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HYMNS.

WORSHIP. C. M.

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A?Pit»ACH my soul the mercy-seaf-j Where Jesus ansvrcrs praj'er, here liumblj' fall before liis feet. For none can perish there.

2 Thy promise is my only plea,

With this I verture ni^ih ; Thou calle^t hnrden'd sonls to tlice, And such, 0 Lord, am I.

3 Bow'd down'bcncath a load of sin,

By Satan sorely prcss'd, Bj war without, and fear wiiliin; 1 come to thjDc.for rest.

4 Be thou my shield and hiding place.

That sbelter'd, near thy si-'c, 1 may mv fierce accuser f And t^ll him "thou hs.

^ WORSHIP.

.'» Oh ! wond'rous love, to bleed and die. To bear the cross and shame, That |3;uilty sinners, such as I, Might piead thy gracious name.

2. C. M.

AwiKE my soul ! stretch every ncrr^ •,

And press with vigor on ; A heavenly race demands thy zeal,

And an immortal crown. ;

2 A cloud of witnesses around Hold thee in full survey ; Forget the steps already trod. And onward urge thy way.

- 'Tis God's own animating voice, That calls thee from on high; 'Tis his own hand presents the pri7:r To thine aspiring eye.

i>iess°d Saviour, introduced by th:?-

Have I my race begun ; And crown'd with victory at thy fc5*

I'll lay my honors down.

WORSHIP, 0

3 L. M.

AwiiKE OUT soul ,-3, away our fears, Let every tronibliuf^ thought be gene ;

Awake and run the heavenly rac«, And put a cheerful courage on.

2 True, '(is a strait and thorny road, And mortal spirits tire and faint ; But they forget the mighty God,

AVho feeds the strength of every saint.

2 The mighty God, whose matchless power Is ever new and ever young, And firm endures, while endless years Their everlasting circles run.

4 From tlico, the overflowing spring,

Our souls shall drink a fresh supply ;

While such as trust their native strcngtii

Shall melt away, and droop, and die.

^ Swift as an eagle cuts the air,

We'll mount aloft to thine abod* :

On wings uf love our souls shall fly, \

Nor tire amidst the heavenly roacl.

4 L. M.

Bkfore Jehovah's awful throne.

Ye nations, bow with sacred joy ; Know that the Lord is God alone ;

He can create and he destroy.

2 His sovereign power, without our aid,

Made us of clay, and formed us men ; And, when like wandering sheep we stra)'''d, He brought us to his fold again.

3 "We arc his people, we his care.

Our souls, and all our mortal frame ; What lasting honors shall we rear, Almighty Maker, to thy Name ?

4 We '11 crowd thy gates with thankful

songs, High as the heavens our voices raise ; And earth, with her ten thousand

tonsrues, Shill fill tliy courts with sounding

praise,

5 Wide as tlie -world is thy command,

Vast as eternity thy love ;

WO&SHIP.

Firm as a rock thy truth must stand, When rolling; worlds shall cease to

C. M.

Blkss'd are the souls that hear and know

The gospel's charming sound; Peace shall attend the path they go,

And light their steps surround.

:2 Their joy shall hear their ^irits up Through their Redeemer's name ; His righteousness exalts their hope, Nor Satan dares condemn.

.: The Lord, our glory and defence, Strength and salvation gives ; ~ Israel, thy King forever reigns, Th^'' God forever lives.

6 C. M.

Bless'd he the everlasting God,

The Father of our Lord ; Be his abounding mercy praised,

His majesty adored.

WORSHIf.

-^ When from the dead lie raised his Son. And called Him to the skj, He gave our souls a lively hope, That they should never die.

What though our inbred sins require

Our flesh to see the dust; Yet as the Lord our Saviour roec.

So all his followers must.

4 There's an inheritance divine, Reserved against that day ; 'Tis uncorrupted, undefiled, ' And cannot fade away. |

0 Saints by the power of God are kept. Till that salvation come ; "YVe walk by faith as strangers lierc. Till Christ shall call us home.

7 H. M.

Blow ye the trumpet, blow;

The gladly soleiun sound, Let all the nations know.

To earth's remotest bound. The year of jubilee is come ; Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home.

WORSHIP

Hath full atonement made ; Ye weary spiritSj rest ;

Ye mournful souls, be glad ; The year of jubilee is come : Return, ye ransom'd sinners, hcHje.

Exalt the Lamb of God,

The sin-atoning Lamb ; Redemption in Lis blood

To all the world proclaim : The year of jubilee is come ; Return, ye ransom'd sinners,' home.

Ye slaves of sin and hell,

Your liberty receive, And safe in Jesus dwell,

And bless'd in Jesus live ; The year of jubilee is come ; Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home.

Ye who have sold for naught

Your heritage above, Receive it back unbonght,

The gift of Jesus' love; The year of jubilee is come; Return, ye ransom'd sinners, hcir-c,

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6 The gospel trumpet sounds, Let all the nations hear. And earth's remotest bounds

Before the throne appear ; The year of jubilee is come ; Keturn. ye ransom'd sinners, home.

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OoMEj my soul, thy suit prepare, Jesu?'. loves to answer prayer, He himself has bid thee pray, Therefore will not say theo nay,

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 While T am a pilgrim here, Let thy love my spirit cheer;

As my Guide, my Guard, my Friend, Lead me to my journey's end.

4 Show me what I have to do, Every hour my strength renew ; Let me live a life of faith,

Let me die tliy people's death.

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P C. M.

€oME, let us join our cheerful songs

With angels round the throne ; Ten thousand thousand are their

tongues, But fill their J03'"s arc one,

- "Worthy the Lamb that died,'^ they cry, "To be exalted thus. " "Worthy the Lamb," our lips reply, '' For lie was slain for us."

2 Jesus is worthy to receive Honor and power divine ; And blessings more than we can^ivi Be, Lord, forever thine.

4 Let all tliat dwell above the sky,

And a1r,^and earth, and seas, 6onspirc to lift thy glories high, And speak thine endless praise,

5 The v/hole creation join in one.

To bless the sacred name ' Of Him who sits'upon j;lie throne. And to adore the Lamb.

12 woESiiir.

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CoMi?, tliou "Fount of every blessing,

Tune my heart to sing thy grace ; Streams of mercy, never ceasing,

Call for songs of loudest praise. Teach me some melodious sonnet,

Sung by llamiug longues above ; Praise the mount — 0 fix me on it,

Mount of God's unchanging love,

'2 Oh, to grace how great a debtor,

Daily I'm constrained to be! Let that grace, Lord, lilic a fetter,

Bind my wandering heart to Thee. Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it;

JProne to leave the God I love ; Here's my heart, Lord, take and seal it,

Seal it from thy courts above.

11 C. M. , *

Father of mercies, in thy word, What endless glory shines !

For ever be thy name adored, For these celestial lines.

2 Here may the wretched sons of want.

WORSHIP.

Kxhaustless riches find ; Riches, above what earth can grant,

.'> Here the Redeemer's welcome yoice, Spreads heavenl}'^ peace around; And life and everlasting joys Attend the blissful sound.

4- 0 may these heavenly pages be My ever dear delight ; And still new beauties may I see. And still increasing light.

$ Divine Instructer, gracious Lord, Be thou for ever near; Teach mc to love thy sacred word, And view my Taiiour there.

.: C. M.

Flow swcot and awful is the place^ With Christ within the doors,

TVhile everlasting love displays The choiccs't of her stores !

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While all our hearts, in this our sonf ; jQin to admire the feast,

14 WORSHIP.

Each of us cries 'w^itli tliaiikfnl tongue, "Lord, why was I a guest r"

S "Why v.-as I made to hear thy voice. And enter while there's room ; When thousands ' make a wretched choice, And rather starve than come ?"

4 'Twas the same love that spread ib4 feast, That sweetly forced us in ; Else Y/e liad still refused to taste, And p-:'!'? ''^ed in our sin.

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Loud we come before thee now, At thy feet we humbly bov,' ; 0 do not our suit disdain ; Shall we seek thee, Lord, in vain I

2 Lord, on thee our souls depend ; In compassion, now descend ;

Fill our hearts with thy ricii grace; Tune our lips to nin^ thy praise.

3 In n appointed way,

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Now "we seek thee, here we staj; Lord, we know not how to go, Till a blessing thou bestow.

4 Send some message from thy word, That may joy and peace afford ; Let thy spirit now impart ¥ull salvation to each heart.

& Comfort those who weep and mourn. Let the time of joy return ; Those v.'ho are cast down, lift up, Make them strong in faith and hope.

6 Grant that all may seek and find Thee a God supremely kind: Heal the sick, the captive free ; Let us all rejoice in thee.

14 L. C. M.

Whin thou, my righteous Judge, sbalt

come, To take thy ransomed people home,

Shall I among them stand ? Shall guch a worthless worm as T, Who sometimes am afraid to die,

Be found at thy rigb.t fciand ?

li WORSHIP.

■J I lore to meet among them now, Before thy gracious feet to bow,

Though vilest of them all ; But can I bear the piercing thought, TVhai, if my name should be left out,

When thou for them shalt call ?

• I Prevent, prevent it by thy grace, Be thou, dear Lord, my hiding place,

In this accepted day ; Thy pardoning voice, 0 let mc hear, To still my unbelieving fear,

Nor let me fall, I pray.

A fjot me among thy saints be found. Whene'er the archangel's trump shall sound, To see thy smiling face; Then loudest of the crovrd I'll sing, While heaven's resounding mansions ring With shouts of soTcrcirrn grace.

!S L. M.

WiiAT various hindrances we meet; Jn coming to a mercy-seat!

Yet who that knojJpNth^^orth c!

prayer, "^/^ * ^\

But wishes to be often iJ^re i^* ^

2 Prayer makes the darkened clfeud tot)?.

draw, /^ A>

Prayer climbs the ladder Jacob sa^^^ X^ Gives exercise to faith and love, * *V \j Brings every blessing from above. "^ y^ >

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'■\ Restraining prayer, we cease to fight ; Prayer makes th« Christian's armor

bright; And Satan trembles when he sceB The weakest saint upom his knees.

4 Have you no words ? Ah ! think again Words flow apace when j^ou complain And fill your fellow-creature's ear, With the sad tale of all your care.

5 Were half the breath thus vainly spent To heaven in supplication sent,

Your cheerful song would oftener ln\ " Hear what the Lord has done for me.' '

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THE SAV lOUR. 16 C. M.

According to thy gracious word,

In meek humility, This will I do. my dying Lord,

I will remember thee.

2 Thy body, broken for my sake, My bread from heaven shall be ; Thy testamental cup I take, And thus remember thee.

■ '> Gcthsemane can I forget, Or there thy conflict sec, Thine agony and bloody sweat, And not remember thee ?

4 When to the cross I turn mine eyes, And rest on Calvary, 0 Lamb of Goc', my sacrifice, I must remember thee.

And when these failing lips grow dumb;

And mind and memory flee, When thou ,shalt in thy kingdom come,

Jesus, remember me.

THE SAVIOUR. J

17 C. M.

Alas! and did my Saviour blecjj, And did my Sovereign d.e ?

Would lie devote that sacred head For such a worm as I ?

2 Thy body slain, dear JesuP, thine, And bathed in its own Idood; While all exposed to wrath divine, The glorious suflcrer stood.

