z lU H m S Q DC J >• < IQ q: LU U X N < H- III I>!^{?i P(*r.t; ra Digitized by tine Internet Archive in 2010 witli funding from Calvin College http://www.archive.org/details/newhymnbookcolleOOmeth / p;?/,V;7> THE NEW HIM^-^Q J|., A COLLECTION (. FR:;\V HYMNS PUBLIC, SOCIAL, AND DOMESTIC WORSHIP. ^/^ Met r^oo . ^.r tii^ \ scop a I c\-NUVcl Sing praises to God, sing praises.— Psalm xlvii. 6. There are no songs comparable to the songs of Zion Milton Naspillt, Qttnn. : SOUTHERN METHODIST PUBLISHING HOUSE. 1881. Altered, according to Act or Coagress, In the year 1880, By J. B. McFEREIN, Agent, m the Office of the Librarian of Congress, at Washington. .PREFACE. The General Conference of the M. E. Church, South, of 1878, adopted the following Eesoiu- tion: Re&olve'}, That the Book Asent, with the approval of the Book Editor, the Book Committee, and one of the Bishops, be allowed to publish at pleasure, in the interest of the General Conference, a small hymn or song-book, suited to revival, prayer, and social meet- ings. Acting under this authority, the present work has been prepared. The peculiar taste of no particular person or locality has been consulted in the otoissions, abridgments, and additions, but the wants of the entire Connection. The arrangement in the standard "Hymn- book," and the "Hymn and Tune-book," h;is been preserved, as well as the most common hymns and tunes in those works, so that it can be used in connection with them. The compiler of the tunes found it expedi- ent to change the order of some of the hymns in particular sections, in accommodation to the tunes to wdiich they may be sung. Great care has been taken in the abridg- ment of hymns, so as not to injure their senti- ment or poetical character. An edition of the hymns without the tunes has been issued for the accommodation of those who may desire it. The ligures in parentheses, at the head of each hymn, refer to the notation in the standard Hymn-book — "Z" refers to "Songs of Zion." Publishing House of the M. E. Church, Soutti ^'ashville, Tennessee, March 16, 1880. (3) CONTENTS. PART I.— PUBLIC WORSHIP. page Sec. I. Being and Perfections of God. 5-18 11. Medication of Christ 18-39 III. Offices of the Holy Ghost 40-45 IV. Institutions of Christianity : — 1. The Church 45-52 2. The Ministry 52f-59 8. Baptism 59-61 4. The Lord's Supper 61-65 5. The Sabbath 66-69 V. The Gospel Call 69-83 VI. Penitential Exercises 83-99 VII. Christian Experience : — - 1. Justification and the New Birth _ 99-112 2. Entire Sanctification and Perfect Love 112-121 3. Duties and Trials 121-155 VIII. Death and the Future State... 155-178 IX. Special Occasions: — 1. Missions 179-184 2. Bible 184,185 3. Erection of Churches.... 185-187 4. Education of Youth 187-189 5. The Seasons : 190-193 6. National Solemnities 193-195 7. On a Voyage 195 PART II.— SOCIAL WORSHIP. Sec. L Communion of Saints 196-204 IL Prayer 205-210 PART III.— DOMESTIC WORSHIP. Sec. L The Family 211-219 IL The Closet 219,220 Benedictions and Doxologies 221 Miscellany 222-235 (4) HYMNS, PAKT I. For Public Worship. SECTION I. Being and Perfections of God. 1 C. M. (1) The Trinity. A THOUSAND oracles divine Their common beams unite, That sinners may with angels join To worship God aright: 2 To praise a Trinity adored By all the hosts above; And one thrice holy God and Lord Through endless ages love. 3 Triumphant host ! tliey never cease To laud and magnify The Triune God of holiness, Whose glory fills the sky : 4 Whose glory to this earth extends, When God himself imparts, And the whole Trinity descends Into our faithful hearts. . (5) b BEING AND PERFECTIONS 2 6,6,4,6,6,6,4. (8) The Trinity. — Before Sermon. COME, thou almighty King, Help us thy name to sing, Help us to praise! Father all glorious, O'er all victorious, Come and reign over us, Ancient of days. 2 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 ! 3 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 ! 4 To the great One and Three Eternal praises be Hence — evermore ! His sovereign majesty May we in glory see. And to eternity Love and adore. 3 L. M. (21) Divine 3Tajesty. ETERNAL Power, whose high abode Becomes the grandeur of a God : Infinite lengths beyond the bounds Where stars revolve their little rounds. OF GOD. / 2 Thee while the first archangel sings, He hides his face behind his wings; And ranks of shining thrones around Fall worshiping, and spread the ground. 3 Lord, what shall earth and ashes do? We would adore our Maker too! I-'roni sin and dust to thee we cry, Tlie Great, the Holy, and the High ! 4 Earth from afar hath heard thy fame, And worms have learned to lisp thy name ; But O ! the glories of thy mind Leave all our soaring thoughts behind ! 5 God is in heaven, and men below : Be short, our tunes ; our words, be few ! A solemn reverence checks our songs, And praise sits silent on our tongues. S. M. (26) All-sufficiency, MY God, my life, my love. To thee, to thee I call: 1 cannot live if thou remove, For thou art all in all. 2 Thy shining grace can cheer This dungeon where I dwell-: 'Tis paradise when thou art here — If thou depart, 'tis hell. 3 To thee, and thee alone. The angels owe their bliss : They sit around thy gracious throne. And dwell where Jesus is. 4 Thou art the sea of love, Where all my pleasures roll : The circle Avhere my passions move, And center of my soul. 8 BEING AND PEKFECTIONS 5 To tliee my spirits fly, With infinite desire: And yet how far from thee I lie ! O Jesus, raise me higher ! 5 L.M. ■ (45) Opening worship. OTHOU, whom all thy saints adore, We now with all thy saints agree. And bow our inmost souls before Thy glorious, awful majesty. 2 We come, great God, to seek thy face. And for thy loving-kindness wait; And O, how dreadful is this place ! 