IPR 4759 H277h B THE LIBRARY OF THE UNIVERSITY OF CALIFORNIA LOS ANGELES ^//-.-' . f,, y/ry^.^y yC>'^ i-J^ /^r/.^ YOUNG PERSONS. " Speaking to yourselves in Psulnis, and Hymns, and Spiri- tual Songs, singing and making melody in your heart to the Lord." — Ephes, v. 19. LONDON : jonx W. PARKER, WEST STRAND. MDCCC XXXIV. LONDON : CLAY, FUINTKK, 13READ-STUEET-11ILL. ADVERTISEMENT. :ollection of Hymns was originally made view to supply a work for the use of the classes in National and Sunday Schools : iC difficulty of selecting those, which are suitable for children, led to the aban- nt of that design. The want of such a ion has been very much felt. The only at present on the Catalogue of the Society omoting Christian Knowledge, are Watts's '. Songs, Easy Hymns for Children, and Hymns circulated on a broad sheet ; and, gh these are excellent in their way, they ily fit for very young persons. There can b AIJVEKTISLMKNT. therefore be no doubt that a book of this kind is greatly wanted ; and if this little work should assist any one better qualified in making the selection so much needed, the object of the compiler will be fully answered. R. H. May 30 th, 1834. INDEX. P»(fe According to thy gracious word 1 Lord of mercy and of might C3 Lord of the sabbath, hear us pray 84 Lord, teach us how to pray aright 3 Lord, thy saving grace impart ! 14 Lord, when we bend before thy throne 50 Lord! whose love, in power excelling 62 May the grace of Christ our Saviour 118 My God, and is thy table spread 71 My God, how endless is thy love! 39 My God, I now from sleep awake 81 O blest religion, heavenly fair 58 O God of mercies ! by whose hand 50 O God, our help in ages past 1)8 O King of earth, and air, and sea 8 O Lord, my best desire fulfil 59 O Lord our God, thy light and truth 13 O Spirit of the living God 113 O thou, that from the mouth of babes 47 O thou, from whom all goodness flows 20 O thou, to whose all searching sight 13 O thou, whom neither time nor space 35 Othou! who hast at thy command 9 Oh ! for a thousand tongues to sing 49 Oh ! for a closer walk with God 99 Oh! help me Lord ! in all my need 9 Oil! that the Lord would guide my ways 4 Oh! 'tis a joyful sight to see 4(3 One human pair, and only one 73 One prayer I have, — all prayers in one 18 Our Father sits on yonder throne 24 Our souls shall magnify the Lord 115 Prayer is the soul's sincere desire 52 Remark, my soul, the narrow bounds 33 Safely through another week 40 Salvation! oh, the joyful sound ! GO Saviour! when in dust to thee 113 See in the vineyard of the Lord 32 Vlll INDEX. Page See the leaves around us falling 72 Stand up and bless the Lord 2 Sweet is the work, my God, my King 43 That awful hour will soon appear 79 The Cliristian would not have his lot 16 The day of wrath ! that dreadful day 6G The glorious beams of gospel light * 45 The Lord our God is full of might 23 There is a land of pure delight 101 The race that long in darkness pin'd 29 This is the day the Lord hath made 41 This is the day the Lord hath blest 84 Thou art gone to the grave, but we will not deplore thee 74 Thou art, O God ! the life and light 91 Though I have grieved thy Spirit, Lord 51 Through tliis day thy love has spared us 37 To God the only wise 117 To prayer I to prayer! for the morning breaks 52 Weep, weep not o'er thy childi'en's tomb Ill ^V^lat is the thing of greatest price 60 What various hindrances we meet 53 AMiat sinners value, I resign 61 What tongue can tell, what fancy paint 103 WTien all thy mercies, O my God 22 When darkness once, by God's command 57 When earthly comforts die 88 Wlien gathering clouds around I view 104 \Vhen Jesus left his Father's throne 26 When languor, or disease, or age 107 ^\^l^n musing sorrow weeps the past 106 When rising from the bed of death 78 \Mien spring unlocks the flowers to paint the laughing soil . 92 ^^^len the disciples saw the Lord 19 When through the torn sail the wild tempest is streaming ... 59 Wliene'er the angry passions rise 1.5 Where'er I am, whate'er I see 25 \Miile shepherds watched their flocks by night 30 While through this changing world we roam 25 AMio from Satan's dark dominion 47 Ye trembling souls, dismiss your fears 104 HYMN S. HYMN 1. Thy glorious name, \vhich is exalted above all blessing and praise." — ye/iem. ix. 5. COME, sound his praise abroad, And hymns of glory sing; Jehovah is the sovereign God, The universal king. He form'd the deeps unknown ; He gave the seas their bound! The wat'ry worlds He calls his own ; And all the solid ground. Come, worship at his throne. Come, bow before the Lord ; We are hi? works, and not our own; He form'd us by his word. To-day attend his voice, Nor dare provoke his rod ; Come, like the people of his clioice, And own vour gracious God. HYMN II. ' Staud up, and bless the Lord your God for ever and ever. Nchcia. ix. 5, STAND up and bless the Lord, Ye people of his choice ; Stand up and bless the Lord your God, With heart, and soul, and voice. Though high above all praise, Above all blessing high, Who would not fear his holy name. And laud, and magnify ? Oh, for the living flame From his own altar brought, To touch our lips, our minds inspire, And wing to heaven our thought ! There with benign regard Our hymns He deigns to hear; Though unreveal'd to mortal sense, The spirit feels Him near. God is our strength and song, And his salvation ours ; Then be his love in Christ proclaim'd, With all our ransom'd powers. Stand up and bless the Lord, The Lord your God adore ; Stand up, and bless his glorious name, Henceforth for evermore. HYMN III. The preparations of the lieart and the answer of the tongue, is from the Lord." — Prov. xvi. 1. LORD, teach us how to pray aright, "VVitli reverence and with fear : Though dust and ashes in thy sight. We may, we must draw near. We perisli, if we cease from prayer; Oh, grant us power to pray ! And, when to meet Thee we prepare, Lord, meet us by the way ! Burden'd with guilt, convinc'd of sin, In weakness, want, and woe. Fightings without, and fears within, Lord, whither shall we go? God of all grace, we come to Thee, With broken, contrite hearts ; Give Avhat thine eye delights to see, Truth in the inward parts : — Give deep humility; — the sense Of godly sorrow give; A strong, desiring confidence, To hear thy voice, and live ; Faith in the only sacrifice That can for sin atone ; To cast our hopes, to fix our eyes On Christ, and Him alone; — Patience, to watch, and wait, and weep, Though mercy long delay ; Courage, our fainting souls to keep, And trust Thee, though Thou slav. B 2 Give these, — and then thy will he done Thus strengthen'd \Vith all might, We, hy thy Spirit and thy Son, Shall pray, and pray aright. HYxMN IV. Teach me, O Lord, tlie v,ay of thy statutes." — Psalm cxix. 33. OH, that the Lord woiild guide my ways To keep his statutes still ! Oh, that my God would grant me grace To know and do his will ! Lord ! send thy Spirit down, to write Thy law upon my heart ! Nor let my tongue indulge deceit. Nor act the liar's part ! From vanity turn off my eyes ! Let no corrupt design, Nor covetous desires, arise Within this soul of mine ! Order my footsteps ])y thy word, And make my heart sincere ! Let sin have no dominion, Lord, But keep my conscience clear ! Make me to walk in thy commands, The path my Saviour trod ; Nor let my head, or heart, or hands. Offend against my God ! HYMN V. Godliness with contentment is great gain." — I Tim. vi. 6. FATHER ! whate'er of earthly bli^s Thy sovereign will denies; Accepted at thy throne of gi-ace, Let this petition rise : Give me a calm and thankful heart, From every murmur free ; The blessings of thy grace impart, And let me live to Thee : Lot the blest hope that I am thine, My life and death attend — Thy presence through my journey shine, And crown my journey's end. HYMN VL All Scripture is given by inspiration of God." — 2 Tim. iii. IG. HOW precious is the Book divine, By inspiration giv'n ! Briglit, as a lamp, its doctrines shine, To guide our souls to heav'n. It sweetly cheers om' drooping hearts, In this dark vale of tears ; Life, light, ar.d joy, it still imparts. And quells our rising fears. This lamp through all the tedious night Of life shall guide our way, 'Till Ave behold the clearer light Of an eternal dav. HYMN VII. Neither is he that plantcth any thing, neither he that Tratereth; but God that giveth the increase."