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ADDITIONAL 


HYMNS, 

ADOPTED  BY  THE 

GENERAL    SYNOD, 

OF   THE 

Heformctr  Hutch  ©fturcfi, 

IN 

NORTH  AMERICA, 

AT  THEIR  SESSION,    JUNE,     1831, 

AND  AUTHORIZED  TO  BE  USED    IN    THE    CHURCHES 
UNDER  THEIR   CARE. 

We  \  or  \ 


PHILADELPHIA: 
PUBLISHED  BY  G    W.  MENTZ  &l  SON. 

1831. 


u  Entered  according  to  act  of  Congress,  in  the  year 
1831 ,  by  Isaac  L.  Kipp,  (on  behalf  of  the  General  Synod 
of  the  Reformed  Protestant  Dutch  Church,)  in  the 
Clerk's  office  of  the  District  Court  of  the  Southern 
District  of  New  York." 


EXTRACTS 

From  the  Jets  and  Proceedings  of  the  General  Synod  of 
the  Reformed  Dutch  Church  in  North  America. 

Session,  June,  1830. 
Resolved,  That  the  Rev.  Thomas  De  Witt,  D.  D., 
William  M'Murray,  D.  D.,  Isaac  Ferris,  and  the  elders 
Peter  D.  Vroom,  Jr.,  and  John  D.  Keese,be  a  committee 
to  select  from  the  different  collections  now  published, 
Hymns  on  a  variety  of  subjects,  to  constitute  the  second 
Book  of  Hymns,  to  be  added  to  those  now  in  use  in  all 
future  editions  of  our  Psalm  and  Hymn  Book,  and  that 
said  committee  report  such  selection  to  the  next  General 
Synod  for  their  approbation. 

In  Session,  June,  1831. 
The  committee  appointed  by  the  last  General  Synod, 
reported  a  selection  of  Hymns.    Whereupon  the  follow- 
ing resolutions  were  adopted. 

1.  Resolved,  That  the  said  additional  Hymns  reported 
by  the  committee  appointed  by  General  Synod  in  1830, 
be  accepted,  ordered  to  be  published  as  a  second  book  of 
Hymns,  and  authorized  to  be  used  by  the  churches  in  the 
same  manner  as  the  psalms  and  hymns  now  in  use. 

2.  Resolved,  That  all  future  editions  of  the  Psalm  Book 
shall  contain  the  additional  Hymns,  together  with  the 
canons  of  the  church,  as  soon  as  the  Board  of  Direction 
of  the  Corporation  shall  be  able  to  make  the  necessary 
arrangements  with  the  Publisher. 

3.  Resolved,  That  a  separate  edition  of  the  additional 
Hymns  be  published. 


IV  ACTS  AND  PROCEEDINGS. 


2or- 


4.  Resolved,  That  the  Board  of  Direction  of  the  Cor- 
poration be  directed  to  take  out  separate  Copy-Rights 
for  each  of  the  books,  and  authorize  their  publication; 
and  that  they  superintend  the  publication  of  the  first  edi- 
tion of  each  book. 


ADDITIONAL 

hymns: 

Perfections  of  God. 

HYMN   1.     L.  M. 
Creation  Praising  God. 

THE  spacious  firmament  on  high, 
With  all  the  blue  etherial  sky, 
And  spangled  heav'ns  a  shining  frame, 
\     Their  great  Original  proclaim. 
y  The  unwearied  sun,  from  day  to  day, 
\  Does  his  Creator's  pow'r  display, 
\  And  publishes  to  every  land, 
\The  work  of  an  Almighty  hand. 

3  Soon  as  the  evening  shades  prevail, 
The  moon  takes  up  the  wondrous  tale; 
And,  nightly,  to  the  listening  earth, 
Repeats  the  story  of  her  birth; 

4  Whilst  all  the  stars  that  round  her  burn, 
And  all  the  planets  in  their  turn, 
Confirm  the  tidings  as  they  roll, 

And  spread  the  truth  from  pole  to  pole. 

5  What  though  in  solemn  silence  all 
Move  round  this  dark  terrestrial  ball; 
What  though  no  real  voice  nor  sound 
Amidst  their  radiant  orbs  be  found; 

a  2 


A  PERFECTIONS  OF  GOD. 

6  In  reason's  ear  they  all  rejoice, 
And  utter  forth  a  glorious  voice, 
For  ever  singing  as  they  shine, 
"  The  hand  that  made  us  is  divine." 

HYMN  2.     C.  M. 

Sovereignty  and  Decrees  of  God. 

1  "IT'"  EEP  silence — all  created  things, 
JV  And  wait  your  Maker's  nod: 

My  soul  stands  trembling  while  she  sings 
The  honours  of  her  God. 

2  Life,  death,  and  hell,  and  worlds  unknown, 

Hang  on  his  firm  decree; 
He  sits  on  no  precarious  throne, 
Nor  borrows  leave — to  be. 

3  Chain'd  to  his  throne  a  volume  lies, 

With  all  the  fates  of  men; 
With  every  angel's  form  and  size, 
Drawn  by  th'  eternal  pen. 

4  His  providence  unfolds  the  book, 

And  makes  his  counsels  shine; 
Ea^h  opening  leaf,  and  ev'ry  stroke, 
•fulfils  some  deep  design. 

5  (Here  he  exalts  neglected  worms, 

To  sceptres  and  a  crown; 
And  there,  the  following  page  he  turns, 
And  treads  the  monarch  down. 

6  Not  Gabriel  asks  the  reason  why, 

Nor  God  the  reason  gives; 
Nor  dares  the  favourite  angel  pry, 
Between  the  folded  leaves.) 

7  My  God,  I  would  not  long  to  see 

My  fate,  with  curious  eyes; 


PERFECTIONS  OF  GOD.  3,  4 

What  gloomy  lines  are  writ  for  me, 
Or  what  bright  scenes  may  rise. 

8  In  thy  fair  book  of  life  and  grace, 
O  may  I  find  my  name, 
Recorded  in  some  humble  place, 
Beneath  my  Lord — the  Lamb. 

HYMN  3.     C.  M. 

Love  of  God. 

1  £^  OME,  ye  that  know  and  fear  the  Lord, 
\J  And  lift  your  souls  above; 

Let  every  heart  and  voice  accord, 
To  sing  that  God  is  love. 

2  This  precious  truth  his  word  declares, 

And  all  his  mercies  prove; 

Jesus,  the  gift  of  gifts  appears 

To  show,  that  God  is  love. 

3  Sinai,  in  clouds,  and  smoke,  and  fire, 

Thunders  his  dreadful  name; 
But  Zion  sings,  in  melting  notes, 
The  honours  of  the  Lamb. 

4  In  all  his  doctrines  and  commands, 

His  counsels  and  designs — 
In  ev'ry  work  his  hands  have  fram'd 
His  love  supremely  shines. 

5  Angels  and  men  the  news  proclaim, 

Through  earth  and  heaven  above, 
The  joyful  and  transporting  news, 
That  God,  the  Lord,  is  love. 

HYMN  4.*  C.  M. 

Goodness  of  God. 
m   rilHY  goodness,  Lord,  our  souls  confess, 
1     Thy  goodness  we  adore, 


PERFECTIONS  OF  GOD. 


A  spring  whose  blessings  never  fail, 
A  sea  without  a  shore. 

2  Sun,  moon,  and  stars,  thy  love  attest, 

In  every  golden  ray; 
Love  draws  the  curtains  of  the  night, 
And  love  brings  back  the  day. 

3  Thy  bounty  every  season  crowns, 

With  all  the  bliss  it  yields; 
With  joyful  clusters  loads  the  vines — 
With  strength'ning  grain  the  fields. 

4  But  chiefly  thy  compassion,  Lord, 

Is  in  the  gospel  seen; 
There  like  a  sun  thy  mercy  shines, 
Without  a  cloud  between. 

5  Pardon,  acceptance,  peace,  and  joy, 

Through  Jesus'  name  are  given; 
He  on  the  cross  was  lilted  high, 
That  we  might  reign  in  heaven. 

HYMN  5.     L.  M. 

Loving-kindness  of  God. 

1  A   WAKE  my  soul  to  joyful  lays, 

j\    And  sing  the  great  Redeemer's  praise; 
He  justly  claims  a  song  from  me, 
His  loving-kindness,  Oh,  how  free! 

2  He  saw  me  ruin'd  in  the  fall, 
Yet  lov'd  me  notwithstanding  all: 
He  sav'd  me  from  my  lost  estate, 
His  loving-kindness,  Oh,  how  great! 

3  Tho'  numerous  hos&  of  mighty  foes, 
Tho'  earth  and  hell  my  way  oppose, 
He  safely  leads  my  soul  along, 

His  loving-kindness,  Oh,  how  strong! 


PERFECTIONS  OF  GOD. 

When  trouble,  like  a  gloomy  cloud, 
Has  gather'd  thick,  and  thunder'd  loud, 
He  near  my  soul  has  always  stood,, 
His  loving-kindness,  Oh,  how  good! 
Often  I  feel  my  sinful  heart, 
Prone  from  my  Jesus  to  depart; 
But  though  I  have  him  oft  forgot, 
His  loving-kindness  changes  not. 

Soon  shall  I  pass  the  gloomy  vale, 
Soon  all  my  mortal  power  must  fail; 
Oh!  may  my  last  expiring  breath 
His  loving-kindness  sing  in  death. 

Then  let  me  mount  and  soar  away 
To  the  bright  world  of  endless  day, 
And  sing  with  rapture,  and  surprise, 
His  loving-kindness  in  the  skies. 

HYMN  6.     P.  M.  6,  4. 

Praise  to  the  Trinity. 

COME,  thou  Almighty  King, 
Help  us  thy  name  to  sing, 

Help  us  to  praise! 
Father  all  glorious, 
O'er  all  victorious, 
Come  and  reign  over  us, 

Ancient  of  days. 
Jesus,  our  Lord,  arise, 
Scatter  our  enemies, 

And  make  them  fall! 
Let  thine  almighty  aid 
Our  sure  defence  be  made: 
Our  souls  on  thee  be  stay'd: 

Lord,  hear  our  call! 


ADVENT  OF  CHRIST. 

Come,  thou  incarnate  Word, 
Gird  on  thy  mighty  sword; 

Our  prayer  attend! 
Come,  and  thy  people  bless, 
And  give  thy  word  success; 
Spirit  of  holiness, 

On  us  descend! 
Come,  holy  Comforter, 
Thy  sacred  witness  bear, 

In  this  glad  hour! 
Thou,  who  almighty  art, 
Now  rule  in  every  heart, 
And  ne'er  from  us  depart, 

Spirit  of  power. 
To  the  great  One  in  Three, 
The  highest  praises  be, 

Hence  evermore! 
His  sovereign  majesty, 
May  we  in  glory  see, 
And  to  eternity 

Love  and  adore. 


Advent  of  Christ. 

HYMN  7.     C.  M. 
Nativity  of  Christ. 

1  lfc/l~ORTALS,  awake,  with  angels  join, 

1  V  I    And  chant  the  solemn  lay: 
Joy,  love,  and  gratitude,  combine 
To  hail  the  auspicious  day. 

2  In  heav'n  the  rapt'rous  song  began, 

And  sweet  seraphic  fire 


ADVENT  OF    CHRIST.  B 

Through  all  the  shining  legions  ran, 

And  strung  and  tun'd  the  lyre. 
Swift,  through  the  vast  expanse,  it  flew, 

And  loud  the  echo  roll'd; 
The  theme,  the  song,  the  joy  was  new, 

'Twas  more  than  heaven  could  hold. 
Down  through  the  portals  of  the  sky 

Th'  impetuous  torrent  ran; 
And  angels  flew  with  eager  joy, 

To  bear  the  news  to  man. 
Hark!  the  cherubic  armies  shout, 

And  glory  leads  the  song; 
Good  will  and  peace  are  heard  throughout 

Th'  harmonious  heavenly  throng. 

HYMN  8.     P.M.    11,  10. 
Star  in  the  East. 

BRIGHTEST,  and  best  of  the  sons  of  the 
morning, 
Dawn  on  our  darkness,  and  lend  us  thine 
aid; 
Star  of  the  East,  the  horizon  adorning, 

Guide  where  our  infant  Redeemer  is  laid. 
Cold  on  his  cradle,  the  dew  drops  are  shining, 
Low  lies  his  bed,  with  the  beasts  of  the 
stall; 
Angels  adore  him,  in  slumber  reclining, 

Maker,  and  Monarch,  and  Saviour  of  all. 
Say,  shall  we  yield  him  in  costly  devotion, 

Odours  of  Edom,  and  offerings  divine, 
Gems  of  the  mountain,   and  pearls  of  the 
ocean, 
Myrrh  from  the  forest,  and  gold  from  the 
mine? 


9  ADVENT  OF  CHRIST. 

4  Vainly  we  offer  each  ample  oblation, 

Vainly  with  gold  would  his  favours  secure; 
Richer  by  far  is  the  heart's  adoration, 

Dearer  to  God  are  the  pray'rs  of  the  poor. 

5  Brightest,  and  best  of  the  sons  of  the  morn- 

ing, 
Dawn  on  our  darkness,  and  lend  us  thine 

aid; 
Star  of  the  East,  the  horizon  adorning, 
Guide  where  our  infant  Redemer  is  laid. 

HYMN  9.     L.  M. 
The  Star  of  Bethlehem. 

1  %  VTHEN  marshall'd  on  the  nightly  plain, 

f  f     The  glittering  host  bestud  the  sky; 
One  star  alone  of  all  the  train, 

Can  fix  the  sinner's  wandering  eye. 

2  Hark!  hark!  to  God  the  chorus  breaks, 

From  every  host,  from  every  gem: 
But  one  alone  the  Saviour  speaks, 
It  is  the  star  of  Bethlehem. 

3  Once  on  the  raging  seas  I  rode, 

The  storm  was  loud,  the  night  was  dark, 
The  ocean  yawn'd,  and  rudely  blovv'd 

The  wind  that  toss'd  my  found'ring  bark. 

4  Deep  horror  then  my  vitals  froze, 

Death-struck,  I  ceas'd  the  tide  to  stem: 
When  suddenly  a  star  arose, 
It  was  the  star  of  Bethlehem. 

5  It  was  my  guide,  my  light,  my  all, 

It  bade  my  dark  forebodings  cease; 
And  through  the  storm  and  danger's  thrall. 
It  led  me  to  the  port  of  peace. 


CHARACTERS  OF   CHRIST.  10 

Now  safely  moor'd — my  perils  o'er, 
I'll  sing,  first  in  night's  diadem, 

Forever  and  forevermore, 

The  star — the  star  of  Bethlehem! 


Characters  of  Christ. 

HYMN  10.     C.  M. 

The  fountain  of  Christ's  blood. 

1  npHERE  is  a  fountain  fill'd  with  blood, 

1      Drawn  from  Emmanuel's  veins; 
And  sinners,  plung'd  beneath  that  flood, 
Lose  all  their  guilty  stains. 

2  The  dying  thief  rejoic'd  to  see 

That  fountain,  in  his  day; 
And  there  may  I,  as  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  sav'd,  to  sin  no  more. 

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

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

5  Then  in  a  nobler,  sweeter  song, 

I'll  sing  thy  power  to  save; 
When  this  poor  lisping,  stamm'ring  tongue, 
Lies  silent  in  the  grave. 

B 


11,    12  CHARACTERS  OF  CHRIST. 

HYMN   11.     L.  M. 
Christ  the  Physician  of  Souls. 

1  T^EEP    are    the   wounds   which    sin    has 
J_r   made; 

Where  shall  the  sinner  find  a  cure? 
In  vain,  alas,  is  nature's  aid — 

The  work  exceeds  all  nature's  power* 

2  And  can  no  sov'reign  balm  be  found? 

And  is  no  kind  physician  nigh, 
To  ease  the  pain  and  heal  the  wound, 
Ere  life  and  hope  forever  fly? 

3  There  is  a  great  physician  near, 

Look  up,  O!  fainting  soul,  and  live; 
See,  in  his  heavenly  smiles,  appear 
Such  ease  as  nature  cannot  give! 

4  See,  in  the  Saviour's  dying  blood, 

Life,  health,  and  bliss  abundant  flow! 
'Tis  only  this  dear  sacred  flood 

Can  ease  thy  pain  and  heal  thy  woe. 

HYMN   12.     L.  M. 

Christ  an  hiding  place. 

1  1   TAIL,  sov'reign  love,  that  first  began 
JLJL  The  scheme  to  rescue  fallen  man! 
Hail,  matchless,  free,  eternal  grace, 
That  gave  my  soul  a  hiding  place. 

2  Against  the  God  that  rules  the  sky, 
I  fought  with  hands  uplifted  high; 
Despis'd  the  offers  of  his  grace, 
Too  proud  to  seek  a  hiding  place. 

3  Enwrapp'd  in  dark  Egyptian  night, 
And  fond  of  darkness  more  than  light, 


CHARACTERS  OF   CHRIST.  13 

Madly  I  ran  the  sinful  race, 
Secure  without  a  hiding  place. 

4  But  thus  th'  eternal  counsel  ran: 

"  Almighty  love!  arrest  the  man:" 
I  felt  the  arrows  of  distress, 
And  found  I  had  no  hiding  place. 

5  Vindictive  justice  stood  in  view: 
To  Sinai's  fiery  mount  I  flew; 

But  justice  cry'd  with  frowning  face, 
"  This  mountain  is  no  hiding  place." 

6  But  lo!  a  heavenly  voice  I  heard — 
And  mercy's  angel  soon  appear'd; 
Who  led  me  on  a  pleasing  pace, 
To  Jesus  Christ,  my  hiding  place. 

7  On  him  Almighty  vengeance  fell, 
Which  must  have  sunk  a  world  to  hell, 
He  bore  it  for  his  chosen  race, 

And  now  he  is  my  hiding  place. 

8  A  few  more  rolling  suns  at  most, 
Will  land  me  on  fair  Canaan's  coast; 
There  I  shall  sing  the  song  of  grace, 
And  see  my  glorious  hiding  place. 

HYMN  13.     L.  M. 
Christ  our  sympathizing  High  Priest. 

1  %  VJTHERE    high     the     heavenly    temple 

▼  f      stands, 
The  house  of  God  not  made  with  hands; 
A  great  high  priest  our  nature  wears, 
Our  friend,  and  advocate  appears. 

2  Though  now  ascended  up  on  high, 
He  bends  on  earth,  a  brother's  eye, 
Partaker  of  the  human  name, 

He  knows  the  frailtv  of  our  frame. 


14  CHARACTERS  OF  CHRIST. 

3  Our  fellow  sufferer  yet  retains 
A  fellow  feeling  of  our  pains, 
And  still  remembers  in  the  skies, 
His  tears,  his  agonies,  and  cries. 

4  In  every  pang  that  rends  the  heart, 
The  man  of  sorrow  had  a  part; 
He  sympathizes  with  our  grief, 
And  to  the  sufferer  sends  relief. 

5  With  boldness  therefore  at  the  throne, 
Let  us  make  all  our  sorrows  known; 
And  ask  the  aid  of  heav'nly  power 
To  help  us  in  the  evil  hour. 

HYMN  14.     L.  M. 

Christ  our  Example. 

1  A  ND  is  the  gospel  peace  and  love? 
jfjL  Such  let  our  conversation  be; 
The  serpent  blended  with  the  dove, — 
Wisdom  and  meek  simplicity. 

2  Whene'er  the  angry  passions  rise, 

And  tempt  our  thoughts  or  tongues  to  strife; 
To  Jesus  let  us  lift  our  eyes, 
Bright  pattern  of  the  Christian  life. 

3  O,  how  benevolent  and  kind! 
How  mild — how  ready  to  forgive! 
Be  this  the  temper  of  our  mind, 
And  these  the  rules  by  which  we  live. 

4  To  do  his  heav'nly  Father's  will, 
Was  his  employment  and  delight; 
Humility  and  holy  zeal 

Shone  through  his  life  divinely  bright. 

5  Dispensing  good  Where'er  he  came, 
The  labours  of  his  life  were  love; 


PRAISE  TO  THE  REDEEMER.  1  5,    1  6 

Then,  if  we  bear  the  Saviours  name, 
By  his  example  let  us  move. 

HYMN  15.     P.  M.  7. 
Christ  the  Rock  of  Ages. 

ROCK  of  ages!  cleft  for  me, 
Let  me  hide  myself  in  thee; 
Let  the  water  and  the  blood, 
From  thy  side,  a  healing  flood, 
Be  of  sin  the  double  cure, 
Save  from  wrath,  and  make  me  pure. 
Should  my  tears  forever  flow, 
Should  my  zeal  no  languor  know, 
This  for  sin  could  not  atone, 
Thou  must  save,  and  thou  alone: 
In  my  hand  no  price  I  bring, 
Simply  to  thy  cross  I  cling. 
While  I  draw  this  fleeting  breath, 
When  mine  eye-lids  close  in  death, 
When  I  rise  to  worlds  unknown, 
And  behold  thee  on  thy  throne, — 
Rock  of  ages!  cleft  for  me, 
Let  me  hide  myself  in  thee! 


Praise  to  the  Redeemer. 

HYMN  16.     C.  M. 
Coronation  of  Christ. 

ALL  hail  the  pow'r  of  Jesus'  name! 
Let  angels  prostrate  fall, 
Bring  forth  the  royal  diadem, 
And  crown  him — Lord  of  all. 
b  2 


17  PRAISE  TO  THE  REDEEMER. 

2  Crown  him,  ye  martyrs  of  our  God, 

Who  from  his  altar  call; 
Extol  the  stem  of  Jesse's  rod, 
And  crown  him — Lord  of  all. 

3  Hail  him,  ye  heirs  of  David's  line, 

Whom  David,  Lord  did  call; 

The  God  incarnate!  Man  Divine! 

And  crown  him — Lord  of  all. 

4  Ye  chosen  seed  of  Israel's  race, 

Ye  ransom'd  from  the  fall, 
Hail  him  who  saves  you  by  his  grace, 
And  crown  him — Lord  of  all. 

5  Sinners,  whose  love  can  ne'er  forget 

The  wormwood  and  the  gall, 
Go,  spread  your  trophies  at  his  feet, 
And  crown  him — Lord  of  all. 

6  Let  every  kindred,  every  tribe, 

On  this  terrestrial  ball, 
To  him  all  majesty  ascribe, 
And  crown  him — Lord  of  all. 

7  Oh,  that  with  yonder  sacred  throng, 

We  at  his  feet  may  fall; 
We'll  join  the  everlasting  song, 
And  crown  him — Lord  of  all. 

HYMN   17.     P.  M.  6,  4. 
Worthy  the  Lamb. 
1    |^1  LORY  to  God  on  high; 

\Jf  Let  heaven  and  earth  reply — 

Praise  ye  his  Name! 
His  love  and  grace  adore, 
Who  all  our  sorrows  bore; 
And  sing  forevermore — 
Worthy  the  Lamb. 


PRAISE  TO  THE  REDEEMER.  18 

2  All  they  around  the  throne, 
Cheerfully  join  in  one, 

Praising  his  name; 
We,  who  have  felt  his  blood, 
Sealing  our  peace  with  God, 
Sound  his  dear  name  abroad — 

Worthy  the  Lamb. 

3  Join  all  ye  ransom'd  race, 
Our  Lord  and  God  to  bless; 

Praise  ye  his  name: 
In  him  we  will  rejoice, 
And  make  a  joyful  noise, 
Shouting  with  heart  and  voice — 

Worthy  the  Lamb. 

4  What  tho'  we  change  our  place — 
Yet  we  shall  never  cease 

Praising  his  name: 
To  him  our  songs  we  bring — 
Hail  him  our  gracious  King, 
And  without  ceasing  sing, 

Worthy  the  Lamb. 

HYMN   18.     H.  M. 

Praise  to  Christ. 

1  ^lOME,  every  pious  heart 

\J  That  loves  the  Saviour's  name, 

Your  noblest  power  exert 

To  celebrate  his  fame: 
Tell  all  above,  and  all  below, 
The  debt  of  love  to  him  you  owe. 

2  He  left  his  starry  crown, 

And  laid  his  robes  aside; 


19  PRAISE  TO  THE  REDEEMER. 

On  wings  of  love  came  clown, 
And  wept,  and  bled,  and  died: 

What  he  endur'd,  oh,  who  can  tell? 

To  save  our  souls  from  death  and  hell. 

3  From  the  dark  grave  he  rose, 

The  mansion  of  the  dead; 

And  thence  his  mighty  foes 

In  glorious  triumph  led: 
Up  thro'  the  sky  the  conqu'ror  rode, 
And  reigns  on  high  the  Saviour  God. 

4  Jesus,  we  ne'er  can  pay 

The  debt  we  owe  thy  love; 

Yet  tell  us  how  we  may 

Our  gratitude  approve: 
Our  hearts — our  all  to  thee  we  give; 
The  gift,  tho'  small,  do  thou  receive. 

HYMN  19.     P.  M.     8,7. 

Praise  for  Redeeming  Love. 

1  "j  "  ET  us  love,  and  sing,  and  wonder, 
jLJ  Let  us  praise  the  Saviour's  name, 
He  has  hush'd  the  law's  loud  thunder, 

He  has  quench'd  mount  Sinai's  flame: 
He  has  washed  us  with  his  blood; 
He  has  brought  us  nigh  to  God. 

2  Let  us  love  the  Lord  who  bought  us, 

Pitied  us  when  enemies, 
Call'd  us  by  his  grace,  and  taught  us, 
Gave  us  ears,  and  gave  us  eyes; 
He  has  washed  us  with  his  blood, 
He  presents  our  souls  to  God. 

3  Let  us  sing,  though  fierce  temptations 

Threaten  hard  to  bear  us  down! 


THE    HOLY    SPIRIT.  20 

For  the  Lord  our  strong  salvation, 

•  Holds  in  view  the  conqu'ror's  crown: 

He  who  wash'd  us  in  his  blood 

Soon  will  bring  us  home  to  God. 
Let  us  wonder;  grace,  and  justice 

Join,  and  point  to  mercy's  store; 
When,  through  grace,  in  Christ  our  trust  is, 

Justice  smiles,  and  asks  no  more: 

He  who  wash'd  us  with  his  blood, 

Has  secured  our  way  to  God. 
Let  us  praise ,  and  join  the  chorus 

Of  the  saints  enthron'd  on  high; 
Here  they  trusted  him  before  us, 

Now  their  praises  fill  the  sky; 

"  Thou  hast  wash'd  us  with  thy  blood, 

"  Thou  art  worthy,  Lamb  of  God." 
Hark!  the  name  of  Jesus  sounded 

Loud  from  golden  harps  above! 
Lord,  we  blush,  and  are  confounded, 

Faint  our  praises,  cold  our  love: 

Wash  our  souls  and  songs  with  blood, 

For  by  thee  we  come  to  God. 


The  Holy  Spirit. 

HYMN  20.     P.  M.     8,  7. 
The  Holy  Spirit  Invoked. 

HOLY  GHOST,  dispel  our  sadness, 
Pierce  the  clouds  of  sinful  night; 
Come,  thou  source  of  sweetest  gladness, 
Breathe  thy  life,  and  spread  thy  light; 
Loving  Spirit,  God  of  peace, 
Great  distributer  of  grace, 


21  THE    HOLY    SPIRIT. 

Rest  upon  this  congregation! 
Hear,  Oh,  hear  our  supplication. 

2  From  that  height  which  knows  no  measure, 

As  a  gracious  shower  descend: 
Bringing  down  the  richest  treasure 

Man  can  wish,  or  God  can  send. 
O,  thou  Glory  shining  down 
From  the  Father  and  the  Son, 

Grant  us  thy  illumination! 