'Tis God's own house, 'tis heaven's gate. 3 Tremble our hearts to find thee nigh, To thee our trembling hearts aspire ; And lo ! we see descend from high The pillar and the flame of fire. 4 Still let it on th' assembly stay. And all the house with glory fill ; To Canaan's bounds point out the way. And lead us to thy holy hill. 6 L. M. (38) The Father of mercies. GOD of my life, whose gracious power Through various deaths my soul hath led, Or turned aside the fatal hour, Or lifted up my sinking head: 2 In all my ways thy hand I own, Thy ruling providence I see : Assist me still my course to run, And still direct my paths to thee. 3 Whither, O whither should I fly, But to my loving Saviour's breast? OF GOD. » Secure within thine arms to lie, And safe beneath thy wings to rest. 4 I have no skill the snare to shun, But tliou, O Christ, my wisdom art ! I ever into ruin run. But thou art greater than my heart. 5 Foolish, and impotent, and blind, Lead me a way I have not known : Bring me where I my heaven may find, The heaven of loving thee alone. 7 CM. (29) "Doing wonders." FATHER, how wide thy glory shines ! How high thy wonders rise! Known through the earth by thousand si^us, By thousands through the skies. 2 Those mighty orbs proclaim thy powei . Their motions speak thy skill ; And on the wings of every hour We read thy patience still. 3 But when we view thy strange design To save rebellious worms, Where vengeance and compassion join In their divinest forms, 4 Our thoughts are lost in reverent awe ; We love, and Ave adore: The first archangel never saw So much of God before. 8 C. M. (35) " Wonderfid in counsel" '^OD moves in a mysterious way His wonders to perform ; He plants his footsteps in the sea, And rides upon the storm. G' ■JO BEING AND PERFECTIONS 2 Deep in nnfatliomable mines Of never-failing skill He treasures up ids bright designs, And works his sovereign will. 3 Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take: The clouds ye so much dread Are big with mercy, and shall break In blessings on your head. 4 Judge not the Lord by feeble sense, But trust him for his grace : Behind a frowning providence He hides a smiling face. 5 His purposes will ripen fast, Unfolding every hour: The bud may have a bitter taste, But sweet will be the flower. 1 6 Blind unbelief is sure to err, And scan his work in vain: God is his own interpreter. And he will make it plain. 9 C. M. (37) Too wise to err — too good to he unhind. SINCE all tlie varying scenes of time God's watchful eye surveys, O, who so wise to choose our lot, Or to appoint our ways ! 2 Good when he gives — supremely good — Nor less when he denies: E'en crosses, from his sovereign hand. Are blessings in disguise. 3 Why should we doubt a Father's love, So constant and so kind? To his unerring, gracious will Be everv wish resigned. OF GOD. 11 10 L. M. (59) Psalm c. BEFORE Jehovah's Jiwful throne, Ye nations bow with 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, lie brought us to his fold again. 3 We'll crowd thy gates with thankful songs, High as the heavens our voices raise ; And earth, with her ten thousand tongues, Shall fill thy courts with sounding praise. 4 Wide as the world is thy command ; Vast as eternity thy love ; Firm as a rock thy truth must stand. When rolling years shall ceiise to move. 11 L. M. (55) Psalm xxxvi. 5-9. HIGH in the heavens, eternal God, Thy goodness in full glory shines ; Thy truth shall break through every cloud That veils and darkens thy designs. 2 Forever firm thy justice stands, As mountains their foundations keep; Wise are the wonders of thy hands. Thy judgments are a mighty deep. 3 Thy providence is kind and large. Both man and beast thy bounty share: The wliole creation is thy charge. But saints are thy peculiar care. 12 BEING AND PERFECTIONS 4 My God! how excellent thy grace! Whence all our hope and comfort springs: The sons of Adam in distress Fly to the shadow of thy wings. 5 Life, like a fountain, rich and free, Springs from the presence of the Lord ; And in thy light our souls shall see The glories promised in thy word. 12 C. M. (40) Exodus xxxiv. 5, 6. GKEAT God ! to me the sight afford To him of old allowed ; And let my faith behold its Lord, Descending in a cloud ! 2 The Lord, the mighty God, thou art, But let me rather prove That name inspoken to my heart, That fav'rite name of Love. 3 Merciful God, thyself proclaim In this polluted breast: Mercy is thy distinguished name, And suits the sinner best. 4 Our mis'ry doth for pity call, Our sin implores thy grace; And thou art merciful to all Our lost, apostate race. 13 C. M. (41) Exodus xxxiv. 6, 7. THY ceaseless, unexhausted love, Unmerited and free, Delights our evil to remove, And help our misery. OF GOD. 13 2 Thou waitest to be gracious still, Thou dost with sinners bear, That, saved, Ave may tliy goodness feel. And all thy grace declare. 3 Thy goodness and thy truth to me, To every soul, abound : A vast unfathomable sea. Where all our thoughts are drowned. 4 Its streams the whole creation reach, So plenteous is the store ; Enough for all, enough for each, Enough forevermore. 14 S. M. (60) Psahn ciii. 1-7. BLESS the Lord, my soul! Let all within me join. And aid my tongue to bless his name, Whose favors are divine. 2 O bless the Lord, my soul ! Nor let his mercies lie Forgotten in unthankfulness. And without praises die. 3 'T is he forgives thy sins ; 'Tis he relieves thy pain; 'T is he who heals thy sicknesses, And makes thee young again. 4 He crowns thy life with love. When ransomed from the grave : He, who redeemed my soul from hell. Hath sovereign power to save. 15 S. M. (61) Psalm ciii. 8-12. Y soul, repeat His praise. Whose mercies are so great; M 14 BEING AND PERFECTIONS 1 Whose anger is so slow to rise, So ready to abate. 