—! Cor. iii, 7. LORD of the liarvest ! God of grace ! Send down thy lieavenly rain ; In vain we pLant without thine aid, And water too in vain. May no vain thoughts, like hirds of prey, Defraud us of our gain ; Nor anxious cares, those baleful thorns, Choke up the precious grain. Ne'er may oiu- hearts he like the rock, Where hut the blade can spring ; Which scorch'd v>-ith heat becomes by noon A dead, a useless thing. Let not the joys thy gospel gives A transient ra])ture prove ; Nor may the world, by smiles or frov/ns. Our faith and hope remove. But may our hearts, like fertile soil, Receive the heavenly word ; So shall our fair and ripen'd fruits Their hundred-fold afford. HYMN Vin. HoTv beautiful upon the mountains are the feet of him that bringeth good tidings, that publishetli peace." — Isaiah Iii. 7. HOW beauteous are their feet. Who stand on Zion's hill ! Who bring salvation on their tongues, And words of peace reveal ! How happy are our ears That hear the joyful sound, \Vl)ich kines and prophets waited for, And sought, hut never found ! How blessed are our eyes That see this lieavenly light ! Prophets and kings desired it long, But died without the sight. The watchmen join their voice, And tuneful notes employ ; Jerusa'em breaks forth in songs, And deserts learn the joy. The Lord makes bare his arm Through all the earth abroad; Let every nation now behold Their Saviour and their God. HYMN IX. ' Behold, I bring you good tidings of great joy."— iMAaiid'ring leads ; Deigns in his arms the young to hear, And makes them his peculiar care. CONGUEGATIOX. Saviour ! to thy paternal care These helpless innocerits we hear ; And pray for grace and strength, that they And we may keep our heavenward way. HYMN LXIV. BF.FORE A CHARITY SERMON FOR A NATIONAL SCHOOL. CONGREGATION-. 'the glorious heams of gospel light Dispel the dark inicertain night, Adorn the lofty mountain's hrow. And cheer the humhler vale helow. Children of poverty, no more The darkness of your state deplore ! Divine instruction sheds her ray, To guide j'ou on your homeward way. CHILDREN. We hear, we hear the welcome word, And hless in willing songs the Lord, Who makes us, helpless as we are, Ohjects of his paternal care. Oh, may we hy his grace he led. The sacred paths of truth to tread : To shun the sinner's dang'rous way, To love, and worship, andohey! 46 CHILDREN AND CONGREGATION, Lord of all power and might ! oh, hear Our suppliant voice and earnest prayer Prosper the work of love, and bless " Our humble labours with success. HYMN LXV. BEFORE A CJIARITY SERMON. CONGREGATION. OH! 'tis a joyful sight to see A Christian people all agree, And gladly pay, with one accord, A common worship to the Lord. How sweet in the Redeemer's sight, When his disciples thus unite ' In faith, and prayer, and works of love, Like his assembled saints above. CHILDREN. What's given to us, to Him ye lend, To Him, the poor man's Guide and Friend And He, on the appointed day. The loan, with interest, will repay. True Charity from heaven distils. Like the rich dews on Hermon's hills; Whose genial drops refresh the ground, And scatter plenty all around. WHOLE CONGREGATION. Oh, may at length the gospel bind In sacred concord all mankind ; Till earth's united tribes shall raise One universal song of praise ! 47 HYxMN LXVI. BEFORE A CHARITY SERMON. CHILDREN. O THOU, that from the mouth of habes Art wont of old to perfect praise, Ahnighty Father, hear tlie song "Which we, thy lielpless servants, raise. CONGREGATION". How blest are they, who. early taught To know and love thy word of truth, Far from the haunts of sinners spend The tranquil morning of their youth. CHILDREN. And blest are they, whose care forbids The youthful Christian's feet to stray, Unfolds the Book of Truth, and there To life eternal points the way. WHOLE CONGREGATION. Hear, Lord, thy children's prayer; and still Let the full tide of bounty flow : That tliousands yet unborn may learn Thy will, and all thy mercies know. HYMN LXVIL BEFORE A CHARITY SERMON. CHILDREN. WHO from Satan's dark dominion, From a sinful heart's control, From the thrall of false opinion, Who shall free the helpless soul I Blind and wand'ring, Clouds of darkness round it roll. 48 CONGUEGATIOX. Lo ! a star of ll^lit and healing Sliines atliwart tlie dismal gloom, Scenes of life and joy revealing, Scenes of joy beyond the tomb. 'Tis the Saviour, Offspring of the Virgin's -womb. cniLDJir.N. To that Sa\i(mr guide, oh, guide us, Through the paths of truth divine ! Let all earthly ills betide us, Jesus, if we be but thine ! Holy Jesus, On our erring footsteps shine ! CONGREGATION. Let not thy command be broken ; " Sufier them to come to me ; For of such, (the word is spoken) Must my Father's kingdom be." Lo, we bring them. Saviour, to be bless'd by thee ! H Y M N S. PART II. HYMN LXVIII. I will sing unto thee among the nations." — Psalm \\'\\. 9. OH for a thousand tongues to sing Our gi'eat Redeemer's praise ; The glories of our God and King, The triumphs of his grace ! Jesus ! that name dispels our fears, And bids our sorrows cease ; Most grateful in the sinner's ears, Our life, our health, our peace ! Hear Him, ye deaf; his praise, ye dumb, Your loosen'd tongues employ ; Ye blind, behold your Saviour come, And leap, ye lame, for joy ! Dear Shepherd of thy people, here Thy presence now display ! As thou hast giv'n a place for prayer, So give us hearts to pray ! 50 HYMN LXIX. While I live, will I praise the Lord." — Psalm cxlvi. 2. GOD of m}' life, through all its days, My grateful tongue shall sound thy praise ; My lips shall wake with dawning light, My song shall cheer the dreary night. Should anxious cares disturb my rest, Or grief assail my throbbing breast, Thy tuneful praises, rais'd on high. Shall check the murmur and the sigh. When death o'er nature shall prevail, And all its powers of language fail, Joy through my swimming eyes shall break. And shew the thanks I cannot speak. But, oh, when that last conflict's o'er, And I am chain'd to flesh no more, With what glad accents shall I rise, To join the music of the skies ! Soon shall I learn th' exalted strains Which echo through the heavenly plains ; And emulate, Avitli joy unknown. The glowing seraphs round Thy throne. HYMN LXX. ' If we confess our sins, He is faithful and just to forgive us our sins." — 1 John i. 9. LORD, when we bend before thy throne, And our confessions pour, Teach us to feel the sins we own. And shun what we deplore. 