Rest  on  all  this  congregation. 

3  Come,  thou  best  of  all  donations 

God  can  give,  or  we  implore^ 
Having  thy  sweet  consolations, 

We  need  wish  for  nothing  more: 
Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove, 
Now  descending  from  above, 

Rest  on  all  this  congregation! 

Make  our  hearts  thy  habitation. 

HYMN  21.     L.M. 
Prayer  for  the  Influence  of  the  Spirit. 

1  CI  TAY,  thou  insulted  Spirit,  stay, 

j^  Tho'  I  have  done  thee  such  despite; 
Cast  not  a  sinner  quite  away, 
Nor  take  thine  everlasting  flight: 

2  Though  I  have  most  unfaithful  been 
Of  all  whoe'er  thy  grace  receiv'd, 
Ten  thousand  times  thy  goodness  seen, 
Ten  thousand  times  thy  goodness  griev'd; 

3  Yet  Oh,  the  chief  of  sinners  spare, 
In  honour  of  my  great  High  Priest; 
Nor  in  thy  righteous  anger  swear 

I  shall  not  see  thy  people's  rest 


ALARMING.  22 

If  yet  thou  canst  my  sins  forgive, 
E'en  now,  O  Lord,  relieve  my  woes; 
Into  thy  rest  of  love  receive, 
And  bless  me  with  thy  calm  repose. 
E'en  now  my  weary  soul  release, 
And  raise  me  by  thy  gracious  hand! 
Guide  me  into  thy  perfect  peace, 
And  bring  me  to  the  promis'd  land. 


Alarming. 

HYMN  22.     P.  M.     7's. 
Sinners  Exhorted  in  view  of  Judgment. 

1  O  INNER,  art  thou  still  secure? 
J3  Wilt  thou  still  refuse  to  pray? 
Can  thy  heart  or  hands  endure 

In  the  Lord's  avenging  day? 

2  See,  his  mighty  arm  is  bar'd! 

Awful  terrors  clothe  his  brow! 
For  his  judgment  stand  prepar'd, 
Thou  must  either  break  or  bow. 

3  At  his  presence  nature  shakes, 

Earth  affrighted  hastes  to  flee; 
Solid  mountains  melt  like  wax, 
What  will  then  become  of  thee? 

4  Who  his  advent  may  abide? 

You  that  glory  in  your  shame, 
Will  you  find  a  place  to  hide, 

When  the  world  is  wrapt  in  flame? 

5  Lord,  prepare  \m  by  thy  grace! 

Soon  we  must  resign  our  breath, 
And  our  souls  be  call'd  to  pass 
Through  the  iron  gate  of  death. 


23  ALARMING. 

6  Let  us  now  our  day  improve, 
Listen  to  the  gospel  voice; 
Seek  the  things  that  are  above; 
Scorn  the  world's  pretended  joys. 

HYMN  23.     P.  M.  7,  6. 
The  Alarm. 

1  £1  TOP,  poor  sinner,  stop  and  think; 
j^   Before  you  further  go; 

Will  you  sport  upon  the  brink 

Of  everlasting  wo? 
On  the  verge  of  ruin  stop — 

Now  the  friendly  warning  take — 
Stay  your  footsteps — ere  you  drop 

Into  the  burning  lake. 

2  Say,  have  you  an  arm  like  God, 

That  you  his  will  oppose? 
Fear  ye  not  that  iron  rod 

With  which  he  breaks  his  foes? 
Can  you  stand  in  that  dread  day, 

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

Like  wax  before  the  flame? 

3  Ghastly  death  will  quickly  come, 

And  drag  you  to  his  bar: 
Then  to  hear  your  awful  doom, 

Will  fill  you  with  despair! 
All  your  sins  will  round  you  crowd; 

You  shall  mark  their  crimson  dye; 
Each  for  vengeance  crying  loud, 

And  what  can  you  reply? 

4  Tho*  your  heart  were  made  of  steel, 

Your  forehead  lin'd  with  brass; 


ALARMING.  24,  25 

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." 

HYMN  24.     CM. 
The  broad  and  narrow  ways. 

1  RUNNERS,  behold  that  downward  road 
J5  Which  leads  to  endless  wo; 

What  multitudes  of  thoughtless  souls, 
The  road  to  ruin  go! 

2  But  yonder  see  that  narrow  way 

Which  leads  to  endless  bliss; 

There  see  a  happy,  chosen  few, 

Redeem'd  by  sov'reign  grace. 

3  They  from  destruction's  city  came, 

To  Zion  upward  tend; 
The  Bible  is  their  precious  guide, 
And  God  himself  their  friend. 

4  Lord,  I  would  now  a  pilgrim  be — 

Guide  thou  my  feet  aright; 
I  would  not,  for  ten  thousand  worlds, 
Be  banish'd  from  thy  sight. 

HYMN  25.     H.  M. 
Death  the  close  of  the  day  of  grace. 
1  "VM7HEN  frowning  death  appears, 
▼  Y     And  points  his  fatal  dart, 
What  dark  foreboding  fears 
Distract  the  sinner's  heart! 
The  dreadful  blow 
No  arm  can  stay, 
c 


26  ALARMING. 

But  torn  away, 
He  sinks  to  wo. 

2  Now  ev'ry  hope  denied, 
Bereft  of  every  good, 
He  must  the  wrath  abide 
Of  an  avenging  God; 

No  mercy  there 
Will  greet  his  ear, 
Nor  wipe  the  tear 
Of  black  despair. 

3  Sinners,  awake,  attend, 
And  flee  the  wrath  to  come; 
Make  Christ,  the  Judge,  your  friend, 
And  heaven  shall  be  your  home. 

His  mercy  nigh, 
Now  points  the  path 
That  leads  from  death 
To  joys  on  high. 

HYMN  26.     C.  M. 

The  Sinner  warned  against  abuse  of  the  Divine 
Goodness, 

1  irTNGRATEFUL    sinners,    whence    this 

\^j        scorn 

Of  God's  long  suffering  grace? 
And  whence  this  madness  that  insults 

Th'  Almighty  to  his  face? 

2  Is  it  because  his  patience  waits, 

And  pitying  bowels  move, 
You  multiply  transgressions  more, 
And  scorn  his  ofter'd  lover 

3  Dost  thou  not  know,  self-blinded  man, 

His  goodness  is  design'd 


ALARMING.  27 

To  wake  repentance  in  thy  soul, 
And  melt  thy  harden'd  mind? 

4  And  wilt  thou  rather  choose  to  meet 

Th'  Almighty  as  thy  foe; 
And  treasure  up  his  wrath  in  store 
Against  the  day  of  wo? 

5  Soon  shall  that  fatal  day  approach, 

That  must  thy  sentence  seal, 
And  righteous  judgments,  now  unknown, 
In  awful  pomp  reveal. 

6  While  they  who  full  of  holy  deeds, 

To  glory  seek  to  rise, 
Continuing  patient  to  the  end, 
Shall  gain  th'  immortal  prize. 

HYMN  27.     C.  M. 

Exhortation  to  Repentance. 

1  II  EPENT,  the  voice  celestial  cries, 
JL%;  Nor  longer  dare  delay: 

The  wretch  that  scorns  the  mandate  dies. 
And  meets  a  fiery  day. 

2  No  more  the  sov'reign  eye  of  God 

O'erlooks  the  crimes  of  men; 
His  heralds  are  despatched  abroad 
To  warn  the  world  of  sin. 

3  Together  in  his  presence  bow, 

And  all  your  guilt  confess; 
Accept  the  offer'd  Saviour  now, 
Nor  trifle  with  his  grace. 

4  Bow,  ere  the  awful  trumpet  sound, 

And  call  you  to  his  bar: 
For  mercy  knows  th'  appointed  bound, 
And  turns  to  vengeance  there. 


28,    29  ALARMING. 

5  Amazing  love,  that  yet  will  call, 
And  yet  prolong  our  days! 
Our  hearts,  subdued  by  goodness,  fall, 
And  weep,  and  love,  and  praise. 

HYMN  28.     P.  M.  7. 
To-day )  the  Season  of  Mercy. 

1  T.  TASTEN,  sinner,  to  be  wise; 

I  I    Stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun: 
Wisdom,  if  you  still  despise, 
Harder  is  it  to  be  won. 

2  Hasten,  mercy  to  implore; 

Stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun; 
Lest  thy  season  should  be  o'er, 
Ere  this  ev'ning's  stage  be  run. 

3  Hasten,  sinner,  to  return; 

Stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun; 
Lest  thy  lamp  should  cease  to  burn, 
Ere  salvation's  work  is  done. 

4  Hasten,  sinner,  to  be  blest; 

Stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun; 
Lest  perdition  thee  arrest, 
Ere  the  morrow  is  begun, 

HYMN  29.     L.  M. 
The  striving  of  the  Spirit. 

1  ^1  AY,  sinner,  hath  a  voice  within, 
k3   Oft  whisper'd  to  thy  secret  soul, — 
Urg'd  thee  to  leave  the  ways  of  sin, 

And  yield  thy  heart  to  God's  control? 

2  Hath  something  met  thee  in  the  path 

Of  worldliness  and  vanity, 


INVITING.  30 

And  pointed  to  the  coming  wrath, 

And  warn'd  thee  from  that  wrath  to  flee? 

3  Sinner,  it  was  a  heav'nly  voice, 

It  was  the  Spirit's  gracious  call, 
It  bade  thee  make  the  better  choice, 
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. 

5  God's  Spirit  will  not  always  strive 

With  harden'd,  self-destroying  man; 
Ye,  who  persist  his  love  to  grieve, 
May  never  hear  his  voice  again. 

6  Sinner — perhaps  this  very  day, 

Thy  last  accepted  time  may  be; 
Oh,  should'st  thou  grieve  him  now  away, 
Then  hope  may  never  beam  on  thee. 

Inviting. 

HYMN  30.  L.  M. 
Christ  knocking  at  the  Heart  of  the  Sinner. 

1  1BEHOLD  a  stranger  at  the  door! 

JO  He  gently  knocks,  has  knock'd  before; 
Hath  waited  long — is  waiting  still; 
You  treat  no  other  friend  so  ill. 

2  Oh,  lovely  attitude,  he  stands 

With  melting  heart  and  loaded  hands! 
Oh,  matchless  kindness!  and  he  shows 
This  matchless  kindness  to  his  foes! 

3  But  will  he  prove  a  friend  indeed? 
He  will;  the  very  friend  you  need; 

c  2 


31  INVITING. 

The  friend  of  sinners — yes,  'tis  He, 
With  garments  dy'd  on  Calvary. 

4  Rise,  touch'd  with  gratitude  divine, 
Turn  out  his  enemy  and  thine, 
That  soul-destroying  monster  sin, 
And  let  the  heav'nly  stranger  in. 

5  Admit  him,  ere  his  anger  burn, 
His  feet  departed  ne'er  return; 
Admit  him,  or  the  hour's  at  hand, 
You'll  at  his  door  rejected  stand. 

HYMN  31.     C.  M. 

The  Sinner's  heart  opened. 

1  W M7HO  is  this  stranger  at  the  door, 

f  f     That  would  admission  gain? 
I  know  he  oft  has  knock'd  before, 
Still  he  has  come  again. 

2  I  find  him  knocking  at  my  heart, 

Though  I've  defied  his  will; 
He  waits  to  act  a  gracious  part, 
And  all  his  truth  fulfil. 

3  Too  long,  alas !  I've  entertain'd 

A  soul-destroying  guest, 
Who  took  possession  of  my  heart, 
And  all  my  powers  oppressed. 

4  But  art  thou  not  the  same  that  died 

A  sacrifice  for  sin? 
Then  enter  my  polluted  breast, 
And  make  me  pure  within. 

5  That  grace  that  I've  so  long  abused 

I'd  willingly  receive: 
Dear  Saviour,  teach  me  how  to  pray, 
Lord,  help  me  to  believe ! 


INVITING.  32,  33 

6  My  hungry  soul  would  now  partake 
The  banquet  of  thy  love; 
That  sacred  flesh  and  blood  of  thine, 
Foretaste  of  joys  above. 

HYMN  32.     C.  M. 

The  Value  of  the  Soul. 
HAT  is  the  thing*  of  greatest  price, 


■w 


The  whole  creation  round?- 
That  which  was  lost  in  Paradise, 
That  which  in  Christ  is  found: 

2  The  soul  of  man — Jehovah's  breath — 

That  keeps  two  worlds  at  strife; 
Hell  moves  beneath  to  work  its  death, 
Heaven  stoops  to  give  it  life. 

3  And  is  this  treasure  borne  below, 

In  earthen  vessels  frail? 
Can  none  its  utmost  value  know, 
Till  flesh  and  spirit  fail? 

4  Then  let  us  gather  round  the  cross 

That  knowledge  to  obtain; 
Not  by  the  soul's  eternal  loss, 
But  everlasting  gain. 

HYMN  33.     L.  M. 
Weary  souls  invited  to  rest. 

1  riOME,  weary  souls,  with  sins  distrest, 
V^  Come,  and  accept  the  promis'd  rest; 
The  Saviour's  gracious  call  obey, 

And  cast  your  gloomy  fears  away. 

2  Oppress'd  with  guilt,  a  painful  load, 
Oh,  come,  and  spread  your  woes  abroad; 


34  INVITING. 

Divine  compassion,  mighty  love, 
Will  all  the  painful  load  remove. 

3  Here  mercy's  boundless  ocean  flows, 

To  cleanse  your  guilt,  and  heal  your  woes; 
Pardon  and  life,  and  endless  peace; 
How  rich  the  gift,  how  free  the  grace! 

4  Lord,  we  accept,  with  thankful  heart, 
The  hope  thy  gracious  words  impart; 
We  come  with  trembling,  yet  rejoice, 
And  bless  the  kind  inviting  voice. 

HYMN  34.     P.  M.     8,  7,  4. 
Sinners  invited  to  Christ. 

1  #^10ME,  ye  weary,  heavy  laden, 
\^J  Lost  and  ruined  by  the  fall; 
If  you  tarry  till  you're  better, 

You  will  never  come  at  all: 

Not  the  righteous — 
Sinners  Jesus  came  to  call. 

2  Let  not  conscience  make  you  linger, 

Nor  of  fitness  fondly  dream; 
All  the  fitness  he  requireth, 
Is  to  feel  your  need  of  him: 

This  he  gives  you— 
'Tis  the  Spirit's  rising  beam. 

3  Agonizing  in  the  garden, 

Lo!  your  Maker  prostrate  lies! 
On  the  bloody  tree  behold  him; 
Hear  him  cry  before  he  dies, 

"It  is  finished:" 
Sinners,  will  not  this  suffice? 

4  Lo!  th'  incarnate  God  ascended, 

Pleads  the  merit  of  his  blood: 


INVITING.  35,  36 

Venture  on  him,  venture  wholly, 
Let  no  other  trust  intrude: 

None  but  Jesus 
Can  do  helpless  sinners  good. 

5  Saints  and  angels,  join'd  in  concert, 

Sing  the  praises  of  the  Lamb; 

While  the  blissful  seats  of  heaven, 

Sweetly  echo  with  his  name: 

Hallelujah!— 
Sinners  here  may  sing  the  same.         * 

HYMN  35.     L.  M. 

t 

Wanderer  invited  to  return. 

1  TJ  ETURN,  O  wanderer,  return, 
_m\)  And  seek  an  injured  Father's  face; 
Those  warm  desires  that  in  thee  burn, 

Were  kindled  by  reclaiming  grace. 

2  Return,  O  wanderer,  return, 

And  seek  a  Father's  melting  heart; 
His  pitying  eyes  thy  grief  discern, 

His  hand  shall  heal  thine  inward  smart. 

3  Return,  O  wanderer,  return, 

Thy  Saviour  bids  thy  spirit  live; 
Go  to  his  bleeding  feet,  and  learn 
How  freely  Jesus  can  forgive. 

4  Return,  O  wanderer,  return, 

And  wipe  away  the  falling  tear; 
'Tis  God  who  says, "  No  longer  mourn," 
'Tis  mercy's  voice  invites  thee  near. 

HYMN  36.     C.  M. 
Tlie  Fountain  of  Living  Waters. 
1   ^"kH,  what  amazing  words  of  grace 
\J  Are  in  the  gospel  found! 


37  INVITING. 

Suited  to  ev'ry  sinner's  case, 
Who  knows  the  joyful  sound. 

2  Come,  then,  with  all  your  wants  and  wounds. 

Your  ev'ry  burden  bring; 
Here  love,  eternal  love,  abounds, 
A  deep  celestial  spring. 

3  This  spring  with  living  water  flows, 

And  living  joy  imparts; 
Come,  thirsty  souls,  your  wants  disclose, 
•  And  drink  with  thankful  hearts. 

HYMN  37.     L.  M. 
The  Young  invited  to  Christ. 

1  rilO-DAY,  if  ye  will  hear  his  voice, 

1      Now  is  the  time  to  make  your  choice 
Say,  will  you  to  Mount  Zion  go? 
Say,  will  you  have  this  Christ,  or  no? 

2  Ye  wand'ring  souls,  who  find  no  rest, 
Say,  will  you  be  forever  blest? 

Will  you  be  saved  from  sin  and  hell? 
Will  you  with  Christ  in  glory  dwell? 

3  Come  now,  dear  youth,  for  ruin  bound, 
Obey  the  gospel's  joyful  sound; 
Come,  go  with  us,  and  you  shall  prove 
The  joy  of  Christ's  redeeming  love. 

4  Once  more  we  ask  you  in  his  name — 
For  yet  his  love  remains  the  same — 
Say,  will  you  to  Mount  Zion  go? 
Say,  will  you  have  this  Christ,  or  no? 

5  Leave  all  your  sports  and  glittering  toys, 
Come,  share  with  us  eternal  joys; 

Or  must  we  leave  you  bound  to  hell — 
Then,  dear  young  friends,  a  long  farewell. 


INVITING.  38 

HYMN  38.     P.  M.     12's. 
Free  Grace  to  Sinners. 

1  TT^HE  voice  of  free  grace  cries,  escape  to 

1  the  mountain, 

For  all  that  believe,  Christ  has  opened  a 
fountain, 

For  sin,  and  uncleanness,  and  every  trans- 
gression, 

His  blood  flows  so  freely  in  streams  of  salva- 
tion. 

Chorus. 

Hallelujah  to  the  Lamb,  who  has  bought  us 
a  pardon, 

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

2  Ye  souls  that  are  wounded,  to  the  Saviour 

repair, 

Now  he  calls  you  in  mercy,  and  can  you  for- 
bear? 

Though  your  sins  are  increas'd  as  high  as  a 
mountain, 

His  blood  can  remove  them,  it  streams  from 
this  fountain. 

3  Now   Jesus  our  king,  reigns   triumphantly 

glorious; 

O'er  sin,  death,  and  hell,  he  is  more  than 
victorious: 

With  shouting  proclaim  it,— O  trust  in  his 
passion, 

He  saves  us  most  freely; — O  glorious  salva- 
tion. 

4  Our  Jesus  proclaims  his  name  all  victorious, 
He  reigns  over  all,  and  his  kingdom  is  glori- 
ous; / 


39  INVITING. 

To  Jesus  we'll  join  with  the  great  congrega- 
tion, 

And  triumph,  ascribing  to  him  our  salvation. 
5  With  joy  shall  we  stand,  when  escaped  to 
the  shore, 

With  harps  in  our  hands,  we'll  praise  him 
the  more; 

We'll  range  the  sweet  plains,  on  the  banks 
of  the  river, 

And  sing  of  salvation  forever,  and  ever. 

HYMN  39.     C.  M. 
The  humble  Sinner's  Resolve. 

1  i^OME,  humble  sinner,  in  whose  breast 
\J  A  thousand  thoughts  revolve; 
Come,  with  your  guilt  and  fear  oppress'd, 

And  make  this  last  resolve: — 

2  "I'll  go  to  Jesus,  though  my  sin 

"  Hath  like  a  mountain  rose; 
"  I  know  his  courts,  I'll  enter  in, 
"Whatever  may  oppose. 

3  "  Prostrate  I'll  lie  before  his  throne, 

"And  there  my  guilt  confess; 
"  I'll  tell  him  I'm  a  wretch  undone, 
"  Without  his  sovereign  grace. 

4  "  I'll  to  the  gracious  king  approach, 

"  Whose  sceptre  pardon  gives; 
"  Perhaps  he  may  command  my  touch — 
"  And  then  the  suppliant  lives. 

5  "  Perhaps  he  will  admit  my  plea, 

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


PENITENTIAL.  40 


"  I  can  but  perish  if  I  go, 
"I  am  resolv'd  to  try; 

"  For  if  I  stay  away,  I  know 
"  I  must  forever  die." 


Penitential. 

HYMN  40.     S.  M. 
Repentance  from  a  sense  of  the  Divine  Goodness. 

1  TS  this  the  kind  return, 

JL  And  these  the  thanks  we  owe, 
Thus  to  abuse  eternal  love, 

Whence  all  our  blessings  flow? 

2  To  what  a  stubborn  frame, 

Has  sin  reduc'd  our  mind! 
What  strange  rebellious  wretches  we, 
And  God  as  strangely  kind! 

3  On  us  he  bids  the  sun 

Shed  his  reviving  rays; 
For  us  the  skies  their  circles  run, 
To  lengthen  out  our  days. 

4  The  brutes  obey  their  God, 

And  bow  their  necks  to  men: 
But  we,  more  base,  more  brutish  things, 
Reject  his  easy  reign. 

5  Turn,  turn  us,  mighty  God, 

And  mould  our  souls  afresh; 
Break,  sov'reign  grace,  these  hearts  of  stone, 
And  give  us  hearts  of  flesh. 

6  Let  base  ingratitude 

Provoke  our  weeping  eyes; 


41,  42  PENITENTIAL, 

And  hourly,  as  new  mercies  fall, 
Let  hourly  thanks  arise. 

HYMN  41.     CM. 
The  Contrite  Heart. 

1  ^k  THOU,  whose  tender  mercy  hears 
\J     Contrition's  humble  sigh; 
Whose  hand,  indulgent,  wipes  the  tears 

From  sorrow's  weeping  eye; — 

2  See,  low  before  thy  throne  of  grace, 

A  wretched  wanderer  mourn; 
Hast  thou  not  bid  me  seek  thy  face? 
Hast  thou  not  said — "  Return?" 

3  And  shall  my  guilty  fears  prevail 

To  drive  me  from  thy  feet? 
Oh,  let  not  this  dear  refuge  fail, 
This  only  safe  retreat! 

4  Oh,  shine  on  this  benighted  heart, 

With  beams  of  mercy  shine! 
And  let  thy  healing  voice  impart 
A  taste  of  joys  divine. 

HYMN  42.     C.  M. 
The  Penitent. 

1  TT>ROSTRATE,  dear  Jesus!  at  thy  feet, 

WL      A  guilty  rebel  lies; 
And  upwards  to  the  mercy  seat 
Presumes  to  lift  his  eyes. 

2  If  tears  of  sorrow  would  suffice 

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

3  But  no  such  sacrifice  I  plead 

To  expiate  my  guilt; 


PENITENTIAL.  43,  44 

No  tears  but  those  which  thou  hast  shed; 
No  blood,  but  thou  hast  spilt. 
4  Think  of  thy  sorrows,  dearest  Lord! 
And  all  my  sins  forgive: 
Justice  will  well  approve  the  word 
That  bids  the  sinner  live. 

HYMN  43.     P.  M.     7. 
Pleading  for  Mercy. 

1  CIOV'REIGN  Ruier,  Lord  of  all, 
J3  Prostrate  at  thy  feet  I  fall: 
Hear,  oh,  hear  my  ardent  cry, 
Frown  not,  lest  I  faint  and  die. 

2  Vilest  of  the  sons  of  men, 
Worst  of  rebels  I  have  beeni 
Oft  abus'd  thee  to  thy  face, 
Trampled  on  thy  richest  grace! 

3  Justly  might  thy  vengeful  dart 
Pierce  this  bleeding  broken  heart; 
Justly  might  thy  kindled  ire 
Blast  me  in  eternal  fire- 

4  But  with  thee  there's  mercy  found, 
Balm  to  heal  my  every  wound; 
Soothe,  oh,  soothe  the  troubled  breast, 
Give  the  weary  wanderer  rest. 

HYMN  44.     L.  M. 

Pleading  the  Promises  by  Prayer. 

I    i/lRIEND  of  the  friendless  and  the  faint! 
Where  can  I  lodge  my  deep  complaint? 
Where,  but  with  thee,  whose  open  door 
Invites  the  helpless  sinner,  poor! 


45  PENITENTIAL. 

2  Did  ever  mourner  plead  with  thee, 
And  thou  refuse  that  mourner's  plea? 
Does  not  the  word  still  fix'd  remain, 
That  none  shall  seek  thy  face  in  vain? 

3  That  were  a  grief  I  could  not  bear, 
Did'st  thou  not  hear  and  answer  prayer: 
O  thou,  prayer-hearing,  answering  God, 
Take  from  my  heart  this  painful  load. 

HYMN  45.     P.  M.     7. 
The  Sinner's  suit  at  the  Mercy  Seat. 

1  ^lOME,  my  soul,  thy  suit  prepare, 
\J   Jesus  loves  to  answer  pray'r; 
He  himself  has  bid  thee  pray, 
Therefore  will  not  say  thee  nay. 

2  Thou  art  coming  to  a  king, 
Large  petitions  with  thee  bring; 
For  his  grace,  and  pow'r  are  such, 
None  can  ever  ask  too  much. 

3  With  my  burden  I  begin: 
Lord  remove  this  load  of  sin! 
Let  thy  blood  for  sinners  spilt, 
Set  my  conscience  free  from  guilt. 

4  Lord,  I  come  to  thee  for  rest; 
Xake  possession  of  my  breast; 
There  thy  blood-bought  right  maintain, 
And  without  a  rival  reign. 

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

As  my  guide,  my  guard,  my  friend, 
Lead  me  to  my  journey's  end. 

6  Show  me  what  I  have  to  do, 
Every  hour  my  strength  renew, 


PENITENTIAL.  46,  47 

Let  me  live  a  life  of  faith, 
Let  me  die  thy  people's  death. 

HYMN  46.     P.  M.     8,  7. 
Suppliant  Address  to  the  Saviour. 

1  "I~ESUS,  full  of  all  compassion, 

tf    Hear  thy  humble  suppliant's  cry; 
Let  me  know  thy  great  salvation, 
See,  I  languish,  faint,  and  die. 

2  Guilty,  but  with  heart  relenting, 

Overwhelmed  with  helpless  grief — 
Prostrate  at  thy  feet  repenting— 
Send,  O  send  me  quick  relief! 

3  Whither  should  a  wretch  be  flying, 

But  to  him  who  comfort  gives? 
Whither,  from  the  dread  of  dying, 
But  to  him  who  ever  lives? 

4  Sav'd — the  deed  shall  spread  new  glory 

Through  the  shining  realms  above; 
Angels  sing  the  pleasing  story, 
All  enraptur'd  with  thy  love. 
HYMN  47.     S.  M. 
The  convinced  and  seeking  Sinner. 

1  "M/TY  former  hopes  are  fled, 
JLtA  My  terror  now  begins; 
I  feel,  alas!  that  I  am  dead 

In  trespasses  and  sins. 

2  Ah,  whither  shall  I  fly? 

I  hear  the  thunder  roar; 
The  law  proclaims  destruction  nigh, 
And  vengeance  at  the  door. 

3  When  I  review  my  ways, 

I  dread  impending  doom; 
d2 


48  PENITENTIAL. 

But  sure,  a  friendly  whisper  says, 
"  Flee  from  the  wrath  to  come." 