2 God will not always chide ; And when his strokes are felt, His strokes are fewer than our crimes, And lighter than our guilt. 3 High as the heavens are raised Above the ground we tread, So far the riches of his grace Our highest thoughts exceed. 4 His power subdues our sins ; And his forgiving love, Far as the east is from the west, Doth all our guilt remove. 16 S. M. (57) Psalm xcv. Opening worship. COME, sound his praise abroad, And hymns of glory sing: Jehovah is tlie sovereign God, The universal King. 2 He formed the deeps unknown, He gave the seas their bound ; The watery worlds are all his own. And all the solid ground. 3 Come, worship at his throne ; Come, bow before the Lord: We are his work, and not our own, He formed us by his word. 4 To-day attend his voice. Nor dare provoke his rod : Come, like the people of his choice, And own vour gracious God. OF GOD. 1^ 17 S. M. (50) Psalm xix. Before morning sermon. BEHOLD the morning sun Begins his glorious Avay ; His beams through all the nations run, And life and light convey. 2 But where the gospel comes, It spreads diviner light; It calls dead sinners from their tombs, And gives the blind their sight. 3 How perfect is thy word ! And all thy judgments just: Forever sure thy promise, Lord, And men securely trust. 4 My gracious God, how jjlain Are thy directions given ! O may I never read in vain, But find the path to heaven ! 18 S. M. (53) Psalm xxiii. THE Lord my Shepherd is, I shall be well supplied: Since he is mine, and I am his. What can I want beside? 2 He leads me to the place Where heavenly pasture grows, Where living Avaters gently pass, And full salvation flows. 3 If e'er I go astray. He doth my soul reclaim, And guides me in his OAvn right way, For his most holy name. IG BEING AND PERFECTIONS 4 While he affords his aid, I cannot yield to fear: Though I should walk through death's dark shade, My Shepherd's with me there. 19 C. M. (69) Psalm cxxxix. 1-6. LORD, all I am is known to thee : In vain my soul would try To shun thy presence, or to flee The notice of thine eye. 2 Thy all-surrounding sight surveys My rising and my rest, My public walks, my private ways, The secrets of my breast. 3 My thoughts lie open to thee. Lord, Before they're formed within ; And ere my lips pronounce the word. Thou know'st the sense I mean. 4 O wondrous knowledge! deep and high: Where can a creature hide? Within thy circling arms I lie, Beset on every side. 5 So let thy grace surround me still. And like a bulwark prove. To guard my soul from every ill. Secured by sovereign love. QO C. M. (71) Psalm cxlv. LET every tongue thy goodness speak. Thou sovereign Lord of all ; Thy strength' ning hands uphold the weak, And raise the poor that fall. OF GOD. 17 2 When sorrows bow the spirit down, When virtue lies distressed, Beneath the proud oppressor's frown, Thou giv'st the mourner rest. S Tliou know'st the pains thy servants feel, Thou hear'st thy children's cry; And their best wishes to fulfill, Thy grace is ever nigh. 4 Thy mercy never shall remove From men of heart sincere: Thou sav'st the souls whose humble love Is joined with holy fear. 5 My lips shall dwell upon thy praise. And spread thy fame abroad : Let all tlie sons of Adam raise The honors of their God. 21 8,8,8. (72) Psalm cxlvi. I'LL praise my Maker while I've breath. And when my voice is lost in death, Praise shall employ }ny nobler powers: My days of praise shall ne'er be past. While life, and thought, and being last. Or immortality endures. 2 Happy the man whose hopes rely On Israel's God : he made the sky. And earth, and seas, with all tlieir train: His truth forever stands secure : He saves th' oppressed, he feeds the poor, And none shall find his promise vain. 3 The Lord pours eyesight on the blind ; The Lord supports the fainting mind ; He sends the lab' ring conscience peace; 18 MEDIATION OF CHRIST. He helps the stranger in distress, The widow and the fatherless, And grants the prisoner sweet release. 4 T '11 praise him while he lends 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, Or immortality endures. H SECTION II. Mediation of Christ. 22 7s. The Incarnation. "ARK! the herald angels sing, ''Glory to the new-born King; Peace on earth, and mercy mild ; God and sinners reconciled:" Joyful all ye nations rise. Join the triumphs of the skies; With th' angelic host proclaim, "Christ is born in Bethlehem." 2 Christ, by highest heaven adored, Christ, the everlasting Lord : Late in time behold him come, Ofispring of a virgin's womb. Veiled in flesh the Godhead see, Hail th' incarnate Deity! Pleased as man with men t' appear, Jesus our Immanuel here. MEDIATION OF CHEIST. 19 3 Hail ! the heaven-born Prince of peace ! Hail, the Sun of righteousness! Light and life to all he brings, Risen with healing in his wings: Mild he lays his glory by, Born that man no more may die; Born to raise the sons of earth ; Born to give them second birth. 23 C. M. (99) Psalm xcviii. JOY to the v/orld — 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 plains, Repeat the sounding joy. 3 No more let sins and sorrows grow, Nor thorns infest the ground : He comes to make his blessings flow, Far as the curse is found. 4 Pie rules the world with truth and grace; And makes the nations prove The glories of his righteousness. And wonders of his love. 24 C. M. (88) The Advent. H ARK ! the glad sound ! the Saviour comes 1 The Saviour promised long Let every heart prepare a throne. And every voice a song. 20 MEDIATION OF CHRIST. 