51 Our contrite spirit, pitying see, True penitence impart. And let a healing ray from Thee, Shed hope upon the heart. When we disclose our wants in prayer, May we our wills resign, And not a thought our bosom share That is not wholly thine. HYMN LXXI. The sacrifices of God are a broken spirit." — Psalm li, 17. THOUGH I have griev'd thy Spirit, Lord, Oh, still his saving help afford : And still may I approach thy throne. To plead the merits of thy Son. A broken heart, my God, my King, Is all the sacrifice I bring; The God of grace will ne'er despise A broken heart for sacrifice. My soul lies humbled in the dust, And owns thy dreadful sentence just ; Look down, O Lord, with pitying eye. And save the soid condemn 'd to die. Then will I teach the world thy ways ; Sinners shall learn thy sovereign grace ; I'll lead them to my Saviour's blood, And they shall praise a pardoning God. d2 52 HYMN LXXII. " Pray without ceasing." — 1 T/icss. v. 17. TO prayer ! to prayer ! for the morning breaks, And earth in her ]\Iaker'.s smile awakes ; His light is on all below, above, The light of gladness, of life, of love: Oh ! then on the breath of this early air, Send upward the incense of grateful prayer. To prayer! for the glorious sun is gone, And the gathering darkness of night comes on ; Like a curtain, from Heaven's kind hand it flows, To shade the couch where his children repose : Then kneel, while the watching stars are bright, And give the last thought to the Guardian of niglit. To prayer ! for the day that God has blest. Comes tranquilly on with its promis'd rest : It speaks of creation's early bloom. It speaks of the Prince, who burst the tomb : Then summon the Spirit's exalted powers, And devote to heaven the hallow'd hours. HYMN LXXIIl. " Teach us to pray." — Luke xi. 1 . PRAYER is the soul's sincere desii-^, Utter'd, or unexjn-ess'd ; Tlie motion of a hidden fire That trembles in the breast. Prayer is the burden of a sigh, The falling of a tear ; The upward glancing of an eye, When none but God is near. 53 Prayer is the simplest form of speech That infant-hps can try ; Prayer, the subhmest strahis that reach The Majesty on high. Prayer is the Christian's vital breath, The Christian's native air; His watch-word at the gates of death ; He enters heaven witli prayer. Prayer is the contrite sinner's voice, Returning from his ways ; While angels in their songs rejoice, And crj^, " Behold, he prays !" The saints in prayer appear as one, In word, and deed, and mind ; While with the Father, and the Son, Sweet fellowship they find. Nor prayer is made on earth alone ; The Holy Spirit pleads. And Jesus, on th' eternal throne, For mourners intercedes. O Thou, by whom Ave come to God, The life, the truth, the way ! The path of prayer thyself hast trod : Lord, teach us hoAv to pray ! HYMN LXXIV. What things soever ye desire, wlien ye pray, believe that 3X receive them, and ye shall have them." — Mark xi. 24. WHAT various hindrances we meet In coming to a mercy seat ! Yet who that knows the worth of prayer, But wishes to be often there ? 54 Prayer makes the darken 'd cloud withdraw ; Prayer climbs the ladder Jacob saw ; Gives exercise to faith and love ; Brings every blessing from above. Restraining prayer, we cease to fight ; Prayer makes the Christian's armour bright ; And Satan trembles wlicn he sees The weakest saint upon his knees. While Moses stood with arms spread wide, Success was found on Israel's side ; But when tlu'ough weariness they fail'd, That moment Amalek prcvail'd. Have you no words? ah, think again, AVords flow apace when you complain, And fill your fellow-creature's ear. With the sad tale of all your care. Were half the breatli thus vainly spent, To heav'n in supplication sent. Your cheerful song would oft'ner be, '' Hear what the Lord liath done for me !" HYMN LXXV. " Commune with your own heart upon your bed, and be still. Psalm iv. 4. HOW sweet to wait upon the Lord, 1\\ still and secret prayer ! What, though no preacher speak the word, A teacher's voice is there ; A heavenly guide of wondrous skill. True graces to impart ; Who teaches all the Father's will. And preaches to the heart. 55 He dissipates the coward's fears, And bids the cohlest glow ; He speaks ; and lo ! the softest tears Of deep contrition flow. He knows to bend the heart of steel, He bows the loftiest soul ; O'er all we think and all we feel, How great is his control! And ah ! how precious is his love, In tenderest touches given : It whispers of the bliss above, And stays the soul on heaven. O Lord, to thee we e'er will pray, And praise thee as before ; For this thy glorious gospel-day. Teach us to praise thee more. HYMN LXXVI. Save me, God ; for the vraters are come in imto my soul. Psalm Ixix. 1. GOD of mv life, to thee I call, Afflicted at thy feet I fall ; "When the great water-floods prevail, Leave not my trembling heart to fail ! Friend of the friendless and the faint, "Where should I lodge my deep complaint ? "Where but with Thee, whose open door Invites the helpless and the poor ? Did ever mourner plead with Thee, And thou refuse that mourner's plea? Does not the word still fix'd remain. That none shall seek thv face in vain? 56 Oh, then regard my only plea ; I have an advocate with thee : They whom the world caresses most, Have no such privilege to hoast. Poor though I am, despis'd, forgot, Yet God, my God, forgets me not ; And he is safe, and must succeed, For whom the Lord vouchsafes to plead. HYMN LXXVII. My righteousness shall be for ever, and my salvation from generation to generation." — Isaiah li. 8. O GOD of mercies! by whose hand Thy people still are fed ; Who through this weary pilgi-image Hast all our fathers led ; Our vows, our prayers, we now present Before thy throne of grace : God of our fathers! be the God Of their succeeding race. Through each perplexing path of life Our wandering footsteps guide ; Give us each day our daily bread, And raiment fit jirovide. Oh, spread thy covering wings around. Till all our wanderings cease, And at thine ever-blest abode, Our souls arrive in peace. 57 HYMN LXXVIII. The cliildren of Israel had light in their dwellings."— ^jrorf. x. 23. WHEN darkness once, by God's command, Envc-lop'd haughty Egypt's land, Throughout that long and fearful night, In Israel's dwellings all was light. So to the righteous light shall rise, Though clouds and tempests wrap the skies, And faith triumphant mock the gloom That gathers round the silent tomb. Then grant us, Lord, while here we rove, Thy will to know, thy ways to love, To prove the riches of thy grace. And view the brightness of thy face : Till, guided thu^ in all our way. And cheer'd by thy celestial ray, We reach, at last, that heavenly height, Where all is peace, and joy, and light. HYMN LXXIX. You, that were sometime alienated and enemies in your mind by wicked works, yet now hath he reconciled." — Col. i. 21. HOW An*etched was our former state, When slaves to Satan's sway, With hearts disorder 'd and impure, O'erwlielm'd in sin we lay ! But, O, my soul ! for ever praise, For ever love His name, Who tiu-n'd thee from the fatal paths Of folly, sin, and shame. 58 Vain and presumptuous is the trust Which in our works we place ; Salvation from a higher source Flows to the human race. Tis from the mercy of our God That all our hopes hegin ; His mercy sav'd our souls from death, And wash'd our souls from sin. HYMN LXXX. Her ways are ways of pleasantness, and all her paths are peace. Prov. iii. 17. O, BLEST religion, heavenly fair, Thy kind, thy healing power, Can sweeten pain, and lighten care; And gild each gloomy hour. When dismal thoughts and boding fears The trembling heart invade, And all the face of nature fears. An universal shade, — Thy secret whispers can assuage The tempest of my soul ; The fiercest storm shall lose its rage At thy divine control. Through life's bewilder'd, darksome way. Thy hand unerring leads ; And o'er the path thy heavenly ray A cheering lustre sheds. When feeble reason, tir'd and blind, Sinks helpless and afraid, Thou best supporter of the mind, How powerful is thy aid! 59 Oh ! let my heart confess thy power, And find thy sweet reHef, To brighten ev'ry gloomy hour, And soften ev'ry grief. HYMN LXXXI. ," Lord, save us : we perish." — Matt. viii. 25. WHEN thro' the torn sail the wild tempest is streaming, When o'er the dark wave the red lightning is gleaming, Nor hope lends a ray the poor seaman to cherish, We fly to our Maker ! " Save, Lord, or we perish ! " O Jesus! once rock'd on the breast of the billow, Arous'd by the shriek of despair from thy pillow, Now seated in glory, the mariner cherish. Who cries in his anguish, " Save, Lord, or we perish!" And, oh ! when the whirlwind of passion is raging, When sin in our hearts his wild warfare is waging. Then send down thy grace, thy redeemed to cherish. Rebuke the destroyer; '' Save, Lord, or we perish ! " HYMN LXXXIL " Unto God would I commit my cause." — Job v. 8. O LORD, my best desire fulfil. And help me to resign Life, health, and comfort, to thy will, And make thy pleasure mine. Why should I shrink at thy command, Whose love forbids my fears ? Or tremble at thy gracious hand That wipes away my tears? 