Z Was it for crimes that T had done, ITo groaned upon the tree ? Amazing pity ! grace unknown ! And love beyond decree!

4 Well might the sun in darkness hide,

And shut his glories in, When God, the mighty Jifaker, died, For man, the creature's sin.

5 Thus might I hide my blushing face,

While his dear cross appears; Dissolve my heart in thankfulness. And melt my eyes to tears.

6 But drops of grief can ne'er repay

The debt of love I owe :

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Here, Lord, T give myself awaj ; *Ti8 all that I can do.

18 C. M.

All hail the power of Jcsug name!

Let angels prostrate fall ; Bring forth the royal diadcnj,

And crown Ilim Lord of all.

2 Ye chosen seed of Israel's race, Ye ransomed from the fall; Hail Him, who saves y-oii by his grace. And crown Him Lord of all.

3^ Sinners, whose love can ne'er forget The wormM'ood and the gall; Go, spread your trophies at his feet, And crown Him Lord of all.

4 Let every kindred, every tribe,

On this terrestrial ball, To Him all majesty ascribe, And crown Him Lor J of all.

5 0 that with yonder sacred throng,

We at His feet may fall ; Tfe'll join the everlasting song, And crown Him Lord of all.

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Habe ! the voice of love and mercy Sounds aloud from Calvary ;

See ! it rends the rocks asunder, Shakes the earth and veils the sky. "It isfinish'd!"

Hear the dying Saviour cry.

2 It is finish'd — 0 ! what pleasure

Do these precious words afford! Heavenly blessings without meaK-irre,

Flow to us from Christ the Lord. It is finish'd! Saints, the dying wordg record.

3 Tune your harps anew, ye seraphs ;

Join to sing the pleasing theme ; All on earth, and all in^eaven,

Join to praise Immanuel's name: It is finish'd! Glory to the bleeding Lamb.

2@ C. M.

Hoxv sweet the name of Jesus sod^ds la a belieyer's ear !

88 THE SAVIOUR.

It soothes his sorrows heals his wounds, And drives away his fear.

2 It malics the wounded spirit whole. And calms the troubled breast; 'Tis manna to the hungry soul, And to the yreary rest.

15 Dear Name, the roch on which I build, My shield and hiding place ; My never failing treasury, iilled With boundless stores of grace.

4 Jesus, my Shepherd, Husband, Friend..

My Prophet, Priest and Kicg ; My Lord, my Life, my Way, my End, Accept the praise I bring.

5 Weak is the effort of my heart*

And cold my warmest thought ; But when I see thee as thou art, I'll praise thee as I ought.

i» Till then I would thy love proclaim With every ilceting breath; And may the music of thy nafB« Refresh my soul in death.

THE SAVIOUa* 2o

21 C. M.

0 Jesus, I love thy charming name,

5 'Tis music to mine ear ,

V Fain would I sound it out so loud.

That earth and heaven should hear.

'^2 i'es, thou art precious to my soul,

My joy, my hope, my trust; ^ Jewels, to thee, are gaudy toys, •H^ And gold is sordid dust.

3 All my capacious powers can wish, In thee most richly meet; Nor to mine eyes is light so dear. Nor friendship half so sweet.

A Thy grace still dwells upon my heart,

And sheds its fragrance there ; ' The noblest balm of all its wounds, The cordial of its care.

Z) I 'II speak the honors of thy name, With my last, laboring breath ; Then speechless clasp thee in nains arms, The antidote tf death.

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24 THE SATldtR.

22 S. M.

Not all the blood of beasts,

On Jewish altars slain, Could give the guilty conscience p«ace.

Or wash away the stain.

2 But Christ, the heavenly Lamb, Takes all our sins away : A sacrifice of nobler name. And richer blood than they.

:\ My faith would lay her hand On that dear head of thine, While like a penitent, I stand, And there confess my sin.

4 My soul looks feack to see

The burdens th«u didst bear, "When hanging on the cursed tr««5 And hopes her guilt was there.

Believing, we rejoice

To see the curse remove ; We bless the Lamb with cheerful voice,

And sing his bleeding love.

THE SAYIOUR. 3»

23 C. M.

0 ! FOR a thousand tongues to sing My dear Redeemer's praise ;

The glories of my God and King, The triumphs of thy grace.

2 JESUS, the name that calms our fears, That bids5>ur sorrows cease ; 'Tis music in the sinner's ears; 'Tis life, and health, and peace.

o He breaks the power of reigning sin, He sets the prisoner free ; His blood can make the foulest cl^an^ His blood availed fur me.

4 Let us obey, we then shall know, Shall feel our sins forgiven: Anticipate our heaven below, And own that love is heaven.

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Ones there is, above all others.

Well deserves the name of Friend ;

His is love beyond a brother's, Costly, free, and knows no end:

» TH£ SAYIOU&.

They who once his kindness prove, Find it everlasting love.

Which of all our friends to save us, Could or would have shed his blood ?

But this Saviour died to have us Reconciled in him to God :

This was boundless love indeed;

Jesus is a friend in need>, ■

When He lived on earth abased, Friend of sinners was his name ;

Now above all glory raised. He rejoices in the same:

Still he calls them brethren, friends,

And to all their wants attends.

Oh ! for grace our hearts to soften ;

Teach us Lord, at length to love; We, alas ! forget too often,

What a Friend we have above : But, when home our souls are brought, We will love thee as we ought.

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lloci: of Ages, cleft for me, L«t mo hide myself in thoe

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Let the water and the blood,

From thy wounded side which flow'd.

Be of sin the double cure ;

Save me from its guilt and power.

2 Not the labor of my hands Can fulfil the laws demands ; Could ray zeal no respite know, Could my tears forever flow. All for sin could not atone, Thou must save, and thou alone.

3 Nothing in my hand I bring, Simply to thy cross I cling ; Naked, come to the'e for dress, Helpless, look to thee for grace ; Vile, I to the fountain lly ; Wash me. Saviour, or I die.

4 While I draw this fleeting breatb, When my heart-strings break in death. When I soar to worlds unknovrn,

See thee on thy judgment-throne : Rock of Ages, cleft for me, I,et me hide myself in thee.

26 L. M.

J«svf, and shall it ever be,

30 THE iAVIOUn.

A mortal man ashamed of thee ? Ashamed of thee, whom angels praise. Whose glories shine through endlesB days!

- Ashamed of Jesus ! sooner faf Let evening blush to own a star; He shads the beams of light divine, O'er this benighted soul of mine.

3 Ashamed of Jesus! just as soon Let midnight be asliamed of noon; 'Tis midnight with my soul, till He, Bright Morning Star, bid darknes flee.

4 Ashamed of Jesus ! that dear friend On whom my hopes of heaven depend! No, when I blush, be this my shame, That I no more revere his name.

5 Ashamed of Jesus! Yes, I may, When I've no guilt to wash away, No tear to wipe, no good to crave, No fears to quell, uo soul to save.

ti Till then — nor is my boasting vain — Till then, I boast a Saviour slain : And 0 may this my glory be, Thfsti Christ is not ashamed of ffi«.

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27 C. M.

There is a fountain fill'd with blood,

Dra^n from Immanuel's veins ; And sinners, plunged beneath that

flood, Lose all their guilty stains.

2 The dying thief rejoiced to sec

That fountain in liis day ; And there may I, though vile as he, Wash all my sins away.

3 Dear dying Lamb, thy precious blood

Shall never lose its power, Till all the ransom'd church of God Be saved to sin no more.

4 E'er since by faith I saw the stream,

Thy flowing wounds supply ; Rodecming love has been my theme, And shall be till I die.

Then, in a nobler, sweeter song,

I'll sing thy power to save ; When this poor lisping, stammerinj?

tongue Li^ silent in the grave.

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00 THE SAVIOUR.

28 L. M.

'TwAS on that.diirk, that doleful night.

When powers of earth arid hell aruHc Against the Son of God's delight,

And frienda betrayed llijn to his foes.

2 Before the mournful scene began,

lie took the bread, and blessed and brake ; "What love through all his actions ran I What wondrous vrords of grace He spake !

3 " This is ray bod}'- broke for sin ;

Receive and eat the living food;" Then took the cup and blessed the win« *• 'Tis the new covenant in my blood."

4 " Do this, (He cried,) Hill time ?hall

end, In memory of your dying Friend; Meet at my table, and record The love of your departed Lord.'"-

& Jesus, thy feast we celebrate,

' We show thy death, we sing ihj name.

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'Till thou return, and -we shall eat The marriage supper of the Lamb.

'29 L. ]M.

When I survey the wondrous cross, On which the Prince of glorj 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 sacritice them to his blood.

Z 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 r

4 Were the whole realm of nature mine, That were a present far too small ; Love so amazing, so Divine,

Demands my soul, my life, my all.

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Tllfi BieCIEVER.

THE BELIEVER.

30 S. M.

A CHARGE to keep I bare,

A God to glorify ; A never dying soul to save,

And fit it for the sky.

2 To serve the p^e^'ent age, My calling to .a.:u 0 may it all my powers engage. To do my Master's will.

o Arm me with jealous care, As in thy .sight to live ; And 0 thy servant, Lord, prepare A strict account to give.

4 Help me to watch and pray, And on thyself rely, Assured, if I my trust betraj, I shall for ever die.

31 C. M.

Am I a soldier of the Cross, A follower of the Lamb,

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Jknd shall I fear to own his cause. Or blush to speak his name?

■J". Must I be carried to the skies, On flowery beds of ease ; While others fought to win the prlz«, And sailed through bloodj seas ?

* Are there no foes for mo to face ? Must I not stem the flood ? Is this dark world a friend to grace, To help me on to God ?

4 3ure I must fight, if I would reign ; Increase my courage, Lord; I'll bear the toil, endure the pain, Supported by thy word.

i Thy saints in all this glorious war, Shall conquer though they die ; They see the triumph from afar, With faith's discerning eye.

When that illustrious day shall rise. And all thine armies shine,

In robes of victory through the sk;ie,l, The glory shall be thine.

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82 C. M.

Amazing grace! how Kweet the sonn4. That sav'd a wretch like me !

I once was lost, but now am found — Was blind, but now I see.

8 *Tv as grace that taught my heart U fcar. And grace my fears reliev'd; How pr« ciouK did that grace appear. The hour I first beiiev'd,

3 Through many dangers, toils, aad

snares, I have already come ; 'Tis grace has brought me safe thus far, And grace will lead me home.

4 And when this flesh and heart shall fail,

And morta) life shall cease; I fchali possess within the veil, A life of joy and peace.

S3 S. M.

BiHOLB what wondrous grace The Father ha h bestow M

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On sinners of a mortal race. To call them sons of God !

2 Nor doth it yet appear

How great we must be made : But when we see our Saviour here, We shall be like our Head.

3 A hope so much divine

May trials well endure, May purge our souls from sense and ■!&> As Christ the Lord is pure.

4 If in my Father's love

I sliare a filial part, Send down thy Spirit like a dove To rest upon my heart.

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5 We would no longer lie

Like slaves bt^ncath the throne; My faith shall Abba, Father, crj, And thou the kindred own.

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CiiiLDKiN of the heavenly King, As ye journey, sweetly sing: Sing your Saviour's worthy pra:se, Glorious in his works and ways.

^6 THE BBMIEVER.