4  I  see,  or  think  I  see, 

A  glimmering  from  afar; 
A  beam  of  day  that  shines  for  me, 
To  save  me  from  despair. 

5  Forerunner  of  the  sun, 

It  marks  the  Pilgrim's  way; 
I'll  gaze  upon  it  while  I  run, 
And  watch  the  rising  day. 

HYMN  48.     C.  M. 
Seeking  Pardon. 

1  "I   TTOW  sad  our  state  by  nature  is! 

1  I    Our  sin,  how  deep  it  stains! 
And  Satan  binds  our  captive  minds 
Fast  in  his  slavish  chains. 

2  But  there's  a  voice  of  so v 'reign  grace 

Sounds  from  the  sacred  word; 
Ho!  ye  despairing  sinners  come! 
And  trust  upon  the  Lord. 

3  My  soul  obeys  th'  Almighty  call, 

And  runs  to  this  relief; 
I  would  believe  thy  promise,  Lord, 

«>!  help  mine  unbelief, 
the  dear  fountain  of  thy  blood, 
Incarnate  God,  I  fly; 
Here  let  me  wash  my  spotted  soul 
From  crimes  of  deepest  dye. 
5  Stretch  out  thine  arm,  victorious  king, 
My  reigning  sins  subdue; 
Drive  the  old  dragon  from  his  seat, 
With  all  his  hellish  crew. 


PENITENTIAL.  49 

6  A  guilty,  weak,  and  helpless  worm, 
On  thy  kind  arms  I  fall; 
Be  thou  my  strength  and  righteousness, 
My  Jesus,  and  my  all! 

HYMN  49.     C.  M. 

Seeking  Renewing  Grace. 

1  1   JOW  helpless  guilty  nature  lies, 

1  I    Unconscious  of  its  load! 
The  heart  unchang'd  can  never  rise 
To  happiness  and  God. 

2  The  will  perverse,  the  passions  blind, 

In  paths  of  ruin  stray: 
Reason  debas'd  can  never  find 
The  safe,  the  narrow  way. 

3  Can  aught  beneath  a  power  divine 

The  stubborn  will  subdue? 
'Tis  thine,  Almighty  Saviour,  thine 
To  form  the  heart  anew. 

4  'Tis  frhine  the  passions  to  recall, 

And  upwards  bid  them  rise; 

And  make  the  scales  of  error  fall 

From  reason's  darken'd  eyes; 

5  To  chase  the  shades  of  death  away 

And  bid  the  sinner  live; 
A  beam  of  Heaven,  a  vital  ray, 
'Tis  thine  alone  to  give. 

6  O  change  these  wretched  hearts  of  ours, 

And  give  them  life  divine! 
Then  shall  our  passions  and  our  powers, 
Almighty  Lord,  be  thine. 


50,  5  1  CONVERSION. 

HYMN  50.     L.  M. 
Ji  Sinner  submiting  to  God. 

1  % MTEARY  of  struggling  with  my  pain, 

ff     Hopeless  to  burst  this  sinful  chain, 
At  length  I  give  the  contest  o'er, 
And  seek  to  free  myself  no  more. 

2  From  my  own  works  at  last  I  cease — 
God  that  creates  must  seal  my  peace; 
Fruitless  my  toil,  and  vain  my  care, 
Unless  thy  sov'reign  grace  I  share. 

3  Lord,  I  despair  myself  to  heal; 
I  see  my  sin  but  do  not  feel; 
Nor  shall  I  till  thy  Spirit  blow, 
And  bid  th'  obedient  waters  flow. 

4  'Tis  thine  a  heart  of  flesh  to  give, 
Thy  gifts  I  only  can  receive; 
Here  then  to  thee  I  all  resign, — 

To  draw,  redeem,  and  seal  is  thine.  • 

HYMN  51.     P.M.     8,7,4. 
The  Surrender. 

1  "^HETELCOME,  welcome,  dear  Redeemer, 

ff     Welcome  to  this  heart  of  mine: 
Lord,  I  make  a  full  surrender, 

Ev'ry  pow'r  and  thought  be  thine, 

Thine  eternally, 
Thro'  eternal  ages  thine. 

2  Known  to  all  to  be  thy  mansion, 

Earth  and  hell  will  disappear; 
Or  in  vain  attempt  possession, 

When  they  find  the  Lord  is  near — 
Shout,  O  Zion.' 
Shout,  ye  saints,  the  Lord  is  here! 


CONVERSION.  52,  53 

HYMN  52.     L.  M. 
Joy  in  Heaven  over  a  repenting  Sinner. 

1  "WM7HO  can  describe  the  joys  that  rise, 

yf     Through  all  the  courts  of  paradise, 
To  see  a  prodigal  return, 
To  see  an  heir  of  glory  born? 

2  With  joy  the  Father  doth  approve 
The  fruit  of  his  eternal  love; 

The  Son  with  joy  looks  down  and  sees, 
The  purchase  of  his  agonies. 

3  The  Spirit  takes  delight  to  view 
The  holy  soul  he  form'd  anew; 
And  saints  and  angels  join  to  sing 
The  growing  empire  of  their  King. 

HYMN  53.     C.  M. 

Joy  over  Conversion. 

1  ^kH,  how  divine,  how  sweet  the  joy, 
\J   When  but  one  sinner  turns, 
And  with  a  humble,  broken  heart, 

His  sins  and  errors  mourns! 

2  Pleas'd  with  the  news  the  saints  below, 

In  songs  their  tongues  employ; 
Beyond  the  skies  the  tidings  go, 
And  heav'n  is  fill'd  with  joy. 

3  Well  pleas'd,  the  Father  sees  and  hears 

The  conscious  sinner's  moan; 

Jesus  receives  him  in  his  arms, 

And  claims  him  for  his  own. 

4  Nor  angels  can  their  joys  contain, 

But  kindle  with  new  fire: 
"  The  sinner  lost  is  found,"  they  sing, 
And  strike  the  sounding-  lyre. 


54,  55  THE  CONVERT. 

The  Convert. 

HYMN  54.     L.  M. 
Penitential  gratitude. 

1  II ISE,  O  my  soul,  the  hours  review, 
M\)  When  aw'd  by  guilt  and  fear, 

To  Heav'n  for  grace  thou  durst  not  sue, 
And  found  no  rescue  here: 

2  Thy  tears  are  dri'd,  thy  griefs  are  fled, 

Dispell'd  each  bitter  care; 
For  Heav'n  itself  has  lent  its  aid 
To  save  thee  from  despair. 

3  Hear,  then,  O  God!  thy  work  fulfil, 

And,  from  thy  mercy's  throne, 
Vouchsafe  me  strength  to  do  thy  will 
And  to  resist  mine  own. 

4  So  shall  my  soul  each  pow'r  employ 

Thy  mercy  to  adore; 
While  Heav'n  itself  proclaims  with  joy — 
"  One  pardon'd  sinner  more!" 

HYMN  55.     L.  M. 

The  Convert's  grateful  acknowledgment. 

1  ItJY  soul,  with  humble  fervour  raise 
lv  I    To  God  the  voice  of  grateful  praise, 
And  every  mental  pow'r  combine, 

To  bless  his  attributes  divine. 

2  Deep  on  my  heart  let  mem'ry  trace 
His  acts  of  mercy  and  of  grace; 
Who,  with  a  Father's  tender  care, 
Sav'd  me  when  sinking  in  despair; 


THE  CONVERT.  56, 57 

3  Gave  my  repentant  soul  to  prove 
The  joy  of  his  forgiving  love; 
Pour'd  balm  into  my  bleeding  breast, 
And  led  my  weary  feet  to  rest. 

HYMN  56.     P.  M.     7. 
Choosing  the  heritage  of  God's  people. 

1  X>EOPLE  of  the  livinS  God! 

WL       I  have  sought  the  world  around, 
Paths  of  sin  and  sorrow  trod, 

Peace  and  comfort  no  where  found: 
Now  to  you  my  spirit  turns, 

Turns, — a  fugitive  unblest; 
Brethren !  where  your  altar  burns, 

Oh,  receive  me  into  rest. 

2  Lonely  I  no  longer  roam, 

Like  the  cloud,  the  wind,  the  wave, 
Where  you  dwell  shall  be  my  home, 

Where  you  die  shall  be  my  grave; 
Mine  the  God  whom  you  adore — 

Your  Redeemer  shall  be  mine; 
Earth  can  fill  my  soul  no  more, 

Every  idol  I  resign. 

HYMN  57.     L.  M. 
The  Returning  Shiner. 

1  lilAR  from  thy  fold,  my  God,  my  feet 
r     Once  mov'd  in  error's  devious  maze, 

Nor  found  religious  duties  sweet, 
Nor  sought  thy  face,  nor  lov'd  thy  ways. 

2  With  tend'rest  voice  thou  badst  me  flee 

The  paths  which  thou  could'st  ne'er  ap- 
prove; 
And  gently  drew  my  soul  to  thee, 
With  cords  of  sweet,  eternal  love. 


58  THE  CONVERT. 

3  Now  to  thy  footstool,  Lord,  I  fly, 

And  low  in  self-abasement  fall; 
A  vile,  a  helpless  worm,  I  lie, 
And  thou,  my  God,  art  all  in  all. 

4  Dearer,  far  dearer  to  my  heart, 

Than  all  the  joys  that  earth  can  give; 
From  fame,  from  wealth,  from  friends    I'd 
part, 
Beneath  thy  countenance  to  live. 

5  And  when,  in  smiling  friendship  drest, 

Death  bids  me  quit  this  mortal  frame, 
Gently  reclin'd  on  Jesus'  breast, 

My  latest  breath  shall  bless  his  name. 

6  Then  my  unfetter'd  soul  shall  rise, 

And  soar  above  yon  starry  spheres. 
Join  the  full  chorus  of  the  skies, 

And  sing  thy  praise  through  endless  years 

HYMN  58.     P.  M.     8,  7. 
A  Miracle  of  Grace. 

1  XTTAIL,  my  ever  blessed  Jesus, 
JJL  Only  thee  I  wish  to  sing; 
To  my  soul  thy  name  is  precious, 

Thou  my  Prophet,  Priest,  and  King. 

2  Oh,  what  mercy  flows  from  heav'n, 

Oh,  what  joy  and  happiness! 
Love  I  much? — I've  much  forgiv'n— 
I'm  a  miracle  of  grace. 

3  Once,  with  Adam's  race  in  ruin, 

Unconcern'd  in  sin  I  lay; 
Swift  destruction  still  pursuing, 
Till  my  Saviour  pass'd  that  way. 

4  Witness,  all  ye  hosts  of  heav'n, 

My  Redeemer's  tenderness! 


THE  CONVERT.  59 

Love  1  much? — I've  much  forgiven — 

I'm  a  miracle  of  grace. 
Shout,  ye  bright  angelic  choir; 

Praise  the  Lamb  enthron'd  above; 
While,  astonish'd,  I  admire 

God's  free  grace  and  boundless  love. 
That  bless'd  moment  I  receiv'd  him, 

Fill'd  my  soul  with  joy  and  peace; 
Love  I  much? — I've  much  forgiv'n — 

I'm  a  miracle  of  grace. 

HYMN  59.     L.  M. 

Distinguishing  Grace  acknowledged. 

I  HEAR  a  voice  that  comes  from  far; 
From  Calvary  it  sounds  abroad; 
It  soothes  my  soul,  and  culms  my  fear: 

It  speaks  of  pardon  bought  with  blood. 
And  is  it  true  that  many  fly 

The  sound  that  bids  my  soul  rejoice; 
And  rather  choose  in  sin  to  die, 

Than  turn  an  ear  to  mercy's  voice? 
Alas  for  those! — the  day  is  near, 

When  mercy  will  be  heard  no  more; 
Then  will  they  ask  in  vain  to  hear 

The  voice  they  would  not  hear  before. 
With  such,  I  own,  I  once  appear'd 

But  now  I  know  how  great  their  lo! 
For  sweeter  sounds  were  never  heard 

Than  mercy  utters  from  the  cross. 
But  let  me  not  forget  to  own, 

Tha*  if  I  differ  aught  from  those, 
'Tis  due  to  sov'reign  grace  alone, 

That  oft  selects  its  proudest  foes. 

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60,  61  THE  CONVERT. 

HYMN  60.     C.  M. 

Asking  the  Way  to  Zion. 

1  TNQUIRE,  ye  pilgrims,  for  the  way, 

1    That  leads  to  Zion's  hill, 
And  thither  set  your  steady  face, 
With  a  determin'd  will. 

2  Invite  the  strangers  all  around, 

Your  pious  march  to  join; 
And  spread  the  sentiments  you  feel 
Of  faith  and  love  divine. 

3  Oh,  come,  and  to  his  temple  haste, 

And  seek  his  favour  there; 
Before  his  footstool  humbly  bow, 
And  pour  your  fervent  pray'r! 

4  Oh,  come,  and  join  your  souls  to  God 

In  everlasting  bands; 
Accept  the  blessings  he  bestows, 
With  thankful  hearts  and  hands. 
HYMN  61.     L.  M. 
Not  ashamed  of  Jesus. 

1  TESUS!  and  shall  it  ever  be, 

9 J    A  mortal  man  asham'd  of  thee! 
Asham'd  of  thee,  whom  angels  praise, 
Whose  glories  shine  thro'  endless  days. 

2  Asham'd  of  Jesus! — sooner  far 
Let  ev'ning  blush  to  own  a  star: 
He  sheds  the  beams  of  light  divine 
O'er  this  benighted  soul  of  mine. 

3  Asham'd  of  Jesus! — just  as  soon 
Let  midnight  be  asham'd  of  noon; 
'Tis  midnight  with  my  soul  till  He, 
Bright  morning  Star,  bid  darkness  flee. 


THE  CONVERT.  62 

4  Asham'd  of  Jesus! — that  dear  friend, 
On  whom  my  hopes  of  heav'n  depend! 
No!  when  I  blush,  be  this  my  shame, 
That  I  no  more  revere  his  name. 

5  Asham'd  of  Jesus! — yes  I  may — 
When  I've  no  guilt  to  wash  away — 
No  tear  to  wipe — no  good  to  crave — 
No  fear  to  quell — no  soul  to  save. 

6  Till  then— nor  is  my  boasting  vain — 
Till  then  I  boast  a  Saviour  slain! 
And  Oh,  may  this  my  glory  be, 
That  Christ  is  not  asham'd  of  me! 

HYMN  62.     L.  M. 

Renewal  of  Self  Dedication. 

1  |~k  HAPPY  day,  that  fix'd  my  choice 
\J  On  thee,  my  Saviour,  and  my  God! 
Well  may  this  glowing  heart  rejoice, 
And  tell  its  raptures  all  abroad. 

2  O  happy  bond,  that  seals  my  vows 
To  him  who  merits  all  my  love! 
Let  cheerful  anthems  fill  his  house, 
While  to  that  sacred  shrine  I  move. 

3  'Tis  done: — the  great  transaction's  done; 
I  am  my  Lord's,  and  he  is  mine: 

He  drew  me — and  I  follow'd  on — 
Charm'd  to  confess  the  voice  divine. 

4  Now  rest,  my  long-divided  heart, 
Fix'd  on  this  blissful  centre,  rest; 
With  ashes  who  would  grudge  to  part, 
When  call'd  on  angels'  bread  to  feast? 

5  High  heav'n,  that  heard  the  solemn  vow, 
That  vow  renew'd  shall  daily  hear: 


63,  64  THE  CONVERT. 

Till  in  life's  latest  hour  I  bow, 
And  bless  in  death  a  bond  so  clear. 

HYMN  63.     C.  M. 
Deliverance  from  Evil  Companions. 

1  V 11HE  giddy  world,  with  flatt'ring  tongue, 

M      Had  charm'd  my  soul  astray, 
And  lur'd  my  heedless  feet  to  death, 
Along  the  flow'ry  way. 

2  My  heart,  with  agonizing  pray'r, 

Besought  the  Lord  to  save; 
Unseen,  he  seiz'd  my  trembling  hand, 
And  brought  me  from  the  grave. 

3  He  broke  the  charm,  which  drew  my  feet 

To  darkness  and  the  dead: 
From  lips  profane,  and  tongues  impure, 
With  quiv'ring  steps  I  fled. 

4  Homeward  I  flew  to  find  my  God, 

And  seek  his  face  divine, 
Restor'd  to  peace,  to  hope,  to  life, 
To  Zion's  friends  and  mine. 

HYMN  64.     C.  M. 

Christian  Fello ivship . 

1  ^k^R  souls,  by  love  together  knit, 
\J  Cemented,  mixt  in  one, 

One  hope,  one  heart,  one  mind,  one  voice, 
'Tis  heav'n  on  earth  begun. 

2  Our  hearts  have  often  burn'd  within, 

And  glow'd  with  sacred  fire, 
While  Jesus  spoke,  and  fed,  and  blest, 
And  filTd  th'  enlarg'd  desire. 

3  The  little  cloud  increases  still, 

The  heav'ns  are  big  with  rain; 


THE  CONVERT.  65 

We  haste  to  catch  the  teeming  show'r, 

And  all  its  moisture  drain. 
A  rill,  a  stream,  a  torrent  flows ! 

But  pour  a  mighty  flood; 
Oh!  sweep  the  nations,  shake  the  earth, 

'Till  all  proclaim  thee  God. 

And  when  thou  mak'st  thy  jewels  up, 

And  sett'st  thy  starry  crown; 
When  all  thy  sparkling  gems  shall  shine, 

Proclaim'd  by  thee  thine  own; 
May  we,  a  little  band  of  love, 

We  sinners,  sav'd  by  grace, 
From  glory  unto  glory  chang'd, 

Behold  thee  face  to  face. 

HYMN  65.     L.  M. 

Christian  Fellowship. 

HOW  blest  the  sacred  tie  that  binds, 
In  union  sweet,  according  minds! 
How  swift  the  heav'nly  course  they  run, 
Whose  hearts  and  faith  and  hopes  are  one. 

To  each,  the  soul  of  each  how  dear! 
What  jealous  love,  what  holy  fear! 
How  doth  the  gen'rous  flame  within 
Refine  from  earth,  and  cleanse  from  sin ! 
Their  streaming  eyes  together  flow, 
For  human  guilt  and  mortal  wo; 
Their  ardent  pray'rs  together  rise, 
Like  mingling  flames  in  sacrifice. 

Together  oft  they  seek  the  place, 
Where  God  reveals  his  awful  face; — 
At  length  they  meet  in  realms  above, 
A  heav'n  of  joy — because  of  love. 


66,  67  SALVATION  BY  GRACE. 

Salvation  by  Grace. 

HYMN  66.     C.  M. 
Salvation  by  Grace. 

1  1^1  RACE!  'tis  a  charming  sound; 
\Jf  Harmonious  to  the  ear! 
Heav'n  with  the  echo  shall  resound, 

And  all  the  earth  shall  hear. 

2  Grace  first  contriv'd  the  way 

To  save  rebellious  man; 
And  all  the  steps  that  grace  display, 
Which  drew  the  wond'rous  plan. 

3  Grace  led  my  roving  feet 

To  tread  the  heav'nly  road; 
And  new  supplies  each  hour,  I  meet, 
While  pressing  on  to  God. 

4  Grace  all  the  work  shall  crown, 

Through  everlasting  days; 
It  lays  in  heav'n  the  topmost  stone, 
And  well  deserves  the  praise. 

HYMN  67.     P.  M.     11,8. 
Election. 

1  TN  songs  of  sublime  adoration  and  praise; 

1    Ye  pilgrims,  for  Zion  who  press, 
Break  forth  and  extol  the  great  Ancient  of 
days, 
His  rich  and  distinguishing  grace. 

2  His  love  from  eternity  fix'd  upon  you — 

Broke  forth  and  discover'd  its  flame, 
When  each  with  the  cords  of  his  kindness 

he  drew, 
And  brought  you  to  love  his  great  name. 


SALVATION  BY  GRACE.  68 

3  O,  had  not  he  pity'd  the  state  you  were  in, 

Your  bosoms  his  love  had  ne'er  felt: 
You  all  would  have  liv'd,  would  have  died 
too  in  sin, 
And  sunk  with  the  load  of  your  guilt. 

4  What  was  there  in   you   that   could  merit 

esteem, 
Or  give  the  Creator  delight? 
'Twas  "  Even   so,  Father,"  you   ever  must 

sing, 
"  Because  it  seem'd  good  in  thy  sight." 

5  Then  give  all  the  glory  to  his  holy  name, 

To  him  all  the  glory  belongs: 
Be  yours  the  high  joy  still  to  sound  forth  his 

fame, 
And  crown  him  in  each  of  your  songs. 

HYMN  68.     P.  M.     11. 
Precious  Promises. 

1  1    TOW  firm  a  foundation,  ye  saints  of  the 
XX         Lord, 

Is  laid  for  your  faith  in  his  excellent  word! 
What  more  can  he  say  than  to  you  he  hath 

said, 
Who  unto  the  Saviour  for  refuge  have  fled: 

2  "  Fear  not,  I  am  with  thee,  O  be  not  dis- 

may'd, 
For  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. 

3  When  thro'  the  deep  waters  I  call  thee  to  go, 
The  rivers  of  sorrow  shall  not  overflow; 


69  GRACES  OF  THE  SPIRIT. 

For  I  will  be  with  thee  thy  troubles  to  bless, 
And  sanctify  to  thee  thy  deepest  distress. 

4  When  thro'  fiery  trials  thy  pathway  shall  lie, 
My  grace  all-sufficient  shall  be  thy  supply; 
The  flame  shall  not  hurt  thee,  I  only  design 
Thy  dross  to  consume,  and  thy  gold  to  refine. 

5  E'en  down  to  old  age,  all  my  people  shall 

prove 

My  sov'reign,  eternal,  unchangeable  love; 

And  then,  when  grey  hairs  shall  their  tem- 
ples adorn, 

Like  lambs  they  shall  still  in  my  bosom  be 
borne. 

6  "  The  soul    that  on  Jesus  hath    lean'd    for 

repose, 
I  will  not,  I  will  not  desert  to  his  foes; 
That  soul,  tho'  all  hell  should  endeavour  to 

shake, 
I'll  never — no  never — no  never  forsake." 


Graces  of  the  Spirit. 

HYMN  69.     C.  M. 

Hie  Power  of  Faith. 

FAITH  adds  new  charms  to  earthly  bliss, 
And  saves  me  from  its  snares; 
Us  aid  in  cv'ry  duty  brings, 
And  softens  all  my  cares: 

Extinguishes  the  thirst  of  sin, 

And  lights  the  sacred  fire 
Of  love  to  God  and  hcav'nly  things, 

And  feeds  the  pure  desire. 


GRACES  OF  THE  SPIRIT.  70 

The  wounded  conscience  knows  ils  pow'r, 

The  healing  balm  to  give; 
That  balm  the  saddest  heart  can  cheer, 

And  make  the  dying  live. 

Wide  it  unveils  celestial  worlds, 
Where  deathless  pleasures  reign; 

And  bids  me  seek  my  portion  there, 
Nor  bids  me  seek  in  vain. 

HYMN  70.     L.  P.  M. 
Confidence  in  the  Mediator, 
THEN  gath 'ring  clouds  around  I  view, 


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And  days  are  dark,  and  friends  are  few, 
On  him  I  lean,  who,  not  in  vain, 
Experienc'd  ev'ry  human  pain; 
He  feels  my  griefs,  he  sees  my  fears, 
And  counts  and  treasures  up  my  tears. 

2  If  aught  should  tempt  my  soul  to  stray 
From  heav'nly  wisdom's  narrow  way, 
To  fly  the  good  I  would  pursue, 

Or  do  the  ill  I  would  not  do; 

Still  he,  who  felt  temptation's  pow'r, 

Shall  guard  me  in  that  dang'rous  hour. 

3  When  vexing  thoughts  within  me  rise, 
And,  sore  dismay'd,  my  spirit  dies; 
Then  he,  who  once  vouchsaf'd  to  bear 
The  sick'ning  anguish  of  despair, 
Shall  sweetly  soothe,  shall  gently  dry, 
The  throbbing  heart,  the  streaming  eye. 

4  When  sorrowing  o'er  some  stone  I  bend, 
Which  covers  all  that  was  a  friend, 
And  from  his  voice,  his  hand,  his  smile, 
Divides  me  for  a  little  while: 


71  GRACES  OF  THE  SPIRIT. 

Thou,  Saviour,  seest  the  tears  I  shed, 
For  thou  didst  weep  o'er  Laz'rus  dead. 

5  And  oh!  when  I  have  safely  past 
Through  ev'ry  conflict  but  the  last, 
Still,  still  unchanging,  watch  beside 
My  bed  of  death — for  thou  hast  died: 
Then  point  to  realms  of  endless  day, 
And  wipe  the  latest  tear  away. 

HYMN  71.     C.  M. 
Love  to  God. 

1  1  ~JTAPPY  the  heart  where  graces  reign, 

I  I    Where  love  inspires  the  breast: 
Love  is  the  brightest  of  the  train, 
And  strengthens  all  the  rest. 

2  Knowledge,  alas!  'tis  all  in  vain, 

And  all  in  vain  our  fear; 
Our  stubborn  sins  will  fight  and  reign, 
If  love  be  absent  there. 

3  'Tis  love  that  makes  our  cheerful  feet 

In  swift  obedience  move; 
The  devils  know,  and  tremble  too; 
But  Satan  cannot  love. 

4  This  is  the  grace  that  lives  and  sings, 

When  faith  and  hope  shall  cease; 
'Tis  this  shall  strike  our  joyful  strings 
In  the  sweet  realms  of  bliss. 

5  Before  we  quite  forsake  our  clay, 

Or  leave  this  dark  abode, 
The  wings  of  love  bear  us  away 
To  see  our  smiling  God. 


GRACES  OF  THE  SPIRIT.  72,  73 

HYMN  72.     L.  M. 
Hatred  of  Sin. 

1  ^\H,  could  I  find  some  peaceful  bow'r 
\J  Where  sin  has  neither  place  nor  pow'r; 
This  traitor  vile  I  fain  would  shun, 

But  cannot  from  his  presence  run. 

2  When  to  the  throne  of  grace  I  flee, 
He  stands  between  my  God  and  me; 
Where'er  I  rove,  where'er  I  rest, 

I  feel  him  working  in  my  breast. 

3  When  I  attempt  to  soar  above, 
To  view  the  heights  of  Jesus'  love; 
This  monster  seems  to  mount  the  skies, 
And  veils  his  glory  from  my  eyes. 

4  Lord,  free  me  from  this  deadly  foe, 
Which  keeps  my  faith  and  hope  so  low; 
I  long  to  dwell  in  heav'n  my  home, 
Where,  not  one  sinful  thought  can  come. 

HYMN  73.     S.  M. 

Holy  mourning  for  Sin. 

1  T^ID  Christ  o'er  sinners  weep? 
JLF  And  shall  our  cheeks  be  dry? 
Let  floods  of  penitential  grief 

Burst  forth  from  ev'ry  eye. 

2  The  Son  of  God  in  tears, 

Angels  with  wonder  see! 
Be  thou  astonish'd,  O  my  soul, 
He  shed  those  tears  for  thee. 

3  He  wept,  that  we  might  weep; 

Each  sin  demands  a  tear: 
In  heav'n  alone  no  sin  is  found, 
And  there's  no  weeping  there. 


74  GRACES   OF  THE  SPIRIT. 

HYMN  74.     P.  M.     6,  8. 
Spiritual  Peace. 

