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 PARTICULARLY ADAPTED 
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 REVIVALS OF RELIGION 
 
 AND INTENDED AS 
 
 A SUPPLEMENT TO WATTS. 
 
 BY NATHAN S. S. BEMAN, 
 
 11 Praise thy God, O Zion."— Psalmist. 
 
 TROY. 
 I N. TUTTLE, PRIITTER, 225 RIVER-STREET. 
 
 1832, 
 
Entered according to Act of Congress, in the year I 
 1832, by Nathan S. S. Beman, in the Clerk's 
 Office of the Court of the Northern District of the 
 State of New-York. 
 
PREFACE 
 
 The object of this publication is to 
 furnish a suitable Collection of Sacred 
 Songs for the use of Evening Lectures, 
 Inquiry and Prayer Meetings, and other 
 small Religious Circles, which are attend- 
 ed witri so much interest at the present 
 day. In making this compilation, the 
 Author has had special reference to those 
 seasons of God's mercy which are de- 
 nominated Revivals of Religion. If it is 
 true, as has been frequently remarked, 
 thatrevivals,both with regard to their com- 
 mencement and their progress, depend 
 much on the character of preaching , it 
 may be safely affirmed, that they are 
 not much less affected by the character 
 
IV PREFACE. 
 
 of singing. In too many instances, these 
 blessed seasons have been brought into 
 something like disrepute, and a bad re- 
 ligious taste has been formed, and, per- 
 haps, false hopes inspired and cherished 
 by the use of Hymns destitute of lyric 
 character, and, at the same time, er- 
 roneous in sentiment. Another evil 
 nearly allied to the one just named, and 
 generally associated with it, is the in- 
 troduction of tunes into religious wor- 
 ship whose associations are entirely sec- 
 ular, if not profane, and whose tenden- 
 cy is to inspire any other feelings rath- 
 er than those of devotion. That Hymns 
 which have no claim to lyric spirit should 
 generally be accompanied by Music of 
 an insipid character, is just what might 
 be expected, even if experience and ob- 
 servation had not loudly proclaimed the 
 fact. 
 
 It is not the wish of the author to pass 
 
PREFACE. V 
 
 any censure on the many compilations of 
 Hymns now before the Christian public ; 
 but it becomes his duty, in this connec- 
 tion, to state some of the reasons which 
 have influenced his own mind, in adding 
 another book to the long list already in 
 existence. The least offensive mode in 
 which this can be done, will be to give 
 a brief exposition of the leading princi- 
 ples, which he has endeavoured to keep 
 in view, in making this selection. A 
 bare outline is all that will be given, at 
 present, reserving to another time and 
 place, a more full defence of the princi- 
 ples themselves. 
 
 1 . The Author has intended to admit 
 into this selection those Hymns only, 
 which are composed on subjects of a 
 lyrical character. That lyric poetry has a 
 province peculiar to itself — that it moves 
 in a sphere exclusively its own — and that 
 its subjects are limited^ there can be no 
 
VI PREFACE. 
 
 room for dispute. This poetry is to be 
 sung — and when poetry and music are 
 combined, we have in this combination, 
 a vehicle the most refined and ethereal, 
 for the expression of strong emotion. But 
 the subjects of emotion are comparative- 
 ly few ; and there are hundreds of Hymns 
 in the English language, that can never 
 be sung to any good effect, because their 
 subjects are not within the sphere of ly- 
 ric poetry. They can, from their very 
 nature, neither inspire emotion, nor be- 
 come the vehicle of emotion already in- 
 spired. They are rather sermons than 
 " spiritual songs." 
 
 2. Another object has been to present in 
 this little volume, those hymns only which 
 possess some lyrical merit in their execution. 
 If the province of lyric poetry is to in- 
 spire and express religious emotion, then 
 no hymn can answer the true purposes of 
 christian worship, that does not possess a 
 
PREFACE. Vll 
 
 peculiar character of its own. Not only 
 its subject, but its execution must be lyric 
 Its language must be simple — its ima- 
 ges striking — its figures unincumbered — 
 its sentences short — its structure free from 
 all ambiguity — and its stanzas, and even 
 lines, express, as far as possible, acomplete 
 idea. Heroics, whether mock or real, 
 can never be sung. The same may be 
 said of every thing which partakes of the 
 character of bombast. A hymn, wheth- 
 er it respects God, ourselves, or our fel- 
 lows, should be the effusion of a full 
 heart, and that heart melted and dis- 
 solved by just such emotions as suit the 
 condition described, or the occasion for 
 which it is intended. 
 
 3. A Hymn ought to possess unity of 
 object. One grand impression ought to 
 be aimed at in such a composition ; and 
 likewise in its performance in singing. 
 It ought to be remembered that Hymns 
 
Vlll PREFACE. 
 
 are divided into stanzas, and that each 
 of these stanzas are generally sung to the 
 same tune. If some regard is not had to 
 this fact in their structure, the object of 
 singing, is, in a great measure, lost: and the 
 moving and melting powers of poetry and 
 music can never be successfully united. 
 Nothing is more common than to find 
 embraced in the same hymn, all the 
 varieties of sentiment and emotion which 
 belong to the entire province of lyric po- 
 etry ; and it not unfrequently happens 
 that the same part of the tune is appro- 
 priated, in one stanza, to words that de- 
 scribe the triumphs of hope, and in anoth- 
 er, to words that describe the agonies of 
 despair. This incongruity is rarely, if 
 ever, witnessed in the composition and 
 performance of secular music ; but it is 
 a matter of ordinary occurrence, in the 
 songs employed in the worship of God. 
 Indeed, many christians and even min- 
 
PREFACE. IX 
 
 isters seem never to have asked them- 
 selves the question whether it is proper 
 to sing of holiness and sin, life and death, 
 Christ and Belial, heaven and hell, in 
 the same strains ! There are but two 
 ways to remedy this evil, — one is, to 
 have all hymns of a complex character 
 set to music adapted to the differ- 
 ent sentiments and emotions, or to re- 
 duce these hymns to greater unity of de- 
 sign. The former course has been ta- 
 ken, in a few instances, by composers 
 of music ; the latter has been adopted 
 in this compilation. 
 
 4> Another object of this little volume, 
 is to furnish hymns, particularly for re- 
 vivals of religion, which shall be free 
 from unscriptural sentiments. It is read- 
 ily admitted that lyric and didactic poet- 
 ry are very different things ; but still 
 every sentiment embodied in a hymn, 
 ought to be the simple and unadultera- 
 
X PREFACE. 
 
 ted truth of the Bible. But is this the 
 fact, in relation to many of the hymns 
 embodied in the popular selections now 
 in use ? Let any reader who believes 
 in the doctrine of total depravity, and 
 who believes that the sinner continues 
 in his rebellion against God, till he yields 
 to the terms of the gospel — examine 
 those hymns which are usually arranged 
 under the general head of Conviction ; 
 and then answer for himself. A large 
 portion of those hymns represent the 
 sinner, when merely arrested by the 
 truth, and under the strivings of the Spir- 
 it, and before conversion, as desiring to love 
 God, and seeking earnestly to find Jesus 
 Christ, and bewailing the calamities 
 rather than the sinfulness of his condition. 
 " Oh ! that I could at last submit ;" " 
 that I could repent." The legiti- 
 mate effect of such sentiments, especial- 
 ly when enforced by the powers of mu- 
 
PEEFACE. XI 
 
 sic, is to lead the sinner to lose sight 
 of his guilt, and thus to destroy his con- 
 victions. Many spurious conversions, 
 may, no doubt, be fairly traced to sing- 
 ing of this character, in times of deep 
 and pungent feeling. 
 
 5. The Hymns, in this collection, are 
 presented in suitable length for singing. 
 Many of them are very short. In some 
 instances, this is the effect of rejecting 
 those stanzas which are destitute of lyric 
 merit ; and in others, of excluding those 
 which destroy unity of purpose or object. 
 Some hymns are reduced, by the appli- 
 cation of these principles, to two and 
 many to three stanzas. But this is no 
 evil. We often need short hymns of a 
 striking character; and particularly for 
 prayer meetings, and at the close of 
 evening lectures. Long hymns and 
 long prayers are death to the spirit of a 
 revival. About four stanzas of Long 
 
Xll PREFACE. 
 
 Metre, and from four to six of Common 
 and Short Metres, may be considered a 
 suitable length for a song of praise in so- 
 cial worship. In metres of a brisker 
 movement, the addition of one or two 
 stanzas more, may not be improper. The 
 same indulgence may be granted in fa- 
 vour of hymns of a peculiar character, and 
 when used on special occasions. But a 
 grand practical principle is — singing must 
 be short, or its effect will be lost. 
 
 6. The Author of this collection has 
 determined, from the beginning, to have 
 it comprise but few hymns. One rea- 
 son, is, a great number is not needed, 
 especially for the purposes which are in- 
 tended to be answered by this volume. 
 A good hymn does not lose its power of 
 exciting interest by its frequent use. In- 
 deed a certain degree of familiarity with 
 its language and structure is almost indis- 
 pensable in order to insure its full effect 
 
PREFACE, Xlll 
 
 in kindling the devotions of a public 
 congregation. The appeal may be made 
 to facts. Witness the effect of singing 
 that Invocation Hymn of Dr. Watts, 
 " Come Holy Spirit," &c. Besides, a 
 large number of good hymns cannot be 
 found in the English language. Let any 
 man examine the largest collections now 
 in use, and he will return from the search 
 under the full conviction that not more 
 than one, or two, or three hundred can 
 be found that possess superior merit. The 
 fact is that where books are in use that 
 contain six or eight hundred hymns, 
 not more than from one to two hundred 
 of these are generally sung. The oth- 
 ers from their great length, their unlyr- 
 ical subjects, their destitution of poetic 
 spirit, their disconnected stanzas, or the 
 occurrence of harsh and unmusical ex- 
 pressions are never used in social wor- 
 ship. If they are occasionally given out 
 
XIV PREFACE. 
 
 by some unskilful leader of a meeting, 
 they are a dead weight upon its devo- 
 tions. They may be read to some good 
 effect, but the spirit of song is not in 
 them. They might occupy an import- 
 ant place in a volume of Religious Po- 
 ems, but in a Hymn Book, they answer no 
 other purpose than to swell its size, aug- 
 ment its price, and perplex the minis- 
 ter who would wish to give out a hymn 
 suited to the occasion, and the entire 
 character of which will tend to inspire 
 pious emotions in the congregation. In 
 all these respects, a great Hymn Book 
 may be pronounced a great evil. 
 
 THE AUTHOR. 
 Troy j March, 1832. 
 
SACRED LYRICS. 
 
 ALARMING. 
 
 1HYMN. 7s, and 6s. 
 The Alarm. 
 
 1 SINNER, stop, 0, stop and think, 
 
 Before you farther go ; 
 Will you sport upon the brink 
 
 Of everlasting wo! 
 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 the bar ; 
 
ALARMING. 
 
 There you'll hear your awful doom, 
 And sink in deep despair ! 
 
 All your sins will round you crowd ; 
 
 You shall mark their crimson die, 
 
 Each for vengeance crying loud, 
 And then, no shelter nigh. 
 
 4J HYMN. S. M. 
 
 *& Preparation for the Judgment. 
 
 1 HOW will the soul endure 
 The terrors of that day, 
 
 When earth and heav'n, before the 
 Judge, 
 Astonish'd flee away ! 
 
 2 But ere that trumpet shakes 
 The mansions of the dead, 
 
 Hark ! from the gospel's cheering sound 
 What joyful tidings spread ! 
 
 3 Ye sinners, seek his grace ; 
 His wrath ye cannot bear ; 
 
 Fly to the shelter of his cross, 
 And find salvation there. 
 
 4 So shall that curse remove, 
 By which the Saviour bled ; 
 
 And the last awful day shall pour 
 His blessings on your head. 
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ALARMING. 
 
 3 HYMN, L. M. 
 
 Address to Sinners. 
 
 1 SINNER, why so thoughtless 
 
 grown ? 
 
 Why in such fearful haste to die ? 
 
 Why speed thy flight to worlds un- 
 known, 
 
 Regardless of thy destiny ? 
 
 2 Wilt thou defy the wrath of God, 
 Led on by sin's delusive dreams ? 
 Madly despise the Saviour's blood, 
 And force thy passage to the flames r 
 
 3 Sinner, lift thy thoughts above, 
 And hear the Lord of life unfold 
 The glories of his dying love — 
 For ever telling, yet untold ! 
 
 4 HYMN. 7s. 
 
 The sinner warned. 
 
 1 HASTE, sinner, to be wise, 
 Stay not for the morrow's sun ; 
 Wisdom warns thee from the skies, 
 All the paths of death to shun. 
 
 2 Haste ! and mercy now implore ; 
 Stay not for the morrow's sun ; 
 Thy probation may be o'er, 
 
 Ere this evening's work is done. 
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ALARMING. 
 
 3 Haste, while yet thou canst be blest ; 
 Stay not for the morrow's sun ; 
 Death may e'en thy soul arrest 
 Ere the morrow is begun. 
 
 5 HYMN. lis. 
 
 11 To-day if ye will hear his voice.' 1 
 
 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 purchas'd, salvation is 
 free. 
 
 2 Delay not, delay not, why longer abuse 
 The love and compassion of Jesus thy 
 
 God; 
 
 A fountain is open'd, how canst thou re- 
 fuse 
 
 To wash and be cleans'd in his pardon- 
 ing blood ! 
 
 3 Delay not, delay not, sinner to come, 
 For mercy still lingers and calls thee 
 
 to-day ; 
 Her voice is not heard in the vale of 
 the tomb ; 
 
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ALARMING. 
 
 Her message, unheeded, will soon pass 
 away. 
 
 4 Delay not, delay not, the Spirit of 
 
 grace, 
 Long griev'd and resisted, may take 
 
 its sad flight ; 
 And leave thee in darkness to finish 
 
 thy race, 
 To sink in the vale of eternity's night. 
 
 5 Delay not, delay not, the hour is at 
 
 hand — 
 
 The earth shall dissolve and the heav- 
 ens shall fade ; 
 
 The dead, small and great, in the 
 judgment shall stand ; 
 
 What power then, sinner, shall lend 
 thee its aid ? 
 
 H HYMN. C. M. 
 
 ^* Exhortation to Repentance. 
 
 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 
 
 Overlooks the crimes of men ; 
 
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ALARMING. 
 
 His heralds now are sent abroad 
 To warn the world of sin. 
 
 3 O sinners, in his presence bow, 
 
 And all your guilt confess ; 
 Accept the offer'd Saviour now, 
 Nor trifle with his grace. 
 
 4 Soon will the awful trumpet sound 
 
 And call you to his bar ; 
 His mercy knows th' appointed bound, 
 And yields to justice there. 
 
 iy HYMN. 7s. 
 
 ® Sinner, prepare to meet thy God. 
 
 1 SINNER, art thou still secure ? 
 Wilt thou still refuse to pray ? 
 Can thy heart or hands endure 
 In the Lord's avenging day ! 
 
 2 See, his mighty arm is bare, 
 Awful terrors clothe his brow ! 
 For his judgment now prepare, 
 Thou must either break or bow. 
 
 3 Who his coming may abide ? 
 You that glory in your shame, 
 Cannot find a place to hide, 
 When the world is wrapt in flame. 
 
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ALARMING. 
 
 8 HYMN. 8s. 7s. and 4a. 
 
 The voice of mercy. 
 
 1 HEAR, sinner — mercy hails you ; 
 
 Now with sweetest voice she calls ; 
 Bids you haste to seek the Saviour, 
 Ere the hand of justice falls ; 
 
 Hear, O sinner, 
 'Tis the voice of mercy calls. 
 
 2 See ! the storm of vengeance gather- 
 
 ing 
 O'er the path you dare to tread ; 
 Hark ! the awful thunder rolling 
 Loud and louder o'er your head ; — 
 
 Turn, sinner, 
 Lest the lightning strike you dead. 
 
 3 Haste, sinner, to the Saviour ; 
 
 Seek his mercy while you may ; 
 Soon the day of grace is over ; 
 Soon your life will pass away ; 
 
 Haste, sinner, 
 You must perish if you stay. 
 
 9 HYMN. C. M, 
 
 Expostulation. 
 
 1 YE, who despise the Saviour's grace, 
 And scorn his gospel, here, 
 21 
 
ALARMING. 
 
 How can you meet his angry face, 
 Or at his bar appear ? 
 
 2 When ev'ry earthly hope shall fail, 
 
 When storms of wrath are nigh ; 
 How will your souls affrighted quail 
 Beneath his burning eye ! 
 
 3 Why will you madly rush on death, 
 
 And force your way to wo ? 
 Why tempt the God, that holds your 
 breath, 
 To strike the fatal blow. 
 
 4 Turn, guilty sinners, quickly turn ; 
 
 Oh, come to Jesus now ! 
 Ere the fierce flames around you burn, 
 To your Redeemer bow. 
 
 1 ft HYMN. S. P. M. 
 
 ■"■ ^-r The end of the xoicked. 
 
 1 Thou hears't, omniscient Lord, 
 Each curse and idle word, 
 
 Of men that scoff with lips profane ; 
 And when the hand of death, 
 Shall stop their impious breath, 
 
 Their souls shall seek for peace in 
 vain. 
 
 2 Then shall the Judge deride 
 Their malice and their pride 
 
 22 
 
ALARMING. 
 
 And crush them with an iron rod ; 
 In vain shall fall their tears, 
 In vain ascend their prayers, 
 
 And they shall fear th' avenging God 3 
 
 3 Oh, how will sinners need 
 An advocate to plead, 
 
 Accepted at thine awful throne ! 
 How, in that solemn hour, 
 Would faith's transcendent power 
 
 Outweigh all things beneath the sun- 
 
 4 Yet save their souls, Lord ; 
 Subdue them by thy word, 
 
 Though all their pow'rs oppose thy 
 reign; 
 Now may thy foes submit, 
 And bow beneath thy feet, 
 
 Nor let them read thy wrath in vain, 
 
 11 
 
 HYMN. 7s, 5s, and 4s. 
 Destruction of Sodom. 
 
 HASTE thee, sinner, haste away, 
 
 Vengeance is at hand ! 
 
 From destruction quickly flee, 
 
 Flee at God's command ! 
 
 No more inquire. 
 
 Lo ! the city's doom is seal'd ; 
 
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 ALARMING. 
 
 Wrath from heav'n shall be reveal'd 
 
 In liquid fire ! 
 Haste thee, sinner, haste away 
 From the o'erwhelming rain ! 
 Break at once thy long delay, 
 Stay not in the plain ! 
 In threat'ning form, 
 See the clouds above thy head, 
 All around their folds are spread ; 
 flee the storm ! 
 Haste thee, sinner, haste away, 
 
 Ere the tempest falls ! 
 Now the warning voice obey, 
 While the Spirit calls : 
 
 For refuge fly ! 
 In the fate of Sodom see, 
 What may quickly come to thee : 
 Why wilt thou die ? 
 Haste thee, sinner, haste away, 
 
 While 'tis mercy's hour ; 
 Harden not thy heart to-day, 
 Through the tempter's power ; 
 O turn and live ; 
 Jesus is the hiding place, 
 Flee to him, and trust his grace ; 
 He will forgive. 
 24 
 
CONVICTION. 
 
 ^ r* HYMN. 4s and 6s. 
 
 JL /& " The accepted time" 
 
 1 CONVINCED of sin, 
 O now begin 
 
 To call upon the Lord ; 
 
 Relent and pray, 
 
 And mourn the day 
 In which you scorn'd his word. 
 
 2 While converts sing 
 And bless their King, 
 
 And praise th' incarnate Word- 
 
 now submit 
 
 At Jesus feet, 
 And own the Sovereign Lord. 
 
 3 Now is the time 
 To come to him 
 
 Who died that you might live : 
 
 Resist no more 
 
 The Spirit's pow'r, 
 No more yourselves deceive. 
 
 4 O sovereign Lord 
 Now speak the word, 
 
 b 25 
 
CONVICTION. 
 
 And pierce each stubborn soul ; 
 
 Yet as they bleed 
 
 Let love succeed, 
 And make the wounded whole. 
 
 -g Q HYMN. S. M. 
 
 &€» "What shall I dor 
 
 1 MY former hopes are lied, 
 
 My tenor now begins ; 
 My guilty soul, alas, is " dead 
 In trespasses and sins." 
 
 2 Ah, whither shall I fly, 
 
 Or seek for mercy's door ? 
 The law proclaims destruction nigh, 
 And justice arm'd with pow'r. 
 
 3 When I review my ways, 
 
 I dread th' impending doom ; 
 While yet some friendly whisper says 
 " Flee from the wrath to come." 
 
 4 that I now might see 
 
 Some glimm'ring from afar, 
 Some beam of hope to dawn on me, 
 And save me from despair. 
 
 Tl A HYMN. 7s. and 6s. 
 
 A Hk: Whither shall I go ? 
 
 1 CONSCIOUS of my ruin'd state, 
 Ah ! whither shall I go ? 
 26 
 
CONVICTION. 
 
 All within is desolate, 
 
 While all without is woe : 
 
 If to heav'n I turn my eye, 
 
 There a frowning Judge appears ; 
 
 If to Jesus then I cry, 
 No advocate appears. 
 
 2 Oft have I the Spirit griev'd, 
 
 So kindly sent to me ; 
 And that word have disbeliev'd 
 
 That would have set me free ; 
 All the blessings God has giv'n, 
 All the warnings he has sent, 
 Have not led my soul to heav'n, 
 
 Or caus'd me to relent. 
 
 3 Guilty soul, what wilt thou do ? 
 
 Polluted still thou art ; 
 God is faithful, just and true, 
 
 But thou art vile in heart : 
 Yield thee now, no more repine ; 
 Own the justice of thy doom : 
 To the Lord, thyself resign, 
 
 And see — " there yet is room." 
 
 | PL HYMN. 7s. and 6s. 
 
 JL S-P Tn e Sinner disquieted. 
 
 1 WHY sinks my soul desponding ? 
 Why fill my eyes with tears ; 
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CONVICTION. 
 
 While nature still abounding 
 
 The smile of beauty wears ? 
 Why burden'd now with sorrow, 
 
 Is ev'ry lab 'ring thought ? 
 Each vision that I borrow, 
 
 With gloom and sadness fraught ? 
 The pleasures that deceived me, 
 
 My soul no more can charm ; 
 Of rest, they oft bereav'd me, 
 
 And fill'd me with alarm ; 
 The objects I have cherish'd, 
 
 Are empty as the wind ; 
 My earthly joys have perish'd, 
 
 What comfort shall I find ? 
 If inward still inquiring, 
 
 I turn my searching eye, 
 Or upward now aspiring, 
 
 I raise my feeble cry, 
 No heavenly light is beaming, 
 
 To cheer my troubled breast ; 
 No ray of comfort gleaming 
 
 To give my spirit rest. 
 My soul, from this dread anguish 
 
 Is there no refuge nigh ? 
 'Tis guilt that makes thee languish, 
 
 And leaves thee thus to die : 
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CONVICTION. 
 
 Renounce thy sin and folly 
 Before the throne of grace ; 
 
 And make the Lord most holy, 
 Thy strength and righteousness. 
 
 lil HYMN. C. M. 
 
 JL vlW ji] le Sinner- convicted by the Law. 
 
 1 LORD, how secure my conscience 
 
 was, 
 And felt no inward dread ; 
 I was alive without the law, 
 
 And thought my sins were dead. 
 
 2 My hopes of heav'n were firm and 
 
 bright 
 Till the commandment came, 
 And brought me by its pow'r and light 
 To see how vile I am. 
 
 3 My soul now feels the heavy load, 
 
 My sins revive again ; 
 I have provok'd a dreadful God, 
 And all my hopes are slain. 
 
 4 My God, I'll cry with ev'ry breath, 
 
 For some kind pow'r to save ; 
 To break the yoke of sin and death, 
 And thus redeem the slave. 
 
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INVITING. 
 
 1 W HYMN. C. M. 
 
 -**■ • Tlie Saviour's Invitation. 
 
 1 THE Saviour calls — let every ear 
 
 Attend the heav'nly sound ; 
 Ye doubting souls, dismiss your fear, 
 Hope smiles reviving round. 
 
 2 For ev'ry thirsty, longing heart, 
 
 Here streams of bounty flow, 
 And life, and health, and bliss impart, 
 To banish mortal wo. 
 
 3 Ye sinners, come, 'tis mercy's voice ; 
 
 The gracious call obey ; 
 Mercy invites to heav'nly 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. 
 
 1^ HYMN. L. M. 
 
 C " Come unto me." 
 
 1 COME, weary souls, with sins distrest, 
 Come, and accept the promis'd rest ; 
 The Saviour's gracious call obey, 
 And cast your gloomy fears away. 
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INVITING, 
 
 Here mercy's boundless ocean flows, 
 To cleanse your guilt and heal your 
 
 woes ; 
 Pardon and life, and endless peace ; 
 How rich the gift, how free the grace ! 
 3 Lord, we accept, with thankful heart, 
 The hope thy gracious words impart ; 
 We come with trembling, yet rejoice, 
 And bless the kind inviting voice. 
 
 t€h HYMN. C. M. 
 
 •^ Invitation of the Gospel. 
 
 1 LET ev'ry mortal ear attend, 
 
 And ev'ry heart rejoice ! 
 The trumpet of the gospel sounds, 
 With an inviting voice. 
 
 2 Ho ! all ye hungry, starving souls, 
 
 Who feed upon the wind, 
 And vainly strive, with earthly toys, 
 To fill an empty mind : 
 
 3 Eternal wisdom has prepar'd 
 
 A soul reviving feast, 
 And bids your longing appetites 
 The rich provision taste. 
 & Ho ! ye that pant for living streams 
 And pine away and die ; 
 31 
 
INVITING. 
 
 Here you may quench your raging thirst 
 With springs that never dry. 
 
 &£% HYMN. L. M. 
 
 -^^-^ Christ' 's Invitation to Sinners. 
 
 1 ' COME hither, all ye weary souls, ; 
 Ye heavy laden sinners, come ; 
 
 I'll give you rest from all your toils, 
 And raise you to my heav'nly home. 
 
 2 Bless'd is the man, whose shoulders 
 
 take 
 My yoke, and bear it with delight ; 
 My yoke is easy to his neck, 
 My grace shall make the burden light.' 
 
 3 Jesus, we come at thy command, 
 With faith, and hope, and humble zeal; 
 Resign our spirits to thy hand, 
 
 To mould and guide us at thy will. 
 
 ££1 HYMN. C. M. 
 
 s&M. The Resolve. 
 
 1 COME, trembling sinner, in whose 
 breast, 
 A thousand thoughts revolve ; 
 Come, with your guilt and fear op- 
 press'd, 
 And make this last resolve : 
 32 
 
INVITING. 
 
 2 a I'll go to Jesus, though my sin 
 
 " Hath like a mountain rose ; 
 u I'll seek his courts, and enter in, 
 " Whatever may oppose. 
 
 3 " Prostrate I'll fall before his throne, 
 
 a And there my guilt confess ; 
 u I'll tell him, I'm a wretch undone, 
 "Without his sovereign grace. 
 
 4 " Perhaps he will admit my plea, 
 
 " Perhaps will hear my pray'r ; 
 " But, if I perish, I will pray, 
 " And perish only there. 
 
 5 "I can but perish if I go, 
 
 " I am resolv'd to try ; 
 
 " For if I stay away, I know 
 
 " I must for ever die." 
 
 £>£> HYMN. L. M. 
 
 &~ Living Waters. 
 
 1 HO ! every one that thirsts, draw nigh, 
 'Tis God invites the fallen race ; 
 Mercy and free salvation buy, 
 
 Buy wine and milk, and gospel grace. 
 
 2 Come to the living waters, come ! 
 Sinners, obey your Maker's voice : 
 Return, ye weary wand'rers, home, 
 And in redeeming love rejoice. 
 
 b* 33 
 
INVITING. 
 
 £>Q> HYMN. L. M. 
 
 <*"*& The day of Grace. 
 
 1 WHILE life prolongs its precious light, 
 Mercy is found and peace is giv'n ; 
 But soon, ah soon ! approaching night 
 Shall blot out ev'ry hope of heav'n. 
 
 2 While God invites, how blest the day ! 
 How sweet the gospel's charming 
 
 sound ! 
 * Come, sinners, haste, Oh, haste 
 
 away, 
 While yet a pard'ning God he's 
 found. ' 
 
 3 ' Soon, borne on time's most rapid wing 
 Shall death command you to the grave, 
 Before his bar your spirits bring, 
 And none be found to hear, or save.' 
 
 4 i In that lone land of deep despair, 
 No sabbath's heav'nly light shall rise ; 
 No God regard your bitter pray'r, 
 Nor Saviour call you to the skies.' 
 
 £> A HYMN. 8.5, and 7s. 
 
 S® ra: A Fountain set open. 
 
 1 COME to Calv'ry's holy mountain, 
 Sinners ruin'd by the fall; 
 
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LNVITING. 
 
 Here a pure and healing fountain 
 Flows to you — to me — to all, 
 In a full perpetual tide, 
 Open'd when the Saviour died. 
 
 2 Come, in sorrow and contrition, 
 
 Wounded, impotent and blind, 
 Here the guilty, free remission, 
 Here the troubled, peace may find ; 
 Health, this fountain will restore ; 
 He that drinks shall thirst no more. 
 
 3 He that drinks shall live forever ; 
 
 'Tis a soul-reviving flood : 
 God is faithful — God will never 
 Break his covenant in blood ; 
 Sign'd, when our Redeemer died, 
 Seal'd, when he was glorified. 
 
 b^^k HYMN. 7s. 
 
 ^^Jr Come and icelcome. 
 
 1 FROM the cross uplifted high, 
 Where the Saviour deigns to die, 
 What melodious sounds we hear, 
 Bursting on the ravish'd ear : 
 
 4 Love's redeeming work is done, 
 Come and welcome, sinner, come.' 
 
 2 Sprinkled now with blood the throne, 
 Why beneath thy burdens groan ? 
 
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INVITING. 
 
 On my pierced body laid, 
 Justice owns the ransom paid : 
 Bow the knee, and kiss the Son, 
 ' Come and welcome, sinner, come.' 
 3 Soon the days of life shall end, 
 Lo, I come your Saviour, Friend, 
 Safe your spirits to convey 
 To the realms of endless day ; 
 Up to my eternal home, 
 ' Come and welcome, sinner, come.' 
 
 Of) HYMN. 8s and 7s. 
 
 s&\j* False and true Pleasure. 
 
 1 TELL me, wand'rer, wildly roving 
 
 From the path that leads to peace ; 
 Pleasure's false enchantment loving — 
 
 When will thy delusion cease ? 
 Once, like thee, by joys surrounded, 
 
 I could kneel at pleasure's shrine ; 
 Then my brightest hopes were bound- 
 ed 
 
 By delights as false as thine. 
 
 2 But those visions never bless'd me; 
 
 Soon their fleeting day was o'er, 
 Then the world that had caress'd me, 
 Charm'd me with its smiles no 
 more. 
 
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INVITING. 
 
 Such is pleasure's transient story : 
 Lasting happiness is known 
 
 Only in the path to glory — 
 In the Saviour's love alone. 
 
 &&[ HYMN. C. M. 
 
 '"•' " Accepting Mercy. 
 
 1 THERE is a voice of sovereign grace 
 
 Sounds from the sacred word ; 
 " Ho ! ye despairing sinners, come, 
 And trust upon the Lord." 
 
 2 My soul obeys th' almighty call, 
 
 And runs to this relief; 
 I would believe thy promise, Lord, 
 Oh ! help my unbelief. 
 
 3 To the dear fountain of thy blood, 
 
 Incarnate God, I fly ; 
 Here let me wash my spotted soul 
 From stains of deepest die. 
 
 4 A guilty, lost, and helpless worm, 
 
 On thy kind arms I fall ; 
 
 Be thou my strength, my only trust, 
 
 My Jesus, and my all. 
 
 6>& HYMN. 8s, 6s and 4s. 
 
 ,-wCj? u 77^ Spirit and the Bride say come." 
 
 1 RETURN, wand'rer, to thy home, 
 The Father calls for thee ; 
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INVITING. 
 
 No longer now an exile roam, 
 In guilt and misery ; 
 Return, return ! 
 
 2 Return, O wand'rer, to thy home, 
 
 'Tis Jesus calls for thee ; 
 The Spirit and the bride say — come ; 
 O, now for refuge flee : 
 Return, return ! 
 
 3 Return, O wand'rer, to thy home, 
 
 'Tis madness to delay ; 
 There are no pardons in the tomb, 
 And brief is mercy's day : 
 Return, return ! 
 
 AQ HYMN. C. M. 
 
 s&sjt " And yet there is room.''' 1 
 
 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 bleeding heart ; 
 
 There love and pity meet ; 
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INVITING?. 
 
 Nor will he bid the soul depart. 
 That trembles at his feet. 
 4 come, and with his children, taste 
 The blessings of his love ; 
 
 While hope attends the sweet repast 
 Of nobler joys above. 
 
 §»f| HYMN. C. M. 
 
 ^J^M^ " Whosoever will, let him CGtne." 
 
 1 WHAT amazing words of grace 
 
 Are in the gospel found ! 
 Suited to ev'ry sinner's case, 
 Who hears the joyful sound. 
 
 2 Come, then, with all your wants and 
 
 wounds, 
 Your ev'ry burden bring ; 
 Here love, unchanging love abounds, 
 A deep celestial spring. 
 
 8 This spring with living water flows, 
 And heav'nly joy imparts ; 
 Come, thirsty souls, your wants 
 disclose, 
 And drink with thankful hearts. 
 
 HYMN. C. M. 
 
 Expostulation icith Sinners, 
 
 SINNERS, the voice of God regard J 
 'Tis mercy speaks to-day ; 
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 SI 
 
INVITING. 
 
 He calls you by his gracious word, 
 From sin's destructive way. 
 
 2 Your road is dark, and leads to hell ! 
 
 And will you onward go ? 
 Can you in endless burnings dwell, 
 Or bear eternal wo ? 
 
 3 Bow to the sceptre of his word, 
 
 Renouncing every sin ; 
 Submit to him, your sovereign Lord, 
 And learn his will divine. 
 
 4 His love exceeds your highest thoughts, 
 
 He pardons like a God ; 
 He will forgive your num'rous faults, 
 Through Christ's atoning blood. 
 
 VtQ. HYMN. C. M. 
 
 *-* / ^*' Turn and UvCs 
 
 1 RETURN, wand'rer, now return, 
 
 And seek thy Father's face ; 
 Those new desires that in thee burn, 
 Were kindled by his grace. 
 
 2 Return, wand'rer, now return, 
 
 Thy Saviour bids thee live ; 
 Go to his feet, and grateful learn 
 How freely he'll forgive. 
 
 3 Return, wand'rer, now return, 
 
 And wipe the falling tear ; 
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INVITING. 
 
 Thy Father calls — no longer mourn 
 
 *Tis love invites thee near. 
 
 OO HYMN. 8s, 7s and 4s. 
 
 ^P^9 Invitation to Sinners. 
 
 1 COME, ye sinners, heavy laden, 
 
 Lost and ruin'd by the fall, 
 If you wait till you are better, 
 You will never come at all. 
 
 Sinners only, 
 Christ the Saviour came to call. 
 
 2 Let no sense of guilt prevent you, 
 
 Nor of fitness fondly dream ; 
 All the fitness he requireth, 
 Is to feel your need of him. 
 
 He will give you 
 His blest Spirit's rising beam. 
 
 3 Agonizing in the garden, 
 
 Lo ! your Saviour prostrate lies ; 
 On the bloody tree behold him, 
 There he groans, and bleeds, and 
 dies : 
 " It is finish'd j" 
 Heav'n accepts the sacrifice. 
 
 4 Lo ! th' incarnate God ascending, 
 
 Pleads the merit of his blood ; 
 Venture on him, venture wholly, 
 I^et no other trust intrude : 
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INVITING. 
 
 None but Jesus 
 Can do helpless sinners good. 
 
 *1LJL HYMN. C. M. 
 
 *3 *A »< Behold I stand at the door." 
 
 1 AND will the Lord thus condescend 
 
 To visit sinful worms ? 
 Thus at the door shall mercy stand 
 In all her winning forms ? 
 
 2 Shall Jesus for admittance plead, 
 
 His charming voice unheard ? 
 And this vile heart for which he bled, 
 Remain for ever barr'd ? 
 
 3 'Tis, sin, alas, with tyrant pow'r, 
 
 The lodging has possess'd ; 
 And crowds of traitors bar the door 
 Against the heav'nly guest. 
 
 4 Ye vile seducers ! hence depart ; 
 
 Dear Saviour, enter in, 
 0, guard the passage to my heart, 
 And keep out every sin* 
 
 C|^ HYMN. L. M. 
 
 «J>*J?" Behold, I stand at the door, and knocks 
 
 1 BEHOLD a stranger at the door, 
 Who gently knocks in mercy's hour ; 
 In lovely attitude he stands, 
 With melting heart and bleeding 
 hands. 
 
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INVITING. 
 
 2 The Friend of sinners ? — yes, 'tis he, 
 With garments dyed on Calvary ; 
 Rise, touched with gratitude divine* 
 And let the heav'nly stranger in. 
 
 3 Oh ! then, his fulness thou shalt see, 
 And " sup with him and he with- thee;" 
 Refusing still, the hour's at hand, 
 You'll at his door rejected stand. 
 
 •j5/f* 8s, 7s and 4s. 
 
 C£0 « Glad t { dings » 
 
 1 SINNERS, will you scorn the mes- 
 
 sage 
 Coming from the courts above ? 
 Mercy beams in ev'ry passage ; 
 Ev'ry line is full of love ; 
 
 believe it, 
 Ev'ry line is full of love. 
 
 2 Now, the heralds of salvation, 
 
 Joyful news aloud proclaim : 
 Sinners freed from condemnation, 
 Through the all-atoning Lamb ! 
 
 Life receiving 
 Through the all-atoning Lamb. 
 
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PENITENTIAL. 
 
 OW" HYMN. C. M. 
 
 ** • Contrition. 
 
 1 THOU, whose tender mercy hears 
 
 Contrition's humble sigh ; 
 Whose hand, indulgent, wipes the 
 tears 
 From sorrow's weeping eye : — 
 
 2 See, low before thy throne of grace, 
 
 A wretched wand'rer mourn ; 
 Hast thou not bid me seek thy face ? 
 Hast thou not said — " Return ?" 
 
 3 And shall my guilty fears prevail 
 
 To drive me from thy feet? 
 Oh, let not this dear refuge fail, 
 This only safe retreat. 
 
