ! tell us of the night ;
Higher yet the star ascends.
Traveler ! blessedness and light,
Peace and truth, its course portendg.
4 "Watchman ! will its beams alone
Gild the spot that gave them birth?
Traveler ! ages are its own ;
See, it bursts o'er all the earth.
5 Watchman ! tell us of the night,
For the morning seems to dawn.
Traveler ! darkness takes its flight ;
Doubt and terror are withdrawn.
6 Watchman ! let thy wandering cease ;
Hie thee to thy quiet home.
Traveler ! lo ! the Prince of peace,
Lo ! the Son of God is come.
^ . 8's, 7's & 4's. Kelly.
4:01 • Zion encouraged.
1 ON the mountain's top appearing,
Lo ! the sacred herald stands.
Welcome news to Zion bearing —
Zion, long in hostile lands :
Mourning captive,
God himself will loose thy bands.
2 Has thy night been long and mournful?
Have thy friends unfaithful proved?
Have thy foes been proud and scornful,
By thy sighs and tears unmoved?
Cease thy mourning ;
Zion still is well beloved.
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3 God, thy God, will now restore thee;
He himself appeai-s thy friend ;
All thy foes shall flee before thee ;
Here their boasts and triumphs end
Great deliverance
Zion's King will sui-ely send.
4 Peace and joy shall now attend thee ;
AJl thy warfare now be past ;
God thy Saviour wiU defend thee ;
Victory is thine at last:
All thy conflicts
End in everlastino; rest.
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S. M, WA7TB.
Zion's Heralds.
1 HOW beauteous are their feet,
Who stand on Zion's hill ;
Who bring salvation on their tongues,
And words of grace reveal.
2 How charming is their voice !
How sweet their tidings are !
" Zion, behold thy Saviour King,
He reigns and triumphs here."
3 How happy are our ears
That hear the joyful sound,
Which kings and prophets waited for,
And sought, but never found !
4 How blessed are our eyes
That see the heavenly light !
Prophets and priests desired it long.
But died without the sight.
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5 The watclimen, join their voice,
And tuneful notes employ ;
Jerusalem, break forth in songs ;
Ye deserts, learn the joy
6 Lord, make bare thy arm
Through all the earth abroad !
Let every nation now behold
Their Saviour and their God.
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L. M. WATTa
The Great Commission.
1 " GO preach my gospel," saith the Lord;
" Bid the whole earth my grace receive
He shall be saved that trusts my word,
And he condemned who'll not believe.
2 " I'll make your great commission known ;
And ye shall prove my gospel true,
By all the works that I have done.
By all the wonders ye shall do.
3 " Teach all the nations my commands ;
I'm with you till the world shall end;
All power is trusted in my hands ;
I can destroy, and I defend."
4 He spake, and light shone round his head
On a bright cloud to heaven he rode:
They to the farthest nations spread
The grace of their ascended God.
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MISSIONS.
./v . C. M. Wattb.
IvF'T* Salvation.
1 SALVATION! oh, the joyful sound!
'Tis pleasure to our ears ;
A sovereign balm for every wound,
A cordial for our fears.
2 Buried in sorrow and in sin,
At hell's dark door we lay j
But we arise, by grace divine.
To see a heavenly day.
3 Salvation ! let the echo fly
The spacious earth around,
"While ail the armies of the sky
Conspire to raise the sound.
4 Oh, happy period ! glorious day !
When heaven and earth shall raise,
"With all their powers, the raptured lay
To celebrate thy praise !
.^-^ 7s & 6's. Hebes*
*i\JD* Condition of the Heathen.
1 FROM Greenland's icy mountains,
From India's coral strand, —
"Where Afric's sunny fountains
EoU down their golden sand, —
From many an ancient river,
From many a palmy plain, —
They call us to deliver
Their land from error's chain.
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2 Wliat ttongli the spicy breezes
Blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle,
Though every prospect pleases,
And only man is vile ;
In vain, with lavish kindness.
The gifts of God are strown ;
The heathen in his blindness,
Bows down to wood and stone.
3 Shall we, whose souls are lighted
By wisdom from on high.
Shall we to man benighted
The lamp of life deny?
Salvation ! oh, salvation !
The joyful sound proclaim,
Till earth's remotest nation
Has learned Messiah's name.
4 Waft, waft, ye winds, his story,
And you, ye waters, roll.
Till like a sea of glory.