1  £^\  OME  heav'nly  peace  of  mind, 
\J   I  sigh  for  thy  return; 

I  seek,  but  cannot  find 

The  joys  for  which  I  mourn; 

Ah!  where's  the  Saviour  now, 
Whose  smiles  I  once  possess'd? 

Till  he  return,  I  bow, 

By  heaviest  grief  oppress'd; 

My  days  of  happiness  are  gone, 

And  I  am  left  to  weep  alone. 

2  I  tried  each  earthl^charm — 

In  pleasure's  haunts  I  stray'd — 
I  sought  its  soothing  balm — 

I  ask'd  the  world  its  aid; 
But  ah!  no  balm  it  had 

To  heal  a  wounded  breast, 
And  I  forlorn  and  sad, 

Must  seek  another  rest; 
My  days  of  happiness  are  gone, 
And  I  am  left  to  weep  alone. 

3  Where  can  the  mourner  go, 

And  tell  his  tale  of  grief? 
Ah!  who  can  soothe  his  wo, 

And  give  him  sweet  relief? 
Thou,  Jesus!  canst  impart, 

By  thy  long  wish'd  return, 
Ease  to  this  wounded  heart, 

And  bid  me  cease  to  mourn; 
Then  shall  this  night  of  sorrow  flee, 
And  I  rejoice,  my  Lord,  in  thee. 


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GRACES   OF  THE  SPIRIT.  75,  76 

HYMN  75.     S.  M. 

Confidence  and  Submission. 

IVE  to  the  winds  thy  fears; 
Hope,  and  be  undismay'd; 
God  hears  thy  sighs,  and  counts  thy  tears, 
God  shall  lift  up  thy  head. 

Through  waves,  and  clouds,  and  storms, 

He  gently  clears  thy  way; 
Wait  thou  his  time;  so  shall  the  night 

Soon  end  in  joyous  day. 

He  ev'ry  where  hath  way, 

And  ail  things  serve  his  might; 

His  ev'ry  act  pure  blessing  is — 
His  path  unsullied  light. 

When  he  makes  bare  his  arm, 

What  shall  his  work  withstand? 
When  he  his  people's  cause  defends, 

Who,  who  shall  stay  his  hand? 
Leave  to  his  sov'reign  sway 

To  choose,  and  to  command; 
With  wonder  fill'd,  thou  then  shalt  own 

How  wise,  how  strong  his  hand. 
Thou  comprehend'st  him  not, 

Yet  earth,  and  heav'n  tell, 
God  sits  as  sov'reign  on  the  throne — 

He  ruleth  all  things  well. 

HYMN  76.     S.  M. 
Heavenly  Joy  on  Earth. 

COME,  we  who  love  the  Lord, 
And  let  our  joys  be  known; 

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77  GRACES  OF  THE  SPIRIT. 

Join  in  a  song  with  sweet  accord, 
And  thus  surround  the  throne — 

2  Let  those  refuse  to  sing, 

Who  never  knew  our  God; 
But  fav'rites  of  the  heav'nly  King 
Should  speak  their  joys  abroad. 

3  The  men  of  grace  have  found 

Glory  begun  below, 
Celestial  fruits  on  earthly  ground, 
From  faith  and  hope  may  grow. 

4  The  hill  of  Zion  yields 

A  thousand  sacred  sweets, 
Before  we  reach  the  heav'nly  fields, 
Or  walk  the  golden  streets. 

5  Then  let  our  songs  abound, 

And  ev'ry  tear  be  dry; 
We're  marching  thro'  Immanuel's  ground 
To  fairer  worlds  on  high. 

HYMN  77.    CM. 

Hope  in  Trouble. 

1  %  MTHEN  musing  sorrow  weeps  the  past, 

f  f     And  mourns  the  present  pain, 
'Tis  sweet  to  think  of  peace  at  last, 
And  feel  that  death  is  gain. 

2  'Tis  not  that  murm'ring  thoughts  arise, 

And  dread  a  Father's  will; 
'Tis  not  that  meek  submission  flics, 
And  would  not  suffer  still. 

3  It  is  that  heav'n-born  faith  surveys 

The  path  that  leads  to  light, 
And  longs  her  eagle  plumes  to  raise, 
And  lose  herself  in  sight. 


GRACES  OF  THE  SPIRIT.  78 

It  is  that  hope  with  ardour  glows, 

To  see  him  face  to  face, 
Whose  dying  love  no  language  knows 

Sufficient  art  to  trace. 
It  is  that  harass'd  conscience  feels 

The  pangs  of  struggling  sin; 
And  sees,  though  far,  the  hand  that  heals, 

And  ends  the  strife  within. 
O  let  me  wing  my  hallow'd  flight, 

From  earthborn  woe  and  care; 
And  soar  above  these  clouds  of  night, 

My  Saviour's  bliss  to  share. 

HYMN  78.     P.  M.     7. 
Self  Examination. 
'FT^IS  a  point  I  long  to  know, 

I     Oft  it  causes  anxious  thought: — 
Do  I  love  the  Lord,  or  no? 
Am  I  his,  or  am  I  not? 
If  I  love,  why  am  I  thus? 
Why  this  dull,  this  lifeless  frame? 
Hardly,  sure,  can  they  be  worse, 
Who  have  never  heard  his  name. 
Could  my  heart  so  hard  remain, 
Pray'r  a  task  and  burden  prove — 
Ev'ry  trifle  give  me  pain — 
If  I  knew  a  Saviour's  love? 

When  I  turn  my  eyes  within, 
All  is  dark,  and  vain,  and  wild; 
Fill'd  with  unbelief  and  sin — 
Can  I  deem  myself  a  child? 
If  I  pray,  or  hear,  or  read, 
Sin  is  mix'd  with  all  I  do; 


79  GRACES  OF  THE  SPIRIT. 

You,  who  love  the  Lord  indeed, 
Tell  me — is  it  so  with  you? 

6  Yet  I  mourn  my  stubborn  will, 
Find  my  sin  a  grief  and  thrall; 
Should  I  grieve  for  what  I  feel, 
If  I  did  not  love  at  all? 

7  Could  I  joy  his  saints  to  meet, 
Choose  the  ways  I  once  abhorr'd — 
Find,  at  times,  the  promise  sweet, 
If  I  did  not  love  the  Lord? 

8  Lord,  decide  the  doubtful  case! 
Thou  who  art  thy  people's  sun; 
Shine  upon  thy  work  of  grace, 
If  it  be  indeed  begun. 

9  Let  me  love  thee  more  and  more, 
If  I  love  at  all,  I  pray; 

If  I  have  not  lov'd  before, 
Help  me  to  begin  to-day. 

HYMN  79.     L.  M. 
Seeking  rest  in  God. 

1  II  ETURN,  my  soul,  unto  thy  rest, 
Jf%j  From    vain    pursuits,   and    madd'ning 

cares; 
From  lonely  woes  that  wring  thy  breast, 
„     The  world's  allurements,  Satan's  snares. 

2  Return  unto  thy  rest,  my  soul, 

From  all  the  wand'rings  of  thy  thought; 
From  sickness  unto  death  made  whole, 
Safe  through  a  thousand  perils  brought. 

3  Then  to  thy  rest,  my  soul,  return, 
From  passions  ev'ry  hour  at  strife. 


THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE.  80 

Sin's  works,  and  ways,  and  wages  spurn; 
Lay  hold  upon  eternal  life. 
God  is  thy  rest,  with  heart  inclin'd 
To  keep  his  word,  that  word  believe; 
Christ  is  thy  rest, — with  lowly  mind, 
His  light  and  easy  yoke  receive. 


The  Christian  Life. 

HYMN  80.     L.  M. 
lndivelling  Sin. 

WHAT  jarring  natures  dwell  within; 
Imperfect  grace,  remaining  sin! 
Not  this  can  reign,  nor  that  prevail, 
Tho'  each  by  turns  my  heart  assail. 
Now  I  complain,  and  groan,  and  die: 
Now  raise  my  songs  of  triumph  high; 
Sing  a  rebellious  passion  slain, 
Or  mourn  to  feel  it  live  again. 

One  happy  hour  beholds  me  rise, 
Borne  upwards  to  my  native  skies: 
When  faith  assists  my  soaring  flight, 
To  realms  of  joy  and  worlds  of  light. 
Scarce  a  few  hours  or  minutes  roll, 
Ere  earth  reclaims  my  captive  soul; 
I  feel  its  sympathetic  force, 
And  headlong  urge  my  downward  course. 

How  short  the  joys  thy  visits  give! 
How  long  thine  absence,  Lord,  I  grieve! 
What  clouds  obscure  my  rising  sun, 
Or  interrupt  its  rays  at  noon! 
i  Great  God,  assist  me  through  the  fight, 
Make  me  to  triumph  in  thy  might; 
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81  THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE. 

Thou  the  desponding  heart  can'st  raise, 
The  vict'ry  mine,  and  thine  the  praise. 

HYMN  81.     S.  M. 
Conflict  between  Sin  and  Grace. 

1  T|r  WOULD,  but  cannot  sing; 

1    I  would,  but  cannot  pray: 
For  Satan  meets  me  when  I  try, 
And  frights  my  soul  away. 

2  I  would,  but  can't  repent, 

Though  I  endeavour  oft; 
This  stony  heart  can  ne'er  relent, 
Till  Jesus  make  it  soft. 

3  I  would,  but  cannot  love, 

Tho'  woo'd  by  love  divine; 
No  arguments  have  pow'r  to  move 
A  soul  so  base  as  mine. 

4  I  would,  but  cannot  rest 

In  God's  most  holy  will; 
I  know  what  he  appoints  is  best, 
Yet  murmur  at  it  still. 

5  O  could  I  but  believe! 

Then  all  would  easy  be: 
I  would,  but  cannot — Lord,  relieve, 
My  help  must  come  from  thee! 

6  But  if,  indeed,  I  would, 

Though  I  can  nothing  do; 
Yet  the  desire  is  something  good, 
For  which  my  praise  is  due. 

7  By  nature  prone  to  ill, 

Till  thine  appointed  hour, 
I  was  as  destitute  of  will 
As  now  I  am  of  pow'r. 


THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE.  82 

8  Wilt  thou  not  crown  at  length 
The  work  thou  hast  begun? 
And  with  a  will  afford  me  strength, 
In  all  thy  ways  to  run? 

HYMN  82.     P.  M.     7. 
In  Temptation  flying  to  Christ. 

1  1~ESUS,  lover  of  my  soul, 
J    Let  me  to  thy  bosom  fly, 
While  the  billows  near  me  roll, 

While  the  tempest  still  is  high; 
Hide  me,  O  my  Saviour,  hide, 

Till  the  storm  of  life  be  past; 
Safe  into  the  haven  guide, 

Oh,  receive  my  soul  at  last! 

2  Other  refuge  have  I  none, 

Lo!  I,  helpless,  hang  on  thee: 
Leave,  Oh,  leave  me  riot  alone, 

Lest  I  basely  shrink  and  flee: 
Thou  art  all  my  trust  and  aid, 

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

With  the  shadow  of  thy  wing! 

3  Thou,  O  Christ,  art  all  I  want; 

Boundless  love  in  thee  I  find: 
Raise  the  fallen,  cheer  the  faint, 

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

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

Thou  art  full  of  truth  and  grace. 
A,  Plenteous  grace  with  thee  is  found, 

Grace  to  pardon  all  my  sin; 
Let  the  healing  streams  abound, 

Make  and  keep  me  pure  within. 


83,  84  THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE. 

Thou  of  life  the  fountain  art, 
Freely  let  me  take  of  thee: 
Reign,  O  Lord,  within  my  heart, 
Reign  to  all  eternity. 

HYMN  83.     C.  M. 
In  Distress  pleading  with  God. 
\   /^kH,  that  I  knew  the  secret  place, 
\j  Where  I  might  find  my  God! 
I'd  spread  my  wants  before  his  face, 
And  pour  my  woes  abroad. 

2  I'd  tell  him  how  my  sins  arise, 

What  sorrows  I  sustain; 
How  grace  decays,  and  comfort  dies, 
And  leaves  my  heart  in  pain. 

3  He  knows  what  arguments  I'd  take 

To  wrestle  with  my  God; 
I'd  plead  for  his  own  mercy's  sake, 
And  for  my  Saviour's  blood. 

4  My  God  will  pity  my  complaints, 

And  heal  my  broken  bones; 
He  takes  the  meaning  of  his  saints, 
The  language  of  their  groans. 

5  Arise,  my  soul,  from  deep  distress, 

And  banish  every  fear; 
He  calls  thee  to  his  throne  of  grace, 
To  spread  thy  sorrows  there. 
HYMN  84.     P.  M.     7. 
In  Darkness. 
1  ^VNCE  I  thought  my  mountain  strong, 
\j  Firmly  fix'd  no  more  to  move; 
Then  my  Saviour  was  my  song, 
Then  my  soul  was  filPd  with  love; 


THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE.  85 

Those  were  happy,  golden  days. 
Sweetly  spent  in  pray'r  and  praise. 
3  Little,  then,  myself  I  knew, 

Little  thought  of  Satan's  pow'r; 
Now  I  feel  my  sins  anew; 

Now  I  feel  the  stormy  hour! 
Sin  has  put  my  joys  to  flight; 
Sin  has  turn'd  my  day  to  night. 
3  Saviour,  shine  and  cheer  my  soul, 

Bid  my  dying  hopes  revive; 
Make  my  wounded  spirit  whole, 

Far  away  the  tempter  drive; 
Speak  the  word  and  set  me  free, 
Let  me  live  alone  to  thee. 

HYMN  85.     CM. 

Making  God  a  refuge  in  trouble. 

1  T^EAR  refuge  of  my  weary  soul, 
JLF  On  thee,  when  sorrows  rise, 
On  thee,  when  waves  of  trouble  roll, 

My  fainting  hope  relies. 

2  To  thee  I  tell  each  rising  grief, 

For  thou  alone  cans't  heal; 
Thy  word  can  bring  a  sweet  relief 
For  ev'ry  pain  I  feel. 

3  But  O!  when  gloomy  doubts  prevail, 

I  fear  to  call  thee  mine; 
The  springs  of  comfort  seem  to  fail, 
And  all  my  hopes  decline. 

4  Yet,  gracious  God,  where  shall  I  flee? 

Thou  art  my  only  trust; 
And  still  my  soul  would  cleave  to  thee, 
Tho'  prostrate  in  the  dust. 


86,  87  THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE. 

HYMN  86.     P.  M.     7. 
The  Christian  Pilgrim  encouraged. 

1  ipiLGRIM,  burden'd  with  thy  sin, 

\T  Haste  to  Zion's  gate  to-day; 
There,  till  mercy  let  thee  in, 

Knock,  and  weep,  and  watch,  and  pray. 

2  Knock — for  mercy  lends  an  ear; 

Weep — she  marks  the  sinner's  sigh; 
Watch — till  heav'nly  light  appear; 
Pray — she  hears  the  mourner's  cry. 

3  Mourning  Pilgrim!  what  for  thee 

In  this  world  can  now  remain? 
Seek  that  world  from  which  shall  flee 
Sorrow,  shame,  and  tears  and  pain. 

4  Sorrow  shall  forever  fly; 

Shame  shall  never  enter  there; 
Tears  be  wip'd  from  every  eye; 
Pain  in  endless  bliss  expire. 

HYMN  87.     P.  M.     8,  7,  4. 
Hope  encouraged. 
1   f\  My  soul,  what  means  this  sadness? 
%J  Wherefore  art  thou  thus  cast  down? 
Let  thy  griefs  be  turned  to  gladness; 
Bid  thy  restless  fears  begone; 

Look  to  Jesus, 
And  rejoice  in  his  dear  name. 
3  What  though  Satan's  strong  temptations 
Vex  and  grieve  thee  day  by  day; 
And  thy  sinful  inclinations 
Often  fill  thee  with  dismay; 

Thou  shalt  conquer — 
Thro'  the  Lamb's  redeeming  blood. 


THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE.  88 

Tho'  ten  thousand  ills  beset  thee, 

From  without  and  from  within; 
Jesus  saith  he'll  ne'er  forget  thee; 

But  will  save  from  hell  and  sin: 
He  is  faithful 

To  perform  his  gracious  word. 
Tho'  distresses  now  attend  thee, 

And  thou  tread'st  the  thorny  road; 
His  right  hand  shall  still  defend  thee; 

Soon  he'll  bring  thee  home  to  God! 
Therefore  praise  him — 

Praise  the  great  Redeemer's  name. 
Oh,  that  I  could  now  adore  him, 

Like  the  heav'nly  host  above, 
Who  forever  bow  before  him, 

And  unceasing  sing  his  love! 
Happy  songsters! 

When  shall  I  your  chorus  join? 

HYMN  88.     L.  M. 
Darkness  removed. 

WHEN   darkness    long   has  veil'd   my 
mind, 
And  smiling  day  once  more  appears; 
Then,  my  Redeemer!  then  I  find 
The  folly  of  my  doubts  and  fears. 

I  chide  my  unbelieving  heart; 
And  blush  that  I  should  ever  be 
Thus  prone  to  act  so  base  a  part, 
Or  harbour  one  hard  thought  of  thee. 
O,  let  me  then,  at  length,  be  taught 
(What  I  am  still  so  slow  to  learn,) 


&&  THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE. 

That  God  is  love,  and  changes  not, 
Nor  knows  the  shadow  of  a  turn. 

4  Sweet  truth,  and  easy  to  repeat; 
But  when  my  faith  is  sharply  tried, 
I  find  myself  a  learner  yet, — 
Unskilful,  weak,  and  apt  to  slide. 

5  But,  O  my  Lord,  one  look  from  thee 
Subdues  the  disobedient  will; 
Drives  doubt  and  discontent  away, 
And  thy  rebellious  worm  is  still. 

6  Thou  art  as  ready  to  forgive, 
As  I  am  ready  to  repine, 

Thou  therefore  all  the  praise  receive; 
Be  shame  and  self-abhorrence  mine. 

HYMN  89.    L.  M. 
Life  and  Safety  in  Christ  alone. 

1  V  ■  iHOU  only  Sov'reign  of  my  heart, 

1     My  refuge,  my  almighty  Friend: 
And  can  my  soul  from  thee  depart, 
On  whom  alone  my  hopes  depend? 

2  Whither,  ah!  whither  shall  I  go, 

A  wretched  wand'rer  from  my  Lord? 
Can  this  dark  world  of  sin  and  wo, 
One  glimpse  of  happiness  afford? 

3  Thy  Name  my  inmost  pow'rs  adore; 

Thou  art  my  life,  my  joy,  my  care; 
Depart  from  thee! — 'tis  death — 'tis  more, 
'Tis  endless  ruin — deep  despair! 

4  Low  at  thy  feet  my  soul  would  lie; 

Here  safety  dwells,  and  peace  divine; 
Still  let  me  live  beneath  thine  eye, 
For  life,  eternal  life  is  thine. 


THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE.  90,  91 

HYMN  90.     C.  M. 

Love  to  the  Creature  is  dangerous. 

1  1   FOW  vain  are  all  things  here  below! 
I  |    How  false,  and  yet  how  fair! 
Each  pleasure  has  its  poison  too, 

And  ev'ry  sweet  a  snare. 

2  The  brightest  things  below  the  sky 

Give  but  a  flatt'ring  light; 
We  should  suspect  some  danger  nigh, 
Where  we  possess  delight. 

3  Our  dearest  joys,  and  nearest  friends, 

The  partners  of  our  blood, 
How  they  divide  our  wav'ring  minds, 
And  leave  but  half  for  God. 

4  The  fondness  of  a  creature's  love, 

How  strong  it  strikes  the  sense! 
Thither  the  warm  affections  move, 
Nor  can  we  call  them  thence. 

5  Dear  Saviour,  let  thy  beauties  be 

My  soul's  eternal  food; 
And  grace  command  my  heart  away 
From  all  created  good. 

HYMN  91.     S.  M. 
Jfatchfulness  and  Prayer. 

1  "1%/TY  soul  be  on  thy  guard; 
_1?X_  Ten  thousand  foes  arise; 
And  hosts  of  sins  are  pressing  hard, 

To  draw  thee  from  the  skies. 

2  Oh,  watch,  and  fight,  and  pray, 

The  battle  ne'er  give  o'er; 

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92,  93  THE  CHRISTIAN  LI*  fe 

Renew  it  boldly  ev'ry  clay, 

And  help  divine  implore. 
3  Ne'er  think  the  vict'ry  won, 

Nor  once  at  ease  sit  down: 
Thy  arduous  work  will  not  be  done. 

Till  thou  hast  got  thy  crown. 

HYMN  92.     L.  M. 

Warning  against  Slothfulness. 

1  dlk  ISRAEL,  to  thy  tents  repair; 

\J  Why  thus  secure  on  hostile  ground? 
Thy  Lord  commands  thee  to  beware, 
For  many  foes  thy  camp  surround. 

2  The  trumpet  gives  a  martial  strain; 
O  Israel,  gird  thee  for  the  fight; 
Arise,  the  combat  to  maintain; 
Arise,  and  put  thy  foes  to  flight. 

3  O!  sleep  not  thou  as  others  do; 
Awake,  be  vigilant,  be  brave; 
The  coward,  and  the  sluggard  too, 
Must  wear  the  fetters  of  the  slave. 

4  A  nobler  lot  is  cast  for  thee, 

A  crown  awaits  thee  in  the  skies  I 
With  such  a  hope,  shall  Israel  flee, 
And  yield  through  weariness  the  prize? 

5  No!  let  a  careless  world  repose, 

And  slumber  on  through  life's  short  day, 
While  Israel  to  the  conflict  goes, 
And  bears  the  glorious  prize  away. 

HYMN  93.     C.  M. 
Ilunning  the  Christian  Race. 
1      4   WAKE,  my  soul!  stretch  ev'ry  nerve, 
f\   And  press  with  vigour  on: 


THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE.  94 

A  heav'nly  race  demands  thy  zeal, 
And  an  immortal  crown. 
3  Tis  God's  ail  animating  voice 
That  calls  thee  from  on  high: 
'Tis  his  own  hand  presents  the  prize 
To  thine  aspiring  eye. 

3  A  cloud  of  witnesses  around 

Hold  thee  in  full  survey; 
Forget  the  steps  already  trod, 
And  onward  urge  thy  way. 

4  Bless'd  Saviour!  introduc'd  by  thee, 

Have  we  our  race  begun; 
And,  crown'd  with  vict'ry,  at  thy  feet 
We'll  lay  our  laurels  down. 

HYMN  94.     P.  M.     8,  7,  4. 
The  Pilgrim's  Guide. 
\    d^i  UIDE  me.,  O  thou  great  Jehovah, 
\J[  Pilgrim,  thro'  this  barren  land; 
I  am  weak,  but  thou  art  mighty, 
Hold  me  with  thy  powerful  hand: 

Bread  of  heaven, 
Feed  me  till  I  want  no  more. 

2  Open  thou  the  crystal  fountain, 

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

Lead  me  all  my  journey  through: 

Strong  Deliv'rer, 
Be  thou  still  my  strength  and  shield. 

3  When  I  tread  the  verge  of  Jordan, 

Bid  my  anxious  fears  subside: 
Death  of  death,  and  hell's  destruction, 
Land  me  safe  on  Canaan's  side: 


95  THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE. 

Songs  of  praises 
I  will  ever  give  to  thee. 

HYMN  95.     P.  M.     8,  7. 
Forsaking  all  to  follow  Christ. 

1  TESUS,  I  my  cross  have  taken, 
qJ    All  to  leave  and  follow  thee; 
Naked,  poor,  despis'd,  forsaken, 

Thou  from  hence  my  all  shalt  be. 
Perish,  every  fond  ambition, 

All  I've  sought,  or  hop'd  or  known; 
Yet  how  rich  is  my  condition, 

God,  and  heav'n  are  still  my  own. 

2  Let  the  world  despise  and  leave  me; 

They  have  left  my  Saviour  too; 
Human  hearts  and  looks  deceive  me, 

Thou  art  not  like  them  untrue; 
And  whilst  thou  shalt  smile  upon  me, 

God  of  wisdom,  love,  and  might, 
Foes  may  hate,  and  friends  disown  me, 

Show  thy  face  and  all  is  bright. 

3  Go,  then,  earthly  fame,  and  treasure, 

Come,  disaster,  scorn,  and  pain; 
In  thy  service,  pain  is  pleasure, 

With  thy  favour,  loss  is  gain. 
I  have  call'd  thee  Abba,  father, 

I  have  set  my  heart  on  thee; 
Storms  may  howl,  and  clouds  may  gather, 

All  must  work  for  good  to  me. 

4  Man  may  trouble,  and  distress  me, 

T'will  but  drive  me  to  thy  breast; 

Life  with  trials  hard  may  press  me, 
Heav'n  will  bring  me  sweeter  rest. 


THE  CHRISTIAN'  LIFE.  96 

Oh!  'tis  not  in  grief  to  luirm  me: 

While  thy  love  is  left  to  me; 
Oh!  t'were  not  in  joy  to  charm  me, 

Were  that  joy  unmix'd  with  thee. 
Soul,  then  know  thy  full  salvation; 

Rise  o'er  sin,  and  fear,  and  care; 
Joy  to  find  in  every  station, 

Something  still  to  do,  or  bear. 
Think  what  spirit  dwells  within  thee; 

Think  what  father's  smiles  are  thine; 
Think  that  Jesus  died  to  win  thee; 

Child  of  Heav'n,  can'st  thou  repine? 
Haste  thee  on  from  grace  to  glory, 

Arm'd  by  faith,  and  wing'd  by  pray'r: 
Heav'n's  eternal  day's  before  thee, 

God's  own  hand  shall  guide  thee  there. 
Soon  shall  close  thy  earthly  mission, 

Soon  shall  pass  thy  pilgrim  days; 
Hope  shall  change  to  glad  fruition, 

Faith  to  sight,  and  pray'r  to  praise. 

HYMN  96.     P.  M.     7. 
The  three  Mountains. 

WHEN  on  Sinai's  top  I  see 
God  descend  in  majesty, 
To  proclaim  his  holy  law, 
All  my  spirit  sinks  with  awe. 

When  in  ecstasy  sublime, 
Tabor's  glorious  steep  I  climb, 
At  the  too  transporting  light, 
Darkness  rushes  o'er  my  sight. 

When  on  Calvary  I  rest, 
God  in  flesh  made  manifest, 
c,  2 


97  THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE. 

Shines  in  my  Redeemer's  face, 
Full  of  beauty,  truth,  and  grace. 

4  Here  I  would  forever  stay, 
Weep  and  gaze  my  soul  away; 
Thou  art  heav'n  on  earth  to  me, 
Lovely,  mournful  Calvary. 

HYMN  97.     P.  M.     7. 
Gethsemane. 

1  1%/TANY  woes  had  Christ  endur'd, 
I?  1    Many  sore  temptations  met, 
Patient,  and  to  pains  inur'd; 

But  the  sorest  trial  yet 
Was  to  be  sustain'd  in  thee, 
Gloomy,  sad  Gethsemane. 

2  Came  at  length  the  dreadful  night, 
Vengeance  with  its  iron  rod 
Stood,  and  with  collected  might, 
Bruis'd  the  harmless  Lamb  of  God: 
See,  my  soul,  the  Saviour  see; 
Prostrate  in  Gethsemane. 

3  There  my  God  bore  all  my  guilt, 
This  thro'  grace  can  be  belie v'd; 
But  the  torments  which  he  felt, 
Are  too  vast  to  be  conceiv'd; 
None  can  penetrate  through  thee, 
Doleful,  dark  Gethsemane. 

4  All  my  sins  against  my  God, 
All  my  sins  against  his  laws, 
All  my  sins  against  his  blood, 
All  my  sins  against  his  cause, 
Sins  as  boundless  as  the  sea; 
Hide  me,  O  Gethsemane. 


THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE.  98 

5  Here's  my  claim,  and  here  alone; 
None  a  Saviour  more  can  need; 
Deeds  of  righteousness  I've  none; 
Not  a  work  that  I  can  plead; 
Not  a  glimpse  of  hope  for  me, 
Only  in  Gethsemane. 

6  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
One  Almighty  God  of  love: 
Prais'd  by  all  the  heav'nly  host 
In  thy  shining  courts  above; 

We,  poor  sinners,  Gracious  Three, 
Praise  thee  for  Gethsemane. 

HYMN  98.     P.  M.    8,  7. 

Sitting  at  the  foot  of  the  Cross. 

1  £i  WEET  the  moments,  rich  in  blessing, 
j^  Which  before  the  Cross  I  spend, 
Life,  and  health,  and  peace  possessing 

From  the  sinner's  dying  friend. 

2  Here  I'll  sit  forever  viewing 

Mercy's  streams  in  streams  of  blood; 
Precious  drops!  my  soul  bedewing, 
Plead,  and  claim  my  peace  with  God. 

3  Truly  blessed  is  this  station, 

Low  before  his  Cross  to  lie; 
While  I  see  divine  compassion 
Floating  in  his  languid  eye. 

4  Here  it  is  I  find  my  heaven, 

While  upon  the  Cross  I  gaze; 
Love  I  much !  I've  more  forgiven; 
I'm  a  miracle  of  grace. 

5  Love  and  grief  my  heart  dividing, 

With  my  tears  my  feet  I'll  bathe, 


99  THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE. 

Constant  still  in  faith  abiding, 
Life  deriving  from  his  death. 
6  May  I  still  enjoy  this  feeling, 
In  all  need  to  Jesus  go; 
Prove  his  wounds  each  day  more  healing, 
And  himself  more  fully  know. 

HYMN  99.     S.  M. 
Weak  Believers  comforted, 

1  "^TOUR  harps,  ye  trembling  saints, 

■     Down  from  the  willows  take; 
Loud  to  the  praise  of  love  divine, 
Bid  ev'ry  string  awake. 

2  Though  in  a  foreign  land, 

We  are  not  far  from  home, 
And  nearer  to  our  home  above 
We  ev'ry  moment  come. 

3  His  grace  will  to  the  end, 

Stronger  and  brighter  shine; 
Nor  present  things,  nor  things  to  come, 
Shall  quench  the  love  divine. 

4  When  we  in  darkness  walk, 

Nor  feel  the  heav'nly  flame; 
Then  is  the  time  to  trust  our  God, 
And  rest  upon  his  name. 

5  Soon  shall  our  doubts  and  fears, 

Subside  at  his  control; 
His  loving  kindness  shall  break  through 
The  midnight  of  the  soul. 

6  Bless'd  is  the  man,  O  God, 

That  stays  himself  on  thee! 
Who  waits  for  thy  salvation,  Lord, 
Shall  thy  salvation  see. 


THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE.  100,   101 

HYMN   100.     P.M.     7. 
Rejoicing  in  Hope, 

1  |^1HILDREN  of  the  heav'nly  King, 
\J   As  ye  journey,  sweetly  sing; 
Sing  your  Saviour's  worthy  praise, 
Glorious  in  his  works  and  ways. 

2  Ye  are  trav'ling  home  to  God, 
In  the  way  the  fathers  trod; 
They  are  happy  now,  and  ye 
Soon  their  happiness  shall  see. 

3  Shout,  ye  little  flock,  and  blest, 
You  near  Jesus'  throne  shall  rest; 
There  your  seats  are  now  prepar'd, 
There  your  kingdom  and  reward. 

4  Fear  not,  brethren,  joyful  stand 
On  the  borders  of  your  land: 
Jesus  Christ,  your  Father's  Son, 
Bids  you  undismay'd,  go  on. 

5  Lord !  submissive  make  us  go, 
Gladly  leaving  all  below: 
Only  thou  our  Leader  be, 
And  we  still  will  follow  thee. 

HYMN  101.     P.M.     7. 

Redeeming  Love. 

1  ^^T^^  begin  the  heav'nly  theme, 
JL^I    Sing  aloud  in  Jesus'  name; 
Ye,  who  Jesus'  kindness  prove, 
Triumph  in  redeeming  love. 

2  Ye,  who  see  the  Father's  grace, 
Beaming  in  the  Saviour's  face, 


102  THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE. 

As  to  Canaan  on  ye  move, 
Praise  and  bless  redeeming  love. 

3  Mourning  souls,  dry  up  your  tears, 
Banish  all  your  guilty  fears: 

See  your  guilt  and  curse  remove, 
Canceird  by  redeeming  love. 

4  Ye,  alas!  who  long  have  been 
Willing  slaves  of  death  and  sin  ! 
Now  from  bliss  no  longer  rove, 
Stop,  and  taste  redeeming  love. 

5  Welcome,  all  by  sin  oppress'd — 
Welcome  to  his  sacred  rest: 
Nothing  brought  him  from  above, 
Nothing  but  redeeming  love. 

6  Hither,  then,  your  music  bring, 
Strike  aloud  each  joyful  string; 
Mortals,  join  the  hosts  above — 
Join  to  praise  redeeming  love. 

HYMN   102.     P.M.     7,6. 
Divine  light  breaking  into  the  Soul. 
\    O  OMETIMES  a  light  surprises 
j^  The  Christian  while  he  sings; 
It  is  the  Lord  who  rises, 

With  healing  on  his  wings; 
When  comforts  are  declining, 

He  grants  the  soul  again 
A  season  of  cjear  shining, 
To  cheer  it  after  rain. 
2  In  holy  contemplation, 
We  sweetly  then  pursue 
The  theme  of  God's  salvation, 
And  find  it  ever  new: 


THE   CHRISTIAN   LIFE.  103 

Set  free  from  present  sorrow, 

We  cheerfully  can  say, 
Let  the  unknown  to-morrow 

Bring  with  it  what  it  may. 

3  It  can  bring  with  it  nothing, 

But  he  will  bear  us  through, — 
Who  gives  the  lilies  clothing, 

Will  clothe  his  people  too: 
Beneath  the  spreading  heavens, 

No  creature  but  is  fed; 
And  he  who  feeds  the  ravens, 

Will  give  his  children  bread. 

4  Though  vine  nor  fig-tree  neither, 

Their  wonted  fruit  should  bear, 
Though  all  the  fields  should  wither, 

Nor  flocks  nor  herds  be  there; 
Yet  God  the  same  abiding, 

His  praise  shall  tune  my  voice; 
For  while  in  him  confiding, 

I  cannot  but  rejoice. 

HYMN   103.     L.  P.  M. 
The  Christian  Israel. 

1  rilHUS  far  on  life's  perplexing  path, 

1    Thus  far,  thou  Lord,  our  steps  hast  led; 
Snatch'd  from  the  world's  pursuing  wrath, 
Unharm'd  though  floods  hung  o'er  our  head; 
Like  ransom'd  Israel  on  the  shore, 
Here  then  we  pause,  look  back,  adore. 

2  Strangers,  and  pilgrims  here  below, 
Like  all  our  fathers  in  their  day, 
We  to  the  land  of  promise  go, 
Lord,  by  thine  own  appointed  way; 


104  THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE. 

Still  guide,  illumine,  cheer  our  flight, 
In  cloud  by  day,  in  fire  by  night. 

3  Safety  thy  presence  is,  and  rest, 
While,  as  the  eagle  o'er  her  brood, 
Flutters  her  pinions,  stirs  the  nest, 
Covers,  defends,  provides  them  food, 
Bears  on  her  wings,  instructs  to  fly, — 
Thy  love  prepares  us  for  the  sky. 

4  Protect  us  through  the  wilderness, 
From  fiery  serpents,  plague,  and  foe; 
With  bread  from  heav'n  thy  people  bless, 
And  living  streams  where'er  we  go; 
Nor  let  our  rebel  hearts  repine, 

Or  follow  any  voice  but  thine. 

5  Thy  holy  law  to  us  proclaim, 
But  not  from  Sinai's  top  alone; 
Hid  in  the  rock-cleft  be  thy  name, 
Thy  pow'r,  and  all  thy  goodness  shown; 
And  may  we  never  bow  the  knee, 

Or  worship  any  God  but  thee. 

6  When  we  have  number'd  all  our  years, 
And  stand  at  length  on  Jordan's  brink, 
Though  the  flesh  fail  with  mortal  fears, 
O  let  not  then  the  spirit  sink; 

But  strong  in  faith,  and  hope,  and  love, 
Plunge  through  the  stream  to  rise  above. 

HYMN   104.     C.  M. 

Impatience  for  death  sinful. 

1    llTHY  thus  impatient  to  be  gone? 
ff     Such  wishes  breathe  no  more; 
Let  him  who  lock'd  thy  spirit  in, 
When  meet  unbolt  the  door. 


THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE.  105 

2  Why  would'st  thou  snatch  the  victor's  palm, 

Before  the  conquest's  won? 
Or  wish  to  seize  th'  immortal  prize, 
Ere  yet  the  race  is  run? 

3  Inglorious  wish  to  haste  away 

And  leave  thy  work  undone! 
To  serve  thy  Lord  will  please  no  less, 
Than  praising  round  the  throne. 

4  While  thou  art  standing  in  the  field, 

For  bliss  thou'lt  riper  grow; 
Then  wait  the  Lord's  appointed  time, 
Till  he  shall  bid  thee  go. 

HYMN  105.     P.  M. 

Tlie  affections  detached  from  Earth  and  aspiring 
to  Heaven. 

1  1  f  WOULD  not  live  alway:  I  ask  not  to 

1  stay 

Where  storm  after  storm  rises  dark  o'er  the 

way; 
The  few  lurid  mornings  that  dawn  on  us  here, 
Are  enough  for  life's  woes,  full  enough  for 

its  cheer. 

2  I  would  not  live  alway,  thus  fetter'd  by  sin; 
Temptation  without  and  corruption  within: 
E'en  the  rapture  of  pardon  is  mingled  with 

fears, 
And  the  cup  of  thanksgiving  with  penitent 
tears. 

3  I  would  not  live  alway:   no — welcome  the 

tomb, 
Since  Jesus  hath  lain  there,  I  dread  not  its 
gloom; 


106,    107"  THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE. 

There,  sweet  be  my  rest,  till  he  bid  me  arise 
To  hail  him  in  triumph  descending  the  skies. 

4  Who,  who  would  live  alway,  away  from  his 

God; 
Away  from  yon  heaven,  that  blissful  abode, 
Where  the  rivers  of  pleasure  flow  o'er  the 

bright  plains, 
And  the  noontide  of  glory  eternally  reigns: 

5  Where   the   saints  of  all   ages   in  harmony 

meet, 
Their  Saviour  and  brethren,  transported  to 

greet; 
While  the  anthems  of  rapture  unceasingly 

roll, 
And  the  smile  of  the  Lord  is  the  feast  of  the 

soul! 

HYMN   106.     C.  M. 
Passage  through  Life. 

1  %  MTE  seek  a  rest  beyond  the  skies, 

ft      In  everlasting  day; 
Through  floods,  and  flames  the  passage  lies, 
But  Jesus  guards  the  way. 

2  The  swelling  flood,  and  raging  flame, 

Hear,  and  obey  his  word; 
Then  let  us  triumph  in  his  name, 
Our  Saviour  is  the  Lord. 

HYMN  107.     P.  M.     11. 
The  Pilgrim  of  Zion. 
1    C1AD    pilgrim    of    Zion,    tho'    chasten'd 
j^         awhile, 

Thro'  this  dark  vale  of  tears,  hope  bids  thee 
to  smile; 


THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE.  108 

Far   spent   is  the   night: — see   approaching 

the  day 
That  calls  thee  from    sorrow   and    sighing 

away. 

2  No  tear  of  repentance,  nor  wave  of  the  storm, 
Not  a  cloud  shall  e'er  dark'n  the  light  of 

that  morn, 
Where  thy   sun  sets  no  more,  but  forever 
shall  shine, 
Unsullied  in  beauty,  in  glory  divine. 

3  White  thy  robe,  wash'd  in  blood,  the  prize 

that  was  giv'n 

To  redeem  thee  from  earth,  and  raise  thee 
to  heav'n; 

Where  love  blooms  in  peace,  and  blest  joys 
feast  thy  sight, 

Where  God  is  thy  glory,  the  Lord  thy  de- 
light. 

4  O  pilgrim,  till  then  be  thou  instant  in  pray'r, 
Life's  sorrows,  and  pains  thy  Redeemer  will 

bear; 
Reposing  in  death,  the  love  that  ne'er  dies, 
Sheds  light  to  conduct  thee  in  peace  to  the 

skies. 

HYMN  108.     P..M.     7,  6. 

Breatliin'j;  after  Heaven. 

1  1IJ  ISE,  my  soul,  and  stretch  thy  wings, 
M\j  Thy  better  portion  trace; 
Rise  from  transitory  things, 

Tow'rd  heav'n,  thy  native  place. 
Sun,  and  moon,  and  stars  decay — 

Time  shall  soon  this  earth  remove: 


109  THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE. 

Rise,  my  soul,  and  haste  away 
To  seats  prepar'd  above. 

2  Rivers  to  the  ocean  run, 

Nor  stay  in  all  their  course: 
Fires  ascending  seek  the  sun, 

Both  speed  them  to  their  source; 
So  a  soul  that's  born  to  God, 

Pants  to  view  his  glorious  face; 
Upward  tends  to  his  abode, 

To  rest  in  his  embrace. 

3  Fly  me  riches,  fly  me  cares, 

While  I  that  coast  explore; 
Flatt'ring  world,  with  all  thy  snares, 

Solicit  me  no  more. 
Pilgrims  fix  not  here  their  home, 

Strangers  tarry  but  a  night; 
When  the  last  dear  morn  is  come, 

They'll  rise  to  joyful  light. 

4  Cease,  ye  pilgrims,  cease  to  mourn, 

Press  onward  to  the  prize; 
Soon  the  Saviour  will  return, 

Triumphant  in  the  skies: 
There  we'll  join  the  heav'nly  train, 

Welcom'd  to  partake  the  bliss; 
Fly  from  sorrow  and  from  pain, 

To  realms  of  endless  peace. 

HYMN   109.     C.  M. 

The  hope  of  Heaven  supporting. 

1   "WTETHEN  I  can  read  my  title  clear 
f  f     To  mansions  in  the  skies, 
I  bid  farewell  to  every  fear, 
And  wipe  my  weeping  eyes. 


THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE.  1  10 

2  Should  earth  against  my  soul  engage, 

And  hellish  darts  be  hurl'd, 
Then  I  can  smile  at  Satan's  rage, 
And  face  a  frowning  world. 

3  Let  cares,  like  a  wild  deluge  come, 

And  storms  of  sorrow  fall; 
May  I  but  safely  reach  my  home, 
My  God,  my  heav'n,  my  all; 

4  There  shall  I  bathe  my  weary  soul 

In  seas  of  heav'nly  rest; 
And  not  a  wave  of  trouble  roll 
Across  my  peaceful  breast. 

HYMN  110.     C.  P.  M. 
The  heavenly  prospect. 

1  I)  EJOICING  now  in  glorious  hope, 
Jt\;  We  stand,  and  from  the  mountain  top, 

View  all  the  land  below; 
Rivers  of  milk  and  honey  rise, 
And  all  the  fruits  of  Paradise 

In  endless  plenty  grow. 

2  A  land  where  sin  shall  ne'er  invade, 
Nor  doubt  shall  cast  a  gloomy  shade, 

With  ev'ry  blessing  crown'd; 
There  dwells  the  Lord  our  righteousness, 
And  keeps  his  own  in  perfect  peace; 

And  all  his  praise  resound. 

3  May  we  this  better  land  possess, 
When  in  this  howling  wilderness, 

No  longer  we  shall  rove, — 
Lord,  help  us  humbly  to  rejoice, 
In  hope  we  there  shall  hear  thy  voice, 

And  sing  redeeming  love. 
h  2 


Ill,   112  WORSHIP. 

Worship. 

HYMN  ill.     L.  M. 

The  Mercy  Seat. 

1  iilROM  ev'ry  stormy  wind  that  blows, 
r     From  ev'ry  swelling  tide  of  woes, 

There  is  a  calm,  a  sure  retreat; 
'Tis  found  beneath  the  mercy  seat. 

2  There  is  a  place,  where  Jesus  sheds 
The  oil  of  gladness  on  our  heads; 

A  place  than  all  besides  more  sweet; 
It  is  the  blood-bought  mercy  seat. 

3  There  is  a  scene  where  spirits  blend, 
Where  friend  holds  fellowship  with  friend: 
Though  sunder'd  far,  by  faith  they  meet, 
Around  one  common  mercy  seat. 

4  Ah!  whither  could  we  fly  for  aid, 
When  tempted,  desolate,  dismay 'd? 
Or  how  the  hosts  of  hell  defeat, 
Had  suffering  saints  no  mercy  seat? 

5  There,  there  on  eagle's  wings  we  soar, 
And  sin,  and  sense  seem  all  no  more; 

And  heav'n  comes  down  our  souls  to  greet, 
And  glory  crowns  the  mercy  seat. 

6  O,  let  my  hand  forget  her  skill, 
My  tongue  be  silent,  cold,  and  still, 
This  bounding  heart  forget  to  beat, 
If  I  forget  the  mercy  seat. 

HYMN   112.     C.  M. 

Preparation  for  Prayer. 
1   1  ["   ORD,  teach  us  how  to  pray  aright, 
JLi  With  rev'rencc  and  with  fear, 


WORSHIP.  113 

Though  dust  and  ashes  in  thy  sight, 

We  may,  we  must  draw  near. 
God  of  all  grace,  we  come  to  thee, 

With  broken,  contrite  hearts; 
Give  what  thine  eyes  delight  to  see, 

Truth  in  the  inward  parts. 
Give  deep  humility — the  sense 

Of  godly  sorrow  give; 
A  strong  desiring  confidence 

To  hear  thy  voice,  and  live; — 
Faith  in  the  only  sacrifice 

That  can  for  sin  atone; 
To  cast  our  hopes,  to  fix  our  eyes, 

On  Christ,  on  Christ  alone; — 
Patience  to  watch,  and  wait,  and  weep, 

Though  mercy  long  delay; 
Courage,  our  fainting  souls  to  keep, 

And  trust  thee  though  thou  slay. 
Give  these,  and  then  thy  will  be  done; 

Thus  strengthen'd  with  all  might, 
We,  by  thy  Spirit,  and  thy  Son, 

Shall  pray,  and  pray  aright. 

HYMN  113.     C.  M. 
The  Nature  of  Prayer. 

PRAY'R  is  the  soul's  sincere  desire, 
Utter'd  or  unexpress'd; 
The  motion  of  a  hidden  fire, 

That  trembles  in  the  breast. 
Pray'r  is  the  burden  of  a  sigh, 

The  falling  of  a  tear; 
The  upward  glancing  of  an  eye, 
When  none  but  God  is  near. 


114  WORSHIP. 

3  Pray'r  is  the  simplest  form  of  speech 

That  infant  lips  can  try; 
Pray'r  the  sublimest  strains  that  reach 
The  majesty  on  high. 

4  Pray'r  is  the  Christian's  vital  breath, 

The  Christian's  native  air, 
The  watch-word  at  the  gates  of  death; — 
He  enters  heav'n  with  pray'r. 

5  Pray'r  is  the  contrite  sinner's  voice, 

Returning  from  his  ways; 
While  angels  in  their  songs  rejoice, 
And  cry,  "  Behold  he  prays!" 

6  In  pray'r,  on  earth,  the  saints  are  one; 

They're  one  in  word  and  mind; 
When,  with  the  Father  and  the  Son, 
Sweet  fellowship  they  find. 

7  O  thou,  by  whom  we  come  to  God, 

The  life,  the  truth,  the  way, 
The  path  of  pray'r  thyself  hast  trod; 
Lord,  teach  us  how  to  pray. 

HYMN   114.     L.  M. 
Worshipping  Jesus. 

1  £1  OFT  be  the  gently  breathing  notes, 
J3   That  sing  the  Saviour's  dying  love: 
Soft  as  the  ev'ning  zephyr  floats, 

Soft  as  the  tuneful  lyres  above. 

2  Soft  as  the  morning  dews  descend, 

While  the  sweet  lark  exulting  soars; 
So  soft  to  your  Almighty  Friend, 
Be  ev'ry  sigh  your  bosom  pours: 

3  Pure  as  the  sun's  enliv'ning  ray, 

That  scatters  life  and  joy  abroad; 


WORSHIP.  115 

Pure  as  the  lucid  car  of  clay, 

That  wide  proclaims  its  Maker,  God. 
4  True  as  the  magnet  to  the  pole, 
So  true  let  your  contrition  be — 
So  true  let  all  your  sorrows  roll, 
To  Him  who  bled  upon  the  tree. 
HYMN  115.     CM. 
Habitual  Devotion. 

1  ^mTHILST  thee  I  seek,  protecting  Power ! 

f  f     Be  my  vain  wishes  still'd; 
And  may  this  consecrated  hour 
With  better  hopes  be  fill'd. 

2  Thy  love  the  pow'r  of  thought  bestow'd, 

To  thee  my  thoughts  would  soar: 
Thy  mercy  o'er  my  life  has  flow'd; 
That  mercy  I  adore. 

3  In  each  event  of  life,  how  clear 

Thy  ruling  hand  I  see! 
Each  blessing  to  my  soul  most  dear, 
Because  conferr'd  by  thee. 

4  In  ev'ry  joy  that  crowns  my  days, 

In  ev'ry  pain  I  bear, 
My  heart  shall  find  delight  in  praise, 
Or  seek  relief  in  pray'r. 

5  When  gladness  wings  my  favour'd  hour, 

Thy  love  my  thoughts  shall  fill: 
Resign'd  when  storms  of  sorrow  low'r, 
My  soul  shall  meet  thy  will. 

6  My  lifted  eye,  without  a  tear, 

The  gathering  storm  shall  see; 
My  steadfast  heart  shall  know  no  fear; 
That  heart  will  rest  on  thee. 


116,   117  WORSHIP. 

HYMN  116.     CM. 
The  Devout  Request. 

1  1/lATHER,  whate'er  of  earthly  bliss, 
F     Thy  sov'reign  will  denies, 

Accepted  at  thy  throne  of  grace, 
Let  this  petition  rise: 

2  "  Give  me  a  calm,  a  thankful  heart, 

From  ev'ry  murmur  free; 
The  blessings  of  thy  grace  impart, 
And  make  me  live  to  thee. 

3  "  Let  the  sweet  hope  that  I  am  thine, 

My  life  and  death  attend; 
Thy  presence  thro'  my  journey  shine, 
And  crown  my  journey's  end." 

HYMN  117.     CM. 
Retirement. 

1  1  ilAR  from  the  world,  O  Lord,  I  flee, 
r     From  strife  and  tumult  far; 

From  scenes  where  Satan  wages  still 
His  most  successful  war. 

2  The  calm  retreat,  the  silent  shade. 

With  pray'r  and  praise  agree: 
And  seem,  by  thy  sweet  bounty  made, 
For  those  who  follow  thee. 

3  Then  if  thy  Spirit  touch  the  soul, 

And  grace  her  mean  abode. 
Oh,  with  what  peace  and  joy  and  love, 
She  there  communes  with  God! 

4  There,  like  a  nightingale  she  pours 

Her  solitary  lays: 
Nor  asks  a  witness  of  her  long) 
Nor  thirsts  for  human  praise. 


WORSHIP.  118,    119 

HYMN  118.     CM. 

Evening  Twilight. 

1  1  r  LOVE  to  steal  awhile  away 

1    From  ev'ry  cumb'ring  care, 
And  spend  the  hours  of  setting  day 
In  humble,  grateful  pray'r. 

2  I  love  in  solitude  to  shed 

The  penitential  tear, 
And  all  His  promises  to  plead, 
Where  none  but  God  can  hear. 

3  I  love  to  think  on  mercies  past, 

And  future  good  implore, 
And  all  my  cares  and  sorrows  cast 
On  Him  whom  I  adore. 

4  I  love  by  faith  to  take  a  view 

Of  brighter  scenes  in  heav'n; 
The  prospect  doth  my  strength  renew, 
While  here  by  tempests  driv'n. 

5  Thus,  when  life's  toilsome  day  is  o'er, 

May  its  departing  ray 
Be  calm  as  this  impressive  hour, 
And  lead  to  endless  day. 

HYMN  119.     CM. 
Evening  If  o rah ip . 

1  £~\  LORD,  another  day  has  flown, 
\J  And  we,  a  lonely  band, 

Are  met  once  more  before  thy  throne, 
To  bless  thy  fost'ring  hand. 

2  And  wilt  thou  bend  a  list'ning  ear, 

To  praises  low  as  ours? 
Thou  wilt!  for  thou  dost  love  to  hear 
The  song  which  meekness  pours. 


120  WORSHIP. 

3  And,  Jesus,  thou  thy  smiles  wilt  deign, 

As  we  before  thee  pray; 
For  thou  didst  bless  tl^e  infant  train, 
And  we  are  less  than  they. 

4  O  let  thy  grace  perform  its  part, 

And  let  contention  cease; 
And  shed  abroad  in  every  heart 
Thine  everlasting  peace! 

5  Thus  chasten'd,  cleans'd,  entirely  thine, 

A  flock  by  Jesus  led; 
The  sun  of  holiness  shall  shine, 
In  glory  on  our  head. 

6  And  thou  wilt  turn  our  wand'ring  feet, 

And  thou  wilt  bless  our  way; 
Till  worlds  shall  fade,  and  faith  shall  greet 
The  dawn  of  lasting  day. 

HYMN  120.     L.  M. 
Family  Worship. 

1  1/lATHER  of  all,  thy  care  we  bless, 

r     Which  crowns  our  families  with  peace; 
From  thee  they  spring,  and  by  thy  hand, 
They  have  been,  and  are  still  sustain'd. 

2  To  God,  most  worthy  to  be  prais'd, 
Be  our  domestic  altars  rais'd; 

Who,  Lord  of  heav'n,  scorns  not  to  dwell 
With  saints,  in  their  obscurest  cell. 

3  To  thee  may  each  united  house, 
Morning  and  night  present  its  vows; 
Our  servants  there,  and  risimg  race, 
Be  taught  thy  precepts  and  thy  grace. 

4  Oh,  may  each  future  age  proclaim 
The  honours  of  thy  glorious  name; 


WORSHIP.  121 

While  pleas'd  and  thankful,  we  remove 
To  join  the  family  above. 

HYMN  121.     P.M.     7. 
Saturday  evening. 

1  O  AFELY  through  another  week, 
j^   God  has  brought  us  on  our  way; 
Let  us  now  a  blessing  seek 

On  th'  approaching  Sabbath  day; 
Day  of  all  the  week  the  best, 
Emblem  of  eternal  rest. 

2  Mercies  multiplied  each  hour, 

Through  the  week  our  praise  demand; ' 
Guarded  by  Almighty  pow'r, 

Fed,  and  guided  by  his  hand; 
Though  ungrateful  we  have  been, 
Only  made  returns  of  sin. 

3  While  we  pray  for  pard'ning  grace, 

Through  the  dear  Redeemer's  name, 
Show  thy  reconciled  face, 

Shine  away  our  sin,  and  shame. 
From  our  worldly  care  set  free, 
May  we  rest  this  night  with  thee. 