 4 Oh, shine on this benighted heart, 
 
 With beams of mercy shine ; 
 
 And let thy healing voice impart 
 
 A taste of joys divine. 
 
 O&i HYMN. C. M. 
 
 t^ C^ Submissio?i. 
 
 1 ALAS ! and did my Saviour bleed, 
 And did my Sovereign die ? 
 Did he devote that sacred head 
 For such a worm as I ? 
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PENITENTIAL. 
 
 2 Well might the sun in darkness hide, 
 
 And shut his glories in, 
 When Jesus, the Redeemer, died 
 To save his foes from sin. 
 
 3 Thus might I hide my blushing face, 
 
 While his dear cross appears ; 
 Dissolve, my heart, in thankfulness, 
 And melt, my eyes, to tears. 
 
 4 But floods of tears can ne'er repay 
 
 The debt of love I owe ; 
 Here, Lord, I give myself away — 
 'Tis all that I can do. 
 
 DA HYMN. C. M. 
 
 *■& *^ Penitence and Hopei 
 
 1 DEAR Saviour, when jny thoughts 
 
 recall 
 The wonders of thy grace, 
 Low at thy feet ash am 'd I fall, 
 And hide this wretched face. 
 
 2 Oh, while I breathe to thee, my Lord, 
 
 The penitential sigh, 
 Confirm the kind forgiving word, 
 With pity in thine eye. 
 
 3 Then shall the mourner at thy feet 
 
 Rejoice to seek thy face ; 
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PENITENTIAL. 
 
 And grateful, own how kind, how 
 sweet, 
 Thy condescending grace. 
 
 Afk ' HYMN. 7s. 
 
 '-jet'vjr Repentance at the Cross. 
 
 1 HEARTS of stone, relent, relent ; 
 Break, by Jesus' cross subdu'd ; 
 See his body, mangled, rent, 
 Cover'd with a gore of blood ; 
 Sinful soul, what hast thou done ? 
 Crucifi'd God's only Son. 
 
 2 Yes, thy sins have done the deed, 
 Driv'n the nails that fix'd him there ; 
 Crown'd with thorns his sacred head, 
 Pierc'd him with the bloody spear ; 
 Made his soul a sacrifice, 
 
 While for sinful man he dies. 
 
 3 Wilt thou let him bleed in vain, 
 
 Still to death thy Lord pursue, 
 
 Open all his wounds again, 
 
 And the shameful cross renew ? 
 
 No : with all my sins I'll part, 
 
 Break, break, my bleeding heart- 
 
 ^1 HYMN. L. P. M. 
 
 4S: H Supplication. 
 
 1 FATHER of mercies, God oflove ! 
 Oh, hear an humble suppliant's cry ; 
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PENITENTIAL, 
 
 Bend from thy lofty seat above, 
 Thy throne of glorious majesty ; 
 Oh deign to hear my mournful voice, 
 And bid my drooping heart rejoice. 
 
 2 I urge no merits of my own, 
 
 No worth to claim thy gracious 
 
 smile ; 
 ^No — when I bow before thy throne, 
 Dare to converse with God awhile, 
 Thy name, blest Jesus, is my plea, 
 Dearest and sweetest name to me ! 
 
 3 Father of mercies, God of love ! 
 Then hear thy humble suppliant's 
 
 Bend from thy lofty seat above, 
 Thy throne of glorious majesty ; 
 One pard'ning word can make me 
 
 whole, 
 And soothe the anguish of my soul. 
 
 J5 £> HYMN. 7s. 
 
 rm:/& Confession and Entreaty. 
 
 1 SOVEREIGN Ruler, Lord of all, 
 Prostrate at thy feet I fall ; 
 Hear, oh, hear my earnest cry, 
 
 Frown not, lest I faint and die. 
 
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PENITENTIAL. 
 
 2 Vilest of the sons of men, 
 Chief of sinners I have been ; 
 Oft abus'd thee to thy face, 
 Trampled on thy richest grace. 
 
 3 Justly might thy vengeful dart 
 Pierce this bleeding, broken heart ; 
 Justly might thine angry breath 
 Blast me in eternal death. 
 
 4 But with thee there's mercy found, 
 Balm to heal my every wound ; 
 Soothe, oh, soothe the troubled breast, 
 Give the weary wand'rer, rest. 
 
 iO HYMN. C. M- 
 
 ^* *-* Penitence. 
 
 1 PROSTRATE, dear Jesus, at thy feet. 
 
 A guilty rebel lies ; 
 And upwards to thy mercy seat 
 Presumes to lift his eyes. 
 
 2 Let not thy justice frown me hence ; 
 
 Oh ! stay the vengeful storm : 
 Forbid it, that Omnipotence 
 Should crush a feeble worm. 
 
 3 If tears of sorrow could suffice 
 
 To pay the debt I owe, 
 
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PENITENTIAL. 
 
 Tears should from both my weeping 
 eyes, 
 In ceaseless currents flow. 
 4 But no such sacrifice I plead 
 To expiate my guilt ; 
 No tears, but those which thou hast 
 shed, 
 No blood, but thou hast spilt. 
 
 A. A. HYMN. H. M. 
 
 tc^* Prayer for Pardon. 
 
 1 GREAT God, to thee I make 
 My sins and sorrows known ; 
 And with a trembling heart, 
 Approach thine awful throne ; 
 
 Oh ! let thine ear 
 Of grace and love, 
 In heav'n above, 
 A sinner hear ! 
 
 2 thou, who by a word 
 My drooping soul canst cheer, 
 And by thy Spirit form 
 Thy glorious image there — 
 
 My fears dispel, 
 Thy grace impart, 
 Subdue my heart 
 And save from hell, 
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PENITENTIAL. 
 
 3 While conscience thunders loud, 
 To thee alone I fly, 
 Fall down before thy face, 
 : And there for mercy cry : 
 One gracious word 
 Can cheer my soul, 
 And make me whole, 
 My dearest Lord ! 
 
 A RL HYMN. C. M. 
 
 ^*r*J^ Repentance at the Cross. 
 
 1 OH, if my heart were strung for wo, 
 
 How would I vent my sighs ! 
 
 Repentance should like rivers flow 
 
 From both my streaming eyes. 
 
 2 'Twas for my sins, my dearest Lord 
 
 Hung on the cursed tree, 
 And groan'd away a dying life 
 For thee, my soul, for thee. 
 
 3 0, how I hate those sins of mine 
 
 That shed the Saviour's blood ; 
 That pierc'd and nail'd his sacred flesh 
 Fast to the fatal wood. 
 
 4 Whilst with a melting broken heart, 
 
 My murder'd Lord I view, 
 I here renounce my darling sins, 
 And slay the murd'rers too. 
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PENITENTIAL. 
 
 A £* HYMN. 8d and 6s. 
 
 *x\9 Prayer for pardoning mercy* 
 
 1 JESUS, incarnate son of God, 
 
 Now hear us from on high ; 
 Oh, seal our pardon by thy blood, 
 
 To thee, to thee we cry : 
 Our prostrate souls no merit claim ; 
 We plead thine all-prevailing name. 
 
 2 Thy law is holy just and good, 
 
 Wakens our guilt and fear ; 
 And sin has risen like a flood, 
 
 To whelm us in despair : 
 Guilty we fall before thy throne, 
 Thou, Lord, art righteous, thou alone. 
 
 3 Ruin'd, and all defil'd with sin, 
 
 Our souls would turn and live ; 
 Lord, if thou wilt, now make us clean, 
 
 And all our sins forgive : 
 Thy righteousness, thy bleeding love. 
 Can ev'ry stain of guilt remove. 
 
 Mm HYMN. L. M. 
 
 '^"k • A broken and a contrite Heart. 
 
 I SHOW pity, Lord, Lord, forgive ; 
 Let a repenting rebel live ; 
 Are not thy mercies large and free ? 
 May not a sinner trust in thee ? 
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PENITENTIAL 
 
 2 wash my soul from every sin, 
 And make my guilty conscience clean 
 Here on my heart the burden lies, 
 And past offences pain mine eyes. 
 
 3 My lips with shame my sins confess, 
 Against thy law, against thy grace ; 
 Lord, should thy judgment grow se- 
 vere, 
 
 I am condemn'd, but thou art clear. 
 
 4 Yet save a trembling sinner, Lord, 
 Whose hope, still hov'ring round th}i 
 
 word, 
 Would light on some sweet promise 
 
 there, 
 Some sure support against despair. 
 
 A £j HYMN. C. M. 
 
 rJbC5 "Mine eye moumeth." 
 
 1 GOD of my salvation, hear ! 
 
 My daily cry attend ! 
 When shall I triumph o'er the grave. 
 And when my sorrows end ? 
 
 2 Each day, a mourner from my youth, 
 
 My tears in anguish fall : 
 No feeling heart partakes my pain, 
 No ear attends my call. 
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PENITENTIAL. 
 
 To thee, each morn I raise my cry; 
 
 Thy suppliant hear and save ! 
 Oh, let me see thy smiling face, 
 
 Oh, bring me from the grave. 
 ■[ I'll lift my hands, I'll raise my eyes, 
 
 For thy salvation, Lord ; 
 Thy hand shall save me from my foes, 
 
 And well fulfil thy word. 
 
 J[€| HYMN. C. M. 
 
 ^SL tJ' " I am afflicted and ready to <f«-." 
 
 [1 STRETCH'Donthe bed of grief, 
 
 In silence long I lay ; 
 i For sore disease and wasting pain, 
 
 Had worn my strength away. 
 
 2 How mourn'd my sinking soul 
 
 The Sabbath's hours divine ; 
 The day of grace, that precious day, 
 Consum'd in sense and sin. 
 
 3 Then to the Lord I pray'd, 
 
 And rais'd a bitter cry ; 
 ' Hear me, God, and save my soul, 
 Lest I for ever die.' 
 
 4 Ye sinners, fear the Lord, 
 
 While yet 'tis call'd to-day ; 
 Soon will the awful voice of death, 
 Command your souls away. 
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PENITENTIAL. 
 
 £C^k HYMN. C. M. 
 
 O'xJ' Pleading for Mercy. 
 
 1 LORD, at thy feet, we sinners lie, 
 
 And knock at mercy's door ; 
 With bleeding heart, and downcast 
 eye, 
 Thy favour we implore. 
 
 2 'Tis mercy, mercy now we plead ; 
 
 Let thy compassion move ; 
 Mercy that led thee once to bleed, 
 In tenderness and love. 
 
 3 In mercy now, for Jesus' sake, 
 
 Lord, our sins forgive ; 
 Thy grace our stubborn hearts can 
 break, 
 And breaking, bid us live. 
 
 CONVERSION. 
 
 Jt-| HYMN. 8s. and 6s. 
 
 ^F -EL " Ye must be born again/* 
 
 1 AWAK'D by Sinai's awful sound, 
 My soul in bonds of guilt I found, 
 
 And knew not where to go : 
 One solemn truth increas'd my pain, 
 The sinner " must be born again," 
 Or sink to endless wo. 
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CONVERSION. 
 
 2 How did the law its thunders roll, 
 While guilt lay heavy on my soul, 
 
 A vast oppressive load ! 
 All human aid I saw was vain ; 
 The sinner "must be born again," 
 
 Or drink the wrath of God. 
 
 3 I heard the saints with rapture tell 
 How Jesus conquer'd death and hell 
 
 To bring salvation near : 
 Yet would the dreadful truth remain, 
 The sinner " must be born again," 
 
 Or sink in black despair. 
 
 4 But while I thus in anguish lay, 
 The bleeding Saviour pass'd that way 
 
 My bondage to remove : 
 The sinner once by justice slain, 
 Now by his grace is born again, 
 
 And sings redeeming love. 
 
 «v£> HYMN. 8s and 7s. 
 
 M^ "Follow me." 
 
 1 JESUS, I my cross have taken, 
 All to leave, and follow thee ; 
 Naked, poor, despised, forsaken, 
 Thou, from hence my all shalt be. 
 
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CONVERSION, 
 
 Perish every fond ambition, 
 
 All I've sought } or hop'd, or known; 
 Yet how rich is my condition, 
 
 God and heav'n 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 tbem untrue ; 
 Oh ! whilst thou shalt smile upon me, 
 
 God of wisdom love and might, 
 Foes may hate, and friends disown me ; 
 
 Show thy face, and all is bright. 
 
 fc«> HYMN. 7s. 
 
 *Jr £& Love to the Saints. 
 
 1 PEOPLE of the living God ! 
 
 I have sought the world around, 
 Paths of sin and sorrow trod, 
 Peace and comfort no where found : 
 
 2 Now to you my spirit turns, 
 Turns, a fugitive unblest ; 
 Brethren, where your altar burns, 
 Oh, receive me into rest. 
 
 3 Lonely I no longer roam, 
 
 Like the restless wind or wave ; 
 Where you dwell shall be my home, 
 Where you die shall be my grave. 
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 CONVERSION, 
 
 4 Mine the God whom you adore ; 
 Your Redeemer shall be mine ; 
 Earth can fill my soul no more ; 
 Every idol I resign, 
 
 KA HYMN, 7s and 6s, 
 
 fe# :=-': Renouncing the World, 
 
 1 VAIN j delusive world, adieu ! 
 With all of creature good : 
 
 Only Jesus I pursue, 
 
 Who bought me with his blood^ 
 All thy pleasures I forego, 
 All thy wealth and all thy pride ; 
 Only Jesus will I know, 
 
 And Jesus crucifi'd. 
 
 2 Turning to my rest again, 
 The Saviour I adore ; 
 
 He relieves my grief and pain, 
 And bids me weep no more : 
 
 Rivers of salvation .flow 
 
 From his head, his hands, his side ; 
 
 Only Jesus will I know, 
 And Jesus crucifi'd. 
 
 3 Him to know is life and peace, 
 And pleasure without end j 
 
 This is all my happiness, 
 On Jesus to depend. 
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CONVERSION. 
 
 Daily in his grace to grow. 
 In his favour to abide : 
 Only Jesus will I know, 
 
 And Jesus crucifi'd. 
 4 Him in all my works, I seek, 
 
 Who hung upon the tree ; 
 Only of his love I speak, 
 
 Who freely died for me : 
 While I sojourn here below, 
 Nothing I desire beside ; 
 Only Jesus will I know, 
 
 And Jesus crucifi'd. 
 
 5£L IIY2JN. 8:? and 7s. 
 
 *J? Redemption. 
 
 1 SWEET the moments, rich in bles- 
 
 sing, 
 Which before the cross I spend ; 
 Life, and health, and peace possessing, 
 From the sinner's dying friend. 
 
 2 Here I'll sit for ever viewing 
 
 Mercy streaming in his blood, 
 Precious drops my soul bedewing, 
 
 Plead and claim my peace with God. 
 Love and grief my heart dividing, 
 
 Gazing here I'd spend my breath ; 
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CONVERSION. 
 
 Constant still in faith abiding, 
 Life deriving from his death. 
 
 4 Lord, in ceaseless contemplation, 
 Fix my heart and eyes on thine, 
 Till I taste thy whole salvation, 
 Where, unveil'd, thy glories shine. 
 
 %££ HYMN. C. M. 
 
 ij? %j? Praise to the Saviour. 
 
 1 OH, for a thousand tongues to sing 
 
 My dear Redeemer's praise ! 
 The glories of my God and King, 
 The triumphs of his grace ! 
 
 2 Jesus, the name that calms my fears, 
 
 That bids my sorrows cease ; 
 'Tis music to my ravish'd ears ; 
 'Tis life, and health, and peace. 
 
 3 He breaks the pow'r of reigning sin, 
 
 He sets the prisoner free ; 
 His blood can make the foulest clean ; 
 His blood avail'd forme. 
 
 4 Let us obey, we then shall know, 
 
 Shall feel our sins forgiv'n : 
 Anticipate ourheav'n below, 
 And own that love is heav'n> 
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CONVERSION. 
 
 ?LW HYMN. L. M. 
 
 *-' • Christ the cmty Refuge. 
 
 1 THOU only Sovereign of my hearty 
 My refuge, my almighty friend — 
 And can my soul from thee depart, 
 On whom alone my hopes depend ? 
 
 2 Whither, ah ! whither shall I go, 
 A wretched wand'rer from my Lord ? 
 Can this dark world of sin and wo, 
 One glimpse of happiness afford ? 
 
 3 Eternal life thy words impart, 
 On these my fainting spirit lives ; 
 Here sweeter comforts cheer my heart. 
 Than all the round of nature gives. 
 
 4 [Let earth's alluring joys combine; 
 While thou art near, in vain they call 
 One smile, one blissful smile of thine. 
 My dearest Lord, outweighs them all.] 
 
 5 Low at thy feet my soul would lie ; 
 Here safety dwells and peace divine : 
 Still let me live beneath thine eye, 
 For life, eternal life, is thine 
 
 5Q HYMN. C. M. 
 
 CI* Joys of Conversion.' 
 
 1 WHEN God reveaPd his gracious 
 name, 
 And chang'd my mournful state, 
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CONVERSION, 
 
 My rapture seem'd a pleasing dream? 
 The grace appear'd so great. 
 
 2 The world beheld the glorious change. 
 
 And did thy hand confess ; 
 My tongue broke out in unknown 
 strains, 
 And sung surprising grace. 
 
 3 " Great is the work," ray neighbours 
 
 cri'd, 
 And own'd thy pow'r divine ; 
 " Great is the work," my heart repli'd, 
 "And be the glory thine." 
 
 4 The Lord can clear the darkest skies. 
 
 Can give us day for night; 
 Make drops of sacred sorrow rise 
 To rivers of delight. 
 
 5 Let those, who sow in sadness, wait 
 
 'Till the fair harvest come , 
 They shall confess their sheaves are 
 great, 
 And shout the blessing home. 
 
 p: <; ; HYMN. L.M, 
 
 *-'*' " • God viy Portion. 
 
 1 FAR from thy fold, God, my feet 
 
 Once mov'd in error's devious ms 
 
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1 
 
 CONVERSION. 
 
 Nor found religious duties sweet, 
 Nor sought thy face, nor lov'd thy 
 ways. 
 
 2 With tend'rest voice thou bad'st me 
 
 flee 
 The paths which thou could'st ne'er 
 
 approve ; 
 And gently drew my soul to thee, 
 With cords of sweet redeeming love. 
 
 3 Now to thy footstool, Lord, I fly, 
 And low in self-abasement fall ; 
 A vile, a helpless worm, I lie, 
 And thou, my God, art all in all. 
 
 4 Dearer, far dearer to my heart, 
 Than all the joys that earth can give ; 
 From fame, from wealth, from friends 
 
 I'd part, 
 Beneath thy countenance to live. 
 
 g*ATh HYMN. C. M. 
 
 ^P *-J Subdued by the Cross. 
 
 1 IN evil long I took delight, 
 
 Unaw'd by shame or fear, 
 Till a new object struck my sight, 
 And stopp'd my wild career. 
 
 2 I saw one hanging on a tree, 
 
 In agonies and blood ; 
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CONVERSION. 
 
 He fix'd his languid eyes on rne ? 
 
 As near his cross I stood. 
 0, never till my latest breath, 
 
 Shall I forget that look ; 
 It seem'd to charge me with his death, 
 
 Though not a word he spoke. 
 My conscience felt and own'd the 
 guilt, 
 
 It plunged me in despair ; 
 I saw my sins his blo^d had spilt, 
 
 And help'd to nail him there. 
 A second look he gave, which said, 
 
 ' I freely ail forgive ; 
 This blood is for thy ransom paid, 
 
 I die that thou may'st live.' 
 
 HYMN. L. M. 
 
 Parting with Carnal Joys. 
 
 1 I SEND the joys of earth away ; 
 Away ye tempters of the mind ; 
 False as tie smooth deceitful sea, 
 And empty as the whistling wind. 
 
 2 Your streams were floating me along, 
 Down to the gulf of black despair ; 
 And whilst I listen'd to your song, 
 Your streams had e'en convey'd me 
 
 there. 
 
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CONVERSION. 
 
 3 Lord, I adore thy matchless grace, 
 That warn'd me of the dark abyss ; 
 That drew me from those treach'rous 
 
 seas, 
 And bade me seek superior bliss. 
 
 4 Now to the shining realms above, 
 
 I stretch my hands, and glance my 
 
 eyes ; 
 Oh, for the pinions of a dove, 
 To waft me to the upper skies. 
 
 6£> HYMN. S. M. 
 
 '*•' Rejoicing. 
 
 1 NOW let our voices join 
 To raise a sacred song ; 
 
 Ye pilgrims, in Jehovah's ways, 
 With music pass along. 
 
 2 See ilow'rs of paradise 
 In rich profusion spring ; 
 
 The sun of glory gilds the path, 
 And dear companions sing. 
 
 3 See Salem's golden spires 
 In beauteous prospect rise ; 
 
 And brighter crowns than mortals wear. 
 Which sparkle through the skies. 
 
 4 All honour to his name, 
 Who marks the shining wdy ; 
 
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CONVERSION, 
 
 To him who leads the pilgrims on 
 To realms of endless day. 
 
 £|€g HYMN. C. M. 
 
 P ^* Salvation welcomed. 
 
 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 ; 
 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. 
 
 £*A HYMN. 7s. 
 
 N4JP ^-Jfc Darkness turned to Light. 
 
 1 BOUNDLESS glory, Lord, be thine ; 
 Thou hast made the darkness shine ; 
 Thou hast sent a cheering ray ; 
 Thou hast turn'd our night to day. 
 
 2 Darkness long involved us round, 
 Till we knew the joyful sound ; 
 Then our darkness fled away, 
 Chas'd by truth's effulgent ray. 
 
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CONVERSION. 
 
 3 They are bless'd, and none beside, 
 They, who in the truth abide ; 
 Clear the light that marks their way, 
 Leading to eternal day. 
 
 4 Guide us, Saviour, through the road, 
 Till we reach the saints' abode ; 
 Till we see thee thron'd above, 
 
 As thou art the God of love. 
 
 #J pC HYMN. C. M. 
 
 %3 i~is Returning to Zion. 
 
 1 SING, all ye ransom'd of the Lord, 
 
 Your great Deliv'rer sing : 
 Ye pilgrims, now for Zion bound, 
 Be joyful in your King. 
 
 2 His hand divine shall lead you on, 
 
 Through all the blissful road ; 
 Till to the sacred mount you rise, 
 And see your smiling God. 
 
 3 Bright garlands of immortal joy 
 
 Shall bloom on ev'ry head ; 
 While sorrow, sighing, and distress, 
 Like shadows, all are fled. 
 
 4 March on in your Redeemer's strength*, 
 
 Pursue his footsteps still : 
 With joyful hope still fix your eye 
 On Zion's heavenly hill. 
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CONVERSION. 
 
 (*£* HYMN. 5s 6sand9a» 
 
 &*$ "First Love." 
 
 1 HOW happy are they, 
 Who the Saviour obey, 
 
 A.nd have laid up their treasure above ; 
 Oh, what tongue can express 
 The sweet comfort and peace, 
 
 Of a soul in its earliest love. 
 
 2 'Tis 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. 
 
 3 Yes, all the day long, 
 Was my Jesus my song, 
 
 And redemption through faith in his 
 name ; 
 
 Oh, that all might believe, 
 
 And salvation receive, 
 And their song and their joy be the same. 
 
 £*W HYMN. SsandGs. 
 
 ^ 9 The great Change. 
 
 1 SAY, dost thou mark that beaming 
 eye, 
 That countenance serene ? 
 
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CONVERSION. 
 
 That smile of hope, and love, and joy, 
 
 Where gloom so late has been ? 
 More beautiful that sight appears, 
 Than all the charms that nature wears. 
 
 2 And dost thou mark that temper mild. 
 
 That image pure, of heav'n ? 
 That soul subdu'd and reconcil'd, 
 
 Which once with hate was riv'n ? 
 Sure, nothing earthly can impart 
 Such meltings to a stubborn heart. 
 
 3 O, glorious change, -tis all of grace, 
 
 By bleeding love bestow'd 
 On outcasts of a fallen race, 
 
 To bring them home to God. 
 Infinite grace to vileness giv'n, 
 The sons of earth made heirs of heav'n. 
 
 £*& HYMN. S. M. D. 
 
 ^^ C5 Submission to Christ. 
 
 1 JESUS, I come to thee, 
 A sinner doom'd to die ; 
 My only refuge is thy cross ; 
 Here at thy feet I lie ; 
 Can mercy reach my case, 
 And all my sins remove ? 
 Break, my God, this heart of stone, 
 And melt it by thy love. 
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CONVERSION, 
 
 ,2 Too long my soul has gone 
 Far from my God astray ; 
 I've sported on the brink of hellj 
 In sin's delusive way : 
 But, Lord, my heart is fix'd, 
 I hope in thee alone ; 
 Break off the chains of sin and death, 
 And bind me to thy throne. 
 3 Thy blood can cleanse my heart, 
 Thy hand can wipe my tears — 
 Oh ! send thy blessed Spirit down 
 To banish all my fears : 
 Then shall my soul arise, 
 From sin and Satan free ; 
 Redeem'd from hell and ev'ry foe, 
 I'll trust alone in thee. 
 £*€k HYMN. 11 a. 
 
 p €J The Mercy of God. 
 
 1 THY mercy, my God, is the theme of 
 my song, 
 The joy of my heart, and the boast of 
 
 my tongue ; 
 Free grace through the blood of a Sa- 
 viour alone, 
 Has won my affections, and made me 
 thy own. 
 
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CONVERSION. 
 
 2 Thy mercy has conquer'd my obdurate 
 
 heart, 
 That wonders to feel its own hardness 
 
 depart ; 
 Dissolved by thy goodness, I fall to the 
 
 ground, 
 And weep to the praise of the mercy 
 
 I've found. 
 
 3 The door of thy mercy stands open to- 
 
 day, 
 To the wretched and needy, thy call 
 
 who obey ; 
 No sinner an entrance shall e'er be 
 
 denied, 
 Who comes seeking mercy through 
 
 Jesus that died. 
 
 4 Thy mercy in Jesus exe: r>ts me from 
 
 hell, 
 Its glories I'll sing, and us winders I'll 
 
 tell; 
 'Twas Jesus, my friend, when he hung 
 
 on the tree, 
 That open'd the fountain of mercy for 
 
 me. 
 
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CONVERSION. 
 
 &fh HYMN. C. M. 
 
 » <S Self Dedication. 
 
 1 WELCOME, Saviour, to my heart; 
 
 Possess thy humble throne ; 
 Bid every rival hence depart, 
 And claim me for thy own. 
 
 2 The world and Satan I forsake ; 
 
 To thee, I all resign ; 
 My longing heart, Jesus, take, 
 And fill with love divine. 
 
 3 0, may I never turn aside, 
 
 Nor from thy bosom, flee ; 
 Let nothing here my heart divide ; 
 I give it all to thee. 
 
 k'l t HYMN. 8s and 6s. 
 
 ® -"- Deliverance from evil Companions. 
 
 1 TO thee, my King, God of grace, 
 
 I lift my humble cry : 
 Let not my poor desponding soul 
 With impious wretches die. 
 
 2 For me they dug the secret pit, 
 
 And form'd the hidden snare ; 
 Thoughtless I followed where they led, 
 Nor saw destruction near. 
 
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CONVERSION. 
 
 S My heart with agonizing pray'r 
 Besought the Lord to save ; 
 Unseen he seiz'd my trembling hand, 
 And brought me from the grave. 
 
 4 My lips thy wond'rous works shall 
 sing, 
 My heart adore thy grace ; 
 Henceforth be love my sweet employ, 
 And all my pleasure praise. 
 
 IV£> HYMN. 83 and 7s. 
 
 • **& Grateful Recollections. 
 
 1 COME, thou fount of ev'ry blesssing, 
 
 Tune my heart to grateful lays; 
 Streams of mercy never ceasing, 
 Call for songs of loudest praise. 
 
 Streams of mercy, &c. 
 
 Call for songs of loudest praise 
 
 2 Teach me some melodious measure 
 
 Sung by raptur'd saints above ; 
 
 Fill my soul with sacred pleasure, 
 
 While I sing redeeming love. 
 
 Fill my soul, &c 
 
 While I sing redeeming love. 
 
 3 Jesus sought me when a stranger, 
 
 Wand'ring from the fold of God ; 
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CHRISTIAN. 
 
 He to save my soul from danger, 
 Offer'd his most precious blood- 
 He to save &c. 
 Offer'd his most precious blood. 
 
 CHRISTIAN. 
 
 <y<rm HYMN. 7s. 
 
 4 t3 Rejoicing in Jesus. 
 
 1 NOW begin the heav'nly themej 
 Sing aloud in Jesus' name ; 
 
 Ye, who his salvation prove, 
 Triumph in redeeming love. 
 
 2 Ye, who see the Father's grace 
 Beaming in the Saviour's face, 
 As to Canaan on ye move, 
 Praise and bless redeeming love. 
 
 3 Mourning souls, dry up your teu 
 Banish all your guilty fears; 
 See your guilt and curse remove 
 Cancell'd by redeeming love* 
 
 4 Welcome all by sin opprest, 
 Welcome to his sacred rest; 
 Nothing brought him from above 
 Nothing but redeeming loveu 
 
 5 When his Spirit leads us home. 
 When we to his glorv come., 
 
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CHRISTIAN. 
 
 We shall all the fulness prove 
 Of the Lord's redeeming love 
 
 TTz!_ HYMN. 8s, and 7s. 
 
 « * Joyful Hope. 
 
 1 KNOW, my soul, thy full salvation, 
 Rise o'er sin, and fear, and care, 
 Joy to find in every station 
 
 Something still to do or bear. 
 Think what spirit dwells within thee ; 
 Think what Father's smiles are 
 thine, 
 Think what Jesus did to win thee ; 
 Child of beav'n, canst thou repine ? 
 2 Haste thee on from grace to glory, 
 Arm'd by faith and wing'd by pray'r; 
 Heav'n's eternal day's 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 ; 
 Faith to sight, and pray'r to praise. 
 
 ^^ HYMN. S. M. 
 
 • *** Salvation by Grace. 
 
 GRACE ! 'tis a charming sound ? 
 1 Harmonious to the ear; 
 
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CHRISTIAN. 
 
 Heav'n with the echo shall resound, 
 And all the earth shall hear. 
 
 2 Grace first contriv'd the way 
 To save rebellious man ; 
 
 And all the steps that grace display, 
 Which drew the wond'rous plan, 
 
 3 Grace led my roving feet 
 To tread the heav'nly 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 heav'n the topmost stone, 
 And well deserves the praise. 
 
 J^/O HYMN. C. M. 
 
 i *13 The Hope of Heaven. 
 
 1 WHEN I. can read my title clear 
 
 To mansions in the skies, 
 I bid farewell to every fear, 
 And wipe my weeping eyes. 
 
 2 Let cares, like a wild deluge come, 
 
 And storms of sorrow fall ; 
 May I but safely reach my home, 
 My God, my heaven, my all ; 
 
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CHRISTIAN. 
 
 
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 There shall I bathe my weary soul, 
 
 In seas of heav'nly rest; 
 And not a wave of trouble roll 
 
 Across my peaceful breast* 
 
 HYMN. 7s andGs* 
 Pilgrim's Song. 
 
 RISE, my soul, and stretch thy wings. 
 
 Thy better portion trace ; 
 Rise from transitory things, 
 
 Tow'rd heav'n, thy native place. 
 Sun, and moon, and stars decay, 
 
 Time shall soon this earth remove 
 Rise, my soul, and haste away 
 
 To seats prepar'd above* 
 
 Rivers to the ocean run, 
 
 Nor stay in all their course* 
 Fire ascending seeks the sun, 
 
 Both speed them to their source ; 
 So a soul that's born of God, 
 
 Pants to view his glorious face ; 
 Upward tends to his abode, 
 
 To rest in his embrace. 
 
 Cease, ye pilgrims, cease to mourn ; 
 
 Press onward to the prize ; 
 Soon our Saviour will return, 
 
 Triumphant in the skiea. 
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CHRISTIAN. 
 
 Yet a season, and you know 
 Happy entrance will be giv'n; 
 
 All our sorrows left below, 
 
 And earth exchangM for heav'zi. 
 
 7r> HYMN. S. M. 
 
 Believer s Joy. 
 
 I COME, ye that love the Lord, 
 And let your joys be known ; 
 
 Join in a song, with sweet accord, 
 And thus surround the throne. 
 
 2 Let those refuse to sing, 
 Who never knew our God ; 
 
 But children of the heav'nly King 
 Should speak their joys abroad. 
 
 3 The hill of Zion yields 
 
 A thousand sacred sweets ; 
 
 ■Before we reach the heav'nly fields, 
 
 Or walk the golden streets* 
 
 4 Then let our songs abound, 
 And ev'ry tear be dry ; 
 
 We're marching through Immanuel's 
 ground, 
 To fairer worlds on high. 
 
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CHRISTIAN. 
 
 *f Q HYMN. C. M. 
 
 » *^ Redemption and Protection*. 
 
 1 ARISE, my soul, my joyful pow'rs, 
 
 And triumph in my God ; 
 Awake, my voice, and loud proclaim 
 His glorious grace abroad. 
 
 2 He rais'd me from the deeps of sin, 
 
 The op'ning gates of hell ; 
 And fix'd my standing more secure, 
 Than 'twas before I fell. 
 
 
 3 The arms of everlasting love, 
 
 Beneath my soul he plac'd ; 
 And on the rock of ages set 
 My slipp'ry footsteps fast. 
 
 4 Arise, my soul, awake, my voice, 
 
 And tunes of pleasure sing ; 
 Loud hallelujahs shall address 
 My Saviour and my King. 
 
 62 fk HYMN. C. M. 
 
 Cjf\y rp] le gl or i es f Redemption. 
 
 1 FATHER, how wide thy glory shines, 
 How high thy wonders rise ! 
 Known through the earth by thousand 
 signs, 
 By thousand through the skies. 
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CHRISTIAN. 
 
 But when we view thy strange design, 
 
 To save rebellious worms ; 
 Where vengeance and compassion join 
 
 In their divinest forms ; — 
 Here the whole Deity is known ; 
 
 Nor dares a creature guess — 
 Which of the glories brightest shone, 
 
 The justice or the grace. 
 Now the full glories of the Lamb 
 
 Adorn the heav'nly plains : 
 Bright seraphs learn Immanuel's name 
 
 And try their choicest strains. 
 Oh, may I bear some humble part, 
 
 In that immortal song ! 
 Wonder and joy shall tune my heart, 
 
 And love command my tongue. 
 
 >t! HYMN. L. M. 
 
 > i The Christian Race. 
 
 AWAKE, our souls, away our fears, 
 Let ev'ry trembling thought be gone ; 
 Awake, and run the heav'nly race, 
 And put a cheerful courage on. 
 True, 'tis a straight and thorny road, 
 And mortal spirits tire and faint ; 
 But they forget the mighty God, 
 Who feeds the strength of ev'ry saint. 
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 CHRISTIAN. 
 
 3 From thee, the overflowing spring, 
 Our souls shall drink a full supply ; 
 While such as trust their native strength 
 Shall melt away, and droop, and die. 
 
 4 Swift as an eagle cuts the air, 
 We'll mount aloft to thine abode ; 
 On wings of love our souls shall fly, 
 Nor tire amidst the heav'nly road. 
 
 <QO> HYMN. L. M. 
 
 ~^« Tlie Christian Warfare. 
 
 1 STAND up, my soul, shake off thy 
 
 fears, 
 And gird the gospel armour on ; 
 March to the gates of endless joy, 
 Where Jesus thy great Captain's gone. 
 
 2 Hell and thy sins resist thy course, 
 But hell and sin are vanquish'd foes \ 
 Thy Jesus nail'd them to the cross, 
 And sung the triumph when he rase. 
 
 3 Then let my soul march boldly on, 
 Press forward to the heav'nly gate ; 
 There peace and joy eternal reign, 
 And glitt'ring robes for conq'rors wait. 
 
 4 There shall I wear a starry crown, 
 And triumph in almighty grace ; 
 
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CHRISTIANi 
 
 While all the armies of the skies 
 Join in my glorious Leader's praise. 
 
 00 HYMN. C. M. 
 && Pleasures unseen. 
 
 1 OH, could our thoughts and wishes 
 
 Above these gloomy shades, 
 To those bright worlds beyond the sky, 
 Which sorrow ne'er invades ! 
 
 2 There joys, unseen by mortal eyes, 
 
 Or reason's feeble ray, 
 In ever blooming prospects rise, 
 Unconscious of decay. 
 
 3 Lord, send a beam of light divine, 
 
 To guide our upward aim ; 
 With one reviving touch of thine, 
 Our languid hearts inflame. 
 
 4 Then shall, on faith's sublimest wing, 
 
 Our ardent wishes rise 
 To those bright scenes where pleas- 
 ures spring 
 Immortal in the skies. 
 
 §JL HYMN. 7s and 6s. 
 
 jfc Joy in believing. 
 
 1 SOMETIMES a light surprises 
 The Christian while he sings ; 
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CHRISTIAN. 
 
 The Lord of life arises 
 And his salvation brings : 
 
 While comforts are declining, 
 He sees ns in distress ; 
 
 Then heals us by his shining, 
 The Sun of Righteousness. 
 
 2 In holy contemplation, 
 
 We sweetly then pursue 
 The theme of God's salvation, 
 
 And find it ever new : 
 Then free from care and sorrow, 
 
 We cheerfully can say, 
 Let the unknown to-morrow 
 
 Bring hither what it may. 
 
 3 His presence fills the vallies, 
 
 And crowns the lofty hills; 
 He clothes the humble lilies, 
 
 And waters them with rills : 
 Beneath the spreading heav'ns, 
 
 No creatuie but is fed ; 
 And he who feeds the ravens 
 
 Will give his children bread. 
 
 4 Though vine nor fig-tree neither, 
 
 Its fruit or leaves should bear, 
 
 Though all the fields should wither, 
 
 Nor flocks nor herds be there ; 
 
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CHRISTIAN. 
 
 Yet God the same abiding, 
 
 His praise shall tune my voice ; 
 
 For while 'in him confiding, 
 I cannot but rejoice. 
 
 g rr HYMN. 7s- 
 
 --' ; > Rejoice in Hope. 
 
 I CHILDREN oftheheav'nlyKing, 
 As ye journey, sweetly sing ; 
 Sing your Saviour's worthy praise, 
 Glorious in his works and ways. 
 
 I Ye are trav'ling home to God, 
 In the way the fathers trod ; 
 They are happy now, and ye 
 Soon their happiness shall see. 
 
 3 Shout, ye little flock, and blest, 
 You on Jesus' throne shall rest : 
 There your seat is now prepar'd — ■ 
 There your kingdom and reward. 
 