It spreads from pole to pole ,
Till o'er our ransomed nature
The Lamb, for sinners slain.
Redeemer, King, Creator,
In bliss returns to reign.
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L. M. Watts.
• Christ's Kingdom among the Gentiles.
1 JESUS shall reign where'er the sun
Does his successive journeys run ;
His kingdom stretch from shore to shore
Till moons shall wax and wane no more.
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2 For Mm shall endless prayer be made,
And endless praises crown his head ;
His name, like sweet perfume, shall rise
With every morning sacriiice.
3 People and realms of every tongue
Dwell on his love with sweetest song ;
And infant voices shall proclaim
Their early blessings on his name.
4 Blessings abound where'er he reigns ;
The joyful prisoner bursts his chains ;
The weary find eternal rest,
And all the sons of want are blest.
5 Let every creature rise and bring
Peculiar honors to our King ;
Angels descend with songs again,
And earth repeat the loud Amen.
. ^„ 12's, ll's & 8's. S. P. Smith.
t:1/ 4 • Prince of Salvation.
1 THE Prince of salvation in triumph is riding.
And glory attends him along his bright -way,
The news of his grace on the breezes are gliding.
And nations are owning his sway.
2 And now through the darkest of earth's gloomy
regions.
The wheels of his chariot are rolling sublime,
His banners unfolding his own true religion,
Dispelling the errors of time.
3 Behold a bright angel from heaven descending,
High lifting his trumpet hosannas to raise :
" Hail Son of the Highest," let every knee bendirg.
Adore thee with offerings of praise.
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i Thy sword and thy buckler, shall save and delirer
The poor ami the needy from foes that assail;
Thy bow and thy quiver shall vanquish forever
The prince and the legions of hell.
5 Ride on in thy greatness, thou conquering Saviour,
Let thousands of thousands submit to thy reign,
Acknowledge thy goodness, entreat for thy favor.
And follow thy glorious train.
6 Then loud shall ascend, from each sanctified nation,
Tho voice of thanksgiving, the chorus of praise;
And heaven shall reecho the song of salvation,
In rich and melodious layu.
i AQ 8's> 7's & 6's. S. F. Sm[th.
^"^* Ifissionanes^ FareioelL
1 YES, my native land, I love thee;
All thy scenes, I love them well ;
Friends, connections, happy country !
Can I bid you all farewell ?
Can I leave you,
Far in heathen lands to dwell?
2 Yes, I hasten from you gladly,
From the scenes I loved so well,
Far away, ye billows, bear me;
Lovely native land, farewell !
Pleased I leave thee,
Far in heathen lands to dwell.
3 In the desert let me labor,
On the mountains let me tell
How he died — the blessed Saviour—
To redeem a world from hell !
Let me hasten
Far in heathen lands to dwell.
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4 Bear me on, thou restless ocean ,
Let the winds my canvas swell —
Heaves my heart with warm emotion,
While i go far hence to dwell.
Glad 1 bid thee,
Native land — Fareivell — Farewell.
4:Uy» Success of the Gospel.
1 THE morning light is breaking ;
The darkness disappears ;
The sons of earth are waking
To penitential tears.
Each breeze that sweeps the ocean
Brings tidings from afar
Of nations in commotion,
Prepared for Ziou's war.
2 liich dews of grace come o'er us,
In many a gentle shower,
And brighter scenes before us
Are opening evei-y hour :
Each cry to heaven going,
Abundant answercs brings.
And heavenly gales are bloAving,
With peace upon their wings.
3 See heathen nations bending
Before the God we love.
And thousand hearts ascending
Jn gratitude above ;
While sinners, now confessing,
The gospel call obey,
And seek the Saviour's blessing — •
■ A nation in a dav.
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Blest river of salvation,
Pursue thy onward way ;
Plow thou to every nation,
Nor in thy richness stay :
Stay not till all the lowly
Triumphant reach their home ;
Stay not till all the holy
Proclaim, " The Lord is come.'
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P. M. Akon.
3Iilletmial Glory.
1 REJOICE, rejoice, the promised time is coming.
Rejoice, rejoice, the wilderness shall bloom,
And Zion's children then shall sing,
The deserts all are blossoming.
Rejoice, rejoice, the promised time is coming,
Rejoice, rejoice, the wilderness shall bloom;
The gospel banner, wide unfurled,
Shall wave in triumph o'er the world ;
And every creature, bond or free.