"I Ye are travelling home to God, la the way the fathers trod; They are happy now, and ye Soon their happiness shall see,

* 0 y© mourning souls be glad ; Christ oui* advocate is made ; Us to save, our flesh assumes, Brother to our souls becomes.

* (^iiout, ye little flock, and blest, Soon you'll enter into rest; There your seat is now prepared, There your kingdom and reward.

) L'^ar not, brethren, joyful stand On the borders of your land; • esus Christ, our Father's Son, ikAs us undismayed go on.

ir«ord submiFsive make us go, Oladly leaving all below ; Oaly thou our leader be, And we still will follow thee.

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G^jix-^ me, 0 thou great JehoTub,

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Pilgrim through this barren land ; I am weak, but thou art mighty,

HoM me by thy powerful hand; Bread o{ heaven, Feed me till I want no more.

"J. Open now the crystal fountain,

Whence the healing streams do flow ; V Let the fiery, cloudy pillar #

Lead me all my journey through : Strong Deliverer, Be thou still my strength and shield.

3 When I tread the verge of Jordan, Bid my anxious fears subside : Death of death, and hell's destructioiu Land me safe on Canaan's side ; Songs of praises I will ever give to thee.

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How happy are they

Who the Saviour obey, And have laid up their treasure above'

Oh ! what tongue can express

The sweet comfort and peace or a soul in its earliest love ?

38 THE BEliIEVKR.

2 'T WAS heaven below My Redeemer to know,

And the angels could do nothing more

Than to fall at his feet,

And lis story repeat, And the Saviour of sinners adore.

3 Oh ! the rapturous height #0f that holy delight,

Which I felt in, his life-giving blood!

Of my Saviour possessed,

I was perfectly blest, As if filled with the fulness of God.

4 Then, all the day long, "Was my Jesus my song,

And redemption through faith in hii^ name;

Oh ! that all might believe,

And salvation receive. And their song and their joy be the same..

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flow lost was my condition, Till Jesus made me whole!

There is but one ph} sician, Can cure a sin-sick soul i —

THE BELIEVER. S9

The worst of all diseases Is light compared with sin;

On every part it seizes, But rages most within.

2 From men great skill professing,

I thought a cure to gain ; But. this prov'd more distressing,

And added to ray pain — Some said that nothing ail'd me.

Some gave me up for lost, Thus every refuge faii'd me,

And all my hopes were cross'd,

li At length this great Physician —

IIow matchless is his grace ! Accepted my petition,

And undertook ray case — Next door to death he found me,

And snatch 'd me from the grave ; To tell to all around me,

His wond'rous power to save.

4 A dying, risen JESUS,

Seen by the eye of faith. At once from danger frees us,

And saves the soul from death — Oome then to this Physician,

40 THE BELIKTER.

His help he'll freelj give, Ho makes no hard condition, 'Tis only — look — and live.

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How tedious and tasteless the homrs When Jesus no longer I see!

Svreet prospects, sweet birds, and Lwe'e-l flowers, Have lost all their sweetness ^o mt^,

2 His name yields the richest perfume. And sweeter than music his voice; His presence disperses my gloom, And n.akes all within me rejoice- » % Dear Lord, if indeed T am thine,

And thou art my sun and my song! Say, why do I languish and pine. And why are my winters so long c

4 Oh ! drive those dark clouds from ih^ sky Thy soul-cheering pre'Jience rcstoro.. Or take me unto thee on high,

Where winter and clouds arc ;><» more.

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He bears them all, and frees us

I ley my sins on Jesus, ^'Vd '^vt

The spotless Lamb of God; ^L^^l

« V»pfir« thpm all. and frppsa iifl r^

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From the accursed load. I bring my guilt to Jesus,

To wash my crim>«un stains White, in his blood most preciou*.

Till not a spot remains.

2 I lay my wants on Jesus ;

All fullness dwells in Him; He heals all my diseases.

He doth my soul redeem. I lay my griefs on Jesus,

My burdens and my cares; He from them all releases.

He all my sorrow shares.

3 I rest my soul on Jesus,

This weary soul of mine ; His right hand me embraces,

I on His breast recline. I love the name of Jesus,

Immanuel, Christ, the Lord; like fragrance on the breezes,

liis name abroad is poured.

42 THC BELIEVER,

4 I long to be like Jesus,

Meek, loving, lowly, mild; I long to be like Jesus,

The Father's holy child. I long to be with Jesus,

Amid the heavenly throng, To sing with saints His praises,.

To learn the angels* song,

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I'm a pilgrim, and I'm a stranger ;

I can tarry but a night;

Bo not detain me, for I am going

To where the rivers are ever flowing.

I'm a pilgrim, and I'm a stranger,

I can tarry but a night.

2 There the sunbeams are ever shining, I am longing for the sight; Within a country unknown and dreary, I've been wand'ring forlorn and weary. I'm a pilgrim, &c.

'> Of the country to which I'm going, My Redeemer is the light ; There is no sorrow, nor any sighing, Nor any sinning, nor any dying. I'm a pilgrim, &c.

THS BELIXYKR 4^^

41 C. M.

I'm not ashamed to own my Lord,

Nor to defend his cause, Maintain the honor of his word,

The glory of his cross.

2 Jesus, my God, I know his name. His name is all my trust ; Nor will He put my soul to shame, Nor let my hope be lost.

S Firm as his throne his promise stands.

And He can well '^ecure w What I've committed to his hands.

Till the decisive hour.

4 Then will He own my worthless name, Before his Father's face, And in the New Jerusalem, Appoint my soul a place.

42 C. M.

In all my Lord's appointed ways

My journey I'll pursue ; Hinder me not, ye much loyed saints,

For I must go with you.

44 THE BKLICVER.

'2 Through floods andflames, if Jesas left* I'll follow where he goes, Hinder me not, shall be ray" cry, Though earth and hell oppose.

''. Through duty, and tlirough trials, toi I'll go at his command ; Iliuder me not, for I am bound To my Immanuel's laud.

4 And when my Saviour calls me home

My joyful cry shall be.

Hinder me not, come, welcome death

I'll gladly go with thee.

43 S. M.

I was a wand'ring sheep,

I did not love the fold ; I did not love my Shepherd's Toice,

I would not be controlled. I was a wayward child,

I did not love my home ; I did not love my Father's voice,

I loved afar to roam.

2 The Shepherd sought His sheep The Father sought His child;

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IjfThey followed me o'er vale and hill, O'er deserts waste and wild ; They found me nigh to death,

Famished, and faint, and Ion»; They bound me with the bands of 1ot«^ Thoy saved the wandering one.

i No more a wandering skeep ; I love to be controlled, I love my tender Shepherd's Toicc,

I love the peaceful fold ; No more a wayward child, I seek no more to roam, I love my heavenly Father's voi<>e, \ I love, I love His home.

\4 L. M.

Jesus, my all, to heaven is gone. He, whom I fixed my hopes upon;

His track I see, and I'll pursue The narrow way, till him I view.

t The way the holy prophets went, Tke road that leads fr9m banishment, The King's highway of holiness ril go, for all his paths are peace.

A^ THE BKfclKVER.

3 This is the way I long hare sought,

And mourned because I found it not', My grief and burden long hare been. Because I could not cease from sin.

4 The more T strove against its power,

I sinned and stum> led but the mon Till late I heard my Saviour say, " Come hither, soul, I am the way. '"

ft Lo ! glad I come, and thou, blest Lain|>j Shalt take me to thee as I am : Nothing but sin I thee can give, Nothing but love shall I receive.

6 Then will T tell to sinners round.

What a dear Saviour I have found ; I'll point to thy redeeming blood, And say—" Bekold the way to God.'*

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, 'Mid scenes of confusion and creatu/^

complaints. How s\reet to my soul is communioa

with s&iuts ; To fiud at the banquet of mercy there'i

room,

TMI BELIETER. 41

And feel in the presence of Jesus kt home!

2 Sweet bonds, that unite all the childrem of peace ;

And thrice precious Jesus, whose 1ot« cannot cease :

Though oft from thy presence in sad- ness I roam,

I long to behold thee, in glory, at homt.

Z T sigh from this body of sin to be free. Which hinders ray joy and ommunioB with thee ; j^, Though now my temptations like bil- lows may foam, All, all will be peace, when I 'm with thee at home,

4 While here in the valley of conflict I

stay, 0 give me submission and strength as

my day ; In all my afflictions, to thee I would

come, Rejoicing in hope of my glorious home,

% What'or thou deniest, 0 give me iby grace,

4% THE BKLIETER.

ri»e Spirit's sure witness, and smiles oi

thj face ; laapire me with patience to wait at tb/

thron», kai. find, even nowy a swett foretaste

of home.

» I long, dearest Lord, in thy beauties t*

shine. No more as an exile in sorrow to pine; And in thy dear image arise from the'

tomb, With glorified millions to praise thee at

home.

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iiv days are gliding swiftly by

And I a pilgrim stranger, VTould not detain them as they fly, —

Those hours of toil and danger.

CHORUS.

for now we stand on Jordan *s strand^ Our friends are passing over *

A.nd jiiHt before, the shining shore^ ^e may almost discover.

THE EELIETER. 4^

2 Our absent King the watchword gave, — '"• Lot every lamp be burning." Wc look afar across the wave, Our distant home discerning.

For now we stand &c,

■' Should coming days be dark and cold. We will not yield to sorrow, For hope Avill sing with courage bold. There's glory on the morrow.

For now wc stand &c.

4 Let storms of woe in whirlwinds rise. Each chord on eaith to sever, — There — bright and joyous in the skies — There — is our home forever.

For now wc stand etc.

47 S. M.

My soul be on thy guard,

Ten thousand foes arise ; And hosts of sin are pressing hard,

To draw thee from the skies.

D

THE BILIEVER.

2 0 watch, and fight, and pray,

The*])attle ne'er give o'er; Renew it boldly every da}'. And help divine implore.

3 Ne'er think the victor}'- won,

Nor once at ease sit down ; Thy arduous work will not he done, Till thou hast got the crown.

48 S. M.

" My times are in Thy hand," My God, I wish them there ; My life, my friends, my soul 1 leave - Entirely to Thy care.

2 " My times are in Thy hand,"

Whatever they may be, Pleasing or painful, dark or bright, As best may seem to Thee.

3 " My times arc in Thy hand,"

Why should I doubt or fear ? My Father's hand will never cause His child a needless tear.

4 " My times are in Thy hand,"

Jesus, the crucilied ;

THE BELIETER, $1

The hand my cruel sins had pierced, Is now my guard and guide.

. ^'My times are in Thy hand," Jesus, my Advocate ; Nor shall Thine hand be stretch'd in vain' For mc to supplicate,

' " My times are in Thy hand," I'll always trust in Thee ; And, after death, at Thy right hand I shall for ever be.

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Nearer, my God to Thee —

Nearer to Thee!

E'en though it be a cross

That raiseth me ;

Still all my song shall be,

Nearer, my God, to Thee,

Nearer to Thee !

:2 Though like a wanderer,

The sun gone down. Darkness comes over me.

My rest a stone.

52 TEE BELIEVER.

Yet in my dreams I'd be Nearer, my God, to Thee, —

Nearer to Thee !

Jl There let my way appear

Steps unto heav'n ; All that Thou sendest mo

In mercy giv'n ; Angels to beckon me Nearer, my God, to Thee, —

Nearer to Thee.— 4 Tlicn with my waking thoughts

Bright with Thy praisi Out of my stony griefs

'Bethel I'll raise ; So by my woes to be Nearer, my God, to Thee !