 4 Fear not, brethren — joyful stand 
 On the borders of your land ; 
 Jesus Christ, your Father's Son, 
 Bids you undismay'd go on. 
 
 5 Lord, submissive make us go, 
 Gladly leaving all below ; 
 Only thou our leader be, 
 And we still will follow thee, 
 
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CHRISTIAN. 
 
 
 8£* HYMN. C. M. 
 
 O Holy Love. 
 
 1 HAPPY the heart where graces reign, 
 
 Where love inspires the breast ; 
 Love is the brightest of the train, 
 And strenglhens all the rest. 
 
 2 Knowledge, alas ! 'tis all in vain, 
 
 And all in vain our fear ; 
 Our stubborn sins will fight and reign, 
 If love be absent there. 
 
 3 This is the grace that lives and sings 
 
 When faith and hope shall cease : 
 'Tis this shall strike our joyful strings, 
 In the sweet realms of bliss. 
 
 §W HYMN. C. M. 
 
 * Brotherly Love. 
 
 1 HOW sweet and heav'nly is the sight, 
 
 When those that fear the Lord, 
 In mutual love and peace unite, 
 And thus fulfil his word. 
 
 2 may we feel each brother's sigh, 
 
 And with him bear a part ; 
 May sorrows flow from eye to eye, 
 And joy from heart to heart. 
 
 3 Let love, in one delightful stream, 
 
 Through ev'ry bosom flow ; 
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CHRISTIAN. 
 
 And union sweet, and dear esteem, 
 In ev'ry action glow. 
 
 4 Love is the golden chain that binds 
 
 The happy souls above ; 
 And Lti's an I:eir of heav'n that finds, 
 
 His bosom fill'd with love. 
 ^^ hVmn. 7s. 
 
 Kjy<Cy Christian Union and Love. 
 
 1 JESUS, Lord, we look to thee, 
 Let us in thy name agree. 
 
 Show thyself the Prince of peace, 
 Bid our jars forever cease. 
 
 2 Make us of one heart and mind, 
 Courteous, pitiful, and kind, 
 Lowly, meek, in thought and word, 
 Wholly like our blessed Lord. 
 
 3 Let us each for other care, 
 Each his brother's burden bear; 
 To thy church, the pattern give, 
 Show how true believers live . 
 
 4 Let us, then, with joy, remove 
 To thy family above; 
 
 On the wings of angels fly, 
 Show how true believers die. 
 
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CHRISTIAN. 
 
 8Q HYMN. S.RL 
 
 *-^ Supports of Religion. 
 
 1 WHEN gloomy doubts and fears 
 The trembling heart invade, 
 
 And all the face of nature wear3 
 A universal shade : 
 
 2 Religion can assuage 
 The tempest of the soul ; 
 
 And every fear shall lose its rage 
 At her divine control. 
 
 3 Through life's bewiider'd way, 
 Her hand unerring leads ; 
 
 And, o'er the path, her heav'nly ray 
 A cheering lustre sheds. 
 
 4 When reason tir'd and blind 
 Sinks helpless and afraid ; 
 
 Thou blest supporter of the mind 
 How pow'rful is thine aid ! 
 
 5 Oh ! let me feel thy pow'r 
 And find thy sweet relief, 
 
 To cheer my ev'ry gloomy hour, 
 And calm my ev'ry grief. 
 
 j j ft HYMN. C. M. D. 
 
 <*_. ' 1 P Contrition and Prayer. 
 
 1 FOR that tenderness of heart, 
 That bows before the Lord ; 
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CHRISTIAN. 
 
 That owns how just and good thou ert, 
 And trembles at thy word : 
 
 for those humble, contrite tears, 
 Y/hich from repentance flow ; 
 
 That sense of guilt which trembling 
 fears 
 The long-suspended blow ! 
 
 Saviour, to me, in pity give, 
 
 For sin, the deep distress ; 
 The pledge thou wilt, at last, receive, 
 
 And bid me die in peace : 
 fill my soul with faith, and love, 
 
 And strength to do thy will ; 
 Raise my desires and hopes above, 
 
 Thyself to me reveal. 
 
 k-g HYMN. 3i, 7s and 4s. 
 
 P Jj. Hope encouraged. 
 
 O MY soul, what means this sadness ? 
 
 Wherefore art thou thus cast down ? 
 Let thy grief be turned to gladness, 
 
 Bid thy restless fear begone ; 
 Look to Jesus, 
 
 And rejoice in his dear name- 
 
 Though ten thousand ills beset thee, 
 
 Though thy heart is stain'd with sin , 
 Jesus lives, he'll ne'er forget thee, 
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CHRISTIAN. 
 
 But will make thee pure within ; 
 
 He is faithful 
 
 To perform his gracious word. 
 
 3 Though distresses now attend thee, 
 
 And thou tread'st the thorny road ; 
 
 His right hand shall still defend thee ; 
 
 Soon he'll bring thee home to God. 
 
 Thou shalt praise him — 
 Praise the great Redeemer's name. 
 
 ^£» HYMN. 6s and 3s. 
 
 \jjm Prayer for Comfort. 
 
 1 WHERE is my Saviour now, 
 Whose smiles I once possess'd ? 
 s Till he return, I bow 
 
 By heaviest griefs oppress 1 d : 
 My days of happiness are gone, 
 And I am left to weep alone. 
 
 2 Where can the mourner go 
 And tell his tale of grief? 
 Ah, who can sooth his wo, 
 And give him sweet relief ; 
 
 Earth cannot heal the wounded breast, 
 Or give the troubled sinner rest. 
 
 3 Jesus, thy smiles impart; 
 My dearest Lord, return, 
 And ease my wounded heart, 
 
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CHRISTIAN. 
 
 And bid me cease to mourn ; 
 Then shall this night of sorrow flee, 
 And peace, and heav'n be found in 
 thee. 
 
 9q HYMN. L. M. 
 
 £§ Asking divine Consolation. 
 
 1 • SWEET peace of conscience, heav'n- 
 
 ly guest ! 
 Come fix thy mansion in my breast, 
 Dispel my doubts, my fears control, 
 And heal the anguish of my soul. 
 
 2 Come, smiling hope, and joy sincere, 
 Come, make your constant dwelling 
 
 here ; 
 Still let your presence cheer my heart, 
 Nor sin compel you to depart. 
 
 3 Thou God of hope and peace divine, 
 make these sacred pleasures mine ; 
 Forgive my sins, my fears remove, 
 And send the tokens of thy love. 
 
 4 Then should mine eyes, without a tear, 
 See death with all its terrors near j 
 My heart should then in death rejoice, 
 And raptures tune my falt'riag voice. 
 
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 CHRISTIAN. 
 
 HYMN. C. M. 
 
 Submission to afflictive Providences. 
 
 1 'TIS God who lifts our comforts high. 
 
 Or sinks them in the grave ; 
 He gives — and (blessed be his name,) 
 He takes but what he gave. 
 
 2 Peace, all our angry passions then, 
 
 Let each rebellious sigh 
 Be silent at his sovereign will, 
 And ev'ry murmur die. 
 
 3 If smiling mercy crown our lives, 
 
 Its praises shall be spread ; 
 And we'll adore the justice too 
 That strikes our comforts dead. 
 
 C| £L HYMN. 8s and 7s. 
 
 *?«-* Eternity. 
 
 1 IN this world of sin and sorrow, 
 
 Compass'd round with ev'ry care, 
 From eternity we borrow 
 
 Hope that can exclude despair ; 
 Thee, triumphant God and Saviour, 
 
 In the glass of faith we see, 
 Oh, assist each faint endeavour, 
 
 Raise our earth-born souls to thee. 
 
 2 Place that awful scene before us ? 
 
 Of the last tremendous dav, 
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CHRISTIAN. 
 
 When to light thou wilt restore us ; 
 
 Ling'ring ages haste away ! 
 Then this vile and sinful nature 
 
 In corruption shall put on ; 
 Life-renewing, glorious Saviour! 
 
 Let thy gracious will be done. 
 
 HYMN. 8s and 7s. 
 Pilgrim. 
 
 1 GENTLY, Lord, O gently lead us, 
 
 Through this lonely vale of tears ; 
 Through the changes thou'st decreed us, 
 
 Till our last great change appears. 
 When temptation's darts assail us, 
 
 When in devious paths we stray, 
 Let thy goodness never fail us, 
 
 Lead us in thy perfect way. 
 
 2 In the hour of pain and anguish, 
 
 In the hour when death draws near, 
 Suffer not our hearts to languish, 
 
 Suffer not our souls to fear ; 
 And when mortal life is ended 
 
 Bid us in thine arms to rest, 
 Till by angel bands attended 
 
 We awake among the blest. 
 
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CHRISTIAN. 
 
 Cfel^ HYMN. 7s and 6s. 
 
 *<r ■ Pleading by the Cross. 
 
 1 LAMB of God, whose bleeding lo?o 
 
 We now recall to mind, 
 Send the answer from above, 
 
 And let us mercy find ; 
 Think on us, who think on thee, 
 And ev'ry burden'd soul release ; 
 O remember Calvary, 
 
 And bid us go in peace. 
 
 2 By thine agonizing pain 
 
 And bloody sweat we pray ; 
 By thy dying love to man, 
 
 Take all our sins away ; 
 Burst our bonds and set us free, 
 From all our sins do thou release, 
 remember Calvary, 
 
 And bid us go in peace. 
 
 3 Let thy blood by faith appliM, 
 
 The sinner's pardon seal ; 
 Speak us freely justifrd, 
 
 And all our sickness heal : 
 JJy thy passion on the tree, 
 Let all our griefs and troubles cease, 
 remember Calvary, 
 And bid us go in peace. 
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 4 Never will we hence depart, 
 
 Till thou our wants relieve, 
 Write forgiveness on our heart, 
 
 And all thine image give ; 
 Still our souls shall cry to thee 
 Until renew'd in holiness; 
 O remember Calvary, 
 
 And bid us go in peace. 
 
 Q£J HYMN. C. M. 
 
 v<^ Asking Mercy in Affliction* 
 
 1 O THOU whose mercy guides my way, 
 
 Though now it seems severe, 
 Forbid my unbelief to say 
 There is no mercy here. 
 
 2 O grant me to desire the pain 
 
 That comes in kindness down, 
 More than the world's alluring gain 
 Succeeded by a frown. 
 
 3 Then, though thou bend my spirit low, 
 
 Love only, shall I see ; 
 The very hand, that strikes the blow, 
 Was wounded once for me. 
 
 ||Q HYMN. 7s and 6a. 
 
 5 ™ e '* Desire for Heaven. 
 
 1 FROM ev'ry earthly pleasure, 
 From ev'ry transient joy, 
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 From ev'ry mortal treasure 
 
 That soon will fade and die ; 
 No longer these desiring, 
 
 Upward our wishes tend, 
 To nobler bliss aspiring, 
 
 And joys that never end. 
 From ev'ry piercing sorrow 
 
 That heaves our breast to day, 
 Or threatens us to morrow, 
 
 Hope turns our eyes away ; 
 On wings of faith ascending. 
 
 We see the land of light, 
 And feel our sorrows ending, 
 
 In infinite delight. 
 'Tis true we are but strangers 
 
 And pilgrims here below ; 
 And countless snares and dangers 
 
 Surround the path we go : 
 Though painful and distressing, 
 
 Yet there's a rest above ; 
 And onward still we're pressing, 
 
 To reach that land of love. 
 
 f\f* HYMN, 7s. 
 
 .W In Darkness. 
 
 ONCE I thought my mountain strong, 
 
 Firmly fix'd no more to move ; 
 
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 Then my Saviour was my song, 
 Then my soul was fill'd with love ; 
 Those were happy, golden days, 
 Sweetly spent in pray'r and praise. 
 
 2 Little then myself I knew, 
 Little thought of Satan's pow'r ; 
 Now I feel ray sins anew ; 
 Now I feel the stormy hour. 
 Sin has put my joys to flight, 
 Sin has turn'd my day to night. 
 
 3 Saviour, shine, and cheer my soul, 
 Bid my dying hopes revive ; 
 
 ' Make my wounded spirit whole, 
 Far away the tempter drive ; 
 Speak the word, and set me free, 
 Let me live alone to thee. 
 
 -S /T&T8 HYMN. C. M. 
 
 IIP I " I was troubled." 
 
 1 HEAR, O my God, in mercy hear; 
 
 Attend my mournful cry ; 
 Be thou, my gracious helper, near, 
 And bid my sorrows fly. 
 
 2 Once, Lord, when overwhelmed with 
 grief, 
 
 To thee I breath'd my cry ; 
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 CHRISTIAN. 
 
 Thy mercy brought divine relief 
 And wip'd my tearful eye* 
 
 3 And now, its gloom when sorxow 
 
 spreads, 
 And light and hope depart, 
 Thy smile celestial morning sheds, 
 And joy revives the heart. 
 
 4 To thee, my gracious God, I raise 
 
 My thankful heart and tongue.; 
 O, be thy goodness and thy praise 
 My everlasting song. 
 
 "I f%*2t HYMN. 7s. 
 
 M. ^W^A Pleadingfor Support and SancZiJicatton* 
 
 1 JESUS, lover of my soul, 
 Let me to thy bosom fly, 
 While the billows near me roll, 
 While the tempest still is high ; 
 Hide me, my Saviour, hide> 
 Till the storm of life be past; 
 Safe into the haven guide, 
 
 Oh, receive my soul at last 
 
 2 Other refuge have I none, 
 Helpless hangs my soul on thee, 
 Leave, ah ! leave me not alone, 
 Still support and comfort me. 
 All my trust on thee is stay'd, 
 All my help from thee I bring ; 
 
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 Cover my defenceless head 
 
 With the shadow of thy wing. 
 
 Jesus, thou art all I want, 
 
 Boundless love in thee I find ; 
 
 Raise 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. 
 
 1 Plenteous grace with thee is found, 
 
 Grace to pardon all my sin ; 
 
 Let the healing streams abound, 
 
 Make and keep me pure within ; 
 
 Thou of life the fountain art, 
 
 Freely let me take of thee ; 
 
 Spring thou up within my heart, 
 
 Rise to all eternity. 
 
 ^ ^bQ HYMN. C. M. 
 
 JL VJr O God my Refuge. 
 
 1 DEAR refuge of my weary soul, 
 On thee, when sorrows rise, 
 
 On thee, when waves of trouble roll, 
 My fainting hope relies. 
 
 2 To thee I tell each rising grief, 
 For thou alone canst heal 5 
 
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 Thy word can bring a sweet relief, 
 For ev'ry pain I feel. 
 
 3 But oh, when gloomy doubts prevail, 
 
 I fear to call thee mine ; 
 The springs of comfort seem to fail, 
 And all my hopes decline. 
 
 4 Thy mercy seat is open still ; 
 
 Here let my soul retreat : 
 With humble hope attend thy will, 
 And wait beneath thy feet. 
 
 "8 fl^fi. HYMN. C. M. 
 
 ■M.^~r^M: Filial Submission. 
 
 1 AND can my heart aspire so high, 
 
 To say my 'Father, God ?' 
 Lord, at thy feet I fain would lie, 
 And learn to kiss the rod. 
 
 2 I would submit to all thy will, 
 
 For thou art good and wise ; 
 Let each rebellious thought be still, 
 Nor one faint murmur rise. 
 
 3 Thy love can cheer the darkest gloom, 
 
 And bid me wait serene ; 
 Till hopes and joys immortal bloom, 
 And brighten all the scene. 
 1 < My Father God,' permit my heart 
 To plead her humble claim, 
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 And ask the bliss those words impart? 
 In my Redeemer's name. 
 
 |A^ HYMN. CM. 
 
 M.\J*JP Watchfulness and Prayer. 
 
 1 ALAS, what hourly dangers rise, 
 
 What snares beset my way ! 
 To heav'n, let me lift my eyes, 
 And, hourly, watch and pray. 
 
 2 How oft my mournful tlio'ts complain 
 
 And melt in flowing tears ! 
 I strive against my foes in vain, 
 I sink amid my fears. 
 8 Lord, increase my faith and hope, 
 When foes and fears prevail ; 
 And bear my fainting spirit up, 
 Or soon my strength will fail. 
 4 0, keep me in thy heav'nly way, 
 And bid the tempter flee ; 
 And never, never let me stray 
 From happiness and thee. 
 
 U f^-H HYMN. L. M. 
 
 JL*U"12 Hardness cf Heart lamented. 
 
 1 FOR. a glance of heav'nly day, 
 To chase the shades of night away, 
 To melt, with beams of love divine, 
 This unrelenting heart of mine. 
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 2 The rocks can rend, the earth can 
 
 quake, 
 The ocean roar, the mountain shake; 
 All nature feels, and gives the sign ; 
 But not this stubborn heart of mine. 
 
 3 Dear Lord, the sorrows thou hast felt 
 Might cause a heart of stone to melt ; 
 Yet I can read each sacred line, 
 And nothing melt this heart of mine. 
 
 4 But pow'r supreme the soul can move, 
 And purify and melt to love ; 
 Come, Holy Spirit, pow'r divine, 
 
 O come, subdue this heart of mine. 
 
 |A^ HYMN. CM. 
 
 M.\Jr Retirement. 
 
 1 FAR from the world, Lord. I flee, 
 
 From strife and tumult far ; 
 From scenes where Satan wages still 
 His most successful war. 
 
 2 The calm retreat, the silent shade, 
 
 With pray'r and praise agree ; 
 And seem by thy sweet bounty made, 
 For those who follow thee. 
 
 3 Then if thy spirit touch my soul, 
 
 And grace her mean abode ; 
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 Oh, with what peace, and joy, and love, 
 She there communes with God ! 
 4 There, like the nightingale, she pours 
 Her solitary lays ; 
 Nor asks a witness of her song, 
 Nor thirsts for human praise. 
 
 IftS hymn, ii* 
 
 M. ^r <^ Precious Promises. 
 
 1 HOW firm a foundation, ye saints 
 
 of the Lord, 
 
 Is laid for your faith in his excellent 
 word ! 
 
 What more could his mercy and good- 
 ness have said 
 
 To those, who for refuge, to Jesus have 
 fled. 
 
 2 Fear not, I am with thee ; O be not 
 
 dismay'd, 
 For I am thy God, and will give thee 
 
 my aid ; 
 I'll strengthen thee, help thee, and 
 
 cause thee to stand, 
 Upheld by my gracious, omnipotent 
 
 hand. 
 
 3 When through the deep waters, I call 
 
 thee to go, 
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 The rivers of sorrow shall ne'er over- 
 flow ; 
 
 My presence shall guide thee, my 
 mercy shall bless, 
 
 And cheer thy sad spirit in deepest 
 distress. 
 
 4 My people through life shall abund- 
 
 antly prove 
 
 My sovereign, eternal, unchangeable 
 love ; 
 
 And when hoary hairs shall their tern 
 pies adorn, 
 
 Like lambs they shall still in my bo- 
 som be borne. 
 
 5 The soul, that on Jesus hath lean'd 
 
 for repose, 
 I never will leave to the rage of his 
 
 foes; 
 That soul, although Satan endeavour 
 
 to shake, 
 My mercy and goodness shall never 
 
 forsake. 
 
 -fffeQ HYMN " CM - 
 
 J. %y <l? The Power of Grace. 
 
 1 AMAZING grace ! how sweet the 
 sound, 
 That sav'd a wretch like me ! 
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 I once was lost, but now am found — 
 Was blind, but now I see. 
 
 2 'Twas grace that taught my heart to 
 
 fear, 
 And grace my fears relieved ; 
 How precious did that grace appear, 
 The hour I first belieVd. 
 
 3 Through many dangers, toils and snares, 
 
 I have already come ; 
 
 I'Tis grace that brought me safe thus 
 - far, 
 And grace will lead me home. 
 
 4 And when this flesh and heart shall 
 
 fail. 
 And mortal life shall cease ; 
 I shall possess, within the veil, 
 A life of joy and peace. 
 
 "fl H <fk HYMN. 4s, 5s and 8s. 
 
 JLR1P The Pilgrim. 
 
 1 PILGRIM weary, 
 
 Lone and dreary 
 Hast thou found the night ? 
 Onward while thy course pursuing, 
 Hast thou been thy strength renewing, 
 Or been cheer'd by faintly viewing 
 Some beacon light ? 
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 thou stranger, 
 
 II 
 
 Many a danger 
 Hourly have I met ; 
 Yet by foes unseen surrounded, 
 And in many a conflict wounded, 
 I have never been confounded ; 
 Christ is my light. 
 
 3 Morn is breaking, 
 Nature waking 
 
 With her thousand tongues : 
 While the shades are fast retiring, 
 And the charms of earth conspiring 
 All to fill the soul admiring, 
 Liste.i to her songs. 
 
 4 Brighter regions, 
 Countless legions, 
 
 Heaven's morn displays; 
 On the eye of faith are pouring 
 Lofty heights and mansions tow'ring, 
 Spirits blest, their God adoring; 
 Heav'n is fill'd with praise. 
 
 5 Pleasures nearer, 
 Treasures dearer, 
 
 Cannot earth afford ? 
 Trials sore w r ill hence await thee, 
 
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 All who love the world will hate thee. 
 Spirits foul will fiercely meet thee, 
 By thy soul abhorr'd. 
 6 Endless treasures, 
 
 Boundless pleasures 
 Shall the victor crown ; 
 Onward still his soul is flying, 
 On the Lord of life relying, 
 All the rage of hell defying; 
 Heav'n will soon be won. 
 
 til -| HYMN. 7s 
 
 JL M. Privileges of Adoption. 
 
 1 BLESSED are the sons of God ; 
 They are bought with Jesus' blood; 
 They are ransom' d from the grave — 
 Life eternal they shall have. 
 
 • With them number'd may we be, 
 Here, and in eternity. 
 
 2 They are justifi'd by grace ; 
 They enjoy the Saviour's peace ; 
 All their sins are wash'd away ; 
 They shall stand in God's great day: 
 With them number'd may we be, 
 Here, and in eternity. 
 
 3 They produce the fruits of grace. 
 In the works of righteousness ; 
 
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 They are harmless, meek, and mild, 
 Holy, blameless, undefil'd : 
 With them number'd may we be, 
 Here, and in eternity. 
 
 4 They are lights upon the earth, 
 Children of a heav'nly birth ; 
 One with God, with Jesus one ; 
 Glory is in them begun : 
 With them number'd may v/e be, 
 Here, and in eternity. 
 
 ||0 HYMN. L. M. 
 
 M. M.& Faith our Guide. 
 
 1 'TIS by the faith of joys to come, 
 We walk through deserts dark as 
 
 night; 
 Till we arrive at heav'n our home, 
 Faith is our guide, and faith our 
 light. 
 
 2 The want of sight she well supplies ; 
 She makes the pearly gates appear ; 
 Far into distant worlds she pries, 
 And brings eternal glories near. 
 
 3 Cheerful we tread the desert through, 
 While faith inspires a heav'nly ray, 
 Though lions roar, and tempests blow, 
 And rocks and dangers nil the way. 
 
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 1| O HYMN. 8s. 
 
 JB_ €jP Longing for Heaven. 
 
 1 TO Jesus the crown of my hope, 
 My soui is in haste to be gone : 
 
 bear me, ye cherubim, up, 
 And waft me away to his throne. 
 
 2 My Saviour, whom absent, I love, 
 Whom, not having seen, I adore, 
 Whose name is exalted above 
 
 Ail glory, dominion, and power : 
 
 3 Dissolve thou these bonds that detain 
 My soul from her portion in thee; 
 Ah ! strike off this adamant chain, 
 And make me eternally free. 
 
 4 When that happy era begins, 
 When array 'd in thy glories, I shine, 
 Nor grieve any more, by my sins, 
 The bosom on which I recline : 
 
 5 then shall the veil be remov'd, 
 And round me thy brightness be 
 
 pour'd ; 
 
 1 shall meet him whom absent I Iov'd, 
 Shall see him whom unseen I ador'd. 
 
 5 And then never more shall the fears, 
 The trials, temptations, and woes, 
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 Which darken this valley, of tears, 
 Intrude on my blissful repose. 
 
 1-g M HYMN. C. M. 
 
 -H- *= The Power of Faith. 
 
 1 FAITH adds new charms to earthly 
 
 bliss, 
 And saves me from its snares ; 
 Its aid in ev'ry duty brings, 
 And softens all my cares. 
 
 2 The wounded conscience knows its 
 
 pow'r, 
 The healing balm to give ; 
 That balm the saddest heart can cheer, 
 And make the dying live. 
 S Wide it unveils celestial worlds, 
 Where deathless pleasures reign ; 
 And bids me seek my portion there, 
 Nor bids me seek in vain. 
 
 4 It shows the precious promise, seal'd 
 
 With the Redeemer's blood ; 
 And helps my feebJe hope to rest 
 Upon a faithful God. 
 
 5 There, there unshaken would I rest, 
 
 Till this vile body dies ; 
 And then, on faith's triumphant wings, 
 To endless glory rise. 
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 1-| K. HYMN. C. M. 
 
 -H- •W Confiding in God. 
 
 1 TO thee, my God, my heart shall bring 
 
 The lively grateful song; 
 Attending kings shall hear me sing, 
 With rapture on my tongue. 
 
 2 Amid the glories of thy name, 
 
 Thy truth exalted shines ; 
 A faithful God thy words proclaim 
 In everlasting lines. 
 
 3 When in the day of deep distress, 
 
 To thee, my God, I cry'd, 
 With strength divine, thy powerful grace 
 My fainting soul suppli'd. 
 
 4 Thou, Lord, wilt all my hopes fulfil, 
 
 To thee the work belongs ; 
 
 Let endless mercy guide me still, 
 
 And tune my grateful songs. 
 
 It &L HYMN. L.M. 
 
 M. O The tiuint's Hope. 
 
 1 WHAT sinners value, I resign ; 
 Lord, 'tis enough that thou art mine : 
 I shall behold thy blissful face, 
 
 And stand complete in righteousness. 
 
 2 glorious hour ! blest abode ! 
 I shall be near and like my God ; 
 
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 And flesh and sin no more control 
 The sacred pleasures of the soul. 
 
 3 My flesh shall slumber in the ground. 
 Till the last trumpet's joyful sound; 
 Then burst the chains with sweet sur- 
 prise, 
 And in my Saviour's image rise. 
 
 1-g mr HYMN. L. M. 
 
 ■"- ■ Crucifixion to the World. 
 
 1 WHEN I survey the wond'rous 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 mingled down ! 
 Did e'er such love and sorrow meet. 
 Or thorns compose so rich a crown ? 
 
 4 Were the wide realm of nature mine, 
 That were a present far too small ; 
 Love so amazing, so divine, 
 Demands my soul, my life, my all. 
 
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 1-g £> HYMN 8s, 7s and 4s. 
 M. C9 God the Pilgri/n's Guide. 
 
 1 GUIDE me, thou great Jehovah, 
 
 Pilgrim through this barren land ; 
 I am weak, hut thou art mighty ; 
 Hold me with thy powerful hand : 
 
 Bread of heaven, 
 Feed me till I want no more. 
 
 2 Open, Lord, the crystal fountain, 
 
 Whence the healing waters flow ; 
 Let the fiery, cloudy pillar 
 
 Lead me all my journey through : 
 
 Strong deliv'rer, 
 Be thou still my strength and shield. 
 
 3 When I tread the verge of Jordan, 
 
 Bid my anxious fears subside ; 
 Death of death, and hell's destruction, 
 Land me safe on Canaan's side : 
 
 Songs of praises 
 I will ever give to thee. 
 
 1-g Ck HYMN. L. M. 
 
 -H- ^ Grateful recollection, or renewal of Cov- 
 enant. 
 
 1 I LOVE the Lord ; his gracious ear 
 Was open to my mournful pray'r ; 
 He heard my supplicating voice, 
 And bade my fainting heart rejoice. 
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CHRISTIAN. 
 
 2 Return, my soul, and sweetly rest 
 On thy almighty Father's breast ; 
 The riches of his grace adore, 
 
 And tell his wond'rous mercies o'er. 
 
 3 What shall I render to the Lord ? 
 Or how his matchless grace record ? 
 To him my grateful voice I'll raise, 
 And pour libations to his praise. 
 
 4 His crowded courts shall see me pay 
 The vows of my distressful day ; 
 
 In life and death, the saints shall find 
 Their guardian God forever kind. 
 
 "1 &,€% HYMN. L. M. 
 
 M. &t^Jr Inconstant Heart lamented, 
 
 1 AH ! wretched, vile, ungrateful heart, 
 That can from Jesus thus depart ; 
 Thus fond of trifles vainly rove, 
 Forgetful of a Saviour's love. 
 
 2 Jesus, to thee I would return, 
 And, at thy feet repenting, mourn : 
 There let me view thy pard'ninglove, 
 And never from thy sight remove. 
 
 2 let thy love, with sweet control, 
 
 Bind all the passions of my soul ; 
 
 Bid ev'ry earthly charm depart, 
 
 And dwell forever in my heart. 
 
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 16>|j HYMN. C. M. 
 
 r*'-"- Joys departed. 
 
 L SWEET was the time, when first I felt 
 The Saviour's pard'ning blood, 
 Appli'd to cleanse my soul from guilt, 
 And bring me home to God. 
 
 2 Soon as the morn the light reveal'd, 
 
 His praises tun'd my tongue ; 
 And when the evening shades prevail'd, 
 His love was all my song. 
 
 3 In pray'r, my soul drew near the Lord, 
 
 And saw his glory shine ; 
 And when I read his holy word, 
 I call'd each promise mine. 
 
 4 But now, when evening shade prevails, 
 
 My soul in darkness mourns ; 
 And when the morn the light reveals, 
 No light to me returns. 
 
 5 Rise, Lord, now help me to prevail, 
 
 And make my soul thy care ; 
 I know thy mercy cannot fail, 
 Let me that mercy share. 
 
 t£>£> HYMN. C. M. 
 
 >*&&> Seeking God. 
 
 1 OH, that I knew the secret place. 
 Where I might find my God; 
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 I'd spread my wants before his face, 
 And pour my woes abroad. 
 
 2 I'd tell him how my sins arise, 
 
 What sorrows I sustain ; 
 How grace decays, and comfort dies, 
 And leave my heart in pain. 
 
 3 He knows what arguments I'd take 
 
 To wrestle with my God ; 
 I'd plead for his own mercy's sake, 
 And for my Saviour's blood. 
 
 4 My God will pity my complaints, 
 
 And heal my broken bones ; 
 He takes the meaning of his saints, 
 The language of their groans. 
 
 5 Arise, my soul, from deep distress, 
 
 And banish every fear ; 
 He calls thee to his throne of grace, 
 To spread thy sorrows there. 
 
 1QZ&& HYMN. CM. 
 
 s&€& Peeking Help in God. 
 
 1 FROM the dark borders of despair, 
 
 To thee, my God, I cry ; 
 Wilt thou, in pity, hear my pray'r 
 And every plaintive sigh. 
 
 2 Yet sovereign mercy dwells with thee 
 
 Hope dawns amid my fears ; 
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 £ Divine forgiveness, large and free, 
 
 Shall stay my flowing tears. 
 As those who wait with longing eyes, 
 
 To see the cheerful morn ; 
 So shall my ardent wishes rise, 
 
 Till thou, my God, return. 
 Let ali the saints upon the Lord 
 
 With cheerful hope recline ; 
 I For pow'r and mercy, in his word, 
 
 With boundless glory shine. 
 
 '{QtA HYMN. CM. 
 
 Ls4& /L da: Prayer for quickening Grace. 
 
 OH ! for a closer walk with God, 
 
 A calm and heav'nly frame ; 
 A light to shine upon the road 
 
 That leads me to the lamb ! 
 What peaceful hours I once enjoy M! 
 
 How sweet their mem'ry still ! 
 But they have left a cheerless void, 
 
 The world can never fill. 
 ! Return, holy Dove, return, 
 
 Sweet messenger of rest ; 
 I hate the sins that made thee mourn, 
 
 And drove thee from my breast. 
 t The dearest idol I have known, 
 
 Whate'er that idol be, 
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 Help me to tear it from thy throne, 
 And worship only thee. 
 5 So shall my walk be close with G 
 Calm and serene my frame ; 
 
 So purer light shall mark the road 
 That leads me to the Lamb- 
 
 S6$PL HYMN. S.M. 
 
 **** " Watch and pray. ' 
 
 1 MY soul, be on thy guard, 
 Ten thousand foes arise ; 
 
 And hosts of sins are pressing hard, 
 To draw thee from the skies. 
 
 2 0, watch, and fight, and pray ; 
 The battle ne'er give o'er; 
 
 Renew it boldly ev'ry day, 
 And help divine implore. 
 
 3 Ne'er think the viet'ry won, 
 Nor lay thy armour down ; 
 
 Thy arduous work will not be done 
 Till thou obtain thy crown. 
 
 1*24? HYMN. L. M. 
 
 ^^ Help in God alone, 
 
 1 HOW long, Lord, shall I complai 
 Like one that seeks his God in vaii 
 How long my soul thine absence mow 
 And still despair of thy return ? 
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 Tow long shall my poor troubled breast 
 3e with these anxious thoughts opprest? 
 
 * thou withhold thy heav'nly light, 
 il sleep in everlasting night. 
 
 [ear, Lord, and grant me quick relief, 
 'hy mercy now shall end my grief; 
 :'or I have trusted in thy grace, 
 i .nd shall again behold thy face. 
 
 Hiate'er my fears or foes suggest, 
 'hou art my hope, my joy, my rest ; 
 [ly heart shall feel thy love, and raise 
 Iy cheerful voice to songs of praise. 
 
 I m HYMN. C. M. 
 
 * » Desiring the Presence of God. 
 
 i [EAR, gracious God, my humble 
 
 moan, 
 ' To thee I breathe my sighs; 
 l Phen will the mournful night be gone, 
 And when my joys arise ? 
 ty God — could I make the claim, 
 My Father and my friend, 
 .nd call thee mine, by ev'ry name 
 On which thy saints depend ; 
 |r ev'ry name of pow'r and love, 
 5 I would thy grace entreat ; 
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CHRISTIAN. 
 
 Nor should my humble hopes remc 
 Nor leave the sacred seat. 
 
 Yet, though my soul in darkn 
 mourns, 
 
 Thy word is all my stay ; 
 Here I would rest till light return 
 
 Thy presence makes my day. 
 
 |16$8 HyMN - C ' M - 
 
 .EL Am iCy Submission. 
 
 1 LORD, my best desires fulfil, 
 
 And help me to resign 
 Life, health, and comfort to thy wj 
 And make thy pleasures mine. 
 
 2 Why should I shrink at thy comms 
 
 Thy love forbids my fears ; 
 Why tremble at the gracious hand 
 That wipes away my tears ? 
 
 3 No — let me rather freely yield 
 
 What most I prize, to thee ; 
 Thou never hast a good withheld. 
 Or wilt withhold from me. 
 
 4 Thy favour, all my journey throu^ 
 
 Shall be my rich supply ; 
 What more I want, or think I do, 
 Let wisdom still deny, 
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 tf»Q HYMN. C. M. 
 
 J** ** Sickness and Recovery. 
 
 L MY God, thy service well demands 
 The remnant of my days ; 
 Why was this fleeting breath renew'd, 
 But to renew thy praise ? 
 2 Thine arms of everlasting love 
 Did this weak frame sustain, 
 When life was hov'ring o'er the grave, 
 And nature sunk with pain. 
 1 Calmly I bow'd my fainting head 
 On thy dear faithful breast ; 
 Pleas'd to obey my Fathers call 
 To his eternal rest. 
 I Into thy hands, my Saviour God, 
 Did I my soul resign, 
 In firm dependence on that truth 
 Which made salvation mine. 
 
 5 Back from the borders of the grave, 
 
 At thy command I come ; 
 Nor will I ask a speedier flight 
 To my celestial home. 
 
 6 Where thou appointest mine abode, 
 
 There would I choose to be ; 
 For in thy presence death is life, 
 And earth is heav'n with thee. 
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 Ja. tJP^L^ Praise from all Creatures. 
 
 1 BEGIN, my soul, th' exalted lay ; 
 Let each enraptur'd thought obey, 
 
 And praise th' Almighty name ; 
 Lo ! heav'n, and earth, and seas, and 
 
 skies, 
 In one melodious concert rise, 
 
 To swell th' inspiring theme. 
 
 2 Thou heav'n of heav'ns, his vast 
 
 abode, 
 Ye clouds, proclaim your Maker God 
 
 Ye thunders, speak his power: 
 Lo ! on the light'ning's fiery wing, 
 In triumph walks th' eternal King ; 
 
 Th' astonish'd worlds adore. 
 
 3 Ye deeps, with roaring billows rise, 
 To join the thunders of the skies, 
 
 Praise him who bids you roll ; 
 His praise in softer notes declare, 
 Each whisp'ring breeze of yielding air, 
 
 And breathe it to the soul. 
 
 4 Wake, all ye soaring throngs, and sing, 
 Ye feather'd warblers of the spring, 
 
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GOD. 
 
 Harmonious anthems raise 
 To him who shap'd your finer mould, 
 Who tipp'd your glitt'ring wings with 
 gold, 
 
 And tun'd your voice to praise. 
 
 5 Let man, by nobler passions sway'd, 
 Let man, in God's own image made, 
 
 His breath in praise employ ; 
 Spread wide his Maker's name around, 
 Till heav'n shall echo back the sound 
 
 In songs of holy joy. 
 
 -A O) J HYMN. S. M. 
 
 M. ^9 M. P raise from Creatures. 
 
 I LET ev'ry creature join, 
 To praise th' eternal God ; 
 Ye heav'nly hosts, the song begin, 
 And sound his name abroad. 
 
 I Thou sun, with golden beams, 
 And moon, with paler rays, 
 Ye starry lights, ye twinkling flames, 
 Shine to your Maker's praise- 
 
 \ He built those worlds above, 
 
 And fix'd their wond'rous frame ; 
 By his command they stand or move, 
 1 And ever speak his name. 
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 GOD. 
 
 4 By all his works above 
 
 His honours be express'd ; 
 But saints who taste his saving love 
 Should sing his praises best- 
 
 |Q^ HYMN. Gs and 4s. 
 
 M.*3<& Invocation. 
 
 1 COME, thou Almighty King, 
 Help us thy name to sing, 
 
 Help us to praise : 
 Father all glorious, 
 O'er all victorious, 
 Come and reign over us, 
 
 Ancient of days. 
 
 2 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 ev'ry heart? 
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GOD. 
 
 And ne'er from us depart, 
 Spirit of pow'r. 
 
 To the great One in Three, 
 The highest praises be, 
 
 Hence evermore : 
 His sovereign majesty, 
 May we in glory see, 
 And to eternity 
 
 Love and adore. 
 