2 He comes the prisoners to release, In Satan's bondage held: The gates of brass before him burst ; The iron fetters yield I 3 He comes from thickest films of vice To clear the mental ray; And on the eyeballs of the blind To pour celestial day. 4 He comes the broken heart to bind, The bleeding soul to cure ; And, with the treasures of his grace, T' enrich the humble poor. 5 Our glad hosannas, Prince of peace, Thy welcome shall proclaim; And heaven's eternal arches ring With thy beloved name. 25 L. M. (103) Credentials of Jesus. BEHOLD the blind their sight receive! Behold the dead awake and live! The dumb speak wonders ! and the lame Leap like the hart, and bless his name ! 2 Thus does tli' eternal Spirit own, And seal the mission of the Son; The Father vindicates his cause, While he hangs bleeding on the cross. 3 He dies — the heavens in mourning stood I He rises — and appears a God ! Behold the Lord ascending high, No more to bleed, no more to die ! 4 IJence, and forever, from my heart I bid my doubts and fears depart; And to those hands my soul resign, \ Which bear credentials so divine. MEDIATION OF CHRIST. 21 !6 L. M. (105) His exemplary life. y dear Kedeemer, and my Lord, M' I read my duty in thy word ; But in thy life the laAV appears, Drawn out in living characters. •J Su'^h was thy truth, and such thy zeal, Such def'rence to thy Father's will, Such love, and meekness so divine, T would transcribe, and make them mine, o Cold mountains, and the midnight air. Witnessed the fervor of thy prayer ; The desert thy temptations knew, Thy conflict, and thy vict'ry too. 4 Be thou my pattern: make me bear More of thy gracious image here; Then God, the Judge, shall own my name, Amoner the followers of the Lamb. H' Q7 7s. (108) '^That ye should foUoio his steps." "OLY Lamb, who thee confess, Followers of thy holiness, Thee they ever keep in view. Ever ask, "What shall we do?" Governed by thy only will, All thy words we would fulfill, Would in all thy footsteps go, W^alk as Jesus walked below. 2 While thou didst on earth appear, Servant to thy servants here, Mindful of thy place above. All thy life was prayer and love: Such our whole employment be, Works of faith and charity: 22 MEDIATION OF CHRIST. Works of love on man bestowed, Secret intercourse with God. 3 Early in the temple meet, Let us still our Saviour greet: Nightly to the mount repair, Join our praying Pattern there : There by wrestling faith obtain Power to work for God again ; Power his image to retrieve, Power like thee, our Lord, to live. D' QS S. M. (Ill) "He beheld the city, and wept over it." I ID Christ o'er sinners weep, And shall our cheeks be dry? Let floods of penitential grief Burst forth from every eye. 2 The Son of God in tears The wond'ring angels see: Be thou astonished, O my soul : He shed those tears for thee ! 3 He wept that we might weep : Each sin demands a tear: In heaven alone no sin is found. And there's no weeping there. 29 S. M. (120) Attraction of the Cross. BEHOLD th' an)azing sight, The Saviour lifted high : Behold the Son of God's delight Expire in agony. 2 For whom, for whom, my heart, Were all these sorrows borne? •MEDIATION OF CHRIST. 23 Wliy did he feel that piercing smart, And meet that various scorn? 3 For love of us he bled, And all in torture died ; 'T was love that bowed his fainting head, And oped his gushing side. 4 I see, and I adore In sympathy of love; I feel the strong, attractive power To lift my soul above. 30 C. M. (123) The Crucifixion. BEHOLD tlie Saviour of mankind Nailed to the shameful tree ! How vast tlie love that him inclined To bleed and die for thee ! 2 Hark, liow he groans! while nature shakes, And earth's strong pillars bend ! The temple's vail in sunder breaks. The solid marbles rend. 3 'Tis done! the precious ransom's paid! "Receive my soul!" he cries: kSee where he boAvs his sacred head ! He bows his head, and dies ! 4 But soon he'll break death's envious chain, And in full glory shine: O Lamb of God, was ever pain. Was ever love, like thine ! 31 L. M. (126) Gal vi. 14. WHEN I survey the wondrous cross On which the Prince of glory died, 24 MEDIATION OF CHRIST.- 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 cliarm me most, 1 sacrifice them to his blood. 3 See, from his head, his hands, his feet, Sorrow and love flow mingled down! Did e'er such love and sorrow meet? Or thorns compose so rich a crown ? 4 Were the whole realm of nature mine, That were a present far too small ; Love so amazing, so divine, Demands my soul, my life, my all. 82 S. M. (132) The Fountain. CALLED from above, I rise, And wash away my sin: The stream to which my spirit flies Can make the foulest clean. 2 It runs divinely clear, A fountain deep and wide: 'T was opened by the soldier's spear In my Eedeeraer's side ! 33 C. M. (131) The Fountain. THERE is a fountain filled with blood, Drawn from Immanuel's veins; And sinners plunged beneath that flood, Lose all their guilty stains. 2 The dying thief rejoiced to see That fountain in his day ; MEDIATION OF CHRIST. 25 And tliere may I, though vile as he, Wash all my sins away. 3 Dear dying Lamb, thy precious blood Shall never lose its power. Till all the ransomed Church of God Be saved to sin no more. 4 E'er since, by faith, I saw the stream Thy flowing wounds supply, Eedeeming love has been my theme, And shall be till I die. 5 Then, in a nobler, sweeter song, I'll sing thy power to save. When this poor lisping, stamm'ring tongue Lies silent in the grave. R^ 34 7,7,7,7,7,7. • (134) Rock of A-ges. OCK of ages, cleft for me. Let me hide myself in thee: Let the water and the blood, From thy wounded side which flowed, Be of sin the double cure, Save from wrath and make me pure. 2 Could my tears forever flow. Could my zeal no languor know, These for sin could not atone ; Thou must save, and tliou alone : In my hand no price I bring. Simply to thy cross I cling. 