60 No ; rather let me freely yield What most I prize to Thee, "Who never hast a good withheld, Nor wilt witlihold from me. Thy favour, all my journey through, Thou hast engag'd to grant ; What else I want, or think I do, 'Tis better still to want. HYMN LXXXIII. " Blessed is the people that know the joyful sound."— Psalm Ixxxix. 15. SALVATION! oh, the joyful sound! 'Tis pleasure to our ears ; A sovereign balm for every wound, A cordial for our fears. Buried in soitow and in sin, In hopeless state we lay, But we arise by grace divine To see a heavenly day. Salvation ! let the echo fly The spacious earth around, While all the armies of the sky Conspire to raise the sound. HYMN LXXXIV. \Miat shall a man give in exchange for his soul .'" — Mait. xvi. 26. WHAT is the thing of greatest price The Avhole creation round I — That which was lost in Paradise, — That which in Christ was found. 61 God, to reclaim it, did not spare His well-beloved Son ; Jesus, to save it, deign 'd to bear Tbe sins of all in One. And is tbis treasure borne below, In eartbly vessels frail ? Can none its utmost value know, Till flesh and spirit fail ? Then let us gather round the cross Tliis knowledge to obtain, Not by the soul's eternal loss, But everlasting gain. HYMN LXXXV. I shall be satisfied, wlien I avake, with thy likeness." Psalm xvii. 15. WHAT sinners value, I resign ; Lord, 'tis enough that Thou art mine ; Let me but see thy blissful face, And taste thy perfect righteousness. This life's a dream, an empty show ; But the bright world to which I go Hath joys substantial and sincere : When shall I wake, and find me there ? glorious hour ! O bless'd abode ! 1 shall be near and like my God ! And flesh and sin no more control The sacred pleasures of the soul. My flesh shall slumber in the ground. Till the last trumpet's joyful sound ; Then burst the chains with sweet surprise, And in my Saviour's image rise. 62 HYMN LXXXVI. Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ. Ephes. i.'i. BLESS'D be the everlasting God, The Fatlicr of our Lord ! Be his abounding mercy prais'd, His majesty ador'd ! When from the dead He rais'd his Son, And call'd Him to the skies, He gave oin* souls a lively hope, A hope that never dies. To an inheritance divine, He calls our hearts away ; 'Tis uncorruptcd, undcfil'd, And never shall decay. Saints by the power of God arc kept Till the salvation come : We walk by faith, as strangers here. Till Christ shall call us home. HYMN LXXXVII. Lord ! if thou wilt, thou canst make me clean.'*— il/«//. viii. 2. LORD ! whose love, in power excelling, Wash'd the leper's stain away ; Jesus ! from thy heavenly dwelling, Hear me, help me, when I pray. From the stain of vice and folly. From unguarded passion's rage, Evil thoughts and hopes unholy, Heedless youth and selfish age, 6B From desires, whose deep pollutions Adam's primal taint disclose, From the tempter's dark intnisions, Restless doubt and blind repose ; From the heart's ill-chosen treasure, From all care that's base and mean, From the world, its pomp and pleasure- Jesus ! Master ! make me clean. HYMN LXXXVIII. Save us, O God of our salvation." — 1 Cliron. xvi. 35. LORD of mercy and of might, Of mankind the life and light ; Maker, teacher infinite — Jesus, hear and save ! Great Creator, Saviour mild, Humbled to a mortal child : Captive, beaten, bound, revil'd — Jesus, hear and save ! Borne from earth on angels' wings, Thron'd above celestial things. Lord of lords, and King of kings — Jesus, hear and save ! Soon to come to earth again. Judge of angels and of men, Hear me now, and hear me then — Jesus, hear and save ! 64 HYMN LXXXIX. " Your life is hid with Christ in God."— Co/, iii. 3. JESUS, Saviour of my soul, Let me to thy presence tiy, While the nearer waters roll, "While the tempest still is high : Hide me, O my Saviour ! hide. Till the storm of life he past; Safe into the haven guide, — Oh, receive my soul at last ! Other refuge have I none, Hangs ni}' helpless soul on Thee: Leave, ah ! leave me not alone, Still support and comfort me : All my trust on 'J'hee is stay'd, All my help from Thee I bring. Cover my defenceless head, ^^'ith the shadow of thy wing. Just and holy is thy name, I am all unrighteousness J Full of sin and guilt I am, Thou art full of truth and grace. Plenteous grace with Thee is found, Grace to pardon all our sin ; Let the healing streams abound, Make and keep me pure within. 65 HYMN XC. Unto you that fear my name shall the Sun of Righteousness arise with healing in his wings." — Afal. iv. 2. 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 ! Dark and cheerless is the mom, Unaccompanied by Thee ; Joyless is the day's return. Till thy mercy's beams I see ; They can inward light impart. Cheer my eyes, and warm my heart. Visit, Lord, this soul of mine, Pierce the gloom of sin and grief; Cleanse me with thy grace divine, Help my guilty unbelief; And thyself with power display, Shining to the perfect day. HYMN XCI. Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace— good will to^yard men." — Luke ii. H. HARK ! the herald angels sing " Glory to the new-born King," Yeil'd in flesh the Godhead see ; Hail the incarnate Deity ! Pleas'd as man with men to dwell, Jesus, our Immanuel. 66 Lo ! he lays liis glories by, Born that man no more may die ; Born to raise the sons of earth, Born to give them second birth. Hark ! the herald angels sing, " Gloiy to the incarnate King! " Hail the hcav'n-born " Prince of Peace! Hail the Sux of Righteousness ! Ris'n with healing in his wings, Light and life to all he brings ; Hark ! the herald angels sing, " Glory to the ascended King! " HYMN XCIL " The great day of his wrath is come."— Rcv. vi, 17. THE day of wrath! that dreadful day, AVhen heaven and eartli shall pass away, What power shall be the sinner's stay? How shall he meet that dreadful day ? When, shrivelling like a parched scroll. The flaming heavens together roll ; W' hen, louder yet, and yet more dread. Swells the high trump that wakes the dead ;- Oh, on that day, that dreadful day. When man to judgment wakes from clay, Be Thou the trembling sinner's stay. Though heaven and earth shall pass away ! 67 HYMN XCIII. Arise, shine ; for thy light is come, and the plorj' of the Lord is risen upon thee.'" — Isaiah Ix. 1. BRIGHTEST and best of the sons of the morning, Dawn on our darkness, and lend ns thine aid ; Star of the east, the horizon adorning, Guide, where our Infant Redeemer is laid ! Cold on his cradle the dew-drops are shinin?, Low lies his bed Avith the beasts of the stall ; Angels adore Him in slumber reclining, — Maker, and Monarch, and Saviour of all. Say, shall we yield Him, in costly devotion, Odours of Edom, and offerings divine. Gems of the mountain, and pearls of the ocean, ]MyiTh from the forest, and gold from the mine I Vainly we offer each ample oblation, Vainly with gold Avould his favour secure ; Richer by far is the heart's adoration. Dearer to God are the prayers of the poor. Brightest and best of the sons of the morning, Dawn on our darkness, and lend us thine aid; Star of the east, the horizon adorning, Guide, where our Infant Redeemer is laid ! HYMN XCIV. WTio is this that conieth from Edom, -with dj-ed garments from Bozrah V — Isaiah Ixiii. 1. BOUND upon th' accursed tree, Faint and bleeding, who is He ? By the eyes so pale and dim, Streaming blood, and writhing limb, By the flesh with scourges torn. By the cro^\^a of twisted thorn, 68 By the side so deeply pierc'd, By the baffled burning tliirst, By the drooping death-dew'd brow, Son of Man ! 