 3*B HYMN. 6s and 7s. 
 
 £2> Praise from all Creation. 
 
 ANGELS, assist to sing 
 The honours of your God ; 
 Touch ev'ry tuneful string, ' 
 And sound his name abroad : 
 
 Pour the trembling notes along ; 
 
 Swell the grand immortal song. 
 
 And ye of meaner birth, 
 
 Your joyful voices raise ; 
 
 Inhabitants of earth, 
 
 Your great Creator praise : 
 Let your loud hosannas rise, 
 Shake the earth and pierce the skies. 
 
 Let day and dusky night, 
 In solemn order join 
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GOD. 
 
 His praises to recite, 
 
 And speak his power divine i 
 
 Ev'ry hill and ev'ry vale, 
 
 Echo with the sacred tale. 
 4 Let ev'ry creature sing 
 The honours of our God ; 
 Touch ev'ry tuneful string, 
 And spread his praise abroad : 
 
 Pour the trembling notes along ; 
 
 Swell the universal song. 
 
 ~t*\4L HYMN. H. M. 
 
 JL €B^x God's Goodness and Trutlu 
 
 1 SING to the Lord most high ; 
 Let ev'ry land adore ; 
 
 With grateful voice make known 
 His goodness and his power: 
 
 With cheerful songs 
 
 Declare his ways, 
 
 And let his praise 
 
 Inspire your tongues. 
 
 2 Enter his courts with joy ; 
 With fear address the Lord ; 
 He form'd us with his hand, 
 And quicken'd by his word ; 
 
 With wide command, 
 He spreads his sway 
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GOD. 
 
 O'er ev'ry sea 
 
 And ev'ry land. 
 His bands provide our food 
 And ev'ry blessing give ; 
 We feed upon his care, 
 And in bis pastures live : 
 
 With cheerful songs 
 
 Declare his ways, 
 
 And let his praise 
 
 Inspire your tongues. 
 Good is the Lord our God, 
 His truth and mercy sure ; 
 While earth and heav'n shall last, 
 His promises endure: 
 
 With wide command, 
 
 He spreads his sway 
 
 O'er ev'ry sea 
 
 And ev'ry land. 
 
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 HYMN. H. M. 
 
 Praise in Zion. 
 
 IN Zion's sacred gates, 
 Let hymns of praise begin, 
 Where acts of faith and love 
 In ceaseless beauty shine. 
 In mercy there 
 While God is known, 
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GOD. 
 
 Before his throne 
 
 With songs appear. 
 
 2 In heav'nly courts above, 
 
 Ye angels lift your voice, 
 
 Let heav'nly harps resound, 
 
 And happy saints rejoice. 
 
 The glories sing, 
 
 That ever shine 
 
 With pomp divine 
 
 Around your King. 
 
 l] Dl| HYMN. H. M. 
 
 JL€*** Rejoicing in God. 
 
 1 TO your creator God, 
 Your great preserver, raise, 
 Ye creatures of his hand, 
 Your highest notes of praise : 
 
 Let ev'ry voice 
 Proclaim his pow'r. 
 His name adore, 
 And loud rejoice. 
 
 2 Let ev'ry creature join 
 To celebrate his name, 
 And all their various pow'rs 
 Assist th 1 exalted theme. 
 
 Let nature raise, 
 From ev'ry tongue, 
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GOD. 
 
 A gen'ral song 
 Of grateful praise. 
 
 3 But oh ! from human tongues 
 Should nobler praises flow ; 
 And ev'ry thankful heart 
 With warm devotion glow : 
 
 Your voices raise 
 Above the rest ; 
 Ye highly blest, 
 Declare his praise. 
 
 4 Assist me, gracious God, 
 My heart, my voice inspire, 
 Then shall I grateful join 
 The universal choir : 
 
 Thy grace can raise 
 My heart, my tongue, 
 And tune my song 
 To lively praise. 
 
 1«$ *f HYMN. L. M. 
 
 O i .Majesty of God. 
 
 1 COME, my soul, in sacred lays, 
 Attempt thy great Creator's praise ; 
 But O, what tongue can speak his 
 
 fame ? 
 What mortal verse can reach the 
 theme ? 
 
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GOD. 
 
 2 Enthron'd amidst the radiant spheres, 
 He glory like a garment wears ; 
 
 To form a robe of light divine, 
 Ten thousand suns around him shine 
 
 3 In all our Maker's grand designs, 
 Omnipotence with wisdom shines ; 
 His works, through all his wond'rou^ 
 
 frame, 
 Bear the great impress of his name. 
 
 4 Rais'd on devotion's lofty wing, 
 Do thou, my soul, his glories sing; 
 And let his praise employ thy tongue, 
 Till list'ning worlds repeat the song. 
 
 -J OC HYMN. H. M. 
 
 -*- ^* ^ Perpetual Praise. 
 
 1 TO thee, great source of light, 
 My thankful voice I'll raise ; 
 And all my powers unite 
 
 To celebrate thy praise : 
 And, till my voice is lost in death, 
 May praise employ my ev'ry breath 
 
 2 And when this feeble tongue 
 Lies silent in the dust, 
 
 My soul shall dwell among 
 The spirits of the just ; 
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 Then, with the shining hosts above, 
 In nobler strains I'll sing thy love. 
 
 1«5C| HYMN. 7s. 
 
 ^JP %J? Praise for Temporal Mercies. 
 
 1 PRAISE to God ! immortal praise, 
 For the love that crowns our days : 
 Bounteous source of ev'ry joy, 
 Let thy praise our tongues employ. 
 
 2 All that spring, with bounteous hand, 
 Scatters o'er the smiling land ; 
 
 All that liberal autumn pours 
 
 From her rich, o'erflowing stores ; — 
 
 3 These to that dear source we owe 
 Whence our sweetest comforts flow ; 
 These, through all my happy days, 
 Claim my cheerful songs of praise. 
 
 H J.O HYMN. H. M. 
 
 jL / datxJ F Perfections of God's Government. 
 
 1 THE Lord Jehovah reigns, 
 His throne is built on high : 
 The garments he assumes, 
 Are light and majesty. 
 His glories shine 
 With beams sobright ? 
 No mortal eye 
 Can bear the sight. 
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GOD. 
 
 The thunders of his hand 
 Keep the wide world in awe ; 
 His wrath and justice stand 
 To guard his holy law ; 
 
 And wfiere his love 
 
 Resolves to bless, 
 
 His truth confirms, 
 
 And seals the grace. 
 
 Through all his perfect works 
 Surprising wisdom shines ; 
 Confounds the pow'rs of hell, 
 And breaks their curs'd designs ; 
 
 Strong is his arm, 
 
 And shall fulfil 
 
 His great decrees, 
 
 His sovereign will. 
 
 And can this mighty King ■ 
 Of glory condescend, 
 And will he write his name, 
 My Father and my Friend ? 
 
 I love his name, 
 
 I love his word : 
 
 Join all my pow'rs, 
 
 And praise the Lord. 
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 | J| HYMN. C. M. 
 
 JcL TC JL Rejoicing in God our Father. 
 
 1 COME, shout aloud the Father's grace, 
 
 And sing the Saviour's love ; 
 Soon shall you join the glorious theme. 
 In loftier strains above. 
 
 2 God, the eternal, mighty God, 
 
 To dearer names descends ; 
 Calls you his treasure and his joy, 
 His children and his friends. 
 
 3 My Father God ! and may these lips 
 
 Pronounce a name so dear ? 
 Not thus could heav'n's sweet harmony 
 Delight my list'ning ear. 
 
 4 Thanks to my God for ev'ry gift 
 
 His bounteous hands bestow ; 
 And thanks eternal for that love 
 Whence all those comforts flow. 
 
 t A$& HYMN. S. M. D. 
 
 JL rab^i Spiritual and temporal Alercies, 
 
 1 BLESS the Lord, my soul; 
 Let all within me join ; 
 And aid my tongue to bless his name, 
 Whose favours are divine. 
 'Tis he forgives thy sins ; 
 *Tis he relieves thy pain ; 
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 'Tis he that heals thy sicknesses, 
 
 And makes thee young again, 
 2 He crowns thy life with love, 
 
 When ransom'd from the grave ; 
 He who redeem'd my soul from hell, 
 
 Hath sovereign pow'r to save. 
 
 O bless the Lord, my soul, 
 
 Nor let his mercies lie 
 Forgotten in unthankfulness, 
 
 And without praises die. 
 
 *i /■ Q HYMN. C. M. 
 
 J. ^t€B The Grandeur of God. 
 
 1 THE God of nature and of grace 
 
 In all his works appears ; 
 His goodness through the earth we 
 trace, 
 His grandeur in the spheres. 
 
 2 Lift to the arch of heav'n your eye, 
 
 Thither his path pursue ; 
 His glory boundless as the sky, 
 O'erwhelms the wond'ring view. 
 
 3 He bows the heav'ns, — the mountains 
 
 stand 
 A highway for their God ; 
 He walks amidst the desert land, — 
 'Tis Eden where he trod. 
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 In ev'ry stream, his bounty flows 
 Diffusing joy and wealth; 
 
 In ev'ry breeze, his Spirit blows 
 The breath of life and health. 
 
 Ye nations bend — inrev'rence bend; 
 
 Ye monarchs, wait his nod, 
 And bid the choral song ascend 
 
 To celebrate your God. 
 
 HYMN. C; M. 
 
 JVouden- of God's Love. 
 
 1 YE humble souls, approach your God 
 
 With songs of sacred praise; 
 For he is good, supremely good ; 
 And kind are all his ways. 
 
 2 All nature owns his guardian care, 
 
 In him we live and move ; 
 But nobler ber elits declare 
 The wonders of his love. 
 
 3 He gave his Son, his only Son, 
 
 To ransom rebel worms ; 
 'Tis here he makes his goodness known 
 In its diviner forms. 
 
 4 To this dear refuge, Lord, we come, 
 
 'Tis here our hope relies ; 
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 A safe defence, a peaceful home, 
 
 When storms of trouble rise. 
 5 Thine eye beholds, with kind regard, 
 
 The souls who trust in thee ; 
 Their humble hope thou wilt reward, 
 
 With bliss divinely free. 
 8 Great God, to thy almighty love, 
 
 What honours shall we raise ? 
 Not all th' angelic songs above 
 
 Can render equal praise. 
 
 \A-% HYMN S. M. 
 
 A^at^JP j^j ie presence of God desired. 
 
 1 MY God, my life, my love, 
 To thee, to thee I call ; 
 
 I cannot live if thou remove, 
 For thou art all in all. 
 
 2 Nor earth, nor all the sky, 
 Can one delight afford ; 
 
 No, not a drop of real joy, 
 Without thy presence, Lord. 
 
 3 Thou art the sea of love, 
 Where all my pleasures roll ; 
 
 The circle where my passions move, 
 And centre of my soul. 
 
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1J|* HYMN. L. M. 
 
 Ta:Ur Power arid goodness of Goa. 
 
 1 YE sons of men, with joy record 
 The various wonders of the Lord ; 
 And let his pow'r and goodness sound* 
 Through all your tribes, the earth 
 
 around. 
 
 2 Let the high heav'ns your songs in- 
 
 vite, 
 Those spacious fields of brilliant light ; 
 Where sun, and moon, and planets 
 
 roll, 
 And stars, that glow from pole to pole. 
 
 3 But oh ! that brighter world above ! 
 There lives and reigns incarnate love; 
 This theme demands an angel's lay, 
 Demands an everlasting day. 
 
 "I zCT HYMN. C. M. 
 
 -H- ^^ <* Creation and Providence. 
 
 1 LORD, when my raptur'd thought 
 
 surveys 
 Creation's beauties o'er, 
 All nature joins to teach thy praise. 
 And bid my soul adore. 
 
 2 Where'er I turn my gazing eyes. 
 
 Thy radiant footsteps shine ; 
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GOD. 
 
 Ten thousand pleasing wonders rise, 
 And speak their source divine. 
 
 3 On me thy providence has shone 
 
 With gentle, smiling rays ; 
 let my lips and life make known 
 Thy goodness and thy praise. 
 
 4 All bounteous Lord, thy grace impart; 
 
 teach me to improve 
 Thy gifts with ever grateful heart ; 
 And crown them with thy love. 
 
 -f A Q HYMN. S. M. 
 
 JL *-&. C? God my Creator and Benefactor. 
 
 1 MY Maker and my King, 
 To thee, my all I owe ; 
 
 Thy sovereign bounty is the spring 
 From whence my blessings flow. 
 
 2 The creature of thy hand, 
 On thee alone I live ; 
 
 My God, thy benefits demand 
 
 More praise than life can give. 
 
 3 ! let thy grace inspire 
 
 My soul with strength divine ; 
 Let all my pow'rs to thee aspire, 
 And all my days be thine. 
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 "f A Q HYMN. C. M. 
 
 JLTfcijr Thanks for Providence and Grace. 
 
 1 ALMIGHTY Father, gracious Lord, 
 
 Kind guardian of my days, 
 
 Thy mercies let my heart record 
 
 In songs of grateful praise. 
 
 2 In life's first dawn, my tender frame 
 
 Was thy indulgent care, 
 Long ere I could pronounce thy name, 
 Or breathe the infant pray'r. 
 
 3 Yet I adore thee, gracious Lord, 
 
 For favours more divine ; 
 That I have known thy sacred word, 
 Where all thy glories shine. 
 
 4 When blest with that transporting 
 
 view, 
 That Jesus died for me, 
 For this sweet hope, what praise is 
 
 due, 
 O God of grace, to thee ? 
 
 5 Now shall my joyful pow'rs unite, 
 
 In more exalted lays, 
 Till I shall join the sons of light. 
 In everlasting praise. 
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 1 ^TfcO HYMN. C. M. 
 
 JL %J&\F Gods presence is Light in Darkness. 
 
 1 MY God, the spring of all my joys, 
 
 The life of my delights ; 
 The glory of my brightest days, 
 And comfort of my nights. 
 
 2 In darkest shades, if thou appear, 
 
 My dawning is begun ; 
 Thou art my soul's bright morning star 
 And thou my rising sun. 
 
 3 The op'ning heav'ns around me shine 
 
 With beams of sacred bliss ; 
 When Jesus shows his heart is mine, 
 And whispers I am his . 
 
 f] ft, 1 HYMN. C. M. D. 
 
 JL «J> JL Thirsting after God. 
 
 1 WHEN fainting in the sultry waste, 
 
 And parch'd with thirst extreme, 
 The weary pilgrim longs to taste 
 
 The cool refreshing stream ; 
 So longs the weary, fainting mind, 
 
 Oppress'd with sins and woes, 
 Some soul-reviving spring to find, 
 
 Whence heav'nly comfort flows. 
 
 2 Oh, may I thirst for thee, my God, 
 
 With ardent, strong desire ; 
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 GOD. 
 
 And still, through all this desert road, 
 To taste thy grace aspire. 
 
 Then shall my pray'r to thee ascend, 
 A grateful sacrifice ; 
 
 My mourning voice thou wilt attend, 
 And grant me full supplies. 
 
 HYMN. L. M. 
 
 Imploring Divine Influence. 
 
 1 MY God, whene'er my longing heart 
 Its grateful tribute would impart, 
 
 In vain my boldest thoughts arise, 
 I sink to earth, and lose the skies. 
 
 2 Thy name inspires the harps above, 
 With harmony, and praise, and love ; 
 That grace which tunes th' immortal 
 
 strings, 
 Looks kindly down on mortal things. 
 
 3 let thy grace guide ev'ry song, 
 And fill my heart and tune my tongue; 
 Then shall the strain harmonious flow, 
 And heav'n's sweet work begin be- 
 low. 
 
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 1 £Sk^& HYMN. CM. 
 
 A*JO Christ's Nativity. 
 
 1 MORTALS, awake, with angels join, 
 
 And chant the solemn lay : 
 
 Joy, love, and gratitude, combine 
 
 To hail th' auspicious day. 
 
 2 In heav'n the rapt'rous song began, 
 
 And sweet seraphic fire 
 Through all the shining legions ran, 
 And strung and tun'd the lyre. 
 
 3 Swift, through the vast expanse, it: 
 
 flew, 
 
 And loud the echo roll'd ; 
 
 The theme, the song, the joy was new, 
 
 'Twas more than heav'n could hold. 
 
 4 Down through the portals of the sky 
 
 Th' impetuous torrent ran ; 
 
 And angels ilew with eager joy, 
 
 To bear the news to man. 
 
 5 Hark ! the cherubic armies shout, 
 
 And glory leads the song ; 
 Good -will and peace are heard through- 
 out 
 Th' harmonious heav'nly throng. 
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 fl *%&. HYMN - 8s and 7s. 
 
 ■- t^^S: Christ the Saviour bom. 
 
 fl HAIL, thou long expected Jesus, 
 Born to set thy people free ! 
 From our sins and fears release us, 
 Let us find our rest in thee. 
 
 2 Israel's strength and consolation, 
 
 Hope of all the saints thou art ; 
 Long desir'd of ev'ry nation, 
 Joy of ev'ry waiting heart. 
 
 3 Born, thy people to deliver, 
 
 Bom a child, yet God our King ; 
 i Born to reign in us for ever, 
 
 Now thy gracious kingdom bring. 
 
 4 By thine own eternal spirit, 
 
 Rule in all our hearts alone ; 
 I By thine all-sufficient merit, 
 
 Raise us to thy glorious throne. 
 
 1KR HYMN. 7s. 
 
 «J *£ Song of the Angels. 
 
 1 HARK ! the herald angels sing, 
 " Glory to the new-born King ; 
 Peace on earth, and mercy mild ; 
 God and sinners reconcil'd. " 
 
 Joyful all ye nations rise, 
 Join the triumphs of the skies ; 
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CHRIST. 
 
 With th' angelic hosts, proclaim, 
 " Christ is bom in Bethlehem." 
 
 3 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. 
 
 4 Hail, the heav'n-born Prince of peace, 
 Hail, the Sun of righteousness ! 
 Light and life to all he brings, 
 Ris'n with healing in his wings. 
 
 1K£t HYMN. S.M. 
 
 tJO < Good Will to Man." 
 
 1 BEHOLD, the grace appears, 
 The blessing promis'd long ; 
 
 Angels announce the Saviour near, 
 In their triumphant song. 
 
 2 " Glory to God on high, 
 
 And heav'nly peace on earth; 
 Good will to men, to angels joy, 
 At the Redeemer's birth." 
 
 3 In worship so divine 
 
 Let saints employ their tongues ; 
 With the celestial hosts we join, 
 And loud repeat their songs. 
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CHRIST. 
 
 4 " Glory to God on high, 
 
 And heav'nly peace on earth ; 
 Good-will to men, to angels joy, 
 At our Redeemer's birth." 
 
 IK & HYMN. H. M. _ 
 
 *-** • Joy at ImmcmveV s Birth. 
 
 1 HARK ! hark !— the notes of joy 
 Roll o'er the heav'nly plains, 
 And seraphs find employ 
 
 For their sublimest strains ; 
 Some new delight in heav'n is known ; 
 Loud sound the harps around the 
 
 throne. 
 
 2 Hark ! hark ! — the sounds draw 
 
 nigh, 
 The joyful hosts descend ; 
 Jesus forsakes the sky, 
 To earth his footsteps bend ; 
 
 He comes to bless our fallen race ; 
 
 He comes with messages of grace. 
 
 3 Bear, bear the tidings round ; 
 Let ev'ry mortal know 
 What love in God is found, 
 What pity he can show ; 
 
 Ye winds that blow, ye waves that roll, 
 
 Bear the si ad news from pole to pole* 
 
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 4 Strike, strike the harps again, 
 To great Immarmel's name ; 
 Arise, ye sons of men, 
 And all his grace proclaim ; 
 Angels and men, wake ev'ry string, 
 'Tis God the Saviour's praise we sing. 
 
 t ^m& HYMN. C. M. 
 
 JL *3 <3 The Redeemer's Message. 
 
 1 HARK ! the glad sound, the Saviour 
 
 comes, 
 The Saviour, promis'd long ! 
 Let ev'ry heart prepare a throne, 
 And ev'ry voice a song. 
 
 2 On him, the Spirit largely pour'd, 
 
 Exerts his sacred fire ; 
 Wisdom, and might, and zeal, and 
 love, 
 His holy breast inspire. 
 
 3 Our glad hosannas, Prince of Peace, 
 
 Thy welcome shall proclaim ; 
 And heav'n's eternal arches ring 
 With thy beloved name. 
 
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 J Pi** HYMN. lis and 10s. 
 
 JL *J *? Star of the East. 
 
 1 BRIGHTNESS of glory, thou God 
 
 of the morning, 
 
 Dawn on our darkness, and lend us 
 thine aid ; 
 Shine like the star, the horizon adorn- 
 ing ; 
 
 Guide where the infant Redeemer 
 is laid. 
 
 2 Cold on his cradle, the dew drops are 
 
 shining ; 
 Low lies his head, with the beasts 
 of the stall ; 
 Sages adore him, in slumbers reclin- 
 ing; 
 Maker, and Monarch, and Saviour 
 of all. 
 
 3 Say, shall they yield him, in costly 
 
 devotion, 
 Odours of Edom, and ofPrings di- 
 vine ? 
 Gems of the mountain, and pearls of 
 the ocean, 
 Myrrh from the forest, or gold from 
 the mine ? 
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CHRIST. 
 
 4 Vainly they offer each ample oblation, 
 
 Vainly with gifts, would his favour 
 
 secure, 
 
 Richer, by far, is the heart's adoration ; 
 Dearer to God, are the pray'rs of the 
 poor. 
 
 t fifh HYMN. C. M. 
 
 JLvPx-F Jesus my Trust. 
 
 1 JESUS, I love thy charming name, 
 
 'Tis music to mine ear ; 
 Fain would I sound it out so loud, 
 That earth and heav'n should hear 
 
 2 Thy grace still dwells upon my heart 
 
 And sheds its fragrance there ; 
 The healing balm of all its wounds, 
 The cordial of its care. 
 
 3 I'll speak the honours of thy name 
 
 With my expiring breath ; 
 Then speechless clasp thee in mine 
 
 arms 
 
 The antidote of death. 
 
 Iff* -tf HYMN. 8s and 6s. 
 
 ^ -IL TJie Excellency of Christ. 
 
 1 0, COULD I speak the matchless 
 worth, 
 0, could I sound the glories forth 
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CHRIST. 
 
 Which in my Saviour shine ; 
 I'd soar and touch the heav'nly strings. 
 And vie with Gabriel while he sings, 
 
 1 ' In notes that are divine. 
 i 
 
 2 I'd sing the characters he bears, 
 And all the forms of love he wears, 
 
 Exalted on his throne : 
 In loftiest songs of sweetest praise, 
 I v/ould, to everlasting days, 
 Make all his glories known. 
 
 1 3 Soon the delightful day will come, 
 When my dear Lord will bring me 
 home, 
 And I shall see his face : 
 Then, with my Saviour, brother, friend, 
 A blest eternity I'll spend 
 Triumphant in his grace. 
 
 Ig^O HYMN. C. M. D. 
 
 WwJmi God reconciled in Christ. 
 
 1 DEAREST of all the names above, 
 
 My Jesus and my God, 
 Who can resist thy heav'nly love, 
 
 Or trifle with thy blood ? 
 'Tis by the merits of thy death, 
 
 The Father smiles again ; 
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CHRIST. 
 
 : Tis by thine interceding breathy 
 The Spirit dwells with men. 
 
 2 'Till God in human flesh I see, 
 
 My thoughts no comfort find ; 
 The holy, just, and sacred Three, 
 
 Are terrors to my mind. 
 But if Immanuel's face appear, 
 
 My hope, my joy begins ; 
 His name forbids my slavish fear, 
 
 His grace removes my sins. 
 
 S fifcl HYMN. C. M. 
 
 -■- *J *& Sun of Righteousness. 
 
 1 RISE, glorious Sun, supremely bright, 
 
 Diffuse thy rays abroad ; 
 Scatter the shades of gloomy night, 
 And show the heav'nly road. 
 
 2 With healing in thy wings, arise 
 
 On this dark soul of mine ; 
 Oh, pour thy glories from the skies, 
 And give me life divine. 
 
 3 Though thorns and briers, pits and 
 
 snares, 
 Beset the path I go, 
 One ray of thine dispels my fears, 
 And guides me safely through. 
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 1 A/1- HYMN. S. M. 
 
 M. VPtBt Christ will hear Prayer. 
 
 1 JESUS, who knows full well 
 The heart of ev'ry saint, 
 
 Invites us, all our griefs to tell, 
 To pray, and never faint. 
 
 2 He bows his gracious ear — 
 We never plead in vain ; 
 
 Then let us wait till he appear, 
 And pray, and pray again. 
 
 3 Jesus the Lord will hear 
 His chosen when they cry ; 
 
 Yes, though he may a while forbear, 
 He'll help them from on high. 
 
 4 Then let us earnest cry, 
 And never faint in pray'r ; 
 
 He sees, he hears, and from on high, 
 Will make our cause his care. 
 
 |^K HYMN. C. M. 
 
 JL H_f f.3 Christ the living Fountain. 
 
 1 THERE is a fountain fill'd with blood, 
 
 Drawn from ImmanuePs veins ; 
 And sinners plung'd beneath that flood, 
 Lose all their guilty stains. 
 
 2 E'er since by faith I saw the stream * 
 
 Thy flowing wounds supply, 
 
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CHRIST. 
 
 Redeeming love has been my theme, 
 And shall be, till I die. 
 
 3 Then in a nobler, sweeter song, 
 
 I'll sing thy pow'r to save, 
 When this poor lisping falt'ring tongue 
 Lies silent in the grave. 
 
 4 Dear, dying Lamb ! thy precious blood 
 
 Shall never lose its pow'r, 
 Till all the ransom' d church of God 
 Be sav'd, to sin no more. 
 
 1 4fttfm HYMN. S. M. 
 
 JULP^LF Preserving Grace. 
 
 1 TO God, the only wise, 
 Our Saviour, and our King, 
 
 Let all the saints below the skies 
 Their humble praises bring. 
 
 2 'Tis his almighty love, 
 His counsel and his care, 
 
 Preserves us safe from sin and death, 
 And ev'ry hurtful snare. 
 
 3 He will present our souls 
 Unblemish'd and complete, 
 
 Before the glory of his face, 
 With joys divinely great. 
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 4 " Then all the chosen seed 
 
 Shall meet around the throne ; 
 
 Shall bless the conduct of his grace, 
 
 And make his wonders known. 
 
 5 To our Redeemer God 
 Wisdom with pow'r belongs ; 
 
 Immortal crowns of majesty, 
 And everlasting songs. 
 
 |ftW HYMN. L. M. 
 
 J-^P & Love of Christ. 
 
 1 I WAS a traitor doom'd to die, 
 Bound to endure eternal pains ; 
 When Jesus saw me from on high, 
 Was mov'd by love, and broke my 
 
 chains. 
 
 2 Did melting pity stoop so low, 
 
 The Lord from heav'n pour out his 
 
 blood, 
 To save our rebel race from wo, 
 And be our Advocate with God? 
 
 3 Infinite mercy! boundless love ! 
 Stand in amaze, ye rolling skies ; 
 The Son of God, his grace to prove, 
 Hangs on a tree, and groans, and dies. 
 
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CHRIST. 
 
 |fiC HYMN. 7s. 
 
 M. %J C9 The good Shepherd. 
 
 1 TELL me, Shepherd, from above, 
 Dearest object of my love, 
 Where thy little flocks abide, 
 Shelter' d by thy bleeding side. 
 
 2 Tell me, Saviour all divine, 
 Where I may my soul recline ; 
 Where I shall for refuge fly, 
 When the burning sun is high. 
 
 3 Claim me, Shepherd, as thine own, 
 Oh, protect me, thou alone ; 
 
 Let me hear thy gracious voice; 
 Make my fainting heart rejoice. 
 
 |£iQ HYMN. 7s. 
 
 JL h5 £r " The Day-spring from on High.'' 1 
 
 1 CHRIST, whose glory fills the skies, 
 Christ, the true the only light, 
 
 Sun of Righteousness, arise ; 
 Triumph o'er the shades of night : 
 " Day-spring from on high," be near ; 
 Day-star, in my heart appear. 
 
 2 Dark and cheerless is the morn, 
 If thy light is hid from me ; 
 Joyless is the day's return, 
 Till thy mercy's beams I see ; 
 
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 Till they inward light impart, 
 Cheer my eyes, and warm my heart. 
 3 Visit, then, this soul of mine, 
 Pierce the gloom of sin and grief; 
 Fill me, radiant Sun divine; 
 Scatter all my unbelief: 
 More and more thyself display, 
 Shining to the perfect day. 
 
 1WA HYMN. S. M. 
 
 6 \f » TJie Light of the World." 
 
 1 HOW heavy is the night 
 That hangs upon our eyes, 
 
 Till Christ, with his reviving light, 
 Over our souls arise. 
 
 2 Our guilty spirits dread 
 
 To meet the wrath of heav'n : 
 But in his righteousness array'd, 
 We see our sins forgiv'n. 
 
 3 Unholy and impure 
 
 Are all our thoughts and ways ; 
 His hands infected nature cure, 
 With sanctifying grace. 
 
 4 The pow'rs of hell agree 
 To hold our souls in vain : 
 
 He sets the sons of bondage free, 
 And breaks the cursed chain, 
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 5 Lord, we adore thy ways 
 To bring us near to God ; 
 Thy sovereign power, thy healing 
 grace, 
 And thine atoning blood. 
 
 1m -g HYMN. C. M. 
 
 • JL » p e ad of great Price." 
 
 1 YE glitt'ring toys of earth, adieu, 
 
 A nobler choice be mine ; 
 A real prize attracts my view — 
 A treasure all divine. 
 
 2 Begone, unworthy of my cares, 
 
 Ye flatfring baits of sense ; 
 Inestimable worth appears, 
 The pearl of price immense ! 
 
 3 Should both the Indies, at my call, 
 
 Their boasted stores resign, 
 With joy I would renounce them all, 
 For leave to call thee mine. 
 
 4 Should earth's vain treasures all depart, 
 
 Of this dear gift possess'd, 
 I'd clasp it to my joyful heart, 
 And be for everbless'd. 
 
 5 Dear Sovereign of my soul's desires, 
 
 Thy love is bliss divine ; 
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 Accept the praise that grace inspires, 
 Since I can call thee mine. 
 
 1WO HYMN. 8s. 
 
 i J& The Hiding Place. 
 
 1 HAIL, Sovereign Love, that form'd 
 
 the plan 
 To save rebellious, ruin'd man ! 
 Hail, matchless, free, eternal grace, 
 That gave my soul a hiding-place. 
 
 2 Against the God that rules the sky 
 I fought with weapons lifted high ; 
 I madly ran the sinful race, 
 Regardles of a hiding-place. 
 
 3 Yet when God's justice rose in view, 
 To Sinai's burning mount I flew: 
 Keen were the pangs of my distress ; 
 The mountain was no hiding-place. 
 
 4 But lo ! a heav'nly voice I heard ; 
 A bleeding Saviour then appear' d ; 
 Led by the Spirit of his grace, 
 
 I found in him a hiding-place. 
 
 5 On him the weight of vengeance fell 
 That else had sunk a world to hell : 
 Then, my soul, for ever praise 
 Thy Saviour God, thy hiding-place. 
 
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 -g «<«T> HYMN. 7s. 
 
 JL € «L# Fulness of Christ. 
 
 1 BLEEDING hearts defil'd by sin, 
 Jesus Christ can make you clean : 
 Contrite souls, with guilt opprest, 
 Jesus Christ can give you rest. 
 
 2 You that mourn o'er follies past, 
 Precious hours and years laid waste ; 
 Turn to God, turn and live, 
 Jesus Christ can still forgive. 
 
 3 You that oft have wander'd far 
 From the light of Bethl'em's star, 
 Trembling, now your steps retrace, 
 Jesus Christ is full of grace. 
 
 4 Souls benighted and forlorn, 
 Griev'd, afflicted, tempest-worn, 
 Now in Israeli rock confide, 
 Jesus Christ for man has died. 
 
 5 Fainting souls, in peril's hour, 
 Yield not to the tempter's pow'r ; 
 On the risen Lord rely, 
 
 Jesus Christ now reigns on high. 
 
 1>y yfl HYMN. 5s, 9s and 6s. 
 • ~Jfc " Come unto me." 
 
 1 COME, let us draw near, 
 The Saviour to hear 
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 As he speaks in the accents of love ; 
 
 1 He that cometh to me, 
 
 Shall from sin be set free, 
 And be welcom'd to mansions above. 
 
 2 i Who in me confide 
 Shall safely outride 
 
 All the tempests that lower beneath ; 
 
 With the ransom'd shall soar 
 
 To eternity's shore, 
 And outrly all the arrows of death. 
 
 3 ' Through me they shall come 
 To their permanent home, 
 
 •The fruition of heaven to prove ; 
 By love they shall rise, 
 And look down on the skies, 
 
 For the heaven of heavens is love.' 
 
 tmf K. HYMN. C. M. 
 
 & ** God's Love in Christ. 
 
 1 THE Saviour! oh, what endless charms 
 
 Dwell in the blissful sound ! 
 Its infiu'nce ev'ry fear disarms, 
 And spreads sweet peace around. 
 
 2 Here pardon, life, and joys divine, 
 
 In rich effusion flow, 
 For guilty rebels lost in sin, 
 And doom'd to endless wo. 
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 3 Oh, the rich depths of love divine, 
 
 Of bliss, a boundless store ! 
 Dear Saviour, let me call thee mine ; 
 I cannot wish for more. 
 
 4 On thee alone my hope relies, 
 
 Beneath thy cross I fall ; 
 My Lord, my life, my sacrifice, 
 My Saviour, and my all. 
 
 IS ^€t HYMN. H. M. 
 
 A • O Mission of Christ. 
 
 1 COME, ev'ry pious heart, 
 That loves the Saviour's name, 
 Your noblest pow'rs exert 
 
 To celebrate his fame ; 
 Tell all above, and all below, 
 The debt of love to him you owe. 
 
 2 He left his starry crown, 
 And laid his robes aside ; 
 
 On wings of love came down, 
 And wept, and bled, and died : 
 What he endur'd no tongue can tell, 
 To save our souls from death and hell. 
 
 3 From the dark grave he rose, 
 The mansion of the dead ; 
 And thence his mighty foes 
 In glorious triumph led : 
 
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CHRIST, 
 
 Up through the sky the conqu'ror rode^ 
 And reigns on high, the Saviour God. 
 
 1mm hymn. c. M. 
 
 ^ « King of Saints. 
 
 1 COME, ye that love the Savior's name, 
 
 And joy to make it known, 
 The sovereign of your hearts proclaim, 
 And bow before the throne. 
 
 2 Behold your King, your Savior, crown 'd 
 
 With glories ail divine ; 
 And tell the wond'ring nations round, 
 How bright those glories shine. 
 
 3 When in his earthly courts, we view 
 
 The beauties of our King, 
 We long to love as angels do, 
 And wish like them to sing. 
 
 4 And shall we long and wish in vain ? 
 
 Lord, teach our songs to rise ; 
 Thy love can animate the strain, 
 And bid it reach the skies. 
 
 im&Z HYMN. C M. 
 
 a *3 Asking the Presence of Christ. 
 
 1 COME, thou desire of all thy saints, 
 Our humble strains attend, 
 While, with our praises and complaints, 
 Low at thy feet we bend. 
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 2 How "should our songs, like those a- 
 
 bove, 
 With warm devotion rise ! 
 How should our souls on wings of love 
 Mount upward to the skies ! 
 
 3 Come, Lord, thy love alone can raise 
 
 In us the heav'nly flame ; 
 Then shall our lips resound thy praise, 
 Our hearts adore thy name. 
 
 4 Dear Saviour, let thy glory shine, 
 
 And fill thy dwellings here, 
 Till life, and love, and joy divine 
 . A heav'n on earth appear. 
 
 ImQk HYMN. C. M. 
 
 I <& Love to Christ desired. 
 
 1 THOU lovely source of true delight, 
 
 Whom I unseen adore, 
 Unveil thy beauties to my sight, 
 That I may love thee more. 
 
 2 Thy glory o'er creation shines; 
 
 But in thy sacred word, 
 I read, in fairer, brighter lines, 
 My bleeding, dying Lord. 
 
 3 'Tis here, whene'er my comforts droop, 
 
 And sin and sorrow rise, 
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CHRIST. 
 
 Thy love, with cheerful beams of hope, 
 My fainting breast supplies. 
 
 4 But ah ! too soon the pleasing scene 
 
 Is clouded o'er with pain ; 
 My gloomy fears rise dark between, 
 And I again complain. 
 
 5 Jesus, my Lord, my life, my light, 
 
 O come with blissful ray ; 
 Break radiant through the shades of 
 night, 
 And chase my fears away. 
 
 6 Then shall my soul with rapture trace 
 
 The wonders of thy love ; 
 But the full glories of thy face 
 Are only known above. 
 
 |QA HYMN. 7s, 6s and 8s. 
 
 P- O" Looking to Christ for Pardon. 
 
 1 SAVIOUR, Prince, enthron'd above, 
 Repentance to impart, 
 Give me, through thy dying love, 
 
 The humble, contrite heart; 
 
 Teach me, by thy gracious word, 
 
 My guilt and danger here to own ; 
 
 Turn and look upon me, Lord, 
 
 And break my heart of stone- 
 
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 2 See me. Saviour, from above, 
 
 Nor suffer me to die ; 
 Life, and happiness, and love 
 
 Beam from thy gracious eye ; 
 Speak the reconciling word, 
 And let thy mercy melt me down ; 
 Turn and look upon me, Lord, 
 
 And break my heart of stone. 
 
 3 Look, as when thy languid eye 
 
 Was clos'd, that we might live ; 
 When thy supplicating cry • 
 
 To God was heard, " Forgive." 
 Surely, with that dying word, 
 My Saviour turns, and says, 'tis done : 
 my bleeding, loving Lord, 
 
 This breaks my heart of stone. 
 
 fl&l HYMN. L. M. 
 
 M. (3 M. Gratitude to Christ. 
 
 1 NOW let my soul, eternal King ! 
 To thee its grateful tribute bring ; 
 My knee, with humble homage, bow; 
 My tongue perform its solemn vow. 
 
 2 All nature sings thy boundless love, 
 In worlds below, and worlds above ; 
 But in thy blessed word, I trace 
 Diviner wonders of thy grace, 
 
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 3 There what delightful truths I read, 
 There I behold the Saviour bleed : 
 His name salutes my list'ning ear, 
 Revives my heart, and checks my fear. 
 