3 While I draw this fleeting breath, When my eyes shall close in death, When I rise to worlds unknown. And behold thee on thy throne, Kock of ages, cleft for me. Let me hide myself in iliee. 26 MEDIATION OP CHRIST. N' 35 S. M. (135) Atoning Sacrifice. 'OT all the blood of beasts, On Jewish altars slain, Could give the guilty conscience peace, Or wash away the stain. 2 But Christ, the heavenly Lamb, Takes all our sins away; A sacrifice of nobler name And richer blood than they. 3 My faith would lay her hand On that dear head of thine— While like a penitent I stand, And there confess my sin. 36 6,6,6,6,8,8. (14]) Resurrection. YES ! the Redeemer rose, The Saviour left the dead ; And o'er our hellish foes High raised his conqu'ring head: In wild dismay, The guards around Fall to the ground. And sink away. 2 Lo ! the angelic bands In full assembly meet. To wait his high commands, And worship at his feet: Joyful they come, And wing their way, From realms of day. To Jesus' tomb. 3 Then back to heaven they fly. The joyful news to bear: Hark ! as they soar on high. What music fills the air! Their anthems say, ''Jesus, who bled, Hath left the dead: He rose to-day." MEDIATION OF CHRIST. 27 4 Ye mortals, catch tlie sound, Redeemed by Ilim from hell; And send tlie echo round The globe on which you dwell; Transported cry, ''Jesus, who bled, Hath left the dead, No more to die." 5 All hail, triumphant Lord, ^ Who sav'st us with thy blood! Yv^ide be thy name adored. Thou rising, reigning God: With thee we rise. With thee we reign, And empires gain. Beyond the skies. 37 C. M. (139) Resurrection of Christ. THE Lord of Sabbath let us praise, In concert with the blest. Who, joyful, in harmonious lays Employ an endless rest. 2 Thus, Lord, while we remember thee, We blest and pious grow ; By hymns of praise we learn to be Triumphant here below, 3 On tliis glad day a brighter scene Of glory was displayed, By God, th' eternal Word, than when This universe was made. 4 He rises, who mankind has bought With grief and pain extreme: 'T was great to speak tlie world from naught ; 'T was greater to redeem. 38 S. M. (142) Resurrection. ^ ^ rpPIE Lord is risen indeed : " J. He lives to die no more; 28 MEDIATION OF CHRIST. He lives the sinner's cause to plead, Whose curse and shame he bore. 2 " The Lord is risen indeed : " Then hell has lost his prey ; With him has risen the ransomed seed, To reign in endless day. ,3 " The Lord is risen indeed : " Attending angels hear — Up to the courts of heaven, with speed, The joyful tidings bear. 4 Then wake your golden lyres, And strike each cheerful chord; Join, all ye bright, celestial choirs. To sing our risen Lord. 39 L. M. (145) Dying, rising, reigning. HE dies! the Friend of sinners dies! Lo! Salem's daugliters weep around; A solemn darkness veils the skies ; A sudden trembling shakes the ground. Come, saints, and drop a tear or two For him who groaned beneath your load: He shed a thousand drops for you, A thousand drops of richer blood, 2 Here's love and grief beyond degree: The Lord of glory dies for man ! But lo! what sudden joys we see! Jesus, the dead, revives again ! The rising God forsakes tlie tomb ; Up to his Father's courts he flies; Cherubic legions guard him home, And shout him welcome to the skies. 3 Break off your tears, ye saints, and tell How high your great Deliverer reigns : Sing how he spoiled the hosts of hell, And led the monster death in chains ! MEDIATION OF CHRIST. 29 Say, "Live forever, wondrous King! Born to redeem, and strong to save!" Tlien ask the monster, "Where's thy sting?" And, " Where 's thy vict'ry, boasting grave?" 40 L. M. (147) Psalm xxiv. 7-10. OUR Lord is risen from the dead ; Our Jesus is gone up on liigh ! , The powers of hell are captive led. Dragged to the portals of the sky. There his triumphal chariot waits. And angels chant the solemn lay: Lift up your heads, ye heavenly gates, Ye everlasting doors, give way. 2 Loose all your bars of massy light. And wide unfold th' ethereal scene: He claims these mansions as his right — Receive the King of glory in. Who is the King of glory? Who? The Lord that all our foes o'ercame. The world, sin, death, and hell, o'erthrew— And Jesus is the conqu'ror's name. 3 Lo! his triumphal chariot waits. And angels chant the solemn lay : Lift up your heads, ye heavenly gates, Ye everlasting doors, give wav. AVho is tiie King of glory? Who? The Lord, of glorious power possessed : The King of saints and angels too, God over all forever blessed. 41 7s. (146) ^^ Alive forevermore." CIIIRIST, the Lord, is risen to-day 1 I Sous of men and angels say I so MEDIATION OF CHRIST. Eaise your joys and triumphs high: Sing, ye heavens — thou earth reply. 2 Love's redeeming work is done — Fought the fight, the battle won : Lo ! the sun's eclipse is o'er; Lo ! he sets in blood no more. 3 Vain the stone, the watcji, the seal — Christ hath burst the gates of hell : Death in vain forbids his rise: Christ hath opened paradise. 4 Lives again our glorious King ! "Where, O death .'"is now thy sting?" Once he died our souls to save: "Where's thy victory, boasting grave?" 5 Soar we now where Clirist has led, Following our exalted Head : Made like him, like him we rise — Ours the cross, the grave, the skies. H 4r3 7s. (148) The Ascension. AIL the day that sees him rise, Eavished from our wisliful eyes! Christ aAvhile to mortals given, Keascends his native heaven. 2 There the pompous triumph waits: " Lift your heads, eternal gates ; Wide imfold the radiant scene ; Take the King of glory in ! " 3 Circled round with angel powers. Their triumphant Lord, and ours, Conqueror over death and sin: Take the King of glory in ! 