4  When  the  morn  shall  bid  us  rise, 

May  we  feel  thy  presence  near! 
May  thy  glory  meet  our  eyes, 

When  we  in  thy  house  appear. 
There  afford  us,  Lord,  a  taste 
Of  our  everlasting  feast. 

5  May  thy  gospel's  joyful  sound, 

Conquer  sinners,  comfort  saints; 
Make  the  fruits  of  grace  abound, 
Bring  relief  for  all  complaints; 


122,  123  worship. 

Thus  may  all  our  Sabbaths  prove, 
Till  we  join  the  church  above. 

HYMN   122.     CM. 
God  speaking  peace  to  his  people. 

1  "irTNITE,  my  roving  thoughts,  unite, 

\J    In  silence  soft,  and  sweet; 
And  thou,  my  soul,  sit  gently  down 
At  thy  great  Sov'reign's  feet. 

2  Jehovah's  awful  voice  is  heard, 

Yet  gladly  I  attend; 
For  lo!  the  everlasting  God 
Proclaims  himself  my  friend. 

3  Harmonious  accents  to  my  soul, 

The  sounds  of  peace  convey; 
The  tempest  at  his  word  subsides, 
And  winds,  and  seas  obey. 

4  By  all  its  joys,  I  charge  my  heart 

To  grieve  his  love  no  more; 
But  charm'd  by  melody  divine, 
To  give  its  follies  o'er. 

HYMN  123.     L.  M. 
Commencement  of  public  worship. 

1  f  |  ^HY  presence,  gracious  God,  afford— 

B      Prepare  us  to  receive  thy  word; 
Now  let  thy  voice  engage  our  ear, 
And  faith  be  mixt  with  what  we  hear. 

2  Distracting  thoughts  and  cares  remove, 
And  fix  our  hearts  and  hopes  above; 
With  food  divine  may  we  be  fed, 

And  satisfi'd  with  living  bread. 

3  To  us  thy  sacred  word  apply. 
With  Bov'reign  pow'r  and  energ 


worship.  124,  125 

And  may  we  in  true  faith  and  fear, 
Reduce  to  practice  what  we  hear. 

HYMN  124.     P.  M.     8,7,4. 
At  the  close  of  Worship. 

LORD,  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing — 
Fill  our  hearts  with  joy  and  peaces 
Let  us  each,  thy  love  possessing, 
Triumph  in  redeeming  grace; 
Oh,  refresh  us! 
Trav'ling  through  this  wilderness. 
Thanks  we  give,  and  adoration, 
For  thy  gospel's  joyful  sound; 
May  the  fruits  of  thy  salvation 
In  our  hearts  and  lives  abound: 

May  thy  presence 
With  us  evermore  be  found. 
So,  whene'er  the  signal's  giv'n, 

Us  from  earth  to  call  away; 
Borne  on  angels'  wings  to  heav'n, 
Glad  to  leave  our  cumb'rous  clay, 

May  we,  ready, 
Rise  and  reign  in  endless  day! 
HYMN  125.     L.  M. 
Social  Worship. 

"  ^MTHERE  two  or  three  with  sweet  ac- 

y  ▼  cord, 

Obedient  to  their  sov'reign  Lord, 
Meet  to  recount  his  acts  of  grace, 
And  offer  solemn  pray'r  and  praise — 
"  There,  says  the  Saviour,  will  I  be, 
Amid  this  little  company; 


126,   127  REVIVAL. 

To  them  unveil  my  shining  face, 
And  shed  my  glories  round  the  place." 
3  We  meet  at  thy  command,  dear  Lord, 
Relying  on  thy  faithful  word; 
Now  send  thy  Spirit  from  above, 
Now  fill  our  hearts  with  heav'nly  love. 

HYMN  126.     P.  M.    8. 

Our  God  forever, 

1  nriHIS  God  is  the  God  we  adore, 

1     Our  faithful,  unchangeable  friend; 
Whose  love  is  as  large  as  his  pow'r, 
And  neither  knows  measure  nor  end; 

2  'Tis  Jesus,  the  first  and  the  last, 

Whose  spirit  shall  guide  us  safe  home, 
We'll  praise  him  for  all  that  is  past, 
And  trust  him  for  all  that's  to  come. 


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Revival. 

HYMN   127.     P.M.     8,7. 
Declension  of  Religion  lamented. 
NCE,  O  Lord,  thy  garden  flourish'd, 


Ev'ry  part  look'd  gay  and  green; 
Then  thy  word  our  spirits  nourished, 
Happy  seasons  we  have  seen! 

But  a  drought  has  since  succeeded, 

And  a  sad  decline  we  see; 
Lord,  thy  help  is  greatly  needed, 

Help  can  only  come  from  thee. 


REVIVAL.  128 

3  Some,  in  whom  we  once  delighted, 

We  shall  meet  no  more  below; 

Some,  alas!  we  fear  are  blighted, — 

Scarce  a  single  leaf  they  show. 

4  Dearest  Saviour,  hasten  hither, 

Thou  canst  make  them  bloom  again; 
Oh,  permit  them  not  to  wither, 
Let  not  all  our  hopes  be  vain! 

HYMN   128.     P.  M.     8,7,4. 
Prayer  for  a  BevivaL 
AVIOUR,  visit  thy  plantation: 


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

Lord  revive  us; 
All  our  help  must  come  from  thee. 

Keep  no  longer  at  a  distance; 

Shine  upon  us  from  on  high, 
Lest,  for  want  of  thine  assistance, 

Every  plant  should  droop  and  die. 

Let  our  mutual  love  be  fervent, 
Make  us  prevalent  in  pray'rs: 

Let  each  one  esteem'd  thy  servant, 
Shun  the  world's  bewitching  snares. 

Break  the  tempter's  fatal  power: 
Turn  the  stony  heart  to  flesh; 

And  begin  from  this  good  hour 
To  revive  thy  work  afresh, 
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129,  130  REVIVAL. 

HYMN   129.     L.  M. 
Hoping  for  a  Revival. 

1  "^TTTTHILE  I  to  grief  my  soul  gave  way, 

f  f     To  see  the  work  of  God  decline, 
Methought  I  heard  the  Saviour  say — 
"  Dismiss  thy  fears,  the  ark  is  mine. 

2  "  Though  for  a  time  I  hid  my  face, 
Rely  upon  my  love  and  pow'r: 
Still  wrestle  at  the  throne  of  grace, 
And  wait  for  a  reviving  hour. 

3  "  Take  down  thy  long  neglected  harp, 
I've  seen  thy  tears  and  heard  thy  pray'r, 
The  winter  season  has  been  sharp, 
But  spring  shall  all  its  wastes  repair." 

4  Lord,  I  obey, — my  hopes  revive; 
Come,  join  with  me,  ye  saints,  and  sing; 
Our  foes  in  vain  against  us  strive, 

For  God  will  help  and  triumph  bring. 
HYMN   130.     P.M.     8,7. 
The  Lord's  Vineyard. 

1  CI  EE  the  vineyard  lately  planted 
J3   By  thy  hand,  O  Lord  of  hosts! 
Let  thy  people's  pray'r  be  granted — 

Keep  it  safe  from  hostile  boasts; 
Hear,  O  hear  us  when  we  pray — 
Keep  thy  vineyard  night  and  day. 

2  Drooping  plants  revive,  and  nourish; 

Let  them  thrive  beneath  thy  hand; 
Let  the  weak  grow  strong,  and  flourish, 

Blooming  fair  at  thy  command; 
Let  the  fruitful  yield  thee  more; 
Laden  with  a  faithful  store. 


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REVIVAL.  131 

Further,  Lord,  be  thou  intreated; 

Plant  the  barren  waste  around; 
Let  thy  work  be  thus  completed, 

And  no  fruitless  spot  be  found, 
Let  the  earth  a  vineyard  be, 
Consecrated,  Lord,  to  thee. 

HYMN   131.     P.M.     8,7,  4. 
The  triumphs  of  the  Gospel. 

ES!  we  trust  the  day  is  breaking; 
Joyful  times  are  near  at  hand: 
God,  the  mighty  God,  is  speaking 
By  his  word  in  ev'ry  land: 

When  he  chooses, 
Darkness  flies  at  his  command. 
Let  us  hail  the  joyful  season; 

Let  us  hail  the  dawning  ray: 
When  the  Lord  appears,  there's  reason 
To  expect  a  glorious  day: 

At  his  presence 
Gloom  and  darkness  flee  away. 

While  the  foe  becomes  more  daring; 

While  he  enters  like  a  flood; 
God,  the  Saviour,  is  preparing 

Means  to  spread  his  truth  abroad; 
Ev'ry  language 

Soon  shall  tell  the  love  of  God. 
God  of  Jacob,  high  and  glorious, 

Let  thy  people  see  thy  hand; 
Let  the  gospel  be  victorious, 

Through  the  world  in  ev'ry  land: 
And  the  idols 

Perish,  Lord,  at  thy  command. 


132  REVIVAL. 

HYMN    132.     P.  M.    8,7. 
Love  Divine. 

1  T  OVE  Divine,  all  love  excelling! 
JLJ  Joy  of  heav'n,  to  earth  come  down! 
Fix  in  us  thy  humble  dwelling; 

All  thy  faithful  mercies  crown. 
Jesus,  thou  art  all  compassion! 

Pure,  unbounded  love  thou  art! 
Visit  us  with  thy  salvation, 

Enter  ev'ry  trembling  heart. 

2  Breathe,  O  breathe,  thy  loving  Spirit 

Into  ev'ry  troubled  breast! 
Let  us  all  in  thee  inherit, 

Let  us  find  thy  promis'd  rest. 
Take  away  the  pow'r  of  sinning, 

Alpha  and  Omega  be; 
End  of  faith,  as  its  beginning, 

Set  our  hearts  at  liberty. 

3  Come,  Almighty  to  deliver, 

Let  us  all  thy  life  receive! 
Suddenly  return — and  never — 

Never  more  thy  temples  leave! 
Then  we  would  be  always  blessing, 

Serve  thee  as  thy  hosts  above; 
Pray,  and  praise  thee  without  ceasing, 

Glory  in  thy  precious  love. 

4  Finish,  then,  thy  new  creation; 

Pure,  unspotted  may  we  be; 
Let  us  see  our  whole  salvation, 

Perfectly  secur'd  by  thee: 
Chang'd  from  glory  unto  glory, 

Till  in  heav'n  we  take  our  place; 
Till  we  cast  our  crowns  before  thee, 

Lost  in  wonder,  love,  and  praise! 


MONTHLY  CONCERT.  133,   134 

HYMN   133.     P.  M.     8,  7. 
Grateful  Recollection. 

1  £^i  OME,  thou  Fount  of  ev'ry  blessing, 
\^J  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  naming  tongues  above; 
Praise  the  mount — I'm  fix'd  upon  it — 

Mount  of  God's  unchanging  love. 

2  Here  I  raise  my  Ebenezer, 

Hither  by  thy  help  I'm  come; 
And  I  hope,  by  thy  good  pleasure, 

Safely  to  arrive  at  home. 
Jesus  sought  me  when  a  stranger 

Wand'ring  from  the  fold  of  God; 
He  to  rescue  me  from  danger, 

Interpos'd  with  precious  blood. 

3  Oh!  to  grace  how  great  a  debtor, 

Daily  I'm  constrain'd  to  be! 
Let  that  grace  now,  like  a  fetter, 

Bind  my  wand'ring  heart  to  thee: 
Prone  to  wander,  Lord,  I  feel  it — 

Prone  to  leave  the  God  I  love — 
Here's  my  heart — O  take  and  seal  it; 

Seal  it  from  thy  courts  above. 


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Monthly  Concert. 

HYMN   134.     C.  M. 
Salvation. 
ALVATION!  O,  the  joyful  sound! 
'Tis  pleasure  to  our  ears; 


135  MONTHLY    CONCERT. 

A  sov'reign  balm  for  ev'ry  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  heav'nly  day. 

3  Salvation!  let  the  echo  fly 

The  spacious  earth  around, 

While  all  the  armies  of  the  sky 

Conspire  to  raise  the  sound. 

HYMN  135.     P.  M. 

Effects  of  the  Gospel. 

1  "Myl^ARK  the  soft  falling  snow, 
Uj_  And  the  descending  rain! 
To  heav'n,  from  whence  it  fell, 
It  turns  not  back  again; 

But  waters  earth  thro'  ev'ry  pore, 
And  calls  forth  all  her  secret  store. 

2  Array'd  in  beauteous  green 
The  hills  and  vallies  shine, 
And  man  and  beast  are  fed 
By  Providence  divine. 

The  harvest  bows  its  golden  ears, 
The  copious  seed  of  future  years. 

3  So,  saith  the  God  of  grace, 
My  gospel  shall  descend, 
Almighty  to  effect 

The  purpose  1  intend: 

Millions  of  souls  shall  feel  its  pow'r, 

And  bear  it  down  to  millions  more. 


MONTHLY   CONCERT.  136,    137 

HYMN  136.     C.  M. 
Beauty  and  strength  of  the  Church. 

SAY,  who  is  she  that  looks  abroad 
Like  the  sweet  blushing  dawn, 
When  with  her  living  light  she  paints 

The  dew-drops  of  the  lawn? 
Fair  as  the  moon  when  in  the  skies, 

Serene  her  throne  she  guides, 
And  o'er  the  twinkling  stars  supreme 

In  full  orb'd  glory  rides; 
Clear  as  the  sun,  when  from  the  east, 

Without  a  cloud,  he  springs, 
And  scatters  boundless  light  and  heat 

From  his  resplendent  wings; 
Tremendous  as  an  host  that  moves 

Majestically  slow, 
With  banners  wide  display'd,  all  arm'd, 

All  ardent  for  the  foe! 
This  is  the  church  by  heav'n  array'd 

With  strength  and  grace  divine; 
Thus  shall  she  strike  her  foes  with  dread, 

And  thus  her  glories  shine. 

HYMN  137.     L.  M. 
Prayer  for  the  spread  of  the  Gospel. 

THY  people,  Lord,  who  trust  thy  word, 
And  wait  the  smilings  of  thy  face, 
Assemble  round  thy  mercy  seat, 
And  plead  the  promise  of  thy  grace. 
We  consecrate  fhese  hours  to  thee, 
Thy  sov'reign  mercy  to  entreat; 
And  feel  some  animating  hope, 
We  shall  divine  acceptance  meet. 


138  MONTHLY  CONCERT. 

3  Hast  thou  not  promis'd  to  thy  Son, 
That  his  dominion  shall  extend, 

Till  ev'ry  tongue  shall  call  him  Lord, 
And  ev'ry  knee  before  him  bend? 

4  Now  let  the  happy  time  appear, 
The  time  to  favour  Zion  come; 
Send  forth  thy  heralds  far  and  near, 
To  call  thy  banish'd  people  home. 

HYMN  138.     P.  M.     7,  6. 
Reply  to  the  call  of  the  heathen. 

1  TT1ROM  Greenland's  icy  mountains, 

r     From  India's  coral  strand; 
Where  Afric's  sunny  fountains 

Roll  down  their  golden  sandf 
From  many  an  ancient  river, 

From  many  a  palmy  plain, 
They  call  us  to  deliver 

Their  land  from  error's  chain. 

2  What  tho'  the  spicy  breezes 

Blow  soft  o'er  Ceylon's  isle, 
Tho'  ev'ry  prospect  pleases, 

And  only  man  is  vile; 
In  vain  with  lavish  kindness 

The  gifts  of  God  are  strown! 
The  heathen  in  his  blindness 

Bows  down  to  wood  and  stone. 

3  Shall  we,  whose  souls  are  lighted 

With  wisdom  from  on  high, 
Shall  we  to  men  benighted 

The  lamp  of  life  deny? 
Salvation!  O  Salvation! 

The  joyful  sound  proclaim, 


MONTHLY  CONCERT.  139,   140 

Till  earth's  remotest  nation 
Has  learn'd  Messiah's  name. 
4  Waft,  waft,  ye  winds,  his  story, 
And  you,  ye  waters,  roll, 
Till,  like  a  sea  of  glory, 

It  spreads  from  pole  to  polej 
Till  o'er  our  ransom'd  nature, 
The  Lamb  for  sinners  slain, 
Redeemer,  King,  Creator, 
In  bliss  returns  to  reign. 

HYMN  139.     L.  M. 
Prayer  for  Zion's  increase. 

1  A   RM  of  the  Lord,  awake,  awake! 

j\    Put  on  thy  strength — the  nations  shake, 
And  let  the  world,  adoring,  see 
Triumphs  of  mercy  wrought  by  thee. 

2  Say  to  the  heathen,  from  thy  throne, 
"  I  am  Jehovah — God  alone:" 

Thy  voice  their  idols  shall  confound, 
And  cast  their  altars  to  the  ground. 

3  No  more  let  human  blood  be  split — 
Vain  sacrifice  for  human  guilt! 
But  to  each  conscience  be  applied, 
The  blood  that  flow'd  from  Jesus'  side. 

4  Almighty  God,  thy  grace  proclaim, 
In  ev'ry  land,  of  ev'ry  name; 

Let  adverse  pow'rs  before  thee  fall, 
And  crown  the  Saviour — Lord  of  all. 

HYMN   140.     CM. 
The  latter-day  glory. 
EHOLD!  the  mountain  of  the  Lord, 
In  latter  days,  shall  rise 


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141  MONTHLY   CONCLil  i 

Above  the  mountains  and  the  lulls. 
And  draw  the  wond'ring  eyes. 

2  To  this  the  joyful  nations  round, 

All  tribes  and  tongues  shall  flow; 
«  Up  to  the  hill  of  God,"  they  say, 
"And  to  his  courts  we'll  go." 

3  The  beams  that  shine  on  Zion's  hill 

Shall  lighten  ev'ry  land; 
The  King  who  reigns  in  Zion's  tow'rs. 
Shall  all  the  world  command. 

4  No  longer  hosts  encount'ring  hosts, 

Their  millions  slain  deplore; 
They  hang  the  trumpet  in  the  hall, 
And  study  war  no  more. 

5  Come  then — Oh,  come  from  ev'ry  land. 

To  worship  at  his  shrine: 
And  walking  in  the  light  of  God, 
With  holy  beauties  shine. 

HYMN  141.     P.M.     7,6. 
Blessings  of  Christ's  reign. 

1  "1  IT  AIL  to  the  Lord's  anointed! 
J  JL  Great  David's  greater  Son; 
Hail,  in  the  time  appointed, 

His  reign  on  earth  begun! 
He  comes  to  break  oppression,. 

To  set  the  captive  free; 
To  take  away  transgression, 

And  rule  in  equity. 

2  He  comes,  with  succour  speedy. 

To  those  who  suffer  wrong; 
To  help  the  poor  and  needy, 
And  bid  the  weak  be  strong: 


MONTHLY*  CONCERT.  142 

To  give  them  songs  fbr  sighing, 

Their  darkness \mm  to  light, 
Whose  souls  condemn'd  and  dying, 

Were  precious  in  his  sight. 
He  shall  come  down,  like  showers 

Upon  the  fruitful  earth, 
And  love  and  joy,  like  "flowers, 

Spring  in  his  path  to  birth: 
Before  him  on  the  mountains, 

Shall  peace  the  herald  go, 
And  righteousness  in  fountains 

From  hill  to  valley  flow. 

For  Him  shall  prayer  unceasing, 

And  daily  vows  ascend; 
His  kingdom  still  increasing, 

A  kingdom  without  end: 
The  tide  of  time  shall  never 

His  covenant  remove; 
His  name  shall  stand  forever; 

That  name  to  us  is — Love. 

HYMN  142.     CM. 

Tlie  Prince  of  Peace. 

IET  saints  on  earth  their  anthems  raise, 
i  Who  taste  the  Saviour's  grace: 
Let  heathens  too  proclaim  his  praise, 

And  crown  him  "  Prince  of  Peace." 
Praise  him,  who  laid  his  glory  by, 

For  man's  apostate  race; 
Praise  him,  who  stoop'd  to  bleed  and  die, 

And  crown  him  "  Prince  of  Peace. 
\  e  nations,  lay  your  weapons  down, 

Let  warfare  ever  cease: 


143,   144  MONTHLY  CONCERT. 

Immanuel  for  your  Sov'reign  own, 
And  crown  him  "  Prince  of  Peace." 
4  We  soon  shall  reach  the  heav'nly  shore, 
To  view  his  lovely  face; 
His  name  forever  to  adore, 

And  crown  him  "  Prince  of  Peace." 
HYMN  143.     P.M.     8,7,4. 
Longing  for  the  spread  of  the  Gospel. 

1  #~^'ER  the  gloomy  hills  of  darkness, 
\J  Cheer'd  by  no  celestial  ray, 
Sun  of  Righteousness,  arising, 

Bring  the  bright,  the  glorious  day; 

Send  the  gospel 
To  the  earth's  remotest  bound. 

2  Kingdoms  wide  that  sit  in  darkness! 

Grant  them,  Lord,  the  glorious  light; 
And  from  eastern  coast  to  western, 
May  the  morning  chase  the  night; 

And  redemption, 
Freely  purchas'd,  win  the  day. 

3  Fly  abroad,  thou  mighty  gospel — 

Win  and  conquer,  never  cease; 
May  thy  lasting,  wide  dominions 
Multiply  and  still  increase; 

Sway  thy  sceptre, 
Saviour,  all  the  world  around. 
HYMN  144.     L.  M. 
For  Christian  Missionaries. 
1  'M/I'ARK'D  as  the  purpose  of  the  skies, 
1_yJL  This  promise  meets  our  anxious  eyes, 
That  heathen  worlds  the  Lord  shall  know, 
And  warm'd  with  faith  each  bosom  glow. 


MONTHLY  CONCERT.  145 

E'en  now  the  hallo w'd  scenes  appear, 
E'en  now  unfolds  the  promis'd  year, 
Lo!  distant  shores  thy  heralds  trace, 
And  bear  the  tidings  of  thy  grace. 
Midst  burning  climes,  and  frozen  plains, 
Where  heathen  darkness  brooding  reigns, 
Lord,  mark  their  steps,  their  fears  subdue, 
And  nerve  their  arm,  and  clear  their  view. 
When  worn  by  toil,  their  spirits  fail, 
Bid  them  the  glorious  future  hail; 
Bid  them  the  crown  of  life  survey, 
And  onward  urge  their  conq'ring  way. 
So  on  the  Indian's  gloomy  night, 
The  eastern  star  shall  shed  her  light, 
And  Jesus'  hallow'd  reign  control 
The  stormy  passions  of  the  soul. 

So  shall  Messiah's  influence  cheer 
His  humble  cot,  which  still  is  dear; 
And  heav'nly  hope  his  soul  pervade, 
Though  life,  and  time,  and  worlds  shall  fade. 
HYMN   145.     CM. 
Farewell  to  Missionaries. 

GO,  messenger  of  love,  and  bear, 
Upon  thy  gentle  wing, 
The  song  which  seraphs  love  to  hear, 
And  angels  joy  to  sing. 

Go  to  the  heart  with  sin  opprest, 

And  dry  the  sorrowing  tear; 
Extract  the  thorn  that  wounds  the  breast, 

The  drooping  spirit  cheer. 
Go,  say  to  Zion,  "  Jesus  reigns" — 

By  his  resistless  pow'r, 
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146  MONTHLY  CONCERT. 

He  binds  his  enemies  with  chains; 

They  fall  to  rise  no  more. 
4  Tell  how  the.  Holy  Spirit  flies, 

As  he  from  heav'n  descends — 
Arrests  his  proudest  enemies 

And  changes  them  to  friends. 

HYMN  146.     P.  M.     7. 
The  Song  of  Jubilee, 

1  TTARK!  the  song  of  Jubilee, 

I  I    Loud  as  mighty  thunders  roar, 
Or  the  fulness  of  the  sea, 

When  it  breaks  upon  the  shore: — 
Hallelujah!  for  the  Lord, 

God  omnipotent,  shall  reign; 
Hallelujah!  let  the  word 

Echo  round  the  earth  and  main. 

2  Hallelujah!  hark!  the  sound, 

From  the  depth  unto  the  skies, 
Wakes  above,  beneath,  around, 

All  creation's  harmonies: — 
See  Jehovah's  banner  furl'd, 

Sheath'd  his  sword:  he  speaks:  'tis  done, 
And  the  kingdoms  of  this  world 

Are  the  kingdoms  of  his  Son. 

3  He  shall  reign  from  pole  to  pole 

With  illimitable  sway: 
He  shall  reign,  when  like  a  scroll, 

Yonder  heav'ns  have  pass'd  away: — 
Then  the  end; — beneath  his  rod, 

Man's  last  enemy  shall  fall; 
Hallelujah!  Christ  in  God, 

God  in  Christ,  is  all  in  all. 


OCCASIONAL.  147,   148 

Occasional. 

HYMN  147.     P.  M.     7. 
New  Year. 

1  %  mTHILE,  with  ceaseless  course,  the  sun 

f  f     Hasted  through  the  former  year, 
Many  souls  their  race  have  run, 
Never  more  to  meet  us  here; 

2  Fix'd  in  an  eternal  state, 

They  have  done  with  all  below; 
We  a  little  longer  wait, 

But  how  little — none  can  know. 

3  As  the  winged  arrow  flies, 

Speedily  the  mark  to  find; 
As  the  lightning  from  the  skies, 
Darts,  and  leaves  no  trace  behind; 

4  Swiftly  thus  our  fleeting  days, 

Bear  us  down  life's  rapid  stream; 
Upwards,  Lord,  our  spirits  raise, 
All  below  is  but  a  dream. 

5  Thanks  for  mercies  past  receive, 

Pardon  of  our  sins  renew; 
Teach  us  henceforth  how  to  live, 
With  eternity  in  view. 

6  Bless  thy  word  to  young  and  old, 

Fill  us  with  the  Saviour's  love; 

And  when  life's  short  tale  is  told, 

May  we  dwell  with  thee  above. 

HYMN  148.     C.  M. 
Prayer  for  the  Children  of  the  Church. 
1  TiEAR   Saviour,  if  these   lambs   should 
JLf  stray, 

From  thy  secure  enclosure's  bound, 


149  OCCASIONAL. 

And  lur'd  by  worldly  joys  away, 

Among  the  thoughtless  crowd  be  found; 

2  Remember  still  that  they  are  thine, 

That  thy  dear  sacred  name  they  bear, 
Think  that  the  seal  of  love  divine, — 
The  sign  of  covenant  grace  they  wear. 

3  In  all  their  erring  sinful  years, 

Oh,  let  them  ne'er  forgotten  be; 
Remember  all  the  pray'rs  and  tears, 
Which  made  them  consecrate  to  thee. 

4  And  when  these  lips  no  more  can  pray, 

These  eyes  can  weep  for  them  no  more, 
Turn  thou  their  feet  from  folly's  way, 
The  wand'rers  to  thy  fold  restore. 

HYMN  149.     L.  M. 
Poor  Children's  Appeal  to  Christians. 

1  TN  God's  own  house  by  silent  night, 

I    The  lamp  of  God  was  burning  bright; 
And  there  by  viewless  angels  kept, 
Samuel  the  child  securely  slept. 

2  A  voice  unknown  the  stillness  broke, 

"  Samuel"  it  call'd,  and  thrice  it  spoke; 
He  rose — he  ask'd  whence  came  the  word? 
From  Eli!   No; — it  was  the  Lord. 

3  Thus  early  call'd  to  serve  his  God, 
In  paths  of  righteousness  he  trod; 
Prophetic  visions  fir'd  his  breast, 
And  all  the  chosen  tribes  were  blest. 

4  Speak,  Lord !  and  from  our  earliest  days, 
Incline  our  hearts  to  love  thy  ways; 
Thy  wak'ning  voice  has  reach'd  our  ear, 
Speak  Lord  to  us,  thy  servants  hear. 