Nearer to Thee!

r> And when on joyful wing, Cleaving the sky ; Sun, moon, and stars forgot,

Upward I 11 y ; Still all my song shall be, Nearer, my God, to Thee,— Nearer to Thee *

THE BELIEVER. 5S

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()! FOR a closer walk with God, A calm apd Heavenly frame ;

A light to shine upon the road That leads me to the Lamb.

1' Where is the blessedness I knew When lirst I saw the Lord ? Where is the sonl-refreshing view Of Jesus and his word ?

■ \ AVhat peaceful hours I once enjoyed; How SM'eet their memory still! I'lit they have left an aching void, The world can never fill.

A Kcturn, 0 holy Dove, return. Sweet messenger of rest ; 1 hate the sins that made thee mourn, And drove thee from my breast.

5 The dearest idol I have known, Whate'er that idol be, Help me to tear it from thy throne, And worship only thee.

' So shall my walk be close with God,

54 THE BELI£V£R.

Calm and serene mj- frame ; So purer light shall mark the road That leads me to the Lamb.

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Oh that the Lord would guide my "waj-^.

To keep his statutes still ! Oh that my God would grant me grace.

To know and do his will !

2 Oh send thy Spirit down, to write Thy law upon my heart Nor let my tongue indulge deceit. Nor act the liar's part.

o Order my footsteps by thy word, And make my heart sincere : Let sin have no dominion, Lord, But keep my cor.science clear.

4 Make me to walk in thy commands - 'Tis a delightful road ; Nor let my head, or hrart, or Lands, 0 fiend acrainst mv Cu>' *

THE BELIEVER. ii

52 CM.

Plunged in a gulf of dark despair,

We wretched sinners lay, Without one cheering beam of hope.

Or spark of glimmering day.

2 With pitying eyes, the Prince of grace

Beheld our helpless grief ; ^e saw, and, 0 amazing love ! *

He ran to our relief.

3 Down from the shining seats above,

With joyful haste He fled ; Entered the grave in mortal flesh. And dwelt among the dead.

4 He spoiled the powers of darkness thus,

And brake our iron chains ; Jesus has freed our captive souls From everlasting pains.

b 0 ! for this love, let rocks and hills Their lasting silence break ; And all harmonious human tongues Th.e Saviour's praises speak.

4€ THE BELIE VEH.

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Preserved bj thine Almighty power.

0 Lord, our Maker, Saviour, King,- And brought to see this happy hour.

We come thy praises here Lo sing.

Happy day, happy da}'-, Here in thy courts we'll gladly stay:

Happy day, happy day, When Jesus washed our sins away.

2 We praise thee for thy constant care.

For life preserved, for mercies given; Oh, may we still those mercies share, And taste the joys of sins forgiven.

Happy Say, happy day, &c.

3 We praise thee for the joyful news

Of pardon through a Saviour's blood; Oh Lord, incline our hearts to choos« The road to happiness and God.

Happy day, happy day, &c.

THE BELIEVER. 57

4 And when on eartli onr days are done, Grant, Lord, that we at length may join, ilansomed and saved around thy throne, The song of Moses and the Lamb.

Happy day, happy day, &c,

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Saltation ! 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.

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Saviour, visit thy plantation :

\S THE BELIKVER.

Grant us, Lord, a gracious rain! All will come to desolation, Unless thou return again.

Lord, revive us ; All our help' must come from thoe.

2 Keep no longer at a distance ;

Shine upon us from on high, Lest, for want of thine assistance, Every plant should droop and die. Lord, revive us ; &c.

3 Let our mutual love be fervent,

Make us prevalent in prayers ; Let each one esteem'd thy servant, Shun the world's bewitching snares. Lord, revive us; &c*

4 Break the tempter's fatal power;

Turn the stony heart to flesh ; A»-d begin from this good hour. To revive thy work afresh. Lord, revive us ; &c.

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Bat, Brothers, will you meet us-^ Say, Brothers, will you meet us ?

THE BELIEVER. S9

Sav, Brothers, vrill you meet us r On Canaan's happy shore !

2 Say, Sisters, will you meet us ? ' Say, Sisters, will you meet us ? Say, Sisters, will you meet us ? On Canaan's happy shore!

2 By the grace of God we'll meet you Where parting is no more ; That will be a happy meeting, On Canaan's happy shore.

4 Jesus lives and reigns forever, On Canaan's happy shore; Glory! glory! hallelujah! Forever, ever more.

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Awaked by Sinai's awful sound, My soul in bonds of guilt I found.

And knew not where to go ; Eternal truth did loud proclaim, '•' The' sinner must be born again,

Or sink to endless woe."

00 Til 5 SINKER.

•2 When to the law I trembling fled, It poured its curses on my head,

I no relief could find ; This fearful truth increased my pain. ''The sinner must be born again,"

And whelmed my tortured mind.

3 Again did Sinai's thunder roll, And guilt lay heavy on my soul,

A vast oppressive load; Alas, I read and saw it plain, •' The sinner must be born again,

Or drink the wrath of God."

4 The saints I heard with rapture tell, How Jesus conquered death and^hell.

And )>roke the fowler's snare ; Yet when I found this truth remain, • '"The sinner must be born again," I sunk in deep despair.

•'> But while I thus in anguish lay,

The gracious Saviour passed this way.

And felt his pity move ; The sinner, by his justice slain. Now by his grace is born again.

And sin":s redeeming love.

THE SINNER. 61

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Come, ye weary, heavy laden, Lost and ruin'd b}'- the fall ;

If you tarry till you^re better You Avill never come at all :

Not the righteous — Sinners, Jesus came to call.

L* Let not conscience make you linger. Nor of fitness fondly dream ; All the fitness lie requireth, Ls to feel your need of him : This he gives you — 'Tis'the Spirit's rising beam,

.'♦ Agonizing in tlie garden,

Lo your Maker prostrate lies? On the bloodj- tree behold him ; Hear him cry before he dies,

^«Itis finished :" Sinners, will not this suffice .'

4 Lo ! th' incarnate God ascended. Pleads the merit of his blood ; Venture on him, venture wholly. Let no other trust intrude : None but Jesus

62 THE SIPJNER.

Can do helpless sinners good.

5 Saints and angels, joined in concert, Sing the prais'-s of the Lamb ; "VYhile the blissful seats of heaven, Svrcctly echo with his name :

Hallelujah !— Sinners hero may sing the same.

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Delay not, delay not, 0 sinner draw

near :

! watc]

for thee . No prices is demanded, the Saviour

is here, Ilcdcmption is purchased, salvation is

free.

2 Delay not, delay not, why longer abuse The love and compassion of Jesus thy God ? A fountain is opened, how cau'st thou refuse To wash and be cleansed in his par- doning blood ?

THE SINNER. 63

3 Delay not, dela)^ not. 0 sinner to come,

Tot mercy still lingers, and calls thee

to-day : Her voice is not heard in the vale of the

tomb ; Her message unheeded will soon pass

away.

4 Delay not, delay not, the Spirit of Grace,

Long grieved and resisted, may take

its sad flight; And leave thee in darkness to finish thy

race, To sink in the gloom of eternity's

night.

5 Delay not, delay not, the hour is at

band ; The earth shall dissolve, and the heavens shall fade ; The dead, small and great, in the judg- ment shall stand ; What power then, 0 sinner, shall lend thee its aid?

CO L. M.

Hasten, 0 sinner, to be wise,

M THE SINNER. 1

And stay not for to-morrow's sun '. The longer AVisdom you despise, The harder is she to be won.

'J 01 hasten mercy to implore,

And stay not for to-morrow's sun; For fear thy season should be o'er, Before this evening's course be run.

o Hasten. 0 sinner, to return,

And stay not for to-morrow's sun, For fear thy lamp should fail to burn. Before the needlul work is dore,

4 Hasten, 0 sinner, to be blest,

And stay not for to-morrow's sun ; For fear the curse should thee arrest. Before the morrow is begun.

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0 WHERE shall rest be found,

Kest for the weary soul ? 'Twere vain the ocean depths to sound.

Or pierce to either pole : 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.

THE SINNER.

''CYond this vale of tear^Vl^ There is a life j^hovf^, S^ *^^

iiiere is a lire j^oovf^, v^ • I' n measured by the fligh^J^i" X^'sX^

And all that life is love, /k ^!^ There is a death whose pang-^r 'j^

Outlasts the fleeting branthT^^ V*' 0 what eternal horrors haivj: ^ •^^

Around •' the seeond deiitu ! ' ' ^ ^

Lord God of trutii and grace, ^ ^^

Teach us that d^ath to shun. y\ ^

Lest we be banished from thy face, >!• X

d

And evermore undone, Here would we end our quest : -i^

Alone are found in thee> The life of perfect love, th<i rest

Of immortaiitv,

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Now is th' accepted time,

Now is the day of grace ; 0 sinners! come, without dtlar,

And seek the Saviour's fl|k<5«.

Now is th' acc<»pted time,

The Saviour calls to-day j To-morrow it may be too Twit ;—

66 THE SINKER,

Then why should you delaj r

3 Now is th' accepted time,

The gospel bids you come ;

And every promise, in his word,

Declares there yet is room.

4 Lord! draw reluctant souls,

And melt them by thy love ; Then will the angels speed their way To bear the news above.

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ItsTURN, 0 wanderer, return,

And seek an injur'd Father's face :

Those warm desires that in thee burn. Were kindled by reclaiming grace.

2 lleturn, 0 wanderer, return,

And seek a Father's melting heart r Kispitymg eyes thy grief discern, Kis hand shall heal thine inward smart.

3 Return, 0 wanderer, return,

Thy Saviour bids thy spirit live ; Go to his bleeding feet, and learu How freely Jesus can forgiv©.

THE SINNEK. 6T

Return, 0 wanderer, return,

And v/ipe away the falling tear ;

'Tis God who says, "No longer mourn," 'Tis mercy's voice invites thee near.

G4 L. M,

Say. sinner, hath a voice within, Oft whispered to thy secret soul ;

Urged thee to leave the ways of sin, And yield thy h»art to God's control?

2 Ilath something met thee in the path Of worldliuessand vanity, And pointed to the coming wrath, And warned thee from that wrath to flee?

'\ Sinner, it wa? a hcaTcnly voice, It was the Spirit's gracious call ; It bade thee make the better )»hoice, And haste to seek in Christ thine all>

4 Spurn not the call to life and light; Regard in time the warning kind ; That call thou may'st not always slight; And yet the gate of mercy find.

( S THE SINNER.

'■-iod's Spirit will not always striTc With li.'irdoned, self-destroying man:

Ye who persist his love to g"ieve, May never hear his voice again.

6 .Sinner, perhaps this very d&y. Thy last accented timo may be : ('} should'st thou grieve liim now cway. Then hope may never beam en thee.

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Si?r?rpR, art thou still secure ?

Wilt thou still refuse to pr&y f Can thy heart or hand endure,

In the Lord's avenging day r

2 See, his miglity arm is bared,

AAvful terrors clothe his brow ; for his judgment stand prepared ; Thou must cither break or bow. ,

3 At his presence nature shakes,

Eartli, aftrighted, hastes to fi«e;' Solid mouatains melt like waz, What will then become of thee ?