 4 For love like this, oh, let my song 
 Through endless years thy praise pro- 
 long : 
 
 Let distant climes thy name adore, 
 Till time and nature are no more. 
 
 1£}££ HYMN. CM. 
 
 C9 & The Glories of the Lamb. 
 
 1 BEHOLD the glories of the Lamb, 
 
 Amidst his Father's throne ; 
 Prepare new honours for his name, 
 And songs before unknown. 
 
 2 Let elders worship at his feet, 
 
 The church adore around ; 
 With vials full of odours sweet, 
 And harps of sweeter sound. 
 
 3 Thou hast redee'm'd our souls with 
 
 blood, 
 Hast set the pris'ners free ; 
 Hast made us kings and priests to God, 
 And we shall reign with thee. 
 
 4 Now to the Lamb that once was slain, 
 
 Be endless blessings paid ; 
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 Salvation, glory, joy, remain 
 For ever on thy head. 
 
 ^ 6J*J| HYMN. 8s. 
 
 _H-<_y*JP Christ our Advocate. 
 
 1 WEARY of wand'ring from my God 
 And now made willing to return, 
 
 I hear, and bow beneath the rod ; 
 To him, with penitence, I mourn : 
 I have an Advocate above, 
 A friend before the throne of love. 
 
 2 O Jesus, full of pard'ning grace, 
 More full of grace than I of sin, 
 Yet once again I seek thy face, 
 Open thine arms and take me in ; 
 Oh ! freely my backslidings heal, 
 And love the dying sinner still. 
 
 3 Give to mine eyes refreshing tears, 
 And kindle my relentings now, 
 Fill all my soul with filial fears, 
 To thy sweet yoke my spirit bow ; 
 Bend, by thy grace, bend, or break 
 The iron sinew in my neck. 
 
 4 Ah ! give me, Lord, the tender heart 
 That trembles at th' approach of sin, 
 A godly fear of sin impart, 
 Implant and root it deep within; 
 
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 That I may dread thy fearful pow'r, 
 And never dare offend thee more. 
 
 "I ^JL HYMN. 6s and 4s. 
 M. O^Jb " Worthy the Lamb: 1 
 
 1 GLORY to God on high : 
 Let heav'n and earth reply — 
 
 Praise ye his name ! 
 His love and grace adore, 
 Who all our sorrows bore ; 
 And sing for ever more, 
 
 Worthy the Lamb. 
 
 2 Ye, who surround the throne, 
 Cheerfully join in one, 
 
 Praising his name : 
 Ye, who have felt his blood 
 Sealing your peace with God, 
 Sound his dear name abroad, 
 
 Worthy the Lamb. 
 
 3 Join, all ye ransom'd race, 
 Our Lord and God to bless ; 
 
 Praise ye his name : 
 In him we will rejoice, 
 And make a joyful noise, 
 Shouting with heart and voice, 
 
 Worthy the Lamb. 
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 4 Soon must we change our place^ 
 Yet will we never cease 
 
 Praising his name : 
 To him bur songs we'll bring, 
 Hail him our gracious King, 
 And through all ages sing, 
 
 Worthy the Lamb. 
 
 H H % HYMN. C. M. 
 
 JL C9 *$ Praise from Saints and Angels. 
 
 1 COME, let us join our cheerful songs, 
 
 With angels round the throne ; 
 Ten thousand thousand are their 
 tongues, 
 But all their joys are one. 
 
 2 Worthy the Lamb that died, they cry, 
 
 To be exalted thus : 
 Worthy the Lamb, our lips reply, 
 For he was slain for us. 
 
 3 Jesus is worthy to receive 
 
 Honour and pow'r divine ; 
 And blessings more than we can give. 
 Be, Lord, for ever thine. 
 
 4 Let all who dwell above the sky, 
 
 A.nd air, and earth, and seas, 
 Conspire to lift thy glories high, 
 And speak thine endless praise. 
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 ~! &tfi HYMN. L. M. 
 
 JL C3 \9" Blessing and honour unto the Lamb." 
 
 1 WHAT equal honours shall we bring 
 To thee, Lord our God, the Lamb, 
 When all the notes that angels sin£ 
 Are far inferior to thy name ! 
 
 2 Worthy is he that once was slain, 
 The Prince of peace, that groan'd and 
 
 died, 
 Worthy to rise, and live, and reign 
 At his almighty Father's side. 
 
 3 Blessings for ever on the Lamb, 
 Who bore the curse for wretched 
 
 men ; 
 Let angels sound his sacred name, 
 And ev'ry creature say, Amen. 
 
 IjQW HYMN. L. M. 
 
 C9 * Christ our High Priest and King. 
 
 1 NOW to the Lord that makes us know 
 The wonders of his dying love, 
 
 Be humble honours paid below, 
 And strains of nobler praise above. 
 
 2 'Twas he that cleans' d our foulest sins ? 
 And wash'd us in his richest blood; 
 'Tis he that makes us priests and kings, 
 And brings us rebels near to God. 
 
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 3 To Jesus our atoning priest. 
 To Jesus our superior King, 
 Be everlasting pow'r confess'd ; 
 Let ev'ry tongue his glory sing. 
 
 j££ HYMN. 83 and 7s. 
 JL O (3 The Love of Christ. 
 
 1 HARK ! ten thousand harps and voices 
 
 Sound the note of praise above- 
 Jesus reigns, and heav'n 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. 
 
 3 King of glory, reign for ever — 
 
 Thine an everlasting crown ; 
 Nothing, from thy love, shall sever 
 Those whom thou hast made thine 
 
 own ; 
 Happy objects of thy grace, 
 Destin'd to behold thy face. 
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 Saviour, hasten thine appearing, 
 Bring, Oh bring the glorious day, 
 
 When, the awful summons hearing, 
 Heav'n and earth shall pass away ; 
 Then with golden harps, we'll sing 
 Glory — glory to our King. 
 
 ?i ^O HYMN. 8s and 7s. 
 
 L&*J u The Light of the World:' 
 
 LIGHT of those whose dreary dwel- 
 ling 
 Borders on the shades of death, 
 Come, and by thy love revealing, 
 
 Dissipate the clouds beneath : 
 The new heav'n and earth's Creator, 
 In our deepest darkness rise, 
 1 Scatt'ring all the night of nature, 
 Pouring eye-sight on our eyes. 
 
 J Still we wait for thine appearing ; 
 Life and joy thy beams impart, 
 Chasing all our fears, and cheering 
 
 Every poor benighted heart : 
 Come, and manifest thy favour 
 1 To the ransom'd, helpless race ; 
 Come, thou glorious God and Saviour; 
 Come, and bring the gospel grace. 
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CHRIST. 
 
 3 Save us, in thy great compassion, 
 
 O thou mild, pacific Prince ; 
 Give the knowledge of salvation, 
 
 Give the pardon of our sins ; 
 By thine all-sufficient merit, 
 
 Ev'ry burden'd soul release : 
 Ev'ry weary, wand'ring spirit, 
 
 Guide into thy perfect peace. 
 
 t O^ HYMN. H. M. 
 
 X *y\JP Christ our King. 
 
 1 REJOICE, the Lord is King, 
 Your God and King adore ; 
 Mortals, give thanks, and sing. 
 And triumph evermore : 
 
 Lift up the heart, 
 Lift up the voice, 
 Rejoice aloud, 
 Ye saints, rejoice. 
 
 2 His kingdom cannot fail, 
 
 He rules o'er earth and heav'n ; 
 The keys of death and hell 
 Are to our Jesus giv'n : 
 
 Lift up the heart, 
 
 Lift up the voice, 
 
 Rejoice aloud, 
 
 Ye saints, rejoice.. 
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 3 He all his foes shall quell, 
 Shall all our sins destroy ; 
 And ev'ry bosom swell 
 With pure seraphic joy : 
 
 - Lift up the heart, 
 Lift up the voice, 
 Rejoice aloud, 
 Ye saints, rejoice. 
 
 4 Rejoice in glorious hope, 
 Jesus the Judge shall come, 
 And take his servants up 
 To their eternal home : 
 
 We soon shall hear 
 Th' archangel's voice ; 
 The trump of God 
 Shall sound, rejoice. 
 
 ^ £& ~& HYMN. L. M. 
 
 JL «7 JL The Way to Heaven. 
 
 1 JESUS, my all, to heav'n 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 Then will I tell to sinners round, 
 What a dear Saviour I have found ; 
 I'll point to thy redeeming blood, 
 And say, i Behold the way to God/ 
 
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 CHRIST. 
 
 HYMN. 12s. 
 Free Grace. 
 
 1 THE voice of free grace cries, "es- 
 
 cape to the mountain," 
 For Adam's lost race, Christ hath 
 
 open'd a fountain, 
 For sin and uncleanness — for every 
 
 transgression, 
 His blood flows most freely in streams 
 of salvation. 
 Hallelujah to the Lamb ! he hath 
 
 purchas'd our pardon, 
 We'll praise him again when we 
 pass over Jordan. 
 
 2 Ye souls that are wounded, 0, flee to 
 
 the Saviour ! 
 He calls you in mercy — 'tis infinite 
 
 favour ; 
 Your sins are increasing; escape to 
 
 the mountain — 
 His blood can remove them, which 
 flows from the fountain. 
 Hallelujah to the Lamb — he hath 
 
 purchas'd our pardon ; 
 We'll praiss him again when we 
 pass over Jordan. 
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 3 O Jesus, ride on triumphantly glori- 
 ous, 
 O'er sin, 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 salvation. 
 Hallelujah to the Lamb — he hath 
 
 purchas'd our pardon, 
 We'll praise him again when we 
 pass over Jordan. 
 
 » HYMN. 7s and 6s. 
 
 * Praise to tlie Saviour. 
 
 TO thee, my God and Saviour, 
 
 My heart exulting sings, 
 Rejoicing in thy favour, 
 
 Almighty King of kings ; 
 I'll celebrate thy glory 
 
 With all thy saints above, 
 And tell the joyful story 
 
 Of thy redeeming love. 
 
 Soon as the morn, with roses, 
 
 Bedecks the dewy east, 
 And when the sun reposes 
 
 Upon the ocean's breast ; 
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 My voice in supplication, 
 
 Well pleased, thou shalt hear, 
 
 O, grant me thy salvation, 
 And to my soul draw near. 
 
 "I C|/g_ HYMN. L. M. 
 
 JL ^TS: Glory and Grace in Christ. 
 
 1 NOW to the Lord a noble song ! 
 Awake, my soul ; awake, my tongue; 
 Hosanna to th' eternal name, 
 
 And all his boundless love proclaim. 
 
 2 Grace ! — 'tis a sweet, a charming 
 
 theme ; 
 My thoughts rejoice at Jesus' name ! 
 Ye angels dwell upon the sound ; 
 Ye heav'ns reflect it to the ground. 
 
 3 Oh, may I live to reach the place 
 Where he unveils his lovely face ! 
 Where I his beauties shall behold, 
 And sing his name to harps of gold. 
 
 |QR: HYMN. 8s, 7s and 4s. 
 
 JL «Jr *3 •< He is precious." 
 
 1 HAIL, thou ever blessed Jesus, 
 Thy redeeming love I sing ; 
 To my soul, thy name is precious, 
 Thou my Prophet, Priest and King. 
 
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 Oh ! how precious, 
 Thou my Prophet, Priest, and King. 
 
 2 Once, with Adam's race in ruin, 
 
 Unconcern'd, in sin I lay ; 
 Swift destruction still pursuing, 
 Till my Saviour pass'd that way, 
 
 Still pursuing, 
 Till my Saviour pass'd that way. 
 
 3 Witness, all ye hosts of heav'n, 
 
 My Redeemer's tenderness ; 
 Love I much ? ah ! much forgiv'n, 
 Pm a miracle of grace. 
 
 Much forgiv'n, 
 Pm a miracle of grace. 
 H Qft HYMN. C. M. 
 
 JB_ t/U Christ precious. 
 
 1 HO W 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 Weak is the effort of my heart, 
 
 And cold my warmest thought ; 
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CHRIST. 
 
 But when I see thee as thou art, 
 I'll praise thee as I ought. 
 
 4 Till then, I would thy love proclaim 
 With ev'ry fleeting breath; 
 And may the music of thy name 
 Refresh my soul in death. 
 
 "fl Cfe T HYMN. L. M. 
 
 Rjy A «/,. Him is life/ 7 
 
 1 WHEN sins and fears prevailing rise 
 And fainting hope almost expires, 
 Jesus, to thee I lift mine eyes — 
 
 To thee I breathe my soul's desires. 
 
 2 If my immortal Saviour lives, 
 Then my immortal life is sure ; 
 His word a firm foundation gives ; 
 
 ' Here let me build, aud rest secure. 
 
 3 Here, my soul, thy trust repose ! 
 If Jesus is for ever mine, 
 
 Not death itself, that last of foes, 
 Shall break a union so divine. 
 
 |QQ HYMN. H. M. 
 
 M. «J (3 Prophet. Priest aud King. 
 
 1 JOIN all the glorious names 
 Of wisdom, love, and pow'r, 
 
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 That ever mortals knew. 
 Or aDgels ever bore ; 
 
 All are too mean, 
 
 To speak his worth ; 
 
 Too mean to set 
 
 The Saviour forth. 
 
 Great Prophet of our God, 
 Our tongues shall bless thy name 
 By thee the joyful news 
 Of our salvation came : 
 
 The joyful news 
 
 Of sins forgiv'n, 
 
 Ofhellsubdu'd, 
 
 And peace with heav'n. 
 Jesus, our great High Priest, 
 Has shed his blood and died ; 
 My guilty conscience needs 
 No sacrifice beside. 
 
 His precious blood 
 
 Did once atone ; 
 
 And now it pleads, 
 
 Before the throne. 
 O thou almighty Lord, 
 Our conq'ror and our King; 
 Thy sceptre and thy sword, 
 Thy reigning grace we sing : 
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CHRIST. 
 
 Thine is the pow'r— 
 Oh make us sit 
 In willing bonds, 
 Beneath thy feet. 
 
 |QQ HYMN. S. M. 
 
 M. *2*J Christ cur Sacrifice. 
 
 1 NOT all the blood of beasts 
 On Jewish altars slain, 
 
 Could give the guilty conscience peace. 
 Or wash away the stain. 
 
 2 But Christ, the heav'nly 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. 
 
 4 Believing, we rejoice 
 
 To see the curse remove ; 
 We bless the Lamb with cheerful voice 
 And sing his bleeding love. 
 
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 1 Y£ angels, who stand round the throne, 
 And view my ImmanuePs face, 
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CHRIST. 
 
 In rapturous songs make him known ; 
 Oh ! tune your soft harps to his praise 
 
 2 Ye saints, who stand nearer than they, 
 And cast your bright crowns at his feet, 
 His grace and his giory display, 
 
 And all his rich mercy repeat. 
 
 3 He snatch' d you from hell and the 
 
 grave : 
 He ransom'd from death and despair ; 
 For you he is mighty to save — 
 And faithful to bring you safe there. 
 
 4 when will (he moment appear, 
 When I shall unite in your song ? 
 I'm weary of lingering here, 
 For I to your Saviour belong. 
 
 5 I'm fetterd and cliain'd here in clay — 
 I struggle and pant to be free ; 
 
 I long to be soaring away, 
 
 My God and my Saviour to see ! 
 
 ^2CI~S HYMN. H.M. 
 
 ^i\W _BL The Name of Jesus a sweet Savour. 
 
 1 PRAISE to the Lord on high, 
 Who spreads his triumphs wide I 
 While Jesus' fragrant name 
 Is breath' d on every side : 
 
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 Balmy and rich the odours rise, 
 And fill the earth, and reach the skies. 
 2 Ten thousand dying souls 
 Its influence feel — and live ; 
 Sweeter than vital air 
 The incense they receive : 
 They breathe anew, and rise and sing 
 Jesus, the Lord, their eonq'ring King. 
 
 *2£§fP HYMN. S.M. 
 
 Jd\Pj&& Christ's Mediation. 
 
 1 RAISE your triumphant songs 
 To an immortal tune ; 
 
 Let the wide earth resound the deeds,, 
 Celestial grace has done. 
 
 2 Sing how eternal love 
 Its chief beloved chose ; 
 
 And bade him raise our ruin'd race 
 From their abyss of woes. 
 
 3 'Twas mercy fill'd the throne, 
 And wrath stood silent by — 
 
 When Christ was sent with pardons 
 down 
 To rebels doom'd to die. 
 
 4 Now, sinners, dry your tears> 
 Let hopeless sorrow cease ; 
 
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 Bow to the sceptre of his love, 
 And take the offer'd peace. 
 
 *2MT|0 HYMN. L.M. 
 
 J&,\y*J& Christ's Sufferings and Glory. 
 
 1 NOW for a tune of lofty praise 
 To great Jehovah's equal Son ! 
 Awake, my voice, in heav'nly lays, 
 Tell the loud wonders he hath done. 
 
 2 Sing, how he left the worlds of light, 
 And the bright robes he wore above, 
 How swift and joyful was his flight, 
 On wings of everlasting love. 
 
 3 Deep in the shades of gloomy death, 
 Th' almighty captive pris'ner lay ; 
 Th' almighty captive left the earth, 
 And rose to everlasting day. 
 
 4 Amongst a thousand harps and songs, 
 Jesus the God exalted reigns ; 
 
 His sacred name fills all their tongues, 
 And echoes through the heav'nly 
 plains. 
 
 ^d%y^St The Rock of Ages. 
 
 1 ROCK of ages cleft for me, 
 Let me hide myself in thee ; 
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CHRISS. 
 
 Let the water and the blood, 
 From thy wounded side that flow'd, 
 Be of sin the perfect cure ; 
 Save me, Lord, and make me pure. 
 
 2 Should my tears for ever flow. 
 Should my zeal no languor know, 
 This for sin could not atone, 
 Thou must save, and thou alone. 
 In my hand no price I bring ; 
 Simply to thy cross I cling. 
 
 3 While I draw this fleeting breath 
 When mine eye-lids close in death, 
 When I rise to worlds unknown, 
 And behold thee on thy throne, 
 Rock of ages cleft for me, 
 
 Let me hide myself in thee. 
 
 ^2ft£L HYMN. L. M. 
 
 1 'TISmidnight — and, on Olive's brow, 
 The star is dimm'd that lately shone ; 
 'Tis midnight — in the garden now 
 The suffering Saviour prays alone. 
 
 2 'Tis midnight — and, from all remov'd, 
 Immanuel wrestles lone, with fears ; 
 E'en the disciple that he lov'd 
 Heeds not his Master's grief and tears. 
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CHRIST. 
 
 I 'Tis midnight — and for others' guilt 
 The man of sorrows weeps in blood ; 
 Yet he that has in anguish knelt, 
 Is not forsaken by his God. 
 
 t 'Tis midnight — from celestial plains, 
 Is borne the song that angels know ; 
 Unheard by mortals are the strains 
 That sweetly soothe the Saviour's wo. 
 
 SOU HYMN. C. M. 
 
 ■&\y^3 Christ dying on the Cross. 
 
 I BEHOLD the Saviour of mankind, 
 Nail'd to the shameful tree ! 
 Kow vast that love that himinclin'd 
 To bleed and die for thee ! 
 
 !Hark ! how he groans, while nature 
 shakes, 
 And earth's strong pillars bend ; 
 , The temple's veil asunder breaks, 
 The solid marbles rend. 
 'Tis done ! the precious ransom's paid, 
 
 " Receive my soul," he cries : 
 See how he bows his sacred head — ■ 
 
 He bows his head and dies ! 
 But soon he'll break death's iron 
 chain, 
 
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CHRIST. 
 
 And in full glory shine ; 
 O Lamb of God, was ever pain, 
 Was ever love like thine ? 
 
 ~*}fbVt HYMN. L. M. 
 
 *M\9 & " It is finished." 
 
 1 'TIS finish'd ! so the Saviour cried, 
 And meekly bow'd his head, and died; 
 'Tis finish'd — yes, the race is run, 
 The battle fought, the vict'ry won. 
 
 2 'Tis finish'd — this my dying groan 
 Shall sins of every kind atone ; 
 Millions shall be redeem'd from death, 
 By this my last expiring breath. 
 
 ^2f6^ HYMN. L.M. 
 
 ,*m\y<3 Christ dying, rising, and reigning. 
 
 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 Here's love and grief beyond degree — - 
 The Lord of glory dies for men ; 
 But, lo ! what sudden joys we see, 
 Jesus the dead revives again. 
 
 3 The rising God forsakes the tomb ; 
 Up to his Father's court he flies ; 
 
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CHRIST. 
 
 I Cherubic legions guard him home, 
 And shout him welcome to the skies. 
 
 4 Say, "Live for ever, glorious King, 
 Born to redeem, and strong to save !" 
 Then ask — "0 death, where is thy 
 
 sting ? 
 And where thy vict'ry, boasting 
 
 grave ?" 
 
 20® ' H av s ; odte 
 
 1 HARK, from yonder mount arise 
 Notes of sadness — Jesus dies ! 
 On the cross, the Lord of lords 
 Love for guilty man records, 
 
 Sinner, sinner ! 
 Hear your Saviour's dying words. 
 
 2 l Mortal ! for your guilt I die ; 
 Guilt that dar'd your God defy ; 
 Blood for blood I freely give, 
 Death I taste, that you may live.' 
 
 Sinner, sinner ; 
 Free salvation now receive. 
 
 *8H ft HYMN. 7s. 
 
 ^d JL \& Christ's Resurrection. 
 
 1 HARK ! the herald angels say, 
 Christ, the Lord, is ris'n to-day ! 
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CHRIST- 
 
 Raise your joys and triumphs high, 
 Let the glorious tidings fly. 
 
 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 Lives again our glorious King, 
 
 c Where, death, is now thy sting ?' 
 
 Once he died our souls to save, 
 
 ' Where's thy vict'ry, boasting grave r* 
 
 4 c Hail, thou great almighty Lord, 
 ' Hail, thou blest incarnate Word ; 
 1 Hail, thou suffering son of God, 
 4 Take the trophies of thy blood. 1 
 
 Cfi-g -g HYMN. H. M. 
 
 ^d JL _fl_ Jesus rising and reigning. 
 
 1 YES, the Redeemer rose ; 
 The Saviour left the dead ; 
 And o'er our hellish foes 
 High rais'd his conq'ring head. 
 
 In wild dismay, 
 The guards around, 
 Fall to the ground, 
 And sink away. 
 
 2 Lo ! the angelic bands 
 In full assembly meet, 
 
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CHRIST. 
 
 To wait his high commands, 
 And worship at his feet ; 
 
 Joyful they come, 
 
 And wing their way 
 
 From realms of day, 
 
 To Jesus' tomb. 
 Then back to heav'n they fly, 
 The joyful news to bear : 
 Hark ! as they soar on high, 
 What music fills the air ! 
 
 Their anthems sa}^, 
 
 " Jesus, who bled, 
 
 Hath left the dead ; 
 
 He rose to-day." 
 Ye mortals catch the sound, 
 Redeem'd by him from hell ; 
 And send the echo round 
 The globe, on which you dwell ; 
 
 Transported cry, 
 
 " Jesus, who bled, 
 
 Hath left the dead, 
 
 No more to die." 
 All hail, triumphant Lord, 
 Who sav'st us with thy blood ! 
 Wide be thy name ador'd, 
 Thou rising, reigning God ! 
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CHRIST. 
 
 With thee we rise, 
 With thee we reign, 
 And empires gain, 
 Beyond the skies. 
 
 *2 "I *2 HYMN. 7s. 
 
 ^" &-■&* Christ's Resurrection and Ascension. 
 
 1 LO ! the rock is roll'd away, 
 Death yields up his mighty prey ; 
 See! the Saviour leaves the tomb, 
 Glowing with immortal bloom. 
 
 2 Hark ! the wond'ring angels raise 
 Louder notes of joyful praise ; 
 Let the earth's remotest bound, 
 Echo with the blissful sound. 
 
 3 Now ye saints, lift up your eyes, 
 See the conq'ror mount the skies ! 
 King of heav'n, ascend thy throne, 
 Boundless empire is thine own 
 
 4 Praise him, ye celestial choirs, 
 Tune, and sweep your golden lyres ; 
 Raise, earth, your noblest songs, 
 From ten thousand, thousand tongues 
 
 a|0 HYMN. L. M. 
 
 _Jea JL *lP Christ's Ascension. 
 
 1 OUR Lord is risen from the dead ; 
 Our Jesus is gone up on high ; 
 
 I8S 
 
CHRIST. 
 
 The pow'rs of hell are captive led*, 
 Dragg'd to the portals of the sky. 
 There his triumphal chariot waits, 
 And angels chant the solemn lay ; 
 4 Lift up your heads, ye heav'nly gates ; 
 Ye everlasting doors, give way.' 
 Loose all your bars of massy light, 
 And wide unfold the radiant scene ; 
 He claims those mansions as his right, 
 Receive the King of glory in. 
 
 ' Who is the .King of glory, who ?' 
 The Lord, of boundless pow'rpossest. 
 The King of saints and angels too, 
 God over all, for ever blest ! 
 
 Q> "I /i HYMN. C. M. 
 
 t& JL ^Sfc Coronation. 
 
 1 ALL hail the pow'r of Jesus' name ! 
 
 Let angels prostrate fail ; 
 Bring forth the royal diadem, 
 And crown him — Lord of all. 
 
 2 Crown, him ye morning stars of light. 
 
 Who form'd this floating ball ; 
 Now hail the strength of Israel's might, 
 And crown him — Lord of all. 
 
 3 Ye chosen seed of Adam's race, 
 
 Ye ransom'd from the fall, 
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HOLY SPIRIT. 
 
 Hail him who saves you by his grace 
 And crown him — Lord of all. 
 
 Sinners, whose love can ne'er forget 
 The wormwood and the gall, 
 
 Come spread your trophies at his feet 
 And crown him— Lord of all. 
 
 HOjLY SPIRIT. 
 
 £>| K HYMN. C. M. 
 
 ^■■■V Breathing after the Holy Spirit. 
 
 1 COME, Holy Spirit, heav'nly Dove. 
 
 With all thy quick'ning pow'rs, 
 Kindle a flame of sacred love 
 In these cold hearts of ours. 
 
 2 In vain we tune our formal songs, 
 
 In vain we strive to rise; 
 Hosannas languish on our tongues, 
 And our devotion dies. 
 4 Dear Lord ! and shall we ever live 
 At this poor dying rate ? 
 Our love so faint, so cold to thee, 
 And thine to us so great ? 
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HOLY SPIRIT. 
 
 4 Came, Holy Spirit, heav'nly Dove? 
 With all thy quick'ning pow'rs, 
 Come, shed abroad a Saviour's love, 
 And that shall kindle ours. 
 
 2-i H HYMN. S. M. 
 
 -^- ^* Convicting and sanctifying Influences. 
 
 1 COME, Holy Spirit, come, 
 Let thy bright beams arise ; 
 
 Dispel the sorrow from our minds, 
 The darkness from our eyes. 
 
 2 Convince us of our sin ; 
 Then lead to Jesus' blood ; 
 
 And to our wond'ring View, reveal 
 The secret love of God. 
 
 3 'Tis thine to cleanse the heart, 
 To sanctify the soul, 
 
 To pour fresh life in ev'ry part, 
 And new-create the whole. 
 
 4 Revive our drooping faith, 
 Our doubts and fears remove ; 
 
 And kindle in our breast the flame 
 Of never dying love. 
 
 Ch-tf HYMN. 7s. 
 
 vw JL 8 Spiritual Light, Life and Peace. 
 
 1 GRACIOUS Spirit, Love divine, 
 Let thy light within me shine ; 
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HOLY SPIRIT. 
 All my guilty fears remove, 
 Fill me with thy heav'nly love. 
 
 2 Speak thy pard'ning grace to me, 
 Set the burden'd 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 ; 
 Fill my soul with joy divine, 
 Keep me, Lord, for ever thine. 
 
 S~l 8 HYMN. H. M. 
 
 &) M. C5 Promise of the Spirit. 
 
 1 THOU, that hearest pray'r, 
 Attend our humble cry ; 
 And let thy servants share 
 Thy blessings from on high : 
 
 We plead the promise of thy word, 
 Grant us thy Holy Spirit, Lord. 
 
 2 If earthly parents hear 
 Their children when they cry ; 
 If they with love sincere, 
 Their children's wants supply ; 
 
 Much more wilt thou thy love display, 
 And answer, when thy children pray. 
 
 3 Our heav'nly Father — thou — 
 We — children of thy grace ; 
 
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HOLY SPIRIT. 
 
 O, let thy spirit now 
 Descend and fill the place. 
 So shall we feel the heav'nly flame. 
 And all unite to praise thy name. 
 
 iTg-g €h HYMN. L. M. 
 
 K -*- <& Prayer for spiritual Enjoyment. 
 
 1 COME, Holy Spirit, calm my mind, 
 And fit me to approach my God ; 
 Remove each vain, each worldly 
 
 thought, 
 And lead me to thy blest abode. 
 
 2 Hast thou imparted to my soul 
 A living spark of holy fire ? 
 
 O, kindle now the sacred flame, 
 Make me to burn with pure desire. 
 
 3 A brighter faith and hope impart, 
 And let me now my Saviour see ; 
 
 0, soothe and cheer my burden'd heart, 
 And bid my spirit rest in thee. 
 
 *2*2dTb HYMN. L. M. 
 
 mi am \y Heavenly Visions desired. 
 
 1 DESCEND from heav'n, immortal 
 Dove, 
 Stoop down and take us on thy wings, 
 And mount, and bear us far above 
 The reach of these inferior things, 
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HOLY SPIRIT. 
 
 2 for a sight, a blissful sight 
 
 Of our almighty Father's throne ? 
 There sits the Saviour crown 'd with 
 
 light, 
 Cloth'd in a body like our own. 
 
 3 Adoring saints around him stand, 
 While thrones and pow'rs before him 
 
 fall; 
 The God shines gracious through the 
 
 man, 
 And sheds sweet glories on them all. 
 
 4 what amazing jo} r s they feel, 
 While to their golden harps they sing, 
 And sit on ev'ry heav'nly hill, 
 
 And spread the triumphs of their King! 
 
 ££€£"! HYMN. L. M. 
 
 ^& /m/ JBL '■'■Take not thy Holy Spirit from me. 1 ' 
 
 1 STAY, thou insulted Spirit, stay, 
 Though I have done thee such despite, 
 Cast not a sinner quite away, 
 
 Nor take thine everlasting flight. 
 
 2 Oh ! I have steel'd my stubborn heart, 
 And thus shook off my guilty fears; 
 And griev'd and urg'd thee to depart, 
 For many long rebellious years. 
 
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HOLY SPIRIT. 
 
 3 Yet oh, the chief of sinners spare, 
 In honour of my great High Priest ; 
 Nor, in thy righteous anger, swear 
 I shall not see thy people's rest. 
 
 4 E'en now my weary soul release, 
 And raise me by thy gracious hand ; 
 O, guide my steps in perfect peace, 
 And bring me to the promis'd land. 
 
 ^f^C/i HYMN. L. M. 
 
 iJm^mjSm Prayer for Light and Guidance. 
 
 1 COME, gracious Spirit, heav'nly 
 
 Dove, 
 With light and comfort from above ; 
 Be thou our guardian, thou our guide, 
 O'er ev'ry thought and step preside. 
 
 2 To us the light of truth display, 
 
 And make us know and choose thy 
 
 way ; 
 Plant holy fear in ev'ry heart, 
 That we from God may ne'er depart. 
 
 3 Lead us to holiness — the road 
 
 That we must take to dwell with God; 
 Lead us to heav'n our final rest, 
 Where we shall be for ever blest. 
 
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HOLY SPIRIT. 
 
 SJ^I HYMN. L. M. 
 
 «okJim<tw The Comforter. 
 
 1 SURE the blest Comforter is nigh ; 
 'Tis he sustains my fainting heart ; 
 Else would my hope for ever die, 
 And ev'ry cheering ray depart. 
 
 2 Whene'er to call the Saviour mine, 
 With ardent wish my heart aspires ; 
 Can it be less than pow'r divine, 
 Which animates these strong desires ? 
 
 3 And when my cheerful hope can say, 
 I love my God and taste his grace, 
 Lord, is it not thy blissful ray 
 Which brings this dawn of sacred 
 
 peace ? 
 
 4 Let thy good Spirit in my heart 
 For ever dwell, God of love, 
 
 And light and heav'nly peace impart, 
 Sweet earnest of the joys above. 
 
 &&/& HYMN. 7*. 
 
 ^m* /& l 1m: Prayer for Light and Sanctification. 
 
 1 HOLY Ghost, with light divine, 
 Shine upon this heart of mine ; 
 Chase the shades of night away ? 
 Turn my darkness into dav> 
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PRAYER. 
 
 Holy Ghost, with pow'r divine, 
 Cleanse this guilty heart of mine 
 Long has sin, without control, 
 Held dominion o'er my soul. 
 Holy Ghost, with love divine, 
 Dwell within this heart of mine ; 
 Cast down ev'ry idol throne, 
 Reign supreme, and reign alone. 
 
 PRAYER. 
 
 Q*2^ HYMN. 7s. 
 
 Jid.Jai*$ Social Prayer and Praise. 
 
 1 LORD, we come before thee now, 
 At thy feet we humbly bow ; 
 
 do not our suit disdain ; 
 
 Shall we seek thee, Lord, in vain f 
 
 Lord, on thee our souls depend ; 
 
 In compassion now descend ; 
 
 Fill our hearts with thy rich grace, 
 
 Tune our lips to sing thy praise. 
 
 2 In thine own appointed way, 
 Now we seek thee, here we stay ; 
 Lord, we cannot let thee go. 
 
 Till a blessing thou bestow. 
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PRAYER. 
 
 Send some message from thy word, 
 That may joy and peace afford ; 
 Let thy Spirit now impart 
 Full salvation to each heart. 
 
 ^Pfbfl HYMN. 7s. 
 
 s&i£d\9 Sin bewailed. 
 
 1 COME, my soul, thy suit prepare, 
 Jesus loves to answer pray'r ; 
 
 He himself has bid thee pray, 
 Rise, and ask without delay. 
 
 2 With my burden I begin ; 
 Lord, remove this load of sin ; 
 Let thy blood for sinners spilt, 
 Set my conscience free from guilt. 
 
 3 Lord ! I come to thee for rest, 
 Take possession of my breast ; 
 There thy sovereign right maintain, 
 And without a rival reign. 
 
 GPfpW HYMN. C. M. 
 
 j&dAsA A Seeking God. 
 
 1 AUTHOR of good, to thee we turn 
 
 Thine ever-wakeful eye 
 Alone can all our wants discern, 
 Thy hand alone supply. 
 
 2 0, let thy love within us dwell, 
 
 Thy fear our footsteps guide ; 
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PRAYER. 
 
 That love shall vainer loves expel ; 
 That fear, all fears beside. 
 
 3 Not what we wish, but what we want, 
 Let mercy still supply ; 
 The good we ask not — Father, grant, 
 The ill we ask — deny. 
 
 228 ,<r HYMN - L - L » 
 
 -*■■' ■■■ y — 7 b or give us our sins. 
 
 1 FORGIVE us, Lord, to thee we cry ; 
 Forgive us through thy matchless grace ; 
 On thee alone our souls rely, 
 
 Be thou our strength and righteousness. 
 
 2 Forgive us, as we now forgive 
 The ills we suffer from our foes ; 
 Restore us, Lord, and bid us live, 
 0, let us in thine arms repose . 
 
 3 Forgive us, for our guilt is great, 
 Our wretched souls no merit claim ; 
 For sovereign mercy still we wait, 
 And ask but in the Saviour's name- 
 
 4 Forgive us, thou bleeding Lamb, 
 Thou risen, thou exalted Lord ; 
 Thou great High Priest, our souls re- 
 deem, 
 
 And speak the pardon-sealing word. 
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PRAYER. 
 
 £>£>€* HYMN. C. M. 
 
 ^&s&*J The Request. 
 
 1 FATHER, whatever of earthly bliss, 
 
 Thy sovereign will denies, 
 Accepted at thy throne of grace 
 Let this petition rise : 
 
 2 " Give us a calm, a thankful heart, 
 
 From ev'ry murmur free ; 
 The blessings of thy grace impart, 
 And make us live to thee. 
 
 3 " Let the sweet hope that we are thine, 
 
 Our life and death attend ; 
 Thy presence through our journey 
 shine, 
 And crown our journey's end." 
 
 <2*lf| HYMN. C. M. 
 
 Jm*3^y Habitual Devotion. 
 
 1 WHILE thee I seek, protecting pow'r, 
 
 Be my vain wishes still'd ; 
 And may this consecrated hour 
 With better hopes be fill'd. 
 
 2 Thy love the pow'r of thought bestow'd ; 
 
 To thee my thoughts would soar ; 
 Thy mercy o'er my life has flow'd ; 
 That mercy I adore. 
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REVIVAL. 
 
 3 In each event of life, how clear 
 
 Thy ruling hand I see ! 
 Each blessing to my soul more dear, 
 Because conferr'd by thee. 
 
 4 In ev'ry joy that crowns my days, 
 
 In ev'ry pain I bear, 
 My heart shall find delight in praise, 
 Or seek relief in pray'r. 
 
 -5 When gladness wings my favour' d 
 hour, 
 Thy love my thoughts shall fill ; 
 Resign'd, when storms of sorrow low'r, 
 My soul shall meet thy will. 
 
 6 My lifted eye, without a tear, 
 The gath'ring storm shall see ; 
 My steadfast heart shall know no fear; 
 That heart shall rest on thee. 
 
 REVIVAL. 
 
 AO| HYMN. 8s, 7sand4si 
 
 & t^ JL Prayer for Ziorts Increase. 
 
 1 SAVIOUR, visit thy plantation ; 
 Grant us, Lord, a gracious rain j 
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REVIVAL. 
 
 All will come to desolation 1 
 Unless thou return again ; 
 
 Lord revive us ; 
 All our help must come from thee, 
 
 2 Surely once thy garden flourish'd, 
 
 Ev'ry partlook'd gay and green, 
 All its plants by thee were nourish'd; 
 Then how cheering was the scene. 
 
 Lord, revive us; 
 All our help must come from thee. 
 
 3 Keep no longer at a distance ; 
 
 Shine upon us from on high, 
 Lest, for want of thine assistance, 
 Ev'ry plant should droop and die. 
 
 Lord, revive us ; 
 All our help must come from thee- 
 
 *>*!*? HYMN. 8s Find 7s. 
 
 j£k€&^A Love Divine. 
 
 1 LOVE divine, all love excelling, 
 Joy of heav'nlo earth come down ? 
 Fix in us thy humble dwelling ; 
 
 All thy faithful mercies crown ; 
 Jesus thou art all compassion, 
 
 Pure, unbounded love thou art ; 
 Visit uc with thy salvation, 
 Enter ev'ry trembling heart 
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REVIVAL. 
 