4 Him though highest heaven receives, Still he loves the earth he leaves : MEDIATION OF CHRIST. Though returning to his throne, Still he calls mankind his own. 5 See, he lifts his hands above! See, he shows the prints of love ! Hark, his gracious lips bestow Blessings on his Church below ! 6 Ever upward let us move. Wafted on the wings of love: Looking when thou. Lord, shalt come, Longing, gasping after home. 7 There we shall with thee remain, Partners of thy endless reign : There tliy face unclouded see. Find our heaven of heavens in thee. H 43 8,7. (154) Priesthood of Christ. AIL, thou once despised Jesus I Hail, thou Galilean King! Thou didst suffer to release us; Thou didst free salvation bring. Hail, thou agonizing Saviour, Bearer of our sin and shame I By thy merits we find favor ; Life is given through thy name. 2 Paschal Lamb, by God appointed, All our sins on tliee were laid; By almighty love anointed, Thou hast full atonement made : All thy people are forgiven. Through tlie virtue of thy blood ; Opened is the gate of heaven; Peace is made 'twixt man and God. 3 Jesus, hail ! enthroned in glory, There forever to abide! 82 MEDTiTION OF CHRIST. All the heavenly hosts adore thee, Sea^;ed at thy Father's side; There for sinners thou art pleading, . There thou dost our place prepare; Ever for us interceding, Till in glory we appear. 44 C. M. (188) Stupendous Love. PLUNGED in a gulf of dark despair, We wretched sinners lay. Without one cheering beam of hope, Or spark of glimmering day. 2 With pitying eyes the Prince of grace Beheld our helpless grief: He saw, and (O, amazing love!) He ran to our relief. 3 Down from the shining seats above With joyful haste he fled. Entered the grave in mortal fle&h. And dwelt among the dead. 4 O 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 ^hen you raise your highest notes. His love can ne'er be told ! 45 L. M. (189) [From the Latin of St. Bernard.] Love which passeth knowledge. F Him Avho did salvation bring I could forever think and sing: MEDIATION OF CHRIST. 33 Arise, ye needy, he'll relieve; Arise, ye guilty, he'll forgive. 2 Ask but his grace, and lo, 't is given ! Ask, and he turns your hell to heaven : Thougli sin and sorrow wound my soul, Jesus, thy balm will make it whole. 3 To shame our sins he blushed in blood, He closed his eyes to show us God : Let all the world fall down and know That none but God such love can show. . 4 'T is thee I love, for thee alone I shed my tears and make my moan ! Where'er I am, where'er I move, I meet the object of my love. 5 Insatiate to this spring I fly ; I drink, and yet am ever dry : Ah! who against thy charms is proof? Ah I who that loves can love enough ? 46 L. M. (193) Wonders of the Cross. NATUKE with open volume stands To spread her Maker's praise abroad ; And every labor of his hands Shows something worthy of a God. 2 But in the grace that rescued man. His brightest form of glory shines: Here, on the cross, 'tis fairest dra-vvn In precious blood and crimson lines. 3 O ! the sweet wonders of that cross. Where God, the Saviour, loved and died! Her noblest life my spirit draws From his dear wounds and bleeding side. 2 84 MEDIATION OF CHRIST. 4 I would forever speak his name, In sound to mortal ears unknown; With angels join to praise the Lamb, And worship at his Father's throne. 0,7 C. M. (187) Indebtedness to Christ. MAJESTIC sweetness sits enthroned Upon the Saviour's brow; His head with radiant glories crowned, His lips with grace o'erflow. 2 He saw me plunged in deep distress, And flew to my relief : For me he bore the shameful cross, And carried all my grief. 3 To heaven, the place of his abode. He brings my weary feet, Shows me the glories of my God, And makes my joys complete. 4 Since from his bounty I receive Such proofs of love divine, Had I a thousand hearts to give, Lord, they should all be thine. 48 C. M. (153) Heb. iv. 14-16. WITH joy we meditate the grace Of our High-priest above : His heart is made of tenderness. His bowels melt with love. 2 Touched with a sympathy within. He knows our feeble frame: He knows what sore temptations mean, For he hath felt the same. MEDIATION OF CHRIST. 35 3 He in the days of feeble flesh Poured out strong cries and tears ; And in his measure feels afresh What every member bears. 4 He'll never quench the smoking flax, But raise it to a flame: The bruised reed he never breaks, Nor scorns the meanest name. 5 Then let our humble faith address His mercy and his power: We shall obtain delivering grace In the distressing hour. 4=9 C. M. (183) Eev. V. 11-13. COME, let us join our cheerful songs With angels round the throne: Ten thousand thousand are their tongues, But all their joys are one. 2 Worthy the Lamb that died, they cry, To be exalted thus: Worthy the Lamb, our hearts reply, For he was slain for us. 3 Jesus is worthy to receive Honor and power divine; And blessings, more than we can give, Be, Lord, forever thine. 4 The whole creation join in one To bless the sacred name Of him that sits upon the throne, And to adore the Lamb. 50 C. M. (196) The Name of Jesus. HOW sweet the name of Jesus sounds In a believer's ear ! 36 MEDIATION OF CHPwIST. It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds, And drives away his fear. 2 It makes the wounded spirit whole, And calms the troubled breast; 'T is manna to the hungry soul. And to the weary, rest. 3 Weak is the effort of my lieart. And cold my warmest thought • But when I see thee as thou art, I '11 praise thee as I ought. 4 Till then, I would thy love proclaim With every fleeting breath ; And may the music of thy name Kefresh my soul in death ! 