4 Who his coming may abide,

THE S[NNE?v. 69

You that glprr in your shn.D^e r Will you find a place to hide, When the world is wrapped in Same r

5 Lor(ly prepare us by thy grace !

Soon we must resipcn our breath, Ai-d our souls be called to pass Through the iron gate of death,

SiNis'ERS, tvrn, why will ye die ? God, your Maker, ?sks you why ! Godj^who did your being give, Made you with himself to live^ — He the fatal cause demands!, Asks the work of his ov,^n hands. Why, ye tl;ankle>s crccture.'^, wlir Will yc cross his love, and dfe ?

2 Sinners, tnrn. why will ye die? God, yoiir Saviour, asks you why ? God, who did your souls retrieve, Died himself, that ye iniglit live. Will you let him die in vain ? Crucify your Lord again? VV'iiy, ye ransom'd siriners, why Will ye slight lus grace, rnd die '

THE SINNER.

3 Sinners, turn, why will ye die ? God, the Spirit, asks you why! Many a time, with you he strove Woo'd you to embrace his love : "VTill ye not his grace receive ? Will ye still refuse to live ? Oh ye guilty sinners, wh\^ Will ye grieve your God, and die :

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Sinners* we are sent to bid you To the go.ypel feast to-day ; Will you slight the invitation ? Will you, caji you, yet delay ?

Jesus cails you : Come, poor sinners, come away*

2 Come, 0 come, all things are read}', Bread to strengthen, wine to elieer :

If you spurn this blood-bought banquet. Sinners, can j^our souls appear

Guests in heaven, Scorning heaven's rich bounty here r

3 Even now the Holy Spirit Moves upon some melting heart, Pleads a bleeding Saviour's merit :

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Sinner, will you say "Depart ?"

Wretched sinner, Can you bid your God depart ?

4 What are all earth's dearest pleas-'Jitcs , Were tb ey more than tongue could tcH^ What are all its boasted treasures, To a soul once sunk in Hell ?

Treasure ! pleasure ! No such sounds are heard in hell.

"' Fly, 0 ! fly ye to the mountain. Linger not in all the plain ; Leave this Sodom of corruption, Turn not, look not back again ;

Fly to Jesus, Linger not in all the plain.

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Sinners, will ye scorn the message, Sent in mercy from above ?

Every sentence. Oh, how tender ! Every line is full of love;

Listen t« it — Every line is full of love.

'2 Hear the heralds of the Gospel,

< J TUE SiNKE?.,

News from Zion's King proclaim^ To each rebel sinner— '^Pardon, "Free forgiveness in his nam^ :''

How impori'ant! Free forgiveness in his name.

o Tempted souls, they bring you succour. . Foarful h*jarts, they quefl your fears: And witk news of consolation, Ohase away the falliag tears ;

-'iVjider heralds — Chase a,wriy the falling tears.

4 False professors, grov'ling vrorldlings^ Calleus hearers of the word, While the messengers address you, Take tiie warnings they affoid;

^Ye enU-eiit you. Take the warnings they afford.

r^ Who hath our report bclieyed r Who rtceav'd the joyful wordr Who cmbrac'd the news of pardon Offer'd to you by the Lord ?

Can you slight it, Ofi'er'd to you by the Lord ?

& 0; ye angels, hovering round us.

THE SINA'ERo

Waiting spirits, speed jonr way Kasteii to the court of heaven, Tidings bear without delay:

Rebel sinners Glad the message will obey,

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►:ior, poor sinners, stop and think,

Before you further go ; Will you sport u^on the brink

0f everlasting wo ? ®n the verge of ruin stop,

Now the friendly*warning take, Stay your footsteps, era ye drop

Into the burning lake.

"^ay. have you an arm like God,

That you his will oppose ? Fear ye not that iron )od

With which lie breaks his foes ? Can you stand iu that dread daj'.

Which his justice shall proclaim, When the earth shall melt awey

Like wax before the flame ?

Ghastly death will quickly come. And drag you to his bar ",

74 THE SINNER.

Then to hear jour awful doom. Will fill you with despair!

All your sins will round yon crowd; You shall mark their \:rimson dye ;

Each for vengeance crying loud, And what can you reply ?

4 Though your heart were made of steel.

Your forehead lined with brass ; God at length will make you feel,

He will not let you pass ; Sinners then in vain will call,

Those who now despise his grace, ''Rocks and mountains on us fall,

And hide us from his face."

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The voice of free grace cries — ''Escape to the mountain !"

For Adam's lost race Christ hath open- ed a fountain :

For sin and transgression, and every uncleanness,

His blood flows most freely in streams of salvation. Hallelujah to the Lamb, he has pur chased our pardon.

THE SINNER. ^75

We'll praise him again^ when we. pass over Jordan.

2 Ye souls that are wounded! Oh ! lies to

the Saviour ; He calls j^ou in mercy. — 'tis infinite

favor ; Your sins are increasing, — escape to the

mountaiQj — Ills blood can remove them, it flows

from the fountain. Hallelujah to the Lamb, &c.

3 0. Jesus ! ride onward, thy kingdom is

glorious, O'er sin. death and hell, thou wilt make

us victorious ; Thy name shall be praised in the great

congregation, WhiJe angels and saints raise the shout

of salvation. Hallelujah to the Lamb, &c.

4 With joy shall we stand, when escaped

to the shore ; Tith harps in our hands, we'll praise

him the more ; ^'e'il range the sweet plains on the

bank of the river

76 THE SINKERo

A"fd sing of salvation forever and iv Hallelujah to the Lamb, &c.

71 S. M.

To-morrow, Lord, is thine, Lodged in thy Sovereign hands

And if its sun arise and shine, 15 shines hy thy command„

2 The present moment flies, And bears our life away ; Oh make thy servants trulj^ witse. That the)^ may live to-day-

c'> Since on this fleeting hour Eternity is hung, Waken by thine almighty power The aged and the young.

4 One thing demands our care ;

Oh be it still pursued, Lest slighted once, the season t\,£ Should never be renew 'd. ,

5 To Jesus may we fly,

■ Swift as the morning liglit; Lefit life's young golden beam sho'jild In i-udden endless nizht.

T>2g SINNER. 77

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riLE life prolorigsits precious liirht, Mercy in found, and peace is given; ,i soon, ah ! soon, approaching night 6h!j.:l blot out every hope of heave/].

£ ^'" liiic God invites, how blest the day ' Viov,'- sweet the gospel's chani/ii.g sound ; !" :i)Qe sinners, haste, oh ! haste away, Trhile yet a pardoning God He's i'oand-

3 S^on, borne on time's most rapid -fiiig, j\ Shall death command you to the '^ grave ; Eefore his bar your spirits brine. And none be found to hear or save.

i In that lone land of deep despair.

No Sabbath's heavenly light shal;risc; No God regard your bitter prayer, Nor Saviour call you to the skiss.

5 WhileGod invites — hew blest the day! -How sweet the gospel's chariTiing sftuad ; C:yne, sinners haste, oh! feaste away. While yet a pard'iing God is foand.

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THE PENITENT. 73 ^ S. M.

And can I yet delay

My little all to give ? To tear my soul from earth away

For Jesus to receire?

2 Nay, but I yield, I yield !

I can hold out no more : I sink, by dying love compell'd, And own the conqueror !

3 Though late, I all forsake —

My friends, my all resign ; Gracious Rede^merj take, 0 take^ And seal mc ever thine !

4 Come, aad possess me whole.

Nor hence again remove : Settle and fix my wavering soul With all thy weight of love.

My one desire be this. Thy only love to know.

To seek and taste no otker bliss< No other good bclcw.

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THE PENITENT.

ij My life, my portion thou, ' Thou all-sufficieut art ;

My hope, my heavenly treasure, no'^f Enter and keep my heart,

74 C. M.

Come, humble sinner, in Tvbose brea3' A thousand thoughts revolve ;

Come, with your guilt and fear o: pressed, And make this last resolve.

2 ''I'll go to Jesus, though my sin V High as a mountain rose :

' T know his courts, I'll enter in, Whatever may oppose,

3 ''Perhaps he will admit my pleaj

Perhaps will hear my prayer ; But if I perish I will pray, And perish only there.

4 "I can but perish if I go,

I am resolved to try ;

For if I stay away, I know

I must for eycrdie.''

80 TME PENITENT,

75 G. M. D.

I HEARD the voice of Jesus sar.

Come unto me and rest; Lay down thou weary one, lay 'Jc?;q

Thy head upon my breast. I came to Jei?us as I was,

Weary, aiid worn, and sad, 1 foTind in Rim a resting plac?.

And he has made m^ glad.

2 I heard the voice of Jesus say, Behold, I freely give The living water, thirsty one,

Stoop down, and drink, and live. I came to Jesus, and I drank Of that life-giving stream ; My thirst was quenched, my soul r-s vivcd, And now I live in Him.

C I heard the voice of Jesus say, I am this dark world's lighi.

Look unto me, thy morn shall risf. And all thy days be bright.

I looked to Jesus, and I found In Him my Star, my Sun ;

And in that light of fife I'll wa'Jk,

THE PENITENT, 81

Till travelling iays are done.

S. M.

•JesuSj I come to thee,

A sinner doomed 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, 0 my God! this heart of stone,

And melt it by thy love.

Too long my soul has gone;

Far from mj-^ God astray ; I"ve sported on the brink of hell,

In sin's delusive way.

Rut, Lord! my heart is fixed —

I hope ia thee alone; IJreak off the chains of sin and death,

And bind me to thy throne.

Thy blood can cleanse my heart, Thy hand can wipe my tears :

•t^h ! send thy blessed Spirit down To banish all my fears. F

8.1 THE PENITENT.

t» Thjdn shall my soul arise. From sin and Satan free ; Hedeemed from hell and everj foe. I'll trust alone in thee.

7? 8,8,8,0.

Just as I am— without one plea.

But that thy blood was shed for me ; And that thou luidst me come to thee — 0 Lamb of God, I come ?

U Just as I am— and waiting not To rid my soul of one dark blot, To thee, whose blood can cleanse eacli spot, P Lamb of God, I come !

3 Just as I anr— poor, wretched, blind : Sight, riches, healing of the mind, Yes, all I need in thee to find —

0 Lamb of God, I come !

4 Just as I am — thou wilt receive,

Y^ill welcome, pardon, cleanse, relieve. Because thy promise I believe — • 0 Lamb of God, I cornel

THE PENITENT. 83"

Just as T am — thy love unknown lias broken every barrier down : Now to be thine, yea, thine alone — 0 Lamb of God, I come!

V C. M,

L:<-.T carnal minds the world pursue,

It has no charms for me ; Once I adinir'd its trifles too,

1 Its fading charms no longer please, No more content afford ; Far from my heart be joys like thcso, Now I have seen the Lord.

8 As by the light of op'ning day, The stars are all coriceai'd; So earthly pleasures fade avray, When Jesus is reveal'd.

4 Creatures no more divide my choice —

I bid them all depart; His name, and love, and gracious voice. Have fix'd my roving heart.

5 Now, Lord, I would be thine alone^

aA the penitent.

And wholly live to thee : But may I hope that thou wilt own A worthless worm like me!