 2 Breathe, 0, breathe thy loving Spirit 
 
 Into ev'ry troubled breast ; 
 Let us all thy grace inherit, 
 
 Let us find thy promis'd rest: 
 Take away the love of sinning, 
 
 Take our load of guilt away ; 
 End the work of thy beginning, 
 
 Bring us to eternal day. 
 
 0^|*$ HYMN. C. M, 
 
 jda%Jfr£& Prayer for a Revival. 
 
 1 LORD, thy work revive 
 In Zion's gloomy hour ; 
 
 And let our dying graces live 
 By thy restoring pow'r. 
 
 2 0, let thy chosen few 
 Awake to earnest pray'r ; 
 
 Their covenant again renew, 
 And walk in filial fear. 
 
 3 Thy Spirit then will speak, 
 Through lips of humble clay, 
 
 Till hearts of adamant shall break, 
 Till rebels shall obey. 
 
 4 Now lend thy gracious ear, 
 Now listen to our cry ; 
 
 O, come, and bring salvation near ; 
 Our souls on thee rely. 
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REVIVAL. 
 
 OQ/f HYMN. 12s, lis and 8s. 
 
 ^O^b The Triumph of the Gospel. 
 
 1 THE Prince of salvation in triumph 
 is riding, 
 And glory attends him along his 
 bright way ; 
 The news of his grace on the bree- 
 zes are gliding, 
 And sinners are owning his sway. 
 1 Ride on in thy greatness, thou conquer- 
 ing Saviour, 
 Let thousands of thousands submit to 
 thy reign ; 
 Acknowledge thy goodness, entreat for 
 thy favour, 
 And follow thy glorious train. 
 3 Then sweetly shall sound, from each 
 sanctified nation, 
 The voices of myriads tun'd to thy 
 praise ; 
 And heaven shall echo the songs of 
 salvation, 
 In rich and melodious lays. 
 
 OOR HYMN. 8s, 7s and 4s. 
 
 j&*-9%3 Spread of 'the Gospel. 
 
 I NOW we hail the happy dawning 
 Of the gospel's glorious light; 
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REVIVAL. 
 
 May it take the wings of morning, 
 And dispel the shades of night ; 
 
 Blessed Saviour, 
 Let our eyes behold the sight. 
 
 2 Where, amid the desert dreary, 
 
 Plant, nor shrub, nor flow'ret grows, 
 There refresh the pilgrim weary, 
 With the sight of Sharon's Rose ; 
 
 And its beauties 
 To the longing eye disclose. 
 
 3 Where the beasts of prey are prowling, 
 
 And the pois'nous serpents hiss, 
 
 P There exchange the dismal howling, 
 For the pleasing calm of peace ; 
 
 And for ever 
 May destruction's empire cease. 
 
 4 0, let all the world adore thee, 
 
 Universal be thy fame ; 
 Kings and subjects fall before thee, 
 And extol thy matchless name ; 
 
 All ascribing 
 Endless praises to the Lamb. 
 
 •>*^I3L HYMN. 8s and 7s. 
 
 s&€$\P Glory of the Church. 
 
 1 GLORIOLTS things of thee are spoken 5 
 Zion, city of our God ; 
 
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REVIVAL. 
 
 He, whose word cannot be broken, 
 
 Form'd thee for his own abode : 
 On the Rock of ages founded, 
 
 What can shake thy sure repose ? 
 With salvation's walls surrounded, 
 
 Thou may' st smile at all thy foes. 
 2 See the streams of living waters, 
 
 Springing from eternal love, 
 To supply thy sons and daughters, 
 
 And all fear of want remove : 
 Who can faint while such a river 
 
 Ever flows his thirst t' assuage ? 
 Grace, which, like the Lord, the giver. 
 
 Never fails from age to age. 
 
 ^Tg^lT HYMN. C. M. 
 
 <&d<£$ § Prayer heard, and Zion restored. 
 
 1 LET Zion and her sons rejoice, 
 
 Behold the jpromis'd hour ! 
 Her God hath heard her mourning 
 voice, 
 And comes t' exalt his pow'r. 
 
 2 The Lord will raise Jerusalem, 
 
 And stand in glory there ; 
 Nations shall bow before his name, 
 And kings attend with fear. 
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 REVIVAL, 
 
 3 He sits a sovereign on his throne? 
 
 With pity in his eyes ; 
 He hears the dying pris'ners groan. 
 And sees their sighs arise. 
 
 4 He frees the souls condemn'd to death > 
 
 And, when his saints complain, 
 It shan't be said that praying breath 
 Was ever spent in vain. 
 
 f£«£fi HYMN. H. M. 
 
 £dZ^C3 J ub U e e. 
 
 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 ; 
 Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home. 
 
 2 Exalt the Lamb of God, 
 The sin-atoning Lamb ; 
 Redemption by his blood, 
 Through all the lands proclaim* 
 
 3 Ye slaves of sin and hell, 
 Your liberty receive ; 
 And safe in Jesus dwell, 
 And blest in Jesus live. 
 
 4 The gospel trumpet hear, 
 The news of pard'ning grace ", 
 
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REVIVAL, 
 
 Ye happy souls, draw near, 
 Behold your Saviour's face. 
 5 Jesus, our great High Priest, 
 Has full atonement made ; 
 Ye weary spirits, rest, 
 Ye mournful souls, be glad ! 
 
 2 dO HYMN. 8s, 7s and 4s. 
 €0*9 « Thy God reigneth" 
 
 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, 
 
 All thy friends unfaithful prov'd ? 
 
 Have thy foes been proud and scornful, 
 
 By thy sighs and tears unmov'd ? 
 
 Cease thy mourning, 
 Zion still is well belov'd. 
 
 3 God, thy God, will now restore thee, 
 
 He himself appears thy friend ; 
 All thy foes shall flee before thee, 
 Here their boasts and triumphs end ; 
 
 Great deli v' ranee 
 Zion's King will quickly send. 
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REVIVAL. 
 
 4 Peace and joy shall now attend thee, 
 All thy warfare now is past, 
 God, thy Saviour, shall defend thee, 
 Peace and joy are come at last ; 
 
 All thy conflicts 
 End in everlasting rest. 
 
 |»/4X) HYMN. L. M. 
 
 Mm^m:\x Sun of Righteousness. 
 
 1 O SUN of Righteousness, arise, 
 With gentle beams on Zion shine ; 
 Dispel the darkness from our eyes, 
 And souls awake to life divine. 
 
 2 On all around let grace descend, 
 Like heav'nly dew, or copious show'rs; 
 That we may call our God our friend, 
 That we may hail salvation ours. 
 
 82 A 1 HYMN. H. M. 
 
 ^BTt JSL u Arise, shine, for thy light is come. 1 ' 
 
 1 O ZION, tune thy voice, 
 And raise thy hands on high ; 
 Tell all the earth thy joys, 
 And boast salvation nigh. 
 Cheerful in God 
 Arise and shine, 
 While rays divine 
 Stream all abroad, 
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REVIVAL. 
 
 He gilds thy mourning face 
 With beams that cannot fade ; 
 His all- resplendent grace 
 He pours around thy head ; 
 
 The nations round, 
 
 Thy form shall view, 
 
 With lustre new 
 
 Divinely crown'd. 
 
 In honour to his name 
 Reflect that sacred light ; 
 And loud that grace proclaim, 
 Which makes thy darkness bright ; 
 
 Pursue his praise, 
 
 Till sovereign love, 
 
 In worlds above, 
 
 The glory raise. 
 
 There on his holy hill 
 A brighter Sun shall rise, 
 And with his radiance fill 
 Those fairer, purer skies ; 
 
 While, round his throne, 
 
 Ten thousand stars 
 
 In nobler spheres 
 
 His influ'nce own. 
 
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REVIVAL. 
 212 HYMN. 7s. 
 
 1 WATCHMAN ! tell us of the night, 
 What its signs of promise are ? 
 Trav'ler ! o'er yon mountain's height, 
 See that glory-beaming star. 
 Watchman ! does its beauteous ray 
 Aught of hope or joy foretel ? 
 Trav'ler ! yes ; it brings the day, — ■ 
 Promis'd day of Israel. 
 
 2 Watchman ! tell us of the night, 
 Higher yet that star ascends ; 
 Trav'ler! blessedness and light, 
 Peace and truth, its course portends. 
 Watchman ! will its beams alone 
 Gild the spot that gave them birth ? 
 Trav'ler ! ages are its own, 
 
 And it bursts o'er all the earth. 
 
 3 Watchman ! tell us of the night, 
 For the morning seems to dawn , 
 Trav'ler ! darkness takes its flight, 
 Doubt and terror are withdrawn. 
 Watchman ! let thy wand'rings cease : 
 Hie thee to thy quiet home ; 
 Trav'ler ! lo ! the Prince of peace, 
 
 I Lo I the Son of God is come ! 
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REVIVAL. 
 
 GYA *{ HYMN. 8s, 7s and 4s. 
 .iid^jfc^© Fountain of Life. 
 
 1 SEE, from Zion's sacred mountain, 
 
 Streams of living water flow ; 
 God has open'd there a fountain 
 That supplies the plains below : 
 
 They are blessed, 
 Who its sovereign virtues know. 
 
 2 Through ten thousand channels flow 
 
 Streams of mercy find their way; 
 Life, and health, and joy bestowing, 
 Making all around look gay : 
 
 O ye nations, 
 Hail the long expected day. 
 
 3 Gladden'd by the flowing treasure, 
 
 All-enriching as it goes ; 
 Lo, the desert smiles with pleasure, 
 Buds and blossoms as the rose ; 
 
 Every object 
 Sings for joy where'er it flows. 
 
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MONTHLY CONCERT. 
 
 94LA- HYMN - 8s, 7s and 6s. 
 
 ^TCTr Departure of Missionaries. 
 
 WATCHMEN ! onward to your sta- 
 tions, 
 Blow the trumpet long and loud ; 
 Preach the gospel to the nations, 
 Speak to ev'ry gathering crowd : 
 See ! the day is breaking ; 
 See the saints awaking, 
 No more in sadness bow'd. 
 Watchmen ! hail the rising glory 
 Of the great Messiah's reign ; 
 Tell the Saviour's bleeding story, 
 Tell it to the list'ning train : 
 See his love revealing ; 
 See his Spirit sealing ; 
 •Tis life amid the slain 
 Watchmen ! as the clouds are flying, 
 
 As the doves in haste return, 
 Thousands, from amid the dying, 
 Flee to Christ, his love to learn : 
 All their sighs and sadness 
 Turn to joy and gladness, 
 When they his grace discern. 
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MONTHLY CONCERT. 
 
 4 Watchmen ! now lift up your voices, 
 Tell the triumphs of your King; 
 While the ransom'd host rejoices. 
 Sing aloud, his praises sing: 
 See his arm victorious ; 
 See his kingdom glorious, 
 While heav'n's glad anthems ring 
 
 *P/& P» HYMN. 12s and 9s. 
 
 £AH2t*3 Mission to Palestine. 
 
 1 THEY have gone to the land where 
 
 the patriarchs rest, 
 Where the bones of the prophets are 
 laid, 
 Where the chosen of Israel the prom- 
 ise possess'd, 
 And Jehovah his wonders display 'd ; 
 To the land where the Saviour of sin- 
 ners once trod, 
 Where he labour'd, and languished, 
 and bled ; 
 Where he triumph'd o'er death, and 
 ascended to God, 
 As he captive captivity led. 
 
 2 They have gone to the land where the 
 
 gospel's glad sound 
 Sweetly tuned by the angels above, 
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MONTHLY CONCERT. 
 
 Was re-echo' d on earth, through the 
 regions around, 
 In accents of heavenly love ; 
 Where the Spirit descended in tokens 
 of flame, 
 The rich gifts of his grace to reveal ; 
 Where apostles wrought signs in Im- 
 manuel's name, 
 The truth of their mission to seal. 
 
 3 They have gone — 0, thou Shepherd 
 of Israel — have gone 
 The glad mission in love to restore ; 
 Thou wilt not forsake them, nor leave 
 them alone ; 
 Thy blessing we humbly implore. 
 Thy blessing go with them — 0, be 
 thou their shield 
 From the shafts of the fowler that 
 
 Saviour of sinners, thine arm be 
 reveal'd 
 In mercy, in might, from on high. 
 4SAR HYMN. L. M. 
 
 vv^rxl Christ's Kingdom universal. 
 
 1 JESUS shall reign, where'er the sun 
 Does his successive journies run ; 
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MONTHLY CONCERT. 
 
 His kingdom spread from shore to 
 
 shore, 
 Till moons shall wax and wane no 
 
 more. 
 
 2 Blessings abound where'er he reigns, 
 The pris'ner leaps to loose his chains; 
 The weary find eternal rest, 
 
 And all the sons of want are blest. 
 
 3 Let ev'ry creature rise — and bring 
 
 Peculiar honours to our King ; 
 
 Angels descend with songs again, 
 
 And earth repeat the loud Amen. 
 
 fjj/g T HYMN. C. M. 
 
 JSai^m: A " The Desire of all Nations." 
 
 1 UNBOUNDED loveliness is thine, 
 
 Thou blessed Prince of grace ! 
 Thine uncreated beauties shine 
 
 With never fading rays. 
 Sinners, from earth's remotest end, 
 
 Come bending at thy feet ; 
 To thee their pray'rs and vows ascend 
 
 In thee their wishes meet 
 Millions of happy spirits live 
 
 On thine exhaustless store ; 
 From thee they all their bliss receive 
 
 And heav'n can give no more. 
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MONTHLY CONCERT. 
 
 • Thou art their triumph and their joy — 
 They find their life in thee ; 
 Thy glories will their tongues employ, 
 Through all eternity. 
 
 SdLft HYMN. lis. 
 
 idTC C9 Zion encouraged. 
 
 DAUGHTER of Zion, awake from 
 thy sadness ; 
 
 Awake, for thy foes shall oppress thee 
 no more ; 
 
 Bright o'er thy hills dawns the day- 
 star of gladness, 
 
 Arise, for the night of thy sorrow is 
 o'er. 
 
 Strong were thy foes, but the arm that 
 subdu'd them, 
 
 And scatter' d their legions, was migh- 
 tier far ; 
 
 They fled, like the chaff, from the 
 scourge that pursu'd them ; 
 
 Vain were their steeds and their char- 
 iots of war. 
 
 Daughter of Zion, the pow'r that hath 
 sav'd thee, 
 
 Extoll'd with the harp and the timbrel 
 should be ; 
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MONTHLY CONCERT, 
 
 Shout! for the foe is destroy 'd that 
 
 enslav'd thee, 
 Th' oppressor is vanquished, and Zion 
 
 is free. 
 
 £>/$ Q HYMN. L. M. 
 
 ••^Jfc WW Prayer for the Millennium. 
 
 1 JESUS, we bow before thy throne. 
 We lift our eyes to seek thy face ; 
 To bleeding hearts thy love make 
 
 known, 
 On contrite souls bestow thy grace. 
 
 2 See, spread beneath thy gracious eyij 
 A world o'erwhelmed in guilt and 
 
 tears, 
 Where deathless souls in ruin lie, 
 And no kind voice dispels their fears. 
 
 3 Lord, arm thy truth with pow'r divine, 
 Its conquests spread from shore to: 
 
 shore ; 
 
 Till suns and stars forget to shine, 
 And earth and skies shall be no more 
 
 4 0, rise, ye ransom'd captives, rise, 
 Peal the loud anthem here below ; 
 
 , Let earth reflect it to the skies, 
 And heav'n with new-born rapture 
 glow. 
 
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MONTHLY CONCERT, 
 
 &?m HYMN. 7s and 6s. 
 
 s&*3\JTli<> Blessings of Christ 1 s Kingdom, 
 
 1 HAIL to the Lord's anointed ! 
 
 Great David's greater Son ; 
 Hail in the time appointed, 
 
 His reign on earth begun : 
 He comes to break oppression, 
 
 To set the captive free ; 
 To take away transgression, 
 
 And rule in equity. 
 
 2 He comes, with succour speedy } 
 
 To those who suffer wrong ; 
 To help the poor and needy, 
 
 And bid the weak be strong; 
 To give them songs for sighing, 
 
 Their darkness turn to light, 
 Whose souls condemn'd and dying, 
 
 Were precious in his sight 
 
 3 He shall come down, like showers 
 
 Upon the fruitful earth, 
 And love, and joy, like flowers, 
 
 Spring in his path to birth : 
 
 Before him, on the mountains, 
 
 Shall peace, the herald, go, 
 
 1 And righteousness in fountains 
 
 From hill to valley flow 
 
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MONTHLY CONCERT* 
 
 4 To him shall pray'r unceasing, 
 
 And daily vows ascend ; 
 His kingdom still increasing, 
 
 A kingdom without end : 
 The tide of time shall never 
 
 His covenant remove ; 
 His name shall stand for ever ; 
 
 That name to us is — Love. 
 
 *2^Tl HYMN. S. M. 
 
 Jai *3 -fl. Tlie Gospel Trumpet. 
 
 1 YE trembling captives, hear ! 
 The gospel trumpet sounds ; 
 
 No music more can charm the ear, 
 Or heal your heart-felt wounds. 
 
 2 Forgiveness, love, and peace, 
 Glad heav'n aloud proclaims ; 
 
 And earth, the Jubilee's release, 
 With eager rapture claims. 
 
 3 Far, far to distant lands 
 
 The saving news shall spread ; 
 And Jesus all his willing bands. 
 In glorious triumph lead. 
 
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MONTHLY CONCERT. 
 
 ^BKi*n& HYMN. L. M. 
 
 &*3Ji& The Time to favour Zion. 
 
 1 SOVEREIGN of worlds, display thy 
 
 pow'r, 
 Be this thy Zion's favoured hour ; 
 Bid the bright morning star arise, 
 And poirit the nations to the skies. 
 
 2 Set up thy throne where Satan reigns, 
 On Afric's shore, on India's plains ; 
 Far let the gospel's sound be known, 
 And claim the nations for thy own. 
 
 3 Speak, and the world shall hear thy 
 
 voice ; 
 Speak, and the desert shall rejoice ; 
 Scatter the gloom of heathen night; 
 Bid every nation hail the light. 
 
 *2^«^| HYMN. C. M. 
 
 ^st%J?*J> Returning to Zion. " 
 
 1 DAUGHTER of Zion, from the dust 
 
 Exalt thy fallen head ; 
 Again in thy Redeemer trust, 
 He calls thee from the dead. 
 
 2 Awake, awake, put on thy strength, 
 
 Thy beautiful array ; 
 The day of freedom dawns at length, 
 The Lord's appointed day. 
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MONTHLY CONCERT. 
 
 3 They come, they come ; — thine exil'd 
 
 bands, 
 Where'er they rest or roam, 
 Have heard thy voice in distant lands, 
 And hasten to their home. 
 
 4 Thus, though the universe shall burn, 
 
 And God his works destroy, 
 With songs thy ransom'd shall return, 
 And everlasting joy. 
 
 *2 ^fcJL HYMN. L. M. 
 
 ^**-FTb " The isles shall wait for me." 
 
 1 INDULGENT Sovereign of the skies, 
 And wilt thou bow thy gracious ear ? 
 While feeble mortals raise their cries, 
 Wilt thou, the great Jehovah, hear? 
 
 2 Look down, God, with pitying eye, 
 And view the desolations round ; 
 See, what wide realms in darkness lie, 
 What scenes of wo and crime abound. 
 
 3 Loud let the gospel trumpet blow, 
 And call the nations from afar ; 
 
 Let all the isles their Saviour know, 
 And earth's remotest ends draw near. 
 
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MONTHLY CONCERT. 
 
 -f£*i% HYMN. S. M. 
 
 Jsi <tw *-9 Prayer for all Lands. 
 
 1 GOD of sovereign grace, 
 
 , We bow before thy throne ; 
 
 And plead, for all the human race, 
 The merits of thy son. 
 
 2 Spread through the earth, Lord, 
 The knowledge of thy ways ; 
 
 And let all lands with joy record 
 The great Redeemer's praise. 
 
 *2,%$l HYMN. L. M. 
 
 &*JP\9 Triumph of the Gospel. 
 
 1 1 ARM of the Lord, awake, awake ! 
 Put on thy strength — the nations shake, 
 And let the world, adoring, see 
 Triumphs of mercy wrought by thee. 
 
 2 Say to the heathen, from thy throne, 
 c I am Jehovah — God alone !' 
 
 Thy voice their idols shall confound, 
 And cast their altars to the ground. 
 
 3 Almighty God, thy grace proclaim, 
 In every land of every name; 
 
 Let Zion's time of favour come ; 
 O bring the tribes of Israel home : 
 
 4 Arm of the Lord, awake ! awake ! 
 Put on thy strength — the nations shake, 
 
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MONTHLY CONCERT. 
 
 Let hostile pow'rs before thee fall; 
 And crown the Saviour — Lord of all 
 
 *M *m *T HYMN. 7s and 6s. 
 
 Ad*3 $ The condition of the Heathen. 
 
 1 FROM Greenland's icy mountains, 
 
 From India's coral strand ; 
 Where Afric's sunny fountains 
 
 Roll down their golden sand ; 
 From many an ancient river, 
 
 From many a palmy plain, 
 They call us to deliver 
 
 Their land from error's chain. 
 
 2 What though the spicy breezes 
 
 Blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle, 
 Though ev ry 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 
 
 With wisdom from on high, 
 Shall we to men benighted 
 
 The lamp of life deny ? 
 Salvation ! Salvation ! 
 
 The joyful sound proclaim, 
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MONTHLY CONCERT 
 
 Till earth's remotest nation 
 
 Has learn'd 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 ransom'd nature, 
 
 The Lamb for sinners slain. 
 Redeemer, King, Creator, 
 
 In bliss returns to reign. 
 
 ^JK*^ HYMN. L. M. 
 
 jmitJrCy Praise from all the Earth. 
 
 1 FROM all who dwell below the skies, 
 Let the Creator's praise arise ; 
 
 Let the Redeemer's name be sung 
 Through ev'ry land, by ev'ry tongue. 
 
 2 Eternal are thy mercies, Lord ; 
 Eternal truth attends thy word : 
 Thy praise shall sound from shore to 
 
 shore, 
 Till suns shall rise and set no more. 
 
 6>E4C| HYMN. C M. 
 
 *&*J *J Christ ascending and reigning, 
 
 1 FOR a shout of sacred joy 
 To God the sovereign King ! 
 
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MONTHLY CONCERT. 
 
 Let ev'ry land their tongues employ, 
 And hymns of triumph sing. 
 
 2 Jesus our God ascends on high, 
 
 His heav'nly guards around, 
 Attend him rising through the sky, 
 With trumpet's joyful sound. 
 
 3 While angels shout, and praise their 
 
 King, 
 Let mortals learn their strains ; 
 Let all the earth his honours sing ; 
 O'er all the earth he reigns. 
 
 4 In Israel stood his ancient throne, 
 
 He lov'd that chosen race ; 
 But now he calls the world his own ; 
 The heathen taste his grace. 
 
 4> tf&fl HYMN. 7s and 6s. 
 
 ^*%J\P The Gospel Banner. 
 
 1 NOW be the gospel banner 
 
 In ev'ry land unfurl'd, 
 And be the shout hosanna 
 
 Re-echoed through the world ; 
 Till ev'ry isle and nation, 
 
 Till ev'ry tribe and tongue 
 Receive the great salvation 
 
 And join the happy throng. 
 Cho. Now be the gospel banner, &c. 
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MONTHLY CONCERT. 
 
 2 Yes, thou shalt reign for ever, 
 
 Jesus, King of kings, 
 Thy light, thy love, thy favour, 
 
 Each ransom'd captive sings ; 
 The isles for thee are waiting, 
 
 The deserts learn thy praise, 
 The hills and vallies greeting, 
 
 The song responsive raise. 
 Cho. Now be the gospel, &c. 
 
 0^| HYMN. L. M. 
 
 j&d%$ JL Prayer for Christ's Presence. 
 
 1 OH, haste, with ev'ry gift inspir'd, 
 With glory, truth, and grace attir'd, 
 Thou star of heav'n's eternal morn, 
 Thou sun, whom beams divine adorn. 
 
 2 Assert the honour of thy name, 
 
 And fill thy foes with fear and shame ; 
 To help thy chosen sons appear, 
 And show thy pow'r and glory here. 
 
 3 Let saints be glad before thy face, 
 And grow in love, and truth, and grace ; 
 Thy church shall blossom in thy sight, 
 Yield fruits of peace and pure delight. 
 
 4 Oh, hither, then, thy footsteps bend ?* 
 Swift as a roe, from hills descend \ 
 
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MONTHLY CONCERT. 
 
 Shine like the Sabbath's cheerful ray, 
 Till life unfolds eternal day. 
 
 *2f|*2 HYMN. 8s, 7s and 4s. 
 
 <^ vF^rf Datvning of the latter Day. 
 
 1 LOOK, ye saints, the day is breaking ; 
 
 Joyful times are near at hand ; 
 God, the mighty God is speaking 
 By his word, in ev'ry land : 
 
 Day advances, 
 Darkness flies at his command. 
 
 2 God of Jacob, high and glorious, 
 
 Let thy people see thy pow'r ; 
 Let the gospel be victorious, 
 
 Through the world for evermore ; 
 
 Then shall idols 
 Perish, while thy saints adore. 
 
 SABEATH. 
 
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 HYMN. 7s. 
 The Sabbath Morning. 
 
 IN this calm impressive hour, 
 Let my pray'r ascend on high, 
 God of mercy, God of pow'r, 
 Hear me when to thee I cry : 
 
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SABBATH. 
 
 Hear me from thy lofty throne, 
 For the sake of Christ thy Son. 
 
 2 With this morning's early ray, 
 While the shades of night depart, 
 Let thy beams of light convey 
 Joy and gladness to my heart : 
 Now o'er all my steps preside, 
 And for all my wants provide. 
 
 3 what joy that word affords, 
 
 4 Thou shalt reign o'er all the earth ;' 
 King of kings, and Lord of lords, 
 Send thy gospel heralds forth : 
 Now begin thy boundless sway, 
 Usher in the glorious day. 
 
 OftA HYMN. C. M. 
 
 mp&Wdk The Resurrectiovi Sabbath. 
 
 1 BLEST morning, whose first dawn- 
 
 ing rays 
 Beheld our rising God ; 
 That saw him triumph o'er the dust, 
 And leave his dark abode ! 
 
 2 In the cold prison of the tomb 
 
 Our dear Redeemer lay, 
 Till the revolving skies had broughtj 
 The third, th' appointed day. 
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SABBATH. 
 
 3 Hell and the grave unite their force 
 
 To hold our God in vain ; 
 The sleeping conqueror arose, 
 And burst their feeble chain. 
 
 4 To thy great name, almighty Lord, 
 
 These sacred hours we pay, 
 And loud hosannas shall proclaim 
 The triumph of the day. 
 
 tf^jO fil HYMN. L. M. 
 
 Jri%Pt3 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 warble from immortal tongues. 
 
 3 No rude alarms of raging foes, 
 No cares to break the long repose, 
 No midnight shade, no clouded sun, 
 But sacred and eternal noon. 
 
 4 Soon shall that glorious day begin, 
 Bevond this world of death and sin ; 
 
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SABBATH. 
 
 Soon shall our voices join the song 
 Of the triumphant, holy throng. 
 
 *&£lil HYMN. H. M. 
 
 ■■" " Commencement of public Worship. 
 
 1 NOW, to thy sacred house 
 I turn my willing feet, 
 
 Where saints, with morning vows. 
 
 In full assembly meet. 
 Thy pow'r divine 
 Shall there be shown, 
 And from thy throne 
 Thy mercy shine. 
 
 2 send thy light abroad ; 
 Thy truth with heav'nly ray 
 Shall lead my soul to God, 
 And guide my doubtful Avay ; 
 
 I'll hear thy word 
 
 With faith sincere, 
 
 And learn to fear 
 
 And praise the Lord. 
 Here, reach thy gracious hand, 
 And all my sorrows heal, 
 Here, health and strength divine, 
 make my bosom feel ; 
 
 Like balmy dew, 
 
 Shall Jesus voice 
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SABBATH, 
 
 My heart rejoice 
 
 And strength renew. 
 4 Now in thine holy hill, 
 Before thine altar, Lord, 
 My harp and song shall sound 
 The glories of thy word. 
 
 O God of grace, 
 
 Henceforth to thee 
 i My life shall be 
 
 A hymn of praise. 
 
 OtftT HYMN. 7s. 
 
 &t$ A TJ le soc i a i Worship of the Sabbath. 
 
 1 TO thy temple we repair, 
 Lord, we love to worship there; 
 There, within the vail, we meet 
 Thee upon thy mercy-seat. 
 
 2 While thy glorious name is sung, 
 Tune our lips — unloose our tongue ; 
 Then our joyful souls shall bless 
 Thee, the Lord our Righteousness. 
 
 3 While to thee our pray'rs ascend, 
 Let thine ear in love attend ; 
 Hear us when thy Spirit pleads, 
 Hear, — for Jesus intercedes. 
 
 4 While thy word is heard with awe, 
 While we tremble at thy law, 
 
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SABBATH. 
 
 Let thy gospel's wond'rous love 
 Ev'ry doubt and fear remove. 
 5 From thy house when we return, 
 Let our hearts within us burn ; 
 That at evening we may say — 
 We have walk'd with God to day. 
 
 Qi$l& HYMN. S. M. 
 
 ^&^LFC9 Tlie Pleasure of social Worship* 
 
 1 HOW charming is the place, 
 Where our Redeemer God 
 
 Unveils the beauties of his face, 
 And sheds his love abroad ! 
 
 2 Here, on the mercy-seat, 
 With radiant glory crown'd, 
 
 Our joyful eyes behold thee sit 
 And smile on all around. 
 
 3 To thee, our pray'rs and cries 
 Each humble soul presents : 
 
 listen to our broken sighs, 
 
 And grant us all our wants. 
 
 *2H^ HYMN. 7s. 
 
 Jka vir oJr Heaven on Earth. 
 
 1 LORD of hosts, how lovely fair, 
 E'en on earth, thy temples are ; 
 Here thy waiting people see 
 Much of heav'n, and much of thee. 
 
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SABBATH. 
 
 From thy gracious presence, flows 
 Bliss that softens all our woes ; 
 While thy Spirit's holy fire 
 Warms our hearts with pure desire 
 
 Here we supplicate thy throne, 
 Here thou mak'st thy glories known ; 
 Here we learn thy righteous ways, 
 Taste thy love and sing thy praise. 
 
 4 Thus, with sacred songs of joy, 
 We our happy lives employ ; 
 Love, and long to love thee more, 
 Till from earth to heav'n we soar. 
 
 *&*7f% HYMN. C. M. 
 
 Jm A \P Coldness lamented. 
 
 1 LONG have we heard the joyful sound 
 
 Of thy salvation, Lord : 
 But still how weak our faith is found, 
 And knowledge of thy word ! 
 
 2 How cold and feeble is our love, 
 
 How negligent our fear ; 
 How low our hope of joys above, 
 How few affections there. 
 
 3 Great God ! thy sovereign pow'r im- 
 
 part 
 To give thy word success ; 
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MINISTRY. 
 
 Write thy salvation in each heart, 
 And make us learn thy grace. 
 4 Shew our forgetful feet the way 
 That leads to joys on high, 
 Where knowledge grows without de- 
 cay, 
 And love shall never die. 
 
 MINISTRY. 
 
 €JP ) *l\ HYMN. S. M. 
 
 Wm » M. Ministers exhorted and encouraged. 
 
 1 YE messengers of Christ, 
 His sovereign voice obey ; 
 
 Rise and follow where he leads ; 
 And peace attend your way. 
 
 2 The Master whom you serve 
 Will needful strength bestow ; 
 
 Depending on his promis'd aid, 
 With sacred courage go. 
 
 3 Go, spread the Saviour's fame ; 
 Go, tell his matchless grace ; 
 
 Proclaim salvation full and free 
 To Adam's guilty race. 
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MINISTRY. 
 
 4 Mountains shall sink to plains, 
 And hell in vain oppose ; 
 
 The cause is God's — and will prevail. 
 In spite of all his foes. 
 
 *2T*2 HYMN. 5s and 6s. 
 
 .<«■ • -<«■ God's Servants exhorted. 
 
 1 YE servants of God, 
 Your Master proclaim, 
 And publish abroad 
 His wonderful name ; 
 
 The name all victorious 
 
 Of Jesus extol ; 
 His kingdom is glorious, 
 
 And rules over all. 
 
 2 God ruleth on high, 
 Almighty to save ; 
 And still he is nigh, 
 His presence we have ; 
 
 The great congregation 
 
 His triumph shall sing, 
 Ascribing salvation 
 
 To Jesus our King. 
 
 3 Salvation to God 
 Who sits on the throne, 
 Let all cry aloud 
 
 And honour the Son ; 
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MINISTRY* 
 
 Immaniiel's praises 
 
 The angels proclaim, 
 Fall down on their faces^ 
 
 And worship the Lamb. 
 
 Then let us adore, 
 
 And give him his right, 
 
 All glory and pow'r, 
 
 And wisdom and might ; 
 All honour and blessing 
 
 With angels above, 
 And thanks never ceasing, 
 
 And infinite love. 
 
 HYMN. S. M. 
 
 The Heralds of Christ. 
 
 1 HOW beauteous are their feet, 
 Who stand on Zion's hill ! 
 
 Who bring salvation on their tongues. 
 And words of peace reveal. 
 
 2 How charming is their voice ! 
 How sweet the tidings are ! 
 
 Zion, behold thy Saviour King; 
 He reigns and triumphs here.' 
 
 3 The watchmen join their voice. 
 And tuneful notes employ ; 
 
 Ferusalem breaks forth in songs, 
 And deserts learn the joy. 
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 BT3 
 
MINISTRY. 
 
 4 The Lord makes bare his arm, 
 Through all the earth abroad ; 
 Let ev'ry nation now behold 
 
 Their Saviour and their God. 
 
 4>2T4- HYMN. S. M. D. 
 
 ■<■■ ^ ^"^ A Minister's Love to the Church. 
 
 1 I LOVE thy kingdom, Lord, 
 The house of thine abode, 
 
 The church our blest Redeemer sav'd 
 With his own precious blood. 
 If e'er to bless thy sons 
 My voice or hands deny, 
 
 These hands let useful skill forsake. 
 This voice in silence die. 
 
 2 I love thy church, God ; 
 Her walls before thee stand 
 
 Dear as the apple of thine eye, 
 
 And graven on thy hand. 
 
 If e'er my heart forget 
 
 Her welfare or her wo, 
 Let ev'ry joy this heart forsake, 
 
 And ev'ry grief o'erflow. 
 
 3 Beyond my highest joy 
 
 I prize her heav'nly ways, 
 Her sweet communion, solemn vows, 
 Her hymns of love and praise. 
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SCRIPTURES. 
 
 For her my tears shall fall ; 
 For her my pray'rs ascend ; 
 To her my care, and toils be giv'n, 
 Till toils and cares shall end. 
 
 
 SCRIPTURES. 
 
 &p*¥ £* HYMN. C. M. 
 
 Jesk B *3 The Bible suited to our Wants. 
 
 1 FATHER of mercies, in thy word, 
 
 What endless glory shines ! 
 For ever be thy name ador'd, 
 For these celestial lines. 
 
 2 Here the fair tree of knowledge grows, 
 
 And yields a free repast ; 
 Sublimer sweets than nature knows 
 Invite the longing taste. 
 
 3 Here, the Redeemer's welcome voice 
 
 Spreads heav'nly peace around ; 
 And life, and everlasting joys 
 Attend the blissful sound. 
 
 4 0, may these heav'nly pages be 
 
 My ever dear delight ; 
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SCRIPTURES, 
 
 And still new beauties may I see^ 
 And still increasing light. 
 
 5 Divine instructer, gracious Lord, 
 Be thou for ever near, 
 Teach me to love thy sacred word, 
 And view my Saviour there. 
 
 ^Tft HYMN. C. M. 
 
 Jm m \3 Comfort to the Guilty and Afflicted. 
 
 1 LADEN with guilt, and full of fears, 
 
 I fly to thee, my Lord, 
 And not a glimpse of hope appears, 
 But in thy written word. 
 
 2 The volume of my Father's grace 
 
 Does all my grief assuage ; 
 Here I behold my Saviour's face 
 Almost in every page. 
 
 3 'Tis abroad land of wealth unknown, 
 
 Where springs of life arise, — 
 Seeds of immortal bliss are sown, 
 And hidden glory lies. 
 
 4 The best relief that mourners have ; 
 
 It makes our sorrows blest ; 
 Our fairest hope beyond the grave, 
 And our eternal rest. 
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SCRIPTURES. 
 
 f%*Z*% HYMN. C. M. 
 
 Jai & * Revelation welcomed. 
 
 1 HAIL, sacred truth, whose piercing 
 
 rays 
 Dispel the shades of night ; 
 Diffusing o'er the mental world, 
 The healing beams of light. 
 
 2 Jesus, thy word, with friendly aid, 
 
 Restores our wand'ring feet ; 
 Converts the sorrows of the mind 
 To joys divinely sweet. 
 
 3 Oh ! send thy light and truth abroad. 
 
 In all their radiant blaze ; 
 And bid th' admiring world adore 
 The glories of thy grace. 
 
 CP^ft HYMN. C. M. 
 
 IB » ^ Tlie Bible, our Light. 
 
 1 HOW precious is the book divine, 
 
 By inspiration giv'n ! 
 Bright as a lamp its doctrines shine 
 To guide our souls to heav'n. 
 
 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. 
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MORNING 
 
 This lamp, through all the tedious 
 night 
 
 Of life, shall guide our way, 
 Till we behold the clearer light 
 
 Of heav'n's eternal dav. 
 
 MORNING AND EVENING 
 
 <27Q HYMN. 7s. 
 
 Aa § tJ Morning Thanks. 
 
 1 THOU that dost my life prolong, 
 Kindly aid my morning song ; 
 Thankful, from my couch I rise, 
 To the God that rules the skies. 
 
 2 Thou didst hear my evening cry ; 
 Thy preserving hand was nigh ; 
 Peaceful slumbers thou hast shed, 
 Grateful to my weary head. 
 
 3 Thou hast kept me through the night 
 'Twas thy hand restor'd the light ; 
 Lord, thy mercies still are new, 
 Plenteous as the morning dew. 
 
 4 Still my feet are prone to stray ; 
 O, preserve me through the day ; 
 
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AND EVENING. 
 