Shall hail the glorious jubilee :
Rejoice, rejoice, the promised time is coming,
Rejoice, rejoice, the wilderness shall bloom.
2 Rejoice, rejoice, the promised time is coming,
Rejoice, rejoice, .Jerusalem shall sing;
From Zion shall the law go forth.
And all shall hear from south to north.
Rejoice, rejoice, the promised time is coming,
Rejoice, rejoice, Jerusalem shall sing;
And truth shall sit o-n every hill,
And blessings flow in every rill,
And praise shall eveiy heart employ
And every voice shall shout for joy :
Rejoice, rejoice, the promised time is coming.
Rejoice, rejoice, Jerusalem shall sing.
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TIME AND ETERNITY.
.^^ 7's&6's. S.E.Smith
^Al* jj{-^e 'passing atoay.
1 AS flows the rapid river,
With channel broad and free,
Its waters rippling ever,
And hasting to the sea,
So life is onward flowing.
And days of offered peace.
And man is swiftly going
Where calls of mercy cease
2 As moons are ever waning,
As hastes the snn away.
As stormy winds, complaining,
Bring on the wintry day,
So fast the night comes o'er us —
The darkness of the grave ;
And death is just before us ;
Grod takes the life he gave.
3 Say, hath thy heart its treasure
Laid lip in worlds above?
And is it all thy pleasure
Thy God to praise and love?
Beware, lest death's dark river
Its billows o'er thee roll.
And thou lament forever
The ruin of thv soul.
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TIME AND ETERNIl'Y.
C. M. J. Q. Adami.
Swiftness of Time.
1 HOW swift, alas ! the moments fly !
How rush the years along !
Scarce here, yet gone already by —
The burden of a song.
2 See childhood, youth, and manhood pass.
And age, with furrowed brow ;
Time was — time shall be — but, alas !
Where, where in time is now ?
3 Time is the measure but of change ;
No present hour is found ;
The past, the future, fill the range
Of time's unceasing round.
4 Where, then, is now ? In realms above,
With God's atoning Lamb,
In regions of eternal love.
Where sits enthroned I AM.
5 Then, pilgrim, let thy joys and fears
On time no longer lean ;
But henceforth all thy hopes and fears
From earth's affections wean.
6 To God let grateful accents rise ;
With truth, with virtue, live ;
So all the bliss that time denies,
Eternity shall give.
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TIMK AND ETERNITY.
L. M. Stkeub.
Eternity near,
1 ETERNITY is just at hand ;
And shall I waste my ebbing sand,
And careless view departing day,
And throw my inch of time away ?
2 Eternity, tremendous sound !
To guilty souls a dreadful wound ;
But oh ! if Christ and heaven be mine,
How sweet the accents ! how divine !
3 Be this my chief, my only care,
My high pursuit, my ardent prayer,
An interest in the Saviour's blood.
My pardon sealed, and peace with God.
■4 But should my brightest hopes be vain.
The rising doubt, how sharp its pain !
My fears. gracious God. remove ;
Confirm my title to thy love.
5 Search. Lord, oh search my inmost heart.
And light, and hope and joy impart;
From guilt and error set me free.
And guide me safe to heaveii and thee.
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L. M. Doddridge.
The Flight of Time.
1 GOD of eternity, from thee
Did infant Time his being draw ;
Moments, and day^, and months, and years,
Revolve bv thine unvaried law.
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2 Silent and slow they glide away ;
Steady and strong the current flows,
Lost in eternity's wide sea —
The boundless gulf from whence it rose.
3 With it the thoughtless sons of men
Upon the rapid streams are borne
Swift on to their eternal home,
"Whence not one soul can e'er return.
4 Yet, while the shore, on either side,
Presents a gaudy, flattering show,
We gaze, in fond amazement lost,
Nor think to what a world we go.
5 Great Source of wisdom, teach my heart
To know the price of every hour,
That time may bear me on to joys
Beyond its measure and its power.
. ^ j^ CM. Anon.
4:10 • Reflections at the End of the Tear.
1 AND now, my soul, another year
Of thy short life is past ;
I cannot long continue here,
And this may be my last.
U Much of my hasty life is gone,
Nor will return again ;
And swift my passing moments run —
The few that yet remain.
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3 Awake, my soul ; with utmost care
Thy true condition learn :
What are thy hopes ? how sure ? how fair ?
"What is thy great concern ?
4 Behold, another year begins ;
Set out afresh for heaven ;
Seek pardon for thy former sins.