<; Yes, though of sinners I'm the worst. I cannot doubt thy will ; For, if thou had'st not lov'd me first. I had refused thee still. '

79 L. M.

0 HAPPY day, that stayfe my choice On thee, my Saviour and my God;

Well may this glowing heart rejoice, And tell thy goodness all abroad.

_ ' I liappy bond, that seals my vows, To Tlim who merits all m}' love, Lot cheerful anthems fill his house. While to his sacred throne I move.

3 "lis done, the great transaction's done ;

Deign, gracious Lord, to make me thine! Help me, through grace, to follow on. Glad to confess thy voice divine.

4 Here rest, my oft-divided heart,

THE PENITENT. 8")

Fix'd on thy God, thy Saviour -est ; Who with the world would grieve to part, When call'd on angel's food to feast ?

5 High heaven, that heard the solemn vow, That vow renew'd shall daily hear. Till in life's latest hour I bow,

And bless in death a bond so dear.

>^0 C. M.

Prostrate, dear Jesus, at thy feet,

A guilty rebel lies ; And upwards to thy mercy seat.

Presumes to lift his eyes.

2 If tears of sorrow would suffice

To pay the debt I ow«, Tears should from both my weeping eyes, In ceaseless torrents flow.

3 But no such sacrifice I plead

_ To expiate my guilt ; No tears but those which thou hast shed ; No blood, but thou hast spilt.

60 THE PENITENT.

4 Thir.k of thy sorrovrs, dearest Lord, And all my sins forgive ; Justice will well approve the word That bids the sinner live.

81 L. M.

Show pity, Lord; 0 Lord, forgive ; Let a repenting rebel live ; Are not thy mercies large and free ? May not a sinner trust in thee ?

2 My crimes are great, but don't surpas.s The power and glory of thy grace ; Great God, thy nature hath no bound: So let thy pardoning .ove be found.

3 <)j wash my soul from every sin

And make my guilt}^ conscience clean : Here on nay heart the burden lies, And past offences pain my eyes.

4 Should sudden vengeance seize my

breath, f laust pronounce thee just in death ; And if ray soul were sent to hell, Thy righteous law approves it well.

THE PENITENT. €7

■> Yet save a trembling sinner, Lord, Whose hope, still hovering round ihj

vrord, Would light on some sweet pro.aj.i?-e

there, -Some sure support against despair.

^2 7 s.

Tis a point I long to know, Oft it causes anxious thought,

])o I love the Jjord, or no ? Am I his, or am I not ?

■J Could my heart so hard remain. Prayer a task and burden prove, Every trilie give me pain, If I knew a Saviour's love r

■■. When I turn my eyes within,

All is dark, and vain, and wild. Pilled with unbelief and sin, (inn I deem myself a child?

4 Lord, decide the doubtful case, Thou who art thy people's 'Sun ; Sliine upon thy work of grace, If it be indeed begun.

83 THE PENITENl.

5 Let me love thee more and more- If I love at all, I pray ; If I have not loved before Help me to begin to-day.

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V.^iN, delusive world adieu, With all of creature good;

Only Jesus I pursue,

Who bought me with his blood,

AH thy pleasure I forego ;

All thy wealth and all thy pride,

Only Jesus will I know, And Jesus crucified.

o

Turning to my reft again,

The Saviour I adore; He relieves my grief and pain,

And bids me weep no more. Rivers of salvation How

From his head, his hands, his side: Only Jesus Irill I know,

And Jesus crucified.

'<^ liim to know is life and peace. And pleasure li^thout eud^. Tais is all my happiness,

THE PENITEIfT. 8C>

On Jesus to depend — Daily in his grace to grow,

In his favor to abide : Only Jesus will I know,

And Jesus crucified.

H L. M.

When, marshall'd on the nightly plain.

The glittering hosts bestud the sky, One star alone of all the train

Can fix the sinner's wandering eye. Hark! hark! to God the chorus breaks.

From every host, from every gem: But one alone, the Saviour speaks,

It is the Star of Bethlehtm.

2 Once on the raging seas I rode,

The storm was loud, the night was dark, The ocean yawn'd, and rudely blow'd The wind that toss'd my foundering bark. Deep horror then my vitfkls froze : Death-struck, I ceased the tide to

stem

When suddenly a star arose, It was the Star of Bethlehem.

^'0 THE SABBATH^

•3 It was my guide, my light, my all;

It bade my dark foreboding cease; And, through the storm and danger's thrall. It led me to the port of peace. Now, safely moor'd, ray perils o'er,

I'll sing, first in night's diadem, For ever, and for evermore, The .Star!— the Star of Bethlehem!

THE SABBATH. f5 L. M.

AxoTHFR six days' work is done, Another Sabbath is begun ; lleturn, my soul, enjoy thy rest, Improve the day thy God "hath bless'd.

2 Oh that our thoughts and thanks may rise As grateful incense to tha skies ; A nd draw from heaven that sweet repose Which none but he that feels it knows !

'■• This heavenly calm within the breast Is the dear pledge of glorious rest, Which for the church of God remains.

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The end of cares, the end of pains.

4 In holy duties let the day In holy pleasures pass away ; IIow sweet a Sabbath thus to spend. In hope of one that ne'er shall end!

08 C. M.

FREauENT the da}^ of God returnp. To shed its quickening beams ;

And yet how slow devotion burns ; How languid are its flames !

'2 Accept our faint attempts to love^ Our frailties, Lord, forgive ; We would be like thy saints above, And praise thee while Ave live.

■. Increase, 0 Lord, our faith and hope, And tit us to ascend, Wliere the assembly ne'er breaks up, The Sabbath ne'er shall end.

4 Where wc shall breathe in heavenly air, With heavenly lustre shine ; Before the throne of God appear^ And feast on love divine.

92 THR SABBATH.

87 C. L. M.

How calm and beautiful the morn That gilds the sacred tomb,

Where once the Crucified was borne And veiled in midnight gloom !

O weep no more the Saviour slain ;

The Lord is risen — He lives again. I

2 Ye mourning saints, dry every tear

For your departed Lord : '•Behold the place — He is not here,"

The tomb is all unbarred ; The gates of death were closed in vain ; The Lord is risen — He lives again.

o Now cheerful to the house of prayer;

Your early footsteps bend, The Satiour will himself be there,

Your Advocate and Friend : Once by the law your hopes were slain. But now in Christ ye live again.

4 How tranquil now the rising day,

'Tis Jesus still appears, A ris«i Lord to chage away

Your unbelieving fears : 0 weep no more your comforts slain ;

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MORNING AND EVENING. 93

The Lord is risen— He lives again. ^

And wlicn tlie shades of evening fall. When life's last hour draws nigii,

If Jesus shines upon the soul, How blissful then to die !

Hince lie has risen who once was slain,

Ye die in Christ to live again.

snCRNfNe AND EVENIMG.

88 C. M.

' Drrad Sovereign, let my evening song Like holy incense rise; Assist the offerings of my tongue, To reach the lofty skies.

Z Through all the dangers of the day, Thy hand was still my guard; And still to drive my wants away Thy mercy stood prepared.

3 Perpetual blessings from abovOj

Encompassed me around : • But 0 how few returns of love L Has my Creator found!

94 M011NIN9 AN» EVENING.

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4 What have I done for Him wh« died

To save niy wretched soul ? How are 103^ follies multiplied, Fast as my minutes roll !

5 Lord, with this gu'lty heart of mine, To thy dear cross I llee, And to thy grace my soul resign, To be renewed by thee.

89 C. M.

Lord, thou wilt hear me when I pray :

I am for ever thine : 1 fear before thee all the day, 1

Nor would I dare to sin.

2 And while I rest my weary head From cares and business free, 'Tis sweet conversing on my bed With my own heart and thee.

:> 1 pay this evening sacrifice ; And when my work is done. Great God, ray faith and hope relies Upon thy grace alone. ,

4 Thus, with ray thoughts composed to J peace,

MORNING AND EVENING.

I'll give mine eyes to sleep ; Thy hand in safety keeps my day?^ And will my slumbers keep*

90 C. M.

Lord in the morning thou shalt bear My voice ascending high;

To thee will I direct my prayer. To thee, lift up mine eye :

'2.X!p to the hills where Christ is gone. To plead for all his saints, Presenting at his Father's throne Our songs and our complaints.

Thou art a God, before whose sight The wicked shall not stand ;

Sinners shall ne'er be thy delight, Nor dwell at thy right hand.

0 may thy Spirit guide my feet, In ways of righteousness ?

Make ev'ry path of duty straight^. Aad plain before my face.

f'C MORNINU AND EVENING.

91 7 s.

Now the shades of night are gone ; Now the morning light is come ; Fjord, may we be thine to-day, Drive the shade of sin away.

2 Fill our souls with -heavenly light, Banish doubt and gloomy night; In thy service, Lord, to-day. Help us labor, help us pray. .

P, Keep^ our Kaughty passions boond; Save us from our foes around; ^Joing out, and coming in, Keep us safe from every sin.

4 When our work of life is past, O receive us then at last! Night of sin will be no more. When wc reach the heavenly shore.

1)2 C. M*.

O Lord, another day is flown, , And, we a little band, Are. met once more before thy thioxK To bless thy fostering hand.

MORNIJTG A!TD EVENING, ^<

2 j^\nr3 wilt thou "bcnrl a listening oar.

To praises low as ours ? Thion wilt, for thou dost deign to hf ar The song that meekness pours.

3 And .Jesn«?, thou thy smiles wilt deign

As we before thee pray; For thoii didst bless the infant train, And we are loss than they.

4 0 let thy grace perform its part.

Let sin's dominion cease ; And shed abroad in evfery heart, Thine everlasting peace.

93 8 s & 7 So

Saviour, breathe an evening blsssiog.

Ere repose our spirits seal ; Sin and want ws come confessing.

Thou canst save and thou canst heal. Though destruction walk around us,

Though the arrow past us fty, Angel-gnards from thee surround as,

Tf e are safe if thou art nigh.

2 Though the night be dark and dreary Darkness cannot hide from thee 5

99

Thau art He -who, never weary., Watchrst where thj people bo.

Should swiftdeath this night o'ertakeu; And our couch become our tomb,

May the morn, in heaven awake us, Clad in light and deathless bloom,

TRIALS.

94

Gr.NTLY, Lord, 0 ! geatly lead us,

Through this lonely vale of tears i Through the changes thou'st decreed u^

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.

In the hour of pain and anguish.

In the hour when death draws near, Sufler 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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TRIALS,. Ti>

9$ S, M,

Give to the '^cindfi thy fears;

Hope on, be not dismayed; God hears thy sighs and counts ihy tears ;

God shall lift up thy head.

2 Through waves, and clouds and storm?

He gently clears thy way ; Wait thou his time : the darkest nighty Shall end in brightest day.

3 Far, far above thy thought

His counsels shall appear, When fully he the work hath wrought. That caused thy needless fear.

4 What though thou rulest not!

Yet heaven, and earth, and hell Proclaim — God sitteth on the thron*; And rulcth all things well.

95 C. M.

Gon moves in a mysterious way, Mas wonders to perform ;

90 TRIALS.

lie plants hi^ footsteps in the sea, And rides upon the storm.

Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take : The clouds ye so much dread

Are big with mercy, and shall broak With blessings on your head.

Judge not the Lord by feeble semse,

But trust him for his grace ; Behind a frowning providence

His purposes will ripen fast, Unfolding every hour ;

The bud may have a bitter taste, But sweet v/ill be the flower.