'tis Thou, 'tis Tliou ! Bound upon th' accursed tree, Dread and awful, who is He ? By the sun at noon-day pale, Shivering rooks, and rending veil ; By earth that trembles at his doom, By yonder saints who burst their tomb, By Eden, promis'd ere he died. To the felon at his side ; Lord ! our suppliant knees we bow, Son of God ! 'tis Thou, 'tis Thou ! Bound upon th' accursed tree. Sad and dying, who is He? By the last and bitter cry, By that dying agony, By the lifeless body laid In the chamber of the dead ; By the mourners come to weep Where the bones of Jesus sleep ; Crucified! we know thee now. Son of Man ! 'tis Thou, 'tis Thou ! Bound upon th' accursed tree, Dread and awful, who is He ? By the prayer for them that slew, "Lord, they know not what they do!" By the spoil'd and empty grave, By the souls he died to save. By the conquest he hath won. By the saints before his throne, By the rainbow round his brow. Son of God ! 'tis Thou ! 'tis Thou ! 69 HYMN XCV. There shall be signs in the sun, and in the moon, and in the stars." — Luke xxi. 25. IN the sun, and moon, and stars, Signs and wonders there shall be ; Earth shall quake with inward wars, Nations with perplexity. Soon shall ocean's hoary deep, Toss'd with stronger tempests, rise; Wilder storms the mountains sweep, Louder thunders rock the skies. Dread alarms shall shake the proud, Pale amazement, restless fear; And, amid the thunder-cloud. Shall the Judge of men appear! But, though from his awful face Heaven shall fade, and earth shall fly, Fear not ye, his chosen race. Your redemption draweth nigh. HYMN XCVI. '• He is risen." — Matt, xxviii. 6. JESUS Christ is risen to-day ! Hallelujah. Our triumphant holiday — Who endur'd the cross and grave. Sinners to redeem and save. H}Tiins of praises let us sing Unto Christ our heav'nly King ; For the pains which he endur'd, Our salvation have procur'd. 70 Lo ! He rises, Mighty King ! Wliere, O death ! is now thy sting? Lo ! He claims his native sky, Grave ! where is thy victory ? Jesus Christ is risen to-day ! Our triumphant hoHday : Loud the song of triumpli raise. Sing your great Redeemer's praise. Hallehijah. HYMN XCVIL " It is the Spirit that quickeneth." — Jolm vi. G3. COME, Holy Ghost ! our souls inspire, And lighten with celestial fire ! Thou the Anointing Spirit art, Who dost thy sevenfold gifts impart ; Thy hlessed unction from ahove Is comfort, life, and fire of love. Enable with perpetual light, The darkness of our bounded sight ; Anoint our heart, and cheer our face. With the abmidance of thy grace ; Keep far our foes ; give peace at home,- Where Thou art guide, no ill can come. Teach us to know the Father, Son, And Thee of both, to be but one ; That through the ages all along, This theme may form our endless song : Praise be to thine eternal merit, O Father, Son, and Holy Spirit. 71 HYMN XCVIII. " These three agree in one."— 1 John v. 8. FATHER of Heaven, whose love profound A ransom for our souls hath found, Before thy throne I humbly bend, To me thy pardoning love extend. Almighty Son ! Incarnate Word! Our Prophet, Priest, Redeemer, Lord ! Before thy throne I humbly Ijend, To me thy saving grace extend. Eternal Spirit! by whose breath The soul is rais'd from sin and death, Before thy throne I humbly bend, To me thy quickening power extend. Jehovah ! Father, Spirit, Son — Mysterious Godhead ! three in one ! Before thy throne I humbly bend, Grace, pardon, life to me extend. HYMN XCIX. " Let us keep the feast." — 1 Cor. v. 8. MY God, and is thy table spread. And doth thy cup with love o'erflow ? Thither be all thy children led. And let them all thy sweetness know. Why are its blessings all in vain Before unwilling hearts display 'd? W^as not for you the Victim slain ? Are you forbid the childi'en's bread? % 12 Let crowds apj)roach, with hearts prepar'd, With liearts inflam'd let all attend ; Nor, when we leave our Father's board, The pleasure or the profit end. Revive thy dying churches, Lord, And bid our drooping graces live ; And more, — that energy afford, A Saviour's blood alone can ":ive. HYMN C. " As for man, his days are as grass."— 'Pia/m ciii, 15. SEE the leaves around us falling, Dry and wither'd to the ground ; Thus to thoughtless mortals calling, In a sad and solemn sound : — " Sons of Adam, (once in Eden, Where, like us, he hliglited fell,) Hear the lesson we are reading; Mark the awful truth we tell : " Youth, on length of days presuming, Who the paths of pleasure tread, View us, late in beauty blooming, Number'd now among the dead. " What though yet no losses grieve you. Gay with health and many a grace, Let not cloudless skies deceive you ; Sunnner gives to autumn place." On the tree of life eternal, O let all our hopes be laid ! This alone, for ever vernal. Bears a leaf that shall not fade. 73 HYMN CI. Man that is born of a -woman is of few days, and full of trouble. Job xiv. 1. ONE human pair, and only one, Were form'd in youthful prime ; All else that e'er beheld the sun, AVere children in their time; For each a mother's pangs were borne, And many a father's eye Wept o'er his infant born to mourn, His infant born to die. V/ith millions, life was but a spark, Extinct as soon as fir'd ; Others, just glancing from the dark, Wept, smil'd, look'd round, retir'd. Millions and millions more have pass'd Life's various pilgrimage, While death at all his arrows cast, And slew of every age. Of these what multitudes untold Have never known their God, But blind, and ignorant, and bold, In paths of ruin trod ! What guiltier multitudes have known, Yet scorn'd Him, or denied ; Liv'd to themselves and sin alone, And as they liv'd, th^y died ! May we hold fast the faithful word, And all our time redeem ; Live, while we live, unto the Lord, Die, when we die, to Him. D 74 HYMN CI I. " Precious in tlie sight of the Lord is the death of his saints." — Psalm cxvi. 15. THOU art gone to tlie grave, — but we will ijot deplore thee ; Though sorrows and darkness encompass 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 path of the world by thy side ; But the wide arms of mercy are spread to enfold thee. And sinners may hope, since the Sinless lias died. Thou art gone to the grave, — and its mansion forsaking, Perhaps thy tried spirit in doubt linger'd long ; But the sunshine of heaven beam'd bright on thy waking. And the song which thou heardst was the seraphim's song. Thou art gone to the grave, — but 'twere wrong to deplore thee, ^Vhen God was thy ransom, thy guardian, thy guide; He gave thee, and took thee, and soon will restore thee, Where death hath no sting, since the Saviour hath died. HYMN cm. " There tlie uicked cease from troubh'ng; and tliere the weary be at rest."— Job iii. 17. BROTHER, thou art gone before us, And thy saintly soul is floVvn Where tears are wip'd from every eye,. And sorrow is unknown ; 75 From tlie burthen of the flesh, And from care and fear releas'd, Where the wiclred cease from troubling, And the weary are at rest. The toilsome way thou'st travell'd o'er, And borne the heavy load, But Christ hath taught thy languid feet To reach his blcss'd abode ; Thou'rt sleeping now, like Lazaiiis Upon his Father's breast, here the wicked cease froi And the weary are at rest. Nor doubt thy faith assail, Nor thy meek trust in Jesus Christ And" the Holy Spirit fail ; And there thou'rt sure to meet the good, Whom on earth thou lovedst best, "Where the wicked cease from troubling, And the weary are at rest. " Earth to earth," and " dust to dust," The solemn priest hath said ; So we lay the turf above thee now, And we seal thy narrow bed : But thy spirit, brother, soars away Among the faithfid blest, "Where the wicked cease from troubling, And the weary are at rest. And when the Lord shall summon us, Whom thou hast left behind, May we, untainted by the workl, As sure a welcome find ; 70 May each, like thee, depart in peace, To be a glorious giiest, "Where the wicked cease from troiihling, And the wearv are at rest. HYMN CIV. •' Your fathers, where are they ?" — Zech. i. 5. HARK ! 