 Dangers ev'ry where abound, 
 Sins and snares beset me round. 
 
 5 Gently, with the dawning ray, 
 On my soul thy beams display ; 
 Sweeter than the smiling morn, 
 Let thy cheering light return. 
 
 2£{| HYMN. S. M. 
 
 Cy \r Prayer for spiritual Light. 
 
 1 WE lift our hearts to thee, 
 Thou Day-Star from on high ; 
 
 The sun itself is but thy shade, 
 
 Yet cheers both earth and sky. 
 
 2 0, let thy rising beams 
 Dispel the shades of night ; 
 
 And let the glories of thy love 
 Come like the morning light. 
 
 3 How beauteous nature now ! 
 How dark and sad before ! — ■ 
 
 With joy we view the pleasing change. 
 And nature's God adore. 
 
 4 May we this life improve 
 To mourn for errors past ; 
 
 And live this short revolving day 
 As if it were our last 
 
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MORNING 
 
 *2jQ1 * HYMN. S. M, 
 
 «esa <J? JL Morning Prayer Meeting. 
 
 1 HOW sweet the melting lay. 
 Which breaks upon the ear, 
 
 When, at the hour of rising day, 
 Christians unite in pray'r. 
 
 2 The breezes waft their cries 
 Up to Jehovah's throne ; 
 
 He listens to their bursting sighs, 
 And sends his blessings down. 
 
 3 So Jesus rose to pray, 
 Before the morning 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 condemn'd to die, 
 And makes his people one. 
 
 Q&O HYMN. S. M» 
 
 Jd 0<& Morn ing Meditation. 
 
 1 AWAKE, my drowsy soul, 
 These airy visions chase ; 
 
 Awake, my active pow'rs, renew'd, 
 To run the heav'nly race. 
 
 2 See how the rising sun 
 Pursues his shining way ; 
 
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AND EVENING. 
 
 And wide proclaims his Maker's praise, 
 With ev'ry bright'ning ray ! 
 Thus would my rising soul 
 Her heav'nly parent sing; 
 
 And to her great original 
 
 Her humble tribute bring. 
 
 4 Serene, I laid me down 
 Beneath his guardian care ; 
 
 I slept, and I awoke, and found 
 My kind preserver near. 
 
 5 Dear Saviour, to thy cross, 
 I bring my sacrifice ; 
 
 Ting'd with thy blood, it shall ascend 
 With fragrance to the skies. 
 
 0|3«E| HYMN. L. M. 
 
 ^ssiKyiLP An Evening Sacrifice. 
 
 1 GREAT God, to thee my evening song 
 With humble gratitude I raise ; 
 
 0, let thy mercy tune my tongue 
 And fill my heart with lively praise. 
 
 2 My days unclouded, as they pass, 
 And ev'ry gently rolling hour, 
 
 Are monuments of wond'rous grace, 
 And witness to thy love and pow'r, 
 
 3 Seal my forgiveness in the blood 
 Of Jesus ; his dear name alone 
 
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MORNING 
 
 I plead for pardon, gracious God, 
 And kind acceptance at thy throne. 
 
 4 Let this blest hope mine eyelids close 
 With sleep refresh my feeble frame 
 Safe in thy care may I repose, 
 And wake with praises to thy name. 
 
 2QJL HYMN. L. M. 
 
 ^* Evening Song. 
 
 1 GLORY to thee, my God, this night 
 For all the blessings of the light ! 
 Keep me, keep me, King of kings, 
 Beneath the shadow of thy wings. 
 
 2 Forgive me, Lord, for thy dear Son, 
 The ills that I this day have done ; 
 That with the world, myself, and thee, 
 My soul, this night, at peace may be, 
 
 3 O may my faith on thee repose ; 
 May gentle sleep mine eyelids close, 
 That shall my frame more vig'rous 
 
 make, 
 To 6erve my God when I awake. 
 
 4 Lord, let my soul for ever share 
 The bliss of thy paternal care ; 
 
 'Tis heav'n on earth, 'tis heav'n above, 
 To see thy face, and sing thy love. 
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AND EVENING. 
 
 6>Q5L HYMN. C. M. 
 
 s4&Cy*J Evening Prayer and Praise. 
 
 1 INDULGENT Father, by whose care, 
 
 I've pass'd another day, 
 Let me this night thy mercy share ; 
 0, teach me how to pray. 
 
 2 Show me my sins, that I may mourn 
 
 My guilt before thy face ; 
 Direct me, Lord, to Christ alone, 
 i And save me by thy grace. 
 
 3 Let each returning night declare 
 
 The tokens of thy love ; 
 And, ev'ry hour, thy grace prepare 
 My soul for joys above. 
 
 4 And when on earth I close mine eyes, 
 
 To sleep in death's embrace, 
 Let me to heav'n and glory rise, 
 To see thy smiling face. 
 
 Q.HH HYMN. 7s 
 
 *& Cj? xj? Evening Communion with God. 
 
 1 NOW, from labour and from care, 
 Twilight shades have set me free; 
 In the work of praise and pray'r, 
 Lord, I would converse with thee. 
 O, behold me from above, 
 Fill me with a Saviour's love. 
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MORNING 
 
 2 Sin and sorrow, guilt and wo, 
 Wither all my earthly joys ; 
 Nought can charm me here below, 
 But my Saviour's melting voice. 
 Lord, forgive ; thy grace restore, 
 Make me thine for evermore. 
 
 3 For the blessings of this day, 
 For the mercies of this hour, 
 For the gospel's cheering ray, 
 For the Spirit's quick'ning pow'r, 
 Grateful notes to thee I raise ; 
 
 0, accept my song of praise. 
 
 fe>Q^ HYMN. C. M. 
 
 ^& (3 9 Evening Thanks and Confession. 
 
 1 PERPETUAL blessings from above 
 
 Encompass me around ; 
 But oh, how few returns of love, 
 Hath my Creator found ? 
 
 2 What have I done for him, who died 
 
 To save my wretched soul ? 
 How are my follies multiplied, 
 Fast as the minutes roll ? 
 
 3 Lord, with this guilty heart of mine ? 
 
 To thy dear cross I flee ; 
 And to thy grace my soul resign, 
 To be renew'd bv thee. 
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AND EVENING. 
 
 4 Sprinkl'd afresh with pard'ning blood, 
 I lay me down to rest, 
 As in th' embraces of my God, 
 Or on my Saviour's breast. 
 
 6>&ft HYMN. 7s. 
 
 B&CJCJ Evening Contemplation. 
 
 1 SOFTLY now, the light of day 
 Fades upon my sight away ; 
 Free from care, from labour free, 
 Lord, I would commune with thee. 
 
 2 Soon for me, the light of day 
 Shall for ever pass away ; 
 Then, from sin and sorrow free, 
 Take me, Lord, to dwell with thee. 
 
 ^)DQ HYMN. 8s and 4s. 
 
 •4P c3 *Jr Morning and Evening Worship. 
 
 1 GOD of evening and of morning, 
 Great source of all ! 
 While our hearts with love are burn- 
 ing, 
 Prostrate we fall : 
 Now, thy sacred throne addressing, 
 And our follies all confessing, 
 We entreat a Father's blessing ; 
 Lord, hear our call. 
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THE YEAR. 
 
 Thou that rulest earth and heaven, 
 
 Darkness and light; 
 Who the day for toil hast given, 
 
 For rest the night : 
 May thine angel guards defend us ; 
 Slumber sweet thy mercy send us ; 
 Holy dreams and hopes attend us, 
 
 This live-long night. 
 
 Object of our souls' devotion, 
 
 Thee we adore ; 
 Fill our hearts with sweet emotion. 
 
 This sacred hour : 
 Jesus, Master, thou art worthy ; 
 All the heav'nly host adore thee ; 
 Saints shall cast their crowns before 
 thee, 
 
 Now and evermore. 
 
 THE YEAR. 
 
 0£!*ffe HYMN. 5s and lis. 
 
 Jd*3\9 A New Year. 
 
 1 COME, let us anew 
 Our journey pursue, 
 
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THE YEAR. 
 
 Roll round with the year, 
 And never stand still, till the Master 
 appear. 
 
 2 Our life is a dream, 
 Our time as a stream 
 Glides swiftly away ; 
 
 And the fugitive moment refuses to 
 
 stay. 
 
 3 The arrow is flown, 
 The moment is gone ; 
 The millennial year 
 
 Hushes on to our view, and eternity's 
 here. 
 
 4 that each in the day 
 Of his coming may say, 
 
 " I've fought my way through, 
 I've finish'd the work thou didst give 
 me to do !" 
 
 5 that each from his Lord 
 May receive the good word, 
 " Well and faithfully done ! 
 
 Enter into my joy, and sit down on my 
 throne" ! 
 
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THE YEAR. 
 
 $>Cfe-g HYMN. C. M. 
 
 ^^1 Close of the Year. 
 
 1 AWAKE, ye saints, and raise youi 
 
 eyes, 
 And raise your voices high ; 
 Awake, and praise that sovereign love, 
 That shows salvation nigh. 
 
 2 On all the wings of time it flies, 
 
 Each moment brings it near ; 
 Then welcome each declining day, 
 Welcome each closing year. 
 
 3 Not many years their rounds shall run, 
 
 Nor many mornings rise, 
 Ere all its glories stand reveal'd 
 To our admiring eyes. 
 
 4 Ye wheels of nature, speed your course; 
 
 Ye mortal pow'rs, decay ; 
 Fast as ye bring the night of death, 
 Ye bring eternal day. 
 
 f»0^ HYMN. S. M. D. 
 
 Jd^yJei The Spring. 
 
 1 SWEET is the time of spring, 
 When nature's charms appear ; 
 
 The birds with ceaseless pleasure sing> 
 And hail the op'ning year : 
 
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THE YEAR. 
 
 But sweeter far the spring 
 Of wisdom and of grace, 
 : When children bless and praise their King 
 Who loves the youthful race. 
 
 • 2 Sweet is the dawn of day, 
 
 When light just streaks the sky; 
 
 When shades and darkness pass away, 
 And morning's beams are nigh : 
 But sweeter far the dawn 
 Of piety in youth ; 
 
 When doubt and darkness are withdrawn 
 Before the light of truth. 
 
 3 Sweet is the early dew, 
 
 Which gilds the mountain's tops, 
 
 And decks each plant and flow'r we view, 
 With pearly glitt'ring drops : 
 But sweeter far the scene 
 On Zion's holy hill ; 
 
 When there the dew of youth is seen 
 Its freshness to distil. 
 
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DEATH. 
 
 OQQ HYMN. 8s and 7s. 
 
 .aho'^lP Mourners comforted. 
 
 1 CEASE, ye mourners, cease to lan- 
 
 guish, 
 
 O'er the grave of those you love ; 
 Pain, and death, and night, and an- 
 guish, 
 
 Enter not the world above. 
 
 2 While our silent steps are straying, 
 
 Lonely, through night's deepening 
 shade, 
 Glory's brightest beams are playing 
 Round th' immortal spirit's head. 
 
 3 Light and peace at once deriving 
 
 From the hand of God most high, 
 In his glorious presence living, 
 They shall never — never die. 
 
 4 Endless pleasure, pain excluding, 
 
 Sickness there, no more can come ; 
 There no fear of wo, intruding, 
 Is o'er 
 gloom. 
 
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DIlATH. 
 
 5 Now, ye mourners, cease to languish 
 O'er the grave of those you love ; 
 Far remov'd from pain and anguish, 
 They are chanting hymns above. 
 
 CECfc/1 HYMN. L. M. 
 
 gfcd £? ^S: Death and Burial of Saints. 
 
 1 UNVEIL thy bosom, faithful tomb, 
 Take this new treasure to thy trusty 
 And give these sacred relics room 
 To seek a slumber in the dust. 
 
 2 Nor pain, nor grief, nor anxious fear, 
 Invade thy bounds ; no mortal woes 
 Can reach the peaceful sleeper here, 
 While angels watch the soft repose. 
 
 3 So Jesus slept — God's dying Son 
 Pass'd through the grave, and bless'd 
 
 the bed ! 
 Rest here, blest saint, — till from his 
 
 throne 
 The morning break, and pierce the 
 
 shade. 
 
 4 Break from his throne, illustrious 
 
 morn ! 
 Attend, earth ! his sovereign word ; 
 Restore thy trust — a glorious form 
 Shall then arise to meet the Lord. 
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DEATH. f 
 
 £>Q P* HYMN. L. M. 
 
 &*J*$ Death of the Righteous. 
 
 1 HOW bless'd the righteous when he 
 
 dies, 
 When sinks a weary soul to rest, 
 How mildly beam the closing eye, 
 How gently heaves th' 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 ; 
 Nothing disturbs that peace profound 
 Which his unfetter'd soul enjoys. 
 
 4 Farewell, conflicting hopes and fears. 
 Where lights and shades alternate 
 
 dwell ; 
 
 How bright th' unchanging morn ap- 
 pears, 
 
 Farewell, inconstant world, farewell. 
 
 £>Q£t HYMN. C. M. 
 
 s& *Jf\9 Dying in the Lord. 
 
 1 HEAR what the voice from heav'n 
 proclaims, 
 For all the pious dead ; 
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DEATH. 
 
 Sweet is the savour of their names, 
 
 And soft their sleeping bed. 
 1 2 They die in Jesus, and are bless'd ; 
 
 How kind their slumbers are ! 
 From suff rings, and from sins releas'd, 
 
 And freed from ev'ry snare. 
 3 Far from this world of toil and strife, 
 
 They're present with the Lord ; 
 The labours of their mortal life 
 
 End in a large reward. 
 
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 $2Q) *y HYMN. 8s and 7s. 
 
 &<tJ? & The departing Saint. 
 
 1 HAPPY soul, thy days are ended, 
 All thy mourning clays below : 
 
 ,. Go, by angel guards attended, 
 To the sight of Jesus, go ! 
 
 .2 Waiting to receive thy spirit, 
 
 ( Lo ! the Saviour stands above, 
 Shows the purchase of his merit, 
 
 , Reaches out the crown of love. 
 
 3 Struggle thro' thy latest passion 
 
 I To thy dear Redeemer's breast) 
 To his uttermost salvation, 
 
 To his everlasting rest. 
 
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 4 For the joy he sets before thee. 
 
 Bear a momentary pain ; 
 
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DEATH. 
 
 Die, to live the life of glory ; 
 Suffer, with thy Lord to reign- 
 
 <2Q£| HYMN. 7s and 4s. 
 
 j£n *y C? Support in Death. 
 
 1 WHEN the vale of death appears, 
 Faint and cold this mortal clay, 
 Kind Forerunner, soothe my fears, 
 Light me through the darksome way ; 
 
 'Break the shadows, 
 Usher in eternal day. 
 
 2 Upward from this dying state, 
 Bid my waiting soul aspire ; 
 Open thou the crystal gate, 
 To thy praise attune my lyre ; 
 
 Then triumphant 
 I will join th' immortal choir 
 
 <TgC&Q HYMN. C. M. 
 
 Jsa 9Jf fur Mourning with Hope. 
 
 1 THAT once lov'd form now cold and 
 
 dead, 
 Each mournful thought employs ; 
 And nature weeps, her comforts fled, 
 And wither'd all her joys. 
 
 2 Hope looks beyond the bounds of time ; 
 
 When what we now deplore, 
 
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DEATH. 
 
 Shall rise in full immortal prime, 
 And bloom to fade no more. 
 
 3 Then cease, fond nature, cease thy 
 tears, 
 Religion points on high ; 
 There everlasting spring appears, 
 And joys that cannot die. 
 
 <L»f}f) HYMN. C. M. 
 
 ^^\y\y u rp/ ie wear y are a i rest." 
 
 1 HOW still and peaceful is the grave, 
 
 Where, life's vain tumults past, 
 Th' appointed house, by heav'n's de- 
 cree, 
 Receives us all at last. 
 
 2 The wicked there from troubling 
 
 cease, 
 Their passions rage no more ; 
 i And there the weary pilgrim rests 
 From all the toils he bore. 
 
 3 All, levelled by the hand of death, 
 
 Lie sleeping in the tomb, 
 Till God, in judgment, call them forth 
 To meet their final doom. 
 
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DEATH. 
 
 5$n "I HYMN. 12s and lis. 
 
 €P\y M. A Funeral Hymn. 
 
 1 THOU art gone to the grave — but we 
 
 will not deplore thee, 
 Though sorrows and darkness en- 
 compass the tomb ; 
 The Saviour has pass'd through its 
 
 portals before thee, 
 And the lamp of his love is thy guide 
 
 through the gloom. 
 Thou art gone to the grave — we no 
 
 longer behold thee, 
 Nor tread the rough paths of the 
 
 world by thy side ; 
 But the wide arms of mercy are spread 
 
 to enfold thee, 
 And sinners may hope, since the 
 
 Saviour hath died. 
 
 2 Thou art gone to the grave — and its 
 
 mansion forsaking, 
 Perchance thy weak spirit in doubt 
 linger'd long ; 
 But the sunshine of heaven beam'd 
 bright on thy waking, 
 And the sound thou didst hear was 
 the seraphim's song. 
 
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DEATH. 
 
 Thou art gone to the grave — but we 
 will not deplore thee, 
 Since God was thy ransom, thy 
 guardian, thy guide ; 
 He gave thee, he took thee, and he 
 will restore thee, 
 And death hath no sting since the 
 Saviour hath died. 
 
 QAO HYMN. 8s and 7s. 
 
 &\J*d The Spirit of a dying Christian. 
 
 1 PARTING soul ! the flood awaits thee, 
 
 And the billows round thee roar ; 
 Yet rejoice ! the holy city 
 Stands on yon celestial shore. 
 
 2 There are crowns and thrones of glory, 
 
 There the living waters glide ; 
 
 There the just in shining raiment, 
 
 Standing by Immanuel's side. 
 
 3 Linger not ; the stream is narrow, 
 Though its cold dark waters rise ; 
 
 He who pass'd the flood before thee, 
 Guides thy path to yonder skies. 
 
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ETEHNITY. 
 
 ^l"bQ HYMN. 12s and 5s. 
 
 *3\?±& « The Harvest is past." 
 
 1 WHEN the harvest is past, and the 
 
 summer is gone, 
 And sermons and pray'rs shall be 
 o'er; 
 When the beams cease to break of the 
 sweet Sabbath morn, 
 And Jesus invites thee no more ; 
 When the rich gales of mercy no long- 
 er shall blow, 
 The gospel no message declare ; 
 Sinner, how can'st thou bear the deep 
 wailings of wo ? 
 Sow suffer the night of despair ? 
 
 2 When the holy have gone to the re- 
 
 gions of peace, 
 To dwell in the mansions above, 
 When their harmony wakes, in the 
 fulness of bliss, 
 Their song to the Saviour they love ; 
 Say, sinner, who livest at rest, and 
 secure, 
 Who fearest no trouble to come, 
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ETERNITY. 
 
 Can thy spirit the swellings of sorrow 
 endure, 
 Or bear the impenitent's doom ? 
 
 QO % HYMN. 7s, 6s and 8s. 
 *3\}^c The Sinner's Prospect. 
 
 1 DARK brood the heavens o'er thee, 
 
 Black clouds are gathering fast : 
 In awful pow'r thy God has come, 
 Thy days of mirth are past. 
 
 2 Dark brood the heavens o'er thee, 
 
 Red flames are bursting round ; 
 Bright lightnings flash, loud thunders 
 roar, 
 How shakes the trembling ground* 
 
 3 Dark brood the heavens o'er thee, 
 
 Behold the Judge appears : 
 Unnumber'd millions throng around, 
 Rais'd from the dust of years. 
 
 4 Dark brood the heavens o'er thee, 
 
 0, come and hear thy doom ; 
 Destruction opens wide for thee? 
 Thy chosen, final home. 
 
 5 Yet stay — the vision lingers ; 
 
 Why sinner, wilt thou die ? 
 
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ETERNITY. 
 
 Dark brood the heav'ns — but mercy 
 waits ; 
 This hour to Jesus fly ! 
 
 3|^hR HYMN. S. M. 
 
 \y^P « The second death:' 
 
 1 THERE is a death whose pang 
 Outlasts the fleeting breath : 
 
 Oh ! what eternal horrors hang 
 Around the second death. 
 
 2 Lord, God of truth and grace, 
 Teach us that death to shun ; 
 
 Lest we be banish'd from thy face, 
 And evermore undone. 
 
 *$^l£t HYMN. S. M. 
 
 fL9XP\9 The last Account. 
 
 1 I SAW, beyond the tomb, 
 The awful Judge appear ! 
 
 Prepar'd to scan, with strict account, 
 The blessings wasted here. 
 
 2 His wrath, like flaming fire, 
 In hell for ever burns ; 
 
 And, from that hopeless world of wo, 
 No fugitive returns. 
 
 3 Soon will the harvest close, 
 The summer soon be o'er ; 
 
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JUDGMENT. 
 
 sinner, then your injur' d God 
 Will heed your cries no more. 
 
 JUDGMENT. 
 
 DAW HYMN. 8s, 7s and 4s. 
 
 1l9\F § Christ coming to Judgment. 
 
 1 LO, he comes, in clouds descending, 
 
 Once for favour'd sinners slain, 
 
 Thousand thousand saints attending, 
 
 Swell the triumph of his train. 
 
 Hallelujah ; 
 Jesus shall for ever reign. 
 
 2 Ev'ry eye shall now behold him 
 
 Rob'd in dreadful majesty ; 
 Those who set at nought and sold him, 
 Pierc'd and nail'd him to the tree, 
 
 Deeply wailing 
 Shall the great Messiah see. 
 
 3 Ev'ry island, sea, and mountain, 
 
 Heav'n, and earth shall flee away ; 
 All who hate him, must, confounded, 
 Hear the trump proclaim the day ; 
 
 Come to judgment! 
 Come to judgment, come away. 
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JUDGMENT. 
 
 4 Now the Saviour, long expected, 
 See, in solemn pomp appear ! 
 All his saints, by man rejected, 
 Now shall meet him in the air. 
 
 Hallelujah ; 
 See the day of God appear. 
 
 **^fe© HYMN. C. M. 
 
 O W t5 God the awful Judge. 
 
 1 SING to the Lord, ye heav'nly hosts 
 
 And thou, earth, adore ; 
 Let death and hell, through all thein 
 coasts, 
 Stand trembling at his pow'r. 
 
 2 Think, my soul, the dreadful day, 
 
 When this incensed God 
 Shall rend the sky, and burn the sea 
 And send his wrath abroad. 
 
 3 What shall the wretch, the sinner do 
 
 He once defied the Lord ; 
 But he shall dread the thund'rer now 
 And sink beneath his word. 
 
 4 Tempests of angry fire shall roll, 
 
 To blast the rebel worm, 
 And beat upon his naked soul. 
 In one eternal storm. 
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JUDGMENT. 
 
 OftQ HYMN. C. M. 
 
 *3\P*y Everlasting Absence of God intolerable:, 
 
 1 THAT awful day will surely come, 
 
 Th' appointed hour makes haste — ■ 
 When I must stand before my Judge, 
 And pass the solemn test. 
 
 2 Thou lovely chief of all my joys, 
 
 Thou Sovereign of my heart, 
 How could I bear to hear thy voice 
 
 Pronounce the sound, depart ! 
 = 3 Oh! wretched state of deep despair ; 
 
 To see my God remove, 
 And fix my doleful station, where 
 
 I must not taste his love ! 
 
 4 Jesus, I throw my arms around, 
 And hang upon thy breast ; 
 Without one gracious smile from thee, 
 My spirit cannot rest. 
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 *\ "fl O HYMN. 8s, 7s and 4s. 
 
 JL \J The Judgment Trumpet. 
 
 1 HARK! the judgment-trumpet sound- 
 
 ing* 
 Rends the skies and shakes the 
 poles ; 
 Lo ! the day, with wrath abounding^ 
 Breaks upon astonish'd souls : 
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JUDGMENT. 
 
 Ev'ry creature 
 Now the awful Judge beholds. 
 
 2 Jesus, Captain of salvation, 
 
 Leads his armies down the skies ; 
 Ev'ry kindred, tribe and nation, 
 From the sleep of death, arise : 
 
 Heav'n's loud summons 
 Fills the world with dread surprise 
 
 3 Zion's King, his throne ascending, 
 
 Calls his saints before his face ; 
 Crowns, with glory never ending, 
 All the children of his grace : 
 
 Heav'n shall echo ; 
 Songs of triumph fill the place. 
 
 4 Look beneath, where hell is burning ! 
 
 There the sons of darkness lie ; 
 - Hope to black despair is turning ; 
 There the worm shall never die : 
 
 Careless sinner, 
 Oh, to Jesus quickly fly. 
 
 *>-g | HYMN. 8s, 7s and 4s. 
 
 ^t9 JBL M- Saints and Sinners judged. 
 
 1 DAY of judgment, day of wonders ! 
 Hark ! the trumpet's awful sound, 
 Louder than a thousand thunders, 
 Shakes the vast creation round : 
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JUDGMENT. 
 
 How the summons 
 Will the sinner's heart confound ! 
 
 2 See the Judge, our nature wearing, 
 
 Cloth'd in majesty divine ; 
 You, who long for his appearing, 
 Then shall say, l this God is mine : 
 
 Gracious Saviour, 
 Own me in that day for thine, 
 
 3 At his call, the dead awaken, 
 
 Rise to life from earth and sea ; 
 All the pow'rs of nature, shaken 
 By his looks, prepare to flee : 
 
 Careless sinner, 
 What will then become of thee ? 
 
 |||n HYMN. 7s. 
 
 tJr JL ^d Christ coming to save his People. 
 
 1 HARK, that shout of rapt'rous joy, 
 Bursting forth from yonder cloud ! 
 Jesus comes — and, through the sky, 
 Angels tell their joy aloud. 
 
 2 Hark ! the trumpet's awful voice 
 Sounds abroad through sea and land 
 Let his people now rejoice ; 
 Their redemption is at hand. 
 
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HEAVEN. 
 
 3 See ! the Lord appears in view ; 
 Heav^ and earth before him fly ; 
 Rise, ye saints, he comes for you — 
 Rise to meet him in the sky. 
 
 4 Go and dwell with him above, 
 Where no foe can e'er molest ; 
 Happy in the Saviour's love, 
 Ever blessir.g, ever blest. 
 
 HEAVEN. 
 
 O-j O HYMN. S. M. 
 
 JL O Rest in Heaven. 
 
 1 OH, where shall rest be found, 
 Rest for the weary soul ! 
 
 'Twere vain the ocean's depths to sound, 
 Or search from pole to pole. 
 
 2 The world can never give 
 The bliss for which we sigh ; 
 
 'Tis not the whole of life to live, 
 Nor all of death to die. 
 
 3 Beyond this vale of tears 
 There is a life above, 
 
 Unmeasur'd by the flight of years— 
 And all that life is love. 
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HEAVEN. 
 
 *1 H A. HYMN. C. M. 
 
 & JL ^™: Heaven anticipated. 
 
 1 COME, Lord, and warm each languid 
 
 heart, 
 Inspire each lifeless tongue, 
 And let the joys of heav'n impart 
 Their influ'nce to our song. 
 
 2 Then to the shining realms of bliss 
 
 The wings of faith shall soar, 
 And all the charms of Paradise 
 Our raptur'd thoughts explore. 
 
 3 There shall the foll'wers of the Lamb 
 
 Join in immortal songs ; 
 And endless honours to his name 
 Employ their tuneful tongues. 
 
 4 Lord, tune our hearts to praise and love, 
 
 Our feeble notes inspire ; 
 Till in thy blissful courts above, 
 We join the heav'nly choir. 
 
 Q|t HYMN. C. M. D. 
 
 fc* JL *-P The Peace and Repose of Heaven. 
 
 1 THERE is an hour of hallow'd peace 
 For those with cares opprest, 
 Where sighs and sorrowing tears shall 
 cease, 
 And all be hush'd to rest : 
 271 
 
HEAVEN. 
 
 'Tis then the soul is freed from fears 
 And doubts which here annoy ; 
 
 Then they that oft had sown in tears, 
 Shall reap again in joy. 
 
 2 There is a home of sweet repose, 
 
 Where storms assail no more ; 
 The stream of endless pleasure flows 
 
 On that celestial shore : 
 There purity with love appears, 
 
 And bliss without alloy ; 
 There they that oft had sown in tears, 
 
 Shall reap again in joy. 
 
 *^ "I tf£ HYMN. C. M. D. 
 
 JL %3 The heavenly City. 
 
 1 JERUSALEM, my happy home ! 
 
 Name ever dear to me ; 
 When shall my labours have an end 
 
 In joy, and peace, and thee ? 
 When shall these eves thy heav'n-built 
 walls 
 
 And pearly gates behold ? 
 Thy bulwarks with salvation strong, 
 
 And streets with shining gold. 
 
 2 0, when, thou city of my God, 
 
 Shall I thy courts ascend ? 
 
 272 
 
HEAVEN. 
 
 Where congregations ne'er break up, 
 
 And sabbaths never end. 
 Why should I shrink at pain or wo. 
 
 Or feel at death dismay ? 
 Jerusalem I soon shall view 
 
 In realms of endless day* 
 
 3 Redeemed saints and angels, there, 
 
 Around my Saviour stand ; 
 And soon my friends in Christ, below, 
 
 Will join the glorious band. 
 Jerusalem, my happy home ! 
 
 My soul still pants for thee ; 
 There shall my labours have an end, 
 
 When I thy joys shall see. 
 
 Q-fl mr HYMN. L. M. 
 
 «LP JL & The Worship of Heaven. 
 
 1 FOR a sweet, inspiring ray, 
 To animate our feeble strains, 
 From the bright realms of endless day, 
 The blissful realms, where Jesus 
 
 reigns. 
 
 2 There, low before his glorious throne, 
 Adoring saints and angels fall ; 
 
 And with delightful worship own 
 His smile their bliss, their heav'n, 
 their all. 
 
 m # 273 
 
HEAVEN. 
 
 3 Immortal glories crown his head, 
 While tuneful hallelujahs rise, 
 
 And love, and joy, and triumph spread 
 Through all th' assemblies of the 
 skies. 
 
 4 He smiles, and seraphs tune their songs 
 To boundless rapture, while they 
 
 gaze; 
 Ten thousand, thousand joyful tongues 
 Resound his everlasting praise. 
 
 5 There all the foil Vers of the Lamb 
 Shall join at last the heav'nly choir ; 
 may the joy-inspiring theme 
 Awake our faith and warm desire ! 
 
 6 Dear Saviour, let thy Spirit seal 
 Our int'rest in that blissful place ; 
 Till death remove this mortal veil, 
 And we behold thy lovely face. 
 
 ^ "I & HYMN. 8s and 6s. 
 
 *f3 Jfi_ C5 Tlie everlasting Bliss of Heaven. 
 
 1 HEAV'N is the land where troubles 
 
 cease, 
 
 Where toils and tears are o'er ; 
 
 The blissful clime of rest and peace, 
 
 Where cares distract no more ; 
 
 274 
 
HEAVEN. 
 
 And not the shadow of distress 
 Dims its unsullied blessedness. 
 ■'2 Heav'n is the place where Jesus lives, 
 To plead his dying blood ; 
 While, to his pray' is, his Father gives 
 , An unknown multitude, 
 
 ;j Whose harps -and tongues, through 
 
 endless days, 
 5 Shall crown his head with songs of 
 
 praise. 
 3 Heav'n is the dwelling place of joy, 
 The home of light and love, 
 Where faith and hope in rapture die, 
 
 And ransom'd souls above 
 Enjoy, before th' eternal throne, 
 Bliss everlasting and unknown. 
 
 3-g Q HYMN. 7s. 
 
 -H «^ The Songs and Bliss of Heaven. 
 
 1 HIGH in yonder realms of light, 
 Dwell the raptur'd saints above ; 
 Far beyond our feeble sight, 
 Happy in Immanuel's love : 
 Pilgrims in this vale of tears, 
 Once they knew, like us below. 
 Gloomy doubts, distressing fears, 
 -Tort'ring pain, and heavy wo. 
 275 
 
HEAVEN. 
 
 2 Mid the chorus of the skies, 
 Mid th' angelic lyres above, 
 Hark ! their songs melodious rise, 
 Songs of praise to Jesus' love. 
 Happy spirits ! ye are fled, 
 Where no grief can entrance find ; 
 Lull'd to rest, the aching head, 
 Sooth'd, the anguish of the mind. 
 
 3 All is tranquil and serene, 
 Calm and undisturb'd repose ; 
 There no cloud can intervene, 
 There no angry tempest blows. 
 Every tear is wip'd away, 
 
 Sighs no more shall heave the breast; 
 Night is lost in endless day, 
 Sorrow, in eternal rest. 
 
 OOA HYMN. S. P. M. 
 
 Q& Jm\y T/ ie Perpetuity of Heaven. 
 
 1 BEYOND the flight of time, 
 Beyond the reign of death, 
 
 There surely is some blessed clime 
 
 Where life is not a breath ; 
 Nor life's affections, transient fire, 
 Whose sparks fly upwards and expire. 
 
 2 There is a world above, 
 Where parting is unknown ; 
 
 276 
 
HEAVEN. 
 
 A long eternity of love, 
 
 Form-d for the good alone ; 
 And faith beholds the dying here 
 Translated to that glorious sphere, 
 3 Thus star by star declines, 
 
 Till all are pass'd away : 
 As morning high and higher shines, 
 
 To pure and perfect day : 
 Nor sink those stars in empty night, 
 But hide themselves in heav'n's own 
 light. 
 
 OOI HYMN. 8s. 
 
 yJv&lM. Shi deplored, and Heaven desired. 
 
 1 THE clouds of affliction and pain 
 Have shrouded in mourning the sky ; 
 Thick darkness conceals all the plain, 
 And tempests are hurrying by : 
 
 My Saviour ! my Saviour ! my God ! 
 Why dost thou my spirit forsake ? 
 0, when shall I see thine abode ; 
 0, when in thy likeness awake ? 
 
 2 The winds of temptation arise, 
 
 And howl o'er my pathway of night ; 
 The clouds never move from the skies 
 To show the returning of light ; 
 Mid tempests of sorrow I mourn, 
 277 
 
HEAVEN. 
 
 My heart with its anguish will break, 
 
 When shall I to gladness return ; 
 
 0, when in thy likeness awake ? 
 
 3 My Saviour ! my Saviour ! I wait, 
 
 I wait till thy glory arise ; 
 
 I watch at thy merciful gate, 
 
 Till light bursts again from the skies ; 
 
 Then peace shall return to my breast, 
 
 My soul of thy goodness shall speak, 
 
 And calmly my spirit shall rest, 
 
 Till I in thy likeness awake. 
 
 Q>6>6> HYMN. C. M. 
 
 *3 /& & The cheering Prospect of Heaven. 
 
 1 THERE is a land of pure delight, 
 
 Where saints immortal reign, 
 Eternal day excludes the night, 
 And pleasures banish pain. 
 
 2 There everlasting spring abides, 
 
 And never- with' ring ilow'rs ; 
 Death, like a narrow sea, divides 
 This heav'nly land from ours. 
 
 3 Sweet fields, beyond the swelling 
 
 flood, 
 Stand dress'd in living green ; 
 So to the Jews old Canaan stood, 
 While Jordan roll'd between. 
 278 
 
 i 
 
HEAVEN. 
 
 4 But tim'rous mortals start and shrink? 
 
 To cross this narrow sea ; 
 And linger, shiv'ring on the brink, 
 And fear to launch away. 
 
 5 Oh ! could we make our doubts remove, 
 
 Those gloomy doubts that rise, 
 And see the Canaan that we love, 
 With unbeclouded eyes ! 
 
 6 Could we but climb where Moses stood, 
 
 And view the landscape o'er — 
 Not Jordan's stream, nor death's cold 
 flood, 
 Should fright us from the shore. 
 
 *T^gO HYMN. 8s and 6s. 
 
 ^■^^ Divine Contemplation. 
 
 1 HOW blest the minds which daily rise 
 To worlds unseen beyond the skies, 
 
 And lose this vale of tears ! 
 On heav'n-taught pinions while they 
 
 soar, 
 And joys unknown to sense explore, 
 How low the cares of mortal life, 
 
 How mean its bliss appears ! 
 
 2 for the wings of faith and love, 
 
 To bear my thoughts and hopes above 
 These little scenes of care ! 
 279 
 
HEAVEN. 
 
 Above those gloomy mists which rise, 
 And pain my heart, and cloud mine 
 
 eyes ; 
 To see the dawn of heav'nly day, 
 And breathe celestial air. 
 3 Ten thousand times ten thousand 
 tongues 
 There join in rapture-breathing songs, 
 
 And tune the golden lyre 
 v To Jesus their exalted Lord ; 
 Dear name ! how lov'd, and how ador'd! 
 His charms awake the heav'nly strain, 
 iVnd ev'ry note inspire. 
 
 Q^Zzfl. HYMN. 8s and 6s. . 
 
 QjJm^k: •'« The things which are not seen are eter> 
 nal." 
 
 1 OH ! weep not for the joys that fade 
 
 Like evening lights away, 
 For hopes, that, like the stars decay'd, 
 
 Have left thy mortal day ; 
 For clouds of sorrow will depart, 
 
 And brilliant skies be giv'n ; 
 And though on earth the tear may start, 
 Yet bliss awaits the holy heart, 
 
 Amid the bow'rs of heav'n. 
 
 2 Oh ! weep not for the friends that pass 
 
 Into the lonelv grave, 
 280 
 
HEAVEN. 
 
 [ As breezes sweep the wither'd grass 
 
 Along the restless wave ; 
 For though thy pleasures may depart 
 
 And mournful days be giv'n, 
 And lonely though on earth thou art, 
 Yet bliss awaits the holy heart, 
 
 When friends rejoin in heav'n. 
 
 3«R HYMN. lis. 
 
 j&aisjp Longing for Heaven. 
 
 1 "I WOULD not live always :" I ask 
 
 not to stay, 
 Where storm after storm rises dark 
 
 o'er the way ; 
 The few lucid mornings that dawn on 
 
 us here, 
 Are follow'd by gloom, or beclouded 
 
 with fear. 
 
 2 u I would not live always" — no,bless'd 
 
 is the tomb ; 
 Since Jesus has died, I will welcome 
 
 its gloom ; 
 There, sweet be my rest, till he bid 
 
 me arise, 
 To hail him in triumph descending 
 
 the skies. 
 
 281 
 
HEAVEN. 
 
 3 " I would not live always" — remote 
 
 from my God ; 
 An exile from heaven, that blissful 
 
 abode, 
 Where rivers of pleasure flow o'er the 
 
 bright plains — 
 And the noon-tide of glory eternally 
 
 reigns. 
 