Blind unbelief is sure to err, And scan his work in vain;

Grod is his own interpreter, And he will make it pkin.

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God is the refage of ilis saints.

When storms of sharp distress iavade Ere we can offer our complaints.

TMil^.. 101

BsKold Him present with His aid.

2 Let mountains from their seats b ■

hurled, Down to the deep and buried there : Gynvulsions shake the solid world, Oar faith shall never yield to fear.

3 There is a stream, whose gentle flow

Supplies the city ot our God; Life, love, and joy, still gliding through. And wat'ring our divine abode.

4 That sacred stream, thine holy word.

Support? our faith, our fear controls : Sweet peace thy promises afford, And give new strength to fainting

souls.

'> Zion /Jnjoys her monarch's love, Secure against a tbreat'ning hour ; Nor can her firm foundations move, B'jilt on his truth, and armed with power.

v>.H L. M,

How oft have sin and Satan strove

(2 TRIALS.

To rend my soul from thee, my God! But everlasting is thy love.

And Jesus seals it with his blood.

: The oath and promise of the Lord Join to confirm the wondrous grace: Ktcrnal power performs the word, And tills all heaven with end praise. les?

Amidst temptations sharp and lang My soul to this dear refuge flies :

Jfope is my anchor, firm and strong, While tempests blow, and billows rise

t The gospel bears my spirit up ; A faithful and unchanging God Lays the foundation for my hope In oaths, and promises, and blood.

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How firm a foundation, ye saints of tlie

Lord, is laid for your faith in his excellent

word! What more can He say than to you he

hath said,

TRIALS. 103

\ Oil who unto Jesus for refuge have fled?

'2 In every condition — in sickness, in

liealth,^ In poverty's vale, or abounding ia

wealth, Al home and abroad, on the land, on

the sea, " As thy days may demand, shall thy

strength ever be.

.'. Fear not, I am with thee! 0 I be not

dismayed, r, I am thy God, and will still give thee

aid; I'll strengthen thee, help thee, and

cause thee to stand, Upheld by my righteous, omnipotent

hand.

i When through the 'deep waters I ".all thee to go.

The rivers of wo shall not thee over How ;

For I will be with thee thy troubles Uj bless.

And sanctify to thee, thy deepest dis- tress.

104 Ti;iA.LS. •

5 When through fiery trials thy pathway

shnll lie, My grace all-sufficient shall be thy

supply; Th^ ilame shall not hurt thee ; I only

design Thy dross to consume, and thy gold to

refine.

6 •'^ E'en down to old age, all my people

shall prove

My sovereign, eternal, uuciiangeable love ;

And when hoary hairs shall their tem- ples adorn,

Lika lan^bs they shall still in my bosD.iJ. be borne.

7 'i'Thc soul that on Jcsas hath leaned

for repose,

J will not, I will not, desert to his foes ;

That soul, though all hell should en- deavor to shake,

I'll never, no never, no never forsake '; ' '

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Jes'j3, lover of my soul, Let me to thy bosom lly,

While the raging billows roll, While the temptest still is high.

W^P^; me., 0 my Saviour, hide, Tiii the storm of life is past ;

Safe into the haven guide;

0 receive my soul at last.

2 Other refuge have I none,

Hangrf m}- helpless soul on th&e ', Leave, ah! leave me not alone,

Still support and comfort me; All ray trust on thee is ^taid,

All my help from thee I bring; Cover my defenceless head.

With the shadow of thy wing.

;•; Thou, 0 Christ, art all I want ;

All in all in thee I find, Raise the fallen, cheer the faint.

Heal the sick, and lead the blind ; Just and holy is thy name,

1 am all unrighteousness ; Vile and full of sin I am,

Thou art full of truth and grace.

iOG		TRIALS.
!.01		C. M.
0 Thod	from	whom all	goodness	flows,

I ]ift my soul to thee ; Kij all my sorrows, contiicts, woes.

0 Lord, remember me!

2 When on my aching, burdened heart My sins lie heavily, Thy pardon grant, new peace impart; Then, Lord, remember me ;

Z When trials sore obstruct my way, And ills I cannot flee. Oh, let my strength be as my day — Dear Lord, remember me !

4 AVhen in the solemn hour of death

1 wait thy just decree ;

Be this the prayer of my last breath : Now, Lord, remember me !

102 L. M.

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.

DEATH AKD THE JUDGMENT. 107

1' Art thou not mine, my living Lord r And can my liope, my comfort die. Fixed on thy everlasting word, That word which built the earth the sky?

3 If my immortal Saviour lives, Then my immjartal life is sure: His word a firm foundation gives, Hero let me build and rest secure.

4' Here, 0 my soul, thy trust repose ; Since Jesus is forever mine, Not death itself, that last of foes. Shall break a union so divine.

DEATH AND THE JUDGMENT.

103 ■ S. M.

A ND will the Judge descend ?

And must the dead arise ? And not a single soul escape

His all discerning eyes! —

'2 How will my heart endure The terrors of that day, When earth and heaven before his face Astonish 'd, shrink away ?

108 DEATH AKD THE JUDGMENT,

3 But ere that trumpet shakes

The mansions of the dead, Hark, from the gospel's cheering sound What joyful tidings spread!

4 Ye sinners, seek hts grace,

Whose \Yrath ye cannot bear : Fly to the shelter of his cross, And find'salvation there.

5 So shall the curse remove

By w hich the Saviour bled ;

And the last awful day shall pour

His blessings on your head.

10^ C. M.

Hi£Aa what the voice from heaven piv claims,

For all the pious dead; Sweet is the savor of their names.

And soft their sleeping bed,

2 They die in Jesus, and are blessM; How calm their slumbers are From sufferings and from sin release-. Aiad freed from every snare.

riATH AUn THE JUDGM^NTo 10^

^ Far from this world of toil and strife^ They're present with the Lord; The labors of their mortal life End in a large reward.

105 8 s, 7 s & 4 s.

Lo ! he comes, with clouds desceai'iirgj Once for favored sinners slain ;

Thousand, thousand saints attending, Swell the triumph of his train. Hallelujah !

Jesus comes, and comes to reign.

^ Every eye shall now bchoj^ him, Robed in dreadful majesty: Those who set at nought and sold hk Pierc'd and nail'd him to tlio tres, Deeply wailing, Shall the true Messiah sec.

Now redemption, long expected, See in solemn pomp appear :

All his saints by man rejected,' Now shall meet him in the ftir« Hallelujah!

See the day of God appear.

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4 Mighty King, let all adore Thee, High on thine e'ternal throne ; Saviour, take the power and glory, Claim the kingdom for thine owu. Oh, come quickly ! Hallelujah! come. Ivord, come!

106 L. C. M.

Lo! on a narrow neck of land, 'Twixt two unbounded seas I stand.

Yet how insensible ! A point of time a moment's space, Removes me to yon heavenly place,

Or shuts me up in hell.

2 0 God my inmost soul convert,

And deeply on my thoughtless heart.

Eternal things impress ; Give me to feel their solemn weight. And save me ere it be too late ; Wake me to righteousness.

Before me place in bright array, The pomp of that tremendous day,

Wnen thou with clouds shall come To judge the nations at thy bar: Anci tell me, Lord, shall I be there^

To meet a joyful doom ?

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DEATH AND THE JUDGMENT. Hi

4 )>e this my one great business here, With holy trembling, holy fear,

To make my calling sure ; Thine utmost counsel to fulfill, And suffer all thy righteous will,

And to the end endure.

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Sf.f. th' Eternal Judge descending — View him seated on his throne !

Now, poor sinner, now lamenting, Stand and hear thy awful doom Trumpets call thee ?

Stand and hear thy awful doom.

Hear the cries he now is venting, Fill'd with dread of fiercer pain ;

While in anguish thus lamenting, That he ne'er was born again. Greatly mourning,

That he ne'er was born again:

" Yonder sits my slighted Saviourj With the marks of dying love;

(Ml, that I had sought his favor, When I felt his Spirit move — Golden moments,

When I fdt his Spirit move/'

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} :2 HEATH A:ID the JUHGr.Z.-JNT,

'.; Now, dcspis^rs, look and woadcr ! Hope and sinners here must part, Lewder than a peal of tlnindcr, Hear the dreadful sound, " Depart Lost forever, Koar the dreadful sound, '•' Dcpa^rt!""

IG8 C. M.

Whf:^ rising from the bed of death, O'er whelmed with guilt and fear,

I aee ray Maker face to face, 0 how shall I appear ?

2 If ypt while pardon may be for;Ld,

And mercy may be sought, My heart with inward liorror shrinks., And trembles at the thought ;

3 When thou, 0 Lord, shall stand dis=

closed, In majesty severe, And sit in judgment on my soul. 0 how shall I appear ?

4 Yet never shall my soul despair

Her pardon to procure, Who knows thine only Son has died> To make her pardon sure. •

DEATH AKD THE JUDGMENT. 113

109 C. M. ^^j^

"Why do we mourn dcparte^r^:i^J^

"Tis but the voice that Jesus se® s^ %*^^ To call thciu to his arms. ^-^i A

2 Are Tve not tending upward too, .<0^

As fast as time can move ? ,^

Nor should vre wish our hours more '

slow, To keep us from our love,

3 AThy should we tremble to convey

Their bodies to the tomb ? There the dear iiesli of Jesus lay. And left a long perfume.

4 The graves of all the saints He blest,

And softened every bed; Where should the dying members rest, But with their dying Head ?

5 Thence He arose, ascending high,

And showed our feet the way ; Up to the Lord our flesh shall lly, At the great rising day. H ^

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Why should we start and fear to die r What timorous worms wc mortals are!

Death is the gate to endless joy. And yet wc dread to enter there.

2 The pains, the groans and dying strife. Fright our approaching souls away ; Still we shrink back again to life. Fond of our prison and our clay.

?> 0 if my Lord would come and meet, Mj soul would stretch her wings in haste, Fly fearless through death's iron gate. Nor feel the terrors as she passed.

4 Jesus can make a dying bed

Feel soft as downy pillows are, While on his breast I Jean my head. And breathe my life out sweetly there.

THE- HOLY SPIRIT. IT

THE HOLY SPIRIT, ill C. M.

Come, Holy Spirit heavenly Dove, With all thy quickening powers:

Kindle a flame of sacred love In these cold hearts of ours.

2 Look, how we grovel here below, Fond of these trifling toys : Our souls can neither lly nor go To reach eternal joys.

■^ 3 Dear Lord ; and shall we ever live At this poor dying rate ; Our love so faint, so cold to thee. And thine co us so great ?

4 Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove, With all thy quickening powers : t Come, shed abroad a Saviour's love, f And that shall kindle ours.

112 S. M.

Come, holy Spirit, come ; Let thy bright l&eams arise ;

IIG HEATEy. .

Dispel the darkness from our minds. And open thou our eyes.

2 Revive our drooping faith ;

Our doubts and fears remove; And kindle in our breasts the flame Of never djing love.

3 Convince us of our sin,

Tlien lead to Jesus' blood ; And to our wondering view reveal The gracious love of God.

4 Dwell, therefore, in our hearts;

Our mind from bondage free ; Then shall we know, and praise, and love, The Father, Son, aud Thee.

HEAVEN. 113 8 s & 7 s.