'tis the bell with solemn toll, That speaks the spirit's flight From earth, to realms of endless day, Or everlasting night. " Ashes to ashes, dust to dust," Sin's awful curse demands; Oh, well ! if pure before the throne, The soul accepted stands. Oh, well ! — for if imcleans'd from gtiilt Through Clu-ist's atoning blood, With what dismay must she behold The presence of her God! To live through an eternal death, Eternal woe to bear ! — Father of mercy ! God of grace ! Inspire and hear our prayer. From sm, the sting of death and hell, From enmity to Thee, Extend thine own almighty arm, To set the boiul slaves free. So W'hen the bell with solemn toll. Shall speak otir spirit's flight, Angels their glad approach shall hail To realms of bliss and light. ^.^ 11 HYMN CV. The righteous hatli hope in his death.''— P;or. xiv. 32. now bless 'd the righteous, when he dies ! When sinks his weary soul to rest, How mildh' beam the closing eyes ! How gently heaves the expiring breast ! So fades a suuinier-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. x\ holy quiet reigns around, A calm, which life nor death destroys ; Nothing disturbs that peace profound, Which his unfetter d soul enjoys. Farewell, conflicting hopes and fears, Where lights and shades alternate dwell ! How bright th" unchanging morn appears ! Farewell, inconstant world, farewell ! Dissever'd from the lifeless clay, Light from its load the spirit flies ; While heaven and earth combine to say, " How bless'd the righteous, when he dies !"' HYMN CVI. are the dead which die in the Lord."— i?er. xiv. 13 BLESSINGS a voice from heaven proclaims To all the pious dead ! Sweet is the savour of their names, And soft their sleeping bed. 78 They die in Jesus, and are bless'd, How sweet tlieir slumbers are ! From sufferings and from sins releas'd, And freed from every snare. No cloud those blissful regions know, For ever bright and fair ; For sin, the source of mortal woe, Can never enter there. There no alternate night is known, Nor sun's declining ray ; But glory from the sacred throne Spreads everlasting day. Prepare us, Lord, by grace divine, For thy bright co\n-ts on high; Then bid our spirits rise and join The chorus of the sky. HYMN CVII. Let me die the death of the righteous."— Numb, xxiii. 10. WHEN rising from the bed of death, O'erwhelm'd with guilt and fear, I see my Maker face to face — Oh, how shall I appear ! If now, while pardon may be found, And mercy may be sought, My heart with inward hoiTor shrinks, And trembles at the thought : When thou, O Lord ! shalt stand disclos'd In majesty severe, And sit in judgment on my soul, 79 Then see the son-ows of my heart, Ere yet it be too late ; And let my Saviour's dying groans Give all those sorrows weight ! For never shall my soul despair Thy mercy to procure, AVho knows thy only Son has died To make that pardon sure ! HYMN CVIII. " That thou doest, do quickly."— John xiii. 27. THAT awfid hour vnll soon appear, Swift on the wings of time it flies. When all that gi-ieves or pleases here Will vanish from my closing eyes. Death calls my friends, my neighbours henc And none resist the fatal dart ; Continual warnings strike my sense ; And shall they fail to strike my heart ? Think, O my soul ! how much depends On the short period of a day ; Shall time, which heaven in mercy lends, Be negligently thrown away ? Thy remnant minutes strive to use ! Awake ! rouse every active power ! And not in dreams and trifles lose This little — this important hour. Lord of my life ! inspire my heart AVith heav'nly ardour, grace divine; Nor let thy presence e'er depart, For strength, and life, and death are thine. 80 O teach mc tlic celestial skill Kacli awful warning to improve ! And while my days are shortening still, Prepare me for the joys above. HYMN CIX. ■?vill sing aloud of thy mercy in the morning."— PAcr/m lix. AWAKE, my soul, and with the sun Th\' daily stage of duty run ; Shake off dull sloth, and joyful rise To pay thy morning sacrifice. I wake, I wake, ye heavenly choir ; May your devotion me inspire, That I, like you, my age may spend, Like you, may on my God attend. Lord, I my vows to Thee renew ; Scatter my sins as morning dew ; Guard my first springs of thought and will, And with Thyself my spirit fill. Direct, control, suggest this day, All I design, or do, or say ; That all my powers, with all their might, In thy sole glory may unite. Praise God, from whom all blessings flow, Praise him, all creatures here below ; Praise him above, ye heavenly host, The Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. 81 HYMN ex. 'At midnight I will rise to give thanks unto thee."— Psalm cxii. 62 MY God, I now from sleep awake, The sole possession of me take ; From midnight terrors me secure, And guard my heart from thoughts impure. Bless'd angels, while we silent lie, Your Hallelujahs sing on high; You, joyful, hymn the Ever-blest, Before the throne, and never rest. I with your choir celestial join, In offering up a hymn divine ; With you in heaven I hope to dwell, And bid the night and world farewell. O may I always ready stand. With my lamp burning in my hand! May I in sight of heaven rejoice, Whene'er I hear the Bridegroom's voice. All praise to Thee, in light array'd. Who light thy dwelling-place ha?t made : A boundless ocean of bright beams From thy all-glorious Godhead streams. Bless'd Jesus, Thou on heaven intent, Whole nights hast in devotion spent ; Shine on me. Lord, new life impart, Fresh ardours kindle in my heart. Praise God, from whom all blessings flow Praise him, all creatures here below ; Praise him above, ye heavenly host, The Father, Son, and Holv Ghost. E 3 82 HYMN CXI. 'I will both lay me down in peace, and sleep: for thou, Lord, only makest me dwell in safety." — Psalm iv. S. GLORY to Thee, my God, tliis night, For all the blessings of the light; Keep me, O keep me, King of kings, Under thy own Almighty wings. Forgive me, Lord, for thy dear Son, The ills that I this day have done ; That with the world, myself, and Thee, I, ere I sleep, at peace may be. Teach me to live, that I may dread The grave as little as my bed; Teach me to die, that so I may With joy behold the judgment day. O let me still on Thee repose. And with sweet sleep mine eyelids close ; Sleep that my soul may active make, To serve my God, when I awake. When in the night I sleepless lie. My soul with heavenly thoughts supply; Let no ill dreams disturb my rest. No powers of darkness me molest. O may my Guardian, while I sleep. Close to my bed, his vigils keep ; His love angelical instil. Stop all the avenues of ill. Praise God, from whom all blessings flow. Praise him, all creatures here below ; Praise him above, ye heavenly host, The Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. 88 HYMN CXII. The angel of the Lord encarapeth round ahout them that fear him." — Psalm xxxiv. 7. GOD, that madest earth and heaven, Darkness and hght ! Who the day for toil hast given. For rest the night ! May thine angel-giiards defend us, Shimber sweet in mercy send us. Holy dreams and hopes to tend us The live-lone: ni2;ht ! HYMN CXIII. Blessed be the name of God for ever and ever." — Dan. ii. 20. BLESSED be thy name for ever, 'J'hou of life the guard and giver ! Thou canst guard thy creatures sleeping, Heal the heart long broke with weeping. God of stillness and of motion. Of the desert and the ocean, Of the mountain, rock, and river, Blessed be thy name for ever ! Thou, who slumberest not, nor sleepest, Blest are they thou kindly keepest ! God of evening's parting ray, Of midnight gloom, and dawning day. That rises from the azure sea. Like breathings of eternity ! God, of life the guard and giver. Blessed be thy name for ever ! 