51 - C. M. (197) "Se is precious." JESUS, I love thy charming name, 'Tis music to my ear; Fain would I sound it out so loud That earth and heaven should hear. 2 Yes, thou art precious to my soul. My transport and my trust; Jewels, to thee, are gaudy toys, And gold is sordid dust. 3 All my capacious powers can wish. In thee doth richly meet; Nor to mine eyes is light so dear, Nor friendship half so sweet. 4 Thy grace still dwells upon my heart, And sheds its fragrance there ; The no])lest balm of all its wounds, The cordial of its care. MEDIATION OF CHRIST. 37 5 I'll speak the honors of thy name With my last, laboring breath ! Then speechless clasp thee in mine arms, The antidote of death. 52 C. M. (182) Rev. V. 6-10. BEHOLD the glories of the Lamb Amidst his Father's throne! Prepare new honors for his name,' And songs, before unknown. 2 Let elders worship at his feet, The Church adore around ; With vials full of odors sweet. And harps of sweetest sound. 3 Those are the prayers of all the saints, And these the hymns they raise: Jesus is kind to our complaints. He loves to hear our praise. 4 Now to the Lamb that once M'as slain Be endless blessings paid : Salvation, glory, joy, remain, Forever on thy head. 5 Thou hast redeemed our souls with blood ; Hast set the prisoners free ; Hast made us kings and priests to God ; And Ave shall reign with thee ! 53 C. M. (160) ^^Let all the angels of God worship himJ' HOW great the wisdom, power, and grace, Which in redemption shine! The heavenly liost with joy confess Tlie work is all divine. 2 Before his feet they cast their crowns — Those crowns which Jesus gn ve — 38 MEDIATION OF CHRIST. And, with ten thousand tliousand tongues, Proclaim his power to save. 8 They tell the triumphs of his cross, The sufferings which he bore — How low he stooped, how high he rose, And rose to stoop no more. 4 O let them still their voices raise, And still their songs renew: Salvation well deserves the praise Of men and angels too! s- 54 C. M. (186) Salvation. ^ALVATION, O 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; But we arise by grace divine To see a heavenly day. 3 Salvation ! let the echo fly The spacious earth around, While all the armies of the sky Conspire to raise the sound. 55 C. M. (155) Coronation of Christ: ALL hail tlie power of Jesus' name! Let angels prostrate fall: Bring forth the royal diadem, And crown him Lord of all. 2 Ye chosen seed of Israel's race — A remnant weak and small — Hail him who saves you by his grace, And crown him Lord of all. MEDIATION OF CHRIST. 39 3 Ye Gentile sinners, ne'er forget The wormwood and the gall : Go, spread your trophies at his feet, And crown him Lord of all. 4 Let every kindred, every tribe, On tliis terrestrial ball. To him all majesty ascribe, And crown him Lord of all. 5 O that, with yonder sacred throng. We at his feet may fall ! We'll join the everlasting song. And crown him Lord of all. 56 S. M. (194) Grace. GEACE ! 't is a charmihg sound! Harmonious to my ear! Heaven with the echo shall resound, And all the earth shall hear. 2 Grace first contrived the way To save rebellious man ; And all the steps that grace display Which drew the wondrous plan. 3 Grace taught my wandering feet To tread the heavenly road ; And new supplies each hour I meet While pressing on to God. 4 Grace all the work shall crown, Through everlasting days : It lays in heaven the topmost stone, And well deserves the praise. 40 OFFICES OF - SECTION III. Offices of the Holy Ghost. 57 L. M. (205) Pentecost. LORD, we believe to us and ours The apostolic promise given : We wait the penteeostal powers, The Holy Ghost sent down from heaven. 2 Ah ! leave us not to mourn below, Or long for thy return to pine : Now, Lord, the Comforter bestow. And fix in us the Guest Divine. 3 Assembled here with one accord. Calmly we wait the promised grace, Tlie purchase of our dying Lord : Come, Holy Ghost, and fill the place. 58 S. M. (217) Woj'k and Witness. OCOME, and dwell in me, Spirit of power within ! And bring the glorious liberty From sorrow, fear, and sin. 2 Hasten the joyful day Which shall my sins consume, When old things shall be done away, And all things new become. 3 I want the witness, Lord, That all I do is right, THE HOLY GHOST. 41 According to thy will and word, Well-pleasing in thy sight. 4 I ask no higher state; Indulge me but in this ; And soon or later then translate To my eternal bliss. 59 S. M. (206) Pentecost. LOED God, the Holy Ghost, In this accepted hour, As on the day of Pentecost, Descend in all thy power! 2 The young, the old, inspire With wisdom from above ; • And give us hearts and tongues of fire To pray, and praise, and love. 3 Spirit of light, explore, And chase our gloom away, With luster shining more and more Unto the perfect day. 4 Spirit of truth, be thou In life and death our guide: O Spirit of adoption, now May we be sanctified! S' 60 ^ S. M. (212) Spirit of Faith. PIRIT of faith, come down, Keveal the things of God ; And malve to us the Godhead known, And witness with the blood: 'Tis thine the blood t' apply, And give us eyes to see. Who did for every sinner die, Hath surely died for me. 42 OFFICES OF 2 No man can truly say That Jesus is the Lord, Unless thou take the veil awav, And breathe the living word: Then, only then, we feel Our interest in his blood, And cry with joy unspeakable, "Thou art my Lord, my God !" 61 L. M. (224) His departure earnestly deprecated. STAY, thou insulted Spirit ! stay ! Though I have done thee such despite; Nor cast the sinner quite away, Nor take thine everlasting flight. 