OCCASIONAL.  150,   151 

And  ye,  who  know  the  Saviour's  love, 
And  richly  all  his  mercies  prove; 
Your  timely,  friendly  aid  afford, 
That  we  may  early  serve  the  Lord. 

HYMN  150.     C.  M. 

The  Traveller's  Hymn. 

HOW  are  thy  servants  bless'd,  O  Lord, 
How  sure  is  their  defence! 
Eternal  wisdom  is  their  guide, 

Their  help,  Omnipotence. 
In  foreign  realms,  and  lands  remote, 

Supported  by  thy  care; 
Thro'  burning  climes  they  pass  unhurt, 
And  breathe  in  tainted  air. 

When  by  the  dreadful  tempest  borne, 

High  on  the  broken  wave, 
They  know  thou  art  not  slow  to  hear, 

Nor  impotent  to  save. 

The  storm  is  laid — the  winds  retire, 

Obedient  to  thy  will: 
The  sea  that  roars  at  thy  command, 

At  thy  command  is  still. 
In  midst  of  dangers,  fears,  and  deaths, 

Thy  goodness  we'll  adore; 
We'll  praise,  thee  for  thy  mercies  past; 

And  humbly  hope  for  more. 

HYMN  151.     C.  M. 
Lord's  Supper. 

IF  human  kindness  meets  return, 
And  owns  the  grateful  tie; 
If  tender  thoughts  within  us  burn, 
To  feel  a  friend  is  nigh; 


152,    153  OCCASIONAL. 

2  Oh!  shall  not  warmer  accents  tell, 

The  gratitude  we  owe 
To  Him,  who  died  our  fears  to  quell, 
Our  more  than  orphan's  wo? 

3  While  yet  his  anguish'd  soul  survey'd 

Those  pangs  he  would  not  flee, 
What  love  his  latest  w6rds  display'd, 
"  Meet  and  remember  me." 

4  Remember  thee!  thy  death,  thy  shame, 

Our  sinful  hearts  to  share! 
O  memory!  leave  no  other  name 
But  his  recorded  there. 

HYMN  152.     L.  M. 
Seeking  direction  in  the  choice  of  a  Pastor. 
HEPHERD  of  Israel,  bend  thine  ear, 


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Thy  servants'  groans  indulgent  hear; 
Perplex'd,  distress'd,  to  thee  we  cry, 
And  seek  the  guidance  of  thine  eye. 
Send  forth,  O  Lord,  thy  truth  and  light, 
To  guide  our  doubtful  footsteps  right: 
Our  drooping  hearts,  O  God,  sustain, 
Nor  let  us  seek  thy  face  in  vain. 
Return,  in  ways  of  peace  return, 
Nor  let  thy  flock  neglected  mourn; 
May  our  bless'd  eyes  a  shepherd  see, 
Dear  to  our  souls,  and  dear  to  thee. 


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HYMN    153.     L.  M. 

At  the  installation  of  a  Minister. 

E  bid  thee  welcome  in  the  name 
Of  Jesus  our  exalted  Head, — 


OCCASIONAL.  154 

Come  as  a  servant — so  he  came, 
And  we  receive  thee  in  his  stead. 

2  Come  as  a  Shepherd;  guard  and  keep 
This  fold  from  hell,  and  earth,  and  sin; 
Nourish  the  lambs,  and  feed  the  sheep, 
The  wounded  heal,  the  lost  bring  in. 

3  Come  as  a  Watchman;  take  thy  stand 
Upon  thy  tow'r  amidst  the  sky, 

And  when  the  sword  comes  on  the  land, 
Call  us  to  fight,  or  warn  to  fly. 

4  Come  as  an  Angel,  hence  to  guide, 
A  band  of  pilgrims  on  their  way, 
That  safely  walking  at  thy  side, 

We  faint  not,  fail  not,  turn,  nor  stray. 

5  Come  as  a  Teacher,  sent  from  God, 
Charg'd  his  whole  counsel  to  declare; 
Lift  o'er  our  ranks  the  prophet's  rod, 
While  we  uphold  thy  hands  with  pray'r. 

6  Come  as  a  Messenger  of  peace, 
FilPd  with  the  spirit,  fir'd  with  love; 
Live  to  behold  our  large  increase, 
And  die  to  meet  us  all  above. 

HYMN   154.     C.  M. 
The  Ministerial  Office. 

1  1  "  ET  Zion's  watchmen  all  awake, 
JLi  And  take  th'  alarm  they  give; 
Now  let  them,  from  the  mouth  of  God, 

Their  awful  charge  receive. 

2  'Tis  not  a  cause  of  small  import 

The  pastor's  care  demands; 
But  what  might  fill  an  angel's  heart — 
It  fill'd  a  Saviour's  hands. 


155,   156  OCCASIONAL. 

3  They  watch  for  souls,  for  which  the  Lord 

Did  heav'nly  bliss  forego; — 
For  souls,  which  must  forever  live, 
In  raptures,  or  in  wo. 

4  May  they  that  Jesus,  whom  they  preach, 

Their  own  Redeemer,  see; 
And  watch  thou  daily  o'er  their  souls, 
That  they  may  watch  for  Thee. 

HYMN  155.     L.  M. 
Prayer  for  a  Sick  Minister. 

1  ^k  THOU,  before  whose  gracious  throne, 
\J  We  bow  our  suppliant  spirits  down; 
Avert  thy  swift  descending  stroke, 

Nor  smite  the  shepherd  of  the  flock. 

2  Restore  him,  sinking  to  the  grave; 
Stretch  out  thine  arm,  make  haste  to  save; 
Back  to  our  hopes  and  wishes  give, 

And  bid  our  friend  and  father  live. 

3  Bound  to  each  soul  by  tend'rest  ties, 
In  every  breast  his  image  lies; 
Thy  pitying  aid,  O  God,  impart, 

Nor  rend  him  from  each  bleeding  heart. 

4  Yet,  if  our  supplications  fail, 

And  pray'rs  and  tears  cannot  prevail; 
Be  thou  his  strength,  be  thou  his  stay, 
And  guide  him  safe  to  endless  day. 

HYMN  156.     CM. 

Comfort  under  the  loss  of  Ministers. 

HAT — tho'    the    arm    of   conq'ring 
death, 
Does  God's  own  house  invade; 


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SEASONS  OF  HUMAN  LIFE.  157 

What — tho'  the  Prophet  and  the  Priest 

Be  number'd  with  the  dead! 
Tho'  earthly  shepherds  dwell  in  dust, 

The  aged  and  the  young; 
The  watchful  eye  in  darkness  clos'd, 

And  mute  th'  instructive  tongue; 
Th'  Eternal  Shepherd  still  survives, 

New  comforts  to  impart; 
His  eye  still  guides  us,  and  his  voice 

Still  animates  our  heart. 
Then  let  our  drooping  hearts  revive, 

And  all  our  tears  be  dry; 
Why  should  those  eyes  be  drown'd  in  grief, 

Which  view  a  Saviour  nigh! 


Seasons  of  Human  Li  lc\ 

HYMN  157.     C.  M. 
Importance  of  the  Season  of  Youth. 

1  ^k  IN  the  morn  of  life,  when  youth 
\j>  With  vital  ardour  glows, 

And  shines  in  all  the  fairest  charms 
That  beauty  can  disclose, — 

2  Deep  in  thy  soul,  before  its  pow'rs 

Are  yet  by  vice  enslav'd, 
Be  thy  Creator's  glorious  name 
And  character  engrav'd; 

3  Ere  yet  the  shades  of  sorrow  cloud 

The  sunshine  of  thy  days; 
And  cares  and  toils,  in  endless  round, 
Encompass  all  thy  ways: 

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158  SEASONS  OF   HUMAN  LIFE. 

4  Ere  yet  thy  heart  the  woes  of  age, 

With  vain  regret,  deplore, 

And  sadly  muse  on  former  joys, 

That  now  return  no  more. 

5  True  wisdom,  early  sought  and  gain'd. 

In  age  will  give  thee  rest: 
O,  then  improve  the  morn  of  life, 
To  make  its  evening  blest! 

HYMN    158.     S.  ML. 
Youth  the  morning  of  life. 

1  CIWEET  is  the  time  of  Spring, 
ij   When  nature's  charms  appear; 
The  birds  with  ceaseless  pleasure  sing, 

And  hail  the  op'ning  year. 

2  But  sweeter  far  the  spring 

Of  wisdom,  and  of  grace, 
When  children  bless,  and  praise  their  King, 
Who  loves  the  youthful  race. 

3  Sweet  is  the  dawn  of  day, 

When  light  just  streaks  the  sky, 
When  shades  and  darkness  pass  away, 
And  morning  beams  are  nigh. 

4  But  sweeter  far  the  dawn 

Of  piety  in  youth; 
When  doubt  and  darkness  are  withdrawn, 
Before  the  light  of  truth. 

5  Sweet  is  the  early  dew. 

Which  gilds  the  mountain  tops; 
And  decks  each  plant,  and  flow'r  we  view, 
With  pearly,  glitt'ring  drops. 

6  But  sweeter  far  the  scene, 

On  Zion's  holy  hill; 


SEASONS  OF  HUMAN  LIFE.  159 

When  there  the  dew  of  youth  is  seen, 
Its  freshness  to  distil. 

7  Sweet  is  the  op'ningyfower, 

Which  just  begins  to  bloom, 

Which  every  clay  and  every  hour, 

Fresh  beauties  will  assume. 

8  But  sweeter  that  young  heart, 

Where  faith,  and  love,  and  peace, 
Blossom,  and  bloom  in  every  part, 
With  sweet,  and  varied  grace. 

9  O,  may  life's  early  spring, 

And  morning,  ere  they  flee, 
Youth's  dew,  and  its  fair  blossoming, 
Be  giv'n,  my  God,  to  thee. 

HYMN  159.     L.  M. 
Youth  warned. 

1  ^tTE  lovely  bands  of  blooming  youth, 

1     Warn'd  by  the  voice  of  heav'nly  truth, 
Now  yield  to  Christ  your  youthful  prime, 
With  all  your  talents  and  your  time. 

2  Think  on  your  end — nor  thoughtless  say, 
"Fll  put  far  off  the  evil  day;" 

Ah!  not  a  moment's  in  your  pow'r, 
And  death  stands  ready  at  the  door. 

3  Eternity! — how  near  it  rolls! 
Count  the  vast  value  of  your  souls! 
Beware!  and  count  the  awful  cost, 

What  they  have  gain'd  whose  souls  are  lost. 

4  Pride,  sinful  pleasures,  lusts  and  snares, 
Beset  your  hearts,  your  eyes,  your  ears — 
Take  the  alarm — the  danger  fly! 

Lord,  save  me,  be  your  earnest  cry. 


160,   161  SEASONS  OF  HUMAN  LIFE. 

HYMN  160.     CM. 
Middle,  age. 
1      A   ND  have  I  measur'd  half  my  days, 
f\    And  half  my  journey  run, 
Nor  tasted  the  Redeemer's  grace, 
Nor  yet  my  work  begun? 

2  The  morning  of  my  life  is  past; 

The  noon  is  almost  o'er: 
The  night  of  death  approaches  fast, 
When  I  can  wake  no  more. 

3  O  Thou  who  seest  and  know'st  my  grief, 

Thyself  unseen,  unknown, 
In  mercy  help  my  unbelief, 
And  melt  my  heart  of  stone. 

4  Regard  me  with  a  gracious  eye, 

The  long-sought  blessing  give, 
And  bid  me,  at  the  point  to  die, 
Behold  thy  face,  and  live. 

HYMN  161.     L.  M. 
Old  Age. 

1  T7ITERNAL  God!  enthron'd  on  high! 

(2i  Whom  angel  hosts  adore; 
Who  yet  to  suppliant  dust  art  nigh, 
Thy  presence  I  implore. 

2  Oh,  guide  me  down  the  steep  of  age, 

And  keep  my  passions  cool; 
Teach  me  to  scan  the  sacred  page, 
And  practise  ev'ry  rule. 

3  My  flying  years  time  urges  on, 

What's  human  must  decay: 
My  friends,  my  young  companions,  gone, 
Can  I  expect  to  stay? 


LIFE  AND  DEATH.  162 

4  Ah!  No — then  soothe  the  mortal  hour, 
On  thee  my  hope  depends; 
Support  me  with  almighty  pow'r, 
While  dust  to  dust  descends. 


Life  and  Death. 

HYMN  162.     CM. 
Sickness  sweetened. 

1  ^mTHEN  languor  and  disease  invade 

f  f     This  trembling  house  of  clay, 
'Tis  sweet  to  look  beyond  my  pains, 
And  long  to  fly  away. 

2  Sweet  to  look  inward,  and  attend 

The  whispers  of  his  love: 
Sweet  to  look  upward  to  the  place 
Where  Jesus  pleads  above. 

3  Sweet  to  look  back,  and  see  my  name 

In  life's  fair  book  set  down; 
Sweet  to  look  forward,  and  behold 
Eternal  joys  my  own. 

4  Sweet  to  reflect,  how  grace  divine, 

My  sins  on  Jesus  laid; 
Sweet  to  remember  that  his  blood, 
My  debt  of  suffring  paid. 

5  Sweet  in  his  righteousness  to  stand, 

Which  saves  from  second  death; 
Sweet  t'  experience  day  by  day, 
His  Spirit's  quick'ning  breath. 

6  Sweet  on  his  faithfulness  to  rest, 

Whose  love  can  never  end 
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163  LIFE  AND  DEATH. 

Sweet  on  his  covenant  of  grace, 
For  all  things  to  depend. 

7  Sweet  in  the  confidence  of  faith, 

To  trust  his  firm  decrees; 
Sweet  to  lie  passive  in  his  hands, 
And  know  no  will  but  his. 

8  If  such  the  sweetness  of  the  streams, 

What  must  the  fountain  be, 
Where  saints  and  angels  draw  their  bliss, 
Immediately  from  thee. 

HYMN  163.     S.  M. 
Issues  of  life  and  death. 

1  /"kH,  where  shall  rest  be  found, 
\J  Rest  for  the  weary  soul! 

'Twere  vain  the  ocean's  depths  to  sound, 
Or  pierce  to  either  pole. 

2  The  world  can  never  give 

The  bliss  for  which  we  sigh ; 
'Tis  not  the  whole  of  life  to  live, 
Nor  all  of  death  to  die. 

3  Beyond  this  vale  of  tears 

There  is  a  life  above, 
Unmeasur'd  by  the  flight  of  years — 
And  all  that  life  is  love. 

4  There  is  a  death  whose  pang 

Outlasts  the  fleeting  breath: 
Oh!  what  eternal  horrors  hang 
Around  the  second  death. 

5  Lord,  God  of  truth  and  grace, 

Teach  us  that  death  to  shun: — 
Lest  we  be  driven  from  thy  face, 
And  evermore  undone. 


LIFE  AND  DEATH.  164,    165 

6  Here  would  we  end  our  quest- 
Alone  are  found  in  thee 
The  life  of  perfect  love — the  rest 
Of  immortality. 

HYMN  164.     L.  M. 
The  living  and  the  dead. 

1  %M7"HERE  are  the  dead? — In  heav'n  or 

Tf  hell 

Their  disembodied  spirits  dwell; 
Their  perish'd  forms  in  bonds  of  clay, 
Reserv'd  until  the  judgment  day. 

2  Who  are  the  dead? — The  sons  of  time 
In  ev'ry  age,  and  state,  and  clime; 
Renown'd,  dishonor'd,  or  forgot, 

The  place  that  knew  them,  knows  them  not. 

3  Where  are  the  living? — On  the  ground 
Where  pray'r  is  heard  and  mercy  found; 
Where  in  the  compass  of  a  span, 

The  mortal  makes  th'  immortal  man. 

4  Who  are  the  living? — They  whose  breath 
Draws  ev'ry  moment  nigh  to  death; 

Of  endless  bliss  or  woe  the  heirs: 
Oh,  what  an  awful  lot  is  theirs! 

5  Then,  timely  warn'd,  let  us  begin 
To  follow  Christ  and  flee  from  sin; 
Daily  grow  up  in  him  our  head, 
Lord  of  the  living  and  the  dead. 


HYMN  165.     CM. 
Death  of  a  Youth. 
HEN  blooming  youth   is   snatch'd 
away 
By  death's  resistless  hand, 


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166  LIFE  AND  DEATH. 

Our  hearts  the  mournful  tribute  pay, 
Which  pity  must  demand. 

2  While  pity  prompts  the  rising  sigh, 

O  may  this  truth  imprest 
With  awful  power — I  too  must  die — 
Sink  deep  in  every  breast. 

3  Let  this  vain  world  engage  no  more: 

Behold  the  gaping  tomb ! 
It  bids  us  seize  the  present  hour! 
To-morrow  death  may  come. 

4  The  voice  of  this  alarming  scene 

May  ev'ry  heart  obey; 
Nor  be  the  heav'nly  warning  vain, 
Which  calls  to  watch  and  pray. 

5  O  let  us  fly,  to  Jesus  fly, 

Whose  pow'rful  arm  can  save; 
Then  shall  our  hopes  ascend  on  high, 
And  triumph  o'er  the  grave. 

HYMN   166.     L.  M. 
The  death  of  the  Righteous. 

1  1    TOW  bless'd    the   righteous   when  he 

JlJl  d.ies> 

When  sinks  a  weary  soul  to  rest, 
How  mildly  beam  the  closing  eyes, 
How  gently  heaves  th'  expiring  breast. 

2  So  fades  a  summer  cloud  away, 

So  sinks  the  gale  when  storms  are  o'er; 
So  gently  shuts  the  eve  of  day, 
So  dies  a  wave  along  the  shore. 

3  A  holy  quiet  reigns  around, 

A  calm  which  life,  nor  death  destroys; 


THE  RESURRECTION'.  167 

Nothing  disturbs  that  peace  profound 
Which  his  unfettered  soul  enjoys. 

4  Farewell,  conflicting  hopes,  and  fears, 
Where  lights  and  shades  alternate  dwell! 
How  bright  the  unchanging  morn  appears, 
Farewell,  inconstant  world,  farewell. 

5  Life's  duty  done,  as  sinks  the  clay, 
Light  from  its  load  the  spirit  flies; 
While  heav'n  and  earth  combine  to  say, 
How  bless'd  the  righteous  when  he  dies. 


The  Resurrection  and  Judgment. 

HYMN  167.     L.  M. 
Hope  in  the  Resurrection. 

1  TTNVEIL  thy  bosom,  faithful  tomb, 

%J    Take  this  new  treasure  to  thy  trust; 
And  give  these  sacred  relics  room, 
To  seek  a  slumber  in  the  dust. 

2  Nor  pain,  nor  grief,  nor  anxious  fear 
Invade  thy  bounds.     No  mortal  woes 
Can  reach  the  peaceful  sleeper  here, 
While  angels  watch  the  soft  repose. 

3  So  Jesus  slept; — God's  dying  Son 
Pass'd  thro'  the  grave,  and  blest  the  bed; 
Rest  here,  blest  saint,  till  from  his  throne 
The  morning  break,  and  pierce  the  shade. 

4  Break  from  his  throne,  illustrious  morn; 
Attend,  O  earth!  his  sov'reign  word; 
Restore  thy  trust — a  glorious  form — 
Call'd  to  ascend  and  meet  the  Lord. 


168,   169  THE  RESURRECTION. 

HYMN    168.     C.  M. 
Prospect  of  the  Resurrection. 
HRO'  sorrow's  night  and  clanger's  path, 


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Amid  the  deep'ning  gloom, 
We,  soldiers  of  an  injur'd  King, 

Are  marching  to  the  tomb. 
There  when  the  turmoil  is  no  more, 

And  all  our  pow'rs  decay, 
Our  cold  remains,  in  solitude, 

Shall  sleep  the  years  away. 

Our  labours  done,  securely  laid 

In  this  our  last  retreat, 
Unheeded,  o'er  our  silent  dust, 

The  storms  of  life  shall  beat. 

These  ashes  poor,  this  little  dust, 

Our  Father's  care  shall  keep, 
Till  the  last  angel  rise,  and  break 

The  long  and  dreary  sleep. 

Then  love's  soft  dew  o'er  ev'ry  eye 

Shall  shed  its  mildest  rays, 
And  the  long  silent  dust  shall  burst 

With  shouts  of  endless  praise. 

HYMN   169.     L.  M. 
Christ's  coming  to  Judgment. 

THE  Lord  shall  come,  the  earth  shall 
quake, 
The  mountains  to  their  centre  shake; 
And  with'ring  from  the  vault  of  night, 
The  stars  shall  pale  their  feeble  light. 


170 


The  Lord  shall  come,  but  not  the  same, 
As  once  in  lowliness  he  came; 
A  silent  lamb  before  his  foes, 
A  weary  man,  and  full  of  woes. 
The  Lord  shall  come!  a  dreadful  form, 
With  rainbow  wreath,  and  robes  of  storm, 
On  cherub  wings,  and  wings  of  wind, 
Anpointed  judge  of  all  mankind. 
Can  this  be  He,  who  wont  lo  stray, 
A  pilgrim  on  the  world's  highway, 
Oppress'd  by  pow'r,  and  mock'd  by  pride, 
The  Nazarene,  the  crucified? 

While  sinners  in  despair  shall  call, 
"  Rocks  hide  us,  mountains  on  us  fall!" 
The  saints  ascending  from  the  tomb, 
Shall  joyful  sing*,  "  the  Lord  is  come," 


Heaven. 

HYMN   170.     P.  M.     11. 
The  Christian's  Sweet  Home. 
1   HV/l" ID   scenes  of  confusion  and  creature 
.ItJL     complaints, 
How   sweet  to  my  soul  is  communion  with 

saints; 
To  find  at  the  banquet  of  mercy  there's  room, 
And  feel  in  the  presence  of  Jesus  at  home. 

CHORUS. 

Home,  home,  sweet,  sweet  home, 
Prepare  me,  dear  Saviour,  for  glory,  my 
home. 


170  HEAVEN. 

2  Sweet  bonds  that  unite  all  the  children  of 

peace! 
And  thrice  precious  Jesus,  whose  love  cannot 

cease! 
Though  oft  from  thy  presence  in  sadness  I 

roam, 
I  long  to  behold  thee,  in  glory  at  home. 

3  I  sigh  from  this  body  of  sin  to  be  free, 
Which  hinders  my  joy  and  communion  with 

thee; 
Though  now  my  temptations  like   billows 

may  foam, 
All,  all  will  be  peace,  when  I'm  with  thee  at 

home. 

4  While  here  in  the  valley  of  conflict  I  stay, 
O  give  me  submission  and  strength  as  my 

day; 
In  all  my  afflictions  to  thee  would  I  come, 
Rejoicing  in  hope  of  my  glorious  home. 

5  Whate'er  thou  deniest,  O  give  me  thy  grace, 
The  Spirit's  sure  witness,  and  smiles  of  thy 

face; 
Indulge  me  with  patience  to  wait   at   thy 

throne, 
And  find  even  now  a  sweet  foretaste  of  home. 

6  I  long,dearest  Lord,  in  thy  beauties  to  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. 
Home,  home,  sweet,  sweet  home, 
Receive  me,  dear  Saviour,  in  glory,  my  home. 


HEAVEN.  171,    172 

HYMN  171.    C.  M. 
The  Heavenly  Jerusalem  anticipated. 

1  TERUSALEM,  my  happy  home, 
tf    Name  ever  dear  to  me; 

When  shall  my  labours  have  an  end, 
In  joy,  and  peace,  and  thee. 

2  When  shall  these  eyes  thy  heav'n  built  walls, 

And  pearly  gates  behold? 
Thy  bulwarks  with  salvation  strong, 
And  streets  of  shining  gold? 

3  O  when,  thou  city  of  my  God, 

Shall  I  thy  courts  ascend; 
Where  congregations  ne'er  break  up. 
And  Sabbaths  have  no  end. 

4  There  happier  bowers  than  Eden's  bloom, 

Nor  sin  nor  sorrow  know; 
Bless'd    seats,    through    wild     and    stormy 
scenes, 
I  onward  press  to  you. 

5  Apostles,  martyrs,  prophets  there, 

Around  my  Saviour  stand; 
And  soon  my  friends  in  Christ  below, 
Will  join  the  glorious  band. 

6  Jerusalem,  my  happy  home! 

My  soul  still  pants  for  thee, 
Then  shall  my  labours  have  an  end, 
When  I  thy  joys  shall  see. 


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HYMN   172.     P.M.     7. 
Saints  in  Heaven. 
IGH  in  yonder  realms  of  light, 
Dwell  the  raptur.'d  saints  above, 


172  HEAVEN. 

Far  beyond  our  feeble  sight, 

Happy  in  Immanuers  love. 
Pilgrims  in  this  vale  of  tears, 

Once  they  knew,  like  us  below, 
Gloomy  doubts,  distressing  fears, 

Tort'ring  pain  and  heavy  wo. 

2  Oft  the  big,  unbidden  tear, 

Stealing  down  the  furrow'd  cheek, 
Told  in  eloquence  sincere, 

Tales  of  wo  they  could  not  speak. 
But,  these  days  of  weeping  o'er, 

Past  this  scene  of  toil  and  pain, 
They  shall  feel  distress  no  more, 

Never — never  weep  again! 

3  'Mid  the  chorus  of  the  skies, 

'Mid  th'  angelic  lyres  above, 
Hark — their  songs  melodious  rise, 

Songs  of  praise  to  Jesus  love! 
Happy  Spirits!  ye  are  fled, 

Where  no  grief  can  entrance  find, 
LulPd  to  rest  the  aching  head, 

Sooth'd  the  anguish  of  the  mind! 

4  All  is  tranquil  and  serene, 

Calm  and  undisturb'd  repose — 
There  no  cloud  can  intervene — 

There  no  angry  tempest  blows! 
Ev'ry  tear  is  wip'd  away, 

Sighs  no  more  shall  heave  the  breast; 
Night  is  lost  in  endless  day — 

Sorrow — in  eternal  rest! 


DOXOLOGIES.  173 


DOXOLOGIES. 

1.  L.  M. 

TO  God  the  Father,  God  the  Son, 
And  God  the  Spirit,  three  in  one, 
Be  honour,  praise,  and  glory  given, 
By  all  on  earth,  and  all  in  heaven. 

2.  L.  M. 

PRAISE  God  from  whom  all  blessings 
flow, 
Praise  Him  all  creatures  here  below, 
Praise  him  above,  ye  heav'nly  host, 
Praise  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost. 

3.  C.  M. 

TO  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
The  God  whom  we  adore; 
Be  glory  as  it  was,  is  now, 
And  shall  be  evermore. 


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4.  C.  M. 

IO  praise  the  Father,  and  the  Son, 
And  Spirit  all  divine, 
The  One  in  Three  and  Three  in  One, 
Let  saints  and  angels  join. 

5.  S.  M. 

TO  the  Eternal  Three, 
In  will  and  essence  one, 
To  Father,  Son,  and  Spirit  be 
Co-equal  honours  done. 


174  DOXOLOGIES. 

6.     P.  M. 

TO  God  the  Father's  throne, 
Perpetual  honours  raise; 
Glory  to  God  the  Son, 
And  to  the  Spirit  praise: 
With  all  our  pow'rs,  Eternal  King, 
Thy  name  we  sing,  while  faith  adores. 

7.  L.  P.  M. 

NOW  to  the  Great,  and  sacred  Three, 
The  Father,  Son,  and  Spirit,  be 
Eternal  power  and  glory  giv'n, 
Thro'  all  the  worlds  where  God  is  known, 
By  all  the  angels  near  the  throne, 

And  all  the  saints  in  earth,  and  heav'n. 