In Christ so freely given.
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7's & 6's. J. Burton.
Life a Winter's Bay.
1 TIME is winging us away
To our eternal home ;
Life is but a winter's day —
A journey to the tomb :
2 Youth and vigor soon will flee.
Blooming beauty lose its charms ;
All that's mortal soon shall be
Enclosed in death's cold arms.
3 Time is winging us away
To our eternal home ;
Life is but a winter's day
A journey to the tomb ;
4 But the Christian shall enjoy
Health and beauty soon above.
Where no worldly griefs annoy,
Secure in Jesus' love.
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TIME AND ETERNITY.
7's. Newtom.
The New Year.
1 WHILE, with ceaseless course, the sun
Hasted through the former year,
Many souls their race have run,
Never more to meet us here ;
Pixed iu their eternal state,
They have done with all below;
We a little longer wait,
But how little, none can know.
2 As the winged arrow flies
Speedily tlie mark to find ;
As the lightning from the skies
Darts, and leaves no trace behind :
Swiftly thus our fleeting days
Bear us down life's rapid stream ;
Upward, Lord, our spirits raise;
All below is but a dream.
3 Thanks for mercies past receive,
Pardon of our sins renew ;
Teach us henceforth how to live.
With eternity in view.
Bless thy word to yonng and old,
Fill us with a Saviour's love ;
And when life's short tale is told.
May we dwell with thee above.
L. M. Steelk.
Frailty of Life.
1 ALMIGHTY Maker of my frame,
Teach me the measure of my days ;
Teacrh me to know how frail I am.
And spend the remnant to thy praise.
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TIME AND ETERNITY.
2 My days are shorter than a span ;
A little point my life appears ;
How frail, at best, is dying man !
How vain are all his hopes and fears !
3 Vain his ambition, noise, and show !
Vain are the cares which rack his mind \
He heaps up treasures mixed with woe.
And dies, and leaves them all behind.
4 Oh, be a nobler portion mine.
My God ! I bow before thy throne ;
Earth's fleeting treasures I resign.
And fix my hope on thee alone.
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5's & I2's. C. Wesley.
The Resolve.
1 COME, let us anew
Our journey pursue.
Roll round with the year.
And never stand still till the Master appear :
His adorable will
Let us gladly fulfil,
And our talents improve
By the patience of hope and the labor of love.
2 Our life is a dream ; /
Our time as a stream,
Glides swiftly away ;
And the f ugiti|fe moment refuses to stay ;
The arrow is flown,
The moment is gone,
The millennial year
Rushes on to our view, and eternity's near^
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3 Oh, that each in the day
Of his coming, may say,
" I have fought my way through,
I have finished the work thou didst give me to do!**
Oh, that each from his Lord
May receive the glad word,
" Well and faithfully done.
Enter into my joy, and sit down on my throne I "
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C. M. Watts.
A short Space, and a great Work,
1 HOW short and hasty is our life.
How vast our souls' affairs !
Yet senseless mortals vainly strive
To lavish out their years.
2 Our days run thoughtlessly along,
Without a moment's stay ;
Just like a story or a song.
We pass our lives away.
3 God from on high invites us home.
But we march heedless on,
And ever hastening to the tomb.
Stoop downward as we run.
4 Draw us, God, with sovereign grac%
And lift our thoughts on high.
That we may end this mortal race,
And see salvation nigh.
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TIME AND ETERNITY.
C. M. Watt*.
'Frailty of Life.
1 THEE we adore, Eternal Name,
And humbly own to thee
How feeble is our mortal frame,
What dying worms are we !
2 Our wasting lives grow shorter still.
As months and days increase ;
And every beating pulse we tell,
Leaves but the number less.
3 The year rolls round and steals away
The breath that first it gave ;
Whate'er we do, where'er we be,
We're traveling to the grave.
4 Awake, Lord, our drowsy sense
To walk this dangerous road ;
And if our souls are hurried hence,
May they be found with God.
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C. M. S. DrK«.
Vanity of Earth.
1 OUR life is like an idle dream.
Or fleeting as the day ;
A shining bubble on the stream.
As soon to pass away.
2 If life's so brief, why the" prepare
For all the joys it brings,*
Or give one thought of anxious care
To mere terrestrial things?
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3 No more to trifling toys of time
Let precious hours be given,
But live to God a life sublime,
Aud wear a crown iu heaven 1
A^o c. p; M.