In the christian's home in glory, There remains a land of rest, "Where the Saviour's gone before me, To fulfil my soul's requesr. On the other side ot Jordan, In the sweet fields of Eden,

ir

There is rest for you, There is rest for the weary, There is rest for you.

2 He is fitting up my mansion,

"Which cternall}'- shall stand ; For my stay shall not he transient, In that holy happy land. On the other, &c.

3 Pain and sickness ne'er shall enter,

Grief nor woe my lot shall share ; But in that celestial centre, I a crown of life shall wear. &c.

4 Sing, 0 sing ye heirs of glory,

Shout your triumphs as you g« ; Zion's gates will open for you. You shall find an entrance thro'. On the other, &c.

114 C. M.

Jerusalem, my happy home.

Name ever dear to me ! sWhen shall my labors have an end. In joy, and peace and thee ?

l^

When shall these eyes thy hcavcn- built walls

And pearly gates behold ? Thy bulwarksj with salvation strong.

And streets of shining gold .'

0 when, thou city of my God,

Shall I thy courts ascend, W^here congregations ne'er break up.

And Sabbaths have no end ?

There happier bo w'rs than J^den's bloom

Nor sin nor sorrow know : Klest seats, through rude and stormy scenes,

I onward press to you.

Why should I shrink at pain and woe.

Or feel at death, dismay .'' I've Canaan's goodly land in view,

And realms of endless day.

Apostles, martyrs, prophets there

Around my Saviour stand ; ,\ nd soon my friends, in Christ, below.

Will join the glorious band.

HEAVEN. 119

•j C. M.

• >>• Jordan's stormy banks I stand,

And cast a wishful eye to Canaan's fair and liajipy land,

Wkere my possessions lie.

•J O the transporting, rapturous scene, That rises to my sight ; Sweet fields arrayed in living green, And rivers of delight.

()n all those wide-extended plains

Shines one eternal day ; There God the Son for ever reigns,

And scatters night away.

]](> C. M.

Thrhe is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign ;

hifmite day excludes the night, And pleasures banish pain.

2 There everlasting spring abides,

And never withering tiowers ;

Death, like a narrow sea, divides

This heavenly land from ours.

120 HEAVEN.

3 S\rect fields bc3^ond the swelling flood.

Stand dressed in living green ;

So to the Jews old Canaan stood,

While Jordan rolled between.

4 But timorous mortals start and shrink,

To cross this narrow sea; And linger, fihivering on the brink. And fear to launch awa3^

Those gloomy doubts that rise, And see the Canaan that we love With unbeclouded eyes:

6 Could we but climb where Moses stood, And vievr' the landscape o'er; Not Jordan's stream, nor death's cold flood Should fright us from the shore.

117 8 s & 6 s.

Tir'RE is an hour of peaceful rest.

To mourning wand'rers given :

There is a joy for souls distressed,

A balm for every wounded breast,

'Tis found alone — in heaven.

HEAVEX. 121

2 There is a home for weary souls, By sin and sorrow driven ; When toss'd on life's temptuous shoals, "Where storms arise and ocean rolls, And all is drear — but heaven.

Z There faith lifts up her cheerful eye, To brighter prospects given ; And views the temptest passing by. Sees evening shadows quickly tly, And all serene — in heaven.

4 There fragrant flowers immortal bloom And joys supreme are given; There rays divine disperse the gloom; — Beyond ihe conllues of the tomb, Appears the dawn — of heaven.

118 C. M. ■

When I can read my title clear

To mansions in the skies, I bid farewell to every fear,

And wipe my weeping eyes.

2 Should earth against my soul engage. And hellish darts be hurl'd, Then I can smile at Satan's rac;e,

J li2 HEAVEN.

And face a frowning worid.

Z Let cares like a wild deluge come, And storms of sorrow fall, May I but safely reach my home. My God, my heaven, my all!

4 There shall I bathe my weary soul I In seas of heavenly rest, And not a wave of trouble roll Across my peaceful breast.

119 6 s & 5 s.

When shall we meet again ?

Meet ne'er to sever ? When will Peace wreathe her chain

Round us forever ? Our hearts will ne'er repose. Safe from each blast that blows. In this dark vale of woes :

Never, no, never !

3 Up to that world of light, Take us, dear Saviour! May we all there unite,

Ilappy forever ! Where kindred spirits dwell,

HEAVEN. Jl!-

There may our music swell, And time our joys dispel Never, no, never !

vSoon shall we meet again,

Meet ne'er to sever; Soon will Peace wreathe her chain

Kouiui us forever : Our lioarts will then repose. Secure from wordly woes : Our songs of praise shall close

Never, no, never !

DOXOLO GIES .

C. M.

Let God the Father, and the Son,

And Spirit be adored. Where there are works to make him known

Or saints to love the Lord.

C. M.

To Father, Son and Holy Ghost,

The God whom we adore, He glory as it wa«:, is now, ^

And shall be evermore.

124 DOXOLOGIES.

L. M.

Praise God, from whom all blessings flow Praise him, all creatures here below : Praise him above, ye heavenly host; Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.

S. M.

Ye angels round the throne, And saints that dwell below,

"W^orship the Father, love the Son. And bless the Sjiirit too.

II. M.

To God the Father's throne,

Perpetual honors raise ; (Jlory to God the Son,

To God the Spirit praise: "With all our powers, eternal King, Thy name we sing, while faith adores.

7 s.

Sing we to our God above, Praise eternal as his love : ]^ra,ise him, all ye heavenly host. Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.

INDEX OF FIRST LINES.

THE NUMBERS KKFER TO THE PAGES OF THE BOOK,

Page.

A charare to keep I have, 4 . . . Z-2

^Acr.ordine: to thj* irr;icii>u8 "wonl, IS

Aias and did iny Snv our bleed, !(•

All hail tlie pow?r of Jesus' name, 20

Atn I a soldier of the Cross 32

Amazine:.grace how ev.-eet the pound, 34

Andean "I yet delay 7S

And will the Judge descend 107

Anoth r eix day's work ia done, 30

Approach rav poul the mercy-seat, o

Awaked -y Sinai'e awful sound, 59

Awake mj- goul, stretch evei-y nerve, 4

Awake our souls, away o'-ir fears, 5

Before Jehovah's awful throne, 6

Behold what w.vndrous srace, 34

Bk'ss'd are the souls that Iiear and know, .... 7

Bless'd he the everlastin<< Q-od, 7

Blow ye the trumpet blow, S

Ch Idren of the heavenly Kiner, 35

Come Holy Spirit, come, . . T 115

Come Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove, 115

Come hnrn'ole «inncr in wltose breast, 79

Come let us join our cheerful songs, 11

Com' my soul, thy suit prepare, 10

Come thou Fount of every blessing, 12

Come ye weary, beavy laden, . . ..... 61

J6 IN^DEX OF FIRST LINES.

Delay not, delay not,' O pinner, draw noar, ... fi^

Dread Sovereign, let my evening song, ;»:'.

K.ither of moreies, in thy vor.-i, . . , IJ

Kreq^ueut the day of God letuins, in

<3^ently, Lord, O ! gently lead us, ?>>^

(3ive to tlie winds thy iearB, !»'.?

Ood is tho refuge of hi-A paints, 100

(iod movefl in amyeterinus way, M

Guide, mi, O thou great Jehovah, MT

Hark the voice of love and mercy, . 'iJ ^

Hnsten, O sinner, to bu wise, 0:^.

H<.'fir whtti the voice from heaven proclaims, . . lO*'

How calm and beautiful the moin, . , 9::

How tirm a foundation y© saints of tho Lord, . . lO'J

How happy are they, ST

How lost was ny condition or>

LIow ofi have sin and eatan strove, 101

How tedious and tasteless the ho'ire, 4i>

How sweet and awful is the place, 1"

How Bweet the namo of Jesus sounds, 21

1 heard the voice ©f Jesus say,

I lay my sins on Jesua, 51

Pm a pilgrim, 4'2

I'm not aeliamed 1o own my Lord, .,,.... 4:'.

Ill all ray Lord's appoiii tea way, ....,-.. 44

In the Chrit-tian's home in glory, . 116

I was a wandering sheep, . . . , 41

, Jerusalem, my happy home, 417

J eeas, and shall it ever be, • . . . 27

.lesus, I come to thee, 84

r'esus, I love thy charming name, . . , "U

Jesus, lover of my soul,

Jc8«9, my all, t« heaven is gone i • • ^^

JuBt as I ?m— without one p!ea S'i

INDEX OF FIRST LINKS. I'JT

I, ot carnal minds the world piirsup, 8:5

Lo ! He comos with Gtonds aei»ceiKling, ...... 10f»

Lo ! oti a narrow nock of land, 11*»

Lord in the morninar thou shajt hear. • 96

Lord tuoa wilt hear me when I pray, 94

liOrd, we oome before thee now, 14

Mid Bcenee of confiiBion, ... - 4'*^

My days are crliding swiftly by, 4'<

My soul be on thy g-uard, - . . . . 4**

My times al^} in thy hand, r.>

iS'carer my God to thee, 51

Not. all the blood of beasts, 24

Now is the the accepted time, • 6'.

Now the bhadcs of night are gone, Qr,

(> '. for a ciosev walk with God, ........ |^v

O ! for a thouPHDd tongues to ping, ... - . . 2;>

<>, happy day that stays my choice, ^*

<) Lord, another day is flown, . , ' ^rt

^)! that the Lord would guide my ways, .... ^^

O tho\t from whom all goodness iiowB. - . . . . V>^

'^ where shall rest be found, ti

' there is above all others, - ~^>

Jordan's stormy banks I stand, . • lir<

: used in a gulf of deep despair, <)4

■?crvedfl)y thine Almighty pov,-er, So

rostrate, dear Jesus, at thy feet, 8'

i ; ret urn O wanderer, 6'

' ickof Ageacieftforme, 2^:

..vation, O the joyfnl sound 57

ftuviour breathe an evening blessing, 97

Hiiviour visit ihy plant.ition, 57

Hiiy. Brother will you meet ns, 5?

Hhj sinnor haih a voice within, ... - 67

See tb' Eternal Judge desoonding Ill

128 INDEX OF FIRST DINES.

Bhow pitj' Lord, O Lord forgive, ........ 86

Hinner art thou still pecure, «s

Sinners turn, why -will 3-e die, P9

Sinners, we nre sent to bid you, 70

Sinne:-^, will ye scorn the meeBfig-e, 11

Stop, poor sinner, stop t»nd think, 7o

There is a fountain filled with blood, -...-- 29

There is a land of pure tlelierbt, lln

There \e fin hour of peaceful rest, 1'2<1

The voiiie of free grace cries escape, 74

Ti.« a poit I loni: to know, R7

To morrow. Lord, is thine, -' 76

T was on that dark and di.'leful night, 30

Vain dduHve wcrkl, adieu, 8S

"What various hindrances we meet, - 1<>

■When T can read my title clear, l'2l

When I survey thy'Tvondroun cross, SI

When marshalled on the nitfhtly plain, *.»■.< J

When r ping from the bed of death, llli i

When phall we meet again, 12*2 I

When einfi and fears prevailing rine, VM> |

"When tV on my righteous Judge ehall corae, - - 14

While life prolongr? its precious light, 77

Why do wfl mourn departea friends, llC

Why ehould avc start and fear to die, 114

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