2 Though I have steeled my stubborn lieart, And still shook ofl" my guilty fears ; And vexed, and urged thee to depart, For many long rebellious years: 3 Though I have most unfaithful been Of all who e'er thy grace received; Ten thousand times tliy goodness seen, Ten thousand times thy goodness grieved ; 4 Yet O ! the chief of sinners spare, In honor of my great High-priest; Nor in thy righteous anger, swear T' exclude me from thy people's rest. 62 S. M. (220) Ills influences sought. iOME, Holy Spirit, come, With energy divine, And on this poor, benighted soul, With beams of mercy shine. c* w^ THE HOLY GHOST. 43 2 O melt this frozen heart ; This stubborn will Fubdue; Each evil passion overcome, And form me all anew ! 3 The profit will be mine, But thine shall be the praise; And unto thee will I devote The remnant of my days. 63 C. M. (213) Witness and Seal. 'HY should the children of a King Go mourning all their days? Great Comforter, descend, and bring The tokens of thy grace. 2 Dost thou not dwell in all thy saints, And seal the heirs of heaven? When wilt thou banish my complaints, And show my sins forgiven? 3 Assure my conscience of her part In the Redeemer's blood ; And bear thy witness with my heart, That I am born of God. 4 Tliou art the earnest of his love, The pledge of joys to come: May thy blest wings, celestial Dove, Safely convey me home ! 64 C. M. (221) His quichenings implored. COME, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove, With all tiiy quickening powers, Kindle a flame of sacred love In these cold hearts of ours. 44 THE HOLY GHOST. 2 Look how we grovel here below, Fond of these earthly toys; Our souls how heavily they go To reacli eternal joys! 3 In vain we tune our formal songs, In vain we strive to rise; Hosannas languish on our tongues, And our devotion dies. 4 And shall we then forever live At this poor dying rate? Our love so faint, so cold to thee. And thine to us so great? 5 Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove, With all thy quickening powers ; Come, shed abroad a Saviour's love. And that shall kindle ours. 65 C. M. (209) The Interpreter. Before Sermon. COME, Holy Ghost, our hearts inspire, Let us thine influence prove: Source of the old prophetic fire. Fountain of life and love. 2 Come, Holy Ghost — for, moved by thee. The prophets wrote and spoke — Unlock the truth, thyself the key: Unseal the sacred book. 3 Expand thy wings, celestial Dove, Brood o'er our nature's night ; On our disordered spirits move. And let there now be light. 4 God, through himself, we then shall know, If thou Avitliin us shine ; And sound, with all thy saints below, The depths of love divine. THE CHURCH. 45 66 C. M. (222) The Spirit invoiced. CELESTIAL Dove, Come from above, And guide me in thy ways: My heart prepare For solemn j)rayer, And tune my lips to praise. 2 Open mine eyes, And make me wise, My interest to discern: From every sin, Without, within, Incline my heart to turn. 3 Fly to my aid, When I 'm afraid, Or plunged in deep distress ; My foes subdue, And bring me through This howlins: wilderness. SECTION IV. Institutions of Christianity. 1, THE CHURCH. 67 C. M. (226) Psalm xxvii. 1-6. THE Lord of glory is my light, And my salvation too : God is my strength ; nor will I fear What all my foes can do. 2 One privilege my heart desires — O grant me an abode Among the Churches of thy saints, The temples of my God ! 3 There shall I offer my requests, And see thy beauty still ; 46 INSTITUTIONS. Shall hear thy messages of love, And there inquire thy will. 4 When troubles rise, and storms appear, There may his children hide: God has a strong pavilion, where He makes my soul abide. 5 Now shall my head be lifted high Above my foes around ; And songs of joy and victory Within thy temple sound. 68 L. M. (227) Psalm xlvi. 1-5. GOD is the refuge of his saints, When storms of sharp distress invade; Ere we can offer our complaints, Behold him present with his aid. 2 Let mountains from their seats be hurled Down to the deep, and buried there — Convulsions shake the solid world — Our faith shall never yield to fear. 3 There is a stream, whose gentle flow Supplies the city of our God ; Life, love, and joy, still gliding tlirough. And watering our divine abode. 4 That sacred stream, thy holy word. Our grief allays, our fear controls : Sweet peace thy promises afford. And give new strength to fainting souls. 69 L. M. (233) Psalm Ixxxiv. 1-7. OW pleasant, how divinely fair, O Lord of hosts, thy dwellings are I W^ith strong desire my spirit faints To meet th' assemblies of thy saints. H' H' THE CHURCH. 47 2 Blest are the souls that find a place Within the temple of thy grace: Here they behold thy gentler rays, And seek thy face, and learn thy praise. 3 Blest are the men whose hearts are set To find the way to Zion's gate: God is their strength, and through the road Tliey lean upon their helper, God. 4 Cheerful they walk with growing strength, Till all shall meet in heaven at length, Till all before thy face appear. And join in nobler worship there. 70 C. M. (238) Psalm cxxii. "OW did my heart rejoice to hear My friends devoutly say, "In Zion let us all appear, And keep the solemn day!" 2 I love her gates, I love the road I The Church, adorned with grace, Stands like a palace built for God, To show his milder face. 3 Peace be within this sacred place. And joy a constant guest! With holy gifts and heavenly grace Be her attendants blessed. 4 My soul shall pray for Zion still, AVhile life or breath remains; There my best friends, my kindred dwell, There God, my Saviour, reigns. 71 L. M. (234) Psalm Ixxxiv, 8-12. GEE AT God, attend while Zion sings The joy that from thy presence springs: 48 INSTITUTIONS. To spend one day with tliee on earth Exceeds a thousand days of mirth. 2 Might I enjoy the meanest place Within thy house, O God of grace, Not tents of ease, nor thrones of power, Should tempt my feet to leave thy door. 3 God is our sun, he makes our day : God is our shield, he guards our way I