^^O. The Convert's Choice.
[Sung by the j)wus daughter of a nobleman in EnglanA
at a party given to eradicate Iter religious feelings.']
1 NO room for mirth or trifling here ;
For worldly hope or worldly fear ;
If life so soon is gone ;
If now the Judge is at the door ;
And all mankind must stand before .
Th' inexorable throne.
2 No matter which my thoughts employ;
A moment's misery or joy !
But oh ! w^heu both shall end,
Where shall I find my destined place?
Shall I my evei-lasting days
With fiends or angels spend?
3 Nothing is worth a thought beneath,
But how I may escape the death
That never, n^ver dies !
How make my own election sure,
And when I fail on earth, secure
A mansion in the skies.
4 Jesus, vouchsafe a pitying ray.
Be thou my guide, be thou my way
To glorious happiness.
Oh ! wrli thy pardon on my heart ;
And whensoe'er I hence depart,
Let me depart iu peace.
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424.
DEATH AND THE RESURRECTION.
DEATH AND THE RESURRECTION.
S. M. Watts,
Hope and the Resurrection.
1 AND must this body die?
This mortal frame decay?
And must these active limbs of mine
Lie moldering in the clay?
2 God, my Redeemer, lives,
And often, from the skies,
Looks down, and watches all mv dust,
Till he shall bid it rise.
3 Arrayed in glorious grace
Shall these vile bodies shine,
And every shape, and every face.
Look heavenly and divine.
4 These lively hopes we owe
To Jesus' dying love ;
"We would adore his grace below,
And sing his power above.
5 Lord, accept the praise
Of these our humble songs,
Till strains of nobler sound we raise
"With our immortal tongues.
.g^^ L. M. "Watts,
xJiOm Death made easy.
1 WHY should we start and fear to die ?
What timorous worms we mortals are 1
Death is the gate of endless joy.
And vet we dread to enter there.
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2 The pains, the groans, and dying strife,
Fright our approaching souls away ;
Still we shrink back again to life ;
Fond of our prison and our clay.
3 Oh, if my Lord would come and meet !
My soul would stretch her wings in haste,
Fly fearless through death's iron gate,
Nor feel the terrors as she passed.
4 Jesus can make a dying bed
Feel soft as downy pillows are.
While on his breast I lean my head,
And breathe my life out sweetly there.
Mf\r* C. M. Watts
*ZU« Ifeditation on the Tomh.
1 HARK ! from the tombs a warning sound.
My ears, attend the cry —
" Ye living men, come view the ground
Where you must shortly lie.
2 " Princes, this clay must be your bed.
In spite of all your powers ;
The tall, the wise, the reverend head.
Must lie as low as ours."
3 Great God, is this our certain doom ?
And are we still secure? —
Still walking downward to the tomb,
And yet prepared no more?
4 Grant ns the power of quickening grace,
To fit our souls to fly ;
Then, when we drop this dying flesh,
We'll rise above the sky.
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if\m C. M. STiaxE.
XiS • • Time and Eternity.
1 LIFE is a span — a fleeting hour :
How soon the vapor flies !
Man is a tender, transient flower.
That e'en in blooming dies.
2 The once-loved form, now cold and dead.
Each mournful thought employs ;
Ajid Nature weeps her comforts fled,
And withered all her joys.
3 Hope looks beyond the bounds of time.
When what we now deplore
Shall rise in full, immortal prime,
And bloom to fade no more.
4 Cease, then, fond Nature, cease thy tears j
Thy Saviour dwells on high ;
There everlasting spring appears ;
There joys shall never die.
.^Q C. M. S. Dyes.
tZu« Christian at the Btver of Death.
1 WHEN at the margin of the stream,
"Where death's dark waters glide,
The Christian lingers not in fear,
But steps into the tide.
2 The billov^s rise and round him dash,—
One moment fiercely driven.
And then he mounts triumphantly
On seraph winss to heaven.
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i^Q C. M. Watt&
4:Zt/« Death and Eternity.
1 STOOP down, my thoughts that used to rise.
Converse awhile with death ;
Think how a gasping mortal lies,
And pants away his breath.
2 But, oh, the soul, that never dies,
At once it leaves the clay !
Ye thoughts pursue it where it flics,
And track its wondrous way.
3 And must my body faint and die ?
And must this soul remove ?