8.  C.P.  M. 

TO  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
The  God,  whom  Heav'n's  triumphant 
host, 
And  saints  on  earth  adore; 
Be  glory  as  in  ages  past, 
As  now  it  is,  and  so  shall  last, 
When  time  shall  be  no  more. 

9.  P.  M.     7. 

SING  we  to  our  God  above, 
Praise  eternal  as  his  love, 
Praise  him  all  ye  heav'nly  host, 
Praise  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost. 

10.  P.  M.     7. 

PRAISE  the  name  of  God  most  high, 
Praise  him,  all  below  the  sky, 
Praise  him,  all  ye  heav'nly  host, 
Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost: 


DOXOLOGIES.  175 

As  through  countless  ages  past, 
Evermore  his  praise  shall  last. 

11.  P.M.     8,7. 

PRAISE  the  Father,  earth,  and  heav'n, 
Praise  the  Son,  the  Spirit  praise, 
As  it  was,  and  is,  be  given, 
Glory  through  eternal  days. 

12.  P.M.     8,7,4. 

FATHER,  Son,  and  Holy  Spirit, 
Thou  the  God  whom  we  adore, 
May  we  all  thy  love  inherit, 

To  thine  image  us  restore, 
Vast  eternal! 
Praises  to  thee  evermore. 

13.  P.M.     7,6. 

TO  the  Father,  to  the  Son, 
And  Spirit  ever  bless'd, 
Everlasting  Three  in  One, 

All  worship  be  address'd. 
Praise  from  all  above,  below, 

As  throughout  th'  ages  past, 
Now  is  giv'n,  and  shall  be  so 
While  endless  ages  last. 

14.  P.M.     11,8. 

ALL  praise  to  the  Father,  all  praise  to 
the  Son, 
All  praise  to  the  Spirit  thrice  bless'd, 
The  Holy,  Eternal,  Supreme  Three  in  One, 
Was,  is,  and  shall  still  be  address'd. 
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176  DOXOLOGIES. 

15.      P.M.      11. 

O   FATHER  Almighty,  to    thee  be  acl- 
dress'd, 
With  Christ  and  the  Spirit,  one  God  ever 

bless'd, 
All  glory,  and  worship  from  earth,  and  from 

heav'n, 
As  was,  and  is  now,  and  shall  ever  be  giv'n. 

16.     P.M.     8,7. 
Apostolic  Benediction. 

1  1%/^AY  the  grace  of  Christ  the  Saviour, 
ItJL  And  the  Father's  boundless  love, 
With  the  Holy  Spirit's  favour, 

Rest  upon  us  from  above. 

2  Thus  may  we  abide  in  union, 

With  each  other,  and  the  Lord, 

And  possess  in  sweet  communion, 

Joys  which  earth  cannot  afford. 

17.     L.  M. 

The  Peace  of  God,  fyc.    Phil  iv.  7. 

1  FT1HE  peace,  which  God  alone  reveals, 

1     And  by  his  word  of  grace  imparts, 
Which  only  the  believer  feels, 
Direct,  and  keep,  and  cheer  our  hearts. 

2  And  may  the  holy  Three  in  One, 
The  Father,  Word,  and  Comforter, 
Pour  an  abundant  blessing  down, 
On  ev'ry  soul  assembled  here. 


A  TABLE 

TO  FIND  ANY  HYMN   BY  THE    FIRST  LINF, 


A  in  MN 

All  hail  the  pow'r  of  Jesus'  name  16 

And  have  I  measur'd  half  my  days  160 

And  is  the  gospel  peace  and  love  14 

Arm  of  the  Lord,  awake,  awake  139 

Awake,  my  soul,  stretch  ev'ry  nerve  93 

Awake,  my  soul,  to  joyful  lays  5 

B 

Behold  a  stranger  at  the  door  30 

Behold  the  mountain  of  the  Lord  140 

Brightest,  and  best  of  the  sons  of  the  morning  8 

C 

Children  of  the  heav'nly  King  100 

Come  ev'ry  pious  heart  18 

Come  heav'nly  peace  of  mind  74 

Come  humble  sinner  in  whose  breast  39 

Come  my  soul,  thy  suit  prepare  4.") 

Come  thou  Almighty  King  6 

Come  thou  fount  of  ev'ry  blessing  133 

Come  weary  souls  with  sins  distrest  33 

Come,  we  who  love  the  Lord  76 

Come,  ye  that  know  and  fear  the  Lord  3 

Come  ye  weary,  heavy  laden  34 

D 

Dear  refuge  of  my  weary  soul  85 

Dear  Saviour,  if  these  lambs  should  stray  148 

Deep  are  the  wounds  which  sin  has  made  11 

Did  Christ  o'er  sinners  weep  73 


178  TABLE  OF  FIRST  LINES. 

E  HYMN 

Eternal  God,  enthron'd  on  high  161 

F 

Faith  adds  new  charms  to  earthly  bliss  69 

Far  from  the  world,  O  Lord,  I  flee  117 

Far  from  thy  fold,  my  God,  my  feet  57 

Father  of  all,  thy  care  we  bless  120 

Father,  whate'er  of  earthly  bliss  116 

Friend  of  the  friendless,  and  the  faint  44 

From  ev'ry  stormy  wind  that  blows  111 

From  Greenland's  icy  mountains  138 

G 

Give  to  the  winds  thy  fears  75 

Glory  to  God  on  high  17 

Go,  messenger  of  love,  and  bear  145 

Grace  'tis  a  charming  sound  66 

Guide  me,  O  thou  great  Jehovah  94 

H 

Hail  my  ever  blessed  Jesus  58 

Hail,  sov'reign  love  that  first  began  12 

Hail  to  the  Lord's  anointed  141 

Happy  the  heart  where  graces  reign  71 

Hark  the  song  of  Jubilee  146 

Hasten,  sinners  to  be  wise  28 

High  in  yonder  realms  of  light  172 

Holy  Ghost,  dispel  our  sadness  20 

How  are  thy  servants  bless'd,  O  Lord  150 

How  blest  the  righteous  when  he  dies  166 

How  blest  the  sacred  tie  that  binds  65 

How  firm  a  foundation,  ye  saints  of  the  Lord  68 

How  helpless  guilty  nature  lies  49 

How  sad  our  state  by  nature  is  48 

How  vain  are  all  things  here  below  90 

I 

If  human  kindness  meets  return  151 

I  hear  a  voice  that  comes  from  far  59 


TABLE  OF  FIRST  LINES.  179 

HYMN 

I  love  to  steal  awhile  away  118 

In  God's  own  house,  by  silent  night  149 

Inquire  ye  pilgrims,  for  the  way  60 

In  songs  of  sublime  adoration,  and  praise  67 

Is  this  the  kind  return  40 

I  would,  but  cannot  sing  81 

I  would  not  live  alway;  I  ask  not  to  stay  105 


Jerusalem,  my  happy  home  171 

Jesus,  and  shall  it  ever  be  61 

Jesus,  full  of  all  compassion  46 

Jesus,  I  my  cross  have  taken  95 

Jesus,  lover  of  my  soul  82 

K 

Keep  silence,  all  created  things  2 

L 

Let  saints  on  earth  their  anthems  raise  142 

Let  us  love,  and  sing,  and  wTonder  19 

Let  Zion's  watchmen  all  awake  154 

Lord  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing  124 

Lord,  teach  us  how  to  pray  aright  112 

Love  divine,  all  love  excelling  132 

M 

Many  woes  had  Christ  endured  97 

Mark  the  soft  falling  snow  135 

Mark'd  as  the  purpose  of  the  skies  144 

May  the  grace  of  Christ  the  Saviour  176 
Mid  scenes  of  confusion,  and  creature  complaints      170 

Mortals  awake,  with  angels  join  7 

My  former  hopes  are  fled  47 

My  soul,  be  on  thy  guard  91 

My  soul,  with  humble  fervour  raise  55 

N 

Now  begin  the  heavenly  theme  101 


180  TABLE  OF  FIRST  LINES. 

O  HYMN 

O  could  I  find  some  peaceful  bow'r  72 

O'er  the  gloomy  hills  of  darkness  143 

O  happy  day  that  fix'd  my  choice  62 

O  how  divine,  how  sweet  the  joy  53 

O  in  the  morn  of  life,  when  youth  157 

O  Israel,  to  thy  tents  repair  92 

O  Lord,  another  day  is  flown  119 

O  my  soul  what  means  this  sadness  87 

Once  I  thought  my  mountain  strong  84 

Once,  O  Lord,  thy  garden  flourished  127 

O  that  I  knew  the  secret  place  83 

O  thou  before  whose  gracious  throne  155 

O  thou  whose  tender  mercy  hears  41 

Our  souls  by  love  together  knit  64 

O  what  amazing  words  of  grace  36 

O  where  shall  rest  be  found  163 

P 

People  of  the  living  God  56 

Pilgrim,  burden'd  with  thy  sin  86 

Pray'r  is  the  soul's  sincere  desire  113 

Prostrate,  dear  Jesus,  at  thy  feet  42 

R 

Rejoicing  now  in  glorious  hope  110 

Repent,  the  voice  celestial  cries  27 

Return,  my  soul,  unto  thy  rest  79 

Return,  O  wanderer,  return  35 

Rise,  my  soul,  O  stretch  thy  wings  108 

Rise,  O  my  soul,  the  hours  review  54 

Rock  of  ages,  cleft  for  me  15 

S 

Sad  pilgrim  of  Zion,  tho'  chasten'd  awhile  107 

Safely  through  another  week  121 

Salvation,  O  the  joyful  sound  134 

Saviour,  visit  thy  plantation  128 

Say,  sinner,  hath  a  voice  within  29 


TABLE  OF   FIRST  LINES.  181 

HYMH 

Say,  who  is  she  that  looks  abroad  136 

See  the  vineyard  lately  planted  130 

Shepherd  of  Israel,  bend  thine  ear  152 

Sinner  art  thou  still  secure  22 

Sinners  behold  that  downward  road  24 

Soft  be  the  gently  breathing  notes  114 

Sometimes  a  light  surprises  102 

Sov'reign  ruler,  Lord  of  all  43 

Stay  thou  insulted  Spirit,  stay  21 

Stop  poor  sinner,  stop  and  think  23 

Sweet  is  the  time  of  spring  158 

Sweet  the  moments,  rich  in  blessing  98 

T 

The  giddy  world  with  flatt'ring  tongue  63 

The  Lord  shall  come,  the  earth  shall  quake  169 

There  is  a  fountain  fill'd  with  blood  10 

The  spacious  firmament  on  high  1 
The  voice  of  free  grace  cries,  escape  to  the  mountain     38 

This  God  is  the  God  we  adore  126 

Thou  only  sov'reign  of  my  heart  89 

Through  sorrow's  night,  and  danger's  path  168 

Thus  far  on  life's  perplexing  path  103 

Thy  goodness  Lord,  our  souls  confess  4 

Thy  people,  Lord,  who  trust  thy  word  137 

Thy  presence,  gracious  God,  afford  123 

'Tis  a  point  I  long  to  know  78 

To-day,  if  you  will  hear  his  voice  ^7 

U 

Ungrateful  sinners  !   whence  this  scorn  26 

Unite  my  roving  thoughts,  unite  122 

Unveil  thy  bosom,  faithful  tomb  167 

W 

Weary  of  struggling  with  my  pain  50 

We  bid  thee  welcome  in  the  name  loo 

Welcome,  welcome,  dear  Redeemer  ol 

We  seek  n  <>                   ;  the  .-ki-  M)( 


182  TABLE  OF  FIRST  LINES. 

HYMN 

What  is  the  thing  of  greatest  price  32 

What  jarring  natures  dwell  within  80 

What  though  the  arm  of  conq'ring  death  156 

When  blooming  youth  is  snatch'd  away  165 

When  darkness  long  has  veil'd  my  mind  88 

When  frowning  death  appears  25 

When  gath'ring  clouds  around  I  view  70 

When  I  can  read  my  title  clear  109 

When  languor  and  disease  invade  162 

When  marshall'd  on  the  nightly  plain  9 

When  musing  sorrow  weeps  the  past  77 

When  on  Sinai's  top  I  see  96 

Where  are  the  dead?  in  heaven,  or  hell  164 

Where  high  the  heav'nly  temple  stands  18 

Where  two  or  three  with  sweet  accord  125 

While  I  to  grief  my  soul  gave  way  129 

While  with  ceaseless  course  the  sun  147 

Whilst  thee  I  seek,  protecting  pow'r  115 

Who  can  describe  the  joys  that  rise  52 

Who  is  this  stranger  in  distress  31 

Why  thus  impatient  to  be  gone  104 

Y 

Ye  lovely  bands  of  blooming  youth  159 

Yes,  we  trust  the  day  is  breaking  131 

Your  harps,  ye  trembling  saints  99 

DOXOLOGIES  173—176 


AN  INDEX, 


Table  to  find  a  Hymn  suited  to  particular  Subjects  or 
Occasions. 


A  C 

Abuse,  of  divine  goodness  26  Call  of  the  heathen  an- 
Acknowledgment ,   grate-  swered  138 

ful  55,59, 133.  Calvary,  mount  96 

Address,  suppliant  to  the  [Canaan,  Israel  travel- 
Saviour  46i  ling  to  103 
Advent  of  Christ  7—9  Prospect  of  110 
Affections,  weaned  from  \  Characters  of  Christ  10 — 15 
earth  105,  170 ^Choice  of  a  pastor  152 
Affliction  sweetened          168       of   the   heritage    of 


Age,  middle 

Age,  old 

Alarming 

Alarm,  the 

Ashamed,  not, 

Asking  the  way  to  Zion     60 

Attributes  of  God  1 — 6 

B 
Beauty  of  the  church        136 
Believers,  weak,  com 

forted  99 

Benediction,  apostolic       177 
Bethlehem,  star  of  9 

Blessings   of    Christ's 

reign 
Blood  of  Christ,  its  vir- 
tue 10 
Breathing  after  heaven 

105,  107,  108,  170 
Broad  and  narrow  ways  24 
Brotherly  love  64,  65 

Burial  of  a  believer  167,  168 


160  God's  children  56 

161  Christ  our  advocate  13 
2—29       not  ashamed  of              61 

23       Coronation  of  7 

of  Jesus      61        example  14 

fountain  10 

hiding  place  12 

inviting  sinners  48 

knocking  at  the  sin- 
ner's door  30 
love  to  78 
nativity  7 
prince  of  peace            142 
physician                        1 1 
refuge                    82—85 
Star  of  Bethlehem          9 
rock  of  ages                    15 
Christian  life              80—110 
Christian  breathing  af- 
ter heaven        108,  105 
in  darkness                     84 
conflicting  with  sin  80, 81 


184 


INDEX. 


encouraged  86,  89,  91 
enjoying  light  88,  102 
forsaking  all  for  Christ  9E 
inviting  sinners  33 — 38 
journeying  to  heaven  103 
pilgrim  86 

his  refuge  85,  89 

running  the  race  93 

sitting  at  Jesus'  feet  98 
supported  by  hope  109 
watching  and  praying  91 
fellowship  and  love 

64,65 

Church  its  beauty,  and 

strength  13C 

children  of,  pray'd  for  148 

Close  of  worship  124 

of  the  day  of  grace        25 

Comfort  in  sickness 
to  weak  believers 
under  loss  of  minis- 
ters 

Companions  evil,  delive- 
rance from 

Confession  of  sin 

Confidence  in  God 
in  the  Mediator 

Contrite  heart 

Conversion 
joy  over 

Convert,  the 

Convinced  sinner,  the 

Coronation  of  Christ 

Creation  praising  God 

Creatares,  love  to,  dan- 
gerous 

Cross,  sitting  at  its  foot 
the  Christain  taking 
his 

D 

Danger  of  delay  28,  29 


Darkness,  christian  in       84 

removed  88 

Day  of  judgment  169 

sinner  warned  in  view  22 

latter,  glory  of  140 

Dead,  the,  and  the  living  164 

Death  of  a  minister  156 

of  the  righteous  166 

of  a  youth  165 

the  close  of  the  day 

of  grace  25 

issues  of  163 

impatience  for,  sinful  104 
Declension    of   religion 

lamented  127 

Decrees  of  God  2 

Dedication,  self  62 

Deliverance    from    evil 

companions  63 

Destruction,  escaping  from 

24 
Devotion,  habitual  115 

secret  117 

at  evening  twilight     118 
Dew  of  youth  158 

Dismission  124 

Distinguishing  grace 

acknowledged,        59, 67 
Doxologies  173 — 176 

E 
Early  piety,  beauty  of     158 
exhortations  to 

37,157.  160 

East,  star  of  the  8 

Effect  of  the  gospel  135 

Election  67 

Evening,  Saturday  121 

twilight  .118 

worship  ll!> 

Examination,  self  78 

Ezatnplt  of  Christ  14 

of  lovo  to  creatures      9Oij£zA0rialum  to  repentance  27 


10- 


162 
99 

156 

63 

-43 

75 

70 

41 

50,  53 

52,  53 

54,  65 

47 

16 

1 

90 
96 


185 


Faith,  power  of  09 

in  the  promises  68 

Family  worship  120 

Farewell  to  missionaries  145 
Fellowship,  christian    64,  65 
Flying  to  Christ  in  temp- 
tation 82 
Forgiveness  of  sin  58 
joy  of  55 
Forsaking  all  for  Christ     95 
Fountain  of  Christ's  blood  10 
of  living  waters  36 
Free  grace              59,  66,  67 
its  voice  38 
Funeral  of  a  minister       157 
of  a  saint              167,  168 
of  a  youth                    165 
G 
Gethsemanc                          9 
Glory  of  the  church          136 
of  the  latter  day          140 
God,  his  decrees  2 
goodness  4 
leading  to  repentance  40 
love  of  3 
love  to                            71 
loving  kindness                5 
his  people  chosen          56 
praised  in  creation  1 
providence                  2,  75 
refuge  in  trouble           8o 
servants  of,  always 

safe  150 

speaking  peace  to  his 

people  122 

trust  in  7. 

Goodness  of  God  leading 
to  repentance  40 

sinner  hardened  by       26 
Gospel,  its  effects  135 

its  triumphs  131 

prayer  for  the  spread 


of  the  137,143 

Grace,  and  sin,  conflict 

between  81 

salvation  by  66 

distinguishing  59 

miracle  of  58 

pardoning  48 

renewing  49 

Graces  of  the  Spirit   69—79 

Gratitude,  penitential  54,  55 

Grave,  blest  167 

Guide  of  the  pilgrim  94 

Habitual  devotion  115 

Hatred  of  sin  72 

Heart,  contrite  41 

sinner's  opened  31 

Heathen,  call  of  the,  an- 
swered 138 
Heaven,  hope  of       105, 109 
joying  over  conver- 
sion                      52,  53 
prospect  of  110 
saints  in  172 
Heavenly  joy  on  earth       76 
Heritage  of  God's  people 

chosen  56 

Hiding -place,  Christ  a       12 
Home,  sweet  home  170 

Hope  of  heaven  support- 
ing 109 
encouraged  87 
in  trouble  77 
rejoicing  in  100 
Hoping  for  a  revival         129 

Impatience  for  death  sin- 
ful 104 
Importance  of  youth  157 
Indwelling  sin  80 
Inconstancy  lamented  81 
Influence  of  the  Spirit 
sought                      20, 21 


186 


INDEX. 


Installation  of  a  minis-         \Lord's  supper  151 

ter                              153  Loving  kindness  of  God  5 

Intercession  of  Christ         13  M 

Inviting                        30 — '3d  Mediator,  confidence  in  70 

103  Melancholy  reproved  87 


Israel,  christian 

Issues  of  life  and  death 
J 

Jerusalem,  the  new 

Jesus,  not  ashamed  of 
weeping  over  sinners 
worship  of 

Joy  over  conversion     52,  53] 
heavenly,  on  earth,       7G( 

Jubilee,  the  song  of  146| 

Judgment,  the  day  of       169, 
sinner   exhorted 
view  of 
K 

Kindness,  loving,  of  God 

Kingdom  of  Christ   141,146 
its  increase    prayed 
for  139,  143 

Knocking,  Christ,  at  the 
sinner's  heart 
reply  of  the  sinner  to 

Knowledge  vain  without 
love 

L 

Lamb,  worthy  the 

Life,  and  death,  issues  of  163 

Light  breaking  into  the 
soul  102 

Live,  I  would    not   al- 
way  105 

Uving  the,  and  the  dead  1 64 

Love  divine  132 

of  God  3 

to  God  71 

to  Christ  78 

to  christians  64,  65 

to  creatures  danger- 
ous 90 
redeeming                   101 


163  Mercies  remembered  54,  133 


Mercy,  pleading  for 
ITVMercy  seat,  the 
61       the  sinner's  suit  at 
73  Middle  age 
1 1 4, Ministers,  seeking  direc- 
tion in  the   choice 
of 


43 
111 

45 
160 


152 


loss  of,  comfort  under  156 

installation  153 

prayer  for  sick  155 

watchmen  154 

Miracle  of  Grace  58 

Missionary,  prayed  for     144 

farewell  to  145 

Monthly  Concert     124—146 

Mountains ,  the  three  96 

Mourning  for  sin  73 

N 

Narrow  way  24 

Nature,  and  grace,  con- 
flict between       80,  81 
Nativity  of  Christ  7 

Nature  of  prayer  113 

Neic  year  147 

Night,  Saturday  121 

Now  the  day  of  grace  28,  29 

Old  age  161 

Opened,  sinner's  heart  31 
Ordination  of  ministers  153 
Our  God  forever  126 

P 
Pardon  acknowledged 

55,  58,  59 

Seeking  42,  43,  48 

Passage  through  life         106 

Pastor  sought  of  God       168 


INDEX. 


187 


installation  of  153, 

Peace,  spiritual  74 

God  speaking  122 

Prince  of  142 

Penitential  40—49 

Penitent,  the  42 

Penitential  gratitude    54,  55 

Perfections  of  God  1 — 6 

Perseverance  68 

Physician,  Christ  the         11 

Pilgrim,  christian  103 

asking   the   way   to 

Zion  60 

encouraged  86 

his  guide  94 

his  song  108 

Pleading  for  mercy  and 

pardon  48,  49 

the  promises  44 

with  God  in  distress     83 
Power  of  faith  69 

Praise  of  God  by  creation     1 
to  the  Trinity  6 

to  the  Redeemer   16 — 19 
for  Redeeming  love      19 
Prayer,  and  watchfulness 
91 
its  nature  113 

for  direction  in   the 
choice  of  a  minis- 
ter 152 
to  the  Holy  Spirit  20.  21 
for   the  children    of 

the  church  148 

preparation  for  112 

for  peace  of  mind  74 

for  a  revival  128 

for  the  spread  of  the 

gospel       137,  139,  J  43 

for  a  sick  minister       155 

Prince  of  peace  142 

Promises,  precious  68 


plead  by  prayer  44 

Prospect  of  heaven  110 

\Providence,  confidence 

in  75,  150 

Public  worship  123,  124 

R 
Race,  the  christian  93 

Redeeming  love  101 

praise  for  19 

Refuge  in  temptation        82 

in  trouble  85 

Rejoicing  in  hope  100 

in  prospect  of  hea- 
ven 110 

in  a  revival  131 

Religion,  declension  of, 

lamented  127 

revival  of  prayed  for  128 

hoped  for  129 

enjoyed  131 

Remembrance  of  Christ  151 
Renewal  of  self  dedication  62 
Renewing  grace  sought  49 
Repentance,  call  to  27 

from  a  sense  of  the 
divine  goodness,        40 
Repenting  Sinners,  joy 

over  52, 53 

Resignation  75,  116 

Resolve,  the  humble  sin- 
ner's 39 
Rest  of  the  soul  in  God  79 
Resurrection,  hope  in  the  167 
Retirement  117 
Returning  sinner  57 
Righteous,  death  of  166 
Rock  of  Ages,  Christ  15 

S 
Safety  in  Christ  alone        89 
Saints  in  Heaven  172 

Salvation  by  grace     66 — 68 

its  sound  diffused         134 


188 


INDEX. 


Sanctification,  prayer  for  49! 
imperfect  80] 

Saturday  night  ]21 

Seasons  of  human  life 

157,  161 
Secret  devotion  115,  117 
Self  dedication  62 

Self  denial  95 

Self  examination  78 

Sick  minister,  prayer  for  156 
Sickness,  comfort  in  162 
Sinai,  and  Calvary  96 

Sin,  indwelling  80 

and  grace,  conflict 

between  81 

hatred  of  72 

mourning  for  73 

Sinner  addressed  22,  23,  24 

27,29 

abusing   the   divine 

goodness  26 

convinced  47 

,  exhorted  in  view  of 
judgment  22 

his  heart  opened  31 

forgiven  55, 58 

hiding  place  for  12 

invited  by  Christ    30,  48 
to  Christ  30,  38 

prepare  to  meet  God    22 
repenting  40, 49 

resolving   to   go   to 

Christ  39 

requested  to  stop  23 

returning  57 

seeking  jardon  and 

sanctiflcation  48, 49 
submitting  to  God  50 
surrendering  51 

Sitting  at  the  foot  of  the 

cross  98 


Slothfulness,   warned 

against  92 

Song  of  Jubilee  146 

Soul,  light  breaking  into 

the  102 

finding  its  rest  in  God  79 

its  value  32 

Sovereignty  of  God  2 

Spirit  Holy,  invoked    20,  21 
Spiritual  peace  74 

Spread  of  the  Gospel       140 

prayed  for    137,139,143 
Star  of  Bethlehem  9 

of  the  East  8 

Storm,  refuge  from      82,  85 
Striving   of  the   Spirit 

with  sinners  29 

Submission  to  Providence  75 

to  Christ  50 

Sufferings  of  Christ  97 

Supper,  Lord's  151 

Suppliant  address  to  the 

Saviour  46 

Suit  at  the  mercy  seat       45 
Surrender ,  the  51 

T 
Tabor,  Mount  96 

Tears  of  Jesus  73 

Temptation,  in, flying  to 

Christ  82 

Thanksgiving  4,  54,  55,  58, 
59,  133 
To-day    the    accepted 

time  28, 29 

Traveller's  hymn  150 

Trinity,  praise  to  the  6 

Triumphs  of  the  gospel   131 
Trouble,  hope  in  77 

refuge  from  85 

Trust  in  God  75 

in  Christ  70 


INDEX. 

189 

V 

private         115, 117 

118 

Value  of  the  soul 

32 

public,    commence- 

Vanity of  the  creature 

90 

ment  of 

123 

Vineyard  of  the  Lord 

130 

close  of 

124 

Voice  of  free  grace 

33 

social 

125 

from  Calvary 

59 

Worshipping  Jesus 

114 

W 

Worthy  the  Lamb 

17 

Wanderer  invited  to  rest 

35 

Y 

Warfare,  Christian       91 

,92 

Youth,  its  importance 

157 

Warning  against  sloth- 

the  spring  and  dew 

fulness 

92 

of 

158 

to  youth 

159 

warned 

159 

Watchfulness  and  prayer 

91 

invited  to  Christ 

37 

Watching  for  souls,  min- 

death of  a 

165 

isters 

154 

of  the  church  prayed 

Water,  living,  fountain  of  36 

for 

148 

Way  to  Zion  asked  for 

60 

Year,  new 

147 

Ways,  broad  and  narrow 

24 

Z 

Weak  believers  comforted  99 \  Zion,  asking  the  way  to    60 
Weary  invited  to  rest        33i       pilgrim  of  107 

Worship,  evening  119       its  increase   prayed 

family  1201  for  139 


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