 4 There, saints of all ages in harmony 
 
 meet, 
 
 Their Saviour and brethren, transport- 
 ed to greet ; 
 
 While anthems of rapture unceasingly 
 roll, 
 
 And the smile of the Lord is the feast 
 of the soul. 
 
 OOf> HYMN. 8s and 6s. 
 
 $9^ai\P The p ea ce and Rest of Heaven. 
 
 1 THERE is an hour of peaceful rest, 
 
 To mourning wand'rers giv'n ; 
 There is a joy for souls distress'd, 
 A balm for ev'ry wounded breast — 
 
 'Tis found above — in heav'n. 
 
 2 There is a home for weary souls, 
 
 By sin and sorrow driv'n, 
 
 282 
 
DISMISSIONS. 
 
 When toss'd on life's tempestuous 
 
 shoals, 
 Where storms arise, and ocean rolls, 
 And all is drear but heav'n. 
 
 3 There faith lifts up her cheerful eye, 
 
 To brighter prospects giv'n ; 
 And views the tempest passing by, 
 The evening shadows quickly fly, 
 
 And all serene in heav'n ! 
 
 4 There, fragrant flow'rs immortal, 
 
 bloom, 
 And joys supreme are giv'n : 
 There, rays divine disperse the 
 
 gloom ; — 
 Beyond the confines of the tomb, 
 Appears the dawn of heav'n ! 
 
 DISMISSIONS, &c. 
 
 0{>*y HYMN. 8s, 7s and 4s. 
 
 ^3^ 9 Prayer for a farting Blessing. 
 
 1 LORD, dismiss us with thy blessing, 
 Fill our hearts with joy and peace ; 
 Let us each, thy love possessing, 
 283 
 
DISMISSIONS 
 
 Triumph in redeeming grace ; 
 
 0, refresh us, 
 Trav'ling through this wilderness. 
 
 2 Thanks we give, and adoration, 
 
 For thy gospel's joyful sound ; 
 May the fruits of thy salvation 
 In our hearts and lives abound ; 
 
 May thy presence 
 With us evermore be found. 
 
 3 So, whene'er the signal's given, 
 
 Us from earth to call away ; 
 Borne on angels' wings to heaven, 
 Glad to leave our cumb'rous clay ; 
 
 May we ready 
 Rise and reign in endless day. 
 
 Q^Q HYMN. C. M. D. 
 
 «L>jaC> Praise to the Trinity. 
 
 1 THE God of mercy be ador'd 
 
 Who calls our souls from death, 
 Who saves, by his redeeming word 
 
 And new creating breath ; 
 To praise the Father and the Son 
 
 And Spirit all divine, 
 The one in three, and three in one 
 Let saints and angels join. 
 284 
 
AND ASCRIPTIONS. 
 
 I *S>OCh HYMN. 8s, 3s and 6s. 
 
 [ *jp J &i<u' Perpetual Praise. 
 
 I 1 BLESS the Lord, ye saints, adore him. 
 As ye stand, 
 By his command, 
 Day and night before him. 
 
 I 2 Lift your hands, his glory viewing, 
 In his house, . 
 Pay your vows, 
 Songs of praise renewing. 
 
 3**fk HYMN. 4s, 3s and 7s. 
 £&\P Christ our Lord and King, 
 
 [1 ENDLESS praises 
 
 To our Lord, 
 Ever be his name ador'd. 
 
 Angels, Crown him, 
 Crown the Lamb ; 
 He is worthy — praise his name* 
 
 Saints, adore him, 
 For his grace 
 To our guilty fallen race. 
 
 Saints and angels, 
 Join to sing 
 Praises to our Lord and King< 
 
 285 
 
DOXOLOGIES. 
 
 J L. M. 
 
 Praise God, from whom all blessings flow, 
 Praise him, all creatures here below; 
 Praise him above, ye heav'nly host, 
 Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. 
 
 To God the Father, God the son, 
 Your grateful voices raise ; 
 
 And God the Spirit, three in one, 
 Ascribe immortal praise. 
 
 3 S.M. 
 
 Ye angels, round the throne, 
 And saints that dwell below, 
 Worship the Father, praise the Son, 
 And bless the Spirit too. 
 
 ^_ 8s and 7s. 
 
 Glory, honour, praise, and power, 
 To the Lamb be ever paid ; 
 
 Let new blessings ev'ry hour 
 Rest on his adored head. 
 
 286 
 
D0X0L0GIE8. 
 
 5 H.M. 
 
 To Go d the Father's throne 5 
 Your highest honours raise ; 
 Glory to God the Son, 
 To God the Spirit praise : 
 With all our pow'r?, 
 Eternal King, 
 Thy name we sing, 
 While faith adores. 
 
 6 
 
 Glory to the Father's name ; 
 Messiah's excellence proclaim ; 
 Sing the blessed Spirit's praise; 
 Angels, swell the notes we raise. 
 
 Y 85, 7s and 4s. 
 
 Great Jehovah, we adore thee, 
 God the Father, God the Son, 
 
 God the Spirit, join'd in glory 
 On the same eternal throne : 
 9 Endless praises 
 
 To Jehovah three in one. 
 
 287 
 
The Compiler of the foregoing work 
 is happy to acknowledge his indebted- 
 ness to several of his lay friends for their 
 aid in correcting and arranging a num- 
 ber of the hymns in this collection. 
 Among these, a more particular acknowl- 
 edgment is due to a member of his own 
 Session, and to Mr. Thomas Hastings, 
 one of the authors of the Spiritual Songs. 
 To the latter gentleman he is indebted 
 for several original hymns, and for 
 permission to insert a number of others 
 from the above named book. 
 
INDEX. 
 
 -^^^ 
 
 A 
 
 Authors. Hymn, 
 
 Ah, wretched, vile, Mrs. Steele 120 
 
 Alas, and did Watts 38 
 
 Alas, what hourly Mrs. Steele 105 
 
 All hail the power Duncan, alt'd 214 
 
 Almighty Father Mrs. Steele 149 
 
 Amazing grace, how Newton 109 
 
 And can my heart Mrs. Steele 104 
 
 And will the Lord Mrs. Steele 34 
 
 Angels, assist to sing Gems 133 
 
 Arise, my soul Watts 79 
 
 Arm of the Burder's Coll. alt'd 256 
 
 Author of good, to thee Merrick 227 
 
 Awak'd by Sinai's Ockum, alt'd 51 
 
 Awake, my drowsy soul 282 
 
 Awake, our souls Watts 81 
 
 Awake, ye saints Doddridge 291 
 
 B 
 
 Begin, my soul Ogilvie 130 
 
 Behold a stranger Vill. H. alt'd 35 
 
 Behold the glories Watts 182 
 
 n 289 
 
INDEX. 
 
 Authors. Hymn. 
 
 Behold the grace appears Watts 
 Behold the Saviour Pratt's Coll. 
 Beyond the flight Gems, alt'd 
 
 Bleeding hearts, defil'd 
 Blessed are the sons Humphreys 
 Bless the Lord, ye saints 
 Blest morning, whose first Watts 
 Blow ye the trumpet Toplady 
 Boundless glory 
 Brightness of glory 
 
 C 
 
 Cease, ye mourners, Collyer 
 
 Children of the heav'nly Cennick 
 Christ, whose glory Wesley 
 
 Come ev'ry pious 
 Come gracious Spirit Brown 
 
 Come, Holy Spirit, Binder's Coll. 
 Come hither, all Watts 
 
 Come, Holy Spirit, come, Hart 
 Come Holy Spirit, heav'nly Watts 
 Come let us anew Har. Sacra 
 
 Come let us draw Sp. Songs 
 
 Come let us join Watts 
 
 Come, Lord and warm Mrs. Steele 
 Come, my soul, thy suit Newton 
 
 290 
 
INDEX. 
 
 Authors. Hymn, 
 
 Come, niy soul Blacklock 137 
 
 .Come, shout aloud 141 
 
 jCome, thou almighty Madan's Coll 132 
 
 Come, thou desire Mrs. Steele 178 
 
 Come, thou fount Robinson 72 
 
 Come to Calv'ry's 24 
 
 Come, trembling E. Jones, altM 21 
 
 Come, weary souls Mrs. Steele 18 
 
 ■Come ye sinners Hart, alt'd 33 
 
 Come ye that love the Lord Watts 78 
 
 Come ye that love the Mrs. Steele 177 
 
 Conscious of my ruin 'd Hastings 14 
 
 Convinc'd of sin Spiritual Songs 12 
 
 D 
 
 t)ark brood the heavens 304 
 
 pay of judgment Newton 311 
 
 'Daughter of Zion, Fitzgerald's Coll 248 
 
 Daughter of Zion, Montgomery 253 
 
 pear refuge of my Mrs. Steele 103 
 
 Dearest of all the names Watts 162 
 
 Dear Saviour, when Mrs. Steele 39 
 
 t)elay not, delay not Sp. Songs 5 
 
 descend from heav'n Watts 220 
 
 Endless praises 330 
 
 291 
 
F 
 
 Authors. Hymn, 
 Far from the world Cowper 107 
 
 Far from thy fold Tatlock 
 
 Father how wide Watts 
 
 Father of mercies, God Raffles 
 Father of mercies, in Mrs. Steele 
 Faith adds new charms Turner 
 Father whate'er of Mrs. Steele 
 Forgive us Lord, to thee 
 From ev'ry earthly Gems 
 
 From all who dwell Watts 
 
 From Greenland's icy Heber 
 
 From the dark Mrs. Steele 
 
 From the cross uplifted Hawes 
 
 O 
 
 Gently Lord, gently Hastings 
 Glory to God on Reed's Coll. 
 
 Glory to thee Kenn. 
 
 Glorious things of Drummond 
 
 God of evening Sp. Songs 
 
 Grace 'tis a charming Doddridge 
 Gracious Spirit Stocker 
 
 Great God, to thee Vill. H. alt'd 
 Great God to thee Mrs. Steele 
 Guide me, thou Oliver 
 
 292 
 
INDEX. 
 
 H 
 
 Authors. Hymn. 
 
 'Hail sacred truth Ev. Mag. 277 
 
 kHail sovereign love Brewer, alt'd 172 
 
 JHail thou ever Win grove, alt'd 195 
 
 ^Hail thou long Episcopal Coll. 154 
 
 ;Hail to the Montgomery 250 
 
 llHappy soul, thy C. Wesley 297 
 
 .Happy the heart Watts 86 
 
 ^Hark, from yonder Gems, alt'd. 209 
 
 jHark, hark, the Reed's Coll. 157 
 
 -Hark, ten thousand Kelly 188 
 
 park, that shout Kelly 312 
 
 <Hark, the glad Doddridge 158 
 
 JHark, the herald Rippon's Coll. 155 
 
 "Hark, the herald angels 210 
 
 Hark, the judgment B. 310 
 
 Haste, O sinner Episcopal Coll 4 
 
 ^Haste thee, sinner Sp. Songs 11 
 
 iHear, gracious God Mrs. Steele 127 
 
 cHear, O my God Mrs. Steele 101 
 
 ; Hear, sinner Reed 8 
 
 iHe arts of stone Spiritual Songs 40 
 
 IHear what the Watts 296 
 
 tHeav'n is the land 318 
 
 He dies— the friend Watts 208 
 
 IHigh in yonder Meth. ColL 319 
 293 
 
INDEX. 
 
 Authors. Hymn. 
 
 Ho ! ev'ry one that J. Wesley- 
 
 22 
 
 Holy Ghost, with Reed 
 
 224 
 
 How bless'd the Mrs. Barbauld 
 
 295 
 
 How beauteous are Watts 
 
 273 
 
 How blest the Mrs. Steele 
 
 323 
 
 How charming is Stennet 
 
 268 
 
 How firm a K. alt'd 
 
 108 
 
 How happy are they 
 
 66 
 
 How heavy is the night Watts 
 
 170 
 
 How long, Lord Dwight 
 
 126 
 
 Howpreeious Winchell's Coll. 
 
 278 
 
 How still and Pratt's Coll. 
 
 300 
 
 How sweet and Swain 
 
 87 
 
 How sweet the melting 
 
 281 
 
 How sweet the name Newton 
 
 196 
 
 How will the soul Doddridge 
 
 2 
 
 I 
 
 I love the Lord Mrs. Steele. 
 
 119 
 
 I love thy kingdom Dwight alt'd 
 
 274 
 
 Indulgent Father Vill. Hymns 
 
 285 
 
 Indulgent Sovereign Doddridge 
 
 254 
 
 In evil long Newton 
 
 60 
 
 In this calm Hastings 
 
 263 
 
 In this world Madan's Coll. 
 
 In Zion's sacred Dwight, alt'd 
 
 294 
 
INDEX. 
 
 
 
 
 Authors. ] 
 
 Elymn. 
 
 I saw beyond the tomb 
 
 Dwight 
 
 306 
 
 I send the joys 
 
 Watts 
 
 61 
 
 I was a traitor Watts, alt'd 
 
 167 
 
 I would not live always 
 
 
 325 
 
 Jerusalem, my Montgomery 
 
 316 
 
 Jesus, I come to thee 
 
 B. 
 
 68 
 
 Jesus, I my cross 
 
 
 52 
 
 Jesus, I love thy 
 
 Doddridge 
 
 160 
 
 Jesus, incarnate Son 
 
 
 46 
 
 Jesus, Lord, we look 
 
 
 88 
 
 Jesus, lover of 
 
 Cowper 
 
 102 
 
 Jesus, my all, to 
 
 Cennick 
 
 191 
 
 Jesus shall reign 
 
 Watts 
 
 246 
 
 Jesus, we bow 
 
 B. 
 
 249 
 
 Jesus, who knows 
 
 Newton 
 
 164 
 
 Join all the glorious 
 
 Watts 
 
 198 
 
 K 
 
 
 
 Know, my soul, thy 
 Laden with guilt 
 
 
 74 
 
 Watts 
 
 276 
 
 Lamb of God Pratt's Coll. 
 
 97 
 
 Let ev'ry creature 
 
 Watts 
 
 131 
 
 Let ev'ry mortal ear 
 
 Watts 
 
 19 
 
 Let Zion and her sons 
 
 Watts 
 
 237 
 
 Light of those whose Pratt's Coll. 
 
 189 
 
 Long have we heard 
 
 Watts 
 
 270 
 
 295 
 
 
 
INDEX. 
 
 Authors. Hymn. 
 
 Look ye saints Sp. Songs 262 
 
 Lord, at thy feet Brown 50 
 
 Lord, dismiss us Rippon 327 
 
 Lord, how secure Watts, alt'd. 16 
 
 Lord of hosts Turner 269 
 
 Lord, we come Hammond 225 
 
 Lord, when my Mrs. Steele 147 
 
 Lo ! he comes in clouds Oliver 307 
 
 Lo ! the rock Gibbons, alt'd. 212 
 
 Love divine, all love Whitefield 232 
 
 M 
 
 Mortals, awake, Medley 153 
 
 My former hopes Cowper, alt'd 13 
 
 My God, my life Watts 145 
 
 My God, thy service Doddridge 129 
 
 My God the spring Watts 150 
 
 My God, whene'er my 152 
 
 My Maker and my Mrs. Steele 148 
 
 My soul, be on thy guard Heath 125 
 
 N 
 
 Not all the blood Watts 199 
 
 Now begin the Pratt's Coll. 73 
 
 Now be the gospel Musica Sacra 260 
 
 Now for a tune Watts 203 
 
 Now from labour Hastings 286 
 
 Now let my soul Heginbothom 181 
 296 
 
INDEX, 
 
 Authors. Hymn. 
 
 Now let our voices Doddridge 62 
 
 Now to the Lord a noble Watts 1 94 
 
 Now to the Lord that Watts 187 
 
 Now to thy sacred Dwight 266 
 
 Now we hail the happy 235 
 
 O 
 
 O bless the Lord Watts 142 
 
 O could I speak Medley 161 
 
 O for a shout Watts 259 
 
 for a sweet Mrs. Steele 317 
 
 for a thousand Bourne's Coll. 56 
 
 for a closer Cowper 124 
 
 for a glance Hart alt'd. 106 
 
 for that tenderness Luth. Coll. 90 
 
 God of my Dwight 48 
 
 God of sovereign Vill. Hymns 255 
 
 Oh could our thoughts Mrs. Steele 83 
 
 Oh haste with ev'ry Dwight 261 
 
 Oh if my heart Watts alt'd. 45 
 
 Oh that I knew Watts 122 
 
 Oh weep not Gems 324 
 
 Oh where shall rest Pratt's Coll. 313 
 
 Lord my best Cowper, alt'd 128 
 
 O Lord thy work Sp. Songs 233 
 
 O my soul Fawcett 91 
 
 Once I thought Newton 100 
 n* 297 
 
INDEX- 
 
 Authors. Hymn. 
 
 On the mountain's top Kelly 239 
 
 O sun of righteousness 240 
 
 O thou that nearest Pratt's Coll. 218 
 
 O thou whose rnerey Edmeston 98 
 
 O thou whose tender Mrs. Steele 37 
 
 Our Lord is risen Wesley 213 
 
 O what amazing Medley 30 
 
 O Zion, tune thy voice Doddridge 241 
 
 P 
 
 Parting soul, the flood 302 
 
 People of the living Montgomery 53 
 
 Perpetual blessings 287 
 
 Pilgrim weary Hastings 110 
 
 Praise to God Mrs Barbauld 139 
 
 Praise to the Lord Doddridge 201 
 
 Prostrate, dear Jesus Stennet 43 
 
 R 
 
 Raise your triumphant Watts 202 
 
 Rejoice, the Lord JBurder's Coll. 190 
 
 Repent, the voice Doddridge 6 
 
 Return O wand'rer Collyei, alt'd. 32 
 
 Return O wand'rer to S. Songs 28 
 
 Rise glorious sun Beddome 163 
 
 Rise my soul White field 77 
 
 Rock of ages, cleft Toplady, alt'd. 204 
 
 298 
 
INDEX, 
 
 s 
 
 Salvation, oh the joyful 
 
 Authors. Hymn, 
 
 Watts 63 
 
 Saviour Prince Har. 
 
 Sac. alt'd 18C 
 
 Saviour visit thy 
 
 Newton 231 
 
 Say dost thou mark 
 
 Hastings 61 
 
 See from Zion's sacred 
 
 Kelly 242 
 
 Show pity, Lord 
 
 Watts 4^ 
 
 Sing, all ye ransom'd 
 
 Doddridge 6£ 
 
 Sing to the Lord most 
 
 Dwight 13-1 
 
 Sing* to the Lord ye 
 
 Watts 30$ 
 
 Sinner art thou still 
 
 Newton 1 
 
 Sinner oh why James' Coll. alt'd. 
 Sinner, stop, stop Newton alt'd. 
 Sinners, the voice Fawcett, alt'd 
 Sinners, will you scorn Allen alt'd. 
 Softly now the light Epis Coll. 
 S om e ti m e s a 1 i gh t Ne w ton 
 
 Sovereign Ruler, Lord Raffles 
 Sovereign of worlds Pratt's Coll. 
 Stand up my soul Watts 
 
 Stay thou insulted Rippon's Coll. 
 Stretch'd on the bed of Dwight 
 Sure the blest Mrs. Steele 
 
 Sweet is the time Gems 
 
 Sweet peace of Heginbothom 
 
 Sweet the moments Robinson 
 
 299 
 
INDEX. 
 
 Sweet was the time 
 
 Authors. Hymn. 
 
 Newton 121 
 
 Tell me Shepherd Hill's Coll. 
 Tell me wand'rer Sp. Songs 
 
 That awful day Watts 
 
 That once lov'd form Mrs. Steele 
 The clouds of affliction 
 The God of mercy 
 The God of nature Watts 
 
 The Lord Jehovah Watts 
 
 The prince of salvation 
 The Saviour calls Mrs. Steele 
 The Saviour oh what Mrs. Steele 
 The voice of free Thornby, alt'd. 
 There is a death Montgomery 
 There is an hour of Union Coll. 
 There is an hour of hallow'd 
 There is a land Watts 
 
 There is a fountain Cowper 
 
 There is a voice Watts 
 
 They have gone Musica Sacra 
 Thine earthly sabbaths Doddridge 
 Thou art gone Heber 
 
 Thou lovely source Mrs. Steele 
 Thou hear'st Dwight, alt'd. 
 
 Thou only sovereign Mrs. Steele 
 300 
 
 168 
 26 
 309 
 299 
 321 
 328 
 143 
 140 
 234 
 
 17 
 175 
 192 
 305 
 326 
 315 
 322 
 165 
 
 27 
 245 
 265 
 301 
 179 
 
 10 
 
 57 
 
INDEX. 
 
 Authors. Hymn. 
 Thou that dost my life 279 
 
 Thy mercy, my Whitefield, alt'd. 
 'Tis by the faith Watts 
 
 'Tis flnish'd ! so the Stennett 
 
 'Tis God who lifts Watts, alt'd. 
 'Tis midnight, and on Tappan 
 To God the only wise Watts alt'd. 
 To Jesus the crown 
 To thee, great source 
 To thee my God and Saviour 
 To thee my God Mrs. Steele 
 
 To thee my King Dwight 
 
 To thy temple Montgomery 
 
 To your creator God Mrs. Steele 
 
 U 
 Unbounded loveliness Faw. alt'd. 
 Unveil thy bosom Watts 
 
 V 
 Vain delusive world 
 
 W 
 Watchman, onward Sp. Songs. 
 Watchman, tell us Bowring 
 
 Weary of wand'ring 
 Welcome Saviour Bourn's Coll- 
 We lift our hearts Meth. Coll. 
 What equal honours Watts 
 
 301 
 
INDEX. 
 
 Authors. Hymn. 
 
 What sinners value Watts 116 
 
 When fainting in Mrs. Steele 151 
 
 When gloomy doubts Luth. Coll. 89 
 
 When God reveal'd Watts 58 
 
 When I can read Watts 76 
 
 When I survey Watts 117 
 
 When sins and fears Mrs. Steele 197 
 
 When the harvest 303 
 
 When the vale of death 298 
 
 Where is my Saviour C Psal. 92 
 
 While life prolongs Dwight 23 
 
 While thee I seek Miss Williams 230 
 
 Why sinks my soul Hastings 15 
 
 Y 
 
 Ye angels who stand De Fleury 200 
 
 Ye glitt'ring toys Mrs. Steele 171 
 
 Ye humble souls Mrs. Steele 144 
 
 Ye messengers Voke 271 
 
 Ye servants of God Madan's Coll. 272 
 
 Ye sons of men Doddridge 146 
 
 Yes the Redeemer Doddridge 211 
 
 Ye trembling captives Pratt'sColl. 251 
 
 Ye who despise 9 
 
 Ye wretched, hungry Mrs. Steele 29 
 
 302 
 
INDEX OF SUBJECTS, 
 
 
 Hvmn, 
 
 Absence of God, intolerable 
 
 309 
 
 Adoption, privileges of 
 
 ill 
 
 Advocate, Christ our 
 
 183 
 
 Afflicted and ready to die, I am 
 
 98 
 
 Affliction, asking mercy in 
 
 49 
 
 Alarm, the 
 
 1 
 
 " Arise, shine, for thy light is come" 
 
 241 
 
 Ascension 
 
 213 
 
 Bible, the, suited to our wants . 
 
 275 
 
 Bible, the, our light 
 
 278 
 
 Born again, ye must be 
 
 51 
 
 Calvary 
 
 209 
 
 Change, the great 
 
 69 
 
 Christ, mission of 
 
 176 
 
 Christ, asking the presence of 
 
 178 
 
 Christ, love to, desired 
 
 179 
 
 Christ, gratitude to 
 
 181 
 
 Christ, our High Priest and lung 
 
 137 
 
 Christ, our King 
 
 190 
 
 Christ, glory and grace in 
 
 194 
 
 Christ precious 
 
 196 
 
 Christ our sacrifice 
 
 199 
 
 Christ's sufferings and glory 
 
 203 
 
 Christ dying on the cross 
 
 206 
 
 Christ dying, rising and reigning 
 
 208 
 
 Christ's nativity 
 
 153 
 
 Christ the Saviour born 
 
 154 
 
 Christ, the excellency of 
 
 161 
 
 Christ will hear prayer 
 
 164 
 
 303 
 
 
INDEX. 
 
 Christ the living fountain 165 
 
 Christ, love to 167 
 
 Christ fulness of 173 
 
 Christ's Kingdom universal 246 
 
 Christ's Kingdom, the blessings of 250 
 
 Christs presence, prayer for 261 
 
 Christ coming to save his people 312 
 
 Christ ascending and reigning 259 
 
 Christ, our Lord and King 330 
 
 Church, glory of the 236 
 
 City, the heavenly 316 
 
 Coldness lamented 270 
 
 " Come unto me" 18 
 
 Come and welcome 25 
 
 " Come, whosoever will, let him" 30 
 
 " Come unto me" 174 
 
 Comfort to die guilty and afflicted 276 
 
 Comforter, the 223 
 
 Companions, evil, deliverance from 71 
 
 Confession and entreaty 42 
 
 Confiding in God 115 
 
 Consolation, asking divine 93 
 
 Contemplation, divine 323 
 
 Contrition 37 
 
 Contrition and prayer 90 
 
 Conversion, joys of _ 58 
 
 Convicting and sanctifying influences 216 
 
 Coronation 214 
 
 Creation and providence 147 
 
 Cross, pleading by the 97 
 
 Cross, subdued by the 60 
 
 Crucifixion to the world 117 
 
 Darkness, in 100 
 
 Darkness, turned to light 64 
 
 Day of grace, the 23 
 
 Day spring from on high 169 
 
 Death and burial of saints 294 
 304 
 
INDEX. 
 
 Death of the righteous 
 
 295 
 
 Death, support in 
 "Death, the second" 
 
 298 
 
 305 
 
 Dedication, self 
 
 70 
 
 Departing saint, the 
 
 297 
 
 " Desire, of all nations the" 
 
 247 
 
 Devotion, habitual 
 
 230 
 
 Divine influence, imploring 
 
 152 
 
 "Door, behold I stand at the" 
 
 34 
 
 " Door, and knock, behold I stand at the" 
 
 35 
 
 Dying in the Lord 
 
 296 
 
 Dying christian, the spirit of a 
 
 302 
 
 Eternity 
 
 95 
 
 Evening sacrifice, an 
 
 283 
 
 Evening prayer and praise 
 
 285 
 
 Evening communion with God 
 
 286 
 
 Evening thanks andconfession 
 
 287 
 
 Evening contemplation 
 
 288 
 
 Evening song 
 
 284 
 
 Expostulation 
 
 9 
 
 Faith our guide 
 
 112 
 
 Faith, the power of 
 
 114 
 
 " Follow me" 
 
 52 
 
 " Forgive us our sins" 
 
 228 
 
 Fountain, a, set open 
 
 24 
 
 Fountain of life 
 
 243 
 
 Funeral Hymn, a 
 
 301 
 
 Gethsemane 
 
 205 
 
 Glories of redemption 
 
 80 
 
 God reigneth, thy 
 
 239 
 
 God, help in 
 
 126 
 
 God, presence of, desiring the 
 
 127 
 
 God my portion 
 
 59 
 
 God, majesty of 
 
 137 
 
 God's government, perfection of 
 
 140 
 
 God our Father, rejoicing in 
 
 141 
 
 God, the grandeur of 
 
 143 
 
 305 
 
 
INDEX. 
 
 God the presence of, desired 145 
 
 God, the power and goodness of 146 
 
 God, my Creator and Benefactor 148 
 
 God, thirsting after 151 
 
 God reconciled in Christ 162 
 
 God's goodness and truth 134 
 
 God's love, wonders of 144 
 
 God's presence — light in darkness 150 
 
 God's love in Christ 175 
 
 •' Good will to men" 156 
 Gospel, triumph of the 256 234 
 
 Gospel, spread of the 235 
 
 Gospel banner, the 260 
 
 Grace, free 192 
 
 Grace the power of 109 
 
 Grace, preserving 166 
 
 Grateful recollections 72 
 
 " Harvest, the, is past" 303 
 
 Heart, hardness of, lamented 106' 
 
 Heart inconstant, lamented 120 
 
 Heart, broken and contrite 47 
 
 Heathen, the condition of 257 
 
 Heaven, desire for 99 
 Heaven, longing for 325 113 
 
 Heaven, the hope of 76 
 
 Heaven, the songs of 200 
 
 Heaven on earth 269 
 
 Heaven, rest in 313 
 
 Heaven, anticipated 314 
 
 Heaven, the peace and repose of 315 
 Heaven, the worship of . 317 
 
 Heaven, the everlasting bliss of 318 
 
 Heaven, the songs and bliss of 319 
 
 Heaven, the perpetuity of 320 
 
 Heaven, the cheering prospect of 322 
 Heaven, longing for 113 325 
 
 Heaven, the peace and rest of 326 
 306 
 
INDEX. 
 
 Heaven, the way to 
 
 191 
 
 Heavenly visions desired 
 
 220 
 
 Heralds of Christ, the 
 
 273 
 
 Hiding place, the 
 
 172 
 
 Holy Spirit, breathing after the 
 
 215 
 
 "Holy Spirit, take not thy" 
 
 221 
 
 Hope encouraged 
 
 91 
 
 Hope, joyful 
 
 74 
 
 Hope, the saint's 
 
 116 
 
 Immanuel's birth, joy at 
 Invitation, the Saviour's 
 
 157 
 
 17 
 
 Invitation of the gospel 
 
 19 
 
 Invitation, Christ's, to sinners 
 
 20 
 
 Invocation 
 
 132 
 
 " Isles shall wait for me, the" 
 
 254 
 
 "It is finished" 
 
 207 
 
 Jesus, my trust 
 
 160 
 
 Jesus, the name of, a sweet savour 
 
 201 
 
 Jesus rising and reigning 
 
 211 
 
 Joys departed 
 
 121 
 
 Joys, parting with carnal 
 
 61 
 
 Joy, believer's 
 
 73 
 
 Joy in believing 
 
 84 
 
 Jubilee 
 
 238 
 
 Judge, God, the awful 
 
 308 
 
 Judgment, preparation for 
 
 2 
 
 Judgment, Christ coming to 
 
 307 
 
 Judgment trumpet, the 
 
 310 
 
 King of saints 
 
 177 
 
 Lamb, the glories of the 
 
 182 
 
 " Lamb, worthy the" 
 
 184 
 
 Lamb, blessing and honour unto the 
 
 ,186 
 
 Last account, the 
 
 306 
 
 Latter day dawning of the 
 
 262 
 
 "Life, in him is" 
 
 197 
 
 Light of the world 170 189 
 
 Light, life and peace, spiritual 
 
 217 
 
 307 
 
 
INDEX. 
 
 Love, brotherly 
 
 87 
 
 Love, holy 
 
 86 
 
 Love, first * 
 
 66 
 
 Love to the saints 
 
 53 
 
 Love of Christ, the 
 
 167 188 
 
 Love divine 
 
 232 
 
 Mediation, Christ's 
 
 202 
 
 Mercy, the voice of 
 
 8 
 
 Mercy, accepting 
 
 27 
 
 Mercy, pleading for 
 
 50 
 
 Mercy of God 
 
 69 
 
 Mercies, spiritual and temporal 
 
 142 
 
 Message, the Redeemer's 
 Millenium, prayer for the 
 
 158 
 
 249 
 
 " Mine eye Mournetli" 
 
 48 
 
 Ministers exhorted and encouraged 
 
 271 
 
 Ministers love to the church, a 
 
 274 
 
 Mission to Palestine 
 
 245 
 
 Missionaries, departure of 
 
 244 
 
 Morning thanks 
 
 279 
 
 Morning prayer meeting 
 Morning meditation 
 
 281 
 
 282 
 
 Morning and evening worship 
 
 289 
 
 Mourners comforted 
 
 293 
 
 Mourning with hope 
 Night, what of the 
 
 299 
 
 242 
 
 Pardon, looking to Christ for 
 
 180 
 
 Pardoning mercy, prayer for 
 
 46 
 
 Pardon, prayer for 
 
 44 
 
 Parting blessing prayer for a 
 
 327 
 
 Pearl of great price 
 
 171 
 
 Penitence 
 
 43 
 
 Penitence and hope 
 
 39 
 
 Pilgrim 
 
 96 
 
 Pilgrim, the 
 
 110 
 
 Pilgrim's guide, God the 
 
 118 
 
 Pilgrim's song 
 
 77 
 
 308 
 
 
INDEX. 
 
 Pleasure, true aud false 26 
 
 Pleasures unseen 83 
 Praise to the Saviour 193 56 
 
 Praise from all creation 133 
 
 Praise from all creatures 130 
 
 Praise from creatures 131 
 
 Praise in Zion 135 
 
 Praise for temporal mercies 139 
 
 Praise from saints and angels 185 
 
 Praise from all the earth 258 
 
 Praise to the Trinity 328 
 Praise, perpetual 329 138 
 
 Prayer for comfort 92 
 
 Prayer for quickening grace 124 
 
 Prayer for spiritual enjoyment 219 
 
 Prayer for light and guidance 222 
 
 Prayer for light and sanctification 224 
 
 Prayer and praise, social 225 
 
 Prayer for Zion's increase 231 
 
 Prayer heard, and Zion restored 237 
 
 Prayer for all lands 255 
 
 Prayer for spiritual light 280 
 
 "Precious, he is 195 
 
 Promises, precious 108 
 
 Prophet Priest and King 198 
 
 Race, the christian 81 
 
 Recollection grateful or renewal 119 
 
 Redemption 55 
 
 Redemption and protection 79 
 
 Refuge, God my 103 
 
 Refuge, Christ the only 57 
 
 Rejoicing 62 
 
 "Rejoice in hope" 85 
 Rejoicing in God 141 136 
 
 Rejoicing in Jesus 73 
 
 Religion, supports of 89 
 Repentance at the cross 40 45 
 309 
 
INDEX. 
 
 Repentance, exhortation to 
 
 
 6 
 
 Request, the 
 
 
 229 
 
 Resolve, the 
 
 
 21 
 
 ''Rest, the weary are at" 
 
 
 300 
 
 Resurrection and ascension, 
 
 Christ's 
 
 212 
 
 Resurrection, Christ's 
 
 
 210 
 
 Retirement 
 
 
 107 
 
 Revelation welcomed 
 
 
 277 
 
 Revival, prayer for 
 
 
 233 
 
 Rock of ages, the 
 
 
 204 
 
 "Room, and yet there is" 
 
 
 29 
 
 Sabbath morning, the 
 
 
 263 
 
 Sabbath, the earthly and heavenly 
 
 265 
 
 Sabbath, the resurrection 
 
 
 264 
 
 Sabbath, the social worship 
 
 of the 
 
 267 
 
 Saints and sinners judged 
 
 
 311 
 
 Salvation by grace 
 Salvation welcomed 
 
 
 75 
 
 
 63 
 
 Saviour, praise to the 
 
 
 198 
 
 Seeking God 
 
 
 122 227 
 
 Seeking help in God 
 
 
 123 
 
 Servants, God's, exhorted 
 
 
 272 
 
 Shepherd, the good 
 
 
 168 
 
 Sickness and recovery 
 
 
 129 
 
 Sin bewailed 
 
 
 226 } 
 
 Sin deplored and heaven desired 
 
 321 
 
 Sinner, prepare to meet thy 
 
 God 
 
 7 
 
 Sinner, the, convicted by the law 
 
 16 
 
 Sinner, the, disquieted 
 
 
 15 
 
 Sinner, the, warned 
 
 
 4 
 
 Sinners, address to 
 
 
 3 
 
 Sinners, expostulation with 
 
 
 31 
 
 Sinners, invitation to 
 
 
 33 
 
 Sinner's prospect, the 
 
 
 304 
 
 Social worship, the pleasure 
 
 of 
 
 268 
 
 Sodom, the destruction of 
 
 
 11 
 
 Song of the angels 
 
 
 155 
 
 310 
 
 
 
INDEX. 
 
 " Sun of Righteousness 
 
 
 16; 
 
 5 240 
 
 " Spirit, and the bride say 
 
 come" 
 
 
 28 
 
 Spirit promise of the 
 
 
 
 218 
 
 Spring, the 
 
 
 
 292 
 
 Star of the east 
 
 
 
 159 
 
 Submission 
 
 
 38 
 
 128 
 
 Submission, filial - 
 
 
 
 104 
 
 Submission to afflictive providences 
 
 
 94 
 
 Submission to Christ 
 
 
 
 68 
 
 Supplication 
 
 
 
 41 
 
 Support and sanctification 
 
 prayed for 
 
 
 102 
 
 "The things which are not seen are eternal" 
 
 324 
 
 Thanks for providence and 
 
 grace 
 
 
 149 
 
 Tidings, glad 
 
 
 
 36 
 
 Time, the accepted 
 
 
 
 12 
 
 To-day if ye will hear his voice 
 
 
 5 
 
 " Troubled, I was" 
 
 
 
 101 
 
 Trumpet the gospel 
 
 
 
 251 
 
 Turn and live 
 
 
 
 32 
 
 Union and love, christian 
 
 
 
 88 
 
 Warfare, the christian 
 
 
 
 82 
 
 Watchfulness and prayer 
 
 
 
 105 
 
 " Watch and pray" 
 
 
 
 125 
 
 Waters, living 
 "What shall I do?" 
 
 
 
 22 
 
 
 
 13 
 
 Whither shall I go ] 
 Wicked, the end of the 
 
 
 
 14 
 
 
 
 10 
 
 World, renouncing the 
 
 
 
 54 
 
 Worship, public, commencement of 
 
 
 266 
 
 Year, a new 
 
 
 
 290 
 
 Year, close of the 
 
 
 
 291 
 
 Zion encouraged 
 
 
 
 248 
 
 Zion returning to 
 
 
 65 
 
 253 
 
 Zion, the time to favour 
 
 
 
 252 
 
 311 
 
^ENEUAIi INDEX OF SUBJECTS, 
 
 HYMNS. 
 
 Alarming 1 — 1 1 
 
 Conviction 12—16 
 
 Inviting 17—36 
 
 Penitential 37 — 50 \ 
 
 Conversion 51 — 72 
 
 Christian 73—129 
 
 God 130—152 
 
 Christ • 153—214 
 
 Holy Spirit 215—224 
 
 Prayer 225 — 230 
 
 Revival 231—243 
 
 Monthly Concert 244—262 
 
 Sabbath 263—270 
 
 Ministry 271—274 
 
 Scriptures 275—278 | 
 
 Morning and Evening 279 — 289 
 
 The Year 290—292 
 
 Death 193—302 
 
 Eternity 303—306 
 
 Judgment 307—312 
 
 Heaven 313—326 
 
 Dismissions 327—330 
 
 Doxologies 
 
 312 
 
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