Oh for some guardian angel nigh,
To bear it safe above 1
4 Jesus, to thy dear faithful hand
My trembling soul I trust;
The flesh is waiting thy command,
To crumble into dust.
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C. l\r. Watw.
Death of Christian Friends.
1 WHY do we mourn departing friends.
Or shake at death's alarms ?
'Tis but the voice that Jesus sends
To call them to his arms.
2 Are we not tending upward, too,
As fast as time can move ?
Nor would we wish the hours more slow,
To keep us from our Love.
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3 The graves of all tlie saints be blest,
And softened ev ery bed ;
Where should the dying members rest,
But with their dying Head?
4 Thence he arose, ascending high.
And showed our feet the way ;
Up to the Lord our souls 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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C. M. Anoii,
Them also thai sUep in Jesus."
1 HOW rest the saints in Christ, who sleep
Far from the tempter's power,
While for their loss the mourners weep.
In lonely halls and bower?
2 They rest, unvexed by frightful dreams
Of moi-tal care and woe,
Nor wake to taste the bitter streams
That through these valleys flow.
3 They rest as rests the planted seed
Within its wintry tomb.
With hope, from its dark prison freed.
To rise in glorious bloom.
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4 They sleep as sleeps the wearied cliild
Upon its mother's breast;
Nor foe, nor fear, nor tumult wild.
Invade their peaceful rest.
5 Then why with grief, from year to year,
Their blessed lot deplore,
And shed the unavailing tear
For those who weep no more?
6 Ah ! rather in their footsteps tread,
With quickened zeal and prayer.
And live as lived the holy dead.
That ye their rest may share.
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S. M. MONTGOMKRT.
The Death of an Aged Minister.
1 - SERVANT of God, well done :
Rest from thy loved employ ;
The battle fought, the victory won,
Enter thy Master's joy."
2 The voice at midnight came;
He started up to hear :
A mortal arrow pierced his frame ;
He fell, but felt no fear.
3 Tranquil amid alarms,
It found him on the field,
A veteran slumbering on his arms,
Beneath his red-cross shield.
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4 The pains of death are past ;
Labor and sorrow cease ;
And, life's long warfare closed at last.
His soul is found in peace.
5 Soldier of Christ, well done !
Praise be thy new employ ;
And, while eternal ages run,
Rest in thy Saviour's joy.
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L. M. Barbauld.
Blessedness of the Righteous in Death.
1 HOW ble^t the righteous when he dies!
When sinks a weary soul to rest !
How mildly beam the closing eyes !
How gently heaves the expiring breast !
2 So fades a summer cloud away ;
So sinks the gale when storms are o'er;
So gently shuts the eye of day ;
So dies a wave along the shore.
3 A holy quiet reigns around,
A calm which life nor death destroys ;
And nought disturbs that peace profound
Which his unfettered soul enjoys.
4 Farevvell. conflicting hopes and fears.
Where lights and s-hades alternate awell;
How bright the unchanging morn appears I
Farewell, inconstant world, farewell.
5 Life's labor done, as sinks the clay,
Light from its load the .'spirit flies,
While heaven and earth combine to say,
" How blest the righteous when he dies !'
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lO's, 6's & 8's. ANOif.
' All is well.
1 WHAT, what is this that steals upon my frame ?
Is it death ? is it death ? — [flame ? —
Which soon will quench, will quench this Tital
Is it death? is it death? —
If this be death, I soon shall be
From every pain and sorrow free,
I shall the King of glory see —
All is well! all is well.
2 Weep not, my friends, my friends, weep not for
me —
All is well ! all is well ! —
My sins are pardoned, pardoned ; I am free —
All is well! all is well! —
There's not a cloud that doth arise
To hide my Jesus from my eyes ;
I soon shall mount the upper skies!
All is well ! all is well 1
3 Tune, tune your harps, your harps, ye saints in
glory —
All is well ! all is well !
I will rehearse, rehearse the pleasing story —
All is well ! all is well !
Bright angels are from glory come.
They're round my bed, they're in my reom.
They wait to waft my spirit home —
All is well ! all is well !
4 Hark ! hark 1 my Lord, my Lord and Master calls
me —
All is well ! all is well ! —
I soon shall see, shall see his face in glory —
All is well ! all is well I —
Farewell, my friends, adieu, adieu,
I can no longer stay with you ;
My glittering crown appears in Tiew —
All is well 1 all is well !
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5 Hail, hail, all hail, all hail, ye blood-waelie