84 HYMN CXIV. " I was in the Spirit on the Lord's-day." — Bcv. i. 10. THIS is the day the Lord hath blest, The day to us in mercy given ; Tlie lioly Sabbath of his rest, Earnest and type of rest in heaven. This day within thy courts, O Lord! Thy saints delight to seek thy face ; To sing thy praises, hear thy word. Unfold their wants, and ask thy grace. May I the blest assembly join, To God devote this sacred day ; jNIy earthly cares and thoughts resign. Look up to heaven and learn the way. May I by every Sabbath grow In grace, humility, and love ; Thus, by thy holy rest below, Made fitter for tliy rest above ! HYMN CXV. " Lift up j'our hands in the sanctuary, and bless the Lord. Psalm cxxxiv. 2. LORD of the Sabbath, hear us pray, In this thy house, on this thy day ; Accept, as grateful sacrifice. The songs which from thy temple rise. Thine earthly Sabbaths, Lord ! we love ; But there's a nobler rest above : Oh, that we might that rest attain From sin, from sorrow, and from pain ! •85 In fliy bless'd kingdom we shall be From every mortal trouble free; No sighs shall mingle with the songs Resounding from immortal tongues. No rude alamis of raging foes, No cares to break the long repose, No midnight shade, no clouded sun, But sacred, high, eternal noon. O long-expected day, begin ! Dawn on this world of woe and sin : Fain would we leave this weary road. To sleep in death, and rest in God. HYMN CXVI. Call the Sabbath a delight, the holy of the Lon\."— Isaiah Iviii. 13, DEAR is the hallowed morn to me, When village belb awake the day ; And, by their sacred minstrelsy, Call me from earthly cares awa}-. And dear to me the winged hour, Spent in thy hallowed courts, O Lord ; To feel devotion's soothing power, And catch the manna of thy word. And dear to me the loud Amen Which echoes through thy blest abode ; Which swells, and sinks, and swells again, Dies on the walls, but lives to God. And dear the rustic harmony. Sung with the pomp of village art ; That holy, heavenly, melody, The music of a thankful heart, 86 Then dear to me tlie Sabbatli morn, The village-bells, the Shepherd's voice ; These oft have found my heart forlorn, And always bid that heart rejoice. HYMN CXVII. From even unfo even shall yc celebrate your Sabbath. Lei>i{. xxiil. 132. IS there a time, when moments flow More peacefully than all beside. It is of all the times below, A sabbath eve in smnmer-tide. Oh, then the setting sun smiles fair. And all below and all above. The different forms of nature wear One universal garb of love. If heaven be ever felt below, A scene so heavenly sure as this. May cause a heart on earth to know Some foretaste of celestial bliss. Delightful hour! how soon will night Cast her dark mantle o'er thy reign ! And morning, — quick returning light, Must call us to the world again ! Yet shall there dawn at last a day, A Sun that never sets shall rise ; Night will not veil his ceaseless ray; The heavenly sabbath never dies. 8t HYMN CXVIII. Six days thou shalt labour, and do all thy work : but the seventh day is the Sabbath of the Loid."—Deut. v. 13, 11. ANOTHER six days' work is done, Another sabbath is begun ; Return, my soul, enjoy thy rest, Imjn-ove the day thy God hath bless'd. Oh that our thoughts and thanks may rise, As grateful incense, to the skies ; And draw from heaven that sweet repose, Which none but he that feels it knows. This heavenly calm within the breast, Is the sure pledge of glorious rest, Which for the church of God remains, The end of cares, the end of pains. In holy duties, let the day In holy pleasures pass away; How sweet a sabbath, thus to spend, In hope of one that ne'er shall end ! HYMN CXIX. From everlasting to everlasting thou art God." — Psalm xc. 2. JEHOVAH, thou liast been our God, All-powerful, wise, and good, and just; In every age, our safe abode, Our hope, our refuge, and our trust. Before thy word gave nature birth, Or spread the starry heavens abroad, Or form'd the varied face of earth, From everlasting thou art God. 88 Great Father of eternity, How short arc ages in thy sight ! A thousand years, how swift they fly, liike one short silent watch of night. Teach us to count our shortening days And, witli true diligence apply Our hearts to wisdom's sacred ways, That we may learn to live and die. HYMN CXX. I trust in the mercj- of God for ever and ever.'" — Psalm lii. 8. WHEN earthly comforts die, And thoi-ns o'erspread the road, AVhither, oh ! wliither sliall I fly, But unto Thee, my God! When anxious thoughts arise, And sorrows compass round, Amidst ten thousand enemies, In Thee my help is found. Then at thy feet I'll bow, And in thy mercy trust : If I am sav'd, how good art Thou! And if I perish, just ! Perish ! — It cannot be, Since Christ has shed his blood ; The promise is both rich and free, And He will make it good. 89 HYMN CXXI. Thy way is in the sea, and thy path in the great waters, and thy footsteps are not known." — Psalm Ixxvii. 19. GOD moves in a mysterious way His wonders to perform; He plants his footsteps in the sea, And rides upon the storm. Deep in unfathomable mines Of never-failing: skill, He treasures up his bright designs, And works his sovereign will. Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take ! The clouds ye so much dread Are big with mercy, and shall break In blessings on your head. God's pui-poses will ripen fast, Unfolding every hour; The bud may have a bitter taste. But sweet will be the flower. Blind unbelief is sure to err. And scan his work in vain : God is his own interpreter. And He will make it plain. HYiMN CXXII. " The whole earth is full of his glorj'." — Isaiah vi. I PRAIS'D the earth, in beauty seen, "With garlands gay of various green ; I prais'd the sea, whose ample field Shone glorious as a silver shield: 90 But earth and ocean seem'd to say, " Our beauties are but for a day !" I prais'd tlie sun, whose chariot roll'd On wheels of amber and of gold ; I prais'd the moon, whose softer eye Smil'd sweetly through the summer sky But moon and sun in answer said, " Our days of light are numbered," O God ! O good beyond compare ! If these thy meaner works are fair! If these thy bounties gild the span Of ruin'd earth and sinful man, How glorious must those mansions be "Where thy redeemed dwell with thee ! HYMN CXXIII. " I know the things tliat come into your mind, everj' one of them." — Exek. xi, 5. JESUS, my Saviour and my God, To thee my thoughts would soar; Thy mercy o'er my life has flow'd, That mercy I adore. In each event of life, how clear Thy ruling hand I see ; Each blessing to my soul more dear, Because conferral by thee. In every joy that crowns my days, In every pain I bear. My heart shall find delight in praise. Or seek relief in prayer. 91 HYMN CXXIV. ' I will sing unto the Lord, because he hath dealt bountifully with me." — Psalm xiii. G. FATHER, Redeemer, Comforter divine, Humbly I bow before thy sacred shrine : Accept the homage that thy servant pays Of undivided thanks, united praise ; For all those mercies, which at birth began, And ceaseless flow'd through life's extended span ; Upheld my frame through all the varied scene, Gave health to cheer through many a day serene; Knowledge imparted clearly to discern, — How little here below the wisest learn ! Taught me my time and talents to employ, In such pursuits as neither hurt nor cloy ; Gave means sufficient for each usefid end. The poor to succour, or assist a friend ; Led me this truth in Scripture to descry, That the sure hope of immortality, Which only can the fear of death remove, Flows from the fountain of redeeming love. HYMN CXXV. Extol Him that rideth upon the heavens by his name JAII, and rejoice before him." — Psalm lx\iii. 4. THOU art, O God! the life and light Of all this wondrous world we see ; Its glow by day, its smile by night, Are but reflections caught from thee. Where'er Ave turn thy glories shine. And all things fair and bright are thine. 92 When clay, ■with farewell heam, delays AmoiifT the opening shades of even, And we can almost think we gaze Through golden vistas into heaven ; Those hues, that make the sun's decline So soft, so radiant, Lord! are thine. When night, with wings of starry gloom, O'ershadows all the earth and skies, Like some dark, beauteous bird, whose plume Is sparkling with unnumbered eyes : That sacred gloom, those fires divine, So grand, so countless, Lord ! are thine. When youthful spring around us breathes. Thy spirit warms her fragrant sigh ; And every flower the summer wreathes, Is born beneath that kindling eye. Where'er we turn thy glories shine. And all things fair and bright are thine. HYMN CXXVI. " He changctli the times and the seasons."— !)««. ii. 21. WHEN spring unlocks the flowers to paint the laughing soil; When summer's balmy showers refresh the mower's toil; When winter binds in frostv chains the fallow and the flood ; In God the earth rejoiceth still, and owns its Maker good. 93 The birds that wake the morning, and tho^e that love the shade ; The winds that sweep the mountain, or hill the drowsy glade; The sun that from his amber bower rejoiceth on his Avay ; The moon and stars their ^.Taker's name, in silent pomp, display. Shall man, the lord of nature, expectant of the sky, Shall man, alone unthankful, his little praise deny? No ! let the year forsake his course, the seasons cease to be, Thee, Father, will I always love, and, Saviour, honour thee. The flowers of spring may wither, the hope of summer fade. The autumn droop in winter, tlie birds forsake the shade ; The winds be lulled — tlie sun and moon forget their old decree. But still in nature's latest hour, O Lord! Til cling to thee. HYMN CXXVII. *' I sat down under his shadow with great delight.'— CaM/it7fi ii. 3. FAR from the world, O Lord, I flee. From strife and tumult far ; From scenes where Satan wages still His most successful war. The calm retreat, the silent shade, With prayer and praise agree; And seem by thy sweet bounty made For those who follow Thee. 94 There, if thy Spirit toucli tlie soul, And grace lier mean abode, Oh, with wliat peace, and joy, and love. She communes with her God! There, like the nightingale, she pours Her solitary lays ; Nor asks a witness of her song. Nor thirsts for human praise. Author and Guardian of my life, Sweet source of light divine. And (all harmonious names in one) My Saviour, Thou art mine ! What thanks I owe Thee, and what love, A boundless, endless store, Shall echo through the realms above When time shall be no more. HYMN CXXVIII. " I am the good Shepherd." — John x. 11. JESUS, the Shepherd of the sheep! Thy little flock in safety keep ! The flock for which thou cani'st from heaven, The flock for which thy life was given. Thou saw'st them wandering far from thee. Secure, as if from danger free ; Thy love did all their wanderings trace. And brings them to a wealthy place. O guard thy sheep from beasts of pfey, Preserve them that they may not stray ; Cherish the young, sustain the old ; Let none be feeble in thy fold. 95 Secure them from tlie scorching beam, And lead them to the living stream ; In verdant pastures let them lie, And watch them with a shepherd's eye. Oh, may thy sheep discern thy voice. And in its sacred sound rejoice; From strangers may they ever flee, And know no other guide, but Thee ! HYMN CXXIX. Blessing, and honour, and glory, and power, he unto him that sitteth upon the throne, and unto the Lamb for ever and ever." — Rer. v. 13. HAIL, thou once despised Jesus! Hail, thou Galilean King! Thou didst sufter to release us, Thou didst free salvation bring. Still for sinners thou art pleading, *' Spare them yet another year ; " Thou for saints art interceding, Till in glory they appear. "Worship, honour, power, and blessing, Christ is worthy to receive ; Loudest praises, without ceasing, ^Feet it is.for us to give. Help, ye bright angelic spirits, Bring your sweetest, noblest lays ; Help to sing our Saviour's merits ; Help to chaunt our Master's praise. 96 PIYMN CXXX. Behold, he comcth with clouds, and evcrv eve shall see him. ncr. \.7. LO ! He comes with clouds descending, Once for favour'd sinners slain ! Thousand thousand saints attending, Swell the triuni])h of his train! Hallelujah ! Jcsns comes, and comes to reign. Every eye shall now behold Him, Roh'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 true Messiah see ! When the solemn trump has sounded, Heaven and earth shall flee away ; All who hate Him nuist, confounded. Hear the summons of that day ; Come to judgment! Come to judgment! come away. Yea, Amen ! let all adore Thee, High on thine eternal throne ! Let thy saints stand then before thee ; Make thy righteous sentence known ! O come quickly. Claim the kingdom for thine own ! 97 HYMN CXXXI. Tlu- earth shall be full of the knowledge of the Lord, as the watt-ri cover the >ica.."—Jsaiah xi. 9. JESUS shall reign where'er the sun Doth his snccessive journeys run ; His kingdom stretch from shore to sliore Till moons shall wax and wane no more. For him shall endless prayer he made, And princes throng to crown his head; His name like sweet perfume shall rise AVith every morning sacrifice. People and realms of every tongue Dwell on his love with sweetest song; And infant voices sliall proclaim Their carlj- hlessings on his name. Blessings abound where'er He reigns, The pris'ner leaps to lose his chains, • The Aveary find eternal rest, And all the sons of vrant are blest. Let every creature rise, and bring Peculiar honours to our King ; Angels descend with songs again. And earth repeat the loud Amen. HYMN CXXXI I. '• Come over into Macedonia and liclp us." — Acts xvi. 9. FROM Greenland's icy mountains, From India's coral strand, Where Afric's sunny fountains Roll down their golden sand; F 98 From many an ancient river, From many a ])almy plain — They call lis to deliver Their land from error's chain. Shall we, whose souls are lighted With wisdom from on high, Shall we to men hcnighted. The lamp of light deny ? Salvation ! Oh, salvation ! The joyful sound proclaim, 'Till each remotest nation Has learn 'd Messiah's name. 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. HYMN CXXXni. ." God is the rock of my refuge "—Psalm xciv. 22. O GOD ! our help in ages past. Our hope for years to come. Our shelter from the stormy blast. And our eternal home ! Under the shadow of thy throne Thy saints have dwelt secure ; Sufficient is thine arm alone. And our defence is sure. 99 Before the hills in order stood, Or earth receiv'd her frame, From everlasting Thou art God, To endless years the same. A thousand ages in thy sight Are like an evening gone ; Short as the watch that ends the night, Before the rising sun. The busy tribes of flesh and blood, With all their lives and cares, Are can-ied do\vnv\-ards by the flood, And lost in following years. O God ! our help in ages past. Our hope for years to come. Be Thou our guard while tro\ibles last, And our eternal home. HYMN CXXXIV. " tliat I ^vere as in months past !" — Job xxix. 2. OH ! for a closer walk with God, A calm and heavenly frame ; A light to shine upon the road That leads me to the Lamb ! Return, O holy Dove ! return, Sweet messenger of rest ; I hate the sins that made Thee mourn, And drove Thee from my breast. Shew me some token of thy love, My fainting hope to raise. And pour thy blessings from above, That I may render praise. 100 Tlie dearest idol I have known, Whate'er that idol be, Help me to tear it from thy throne, And worsliip only Thee. So shall my walk he close with God, Calm and serene my frame ; So purer liii^ht shall mark the road That leads me to the Lamh. HYxMN CXXXV. The \vliole family in heaven and earth." — Eph. Hi. 15. COME, let us join om- friends above, AVho have obtain'd the prize, And on the eagle wings of love To joys celestial rise. Let saints below in concert sing With those to glory gone ; For all the servants of oiu- King- In heav'n and earth arc one. One family, we dwell in him, One church, above, beneath ; Though now divided by the stream — ■ The narrow stream of death. One army of the living God, To his connnand we bow ; Part of the host have cross'd the flood.. And 2)art are crossing now. E'en now to their